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THE BOYS' AND GIRLS' PLUTARCH
BEING PARTS OF THE "LIVES" OF PLUTARCH
By Plutarch
Edited for Boys and Girls With Introductions By John S. White
Head-Master Berkeley School
CONTENTS
COMPARISON OF THESEUS AND ROMULUS
COMPARISON OF DEMOSTHENES AND CICERO
COMPARISON OF ALCIBIADES AND CORIOLANUS
THE ENGINES OF ARCHIMEDES FROM THE LIFE OF MARCELLUS
DESCRIPTION OF CLEOPATRA FROM THE LIFE OF ANTONY
ANECDOTES FROM THE LIFE OF AGESILAUS, KING OF SPARTA
THE BROTHERS FROM THE LIFE OF TIMOLEON
A ROMAN TRIUMPH FROM THE LIFE OF PAULUS AEMILIUS
THE NOBLE CHARACTER OF CAIUS FABRICIUS FROM THE LIFE OF PYRRHUS
FROM THE LIFE OF QUINTUS FABIUS MAXIMUS
THE CRUELTY OF LUCIUS CORNELIUS SYLLA
THE SCROLL-FROM THE LIFE OF LYSANDER
THE SACRED THEBAN BAND FROM THE LIFE OF PELOPIDAS.
CONTENTS
COMPARISON OF THESEUS AND ROMULUS
COMPARISON OF DEMOSTHENES AND CICERO
COMPARISON OF ALCIBIADES AND CORIOLANUS
THE ENGINES OF ARCHIMEDES FROM THE LIFE OF MARCELLUS
DESCRIPTION OF CLEOPATRA FROM THE LIFE OF ANTONY
ANECDOTES FROM THE LIFE OF AGESILAUS, KING OF SPARTA
THE BROTHERS FROM THE LIFE OF TIMOLEON
A ROMAN TRIUMPH FROM THE LIFE OF PAULUS AEMILIUS
THE NOBLE CHARACTER OF CAIUS FABRICIUS FROM THE LIFE OF PYRRHUS
FROM THE LIFE OF QUINTUS FABIUS MAXIMUS
THE CRUELTY OF LUCIUS CORNELIUS SYLLA
THE SCROLL-FROM THE LIFE OF LYSANDER
THE SACRED THEBAN BAND FROM THE LIFE OF PELOPIDAS.
THESEUS
As geographers crowd into the edges of their maps parts of the world which they do not know about, adding notes in the margin to the effect that beyond this lies nothing but sandy deserts full of wild beasts, unapproachable bogs, Seythian ice, or frozen sea, so, in this great work of mine, in which I have compared the lives of the greatest men with one another, after passing through those periods which probable reasoning can reach to and real history find a footing in, I might very well say of those that are farther off, Beyond this there is nothing but prodigies and fictions; the only inhabitants are the poets and inventors of fables; there is no credit, or certainty any farther. Yet, after publishing an account of Lycurgus the lawgiver and Numa the king, I thought I might, not without reason, ascend as high as to Romulus, being brought by my history so near to his time. Considering therefore with myself
As geographers push to the edges of their maps, marking areas they don't know about with notes that say beyond this is nothing but sandy deserts filled with wild animals, unreachable swamps, Scythian ice, or frozen seas, I find myself in a similar position with my great work. In this project, I've compared the lives of the greatest figures in history. Having explored those eras where logical reasoning can provide insight and real history has a solid foundation, I could easily state that beyond this point are only myths and fiction; the only inhabitants are poets and creators of tales, and there's no reliability or certainty further along. However, after documenting Lycurgus the lawgiver and Numa the king, I felt justified in reaching back to Romulus, as my historical journey has brought me close to his era. So, reflecting on this,
Whom shall I set so great a man face to face? Or whom oppose? Who's equal to the place?
Who should I put in front of such a great man? Or who should I stand against? Who's worthy of the position?
(as Aeschylus expresses it), I found none so fit as he who peopled the beautiful and far-famed city of Athens, to be set in opposition with the father of the invincible and renowned city of Rome. Let us hope that Fable may, in what shall follow, so submit to the purifying processes of Reason as to take the character of exact history. We shall beg that we may meet with candid readers, and such as will receive with indulgence the stories of antiquity.
(as Aeschylus expresses it), I found no one more suitable than the one who filled the beautiful and famous city of Athens, to be contrasted with the father of the unbeatable and legendary city of Rome. Let’s hope that Fable may, in what follows, submit to the clarifying processes of Reason to become more like true history. We ask to encounter open-minded readers who will receive the tales of the past with understanding.
Theseus seemed to me to resemble Romulus in many particulars. Both of them had the repute of being sprung from the gods.
Theseus struck me as similar to Romulus in many ways. Both of them were reputed to be descended from the gods.
Both warriors; that by all the world's allowed.
Both warriors; that by everyone in the world agrees.
Both of them united with strength of body an equal vigor of mind; and of the two most famous cities of the world, the one built in Rome, and the other made Athens be inhabited. Neither of them could avoid domestic misfortunes nor jealousy at home; but toward the close of their lives are both of them said to have incurred great odium with their countrymen, if, that is, we may take the stories least like poetry as our guide to truth.
Both of them combined physical strength with equal mental vigor; of the two most famous cities in the world, one was built in Rome and the other was Athens. Neither was able to escape personal misfortunes or jealousy from their fellow citizens; however, toward the end of their lives, both are said to have faced significant resentment from their countrymen, if we consider the narratives that resemble truth more than poetry.
Theseus was the son of Aegeus and Aethra. His lineage, by his father's side, ascends as high as to Erechtheus and the first inhabitants of Attica. By his mother's side, he was descended of Pelops, who was the most powerful of all the kings of Peloponnesus.
Theseus was the son of Aegeus and Aethra. His lineage on his father's side goes back to Erechtheus and the original inhabitants of Attica. On his mother's side, he was descended from Pelops, who was the most powerful of all the kings of Peloponnesus.
When Aegeus went from the home of Aethra in Troezen to Athens, he left a sword and a pair of shoes, hiding them under a great stone that had a hollow in it exactly fitting them; and went away making her only privy to it, and commanding her that, if, when their son came to man's estate, he should be able to lift up the stone and take away what he had left there, she should send him away to him with those things with all secrecy, and with injunctions to him as much as possible to conceal his journey from everyone; for he greatly feared the Pallantidae, who were continually mutinying against him, and despised him for his want of children, they themselves being fifty brothers, all sons of Pallas, the brother of Aegeus.
When Aegeus left Aethra's home in Troezen to go to Athens, he hid a sword and a pair of shoes under a large stone that had a hollow shaped just for them. He only told her about it and instructed her that, if their son was ever strong enough to lift the stone and retrieve what he had left there, she should send him to Aegeus with those items in secret. He urged her to make sure he kept his journey hidden from everyone because he was very worried about the Pallantidae, who were always rebelling against him and looked down on him for not having children, while they themselves were fifty brothers, all sons of Pallas, Aegeus's brother.
When Aethra's son was born, some say that he was immediately named Theseus, from the tokens which his father had put under the stone; others that he received his name afterwards at Athens, when Aegeus acknowledged him for his son. He was brought up under his grandfather Pittheus, and had a tutor and attendant set over him named Connidas, to whom the Athenians, even to this time, the day before the feast that is dedicated to Theseus, sacrifice a ram, giving this honor to his memory upon much juster grounds than to Silanio and Parrhasius, for making pictures and statues of Theseus. There being then a custom for the Grecian youth, upon their first coming to a man's estate, to go to Delphi and offer firstfruits of their hair to the god, Theseus also went thither, and a place there to this day is yet named Thesea, as it is said, from him. He clipped only the fore part of his head, as Homer says the Abantes did. And this sort of tonsure was from him named Theseis. The Abantes first used it, not in imitation of the Arabians, as some imagine, nor of the Mysians, but because they were a warlike people, and used to close fighting, and above all other nations, accustomed to engage hand to hand; as Archilochus testifies in these verses:
When Aethra's son was born, some say he was immediately named Theseus, based on the tokens his father had placed under the stone; others suggest he got his name later in Athens when Aegeus recognized him as his son. He was raised by his grandfather Pittheus, who assigned him a tutor and caretaker named Connidas. To this day, the Athenians sacrifice a ram the day before the feast dedicated to Theseus, honoring his memory for much better reasons than those given to Silanio and Parrhasius for creating images and statues of Theseus. At that time, it was customary for young Greeks, upon reaching adulthood, to go to Delphi and offer the first fruits of their hair to the god. Theseus also made this journey, and there is still a place called Thesea, allegedly named after him. He only shaved the front part of his head, as Homer noted the Abantes did. This particular hairstyle came to be known as Theseis. The Abantes were the first to adopt it, not as an imitation of the Arabians or Mysians, but because they were a warrior people engaged in close combat, and they uniquely favored hand-to-hand fighting, as Archilochus attests in these verses:
Slings shall not whirl, nor many arrows fly, When on the plain the battle joins; but swords, Man against man, the deadly conflict try, As is the practice of Euboea's lords Skilled with the spear.—
Slings won’t spin, and arrows won't soar, When the battle starts on the plain; but swords, Man against man will face the deadly fight, Just like the warriors of Euboea, Who are skilled with the spear.—
Therefore, that they might not give their enemies a hold by their hair, they cut it in this manner. They write also that this was the reason why Alexander gave command to his captains that all the beards of the Macedonians should be shaved, as being the readiest hold for an enemy.
Therefore, to prevent their enemies from grabbing their hair, they cut it like this. They also say this is why Alexander ordered his captains to have all the Macedonians shave their beards, as it was the easiest thing for an enemy to grab hold of.
Aethra for some time concealed the true parentage of Theseus, and a report was given out by Pittheus that he was the son of Neptune; for the Troezenians pay Neptune the highest veneration. He is their tutelar god, to him they offer all their firstfruits, and in his honor stamp their money with a trident.
Aethra kept the true parentage of Theseus a secret for a while, and Pittheus spread the word that he was the son of Neptune, since the people of Troezen hold Neptune in the highest regard. He is their protector god, and they offer him their first fruits, even stamping their coins with a trident in his honor.
Theseus displaying not only great strength of body, but equal bravery, and a quickness alike and force of understanding, his mother Aethra, conducting him to the stone, and informing him who was his true father, commanded him to take from thence the tokens that Aegeus had left, and to sail to Athens. He without any difficulty set himself to the stone and lifted it up; but refused to take his journey by sea, though it was much the safer way, and though his mother and grandfather begged him to do so. For it was at that time very dangerous to go by land on the road to Athens, no part of it being free from robbers and murderers. That age produced a sort of men, in force of hand, and swiftness of foot, and strength of body, excelling the ordinary rate, and wholly incapable of fatigue; making use, however, of these gifts of nature to no good or profitable purpose for mankind, but rejoicing and priding themselves in insolence, and taking the benefit of their superior strength in the exercise of inhumanity and cruelty, and in seizing, forcing, and committing all manner of outrages upon everything that fell into their hands; all respect for others, all justice, they thought, all equity and humanity, though naturally lauded by common people, either out of want of courage to commit injuries or fear to receive them, yet no way concerned those who were strong enough to win for themselves. Some of these Hercules destroyed and cut off in his passage through these countries, but some, escaping his notice, while he was passing by, fled and hid themselves, or else were spared by him in contempt of their abject submission; and after that Hercules fell into misfortune, and, having slain Iphitus, retired to Lydia, and for a long time was there slave to Omphale, a punishment which he had imposed upon himself for the murder. Then, indeed, Lydia enjoyed high peace and security, but in Greece and the countries about it the like villainies again revived and broke out, there being none to repress or chastise them. It was therefore a very hazardous journey to travel by land from Athens to Peloponnesus; and Pittheus, giving him an exact account of each of these robbers and villains, their strength, and the cruelty they used to all strangers, tried to persuade Theseus to go by sea. But he, it seems, had long since been secretly fired by the glory of Hercules, held him in the highest estimation, and was never more satisfied than in listening to any that gave an account of him; especially those that had seen him, or had been present at any action or saying of his. So that he was altogether in the same state of feeling as, in after ages, Themistocles was, when he said that he could not sleep for the trophy of Miltiades; entertaining such admiration for the virtues of Hercules that in his dreams were all of that hero's actions, and in the day a continual emulation stirred him up to perform the like. Besides, they were related, being born of own cousins. For Aethra was daughter of Pittheus, and Alcmena of Lysidice; and Lysidice and Pittheus were brother and sister, children of Hippodamia and Pelpos. He thought it therefore a dishonorable thing, and not to be endured, that Hercules should go out everywhere, and purge both land and sea from the wicked men, and he should fly from the like adventures that actually came his way; not showing his true father as good evidence of the greatness of his birth by noble and worthy actions, as by the tokens that he brought with him, the shoes and the sword.
Theseus exhibited not only great strength but also equal bravery and sharp intellect. His mother Aethra took him to the stone, explained who his real father was, and instructed him to take the tokens Aegeus had left behind and sail to Athens. He easily lifted the stone but refused to travel by sea, even though it was safer and his mother and grandfather urged him to do so. At that time, the road to Athens was very dangerous, plagued with robbers and murderers. That era was filled with men who possessed extraordinary strength, speed, and endurance, using their natural gifts for harmful and selfish purposes rather than for good. They took pride in their arrogance and used their superior strength to commit acts of brutality and violence against anyone they encountered. They disregarded all notions of respect, justice, and humanity, which most people valued out of fear or the inability to defend themselves; these values meant nothing to those strong enough to take what they wanted. Hercules eliminated some of these wrongdoers during his travels, while others escaped or were ignored by him, surviving in shameful submission. Later, after Hercules fell into misfortune and accidentally killed Iphitus, he fled to Lydia and became a slave to Omphale to atone for the murder. This brought peace to Lydia, but similar atrocities erupted again in Greece and nearby areas, as there was no one to stop or punish them. Therefore, it was quite dangerous to travel overland from Athens to Peloponnesus. Pittheus detailed the notorious robbers and their cruelty towards strangers and tried to convince Theseus to take the sea route. However, Theseus had long been inspired by the glory of Hercules, admired him greatly, and loved hearing stories about him, especially from those who had witnessed his feats. He felt akin to how Themistocles later expressed that he couldn’t sleep because of Miltiades' trophy, as he was filled with admiration for Hercules’ virtues. In his dreams, he reenacted the hero's adventures, and by day, he was driven by a desire to emulate him. They were also related, being cousins. Aethra was the daughter of Pittheus, and Alcmena was the daughter of Lysidice; Lysidice and Pittheus were siblings, children of Hippodamia and Pelops. Thus, Theseus thought it shameful that Hercules was out there cleansing the land and sea of evil, while he himself would shy away from similar challenges. He believed he should prove his noble birth through brave and worthy deeds, just as Hercules had with the tokens he carried—his shoes and sword.
With this mind and these thoughts, he set forward with a design to do injury to nobody, but to repel and avenge himself of all those that should offer any. And first of all, in a set combat he slew Periphtes, in the neighborhood of Epidaurus, who used a club for his arms, and from thence had the name of Corynetes, or the club-bearer; who seized upon him, and forbade him to go forward in his journey. Being pleased with the club, he took it, and made it his weapon, continuing to use it as Hercules did the lion's skin, on whose shoulders that served to prove how huge a beast he had killed; and to the same end Theseus carried about him this club; overcome indeed by him, but now, in his hands, invincible.
With this mindset and these thoughts, he moved forward with the intention of harming no one but seeking to defend himself and take revenge on anyone who might attack him. First, in a duel, he killed Periphtes near Epidaurus, who fought with a club and was known as Corynetes, or the club-bearer. Periphtes tried to stop him and prevent him from continuing his journey. Liking the club, he took it as his weapon, using it just like Hercules did with the lion's skin, which showed how massive a creature he had defeated; in the same way, Theseus carried this club, having defeated Periphtes, yet now, in his hands, it was unstoppable.
Passing on further towards the Isthmus of Peloponnesus, he slew Sinnis, often surnamed the Bender of Pines, after the same manner in which he himself had destroyed many others before. And this he did without having either practiced or ever learnt the art of bending these trees, to show that natural strength is above all art. This Sinnis had a daughter of remarkable beauty and stature, called Perigune, who, when her father was killed, fled, and was sought after everywhere by Theseus; and coming into a place overgrown with brushwood, shrubs, and asparagus-thorn, there, in a childlike, innocent manner, prayed and begged them, as if they understood her, to give shelter, with vows that if she escaped she would never cut them down nor burn them. But Theseus calling upon her, and giving her his promise that he would use her with respect, and offer no injury, she came forth. Whence it is a family usage amongst the people called Ioxids, from the name of her grandson, Ioxus, both male and female, never to burn either shrubs or asparagus-thorn, but to respect and honor them.
Continuing on to the Isthmus of Peloponnesus, he killed Sinnis, often called the Bender of Pines, in the same way he had defeated many others before. He did this without having practiced or learned how to bend the trees, demonstrating that natural strength surpasses all skill. Sinnis had a daughter named Perigune, who was exceptionally beautiful and tall. After her father was killed, she ran away and was pursued by Theseus. Seeking refuge in an area overgrown with brush, shrubs, and asparagus-thorn, she childishly pleaded with them, as if they could understand her, to provide shelter, promising that if she escaped, she would never cut them down or burn them. However, when Theseus called out to her and assured her that he would treat her with respect and harm her in no way, she emerged. As a result, among the Ioxids, named after her grandson Ioxus, it has become a tradition for both men and women to never burn shrubs or asparagus-thorn, but to respect and honor them.
The Crommyonian sow, which they called Phaea, was a savage and formidable wild beast, by no means an enemy to be despised. Theseus killed her, going out of his way on purpose to meet and engage her, so that he might not seem to perform all his great exploits out of mere necessity; being also of opinion that it was the part of a brave man to chastise villainous and wicked men when attacked by them, but to seek out and overcome the more noble wild beasts. Others relate that Phaea was a woman, a robber full of cruelty, that lived in Crommyon, and had the name of Sow given her from the foulness of her life and manners, and afterwards was killed by Theseus. He slew also Sciron, upon the borders of Megara, casting him down from the rocks, being, as most report, a notorious robber of all passengers, and, as others add, accustomed out of insolence and wantonness, to stretch forth his feet to strangers, commanding them to wash them, and then while they did it, with a kick to send them down the rock into the sea.
The Crommyonian sow, known as Phaea, was a fierce and dangerous wild animal, definitely not someone to take lightly. Theseus intentionally sought her out to confront her, aiming to show that his great deeds weren't just out of necessity; he believed that a brave person should punish wicked people when attacked, and actively seek out and conquer noble wild creatures. Some say that Phaea was actually a woman, a cruel robber from Crommyon, who earned the nickname Sow due to her filthy lifestyle and behavior, and she was ultimately killed by Theseus. He also took down Sciron on the borders of Megara by throwing him off the cliffs. Most stories describe Sciron as a notorious robber who preyed on travelers, and some add that out of arrogance and mischief, he would extend his feet to strangers, commanding them to wash them, and then kick them off the cliff into the sea while they were busy.
In Eleusis he killed Cercyon, the Arcadian, in a wrestling match. And going on a little farther, in Erineus, he slew Damastes, otherwise called Procrustes, forcing his body to the size of his own bed, as he himself was used to do with all strangers; this he did in imitation of Hercules, who always returned upon his assailants the same sort of violence that they offered to him; sacrificed Busiris, killed Antaeus in wrestling, and Cycnus in single combat, and Termerus by breaking his skull in pieces (whence, they say, comes the proverb of "a Termerian mischief"), for it seems Termerus killed passengers that he met by running with his head against them. And so also Theseus proceeded with the same violence from which they had inflicted upon others, justly suffering after the same manner of their own injustice.
In Eleusis, he defeated Cercyon, the Arcadian, in a wrestling match. Moving a bit further, in Erineus, he killed Damastes, also known as Procrustes, forcing his body to fit the size of his own bed, just like he used to do with all strangers. He did this to imitate Hercules, who always retaliated with the same kind of violence that was used against him; he sacrificed Busiris, defeated Antaeus in a wrestling match, fought Cycnus in single combat, and smashed Termerus's skull (which is where the saying "a Termerian mischief" comes from), because Termerus would kill travelers by running into them with his head. In the same way, Theseus dealt out the same kind of violence that had been inflicted on others, justly suffering in return for their own wrongdoing.
As he went forward on his journey, and was come as far as the River Cephisus, some of the race of the Phytalidae met him and saluted him, and upon his desire to use the purifications, then in custom, they performed them with all the usual ceremonies, and having offered propitiatory sacrifices to the gods, invited him and entertained him at their house, a kindness which, in all his journey hitherto, he had not met.
As he continued on his journey and reached the River Cephisus, some people from the Phytalidae family met him and greeted him. When he expressed his wish to undergo the customary purifications, they performed the rituals with all the usual ceremonies. After making offerings to the gods, they invited him to their home and hosted him, an act of kindness he had not experienced throughout his journey so far.
On the eighth day of Cronius, now called Hecatombaeon, he arrived at Athens, where he found the public affairs full of all confusion, and divided into parties and factions. Aegeus also, and his whole private family, laboring under the same distemper; for Medea, having fled from Corinth, was living with him. She was first aware of Theseus, whom as yet Aegeus did not know, and he being in years, full of jealousies and suspicions, and fearing everything by reason of the faction that was then in the city, she easily persuaded him to kill him by poison at a banquet, to which he was to be invited as a stranger. He, coming to the entertainment, thought it not fit to discover himself at once, but, willing to give his father the occasion of first finding him out, the meat being on the table, he drew his sword as if he designed to cut with it; Aegeus, at once recognizing the token, threw down the cup of poison, and, questioning his son, embraced him, and, having gathered together all his citizens, owned him publicly before them, who, on their part, received him gladly for the fame of his greatness and bravery.
On the eighth day of Cronius, now known as Hecatombaeon, he arrived in Athens, where he found public affairs in total disarray, divided into parties and factions. Aegeus and his entire family were also struggling with the same troubles because Medea, having escaped from Corinth, was living with him. She was the first to notice Theseus, whom Aegeus did not yet know, and since Aegeus was filled with jealousy and suspicion, fearing everything due to the conflicts in the city, she easily convinced him to kill Theseus with poison at a banquet where he was to be invited as a stranger. When Theseus arrived at the feast, he thought it best not to reveal himself immediately, so he waited for his father to recognize him first. While the meal was being served, he drew his sword as if he intended to use it for cutting food; Aegeus, recognizing the gesture, dropped the cup of poison. After questioning his son, he embraced him and called all his citizens together to publicly acknowledge him, and they welcomed him with joy because of his reputation for greatness and bravery.
The sons of Pallas, who were quiet, upon expectation of recovering the kingdom after Aegeus's death, who was without issue, as soon as Theseus appeared and was acknowledged the successor, highly resenting that Aegeus first, as adopted son only of Pandion, and not at all related to the family of Erechtheus, should be holding the kingdom, and that after him, Theseus, a visitor and stranger, should be destined to succeed to it, broke out into open war. And, dividing themselves into two companies, one part of them marched openly from Sphettus, with their father, against the city; the other, hiding themselves in the village of Gargettus, lay in ambush, with a design to set upon the enemy on both sides. They had with them a crier of the township of Agnus, named Leos, who discovered to Theseus all the designs of the Pallentidae. He immediately fell upon those that lay in amuscade, and cut them all off; upon tidings of which Pallas and his company fled and were dispersed.
The sons of Pallas, who had been quiet while waiting to reclaim the kingdom after Aegeus's death since he had no heirs, became furious when Theseus arrived and was recognized as the successor. They resented that Aegeus, being only the adopted son of Pandion and not actually related to the Erechtheus family, had held the throne, and now a stranger like Theseus was set to take over. They declared open war. Splitting into two groups, one part marched openly from Sphettus with their father to attack the city, while the other hid in the village of Gargettus, planning to ambush the enemy from both sides. They brought along a town crier from Agnus named Leos, who revealed all of the Pallentidae's plans to Theseus. He quickly attacked those in hiding and defeated them all; upon hearing this, Pallas and his men fled and scattered.
From hence they say is derived the custom among the people of the township of Pallene to have no marriages or any alliance with the people of Agnus, nor to suffer the criers to pronounce in their proclamations the words used in all other parts of the country, Acouete Leoi (Hear ye people), hating the very sound of Leo, because of the treason of Leos.
From this, they say, comes the custom among the people of the township of Pallene to avoid marriages or any alliances with the people of Agnus, and to prevent the criers from using the words common in other parts of the country, "Acouete Leoi" (Hear ye people), because they despise the sound of "Leo," due to Leos's betrayal.
Theseus, longing to be in action, and desirous also to make himself popular, left Athens to fight with the bull of Marathon, which did no small mischief to the inhabitants of Tetrapolis. And, having overcome it, he brought it alive in triumph through the city, and afterwards sacrificed it to the Delphian Apollo. The story of Hecale, also, of her receiving and entertaining Theseus in this expedition, seems to be not altogether void of truth; for the townships round about, meeting upon a certain day, used to offer a sacrifice, which they called Hecalesia, to Jupiter Hecaleius, and to pay honor to Hecale, whom, by a diminutive name, they called Hecalene, because she, while entertaining Theseus, who was quite a youth, addressed him, as old people do, with similar endearing diminutives; and having made a vow to Jupiter that he was going to the fight, that, if he returned in safety, she would offer sacrifices in thanks of it, and dying before he came back, she had these honors given her by way of return for her hospitality, by the command of Theseus, as Philochorus tells us.
Theseus, eager for action and wanting to gain popularity, left Athens to battle the bull of Marathon, which was causing a lot of trouble for the residents of Tetrapolis. After he defeated it, he brought it back alive in triumph through the city and later sacrificed it to Apollo of Delphi. The tale of Hecale, who welcomed and took care of Theseus during this journey, seems to hold some truth; the nearby towns would gather on a specific day for a sacrifice they called Hecalesia, dedicated to Jupiter Hecaleius, and to honor Hecale, whom they affectionately called Hecalene. This nickname came from her endearing way of speaking to the young Theseus, similar to how older people often do. She made a vow to Jupiter that if Theseus returned safely from the fight, she would offer sacrifices in gratitude. Unfortunately, she passed away before he returned, but as ordered by Theseus, she was honored with these sacrifices as a reward for her hospitality, as Philochorus recounts.
Not long afterwards came the third time from Crete the collectors of the tribute which the Athenians paid them upon the following occasion. Androgeus having been treacherously murdered in the confines of Attica, not only Minos, his father, put the Athenians to extreme distress by a perpetual war, but the gods also laid waste their country; both famine and pestilence lay heavy upon them, and even their rivers were dried up. Being told by the oracle that if they appeased and reconciled Minos, the anger of the gods would cease and they should enjoy rest from the miseries they labored under, they sent heralds, and with much supplication were at last reconciled, entering into an agreement to send to Crete every nine years a tribute of seven young men and as many virgins, as most writers agree in stating; and the most poetical story adds that the Minotaur destroyed them, or that, wandering in the Labyrinth, and finding no possible means of getting out, they miserably ended their lives there, and that this Minotaur was (as Euripides hath it)
Not long after, the collectors of the tribute from Crete arrived for the third time to collect what the Athenians owed them. Androgeus had been treacherously murdered on the borders of Attica, and not only did his father Minos wage a relentless war against the Athenians, but the gods also devastated their land. They were heavily afflicted by both famine and plague, and even their rivers had dried up. The oracle advised them that if they made peace with Minos, the gods' anger would subside and they would find relief from their suffering. So, they sent heralds and, after much pleading, finally made peace, agreeing to send to Crete every nine years a tribute of seven young men and seven young women, as most writers suggest. The more poetic versions say that the Minotaur killed them, or that they wandered in the Labyrinth, unable to find a way out, and tragically ended their lives there, with this Minotaur being (as Euripides puts it)
A mingled form, where two strange shapes combined, And different natures, bull and man, were joined.
A mixed entity, where two unusual forms came together, And different beings, a bull and a man, were united.
Now when the time of the third tribute was come, and the fathers who had any young men for their sons were to proceed by lot to the choice of those that were to be sent, there arose fresh discontents and accusations against Aegeus among the people, who were full of grief and indignation that he, who was the cause of all their miseries, was the only person exempt from the punishment; adopting and setting his kingdom upon a foreign son, he took no thought, they said, of their destitution and loss of their lawful children. These things sensibly affected Theseus, who, thinking it but just not to disregard, but rather partake of, the sufferings of his fellow citizens, offered himself for one without any lot. All else were struck with admiration for the nobleness, and with love for the goodness, of the act; and Aegeus, after prayers and entreaties, finding him inflexible and not to be persuaded, proceeded to the choosing of the rest by lot. Hellanicus, however, tells us that the Athenians did not send the young men and virgins by lot, but that Minos himself used to come and make his own choice, and pitched upon Theseus before all others; according to the conditions agreed upon between, namely, that the Athenians should furnish them with a ship, and that the young men who were to sail with him should carry no weapon of war; but that if the Minotaur was destroyed the tribute should cease.
Now, when it was time for the third tribute, and the fathers with young men to offer as sons were supposed to choose by lot who would be sent, fresh complaints and accusations against Aegeus arose among the people. They were filled with grief and anger that he, the one responsible for all their suffering, was the only person not facing punishment. They said he was focused on adopting a foreign son and didn’t care about their suffering and the loss of their rightful children. Theseus was deeply affected by this, believing it was fair not to ignore but rather share in the struggles of his fellow citizens. He volunteered to go without drawing lots. Everyone else was amazed by his nobility and touched by his goodness. Aegeus, after pleading and begging, realizing Theseus was unwavering and could not be swayed, went ahead with the lottery for the others. However, Hellanicus tells us that the Athenians didn't send the young men and women by lot; instead, Minos would come and choose himself, and he picked Theseus above all others, under the terms agreed upon, that the Athenians would provide a ship and that the young men sailing with him wouldn’t carry weapons. But if the Minotaur was killed, the tribute would end.
On the two former occasions of the payment of the tribute, entertaining no hopes of safety or return, they sent out the ship with a black sail, as to unavoidable destruction; but now, Theseus encouraging his father and speaking greatly of himself, as confident that he should kill the Minotaur, he gave the pilot another sail, which was white, commanding him, as he returned, if Theseus were safe, to make use of that; but if not, to sail with the black one, and to hang out that sign of his misfortune. Simonides says that the sail which Aegeus delivered to the pilot was not white, but
On the previous two occasions when they paid the tribute, without any hope of safety or return, they sent the ship out with a black sail, as if heading for certain destruction. But now, Theseus, encouraging his father and full of confidence that he would defeat the Minotaur, gave the pilot a different sail—one that was white. He instructed the pilot that if he returned safely, he should use the white sail; however, if he did not make it back, he was to sail with the black one and display that as a sign of his misfortune. Simonides claims that the sail Aegeus gave to the pilot was not white, but
Scarlet, in the juicy bloom Of the living oak-tree steeped.
Scarlet, in the vibrant bloom Of the living oak tree soaked.
The lot being cast, and Theseus having received out of the Prytaneum those upon whom it fell, he went to the Delphinium, and made an offering for them to Apollo of his suppliant's badge, which was a bough of a consecrated olive tree, with white wool tied about it.
The lot being cast, and Theseus having received from the Prytaneum those upon whom it fell, he went to the Delphinium and made an offering for them to Apollo of his suppliant's badge, which was a bough of a consecrated olive tree with white wool tied around it.
Having thus performed his devotion, he went to sea, the sixth day of Munychion, on which day even to this time the Athenians send their virgins to the same temple to make supplication to the gods. It is farther reported that he was commanded by the oracle at Delphi to make Venus his guide, and to invoke her as the companion and conductress of his voyage, and that, as he was sacrificing a she goat to her by the seaside, it was suddenly changed into a he, and for this cause that goddess had the name of Epitragia.
Having completed his rituals, he set sail on the sixth day of Munychion, a day when even today the Athenians send their young women to the same temple to pray to the gods. It’s also said that the oracle at Delphi instructed him to take Venus as his guide and to call on her as the companion and leader of his journey. While he was sacrificing a she-goat to her by the seaside, it unexpectedly turned into a he-goat, which is why that goddess was named Epitragia.
When he arrived at Crete, as most of the ancient historians as well as poets tell us, having a clue of thread given him by Ariadne, who had fallen in love with him, and being instructed by her now to use it so as to conduct him through the windings of the Labyrinth, he escaped out of it and slew the Minotaur, and sailed back, taking along with him Ariadne and the young Athenian captives. Pherecydes adds that he bored holes in the bottom of the Cretan ships to hinder their pursuit. Demon writes that Taurus, the chief captain of Minos, was slain by Theseus at the mouth of the port, in a naval combat, as he was sailing out for Athens. But Philochorus gives us the story thus: That at the setting forth of the yearly games by King Minos, Taurus was expected to carry away the prize, as he had done before; and was much grudged the honor. His character and manners made his power hateful, and he was accused, moreover, of too near familiarity with Pasiphae, for which reason, when Theseus desired the combat, Minos readily complied. And as it was a custom in Crete that the women also should be admitted to the sight of these games, Ariadne, being present, was struck with admiration of the manly beauty of Theseus, and the vigor and address which he showed in combat, overcoming all that encountered with him. Minos, too, being extremely pleased with him, especially because he had overthrown and disgraced Taurus, voluntarily gave up the young captives to Theseus, and remitted the tribute to the Athenians.
When he arrived at Crete, as most ancient historians and poets tell us, he had a piece of thread given to him by Ariadne, who had fallen in love with him. She instructed him to use it to navigate through the twists and turns of the Labyrinth. He successfully escaped, killed the Minotaur, and sailed back, taking Ariadne and the young Athenian captives with him. Pherecydes adds that he drilled holes in the bottom of the Cretan ships to slow down their pursuit. Demon writes that Taurus, Minos's chief captain, was killed by Theseus at the harbor as he was sailing out for Athens. However, Philochorus tells the story this way: At the start of the annual games hosted by King Minos, Taurus was expected to win the prize, as he had before, leading to much resentment towards him. His character and behavior made him disliked, and he was also accused of being too familiar with Pasiphae. Therefore, when Theseus requested to fight, Minos agreed without hesitation. It was customary in Crete for women to be allowed to watch these games, and Ariadne, present at the event, was struck by the manly beauty of Theseus and the skill he displayed in combat as he defeated all who challenged him. Minos, impressed by Theseus—especially since he had defeated and humiliated Taurus—freely gave the young captives to Theseus and canceled the tribute owed to the Athenians.
There are yet many traditions about these things, and as many concerning Ariadne, all inconsistent with each other. Some relate that she hung herself, being deserted by Theseus. Others that she was carried away by his sailors to the isle of Naxos, and married to Oenarus, priest of Bacchus; and that Theseus left her because he fell in love with another,
There are still many stories about this, and just as many about Ariadne, all contradicting one another. Some say she hanged herself after being abandoned by Theseus. Others say she was taken by his sailors to the island of Naxos and married Oenarus, the priest of Bacchus; they claim Theseus left her because he fell for someone else,
"For Aegle's love was burning in his breast."
"For Aegle's love was blazing in his heart."
Now Theseus, in his return from Crete, put in at Delos, and, having sacrificed to the god of the island, dedicated to the temple the image of Venus which Ariadne had given him, and danced with the young Athenians a dance that, in memory of him, they say is still preserved among the inhabitants of Delos, consisting in certain measured turnings and returnings, imitative of the windings and twistings of the Labyrinth. And this dance, as Dicaearchus writes, is called among the Delians, the Crane. This he danced round the Ceratonian Altar, so called from its consisting of horns taken from the left side of the head. They also say that he instituted games in Delos, where he was the first that began the of giving a palm to the victors.
Now Theseus, on his way back from Crete, stopped at Delos. After making a sacrifice to the god of the island, he dedicated the image of Venus that Ariadne had given him to the temple. He danced with the young Athenians in a dance that, in his honor, is said to still be performed by the people of Delos, featuring specific measured movements that mimic the twists and turns of the Labyrinth. This dance, as Dicaearchus writes, is called the Crane among the Delians. He performed it around the Ceratonian Altar, named for its horns taken from the left side of a head. They also say that he started games in Delos, where he was the first to award a palm to the winners.
When they were come near the coast of Attica, so great was the joy for the happy success of their voyage, that neither Theseus himself nor the pilot remembered to hang out the sail which should have been the token of their safety to Aegeus, who, in despair at the sight, threw himself headlong from a rock, and perished in the sea. But Theseus, being arrived at the port of Phalerum, paid there the sacrifices which he had vowed to the gods at his setting out to sea, and sent a herald to the city to carry the news of his safe return. At his entrance, the herald found the people for the most part full of grief for the loss of their king, others, as may well be believed, as full of joy for the tidings that he brought, and eager to welcome him and crown him with garlands for his good news, which he indeed accepted of, but hung them upon his herald's staff; and thus returning to the seaside before Theseus had finished his libation to the gods, he stayed apart for fear of disturbing the holy rites, but, as soon as the libation was ended, went up and related the king's death, upon the hearing of which, with great lamentations and a confused tumult of grief, they ran with all haste to the city. And from hence, they say, it comes that at this day, in the feast of Oschoporia, the herald is not crowned, but his staff, and all who are present at the libation cry out "eleleu, iou, iou," the first of which confused sounds is commonly used by men in haste, or at a triumph, the other is proper to people in consternation or disorder of mind.
When they got close to the coast of Attica, the joy from their successful voyage was so overwhelming that neither Theseus nor the pilot remembered to hang out the sail that would have signaled their safety to Aegeus. In despair upon seeing that sail missing, Aegeus jumped from a rock and drowned in the sea. Meanwhile, when Theseus arrived at the port of Phalerum, he performed the sacrifices he had promised to the gods when he set out to sea and sent a herald to the city to announce his safe return. Upon entering, the herald found most of the people mourning the loss of their king, while others, understandably, were filled with joy at the news he brought and were eager to welcome him and crown him with garlands for his good news. He accepted their garlands but hung them on his herald's staff instead. Returning to the seaside before Theseus had finished his libation to the gods, he stood aside to avoid interrupting the sacred rites. Once the libation was complete, he went up and reported the king's death. Upon hearing this, the people rushed to the city in great sorrow and confusion. It is said that this is why, to this day, during the Oschoporia festival, the herald is not crowned, but his staff is, and all present at the libation shout "eleleu, iou, iou." The first shout is a common expression used by people in a hurry or during a triumph, while the second is typically expressed by those in distress or confusion.
Theseus, after the funeral of his father, paid his vows to Apollo the seventh day of Pyanepsion; for on that day the youth that returned with him safe from Crete made their entry into the city. They say, also, that the custom of boiling pulse at this feast is derived from hence; because the young men that escaped put all that was left of their provision together, and, boiling it in one common pot, feasted themselves with it, and ate it all up together. Hence, also, they carry in procession an olive branch bound about with wool (such as they then made use of in their supplications), which they call Eiresione, crowned with all sorts of fruits, to signify that scarcity and barrenness was ceased, singing in their procession this song:
Theseus, after his father's funeral, made his offerings to Apollo on the seventh day of Pyanepsion; it was on this day that the young men who returned safely from Crete entered the city. It's also said that the tradition of boiling pulses at this celebration comes from this event; the young men who escaped gathered what little food they had left, cooked it together in a single pot, and enjoyed a communal feast. Furthermore, they carry an olive branch wrapped in wool in their procession (which was the custom for their prayers), known as Eiresione, adorned with various fruits, to symbolize the end of scarcity and barrenness, singing this song during their procession:
Eiresione brings figs, and Eiresione brings loaves; Bring us honey in pints, and oil to rub on our bodies, And a strong flagon of wine, for all to go mellow to bed on.
Eiresione brings figs, and Eiresione brings bread; Bring us pints of honey, and oil to massage our skin, And a big jug of wine, so everyone can drift off to sleep happily.
The ship wherein Theseus and the youth of Athens returned had thirty oars, and was preserved by the Athenians down even to the time of Demetrius Phalereus, for they took away the old planks as they decayed, putting in new and stronger timber in their place, insomuch that this ship became a standing example among the philosophers, for the logical question as to things that grow; one side holding that the ship remained the same, and the other contending that it was not the same.
The ship that Theseus and the young men of Athens used to return had thirty oars, and the Athenians kept it in good condition all the way to the time of Demetrius Phalereus. They replaced the old planks as they rotted, using new and stronger wood instead, so much so that this ship became a classic example among philosophers for the logical debate about identity and change. Some argued that the ship was still the same, while others insisted it was not.
Now, after the death of his father Aegeus, forming in his mind a great and wonderful design, he gathered together all the inhabitants of Attica into one town, and made them one people of one city, whereas before they lived dispersed, and were not easy to assemble upon any affair, for the common interest. Nay, the differences and even wars often occurred between them, which he by his persuasions appeased, going form township to township, and from tribe to tribe. And those of a more private and mean condition readily embracing such good advice, to those of greater power he promised a commonwealth without monarchy, a democracy, or people's government, in which he should only be continued as their commander in war and the protector of their laws, all things else being equally distributed among them;—and by this means brought a part of them over to his proposal. The rest, fearing his power, which was already grown very formidable, and knowing his courage and resolution, chose rather to be persuaded than forced into a compliance. He then dissolved all the distant state-houses, council halls, and magistracies, and built one common state-house (the Prytaneum) and council hall on the site of the present upper town, and gave the name of Athens to the whole state, ordaining a common feast and sacrifice, which he called Panathenaea, or the sacrifice of all the united Athenians. He instituted also another sacrifice, called Metoecia, or Feast of Migration, which is yet celebrated on the sixteenth day of Hecatombaeon. Then, as he had promised, he laid down his regal power and proceeded to order a commonwealth, entering upon this great work not without advice from the gods. For having sent to consult the oracle of Delphi concerning the fortune of his new government and city, he received this answer:
Now, after the death of his father Aegeus, he started to develop a grand vision. He gathered all the people of Attica into one town and created a unified city, while before they lived scattered and found it hard to come together for common interests. In fact, there were often conflicts and even wars among them, which he managed to calm down by personally visiting each township and tribe. Those in lower social positions readily accepted his advice, while he promised those in power a commonwealth without monarchy—a democracy, where he would serve only as their military leader and protector of their laws, with everything else being shared equally among them. This way, he managed to win over some of them to his proposal. The others, however, who feared his growing power and recognized his courage and determination, preferred to be convinced rather than coerced into agreement. He then dismantled all the separate buildings for local governments and councils and constructed one central government building (the Prytaneum) and council chamber in what is now the upper town, naming the entire state Athens. He established a common festival and sacrifice called the Panathenaea, which honored all the united Athenians. He also instituted another sacrifice called Metoecia, or the Feast of Migration, which is still celebrated on the sixteenth day of Hecatombaeon. Then, as he had promised, he gave up his royal power and set up a commonwealth, embarking on this significant task with divine guidance. After consulting the oracle of Delphi about the future of his new government and city, he received the following answer:
Son of the Pitthean maid, To your town the terms and fates My father gives of many states. Be not anxious or afraid: The bladder will not fail to swim On the waves that compass him.
Son of the Pitthean maid, My father brings the terms and destinies From various states to your town. Don’t be anxious or scared: The bladder will always float On the waves that surround it.
Which oracle, they say, one of the sibyls long after did in a manner repeat to the Athenians, in this verse:
Which oracle, they say, one of the sibyls later recounted to the Athenians in this verse:
The bladder may be dipt, but not be drowned.
The bladder may be soaked, but not be submerged.
Farther yet designing to enlarge his city, he invited all strangers to come and enjoy equal privileges with the natives, and it is said that the common form, "Come hither all ye people," was the words that Theseus proclaimed when he thus set up a commonwealth, in a manner, for all nations. Yet he did not suffer his state, by the promiscuous multitude that flowed in, to be turned into confusion and be left without any order or degree, but was the first that divided the commonwealth into three distinct ranks, the noblemen, the husbandmen, and artificers. To the nobility he committed the care of religion, the choice of magistrates, the teaching and dispensing of the laws, and interpretation and direction in all sacred matters; the whole city being, as it were, reduced to an exact equality, the nobles excelling the rest in honor, the husbandmen in profit, and the artifices in number. And that Theseus was the first, who, as Aristotle says, out of an inclination to popular government, parted with the regal power, Homer also seems to testify, in his catalogue of ships, where he gives the name of "People" to the Athenians only.
Looking to expand his city even further, he invited all newcomers to come and enjoy the same rights as the locals. It's said that the phrase, "Come here, all you people," was what Theseus declared as he established a community for all nations. However, he didn't allow his city to fall into chaos due to the influx of people; instead, he was the first to organize the community into three distinct groups: the nobles, the farmers, and the craftsmen. He assigned the nobility the responsibility of overseeing religion, selecting magistrates, teaching and applying the laws, and providing guidance on all sacred issues. The entire city was thus structured into a clear hierarchy: the nobles held the highest honor, the farmers generated the most wealth, and the craftsmen had the largest numbers. And indeed, Theseus was the first, as Aristotle suggests, to willingly give up royal power in favor of a more democratic government; Homer also supports this idea in his list of ships, where he refers to the Athenians simply as "the People."
He also coined money, and stamped it with the image of an ox, either in memory of the Marathonian bull, or of Taurus, whom he vanquished, or else to put his people in mind to follow husbandry; and from this coin came the expression so frequent among the Greeks, as a thing being worth ten or a hundred oxen. After this he joined Megara to Attica, and erected that famous pillar on the isthmus, which bears an inscription of two lines, showing the bounds of the two countries that meet there. On the east side the inscription is,-"Peloponnesus there, Ionia here," And on the west side,-"Peloponnesus here, Ionia there."
He also minted coins, marking them with the image of an ox, either to honor the Marathonian bull, or Taurus, whom he defeated, or to remind his people to focus on farming; from this coin came the common saying among the Greeks, referring to something being worth ten or a hundred oxen. After that, he joined Megara to Attica and set up that famous pillar on the isthmus, which has an inscription of two lines showing the borders of the two regions that meet there. On the east side, the inscription reads, "Peloponnesus there, Ionia here." And on the west side, it says, "Peloponnesus here, Ionia there."
He also instituted the games, in emulation of Hercules, being ambitious that as the Greeks, by that hero's appointment, celebrated the Olympian games to the honor of Jupiter, so, by his institution, they should celebrate the Isthmian to the honor of Neptune. At the same time he made an agreement with the Corinthians, that they should allow those that came from Athens to the celebration of the Isthmian games as much space of honor before the rest to behold the spectacle in as the sail of the ship that brought them thither, stretched to its full extent, could cover; so Hellenicus and Andro of Halicarnassus have established.
He also started the games, inspired by Hercules, wanting the Greeks to celebrate the Isthmian games in honor of Neptune just as they celebrated the Olympic games in honor of Jupiter, as chosen by that hero. At the same time, he made a deal with the Corinthians to give those coming from Athens a space of honor in front of the others, allowing them to see the spectacle as wide as the full sail of the ship that brought them there. This is what Hellenicus and Andro of Halicarnassus have recorded.
Concerning his voyage into the Euxine Sea, Philochorus and some others write that he made it with Hercules, offering him his service in the war against the Amazons, and had Antiope given him for the reward of his valor; but the greater number, of whom are Pherecides, Hellanicus, and Herodorus, with a navy under his own command, and took the Amazon prisoner,—the more probable story, for we do not read that any other, of all those that accompanied him in this action, took any Amazon prisoner. Bion adds, that, to take her, he had to use deceit and fly away; for the Amazons, he says, being naturally lovers of men, were so far from avoiding Theseus when he touched upon their coasts, that they sent him presents to his ship; but he, having invited Antiope, who brought them, to come aboard, immediately set sail and carried her away. An author named Menecrates, that wrote the History of Nicaea in Bithynia, adds, that Theseus, having Antiope aboard his vessel, cruised for some time about those coasts, and that there were in the same ship three young men of Athens, that accompanied him in his voyage, all brothers, whose names were Euneos, Thoas, and Soloon. The last of these fell desperately in love with Antiope; and escaping the notice of the rest, revealed the secret only to one of his most intimate acquaintance, and employed him to disclose his passion to Antiope. She rejected his pretences with a very positive denial, yet treated the matter with much gentleness and discretion, and made no complaint to Theseus of anything that had happened; but Soloon, the thing being desperate, leaped into a river near the seaside and drowned himself. As soon as Theseus was aquainted with his death, and his unhappy love that was the cause of it, he was extremely distressed, and, in the height of his grief, an oracle which he had formerly received at Delphi came into his mind; for he had been commanded by the priestess of Apollo Pythius, that, wherever in a strange land he was most sorrowful and under the greatest affliction, he should build a city there, and leave some of his followers to be governors of the place. For this cause he there founded a city, which he called, from the name of Apollo, Pythopolis, and, in honor of the unfortunate youth, he named the river that runs by it Soloon, and left the two surviving brothers intrusted with the care of the government and laws, joining with them Hermus, one of the nobility of Athens, from whom a place in the city is called the House of Hermus; though by an error in the accent it has been taken for the House of Hermes, or Mercury, and the honor that was designed to the hero, transferred to the god.
Regarding his journey into the Black Sea, Philochorus and a few others report that he went with Hercules, offering his help in the war against the Amazons, and was rewarded with Antiope for his bravery. However, the majority, including Pherecides, Hellanicus, and Herodorus, claim that he commanded his own navy and took an Amazon captive—this seems more plausible since there's no record of anyone else who went with him capturing an Amazon. Bion adds that he had to resort to trickery and flee to capture her; the Amazons, he says, were naturally attracted to men, so instead of avoiding Theseus when he landed on their shores, they sent gifts to his ship. He then invited Antiope, who brought the gifts, to come aboard, and immediately set sail with her. An author named Menecrates, who wrote the History of Nicaea in Bithynia, mentions that Theseus, having Antiope on his ship, cruised around those coasts for a while. On the ship were also three brothers from Athens named Euneos, Thoas, and Soloon. The last of them became hopelessly infatuated with Antiope and, without the knowledge of the others, confided his feelings to a close friend, asking him to reveal his passion to Antiope. She firmly rejected his advances but handled the situation with kindness and didn't complain to Theseus about what happened. However, feeling desperate, Soloon jumped into a nearby river and drowned himself. When Theseus learned of his death and the unrequited love that led to it, he was deeply upset. In his anguish, he remembered an oracle he had received from the Delphi priestess of Apollo Pythius, who advised him to build a city wherever he felt the most sorrow and distress in a foreign land, leaving some of his followers in charge. Following this, he founded a city, naming it Pythopolis after Apollo, and in memory of the unfortunate young man, he named the nearby river Soloon, leaving the two surviving brothers in charge of governing it along with Hermus, a member of the Athenian nobility. A place in the city is now referred to as the House of Hermus, though due to a mispronunciation it has often been mistakenly referred to as the House of Hermes, transferring the honor meant for the hero to the god.
This was the origin and cause of the Amazonian invasion of Attica, which would seem to have been no slight or womanish enterprise. For it is impossible that they should have placed their camp in the very city, and joined battle close by the Pnyx and the hill called Museum, unless, having first conquered the country round about, they had thus with impunity advanced to the city. That they made so long a journey by land, and passed the Cimmerian Bosphorus when frozen, as Hellanicus writes, is difficult to be believed. That they encamped all but in the city is certain, and may be sufficiently confirmed by the names that the places thereabout yet retain, and the graves and the monuments of those that fell the battle. Both armies being in sight, there was a long pause and doubt on each side which should give the first onset; at last Theseus, having sacrificed to Fear, in obedience to the command of an oracle he had received, gave them battle, in which action a great number of the Amazons were slain. At length, after four months, a peace was concluded between them by the mediation of Hippolyta (for so this historian calls the Amazon whom Theseus married, and not Antiope), though others write that she was slain with a dart by Molpadia, while fighting by Theseus's side, and that the pillar which stands by the temple of Olympian Earth was erected to her honor. Nor is it to be wondered at, that in events of such antiquity, history should be in disorder. This is as much as is worth telling concerning the Amazons.
This was the reason behind the Amazon invasion of Attica, which certainly wasn't a minor or female-led endeavor. It’s hard to believe that they would have set up camp right in the city and engaged in battle near the Pnyx and the hill called Museum unless they had first conquered the surrounding area, allowing them to approach the city without fear. The fact that they made such a long journey over land and crossed the frozen Cimmerian Bosphorus, as Hellanicus mentions, is hard to accept. However, it’s clear they camped almost within the city, a truth supported by the names of the nearby places and the graves and monuments of those who fell in battle. With both armies in view, there was a lengthy hesitation on both sides about who would attack first; ultimately, Theseus, after sacrificing to the god of Fear as directed by an oracle, led them into battle, resulting in many Amazons being killed. Finally, after four months, peace was reached between them through the mediation of Hippolyta (the historian refers to the Amazon whom Theseus married as Hippolyta, not Antiope), although some accounts say she was killed by a dart thrown by Molpadia while fighting alongside Theseus, and that a pillar near the temple of Olympian Earth was built in her honor. It’s not surprising that with such ancient events, history can be a bit chaotic. This is all that is worth mentioning about the Amazons.
The celebrated friendship between Theseus and Pirithous is said to have been begun as follows: The fame of the strength and valor of Theseus being spread through Greece, Pirithous was desirous to make a trial and proof of it himself, and to this end seized a herd of oxen which belonged to Theseus, and was driving them away from Marathon, and, when news was brought that Theseus pursued him in arms, he did not fly, but turned back and went to meet him. But as soon as they had viewed one another, each so admired the gracefulness and beauty, and was seized with such a respect for the courage of the other, that they forgot all thoughts of fighting; and Pirithous, first stretching out his hand to Theseus, bade him be judge in this case himself, and promised to submit willingly to any penalty he should impose. But Theseus not only forgave him all, but entreated him to be his friend and brother in arms; and they ratified their friendship by oaths. After this Pirithous married Deidamia, and invited Theseus to the wedding, entreating him to come and see his country, and make acquaintance with the Lapithae; he had at the same time invited the Centaurs to the feast, who, growing hot with wine and beginning to be insolent and wild, the Lapithae took immediate revenge upon them, slaying many of them upon the place, and afterwards, having overcome them in battle, drove the whole race of them out of their country, Theseus all along taking the part of the Lapithae, and fighting on their side.
The famous friendship between Theseus and Pirithous is said to have started like this: As the news of Theseus's strength and bravery spread across Greece, Pirithous wanted to test it for himself. To do this, he stole a herd of oxen that belonged to Theseus and was trying to take them away from Marathon. When he heard that Theseus was coming after him armed, he didn't run away but instead turned around to face him. Once they saw each other, they were both so impressed by each other's grace and beauty, and they felt so much respect for each other's courage, that they forgot about fighting. Pirithous was the first to reach out his hand to Theseus, asking him to judge the situation himself and promising to accept whatever punishment he decided. However, Theseus not only forgave him completely but also asked him to be his friend and brother in arms, and they sealed their friendship with oaths. Later, Pirithous married Deidamia and invited Theseus to the wedding, asking him to come visit his home and meet the Lapithae. At the same time, he had invited the Centaurs to the celebration, who, once they had too much to drink, became unruly and aggressive. The Lapithae swiftly retaliated, killing many of them on the spot, and after defeating them in battle, they drove the entire race out of their land, with Theseus always supporting the Lapithae and fighting alongside them.
Theseus was now fifty years old, as Hellanicus states, when he carried off Helen, who was yet too young to be married. Some writers, to take away this accusation of one of the greatest crimes laid to his charge, say that he did not steal away Helen himself, but that Idas and Lynceus brought her to him, and committed her to his charge, and that, therefore, he refused to restore her at the demand of Castor and Pollux; or, indeed, they say her own father, Tyndarus, had sent her to be kept by him, for fear of Enarophorus, the son of Hippocoon, who would have carried her away by force when she was yet a child. But the most probable account, and that which has witnesses on its side, is this: Theseus and Pirithous went both together to Sparta, and, having seized the young lady as she was dancing in the temple of Diana Orthia, fled away with her. There were presently men in arms sent to pursue, but they followed no farther than to Tegea; and Theseus and Pirithous being now out of danger, having passed through Peloponnesus, made an agreement between themselves, that he to whom the lot should fall should have Helen to his wife, but should be obliged to assist in procuring another for his friend. The lot fell upon Theseus, who conveyed her to Aphidnae, not being yet marriageable, and delivered her to one of his allies, called Aphidnus, and having sent his mother, Aethra, after to take care of her, desired him to keep them so secretly that none might know where they were; which done, to return the same service to his friend Pirithous, he accompanied him in his journey to Epirus, in order to steal away the king of the Molossians' daughter. The king, his own name being Aidoneus, or Pluto, called his wife Proserpina, and his daughter Cora, and a great dog which he kept Cerberus, with whom he ordered all that came as suitors to his daughter to fight, and promised her to him that should overcome the beast. But having been informed that the design of Pirithous and his companion was not to court his daughter, but to force her away, he caused them both to be seized, and threw Pirithous to be torn to pieces by the dog, and put Theseus into prison, and kept him.
Theseus was fifty years old, as Hellanicus notes, when he abducted Helen, who was still too young to get married. Some authors, trying to clear him of one of the biggest accusations against him, claim that he didn’t take Helen himself, but that Idas and Lynceus brought her to him and entrusted her to his care. Because of this, they say he refused to return her when Castor and Pollux asked for her back; others even suggest that her father, Tyndarus, sent her to stay with him out of fear of Enarophorus, the son of Hippocoon, who would have taken her by force when she was still a child. However, the most credible story, which has witnesses to back it up, is this: Theseus and Pirithous went together to Sparta, and while she was dancing in the temple of Diana Orthia, they seized Helen and escaped with her. Immediately, armed men were sent to pursue them, but they only followed to Tegea. Once Theseus and Pirithous were safe after crossing Peloponnesus, they made an agreement that whoever the lot fell on would have Helen as his wife, but would need to help find another bride for his friend. The lot fell to Theseus, who took her to Aphidnae, where she was still not ready for marriage, and handed her over to one of his allies named Aphidnus. He then sent his mother, Aethra, to look after Helen, asking Aphidnus to keep them hidden so no one would know where they were. After doing this, to return the favor to his friend Pirithous, he joined him on a journey to Epirus to abduct the daughter of the king of the Molossians. The king, known as Aidoneus or Pluto, called his wife Proserpina and his daughter Cora, and kept a fierce dog named Cerberus, ordering all suitors for his daughter to fight the beast, promising her hand to whoever defeated it. However, once he learned that Pirithous and Theseus weren’t there to court his daughter but to kidnap her, he had them both captured. He threw Pirithous to be torn apart by Cerberus and imprisoned Theseus.
About this time Menetheus, the son of Peteus, grandson of Orneus, and great-grandson to Erechtheus, the first man that is recorded to have affected popularity and ingratiated himself with the multitude, stirred up and exasperated the most eminent men of the city, who had long borne a secret grudge to Theseus, conceiving that he had robbed them of their several little kingdoms and lordships, and, having pent them all up in one city, was using them as his subjects and slaves. He put also the meaner people into commotion, telling them, that, deluded with a mere dream of liberty, though indeed they were deprived both of that and their proper homes and religious usages, instead of many good and gracious kings of their own, they had given themselves up to be lorded over by a newcomer and a stranger. Whilst he was thus busied in infecting the minds of the citizens, the war that Castor and Pollux brought against Athens came very opportunity to farther the sedition he had been promoting, and some say that he by his persuasions was wholly the cause of their invading the city. At their first approach they committed no acts of hostility, but peaceably demanded their sister Helen; but the Athenians returning answer that they neither had her nor knew where she was disposed of, they prepared to assault the city, when Academus, having, by whatever means, found it out, disclosed to them that she was secretly kept at Aphidnea. For which reason he was both highly honored during his life by Castor and Pollux, and the Lacedaemonians, when often in after times they made excursions into Attica, and destroyed all the country round about, spared the Academy for the sake of Academus.
About this time, Menetheus, the son of Peteus, grandson of Orneus, and great-grandson of Erechtheus—the first man noted for trying to win popularity and ingratiate himself with the masses—stirred up and angered the most prominent men of the city. They had long harbored a secret resentment towards Theseus, believing that he had taken away their small kingdoms and lordships, locking them all into one city and treating them as his subjects and slaves. He also incited the lower class by telling them that, seduced by a false idea of freedom, they had actually lost both that and their own homes and religious practices, and instead of having many good kings of their own, they had submitted to be ruled by a newcomer and a stranger. While he was busy poisoning the minds of the citizens, the war that Castor and Pollux brought against Athens came at a perfect time to further the unrest he had been encouraging. Some say that he was entirely responsible for their invasion of the city through his persuasion. When they first arrived, they did not commit any acts of aggression but peacefully demanded their sister, Helen. The Athenians replied that they neither had her nor knew where she was, prompting them to prepare for an assault on the city. However, Academus, having discovered her whereabouts by some means, informed them that she was secretly kept at Aphidnea. For this reason, he was greatly honored during his life by Castor and Pollux, and the Lacedaemonians, during future raids into Attica when they ravaged the surrounding countryside, spared the Academy out of respect for Academus.
Hercules, passing by the Molossians, was entertained in his way by Aidoneus the king, who, in conversation, accidentally spoke of the journey of Theseus and Pirithous into his country, of what they had designed to do, and what they were forced to suffer. Hercules was much grieved for the inglorious death of the one and the miserable condition of the other. As for Pirithous, he thought it useless to complain; but begged to have Theseus released for his sake, and obtained that favor from the king. Theseus, being thus set at liberty, returned to Athens, where his friends were not wholly suppressed, and dedicated to Hercules all the sacred places which the city had set apart for himself, changing their names from Thesea to Herculea, four only excepted, as Philochorus writes. And wishing immediately to resume the first place in the commonwealth, and manage the state as before, he soon found himself involved in factions and troubles; those who long had hated him had now added to their hatred contempt; and the minds of the people were so generally corrupted, that, instead of obeying commands with silence, they expected to be flattered into their duty. He had some thoughts to have reduced them by force, but was overpowered by demagogues and factions. And at last, despairing of any good success of his affairs in Athens, he sent away his children privately to Euboea, commending them to the care of Elephenor, the son of Chalcodon; and he himself, having solemnly cursed the people of Athens in the village of Gargettus, in which there yet remains the place called Araterion, or the place of cursing, sailed to Scyros, where he had lands left him by his father, and friendship, as he thought, with those of the island. Lycomedes was then king of Scyros. Theseus, therefore, addressed himself to him, and desired to have his lands put into his possession, as designing to settle and dwell there, though others say that he came to beg his assistance against the Athenians. But Lycomedes, either jealous of the glory of so great a man, or to gratify Menestheus, having led him up to the highest cliff of the island, on pretense of showing him from thence the lands that he desired, threw him headlong down from the rock and killed him. Others say he fell down of himself by a slip of his foot, as he was walking there, according to his custom, after supper. At that time there was no notice taken, nor were any concerned for his death, but Menestheus quietly possessed the kingdom of Athens. His sons were brought up in a private condition, and accompanied Elephenor to the Trojan war, but, after the decease of Menestheus in that expedition, returned to Athens, and recovered the government. But in succeeding ages, beside several other circumstances that moved the Athenians to honor Theseus as a demigod, in the battle which was fought at Marathon against the Medes, many of the soldiers believed they saw an apparition of Theseus in arms, rushing on at the head of them against the barbarians. And after the Median war, Phaedo being archon of Athens, the Athenians, consulting the oracle at Delphi, were commanded to gather together the bones of Theseus, and, laying them in some honorable place, keep them as sacred in the city. But it was very difficult to recover these relics, or so much as to find out the place where they lay, on account of the inhospitable and savage temper of the barbarous people that inhabited the island. Nevertheless, afterwards, when Cimon took the island (as is related in his life), and had a great ambition to find the place where Theseus was buried, he, by chance, spied an eagle upon a rising ground pecking with her beak and tearing up the earth with her talons, when on the sudden it came into his mind, as it were by some divine inspiration, to dig there, and search for the bones of Theseus. There were found in that place a coffin of a man of more than ordinary size, and a brazen spear-head, and a sword lying by it, all which he took aboard his galley and brought with him to Athens. Upon which the Athenians, greatly delighted, went out to meet and receive the relics with splendid procession and with sacrifices, as if it were Theseus himself returning alive to the city. He lies interred in the middle of the city, near the present gymnasium. His tomb is a sanctuary and refuge for slaves, and all those of mean condition that fly from the persecution of men in power, in memory that Theseus while he lived was an assister and protector of the distressed, and never refused the petitions of the afflicted that fled to him. The chief and most solemn sacrifice which they celebrate to him is kept on the eighth day of Pyanepsion, on which he returned with the Athenian young men from Crete. Besides which, they sacrifice to him on the eighth day of every month, either because he returned from Troezen the eighth day of Hecatombaeon, as Diodorus the geographer writes, or else thinking that number to be proper to him, because he was reputed to be born of Neptune, because they sacrifice to Neptune on the eighth day of every month. The number eight being the first cube of an even number, and the double of the first square, seemed to be am emblem of the steadfast and immovable power of this god, who from thence has the names of Asphalius and Gaeiochus, that is, the establisher and stayer of the earth.
Hercules, while passing through Molossia, was welcomed by Aidoneus, the king, who, during their conversation, casually mentioned the journey of Theseus and Pirithous to his land, discussing their intentions and the hardships they faced. Hercules felt deep sorrow for the disgraceful death of the one and the unfortunate fate of the other. Regarding Pirithous, he thought it pointless to complain, but he asked the king to release Theseus for his sake, which the king granted. Once Theseus was freed, he returned to Athens, where his supporters were not entirely silenced, and he dedicated all the sacred places the city had for him to Hercules, changing their names from Thesea to Herculea, with only four exceptions, as Philochorus writes. Wanting to regain his position in the government and run the state as before, he quickly found himself caught up in conflicts and troubles; those who had long hated him now added contempt to their hatred, and the people's attitudes were so corrupted that instead of obeying commands quietly, they expected to be flattered into compliance. He considered using force to bring them back under control but was overwhelmed by demagogues and factions. Finally, feeling hopeless about his situation in Athens, he secretly sent his children to Euboea, entrusting them to Elephenor, son of Chalcodon; and after cursing the people of Athens in the village of Gargettus—where a place called Araterion, or the place of cursing, still exists—he sailed to Scyros, where he had inherited land from his father and had what he thought was friendship with the island's people. At that time, Lycomedes was the king of Scyros. Therefore, Theseus went to him, requesting possession of his lands because he intended to settle and live there, although others say he came to seek help against the Athenians. But Lycomedes, either envious of Such a great man's reputation or to please Menestheus, took him to the highest cliff of the island under the pretense of showing him the lands he desired and then pushed him off the rock, killing him. Others say he accidentally fell due to misstepping while he was walking there, as was his habit after dinner. At that time, nobody took notice of his death, and no one cared, but Menestheus quietly took over the kingdom of Athens. His sons were raised in obscurity and accompanied Elephenor to the Trojan War, but after Menestheus died in that campaign, they returned to Athens and regained control. In later years, besides various other reasons that led the Athenians to honor Theseus as a demigod, during the battle at Marathon against the Medes, many soldiers claimed to have seen an apparition of Theseus in armor, leading them against the enemies. After the Median War, Phaedo was archon of Athens, and the Athenians consulted the oracle at Delphi, which told them to gather together the bones of Theseus, place them in a respected location, and keep them sacred in the city. However, it was challenging to recover these remains or even find where they were buried due to the hostile and savage nature of the barbaric people living on the island. Nevertheless, later, when Cimon captured the island (as reported in his biography), he was eager to locate the burial site of Theseus. He happened to see an eagle on a rising ground, pecking at and digging up the earth with its claws, and suddenly, he was inspired, as if by divine guidance, to dig there and search for the bones of Theseus. In that spot, they discovered a coffin of a man of extraordinary size, a bronze spearhead, and a sword lying beside it, all of which he took on board his ship and brought back to Athens. The Athenians, overjoyed, went out to welcome and receive the relics with a grand procession and sacrifices, as if Theseus himself were returning alive to the city. He is buried in the center of the city, near the current gymnasium. His tomb serves as a sanctuary and refuge for slaves and all those of low status fleeing from the persecution of those in power, as a reminder that Theseus was a helper and protector of the oppressed while he lived, always willing to assist the suffering who sought his aid. The main and most significant sacrifice held in his honor is celebrated on the eighth day of Pyanepsion, the day he returned with the Athenian youth from Crete. Additionally, they offer sacrifices to him on the eighth day of every month, either because he returned from Troezen on the eighth day of Hecatombaeon, as Diodorus the geographer states, or because that number was considered fitting for him, stemming from the belief that he was born of Neptune, to whom sacrifices are made on the eighth day of each month. The number eight, being the first cube of an even number and double the first square, symbolizes the steadfast and unshakeable power of this god, who is known by the names Asphalius and Gaeiochus, meaning the establisher and supporter of the earth.
ROMULUS
From whom, and for what reason, the city of Rome, a name so great in glory, and famous in the mouths of all men, was so first called, authors do not agree.
From whom, and for what reason, the city of Rome, a name so great in glory and famous in everyone’s conversations, was first called that, authors do not agree.
But the story which is most believed and has the greatest number of vouchers in general outline runs thus: the kings of Alba reigned in lineal descent from Aeneas, and the succession devolved at length upon two brothers, Numitor and Amulius. Amulius proposed to divide things into two equal shares, and set as equivalent to the kingdom the treasure and gold that were brought from Troy. Numitor chose the kingdom; but Amulius, having the money, and being able to do more with that than Numitor, took his kingdom from with great ease, and, fearing lest his daughter might have children who would supplant him, made her a Vestal, bound in that condition forever to live a single and maiden life. This lady some call Ilia, others Rhea, and others Silvia; however, not long after, contrary to the established laws of the Vestals, she had two sons of more than human size and beauty, whom Amulius, becoming yet more alarmed, commanded a servant to take and cast away; this man some call Faustulus, others say Faustulus was the man who brought them up. He put the children, however, in a small trough, and went towards the river with a design to cast them in; but seeing the waters much swollen and coming violently down, was afraid to go nearer, and, dropping the children near the bank, went away. The river overflowing, the flood at last bore up the trough, and, gently wafting it, landed them on a smooth piece of ground, which they now call Cermanus, formerly Germanus, perhaps from "Germani," which signifies brothers.
But the story that is most widely accepted and has the most support in general goes like this: the kings of Alba were direct descendants of Aeneas, and the succession eventually fell to two brothers, Numitor and Amulius. Amulius suggested splitting everything into two equal parts, valuing the treasures and gold from Troy as the equivalent of the kingdom. Numitor chose the kingdom, but Amuliis, having the money and the ability to do more with it than Numitor could, easily took the kingdom from him. Fearing that his daughter might have children who would replace him, he made her a Vestal, forcing her to live a life of perpetual celibacy. This woman is called Ilia by some, Rhea by others, and Silvia by others as well; however, shortly after, contrary to the established laws of the Vestals, she had two sons who were exceptionally large and beautiful. Amulius, increasingly worried, ordered a servant to take the boys away and abandon them. Some call this man Faustulus, while others claim that Faustulus was the one who raised them. The man placed the children in a small trough and headed toward the river with the intention of throwing them in; but seeing the waters swollen and rushing violently, he got scared and left the children near the riverbank. Eventually, as the river overflowed, the flood carried the trough away, gently floating it to a smooth piece of land, which they now call Cermanus, formerly Germanus, possibly named after "Germani," which means brothers.
While the infants lay here, history tells us, a she-wolf nursed them, and a woodpecker constantly fed and watched them. These creatures are esteemed holy to the god Mars; the woodpecker the Latins still especially worship and honor. Which things, as much as any, gave credit to what the mother of the children said, that their father was the god Mars.
While the babies lay here, history tells us, a she-wolf nursed them, and a woodpecker constantly fed and watched over them. These animals are considered sacred to the god Mars; the woodpecker is still especially revered and honored by the Latins. These events, more than anything, supported what their mother claimed, that their father was the god Mars.
Meantime Faustulus, Amulius's swineherd, brought up the children without any man's knowledge; or, as those say who wish to keep closer to probabilities, with the knowledge and secret assistance of Numitor; for it is said, they went to school at Gabii, and were well instructed in letters, and other accomplishments befitting their birth. And they were called Romulus and Remus (from "ruma", the dug), because they were found suckling the wolf. In their very infancy, the size and beauty of their bodies intimated their natural superiority; and when they grew up, they both proved brave and manly, attempting all enterprises that seemed hazardous, and showing in them a courage altogether undaunted. But Romulus seemed rather to act by counsel, and to show the sagacity of a statesman, and in all his dealings with their neighbors, whether relating to feeding of flocks or to hunting, gave the idea of being born rather to rule than to obey. To their comrades and inferiors they were therefore dear; but the king's servants, his bailiffs and overseers, as being in nothing better men than themselves, they despised and slighted, nor were the least concerned at their commands and menaces. They used honest pastimes and liberal studies, not esteeming sloth and idleness honest and liberal, but rather such exercises as hunting and running, repelling robbers, taking of thieves, and delivering the wronged and oppressed from injury. For doing such things, they became famous.
Meanwhile, Faustulus, Amulius's swineherd, raised the children without anyone knowing; or, as some say who want to stick to the facts, with the knowledge and secret help of Numitor. It’s said that they attended school in Gabii and were well-educated in reading and other skills fitting their noble birth. They were named Romulus and Remus (from "ruma," meaning the breast), because they were found suckling a she-wolf. Even as infants, their size and beauty suggested their natural superiority, and as they grew up, they both proved to be brave and manly, undertaking all sorts of risky ventures and showing a fearless courage. But Romulus appeared to act more thoughtfully and demonstrated the wisdom of a statesman. In all his dealings with their neighbors, whether related to grazing flocks or hunting, he gave the impression that he was born to lead rather than follow. For this reason, they were beloved by their peers and subordinates; however, they looked down on the king's servants, bailiffs, and overseers, as they felt they were no better than themselves and were not at all intimidated by their commands and threats. They engaged in honest pastimes and pursued noble studies, viewing laziness and idleness as neither honorable nor noble, but instead focused on activities like hunting and running, fighting off robbers, capturing thieves, and rescuing the wronged and oppressed from harm. For doing such things, they gained fame.
A quarrel occurring betwixt Numitor's and Amulius's cowherds, the latter, not enduring the driving away of their cattle by the others, fell upon them and put them to flight, and rescued the greatest part of the prey. At which Numitor being highly incensed, they little regarded it, but collected and took into their company a number of needy men and runaway slaves,—acts which looked like the first stages of rebellion. It so happened, that when Romulus was attending a sacrifice, being fond of sacred rites and divination, Numitor's herdsmen, meeting with Remus on a journey with few companions, fell upon him, and, after some fighting, took him prisoner, carried him before Numitor, and there accused him. Numitor would not punish him himself, fearing his brother's anger, but went to Amulius and desired justice, as he was Amulius's brother and was affronted by Amulius's servants. The men of Alba likewise resenting the thing, and thinking he had been dishonorably used, Amulius was induced to deliver Remus up into Numitor's hands, to use him as he thought fit. He therefore took and carried him home, and, being struck with admiration of the youth's person, in stature and strength of body exceeding all men, and perceiving in his very countenance the courage and force of his mind, which stood unsubdued and unmoved by his present circumstances, and hearing further that all the enterprises and actions of his life were answerable to what he saw of him, but chiefly, as it seemed, a divine influence aiding and directing the first steps that were to lead to great results, out of the mere thought of his mind, and casually, as it were, he put his hand upon the fact, and, in gentler terms and with a kind aspect, to inspire him with confidence and hope, asked him who he was, and whence he was derived. He, taking heart, spoke thus: "I will hide nothing from you, for you seem to be of a more princely temper than Amulius, in that you give a hearing and examine before you punish, while he condemns before the cause is heard. Formerly, then, we (for we are twins) thought ourselves the sons of Faustulus and Larentia, the king's servants; but since we have been accused and aspersed with calumnies, and brought in peril of our lives here before you, we hear great things of ourselves, the truth of which my present danger is likely to bring to the test. Our birth is said to have been secret, our fostering and nurture in our infancy still more strange; by birds and beasts, to whom we were cast out, we were fed—by the milk of a wolf, and the morsels of a woodpecker, as we lay in a little trough by the side of the river. The trough is still in being, and is preserved, with brass plates round it, and an inscription in letters almost effaced, which may prove hereafter unavailing tokens to our parents when we are dead and gone." Numitor, upon these words, and computing the dates by the young man's looks, slighted not the hope that flattered him, but considered how to come at his daughter privately (for she was still kept under restraint), to talk with her concerning these matters.
A fight broke out between the cowherds of Numitor and Amulius. The latter, unable to tolerate the driving away of their cattle by the former, attacked them, chasing them off and reclaiming most of the stolen livestock. Numitor was very upset about this, but they didn't pay much attention to him; instead, they gathered together a group of needy men and runaway slaves, actions that looked like the early signs of rebellion. It just so happened that while Romulus was attending a sacrifice, which he loved for its rituals and divination, Numitor's herdsmen encountered Remus, who was traveling with only a few companions. They ambushed him and, after a scuffle, captured him, bringing him before Numitor to accuse him. Numitor didn’t want to punish him himself, fearing his brother's anger, so he went to Amulius to seek justice, being Amulius’s brother and claiming he was wronged by Amulius’s servants. The people of Alba were also upset by this situation, feeling he had been treated dishonorably, which led Amulius to hand Remus over to Numitor for him to deal with as he wished. Numitor took Remus home and was struck by the young man's impressive appearance, his stature and strength surpassing everyone. He saw in Remus's face the courage and determination of his spirit, which remained unbroken by his current situation. Furthermore, hearing that all of Remus's life’s actions reflected the strength he saw in him, it seemed that a divine influence was guiding his early steps toward something significant. In a moment of inspiration, Numitor reached out and, with a gentler demeanor, aiming to instill confidence and hope, asked him who he was and where he came from. Remus, encouraged, replied, "I won’t hide anything from you, as you seem more noble than Amulius, considering you listen and evaluate before punishing, while he judges before hearing the case. We (since we are twins) used to believe we were the sons of Faustulus and Larentia, the king's servants; but after being falsely accused and facing danger in front of you, we’ve learned grand things about ourselves, the truth of which my current peril is likely to reveal. Our birth is said to be a secret, and our upbringing even stranger; we were fed by animals—nursed by a she-wolf and given bites of food by a woodpecker, lying in a small trough by the riverbank. The trough still exists, preserved with bronze plates around it, and an inscription in nearly faded letters that may serve as proof of our parentage when we are long gone." Upon hearing this, Numitor, considering the young man's appearance, didn't dismiss the hopeful prospect but thought about how to secretly talk to his daughter (who was still being kept under guard) regarding these matters.
Faustulus, hearing Remus was taken and delivered up, called on Romulus to assist in his rescue, informing him then plainly of the particulars of his birth—not but he had before given hints of it—and told as much as an attentive man might make no small conclusions from; he himself, full of concern and fear of not coming in time, took the trough, and ran instantly to Numitor; but giving a suspicion to some of the king's sentry at his gate, and being gazed upon by them and perplexed with their questions, he let it be seen that he was hiding the trough under his cloak. By chance there was one among them who was at the exposing of the children, and was one employed in the office; he, seeing the trough and knowing it by its make and inscription, guessed at the business, and, without further delay, telling the king of it, brought in the man to be examined. Faustulus, hard beset, did not show himself altogether proof against terror; nor yet was he wholly forced out of all: confessed indeed the children were alive, but lived, he said, as shepherds, a great way from Alba; he himself was going to carry the trough to Ilia, who had often greatly desired and handle it, for a confirmation of her hopes of her children. As men generally do who are troubled in mind and act either in fear or passion, it so fell out Amulius now did; for he sent in haste as a messenger, a man, otherwise honest and friendly to Numitor, with commands to learn from Numitor whether any tidings were come to him of the children's being alive. He, coming and seeing how little Remus wanted of being received into the arms and embraces of Numitor, both gave him surer confidence in his hope, and advised them, with all expedition, to proceed to action; himself too joining and assisting them, and indeed, had they wished it, the time would not have let them demur. For Romulus was now come very near, and many of the citizens, out of fear and hatred of Amulius, were running out to join him; besides, he brought great forces with him, dividing into companies, each of an hundred men, every captain carrying a small bundle of grass and shrubs tied to a pole. The Latins call such bundles "manipuli," and from hence it is that in their armies still they call their captains "manipulares." Remus rousing the citizens within to revolt, and Romulus making attacks from without, the tyrant, not knowing either what to do, or what expedient to think of for his security, in this perplexity and confusion was taken and put to death. This narrative, for the most part given by Fabius and Diocles of Peparethos, who seem to be the earliest historians of the foundation of Rome, is suspected by some because of its dramatic and fictitious appearance; but it would not wholly be disbelieved, if men would remember what a poet Fortune sometimes shows herself, and consider that the Roman power would hardly have reached so high a pitch without a divinely ordered origin, attended with great and extraordinary circumstances.
Faustulus, hearing that Remus had been captured and delivered, called on Romulus to help rescue him, clearly explaining the details of his birth—not that he hadn't hinted at it before—and he shared enough for an observant person to draw significant conclusions. Filled with concern and worried about not arriving in time, he took the trough and rushed to Numitor. However, some of the king's guards at the gate became suspicious, staring at him and bombarding him with questions, making it obvious that he was trying to hide the trough under his cloak. By chance, one of the guards had been involved in the exposure of the children and recognized the trough by its design and marking. He quickly informed the king and brought Faustulus in for questioning. Faced with a tough situation, Faustulus didn’t completely hide his fear, but he wasn’t entirely overwhelmed either; he admitted that the children were alive, but claimed they lived as shepherds far from Alba. He said he was on his way to deliver the trough to Ilia, who had often longed for it as a reassurance of her hopes about her children. In a moment of anxiety and panic, Amulius acted hastily; he sent a trustworthy messenger to Numitor, asking if he had any news about the children being alive. When the messenger arrived and saw how close Remus was to being welcomed by Numitor, he gave them stronger hope and urged them to act quickly; he even joined in to help them, and honestly, if they had wanted to, there wouldn't have been a delay. Romulus was getting very close now, and many citizens, driven by fear and hatred of Amulius, were rushing to join him. Additionally, he brought a large force with him, organized into groups of a hundred men, each captain carrying a small bundle of grass and shrubs tied to a pole. The Latins refer to such bundles as "manipuli," and that's why they still call their leaders "manipulares." With Remus urging the citizens to revolt from within and Romulus attacking from outside, the tyrant was left confused and unsure of what to do or how to secure himself; in this chaos, he was captured and executed. This account, mainly provided by Fabius and Diocles of Peparethos—who appear to be the earliest historians of Rome’s founding—has been questioned by some due to its dramatic and fictional elements. However, it wouldn’t be entirely dismissed if people remembered that Fortune sometimes plays in poetic ways and recognized that the Roman power likely wouldn’t have reached such great heights without a divinely ordered beginning, accompanied by remarkable and extraordinary events.
Amulius now being dead and matters quietly disposed, the two brothers would neither dwell in Alba without governing there, nor take the government into their own hands during the life of their grandfather. Having therefore delivered the dominion up into his hands, and paid their mother befitting honor, they resolved to live by themselves, and build a city in the same place where they were in their infancy brought up. This seems the most honorable reason for their departure; though perhaps it was necessary, having such a body of slaves and fugitives collected about them, either to come to nothing by dispersing them, or if not so, then to live with them elsewhere. For that the inhabitants of Alba did not think fugitives worthy of being received and incorporated as citizens among them plainly appears from the matter of the women, an attempt made not wantonly, but of necessity, because they could not get wives by good-will. For they certainly paid unusual respect and honor to those whom they thus forcibly seized.
Amulius was now dead, and things were settled. The two brothers didn't want to stay in Alba without ruling, nor did they want to take control while their grandfather was still alive. So, they handed over the power to him and gave their mother the respect she deserved. They decided to live on their own and build a city in the same place where they had grown up as children. This seems like the most honorable reason for their departure; however, it was likely necessary, since they had a large group of slaves and fugitives around them. They either had to disperse them or find a new place to live with them. The people of Alba clearly did not think the fugitives were worthy of being accepted as citizens, as evidenced by the situation with the women. This wasn't a random act but a necessity because they couldn't find wives through mutual agreement. They certainly showed unusual respect and honor to those whom they had taken by force.
Not long after the first foundation of the city, they opened a sanctuary of refuge for all fugitives, which they called the temple of the god Asylaeus, where they received and protected all, delivering none back, neither the servant to his master, the debtor to his creditor, nor the murderer into the hands of the magistrate, saying it was a privileged place, and they could so maintain it by an order of the holy oracle; insomuch that the city grew presently very populous, for, they say, it consisted at first of no more than a thousand houses. But of that hereafter.
Not long after the city was first established, they created a sanctuary for all refugees, which they named the temple of the god Asylaeus. Here, they welcomed and protected everyone, refusing to return anyone—neither a servant to their master, a debtor to their creditor, nor a murderer to the authorities. They claimed it was a sacred place, and they could uphold this by a decree from the holy oracle. Because of this, the city quickly became very populated, as it initially had no more than a thousand houses. More on that later.
Their minds being fully bent upon building, there arose presently a difference about the place where. Romulus chose what was called Roma Quadrata, or the Square Rome, and would have the city there. Remus laid out a piece of ground on the Aventine Mount, well fortified by nature, which was from him called Remonium, but now Rignarium. Concluding at last to decide the contest by a divination from a flight of birds, and placing themselves apart at some distance, Remus, they say, saw six vultures, and Romulus double the number; others say Remus did truly see his number, and that Romulus feigned his, but, when Remus came to him, that then he did, indeed, see twelve. Hence it is that the Romans, in their divinations from birds, chiefly regard the vulture, though Herodorus Ponticus relates that Hercules was always very joyful when a vulture appeared to him upon any occasion. For it is a creature the least hurtful of any, pernicious neither to corn, fruit-tree, nor cattle; it preys only on carrion, and never kills or hurts any living thing; and as for birds, it touches not them, though they are dead, as being of its own species, whereas eagles, owls, and hawks mangle and kill their own fellow-creatures; yet, as Aeschylus says,—
Their minds were completely focused on building, and soon a disagreement arose about the location. Romulus chose what was called Roma Quadrata, or Square Rome, and wanted the city to be there. Remus picked a piece of land on the Aventine Hill, which was naturally well-fortified, and named it Remonium, now known as Rignarium. Eventually, they decided to settle the dispute through a divination based on bird flights. They positioned themselves apart from each other, and Remus reportedly saw six vultures, while Romulus claimed to see twelve. Some say Remus genuinely saw his number, while Romulus made up his count, but when Remus joined him, he supposedly saw twelve. This is why the Romans primarily considered the vulture when practicing bird divination, although Herodorus Ponticus mentions that Hercules was always very pleased when a vulture appeared to him. The vulture is the least harmful creature; it doesn't harm crops, fruit trees, or livestock and only feeds on carrion, never killing or hurting anything alive. As for other birds, it doesn’t touch even dead ones, as they are of its own kind, while eagles, owls, and hawks kill their own species. Yet, as Aeschylus says,—
What bird is clean that preys on fellow bird?
What kind of bird is clean that hunts other birds?
Besides, all other birds are, so to say, never out of our eyes; they let themselves be seen of us continually; but a vulture is a very rare sight, and you can seldom meet with a man that has seen their young; their rarity and infrequency has raised a strange opinion in some, that they come to us from some other world; as soothsayers ascribe a divine origination to all things not produced either of nature or of themselves.
Besides, all other birds are pretty much always in view; they let us see them all the time. But a vulture is a very rare sight, and you can hardly find someone who has seen their young. Their rarity has led some people to believe that they come from another world, similar to how fortune tellers attribute a divine origin to things that don’t come from nature or themselves.
When Remus knew the cheat, he was much displeased; and as Romulus was casting up a ditch, where he designed the foundation of the city wall, he turned some pieces of the work to ridicule, and obstructed others: at last, as he was in contempt leaping over it, some say Romulus himself struck him, others Celer, one of his companions; he fell, however, and in the scuffle Faustulus also was slain, and Plistinus, who, being Faustulus's brother, story tells us, helped to bring up Romulus. Celer upon this fled instantly into Tuscany, and from him the Romans call all men that are swift of foot Celeres; and because Quintus Metellus, at his father's funeral, in a few days' time gave the people a show of gladiators, admiring his expedition in getting it ready, they gave him the name of Celer.
When Remus found out about the trick, he was really upset; and while Romulus was digging a ditch to build the city wall, he mocked some parts of the work and messed up others. Finally, as he contemptuously jumped over it, some say Romulus himself hit him, while others say it was Celer, one of his friends. Anyway, he fell, and during the struggle, Faustulus was killed, as well as Plistinus, who was Faustulus's brother and helped raise Romulus. After this, Celer quickly ran away to Tuscany, and because of him, the Romans started calling all fast runners "Celeres." Additionally, when Quintus Metellus arranged a gladiator show shortly after his father's funeral, people admired how quickly he organized it and gave him the name Celer.
Romulus, having buried his brother Remus, together with his two foster-fathers, on the mount Remonia, set to building his city; and sent for men out of Tuscany, who directed him by sacred usages and written rules in all the ceremonies to be observed, as in a religious rite. First, they dug a round trench about that which is now the Comitium, or Court of Assembly and into it solemnly threw the first-fruits of all things either good by custom or necessary by nature; lastly, every man taking a small piece of earth of the country from whence he came, they all threw them in promiscuously together. This trench they call, as they do the heavens, Mundus; making which their centre, they described the city in a circle round it. Then the founder fitted to a plough, a bronze ploughshare, and, yoking together a bull and a cow, drove himself a deep line or furrow round the bounds; while the business of those that followed after was to see that whatever earth was thrown up should be turned all inwards towards the city, and not to let any clod lie outside. With this line they described the wall, and called it, by a contradiction, Pomoerium, that is, "post murum," after or beside the wall; and where they designed to make a gate, there they took out the share, carried the plough over, and left a space; for which reason they consider the whole wall as holy, except where the gates are; for had they adjudged them also sacred, they could not, without offence to religion, have given free ingress and egress for the necessaries of human life, some of which are in themselves unclean.
Romulus, after burying his brother Remus along with his two foster fathers on Mount Remonia, began to build his city. He called for men from Tuscany, who guided him through sacred traditions and written rules for all the ceremonies that needed to be followed like a religious rite. First, they dug a round trench around what is now the Comitium, or Court of Assembly, and solemnly threw into it the first fruits of everything considered good by tradition or necessary by nature. Finally, each person took a small piece of earth from their homeland and tossed it in together. They called this trench, just like the heavens, Mundus; using this as their center, they outlined the city in a circle around it. Then, the founder attached a bronze plowshare to a plow, and by yoking a bull and a cow together, he plowed a deep line or furrow around the boundaries. The job of those who followed was to ensure that any earth dug up was turned inward toward the city and that no clods remained outside. This line defined the wall, which they called, contradictorily, Pomoerium, meaning "post murum," or "after the wall." Where they intended to create a gate, they removed the plowshare, carried the plow over, and left a gap; for this reason, they consider the entire wall sacred, except where the gates are located. If they had deemed the gates sacred too, they couldn’t, without offending their religion, allow free entry and exit for the necessities of human life, some of which are inherently unclean.
As for the day they began to build the city, it is universally agreed to have been the twenty-first of April, and that day the Romans annually keep holy, calling it their country's birthday. At first, they say, they sacrificed no living creatures on this day, thinking it fit to preserve the feast of their country's birthday pure and without stain of blood. Yet before ever the city was built, there was a feast of herdsmen and shepherds kept on this day, which went by the name of Palilia. The Roman and Greek months have now little or no agreement; they say, however, the day on which Romulus began to build was quite certainly the thirtieth of the month, at which time there was an eclipse of the sun which they conceive to be that seen by Antimachus, the Teian poet, in the third year of the sixth Olympiad. In the times of Varro the philosopher, a man deeply read in Roman history, lived one Tarrutius, his familiar acquaintance, a good philosopher and mathematician, and one, too, that out of curiosity had studied the way of drawing schemes and tables, and was thought to be a proficient in the art; to him Varro propounded to cast Romulus's nativity, even to the first day and hour, making his deductions from the several events of the man's life which he should be informed of, exactly as in working back a geometrical problem; for it belonged, he said, to the same science both to foretell a man's life by knowing the time of his birth, and also to find out his birth by the knowledge of his life. This task Tarrutius undertook, and first looking into the actions and casualties of the man, together with the time of his life and manner of his death, and then comparing all these remarks together, he very confidently and positively pronounced that Romulus was born the twenty-first day of the month Thoth, about sun-rising; and that the first stone of Rome was laid by him the ninth day of the month Pharmuthi, between the second and third hour. For the fortunes of cities as well as of men, they think, have their certain periods of time prefixed, which may be collected and foreknown from the position of the stars at their first foundation. But these and the like relations may perhaps not so much take and delight the reader with their novelty and curiosity as offend him by their extravagance.
As for the day they started building the city, it's widely accepted to be April 21st, a day that the Romans celebrate every year as their nation's birthday. Initially, they didn't sacrifice any animals on this day, believing it was important to keep the celebration of their country's birthday clean and untainted by blood. However, before the city was established, a festival for herders and shepherds, called Palilia, was already celebrated on this day. The Roman and Greek calendars don't quite match up anymore; still, they claim that the day Romulus began the build was definitely the 30th of the month, during which there was a solar eclipse that they believe was the one seen by Antimachus, the poet from Teos, in the third year of the sixth Olympiad. In the time of Varro, the philosopher and a scholar of Roman history, lived a man named Tarrutius, who was a close friend of Varro. He was a solid philosopher and mathematician, and out of curiosity, he had studied how to create charts and tables, gaining a reputation for his skill in this area. Varro asked him to create a natal chart for Romulus, right down to the exact day and hour, deriving his insights from various known events in Romulus's life, much like solving a geometric problem in reverse; he believed that the same science could predict a person's life by understanding their birth time and could also reveal someone's birth by analyzing their life. Tarrutius took on this challenge, first examining Romulus's actions and circumstances, along with the timing of his life and manner of death, and then he compared all these notes. He confidently determined that Romulus was born on the 21st day of the month Thoth, just around sunrise; and that he laid the first stone of Rome on the 9th day of the month Pharmuthi, between the second and third hour. They believe that the fates of cities, just like those of people, have certain time frames set, which can be gathered and predicted by the alignment of stars at their inception. However, stories like these might not entertain the reader with their uniqueness, but rather irritate them with their absurdity.
The city now being built, Romulus enlisted all that were of age to bear arms into military companies, each company consisting of three thousand footmen and three hundred horse. These companies were called legions, because they were the choicest and most select of the people for fighting men. The rest of the multitude he called the people; an hundred of the most eminent he chose for counselors; these he styled patricians, and their assembly the senate, which signifies a council of elders.
The city being built now, Romulus gathered all who were of age to fight into military units, each unit made up of three thousand infantry and three hundred cavalry. These units were called legions because they were the best and most elite warriors. The rest of the crowd he referred to as the people; he selected one hundred of the most distinguished to be his advisors; he called them patricians, and their gathering the senate, which means a council of elders.
In the fourth month after the city was built, as Fabius writes, the adventure of stealing the women was attempted. It would seem that, observing his city to be filled by a confluence of foreigners, few of whom had wives, and that the multitude in general, consisting of a mixture of mean and obscure men, fell under contempt, and seemed to be of no long continuance together, and hoping farther, after the women were appeased, to make this injury in some measure an occasion of confederacy and mutual commerce with the Sabines, Romulus took in his hand this exploit after this manner. First, he gave it out that he had found an altar of a certain god hid under ground, perhaps the equestrian Neptune, for the altar is kept covered in the Circus Maximus at all other times, and only at horse-races is exposed to public view. Upon discovery of this altar, Romulus, by proclamation, appointed a day for a splendid sacrifice, and for public games and shows, to entertain all sorts of people; many flocked thither, and he himself sat in front, amidst his nobles, clad in purple. Now the signal for their falling on was to be whenever he rose and gathered up his robe and threw it over his body; his men stood all ready armed, with their eyes intent upon him, and when the sign was given, drawing their swords and falling on with a great shout, they stole away the daughters of the Sabines, the men themselves flying without any let or hindrance. Some say there were but thirty taken, and from Curiae or Fraternities were named; but Valerius Antias says five hundred and twenty seven, Juba, six hundred and eighty-three.
In the fourth month after the city was built, as Fabius writes, there was an attempt to abduct the women. It appears that, noticing his city filled with a mix of foreigners, most of whom didn’t have wives, and observing that the crowd, made up of common and obscure people, was looked down upon and seemed unlikely to last together for long, Romulus took this opportunity. He hoped that, after the women were settled, this act could foster a kind of alliance and trade with the Sabines. Romulus approached the plan this way: he first claimed to have discovered an altar of a certain god hidden underground, possibly equestrian Neptune, since the altar is kept covered at the Circus Maximus except during horse races when it is displayed. After finding this altar, Romulus announced a day for a grand sacrifice along with public games and shows to attract all kinds of people; many came, and he himself sat at the front with his nobles, dressed in purple. The signal to strike was for him to rise, gather his robe, and drape it over himself. His men were ready and alert, waiting for the cue; when it was given, they drew their swords and charged with a loud shout, abducting the daughters of the Sabines while the men fled without any resistance. Some say only thirty were taken, each from different Curiae or fraternities; however, Valerius Antias claims there were five hundred and twenty-seven, while Juba says there were six hundred and eighty-three.
It continues a custom at this very day for the bride not of herself to pass her husband's threshold, but to be lifted over, in memory that the Sabine virgins were carried in by violence, and did not go in of their own free will. Some say, too, the custom of parting the bride's hair with the head of a spear was in token their marriages began at first by war and acts of hostility.
It remains a tradition even today for the bride not to cross her husband's threshold on her own, but to be carried over, to remember that the Sabine women were abducted by force and did not enter willingly. Some also say that the tradition of parting the bride's hair with the tip of a spear symbolizes that their marriages originally began with war and acts of aggression.
The Sabines were a numerous and martial people, but lived in small, unfortified villages, as it befitted, they thought, a colony of the Lacedaemonians to be bold and fearless; nevertheless, seeing themselves bound by such hostages to their good behavior, and being solicitous for their daughters, they sent ambassadors to Romulus with fair and equitable requests, that he would return their young women and recall that act of violence, and afterwards, by persuasion and lawful means, seek friendly correspondence between both nations. Romulus would not part with the young women, yet proposed to the Sabines to enter into an alliance with them; upon which point some consulted and demurred long, but Acron, king of the Ceninenses, a man of high spirit and a good warrior, who had all along a jealousy of Romulus's bold attempts, and considering particularly from this exploit upon the women that he was growing formidable to all people, and indeed insufferable, were he not chastised, first rose up in arms, and with a powerful army advanced against him. Romulus likewise prepared to receive him; but when they came within sight and viewed each other, they made a challenge to fight a single duel, the armies standing by under arms, without participation. And Romulus, making a vow to Jupiter, if he should conquer, to carry himself, and dedicate his adversary's armor to his honor, overcame him in combat, and, a battle ensuing, routed his army also, and then took his city; but did those he found in it no injury, only commanded them to demolish the place and attend him to Rome, there to be admitted to all the privileges of citizens. And indeed there was nothing did more advance the greatness of Rome, than that she did always unite and incorporate those whom she conquered into herself. Romulus, that he might perform his vow in the most acceptable manner to Jupiter, and withal make the pomp of it delightful to the eye of the city, cut down a tall oak which he saw growing in the camp, which he trimmed to the shape of a trophy, and fastened on it Acron's whole suit of armor disposed in proper form; then he himself, girding his clothes about him, and crowning his head with a laurel-garland, his hair gracefully flowing, carried the trophy resting erect upon his right shoulder, and so marched on, singing songs of triumph, and his whole army following after, the citizens all receiving him with acclamations of joy and wonder. The procession of this day was the origin and model of all after triumphs. But the statues of Romulus in triumph are, as may be seen in Rome, all on foot.
The Sabines were a large and warlike people, but they lived in small, unfortified villages, believing it was fitting for a colony of the Lacedaemonians to be bold and brave. However, feeling restrained by their hostages and being concerned about their daughters, they sent ambassadors to Romulus with fair and reasonable requests, asking him to return their young women and reverse that act of violence, and afterwards, to seek peaceful relations between both nations through persuasion and lawful means. Romulus refused to part with the young women but proposed an alliance with the Sabines; on this matter, some hesitated and debated for a long time. However, Acron, the king of the Ceninenses, a proud man and a skilled warrior, who had always felt jealous of Romulus’s bold actions, saw that with this act regarding the women, Romulus was becoming a significant threat to everyone. Believing he needed to be stopped, Acron took up arms and, with a strong army, marched against him. Romulus prepared to meet him as well, but when they came into view of each other, they agreed to fight a single duel, with their armies standing by ready but not intervening. Romulus vowed to Jupiter that if he won, he would dedicate his opponent's armor to him. He defeated Acron in combat, and in the ensuing battle, routed his army and took his city. However, he harmed none of the people he found there; instead, he ordered them to tear down the city and follow him to Rome, where they would be granted all the rights of citizens. In fact, nothing contributed more to the rise of Rome than her practice of uniting and incorporating those she conquered. To fulfill his vow to Jupiter in the best way and make the event visually impressive for the city, Romulus cut down a tall oak he saw growing in the camp, shaped it like a trophy, and fastened Acron's complete suit of armor on it in an organized manner. Then, he girded his clothes, crowned his head with a laurel wreath, letting his hair flow elegantly, and carried the trophy upright on his right shoulder, marching on while singing triumph songs, his entire army following him, with the citizens welcoming him with cheers of joy and amazement. This day’s procession became the foundation and model for all future triumphs. However, the statues of Romulus in triumph, as can be seen in Rome, are all depicted on foot.
After the overthrow of the Ceninensians, the other Sabines still protracting the time in preparations, the people of Fidenae, Crustumerium, and Antemna, joined their forces against the Romans; they in like manner were defeated in battle, and surrendered up to Romulus their cities to be seized, their lands and territories to be divided, and themselves to be transplanted to Rome. All the lands which Romulus acquired he distributed among the citizens, except only what the parents of the stolen virgins had; these he suffered to possess their own. The rest of the Sabines, enraged thereat, choosing Tatius their captain, marched straight against Rome. The city was almost inaccessible, having for its fortress that which is now the Capitol, where a strong guard was placed, and Tarpeius their captain. But Tarpeia, daughter to the captain, coveting the golden bracelets she saw them wear, betrayed the fort into the Sabines' hands, and asked, in reward of her treachery, the things they wore on their left arms. Tatius conditioning thus with her, in the night she opened one of the gates and received the Sabines in. And truly Antigonus, it would seem, was not solitary in saying he loved betrayers, but hated those who had betrayed; nor Caesar, who told Rhymitalces the Thracian that he loved the treason, but hated the traitor; but it is the general feeling of all who have occasion for wicked men's services, as people have for the poison of venomous beasts; they are glad of them while they are of use, and abhor their baseness when it is over. And so did Tatius behave towards Tarpeia, for he commanded the Sabines, in regard to their contract, not to refuse her the least part of what they wore on their left arms; and he himself first took his bracelet off his arm, and threw that, together with his buckler, at her; and all the rest following, she, being borne down and quite buried with the multitude of gold and their shields, died under the weight and pressure of them; Tarpeius also himself, being prosecuted by Romulus, was found guilty of treason, and that part of the Capitol they still call the Tarpeian Rock, from which they used to cast down malefactors.
After the overthrow of the Ceninensians, the other Sabines, delaying their preparations, formed an alliance with the people of Fidenae, Crustumerium, and Antemna to fight against the Romans. They were similarly defeated in battle and surrendered their cities to Romulus, who seized them, divided their lands and territories, and relocated them to Rome. Romulus allocated all the lands he acquired among the citizens, except for the properties of the parents of the abducted virgins, which he allowed them to keep. The remaining Sabines, furious about this, chose Tatius as their leader and marched directly toward Rome. The city was nearly unreachable, fortified by what is now the Capitol, where a strong guard was stationed under Captain Tarpeius. However, Tarpeia, the captain's daughter, desiring the golden bracelets she saw the Sabines wear, betrayed the fort to them in exchange for the items they wore on their left arms. Tatius agreed to her terms, and that night she opened one of the gates to let the Sabines in. It seems Antigonus was not alone in saying he loved traitors but hated the betrayed; nor was Caesar, who told Rhymitalces the Thracian that he admired the treason but despised the traitor. This sentiment is common among those who rely on the services of wicked individuals, much like needing the poison of venomous creatures; people are grateful for them while they’re useful but revile their treachery once it’s over. Tatius acted similarly toward Tarpeia, commanding the Sabines not to deny her anything they wore on their left arms as per their agreement. He himself was the first to remove his bracelet and threw it, along with his shield, at her. The others followed suit, and overwhelmed by the weight of the gold and shields, she died beneath them. Tarpeius was later prosecuted by Romulus and found guilty of treason, and the part of the Capitol is still known as the Tarpeian Rock, from which malefactors were thrown.
The Sabines being possessed of the hill, Romulus, in great fury, bade them battle, and Tatius was confident to accept it. There were many brief conflicts, we may suppose, but the most memorable was the last, in which Romulus having received a wound on his head by a stone, and being almost felled to the ground by it, and disabled, the Romans gave way, and, being driven out of the level ground, fled towards the Palatium. Romulus, by this time recovering from his wound a little, turned about to renew the battle, and, facing the fliers, with a loud voice encouraged them to stand and fight. But being overborne with numbers, and nobody daring to face about, stretching out his hands to heaven, he prayed to Jupiter to stop the army, and not to neglect but maintain the Roman cause, now in extreme danger. The prayer was no sooner made than shame and respect for their king checked many; the fears of the fugitives changed suddenly into confidence. The place they first stood at was where now is the temple of Jupiter Stator (which may be translated the Stayer); there they rallied again into ranks, and repulsed the Sabines to the place called now Regia, and to the temple of Vesta; where both parties, preparing to begin a second battle, were prevented by a spectacle, strange to behold, and defying description. For the daughters of the Sabines, who had been carried off, came running, in great confusion, some on this side, some on that, with miserable cries and lamentations, like creatures possessed, in the midst of the army, and among the dead bodies, to come at their husbands and their fathers, some with their young babes in their arms, others their hair loose about their ears, but all calling, now upon the Sabines, now upon the Romans, in the most tender and endearing words. Hereupon both melted into compassion, and fell back, to make room for them betwixt the armies. The sight of the women carried sorrow and commiseration upon both sides into the hearts of all, but still more their words, which began with expostulation and upbraiding, and ended with entreaty and supplication.
The Sabines had taken the hill, and in a fit of rage, Romulus challenged them to battle, which Tatius eagerly accepted. There were probably many brief skirmishes, but the most significant was the last one. Romulus was struck on the head by a stone and nearly knocked to the ground, which caused the Romans to retreat, fleeing towards the Palatium. By this time, Romulus had partially recovered from his injury and turned around to re-engage in battle. Facing the retreating soldiers, he loudly urged them to stand firm and fight. However, overwhelmed by the enemy, no one dared to turn back. With his hands raised to heaven, he prayed to Jupiter to halt the attacking army and to support the Roman cause, which was in grave danger. As soon as he finished his prayer, shame and respect for their king inspired many to stay, and the fleeing soldiers quickly regained their confidence. The spot where they first rallied is now where the temple of Jupiter Stator stands; there they formed ranks again and pushed the Sabines back to the area now known as Regia and the temple of Vesta. Just as both sides were getting ready for a second battle, an astonishing and indescribable sight interrupted them. The kidnapped daughters of the Sabines came running into the fray, calling out in distress, some on one side, others on the other, with cries and wails as if they were possessed. They rushed through the ranks and among the fallen, trying to reach their husbands and fathers, some holding their young children, others with their hair disheveled, but all pleading in the most heartfelt and affectionate words. This sight made everyone on both sides soften with compassion, prompting them to step back and make space between the armies. The presence of these women brought sorrow and pity to all, but even more so their words, which began with reproaches and ended in pleas and supplications.
"Wherein," say they, "have we injured or offended you, as to deserve such sufferings, past and present? We were ravished away unjustly and violently by those whose now we are; that being done, we were so long neglected by our fathers, our brothers, and countrymen, that time, having now by the strictest bonds united us to those we once mortally hated, has made it impossible for us not to tremble at the danger and weep at the death of the very men who once used violence to us. You did not come to vindicate our honor, while we were virgins, against our assailants; but do come now to force away wives from their husbands and mothers from their children, a succor more grievous to its wretched objects than the former betrayal and neglect of them. Which shall we call the worst, their love-making or your compassion? If you were making war upon any other occasion, for our sakes you ought to withhold your hands from those to whom we have made you fathers-in-law and grandsires. If it be for our own cause, then take us, and with us your sons-in-law and grandchildren. Restore to us our parents and kindred, but do not rob us of our children and husbands. Make us not, we entreat you, twice captives." Having spoken many such words as these, and earnestly praying, a truce was made, and the chief officers came to a parley; the women, in the meantime, brought and presented their husbands and children to their fathers and brothers; gave those that wanted, meat and drink, and carried the wounded home to be cured, and showed also how much they governed within doors, and how indulgent their husbands were to them, in demeaning themselves towards them with all kindness and respect imaginable. Upon this, conditions were agreed upon, that what women pleased might stay where they were, exempt from all drudgery and labor but spinning; that the Romans and Sabines should inhabit the city together; that the city should be called Rome, from Romulus; but the Romans, Quirites, from the country of Tatius; and that they both should govern and command in common. The place of the ratification is still called Comitium, from "coire," to meet.
"Where have we wronged or offended you to deserve such sufferings, both past and present? We were taken from you unjustly and violently by those we are now connected to; after that, we were neglected for so long by our fathers, brothers, and fellow countrymen that time, having tightly bonded us to those we once despised, has made it impossible for us not to feel fear at the danger and sorrow at the death of the very men who once harmed us. You did not step in to defend our honor while we were innocent against our attackers, but now you come to separate wives from their husbands and mothers from their children—a rescue that is more painful for those in despair than the previous betrayal and neglect. Which should we consider worse, their pursuit of love or your compassion? If you were going to war for any other reason, for our sake you should keep your hands off those to whom we have made you fathers-in-law and grandfathers. If this fight is truly about us, then take us, along with your sons-in-law and grandchildren. Restore our parents and family to us, but do not take away our children and husbands. Please, do not make us captives twice." After saying many more words like these and pleading earnestly, a truce was established, and the chief officers came to negotiate; meanwhile, the women brought and presented their husbands and children to their fathers and brothers, provided food and drink for those in need, and took the wounded home to recover, showing how much they managed things at home and how kind their husbands were, treating them with all possible kindness and respect. Because of this, conditions were agreed upon: any women who wished could stay where they were, exempt from all hard labor except spinning; the Romans and Sabines would share the city; the city would be named Rome, after Romulus; the Romans would be called Quirites, after the country of Tatius; and both groups would rule together. The place where the agreement was made is still called Comitium, from "coire," which means to meet.
The city thus being doubled in number, an hundred of the Sabines were elected senators, and the legions were increased to six thousand foot and six hundred horse; then they divided the people into three tribes: the first, from Romulus, named Ramnenses; the second, from Tatius, Tatienses; the third, Luceres, from the "lucus," or grove, where the Asylum stood, whither many fled for sanctuary, and were received into the city. And that they were just three, the very name of "tribe" and "tribune" seems to show. Then they constituted many things in honor to the women, such as to give them the way wherever they met them; to speak no ill word in their presence; that their children should wear an ornament about their necks called the "bulla" (because it was like a bubble), and the "praetexta," a gown edged with purple.
The population of the city therefore doubled, with a hundred Sabines elected as senators, and the legions increased to six thousand infantry and six hundred cavalry. They then divided the people into three tribes: the first, from Romulus, called Ramnenses; the second, from Tatius, Tatienses; the third, Luceres, named after the grove, or "lucus," where the Asylum was located, where many took refuge and were welcomed into the city. The fact that there were exactly three tribes is reflected in the names "tribe" and "tribune." They established several honors for the women, such as giving them the right of way whenever they encountered them; refraining from speaking ill in their presence; and ensuring that their children wore a necklace called the "bulla" (because it resembled a bubble) and a purple-edged gown known as the "praetexta."
The princes did not immediately join in council together, but at first each met with his own hundred; afterwards all assembled together. Tatius dwelt where now the temple of Moneta stands, and Romulus, close by the steps, as they call them, of the Fair Shore, near the descent from the Mount Palatine to the Circus Maximus. There, they say, grew the holy cornel tree, of which they report that Romulus once, to try his strength, threw a dart from the Aventine Mount, the staff of which was made of cornel, which struck so deep into the ground that no one of many that tried could pluck it up; and the soil, being fertile, gave nourishment to the wood, which sent forth branches, and produced a cornel-stock of considerable bigness. This did posterity preserve and worship as one of the most sacred things; and therefore, walled it about; and if to any one it appeared not green nor flourishing, but inclining to pine and wither, he immediately made outcry to all he met, and they, like people hearing of a house on fire, with one accord would cry for water, and run from all parts with bucketfuls to the place. But when Gaius Caesar they say, was repairing the steps about it, some of the laborers digging too close, the roots were destroyed, and the tree withered.
The princes didn't meet in council right away; first, each one gathered with his own group of a hundred. Later, they all came together. Tatius lived where the temple of Moneta now stands, and Romulus was nearby, close to the steps, as they're called, of the Fair Shore, near the slope from the Palatine Hill down to the Circus Maximus. It's said that there grew a sacred cornel tree, where Romulus once, to test his strength, threw a dart made of cornel wood from the Aventine Hill. The dart struck so deeply into the ground that no one could pull it out, no matter how many tried. The rich soil nourished the wood, which grew branches and produced a sizable cornel tree. Later generations honored and revered it as one of the holiest things, so they built a wall around it. If anyone noticed it looking sickly or not thriving, they would immediately shout to everyone they encountered, and like people hearing of a fire, they would all cry for water and rush from all around with buckets to help. But when Gaius Caesar was fixing the steps around it, some laborers dug too close, damaging the roots, and the tree eventually withered.
The Sabines adopted the Roman months, of which whatever is remarkable is mentioned in the Life of Numa. Romulus, on the other hand, adopted their long shields, and changed his own armor and that of all the Romans, who before wore round targets of the Argive pattern. Feasts and sacrifices they partook of in common, not abolishing any which either nation observed before, and instituting several new ones. This, too, is observable as a singular thing in Romulus, that he appointed no punishment for real parricide, but called all murder so, thinking the one an accursed thing, but the other a thing impossible; and for a long time, his judgement seemed to have been right; for in almost six hundred years together, nobody committed the like in Rome; Lucius Hostius, after the wars of Hannibal, is recorded to have been the first parricide. Let thus much suffice concerning these matters.
The Sabines adopted the Roman calendar, which is noted in the Life of Numa. In contrast, Romulus took their long shields and changed his armor as well as that of all the Romans, who previously used round shields of the Argive style. They shared in feasts and sacrifices, keeping the ones each nation had before and introducing several new ones. It's also notable about Romulus that he set no punishment for actual parricide, labeling all murder as such, considering one to be a terrible crime and the other impossible; for a long time, his judgment appeared correct, as no one committed such a crime in Rome for almost six hundred years. Lucius Hostius is noted as the first parricide after the wars with Hannibal. That much should suffice regarding these matters.
In the fifth year of the reign of Tatius, some of his friends and kinsmen, meeting ambassadors coming from Laurentum to Rome, attempted on the road to take away their money by force, and, upon their resistance, killed them. So great a villany having been committed, Romulus thought the malefactors ought at once to be punished, but Tatius shuffled off and deferred the execution of it; and this one thing was the beginning of an open quarrel betwixt them; in all other respects they were very careful of their conduct, and administered affairs together with great unanimity. The relations of the slain, being debarred of lawful satisfaction by reason of Tatius, fell upon him as he was sacrificing with Romulus at Lavinium, and slew him; but escorted Romulus home, commending and extolling him for just a prince. Romulus took the body of Tatius, and buried it very splendidly in the Aventine Mount.
In the fifth year of Tatius's reign, some of his friends and relatives, encountering ambassadors traveling from Laurentum to Rome, tried to rob them on the road, and when the ambassadors resisted, they killed them. After such a terrible act, Romulus believed the wrongdoers should be punished immediately, but Tatius procrastinated the punishment, which sparked an open conflict between them. In every other matter, they were quite careful and worked together with great harmony. The relatives of the murdered ambassadors, unable to get justice because of Tatius, attacked him while he was sacrificing with Romulus at Lavinium and killed him; they then escorted Romulus home, praising him as a fair prince. Romulus took Tatius's body and gave him a grand burial on the Aventine Hill.
The Roman cause daily gathering strength, their weaker neighbors shrunk away, and were thankful to be left untouched; but the stronger, out of fear or envy, thought they ought not to give away to Romulus, but to curb and put a stop to his growing greatness. The first were the Veientes, a people of Tuscany, who had large possessions, and dwelt in a spacious city; they took occasion to commence a war, by claiming Fidenae as belonging to them. But being scornfully retorted upon by Romulus in his answers, they divided themselves into two bodies; with one they attacked the garrison of Fidenae, the other marched against Romulus; that which went against Fidenae got the victory, and slew two thousand Romans; the other was worsted by Romulus, with the loss of eight thousand men. A fresh battle was fought near Fidenae, and here all men acknowledge the day's success to have been chiefly the work of Romulus himself, who showed the highest skill as well as courage, and seemed to manifest a strength and swiftness more than human. But what some write, that, of fourteen thousand that fell that day, above half were slain by Romulus's own hand, verges too near to fable, and is, indeed, simply incredible: since even the Messenians are thought to go too far in saying that Aristomenes three times offered sacrifices for the death of a hundred enemies, Lacedaemonians, slain by himself. The army being thus routed, Romulus, suffering those that were left to make their escape, led his forces against the city; they, having suffered such great losses, did not venture to oppose, but, humbly suing him, made a league and friendship for an hundred years; surrendering also a large district of land called Septempagium, that is, the seven parts, as also their salt-works upon the river, and fifty noblemen for hostages. He made his triumph for this on the Ides of October, leading, among the rest of his many captives, the general of the Veientes, an elderly man, but who had not, it seemed, acted with the prudence of age; whence even now, in sacrifices for victories, they led an old man through the market-place to the Capitol, appareled in purple, with a bulla, or child's toy, tied to it, and the crier cries, "Sardians to be sold;" for the Tuscans are said to be a colony of the Sardians, and the Veientes are a city of Tuscany.
The Roman cause was gaining strength every day, and their weaker neighbors backed off, relieved to be left alone; however, the stronger ones, out of fear or jealousy, felt they couldn't let Romulus have his way but needed to curb his growing power. The first to challenge him were the Veientes, a Tuscan people with significant territory who lived in a large city. They decided to start a war, claiming Fidenae as theirs. After Romulus responded with scorn, they split into two groups: one attacked the garrison at Fidenae while the other marched against Romulus directly. The group that went to Fidenae won, killing two thousand Romans, while the other suffered defeat at the hands of Romulus, losing eight thousand men. A new battle took place near Fidenae, and it was widely recognized that Romulus played a key role in this victory, demonstrating extraordinary skill and bravery, and appearing to have a strength and speed beyond human capabilities. However, the claim that Romulus himself killed over half of the fourteen thousand who fell that day seems too far-fetched to be true. Even the Messenians are seen as exaggerating when they say Aristomenes sacrificed three times for the death of a hundred Lacedaemonians he personally killed. After routing the enemy, Romulus allowed the remaining troops to flee and led his forces against the city. Facing such heavy losses, the defenders didn't resist but instead humbly sought peace, agreeing to a treaty for a hundred years. They also surrendered a substantial area of land known as Septempagium, plus their saltworks on the river, and provided fifty noblemen as hostages. Romulus celebrated this victory with a triumph on the Ides of October, parading many captives, including the elderly general of the Veientes, who, despite his age, hadn't acted wisely. To this day, during sacrifices for victory, they lead an old man through the marketplace to the Capitol, dressed in purple with a bulla, or child's toy, attached, while a crier proclaims, "Sardians to be sold," as the Tuscans are believed to be a colony of the Sardians, with the Veientes being a city in Tuscany.
This was the last battle Romulus ever fought; afterwards he, as most, nay all men, very few excepted, do, who are raised by great and miraculous good-haps of fortune to power and greatness, so, I say, did he: relying upon his own great actions and growing of a haughtier mind, he forsook his popular behavior for kingly arrogance, odious to the people; to whom in particular the state which he assumed was hateful. For he dressed in scarlet, with the purple-bordered robe over it; he gave audience on a couch of slate, having always about him some young men called "Celeres," from their swiftness in doing commissions. He suddenly disappeared on the Nones of July, as they call the month which was then Quintilis, leaving nothing of certainty to be related of his death; the senators suffered the people not to search, or busy themselves about the matter, but commanded them to honor and worship Romulus as one taken up to the gods, and about to be to them, in the place of a good prince, now a propitious god. The multitude, hearing this, went away believing and rejoicing in hopes of good things from him; but there were some, who, canvassing the matter in a hostile temper, accused the patricians, as men that persuaded the people to believe ridiculous tales, when they were the murderers of the king.
This was the last battle Romulus ever fought. Afterward, like most people—actually, like all men, with very few exceptions—who rise to power and greatness through remarkable strokes of luck, he became increasingly arrogant. Trusting in his own achievements and developing a more haughty attitude, he abandoned his approachable demeanor for arrogant kingly behavior, which the people found distasteful. In particular, they hated the royal persona he adopted. He wore scarlet and draped himself in a purple-bordered robe; he held audiences on a slate couch and always had a group of young men called "Celeres" around him, known for their speed in carrying out tasks. He suddenly vanished on the Nones of July, what was then called Quintilis, leaving no clear information about his death. The senators prevented the people from investigating or discussing what happened, instead instructing them to honor and worship Romulus as someone who had been taken up to the gods and who would serve as a benevolent god in place of a good prince. Upon hearing this, the crowd left, believing and feeling hopeful about the good things he would bring. However, some, discussing the incident with resentment, accused the patricians of misleading the people with absurd claims, all while being the actual murderers of the king.
Things being in this disorder, one, they say, of the patricians, of noble family and approved good character, and a faithful and familiar friend of Romulus himself, having come with him from Alba, Julius Proculus by name, presented himself in the forum; and taking a most sacred oath, protested before them all, that, as he was travelling on the road, he had seen Romulus coming to meet him, looking taller and comelier than ever, dressed in shining and flaming armor; and he, being affrighted at the apparition, said, "Why, O king, or for what purpose, have you abandoned us to unjust and wicked surmises, and the whole city to bereavement and endless sorrow?" and that he made answer, "It pleased the gods, O Proculus, that we, who came from them, should remain so long a time amongst men as we did; and, having built a city to be the greatest in the world for empire and glory, should again return to heaven. But farewell; and tell the Romans, that, by the exercise of temperance and fortitude, they shall attain the height of human power; we will be to you the propitious god Quirinus." This seemed credible to the Romans, upon the honesty and oath of the relator, and laying aside all jealousies and detractions, they prayed to Quirinus and saluted him as a god.
Things being in this chaos, one of the patricians, from a noble family and with a solid reputation, who was a close and trusted friend of Romulus himself, having come with him from Alba, named Julius Proculus, stepped forward in the forum. He swore a sacred oath and declared to everyone that while he was traveling on the road, he had seen Romulus coming to meet him, appearing taller and more handsome than ever, dressed in shining and blazing armor. Frightened by the vision, he asked, "Why, O king, have you left us to face unjust accusations and left the whole city in grief and endless sorrow?" Romulus replied, "The gods have decided, O Proculus, that we, who came from them, should stay among men for as long as we did; and having established a city to be the greatest in the world for power and glory, we must now return to heaven. But farewell; and tell the Romans that through moderation and courage, they will reach the pinnacle of human strength; we will be to you the favorable god Quirinus." This seemed believable to the Romans, based on the honesty and oath of the storyteller, and setting aside all jealousy and doubt, they prayed to Quirinus and honored him as a god.
This is like some of the Greek fables of Aristeas the Proconnesian, and Cleomedes the Astypalaean; for they say Aristeas died in a fuller's workshop, and his friends, coming to look for him, found his body vanished; and that some presently after, coming from abroad, said they met him travelling towards Croton. And that Cleomedes, being an extraordinarily strong and gigantic man, but also wild and mad, committed many desperate freaks; and at last, in a schoolhouse, striking a pillar that sustained the roof with his fist, broke it in the middle, so that the house fell and destroyed the children in it; and being pursued, he fled into a great chest, and, shutting to the lid, held it so fast that many men, with their united strength, could not force it open; afterwards, breaking the chest to pieces, they found no man in it alive or dead.
This is similar to some of the Greek tales about Aristeas from Proconnesus and Cleomedes from Astypalaea. They say Aristeas died in a fuller's workshop, and when his friends came looking for him, they found his body had disappeared. Later, some travelers reported meeting him on the way to Croton. Cleomedes, who was incredibly strong and huge but also wild and insane, did a lot of reckless things. Eventually, in a school, he hit a pillar supporting the roof so hard with his fist that it broke in half, causing the building to collapse and kill the children inside. When people chased him, he hid in a large chest and held the lid shut so tightly that even a group of men couldn’t force it open. When they finally broke the chest apart, they found no one inside, alive or dead.
And many such improbabilities do your fabulous writers relate, deifying creatures naturally mortal; for though altogether to disown a divine nature in human virtue were impious and base, so again to mix heaven with earth is ridiculous. Let us believe with Pindar, that
And many of these unlikely stories your amazing writers tell, turning mortal beings into gods; for while completely denying a divine aspect in human goodness would be wrong and low, trying to blend heaven and earth is just silly. Let’s trust Pindar that
All human bodies yield to Death's decree: The soul survives to all eternity.
Every human body must submit to Death's command: The soul lives on forever.
For that alone is derived from the gods, thence comes, and thither returns.
For that alone comes from the gods, it originates there and returns there.
It was in the fifty-fourth year of his age and the thirty-eighth of his reign that Romulus, they tell us, left the world.
It was in the fifty-fourth year of his life and the thirty-eighth year of his reign that Romulus, as they say, left this world.
COMPARISON OF THESEUS AND ROMULUS
Both Theseus and Romulus were by nature meant for governors; yet neither lived up to the true character of a king, but fell off, and ran, the one into popularity, the other into tyranny, falling both into the same fault out of different passions. For a ruler's first end is to maintain his office, which is done no less by avoiding what is unfit than by observing what is suitable. Whoever is either too remiss or too strict is no more a king or a governor, but either a demagogue or a despot, and so becomes either odious or contemptible to his subjects. Though certainly the one seems to be the fault of easiness and good-nature, the other of pride and severity.
Both Theseus and Romulus were naturally meant to be leaders; however, neither truly embodied the qualities of a king. Instead, one sought popularity while the other lapsed into tyranny, both making the same mistake driven by different passions. The primary goal of a ruler is to maintain their position, which requires not only embracing what is appropriate but also avoiding what is unsuitable. A leader who is too lenient or too harsh is no longer a king or a governor but rather becomes either a demagogue or a dictator, making themselves either disliked or looked down upon by their subjects. While the former seems to stem from a disposition of ease and kindness, the latter arises from arrogance and harshness.
But Romulus has, first of all, one great plea, that his performances proceeded from very small beginnings; for both the brothers, being thought servants and the sons of swineherds, before becoming freemen themselves gave liberty to almost all the Latins, obtaining at once all the most honorable titles, as, destroyers of their country's enemies, preservers of their friends and kindred, princes of the people, founders of cities; not removers, like Theseus, who raised and compiled only one house out of many, demolishing many cities bearing the names of ancient kings and heroes. Romulus, indeed, did the same afterwards, forcing his enemies to deface and ruin their own dwellings, and to sojourn with their conquerors; but at first, not by removal, or increase of an existing city, but by foundation of a new one, he obtained himself lands, a country, a kingdom, wives, children, and relations. And, in so doing, he killed or destroyed nobody, but benefited those that wanted houses and homes, and were willing to be of a society and become citizens. Robbers and malefactors he slew not; but he subdued nations, he overthrew cities, he triumphed over kings and commanders. As to Remus, it is doubtful by whose hand he fell; it is generally imputed to others. His mother he clearly retrieved from death, and placed his grandfather, who was brought under base and dishonorable vassalage, on the ancient throne of Aeneas, to whom he did voluntarily many good offices, but never did him harm even inadvertently. But Theseus, in his forgetfulness and neglect of the command concerning the flag, can scarcely, methinks, by any excuses, or before the most indulgent judges, avoid the imputation of parricide. And, indeed, one of the Attic writers, perceiving it to be very hard to make an excuse for this, feigns that Aegeus, at the approach of the ship, running hastily to the Acropolis to see what news there was, slipped and fell down; as if he had no servants, or none would attend him on his way to the shore.
But Romulus has, first of all, one big advantage: his achievements came from very humble beginnings. Both brothers were seen as servants and the sons of swineherds, but before they became free men, they granted freedom to almost all the Latins, gaining all the most honorable titles, such as destroyers of their country’s enemies, protectors of their friends and family, leaders of the people, and founders of cities. Unlike Theseus, who built one house from many and destroyed several cities named after ancient kings and heroes, Romulus did something different. Eventually, he forced his enemies to destroy their own homes and live alongside their conquerors, but at first, he didn't tear down or expand an existing city; instead, he founded a new one, gaining land, a country, a kingdom, wives, children, and relatives. In doing so, he didn’t kill or destroy anyone, but rather helped those who needed homes and wanted to join society and become citizens. He didn’t kill robbers or criminals; instead, he conquered nations, overthrew cities, and triumphed over kings and leaders. As for Remus, it’s unclear who was responsible for his death; it’s generally attributed to others. Romulus definitely saved his mother from death and restored his grandfather, who had been brought under shameful servitude, to the ancient throne of Aeneas. He served Aeneas faithfully and never harmed him, even by accident. However, Theseus, due to his forgetfulness and neglect regarding the command about the flag, can hardly defend himself against the accusation of murder. In fact, one of the writers from Attica, realizing how difficult it was to excuse this, makes up a story that Aegeus, upon seeing the ship approach, hurried to the Acropolis to find out the news and slipped, falling down as if he had no attendants to help him to the shore.
LYCURGUS
Those authors who are most worthy of credit deduce the genealogy of Lycurgus, the lawgiver of Sparta, as follows:
Those authors who deserve the most recognition trace the ancestry of Lycurgus, the lawmaker of Sparta, like this:
Aristodemus. | Patrocles. | Sous. | Eurypon. | Eunomus. | _________________________________________________ Polydectes by his first wife. Lycurgus by Dionassa his second.
Aristodemus. | Patrocles. | Sous. | Eurypon. | Eunomus. | _________________________________________________ Polydectes by his first wife. Lycurgus by his second wife, Dionassa.
Sous certainly was the most renowned of all his ancestors, under whose conduct the Spartans made slaves of the Helots, and added to their dominions, by conquest, a good part of Arcadia. There goes a story of this king Sous, that, being besieged by the Clitorians in a dry and stony place so that he could come at no water, he was at last constrained to agree with them upon these terms, that he would restore to them all his conquests, provided that himself and all his men should drink of the nearest spring. After the usual oaths and ratifications, he called his soldiers together, and offered to him that would forbear drinking, his kingdom for a reward; and when not a man of them was able to forbear, in short, when they had all drunk their fill, at last comes king Sous himself to the spring, and, having sprinkled his face only, without swallowing one drop, marches off in the face of his enemies, refusing to yield up his conquests, because himself and all his men had not, according to the articles, drunk of their water.
Sous was definitely the most famous of all his ancestors, under whose leadership the Spartans enslaved the Helots and expanded their territory by conquering a significant part of Arcadia. There's a story about King Sous where, during a siege by the Clitorians in a dry, rocky area with no access to water, he was eventually forced to negotiate with them. He agreed to return all his conquests if he and his men could drink from the nearest spring. After the usual oaths and agreements, he gathered his soldiers and offered his kingdom as a reward to anyone who could resist drinking. When none of them could hold back and they all drank their fill, King Sous finally approached the spring himself, merely splashed his face with water without drinking any, and then marched away in front of his enemies, refusing to give up his conquests since he and his men hadn't technically met the terms of the agreement by drinking.
Although he was justly had in admiration on this account, yet his family was not surnamed from him, but from his son Eurypon (of whom they were called Eurypontids); the reason of which was that Eurypon relaxed the rigor of the monarchy, seeking favor and popularity with the many. They, after this first step, grew bolder; and the succeeding kings partly incurred hatred with their people by trying to use force, or, for popularity's sake and through weakness, gave way; and anarchy and confusion long prevailed in Sparta, causing, moreover, the death of the father of Lycurgus. For as he was endeavoring to quell a riot, he was stabbed with a butcher's knife, and left the title of king to his eldest son Polydectes.
Although he was rightly admired for this reason, his family didn't take their name from him but from his son Eurypon (from whom they were called the Eurypontids). The reason for this is that Eurypon eased the strictness of the monarchy, aiming for favor and popularity with the masses. After this initial change, they became bolder; the later kings ended up either causing resentment among their people by trying to use force, or, for the sake of popularity and out of weakness, they yielded. This led to a long period of anarchy and chaos in Sparta, and ultimately resulted in the death of Lycurgus's father. While he was trying to put down a riot, he was stabbed with a butcher's knife, passing the title of king to his eldest son Polydectes.
He, too, dying soon after, the right of succession (as every one thought) rested in Lycurgus; and reign he did for a time, but declared that the kingdom belonged to the child of his sister-in-law the queen, and that he himself should exercise the regal jurisdiction only as his guardian; the Spartan name for which office is prodicus. Soon after, an overture was made to him by the queen, that she would herself in some way destroy the infant, upon condition that he would marry her when he came to the crown. Abhorring the woman's wickedness, he nevertheless did not reject her proposal, but, making show of closing with her, despatched the messenger with thanks and expressions of joy, with orders that they should bring the boy baby to him, wheresoever he were, and whatsoever doing. It so fell out that when he was at supper with the principal magistrates, the queen's child was presented to him, and he, taking him into his arms, said to those about him, "Men of Sparta, here is a king born unto us;" this said, he laid him down in the king's place, and named him Charilaus, that is, the joy of the people; because that all were transported with joy and with wonder at his noble and just spirit. His reign had lasted only eight months, but he was honored on other accounts by the citizens, and there were more who obeyed him because of his eminent virtues, than because he was regent to the king and had the royal power in his hands. Some, however, envied and sought to impede his growing influence while he was still young; chiefly the kindred and friends of the queen-mother, who pretended to have been dealt with injuriously. Her brother Leonidas, in a warm debate which fell out betwixt him and Lycurgus, went so far as to tell him to his face that he was well assured that ere long he should see him king; suggesting suspicions and preparing the way for an accusation of him, as though he had made away with his nephew, if the child should chance to fail, though by a natural death. Words of the like import were designedly cast abroad by the queen-mother and her adherents.
He also died shortly after, so everyone thought the right of succession belonged to Lycurgus; and he did reign for a time but stated that the kingdom actually belonged to his sister-in-law, the queen's child, and that he would only exercise royal authority as his guardian; the Spartan term for this role is prodicus. Soon after, the queen made a proposal to him, suggesting that she would find a way to eliminate the infant on the condition that he would marry her when he became king. Displeased by her wickedness, he still didn't reject her proposal. Instead, he pretended to agree and sent the messenger back with thanks and expressions of happiness, along with instructions to bring the baby to him, no matter where he was or what he was doing. It happened that while he was having dinner with the main magistrates, the queen's child was brought to him, and he took him in his arms, saying to those around him, "Men of Sparta, here is a king born unto us." After saying this, he placed the baby in the king's spot and named him Charilaus, meaning the joy of the people, because everyone was filled with joy and awe at the child's noble and just spirit. His reign lasted only eight months, but the citizens honored him for other reasons, and many respected him more for his outstanding virtues than because he was the regent and held royal power. However, some envied him and tried to undermine his growing influence while he was still young; mainly the relatives and friends of the queen mother, who claimed to have been wronged. Her brother, Leonidas, in a heated argument with Lycurgus, even went so far as to suggest that he was certain he would soon see him as king, hinting at suspicions and laying the groundwork for an accusation against him if the child happened to die, even by natural causes. Similar rumors were deliberately spread by the queen mother and her supporters.
Troubled at this, and not knowing what it might come to, he thought it his wisest course to avoid their envy by a voluntary exile, and to travel from place to place until his nephew came to marriageable years, and, by having a son, had secured the succession. Setting sail, therefore, with this resolution, he first arrived at Crete, where, having considered their several forms of government, and got an acquaintance with the principal men amongst them, some of their laws he very much approved of, and resolved to make use of them in his own country; a good part he rejected as useless. Amongst the persons there the most renowned for their learning and their wisdom in state matters was one Thales, whom Lycurgus, by importunities and assurances of friendship, persuaded to go over to Lacedaemon; where, though by his outward appearance and his own profession he seemed to be no other than a lyric poet, in reality he performed the part of one of the ablest lawgivers in the world. The very songs which he composed were exhortations to obedience and concord, and the very measure and cadence of the verse, conveying impressions of order and tranquillity, had so great an influence on the minds of the listeners that they were insensibly softened and civilized, insomuch that they renounced their private feuds and animosities, and were reunited in a common admiration of virtue. So that it may truly be said that Thales prepared the way for the discipline introduced by Lycurgus.
Troubled by this and unsure of what might happen, he thought it best to avoid their jealousy by voluntarily going into exile and traveling from place to place until his nephew was of marriageable age and had secured the succession by having a son. So, with this decision in mind, he set sail and first arrived in Crete. There, after considering their different forms of government and getting to know the key figures among them, he approved some of their laws and decided to implement them in his own country, while rejecting a good portion as useless. Among the people there, the most renowned for their knowledge and wisdom in state matters was a man named Thales, whom Lycurgus persuaded to come to Lacedaemon through persistent requests and promises of friendship. Although he appeared to be merely a lyric poet due to his outward appearance and profession, he actually played the role of one of the most capable lawgivers in the world. The very songs he composed encouraged obedience and unity, and the rhythm and flow of his verses conveyed a sense of order and calm, greatly impacting the minds of the listeners, who were gently softened and civilized. They eventually put aside their personal feuds and disagreements and came together in a shared admiration for virtue. Thus, it can be truly said that Thales paved the way for the discipline established by Lycurgus.
From Crete he sailed to Asia, with design, as is said, to examine the difference betwixt the manners and rules of life of the Cretans, which were very sober and temperate, and those of the Ionians, a people of sumptuous and delicate habits, and so to form a judgment; just as physicians do by comparing healthy and diseased bodies. Here he had the first sight of Homer's works, in the hands, we may suppose, of the posterity of Creophylus; and, having observed that the few loose expressions and actions of ill example which are to be found in his poems were much outweighed by serious lessons of state and rules of morality, he set himself eagerly to transcribe and digest them into order, as thinking they would be of good use in his own country. They had, indeed, already obtained some slight repute amongst the Greeks, and scattered portions, as chance conveyed them, were in the hands of individuals; but Lycurgus first made them really known.
From Crete he sailed to Asia, intending, as is said, to compare the ways and lifestyles of the Cretans, who were very serious and moderate, with those of the Ionians, a people with luxurious and refined habits, to form a judgment; much like how doctors compare healthy and sick bodies. Here he had his first look at Homer's works, probably in the hands of the descendants of Creophylus; and after noticing that the few inappropriate phrases and actions in his poems were greatly outweighed by serious lessons on governance and moral rules, he eagerly set out to copy and organize them, believing they would be beneficial in his own country. They had already gained some minor recognition among the Greeks, and scattered parts, as luck would have it, were in the possession of individuals; but Lycurgus was the first to truly popularize them.
The Egyptians say that he took a voyage into Egypt, and that, being much taken with their way of separating the soldiery from the rest of the nation, he transferred it from them to Sparta; a removal from contact with those employed in low and mechanical occupations giving high refinement and beauty to the state. Some Greek writers also record this. But as for his voyages into Spain, Africa, and the Indies, and his conferences there with the Gymnosophists, the whole relation, as far as I can find, rests on the single credit of the Spartan Aristocrates, the son of Hipparchus.
The Egyptians claim that he traveled to Egypt and, being impressed by how they separated the military from the rest of society, he brought that idea back to Sparta. This separation from those engaged in low and manual jobs added sophistication and beauty to the state. Some Greek writers also mention this. However, regarding his travels to Spain, Africa, and the Indies, as well as his discussions with the Gymnosophists there, it seems that the entire account relies solely on the credibility of the Spartan Aristocrates, the son of Hipparchus.
Lycurgus was much missed at Sparta, and often sent for, "For kings indeed we have," they said, "who wear the marks and assume the titles of royalty, but as for the qualities of their minds, they have nothing by which they are to be distinguished from their subjects;" adding that in him alone was the true foundation of sovereignty to be seen, a nature made to rule, and a genius to gain obedience. Nor were the kings themselves averse to see him back, for they looked upon his presence as a bulwark against the insolencies of the people.
Lycurgus was really missed in Sparta, and people often called for him, saying, "We have kings who wear crowns and hold royal titles, but when it comes to their minds, they don’t have anything that sets them apart from their subjects." They added that he alone represented the true foundation of leadership, with a character designed to rule and a talent for earning respect. The kings themselves also wanted him back, as they viewed his presence as a shield against the arrogance of the people.
Things being in this posture at his return, he applied himself, without loss of time, to a thorough reformation, and resolved to change the whole face of the commonwealth; for what could a few particular laws and a partial alteration avail? He must act as wise physicians do, in the case of one who labors under a complication of diseases,—by force of medicines reduce and exhaust him, change his whole temperament, and then set him upon a totally new regimen of diet. Having thus projected things, away he goes to Delphi to consult Apollo there; which having done, and offered his sacrifice, he returned with that renowned oracle, in which he is called beloved of God, and rather God than man: that his prayers were heard, that his laws should be the best, and the commonwealth which observed them the most famous in the world. Encouraged by these things, he set himself to bring over to his side the leading men of Sparta, exhorting them to give him a helping hand in his great undertaking: he broke it first to his particular friends, and then by degrees gained others, and animated them all to put his design in execution. When things were ripe for action, he gave order to thirty of the principal men of Sparta to be ready armed at the market-place at break of day, to the end that he might strike a terror into the opposite party. Hermippus hath set down the names of twenty of the most eminent of them: but the name of him whom Lycurgus most confided in, and who was of most use to him both in making his laws and putting them in execution, was Arthmiadas. Things growing to a tumult, king Charilaus, apprehending that it was a conspiracy against his person, took sanctuary in the temple of Athena of the Brazen House; but, being soon after undeceived, and having taken an oath of them that they had no designs against him, he quitted his refuge, and himself also entered into the confederacy with them; of so gentle and flexible a disposition he was, to which Archelaus, his brother-king, alluded, when, hearing him extolled for his goodness, he said: "Who can say he is anything but good? he is so even to the bad."
Things being as they were when he returned, he wasted no time in pursuing a thorough reform and decided to completely transform the commonwealth; after all, what good would a few specific laws and minor changes do? He needed to act like a wise doctor treating someone with multiple ailments—using powerful medicine to weaken and change the patient, then putting them on a completely new diet. Having planned this out, he went to Delphi to consult Apollo. After making his offering and receiving guidance, he returned with the famous oracle that called him beloved of God, highlighting that his prayers were heard and that his laws would be the best, and that the commonwealth following them would be the most renowned in the world. Motivated by this, he began to win over Sparta's leading figures, urging them to help him with his ambitious goals: he initially shared his ideas with close friends and gradually gained more supporters, inspiring them all to bring his vision to life. When the moment was right, he instructed thirty prominent Spartans to be armed in the marketplace at dawn to instill fear in their opposition. Hermippus recorded the names of twenty of these key figures, but the person Lycurgus trusted most, who was essential in both creating and implementing his laws, was Arthmiadas. As tensions rose, King Charilaus, fearing a plot against himself, took refuge in the temple of Athena of the Brazen House. However, once he was reassured that there was no conspiracy against him, he left his sanctuary and joined in the alliance; he had such a gentle and adaptable nature, which his brother-king Archelaus referred to when he remarked, "Who can say he is anything but good? He is so even to the bad."
Amongst the many changes and alterations which Lycurgus made, the first and of greatest importance was the establishment of the senate, which, having a power equal to the kings' in matters of great consequence, and, as Plato expresses it, allaying and qualifying the fiery genius of the royal office, gave steadiness and safety to the commonwealth. For the state, which before had no firm basis to stand upon, but leaned one while towards an absolute monarchy, when the kings had the upper hand, and another while towards a pure democracy, when the people had the better, found in this establishment of the senate a central weight, like ballast in a ship, which always kept things in a just equilibrium; the twenty-eight always adhering to the kings so far as to resist democracy, and, on the other hand, supporting the people against the establishment of absolute monarchy. As for the determinate number of twenty-eight, Aristotle states that it so fell out because two of the original associates, for want of courage, fell off from the enterprise; but Sphaerus assures us that there were but twenty-eight of the confederates at first; perhaps there is some mystery in the number, which consists of seven multiplied by four, and is the first of perfect numbers after six, being, as that is, equal to all its parts. For my part, I believe Lycurgus fixed upon the number of twenty-eight, that, the two kings being reckoned amongst them, they might be thirty in all. So eagerly set was he upon this establishment, that he took the trouble to obtain an oracle about it from Delphi; and the Rhetra (or sacred ordinance) runs thus: "After that you have built a temple to Jupiter Hellanius, and to Minerva Hellania, and after that you have phyle'd the people into phyles, and obe'd them into obes, you shall establish a council of thirty elders, the leaders included, and shall, from time to time, assemble the people betwixt Babyca and Cnacion, there propound and put to the vote. The commons have the final voice and decision." By phyles and obes are meant the divisions of the people; by the leaders, the two kings; Aristotle says Cnacion is a river, and Babyca a bridge. Betwixt this Babyca and Cnacion, their assemblies were held, for they had no council-house or building to meet in. Lycurgus was of opinion that ornaments were so far from advantaging them in their councils, that they were rather an hindrance, by diverting their attention from the business before them to statues and pictures, and roofs curiously fretted, the usual embellishments of such places amongst the other Greeks. The people then being thus assembled in the open air, it was not allowed to any one of their order to give his advice, but only either to ratify or reject what should be propounded to them by the king or senate.
Among the many changes that Lycurgus made, the most important was creating the senate, which had power equal to the kings in major matters and, as Plato said, tempered the intense energy of the royal authority, bringing stability and safety to the government. The state, which previously lacked a stable foundation and often leaned either toward absolute monarchy when the kings were strong or toward pure democracy when the people held power, found balance with the establishment of the senate, like ballast in a ship, which kept everything in proper equilibrium; the twenty-eight members consistently supported the kings to resist democracy while also backing the people against the establishment of absolute monarchy. Regarding the set number of twenty-eight, Aristotle mentions that it happened because two of the original partners lacked the courage to continue; however, Sphaerus claims there were actually twenty-eight confederates from the beginning. There might be some significance to the number, as it is seven multiplied by four and the first perfect number after six, being equal to all its parts. Personally, I believe Lycurgus chose the number twenty-eight so that, including the two kings, the total would be thirty. He was so determined to establish this that he sought an oracle from Delphi, and the Rhetra (or sacred ordinance) states: "After you have built a temple to Jupiter Hellanius and Minerva Hellania, and after you have organized the people into phyles and obes, you shall establish a council of thirty elders, including the leaders, and shall, from time to time, gather the people between Babyca and Cnacion, there to propose and vote. The commons have the final say." Phyles and obes refer to divisions within the people; the leaders are the two kings. Aristotle notes that Cnacion is a river, and Babyca is a bridge. Their assemblies were held between Babyca and Cnacion, as they had no council house or building to meet in. Lycurgus believed that ornaments did not benefit them in their councils but instead distracted them from the matters at hand by focusing their attention on statues, pictures, and intricately designed roofs, the usual decorations used by other Greeks. Therefore, when the people gathered in the open air, no one from their ranks was allowed to give advice, but only to approve or reject what was proposed by the king or senate.
After the creation of the thirty senators, his next task, and, indeed, the most hazardous he ever undertook, was the making of a new division of their lands. For there was an extreme inequality amongst them, and their state was overloaded with a multitude of indigent and necessitous persons, while its whole wealth had centred upon a very few. To the end, therefore, that he might expel from the state arrogance and envy, luxury and crime, and those yet more inveterate diseases of want and superfluity, he obtained of them to renounce their properties, and to consent to a new division of the land, and that they should live all together on an equal footing; merit to be their only road to eminence, and the disgrace of evil, and credit of worthy acts, their one measure of difference between man and man.
After creating the thirty senators, his next task—and the most risky one he ever faced—was to reorganize their land distribution. There was a huge inequality among them, and the state was burdened with many poor and needy people, while most of the wealth was concentrated in just a few hands. So, to eliminate arrogance, envy, luxury, crime, and the deeper issues of poverty and excess, he persuaded them to give up their properties and agree to a new division of the land, so they could all live together on equal terms. From then on, merit would be the only path to success, and the shame of wrongdoing and the honor of good deeds would be the only way to distinguish one person from another.
Upon their consent to these proposals, proceeding at once to put them into execution, he divided the country of Laconia in general into thirty thousand equal shares, and the part attached to the city of Sparta into nine thousand; these he distributed among the Spartans, as he did the others to the country citizens. A lot was so much as to yield, one year with another, about seventy bushels of grain for the master of the family, and twelve for his wife, with a suitable proportion of oil and wine. And this he thought sufficient to keep their bodies in good health and strength; superfluities they were better without. It is reported, that, as he returned from a journey shortly after the division of the lands, in harvest time, the ground being newly reaped, seeing the stacks all standing equal and alike, he smiled, and said to those about him, "Methinks all Laconia looks like one family estate just divided among a number of brothers."
Upon their agreement to these proposals, he immediately started to implement them. He divided the region of Laconia into thirty thousand equal shares, and the part connected to the city of Sparta into nine thousand shares; he distributed these among the Spartans, just as he did the others to the rural citizens. Each lot produced around seventy bushels of grain per year for the head of the household and twelve for his wife, along with an appropriate amount of oil and wine. He believed this was enough to keep their bodies healthy and strong; any excess was unnecessary. It is said that when he returned from a trip shortly after the land division during harvest time and saw the newly harvested fields with the stacks standing uniform and identical, he smiled and remarked to those with him, "It seems all of Laconia looks like one family estate just shared among several brothers."
Not contented with this, he resolved to make a division of their movables too, that there might be no odious distinction or inequality left amongst them; but finding that it would be very dangerous to go about it openly, he took another course, and defeated their avarice by the following stratagem: he commanded that all gold and silver coin should be called in, and that only a sort of money made of iron should be current, a great weight and quantity of which was worth but very little; so that to lay up a hundred or two dollars there was required a pretty large closet, and, to remove it, nothing less than a yoke of oxen. With the diffusion of this money, at once a number of vices were banished from Lacedaemon; for who would rob another of such a coin? Who would unjustly detain or take by force, or accept as a bribe, a thing which it was not easy to hide, nor a credit to have, nor indeed of any use to cut in pieces? For when it was just red-hot, they quenched it in vinegar, and by that means spoilt it, and made it almost incapable of being worked.
Not satisfied with this, he decided to divide their possessions as well, so there would be no annoying differences or inequalities among them. However, realizing that it would be risky to do it openly, he chose another approach and outsmarted their greed with the following trick: he ordered all gold and silver coins to be recalled, allowing only a type of money made of iron to be used. This heavy and bulkier money was worth very little; to store even a hundred or two dollars, you would need a pretty large closet, and transporting it required nothing less than a yoke of oxen. With this new currency circulating, many vices disappeared from Lacedaemon; who would rob someone of such coins? Who would unjustly keep, take by force, or accept as a bribe something that was hard to hide, that held no value, and was useless to break apart? When it was red-hot, they cooled it in vinegar, ruining it and making it nearly impossible to work with.
In the next place, he declared an outlawry of all needless and superfluous arts; but here he might almost have spared his proclamation; for they of themselves would have gone with the gold and silver, the money which remained being not so proper payment for curious work; for, being of iron, it was scarcely portable, neither, if they should take the pains to export it, would it pass amongst the other Greeks, who ridiculed it so there was now no more means of purchasing foreign goods and small wares; merchants sent no shiploads into Laconian ports; no rhetoric-master, no itinerant fortune-teller, or gold or silversmith, engraver, or jeweler, set foot in a country which had no money; so that luxury, deprived little by little of that which fed and fomented it, wasted to nothing, and died away of itself. For the rich had no advantage here over the poor, as their wealth and abundance had no road to come abroad by, but were shut up at home doing nothing. And in this way they became excellent artists in common necessary things; bedsteads, chairs, and tables, and such like staple utensils in a family, were admirably well made there; their cup, particularly, was very much in fashion, and eagerly sought for by soldiers, as Critias reports; for its color was such as to prevent water, drunk upon necessity and disagreeable to look at, from being noticed; and the shape of it was such that the mud stuck to the sides, so that only the purer part came to the drinker's mouth. For this, also, they had to thank their lawgiver, who, by relieving the artisans of the trouble of making useless things, set them to show their skill in giving beauty to those of daily and indispensable use.
Next, he declared all unnecessary and excessive arts to be outlawed; however, he could have saved his proclamation because those arts would have disappeared on their own along with gold and silver. The remaining money wasn’t suitable for fine work; being made of iron, it wasn't easy to transport, and even if they tried to export it, it wouldn’t be accepted among the other Greeks, who mocked it. As a result, there was no way to buy foreign goods and small items; merchants stopped sending shiploads to Laconian ports. There were no rhetoric teachers, traveling fortune tellers, gold or silversmiths, engravers, or jewelers entering a country that had no money. Consequently, luxury, gradually stripped of what supported it, faded away entirely. The rich gained no advantage over the poor, as their wealth and abundance had no outlet; it was stuck at home, doing nothing. This led them to become exceptional at creating basic necessities; bedsteads, chairs, tables, and other essential household items were crafted beautifully. Their cup, in particular, became very popular and sought after by soldiers, as Critias reports; its color disguised the unpleasant water that was necessary to drink, and its shape prevented mud from reaching the drinker's mouth. They owed this to their lawgiver, who relieved artisans of the burden of making useless items, allowing them to focus on enhancing the beauty of everyday, essential tools.
The third and most masterly stroke of this great lawgiver, by which he struck a yet more effectual blow against luxury and the desire of riches, was the ordinance he made that they should all eat in common, of the same bread and same meat, and of kinds that were specified, and should not spend their lives at home, laid on costly couches at splendid tables, delivering themselves up into the hands of their tradesmen and cooks, to fatten them in corners, like greedy brutes, and to ruin not their minds only but their very bodies, which, enfeebled by indulgence and excess, would stand in need of long sleep, warm bathing, freedom from work, and, in a word, of as much care and attendance as if they were continually sick. It was certainly an extraordinary thing to have brought about such a result as this, but a greater yet to have taken away from wealth, as Theophrastus observes, not merely the property of being coveted, but its very nature of being wealth. For the rich, being obliged to go to the same table with the poor, could not make use of or enjoy their abundance, nor so much as please their vanity by looking at or displaying it. So that the common proverb, that Plutus, the god of riches, is blind, was nowhere in all the world literally verified but in Sparta. There, indeed, he was not only blind, but, like a picture, without either life or motion. Nor were they allowed to take food at home first, and then attend the public tables, for everyone had an eye upon those who did not eat and drink like the rest, and reproached them with being dainty and effeminate.
The third and most skillful move of this great lawmaker, which delivered an even stronger blow against luxury and the craving for wealth, was the rule that everyone should eat together, sharing the same bread and meat from a specified selection. They were not allowed to spend their lives at home, lounging on expensive couches at lavish tables, allowing themselves to be at the mercy of their merchants and chefs, who pampered them like greedy animals and led to the decline of not just their minds but their bodies as well. These bodies, weakened by indulgence and excess, would need long sleep, warm baths, freedom from work, and, in short, as much care as if they were perpetually ill. Achieving such results was certainly remarkable, but an even greater accomplishment was removing from wealth, as Theophrastus notes, not just its desirability, but its very essence of being wealth. The rich, compelled to sit at the same table as the poor, could not utilize or enjoy their surplus, nor could they indulge their vanity by looking at or showcasing it. Thus, the common saying that Plutus, the god of wealth, is blind was literally true only in Sparta. There, he was not only blind but, like a painting, devoid of life or movement. They were also not allowed to eat at home first and then join the public tables, as everyone kept an eye on those who didn't eat and drink like the others and criticized them for being picky and soft.
This last ordinance in particular exasperated the wealthier men. They collected in a body against Lycurgus, and from ill words came to throwing stones, so that at length he was forced to run out of the market-place, and make to sanctuary to save his life; by good-hap he outran all excepting one Alcander, a young man otherwise not ill accomplished, but hasty and violent, who came up so close to him, that, when he turned to see who was near him, he struck him upon the face with his stick, and put out one of his eyes. Lycurgus, so far from being daunted and discouraged by this accident, stopped short and showed his disfigured face and eye beat out to his countrymen; they, dismayed and ashamed at the sight, delivered Alcander into his hands to be punished, and escorted him home, with expressions of great concern for his ill usage. Lycurgus, having thanked them for their care of his person, dismissed them all, excepting only Alcander; and, taking him with him into his house, neither did nor said anything severe to him, but dismissing those whose place it was, bade Alcander to wait upon him at table. The young man, who was of an ingenuous temper, did without murmuring as he was commanded; and, being thus admitted to live with Lycurgus, he had an opportunity to observe in him, beside his gentleness and calmness of temper, an extraordinary sobriety and an indefatigable industry, and so, from an enemy, became one of his most zealous admirers, and told his friends and relations that Lycurgus was not that morose and ill-natured man they had formerly taken him for, but the one mild and gentle character of the world. And thus did Lycurgus, for chastisement of his fault, make of a wild and passionate young man one of the discreetest citizens of Sparta.
This last law really frustrated the wealthier citizens. They banded together against Lycurgus, and after exchanging harsh words, they started throwing stones at him, forcing him to flee the marketplace and seek refuge to save his life. Luckily, he managed to outrun everyone except for one young man named Alcander. Alcander wasn't a bad person overall, but he was quick-tempered and aggressive. He got so close to Lycurgus that when Lycurgus turned to see who was near him, Alcander hit him in the face with his stick, blinding him in one eye. Instead of being intimidated or discouraged by this incident, Lycurgus stopped, showed his injured face and damaged eye to the onlookers. Seeing this, the crowd felt alarmed and ashamed, and they handed Alcander over to Lycurgus to face punishment, then walked him home, expressing their deep concern for what had happened to him. Lycurgus thanked them for their concern and sent them away, except for Alcander. He brought Alcander into his house but didn’t treat him harshly; instead, after dismissing the others present, he asked Alcander to join him at the table. The young man, who had a good nature, complied without complaining. Living with Lycurgus, he had the chance to see not only his gentleness and calm demeanor but also his remarkable self-discipline and tireless work ethic. As a result, Alcander transformed from an enemy into one of Lycurgus's most enthusiastic supporters and told his friends and family that Lycurgus was not the grumpy, ill-natured man they had previously believed him to be, but rather the kindest and gentlest person around. In this way, Lycurgus turned a wild and passionate young man into one of the most sensible citizens of Sparta.
In memory of this accident, Lycurgus built a temple to Minerva. Some authors, however, say that he was wounded, indeed, but did not lose his eye from the blow; and that he built the temple in gratitude for the cure. Be this as it will, certain it is, that, after this misadventure, the Lacedaemonians made it a rule never to carry so much as a staff into their public assemblies.
In remembrance of this incident, Lycurgus constructed a temple to Minerva. Some writers, however, claim that he was injured but did not actually lose his eye from the impact; they say he built the temple out of gratitude for the healing. Regardless of the truth, it is certain that, after this event, the people of Lacedaemon made it a rule to never bring even a stick to their public assemblies.
But to return to their public repasts. They met by companies of fifteen, more or less, and each of them stood bound to bring in monthly a bushel of meal, eight gallons of wine, five pounds of cheese, two pounds and a half of figs, and some very small sum of money to buy flesh or fish with. Besides this, when any of them made sacrifice to the gods, they always sent a dole to the common hall; and, likewise, when any of them had been a-hunting, he sent thither a part of the venison he had killed; for these two occasions were the only excuses allowed for supping at home. The custom of eating together was observed strictly for a great while afterwards; insomuch that king Agis himself, after having vanquished the Athenians, sending for his commons at his return home, because he desired to eat privately with his queen, was refused them by the polemarchs; and when he resented this refusal so much as to omit next day the sacrifice due for a war happily ended, they made him pay a fine.
But back to their communal meals. They gathered in groups of about fifteen, and each member was required to bring in a bushel of grain, eight gallons of wine, five pounds of cheese, two and a half pounds of figs, and a small amount of money to buy meat or fish. Additionally, whenever any member made a sacrifice to the gods, they always contributed some food to the communal hall; similarly, if someone went hunting, they would bring part of the game they caught to share, since these were the only valid reasons for eating at home. The tradition of dining together was strictly maintained for a long time afterwards; so much so that King Agis, after defeating the Athenians, called for his companions upon returning home because he wanted to have a private meal with his queen, but the polemarchs denied him. When he was so upset by this denial that he skipped the sacrifice for a successful war the next day, they fined him.
They used to send their children to these tables as to schools of temperance; here they were instructed in state affairs by listening to experienced statesmen; here they learnt to converse with pleasantry, to make jests without scurrility, and take them without ill humor. In this point of good breeding, the Lacedaemonians excelled particularly, but if any man were uneasy under it, upon the least hint given there was no more to be said to him. It was customary also for the eldest man in the company to say to each of them, as they came in, "Through this" (pointing to the door), "no words go out." When any one had a desire to be admitted into any of these little societies, he was to go through the following probation: each man in the company took a little ball of soft bread, which they were to throw into a deep basin, that a waiter carried round upon his head; those that liked the person to be chosen dropped their ball into the basin without altering its figure, and those who disliked him pressed it betwixt their fingers, and made it flat; and this signified as much as a negative voice. And if there were but one of these flattened pieces in the basin, the suitor was rejected, so desirous were they that all the members of the company should be agreeable to each other. The basin was called caddichus, and the rejected candidate had a name thence derived. Their most famous dish was the black broth, which was so much valued that the elderly men fed only upon that, leaving what flesh there was to the younger.
They used to send their kids to these gatherings like schools of self-control; here they learned about government affairs by listening to experienced politicians; here they practiced friendly conversation, made jokes without being rude, and took jokes in good spirit. In this aspect of good manners, the Spartans especially excelled, but if anyone felt uncomfortable at any point, a simple hint would end the discussion. It was also common for the oldest person in the group to say to each newcomer, "Through this" (pointing to the door), "no words go out." When someone wanted to join one of these small groups, they had to go through a trial: each person in the group took a small ball of soft bread, which they tossed into a deep basin that a waiter carried on his head; those who liked the person to be accepted dropped their ball into the basin without changing its shape, and those who didn't like him pressed it with their fingers, making it flat; this signaled a "no" vote. If there was even one of these flattened pieces in the basin, the applicant was rejected, as they wanted all group members to be on good terms. The basin was called caddichus, and the rejected candidate was named after it. Their most famous dish was black broth, so highly valued that the older men ate only that, leaving any meat for the younger ones.
They say that a certain king of Pontus, having heard much of this black broth of theirs, sent for a Lacedaemonian cook on purpose to make him some, but had no sooner tasted it than he found it extremely bad, which the cook observing, told him, "Sir, to make this broth relish, you should have bathed yourself first in the river Eurotas."
They say that a certain king of Pontus, having heard a lot about their black broth, called for a Spartan cook specifically to make some for him. However, as soon as he tasted it, he found it very unpleasant. The cook, noticing this, said to him, "Sir, to make this broth taste good, you should have taken a bath in the Eurotas River first."
After drinking moderately, every man went to his home without lights, for the use of them was, on all occasions, forbid, to the end that they might accustom themselves to march boldly in the dark. Such was the common fashion of their meals.
After drinking in moderation, everyone went home without lights since using them was always forbidden, so they could get used to confidently walking in the dark. That was the usual way they had their meals.
Lycurgus would never reduce his laws into writing; nay, there is a Rhetra expressly to forbid it. For he thought that the most material points, and such as most directly tended to the public welfare, being imprinted on the hearts of their youth by a good discipline, would be sure to remain, and would find a stronger security, than any compulsion would be, in the principles of action formed in them by their best lawgiver, education.
Lycurgus would never write down his laws; in fact, there is a Rhetra that specifically prohibits it. He believed that the key principles, which most directly contributed to the public good, would be embedded in the hearts of the youth through proper training. This would ensure they lasted and provided stronger security than any form of enforcement could, thanks to the foundational values instilled in them by their greatest lawgiver: education.
One, then, of the Rhetras was, that their laws should not be written; another is particularly leveled against luxury and expensiveness, for by it it was ordained that the ceilings of their houses should only be wrought by the axe, and their gates and doors smoothed only the saw. Epaminondas's famous dictum about his own table, that "Treason and a dinner like this do not keep company together," may be said to have been anticipated by Lycurgus. Luxury and a house of this kind could not well be companions. For a man must have a less than ordinary share of sense that would furnish such plain and common rooms with silver-footed couches and purple coverlets and gold and silver plate. Doubtless he had good reason to think that they would proportion their beds to their houses, and their coverlets to their beds, and the rest of their goods and furniture to these. It is reported that King Leotychides, the first of that name, was so little used to the sight of any other kind of work, that, being entertained at Corinth in a stately room, he was much surprised to see the timber and ceilings so finely carved and paneled, and asked his host whether the trees grew so in his country.
One of the Rhetras was that their laws shouldn't be written down; another specifically targeted luxury and extravagance, as it stated that the ceilings of their houses should only be made with an axe, and their gates and doors smoothed only with a saw. Epaminondas's famous saying about his own table, that "Treason and a dinner like this don't go together," can be seen as something Lycurgus anticipated. Luxury and such a simple house couldn't easily coexist. It takes a rather foolish person to furnish plain and basic rooms with silver-footed couches, purple coverlets, and gold and silver dishes. He surely had good reason to think they would match their beds to their houses, their coverlets to their beds, and the rest of their possessions and furniture accordingly. It's said that King Leotychides, the first of that name, was so unaccustomed to seeing any other kind of work that, when he was entertained in a grand room in Corinth, he was quite surprised to see the timber and ceilings so finely carved and paneled, and he asked his host if the trees grew like that in his homeland.
A third ordinance or Rhetra was that they should not make war often, or long, with the same enemy, lest they should train and instruct them in war, by habituating them to defend themselves. And this is what Agesilaus was much blamed for a long time after; it being thought that, by his continual incursions into Boeotia, he made the Thebans a match for the Lacedaemonians; and therefore Antalcidas, seeing him wounded one day, said to him that he was very well paid for taking such pains to make the Thebans good soldiers, whether they would or no. These laws were called the Rhetras, to intimate that they were divine sanctions and revelations.
A third rule, or Rhetra, was that they shouldn't go to war frequently or for too long against the same enemy, so they wouldn't train them in battle by getting them used to defending themselves. Agesilaus was criticized for a long time for this, as people believed that his constant attacks on Boeotia helped the Thebans become a real challenge for the Lacedaemonians. So, one day, when Antalcidas saw him wounded, he pointed out that Agesilaus was getting what he deserved for working so hard to make the Thebans skilled fighters, whether they wanted to be or not. These laws were known as Rhetras to suggest that they were divine commands and revelations.
In order to the good education of their youth (which, as I said before, he thought the most important and noblest work of a lawgiver), he took in their case all the care that was possible; he ordered the maidens to exercise themselves with wrestling, running, throwing the quoit, and casting the dart, to the end that they might have strong and healthy bodies.
To ensure the proper education of their youth (which, as I mentioned earlier, he believed was the most important and noble task of a lawmaker), he took every possible measure in their training; he instructed the young women to engage in wrestling, running, throwing the discus, and javelin throwing, so that they could develop strong and healthy bodies.
It was not in the power of the father to dispose of his child as he thought fit; he was obliged to carry it before certain "triers" at a place called Lesche; these were some of the elders of the tribe to which the child belonged; their business it was carefully to view the infant, and, if they found it stout and well made, they gave order for its rearing, and allotted to it one of the nine thousand shares of land above mentioned for its maintenance; but if they found it puny and ill-shaped, ordered it to be taken to what was called the Apothetae, a sort of chasm under Taygetus; as thinking it neither for the good of the child itself, nor for the public interest, that it should be brought up, if it did not, from the very outset, appear made to be healthy and vigorous. Upon the same account, the women did not bathe the new-born children with water, as is the custom in all other countries, but with wine, to prove the temper and complexion of their bodies; from a notion they had that epileptic and weakly children faint and waste away upon their being thus bathed, while, on the contrary, those of a strong and vigorous habit acquire firmness and get a temper by it like steel. There was much care and art, too, used by the nurses; they had no swaddling bands; the children grew up free and unconstrained in limb and form, and not dainty and fanciful about their food; nor afraid in the dark, or of being left alone; without any peevishness or ill humor or crying. Upon this account, Spartan nurses were often bought up, or hired by people of other countries.
It wasn’t the father’s decision to determine the fate of his child as he pleased; he had to take it before certain "triers" at a place called Lesche. These were some of the elders of the child’s tribe; they were responsible for carefully examining the baby. If they found it healthy and well-formed, they ordered it to be raised and allocated one of the nine thousand shares of land mentioned earlier for its support. However, if they deemed it weak and misshapen, they sent it to what was known as the Apothetae, a sort of pit under Taygetus, believing it would not be beneficial for the child or society to raise it if it didn’t appear strong and healthy from the very beginning. For the same reason, women didn’t bathe newborns in water, as is customary in other places, but in wine, to test the quality and temperament of their bodies. They believed that epileptic and weakly children would faint and weaken when bathed this way, while strong and vigorous children would become more resilient and tough. The nurses took great care and had specific methods; they didn’t use swaddling clothes, allowing the children to grow up free and unrestricted in their bodies, not picky about their food, nor fearful of the dark or being alone, and rarely crying or being irritable. Because of this, Spartan nurses were often sought after or hired by people from other regions.
Lycurgus was of another mind; he would not have masters bought out of the market for his young Spartans, nor such as should sell their pains; nor was it lawful, indeed, for the father himself to raise his children after his own fancy; but as soon as they were seven years old they were to be enrolled in certain companies and classes, where they all lived under the same order and discipline, doing their exercises and taking their play together. Of these he who showed the most conduct and courage was made captain; they had their eyes always upon him, obeyed his orders, and underwent patiently whatsoever punishment he inflicted; so that the whole course of their education was one continued exercise of a ready and perfect obedience. The old men, too, were spectators of their performances, and often raised quarrels and disputes among them, to have a good opportunity of finding out their different characters, and of seeing which would be valiant, which a coward, when they should come to more dangerous encounters. Reading and writing they gave them, just enough to serve their turn; their chief care was to make them good subjects, and to teach them to endure pain and conquer in battle. To this end, as they grew in years, their discipline was proportionally increased; their heads were close-clipped; they were accustomed to go barefoot, and for the most part to play naked.
Lycurgus had a different view; he wouldn’t allow masters to be bought for his young Spartans, nor would he accept those who would sell their efforts. Additionally, it wasn’t lawful for fathers to raise their children according to their own preferences; once the boys turned seven, they were enrolled in specific groups and classes, where they all lived under the same rules and discipline, participated in exercises, and played together. Among them, the one who showed the most leadership and bravery was chosen as captain; everyone looked up to him, followed his orders, and endured any punishments he imposed. Therefore, their entire education was a continuous exercise in prompt and complete obedience. The older men also watched their activities and often sparked arguments and disputes among them to gain insight into their different personalities and to see who would be brave and who might be a coward when faced with more dangerous situations. They provided just enough reading and writing to be useful; their main focus was to make them good citizens and to teach them to endure pain and excel in battle. As the boys grew older, their training became progressively more strict; they had their hair closely cropped, were used to going barefoot, and mostly played without clothes.
After they were twelve years old they were no longer allowed to wear any under-garment; they had one coat to serve them a year; their bodies were hard and dry, with but little acquaintance of baths and unguents; these human indulgences they were allowed only on some few particular days in the year. They lodged together in little bands upon beds made of the rushes which grew by the banks of the river Eurotas, which they were to break off with their hands without a knife; if it were winter, they mingled some thistledown with their rushes, which it was thought had the property of giving warmth.
After they turned twelve, they weren’t allowed to wear any underwear; they had one coat to last them the whole year. Their bodies were tough and dry, having little experience with baths and lotions; they were allowed those comforts only on a few specific days each year. They slept in small groups on beds made of rushes that grew by the banks of the Eurotas River, which they had to break off by hand, without using a knife. In winter, they mixed some thistledown with their rushes, believing it helped keep them warm.
Besides all this, there was always one of the best and most honest men in the city appointed to undertake the charge and governance of them; he again arranged them into their several bands, and set over each of them for their captain the most temperate and bold of those they called Irens, who were usually twenty years old, two years out of boyhood; and the eldest of the boys, again, were Mell-Irens, as much as to say, "who would shortly be men." This young man, therefore, was their captain when they fought, and their master at home, using them for the offices of his house; sending the oldest of them to fetch wood, and the weaker and less able, to gather salads and herbs, and these they must either go without or steal; which they did by creeping into the gardens, or conveying themselves cunningly and closely into the eating-houses; if they were taken in the act, they were whipped without mercy, for thieving so ill and awkwardly. They stole, too, all other meat they could lay their hands on, looking out and watching all opportunities, when people were asleep or more careless than usual. If they were caught, they were not only punished with whipping, but hunger, too, being reduced to their ordinary allowance, which was but very slender, and so contrived on purpose, that they might set about to help themselves, and be forced to exercise their energy and address.
Besides all this, there was always one of the best and most honest men in the city chosen to take charge of them; he would organize them into their various groups and assign the most disciplined and courageous of those they called Irens, usually around twenty years old, as their captains, just two years out of boyhood. The oldest boys were called Mell-Irens, which meant "those who would soon be men." This young man was their leader during battles and their master at home, using them for chores around the house; he would send the oldest to gather firewood and the weaker ones to collect salads and herbs, which they had to either go without or steal. They stole by sneaking into gardens or cleverly making their way into eating places; if caught, they were mercilessly whipped for their clumsy thievery. They also stole any food they could find, waiting for moments when people were asleep or less attentive. If caught, they faced not only whipping but also hunger, as their regular food allowance was very meager, designed so that they would be motivated to fend for themselves and forced to develop their skills and resourcefulness.
So seriously did the Lacedaemonian children go about their stealing, that a youth, having stolen a young fox and hid it under his coat, suffered it to tear out his very bowels with its teeth and claws, and died upon the place, rather than let it be seen. What is practised to this very day in Lacedaemon is enough to gain credit to this story, for I myself have seen several of the youths endure whipping to death at the foot of the altar of Diana surnamed Orthia.
The Lacedaemonian children took stealing so seriously that one young man, after stealing a young fox and hiding it under his coat, let it tear into him with its teeth and claws, ultimately dying on the spot instead of letting it be discovered. What still happens in Lacedaemon today supports this tale, as I have personally witnessed several youths endure fatal beatings at the foot of the altar of Diana known as Orthia.
The Iren, or under-master, used to stay a little with them after supper, and one of them he bade to sing a song, to another he put a question which required an advised and deliberate answer; for example, Who was the best man in the city? What he thought of such an action of such a man? They accustomed them thus early to pass a right judgment upon persons and things, and to inform themselves of the abilities or defects of their countrymen. If they had not an answer ready to the question, Who was a good or who an ill-reputed citizen? they were looked upon as of a dull and careless disposition, and to have little or no sense of virtue and honor; besides this, they were to give a good reason for what they said, and in as few words and as comprehensive as might be; he that failed of this, or answered not to the purpose, had his thumb bit by his master.
The under-master used to spend a little time with them after dinner, and he would ask one of them to sing a song while putting a question to another that needed a thoughtful answer; for instance, who was the best person in the city? What did he think about the actions of that person? They trained them early on to make sound judgments about people and situations and to understand the strengths or weaknesses of their fellow citizens. If they didn’t have an answer ready to the question of who was a good or bad citizen, they were seen as dull and careless, lacking a sense of virtue and honor. Additionally, they had to provide a solid reason for their responses in as few words as possible while still being comprehensive; anyone who failed to do this or didn’t answer appropriately would get their thumb bitten by their master.
They taught them, also, to speak with a natural and graceful raillery, and to comprehend much matter of thought in few words. For Lycurgus, who ordered, as we saw, that a great piece of money should be but of an inconsiderable value, on the contrary would allow no discourse to be current which did not contain in few words a great deal of useful and curious sense; children in Sparta, by a habit of long silence, came to give just and sententious answers; for, indeed, loose talkers seldom originate many sensible words. King Agis, when some Athenian laughed at their short swords, and said that the jugglers on the stage swallowed them with ease, answered him, "We find them long enough to reach our enemies with;" and as their swords were short and sharp, so, it seems to me, were their sayings. They reach the point and arrest the attention of the hearers better than any others. Lycurgus himself seems to have been short and sententious, if we may trust the anecdotes of him; as appears by his answer to one who by all means would set up democracy in Lacedaemon. "Begin, friend," said he, "and set it up in your family." Another asked him why he allowed of such mean and trivial sacrifices to the gods. He replied, "That we may always have something to offer to them." Being asked what sort of martial exercises or combats he approved of, he answered, "All sorts, except that in which you stretch out your hands."
They also taught them to speak with a natural and graceful humor, and to express a lot of thoughtful ideas in just a few words. Lycurgus, as we saw, who mandated that a large coin should be of minimal value, would not allow any conversation to happen that didn’t convey a wealth of useful and interesting ideas in a few words. Children in Sparta, through a habit of long silence, learned to give concise and wise answers; indeed, those who talk too much seldom produce many sensible remarks. King Agis, when an Athenian mocked their short swords, saying that stage performers swallowed them easily, replied, “We find them long enough to reach our enemies;” and just like their swords were short and sharp, it seems their sayings were too. They got to the point and captured the attention of listeners better than any others. Lycurgus himself seemed to be succinct and to the point, if we can trust the stories about him, as shown by his response to someone who insisted on establishing democracy in Lacedaemon. “Go ahead, my friend,” he said, “and set it up in your family.” Another asked him why he permitted such humble and simple sacrifices to the gods. He replied, “So that we always have something to offer them.” When asked what kind of military exercises or combats he approved of, he answered, “All kinds, except the one where you stretch out your hands.”
Of their dislike to talkativeness, the following apophthegms are evidence. King Leonidas said to one who held him in discourse upon some useful matter, but not in due time and place, "Much to the purpose, sir, elsewhere." King Charilaus, the nephew of Lycurgus, being asked why his uncle had made so few laws, answered, "Men of few words require but few laws." When one blamed Hecataeus the sophist because that, being invited to the public table, he had not spoken one word all supper-time, Archidamidas answered in his vindication, "He who knows how to speak, knows also when."
Of their dislike for talkativeness, the following sayings provide proof. King Leonidas said to someone who was discussing a useful topic but not at the right time and place, "This is a good point, sir, but elsewhere." King Charilaus, the nephew of Lycurgus, was asked why his uncle had made so few laws and answered, "People who don’t talk much need fewer laws." When someone criticized Hecataeus the sophist for not saying a word during the entire dinner after being invited to the public table, Archidamidas defended him, saying, "He who knows how to speak also knows when to speak."
The sharp, and yet not ungraceful, retorts which I mentioned may be instanced as follows. Demaratus, being asked in a troublesome manner by an importunate fellow, Who was the best man in Lacedaemon? answered at last, "He, sir, that is the least like you." Some, in company where Agis was, much extolled the Eleans for their just and honorable management of the Olympic games; "Indeed," said Agis, "they are highly to be commended if they can do justice one day in five years."
The sharp but still graceful replies I mentioned can be illustrated like this. When Demaratus was asked in an annoying way by a persistent guy who the best man in Lacedaemon was, he finally responded, "The one, sir, who is least like you." In a group where Agis was present, some people praised the Eleans for their fair and honorable handling of the Olympic games; Agis replied, "They deserve a lot of credit if they can manage to do justice one day out of every five years."
We may see their character, too, in their very jests. For they did not throw them out at random, but the very wit of them was grounded upon something or other worth thinking about. For instance, one, being asked to go hear a man who exactly counterfeited the voice of a nightingale, answered, "Sir, I have heard the nightingale itself." Another, having read the following inscription upon a tomb,—
We can also see their character in their jokes. They didn’t throw them out randomly; the humor was based on something meaningful. For example, when someone was asked to go listen to a man who perfectly imitated a nightingale, they replied, “Sir, I’ve heard the nightingale itself.” Another person, after reading the following inscription on a tomb,—
Seeking to quench a cruel tyranny, They, at Selinus, did in battle die,
In their fight against a harsh tyranny, They died in battle at Selinus,
said, it served them right; for instead of trying to quench the tyranny they should have let it burn out. A lad, being offered some game-cocks that would die upon the spot, said he cared not for cocks that would die, but for such as would live and kill others. In short, their answers were so sententious and pertinent, that one said well that intellectual, much more truly than athletic, exercise was the Spartan characteristic.
said, they got what they deserved; instead of trying to put an end to the oppression, they should have just let it fade away. A boy, when offered some game-cocks that would die immediately, said he was not interested in cocks that would die, but in those that would survive and defeat others. In short, their responses were so insightful and relevant that one pointed out that intellectual, much more than physical, exercise was the true hallmark of the Spartans.
Nor was their instruction in music and verse less carefully attended to than their habits of grace and good breeding in conversation. And their very songs had a life and spirit in them that inflamed and possessed men's minds with an enthusiasm and ardor for action; the style of them was plain and without affectation; the subject always serious and moral; most usually it was in praise of such men as had died in defence of their country, or in derision of those that had been cowards; the former they declared happy and glorified; the life of the latter they described as most miserable and abject. There were also vaunts of what they would do, and boasts of what they had done, varying with the various ages, as, for example, they had three choirs in their solemn festivals, the first of the old men, the second of the young men, and the last of the children; the old men began thus:
Their training in music and poetry was just as attentively managed as their manners and conversational skills. Even their songs had a vibrant energy that fired people up and filled their minds with passion and a drive to act. The style was straightforward and genuine, without any pretentiousness; the themes were always serious and moral. Most often, they praised those who had died defending their country or ridiculed those who had shown cowardice. They celebrated the former as fortunate and glorified them, while portraying the lives of the latter as extremely miserable and wretched. There were also declarations of what they would accomplish and boasts about their past achievements, varying with the different generations. For instance, they had three choirs during their solemn festivals: one for the elders, one for the young men, and one for the children. The elders started like this:
We once were young, and brave and strong;
We were once young, brave, and strong;
the young men answered them, singing,
the young men replied to them, singing,
And we're so now, come on and try;
And we're so ready now, come on and give it a shot;
the children came last and said,
the kids came last and said,
But we'll be strongest by and by.
But we'll be stronger in time.
Before they engaged in battle, the Lacedaemonians abated a little the severity of their manners in favor of their young men, suffering them to curl and adorn their hair, and to have costly arms, and fine clothes; and were well pleased to see them, like proud horses, neighing and pressing to the course. And therefore, as soon as they came to be well grown, they took a great deal of care of their hair, to have it parted and trimmed, especially against a day of battle, pursuant to a saying recorded of their lawgiver, that a large head of hair added beauty to a good face, and terror to an ugly one.
Before they went into battle, the Spartans softened their strict ways a bit for their young men, allowing them to style and decorate their hair, wear expensive armor, and dress in fine clothes. They were pleased to see them, like proud horses, eager and ready for the race. So, as soon as they grew up, they took great care of their hair, making sure it was styled and trimmed, especially before a battle, following a saying from their lawgiver that a full head of hair made a good face even more attractive and an ugly one more frightening.
The senate, as I said before, consisted of those who were Lycurgus's chief aiders and assistants in his plan. The vacancies he ordered to be supplied out of the best and most deserving men past sixty years old. The manner of their election was as follows: the people being called together, some selected persons were locked up in a room near the place of election, so contrived that they could neither see nor be seen, but could only hear the noise of the assembly without; for they decided this, as most other affairs of moment, by the shouts of the people. This done, the competitors were not brought in and presented all together, but one after another by lot, and passed in order through the assembly without speaking a word. Those who were locked up had writing-tables with them, in which they recorded and marked each shout by its loudness, without knowing in favor of which candidate each of them was made, but merely that they came first, second, third, and so forth. He who was found to have the most and loudest acclamations was declared senator duly elected.
The senate, as I mentioned earlier, was made up of those who were Lycurgus's main supporters and helpers in his plan. He ordered that any vacancies be filled by the best and most deserving men over sixty years old. The process for their election was as follows: the people were gathered together, and some selected individuals were locked in a room near the election site, designed so they could neither see nor be seen, but could only hear the noise of the crowd outside; this was because they decided important matters, like this one, by the shouts of the people. Once this was done, the candidates were not brought in all at once, but one by one randomly, and they passed through the assembly without saying a word. Those who were locked away had writing boards with them, where they recorded and noted each shout by its volume, without knowing which candidate each shout was for, only that they were in the first, second, third position, and so on. The candidate who received the most and loudest cheers was declared the duly elected senator.
When he perceived that his more important institutions had taken root in the minds of his countrymen, that custom had rendered them familiar and easy, that his commonwealth was now grown up and able to go alone, then, as Plato somewhere tells us the Maker of the world, when first he saw it existing and beginning its motion, felt joy, even so Lycurgus, viewing with joy and satisfaction the greatness and beauty of his political structure, now fairly at work and in motion, conceived the thought to make it immortal too, and as far as human forecast could reach, to deliver it down unchangeable to posterity. He called an extraordinary assembly of all the people, and told them that he now thought everything reasonably well established, both for the happiness and the virtue of the state; but that there was one thing still behind, of the greatest importance, which he thought not fit to impart until he had consulted the oracle; in the meantime, his desire was that they would observe the laws without even the least alteration until his return, and then he would do as the god should direct him. They all consented readily, and bade him hasten his journey; but, before he departed, he administered an oath to the two kings, the senate, and the whole commons, to abide by and maintain the established form of polity until Lycurgus should come back. This done, he set out for Delphi, and, having sacrificed to Apollo, asked him whether the laws he had established were good and sufficient for a people's happiness and virtue. The oracle answered that the laws were excellent, and that the people, while it observed them, should live in the height of renown. Lycurgus took the oracle in writing, and sent it over to Sparta, and, having sacrificed a second time to Apollo, and taken leave of his friends and his son, he resolved that the Spartans should not be released from the oath they had taken, and that he would, of his own act, close his life where he was. He was now about that age in which life was still tolerable, and yet might be quitted without regret. Everything, moreover, about him was in a sufficiently prosperous condition. He, therefore, made an end of himself by a total abstinence from food; thinking it a statesman's duty to make his very death, if possible, an act of service to the state, and even in the end of his life to give some example of virtue and effect some useful purpose. Nor was he deceived in his expectations, for the city of Lacedaemon continued the chief city of all Greece for the space of five hundred years, in strict observance of Lycurgus's laws; in all which time there was no manner of alteration made, during the reign of fourteen kings, down to the time of Agis, the son of Archidamus.
When he realized that his more important institutions had taken root in the minds of his fellow citizens, that tradition had made them familiar and easy to accept, and that his commonwealth was now grown and able to stand on its own, he felt a sense of joy, much like how Plato describes the Maker of the world, who was filled with joy upon seeing it exist and begin to move. Similarly, Lycurgus, filled with happiness and satisfaction at the greatness and beauty of his political system, now in full operation, thought about how to make it immortal and, as far as human foresight allowed, to ensure it remained unchanged for future generations. He called an extraordinary assembly of all the people and told them he believed everything was reasonably well established for both the happiness and virtue of the state; however, there was one crucial matter he thought was best kept to himself until he had consulted the oracle. In the meantime, he asked them to maintain the laws without any changes until he returned, after which he would act according to the god's guidance. They all readily agreed and urged him to hurry on his journey; but before he left, he made the two kings, the senate, and the entire population take an oath to uphold the established form of government until Lycurgus returned. Once that was done, he set off for Delphi, and after making a sacrifice to Apollo, he asked whether the laws he had established were good and sufficient for the people's happiness and virtue. The oracle replied that the laws were excellent, and that as long as the people adhered to them, they would live in great renown. Lycurgus received the oracle's message in writing and sent it back to Sparta. After making a second sacrifice to Apollo and saying goodbye to his friends and his son, he determined that the Spartans should remain bound by the oath they had taken, and he would choose to end his own life where he was. He was at an age where life was still bearable, yet he could leave it behind without regret. Furthermore, everything around him was in a fairly prosperous condition. Thus, he chose to end his life through complete fasting, believing it was a statesman's duty to make his death an act of service to the state, providing an example of virtue and achieving a meaningful purpose even at the end of his life. He was not mistaken in his expectations, for the city of Lacedaemon remained the main city of all Greece for five hundred years, strictly following Lycurgus's laws; during all that time, there was no change, even through the reign of fourteen kings, until the time of Agis, the son of Archidamus.
King Theopompus, when one said that Sparta held up so long because their kings could command so well, replied, "Nay, rather because the people know so well how to obey." For people do not obey, unless rulers know how to command; obedience is a lesson taught by commanders. A true leader himself creates the obedience of his own followers; as it is the greatest attainment in the art of riding to make a horse gentle and tractable, so is it of the science of government to inspire men with a willingness to obey.
King Theopompus, when someone remarked that Sparta lasted so long because their kings were great at commanding, responded, "No, it's because the people know how to obey." People don’t obey unless their leaders know how to give orders; obedience is something that leaders teach. A true leader fosters the obedience of their followers; just as it's a major skill in horse riding to make a horse gentle and manageable, so it is in governance to motivate people to willingly follow.
It is reported that when the bones were brought home to Sparta his tomb was struck with lightning, an accident which befell no eminent person but himself and Euripides. But Aristocrates, the son of Hipparchus, says that he died in Crete, and that his Cretan friends, in accordance with his own request, when they had burned his body, scattered the ashes into the sea, for fear lest, if his relics should be transported to Lacedaemon, the people might pretend to be released from their oaths, and make innovations in the government.
It’s reported that when the bones were brought back to Sparta, his tomb was struck by lightning—an event that only happened to him and Euripides. However, Aristocrates, the son of Hipparchus, claims that he died in Crete, and that his Cretan friends, following his wishes, burned his body and scattered the ashes into the sea. They did this to avoid the chance that if his remains were taken to Lacedaemon, people might claim they were freed from their oaths and try to change the government.
SOLON
SOLON, as Hermippus writes, when his father had ruined his estate in doing benefits and kindnesses to other men, though he had friends enough that were willing to contribute to his relief, yet was ashamed to be beholden to others, since he was descended from a family who were accustomed to do kindnesses rather than receive them; and therefore applied himself to merchandise in his youth; though others assure us that he traveled rather to get learning and experience than to make money. It is certain that he was a lover of knowledge, for when he was old he would say that he
SOLON, as Hermippus writes, when his father had lost their fortune from helping others, even though he had plenty of friends willing to help him out, felt embarrassed to rely on anyone. He came from a family that was used to giving help rather than accepting it. So, he focused on commerce in his youth; although others claim he traveled more to gain knowledge and experience than to earn money. It's clear that he had a passion for learning, because when he got older, he would say that he
Each day grew older, and learnt something new.
Each day passed and learned something new.
But that he accounted himself rather poor than rich is evident from the lines,
But it's clear from the lines that he considered himself more poor than rich,
Some wicked men are rich, some good are poor, We will not change our virtue for their store; Virtue's a thing that none can take away, But money changes owners all the day.
Some bad people are wealthy, some good people are not, We won’t compromise our integrity for what they’ve got; Integrity is something no one can steal, But money changes hands constantly, that’s real.
It is stated that Anacharsis and Solon and Thales were familiarly acquainted, and some have quoted parts of their discourse; for, they say, Anacharsis, coming to Athens, knocked at Solon's door and told him that he, being a stranger, was come to be his guest, and contract a friendship with him; and Solon replying; "It is better to make friends at home," Anacharsis replied, "Then you that are at home make friendship with me." Solon, somewhat surprised at the readiness of the repartee, received him kindly, and kept him some time with him, being already engaged in public business and the compilation of his laws; which when Anacharsis understood, he laughed at him for imagining the dishonesty and covetousness of his countrymen could be restrained by written laws, which were like spiders' webs, and would catch, it is true, the weak and poor, but easily be broken by the mighty and rich. To this Solon rejoined that men keep their promises when neither side can get anything by the breaking of them; and he would so fit his laws to the citizens, that all should understand it was more eligible to be just than to break the laws. But the event rather agreed with the conjecture of Anacharsis than Solon's hope. Anacharsis, being once at the assembly, expressed his wonder that in Greece wise men spoke and fools decided.
It’s said that Anacharsis, Solon, and Thales were friendly with each other, and some have shared parts of their conversations. They say that when Anacharsis arrived in Athens, he knocked on Solon’s door and told him that he was a stranger looking to be his guest and form a friendship. Solon replied, “It’s better to make friends at home,” to which Anacharsis responded, “Then you who are at home should be friends with me.” Solon, a bit taken aback by the quick comeback, welcomed him in and spent some time with him since he was already busy with public matters and writing his laws. When Anacharsis learned about this, he laughed, mocking the idea that the greed and dishonesty of his countrymen could be controlled by written laws, which he likened to spider webs: effective against the weak and poor but easily torn apart by the powerful and rich. Solon replied that people keep their promises when neither side has anything to gain from breaking them, and he would design his laws so that everyone would realize it’s better to be fair than to break the laws. However, the outcome turned out to align more with Anacharsis' skepticism than with Solon's optimism. At one assembly, Anacharsis expressed his astonishment that in Greece, wise men spoke while fools made the decisions.
Now, when the Athenians were tired with a tedious and difficult war that they conducted against the Megarians for the island Salamis, and made a law that is should be death for any man, by writing or speaking, to assert that the city ought to endeavor to recover it, Solon, vexed at the disgrace, and perceiving thousands of the youth wished for somebody to begin, but did not dare to stir first for fear of the law, counterfeited a distraction, and by his own family it was spread about the city that he was mad. He then secretly composed some elegiac verses, and getting them by heart, that it might seem extempore, ran out into the market-place with a cap upon his head, and, the people gathering about him, got upon the herald's stand, and sang that elegy which begins thus:—
Now, when the Athenians were exhausted from a long and challenging war against the Megarians over the island of Salamis, they made a law that anyone who wrote or spoke about the city trying to reclaim it would face the death penalty. Solon, frustrated by this disgrace, noticed that many young people wanted someone to take the initiative but were too scared to do so because of the law. To get around this, he pretended to lose his mind, and it spread through his family that he was crazy. He then secretly wrote some elegiac verses, memorized them so it would seem spontaneous, and ran into the market with a cap on his head. As people gathered around him, he climbed up to the herald's stand and sang the elegy that begins like this:—
I am a herald come from Salamis the fair, My news from thence my verses shall declare.
I'm a messenger from beautiful Salamis, My verses will share the news from there.
The poem is called "Salamis"; it contains a hundred verses, very elegantly written. When it had been sung, his friends commended it, and especially Pisistratus exhorted the citizens to obey his directions; insomuch that they recalled the law, and renewed the war under Solon's conduct. The popular take is, that with Pisistratus he sailed to Colias, and, finding the women, according to the custom of the country there, sacrificing to Ceres, he sent a trusty friend to Salamis, who should pretend himself a renegade, and advise them, if they desired to seize the chief Athenian women, to come with him at once to Colias; the Megarians presently sent off men in the vessel with him, and Solon, seeing it put off from the island, commanded the women to be gone, and some beardless youths, dressed in their clothes, their shoes, and caps, and privately armed with daggers, to dance and play near the shore till the enemies had landed and the vessel was in their power. Things being thus ordered, the Megarians were allured with the appearance, and, coming to the shore, jumped out, eager who should first seize a prize, so that not one of them escaped; and the Athenians set sail for the island and took it.
The poem is titled "Salamis"; it has a hundred verses, very elegantly written. After it was sung, his friends praised it, and especially Pisistratus encouraged the citizens to follow his instructions; as a result, they reinstated the law and resumed the war under Solon's leadership. The common story is that with Pisistratus he sailed to Colias, and finding the women there, who were, according to local custom, sacrificing to Ceres, he sent a trusted friend to Salamis to pose as a turncoat and suggest that if they wanted to capture the main Athenian women, they should come immediately to Colias; the Megarians quickly sent men with him on the ship, and Solon, seeing it depart from the island, ordered the women to leave, and some young men without beards, dressed in their clothes, shoes, and caps, secretly armed with daggers, to dance and play near the shore until the enemies had landed and the vessel was under their control. With things arranged this way, the Megarians were tempted by the scene and, coming to the shore, jumped out eager to be the first to grab a prize, so that not one of them escaped; the Athenians then set sail for the island and took it.
For this Solon grew famed and powerful; but his advice in favor of defending the oracle at Delphi, to give aid, and not to suffer the Cirrhaeans to profane it, but to maintain the honor of the god, got him most repute among the Greeks: for upon his persuasion the Amphictyons undertook the war.
For this, Solon became renowned and influential; however, his suggestion to defend the oracle at Delphi, to provide assistance, and not to let the Cirrhaeans disrespect it, but to uphold the god's honor, earned him great respect among the Greeks. Because of his advice, the Amphictyons launched the war.
Now the Cylonian pollution had a long time disturbed the commonwealth, ever since the time when Megacles the archon persuaded the conspirators with Cylon that took sanctuary in Athena's temple to come down and stand to a fair trial. And they, tying a thread to the image, and holding one end of it, went down to the tribunal; but when they came to the temple of the Furies, the thread broke of its own accord, upon which, as if the goddess had refused them protection, they were seized by Megacles and the other magistrates; as many as were without the temples were stoned, those that fled for sanctuary were butchered at the altar, and only those escaped who made supplication to the wives of the magistrates.
Now the Cylonian pollution had long disturbed the community, ever since Megacles the archon convinced the conspirators with Cylon, who had sought refuge in Athena's temple, to come down and face a fair trial. They attached a thread to the statue, holding one end of it, and went down to the tribunal; but when they reached the temple of the Furies, the thread broke on its own. This was seen as a sign that the goddess had denied them protection, so they were captured by Megacles and the other officials. Those who were outside the temples were stoned, those who fled to the altar for sanctuary were killed, and only those who appealed to the wives of the officials managed to escape.
The Athenians, now the Cylonian sedition was over and the polluted gone into banishment, fell into their old quarrels about the government, there being as many different parties as there were diversities in the country. The Hill quarter favored democracy; the Plain, oligarchy; and those that lived by the Sea-side stood for a mixed sort of government, and so hindered either of the parties from prevailing. And the disparity of fortune between the rich and the poor at that time also reached its height; so that the city seemed to be in a truly dangerous condition, and no other means for freeing it from disturbances and settling it to be possible but a despotic power.
The Athenians, now that the Cylonian uprising was over and the corrupt had been exiled, fell back into their old arguments about the government, with as many different factions as there were variations in the land. The people from the hills supported democracy; those from the plains backed oligarchy; and those living by the seaside advocated for a mixed form of government, preventing either side from winning out. The gap between the rich and the poor was also at its peak during this time, making the city seem genuinely vulnerable, with no other solution to restore order and stability but to resort to a tyrannical power.
Then the wisest of the Athenians, perceiving Solon was of all men the only one not implicated in the troubles, that he had not joined in the exactions of the rich, and was not involved in the necessities of the poor, pressed him to succor the commonwealth and compose the differences. Solon, reluctantly at first, engaged in state affairs, being afraid of the pride of one party and the greediness of the other; he was chosen archon, however, after Philombrotus, and empowered to be an arbitrator and lawgiver; the rich consenting because he was wealthy, the poor because he was honest. There was a saying of his current before the election, that when things are even there never can be war, and this pleased both parties, the wealthy and the poor; the one conceiving him to mean, when all have their fair proportion; the other, when all are absolutely equal. Thus, there being great hopes on both sides, the chief men pressed Solon to take the government into his own hands, and, when he was once settled, manage the business freely and according to his pleasure; and many of the commons, perceiving it would be a difficult change to be effected by law and reason, were willing to have one wise and just man set over the affairs; and some say that Solon had this oracle from Apollo:
Then the wisest of the Athenians saw that Solon was the only person not involved in the troubles, as he hadn’t participated in the exploitation of the rich and wasn't caught up in the struggles of the poor. They urged him to help the city and resolve the disputes. Solon, initially hesitant, reluctantly got involved in politics, fearing the arrogance of one side and the greediness of the other. However, he was elected archon after Philombrotus and given the power to act as an arbitrator and lawmaker; the rich supported him because he was wealthy, and the poor backed him because he was honest. Before the election, there was a saying of his that when things are equal, there can be no war, which pleased both sides: the wealthy interpreted it as meaning everyone should have their fair share, while the poor thought it meant complete equality. With high hopes on both sides, the prominent leaders urged Solon to take control of the government and, once in power, to manage affairs as he saw fit. Many common people, realizing that making a difficult change through laws and reason would be challenging, preferred to have one wise and just person overseeing the matters. Some even claim that Solon received an oracle from Apollo:
Take the mid-seat, and be the vessel's guide; Many in Athens are upon your side.
Take the middle seat and be the guide of the ship; Many in Athens support you.
From which it is manifest that he was a man of great reputation before he gave his laws. The several mocks that were put upon him for refusing the power, he records in these words:
From this, it’s clear that he was a man of high reputation before he established his laws. He documents the various insults he faced for refusing power in these words:
Solon surely was a dreamer, and a man of simple mind; When the gods would give him fortune, he of his own will declined; When the new was full of fishes, over-heavy thinking it, He declined to haul it up, through want of heart and want of wit. Had but I that chance of riches and of kingship for one day, I would give my skin for flaying, and my house to die away.
Solon was definitely a dreamer and not very practical. When the gods offered him good fortune, he chose to turn it down. When the net was full of fish, he overthought it and decided not to pull it in, lacking the courage and cleverness to go for it. If I had just one day with the chance for wealth and power, I would trade my skin to be flayed and give up my home to disappear.
Thus he makes the many and the low people speak of him. Yet, though he refused the government, he did not show himself mean and submissive to the powerful, nor make his laws to pleasure those that chose him. For the first thing which he settled was, that what debts remained should be forgiven, and no man, for the future, should engage the body of his debtor for security. Though some, as Androtion, affirm that the debts were not canceled, but the interest only lessened, which sufficiently pleased the people; so that they named this benefit the Seisacthea, together with the enlarging of their measures, and raising the value of their money; for he made a pound, which before passed for seventy-three drachmas, go for a hundred; so that, though the number of pieces in the payment was equal, the value was less; which proved a considerable benefit to those that were to discharge great debts, and no loss to the creditors.
So, he made sure that both the common people and the lower classes talked about him. Yet, even though he turned down the government position, he didn’t act petty or submissive toward the powerful, nor did he create laws just to please those who chose him. The first thing he established was that all outstanding debts should be forgiven, and no one should be required to use their debtor's body as collateral anymore. Although some, like Androtion, claim that only the interest was reduced and not the debts canceled, this still made the people quite happy. They called this change the Seisacthea, along with improving their weight measurements and increasing the value of their currency. He increased the value of a pound that previously was worth seventy-three drachmas to now be worth one hundred, so even though the number of coins in payments remained the same, their value was less. This was a significant benefit for those who had to pay off large debts, while it didn’t hurt the creditors.
While he was designing this, a most vexatious thing happened; for when he had resolved to take off the debts, and was considering the proper form and fit beginning for it, he told some of his friends, Conon, Clinias, and Hipponicus, in whom he had a great deal of confidence, that he would not meddle with the lands, but only free the people from their debts; upon which, they, using their advantage, made haste and borrowed some considerable sums of money, and purchased some large farms; and when the law was enacted, they kept the possessions, and would not return the money; which brought Solon into great suspicion and dislike, as if he himself had not been abused, but was concerned in the contrivance. But he presently stopped this suspicion, by releasing his own debtors of five talents (for he had lent so much), according to the law; others, as Polyzelus the Rhodian, say fifteen.
While he was working on this, something very frustrating happened. After deciding to cancel the debts, he was thinking about a suitable way to start the process. He told some of his trusted friends, Conon, Clinias, and Hipponicus, that he would not interfere with the land, but would only free the people from their debts. Taking advantage of this information, they quickly borrowed large sums of money and bought several big farms. Once the law was passed, they kept the properties and didn’t return the money, which made Solon look suspicious and disliked, as if he was involved in the scheme rather than a victim of it. To counter this suspicion, he quickly forgave his own debtors of five talents (the amount he had lent), following the law; others, like Polyzelus from Rhodes, claim it was fifteen.
Soon becoming sensible of the good that was done, the people laid by their grudges, made a public sacrifice, and chose Solon to new-model and make laws for the commonwealth, giving him the entire power over everything, their magistracies, their assemblies, courts, and councils; that he should appoint the number, times of meeting, and what estate they must have that could be capable of these, and dissolve or continue any of the present constitutions, according to his pleasure.
Soon realizing the good that had been done, the people put aside their grudges, made a public offering, and chose Solon to redesign and create laws for the community, giving him complete authority over everything—including their officials, assemblies, courts, and councils. He would decide the number and timing of meetings and what qualifications were needed to participate in these roles, as well as the power to dissolve or maintain any of the current systems as he saw fit.
First, then, he repealed all Draco's laws, except those concerning homicide, because they were too severe and the punishments too great; for death was appointed for almost all offences, insomuch that those that were convicted of idleness were to die, and those that stole a cabbage or an apple to suffer even as villains that committed sacrilege or murder. So that Demades, in after time, was thought to have said very happily, that Draco's laws were written not with ink, but blood; and he himself, being once asked why he made death the punishment of most offences, replied: "Small ones deserve that, and I have no higher for the greater crimes."
First, he repealed all of Draco's laws, except for those related to homicide, because they were too harsh and the punishments too severe; death was the penalty for almost every offense, so much so that those convicted of laziness were to be executed, and those who stole a cabbage or an apple faced the same fate as those who committed sacrilege or murder. Therefore, Demades later remarked that Draco's laws were written not with ink, but with blood; when he was asked why he imposed death as the punishment for so many offenses, he replied, "Minor offenses deserve that, and I have no greater penalty for the more serious crimes."
Next, Solon, being willing to continue the magistracies in the hands of the rich men, and yet receive the people into the other part of the government, took an account of the citizens' estates, and those that were worth five hundred measures of fruits, dry and liquid, he placed in the first rank; those that could keep a horse, or were worth three hundred measures, were made the second class; those that had two hundred measures, were in the third; and all the other were called Thetes, who were not admitted to any office, but could come to the assembly, and act as jurors; which at first seemed nothing, but afterward was found an enormous privilege, as almost every matter of dispute came before them in this latter capacity. Besides, it is said that he was obscure and ambiguous in the wording of his laws, on purpose to increase the honor of his courts; for since their differences could not be adjusted by the letter, they would have to bring all their causes to the judges, who thus were in a manner masters of the laws. Of this equalization he himself makes mention in this manner:
Next, Solon, wanting to keep the government positions in the hands of the wealthy while also allowing the people to have a say, took stock of the citizens' property. Those who owned five hundred measures of fruit, both dry and liquid, were placed in the top rank; those who could afford a horse or were worth three hundred measures were put in the second class; those with two hundred measures were in the third; and all others were called Thetes, who weren't allowed to hold any office but could attend assemblies and serve as jurors. Initially, this seemed like a small thing, but later it turned out to be a significant privilege, as nearly every dispute had to be brought before them in this role. Additionally, it is said that he intentionally made the language of his laws unclear and vague to enhance the prestige of his courts; since their issues couldn't be settled by the written law, everyone had to bring their cases to the judges, who thus became the de facto authorities on the law. He himself refers to this equalization in the following way:
Such power I gave the people as might do, Abridged not what they had, now lavished new. Those that were great in wealth and high in place, My counsel likewise kept from all disgrace. Before them both I held my shield of might, And let not either touch the other's right.
I gave the people power that they could use, Without taking away what they had, and giving them more. Those who were wealthy and in high positions, I also protected from any shame. In front of them both, I held my shield of strength, And made sure neither interfered with the other's authority.
When he had constituted the Areopagus of those who had been yearly archons, of which he himself was a member therefore, observing that the people, now free from their debts, were unsettled and imperious, he formed another council of four hundred, a hundred out of each of the four tribes, which was to inspect all matters before they were propounded to the people, and to take care that nothing but what had been first examined should be brought before the general assembly. The upper council, or Areopagus, he made inspectors and keepers of the laws, conceiving that the commonwealth, held by these two councils like anchors, would be less liable to be tossed by tumults, and the people be more at quiet. Such is the general statement that Solon instituted the Areopagus.
When he established the Areopagus made up of those who had served as yearly archons, of which he was also a member, he noticed that the people, now freed from their debts, were restless and demanding. So, he created another council of four hundred, with one hundred members from each of the four tribes. This council was responsible for reviewing all issues before they were presented to the people, ensuring that only matters that had been examined first would be brought to the general assembly. He designated the upper council, or Areopagus, as the guardians and overseers of the laws, believing that with these two councils acting as stabilizers, the commonwealth would be less prone to chaos and the people would enjoy greater peace. This is the general account of how Solon established the Areopagus.
Amongst his other laws, one is very peculiar and surprising, which disfranchises all who stand neuter in a sedition; for it seems he would not have any one remain insensible and regardless of the public good, but at once join with the good party and those that have the right upon their side, assist and venture with them, rather than keep out of harm's way and watch who would get the better.
Among his other laws, one is particularly odd and surprising, which strips the rights of anyone who stays neutral in a rebellion; it appears he doesn't want anyone to ignore the public good, but instead to choose a side, join the party that's in the right, and support them, rather than just staying safe and waiting to see who comes out on top.
Another commendable law of Solon's is that which forbids men to speak evil of the dead.
Another great law of Solon's is the one that prevents people from speaking ill of the dead.
Since the country has but few rivers, lakes, or large springs, and many used wells which they had dug, there was a law made, that, where there was a public well within a hippicon, that is, four furlongs, all should draw at that; but then it was farther off, they should try and procure a well of their own; and, if they had dug ten fathoms deep and could find no water, they had liberty to fetch a pitcherful of four gallons and a half in a day from their neighbors'; for he thought it prudent to make provision against want, but not to supply laziness. He showed skill in his orders about planting, for any one that would plant another tree was not to set it within five feet of his neighbor's field; but if a fig or an olive, not within nine, for their roots spread farther, nor can they be planted near all sorts of trees without damage, for they draw away the nourishment, and in some cases are noxious by their effluvia. He that would dig a pit or a ditch was to dig it at the distance of its own depth from his neighbor's ground; and he that would raise stocks of bees was not to place them within three hundred feet of those which another had already raised.
Since the country has very few rivers, lakes, or large springs, and many people relied on wells they had dug, a law was established stating that if there was a public well within a distance of four furlongs, everyone should use that. However, if it was farther away, they should try to dig a well of their own. If they dug ten fathoms deep and still couldn't find water, they were allowed to take a pitcher containing four and a half gallons from their neighbors once a day. This was done to prevent shortages but not to encourage laziness. He was also skilled in his guidelines about planting; anyone who wanted to plant another tree couldn't do so within five feet of their neighbor's field. However, if it was a fig or olive tree, it couldn't be planted within nine feet because their roots spread wider. They also shouldn't be planted near all types of trees because they can take away nutrients and, in some cases, be harmful due to their emissions. Anyone who wanted to dig a pit or ditch had to do so at a distance equal to its own depth from their neighbor's land, and anyone who wanted to raise bees couldn't place their hives within three hundred feet of someone else's hives.
He permitted only oil to be exported, and those that exported any other fruit, the archon was solemnly to curse, or else pay an hundred drachmas (a drachma was about twenty cents.) himself; and this law was written in his first table, and, therefore, let none think it incredible, as some affirm, that the exportation of figs was once unlawful. He made a law also, concerning hurts and injuries from beasts, in which he commands the master of any dog that bit a man to deliver him up with a log about his neck four and a half feet long-a happy device for men's security.
He only allowed oil to be exported, and anyone who exported any other type of fruit would be cursed by the archon or would have to pay a hundred drachmas (a drachma was about twenty cents). This law was written in his first table, so no one should find it hard to believe, as some claim, that exporting figs was once illegal. He also made a law about injuries caused by animals, which required the owner of any dog that bit a person to hand the dog over with a four-and-a-half-foot log around its neck—a clever measure for people's safety.
All his laws he established for an hundred years, and wrote them on wooden tables or rollers, named axones, which might be turned round in oblong cases; some of their relics were in my time still to be seen in the Prytaneum, or common hall, at Athens. These, as Aristotle states, were called cyrbes, and there is a passage of Cratinus the comedian,
All his laws were set for a hundred years, and he wrote them on wooden tablets or scrolls, called axones, which could be rolled up in oblong cases; some of these relics were still visible during my time in the Prytaneum, or common hall, in Athens. As Aristotle mentions, they were called cyrbes, and there is a reference from the comedian Cratinus,
By Solon, and by Draco, if you please, Whose Cyrbes make the fires that parch our peas.
By Solon, and by Draco, if you don’t mind, Whose laws create the heat that scorches our fields.
But some say those are properly cyrbes, which contain laws concerning sacrifices and the rites of religion, and all the other axones. The council all jointly swore to confirm the laws, and every one of the Thesmothetae vowed for himself at the stone in the market-place, that, if he broke any of the statutes, he would dedicate a golden statue, as big as himself, at Delphi.
But some say those are actually cyrbes, which include laws about sacrifices, religious rites, and all the other axones. The council collectively swore to uphold the laws, and each of the Thesmothetae personally vowed at the stone in the marketplace that if he broke any of the statutes, he would dedicate a golden statue, as large as himself, at Delphi.
Now when these laws were enacted, and some came to Solon every day, to commend or dispraise them, and to advise, if possible, to leave out, or put in something, and many criticised, and desired him to explain, and tell the meaning of such and such a passage, he, to escape all displeasure, it being a hard thing, as he himself says,
Now that these laws were put into effect, people came to Solon every day to either praise or criticize them, hoping to suggest changes—like omitting or adding something. Many questioned him, asking for explanations and clarifications about various passages. Solon, wanting to avoid any backlash because he knew it was challenging,
In great affairs to satisfy all sides,
In major situations to please everyone,
As an excuse for traveling, bought a trading vessel and, having obtained leave for ten years' absence, departed, hoping that by that time his laws would have become familiar.
As a reason for traveling, he bought a trading ship and, after getting permission for a ten-year absence, left, hoping that by then his laws would have become well-known.
His first voyage was for Egypt, and he lived, as he himself says,
His first voyage was to Egypt, and he lived, as he himself says,
Near Nilus' mouth, by fair Canopus' shore,
Near the mouth of the Nile, by the beautiful shore of Canopus,
And spent some time in study with Psenophis of Heliopolis, and Sonchis the Saite, the most learned of all the priests; from whom, as Plato says, getting knowledge of the Atlantic story, he put it into a poem, and proposed to bring it to the knowledge of the Greeks. From thence he sailed to Cyprus, where he was made much of by Philocyprus, one of the kings there, who had a small city built by Demophon, Theseus's son, near the river Clarius, in a strong situation, but incommodious and uneasy of access. Solon persuaded him, since there lay a fair plain below, to remove, and build there a pleasanter and more spacious city. And he stayed himself, and assisted in gathering inhabitants, and in fitting it both for defence and convenience of living; insomuch that many flocked to Philocyprus, and the other kings imitated the design; and, therefore, to honor Solon, he called the city Soli.
And spent some time studying with Psenophis of Heliopolis and Sonchis the Saite, the most knowledgeable of all the priests; from whom, as Plato says, he learned about the story of Atlantis, which he turned into a poem and aimed to share with the Greeks. After that, he sailed to Cyprus, where he was warmly welcomed by Philocyprus, one of the kings there, who had a small city built by Demophon, Theseus's son, near the river Clarius. It was in a strong location but hard to access. Solon advised him to relocate since there was a nice plain below, and to build a nicer, larger city there. He stayed to help gather inhabitants and make the city suitable for both defense and comfortable living; so many people flocked to Philocyprus that other kings imitated the idea. To honor Solon, he named the city Soli.
That Solon should discourse with Croesus, some think not agreeable with chronology; but I cannot reject so famous and well-attested a narrative, and, what is more, so agreeable to Solon's temper, and so worthy his wisdom and greatness of mind, because, forsooth, it does not agree with some chronological canons, which thousands have endeavored to regulate, and yet, to this day, could never bring their differing opinions to any agreement. They say, therefore, that Solon, coming to Croesus at his request, was in the same condition as an inland man when first he goes to see the sea; for as he fancies every river he meets with to be the ocean, so Solon, as he passed through the court, and saw a great many nobles richly dressed, and proudly attended with a multitude of guards and footboys, thought every one to be the king, till he was brought to Croesus, who was decked with every possible rarity and curiosity, in ornaments of jewels, purple, and gold, that could make a grand and gorgeous spectacle of him. Now when Solon came before him, and seemed not at all surprised, nor gave Croesus those compliments he expected, but showed himself to all discerning eyes to be a man that despised the gaudiness and petty ostentation of it, he commanded them to open all his treasure houses, and carry him to see his sumptuous furniture and luxuries, though Solon did not wish it; he could judge of him well enough by the first sight of him; and, when he returned from viewing all, Croesus asked him if ever he had known a happier man than he. And when Solon answered that he had known one Tellus, a fellow-citizen of his own, and told him that this Tellus had been an honest man, had had good children, a competent estate, and died bravely in battle for his country, Croesus took him for an ill-bred fellow and a fool, for not measuring happiness by the abundance of gold and silver, and preferring the life and death of a private and mean man before so much power and empire. He asked him however, again, if, besides Tellus, he knew any other man more happy. And Solon replying, Yes, Cleobis and Biton, who were loving brothers, and extremely dutiful sons to their mother, and, when the oxen delayed her, harnessed themselves to the wagon, and drew her to Juno's temple, her neighbors all calling her happy, and she herself rejoicing; then, after sacrificing and feasting, they went to rest, and never rose again, but died in the midst of their honor a painless and tranquil death. "What," said Croesus, angrily, "and dost not thou reckon us amongst the happy men at all?" Solon, unwilling either to flatter or exasperate him more, replied, "The gods, O king, have given the Greeks all other gifts in moderate degree; and so our wisdom, too, is a cheerful and a homely, not a noble and kingly, wisdom; and this, observing the numerous misfortunes that attend all conditions, forbids us to grow insolent upon our present enjoyments, or to admire any man's happiness that may yet, in course of time, suffer change. For the uncertain future has yet to come, with every possible variety of fortune; and him only to whom the divinity has continued happiness unto the end, we call happy; to salute as happy one that is still in the midst of life and hazard, we think as little safe, and conclusive as to crown and proclaim as victorious the wrestler that is yet in the ring." After this, he was dismissed, having given Croesus some pain, but no instruction.
Some people think it's not possible for Solon to have talked to Croesus based on the timeline, but I can't dismiss such a well-known and well-supported story that aligns with Solon's character and reflects his wisdom and greatness. Just because it doesn't fit with certain chronological standards that many have tried to establish, yet still haven't reached a consensus on, doesn’t mean it's not valid. They say that when Solon visited Croesus at his request, he felt like a landlocked person seeing the ocean for the first time. Just like the inland traveler assumes every river is the sea, Solon, as he walked through Croesus's court and saw many nobles dressed in lavish clothing surrounded by guards and attendants, thought each one might be the king until he met Croesus. Croesus was adorned with every possible luxury and gem, a truly grand spectacle. But when Solon stood before him, he didn’t show any surprise or give Croesus the flattery he expected; instead, he openly seemed to disregard the showiness and petty display of wealth. Croesus ordered his treasure houses to be opened and insisted Solon see his extravagant possessions, even though Solon was not interested. He felt he could assess Croesus perfectly just from their first encounter. After Solon returned from the tour, Croesus asked if he had ever encountered a happier man than himself. Solon responded that he knew someone named Tellus, a fellow countryman, who was a good person with wonderful children, lived comfortably, and died heroically in battle for his country. Croesus viewed him as rude and foolish for not equating happiness with vast wealth, preferring the life and death of an ordinary man over his own power and empire. Croesus then asked if, aside from Tellus, Solon knew anyone else happier. Solon replied affirmatively, mentioning Cleobis and Biton, two devoted brothers and dutiful sons. When their oxen were late, they hitched themselves to their mother’s cart and pulled her to Juno’s temple, with neighbors calling her fortunate and her feeling joyful. After they sacrificed and feasted, they went to sleep and never woke up, dying peacefully and surrounded by honor. Croesus, annoyed, asked if Solon didn't consider him one of the happy ones. Solon, trying not to flatter or irritate Croesus further, responded that the gods have given the Greeks all their gifts in moderation; thus, our wisdom is practical and relatable, not royal or grand. Given the many misfortunes that can affect anyone, we should not become arrogant about our current pleasures or admire anyone's happiness that might change over time. The future is uncertain and can bring all sorts of outcomes; we only call someone happy if the divine grants them happiness until the end. To call someone happy while they’re still navigating life’s uncertainties is as risky as prematurely crowning a wrestler still competing in the ring. After this exchange, Solon was sent away, having caused Croesus some discomfort but no real enlightenment.
Aesop, who wrote the fables, being then at Sardis upon Croesus's invitation, and very much esteemed, was concerned that Solon was so ill-received, and gave him this advice: "Solon, let your converse with kings be either short or seasonable." "Nay, rather," replied Solon, "either short or reasonable." So at this time Croesus despised Solon; but when he was overcome by Cyrus, had lost his city, was taken alive, condemned to be burnt, and laid bound upon the pile before all the Persians and Cyrus himself, he cried out as loud as he possibly could three times, "O Solon!" and Cyrus being surprised, and sending some to inquire what man or god this Solon was, whom alone he invoked in this extremity, Croesus told him the whole story, saying, "He was one of the wise men of Greece, whom I sent for, not to be instructed, or to learn anything that I wanted, but that he should see and be a witness of my happiness; the loss of which was, it seems, to be a greater evil than the enjoyment was a good; for when I had them they were goods only in opinion, but now the loss of them has brought upon me intolerable and real evils. And he, conjecturing from what then was, this that now is, bade me look to the end of my life, and not rely and grow proud upon uncertainties." When this was told Cyrus, who was a wiser man than Croesus, and saw in the present example Solon's maxim confirmed, he not only freed Croesus from punishment, but honored him as long as he lived; and Solon had the glory, by the same saying, to save one king and instruct another.
Aesop, who wrote the fables, was in Sardis at the invitation of Croesus and was highly respected. He was worried about how poorly Solon was being treated, so he advised, "Solon, keep your conversations with kings either brief or timely." Solon replied, "No, it should be either brief or sensible." At that moment, Croesus thought little of Solon; however, after being defeated by Cyrus, losing his city, being captured, sentenced to be burned, and bound on the pyre in front of all the Persians and Cyrus himself, he shouted as loudly as he could three times, "O Solon!" Cyrus was surprised and sent some people to ask who this Solon was, the only one he was calling out to in his dire moment. Croesus then shared the whole story, saying, "He was one of the wise men of Greece I had summoned, not to gain knowledge or learn anything I wanted, but so he could witness my happiness; which turned out to be a greater misfortune than the enjoyment was a blessing. When I had it, it was only good in theory, but now the loss has brought me unbearable and real suffering. Solon, realizing how things were then versus how they are now, advised me to focus on the end of my life and not to depend on uncertain fortunes." When Cyrus heard this, being wiser than Croesus and seeing Solon's advice validated by the situation, he not only spared Croesus from punishment but also honored him for the rest of his life. Meanwhile, Solon gained the recognition of saving one king and advising another through the same wisdom.
When Solon was gone, the citizens began to quarrel; Lycurgus headed the Plain; Megacles, the son of Alcmaeon, those of the Sea-side; and Pisistratus the Hill-party, in which were the poorest people, the Thetes, and greatest enemies to the rich; insomuch that, though the city still used the new laws, yet all looked for and desired a change of government, hoping severally that the change would be better for them, and put them above the contrary faction. Affairs standing thus, Solon returned, and was reverenced by all, and honored; but his old age would not permit him to be as active, and to speak in public, as formerly; yet, by privately conferring with the heads of the factions, he endeavored to compose the differences, Pisistratus appearing the most tractable; for he was extremely smooth and engaging in his language, a great friend to the poor, and moderate in his resentments; and what nature had not given him, he had the skill to imitate; so that he was trusted more than the others, being accounted a prudent and orderly man, one that loved equality, and would be an enemy to any that moved against the present settlement. Thus he deceived the majority of people; but Solon quickly discovered his character, and found out his design before any one else; yet did not hate him upon this, but endeavored to humble him, and bring him off from his ambition, and often told him and others, that if any one could banish the passion for preeminence from his mind, and cure him of his desire of absolute power, none would make a more virtuous man or a more excellent citizen. Thespis, at this time, beginning to act tragedies, and the thing, because it was new, taking very much with the multitude, though it was not yet made a matter of competition, Solon, being by nature fond of hearing and learning something new, and now, in his old age, living idly, and enjoying himself, indeed, with music and with wine, went to see Thespis himself, as the ancient custom was, act; and after the play was done, he addressed him, and asked him if he was not ashamed to tell so many lies before such a number of people; and Thespis replying that it was no harm to say or do so in play, Solon vehemently struck his staff against the ground: "Ay," said he, "if we honor and commend such play as this, we shall find it some day in our business."
When Solon left, the citizens started to argue; Lycurgus led the Plain faction; Megacles, the son of Alcmaeon, led those from the Sea-side; and Pisistratus headed the Hill faction, which included the poorest people, the Thetes, who were the biggest opponents of the rich. Even though the city was still using the new laws, everyone wanted a change in government, hoping that it would benefit them and elevate them over the opposing faction. With things in this state, Solon returned and was respected and honored by all; however, his old age limited his ability to be as active and speak in public as he used to. Still, he tried to resolve the conflicts by meeting privately with the leaders of the factions, with Pisistratus being the most cooperative. Pisistratus was particularly charming in his speech, a strong supporter of the poor, and held moderate grudges; he was skilled at mimicking qualities he lacked naturally, so people trusted him more than others since he was seen as sensible and orderly, one who valued equality and opposed anyone who threatened the current setup. This allowed him to deceive most people, but Solon quickly recognized his true nature and uncovered his intentions before anyone else. He didn’t hate Pisistratus for this but tried to humble him and steer him away from his ambitions, often telling him and others that if anyone could rid himself of the craving for superiority and cure his desire for absolute power, he could become a truly virtuous man and a great citizen. At this time, Thespis began performing tragedies, which became quite popular with the crowd since it was new, even though it wasn't competitive yet. Solon, who loved to learn and hear new things, and was now in his old age living a leisurely life, enjoying music and wine, went to see Thespis perform, following the old tradition. After the play ended, he approached Thespis and asked if he wasn’t ashamed to tell so many lies in front of such a large audience. Thespis replied that it was harmless to do so in a play. Solon struck his staff on the ground and said, “Yes, if we honor and praise this kind of play, we’ll someday find it in our business.”
Now when Pisistratus, having wounded himself, was brought into the market-place in a chariot, and stirred up the people, as if he had been thus treated by his opponents because of his political conduct, and a great many were enraged and cried out, Solon, coming close to him, said, "This, O son of Hippocrates, is a bad copy of Homer's Ulysses; you do, to trick your countrymen, what he did to deceive his enemies." After this, the people were eager to protect Pisistratus, and met in an assembly, where one Ariston made a motion that they should allow Pisistratus fifty clubmen for a guard to his person. Now, the people, having passed the law, were not nice with Pisistratus about the number of his clubmen, but took no notice of it, though he enlisted and kept as many as he would, until he seized the Acropolis. When that was done, and the city in an uproar, Megacles, with all his family, at once fled; But Solon, though he was now very old, and had none to back him, yet came into the market-place and made a speech to the citizens, partly blaming their inadvertency and meanness of spirit, and in part urging and exhorting them not thus tamely to lose their liberty; and likewise then spoke that memorable saying, that, before, it was an easier task to stop the rising tyranny, but now the greater and more glorious action to destroy it, when it was begun already, and had gathered strength. But all being afraid to side with him, he returned home, and, taking his arms, he brought them out and laid them in the porch before his door, with these words: "I have done my part to maintain my country and my laws," and then be busied himself no more.
Now, when Pisistratus, having injured himself, was brought into the marketplace in a chariot and stirred up the crowd, claiming that his opponents had harmed him because of his political actions, many people became angry and shouted. Solon approached him and said, "This, son of Hippocrates, is a poor imitation of Homer's Ulysses; you are deceiving your fellow citizens just like he deceived his enemies." After that, the crowd was eager to support Pisistratus and gathered in an assembly, where a man named Ariston proposed that they give Pisistratus fifty bodyguards. The people, having passed the law, didn’t argue with Pisistratus about how many bodyguards he could have, so he recruited as many as he wanted until he took control of the Acropolis. Once that happened and the city was in chaos, Megacles and his entire family fled. However, Solon, although very old and without support, went into the marketplace and spoke to the citizens, partly criticizing their carelessness and cowardice, and partly urging them not to passively lose their freedom. He also made the memorable statement that it was easier to stop rising tyranny before it took hold, but now the greater and more admirable task was to destroy it now that it had already begun and gained strength. But everyone was too afraid to side with him, so he went home, took his weapons, brought them out, and laid them on the porch before his door with the words: "I have done my part to uphold my country and my laws," and then he no longer engaged in any more activities.
But Pisistratus, having got the command, so extremely courted Solon, so honored him, obliged him, and sent to see him, that Solon gave him his advice, and approved many of his actions; for he retained most of Solon's laws, observed them himself, and compelled his friends to obey. And he added other laws, one of which is that the maimed in the wars should be maintained at the public charge, following Solon's example in this, who had decreed it in the case of one Thersippus, that was maimed.
But Pisistratus, once he gained power, really courted Solon, honored him, did favors for him, and sent people to visit him, so Solon gave him advice and approved of many of his actions. He kept most of Solon’s laws, followed them himself, and made his friends obey them. He also added new laws, one of which stated that those injured in war should be supported by public funds, following Solon’s example, who had enacted this for a man named Thersippus, who had been injured.
Solon lived after Pisistratus seized the government a long time. But the story that his ashes were scattered about the island Salamis is too strange to be easily believed, or be thought anything but a mere fable; and yet it is given, among other good authors, by Aristotle the philosopher.
Solon lived for quite a while after Pisistratus took control of the government. However, the tale that his ashes were scattered across the island of Salamis seems too odd to be taken seriously or regarded as anything more than a myth; nonetheless, it is mentioned by several reputable authors, including the philosopher Aristotle.
THEMISTOCLES
The birth of Themistocles was somewhat too obscure to do him honor. His father, Neocles, was not of the distinguished people of Athens, but of the township of Phrearrhi; and by his mother's side, as it is reported, he was low-born.
The birth of Themistocles was a bit too unclear to truly honor him. His father, Neocles, wasn't from the elite of Athens but from the township of Phrearrhi; and on his mother’s side, as it’s said, he came from a humble background.
"I am not of the noble Grecian race, I'm poor Abrotonon, and born in Trace; Let the Greek women scorn me, if they please, I was the mother of Themistocles."
"I'm not from the noble Greek lineage, I'm just Abrotonon, born in Thrace; Let the Greek women look down on me if they want, I was the mother of Themistocles."
From his youth he was of a vehement and impetuous nature, of a quick apprehension, and a strong and aspiring bent for action and great affairs, the holidays and intervals in his studies he did not spend in play or idleness, as other children, but would be always inventing or arranging some oration or declamation to himself, the subject of which was generally the excusing of accusing of his companions, so that his master would often say to him, "You, my boy, will be nothing small, but great one way or other, for good and else for bad." he received reluctantly and carelessly instructions given him to improve his manners and behavior, or to teach him any pleasing or graceful accomplishment, but whatever was said to improve him in sagacity, or in management of affairs, he would give attention to beyond one of years, from confidence in his natural capacities for such things.
From a young age, he was passionate and impulsive, with a quick understanding and a strong desire for action and big endeavors. Unlike other kids, he didn't spend his breaks playing or being idle; instead, he was always coming up with or practicing some speech or presentation, usually about defending or criticizing his peers. His teacher would often tell him, "You, my boy, are destined for greatness one way or another, whether for good or for bad." He took instructions on improving his manners and behavior reluctantly and without much care, but he paid close attention to anything that would make him more shrewd or better at handling situations, believing in his natural abilities in those areas.
In the first essays of his youth he was not regular nor happily balanced; he allowed himself to follow mere natural character, which, without the control of reason and instruction, is apt to hurry, upon either side, into sudden and violent courses, and very often to break away and determine upon the worst; as he afterwards owned himself, saying that the wildest colts make the best horses, if they only get properly trained and broken in.
In his early essays, he wasn’t consistent or well-balanced; he let his natural instincts take over, and without the guidance of reason and education, he often rushed into extreme actions, sometimes going down the worst path. Later, he admitted this himself, saying that the wildest young horses can become the best if they receive proper training and taming.
Yet it is evident that his mind was early imbued with the keenest interest in public affairs, and the most passionate ambition for distinction. It is said that Themistocles was so transported with the thoughts of glory, and so inflamed with the passion for great actions, that, though he was still young when the battle of Marathon was fought against the Persian, upon the skillful conduct of the general, Miltiades, being everywhere talked about, he was observed to be thoughtful and reserved; he passed the nights without sleep, and avoided all his usual places of recreation, and to those how wondered at the change, and inquired the reason of it, he gave the answer that "the trophy of Miltiades would not let him sleep." And when others were of opinion that the battle of Marathon would be an end to the war, Themistocles thought that it was but the beginning of far greater conflict, and for these, to the benefit of Greece, he kept himself in continual readiness, and his city also in proper training, foreseeing from far before what would happen.
Yet it's clear that from a young age, he was deeply interested in public affairs and had a strong ambition for distinction. It's said that Themistocles was so consumed by thoughts of glory and driven by a passion for great deeds that, even though he was still young when the battle of Marathon was fought against the Persians, he was constantly reflecting on the widely praised skills of the general, Miltiades. He became quiet and withdrawn, spending sleepless nights and avoiding his usual recreational spots. When others wondered about this change and asked why, he replied that "the trophy of Miltiades would not let him sleep." While many believed that the battle of Marathon would end the war, Themistocles saw it as just the beginning of a much greater conflict. For the benefit of Greece, he stayed constantly prepared and ensured that his city was also ready, anticipating what was to come.
And, first of all, the Athenians being accustomed to divide amongst themselves the revenue proceeding from the silver mines at Laurium, he was the only man that durst propose to the people that this distribution should cease, and that with the money, ships should be built to make war against the Aeginetans, who were the most flourishing people in all Greece, and by the number of their ships held the sovereignty of the sea; and Themistocles thus, little by little, turned and drew the city down towards the sea, in the belief that, whereas by land they were not a match for their next neighbors, with their ships they might be able to repel the Persian and command Greece; thus, as Plato says, from steady soldiers he turned them into mariners and seamen tossed about the sea, and gave occasion for the reproach against him, that he took away from the Athenians the spear and the shield, and bound them to the bench and the oar. He was well liked by the common people, would salute every particular citizen by his own name, and always showed himself a just judge in questions of business between private men; he said to Simonides, the poet of Ceos, who desired something of him when he was commander of the army that was no reasonable, "Simonides, you would be no good poet if you wrote false measure, nor should I be a good magistrate if for favor I made false law."
And first of all, the Athenians, used to sharing the income from the silver mines at Laurium, were confronted by him— the only person brave enough to suggest that this sharing should stop. Instead, he proposed that the money should be used to build ships for war against the Aeginetans, who were the most prosperous people in all of Greece and dominated the sea with their fleet. Themistocles gradually shifted the city’s focus towards the sea, believing that since they couldn’t compete with their nearest neighbors on land, they could use their ships to fend off the Persians and gain control over Greece. As Plato notes, he transformed the steady soldiers into sailors tossed around on the waves, leading to the criticism that he stripped the Athenians of their spears and shields, tying them instead to the oars and ship benches. He was well-liked by the common people, greeting each citizen by name, and always acted as a fair judge in business disputes between individuals. When Simonides, the poet from Ceos, approached him with an unreasonable request during his time as army commander, he responded, "Simonides, you wouldn’t be a good poet if you wrote in false meter, and I wouldn’t be a good magistrate if I made false laws just to please."
Gradually growing to be great, and winning the favor of the people, he at last gained the day with his faction over that of Aristides, and procured his banishment by ostracism. When the kind of Persia was now advancing against Greece, and sent messengers into Greece, with an interpreter, to demand earth and water, as an acknowledgement of subjection, Themistocles, by the consent of the people, seized upon the interpreter, and put him to death, for presuming to publish the barbarian orders and decrees in the Greek language; and having taken upon himself the command of the Athenian forces, he immediately endeavored to persuade the citizens to leave the city, and to embark upon their galleys, and meet with the Persians at a great distance from Greece.
Gradually becoming influential and winning the people's support, he eventually triumphed with his faction over Aristides' and managed to have him exiled through ostracism. When the Persian king was advancing against Greece and sent messengers with an interpreter to demand earth and water as a sign of submission, Themistocles, with the people's approval, seized the interpreter and executed him for daring to announce the barbarian’s orders in Greek. Taking command of the Athenian forces, he immediately tried to convince the citizens to leave the city and board their ships to confront the Persians far from Greece.
When the contingents met at the straits of Artemisium, the Greeks would have the Lacedaemonians to command, and Eurybiades to be their admiral; but the Athenians, who surpassed all the rest together in number of vessels, would not submit to come after any other, till Themistocles, perceiving the danger of this contest, yielded his own command to Eurybiades, and got the Athenians to submit, persuading them that if in this war they behaved themselves like men, he would answer for it after that, that the Greeks, of their own will, would submit to their command.
When the groups came together at the straits of Artemisium, the Greeks would have the Spartans in charge, with Eurybiades as their admiral. However, the Athenians, who had more ships than anyone else, were not willing to be commanded by anyone else. Eventually, Themistocles, recognizing the risk in this power struggle, gave up his own command to Eurybiades and convinced the Athenians to go along with it. He assured them that if they acted bravely in this war, he would guarantee that afterwards, the Greeks would willingly accept their leadership.
Though the fights between the Greeks and Persians in the straits of Euboea were not so important as to make any final decision of the war, yet the experience which the Greeks obtained in them was of great advantage; for thus, by actual trial and in real danger, they found out, that neither number of ships, or riches and ornaments, nor boasting shouts, nor barbarous songs of victory, were any way terrible to men that knew how to fight, and were resolved to come hand to hand with their enemies. This, Pindar appears to have seen, and says justly enough of the fight at Artemisium, that
Though the battles between the Greeks and Persians in the straits of Euboea weren't significant enough to determine the outcome of the war, the experience the Greeks gained from them was incredibly valuable. Through actual combat and real danger, they learned that no amount of ships, wealth, or extravagant displays, nor loud cheers or savage victory songs, could intimidate warriors who were skilled and determined to face their enemies head-on. Pindar seems to have recognized this and aptly remarked about the battle at Artemisium that
There the sons of Athens set The stone that freedom stands on yet.
There the sons of Athens placed The stone that freedom still stands on.
For the first step towards victory undoubtedly is to gain courage. Artemisium is in Euboea, beyond the city of Histiaea, a sea-beach open to the north; there is small temple there, dedicated to Diana, surnamed of the Dawn, and trees about it, around which again stand pillars of white marble; and if rub them with your hand, they send forth both the smell and color of saffron.
For the first step toward victory is definitely to gain courage. Artemisium is in Euboea, beyond the city of Histiaea, on a beach facing north; there’s a small temple there dedicated to Diana, known as the Goddess of the Dawn, and trees surrounding it, with white marble pillars standing around. If you rub them with your hand, they give off both the scent and color of saffron.
But when news came from Thermopylae to Artemisium, informing that that king Leonidas was slain, and that Xerxes had made himself master of all the passages by land, they returned back to the interior of Greece. Xerxes had already passed through Doris and invaded the country of Phocis, and was burning and destroying the cities of the Phocians, yet the Greeks sent them no relief; and, though the Athenians earnestly desired them to meet the Persians in Boeotia, before they could come into Attica, as they themselves had come forward by sea at Artemisium, they gave no ear to their request, being wholly intent upon Peloponnesus, and resolved to gather all their forces together within the Isthmus, and to build a wall from sea to sea in that narrow neck of land; so that the Athenians were enraged to see themselves betrayed, and at the same time afflicted and dejected at their own destitution. For to fight alone against such a numerous army was to no purpose, and the only expedient now left them was to leave their city and cling to their ships; which the people were very unwilling to submit to, imagining that it would signify little now to gain a victory, and not understanding how there could be deliverance any longer after they had once forsaken the temples of their gods and exposed the tombs and monuments of their ancestors to the fury of their enemies.
But when news arrived from Thermopylae to Artemisium that King Leonidas had been killed and that Xerxes had taken control of all the land routes, they retreated back into the interior of Greece. Xerxes had already marched through Doris and invaded Phocis, burning and destroying the cities of the Phocians, yet the Greeks sent them no help. Although the Athenians strongly urged them to face the Persians in Boeotia before they could reach Attica—just as they had come forward by sea at Artemisium—they ignored their request, fully focused on Peloponnesus and determined to gather all their forces within the Isthmus and build a wall across the narrow land. This left the Athenians furious at feeling betrayed and simultaneously distressed and hopeless about their own situation. Fighting alone against such a large army seemed pointless, and the only option left was to leave their city and take refuge on their ships. The people were very reluctant to accept this, thinking a victory would mean little now and not understanding how they could be saved after abandoning the temples of their gods and exposing the tombs and monuments of their ancestors to the wrath of their enemies.
Themistocles, being at a loss, and not able to draw the people over to his opinion by any human reason, set his machines to work, as in a theatre, and employed prodigies and oracles. The serpent of Athena, kept in the inner part of her temple, disappeared; the priests gave it out to the people and declared, by the suggestion of Themistocles, that the goddess had left the city, and taken her flight before them towards the sea. And he often urged them with the oracle which bade them "trust to walls of wood," showing them that walls of wood could signify nothing else but ships; and that the island of Salamis was termed in it not miserable or unhappy, but had the epithet of divine, for that it should one day be associated with a great good fortune of the Greeks. At length his opinion prevailed, and he obtained a decree that the city should be committed to the protection of Athena, "queen of Athens"; that they who were of age to bear arms should embark, and that each should see to sending away his children, women, and slaves where he could. This decree being confirmed, most of the Athenians removed their parents, wives, and children to Troezen, where they were received with eager good-will by the Troezenians, who passed a vote that they should be maintained at the public charge.
Themistocles, feeling uncertain and unable to convince the people with reason, resorted to dramatic methods, like in a play, using omens and prophecies. The serpent of Athena, housed in her temple, suddenly vanished; the priests informed the public, following Themistocles’s lead, that the goddess had abandoned the city and flown toward the sea. He frequently reminded them of the prophecy that advised them to "trust in wooden walls," arguing that this referred to ships, and that the island of Salamis was not to be viewed as unfortunate, but rather as blessed, because it would eventually bring great fortune to the Greeks. Eventually, his viewpoint won out, and a decree was passed to place the city under the protection of Athena, "queen of Athens"; those fit for military service were to board ships, and everyone was responsible for sending their children, women, and slaves away to safety as best they could. After the decree was ratified, most Athenians relocated their parents, wives, and children to Troezen, where they were warmly welcomed by the Troezenians, who voted to support them at public expense.
Among the great actions of Themistocles at this crisis, the recall of Aristides was not the least, for, before the war, he had been ostracized by the party which Themistocles headed, and was in banishment; but now, perceiving that the people regretted his absence, and were fearful that he might go over to the Persians to revenge himself, and thereby ruin the affairs of Greece, Themistocles proposed a decree that those who were banished for a time might return again, to give assistance by word and deed to the cause of Greece with the rest of their fellow citizens.
Among the important actions of Themistocles during this crisis, bringing back Aristides was significant, because he had been ostracized by the faction led by Themistocles and was in exile before the war. However, noticing that the people missed him and worried he might join the Persians to get revenge and jeopardize Greece's situation, Themistocles suggested a decree allowing those who were banished for a while to return and help support Greece alongside their fellow citizens.
Eurybiades, by reason of the greatness of Sparta, was admiral of the Greek fleet, but yet was faint-hearted in time of danger, and willing to weigh anchor and set sail for the Isthmus of Corinth, near which the land army lay encamped; which Themistocles, resisted; and this was the occasion of the well-known words, when Eurybiades, to check his impatience, told him that at the Olympic games they that start up before the rest are lashed. "And they," replied Themistocles, "that are left behind are not crowned." Some say that while Themistocles was thus speaking things upon the deck, an owl was seen flying to the right hand of the fleet, which came and sat upon the top of the mast; and this happy omen so far disposed the Greeks to follow his advice, that they presently prepared to fight. Yet, when the enemy's fleet was arrived at the haven of Phalerum, upon the coast of Attica, and with the number of their ships concealed all the shore, and when they saw the king himself in person come down with his land army to the sea-side, with all his forces united, then the good counsel of Themistocles was soon forgotten, and the Peloponnesians cast their eyes again towards the Isthmus, and took it very ill if any one spoke against their returning home; and, resolving to depart that night, the pilots had order what course to steer.
Eurybiades, due to Sparta's power, was the captain of the Greek fleet, but he often lacked courage in times of danger and wanted to set sail for the Isthmus of Corinth, where the land army was camped. Themistocles opposed this idea, leading to the famous exchange where Eurybiades, trying to calm him down, mentioned that in the Olympic games, those who jump the gun are punished. "But those who hold back don't get a prize," Themistocles replied. Some say that as Themistocles spoke on the deck, an owl was spotted flying to the right of the fleet and perched on top of the mast. This positive omen encouraged the Greeks to heed his advice and prepare for battle. However, when the enemy's fleet arrived at the harbor of Phalerum on the coast of Attica, completely filling the shore with their ships, and they saw the king himself approach with his land army, fully armed, Themistocles's wise counsel was quickly forgotten. The Peloponnesians looked back toward the Isthmus and were very upset if anyone suggested staying to fight; they decided to leave that night and the pilots were given orders on which course to take.
Themistocles, in great distress that the Greeks should return, and lost the advantage of the narrow seas and strait passage, and slip home very one to his own city, considered with himself, and contrived that stratagem which was carried out by Sicinnus. This Sicinnus was a Persian captive, but a great lover of Themistocles, and the attendant of his children. Upon this occasion he sent him privately to Xerxes, commanding him to tell the king that Themistocles, the admiral of the Athenians, having espoused his interest, wished to be the first to inform him that the Greeks were ready to make their escape, and that he counseled him to hinder their flight, to set upon them while they were in this confusion and at a distance from their land army, and thereby destroy all their forces by sea. Xerxes was very joyful at this message, and received it as from one who wished him all that was good, and immediately issued instructions to the commanders of his ships that they should instantly set out with two hundred galleys to encompass all the islands, and enclose all the straits and passages, that none of the Greeks might escape, and that they should afterward follow with the rest of their fleet at leisure. This being done, Aristides, the son of Lysimachus, was the first man that perceived it, and went to the test of Themistocles, not out of any friendship, for he had been formerly banished by his means, as has been related, but to inform him how they were encompassed by their enemies. Themistocles, knowing the generosity of Aristides, and much struck by his visit at that time, imparted to him all that he had transacted by Sicinnus, and entreated him that, as he would be more readily believed among the Greeks, he would make use of his credit to help to induce them to stay and fight their enemies in the narrow seas. Aristides applauded Themistocles, and went to the other commanders and captains of the galleys and encouraged them to engage; yet they did not perfectly assent to him till a galley of Tenos, which deserted from the Persians, of which Panaetius was commander, came in, while they were still doubting, and confirmed the news that all the straits and passages were beset; and then their rage and fury, as well as their necessity, provoked them all to fight.
Themistocles, worried that the Greeks would retreat and lose the advantage of the narrow seas and straits, thought it over and came up with a plan that was executed by Sicinnus. Sicinnus, a Persian captive and a loyal ally of Themistocles who looked after his children, was secretly sent to Xerxes. He told the king that Themistocles, the Athenian commander, had joined his side and wanted to be the first to inform him that the Greeks were about to escape. He advised Xerxes to prevent their flight by attacking them while they were disorganized and away from their land army, thereby destroying their naval forces. Xerxes was thrilled to receive this message, viewing it as coming from someone who wished him well. He quickly ordered the commanders of his ships to set sail with two hundred galleys to surround the islands and block all the straits, ensuring none of the Greeks could escape, and to follow with the rest of their fleet when ready. Once this was underway, Aristides, son of Lysimachus, was the first to notice the threat and went to inform Themistocles, not out of friendship—since he had been previously exiled because of him—but to alert him about their predicament. Recognizing Aristides' nobility and touched by his visit, Themistocles shared everything he had arranged through Sicinnus and asked him to use his influence with the Greeks to convince them to stay and fight in the narrow seas. Aristides supported Themistocles and went to the other commanders of the galleys to encourage them to engage. However, they were hesitant until a galley from Tenos, which had deserted the Persians and was commanded by Panaetius, arrived, confirming that all the straits and passages were blocked. This news ignited their anger and urgency, driving them all to fight.
As soon as it was day, Xerxes placed himself high up, to view his fleet, as Acestodorus writes, in the confines of Megara, upon those hills which are called the Horns, where he sat in a chair of gold, with many secretaries about him to write down all that was done in the fight.
As soon as it was daytime, Xerxes positioned himself on a high point to watch his fleet, as Acestodorus writes, in the area of Megara, on the hills known as the Horns, where he sat on a golden chair, surrounded by many secretaries to record everything that happened in the battle.
The number of the enemy's ships the poet Aeschylus gives in his tragedy called the Persians, as on his certain knowledge, in the following words:
The number of enemy ships, according to the poet Aeschylus in his tragedy called the Persians, is given with certainty in the following words:
Xerxes, I know, did into battle lead One thousand ships; of more than usual speed Seven and two hundred. So is it agreed.
Xerxes, I know, led into battle One thousand ships; of more than usual speed Seven hundred and two. So it's settled.
The Athenians had a hundred and eighty; in every ship eighteen men fought upon the deck, four of whom were archers and the rest men-at-arms.
The Athenians had one hundred and eighty; in each ship, eighteen men fought on the deck, four of whom were archers and the rest were soldiers.
As Themistocles had fixed upon the most advantageous place, so, with no less sagacity, he chose the best time of fighting; for he would not run the prows of his galleys against the Persians, nor begin the fight till the time of day was come when there regularly blows in a fresh breeze from the open sea, and brings in with it a strong swell into the channel; this was no inconvenience to the Greek ships, which were low-built, and little above the water, but did much hurt to the Persians, which had high sterns and lofty decks, and were heavy and cumbrous in their movements, as it presented them broadside to the quick charges of the Greeks, who kept their eyes upon the motions of Themistocles, as their best example, and more particularly because, opposed to his ship, Ariamenes, admiral to Xerxes, a brave man, and by far the best and worthiest of the king's brothers, was seen throwing darts and shooting arrows from his huge galley, as from the walls of a castle. Aminias the Decelean and Sosicles the Pedian, who sailed in the same vessel, upon the ships meeting stem to stem, and transfixing each the other with their brazen prows, so that they were fastened together, when Ariamenes attempted to board theirs, ran at them with their pikes, and thrust him into the sea; his body, as it floated amongst other shipwrecks, was discovered by Artemisia, and carried to Xerxes.
As Themistocles picked the most advantageous spot, he also wisely chose the right time to fight. He didn’t drive his ships straight at the Persians or start the battle until the time of day arrived when a fresh breeze typically comes in from the open sea, bringing strong waves into the channel. This didn’t bother the Greek ships, which were low-built and sat well above the water, but it seriously hindered the Persians, whose ships had high sterns and tall decks and were heavy and cumbersome. This made them vulnerable to the quick assaults from the Greeks, who watched Themistocles for guidance. Notably, in opposition to his ship, Ariamenes—Xerxes' admiral, a brave man and the best of the king's brothers—was seen launching darts and shooting arrows from his massive galley like it was the wall of a castle. Aminias from Decelea and Sosicles from Pedias, who were on the same vessel, collided with the Persian ships head-on, locking together with their bronze prows. When Ariamenes tried to board their ship, they lunged at him with their pikes and pushed him into the sea. His body, which floated among the wreckage, was discovered by Artemisia and brought to Xerxes.
The first man that took a ship was Lycomedes the Athenian, captain of a galley, who cut down its ensign, and dedicated it to Apollo the Laurel-crowned. And as the Persians fought in a narrow sea, and could bring but part of their fleet to fight, and fell foul of one another, the Greeks thus equaled them in strength, and fought with them till the evening, forced them back, and obtained, as says Simonides, that noble and famous victory, than which neither amongst the Greeks nor barbarians was ever known more glorious exploit on the seas; by the joint valor, indeed, and zeal of all who fought, but most by the wisdom and sagacity of Themistocles.
The first person to take a ship was Lycomedes the Athenian, captain of a galley, who cut down its flag and dedicated it to Apollo the Laurel-Crowned. While the Persians fought in a narrow sea and could only send part of their fleet to battle, causing them to collide with each other, the Greeks matched their strength and fought against them until evening, pushing them back and achieving, as Simonides states, that noble and famous victory, the likes of which has never been seen among Greeks or barbarians—a more glorious act on the seas, thanks to the combined bravery and enthusiasm of all who fought, but especially due to the wisdom and insight of Themistocles.
After this sea-fight, Xerxes, enraged at his ill-fortune, attempted, by casting great heaps of earth and stones into the sea, to stop up the channel and to make a dam, upon which he might lead his land forces over into the island of Salamis.
After this naval battle, Xerxes, furious at his misfortune, tried to pile up large amounts of earth and stones into the sea to block the channel and create a dam, which he could use to move his land troops over to the island of Salamis.
Themistocles, being desirous to try the opinion of Aristides, told him that he proposed to set sail for the Hellespont, to break the bridge of ships, so as to shut up, he said, Aisa a prisoner within Europe; but Aristides, disliking the design, said: "We have hitherto fought with an enemy who has regarded little else but his pleasure and luxury; but if we shut him up within Greece, and drive him to necessity, he that is master of such great forces will no longer sit quietly with an umbrella of gold over his head, looking upon the fight for his pleasure; but he will be resolute, and attempt all things. Therefore, it is noways our interest, Themistocles," he said, "to take away the bridge that is already made, but rather to build another, if it were possible, that he might make his retreat with the more expedition." To which Themistocles answered: "If this be requisite, we must immediately use all diligence, art, and industry, to rid ourselves of him as soon as may be;" and to this purpose he found out among the captives one named Arnaces, whom he sent to the king, to inform him that the Greeks, being now victorious by sea, had decreed to sail to the Hellespont, where the boasts were fastened together, and destroy the bridge; but that Themistocles, being concerned for the king, revealed this to him, that he might hasten toward the Asiatic seas, and pass over into his own dominions; and in the meantime would cause delays, and hinder the confederates from pursuing him. Xerxes no sooner heard this than, being very much terrified, he proceeded to retreat out of Greece with all speed. The prudence of Themistocles and Aristides in this was afterward more fully understood at the battle of Plataea, where Mardonius, with a very small fraction of the forces of Xerxes, put the Greeks in danger of losing all.
Themistocles, wanting to get Aristides’ opinion, told him that he planned to set sail for the Hellespont to destroy the bridge of ships, intending to trap Asia as a prisoner in Europe. Aristides, who disagreed with this plan, said: "We've previously fought an enemy who has cared little for anything but his pleasure and luxury. If we trap him in Greece and push him into a corner, someone with such massive forces won't just sit back under a golden umbrella, watching the fight for amusement; he'll become determined and try everything. So, Themistocles, it’s not in our best interest to destroy the bridge that's already there but rather to build another one, if possible, so he can retreat more quickly." To this, Themistocles replied: "If that's necessary, we need to work hard and quickly to get rid of him as soon as we can." To that end, he found a captive named Arnaces, whom he sent to the king with the message that the Greeks, now victorious at sea, intended to sail to the Hellespont to destroy the bridge where the ships were tied together. However, Themistocles, concerned for the king, revealed this to him so he could hurry to the Asian seas and return to his own territories; in the meantime, he would cause delays and keep the allies from chasing him. As soon as Xerxes heard this, he was extremely frightened and quickly retreated from Greece. The wisdom of Themistocles and Aristides became even clearer during the battle of Plataea, where Mardonius, with only a small fraction of Xerxes’ forces, put the Greeks in danger of losing everything.
Herodotus writes that, of all the cities of Greece, Aegina was held to have performed the best service in the war; while all single men yielded to Themistocles, though, out of envy, unwillingly; and when they returned to the entrance of Peloponnesus, where the several commanders delivered their suffrages at the altar, to determine who was most worthy, every one gave the first vote for himself and the second for Themistocles. The Lacedaemonians carried him with them to Sparta, where, giving the rewards of valor to Eurybiades, and of wisdom and conduct to Themistocles, they crowned him with olive, presented him with the best chariot in the city, and sent three hundred young men to accompany him to the confines of their country. And at the next Olympic games, when Themistocles entered the course, the spectators took no further notice of those who were competing for the prizes, but spent the whole day in looking upon him, showing him to the strangers, admiring him, and applauding him by clapping their hands, and other expressions of joy, so that he himself, much gratified, confessed to his friends that he then reaped the fruit of all his labors for the Greeks.
Herodotus writes that, of all the cities in Greece, Aegina was considered to have done the best service in the war. Although all the single men reluctantly acknowledged Themistocles due to jealousy, when they returned to the entrance of Peloponnesus, where the various commanders cast their votes at the altar to decide who was most deserving, everyone voted for themselves first and then for Themistocles. The Lacedaemonians took him back to Sparta, where they awarded Eurybiades for bravery and Themistocles for wisdom and leadership. They crowned him with olive leaves, gave him the finest chariot in the city, and sent three hundred young men to escort him to the borders of their territory. At the next Olympic Games, when Themistocles entered the competition, the spectators ignored the other competitors and spent the entire day watching him, showing him off to visitors, admiring him, and cheering him with applause and other signs of joy. Themistocles was so pleased that he admitted to his friends that he was finally reaping the rewards of all his hard work for the Greeks.
He was, indeed, by nature, a great lover of honor, as is evident from the anecdotes recorded of him. When chosen admiral by the Athenians, he would not quite conclude any single matter of business, either public or private, but deferred all till the day they were to set sail, that, by dispatching a great quantity of business all at once, and having to met a great variety of people, he might make an appearance of greatness and power. Viewing the dead bodies cast up by the sea, he perceived bracelets and necklaces of gold about them, yet passed on, only showing them to a friend that followed him, saying, "Take you these things, for you are not Themistocles." He aid to Antiphates, a handsome young man, "Time, young man, has taught us both a lesson." He said that the Athenians did not honor him or admire him, but made, as it were, a sort of plane-tree of him; sheltered themselves under him in bad weather, and as soon as it was fine, plucked his leaves and cut his branches. When a Seriphian told him that he had not obtained this honor by himself, but by the greatness of his city, he replied: "You speak truth; I should never have been famous if I had been of Seriphus; nor you, had you been of Athens." Laughing at his own son, who got his mother, and by his mother's means, his father also to indulge him, he told him that he had the most power of any one is Greece: "For the Athenians command the rest of Greece, I command the Athenians, your mother commands me, and you command your mother." Of the two who made love to his daughter, he preferred the man of worth to the one who was rich, saying he desired a man without riches, rather than riches without a man.
He was naturally a great lover of honor, as shown by the stories told about him. When the Athenians chose him as their admiral, he wouldn’t finalize any business, public or private, until the day they were set to sail. He preferred to handle a lot of matters all at once, meeting various people to showcase his greatness and power. While looking at the bodies washed up by the sea, he saw gold bracelets and necklaces on them but moved on, only showing them to a friend who was following him, saying, "You take these things, because you're not Themistocles." He told Antiphates, a handsome young man, "Time has taught both of us a lesson." He said that the Athenians didn't truly honor or admire him; they treated him like a plane tree—they sheltered under him during bad weather but quickly stripped his leaves and cut his branches when the weather was nice. When a guy from Seriphus told him that he hadn't gained this honor on his own, but through the greatness of his city, he replied, "You're right; I wouldn’t have been famous if I were from Seriphus, and neither would you if you were from Athens." Laughing at his own son, who got his mother—and, through her, his father—to spoil him, he said that he had more power than anyone in Greece: "The Athenians rule the rest of Greece, I rule the Athenians, your mother rules me, and you rule your mother." Of the two men who were interested in his daughter, he preferred the man of character over the wealthy one, saying he’d rather have a man without money than money without a man.
When the citizens of Athens began to listen willingly to those who traduced and reproached him, he was forced, with somewhat obnoxious frequency, to put them in mind of the great services he had performed. And he yet more provoked the people by building a temple to Diana with the epithet of Aristobule, or Diana of Best Counsel; intimating thereby that he had given the best counsel, not only to the Athenians, but to all Greece. At length the Athenians banished him, making use of the ostracism to humble his eminence and authority, as they ordinarily did with all whom they thought too powerful, or, by their greatness, disproportionate to the equality thought requisite in a popular government. For the ostracism was instituted, not so much to punish the offender as to mitigate and pacify the violence of the envious, who delighted to humble eminent men, and who, by fixing this disgrace upon them, might vent some part of their rancor.
When the citizens of Athens started to openly listen to people who criticized and slandered him, he had to frequently remind them of the great services he had provided. He angered them even more by building a temple to Diana known as Aristobule, or Diana of Best Counsel; suggesting that he had given the best advice, not just to the Athenians, but to all of Greece. Eventually, the Athenians exiled him, using ostracism to diminish his influence and power, as they typically did with anyone they believed was too strong or, by their prominence, unequal in what they thought was necessary for a democratic government. The purpose of ostracism was not so much to punish the offender, but to soothe and calm the anger of the envious, who enjoyed bringing down prominent individuals, and who could vent some of their bitterness by imposing this disgrace on them.
Themistocles being banished from Athens, while he stayed at Argos the detection of Pausanias happened. And after Pausanias was put to death, letters and writings were found which rendered Themistocles suspected, and his enemies among the Athenians accused him. In answer to the malicious detractions of his enemies, he merely wrote to the citizens urging that he who was always ambitious to govern, and not of a character or a disposition to serve, would never sell himself and his country into slavery to a barbarous and hostile nation.
Themistocles, having been exiled from Athens, was in Argos when Pausanias was exposed. After Pausanias was executed, letters and documents were discovered that raised suspicion against Themistocles, and his enemies among the Athenians accused him. In response to the spiteful attacks from his adversaries, he simply wrote to the citizens, urging them that someone who always aimed to lead and was not the type to serve would never betray himself or his country to a cruel and hostile nation.
Notwithstanding this, the people, being persuaded by his accuser, set officers to take him and bring him away to be tried before a council of the Greeks; but, having timely notice of it, he passed over into the island of Corcyra, where the state was under obligations to him; for, being chosen as arbitrator in a difference between them and the Corinthians, he decided the controversy by ordering the Corinthians to pay down twenty talents, and declaring the town and island of Leucas a joint colony from both cities. From thence he fled into Epirus, and, the Athenians and Lacedaemonians still pursuing him, he threw himself upon chances of safety that seemed all but desperate. For he fled fro refuge to Admetus, kind of the Molossians, who had formerly made some request to the Athenians when Themistocles was in the height of his authority, and had been disdainfully used and insulted by him, and had let it appear plain enough that could he lay hold of him he would take his revenge. Yet in this misfortune, Themistocles, fearing the recent hatred of his neighbors and fellow-citizens more than the old displeasure of the king, put himself at his mercy, and became an humble suppliant to Admetus, after a peculiar manner, different from the custom of other countries. For taking the king's son, who was then a child, in his arms, he laid himself down at his hearth, this being the most sacred and only manner of supplication, among the Molossians, which was not to be refused.
Despite this, the people, swayed by his accuser, sent officers to capture him and bring him in for trial before a council of Greeks. However, having been warned in time, he escaped to the island of Corcyra, where he had some support; he had been chosen as an arbitrator in a dispute between them and the Corinthians, and he resolved the issue by demanding that the Corinthians pay twenty talents and declaring the town and island of Leucas a joint colony of both cities. From there, he fled to Epirus, and while the Athenians and Lacedaemonians continued to chase him, he took desperate chances for safety. He sought refuge with Admetus, the king of the Molossians, who had previously made a request to the Athenians when Themistocles was at the peak of his power and had been treated disdainfully by him, making it clear that he desired revenge if he could capture him. Nevertheless, in this difficult situation, Themistocles, fearing the recent hostility of his neighbors and fellow-citizens more than the longstanding resentment of the king, submitted to him and humbly begged for mercy from Admetus in a way that was unique compared to the customs of other places. He took the king's young son, who was still a child, in his arms and laid down at the king's hearth, the most sacred and significant form of supplication among the Molossians, which could not be denied.
Thucydides says, that, passing over land to the Aegean Sea, he took shop at Pydna in the bay of Thermae, not being known to any one in the ship, till, being terrified to see the vessel driven by the winds near to Naxos, which was then besieged by the Athenians, he made himself known to the master and pilot, and, partly entreating them, partly threatening, he compelled them to bear off and stand out to sea, and sail forward toward the coast of Aisa.
Thucydides mentions that while traveling overland to the Aegean Sea, he stopped at Pydna in the bay of Thermae, without anyone on the ship recognizing him. However, when he saw the ship being pushed by the winds close to Naxos, which was under siege by the Athenians at the time, he revealed his identity to the captain and the pilot. Through a mix of pleading and threatening, he forced them to steer away from Naxos, heading out to sea and continuing toward the coast of Asia.
When he arrived at Cyme, and understood that all along the coast many laid in wait for him (the king of Persia having offered by public proclamation two hundred talents to him that should take him), he fled to Aegae, a small city of the Aeolians, where no one knew him but only his host Nicogenes, who was the richest man in Aeolia, and well known to the great men of Inner Asia. There Themistocles, going to bed, dreamed that he saw a snake coil itself up upon his belly, and so creep to his neck; then, as soon as it touched his face, it turned into an eagle, which spread its wings over him, and took him up and flew away with him a great distance; then there appeared a herald's golden wand, and upon this at last it set him down securely, after infinite terror and disturbance.
When he arrived at Cyme and realized that many people along the coast were waiting for him (the king of Persia had publicly offered a reward of two hundred talents for anyone who captured him), he fled to Aegae, a small city of the Aeolians, where no one recognized him except his host Nicogenes, the wealthiest man in Aeolia, who was well-known among the powerful figures of Inner Asia. There, Themistocles went to bed and dreamed that he saw a snake coiling itself around his belly and creeping up to his neck. Then, as soon as it touched his face, it transformed into an eagle, which spread its wings over him and carried him away for a long distance. Finally, a golden herald's staff appeared, and it safely set him down on this after an overwhelming amount of fear and turmoil.
His departure was effected by Nicogenes by the following artifice: the barbarous nations, and among them the Persians especially, are extremely jealous, severe, and suspicious about their wives, whom they keep so strictly that no one ever sees them abroad; they spend their lives shut up within doors, and, when they take a journey, are carried in close tenets, curtained in on all sides, and set upon a wagon. Such a traveling carriage being prepared for Themistocles, they hid him in it, and carried him on his journey, and told those whom they met or spoke with upon the road that they were conveying a young Greek woman out of Ionia to a nobleman at court.
His departure was arranged by Nicogenes through a clever trick: the barbaric nations, especially the Persians, are incredibly jealous, harsh, and suspicious about their wives. They keep them so strictly that no one ever sees them outside; they spend their lives indoors, and when they travel, they are carried in closed carriages, completely covered and placed on a wagon. A traveling carriage was prepared for Themistocles, and they hid him inside, claiming to those they encountered on the road that they were transporting a young Greek woman from Ionia to a nobleman at court.
When he was introduced to the king, and had paid his reverence to him, he stood silent, till the king commanding the interpreter to ask him who he was, he replied: "O king, I am Themistocles the Athenian, driven into banishment by the Greeks. The evils I have done to the Persians are numerous; but my benefits to them yet greater, in withholding the Greeks from pursuit, so soon as the deliverance of my own country allowed me to show kindness also to you. I come with a mind suited to my present calamities; prepared alike for favors and for anger; to welcome your gracious reconciliation, and to deprecate your wrath. Take my own countrymen for witnesses of the services I have done for Persia, and make use of this occasion to show the world your virtue, rather than to satisfy your indignation. If you save me, you will save your suppliant; if otherwise, you will destroy an enemy of the Greeks."
When he met the king and showed his respect, he stood quietly until the king told the interpreter to ask him who he was. He replied: "O king, I am Themistocles the Athenian, exiled by the Greeks. I've done many wrongs to the Persians, but I've done even more good, by keeping the Greeks from chasing after you as soon as I was able to help my own country. I come with a mindset that fits my current troubles; ready for both kindness and anger; to welcome your gracious peace and to plead against your fury. Let my fellow countrymen be witnesses to the services I've provided for Persia, and use this moment to show the world your greatness rather than just to express your anger. If you save me, you will save your supplicant; if not, you will destroy an enemy of the Greeks."
In the morning, calling together the chief of his court, he had Themistocles brought before him, who expected no good of it. Yet, when he came into the presence, and again fell down, the king saluted him, and spake to him kindly, telling him he was now indebted to him two hundred talents; for it was just and reasonable that he should receive the reward which was proposed to whosoever should bring Themistocles; and promising much more, and encouraging him, he commanded him to speak freely what he would concerning the affairs of Greece. Themistocles replied, that a man's discourse was like to a rich Persians carpet, the beautiful figures and patterns of which can only be shown by spreading and extending it out; when it is contracted and folded up, they are obscured and lost; and, therefore, he desired time. The king being pleased with the comparison, and bidding him take what time he would, he desired a year; in which time, having learnt the Persian language sufficiently, he spoke with the king by himself without the help of an interpreter; the king invited him to partake of his own pastimes and recreations both at home and abroad, carrying him with him a-hunting, and made him his intimate so far that he permitted him to see the queen-mother, and converse frequently with her. By the king's command, he also was made acquainted with the Magian learning.
In the morning, the king called together his court and had Themistocles brought before him, who was not expecting anything good from this meeting. However, when Themistocles arrived and bowed down, the king greeted him warmly and spoke kindly, telling him that he now owed him two hundred talents because it was fair that he receive the reward promised to whoever brought Themistocles in. The king promised even more and encouraged him to speak openly about the situation in Greece. Themistocles responded that a man's words are like a rich Persian carpet, whose beautiful designs can only be appreciated when it's spread out; if it’s folded and hidden, the details are lost. Therefore, he asked for some time. The king, appreciating the metaphor and allowing him as much time as needed, granted him a year. During this time, Themistocles learned enough Persian to speak with the king directly without an interpreter. The king invited him to join in his leisure activities, both at home and outdoors, taking him hunting, and became so close to him that he allowed Themistocles to meet and frequently converse with the queen mother. At the king's request, he also learned about the Magian knowledge.
They relate, also, how Themistocles, when he was in great prosperity, and courted by many, seeing himself splendidly served at his table, turned to his children and said: "Children, we had been undone if we had not been undone." Most writers say that he had three cities given him—Magnesia, Myus and Lampsacus—to maintain him in bread, meat and wine; and some add two more, the city of Palaescepsis, to provide him with clothes, and Percote, with bedding and furniture for his house.
They also tell the story of Themistocles, who, at the height of his success and with many people vying for his attention, looked at his children while enjoying a lavish meal and said, "Kids, we would have been ruined if we hadn't been ruined." Most writers claim that he was given three cities—Magnesia, Myus, and Lampsacus—to provide him with bread, meat, and wine; and some add two more, Palaescepsis for clothing and Percote for bedding and furniture for his home.
He lived quietly in his own house in Magnesia, where for a long time he passed his days in great security, being courted by all, and enjoying rich presents, and honored equally with the greatest persons in the Persian empire; the king, at that time, not minding his concerns with Greece, being taken up with the affairs of Inner Aisa.
He lived a peaceful life in his own home in Magnesia, where he spent many days safely, admired by everyone, enjoying lavish gifts, and respected just like the most important figures in the Persian empire. At that time, the king was focused on issues in Inner Asia and didn't pay much attention to his matters with Greece.
But when Egypt revolted, being assisted by the Athenians, and the Greek galleys roved about as far as Cyprus and Cilicia, and Cimon had made himself master of the seas, the king turned his thoughts thither, and, bending his mind chiefly to resist the Greeks, and to cheek the growth of their power against him, began to raise forces, and send out commanders, and to dispatch messengers to Themistocles at Magnesia, to put him in mind of his promise, and to summon him to act against the Greeks. Yet this did not increase his hatred nor exasperate him against the Athenians, but, being ashamed to sully the glory of his former great actions, and of his many victories and trophies, he determined to put a conclusion to his life, agreeable to its previous course. He sacrificed to the gods, and invited his friends; and having entertained them and shaken hands with them, drank bull's blood, as is the usual story; as others state, a poison, producing instant death; and ended his days in the city of Magnesia, having lived sixty-five years, most of which he had spent in politics and in the wars, in government and command. The king, being informed of the cause and manner of his death, admired him the more than ever, and continued to show kindness to his friends and relations.
But when Egypt revolted, with help from the Athenians, and the Greek ships ventured as far as Cyprus and Cilicia, and Cimon had gained control of the seas, the king focused his attention there and, mainly aiming to resist the Greeks and curb their power against him, began to gather forces, send out commanders, and dispatch messengers to Themistocles in Magnesia, reminding him of his promise and urging him to take action against the Greeks. However, this didn’t increase his hatred or resentment towards the Athenians. Instead, feeling ashamed to tarnish the glory of his past great deeds and many victories and trophies, he decided to end his life in a manner consistent with its previous course. He sacrificed to the gods and invited his friends over; after hosting them and shaking hands, he drank bull's blood, as the usual story goes; others say it was a poison that caused instant death; and he ended his life in the city of Magnesia, having lived sixty-five years, most of which he had spent in politics and war, in governance and command. The king, upon hearing about the reason and way of his death, admired him even more and continued to show kindness to his friends and family.
The Magnesians possess a splendid sepulchre of Themistocles, placed in the middle of their market-place. And various honors and privileges were granted to the kindred of Themistocles at Magnesia, which were observed down to our times, and were enjoyed by another Themistocles of Athens, with whom I had an intimate acquaintance and friendship in the house of Ammonius the philosopher.
The people of Magnesia have a magnificent tomb for Themistocles located in the center of their marketplace. Various honors and privileges were given to Themistocles's family in Magnesia, which continued to be respected up to the present day. Another Themistocles from Athens enjoyed these same honors, and I had a close friendship with him at the home of Ammonius the philosopher.
CAMILLUS
Among the many remarkable things that are related of Furius Camillus, it seems singular that he, who continually was in the highest commands, and obtained the greatest successes, was five times chosen dictator, triumphed four times, and was styled a second founder of Rome, yet never was so much as once consul. The reason of which was the state and temper of the commonwealth at that time; for the people, being at dissension with the senate, refused to return consuls, but they instead elected other magistrates, called military tribunes, who acted, indeed, with full consular power, but were thought to exercise a less obnoxious amount of authority, because it was divided among a larger number.
Among the many impressive things said about Furius Camillus, it's striking that he, who was always in top command and achieved great victories, was chosen dictator five times, celebrated with triumphs four times, and called a second founder of Rome, yet never held the position of consul even once. The reason for this was the state and mood of the republic at that time; the people, being at odds with the senate, refused to elect consuls and instead chose other officials, called military tribunes, who had full consular power but were seen as exercising a less problematic amount of authority because it was shared among more people.
The house of the Furii was not, at that time, of any considerable distinction; he, by his own acts, first raised himself to honor, serving under Postumius Tubertus, dictator, in the great battle against the Aequians and Volscians. For, riding out from the rest of the army, and in the charge receiving a would in his thigh, he for all that did not quit the fight, but, letting the dart drag in the would, and engaging with the bravest of the enemy, put them to flight; for which action, among other rewards bestowed on him, he was created censor, an office in those days of great repute and authority. During his censorship one very good act of his is recorded, that, whereas the wars had made many widows, he obliged such as had no wives, some by fair persuasion, others by threatening to set fines on their heads, to take them in marriage; another necessary one, in causing orphans to be rated, who before were exempted from taxes, the frequent wars requiring more than ordinary expenses to maintain them. What, however, pressed them most was the siege of Veii. Some call this people Veientani. This was the head city of Tuscany, not inferior to Rome either in number of arms or multitude of soldiers, insomuch that, presuming on her wealth and luxury, and priding herself upon her refinement and sumptuousness, she engaged in many honorable contests with the Romans for glory and empire. But now they had abandoned their former ambitious hopes, having been weakened by great defeats, so that, having fortified themselves with high and strong walls, and furnished the city with all sorts of weapons offensive and defensive, as likewise with corn and all manner of provisions, they cheerfully endured a siege, which, though tedious to them, was no less troublesome and distressing to the besiegers. For the Romans, having never been accustomed to stay away from home except in summer, and for no great length of time, and constantly to winter at home, were then first compelled by the tribunes to build forts in the enemy's country, and, raising strong works about their camp, to join winter and summer together. And now the seventh year of the war drawing to an end, the commanders began to be suspected as too slow and remiss in driving on the siege, insomuch that they were discharged and others chosen for the war, among whom was Camillus, then second time tribune. But at present he had no hand in the siege, the duties that fell by lot to him being to make war upon the Faliscans and Capenates, who, taking advantage of the Romans being occupied on all hands, had carried ravages into their country, and through all the Tuscan war, given them much annoyance, but were now reduced by Camillus, and with great loss shut up within their walls.
The Furii family wasn’t particularly notable at that time; it was he who elevated himself to prominence by serving under the dictator Postumius Tubertus in the major battle against the Aequians and Volscians. While leading a charge away from the main army, he was wounded in the thigh but didn’t abandon the fight. He let the dart drag in the wound and engaged the bravest enemies, pushing them to flee. For this act, among other honors, he was appointed as censor, a highly respected and powerful position back then. During his time as censor, he is recorded for one significant action: as many wars had left numerous widows, he compelled those without wives to marry some of them, using persuasion for some and threatening fines for others. He also deemed it necessary for orphans, who had previously been tax-exempt, to start paying taxes, as the ongoing wars required extra funding to support them. However, what pressured them the most was the siege of Veii. Some refer to this group as the Veientani. This city was the capital of Tuscany, comparable to Rome in both military strength and soldier numbers. Feeling overconfident in their wealth and luxury and prideful of their sophistication, they engaged in many honorable contests with the Romans for glory and power. But by this time, they had given up on their former ambitions after suffering significant defeats. They fortified their defenses with high, strong walls and stocked their city with all types of offensive and defensive weapons, as well as food and supplies, enduring the siege with cheerfulness. Though it was tedious for them, it was no less troublesome and distressing for the besiegers. The Romans, accustomed to only being away from home in summer for brief periods and always wintering at home, were now compelled by the tribunes to build forts in enemy territory and strengthen their camp, merging their winter and summer efforts. As the seventh year of the war approached its end, the commanders faced suspicion for being too slow and slack in pursuing the siege, leading to their replacement by others, including Camillus, who was elected as tribune for the second time. However, at that moment, he wasn’t involved in the siege, as his assigned duties were to wage war against the Faliscans and Capenates, who had exploited the Romans’ distractions to raid their territory and had troubled them throughout the Tuscan war. But now, under Camillus, they were heavily defeated and confined within their walls.
And now, in the very heat of the war, a strange phenomenon in the Alban lake, which, in the absence of any known cause and explanation by natural reasons, seemed as great a prodigy as the most incredible that are reported, occasioned great alarm. It was the beginning of autumn, and the summer now ending had, to all observation, been neither rainy nor much troubled with southern winds; and of the many lakes, brooks, and springs of all sorts with which Italy abounds, some were wholly dried up, others had very little water in them; all the rivers, as is usual in summer, ran in a very low and hollow channel. But the Alban lake, which is fed by no other waters but its own, and is on all sides encircled with fruitful mountains, without any cause, unless it were divine, began visibly to rise and swell, increasing to the feet of the mountains, and by degrees reaching the level of the very tops of some of them, and all this without any waves or agitation. At first it was the wonder of shepherds and herdsmen; but when the earth, which, like a great dam, held up the lake from falling into the lower grounds, through the quantity and weight of water was broken down, and in a violent stream it ran through the ploughed fields and plantations to discharge itself in the sea, it not only struck terror into the Romans, but was thought by all the inhabitants of Italy to portend some extraordinary event. But the greatest talk of it was in the camp that besieged Veii, so that in the town itself, also, the occurrence became known.
And now, in the heat of the war, a strange event in Lake Alban, which had no obvious cause or natural explanation, caused great alarm. It was the beginning of autumn, and the summer that was just ending seemed to have been neither rainy nor troubled by southern winds; many lakes, streams, and springs throughout Italy were either completely dried up or had very little water in them, and all the rivers, as is typical in summer, were running in shallow channels. But Lake Alban, which is only fed by its own waters and is surrounded by fertile mountains, started rising and swelling noticeably, reaching the feet of the mountains and gradually rising to the tops of some of them, all without any waves or agitation. At first, it amazed the shepherds and herders; however, when the earth, which acted like a great dam holding back the lake from flooding the lower lands, broke down under the sheer weight of the water, it unleashed a violent stream that rushed through the fields and plantations on its way to the sea. This not only terrified the Romans, but the inhabitants of Italy believed it foretold some extraordinary event. The biggest discussions about it happened in the camp besieging Veii, and the news also reached the town itself.
As in long sieges it commonly happens that both parties on both sides meet often and converse with one another, so it chanced that a Roman had gained much confidence and familiarity with one of the besieged, a man versed in ancient prophecies, and of repute for more than ordinary skill in divination. The Roman, observing him to be overjoyed at the story of the lake, and to mock at the siege, told him that this was not the only prodigy that of late had happened to the Romans; others more wonderful yet than this had befallen them, which he was willing to communicate to him, that he might the better provide for his private interests in these public distempers. The man greedily embraced the proposal, expecting to hear some wonderful secrets; but when, little by little, he had led him on in conversation, and insensibly drawn him a good way from the gates of the city, he snatched him up the middle, being stronger than he, and, by the assistance of others who came running from the camp, seized and delivered him to the commanders. The man, reduced to this necessity, and sensible now that destiny was not to be avoided, discovered to them the secret oracle of Veii, that it was not possible the city should be taken until the Alban lake, which now broke forth and had found out new passages, was drawn back from that course, and so diverted that it could not mingle with the sea. The senate, having heard and satisfied themselves about the matter, decreed to send to Delphi, to ask counsel of the god. The messengers returned with the answer that the Alban water, if possible, they should keep from the sea, and shut it up in its ancient bounds; but if that was not to be done, then they should carry it off by ditches and trenches into the lower grounds, and so dry it up; which message being delivered, the priests performed what related to the sacrifices, and the people went to work and turned the water.
As often happens in long sieges, both sides frequently met and talked with each other. It so happened that a Roman gained a lot of confidence and familiarity with one of the besieged, a man skilled in ancient prophecies and known for his exceptional divination abilities. The Roman noticed that he was happy about the story of the lake and mocked the siege, so he told him that this wasn’t the only amazing event that had recently occurred for the Romans; there were even more incredible things that had happened, which he was willing to share so that the man could better take care of his own interests in these public troubles. The man eagerly accepted the offer, expecting to hear some fantastic secrets. However, as the Roman gradually led him away in conversation, pulling him further from the city gates, he suddenly seized him since he was stronger and, with the help of others from the camp, captured him and handed him over to the commanders. Realizing he had no choice and that fate couldn’t be avoided, the man revealed to them the secret oracle of Veii, stating that the city couldn’t be taken until the Alban lake, which had recently overflowed and found new ways to flow, was redirected so it wouldn’t mix with the sea. After hearing and confirming this information, the senate decided to send messengers to Delphi to seek the god’s advice. The messengers returned with the answer that, if possible, they should keep the Alban water from reaching the sea and confine it within its original boundaries; but if that wasn’t feasible, they should channel it through ditches and trenches to the lower areas, thereby drying it up. Once this message was delivered, the priests handled the necessary sacrifices, and the people got to work redirecting the water.
And now the senate, in the tenth year of the war, taking away all other commands, created Camillus dictator, who chose Cornelius Scipio for his general of horse, and, having made vows, marched into the country of the Faliscans, and in a great battle overthrew them and the Capenates, their confederates; afterwards he turned to the siege of Veii, and finding that to take it by assault would prove a difficult and hazardous attempt, proceeded to cut mines under ground, the earth about the city being easy to break up, and allowing such depth for the works as would prevent their being discovered by the enemy. This design going on in a hopeful way, he openly gave assaults to the enemy, to keep them to the walls, until they that worked underground in the mines might, without being perceived, arrive within the citadel, close to the temple of Juno, which was the greatest and most honored in all the city. It is said that the prince of the Tuscans was at that very time at sacrifice, and that the priest, after he had looked into the entrails of the beast, cried out with a loud voice that the gods would give the victory to those that should complete those offerings; and that the Romans who were in the mines, hearing the words, immediately pulled down the floor, and, ascending with noise, and clashing of weapons, frightened away the enemy, and, snatching up the entrails, carried them to Camillus. But this may look like a fable. The city, however, being taken by storm, and the soldiers busied in pillaging and gathering an infinite quantity of riches and spoil, Camillus, from the high tower viewing what was done, at first wept for pity; and when the bystanders congratulated him upon his success, he lifted up his hands to heaven, and broke out into this prayer: "O most mighty Jupiter, and ye gods that are judges of good and evil actions, ye know that not without just cause, but constrained by necessity, we have been forced to revenge ourselves on the city of our unrighteous and wicked enemies. But if, the the vicissitude of things, there by any calamity due, to counter-balance this great felicity, I beg that it may be diverted from the city and army of the Romans, and fall, with as little hurt as may be, upon my own head." Having said these words, and just turning about (as the custom of the Romans is to turn to the right after adoration or prayer), he stumbled and fell, to the astonishment of all that were present. But, recovering himself presently from the fall, he told them that he had received what he had prayed for, a small mischance, in compensation for the greatest good fortune.
And now the Senate, in the tenth year of the war, stripped away all other commands and appointed Camillus as dictator, who chose Cornelius Scipio as his cavalry general. After making vows, he marched into the territory of the Faliscans and won a major battle against them and their allies, the Capenates. He then turned to the siege of Veii and realized that capturing it through a direct assault would be difficult and dangerous, so he decided to dig tunnels underground since the earth around the city was easily breakable and could be dug deep enough to avoid detection by the enemy. While this plan progressed well, he launched open attacks on the enemy to keep them occupied at the walls until those working underground could, unnoticed, reach the citadel near the temple of Juno, the most significant and revered one in the city. It is said that at that moment, the leader of the Tuscans was performing a sacrifice, and after examining the entrails of the beast, the priest loudly proclaimed that the gods would grant victory to those who completed their offerings. The Romans in the mines, hearing this, quickly broke through and climbed up with noise and the clashing of weapons, scaring away the enemy. They seized the entrails and brought them to Camillus. However, this might sound like a fable. Nonetheless, when the city was captured, and the soldiers were busy looting and gathering a vast amount of treasure and spoils, Camillus, watching from a tall tower, initially wept out of pity. When the onlookers congratulated him on his success, he raised his hands to heaven and prayed: "O most powerful Jupiter, and you gods who judge good and evil actions, you know that we have been forced, not without just cause but out of necessity, to take revenge on the city of our unjust enemies. However, if there should be any calamity due to balance this great fortune, I ask that it be diverted from the city and army of the Romans and fall, with as little harm as possible, upon my own head." After saying this, he turned around (as Romans typically do to the right after worship or prayer) and stumbled, falling to the astonishment of everyone present. But quickly recovering from his fall, he told them that he had received what he prayed for: a minor misfortune in exchange for his tremendous good luck.
Camillus, however, whether puffed up with the greatness of his achievement in conquering a city that was the rival of Rome, and held out a ten years' siege, or exalted with the felicitations of those that were about him, assumed to himself more than became a civil and legal magistrate; among other things, in the pride and haughtiness of triumph, driving through Rome in a chariot drawn with four white horses, which no general either before or since ever did; for the Romans consider such a mode of conveyance to be sacred and specially set apart to the king and father of the gods. This alienated the hearts of his fellow-citizens, who were not accustomed to such pomp and display.
Camillus, whether feeling proud of his achievement in conquering a city that rivaled Rome and enduring a ten-year siege, or buoyed by the praise of those around him, took on more than what was appropriate for a civil and legal leader. Among other things, in the pride and arrogance of victory, he drove through Rome in a chariot pulled by four white horses, something no general had done before or since. The Romans viewed this mode of transport as sacred, specifically reserved for the king and father of the gods. This turned the hearts of his fellow citizens against him, as they were not used to such extravagance and show.
The second pique they had against him was his opposing the law by which the city was to be divided; for the tribunes of the people brought forward a motion that the people and senate should be divided into two parts, one of which should remain at home, the other, as the lot should decide, remove to the new-taken city. By which means they should not only have much more room, but, by the advantage of two great and magnificent cities, be better able to maintain their territories and their fortunes in general. The people, therefore, who were numerous and indigent, greedily embraced it, and crowded continually to the forum, with tumultuous demands to have it put to the vote. But the senate and the noblest citizens, judging the proceedings of the tribunes to tend rather to a destruction than a division of Rome, greatly averse to it, went to Camillus for assistance, who, fearing the result if it came to a direct contest, contrived to occupy the people with other business, and so staved it off. He thus became unpopular.
The second issue they had against him was his opposition to the law that would divide the city. The tribunes proposed a plan to split the people and the senate into two groups, with one group staying home and the other, determined by chance, going to the newly captured city. This way, they would not only have a lot more space, but also, by benefiting from two large and impressive cities, be better equipped to maintain their lands and overall wealth. The people, who were many and struggling, eagerly supported this idea and continually flooded the forum, demanding to have it voted on. However, the senate and the most respected citizens believed the tribunes' proposal would lead to the destruction of Rome rather than its division, and they strongly opposed it. They turned to Camillus for help, who, fearing the outcome of a direct confrontation, managed to keep the people busy with other matters and delayed the vote. As a result, he became unpopular.
And now the tribunes of the people again resuming their motion for the division of the city, the war against the Faliscans luckily broke out, giving liberty to the chief citizens to choose what magistrates they pleased, and to appoint Camillus military tribune, with five colleagues; affairs then requiring a commander of authority and reputation, as well as experience. And when the people had ratified the election, he marched with his forces into the territories of the Faliscans, and laid siege to Falerii, a well-fortified city, and plentifully stored with all necessaries of war. And although he perceived it would be so small work to take it, and no little time would be required for it, yet he was willing to exercise the citizens and keep them abroad, that they might have no leisure, idling at home, to follow the tribunes in factions and seditions: a very common remedy, indeed, with the Romans, who thus carried off, like good physicians, the ill humors of their commonwealth. The Falerians (The Falerians, in this narrative, are the people of the town; the Faliscans, the nation in general.), trusting in the strength of their city, which was well fortified on all sides, made so little account of the siege, that all, with the exception of those that guarded the walls, as in times of peace, walked about the streets in their common dress; the boys went to school, and were led by their master to play and exercise about the town walls; for the Falerians, like the Greeks, used to have a single teacher for many pupils, wishing their children to live and be brought up from the beginning in each others company.
And now the representatives of the people resumed their push for dividing the city. Luckily, a war against the Faliscans broke out, allowing the leading citizens to select whichever officials they wanted and to appoint Camillus as military tribune, along with five colleagues. The situation called for a leader with authority, reputation, and experience. After the people confirmed the election, he led his troops into Faliscans' territory and laid siege to Falerii, a well-fortified city stocked with all necessary war supplies. Although he realized that capturing it would be a lengthy task, he wanted to keep the citizens engaged and away from home so they wouldn't join the tribunes in factional disputes and riots—a common strategy among the Romans, who, like good doctors, aimed to cure the ailments of their republic. The Falerians, trusting in the strength of their well-fortified city, paid so little attention to the siege that most, except for those patrolling the walls, walked the streets in their everyday clothes. The boys went to school, accompanied by their teacher, playing and exercising around the town walls; the Falerians, like the Greeks, preferred to have one teacher for many students, wanting their children to grow up together.
This schoolmaster, designing to betray the Falerians by their children, led them out every day under the town wall, at first but a little way, and, when they had exercised, brought them home again. Afterwards by degrees he drew them farther and farther, till by practice he had made them bold and fearless, as if no danger was about them; and at last, having got them all together, he brought them to the outposts of the Romans, and delivered them up, demanding to be led to Camillus. Where being come, and standing in the middle, he said that he was the master and teacher of these children, but, preferring his favor before all other obligations, he had come to deliver up his charge to him, and, in that, the whole city. When Camillus had heard him out, he was astounded at the treachery of the act, and, turning to the standers-by observed that, "War, indeed, is of necessity attended with much injustice and violence! Certain laws, however, all good men observe even in war itself, nor is victory so great an object as to induce us to incur for its sake obligations for base and impious acts. A great general should rely on his own virtue, and not other men's vices." Which said, he commanded the officers to tear off the man's clothes, and bind his hands behind him and give the boys rods and scourges, to punish the traitor and drive him back to the city. By this time the Falerians had discovered the treachery of the schoolmaster, and the city, as was likely, was full of lamentations and cries for their calamity, men and women of worth running in distraction about the walls and gates; when, behold, the boys came whipping their master on, naked and bound, calling Camillus their preserver and god and father; so that it struck not only the parents, but the rest of the citizens, with such admiration and love of Camillus's justice, that, immediately meeting in assembly, they sent ambassadors to him, to resign whatever they had to his disposal. Camillus sent them to Rome, where, being brought into the senate, they spoke to this purpose: that the Romans, preferring justice before victory, had taught them rather to embrace submission than liberty; they did not so much confess themselves to be inferior in strength as they must acknowledge them to be superior in virtue. The senate remitted the whole matter to Camillus, to judge and order as he thought fit; who, taking a sum of money of the Falerians, and making a peace with the whole nation of Faliscans, returned home.
This schoolmaster, planning to betray the Falerians using their children, took them out every day under the town wall, at first just a short distance, and after they had exercised, brought them back home. Gradually, he led them farther and farther away, until he had made them bold and fearless, as if there was no danger around them; and finally, having gathered them all together, he took them to the Roman outposts and handed them over, asking to be taken to Camillus. When he arrived, standing in the middle, he stated that he was the master and teacher of these children, but, valuing his own interests above all other obligations, he had come to surrender his charge to him, and in doing so, the entire city. When Camillus heard him out, he was shocked by the treachery of the act, and turning to those nearby, remarked, "War, indeed, necessarily involves much injustice and violence! However, certain laws are adhered to by all good men even in war itself, and victory is not such a priority as to justify engaging in base and wicked acts. A great general should depend on his own virtue, not on the vices of others." After saying this, he ordered the officers to strip the man of his clothes, tie his hands behind his back, and give the boys rods and whips to punish the traitor and send him back to the city. By this time, the Falerians had discovered the schoolmaster's betrayal, and, as expected, the city was filled with lamentations and cries for their misfortune, with respectable men and women running in distress around the walls and gates; suddenly, the boys came back whipping their master, naked and tied up, calling Camillus their savior, god, and father; this filled not only the parents but the rest of the citizens with such admiration and love for Camillus's justice that they immediately convened in assembly and sent ambassadors to him, to offer whatever they had to his disposal. Camillus sent them to Rome, where, after being brought before the senate, they expressed that the Romans, valuing justice above victory, had taught them to prefer submission over freedom; they didn't so much admit to being weaker in strength as to recognizing their superiority in virtue. The senate left the entire matter to Camillus, to judge and manage as he saw fit; he accepted a sum of money from the Falerians and made peace with the entire nation of Faliscans before returning home.
But the soldiers, who had expected to have the pillage of the city, when they came to Rome empty-handed railed against Camillus among their fellow-citizens, as a hater of the people, and one that grudged all advantage to the poor. The People were exasperated against him. Gathering, therefore, together his friends and fellow-soldiers, and such as had borne command with him, a considerable number in all, he besought them that they would not suffer him to be unjustly overborne by shameful accusations, and left the mock and scorn of his enemies. His friends, having advised and consulted among themselves, made answer, that, as to the sentence, they did not see how they could help him, but that they would contribute to whatsoever fine should be set upon him. Not able to endure so great an indignity, he resolved in his anger to leave the city and go into exile; and so, having taken leave of his wife and son, he went silently to the gate of the city, and, there stopping and turning round, stretched out his hands to the Capitol, and prayed to the gods, that if, without any fault of his own, but merely through the malice and violence of the people, he was driven out into banishment, the Romans might quickly repent of it; and that all mankind might witness their need for the assistance, and desire for the return, of Camillus.
But the soldiers, who had expected to loot the city, when they arrived in Rome empty-handed, expressed their anger against Camillus among their fellow citizens, claiming he was a hater of the people and begrudged the poor any advantage. The people were furious with him. Gathering his friends, fellow soldiers, and those who had commanded alongside him—a significant number in total—he urged them not to let him be unfairly crushed by shameful accusations and the mockery of his enemies. His friends, after discussing among themselves, replied that while they could not help him with the verdict, they would contribute to any fine imposed on him. Unable to tolerate such a grave insult, he decided in his anger to leave the city and go into exile; so, after saying goodbye to his wife and son, he quietly made his way to the city gate. There, he paused and turned around, stretching out his hands to the Capitol, and prayed to the gods that if he was being banished without any fault of his own, only due to the malice and aggression of the people, the Romans would soon regret it; and that all of humanity would see their need for his help and desire for his return.
And there is not a Roman but believes that immediately upon the prayers of Camillus a sudden judgment followed, and that he received a revenge for the injustice done unto him, which was very remarkable, and noised over the whole world: such a punishment visited the city of Rome, an era of such loss and danger and disgrace so quickly succeeded; whether it thus fell out by fortune, or it be the office of god not to see injured virtue go unavenged.
And there isn’t a Roman who doesn’t believe that right after Camillus prayed, a sudden judgment came down, and he got revenge for the wrongs done to him, which was quite remarkable and widely talked about. Such a punishment hit the city of Rome, leading to a time of great loss, danger, and disgrace that followed so quickly; whether it happened by chance or if it’s God’s task not to let wronged virtue go unpunished.
The first token that seemed to threaten some mischief to ensure was the death of the censor Julius; for the Romans have a religious reverence for the office of a censor, and esteem it sacred. The second was, that, just before Camillus went into exile, Marcus Caedicius, a person of no great distinction, nor of the rank of senator, but esteemed a good and respectable man, reported to the military tribunes a thing worthy their consideration: that, going along the night before in the street called the New Way, and being called by somebody in a loud voice, he turned about, but could see no one, but heard a voice greater than human, which said these words, "Go, Marcus Caedicius, and early in the morning tell the military tribunes that they are shortly to expect the Gauls." But the tribunes made a mock and sport with the story, and a little after came Camillus's banishment.
The first sign that suggested trouble was coming was the death of the censor Julius, because the Romans hold the office of a censor in high regard and consider it sacred. The second sign was that just before Camillus went into exile, Marcus Caedicius, a man of no considerable status or rank as a senator but seen as decent and respectable, reported to the military tribunes something they should pay attention to: that while walking along the street called the New Way the night before, he heard someone call out to him loudly. He turned around but saw no one, yet he heard a voice that seemed beyond human, saying, "Go, Marcus Caedicius, and early in the morning tell the military tribunes that they should expect the Gauls soon." However, the tribunes laughed off his story, and shortly after, Camillus was exiled.
The Gauls are of the Celtic race, and are reported to have been compelled by their numbers to leave their country, which was insufficient to sustain them all, and to have gone in search of other homes. And being, many thousands of them, young men able to bear arms, and carrying with them a still greater number of women and young children, some of them, passing the Riphaean mountains, fell upon the Northern Ocean, and possessed themselves of the farthest parts of Europe; others, seating themselves between the Pyrenean mountains and the Alps, lived there a considerable time, near to the Senones and Celtorii; but, afterwards tasting wine, which was then first brought them out of Italy, they were all so much taken with the liquor, and transported with the hitherto unknown delight, that, snatching up their arms and taking their families along with them, they marched directly to the Alps, to find out the country which yielded such fruit, pronouncing all others barren and useless. He that first brought wine among them and was the chief instigator of their coming into Italy is said to have been one Aruns, A Tuscan, a man of noble extraction.
The Gauls are of Celtic descent and are said to have been forced by their large numbers to leave their homeland, which couldn't support them all, in search of new places to live. Many thousands of these able-bodied young men, along with an even greater number of women and young children, passed over the Riphaean mountains, reached the Northern Ocean, and settled in the farthest parts of Europe. Others established themselves between the Pyrenean mountains and the Alps, living there for quite some time near the Senones and Celtorii. However, after they were introduced to wine, which was first brought to them from Italy, they became so enamored with the drink and the previously unknown pleasure it offered that they grabbed their weapons and took their families with them, marching straight to the Alps to discover the land that produced such a delightful beverage, deeming all other places barren and useless. The one credited with first bringing wine to them and encouraging their movement into Italy is said to be Aruns, a Tuscan of noble birth.
At their first coming they at once possessed themselves of all that country which anciently the Tuscans inhabited, reaching from the Alps to both the seas, as the names themselves testify; for the North of Adriatic Sea is named from the Tuscan city Adria, and that to the south the Tuscan Sea simply. The whole country is rich in fruit trees, has excellent pasture, and is well watered with river. It had eighteen large and beautiful cities, well provided with all the means for industry and wealth, and all the enjoyments and pleasures of life. The Gauls cast out the Tuscans, and seated themselves in them.
At their arrival, they quickly took over the entire region once inhabited by the Tuscans, stretching from the Alps to both seas, as the names indicate; the northern part of the Adriatic Sea is named after the Tuscan city of Adria, and the southern part is simply called the Tuscan Sea. The whole area is rich in fruit trees, has excellent pastures, and is well-supplied with rivers. It boasted eighteen large and beautiful cities, well-equipped with all the resources for industry and wealth, along with all the pleasures and comforts of life. The Gauls drove out the Tuscans and settled in their place.
The Gauls at this time were besieging Clusium, a Tuscan city. The Clusinians sent to the Romans for succor, desiring them to interpose with the barbarians by letters and ambassadors. The Romans, perceiving that Brennus, the leader of the Gauls, was not to be treated with, went into Clusium and encouraged the inhabitants to make a sally with them upon the barbarians, which they did either to try their strength or to show their own. The sally being made, and the fight growing hot about the walls, one of the Fabii, Quintus Ambustus, who had come as an ambassador, being well mounted, and setting spurs to his horse, made full against a Gaul, a man of huge bulk and stature, whom he saw riding out at a distance from the rest. At the first he was not recognized, through the quickness of the conflict and the glittering of the armor, that precluded any view of him; but when he had overthrown the Gaul, and was going to gather the spoils, Brennus knew him; and invoking the gods to be witnesses that, contrary to the known and common law of nations, which is holily observed by all mankind, he who had come as an ambassador had now engaged in hostility against him, he drew off his men, and, bidding Clusium farewell, led his army directly against Rome.
The Gauls were currently besieging Clusium, a Tuscan city. The Clusinians reached out to the Romans for help, asking them to intervene with the barbarians through letters and ambassadors. The Romans realized that Brennus, the Gauls' leader, was not someone to negotiate with, so they went into Clusium and encouraged the residents to launch a surprise attack with them against the barbarians, which they did either to test their strength or to demonstrate their bravery. As the attack commenced and the fighting intensified around the walls, one of the Fabii, Quintus Ambustus, who had come as an ambassador, noticed a large Gaul riding away from the others. He wasn't recognized at first due to the chaos of battle and the shine of the armor that made it hard to see him. But after he knocked the Gaul down and was about to collect the spoils, Brennus recognized him. Calling upon the gods to witness that, contrary to the well-known and respected laws of nations upheld by everyone, the ambassador had now engaged in hostilities against him, he withdrew his troops, bade farewell to Clusium, and marched his army straight toward Rome.
Whilst the barbarians were hastening with all speed, the military tribunes brought the Romans into the field to be ready to engage them, being not inferior to the Gauls in number (for they were no less than forty thousand foot), but most of them raw soldiers, and such as had never handled a weapon before. Besides, they had wholly neglected all religious usages, had not obtained favorable sacrifices, nor made inquiries of the prophets, natural in danger and before battle. No less did the multitude of commanders distract and confound their proceedings; frequently before, upon less occasions, they had chosen a single leader, with the title of dictator, being sensible of what great importance it is in critical times to have the solders united under one general with the entire and absolute control placed in his hands. Add to all, the remembrance of Camillus's treatment, which made it now seem a dangerous thing for officers to command without humoring their solders. In this condition they left the city, and encamped by the river Allia, about ten miles from Rome, and not far from the place where it falls into the Tiber; and here the Gauls came upon them, and, after a disgraceful resistance, devoid of order and discipline, they were miserably defeated. The left wing was immediately driven into the river, and there destroyed; the right had less damage by declining the shock, and from the low ground getting to the tops of the hills, from whence most of them afterwards dropped into the city; the rest, as many as escaped, the enemy being weary of the slaughter, stole by night to Veii, giving up Rome and all that was in it for lost.
While the barbarians were rushing forward, the military tribunes got the Romans ready for battle. They had just as many soldiers as the Gauls, with no less than forty thousand foot soldiers, but most of them were inexperienced and had never handled a weapon before. Additionally, they had completely ignored their religious practices, hadn't made any favorable sacrifices, nor consulted the prophets, which was common before going into battle. The many commanders also confused and distracted their efforts; in the past, when faced with lesser challenges, they had chosen a single leader, known as a dictator, recognizing how crucial it is in critical times to keep the soldiers united under one general with full control. On top of that, they remembered how Camillus had been treated, which now made it seem risky for officers to lead without winning the soldiers' favor. In this situation, they left the city and set up camp by the Allia River, about ten miles from Rome, not far from where it flows into the Tiber. Here, the Gauls attacked them, and after a shameful fight that lacked order and discipline, they were completely defeated. The left wing was quickly pushed into the river and destroyed; the right wing suffered less damage by avoiding the impact and moving up to the hills, where most of them later managed to escape into the city. The rest, as many as got away, snuck away to Veii at night, abandoning Rome and everything in it for lost.
This battle was fought about the summer solstice, the moon being at full, the very same day in which the sad disaster of the Fabii had happened, when three hundred of that name were at one time cut off by the Tuscans.
This battle took place around the summer solstice, with the moon at full, on the same day that the tragic disaster of the Fabii occurred, when three hundred of that name were killed by the Tuscans.
And now, after the battle, had the Gauls immediately pursued those that fled, there had been no remedy but Rome must have wholly been ruined, and all those who remained in it utterly destroyed; such was the terror that those who escaped the battle brought with them into the city, and with such distraction and confusion were they themselves in turn infected. But the Gauls, not imagining their victory to be so considerable, and overtaken with the present joy, fell to feasting and dividing the spoil, by which means they gave leisure to those who were for leaving the city to make their escape, and to those that remained, to anticipate and prepare for their coming.
And now, after the battle, if the Gauls had quickly chased after those who fled, there would have been no way to save Rome; it would have been completely destroyed, and everyone left in it totally wiped out. The fear that those who escaped brought back to the city was overwhelming, and they themselves were affected by the chaos and confusion. However, the Gauls, not realizing how significant their victory was and caught up in their current joy, started celebrating and dividing the loot. This gave those who wanted to leave the city time to escape and allowed the ones who stayed behind to prepare for what was coming.
On the third day after the battle, Brennus appeared with his army at the city, and, finding the gates wide open and no guards upon the walls, first began to suspect it was some design or stratagem, never dreaming that the Romans were in so desperate a condition. But when he found it to be so indeed, he entered at the Colline gate, and took Rome, in the three hundred and sixtieth year, or a little more, after it was built.
On the third day after the battle, Brennus showed up with his army at the city and, seeing the gates wide open and no guards on the walls, first started to suspect it was some kind of trick, never imagining that the Romans were in such a desperate situation. But when he realized it was true, he entered through the Colline gate and captured Rome, in the three hundred and sixtieth year, or a little more, after it was built.
Brennus having taken possession of Rome, set a strong guard about the Capitol, and, going himself down into the forum, was there struck with amazement at the sight of so many men sitting in such order and silence, observing that they neither rose at his coming, nor so much as changed color or countenance, but remained without fear or concern, leaning upon their staves, and sitting quietly, looking at each other. The Gauls, for a great while, stood wondering at the strangeness of the sight, not daring to approach or touch them, taking them for an assembly of superior beings. But when one, bolder than the rest, drew near to Marcus Papirius, and, putting forth his hand, gently touched his chin and stroked his long beard, Papirius with his staff struck him a severe blow on the head; upon which the barbarian drew his sword and slew him. This was the introduction to the slaughter; for the rest, following his example, set upon them all and killed them, and dispatched all others that came in their way; and so went on to the sacking and pillaging of the houses, which they continued for many days ensuing.
Brennus took control of Rome and set up a strong guard around the Capitol. He then went down to the forum and was amazed by the sight of so many men sitting quietly and orderly. He noticed they didn't stand when he arrived, nor did they change color or expression; they remained calm and unfazed, leaning on their staffs and looking at each other. The Gauls stood in wonder at the unusual sight, not daring to approach or touch them, thinking they were a gathering of higher beings. But when one, bolder than the others, moved closer to Marcus Papirius and reached out to touch his chin and stroke his long beard, Papirius struck him hard on the head with his staff. In response, the barbarian drew his sword and killed him. This sparked the massacre; the rest of the Gauls, following his lead, attacked everyone and killed them, along with anyone else who crossed their path. They then proceeded to loot and pillage the houses, continuing this for many days afterward.
Camillus then sojourned in the city of Ardea, having, ever since his leaving Rome, sequestered himself from all business, and taken to a private life; but now he began to rouse up himself, and consider not how to avoid or escape the enemy, but to find out an opportunity to be revenged upon them. And perceiving that the Ardeatians wanted not men, but rather enterprise, through the inexperience and timidity of their officers, he began to speak with the young men, first to the effect that they ought not to ascribe the misfortune of the Romans to the courage of their enemy, nor attribute the losses they sustained by rash counsel to the conduct of men who had no title to victory: the event had been only an evidence of the power of fortune. When he found the young men embraced the thing, he went to the magistrates and council of the city, and, having persuaded them also, he mustered all that could bear arms, and drew them up within the the walls, that they might not be perceived by the enemy, who was near; who, having scoured the country, and now returned heavy laden with booty, lay encamped in the plains in a careless and negligent posture, so that, with the night ensuing upon debauch and drunkenness, silence prevailed through all the camp. When Camillus learned this from his scouts, he drew out the Ardeatians, and in the dead of the night, passing in silence over the ground that lay between, came up to their works, and, commanding his trumpets to sound and his men to shout and halloo, he struck terror into them from all quarters; while drunkenness impeded and sleep retarded their movements. A few whom fear had sobered, getting into some order, for awhile resisted; and so died with their weapons in their hands. But the greatest part of them, buried in wine and sleep, were surprised without their arms, and dispatched; and as many of them as by the advantage of the night got out of the camp were the next day found scattered abroad and wandering in the fields, and were picked up by the horse that pursued them.
Camillus then stayed in the city of Ardea, having distanced himself from all activities and embraced a private life since leaving Rome. However, he soon began to motivate himself, thinking not about how to avoid or escape the enemy, but rather about how to get revenge on them. Noticing that the Ardeatians lacked not manpower, but rather ambition due to the inexperience and hesitance of their leaders, he started talking to the young men. He encouraged them to not blame the misfortunes of the Romans on the courage of their enemy, nor attribute their losses from poor decisions to the leadership of those unworthy of victory: the outcome was simply a reflection of fortune's power. When he saw the young men were on board, he approached the city's magistrates and council. After convincing them as well, he gathered all those who could fight and organized them within the city walls, so they wouldn’t be seen by the nearby enemy, who had recently scoured the land and returned heavily laden with spoils. They camped in the plains carelessly, and with the approaching night, after drinking and partying, silence fell over the camp. Once Camillus learned this from his scouts, he brought out the Ardeatians, and under the cover of darkness, silently crossed the ground to reach their fortifications. He commanded the trumpets to sound and his men to shout, instilling fear in the enemy from all sides while drunkenness and sleep hindered their reactions. A few, jolted by fear, managed to organize briefly and put up a fight, dying with weapons in their hands. But most of them, overwhelmed by drink and slumber, were caught off guard without their weapons and were killed. Those who managed to escape the camp during the night were found scattered and wandering in the fields the following day and were rounded up by the pursuing cavalry.
The fame of this action soon flew through the neighboring cities, and stirred up the young men from various quarters to come and join themselves with him. But none were so much concerned as those Romans who escaped in the battle of Allia, and were now at Veii, thus lamenting with themselves, "O heavens, what a commander has Providence bereaved Rome of, to honor Ardea with his actions! And that city, which brought forth and nursed so great a man, is lost and gone, and we, destitute of a leader and shut up within strange walls, sit idle, and see Italy ruined before our eyes. Come, let us send to the Ardeatians to have back our general, or else, with weapons in our hands, let us go thither to him." To this they all agreed, and sent to Camillus to desire him to take the command; but he answered that he would not until they that were in the Capitol should legally appoint him. When this answer was returned, they admired the modesty and tempter of Camillus; but they could not tell how to find a messenger to carry the intelligence to the Capitol, or rather, indeed, it seemed altogether impossible for any one to get to the citadel whilst the enemy was in full possession of the city. But among the young men there was one Pontius Cominius, of ordinary birth, but ambitious of honor, who proffered himself to run the hazard, and took no letters with him to those in the Capitol, lest, if he were intercepted, the enemy might learn the intentions of Camillus; but, putting on a poor dress and carrying corks under, he boldly traveled the greatest part of the way by day, and came to the city when it was dark; the bridge he could not pass, as it was guarded by the barbarians; so that taking his clothes, which were neither many nor heavy, and binding them about his head, he laid his body upon the corks, and, swimming with them, got over to the city. And avoiding those quarters where he perceived the enemy was awake, which he guessed at by the lights and noise, he went to the Carmental gate, where there was greatest silence, and where the hill of the Capitol is steepest, and rises with craggy and broken rock. By this way he got up, though with much difficulty, by the hollow of the cliff, and presented himself to the guards, saluting them, and telling them his name; he was taken in, and carried to the commanders. And a senate being immediately called, he related to them in order the victory of Camillus, which they had not heard of before, and the proceedings of the soldiers, urging them to confirm Camillus in the command, as on him alone all their fellow-countrymen outside the city would rely. Having heard and consulted of the matter, the senate declared Camillus dictator, and sent back Pontius the same way that he came, who, with the same success as before, got through the enemy without being discovered, and delivered to the Romans outside the decision of the senate, who joyfully received it. Camillus, on his arrival, found twenty thousand of them ready in arms; with which forces, and those confederates he brought along with him, he prepared to set upon the enemy.
The news of this action quickly spread to the nearby cities and motivated young men from different places to come and join him. But none were as troubled as the Romans who had escaped the battle of Allia and were now at Veii, lamenting, "Oh heavens, what a leader has fate taken from Rome to elevate Ardea with his deeds! And that city, which raised and nurtured such a great man, is lost, and we, without a leader and confined within strange walls, sit idle as we watch Italy fall apart before our eyes. Let’s send a message to the Ardeatians to bring back our general, or else let’s arm ourselves and go to him." They all agreed and sent a message to Camillus asking him to take command; however, he replied that he wouldn’t until those in the Capitol officially appointed him. When this message was relayed, they admired Camillus's modesty and temperament but struggled to find someone to deliver the news to the Capitol, as it seemed nearly impossible for anyone to reach the citadel while the enemy controlled the city. Among the young men was Pontius Cominius, from a humble background but eager for honor, who offered to take the risk. He didn’t carry any letters to the Capitol, fearing that if he was caught, the enemy would learn of Camillus’s intentions. Instead, he donned a poor outfit and hid corks beneath it, courageously traveling most of the way by day and reaching the city at night; he couldn't cross the bridge since it was guarded by the enemy. So, he took off his few light clothes, tied them around his head, laid on the corks, and swam across into the city. Avoiding areas where he noticed the enemy was alert, which he guessed from the lights and noise, he made his way to the Carmental gate, where it was quiet, and where the Capitol's hill is steep and rugged. Despite the challenges, he climbed up the cliff, presented himself to the guards, greeted them, and introduced himself; they let him in and took him to the commanders. A senate was promptly convened, and he recounted for them the victory of Camillus, which they had not previously heard about, and detailed the soldiers' actions, urging them to confirm Camillus in command, as he was their sole hope for those countrymen outside the city. After discussion, the senate appointed Camillus as dictator and sent Pontius back the same way he came. He successfully navigated through the enemy undetected and shared the senate’s decision with the Romans outside, who welcomed it joyfully. When Camillus arrived, he found twenty thousand of them armed and ready; with these forces and his allies, he prepared to confront the enemy.
But at Rome some of the barbarians passing by chance near the place at which Pontius by night had got into the Capitol, spied in several places marks of feet and hands, where he had laid hold and clambered, and places where the plants that grew to the rock had been rubbed off, and the earth had slipped, and went accordingly and reported it to the king, who, coming in person, and viewing it, for the present said nothing, but in the evening, picking out such of the Gauls as were nimblest of body, and by living in the mountains were accustomed to climb, he said to them, "The enemy themselves have shown us a way how to come at them; where it was easy for one man to get up, it will not be hard for many, one after another; nay, when many shall undertake it, they will be aid and strength to each other. Rewards and honors shall be bestowed on every man as he shall acquit himself."
But in Rome, some barbarians happened to pass near the spot where Pontius had climbed up to the Capitol at night. They noticed various spots with handprints and footprints, where he had grabbed on and climbed, as well as areas where the plants that grew close to the rock were worn down, and the soil had shifted. They reported this to the king. When he came to see it for himself, he didn’t say anything at first. But in the evening, he chose the most agile Gauls, used to climbing from living in the mountains, and told them, "The enemy has shown us a way to get to them; if one person could climb up, it won’t be hard for many to follow in succession. In fact, when many attempt it, they will support and strengthen each other. Rewards and honors will be given to everyone based on how they perform."
When the king had thus spoken, the Gauls cheerfully undertook to perform it, and in the dead of night a good party of them together, with great silence, began to climb the rock, clinging to the precipitous and difficult ascent, which yet upon trial offered a way to them, and proved less difficult than they had expected. So that the foremost of them having gained the top of all, and put themselves into order, they all but surprised the outworks, and mastered the watch, who were fast asleep; for neither man nor dog perceived their coming. But there were sacred geese kept near the temple of Juno, which at other times were plentifully fed, but now, by reason that corn and all other provisions were grown scarce for all, were in but a poor condition. The creature is by nature of quick sense, and apprehensive of the least noise, so that these, being moreover watchful through hunger, and restless, immediately discovered the coming of the Gauls, and, running up and down with the noise and cackling, they raised the whole camp; while the barbarians, on the other side, perceiving themselves discovered, no longer endeavored to conceal their attempt, but with shouting and violence advanced to the assault. The Romans, every one in haste snatching up the first weapon that came to hand, did what they could on the sudden occasion. Manlius, a man of consular dignity, of strong body and great spirit, was the first that made head against them, and, engaging with two of the enemy at once, with his sword cut off the right arm of one just as he was lifting up his blade to strike, and, running his target full in the face of the other, tumbled him headlong down the steep rock; then mounting the rampart, and there standing with others that came running to his assistance, drove down the rest of them, who, indeed, to begin with, had not been many, and did nothing worthy of so bold an attempt. The Romans, having thus escaped this danger, early in the morning took the captain of the watch and flung him down the rock upon the heads of their enemies, and to Manlius for his victory voted a reward, intended more for honor than advantage, bringing him, each man of them, as much as he received for his daily allowance, which was half a pound of bread and one eighth of a pint of wine.
When the king finished speaking, the Gauls happily agreed to take action, and in the dead of night, a good number of them quietly began to climb the rocky slope. It was steep and tough, but upon trying, they found a way that wasn't as hard as they thought. The first of them reached the top and got organized, nearly catching the outposts by surprise, taking down the guards who were sound asleep; neither men nor dogs noticed their approach. However, there were sacred geese near the temple of Juno that, normally well-fed, were now in poor shape due to a shortage of grain and other supplies. These geese are naturally sensitive and alert to the slightest sound, and being extra vigilant because of their hunger, they quickly spotted the Gauls' arrival. They started honking and running around, waking up the entire camp. Meanwhile, the Gauls, realizing they had been noticed, stopped trying to hide their plan and charged forward with shouts and aggression. The Romans, hastily grabbing whatever weapon they could find, did their best to respond to the sudden attack. Manlius, a respected man with a strong build and great spirit, was the first to stand against them. He fought off two enemies at once, using his sword to cut off one guy’s right arm just as he was raising his weapon to strike, and then smashing his shield into the face of the other, sending him tumbling down the steep rock. Then, climbing onto the rampart and standing with others who rushed to help him, he pushed back the remaining attackers, who weren't that many in the first place and didn't put up a strong fight. After escaping this danger, the Romans captured the captain of the watch in the morning and threw him down the rock onto their enemies. They awarded Manlius for his victory, giving him a reward meant more for honor than for gain, each one of them bringing him as much as they normally received for their daily rations: half a pound of bread and an eighth of a pint of wine.
Henceforward, the affairs of the Gauls were daily in a worse and worse condition; they wanted provisions, being withheld from foraging through fear of Camillus, and sickness also was amongst them, occasioned by the number of carcasses that lay in heaps unburied. Neither, indeed, were things on that account any better with the besieged, for famine increased upon them, and despondency with not hearing anything of Camillus, it being impossible to send any one to him, the city was so guarded by the barbarians. Things being in this sad condition on both sides, a motion of treaty was made at first by some of the outposts, as they happened to speak with one another; which being embraced by the leading men, Sulpicius, tribune of the Romans, came to a parley with Brennus, in which it was agreed that the Romans laying down a thousand weight of gold, the Gauls upon the receipt of it should immediately quit the city and territories. The agreement being confirmed by oath on both sides, and the gold brought forth, the Gauls used false dealing in the weights, secretly at first, but afterwards openly pulled back and disturbed the balance; at which the Romans indignantly complaining, Brennus in a scoffing and insulting manner pulled off his sword and belt, and threw them both into the scales; and when Sulpicius asked what that meant, "What should it mean," says he, "but woe to the conquered?" which afterwards became a proverbial saying.
From then on, the situation for the Gauls only got worse every day; they lacked food because they were too afraid to forage, fearing Camillus, and illnesses were spreading among them due to the piles of unburied bodies. The besieged weren’t doing any better either, as famine was taking hold and despair grew from not hearing anything from Camillus, since it was impossible to send anyone to him because the city was heavily guarded by the barbarian forces. With both sides in such a miserable state, the idea of a treaty came up first among some of the outposts as they talked to each other. The leading figures supported the idea, and Sulpicius, a Roman tribune, met with Brennus for negotiations. It was agreed that if the Romans paid a thousand pounds of gold, the Gauls would leave the city and its territory at once. After both sides confirmed the agreement with an oath and the gold was brought out, the Gauls acted dishonestly with the weights, initially doing so secretly but later openly tampering with the balance. The Romans, outraged by this, complained, and Brennus mockingly removed his sword and belt and threw them into the scales. When Sulpicius asked what that meant, Brennus replied, "What else should it mean, but woe to the conquered?" This phrase later became a well-known saying.
Whilst this difference remained still unsettled, both amongst themselves and with the Gauls, Camillus was at the gates with his army; and, having learned what was going on, commanded the main body of his forces to follow slowly after him in good order, and himself with the choicest of his men hastening on, went at once to the Romans; where all giving way to him, and receiving him as their sole magistrate, with profound silence and order, he took the gold out of the scales, and delivered it to his officers, and commanded the Gauls to take their weights and scales and depart; saying that is was customary with the Romans to deliver their country with iron, not with gold. And when Brennus began to rage, and say that he was unjustly dealt with in such a breach of contract, Camillus answered that it was never legally made, and the agreement of no force or obligation; for that himself being declared dictator, and there being no other magistrate by law, the engagement had been made with men who had no power to enter into it; but now they might say anything they had to urge, for he had come with full power by law to grant pardon to such as should ask it, or inflict punishment on the guilty, if they did not repent. At this, Brennus broke into violent anger, and an immediate quarrel ensued; both sides drew their swords and attacked, but in confusion, as could not otherwise be amongst houses, and in narrow lanes and places where it was impossible to form any order. But Brennus, presently recollecting himself, called off his men, and, with the loss of a few only, brought them to their camp; and, rising in the night with all his forces, left the city, and advancing about eight miles, encamped upon the way to Gabii. As soon as day appeared, Camillus came up with him, splendidly armed himself, and his soldier full o courage and confidence; and there engaging with him in a sharp conflict, which lasted a long while, overthrew his army with great slaughter, and took their camp. Of those that fled, some were presently cut off by the pursuers; other, and these were the greatest number, dispersed hither and thither, and were despatched by the people that came sallying out from the neighboring towns and villages.
While this disagreement was still unresolved, both among themselves and with the Gauls, Camillus was at the gates with his army. After finding out what was happening, he ordered the main part of his forces to follow him slowly and in good order. Meanwhile, he rushed ahead with his best soldiers to meet the Romans. Everyone made way for him and welcomed him as their sole leader, maintaining deep silence and order. He took the gold from the scales, handed it to his officers, and told the Gauls to take their weights and scales and leave, stating that it was customary for the Romans to deliver their country with iron, not gold. When Brennus started to rage and claimed he was being treated unfairly in this breach of contract, Camillus replied that it was never legally binding, and the agreement had no force or obligation. He explained that since he was declared dictator and there were no other magistrates by law, the agreement had been made with people who had no authority to enter into it. Now they could say anything they wanted, as he had come with full legal power to grant pardon to anyone who asked for it or punish the guilty if they did not repent. At this, Brennus became furious, leading to an immediate quarrel; both sides drew their swords and attacked, though it was chaotic, as could be expected in a crowded area and narrow streets where it was impossible to organize. However, Brennus soon collected himself, withdrew his men, and, losing only a few, returned to his camp. That night, he gathered all his forces and left the city, marching about eight miles before setting up camp on the way to Gabii. As soon as day broke, Camillus caught up with him, splendidly armed and his soldiers full of courage and confidence. Engaging in a fierce battle that lasted a long time, he defeated Brennus’s army with heavy casualties and took their camp. Of those who fled, some were quickly cut down by pursuers; others, the majority, scattered in all directions and were killed by people rushing out from nearby towns and villages.
Thus Rome was strangely taken, and more strangely recovered, having been seven whole months in the possession of the barbarians, who entered her a little after the Ides of July, and were driven out about the Ides of February following. Camillus triumphed, as he deserved, having saved his country that was lost, and brought the city so to say, back again to itself. For those that had fled abroad, together with their wives and children, accompanied him as he rode in; and those who had been shut up in the capitol, and were reduced almost to the point of perishing with hunger, went out to meet him, embracing each other as they met, and weeping for joy, and, though the excess of the present pleasure, scarcely believing in its truth.
So Rome was oddly conquered and even more oddly reclaimed, having been under the control of barbarians for a full seven months. They entered just after the Ides of July and were driven out around the Ides of February the following year. Camillus celebrated a deserved triumph, having saved his seemingly lost country and effectively restored the city. Those who had fled with their wives and children returned with him as he rode in, while those who had been trapped in the Capitol, nearly starving, came out to greet him. They embraced each other, weeping with joy and struggling to believe in the happiness of the moment.
It was a hard task, amidst so much rubbish, to discover and re-determine the consecrated places; but by the zeal of Camillus, and the incessant labor of the priest, it was at last accomplished. But when it came also to rebuilding the city, which was wholly demolished, despondency seized the multitude, and a backwardness to engage in a work for which they had no materials. The senate, therefore, fearing a sedition, would not suffer Camillus, though desirous, to lay down his authority within the year, though no other dictator had ever held it above six months.
It was a tough job, surrounded by so much garbage, to identify and redefine the sacred sites; but thanks to Camillus's passion and the tireless work of the priest, it was finally done. However, when it came to rebuilding the city, which was completely destroyed, the crowd fell into despair and hesitated to take on a project for which they lacked the resources. The senate, worried about a possible uprising, wouldn’t let Camillus step down from his position within the year, even though no other dictator had ever held it for more than six months.
Camillus thought good to refer the matter of rebuilding to general deliberation, and himself spoke largely and earnestly in behalf of his country, as also may others. At last, calling to Lucius Lucretius, whose place it was to speak first, he commanded him to give his sentence, and the rest as they followed, in order. Silence being made, and Lucretius just about to begin, by chance a centurion, passing by outside with his company of the day-guard, called out with a loud voice to the ensign-bearer to halt and fix his standard, for this was the best place to stay in. This voice, coming in that moment of time, and that crisis of uncertainty and anxiety for the future, was taken as a direction what was to be done; so that Lucretius, assuming an attitude of devotion, gave sentence in concurrence with the gods, as he said, as likewise did all that followed. Even among the common people it created a wonderful change of feeling: every one now cheered and encouraged his neighbor, and set himself to the work, proceeding in it, however, not by any regular lines or divisions, but every one pitching upon that plot of ground which came next to hand, or best pleased his fancy; by which haste and hurry in building they constructed their city in narrow and ill-designed lanes, and with houses huddled together one upon another; for it is said that within the compass of the year the whole city was raised up anew, both in its public walls and private buildings.
Camillus decided to bring the issue of rebuilding to a general discussion, speaking passionately and seriously for his country, as others did as well. Finally, he called on Lucius Lucretius, who was supposed to speak first, and asked him to give his opinion, followed by the others in order. Once there was silence, and just as Lucretius was about to begin, a centurion passed by with his company on the day guard and loudly yelled for the ensign-bearer to stop and set his standard, saying it was the best place to stay. This shout, coming at that moment of uncertainty and anxiety about the future, was taken as a sign of what should be done. So Lucretius, adopting a respectful stance, expressed his opinion in agreement with the gods, as he mentioned, and everyone that followed did the same. This sparked a remarkable change among the common people: everyone started cheering and encouraging their neighbors, and they threw themselves into the work, although not in any organized manner. Each person chose whatever plot of land was closest or seemed most appealing to them, which led to a hurried and chaotic building of the city with narrow, poorly designed streets and houses cramped together. It’s said that within a year, the entire city was rebuilt, both its public walls and private buildings.
And now they had scarcely got a breathing time from their trouble when a new war came upon them; and the Aequians, and the Tuscans besieged Sutrium, their confederate city. Camillus, being the third time chosen dictator, armed not only those under, but also those over, the age of service; and taking a large circuit around the mountain Maecius, undiscovered by the enemy, lodged his army on their rear, and then by many fires gave notice of his arrival. The besieged, encouraged by this, prepared to sally forth and join battle; but the Latins and Volscians, fearing this exposure to any enemy on both sides, drew themselves within their works, and fortified their camp with a strong palisade of trees on every side, resolving to wait for more supplies from home, and expecting, also, the assistance of the Tuscans, their confederate. Camillus, detecting their object, and fearing to be reduced to the same position to which he had brought them, namely, to be besieged himself, resolved to lose no time; and finding their rampart was all of timber, and observing that a strong wind constantly at sun-rising blew off from the mountains, after having prepared a quantity of combustibles, about break of day he drew forth his forces, commanding a part with their missiles to assault the enemy with noise and shouting on the other quarter, whilst he, with those that were to fling in the fire, went to that side of the enemy's camp to which the wind usually blew, and there waited his opportunity. When the skirmish was begun, and the sun risen, and a strong wind set in from the mountains, he gave the signal of onset; and, heaping in an immense quantity of fiery matter, filled all their rampart with it, so that the flame being fed by the close timber and wooden palisades, went on and spread into all quarters. The Latins, having nothing ready to keep it off or extinguish it, when the camp was now almost full of fire, were driven back within a very small compass, and at last forced by necessity to come into their enemy's hands, who stood before the works ready armed and prepared to receive them; of these very few escaped, while those that stayed in the camp were all a prey to the fire, until the Romans, to gain the pillage, extinguished it.
And just when they thought they could catch their breath from their troubles, a new war hit them; the Aequians and the Tuscans laid siege to Sutrium, their allied city. Camillus, chosen dictator for the third time, armed not just those of military age, but also older individuals; and taking a long route around Mount Maecius without being noticed by the enemy, he positioned his army behind them and signaled his arrival with many campfires. Encouraged by this, the besieged prepared to rush out and fight; however, the Latins and Volscians, fearing being caught in a battle on both sides, retreated behind their defenses and strengthened their camp with a solid barricade of trees all around, deciding to wait for more supplies from home and also looking forward to help from their Tuscan allies. Camillus, realizing their plan and wanting to avoid ending up in the same position they were in—being besieged himself—decided to act quickly. Noticing that their fortification was made entirely of wood and that a strong wind consistently blew from the mountains at dawn, he prepared a substantial amount of flammable materials and just before dawn, he moved his forces, instructing some to make noise and attack the enemy from the other side while he went to the side of the enemy's camp where the wind blew, waiting for his chance. Once the skirmish started, and with the sun risen and a strong wind blowing from the mountains, he gave the signal to attack; he loaded a huge amount of flammable material into their barricade, and as the flames fed by the dense timber and wooden palisades surged, they spread in all directions. The Latins, unprepared to fend off or extinguish the fire, found their camp almost entirely ablaze, forcing them back into a tight space and ultimately compelling them to surrender to their enemies who waited outside their defenses, armed and ready. Very few escaped, while those who remained in the camp were consumed by the flames until the Romans extinguished the fire to claim the loot.
These things performed, Camillus, leaving his son Lucius in the camp to guard the prisoners and secure the booty, passed into the enemy's country, where, having taken the city of the Aequians and reduced the Volscians to obedience, he then immediately led his army to Sutrium, not having heard what had befallen the Sutrians, but making haste to assist them, as if they were still in danger and besieged by the Tuscans. They, however, had already surrendered their city to their enemies, and destitute of all things, with nothing left but their clothes, and bewailing their misfortune. Camillus himself was struck with compassion, and perceiving the soldiers weeping, and commiserating their case, while the Sutrians hung about and clung to them, resolved not to defer revenge, but that very day to lead his army to Sutrium; conjecturing that the enemy, having just taken a rich and plentiful city, without an enemy left within it, nor any from without to be expected, would be found abandoned to enjoyment, and unguarded. Neither did his opinion fail him: he not only passed through their country without discovery, but came up to their very gates and possessed himself of the walls, not a man being left to guard them, but their whole army scattered about in the houses, drinking and making merry. Nay, when at last they did perceive that the enemy had seized the city, they were so overloaded with meat and wine that few were able so much as to endeavor to escape, but either waited shamefully for their death within doors,or surrendered themselves to the conqueror. Thus the city of the Sutrians was twice taken in one day; and they who were in possession lost it, and they who had lost regained it, alike by the means of Camillus. For all which actions he received a triumph which brought him no less honor and reputation than the two former ones; for those citizens who before most regarded him with an evil eye, and ascribed his successes to a certain luck rather than real merit, were compelled by these last acts of his to allow the whole honor to his great abilities and energy.
These things done, Camillus, leaving his son Lucius at the camp to guard the prisoners and secure the spoils, entered enemy territory, where he captured the city of the Aequians and subdued the Volscians. He then quickly led his army to Sutrium, not knowing what had happened to the Sutrians, but eager to help them, believing they were still in danger and under siege by the Tuscans. However, they had already surrendered their city to their enemies, left with nothing but their clothes, lamenting their misfortunes. Camillus felt a deep compassion, and seeing his soldiers weeping and sympathizing with their plight while the Sutrians clung to them, decided to act on his desire for revenge that very day by leading his army to Sutrium. He guessed that the enemy, having just taken a wealthy city with no threat within or outside, would be unprepared and engrossed in their victory. His instincts proved correct: he not only passed through their territory unnoticed but also reached their very gates and took control of the walls, with no one left to guard them, as their whole army was scattered in the houses, drinking and celebrating. When the enemy finally realized that their city had been seized, they were so weighed down with food and wine that few could even try to escape; most either waited in shame for their demise or surrendered to the conqueror. Thus, the city of the Sutrians was taken twice in one day; those who had it lost it, and those who had lost it regained it, all thanks to Camillus. For these actions, he was awarded a triumph that brought him as much honor and reputation as his previous two. The citizens who had once viewed him with suspicion and attributed his successes to luck, rather than skill, had no choice but to recognize his exceptional abilities and determination.
Of all he adversaries and enviers of his glory, Marcus Manlius was the most distinguished, he who first drove back the Gauls when they made their night attack upon the Capitol, and who for that reason had been named Capitolinus. This man, affecting the first place in the commonwealth, and not able by noble ways to outdo Camillus's reputation, took that ordinary course toward usurpation of absolute power, namely, to gain the multitude, those of them especially that were in debt; defending some by pleading their causes against their creditors, rescuing others by force, and not suffering the law to proceed against them; insomuch that in a short time he got great numbers of indigent people about him, whose tumults and uproars in the forum struck terror into the principal citizens. After that Quintius Capitolinus, who was made dictator to suppress these disorders, had committed Manlius to prison, the people immediately changed their apparel, a thing never done but in great and public calamities, and the senate, fearing some tumult, ordered him to be released. He, however, when set at liberty, changed not his course, but was rather the more insolent in his proceedings,filling the whole city with faction and sedition. They chose, therefore, Camillus again military tribune; and a day being appointed for Manlius to answer to his charge, the prospect from the place where his trial was held proved a great impediment to his accusers; for the very spot where Manlius by night fought with the Gauls overlooked the forum from the Capitol, so that, stretching forth his hands that way, and weeping, he called to their remembrance his past actions, raising compassion in all that beheld him. Insomuch that the judges were at a loss what to do, and several times adjourned the trial, unwilling to acquit him of the crime, which was sufficiently proved, and yet unable to execute the law while his noble action remained, as it were, before their eyes. Camillus, considering this, transferred the court outside the gates to the Peteline Grove, from whence there is no prospect of the Capitol Here his accuser went on with his charge, and his judges were capable of remembering the duly resenting his guilty deeds. He was convicted, carried to the Capitol, and flung headlong from the rock; so that one and same spot was thus the witness of his greatest glory, and monument of his most unfortunate end. The Romans, besides, razed his house, and built there a temple to the goddess they call Moneta, ordaining for the future that none of the patrician order should ever dwell on the Capitoline.
Of all his rivals and those who envied his success, Marcus Manlius stood out the most. He was the one who first drove back the Gauls during their nighttime attack on the Capitol, which is why he earned the name Capitolinus. This man, seeking the highest position in the state and unable to surpass Camillus's reputation through noble means, took a more typical path to seize absolute power: he sought to win over the masses, especially those in debt. He defended some by arguing their cases against their creditors and rescued others by force, preventing the law from acting against them. As a result, he quickly gathered a large following of impoverished individuals, whose riots and disturbances in the forum frightened the leading citizens. After that, Quintius Capitolinus, who was made dictator to restore order, imprisoned Manlius. The people then immediately changed their clothing, something that only happens in times of great public crisis, and the senate, fearing unrest, ordered his release. However, once freed, he did not change his ways but rather became more arrogant in his actions, causing strife and division throughout the city. They elected Camillus again as military tribune, and when a date was set for Manlius to respond to the charges against him, the view from the place of his trial proved to be a significant disadvantage for his accusers. The very spot where Manlius had fought the Gauls at night overlooked the forum from the Capitol, and as he stretched out his hands in that direction, weeping, he reminded everyone of his past deeds, evoking sympathy in all who witnessed him. The judges were uncertain about what to do, repeatedly adjourning the trial, reluctant to clear him of a crime that was clearly established but unable to enforce the law while his noble act remained vividly in their minds. Camillus, understanding this, moved the court outside the gates to the Peteline Grove, where the Capitol was no longer visible. Here, his accuser continued with the charges, and the judges could properly recall and respond to his wrongful actions. He was found guilty, taken to the Capitol, and thrown off the cliff. Thus, that same location became the witness of his greatest glory and the monument of his tragic end. The Romans also demolished his house and built a temple there for the goddess they call Moneta, decreeing that in the future, no member of the patrician class should ever live on the Capitoline.
And now Camillus, being called to his sixth tribuneship, desired to be excused, as being aged, and perhaps not unfearful of the malice of fortune, and those reverses which seem to ensue upon great prosperity. But the most apparent pretence was the weakness of his body, for he happened at that time to be sick; the people, however, would admit of no excuses, but, crying that they wanted not his strength for horse or for foot service, but only his counsel and conduct, constrained him to undertake the command, and with one of his fellow-tribunes to lead the army immediately against the enemy. These were the Praenestines and Volscians, who, with large forces, were laying waste the territory of the Roman confederates. Having marched out with his army, he sat down and encamped near the enemy, meaning himself to protract the war, or if there should come any necessity or occasion of fighting, in the meantime to regain his strength, but Lucius Furius, his colleague, carried away with the desire of glory, was not to e held in, but, impatient to give battle, inflamed the inferior officers of the army with the same eagerness; so that Camillus, fearing he might seem out of envy to be wishing to rob the young man of the glory of a noble exploit, consented, though unwillingly, that he should draw out the forces, whilst himself, by reason of weakness, stayed behind with a few in the camp. Lucius, engaging rashly, was discomfited, when Camillus, perceiving the Romans to give ground and fly, could not contain himself, but, leaping from his bed, with those he had about him ran to meet them at the gates of the camp, making his way through the flyers to oppose the pursuers; so that those who had got within the camp turned back at once and followed him, and those that came flying from without made head again and gathered about him, exhorting one another not to forsake their general. Thus the enemy, for that time, was stopped in his pursuit. The next day Camillus, drawing out his forces and joining battle with them, overthrew them by main force, and, following close upon them, entered pell-mell with them into their camp, and took it, slaying the greatest part of them. Afterwards, having heard that the city of Satricum was taken by the Tuscans, and the inhabitants, all Romans, put to the sword, he sent home to Rome the main body of his forces and heaviest-armed, and, taking with him the lightest and most vigorous soldiers, set suddenly upon the Tuscans, who were in the possession of the city, and mastered them, slaying some and expelling the rest; and so, returning to Rome with great spoils, gave signal evidence of their superior wisdom, who, not mistrusting the weakness and age of a commander endowed with courage and conduct, had rather chosen him who was sickly and desirous to be excused, than young men who were forward and ambitious to command.
And now Camillus, being called to his sixth term as tribune, wanted to be excused because he was older and possibly concerned about the whims of fate and the setbacks that often follow great success. However, his most obvious excuse was his poor health, as he was sick at the time. The people, though, wouldn't accept any reasons for his reluctance. They insisted that they didn't need his strength for cavalry or infantry, only his advice and leadership, so they forced him to take command and, along with one of his fellow tribunes, lead the army against the enemy. These enemies were the Praenestines and Volscians, who, with large armies, were ravaging the territory of the Roman allies. After marching out with his troops, he set up camp near the enemy, intending to prolong the war or, if fighting became necessary, to regain his strength first. However, Lucius Furius, his colleague, driven by a desire for glory, couldn’t be restrained and, eager for battle, fired up the lower-ranking officers with the same excitement. Fearing it might seem like jealousy was motivating him to deny the young man a chance for glory, Camillus reluctantly agreed to let Lucius lead the forces while he stayed behind in camp with a few men due to his weakness. Lucius, acting recklessly, was defeated, and when Camillus saw the Romans retreating and fleeing, he couldn't hold back. He jumped out of bed and, along with those with him, rushed to meet them at the camp gates, making his way through the retreating soldiers to confront the pursuers. Those who had made it into the camp immediately turned back to follow him, and those fleeing from outside rallied around him, encouraging one another not to abandon their general. This way, the enemy was temporarily halted in their chase. The next day, Camillus led his troops into battle and defeated them decisively. Following closely, he stormed into their camp and captured it, killing most of them. Later, upon hearing that the city of Satricum had been taken by the Tuscans and that all the Roman inhabitants had been slaughtered, he sent the main part of his forces and heavily armed troops back to Rome. Taking with him the lighter and more agile soldiers, he suddenly attacked the Tuscans occupying the city, defeating some and driving the others away. Thus, he returned to Rome with great plunder, clearly demonstrating the superior wisdom of those who, instead of doubting the capabilities of an experienced commander, chose someone who was sick and wanted to be excused over younger, more ambitious men eager to lead.
When, therefore, the revolt of the Tusculans was reported, they gave Camillus the charge of reducing them, choosing one of his five colleagues to go with him. And when every one was eager for the place, contrary to the expectation of all, he passed by the rest and chose Lucius Furius, the very same man who lately, against the judgment of Camillus, had rashly hazarded and nearly lost a battle; willing, at it should seem, to dissemble that miscarriage, and free him from the shame of it. The Tusculans, hearing of Camillus's coming against them, made a cunning attempt at revoking their act of revolt; their fields, as in times of highest peace, were full of ploughmen and shepherds; their gates stood wide open, and their children were being taught in the schools; of the people, such as were tradesmen, he found in their workshops, busied about their several employments, and the better sort of citizens walking in the public places in their ordinary dress; the magistrates hurried about to provide quarters for the Romans, as if they stood in fear of no danger and were conscious of no fault. Which arts, though they could not dispossess Camillus of the conviction he had of their treason, yet induced some compassion for their repentance; he commanded them to go to the senate and deprecate their anger, and joined himself as an intercessor in their behalf, so that their city was acquitted of all guilt and admitted to Roman citizenship. These were the most memorable actions of his sixth tribuneship.
When the revolt of the Tusculans was reported, they put Camillus in charge of subduing them, selecting one of his five colleagues to accompany him. Surprisingly, instead of choosing the most eager candidate, he overlooked everyone else and selected Lucius Furius, who had recently almost lost a battle against Camillus’s advice; it seemed he wanted to downplay that failure and spare him the embarrassment. When the Tusculans learned about Camillus coming to confront them, they cleverly tried to reverse their revolt; their fields were full of farmers and shepherds as if in times of peace, their gates were wide open, and their children were being educated in schools. The tradespeople were in their workshops, busy with their work, and the more affluent citizens were strolling in public spaces in their everyday clothes. The magistrates hurried to prepare accommodations for the Romans, appearing to fear no danger and acknowledging no wrongdoing. Though these tactics could not shake Camillus's belief in their treachery, they did evoke some compassion for their repentance. He instructed them to go to the senate and plead for forgiveness, acting as their mediator, which allowed their city to be cleared of all wrongdoing and granted Roman citizenship. These were the most notable achievements of his sixth tribuneship.
After these things, Licinius Stolo raised a great sedition in the city, and brought the people to dissension with the senate, contending, that of two consuls one should be chosen out of the commons, and not both out of the patricians. Tribunes of the people were chosen, but the election of consuls was interrupted and prevented by the people. And as this absence of any supreme magistrate was leading to yet further confusion, Camillus was the fourth time created dictator by the senate, sorely against the people's will, and not altogether in accordance with his own; he had little desire for a conflict with men whose past services entitles them to tell him that he had achieved far greater actions in war along with them than in politics with the patricians, who, indeed, had only put him forward now out of envy; that, if successful, he might crush the people, or, failing, be crushed himself. However, to provide as good a remedy as he could for the present, knowing the day on which the tribunes of the people intended to prefer the law, he appointed it by proclamation for a general muster, and called the people from the forum into the Campus, threatening to set heavy fines upon such as should not obey. On the other side, the tribunes of the people met his threats by solemnly protesting they would fine him fifty thousand drachmas of silver, if he persisted in obstructing the people from giving their suffrages for the law. Whether it were, then, that he feared another banishment or condemnation, which would ill become his age and past great actions, or found himself unable to stem the current of the multitude, which ran strong and violent, he betook himself, for the present, to his house, and afterwards, for some days together, professing sickness, finally laid down his dictatorship. The senate created another dictator; who, choosing Stolo, leader of the sedition, to be his general of horse, suffered that law to be enacted and ratified, which was most grievous to the patricians, namely that no person whatsoever should possess above five hundred acres of land. Stolo was much distinguished by the victory he had gained; but, not long after was found himself to possess more than he had allowed to others, and suffered the penalties of his own law.
After these events, Licinius Stolo stirred up a huge conflict in the city, causing the people to clash with the senate. He argued that one of the two consuls should be selected from the common people instead of both being chosen from the patricians. The people elected tribunes, but their election of consuls was interrupted and blocked by the populace. As the absence of a supreme magistrate was leading to even more chaos, Camillus was appointed dictator for the fourth time by the senate, much to the dissatisfaction of the people and not entirely in line with his own wishes; he had little desire to confront those whose past contributions allowed them to claim he had achieved much greater success in war alongside them than in politics with the patricians, who had only nominated him out of jealousy, hoping that if he succeeded, he could suppress the people, or if he failed, he would be undermined himself. However, to address the current situation as best he could, knowing the day the tribunes intended to propose the law, he announced a general muster and called the people from the forum into the Campus, threatening to impose heavy fines on anyone who did not comply. In response, the tribunes met his threats with a solemn warning that they would fine him fifty thousand drachmas of silver if he continued to block the people from casting their votes on the law. Whether it was because he feared another banishment or condemnation, which would not suit his age or esteemed past actions, or he simply couldn't resist the strong and violent tide of the masses, he retreated to his home for the time being and later, claiming illness for several days, ultimately stepped down from his dictatorship. The senate appointed another dictator, who made Stolo, the leader of the uprising, his cavalry commander, allowing the law that greatly upset the patricians to be enacted and confirmed, which stipulated that no one could own more than five hundred acres of land. Stolo gained recognition for his victory, but shortly after, it was revealed that he owned more land than he had permitted others, and he faced the consequences of his own law.
And now the contention about election of consuls coming on (which was the main point and original cause of the dissension, and had throughout furnished most matter of division between the senate and the people), certain intelligence arrived, that the Gauls again, proceeding from the Adriatic Sea, were marching in vast number upon Rome. On the very heels of the report followed manifest acts also of hostility; the country through which they marched was all wasted, and such as by flight could not make their escape to Rome were dispersing and scattering among the mountains. The terror of this war quieted the sedition; nobles and commons, senate and people together, unanimously chose Camillus the fifth time dictator; who, though very aged, not wanting much of fourscore years, yet, considering the danger and necessity of his country, did not, as before, pretend sickness, or depreciate his own capacity, but at once undertook the charge, and enrolled soldiers. And, knowing that the great force of the barbarians lay chiefly in their swords, with which they laid about them in a rude and inartificial manner, hacking and hewing the head and shoulders, he caused head-pieces entire of iron to be made for most of his men, smoothing and polishing the outside, that the enemy's swords, lighting upon them, might either slide off or be broken; and fitted also their shields with a little rim of brass, the wood itself not being sufficient to bear off the blows. Besides, he taught his soldiers to use their long javelins in close encounter, and, by bringing them under their enemy's swords, to receive their strokes upon them.
And now the argument about electing consuls came up (which was the main issue and the original cause of the disagreement, and had continuously provided most of the division between the Senate and the people). Certain news arrived that the Gauls, coming from the Adriatic Sea, were marching in large numbers toward Rome. Right after the report, there were clear acts of hostility; the areas they marched through were devastated, and those who couldn’t escape to Rome were scattering among the mountains. The fear of this war silenced the unrest; both nobles and commoners, the Senate and the people together, unanimously chose Camillus as dictator for the fifth time. Even though he was quite old—nearly eighty—he, considering the danger and necessity for his country, didn’t feign illness or downplay his abilities like before. Instead, he immediately took charge and started enrolling soldiers. Knowing that the primary strength of the barbarians was their swords, with which they fought clumsily, hacking at heads and shoulders, he had iron helmets made for most of his men, polishing the outside so that the enemy's swords would either slide off or break against them. He also reinforced their shields with a little brass rim, as the wood alone wasn’t strong enough to withstand the blows. Additionally, he taught his soldiers to use their long javelins in close combat, positioning them to catch the enemy's swords with their own.
When the Gauls drew near, about the river Anio, dragging a heavy camp after them, and loaded with infinite spoil, Camillus drew forth his forces, and planted himself upon a hill of easy ascent, and which had many dips in it, with the object that the greatest part of his army might lie concealed, and those who appeared might be thought to have betaken themselves, through fear, to those upper grounds. And the more to increase this opinion in them, he suffered them, without any disturbance, to spoil and pillage even to his very trenches, keeping himself quiet within his works, which were well fortified; till, at last, perceiving that part of the enemy were scattered about the country foraging, and that those that were in the camp did nothing day and night but drink and revel, in the night time he drew up his lightest-armed men, and sent them out before to impede the enemy while forming into order, and to harass them when they should first issue out of the their camp; and early in the morning brought down his main body, and set them in battle array in the lower round, numerous and courageous army, not, as the barbarians had supposed, an inconsiderable and fearful division. The first thing that shook the courage of the Gauls was, that their enemies had, contrary to their expectation, the honor of being aggressors. In the next place, the light-armed men, falling upon them before they could get into their usual order or range themselves in their proper squadrons, so disturbed and pressed upon them, that they were obliged to fight at random, without any order at all. But at last, when Camillus brought on his heavy-armed legions, the barbarians, with their swords drawn, went vigorously to engage them; the Romans, however, opposing their javelins, and receiving the force of their blows on those parts of the defences which were well guarded with steel, turned the edge of their weapons, beingmade of a soft and ill-tempered metal, so that their swords bent and doubled up in their hands; and their shields were pierced through and through, and grew heavy with the javelins that stuck upon them. And thus forced to quit their own weapons, they endeavored to take advantage of those of their enemies, laid hold of the javelins with their hands, and tried to pluck them away. But the Romans, perceiving them now naked and defenceless, betook themselves to their swords, which they so well used, that in a little time great slaughter was made in the foremost ranks, while the rest fled over all parts of the level country; the hills and upper grounds Camillus had secured beforehand, and their camp they knew it would not be difficult for the enemy to take, as, through confidence of victory, they had left it unguarded. This fight, it is stated, was thirteen years after the sacking of Rome; and from henceforward the Romans took courage, and surmounted the apprehensions they had hitherto entertained of the barbarians, whose previous defeat they had attributed rather to pestilence and a concurrence of mischances than to their own superior valor. And, indeed, this fear had been formerly so great, that they made a law, that priests should be excused from service in war, unless in an invasion from the Gauls.
When the Gauls approached the Anio River, dragging a heavy camp and carrying a huge amount of loot, Camillus gathered his troops and took a position on an easily accessible hill dotted with dips. He aimed for most of his army to remain hidden, making it seem like those visible had fled in fear to the higher ground. To strengthen this impression, he allowed the enemy to plunder even near his own trenches, staying quiet and secured inside his well-fortified defenses. Eventually, he noticed that some of the enemy were scattered foraging and that those in camp were just drinking and celebrating. At night, he sent out his lightly armed troops to disrupt the enemy as they formed up and to annoy them as they exited their camp. Early the next morning, he brought down his main forces and arranged them for battle in the lower ground—a large and brave army, not the small and timid division the barbarians had expected. The first thing that shook the Gauls' confidence was that, contrary to their expectations, they found themselves being attacked. Next, the light troops struck them before they could organize in their usual formations, causing chaos and forcing them to fight randomly. When Camillus finally led in his heavy infantry, the barbarians, swords drawn, charged them fiercely. However, the Romans countered with their javelins and absorbed the blows on their well-protected defenses, dulling the edge of the Gauls' weapons, which were made from weak metal that bent in their hands. Their shields became heavy and pierced by the javelins that stuck in them. With their own weapons rendered useless, they tried to grab the Romans’ javelins, attempting to pull them away. But the Romans recognized their vulnerability and turned to their swords, which they wielded effectively, leading to significant casualties among the front ranks while the others scattered across the open land. Camillus had already secured the hills and higher ground, and the enemy knew it wouldn't be hard for them to take their camp, which had been left unguarded due to overconfidence in victory. This battle is said to have occurred thirteen years after Rome was sacked, and from that moment forward, the Romans gained courage and overcame the fears they previously held about the barbarians, whom they had thought defeated more by disease and bad luck than by their own bravery. Indeed, their fear had been so intense that they enacted a law exempting priests from military service, except during invasions by the Gauls.
This was the last military action that Camillus ever performed; for the voluntary surrender of the city of the Velitrani was but a mere accessory to it. But the greatest of all civil contests, and the hardest to be managed, was still to be fought out against the people; who, returning home full of victory and success, insisted, contrary to established law, to have one of the consuls chosen out of their own body. The senate strongly opposed it, and would not suffer Camillus to lay down his dictatorship, thinking, that, under the shelter of his great name and authority, they should be better able to contend for the power of the aristocracy. But when Camillus was sitting upon the tribunal, dispatching public affairs, an officer, sent by the tribunes of the people, commanded him to rise and follow him, laying his and upon him, as ready to seize and carry him away; upon which, such a noise and tumult as was never heard before, filled the whole forum; some that were about Camillus thrusting the officer from the bench, and the multitude below calling out to him to bring Camillus down. Being at a loss what to do in these difficulties, he yet laid not down his authority, but, taking the senators along with him, he went to the senate-house; but before he entered, besought the gods that they would bring these troubles to a happy conclusion, solemnly vowing, when the tumult was ended, to build a temple to Concord. A great conflict of opposite opinions arose in the senate; but, at last, the most moderate and most acceptable to the people prevailed, and consent was given, that of two consuls, one should be chosen from the commonalty. When the dictator proclaimed this determination of the senate to the people, at the moment pleased and reconciled with the senate, as they could not well otherwise be, they accompanied Camillus home with all expressions and acclamations of joy; and the next day, assembling together, they voted a temple of Concord to be built, according to Camillus's vow, facing the assembly and the forum; and to the feasts, called the Latin holidays, they added one day more, making four in all; and ordained that, on the present occasion the whole people of Rome should sacrifice with garlands on their heads.
This was the last military action that Camillus ever took part in; the voluntary surrender of the Velitrani city was just a minor detail in comparison. However, the biggest challenge, the toughest one to manage, was still to be fought against the people. After returning home victorious and successful, they insisted, against established law, that one of their own should be chosen as a consul. The senate strongly opposed this and wouldn’t let Camillus resign from his dictatorship, believing that his significant name and authority would help them strengthen the power of the aristocracy. But while Camillus was sitting on the tribunal, handling public affairs, an officer sent by the tribunes of the people ordered him to stand and follow him, even laying hands on him as if to seize and take him away. This caused an unprecedented uproar and chaos in the forum; some people near Camillus pushed the officer away from the bench, while the crowd below shouted for him to take Camillus down. Unsure of what to do in this situation, he did not give up his authority but took the senators with him to the senate-house. Before entering, he prayed to the gods to resolve these troubles happily, solemnly vowing to build a temple to Concord once the uproar was over. A significant clash of differing opinions emerged in the senate, but eventually, the most moderate and agreeable solution for the people prevailed, and it was agreed that one of the two consuls would be chosen from the common people. When the dictator announced this decision to the public, they were pleased and reconciled with the senate, as they couldn’t really be anything else, and they accompanied Camillus home with cheers and celebrations. The next day, gathering together, they voted to build a temple to Concord as per Camillus's vow, facing the assembly and the forum, and they added an extra day to the Latin holidays, making it four days in total. They also decided that on this occasion, the entire Roman populace should sacrifice with garlands on their heads.
In the election of consuls held by Camillus, Marcus Aemilius was chosen of the patricians, and Lucius Sextius the first of the commonalty; and this was the last of all Camillus's actions. In the year following, a pestilential sickness infected Rome, which, besides an infinite number of the common people, swept away most of the magistrates, among whom was Camillus; whose death cannot be called premature, if we consider his great age, or greater actions, yet was he more lamented than all the rest put together that then died of that distemper.
In the consul election run by Camillus, Marcus Aemilius was chosen from the patricians, and Lucius Sextius was the first from the common people; this was the final act of Camillus. The following year, a deadly sickness spread through Rome, claiming countless common citizens and most of the magistrates, including Camillus. His death can't be seen as premature, given his advanced age and significant accomplishments, yet he was mourned more than all the others who died from that illness combined.
PERICLES
We are inspired by acts of virtue with an emulation and eagerness that may lead on to imitation. In other things there does not immediately follow upon the admiration and liking of the thing done, any strong desire of doing the like. Nay, many times, on the very contrary, when we are pleased with the work, we slight and set little by the workman or artist himself, as, for instance, in perfumes and purple dyes, we are taken with the things themselves well enough, but do not think dyers and perfumers otherwise than low and sordid people. It was not said amiss by Antisthenes, when people told him that one Ismenias was an excellent piper, "It may be so, but he is a wretched human being, otherwise he would not have been an excellent piper." And King Philip, to the same purpose, told his son Alexander, who once at a merry meeting played a piece of music charmingly and skillfully, "Are you not ashamed, my son, to play so well?" For it is enough for a king or prince to find leisure sometimes to hear others sing, and he does the muses quite honor enough when he pleases to be but present, while others engage in such exercises and trials of skill.
We are inspired by acts of virtue with a desire to emulate that can lead to imitation. In other cases, admiration and liking for something don't always create a strong desire to do the same. In fact, often when we appreciate a work, we may overlook and undervalue the creator, like when we enjoy perfumes and purple dyes; we appreciate the products but view dyers and perfumers as lowly and unrefined. Antisthenes was right when he replied to someone who praised Ismenias as an excellent piper, saying, "That may be true, but he’s a terrible person; otherwise, he wouldn’t be such an excellent piper." Similarly, King Philip told his son Alexander, who skillfully played music at a gathering, "Aren't you ashamed to play so well?" A king or prince only needs to occasionally listen to others sing; he honors the muses enough by simply being present while others engage in such performances.
He who busies himself in mean occupations produces, in the very pains he takes about things of little or no use, an evidence against himself of his negligence and indisposition to what is really good. Nor did any generous and ingenuous young man, at the sight of the statue of Jupiter at Pisa, ever desire to be a Phidias, or, on seeing that of Juno at Argos, long to be a Polycletus, or feel induced by his pleasure in their poems to wish to be an Anacreon or Pliletas or Archilochus. But virtue, by the bare statement of its actions, can so affect men's minds as to create at once both admiration of the things done and desire to imitate the doers of them. The goods of fortune we would possess and would enjoy; those of virtue we long to practice and exercise; we are content to receive the former from others, the latter we wish others to experience from us.
Someone who occupies themselves with trivial tasks shows, through the effort they put into meaningless things, a clear indication of their neglect and lack of interest in what truly matters. No noble and honest young man, upon seeing the statue of Jupiter in Pisa, ever wanted to be a Phidias, nor did they aspire to be a Polycletus upon viewing the statue of Juno in Argos, or feel inspired by the beauty of their poems to become an Anacreon, Pliletas, or Archilochus. However, simply by expressing its actions, virtue can powerfully influence people's minds to inspire both admiration for the deeds accomplished and a desire to emulate those who performed them. We wish to possess and enjoy the benefits of fortune, while we aspire to practice and cultivate the benefits of virtue; we are happy to receive the former from others, but we want the latter to be experienced by others through us.
And so we have thought fit to spend our time and pains in writing of the lives of famous persons; and have composed this tenth book upon that subject, containing the life of Pericles, and that of Fabius Maximus, who carried on the war against Hannibal, men alike, as in their other virtues and good parts, so especially in their mild and upright temper and demeanor, and in that capacity to bear the cross-grained humors of their fellow-citizens and colleagues in office which made them both most useful and serviceable to the interests of their countries. Whether we take a right aim at our intended purpose, it is left to the reader to judge by what he shall find here.
And so we have decided to spend our time and effort writing about the lives of notable people. We have created this tenth book on that topic, featuring the life of Pericles and that of Fabius Maximus, who fought against Hannibal. Both were remarkable not only for their other virtues and strengths but especially for their gentle and principled demeanor, as well as their ability to handle the difficult personalities of their fellow citizens and colleagues in government, which made them both incredibly valuable to their countries. Whether we achieve our intended goal is for the reader to judge based on what they find here.
Pericles was of the tribe of Acamantis, and the township Cholargus, of the noblest birth both on his father's and mother's side. Xanthippus, his father, who defeated the king of Persia's generals in the battle at Mycale, took to Wife Agariste, the grandchild of Clisthenes, who drove out the sons of Pisistratus, and nobly put and end to their tyrannical usurpation, and moreover made a body of laws, and settled a model of government admirably tempered and suited for the harmony and safety of the people.
Pericles was from the Acamantis tribe and the Cholargus district, with a noble lineage on both his father's and mother's sides. His father, Xanthippus, defeated the Persian king's generals at the battle of Mycale. He married Agariste, the granddaughter of Clisthenes, who expelled the sons of Pisistratus and successfully ended their tyrannical rule. Additionally, he created a set of laws and established a government model that was well-balanced and suited for the harmony and safety of the people.
Pericles in other respects was perfectly formed physically, only his head was somewhat longish and out of proportion. For which reason almost all the images and statues that were made of him have the head covered with a helmet, the workmen not apparently being willing to expose him. The poets of Athens called him "Schinocephalos," or squill-head, from "schinos," a squill, or sea-onion.
Pericles was otherwise perfectly built, but his head was a bit long and out of proportion. Because of this, nearly all the images and statues made of him have his head covered with a helmet, as the artists seemed reluctant to show it. The poets of Athens nicknamed him "Schinocephalos," or squill-head, after "schinos," a type of squill or sea-onion.
Pericles was a hearer of Zeno, the Eliatic, who treated of natural philosophy in the same manner as Parmenides did, but had also perfected himself in an art of his own for refuting and silencing opponents in argument; as Timon of Phlius describes it,—
Pericles was a follower of Zeno the Eleatic, who discussed natural philosophy similarly to Parmenides, but he had also developed his own method for rebutting and shutting down opponents in debate; as Timon of Phlius describes it,—
Also the two-edged tongue of mighty Zeno, who, Say what one would, could argue it untrue.
Also the sharp tongue of mighty Zeno, who, No matter what you say, could argue it’s untrue.
But he saw most of Pericles, and furnished him most especially with a weight and grandeur of sense, superior to all arts of popularity, and in general gave him his elevation and sublimity of purpose and of character, was Anaxagoras of Clazomenae; whom the men of those times called by the name of Nous, that is mind, or intelligence, whether in admiration of the great and extraordinary gift he displayed for the science of nature, or because he was the first of the philosophers who did not refer the first ordering of the world to fortune or chance, nor to necessity or compulsion, but to a pure, unadulterated intelligence, which in all other existing mixed and compound things acts as a principle of discrimination, and of combination of like with like.
But he spent a lot of time with Pericles and especially provided him with a sense of weight and grandeur that was superior to all forms of popularity. In general, he contributed to Pericles' elevation and greatness of purpose and character. This was Anaxagoras from Clazomenae, whom the people of that time referred to as Nous, meaning mind or intelligence. They admired him for his remarkable talent in the science of nature, or because he was the first philosopher to attribute the world's initial order not to luck or chance, nor to necessity or force, but to pure, unfiltered intelligence. This intelligence acts as a principle of discrimination and combines like with like in all mixed and compound things.
For this man, Pericles entertained an extraordinary esteem and admiration, and, filling himself with this lofty and, as they call it, up-in-the-air sort of thought, derived hence not merely, as was natural, elevation of purpose and dignity of language, raised far above the base and dishonest buffooneries of mob-eloquence, but, besides this, a composure of countenance, and a serenity and calmness in all his movements, which no occurrence whilst he was speaking could disturb, a sustained and even tone of voice, and various other advantages of a similar kind, which produced the greatest effect on his hearers. Once, after being reviled and ill-spoken of all day long in his own hearing by some abandoned fellow in the open market-place where he was engaged in the despatch of some urgent affair, he continued his business in perfect silence, and in the evening returned home composedly, the man still dogging him at the heels, and pelting him all the way with abuse and foul language; and stopping into his house, it being by this time dark, he ordered one of hi servants to take a light and to go along with the man and see him safe home.
For this man, Pericles had an extraordinary respect and admiration, and filling himself with this high-minded, idealistic way of thinking, he gained not just a rise in purpose and a dignified way of speaking, far removed from the petty and dishonest antics of crowd-pleasing rhetoric, but also a calm demeanor and tranquility in all his actions, which nothing could disrupt while he was speaking. He maintained a steady and even tone of voice, along with various other advantages that deeply impressed his audience. Once, after being insulted and verbally attacked all day long within earshot by some scoundrel in the busy marketplace where he was handling urgent matters, he kept his business to himself in complete silence. Later that evening, he returned home calmly, the man still following him and hurling insults all the way. When he reached his house, now dark, he instructed one of his servants to take a light and accompany the man safely back to his home.
Nor were these the only advantages which Pericles derived from Anaxagoras's acquaintance; he seems also to have become, by his instructions, superior to that superstition with which an ignorant wonder at appearances, for example, in the heavens, possesses the minds of people unacquainted with their causes, eager for the supernatural, and excitable through an inexperience which the knowledge of natural causes removes, replacing wild and timid superstition by the good hope and assurance of an intelligent piety.
Nor were these the only advantages that Pericles gained from his connection with Anaxagoras; he also seemed to become, through his teachings, more knowledgeable than the superstition that captures the minds of people who are ignorant of the reasons behind things, like the phenomena in the sky. These individuals, eager for the supernatural and easily stirred by their lack of experience, are transformed by understanding the natural causes, replacing their wild and fearful superstitions with the confidence and assurance that comes from informed spirituality.
There is a story that once Pericles had brought to him from a country farm of his, a ram's head with one horn, and that Lampon, the diviner, upon seeing the horn grow strong and solid out of the midst of the forehead, gave it as his judgement that, there being at that time two potent factions, parties, or interests in the city, the one of Thucydides and the other of Pericles, the government would come about to that one of them in whose ground or estate this token or indication of fate had shown itself. But that Anaxagoras, cleaving the skull in sunder, showed to the bystanders that the brain had not filled up its natural place, but being oblong, like an egg, had collected from all parts of the vessel which contained it, in a point to that place from whence the root of the horn took its rise. And that, for the time, Anaxagoras was much admired for his explanation by those that were present; and Lampon no less a little while after, when Thucydides was overpowered, and the whole affairs of the state and government came into the hands of Pericles.
There’s a story that once Pericles brought a ram’s head with a single horn from one of his country farms. When Lampon, the diviner, saw the horn growing strong and solid in the middle of the forehead, he judged that since there were two powerful factions in the city at that time—one led by Thucydides and the other by Pericles—the government would end up with the faction where this sign of fate appeared. However, Anaxagoras, by splitting open the skull, showed the spectators that the brain hadn’t filled its natural space but was elongated, like an egg, gathering from all parts of the skull in a point where the horn stemmed from. At that moment, Anaxagoras was greatly admired for his explanation by those present, and Lampon was no less respected shortly after when Thucydides was defeated, and the entire state and government were handed over to Pericles.
Pericles, while yet but a young man, stood in considerable apprehension of the people, as he was thought in face and figure to be very like the tyrant Pisitratus, and those of great age remarked upon the sweetness of his voice, and his volubility and rapidity in speaking, and were struck with amazement at the resemblance. But when Aristides was now dead, and Themosticles driven out, and Cimon was for the most part kept abroad by the expeditions he made in parts out of Greece, Pericles, seeing things in this posture, now advanced and took his side, not with the rich and few, but with the many and poor, contrary to his natural bent, which was far from democratical; but, most likely, fearing he might fall under suspicion of aiming at arbitrary power, and seeing Cimon on the side of the aristocracy, and much beloved by the better and more distinguished people, he joined the party of the people, with a view at once both to secure himself and procure means against Cimon.
Pericles, even as a young man, was quite anxious about the public’s perception of him, as he was believed to closely resemble the tyrant Pisistratus in appearance. Older folks commented on the charm of his voice, his fluency, and quickness when speaking, and they were amazed by the resemblance. However, after the death of Aristides, the exile of Themistocles, and Cimon being mostly away due to his military campaigns outside Greece, Pericles saw the situation as an opportunity to step up. He aligned himself not with the wealthy elite, but with the common people, which was against his natural inclination since he was not typically democratic. Likely, he feared being suspected of seeking absolute power and noticed Cimon’s support from the aristocrats and the respect he had from the prominent citizens. Therefore, he chose to side with the masses to protect himself and gain leverage against Cimon.
He immediately entered, also, on quite a new course of life and management of his time. For he was never seen to walk in any street but that which led to the market-place and the council-hall, and he avoided invitations of friends to supper, and all friendly visits and intercourse whatever; in all the time he had to do with the public, which was not a little, he was never known to have gone to any of his friends to a supper, except that once when his near kinsman Euryptolemus married, he remained present till the ceremony of the drink-offering, and then immediately rose from the table and went his way. For these friendly meetings are very quick to defeat any assumed superiority, and in intimate familiarity an exterior of gravity is hard to maintain. Real excellence, indeed, is best recognized when most openly looked into; and in really good men, nothing which meets the eyes of external observers so truly deserves their admiration, as their daily common life does that of their nearer friends. Pericles, however, to avoid any feeling of commonness, or any satiety on the part of the people, presented himself at intervals only, not speaking on every business, nor at all times coming into the assembly, but, as Critoaus says, reserving himself, like the Salaminian galley, for great occasions, while matters of lesser importance were despatched by friends or other speakers under his direction. And of this number we are told Ephialtes made one, who broke the power of the council of Areopagus, giving the people, according to Plato's expression, so copious and so strong a draught of liberty, that, growing wild and unruly, like an unmanageable horse, it, as the comic poets say,—
He quickly started a whole new way of living and managing his time. He was never seen walking anywhere except to the market or the council hall, and he turned down invitations from friends for dinner and avoided all friendly visits and interactions. During the time he was involved with the public, which was considerable, he was only known to have attended dinner at a friend's house once—when his close relative Euryptolemus got married. He stayed until the drink-offering ceremony and then left immediately. These friendly gatherings quickly undermine any sense of superiority, and it's hard to maintain an exterior of seriousness in such close familiarity. True excellence is best recognized when observed closely, and in genuinely good people, nothing captures the admiration of outside observers more than their daily lives among their closer friends. Pericles, however, to avoid appearing too common or risking the people's fatigue, would only show up occasionally. He didn't speak on every issue and didn't attend every assembly; as Critoaus said, he reserved himself, like the Salaminian galley, for significant occasions, leaving less important matters to be handled by friends or other speakers under his guidance. Among those was Ephialtes, who dismantled the power of the Areopagus council, giving the people, in Plato's words, such a generous and powerful dose of freedom that, like a wild and unruly horse, they became unmanageable, as the comic poets say—
"—got beyond all keeping in, Champing at Euboea, and among the islands leaping in."
"—got beyond all control, Champing at Euboea, and jumping among the islands."
The style of speaking most consonant to his form of life and the dignity of his views he found, so to say, in the tones of that instrument with which Anaxagoras had furnished him; of his teaching he continually availed himself, and deepened the colors of rhetoric with the dye of natural science.
The way he spoke that matched his lifestyle and dignified beliefs was, in a sense, shaped by the lessons from Anaxagoras; he often drew from his teachings and enhanced his rhetoric by adding insights from natural science.
A saying of Thucydides, the son of Melesias, stands on record, spoken by him by way of pleasantry upon Pericles's dexterity. Thucydides was one of the noble and distinguished citizens, and had been his greatest opponent; and, when Archidamus, the king of the Lacedaemonians, asked him whether he or Pericles were the better wrestler, he made this answer: "When I," said he, "have thrown him and given him a fair fall, he by persisting that he had no fall, gets the better of me, and makes the bystanders, in spite of their own eyes, believe him."
A saying from Thucydides, the son of Melesias, is recorded, which he said jokingly about Pericles's skill. Thucydides was one of the respected and prominent citizens and had been Pericles's fiercest rival. When Archidamus, the king of the Lacedaemonians, asked him who was the better wrestler between him and Pericles, he replied, "When I throw him and give him a fair fall, he insists he hasn’t fallen, and despite what the spectators see, he convinces them otherwise."
The rule of Pericles has been described as an aristocratical government, that went by the name of a democracy, but was, indeed, the supremacy of a single great man; while many say, that by him the common people were first encouraged and led on to such evils as appropriations of subject territory, allowances for attending theatres, payments for performing public duties, and by these bad habits were, under the influence of his public measures, changed from a sober, thrifty people, that maintained themselves by their own labors, to lovers of expense, intemperance, and license.
The era of Pericles is often referred to as an aristocratic regime disguised as a democracy, but in reality, it was the dominance of one powerful individual. Many argue that he first motivated the common people, leading them towards negative practices like seizing foreign land, receiving stipends for attending theaters, and being paid for public service. As a result of these harmful habits and his public policies, the once frugal and hardworking population transformed into a society that favored extravagance, excess, and a lack of restraint.
At the first, as has been said, when he set himself against Cimon's great authority, he did caress the people. Finding himself come short of his competitor in wealth and money, by which advantages the other was enabled to take care of the poor, inviting every day some one or other of the citizens that was in want to supper, and bestowing clothes on the aged people, and breaking down the hedges and enclosures of his grounds, that all that would might freely gather what fruit they pleased. Pericles, thus outdone in popular arts, turned to the distribution of the public moneys; and in a short time having bought the people over, what with moneys allowed for shows and for service on juries, and what with the other forms of pay and largess, he made use of them against the council of Areopagus, and directed the exertions of his party against this council with such success, that most of those causes and matters which had been formerly tried there, were removed from its cognizance; Cimon, also, was banished by ostracism as a favorer of the Lacedaemonians and a hater of the people, though in wealth and noble birth he was among the first, and had won several most glorious victories over the barbarians, and had filled the city with money and spoils of war. So vast an authority had Pericles obtained among the people.
At first, as mentioned, when he opposed Cimon's significant influence, he did flatter the people. Realizing he fell short of his rival in wealth and resources, which allowed the other man to support the needy—inviting various citizens in need to dinner, giving clothes to the elderly, and removing the fences around his land so anyone could freely gather fruit—they both played to the crowd. Pericles, outmatched in popular support, shifted his focus to distributing public funds. In no time, he won the people's favor, offering money for entertainment, jury duty compensation, and other payments and gifts. He used this support against the council of Areopagus, successfully pushing to remove many issues that had previously been under their authority. Cimon was also exiled through ostracism for being seen as a supporter of the Spartans and someone who opposed the public, even though he was wealthy, of noble birth, and had achieved several glorious victories over the barbarians, bringing wealth and war spoils to the city. Pericles had gained immense power among the people.
The ostracism was limited by law to ten years; but the Lacedaemonians, in the meantime, entering with a great army into the territory of Tanagra, and the Athenians going out against the Cimon, coming from his banishment before his time was out, put himself in arms and array with those of his fellow-citizens that were of his own tribe, and desired by his deeds to wipe off the suspicion of his favoring the Lacedaemonians, by venturing his own person along with his countrymen. But Pericles's friends, gathering in a body, forced him to retire as a banished man. For which cause also Pericles seems to have exerted himself more than in any other battle, and to have been conspicuous above all for his exposure of himself to danger. All Cimon's friends, also, to a man, fell together side by side, whom Pericles had accused with him of taking part with the Lacedaemonians. Defeated in this battle on their own frontiers, and expecting a new and perilous attack with return of spring, the Athenians now felt regret and sorrow for the loss of Cimon, and repentance for their expulsion of him. Pericles, being sensible of their feelings, did not hesitate or delay to gratify it, and himself made the motion for recalling him home. He, upon his return, concluded a peace betwixt the two cities; for the Lacedaemonians entertained as kindly feelings towards him as they did the reverse towards Pericles and the other popular leaders.
The ban on Cimon was set by law for ten years, but while that was happening, the Spartans invaded the territory of Tanagra with a large army. The Athenians, facing Cimon who had returned from exile before his time was up, armed themselves and joined their fellow citizens from his tribe. Cimon wanted to prove he wasn’t siding with the Spartans by fighting alongside his countrymen. However, Pericles's supporters gathered and forced him to step back as a banished man. This prompted Pericles to work harder than in any previous battle, standing out for how much he put himself in danger. All of Cimon's allies also fought alongside him, the very people Pericles had accused of supporting the Spartans. After losing this battle on their own land and bracing for a new attack come spring, the Athenians started feeling regret and sorrow for Cimon’s loss and regretted his exile. Pericles, aware of their sentiments, promptly moved to bring Cimon back. Upon his return, Cimon brokered a peace between the two cities, as the Spartans had better feelings toward him than they did toward Pericles and other leaders.
Cimon, while he was admiral, ended his days in the Isle of Cyprus. And the aristocratical party, seeing that Pericles was already before this grown to be the greatest and foremost man of all the city, but nevertheless wishing there should be somebody set up against him, to blunt and turn the edge of his power, that it might not altogether prove a monarchy, put forward Thucydides of Alopece, a discreet person, and a near kinsman of Cimon's, to conduct the opposition against him. And so Pericles, at that time more than at any other, let loose the reins to the people, and made his policy subservient to their pleasure, contriving continually to have some great public show or solemnity, some banquet, or some procession or other in the town to please them, coaxing his countrymen like children, with such delights and pleasures as were not, however, unedifying. Besides that, every year he sent out threescore galleys, on board of which there went numbers of the citizens, who were in pay eight months, at the same time learning and practicing the art of seamanship.
Cimon, during his time as admiral, spent his final days on the Isle of Cyprus. The aristocratic faction, seeing that Pericles had already become the most prominent and powerful figure in the city, still wanted someone to challenge him and temper his influence so it wouldn’t slip into a monarchy. They nominated Thucydides of Alopece, a sensible man and a relative of Cimon, to lead the opposition against him. At that time, more than ever, Pericles gave the people more power and aligned his policies with their wishes, constantly organizing grand public events, feasts, or parades in the city to entertain them, treating his fellow citizens like children with enjoyable yet meaningful distractions. Additionally, every year he sent out sixty galleys, on which many citizens served, earning pay for eight months while learning and honing their sailing skills.
He sent, moreover, a thousand of them into the Chersonese as planters, to share the land among them by lot, and five hundred more into the isle of Naxos, and half that number to Andros, a thousand into Thrace to dwell among the Bisaltae, and others into Italy, when the city Sybaris, which now was called Thurii, was to be repeopled. And this he did to ease and discharge the city of an idle, and, by reason of their idleness, a busy, meddling crowd of people; and at the same time to meet the necessities and restore the fortunes of the poor townsmen, and to intimidate, also, and check their allies from attempting any change, by posting such garrisons, as it were, in the midst of them.
He sent a thousand of them to the Chersonese as settlers to divide the land among themselves by lot, five hundred more to the island of Naxos, and half that number to Andros, a thousand to Thrace to live among the Bisaltae, and others to Italy when the city of Sybaris, now called Thurii, was to be repopulated. He did this to relieve the city of a lazy, overly active crowd of people and at the same time to address the needs and improve the fortunes of the struggling townspeople, while also intimidating and deterring their allies from trying to make any changes by placing these groups right in the middle of them.
That which gave most pleasure and ornament to the city of Athens, and the greatest admiration and even astonishment to all strangers, and that which now is Greece's only evidence that the power she boasts of and her ancient wealth are no romance or idle story, was his construction of the public and sacred buildings.
What brought the most enjoyment and beauty to the city of Athens, and inspired the greatest admiration and even amazement in all visitors, and what now serves as Greece's only proof that the power it claims and its ancient wealth are not mere myths or tall tales, was his creation of the public and sacred buildings.
The materials were stone, brass, ivory, gold, ebony, and cypress-wood; the artisans that wrought and fashioned them were smiths and carpenters, moulders, founders and braziers, stone-cutters, dyers, goldsmiths, ivory-workers, painters, embroiderers, turners; those again that conveyed them to the town for use, merchants and mariners and ship-masters by sea; and by land, cartwrights, cattle-breeders, wagoners, rope-makers, flax-workers, shoe-makers and leather-dressers, road-makers, miners. And every trade in the same nature, as a captain in an army has his particular company of soldiers under him, had its own hired company of journeymen and laborers belonging to it banded together as in array, to be as it were the instrument and body for the performance of the service of these public works distributed plenty through every age and condition.
The materials used were stone, brass, ivory, gold, ebony, and cypress wood; the craftsmen who created and shaped them included blacksmiths, carpenters, mold makers, metalworkers, stone cutters, dyers, goldsmiths, ivory carvers, painters, embroiderers, and wood turners. Those who transported these materials to the city for use were merchants, sailors, and ship captains by sea; and on land, there were cartwrights, cattle breeders, wagon drivers, rope makers, flax workers, shoemakers, leather workers, road builders, and miners. Each trade, much like a captain in an army who has his own group of soldiers, had its own team of journeymen and laborers organized together, serving as the workforce for the execution of public projects that provided an abundance throughout all times and social classes.
As then grew the works up, no less stately in size than exquisite in form, the workmen striving to outvie the material and the design with the beauty of their workmanship, yet the most wonderful thing of all was the rapidity of their execution. Undertakings, any one of which singly might have required, they thought, for their completion, several successions and ages of men, were every one of them accomplished in the height and prime of one man's political service. Although they say, too, that Zeuxis once, having heard Agatharchus, the painter, boast of despatching his work with speed and ease, replied, "I take a long time." For ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the work lasting solidity or exactness of beauty; the expenditure of time allowed to a man's pains beforehand for the production of a thing is repaid by way of interest with a vital force for its preservation when once produced. For which reason Pericles's works are especially admired, as having been made quickly, to last long. For every particular piece of his work was immediately, even at that time, for its beauty and elegance, antique; and yet in its vigor and freshness looks to this day as if it were just executed. There is a sort of bloom of newness upon those works of his, preserving them from the touch of time, as if they had some perennial spirit and undying vitality mingled in the composition of them.
As the projects progressed, they were impressive in size and exquisite in design. The workers pushed themselves to surpass the materials and designs with their craftsmanship, but the most remarkable aspect was how quickly they executed their tasks. Projects that may have taken generations to complete were finished during just one man’s political career. They say that Zeuxis, upon hearing the painter Agatharchus brag about how quickly he finished his work, replied, "I take a long time." Quickness and ease don’t guarantee that a piece will have lasting quality or beauty; the time invested in creating something pays off with a strength that preserves it once it’s completed. This is why Pericles's works are especially admired, completed swiftly yet built to last. Each piece was admired even at the time for its beauty and elegance, and it still looks fresh today as if it was just made. His works have a certain bloom of newness that protects them from the ravages of time, as if they possess a timeless spirit and enduring vitality infused in their creation.
Phidias had the oversight of all the works, and was surveyor-general, though upon the various portions other great masters and workmen were employed. For Callicrates and Ictinus built the Parthenon; the chapel at Eleusis, where the mysteries were celebrated, was begun by Coroebus, who erected the pillars that stand upon the floor or pavement, and joined them to the architraves; and after his death Metagenes of Xypete added the frieze and the upper line of columns; Xenocles of Cholargus roofed or arched the lantern on the top of the temple of Castor and Pollux; and the long wall, which Socrates says he himself heard Pericles propose to the people, was undertaken by Callicrates.
Phidias oversaw all the work and was the chief architect, although other talented masters and workers were involved in different parts. Callicrates and Ictinus built the Parthenon; Coroebus started work on the chapel at Eleusis, where the mysteries were held, constructing the pillars that stand on the floor and connecting them to the architraves. After his death, Metagenes of Xypete added the frieze and the upper row of columns; Xenocles of Cholargus created the roof or arch of the lantern atop the temple of Castor and Pollux; and the long wall, which Socrates claimed he heard Pericles propose to the people, was taken on by Callicrates.
The Odeum, or music-room, which in its interior was full of seats and ranges of pillars, and outside had its roof made to slope and descend from one single point at the top, was constructed, we are told, in imitation of the king of Persia's Pavilion; this likewise by Pericles's order; which Cratinus again, in his comedy called The Thracian Women, made an occasion of raillery,—
The Odeum, or music room, was filled with seats and rows of pillars inside, while the outside had a roof that sloped down from a single point at the top. It was built, as we’ve heard, to mimic the Pavilion of the Persian king; this was also ordered by Pericles. Cratinus used it as a punchline in his comedy titled The Thracian Women,—
So, we see here, Jupiter Long-pate Pericles appear, Since ostracism time he's laid aside his head, And wears the new Odeum in its stead.
So, we see here, Jupiter Long-faced Pericles appear, Since the ostracism, he's set aside his old self, And wears the new Odeum instead.
Perils, also eager for distinction, then first obtained the decree for a contest in musical skill to be held yearly at the Panathenaea, and he himself, being chosen judge, arranged the order and method in which the competitors should sing and play on the flute and the harp. And both at that time, and at other times also, they sat in this music-room to see and hear all such trials of skill.
Perils, also wanting recognition, first secured the decision for an annual musical competition at the Panathenaea. He was chosen as the judge and set up the rules and order in which the contestants would perform their singing and play the flute and harp. At that event and others, they would gather in this music room to watch and listen to all the displays of talent.
The propylaea, or entrances to the Acropolis, were finished in five years' time, Mnesicles being the principal architect. A strange accident happened in the course of building, which showed that the goddess was not averse to the work, but was aiding and co-operating to bring it to perfection. One of the artificers, the quickest and the handiest workmen among them all, with a slip of his foot, fell down from a great height, and lay in a miserable condition, the physician having no hopes of his recovery. When Pericles was in distress about this, Athenia appeared to him at night in a dream, and ordered a course of treatment which he applied, and in a short time, and with great ease, cured the man. And upon this occasion it was that he set up a brass statue of Athena, surnamed Health, in the citadel near the altar, which they say was there before. But it was Phidias who wrought the goddess's image in gold, and he has his name inscribed on the pedestal as the workman of it; and indeed the whole work in a manner was under his charge, and he had, as we have said already, the oversight over all the artists and workmen, through Pericles's friendship for him.
The Propylaea, or entrances to the Acropolis, were completed in five years, with Mnesicles as the main architect. A strange incident occurred during the construction that suggested the goddess was supportive of the project and actively helping to ensure its success. One of the workers, the fastest and most skilled among them, slipped and fell from a great height, ending up in a terrible state, and the doctor had little hope for his recovery. When Pericles was troubled by this, Athena appeared to him in a dream and instructed him on a treatment plan, which he followed. In a short time, the worker was cured with surprising ease. It was on this occasion that he set up a bronze statue of Athena, known as Health, in the citadel near the altar, which is said to have been there before. It was Phidias who created the goddess's image in gold, and his name is inscribed on the pedestal as the artist. In fact, the entire project was largely under his supervision, as he had the backing of Pericles's friendship.
When the orators, who sided with Thucydides and his party, were at one time crying out, as their custom was, against Pericles, as one who squandered away public money and made havoc of the state revenues, he rose in the open assembly and put the question to the people, whether they thought that he had laid out much; and saying, "Too much, a great deal," "Then," said he, "since it is so, let the cost not go to your account, but to mine; and let the inscription upon the buildings stand in my name." When they heard him say thus, whether it were out of a surprise to see the greatness of his spirit, or out of emulation of the glory of the works, they cried aloud, bidding him to spend on, and lay out what he thought fit from the public purse, and to spare no cost, till all were finished.
When the speakers who supported Thucydides and his group were loudly criticizing Pericles, claiming he wasted public money and mismanaged the state's finances, he stood up in the assembly and asked the people if they believed he had spent too much. When they replied, "Yes, way too much," he responded, "Then, if that's the case, let the expenses be charged to me, not to you, and let my name be inscribed on the buildings." Upon hearing this, whether out of surprise at his generosity or inspired by the greatness of his projects, the crowd shouted back, urging him to continue spending and to use whatever he deemed necessary from the public funds, and to hold nothing back until everything was completed.
At length, coming to a final contest with Thucydides, which of the two should ostracize the other out of the country, and, having gone through this peril, he threw his antagonist out, and broke up the confederacy that had been organized against him. So that now all schism and division being at an end, and the city brought to evenness and unity, he got all Athens and all affairs that pertained to the Athenians into his own hands, their tributes, their armies and their galleys, the islands, the sea, and their wide-extended power, partly over other Greeks and partly over barbarians, and all that empire which they possessed, founded and fortified upon subject nations and royal friendships and alliances.
Eventually, after facing off against Thucydides in a final showdown to see who would get exiled from the city, he managed to prevail, sending his rival into exile and dismantling the coalition formed against him. With all factions and divisions resolved, and the city unified, he took control of everything in Athens, including their taxes, armies, ships, islands, the sea, and their extensive influence over other Greeks and non-Greeks alike, solidifying and strengthening the empire that was established on subjugated nations and royal alliances.
After this he was no longer the same man he had been before, nor as tame and gentle and familiar as formerly with the populace, so as readily to yield to their pleasures and to comply with the desires of the multitude, as a steersman shifts with the winds. Quitting that loose, remiss, and, in some cases, licentious court of the popular will, he turned those soft and flowery modulations to the austerity of aristocratical and regal rule; but, employing this uprightly and undeviatingly for the country's best interests, he was able generally to lead the people along, with their own will and consent, by persuading and showing them what was to be done.
After this, he wasn't the same man he had been before, nor was he as gentle and familiar with the people as he used to be. He didn't easily give in to their pleasures or follow the crowd's desires like a steersman adjusting to the winds. Leaving behind the loose and indulgent nature of popular opinion, he shifted from those soft and flowery approaches to a stricter, more aristocratic and royal form of governance. By using this approach honestly and consistently for the good of the country, he was able to generally guide the people along with their own will and agreement, convincing them and showing them what needed to be done.
The source of this predominance was not barely his power of language, but, as Thucydides the historian assures us, the reputation of his life, and the confidence felt in his character; his manifest freedom from every kind of corruption, and superiority to all considerations of money. Notwithstanding he had made the city of Athens, which was great of itself, as great and rich as can be imagined, and though he were himself in power and interest more than equal to many kings and absolute rulers, who some of them also bequeathed by will their power to their children, he for his part, did not make the patrimony his father left him greater than it was by one drachma.
The reason for his dominance wasn’t just his way with words, but, as Thucydides the historian tells us, his solid reputation and the trust people had in his character. He was clearly free from all forms of corruption and rose above any concerns about money. Even though he made Athens—already a great city—even greater and richer than anyone could imagine, and despite having power and influence that rivaled many kings and absolute rulers, some of whom passed their power down to their children, he didn’t increase his inheritance from his father by even a single drachma.
Teleclides says the Athenians had surrendered to him—
Teleclides says the Athenians had given up to him—
The tributes of the cities, and, with them, the cities, too, to do with them as he pleases, and undo; To build up, if he likes, stone walls around a town; and again, if so he likes, to pull them down; Their treaties and alliances, power, empire, peace, and war, their wealth and their success forevermore.
The tributes of the cities, and, along with them, the cities themselves, to do with them as he wishes, and undo; To build up, if he wants, stone walls around a town; and again, if he prefers, to tear them down; Their treaties and alliances, power, empire, peace, and war, their wealth and their success forever.
Nor was all this the luck of some happy occasion; nor was it the mere bloom and grace of a policy that flourished for a season; but having for fifty-five years together maintained the first place among statesmen, in the exercise of one continuous unintermitted command in the office, to which he was annually reelected, of General, he preserved his integrity unspotted; though otherwise he was not altogether idle or careless in looking after his pecuniary advantage; his paternal estate, which of right belonged to him, he so ordered that it might neither through negligence be wasted or lessened, nor yet, being so full of business as he was, cost him any great trouble or time with taking care of it; and put it into such a way of management as he thought to be most easy for himself, and the most exact. All his yearly products and profits he sold together in a lump, and supplied his household needs afterward by buying everything that he or his family wanted out of the market. Upon which account, his children, when they grew to age, were not well pleased with his management; since there was not there, as is usual in a great family and a plentiful estate, anything to spare, or over and above; but all that went out or came in, all disbursements and all receipts, proceeded as it were by number and measure. His manager in all this was a single servant, Evangelus by name, a man either naturally gifted or instructed by Pericles so as to excel every one in this art of domestic economy.
This wasn’t just the result of a lucky turn of events; it wasn’t simply the fleeting charm of a policy that thrived temporarily. For fifty-five years, he consistently held the top spot among politicians, maintained through his annual reelection to the position of General, all while keeping his integrity intact. Although he wasn’t entirely idle or indifferent to his financial interests, he managed his family estate—rightfully his—in a way that prevented it from being neglected or diminished. Balancing his busy life, he found a method of management that was efficient for him and precise. He sold all his annual crops and profits in one go and met his household needs by purchasing whatever he or his family required from the market. Because of this, his children were not happy with his approach when they grew older. There wasn’t anything extra, as is common in large families with ample estates; every outgoing and incoming expense was tracked meticulously. The person managing all of this for him was a single servant named Evangelus, who either had a natural talent or had been trained by Pericles to excel in the art of household management.
The Lacedaemonians beginning to show themselves troubled at the growth of the Athenian power, Pericles, on the other hand, to elevate the people's spirit yet more, and to raise them to the thought of great actions, proposed a decree to summon all the Greeks in what part soever, whether of Europe or Asia, every city, little as well as great, to send their deputies to Athens to a general assembly or convention, there to consult and advise concerning the Greek temples which the barbarians had burnt down; and also concerning the navigation of the sea, that they might henceforward all of them pass to and fro and trade securely, and be at peace among themselves.
The Spartans began to show their concern about the rise of Athenian power. To boost the people's spirits even further and inspire them to think about bold actions, Pericles proposed a decree to gather all the Greeks, whether from Europe or Asia, regardless of the size of their city, to send representatives to Athens for a general assembly. The purpose was to discuss and plan how to address the Greek temples that the barbarians had destroyed, as well as to talk about sea navigation, so they could trade safely and maintain peace among themselves moving forward.
Nothing was effected, nor did the cities meet by their deputies, as was desired; the Lacedaemonians, as it is said, crossing the design underhand, and the attempt being disappointed and baffled first in Peloponnesus. I thought fit, however, to introduce the mention of it, to show the spirit of the man and the greatness of his thoughts.
Nothing was accomplished, nor did the cities meet with their representatives as hoped; the Spartans reportedly sabotaged the plan, and the effort was thwarted right away in the Peloponnesus. However, I felt it was important to mention this to highlight the man's determination and the magnitude of his ideas.
In his military conduct he gained a great reputation for wariness; he would not by his good-will engage in any fight which had much uncertainty or hazard; he did not envy the glory of generals whose rash adventures fortune favored with brilliant success, however they were admired by others; nor did he think them worthy his imitation, but always used to say to his citizens that, so far as lay in his power, they should continue immortal, and live forever. Seeing Tolmides, the son of Tolmaeus, upon the confidence of his former successes, and flushed with the honor his military actions had procured him, making preparation to attack the Boeotians in their own country, when there was no likely opportunity, and that he had prevailed with the bravest and most enterprising of the youth to enlist themselves as volunteers in the service, who besides his other force made up a thousand, he endeavored to withhold him, and advised him against it in the public assembly, telling him in a memorable saying of which still goes about, that, if he would not take Pericles's advice, yet he would not do amiss to wait and be ruled by time, the wisest counselor of all. This saying, at that time, was but slightly commended; but, within a few days after, when news was brought that Tolmides himself had been defeated and slain in battle near Coronea, and that many brave citizens had fallen with him, it gained him great repute as well as good-will among the people, for wisdom and for love of his countrymen.
In his military approach, he built a strong reputation for being cautious; he would not willingly engage in any battle that came with a lot of uncertainty or risk. He didn't envy the glory of generals whose reckless actions were rewarded with impressive victories, regardless of how others admired them; nor did he think they were models to follow. Instead, he often told his citizens that, as much as he could, they should remain immortal and live forever. When he saw Tolmides, the son of Tolmaeus, who, confident from his past successes and proud of the honor his military actions had brought him, was preparing to attack the Boeotians in their own territory—despite there being no real opportunity—and had convinced many of the bravest and most daring young men to volunteer for the mission, bringing his total forces to a thousand, he tried to dissuade him. He warned him against this in a public assembly, saying in a memorable quote that still circulates today, that if he wouldn’t heed Pericles's advice, it wouldn’t hurt to wait and let time, the wisest counselor of all, guide him. At that moment, his advice was not highly regarded, but just a few days later, when news came that Tolmides had been defeated and killed in battle near Coronea, along with many courageous citizens, he gained significant respect and goodwill from the people for his wisdom and love for his fellow countrymen.
But of all his expeditions, that to the Chersonese gave most satisfaction and pleasure, having proved the safety of the Greeks who inhabited there. For not only by carrying along with him a thousand fresh citizens of Athens he gave new strength and vigor to the cities, but also by belting the neck of land, which joins the peninsula to the continent, with bulwarks and forts from sea to sea, he put a stop to the inroads of the Thracians, who lay all about the Chersonese, and closed the door against a continual and grievous war, with which that country had been long harassed, lying exposed to the encroachments and influx of barbarous neighbors, and groaning under the evils of a predatory population both upon and within its borders.
But out of all his journeys, the one to the Chersonese was the most satisfying and enjoyable, as it ensured the safety of the Greek residents there. He not only strengthened the cities by bringing along a thousand new citizens from Athens, but he also built fortifications and walls along the narrow strip of land that connects the peninsula to the mainland, stopping the invasions from the Thracians who surrounded the Chersonese. This effectively ended the ongoing and painful warfare that had long troubled the region, which had been vulnerable to the encroachments and influx of hostile neighbors, suffering from the threats of both external and internal raiders.
Entering also the Euxine Sea with a large and finely equipped fleet, he obtained for the Greek cities any new arrangements they wanted, and entered into friendly relations with them; and to the barbarous nations, and kings and chiefs round about them, displayed the greatness of the power of the Athenians, their perfect ability and confidence to sail wherever they had a mind, and to bring the whole sea under his control. He left the Sinopians thirteen ships of war, with soldiers under the command of Lamachus, to assist them against Timesileus the tyrant; and, when he and his accomplices had been thrown out, obtained a decree that six hundred of the Athenians that were willing should sail to Sinope and plant themselves there with the Sinopians, sharing among them the houses and land which the tyrant and his party had previously held.
Entering the Black Sea with a large and well-equipped fleet, he secured any new arrangements the Greek cities desired and established friendly relations with them. To the surrounding barbarian nations, kings, and leaders, he showcased the power of the Athenians, demonstrating their capability and confidence to sail wherever they wished and bring the entire sea under their control. He left the Sinopians thirteen warships, staffed with soldiers led by Lamachus, to help them against the tyrant Timesileus. After he and his allies were ousted, he obtained a decree allowing six hundred willing Athenians to sail to Sinope and settle there with the Sinopians, sharing the houses and land that the tyrant and his followers had previously occupied.
But in other things he did not comply with the giddy impulses of the citizens, nor quit his own resolutions to follow their fancies, when, carried away with the thought of their strength and great success, they were eager to interfere again in Egypt, and to disturb the king of Persia's maritime dominions. Nay, there were a good many who were, even then, possessed with that unblest and unauspicious passion for Sicily, which afterward the orators of Alciabes's party blew up into a flame. There were some also who dreamt of Tuscany and of Carthage, and not without plausible reason in their present large dominion and the prosperous course of their affairs.
But in other matters, he didn't give in to the excited whims of the citizens, nor did he abandon his own plans to chase after their desires, when, caught up in thoughts of their power and significant success, they were eager to get involved in Egypt again and disrupt the king of Persia's naval territories. In fact, there were quite a few who were already consumed by that ill-fated and unlucky desire for Sicily, which later the speakers of Alcibiades's faction stoked into a frenzy. Some also fantasized about Tuscany and Carthage, not without good reason considering their current vast territory and the successful direction of their affairs.
But Pericles curbed this passion for foreign conquest, and unsparingly pruned and cut down their ever-busy fancies for a multitude of undertakings, and directed their power for the most part to securing and consolidating what they had already got, supposing it would be quite enough for them to do, if they could keep the Lacedaemonians in check; to whom he entertained all along a sense of opposition; which, as upon many other occasions, he particularly showed by what he did in the time of the holy war. The Lacedaemonians, having gone with an army to Delphi, restored Apollo's temple, which the Phocians had got into their possession, to the Delphians; immediately after their departure, Pericles, with another army, came and restored it to the Phocians. And the Lacedaemonians having engraven the record of their privilege of consulting the oracle before others, which the Delphians gave them, upon the forehead of the brazen wolf which stands there, he, also, having received from the Phocians the like privilege for the Athenians, had it cut upon the same wolf of brass, on his right side.
But Pericles held back this desire for foreign conquest and consistently toned down their busy ambitions for many projects, focusing their energy mostly on securing and strengthening what they already had. He believed it would be enough to keep the Lacedaemonians in check, with whom he always felt a sense of opposition. He demonstrated this, as he often did, during the time of the holy war. The Lacedaemonians had marched with an army to Delphi and returned Apollo's temple, which the Phocians had taken, to the Delphians. Right after they left, Pericles, with another army, came and gave it back to the Phocians. The Lacedaemonians engraved their privilege of consulting the oracle first, granted to them by the Delphians, on the forehead of the bronze wolf standing there. Pericles, after receiving the same privilege for the Athenians from the Phocians, had it inscribed on the same bronze wolf, on its right side.
When Pericles, in giving up his accounts, stated a disbursement of ten talents, as laid out upon fit occasion, the people, without any question, nor troubling themselves to investigate the mystery, freely allowed it. And some historians, in which number is Theophtastus the philosopher, have given it as a truth that Pericles every year used to send privately the sum of ten talents to Sparta, with which he complimented those in office, to keep off the war; not to purchase peace either, but time, that he might prepare at leisure, and be the better able to carry on war hereafter.
When Pericles reported his expenditures, stating that he had spent ten talents on appropriate occasions, the people accepted it without question and didn’t bother to investigate the details. Some historians, including the philosopher Theophrastus, claim that Pericles secretly sent ten talents to Sparta every year as a way to flatter those in power and delay the war—not to buy peace, but to buy time so he could prepare and be better positioned for future warfare.
After this, having made a truce between the Athenians and Lacedaemonians for thirty years, he ordered, by public decree, the expedition against the Isle of Samos, on the ground, that, when they were bid to leave off their war with the Milesians, they had not complied. For the two states were at war for the possession of Priene; and the Samians, getting the better, refused to lay down their arms and to have the controversy betwixt them decided by arbitration before the Athenians. Pericles, therefore, fitting out a fleet, went and broke up the oligarchal government at Samos, and, taking fifty of the principal men of the town as hostages, and as many of their children, sent them to the Isle of Lemnos, there to be kept, though he had offers, as some relate, of a talent apiece for himself from each one of the hostages, and of many other presents from those who were anxious not to have a democracy. Moreover, Pissuthnes the Persian, one of the king's lieutenants, bearing some good-will to the Samians, sent him ten thousand pieces of gold to excuse the city. Pericles, however, would receive none of all this; but after he had taken that course with the Samians which he thought fit, and set up a democracy among them, sailed back to Athens.
After this, having established a truce between the Athenians and Lacedaemonians for thirty years, he ordered, by public decree, the expedition against the Isle of Samos, arguing that when they were asked to stop their war with the Milesians, they had not complied. The two states were at war over the control of Priene; the Samians, having the upper hand, refused to disarm and to resolve their dispute through arbitration before the Athenians. Therefore, Pericles equipped a fleet, went to Samos, dismantled the oligarchal government, and took fifty of the key figures from the town as hostages, along with as many of their children, sending them to the Isle of Lemnos for safekeeping. Despite receiving offers, as some say, of a talent each from the hostages and many other gifts from those who wanted to avoid a democracy, he refused all of it. Moreover, Pissuthnes the Persian, one of the king's lieutenants, sympathetic to the Samians, sent him ten thousand gold pieces to spare the city. However, Pericles accepted none of this; after dealing with the Samians as he saw fit and establishing a democracy among them, he sailed back to Athens.
But they, however, immediately revolted, Pissuthnes having privily got away their hostages for them, and provided them with means for war. Whereupon Pericles came out with a fleet a second time against them, and found them not idle nor slinking away, but manfully resolved to try for the dominion of the sea. The issue was, that, after a sharp sea-fight about the island called Tragia, Pericles obtained a decisive victory, having with forty-four ships routed seventy of the enemy's, twenty of which were carrying soldiers.
But they immediately revolted after Pissuthnes secretly took their hostages and gave them resources for war. As a result, Pericles launched a second campaign against them and found that they were not idle or hiding away but were determined to fight for control of the sea. The outcome was that, after a fierce naval battle near the island called Tragia, Pericles won a decisive victory, defeating seventy enemy ships with his forty-four, twenty of which were carrying soldiers.
Together with his victory and pursuit, having made himself master of the port, he laid siege to the Samians, and blocked them up, who yet, one way or other, still ventured to make sallies, and fight under the city walls. But after another greater fleet from Athens had arrived, and the Samians were now shut up with a close leaguer on every side, Pericles, taking with him sixty galleys, sailed out into the main sea, with the intention, as most authors give the account, to meet a squadron of Phoenician ships that were coming for the Samians' relief, and to fight them at as great a distance as could be from the island; but, as Stesimbrotus says, with a design of putting over to Cyprus; which does not seem to be probable. But whichever of the two was his intent, it seems to have been a miscalculation. For on his departure, Melissus, the son of Ithagenes, a philosopher, being at that time general in Samos, despising either the small number of ships that were left or the inexperience of the commanders, prevailed with the citizens to attack the Athenians. And the Samians having won the battle and taken several of the men prisoners, and disabled several of the ships, were masters of the sea, and brought into port all necessities they wanted for the war, which they had not before. Aristotle says, too, that Pericles himself had been once before this worsted by the Milissus in a sea-fight.
After his victory and pursuit, having taken control of the port, he laid siege to the Samians, blocking them in. Despite this, the Samians still attempted to make sorties and fight near the city walls. However, after a larger fleet from Athens arrived and the Samians were completely surrounded, Pericles set sail with sixty galleys into the open sea, intending, as most accounts suggest, to intercept a group of Phoenician ships that were coming to aid the Samians and to engage them far from the island. However, as Stesimbrotus claims, he might have intended to go to Cyprus instead, which seems unlikely. But regardless of his true intent, it appears to have been a miscalculation. When he left, Melissus, the son of Ithagenes, who was a philosopher and the general in Samos at that time, underestimated either the few ships left behind or the inexperience of their commanders and convinced the citizens to attack the Athenians. The Samians won the battle, captured several of the men, and damaged multiple ships, gaining control of the sea and bringing in all necessary supplies for the war that they didn't have before. Aristotle also notes that Pericles had previously been defeated by Melissus in a naval battle.
The Samians, that they might requite an affront which had before been put upon them, branded the Athenians whom they took prisoners, in their foreheads, with the figure of an owl. For so the Athenians had marked them before with a Samaena, which is a sort of ship, low and flat in the prow, so as to look snub-nosed, but wide and large and well-spread in the hold, by which it both carries a large cargo and sails well. And so it was called, because the first of that kind was seen at Samos, having been built by order of Polycrates the tyrant. These brands upon the Samians' foreheads, they say, are the allusion in the passage of Aristophanes, where he says,—
The Samians, wanting to get back at the Athenians for a previous insult, marked the Athenians they captured on their foreheads with an owl symbol. This was in retaliation for how the Athenians had previously marked them with a Samaena, a type of ship that has a low and flat bow, making it look stubby, but is wide and spacious in the hold, allowing it to carry a large load and sail well. It was named after the first one of its kind that was seen at Samos, built by the order of the tyrant Polycrates. They say these brands on the Samians' foreheads are referenced in Aristophanes' text, where he says,—
For, oh, the Samians are a lettered people.
For, oh, the Samians are an educated people.
Pericles, as soon as news was brought to him of the disaster that had befallen his army, made all the haste he could to come in to their relief, and having defeated Melissus, who bore up against him, and put the enemy to flight, he immediately proceeded to hem them in with a wall, resolving to master them and take the town, rather with some cost and time than with the wounds and hazards of his citizens. But as it was a hard matter to keep back the Athenians, who were vexed at the delay, and were eagerly bent to fight, he divided the whole multitude into eight parts, and arranged by lot that that part which had the white bean should have leave to feast and take their ease, while the other seven were fighting. And this is the reason, they say, that people, when at any time they have been merry, and enjoyed themselves, call it white day, in allusion to this white bean.
Pericles, as soon as he heard about the disaster that had struck his army, rushed to help them. After defeating Melissus, who confronted him, and driving the enemy away, he quickly started building a wall to trap them, determined to take control and capture the town, preferring to spend time and resources rather than risk the injuries and dangers to his citizens. However, it was difficult to hold back the Athenians, who were frustrated with the delay and eager to fight, so he split the entire crowd into eight groups and decided by lot that the group with the white bean would be allowed to feast and relax while the other seven fought. This is why, they say, people refer to times of fun and enjoyment as "white day," referencing this white bean.
Ephorus, the historian, tells us besides, that Pericles made use of engines of battery in this siege, being much taken with the curiousness of the invention, with the aid and presence of Artemon himself, the engineer, who, being lame, used to be carried about in a litter, where the works required his attendance, and for that reason was called Periphoretus. But Heraclides Ponticus disproves this out of Anacreon's poems, where mention is made of this Artemon Periphoretus several ages before the Samian war, or any of these occurrences. And he says that Artemon, being a man who loved his ease, and had a great apprehension of danger, for the most part kept close within doors, having two of his servants to hold a brazen shield over his head, that nothing might fall upon him from above; and if he were at any time forced upon necessity to go abroad, that he was carried about in a little hanging-bed, close to the very ground, and that for this reason he was called Periphoretus.
Ephorus, the historian, also tells us that Pericles used siege engines during this attack, being quite impressed by the cleverness of the invention, with the help and presence of Artemon himself, the engineer, who was lame and had to be carried around in a litter where his expertise was needed, which is why he was called Periphoretus. However, Heraclides Ponticus argues against this using Anacreon's poems, which mention this Artemon Periphoretus many years before the Samian war or any of these events. He notes that Artemon, who preferred comfort and was very cautious of danger, mostly stayed indoors, with two of his servants holding a bronze shield over his head to protect him from anything falling. And if he ever had to go outside, he was carried in a low hanging bed close to the ground, which is why he was named Periphoretus.
In the ninth month, the Samians surrendering themselves and delivering up the town, Pericles pulled down their walls, and seized their shipping, and set a fine of a large sum upon them, part of which they paid down at once, and they agreed to bring in the rest by a certain time, and gave hostages for security. Pericles, however, after the reduction of Samos, returning back to Athens, took care that those who died in the war should be honorably buried, and made a funeral harangue, as the custom is, in their commendation at their graves, for which he gained great admiration. As he came down from the stage on which he spoke, all the women except Elpinice, the aged sister of Cimon, came out and complimented him, taking him by the hand, and crowning him with garlands and ribbons, like a victorious athlete in the games.
In the ninth month, the Samians surrendered and handed over the town. Pericles demolished their walls, took control of their ships, and imposed a hefty fine on them. They paid part of it immediately and agreed to deliver the rest by a certain deadline, providing hostages as security. After conquering Samos, Pericles returned to Athens and ensured that those who died in the war received honorable burials. He delivered a funeral speech, as was customary, praising them at their graves, which earned him a lot of admiration. When he came down from the platform where he spoke, all the women, except for Elpinice, the elderly sister of Cimon, came forward to congratulate him, taking his hand and adorning him with garlands and ribbons, just like a winning athlete in the games.
After this was over, the Peloponnesian war beginning to break out in full tide, he advised the people to send help to the Corcyraeans, who were attacked by the Corinthians, and to secure to themselves an island possessed of great naval resources, since the Peloponnesians were already all but in actual hostilities against them. Archidamus, the king of the Lacedaemonians, endeavoring to bring the greater part of the complaints and matters in dispute to a fair determination, and to pacify and allay the heats of the allies, it is very likely that the war would not upon any other grounds of quarrel have fallen upon the Athenians, could they have been prevailed upon to be reconciled with the inhabitants of Megara.
After this ended, the Peloponnesian War was starting to escalate. He suggested that the people send aid to the Corcyraeans, who were under attack by the Corinthians, and to secure an island with strong naval capabilities, since the Peloponnesians were already nearly in open conflict with them. Archidamus, the king of the Lacedaemonians, tried to settle most of the complaints and disputes fairly and calm the tensions among the allies. It’s quite likely that the war wouldn’t have fallen on the Athenians if they could have been convinced to make peace with the people of Megara.
The true occasion of the quarrel is not easy to find out. The worst motive of all, which is confirmed by most witnesses, is to the following effect. Phidias the Moulder had, as has before been said, undertaken to make the statue of Athena. Now he, being admitted to friendship with Pericles, and a great favorite of his, had many enemies upon this account, who envied and maligned him; and they, to make trial in a case of his what kind of judges the commons would prove, should there be occasion to bring Pericles himself before them, having tampered with Menon, one who had been a workman with Phidias, stationed him in the marketplace, with a petition desiring public security upon his discovery and impeachment of Phidias. The people admitting the man to tell his story, and, the prosecution proceeding in the assembly, there was nothing of theft or cheat proved against him; for Phidias, from the very first beginning, by the advice of Pericles, had so wrought and wrapt the gold that was used in the work about the statue, that they might take it all off and make out the just weight of it, which Pericles at that time bade the accusers do. But the repudiation of his works was what brought envy upon Phidias, especially that where he represents the fight of the Amazons upon the goddesses' shield, he had introduced a likeness of himself as a bald old man holding up a great stone with both hands, and had put in a very fine representation of Pericles fighting with an Amazon. And the position of the hand, which holds out the spear in front of the face, was ingeniously contrived to conceal in some degree the likeness, which, meantime, showed itself on either side.
The real reason for the quarrel is hard to figure out. The worst motive, confirmed by most witnesses, is as follows. Phidias the Moulder had taken on the task of creating the statue of Athena. He had become friends with Pericles, who was very fond of him, which led to many enemies who envied and slandered him. To test what kind of judges the public would be if Pericles ever ended up in front of them, they influenced Menon, who had worked with Phidias, to stand in the marketplace with a petition asking for public protection in exchange for his accusations against Phidias. The people allowed him to tell his story, and as the prosecution moved forward in the assembly, no theft or fraud was proven against Phidias. From the very beginning, based on Pericles' advice, Phidias had crafted and arranged the gold used in the statue so that it could be completely removed to verify its weight, which Pericles told the accusers to do at that time. However, the rejection of his works caused jealousy for Phidias, especially because in his depiction of the fight between the Amazons on the goddesses' shield, he had included a likeness of himself as a bald old man lifting a large stone with both hands, and a detailed illustration of Pericles battling an Amazon. The way the hand holding the spear is positioned in front of the face was cleverly designed to somewhat conceal the likeness, while still allowing it to be visible on either side.
Phidias then was carried away to Prison, and there died of a disease; but, as some say, of poison administered by the enemies of Pericles, to raise a slander, or a suspicion at least, as though he had procured it. The informer Menon, upon Glycon's proposal, the people made free from payment of taxes and customs, and ordered the generals to take care that nobody should do him any hurt. And Pericles, finding that in Phidias's case he had miscarried with the people, being afraid of impeachment, kindled the war, which hitherto had lingered and smothered, and blew it up into a flame; hoping, by that means, to disperse and scatter these complaints and charges, and to allay their jealousy; the city usually throwing herself upon him alone, and trusting to his sole conduct, upon the urgency of great affairs and public dangers, by reason of his authority and the sway he bore.
Phidias was then taken to prison, where he died of an illness; however, some say it was due to poison given to him by the enemies of Pericles, intending to create a scandal or at least a suspicion that he was responsible for it. The informer Menon, on Glycon's suggestion, had the people freed from paying taxes and customs, and ordered the generals to ensure no one harmed him. Pericles, realizing he had lost the support of the people in Phidias's situation and fearing impeachment, ignited the war that had been lingering and suppressed, turning it into a full-blown conflict; he hoped that this would help disperse the complaints and allegations against him and ease their suspicions, as the city usually relied solely on him, trusting his leadership in the face of significant issues and public dangers due to his authority and influence.
These are given out to have been the reasons which induced Pericles not to suffer the people of Athens to yield to the proposals of the Lacedaemonians; but their truth is uncertain.
These are said to be the reasons that led Pericles to prevent the people of Athens from accepting the proposals of the Lacedaemonians; however, their accuracy is unclear.
The Lacedaemonians, therefore, and their allies, with a great army, invaded the Athenian territories, under the conduct of king Archidamus, and laying waste the country, marched on as far as Acharnae, and there pitched their camp, presuming that the Athenians would never endure that, but would come out and fight them for their country's and their honor's sake. But Pericles looked upon it as dangerous to engage in battle, to the risk of the city itself, against sixty thousand men-at-arms of Peloponnesians and Boeotians; for so many they were in number that made the inroad at first; and he endeavored to appease those who were desirous to fight, and were grieved and discontented to see how things went, and gave them good words, saying, that "trees, when they are lopped and cut, grow up again in a short time, but men, being once lost, cannot easily be recovered." He did not convene the people into an assembly, for fear lest they should force him to act against his judgement; and many of his enemies threatened and accursed him for doing as he did, and many made songs and lampoons upon him, which were sung about the town to his disgrace, reproaching him with the cowardly exercise of his office of general, and the tame abandonment of everything to the enemy's hands.
The Spartans and their allies, therefore, invaded Athenian territory with a large army, led by King Archidamus. They devastated the area and marched all the way to Acharnae, where they set up camp, assuming the Athenians would come out and fight them for the sake of their homeland and honor. However, Pericles viewed it as too risky to engage in battle against sixty thousand soldiers from the Peloponnesians and Boeotians, as that was the number that initially invaded. He tried to calm those eager to fight, who were upset and frustrated with the situation, and reassured them by saying, "trees can regrow quickly after being cut, but once men are lost, it's hard to get them back." He didn’t call the people into an assembly, fearing they would pressure him into acting against his better judgment. Many of his opponents criticized him for his decisions, and some even composed songs and satirical poems about him, which were performed around the city to shame him, accusing him of cowardice in his role as general and of surrendering everything to the enemy.
Cleon, also, already was among his assailants, making use of the feeling against him as a step to the leadership of the people, as appears in the anapaestic verses of Hermippus.
Cleon was also already among his attackers, using the resentment against him as a way to gain leadership over the people, as shown in the anapaestic verses of Hermippus.
Satyr-king, instead of swords, Will you always handle words? Very brave indeed we find them, But a Teles lurks behind them.
Satyr-king, instead of swords, Will you always use words? They seem very brave to us, But a Teles hides behind them.
(Teles was apparently some notorious coward.)
(Teles was clearly some well-known coward.)
Yet to gnash your teeth you're seen, When the little dagger keen, Whetted every day anew, Of sharp Cleon touches you.
Yet when you grind your teeth in anger, It's because of the little sharp dagger, Sharpened anew every single day, That sharp Cleon uses to poke at you.
Pericles, however, was not at all moved by any attacks, but took all patiently, and submitted in silence to the disgrace they threw upon him and the ill-will they bore him; and, sending out a fleet of a hundred galleys to Peloponnesus, he did not go along with it in person, but stayed behind, that he might watch at home and keep the city under his own control, till the Peloponnesians broke up their camp and were gone. Yet to soothe the common people, jaded and distressed with the war, he relieved them with distributions of public moneys, and ordained new divisions of subject land. For having turned out all the people of Aegina, he parted the island among the Athenians, according to lot. Some comfort, also, and ease in their miseries, they might receive from what their enemies endured. For the fleet, sailing round the Peloponnesus, ravaged a great deal of the country, and pillaged and plundered the towns and smaller cities; and by land he himself entered with an army the Megarian country, and made havoc of it all. Whence it is clear that the Peloponnesians, though they did the Athenians much mischief by land, yet suffering as much themselves from them by sea, would not have protracted the war to such a length, but would quickly have given it over, as Pericles at first foretold they would, had not some divine power crossed human purposes.
Pericles, however, was completely unfazed by any attacks. He remained patient and silently accepted the disgrace they heaped on him and their hostility towards him. He dispatched a fleet of a hundred ships to Peloponnesus but didn’t go with them in person; instead, he stayed behind to monitor things at home and keep control of the city until the Peloponnesians packed up and left. To appease the weary and distressed common people from the war, he provided them with distributions of public funds and established new divisions of conquered land. After expelling all the people of Aegina, he divided the island among the Athenians by lot. They also found some comfort in witnessing the hardships faced by their enemies. The fleet, sailing around Peloponnesus, devastated much of the land and looted towns and smaller cities. On land, he led an army into Megara and wreaked havoc there. It’s clear that while the Peloponnesians caused the Athenians significant damage on land, they suffered just as much from the Athenians by sea. They likely wouldn’t have dragged the war out so long, as Pericles initially predicted they would, if not for some divine force intervening in human plans.
In the first place, the pestilential disease, or plague, seized upon the city, and ate up all the flour and prime of their youth and strength. Upon occasion of which the people, distempered and afflicted in their souls, as well as in their bodies, were utterly enraged like madmen against Pericles, and, like patients grown delirious, sought to lay violent hands on their physician, or, as it were, their father.
In the beginning, the deadly disease, or plague, hit the city hard, consuming all the flour and the best of their youth and strength. This led the people, troubled and suffering in both their souls and bodies, to become completely enraged like crazed individuals against Pericles, and, like delirious patients, they tried to violently turn on their healer, or, in a sense, their father.
Finding the Athenians ill affected and highly displeased with him, he tried and endeavored what he could to appease and re-encourage them. But he could not pacify or allay their anger nor persuade or prevail with them anyway, til they freely passed their votes upon him, resumed their power, took away his command from him, and fined him in a sum of money.
Finding the Athenians upset and very displeased with him, he tried his best to calm them down and boost their spirits. But he couldn't soothe their anger or persuade them in any way until they voted against him, took back their authority, removed his command, and fined him a sum of money.
After this, public troubles were soon to leave him unmolested; the people, so to say, discharged their passion in their stroke, and lost their stings in the wound. But his domestic concerns were in an unhappy condition, many of his friends and acquaintance having died in the plague time, and those of his family having long since been in disorder and in a kind of mutiny against him. For the eldest of his sons, Xanthippus by name, being naturally prodigal, and marrying a young and expensive wife, was highly offended at his father's economy in making him but a scanty allowance, by little and little at a time. He sent therefore, to a friend one day, and borrowed some money of him in his father Pericles's name, pretending it was by his order. The man coming afterward to demand the debt, Pericles was so far from yielding to pay it, that he entered an action against him. Upon which the young man, Xanthippus, thought himself so ill used and disobliged, that he openly reviled his father; telling first, by way of ridicule, stories about his conversations at home, and the discourses he had with the sophists and scholars that came to his house. As for instance, how one who was a practicer of the five games of skill, * having with a dart or javelin unawares against his will struck and killed Epitimus the Pharsalian, his father spent a whole day with Protagoras in a serious dispute, whether the javelin, or the man that threw it, or the masters of the games who appointed these sports, were, according to the strictest and best reason, to be accounted the cause of this mischance. And in general, this difference of the young man's with his father, in the breach betwixt them, continued never to be healed or made up til his death. For Xanthippus died in the plague time of the sickness. At which time Pericles also lost his sister, and the greatest part of his relations and friends, and those who had been most useful and serviceable to him in managing the affairs of state. However, he did not shrink or give in on these occasions, nor betray or lower his high spirit and even the greatness of his mind under all his misfortunes; he was not even so much as seen to weep or to mourn, or even attend the burial of his friends or relations, till at last he lost his only remaining son. Subdued by this blow, yet striving still, as far as he could, to maintain his principle, and yet to preserve and keep up the greatness of his soul, when he came, however, to perform the ceremony of putting a garland of flowers on the head of the corpse, he was vanquished by his passion at the sight, so that he burst into exclamations, and shed copious tears, having never done any such thing in all his life before.
After this, public issues soon left him alone; the people, so to speak, let out their anger in their actions and lost their bitterness in the aftermath. But his personal life was in a tough spot, as many of his friends had died during the plague, and his family had been disordered and in a sort of revolt against him for a long time. His eldest son, Xanthippus, being naturally extravagant and marrying a young, costly wife, was very upset with his father's frugality, as he was given only a small allowance, bit by bit. So, one day he sent a message to a friend, borrowing money in his father Pericles's name, falsely claiming it was at his father's request. When the man later came to collect the debt, Pericles not only refused to pay but even sued the friend. This made Xanthippus feel wronged and hurt, leading him to openly insult his father, mocking him with stories about their home life and the discussions he had with the scholars and thinkers who visited their house. For instance, he talked about how a competitor in the five games of skill accidentally killed Epitimus the Pharsalian with a dart or javelin, while his father spent an entire day arguing with Protagoras over whether the weapon, the thrower, or the organizers of the games were to blame for the incident. Overall, the rift between the young man and his father remained unresolved until his death. Xanthippus died during the plague, at the same time Pericles lost his sister and most of his relatives and friends, who had been crucial in handling state affairs. However, he did not falter or diminish his spirit during these times, nor did he show signs of grief or attend the funerals of his friends or family until he eventually lost his only surviving son. Overwhelmed by this loss, yet still trying to uphold his principles and maintain his dignity, he was ultimately moved to tears when he performed the ritual of placing a garland of flowers on his son's head, breaking down in grief—something he had never done before in his life.
The city having made trial of other generals for the conduct of war, and orators for business of state, when they found there was no one who was of weight enough for such a charge, or of authority sufficient to be trusted with so great a command, regretted the loss of him, and invited him again to address and advise them, and to resume the office of general. He, however, lay at home in dejection and mourning; but was persuaded by Alcibiades and others of his friends to come abroad and show himself to the people; who having, upon his appearance, made their acknowledgements, and apologized for their untowardly treatment of him, he undertook the public affairs once more.
The city, having tried out different generals to lead the war and orators for state matters, realized that none had the necessary weight or authority to be trusted with such an important role. They regretted losing him and asked him to come back to speak and advise them, as well as to take on the role of general again. He, however, stayed home feeling down and grieving; but was convinced by Alcibiades and some of his friends to go out and show himself to the people. When he appeared, they acknowledged him and apologized for how poorly they had treated him, leading him to take on public affairs once more.
About this time, it seems, the plague seized Pericles, not with sharp and violent fits, as it did others that had it, but with a dull and lingering distemper, attended with various changes and alterations, leisurely, by little and little, wasting the strength of his body, and undermining the noble faculties of his soul.
About this time, it appears, the plague took hold of Pericles, not with sudden and severe attacks like it did with others who were infected, but with a slow and persistent illness, marked by various changes and fluctuations, gradually wearing down his physical strength and eroding the noble qualities of his soul.
When he was now near his end, the best of citizens and those of his friends who were left alive, sitting about him, were speaking of the greatness of his merit, and his power, and reckoning up his famous actions and the number of his victories; there were no less than nine trophies which, as their chief commander and conqueror of their enemies, he had set up, for the honor of the city. They talked thus among themselves, as though he were unable to understand or mind what they said, but had now lost his consciousness. He had listened, however, all the while, and attended to all, and speaking out among them, said, that he wondered they should commend and take notice of things which were as much owing to fortune as to anything else, and had happened to many other commanders, and, at the same time, should not speak or make mention of that which was the most excellent and greatest thing of all. "For," said he, "no Athenian through my means, ever wore mourning."
As he approached the end of his life, the best citizens and the surviving friends gathered around him, discussing his significant contributions, power, and recounting his famous deeds and numerous victories. He had erected no less than nine trophies in honor of the city, as their chief commander and victor over their enemies. They conversed as if he were unable to understand or care about what they said, believing he had lost consciousness. However, he had been listening the whole time and paying attention to everything. He then spoke up, expressing his surprise that they would praise and acknowledge achievements that were as much due to luck as to anything else, which had also happened to many other leaders. At the same time, he noted that they did not mention the most admirable and significant thing of all. "For," he said, "no Athenian has ever mourned because of me."
He was indeed a character deserving our high admiration, not only for his equable and mild temper, which all along, in the many affairs of his life, and the great animosities which he incurred, he constantly maintained; but also for the high spirit and feeling which made him regarded the noblest of all his honors, that, in the exercise of such immense power, he never had gratified his envy or his passion, nor ever had treated any enemy as irreconcilably opposed to him. And to me it appears that this one thing gives an otherwise childish and arrogant title a fitting and becoming significance; so dispassionate a temper, a life so pure and unblemished, in the height of power and place, might well be called "Olympian," in accordance with our conceptions of divine beings, to whom, as the natural of all good and of nothing evil, we ascribe the rule and government of the world.
He was truly a person worthy of our deep admiration, not just for his calm and gentle nature, which he consistently upheld throughout his life, despite the many conflicts he faced, but also for the strong spirit and sensitivity that made him viewed as the most honorable of all his titles. In wielding such immense power, he never gave in to envy or passion, nor did he treat any adversary as irreparably hostile towards him. To me, this quality lends a proper and meaningful significance to what might otherwise seem a childish and arrogant title; such a dispassionate demeanor and a life so pure and untainted, even at the peak of power and status, could rightly be called "Olympian," reflecting our ideas of divine beings, whom we see as the source of all good and devoid of evil, governing the world.
The course of public affairs after his death produced a quick and speedy sense of the loss of Pericles. Those who, while they live, resented his great authority, as that which eclipsed themselves, presently after quitting the stage, making trial of other orators and demagogues, readily acknowledged that there never had been in nature such a disposition as his was, more moderate and reasonable in the height of that state he took upon him, or more grave and impressive in the mildness which he used.
The course of public affairs after his death quickly made it clear how much Pericles was missed. Those who had resented his authority while he was alive, feeling overshadowed by him, soon realized after he was gone, as they listened to other speakers and leaders, that there had never been anyone quite like him—more moderate and reasonable given the power he held, or more serious and impactful in the gentleness he displayed.
DEMOSTHENES
Whoever it was, Sosius, that wrote the poem in honor of Alcibiades, upon his winning the chariot-race at the Olympian Games, whether it was Euripedes, as is most commonly thought, or some other person he tells us, that to a man's being happy it is pre-eminently requisite that he should be born in "some famous city."
Whoever wrote the poem celebrating Alcibiades for winning the chariot race at the Olympic Games, whether it was Euripides, as most people believe, or someone else, indicates that for a person to be truly happy, it is essential to be born in "some famous city."
But if anybody undertakes to write a history, that has to be collected from materials gathered by observation and the reading of works not easy to be got in all places, nor written always in his own language, but many of them foreign and dispersed in other hands, for him, undoubtedly, it is above all things most necessary, to reside in some city of good note, devoted to liberal arts, and populous; where he may have plenty of all sorts of books, and upon inquiry may hear and inform himself of such particulars as, having escaped the pens of writers, are more faithfully preserved in the memories of men.
But if anyone decides to write a history, they need to gather information from observations and from reading works that aren’t always easy to find everywhere. These works may not even be in their language, as many are foreign and held by different people. For this reason, it is essential for them to live in a well-known city that values the liberal arts and is populous, where they can access a wide range of books. By asking around, they can learn and find out details that might not be captured by authors but are more accurately kept in people's memories.
But for me, I live in a little town, where I am willing to continue, lest it should grow less; and having had no leisure, while I was in Rome and other parts of Italy, to practice myself in the Roman language, on account of public business and of those who came to be instructed by me in philosophy, it was very late, and in the decline of my age, before I applied myself to the reading of Latin authors. But to appreciate the graceful and ready pronunciation of the Roman tongue, to understand the various figures and connection of words, and such other ornaments, in which the beauty of speaking consists, is, I doubt not, an admirable and delightful accomplishment; but it requires a degree of practice and study which is not easy, and will better suit those who have more leisure, and time enough yet before them for the occupation.
But for me, I live in a small town where I’m happy to stay, so it doesn’t get any smaller. I didn’t have time while I was in Rome and other parts of Italy to practice my skills in the Roman language because of public duties and the people who came to learn philosophy from me. It was quite late, and in the later part of my life, before I started reading Latin authors. However, to appreciate the elegant and fluent pronunciation of the Roman language, to understand the different figures of speech and connections of words, and other elements that contribute to the beauty of speaking is, without a doubt, an amazing and enjoyable skill. But it requires a level of practice and study that isn't easy and is better suited for those who have more free time and enough leisure ahead of them.
And so in this book of my Parallel Lives, in giving an account of Demosthenes and Cicero, my comparison of their natural dispositions and their characters will be formed upon their actions and their lives as statesmen, and I shall not pretend to criticise their orations one against the other, to show which of the two was the more charming or the more powerful speaker. For there, as Ion says,
And so in this book of my Parallel Lives, when discussing Demosthenes and Cicero, my comparison of their natural traits and characters will be based on their actions and their lives as politicians, and I won't attempt to critique their speeches against each other to determine which of the two was the more captivating or more powerful speaker. For there, as Ion says,
We are but like a fish upon dry land.
We are just like a fish out of water.
The divine power seems originally to have designed Demosthenes and Cicero upon the same plan, giving them many similarities in their natural characters, as their passion for distinction and their love of liberty in civil life, and their want of courage in dangers and war, and at the same time also to have added many accidental resemblances. I think there can hardly be found two other orators, who, from small and obscure beginnings, became so great and mighty; who both contested with kings and tyrants; both lost their daughters, were driven out of their country, and returned with honor; who, flying from thence again, were both seized upon by their enemies, and at last ended their lives with the liberty of their countrymen. So that if we were to suppose that there had been a trial of skill between nature and fortune, as there is sometimes between artists, it would be hard to judge, whether that succeeded best in making them alike in their dispositions and manners, or this, in the coincidences of their lives. We will speak of the eldest first.
The divine power seems to have originally created Demosthenes and Cicero with a similar design, giving them many shared traits in their personalities, like their passion for recognition and their love of freedom in civic life, as well as their lack of courage in times of danger and war. At the same time, they also share many accidental similarities. It’s hard to find two other orators who, starting from small and obscure beginnings, rose to such greatness and power; who both faced off against kings and tyrants; who both lost their daughters, were exiled from their homeland, and returned with honor; who, fleeing once again, were captured by their enemies and ultimately died free, alongside their fellow citizens. So, if we imagined a competition between nature and fortune, like one might see between artists, it would be difficult to determine whether nature did a better job of making them similar in personality and behavior, or if it was fate that created parallels in their lives. Let’s talk about the older one first.
Demosthenes, the father of Demosthenes, was a citizen of good rank and quality, as Theopompus informs us, surnamed the Sword-maker, because he had a large workhouse, and kept servants skilful in that art at work. Demosthenes, when only seven years old, was left by his father in affluent circumstances, the whole value of his estate being little short of fifteen talents, but was wronged by his guardians, part of his fortune being embezzled by them, and the rest neglected; insomuch that even his teachers were defrauded of their salaries. This was the reason that he did not obtain the liberal education that he should have had; besides that on account of weakness and delicate health, his mother would not let him exert himself, and his teachers forebore to urge him. He was meagre and sickly from the first, and hence had the nickname of Batalus, given him, it is said, by the boys, in derision of his appearance; Batalus being a certain enervated flute-player, in ridicule of whom Antiphanes wrote a play.
Demosthenes' father was a well-respected citizen, as Theopompus tells us, known as the Sword-maker because he owned a large workshop and employed skilled craftsmen. When Demosthenes was just seven years old, his father left him with a sizable inheritance, valued at nearly fifteen talents. However, his guardians mishandled his fortune, embezzling part of it and neglecting the rest; even his teachers didn't receive their salaries. Because of this, he missed out on the quality education he deserved. Additionally, due to his fragile health, his mother wouldn't let him push himself, and his teachers didn't encourage him to try harder. From the very beginning, he was thin and sickly, earning him the nickname Batalus, which was supposedly given by other boys in mockery of his appearance; Batalus was a soft, weak flute player, the subject of a play written by Antiphanes as a joke.
The first occasion of his eager inclination to oratory, they say, was this. Callistratus, the orator, was to plead in open court for Oropus, and the expectation of the issue of that cause was very great, as well for the ability of the orator, who was then at the height of his reputation, as also for the fame of the action itself. Therefore, Demosthenes, having heard the tutors and schoolmasters agreeing among themselves to be present at this trial, with much importunity persuades his tutor to take him along with him to the hearing; who, having some acquaintance with the doorkeepers, procured a place where the boy might sit unseen, and hear what was said. Callistratus having got the day, and being much admired, the boy began to look upon his glory with emulation, observing how he was courted on all hands, and attended on his way by the multitude; but his wonder was more than all excited by the power of his eloquence, which seemed able to subdue and win over any thing. From this time, therefore, bidding farewell to other sorts of learning and study, he now began to exercise himself, and to take pains in declaiming, as one that meant to be himself also an orator. He made use of Isaeus as his guide to the art of speaking, though Isocrates at that time was giving lessons; whether, as some say, because he was an orphan, and was not able to pay Isocrates his appointed fee of ten minae, or because he preferred Isaeus's speaking, as being more business-like and effective in actual use.
The first time he showed a strong interest in public speaking was like this. Callistratus, the orator, was set to argue in court for Oropus, and there was a lot of excitement about the outcome, both because of the orator's impressive skills at the peak of his career and the significance of the case itself. So, when Demosthenes heard the teachers and schoolmasters planning to attend the trial, he eagerly convinced his tutor to take him along. His tutor, who knew some of the doorkeepers, managed to get Demosthenes a spot where he could sit unseen and listen to the proceedings. After Callistratus won the case and gained widespread admiration, the boy started to see his success with envy, noticing how he was celebrated and followed by the crowd. However, what impressed him the most was Callistratus's persuasive power, which seemed capable of influencing anyone. From that moment on, he decided to focus solely on improving his own speaking skills and to work hard on his rhetoric, aiming to become an orator himself. He studied under Isaeus for guidance in the art of speaking, even though Isocrates was also teaching at the time. Some say this was because he was an orphan and couldn’t afford Isocrates's fee of ten minae, or because he preferred Isaeus's style, which seemed more practical and effective in real situations.
As soon, therefore, as he was grown up to man's estate, he began to go to law with his guardians, and to write orations against them; who, in the meantime, had recourse to various subterfuges and pleas for new trials, and Demosthenes, though he was thus, as Thucydides says, taught his business in dangers, and by his own exertions was successful in his suit, was yet unable for all this to recover so much as a small fraction of his patrimony. He only attained some degree of confidence in speaking, and some competent experience in it. And having got a taste of the honor and power which are acquired by pleadings, he now ventured to come forth, and to undertake public business. And, as it is said of Laomedon, the Orchomenian, that by advice of his physician, he used to run long distances to keep off some disease of his spleen, and by that means having, through labor and exercise, framed the habit of his body, he betook himself to the great garland games, and became one of the best runners at the long race; so it happened to Demosthenes, who, first venturing upon oratory for the recovery of his own private property, by this acquired ability in speaking, and at length, in public business, as it were in the great games, came to have the pre-eminence of all competitors in the assembly. But when he first addressed himself to the people, he met with great discouragements, and was derided for his strange and uncouth style, which was cumbered with long sentences and tortured with formal arguments to a most harsh and disagreeable excess. Besides, he had, it seems, a weakness in his voice, a perplexed and indistinct utterance and a shortness of breath, which, by breaking and disjointing his sentences, much obscured the sense and meaning of what he spoke. So that in the end, being quite disheartened, he foresook the assembly; and as he was walking carelessly and sauntering about the Piraeus, Eunomus, the Thriasian, then a very old man, seeing him, upbraided him, saying that his diction was very much like that of Pericles, and that he was wanting to himself through cowardice and meanness of spirit, neither bearing up with courage against popular outcry, nor fitting his body for action, but suffering it to languish through mere sloth and negligence.
As soon as he became an adult, he started legal battles against his guardians and wrote speeches against them. In the meantime, they used various tricks and requests for new trials. Demosthenes, although he learned the ropes through these challenges and worked hard to succeed in his case, was still unable to recover even a small part of his inheritance. He gained some confidence in speaking and a decent amount of experience. After tasting the honor and power that come from legal arguments, he decided to step up and engage in public matters. Similar to how Laomedon of Orchomenus ran long distances on his doctor’s advice to prevent a health issue and eventually became one of the best runners in major competitions, Demosthenes started practicing oratory to reclaim his private property and developed his speaking skills. Eventually, in the public sphere, he excelled beyond all rivals in the assembly. However, when he first addressed the people, he faced significant discouragement and was mocked for his awkward and strange style, which was cluttered with long sentences and complicated arguments that were excessively harsh and unpleasant. Additionally, he struggled with a weakness in his voice, leading to unclear articulation and shortness of breath, which disrupted his sentences and obscured the meaning of his speech. Ultimately, feeling very discouraged, he withdrew from the assembly. While wandering aimlessly around Piraeus, he was confronted by Eunomus, an elderly man from Thriasus, who criticized him, saying that his way of speaking resembled that of Pericles, and that he was holding himself back due to cowardice and a lack of spirit, failing to stand up against public disapproval or prepare himself physically and allowing himself to decline out of sheer laziness and negligence.
Another time, when the assembly had refused to hear him, and he was going home with his head muffled up, taking it very heavily, they relate that Satyrus, the actor followed him, and being his familiar acquaintance, entered into conversation with him. To whom Demosthenes bemoaned, that although he had been the most industrious of all the pleaders, and had spent almost the whole strength and vigor of his body in that employment, he could not yet find any acceptance with the people, while drunken sots, mariners, and illiterate fellows were heard, and had the hustings for their own. "You say true, Demosthenes," replied Satyrus, "but I will quickly remedy the cause of all this, if you will repeat to me some passage out of Euripides or Sophocles." When Demosthenes had pronounced one, Satyrus presently taking it up after him, gave the same passage, in his rendering of it, such a new form, by accompanying it with the proper mien and gesture, that to Demosthenes it seemed quite another thing. By this being convinced how much grace and ornament language acquires from action, he began to esteem it a small matter, and as good as nothing for a man to exercise himself in declaiming, if he neglected enunciation and delivery. Hereupon he built himself a place under ground to study in (which was still remaining in our time), and hither he would come constantly every day to form his action, and to exercise his voice; and here he would continue, oftentimes without intermission, two or three months together, shaving one half of his head, so that for shame he might not go abroad, though he desired it never so much.
Another time, when the assembly had refused to hear him, and he was going home with his head down, feeling really down about it, they say that Satyrus, the actor, followed him and, being a close friend, started a conversation. Demosthenes lamented that even though he had worked harder than anyone else and had poured all his energy and strength into his speeches, he still couldn’t gain any approval from the people, while drunkards, sailors, and uneducated people were allowed to speak and had the spotlight for themselves. “You’re right, Demosthenes,” Satyrus replied, “but I can quickly fix that if you recite a passage from Euripides or Sophocles to me.” When Demosthenes recited one, Satyrus immediately picked it up and transformed the same passage with his own style, adding the right expressions and gestures, making it seem completely different to Demosthenes. Realizing how much charm and elegance language can gain from performance, he began to see that just practicing speaking wasn’t sufficient if he ignored enunciation and delivery. So he created an underground space to practice in (which was still there in our time) and would come here every day to develop his gestures and work on his voice, spending long stretches of two or three months at a time, shaving one side of his head so he wouldn’t feel embarrassed going out, even though he desperately wanted to.
Nor was this all, but he also made his conversation with people abroad, his common speech, and his business, subservient to his studies, taking from hence occasions and arguments as matter to work upon. For as soon as he was parted from his company, down he would go at once into his study, and run over everything in order that had passed, and the reasons that might be alleged for and against it. Any speeches, also, that he was present at, he would go over again with himself, and reduce into periods; and whatever others spoke to him, or he to them, he would correct, transform, and vary in several ways. Hence it was, that he was looked upon as a person of no great natural genius, but one who owed all the power and ability he had in speaking to labor and industry. He was very rarely heard to speak off-hand, but though he were by name frequently called upon by the people, as he sat in the assembly, yet he would not rise unless he had previously considered the subject, and come prepared for it. So that many of the popular pleaders used to make it a jest against him; and Pytheas once, scoffing at him, said that his arguments smelt of the lamp. To which Demosthenes gave the sharp answer, "It is true, indeed, Pytheas, that your lamp and mine are not conscious of the same things." To others, however, he would not deny it, but would admit frankly enough, that he neither entirely wrote his speeches beforehand, nor yet spoke wholly extempore. And he would affirm, that it was the more truly popular act to use premeditation, such preparation being a kind of respect to the people.
He didn't stop there; he made his conversations with people outside, his everyday speech, and his work revolve around his studies, using them as opportunities and points to work on. As soon as he was done with his company, he would head straight to his study and review everything that had happened, considering the reasons for and against it. Any speeches he had attended, he would replay in his mind and organize into structured thoughts; whatever others said to him or he said to them, he would refine, modify, and tweak in various ways. Because of this, people saw him as someone who didn't have a natural talent for speaking but instead relied on hard work and dedication. He seldom spoke off-the-cuff, even when people often called on him by name in assemblies. He wouldn't stand up unless he had thought about the topic beforehand and was ready for it. This led many popular speakers to mock him; once, Pytheas teased him, saying his arguments reeked of the lamp. Demosthenes shot back with, "It's true, Pytheas, that your lamp and mine aren't aware of the same things." To others, he would admit openly that he neither completely prepared his speeches in advance nor spoke entirely without preparation. He would argue that it was actually more respectful to the audience to take the time to prepare.
How then, some may say, was it, that Aeschines speaks of him as a person much to be wondered at for his boldness in speaking? And, when Lamachus, the Myrinaean, had written a panegyric upon king Philip and Alexander, in which he uttered many things in reproach of the Thebans and Olynthians, and at the Olympic Games recited it publicly, Demosthenes, then rising up, and recounting historically and demonstratively what benefits and advantages all Greece had received from the Thebans and Chalcidians, and on the contrary, what mischiefs the flatterers of the Macedonians had brought upon it, so turned the minds of all that were present that the sophist, in alarm at the outcry against him, secretly made his way out of the assembly. But Demosthenes, it would seem, regarded the reserve and sustained manner of Pericles, and his forbearing to speak on the sudden, or upon every occasion, as being the things to which he principally owed his greatness, and this he followed, and endeavored to imitate, neither wholly neglecting the glory which present occasion offered, nor yet willing too often to expose his faculty to the mercy of chance. For, in fact, the orations which were spoken by him had much more of boldness and confidence in them than those that he wrote. Eratosthenes says that often in his speaking he would be transported into a kind of ecstasy, and Demetrius, that he uttered the famous metrical adjuration to the people,
How then, some might ask, did Aeschines describe him as someone to be admired for his courage in speaking? When Lamachus from Myrina wrote a praise piece about King Philip and Alexander, criticizing the Thebans and Olynthians, and recited it publicly at the Olympic Games, Demosthenes stood up and clearly and specifically shared the historical benefits and advantages that all of Greece had gained from the Thebans and Chalcidians. He contrasted this with the harm that the Macedonian flatterers had caused, so successfully changing the minds of everyone present that the sophist, scared by the uproar against him, quietly left the assembly. It seems that Demosthenes admired the composed and deliberate style of Pericles. He noted Pericles' restraint in not speaking hastily or on every occasion as key to his greatness. Demosthenes tried to emulate this while also seizing the glory of the moment, careful not to overexpose his skills to chance. In reality, the speeches he delivered were filled with more boldness and confidence than those he wrote. Eratosthenes mentioned that while speaking, he would often enter a sort of trance, and Demetrius noted that he delivered the famous metrical appeal to the people.
By the earth, the springs, the rivers, and the streams,
By the earth, the springs, the rivers, and the streams,
as a man inspired, and beside himself. One of the comedians calls him a rhopoperperethras—a loud declaimer about petty matters; from rhopos, small wares, and perperos, a loud talker; and another scoffs at him for the use of antithesis:—
as a man inspired and beside himself. One of the comedians calls him a rhopoperperethras—a loud talker about trivial things; from rhopos, small wares, and perperos, a loud talker; and another mocks him for using antithesis:—
And what he took, took back; a phrase to please The very fancy of Demosthenes.
And what he took, he took back; a phrase to satisfy The refined taste of Demosthenes.
Unless, indeed, this also is meant by Antiphanes for a jest upon the speech on Halonesus, which Demosthenes advised the Athenians not to take at Philip's hands, but to take back.
Unless, of course, this is also meant by Antiphanes as a joke about the speech on Halonesus, which Demosthenes advised the Athenians not to accept from Philip, but to reclaim.
All, however, used to consider Demades, in the mere use of his natural gifts, an orator impossible to surpass, and that in what he spoke on the sudden, he excelled all the study and preparation of Demosthenes. And Ariston, the Chian, has recorded a judgment which Theophrastus passed upon the orators; for being asked what kind of orator he accounted Demosthenes, he answered, "Worthy of the city of Athens;" and then, what he thought of Demades, he answered, "Above it." And the same philosopher reports, that Polyeuctus, the Sphettian, one of the Athenian politicians about that time, was wont to say that Demosthenes was the greatest orator, but Phocion the ablest, as he expressed the most sense in the fewest words. And, indeed, it is related, that Demosthenes himself, as often as Phocion stood up to plead against him, would say to his acquaintance, "Here comes the knife to my speech." Yet it does not appear whether he had this feeling for his powers of speaking, or for his life and character, and meant to say that one word or nod from a man who was really trusted, would go further than a thousand lengthy periods from others.
Everyone used to think that Demades, just by using his natural talents, was an unbeatable orator, and that when he spoke off-the-cuff, he outshined all the preparation of Demosthenes. Ariston from Chios recorded a judgment that Theophrastus made about the orators; when asked what he thought of Demosthenes, he replied, "Worthy of the city of Athens;" and when asked about Demades, he said, "Above it." The same philosopher also noted that Polyeuctus from Sphettos, a politician in Athens at that time, would often say that while Demosthenes was the greatest orator, Phocion was the most capable, as he conveyed the most meaning in the fewest words. In fact, it's said that Demosthenes himself would remark to his friends whenever Phocion stood up to argue against him, "Here comes the knife to my speech." However, it's unclear whether he felt this way about Phocion's speaking ability or his character and life, implying that a single word or nod from someone genuinely respected would carry more weight than a thousand lengthy speeches from others.
Demetrius, the Phalerian, tells us, that he was informed by Demosthenes himself, when old, that the ways he made use of to remedy his natural bodily infirmities and defects were such as these: his inarticulate and stammering pronunciation he overcame and rendered more distinct by speaking with pebbles in his mouth; his voice he disciplined by declaiming and reciting speeches or verses when he was out of breath, while running or going up steep places; and that in his house he had a large looking-glass, before which he would stand and go through his exercises. It is told that some one once came to request his assistance as a pleader, and related how he had been assaulted and beaten. "I am sure," said Demosthenes, "nothing of the kind can have happened to you." Upon which the other, raising his voice, exclaimed loudly, "What, Demosthenes, nothing has been done to me?" "Ah," replied Demosthenes, "now I hear the voice of one that has been injured and beaten." Of so great consequence towards the gaining of belief did he esteem the tone and action of the speaker. When a thief, who had the nickname of the Brazen, was attempting to upbraid him for sitting up late, and writing by candlelight, "I know very well," said he, "that you had rather have all lights out; and wonder not, O ye men of Athens, at the many robberies which are committed, since we have thieves of brass and walls of clay."
Demetrius of Phaleron tells us that he was informed by Demosthenes himself, when he was older, about the methods he used to address his physical weaknesses and defects. He overcame his unclear and stuttering speech by practicing with pebbles in his mouth; he trained his voice by reciting speeches or verses while running or climbing hills, often out of breath; and in his home, he had a large mirror in front of which he would practice his techniques. It's said that someone once came to ask for his help as a speaker and explained how he had been attacked and beaten. "I’m sure," said Demosthenes, "nothing like that could have happened to you." The other man then raised his voice and shouted, "What, Demosthenes, nothing has happened to me?" "Ah," replied Demosthenes, "now I can hear the voice of someone who has been harmed and beaten." He placed a great emphasis on the tone and gestures of the speaker when it came to gaining credibility. When a thief, known as the Brazen, tried to criticize him for staying up late writing by candlelight, Demosthenes replied, "I know very well that you’d prefer all the lights out; and don’t be surprised, O men of Athens, at the many robberies that occur, since we have thieves made of brass and walls made of clay."
His first entering into public business was about the time of the Phocian war. But the object which he chose for himself in the commonwealth was noble and just, the defence of the Greek against Philip; and in this he behaved himself so worthily that he soon grew famous, and excited attention everywhere for his eloquence and courage in speaking. He was admired through all Greece, the king of Persia courted him, and by Philip himself he was more esteemed than all the other orators. His very enemies were forced to confess that they had to do with a man of mark; for such a character even Aeschines and Hyperides give him, where they accuse and speak against him.
His first involvement in public affairs came around the time of the Phocian war. However, his chosen aim in public life was noble and just: the defense of the Greeks against Philip. In this effort, he distinguished himself so well that he quickly became famous and drew attention everywhere for his eloquence and courage in speaking. He was admired throughout Greece, the Persian king sought his favor, and Philip himself held him in higher regard than all the other orators. Even his enemies had to admit they were dealing with a remarkable individual; Aeschines and Hyperides acknowledge this in their accusations and critiques against him.
Demosthenes would never turn aside or prevaricate, either in word or deed. Panaetius, the philosopher, said, that most of his orations were written, as if they were to prove this one conclusion: that only what is honest and virtuous is to be chosen; as that of the Crown, that against Aristocrates, that for the Immunities, and the Philippics; in all which he persuades his fellow-citizens to pursue not that which seems most pleasant, easy, or profitable; but declares over and over again, that they ought in the first place to prefer that which is just and honorable, before their own safety and preservation.
Demosthenes would never back down or lie, whether in his words or actions. Panaetius, the philosopher, noted that most of his speeches were written as if to demonstrate one main idea: that only what is honest and virtuous should be chosen. This includes his speech on the Crown, his speech against Aristocrates, his speech for the Immunities, and the Philippics. In all these, he encourages his fellow citizens to pursue not what seems most pleasant, easy, or profitable, but repeatedly emphasizes that they should prioritize what is just and honorable above their own safety and well-being.
Excepting only Phocion, he far surpassed, even in his life and manners, the other orators of his time. None of them addressed the people so boldly; he attacked the faults, and opposed himself to the unreasonable desires of the multitude, as may be seen in his orations. Theopompus writes, that the Athenians having by name selected Demosthenes, and called upon him to accuse a certain person, he refused to do it; upon which the assembly being all in an uproar, he rose up and said, "Your counselor, whether you will or no, O ye men of Athens, you shall always have me; but a sycophant or false accuser, I shall never be." And his conduct in the case of Antiphon was perfectly aristocratical; whom, after he had been acquitted in the assembly, he took and brought before the court of Areopagus, and, setting at naught the displeasure of the people, convicted him there of having promised Philip to burn the arsenal; whereupon the man was condemned by that court, and suffered for it. He accused, also, Theoris, the priestess, among other misdemeanors, of having instructed and taught the slaves to deceive and cheat their masters, for which the sentence of death was passed upon her, and she was executed.
Except for Phocion, he far outshined the other speakers of his time in both his life and demeanor. None of them spoke to the public as boldly; he called out faults and stood against the unreasonable wishes of the crowd, as seen in his speeches. Theopompus writes that when the Athenians specifically chose Demosthenes and asked him to accuse someone, he refused. This caused an uproar in the assembly, and he stood up and said, "You will always have me as your advisor, whether you want me or not, O men of Athens, but I will never be a slanderer or false accuser." His actions regarding Antiphon were completely aristocratic; after Antiphon had been acquitted in the assembly, Demosthenes took him and brought him before the court of Areopagus, ignoring the people's anger, and convicted him there of having promised Philip to burn the arsenal. As a result, Antiphon was condemned by that court and executed for it. He also accused Theoris, the priestess, among other offenses, of teaching and training slaves to deceive their masters, for which she received the death penalty and was executed.
It was evident, even in time of peace, what course Demosthenes would steer in the commonwealth; for whatever was done by the Macedonian, he criticised and found fault with, and upon all occasions was stirring up the people of Athens, and inflaming them against him. Therefore, in the court of Philip, no man was so much talked of, or of so great account as he; and when he came thither, as one of the ten ambassadors who was sent into Macedonia, his speech was answered with most care and exactness. But in other respects, Philip entertained him not so honorably as the rest, neither did he show him the same kindness and civility with which he applied himself to the party of Aeschines and Philocrates. So that, when the others commended Philip for his able speaking, his beautiful person, nay, and also for his good companionship in drinking, Demosthenes could not refrain from cavilling at these praises; the first, he said, was a quality which might well enough become a rhetorician, the second a woman, and the last was only the property of a sponge; no one of them was the proper commendation of a prince.
It was clear, even during peacetime, what direction Demosthenes would take in the government; for whatever the Macedonian did, he criticized and found fault with, and he was always stirring up the people of Athens and fueling their animosity against him. Therefore, in Philip's court, no one was as talked about or held in such high regard as he was; and when he arrived there as one of the ten ambassadors sent to Macedonia, his speech was met with great attention and precision. However, in other ways, Philip did not treat him as honorably as the others, nor did he show him the same kindness and courtesy he extended to the followers of Aeschines and Philocrates. So, when the others praised Philip for his eloquence, good looks, and even his drinking company, Demosthenes couldn't help but criticize these compliments; he said that the first was a quality suited for a rhetorician, the second for a woman, and the last merely a trait of a sponge; none of them were the true qualities to praise in a leader.
Not long after, he undertook an embassy through the States of Greece, which he solicited and so far incensed against Philip, that a few only excepted, he brought them all into a general league. So that, besides the forces composed of the citizens themselves, there was an army consisting of fifteen
Not long after, he took on a mission across the states of Greece, which he requested and stirred up so strongly against Philip that, with only a few exceptions, he united them all into a general alliance. So, in addition to the forces made up of the citizens themselves, there was an army made up of fifteen
thousand foot and two thousand horse, and the money to pay these strangers was levied and brought in with great cheerfulness. On which occasion it was, says Theophrastus, on the allies requesting that their contributions for the war might be ascertained and stated, Crobylus, the orator, made use of the saying, "War can't be fed at so much a day." Now was all Greece up in arms, and in great expectation what would be the event. The Euboeans, the Achaeans, the Corinthians, the Megarians, the Leucadians, and Corcyraeans, their people and their cities, were all joined together in a league. But the hardest task was yet behind, left for Demosthenes, to draw the Thebans into this confederacy with the rest. Their country bordered next upon Attica, they had great forces for the war, and at that time they were accounted the best soldiers of all Greece, but it was no easy matter to make them break with Philip, who by many good offices, had so lately obliged them in the Phocian war; especially considering how the subjects of dispute and variance between the two cities were continually renewed and exasperated by petty quarrels, arising out of the proximity of their frontiers.
a thousand infantry and two thousand cavalry, and the funds to pay these outsiders were raised and collected with great enthusiasm. On this occasion, it is said by Theophrastus that when the allies asked for their contributions for the war to be assessed and reported, Crobylus, the speaker, used the saying, "War can't be supported at this daily cost." At this point, all of Greece was mobilized and eagerly anticipating the outcome. The Euboeans, Achaeans, Corinthians, Megarians, Leucadians, and Corcyraeans, along with their people and cities, all came together in an alliance. However, the toughest task still lay ahead for Demosthenes: to persuade the Thebans to join this coalition as well. Their territory bordered Attica, they had significant military strength, and at that time they were considered the best soldiers in all of Greece. But it was not easy to convince them to break ties with Philip, who had recently supported them in the Phocian war; especially considering that the disputes and tensions between the two cities were constantly reignited by minor conflicts arising from their neighboring borders.
But after Philip, puffed up with his good success at Amphissa, on a sudden surprised Elatea and possessed himself of Phocis, the Athenians were in a great consternation, none durst venture to rise up to speak, all were at a loss, and the whole assembly was in silence and perplexity. In this extremity of affairs, Demosthenes was the only man who appeared, his counsel to them being alliance with the Thebans. And having in other ways encouraged the people, and, as his manner was, raised their spirits up with hopes, he, with some others was sent ambassador to Thebes. To oppose him, as Marsyas says, Philip also sent thither his envoys. Now the Thebans, in their consultations, were well enough aware what suited best with their own interest, but every one had before his eye the terrors of war, and their losses in the Phocian troubles were still recent: but such was the force and power of the orator, fanning up their courage, and firing their emulation, that, casting away every thought of prudence, fear, or obligation, in a sort of divine possession, they chose the path of honor, to which his words invited them. And this success, thus accomplished by an orator, was thought to be so glorious and of such consequence, that Philip immediately sent heralds to treat and petition for a peace: all Greece was aroused, and up in arms to help. And the commanders-in-chief, not only of Attica, but of Boeotia, applied themselves to Demosthenes, and observed his directions. He managed all the assemblies of the Thebans, no less than those of the Athenians; he was beloved both by the one and by the other, and exercised the same supreme authority with both; and that not by unfair means, or without just cause, but it was no more than was due to his merit.
But after Philip, feeling proud of his victory at Amphissa, suddenly took Elatea and took control of Phocis, the Athenians were in a state of panic; no one dared to speak up, everyone was confused, and the whole assembly was silent and troubled. In this crisis, Demosthenes was the only one who stepped up, advising them to form an alliance with the Thebans. After encouraging the people in various ways and, as he usually did, lifting their spirits with hope, he, along with a few others, was sent as an ambassador to Thebes. In response, as Marsyas states, Philip also sent his envoys there. The Thebans, during their discussions, understood what was best for their interests, but everyone was still haunted by the fear of war, and their recent losses from the Phocian troubles were fresh in their minds. However, the strength and influence of the orator ignited their courage and competitive spirit so much that they disregarded all thoughts of caution, fear, or obligation, and in a sort of inspired frenzy, they chose the honorable path his words urged them to take. This achievement brought about by a speaker was seen as so glorious and significant that Philip quickly sent heralds to negotiate and request peace; all Greece was stirred and ready to help. The military leaders, not only from Attica but also from Boeotia, turned to Demosthenes and followed his guidance. He managed all the assemblies of the Thebans just as he did those of the Athenians; he was respected by both sides and held the same high authority with each, and that was not through unfair means or without just reason, but simply because it was deserved.
But there was, it should seem, some divinely-ordered fortune, commissioned, in the revolution of things, to put a period at this time to the liberty of Greece, which opposed and thwarted all their actions, and by many signs foretold what should happen. Such were the sad predictions uttered by the Pythian priestess, and this old oracle cited out of the Sibyl's verses:
But it seems that there was some divine fate at work, designed to bring an end to Greece's freedom at this time, which countered and obstructed all their efforts, and offered many signs of what was to come. These were the grim predictions made by the Pythian priestess, and this ancient oracle mentioned in the Sibyl's verses:
The battle on Thermodon that shall be Safe at a distance I desire to see, Far, like an eagle, watching in the air. Conquered shall weep, and conqueror perish there.
I want to watch the battle at Thermodon from a safe distance, like an eagle soaring in the sky. The defeated will cry, and the victor will fall there.
This Thermodon, they say, is a little rivulet here in our country in Chaeronea, running into the Cephisus. But we know of none that is so called at the present time; and can only conjecture that the streamlet which is now called Haemon, and runs by the Temple of Hercules, where the Greeks were encamped, might perhaps in those days be called Thermodon.
This Thermodon is said to be a small stream here in our country in Chaeronea, flowing into the Cephisus. However, we don't know of any stream by that name today; we can only guess that the stream now known as Haemon, which runs by the Temple of Hercules where the Greeks camped, might have been called Thermodon back then.
But of Demosthenes it is said, that he had such great confidence in the Greek forces, and was so excited by the sight of the courage and resolution of so many brave men ready to engage the enemy, that he would by no means endure they should give any heed to oracles, or hearken to prophecies, but gave out that he suspected even the prophetess herself, as if she had been tampered with to speak in favor of Philip. He put the Thebans in mind of Epaminondas, the Athenians of Pericles, who always took their own measures and governed their actions by reason, looking upon things of this kind as mere pretexts for cowardice. Thus far, therefore, Demosthenes acquitted himself like a brave man. But in the fight he did nothing honorable, nor was his performance answerable to his speeches. For he fled, deserting his place disgracefully, and throwing away his arms, not ashamed, as Pytheas observed, to belie the inscription written on his shield, in letters of gold, "With good fortune."
But about Demosthenes, it is said that he had such strong confidence in the Greek forces and was so inspired by the sight of so many brave men ready to face the enemy that he absolutely refused to let them pay any attention to oracles or listen to prophecies. He even claimed that he suspected the prophetess herself, as if she had been influenced to speak favorably about Philip. He reminded the Thebans of Epaminondas and the Athenians of Pericles, who always took their own initiatives and guided their actions with reason, viewing such matters as just excuses for cowardice. Up to this point, therefore, Demosthenes acted like a brave man. However, in the fight, he did nothing honorable, and his performance did not match his speeches. He fled, abandoning his position disgracefully and throwing away his weapons, not embarrassed, as Pytheas noted, to contradict the inscription written on his shield in gold letters, "With good fortune."
In the meantime Philip, in the first moment of victory, was so transported with joy, that he grew extravagant, and going out, after he had drunk largely, to visit the dead bodies, he chanted the first words of the decree that had been passed on the motion of Demosthenes,
In the meantime, Philip, in his initial moment of triumph, was so overwhelmed with joy that he became excessive, and after drinking quite a bit, he went out to see the dead bodies and recited the first lines of the decree that had been passed on Demosthenes' proposal,
The motion of Demosthenes, Demosthenes's son, dividing it metrically into feet, and marking the beats.
The motion of Demosthenes, Demosthenes's son, breaking it down into feet and marking the beats.
But when he came to himself, and had well considered the danger he was lately under, he could not forbear from shuddering at the wonderful ability and power of an orator who had made him hazard his life and empire on the issue of a few brief hours. The fame of it also reached even to the court of Persia, and the king sent letters to his lieutenants, commanding them to supply Demosthenes with money, and to pay every attention to him, as the only man of all the Greeks who was able to give Philip occupation and find employment for his forces near home, in the troubles of Greece.
But when he came to his senses and thought about the danger he had recently faced, he couldn't help but shudder at the incredible skills and power of an orator who had made him risk his life and empire based on just a few short hours. The news even reached the court of Persia, and the king sent letters to his commanders, instructing them to provide Demosthenes with funds and to give him their full attention, recognizing him as the only Greek capable of keeping Philip occupied and engaging his forces back home, amid the turmoil in Greece.
At this time, however, upon the ill success which now happened to the Greeks, those of the contrary faction in the commonwealth turned upon Demosthenes, and took the opportunity to frame several informations and indictments against him. But the people not only acquitted him of these accusations, but continued towards him their former respect, and when the bones of those who had been slain at Chaeronea were brought home to be solemnly interred, Demosthenes was the man they chose to make the funeral oration. The speech, therefore, was spoken by Demosthenes. But the subsequent decrees he would not allow to be passed in his own name, but made use of those of his friends, one after another, looking upon his own as unfortunate and inauspicious; till at length he took courage again after the death of Philip, who did not long outlive his victory at Chaeronea. And this, it seems, was that which was foretold in the last verse of the oracle,
At this time, however, due to the failure that befell the Greeks, those who opposed Demosthenes in the government seized the chance to create various accusations and charges against him. But the people not only cleared him of these claims but also maintained their previous respect for him. When the remains of those who had died at Chaeronea were brought back for a formal burial, Demosthenes was chosen to deliver the funeral speech. So, the speech was made by Demosthenes. However, he refused to allow the subsequent decrees to be passed under his own name, opting instead to use the names of his friends one after another, viewing his own name as unfortunate and inauspicious. Eventually, he regained his confidence after the death of Philip, who did not survive long after his victory at Chaeronea. This seems to align with what was foretold in the last line of the oracle,
Conquered shall weep, and conqueror perish there.
The defeated will weep, and the victor will perish there.
Demosthenes had secret intelligence of the death of Philip, and laying hold of this opportunity to prepossess the people with courage and better hopes for the future, he came into the assembly with a cheerful countenance, pretending to have had a dream that presaged some great good fortune for Athens; and, not long after, arrived the messengers who brought the news of Philip's death. No sooner had the people received it, but immediately they offered sacrifice to the gods, and decreed that Pausanias should be presented with a crown. Demosthenes appeared publicly in a rich dress, with a chaplet on his head, though it were but the seventh day since the death of his daughter, as is said by Aeschines, who upbraids him upon this account, and rails at him as one void of natural affection towards his children. Whereas, Aeschines rather betrays himself to be of a poor spirit, if he really means to make wailings and lamentation the only signs of a gentle and affectionate nature. I must commend the behavior of Demosthenes, who leaving tears and lamentations and domestic sorrows to the women, made it his business to attend to the interests of the commonwealth.
Demosthenes had secret information about Philip's death, and seizing this chance to inspire the people with courage and better hopes for the future, he entered the assembly with a happy face, pretending to have had a dream that predicted great fortune for Athens; shortly after, messengers arrived with the news of Philip's death. As soon as the people received it, they immediately offered sacrifices to the gods and decided that Pausanias should be awarded a crown. Demosthenes showed up publicly in fine clothes, wearing a garland on his head, even though it had only been seven days since the death of his daughter, as Aeschines pointed out, criticizing him for this and accusing him of being indifferent to his children. However, Aeschines himself reveals a poor character if he truly believes that displaying tears and sorrow is the only way to show a caring and loving nature. I must praise Demosthenes for prioritizing the welfare of the state over personal grief and sorrow, which he left for the women.
But now to return to my narrative. The cities of Greece were inspirited once more by the efforts of Demosthenes to form a league together. The Thebans, whom he had provided with arms, set upon their garrison, and slew many of them; the Athenians made preparations to join their forces with them; Demosthenes ruled supreme in the popular assembly, and wrote letters to the Persian officers who commanded under the king in Asia, inciting them to make war upon the Macedonian, calling him child and simpleton. But as soon as Alexander had settled matters in his own country, and come in person with his army into Boeotia, down fell the courage of the Athenians, and Demosthenes was hushed; the Thebans, deserted by them, fought by themselves, and lost their city. After which, the people of Athens, all in distress and great perplexity, resolved to send ambassadors to Alexander, and amongst others, made choice of Demosthenes for one; but his heart failing him for fear of the king's anger, he returned back from Cithaeron, and left the embassy. In the mean time, Alexander sent to Athens, requiring eight of the orators to be delivered up to him,—Demosthenes, Polyeuctus, Ephialtes, Lycurgus, Moerocles, Demon, Callisthenes, and Charidemus. It was upon this occasion that Demosthenes related to them the fable in which the sheep are said to deliver up their dogs to the wolves; himself and those who with him contended for the people's safety, being, in his comparison, the dogs that defended the flock, and Alexander "the Macedonian arch wolf." He further told them, "As we see corn-dealers sell their whole stock by a few grains of wheat which they carry about with them in a dish, as a sample of the rest, so you, by delivering up us, who are but a few, do at the same time unawares surrender up yourselves all together with us." The Athenians were deliberating, and at a loss what to do, when Demades, having agreed with the persons whom Alexander had demanded, for five talents, undertook to go ambassador, and to intercede with the king for them; and, whether it was that he relied on his friendship and kindness, or that he hoped to find him satiated, as a lion glutted with slaughter, he certainly went, and prevailed with him both to pardon the men, and to be reconciled to the city.
But now let’s go back to my story. The cities of Greece were energized again by Demosthenes’ efforts to create a united league. The Thebans, whom he had equipped with weapons, attacked their garrison and killed many of them; the Athenians got ready to join forces with them. Demosthenes had a strong influence in the popular assembly and sent letters to the Persian commanders under the king in Asia, urging them to wage war against the Macedonian, calling him a child and a fool. However, as soon as Alexander resolved issues in his homeland and personally arrived with his army in Boeotia, the Athenians' courage crumbled, and Demosthenes fell silent; the Thebans, abandoned by the Athenians, fought alone and lost their city. Consequently, the people of Athens, filled with distress and confusion, decided to send ambassadors to Alexander, choosing Demosthenes as one of them; but he, fearing the king’s anger, turned back from Cithaeron and withdrew from the mission. Meanwhile, Alexander sent a message to Athens, demanding that eight orators be handed over to him—Demosthenes, Polyeuctus, Ephialtes, Lycurgus, Moerocles, Demon, Callisthenes, and Charidemus. It was during this time that Demosthenes shared a fable about how sheep surrendered their dogs to the wolves; he and those who stood with him for the people's safety were, in his analogy, the dogs protecting the flock, and Alexander was “the Macedonian arch wolf.” He went on to say, "Just as grain merchants sell their entire stock by showing a few grains in a dish as a sample, by handing us over, who are just a few, you unknowingly surrender yourselves along with us." The Athenians were debating and unsure of what to do when Demades, having come to an agreement with those Alexander had demanded for five talents, volunteered to be the ambassador and plead with the king for them; whether he relied on his friendship and goodwill or hoped to find him sated like a lion after a hunt, he certainly went, and successfully persuaded him to pardon the men and reconcile with the city.
So he and his friends, when Alexander went away, were great men, and Demosthenes was quite put aside. Yet when Agis, the Spartan, made his insurrection, he also for a short time attempted a movement in his favor; but he soon shrunk back again, as the Athenians would not take any part in it, and, Agis being slain, the Lacedaemonians were vanquished. During this time it was that the indictment against Ctesiphon, concerning the Crown, was brought to trial. The action was commenced a little before the battle in Chaeronea, when Chaerondas was archon, but it was not proceeded with till about ten years after, Aristophon being then archon. Never was any public cause more celebrated than this, alike for the fame of the orators, and for the generous courage of the judges, who, though at that time the accusers of Demosthenes, were in the height of power, and supported by all the favor of the Macedonians, yet would not give judgment against him, but acquitted him so honorably, that Aeschines did not obtain the fifth part of their suffrages on his side, so that, immediately after, he left the city, and spent the rest of his life in teaching rhetoric about the island of Rhodes, and upon the continent in Ionia.
So he and his friends, when Alexander left, were prominent figures, while Demosthenes was largely disregarded. However, when Agis, the Spartan, launched his uprising, Demosthenes briefly tried to support him; but he quickly backed off when the Athenians refused to get involved, and after Agis was killed, the Lacedaemonians were defeated. During this period, the trial against Ctesiphon regarding the Crown was initiated. The action began shortly before the battle at Chaeronea, when Chaerondas was archon, but it didn't move forward until about ten years later, with Aristophon as archon at that time. No public case has ever been as famous as this, both for the prominence of the orators and for the brave integrity of the judges, who, although they were then the accusers of Demosthenes, were at the peak of their power and favored by the Macedonians, yet refused to convict him, instead acquitting him so honorably that Aeschines didn’t even receive a fifth of their votes, leading him to leave the city immediately afterward and spend the rest of his life teaching rhetoric on the island of Rhodes and in Ionia.
It was not long after that Harpalus fled from Alexander, and came to Athens out of Asia; knowing himself guilty of many misdeeds into which his love of luxury had led him, and fearing the king, who was now grown terrible even to his best friends. Yet this man had no sooner addressed himself to the people, and delivered up his goods, his ships, and himself to their disposal, but the other orators of the town had their eyes quickly fixed upon his money, and came in to his assistance, persuading the Athenians to receive and protect their suppliant. Demosthenes at first gave advice to chase him out of the country, and to beware lest they involved their city in a war upon an unnecessary and unjust occasion. But some few days after, as they were taking an account of the treasure, Harpalus, perceiving how much he was pleased with a cup of Persian manufacture, and how curiously he surveyed the sculpture and fashion of it, desired him to poise it in his hand, and consider the weight of the gold. Demosthenes, being amazed to feel how heavy it was asked him what weight it came to. "To you," said Harpalus, smiling, "it shall come with twenty talents." And presently after, when night drew on, he sent him the cup with so many talents. Harpalus, it seems, was a person of singular skill to discern a man's covetousness by the air of his countenance, and the look and movement of his eyes. For Demosthenes could not resist the temptation, but admitting the present, like an armed garrison, into the citadel of his house, he surrendered himself up to the interest of Harpalus. The next day he came into the assembly with his neck swathed about with wool and rollers, and when they called on him to rise up and speak, he made signs as if he had lost his voice. But the wits, turning the matter to ridicule, said that certainly the orator had been seized that night with no other than a silver quinsy. And soon after, the people, becoming aware of the bribery, grew angry, and would not suffer him to speak, or make any apology for himself, but ran him down with noise; and one man stood up and cried out, "What, ye men of Athens, will you not hear the cup-bearer?" So at length they banished Harpalus out of the city; and fearing lest they should be called to account for the treasures which the orators had purloined, they made a strict inquiry, going from house to house.
It wasn't long before Harpalus ran away from Alexander and arrived in Athens from Asia. He knew he was guilty of many wrongs due to his love for luxury and feared the king, who had become frightening even to his closest friends. As soon as he spoke to the people and handed over his possessions, ships, and himself for their judgment, the other town speakers quickly focused on his wealth and rushed to help him, convincing the Athenians to accept and protect him. Demosthenes initially advised them to expel him from the city and warned against getting involved in a conflict for an unnecessary and unjust reason. However, a few days later, while they were assessing the treasure, Harpalus noticed how much Demosthenes admired a Persian cup and how closely he examined its design and craftsmanship. He asked Demosthenes to hold the cup and feel its weight. Amazed by how heavy it was, Demosthenes asked how much it weighed. "For you," said Harpalus with a smile, "it will be twenty talents." Shortly after, when night fell, he sent the cup along with the talents. Harpalus seemed to have a unique ability to sense a person's greed from their expressions and the way they looked and moved. Demosthenes couldn’t resist the temptation and accepted the gift, essentially allowing Harpalus's interests to take over. The next day, he came into the assembly with his neck wrapped in wool and bandages. When they called on him to speak, he gestured as if he had lost his voice. The crowd, turning the situation into a joke, remarked that the orator must have been struck by a silver quinsy that night. Soon after, when the people realized he had been bribed, they became furious and wouldn’t let him speak or defend himself, drowning him out with noise. One man stood up and shouted, "What, men of Athens, will you not listen to the cup-bearer?" In the end, they banished Harpalus from the city, and fearing repercussions for the treasures that the speakers had taken, they conducted a thorough investigation, going from house to house.
Demosthenes resisted the inquisition, and proposed a decree to refer the business to the court of Areopagus, and to punish those whom that court should find guilty. But being himself one of the first whom the court condemned, when he came to the bar, he was fined fifty talents, and committed to prison; where, out of shame of the crime for which he was condemned, and through the weakness of his body, growing incapable of supporting the confinement, he made his escape, by the carelessness of some and by the connivance of others of the citizens. He did not show much fortitude in his banishment, spending his time for the most part in Aegina and Troezen, and, with tears in his eyes, looking towards the country of Attica. The young men that came to visit and converse with him, he deterred from meddling with state affairs, telling them, that if at first two ways had been proposed to him, the one leading to the speaker's stand and the assembly, the other going direct to destruction, and he could have foreseen the many evils which attend those who deal in public business, such as fears, envies, calumnies, and contentions, he would certainly have taken that which led straight on to his death.
Demosthenes opposed the investigation and suggested a decree to send the matter to the Areopagus court and to punish those found guilty by that court. However, he was one of the first to be condemned by the court. When he appeared before them, he was fined fifty talents and sent to prison. Because he was ashamed of the crime for which he was convicted and due to the physical weakness that made it hard for him to endure imprisonment, he escaped, aided by the negligence of some and the complicity of others among the citizens. He didn't show much strength during his exile, mostly spending his time in Aegina and Troezen, with tears in his eyes as he gazed toward Attica. He discouraged young men from getting involved in politics, telling them that if he had been given two options—one leading to the speaker's platform and the assembly, and the other directly to ruin—and if he could have predicted the numerous difficulties associated with public life, like fears, jealousy, slander, and conflicts, he would have chosen the path that led straight to his death.
But now happened the death of Alexander, while Demosthenes was in this banishment which we have been speaking of. And the Greeks were once again up in arms, encouraged by the brave attempts of Leosthenes, who was then drawing a circumvallation about Antipater, whom he held close besieged in Lamia. Pytheas, therefore, the orator, and Callimedon, called the Crab, fled from Athens, and taking sides with Antipater, went about with his friends and ambassadors to keep the Greeks from revolting and taking part with the Athenians. But, on the other side, Demosthenes, associating himself with the ambassadors that came from Athens, used his utmost endeavors and gave them his best assistance in persuading the cities to fall unanimously upon the Macedonians, and to drive them out of Greece. With this conduct the people of Athens were so well pleased, that they decreed the recall of Demosthenes from banishment. The decree was brought in by Demon the Paeanian, cousin to Demosthenes. So they sent him a ship to Aegina, and he landed at the port of Piraeus, where he was met and joyfully received by all the citizens, not so much as an Archon or a priest staying behind. And Demetrius, the Magnesian, says, that he lifted up his hands towards heaven, and blessed this day of his happy return, as far more honorable than that of Alcibiades; since he was recalled by his countrymen, not through any force or constraint put upon them, but by their own good-will and free inclinations. There remained only his pecuniary fine, which, according to law, could not be remitted by the people. But they found out a way to elude the law. It was a custom with them to allow a certain quantity of silver to those who were to furnish and adorn the altar for the sacrifice of Jupiter Soter. This office, for that turn, they bestowed on Demosthenes, and for the performance of it ordered him fifty talents, the very sum in which he was condemned.
But now the death of Alexander occurred while Demosthenes was in the exile we've been discussing. The Greeks were once again ready for battle, inspired by the brave efforts of Leosthenes, who was building a blockade around Antipater, whom he had trapped in Lamia. Pytheas, the orator, and Callimedon, nicknamed the Crab, fled from Athens and joined Antipater, going around with his allies and ambassadors to prevent the Greeks from rebelling and siding with the Athenians. On the other hand, Demosthenes joined forces with the ambassadors from Athens, doing everything he could to help persuade the cities to unite against the Macedonians and drive them out of Greece. The people of Athens were so pleased with his actions that they decided to bring Demosthenes back from exile. The motion was introduced by Demon the Paeanian, Demosthenes' cousin. They sent him a ship to Aegina, and he arrived at the port of Piraeus, where he was met and celebrated by all the citizens, with not a single Archon or priest left out. Demetrius, the Magnesian, wrote that he raised his hands to heaven and blessed the day of his joyful return, considering it far more honorable than that of Alcibiades, since he was welcomed back by his fellow citizens out of their own goodwill and free will, not through any coercion. The only remaining issue was his monetary fine, which the law stated could not be waived by the people. However, they found a way to get around the law. It was customary for them to allocate a certain amount of silver to those who were responsible for providing and decorating the altar for the sacrifice to Jupiter Soter. This task was then assigned to Demosthenes, and they allocated him fifty talents, exactly the amount of his fine.
Yet it was no long time that he enjoyed his country after his return, the attempts of the Greeks being soon all utterly defeated. And in the month of Pyanepsion following Demosthenes died after this manner.
Yet he didn’t enjoy his country for long after his return, as the Greeks’ attempts were quickly crushed. And in the month of Pyanepsion that followed, Demosthenes died in this way.
Upon the report that Antipater was coming to Athens, Demosthenes with his party took their opportunity to escape privily out of the city; but sentence of death was, upon the motion of Demades, passed upon them by the people. They dispersed themselves, flying some to one place, some to another; and Antipater sent about his soldiers into all quarters to apprehend them. Archias, formerly an actor, was their captain, and was thence called the exile-hunter. This Archias finding Hyperides the orator, Aristonicus and Himeraeus in Aegina, took them by force out of the temple of Aeacus, whither they had fled for safety, and sent them to Antipater, and put them all to death; and Hyperides, they say, had his tongue cut out.
Upon hearing that Antipater was coming to Athens, Demosthenes and his group took the chance to sneak out of the city. However, at the suggestion of Demades, the people sentenced them to death. They scattered, with some fleeing to one place and some to another, while Antipater sent his soldiers to capture them everywhere. Archias, a former actor, led the effort and earned the nickname "the exile-hunter." Archias found the orator Hyperides, along with Aristonicus and Himeraeus, in Aegina and forcibly took them from the temple of Aeacus, where they had sought refuge. He sent them to Antipater, and they were all executed; it’s said that Hyperides had his tongue cut out.
Demosthenes, he heard, had taken sanctuary at the temple of Neptune at Calauria, and, crossing over thither in some light vessels, as soon as he had landed himself, and the Thracian spear-men that came with him, he endeavored to persuade Demosthenes to accompany him to Antipater, as if he should meet with no hard usage from him. But Demosthenes, in his sleep the night before, had a strange dream. It seemed to him that he was acting a tragedy, and contended with Archias for the victory; and though he acquitted himself well, and gave good satisfaction to the spectators, yet for want of better furniture and provision for the stage, he lost the day. And so, while Archias was discoursing to him with many expressions of kindness, he sat still in the same posture, and looking up steadfastly upon him, said: "O Archias, I am as little affected by your promises now as I used formerly to be by your acting." Archias at this beginning to grow angry and to threaten him, "Now," said Demosthenes, "you speak like the genuine Macedonian oracle; before you were but acting a part. Therefore forebear only a little, while I write a word or two home to my family." Having thus spoken, he withdrew into the temple, and taking a scroll, as if he meant to write, he put the reed into his mouth, and biting it, as he was wont to do when he was thoughtful or writing, he held it there for some time. Then he bowed down his head and covered it. The soldiers that stood at the door, supposing all this to proceed from want of courage and fear of death, in derision called him effeminate, and faint-hearted, and coward. And Archias, drawing near, desired him to rise up, and repeating the same kind things he had spoken before, he once more promised him to make his peace with Antipater. But Demosthenes, perceiving that now the poison had pierced and seized his vitals, uncovered his head, and fixing his eyes upon Archias, "Now," said he, "as soon as you please you may commence the part of Creon in the tragedy, and cast out this body of mine unburied. But, O gracious Neptune, I, for my part, while I am yet alive, arise up and depart out of this sacred place; though Antipater and the Macedonians have not left so much as thy temple unpolluted." After he had thus spoken and desired to be held up, because already he began to tremble and stagger, as he was going forward, and passing by the altar, he fell down, and with a groan gave up the ghost.
Demosthenes heard that he had taken refuge at the temple of Neptune in Calauria. He crossed over in some small boats, and as soon as he landed with the Thracian spearmen who came with him, he tried to convince Demosthenes to come with him to Antipater, suggesting that he wouldn't face any harsh treatment from him. However, the night before, Demosthenes had a strange dream. He felt like he was performing a tragedy and competing against Archias for the win. Even though he did well and impressed the audience, he lost because he didn't have the right equipment and stage setup. While Archias was speaking to him with many kind words, Demosthenes stayed still, looking at him intently, and said, "Oh Archias, I'm as unaffected by your promises now as I used to be by your performances." Archias began to get angry and threatened him. "Now," Demosthenes replied, "you sound just like a true Macedonian oracle; before, you were just playing a role. So, give me a moment while I write a word or two to my family." After saying this, he went into the temple, and taking a scroll as if to write, he put the reed in his mouth, biting it as he often did when he was deep in thought or writing, and held it there for a while. Then he bowed his head and covered it. The soldiers at the door, mistaking this for cowardice and fear of death, mocked him, calling him soft, faint-hearted, and a coward. Archias came closer, asking him to stand up, repeating the same kind words he had said before, and promising once again to make peace with Antipater. But Demosthenes, realizing the poison had already taken hold, uncovered his head, fixed his gaze on Archias, and said, "Now, whenever you’re ready, you can start playing the role of Creon in the tragedy and bury my body without a grave. But, oh gracious Neptune, for my part, while I’m still alive, I will rise and leave this sacred place; even though Antipater and the Macedonians have not spared your temple from defilement." After speaking these words, as he began to tremble and stagger, he asked to be supported. As he moved forward and passed by the altar, he collapsed and, with a groan, breathed his last.
Ariston says that he took the poison out of a reed, as we have shown before. And Eratosthenes also says that he kept the poison in a hollow ring, which he wore about his arm. There are various other statements made by the many authors who have related the story, but there is no need to enter into their discrepancies; yet I must not omit what is said by Demochares, the relation of Demosthenes, who is of opinion, it was not by the help of poison that he met with no sudden and so easy a death, but that by the singular favor and providence of the gods he was thus rescued from the cruelty of the Macedonians. He died on the sixteenth of Pyanepsion, the most sad and solemn day of the Thesmophoria, which the women observe by fasting in the temple of the goddess.
Ariston claims he extracted the poison from a reed, as we've mentioned before. Eratosthenes also states he stored the poison in a hollow ring that he wore on his arm. Many other authors have shared varying accounts of the story, but there's no need to delve into their disagreements. However, I must mention what Demochares, who was related to Demosthenes, said: he believed that Demosthenes didn’t have such a sudden and easy death because of poison, but rather that he was saved from the cruelty of the Macedonians by the special favor and guidance of the gods. He died on the sixteenth of Pyanepsion, the saddest and most solemn day of the Thesmophoria, which women observe by fasting in the goddess's temple.
Soon after his death, the people of Athens bestowed on him such honors as he had deserved. They erected his statue of brass; they decreed that the eldest of his family should be maintained in the Prytaneum; and on the base of his statue was engraven the famous inscription,—
Soon after his death, the people of Athens honored him as he deserved. They built a bronze statue in his memory; they decided that the eldest member of his family should be supported in the Prytaneum; and on the base of his statue was engraved the famous inscription,—
Had you for Greece been strong, as wise you were, The Macedonian had not conquered her.
If you had been strong for Greece, as wise as you were, The Macedonian would not have conquered her.
A little before we went to Athens, the following incident was said to have happened. A soldier, being summoned to appear before his superior officer, and answer to an accusation brought against him, put a little gold which he had into the hands of Demosthenes's statue. The fingers of this statue were folded one within another, and near it grew a small plane-tree, from which many leaves, either accidentally blown thither by the wind, or placed so on purpose by the man himself, falling together, and lying round about the gold, concealed it for a long time. In the end, the soldier returned, and found his treasure entire, and the fame of this incident was spread abroad. And many ingenious persons of the city competed with each other, on this occasion, to vindicate the integrity of Demosthenes, in several epigrams which they made on the subject.
A little before we went to Athens, the following incident was said to have happened. A soldier, summoned to appear before his superior officer and respond to an accusation against him, placed some gold he had into the hands of a statue of Demosthenes. The fingers of this statue were curled into each other, and nearby, a small plane tree grew, which dropped many leaves that either blew there by chance or were intentionally placed there by the soldier himself, covering the gold for a long time. Eventually, the soldier returned and found his treasure untouched, and word of this incident spread widely. Many clever individuals in the city competed to prove the integrity of Demosthenes through various epigrams they created on the subject.
As for Demades, he did not long enjoy the new honors he now came in for, divine vengeance for the death of Demosthenes pursuing him into Macedonia, where he was justly put to death by those whom he had basely flattered.
As for Demades, he didn’t enjoy the new honors for long. Divine retribution for the death of Demosthenes caught up with him in Macedonia, where he was justly executed by those he had shamelessly flattered.
CICERO
It is generally said that Helvia, the mother of Cicero, was well born; but of his father nothing is reported but in extremes. For whilst some would have him the son of a fuller, and educated in that trade, others carry back the origin of his family to Tullus Attius, an illustrious king of the Volscians, who waged war not without honor against the Romans. However, he who first of that house was surnamed Cicero seems to have been a person worthy to be remembered; since those who succeeded him not only did not reject, but were fond of that name, though vulgarly made a matter of reproach. For the Latins call a vetch Cicer, and a nick or dent at the tip of his nose, which resembled the opening in a vetch, gave him the surname of Cicero.
It’s commonly said that Helvia, Cicero’s mother, came from a good family; but there are mixed reports about his father. Some say he was the son of a fuller and was raised in that trade, while others trace his family's roots back to Tullus Attius, a notable king of the Volscians, who fought honorably against the Romans. However, the first person in that family to be called Cicero seems to be someone worth remembering; those who came after him not only accepted but also embraced that name, even though it was often used as an insult. This is because the Latins call a vetch "Cicer," and a nick or dent at the tip of his nose, which looked like the opening in a vetch, gave him the name Cicero.
Cicero, whose story I am writing, is said to have replied with spirit to some of his friends, who recommended him to lay aside or change the name when he first stood for office and engaged in politics, that he would make it his endeavor to render the name of Cicero more glorious than that of the Scauri and Catuli. And when he was quaestor in Sicily, and was making an offering of silver plate to the gods, and had inscribed his two names, Marcus and Tullius, instead of the third, he jestingly told the artificer to engrave the figure of a vetch by them.
Cicero, whose story I’m sharing, is said to have responded with spirit to some of his friends who suggested he should change his name when he first ran for office and got involved in politics. He declared that he would work to make the name Cicero more illustrious than that of the Scauri and Catuli. While serving as quaestor in Sicily, when he was making an offering of silver plate to the gods, he inscribed his two names, Marcus and Tullius, instead of a third name, and jokingly told the craftsman to engrave a vetch next to them.
Cicero was born on the third of January, the same day on which now the magistrates of Rome pray and sacrifice for the emperor. As soon as he was of an age to begin to have lessons, he became so distinguished for his talent, and got such a name and reputation amongst the boys, that their fathers would often visit the school, that they might see young Cicero, and might be able to say that they themselves had witnessed the quickness and readiness in learning for which he was renowned. And the more rude among them used to be angry with their children, to see them, as they walked together, receiving Cicero with respect into the middle place. And being, as Plato would have the scholar-like and philosophical temper, eager for every kind of learning, and indisposed to no description of knowledge or instruction, he showed, however, a more peculiar propensity to poetry; and there is a poem now extant, made by him when a boy, in tetrameter verse, called Pontius Glaucus. And afterwards, when he applied himself more curiously to these accomplishments, he had the name of being not only the best orator, but also the best poet of Rome. And the glory of his rhetoric still remains, notwithstanding the many new modes in speaking since his time; but his verses are forgotten and out of all repute, so many ingenious poets have followed him.
Cicero was born on January 3rd, the same day when the magistrates of Rome now pray and offer sacrifices for the emperor. As soon as he was old enough to start lessons, he quickly distinguished himself with his talent and earned a notable reputation among his peers. Their fathers would often visit the school to see young Cicero, eager to say they had witnessed his quickness and readiness for learning, for which he was well-known. The more rough-around-the-edges fathers would get angry when they saw their children respectfully making room for Cicero. With a mindset that Plato would admire for its scholarly and philosophical nature, Cicero was eager for all kinds of knowledge and instruction, but he showed a particular inclination for poetry; he even wrote a tetrameter poem as a boy called Pontius Glaucus. Later, as he dedicated himself more seriously to these pursuits, he became known not only as the best orator but also as the best poet in Rome. The glory of his rhetoric endures, even with so many new speaking styles emerging since his time; however, his poetry has been forgotten and lost favor as many talented poets have come after him.
Leaving his juvenile studies, he became an auditor of Philo the Academic, whom the Romans, above all the other scholars of Clitomachus, admired for his eloquence and loved for his character. He also sought the company of the Mucii, who were eminent statesmen and leaders in the senate, and acquired from them a knowledge of the laws. For some short time he served in arms under Sylla, in the Marsian war. But perceiving the commonwealth running into factions, and from faction all things tending to an absolute monarchy, he betook himself to a retired and contemplative life, and conversing with the learned Greeks, devoted himself to study, till Sylla had obtained the government.
Leaving his studies as a youth, he became a student of Philo the Academic, who was admired by the Romans above all the other scholars of Clitomachus for his eloquence and loved for his character. He also sought the company of the Mucii, who were prominent statesmen and leaders in the Senate, and learned from them about the laws. For a short time, he served in the military under Sylla during the Marsian war. However, noticing the state slipping into factions, and how those factions were leading to an absolute monarchy, he chose to live a quiet and reflective life, engaging with learned Greeks and dedicating himself to study, until Sylla took control of the government.
At this time, Chrysogonus, Sylla's emancipated slave, having laid an information about an estate belonging to one who was said to have been put to death by proscription, had bought it himself for two thousand drachmas. And when Roscius, the son and heir of the dead, complained, and demonstrated the estate to be worth two hundred and fifty talents, Sylla took it angrily to have his actions questioned, and preferred a process against Roscius for the murder of his father, Chrysogonus managing the evidence. None of the advocates durst assist him, but fearing the cruelty of Sylla, avoided the cause. The young man, being thus deserted, came for refuge to Cicero. Cicero's friends encouraged him, saying he was not likely ever to have a fairer and more honorable introduction to public life; he therefore undertook the defence, carried the cause, and got much renown for it.
At this time, Chrysogonus, Sylla's freed slave, had filed a claim about a property that belonged to someone who was said to have been killed due to proscription. He ended up buying it himself for two thousand drachmas. When Roscius, the son and heir of the deceased, complained and proved that the estate was worth two hundred and fifty talents, Sylla took offense at having his actions questioned and initiated legal proceedings against Roscius for his father’s murder, with Chrysogonus managing the evidence. None of the lawyers dared to assist him, fearing Sylla's cruelty, and steered clear of the case. The young man, feeling abandoned, sought refuge with Cicero. Cicero’s friends encouraged him, saying he would likely never have a better opportunity to enter public life honorably; as a result, he took on the defense, won the case, and gained a lot of recognition for it.
But fearing Sylla, he traveled into Greece, and gave it out that he did so for the benefit of his health. And indeed he was lean and meagre, and had such a weakness in his stomach that he could take nothing but a spare and thin diet, and that not till late in the evening. His voice was loud and good, but so harsh and ill-managed that in vehemence and heat of speaking he always raised it to so high a tone, that there seemed to be reason to fear for his health.
But fearing Sylla, he went to Greece, claiming it was for his health. He was indeed thin and gaunt, suffering from such stomach issues that he could only eat a light and sparse diet, and that not until late in the evening. His voice was loud and strong, but so harsh and poorly controlled that in the intensity and passion of speaking, he always raised it to such a high pitch that it seemed concerning for his health.
At Athens, he became a hearer of Antiochus of Ascalon, with whose fluency and elegance of diction he was much taken, although he did not approve of his innovations in doctrine. And Cicero made up his mind that if he should be disappointed of any employment in the commonwealth, to retire from pleading and politics, and pass his life quietly in the study of philosophy.
At Athens, he became a student of Antiochus of Ascalon, whose smoothness and style he really admired, even though he didn’t agree with his changes in teachings. Cicero decided that if he didn’t get any position in the government, he would step away from law and politics and live a simple life focused on studying philosophy.
But after he had received the news of Sylla's death, and his body, strengthened again by exercise, had grown vigorous, and his voice was rendered sweet and full to the ear, his friends at Rome earnestly solicited him by letters to return to public affairs. He, therefore, again prepared for use his orator's instrument of rhetoric, and summoned into action his political faculties, diligently exercising himself in declamations, and attending the most celebrated rhetoricians of the time. He sailed from Athens for Asia and Rhodes. Among the Asian masters, he conversed with Xenocles of Adramyttium, Dionysius of Magnesia, and Menippus of Caria; at Rhodes, he studied oratory with Apollonius, the son of Molon, and philosophy with Posidonius. Apollonius, we are told, not understanding Latin, requested Cicero to declaim in Greek. He complied willingly, thinking that his faults would thus be better pointed out to him. After he finished, all his other hearers were astonished, and vied with each other in praising him, but Apollonius showed no signs of excitement while he was hearing him, and now, when he had finished, sat musing for some time, without any remark. And when Cicero was discomposed at this, he said, "You have my praise and admiration, Cicero, and Greece my pity and commiseration, since those arts and that eloquence which are the only glories that remain to her, will now be transferred by you to Rome."
But after he got the news of Sylla's death, and with his body strengthened again by exercise, he became vigorous, and his voice sounded sweet and full to the ear. His friends in Rome strongly urged him through letters to get back into public life. So, he prepared his rhetorical skills again and activated his political abilities, diligently practicing declamations and attending the most famous rhetoricians of the time. He sailed from Athens to Asia and Rhodes. While in Asia, he spoke with Xenocles of Adramyttium, Dionysius of Magnesia, and Menippus of Caria; in Rhodes, he studied oratory with Apollonius, the son of Molon, and philosophy with Posidonius. Apollonius, who did not understand Latin, asked Cicero to speak in Greek. He agreed willingly, thinking that this would help highlight his mistakes. After he finished, all his other listeners were amazed and competed in praising him, but Apollonius showed no signs of excitement while listening, and once he finished, he sat quietly for some time without saying anything. When Cicero became uneasy about this, Apollonius said, "You have my praise and admiration, Cicero, and Greece my pity and sympathy, since the skills and eloquence that are her only remaining glories will now be transferred by you to Rome."
And now when Cicero, full of expectation, was again bent upon political affairs, a certain oracle blunted the edge of his inclination; for consulting the god of Delphi how he should attain most glory, the Pythoness answered, "By making your own genius and not the opinion of the people the guide of your life;" and therefore at first he passed his time in Rome cautiously, and was very backward in pretending to public offices, so that he was at that time in little esteem, and had got the names, so readily given by low and ignorant people in Rome, of Greek and Scholar. But when his own desire of fame and the eagerness of his father and relations had made him take in earnest to pleading, he made no slow or gentle advance to the first place, but shone out in full lustre at once, and far surpassed all the advocates at the bar. At first, it is said, he as well as Demosthenes, was defective in his delivery, and on that account paid much attention to the instructions, sometimes of Roscius, the comedian, and sometimes of Aesop, the tragedian. They tell of this Aesop, that while representing in the theatre Atreus deliberating the revenge of Thyestes, he was so transported beyond himself in the heat of action, that he struck with his sceptre one of the servants, who was running across the stage, so violently, that he laid him dead upon the place. And such afterwards was Cicero's delivery, that it did not a little contribute to render his eloquence persuasive. He used to ridicule loud speakers, saying that they shouted because they could not speak, like lame men who get on horseback because they cannot walk. And his readiness and address in wit and sarcasm were thought to suit a pleader well.
And now, when Cicero was eager and focused on his political ambitions, a certain prophecy dampened his enthusiasm. Consulting the oracle at Delphi on how to achieve the most glory, the priestess replied, "By following your own instinct and not the opinions of the crowd." So, at first, he was careful and reserved in Rome and hesitated to pursue public positions, which led to him being looked down upon and labeled with the dismissive terms "Greek" and "Scholar" by the common and uninformed people of Rome. However, when his own desire for fame, along with the encouragement from his father and family, pushed him to take his legal career seriously, he quickly rose to prominence and stood out among all the lawyers at the bar. It’s said that at first, like Demosthenes, he struggled with his delivery and, as a result, sought the guidance of Roscius, the comedian, and Aesop, the tragedian. They say that while portraying Atreus contemplating revenge against Thyestes, Aesop became so caught up in his performance that he struck one of the servants, who was running across the stage, with his scepter so hard that he killed him on the spot. Cicero’s delivery eventually became similarly impressive and greatly enhanced the effectiveness of his eloquence. He would mock those who spoke too loudly, saying they yelled because they couldn’t articulate well, just like lame men who ride horses because they cannot walk. His quick wit and skillful use of sarcasm were seen as beneficial traits for a lawyer.
He was appointed quaestor in a great scarcity of corn, and had Sicily for his province, where, at first, he displeased many, by compelling them to send in their provisions to Rome, yet after they had had experience of his care, justice, and clemency, they honored him more than ever they did any of their governors before. It happened, also, that some young Romans of good and noble families, charged with neglect of discipline and misconduct in military service, were brought before the praetor in Sicily. Cicero undertook their defence, which he conducted admirably, and got them acquitted. So returning to Rome with a great opinion of himself for these things, a ludicrous incident befell him, as he tells us himself. Meeting an eminent citizen in Campania, whom he accounted his friend, he asked him what the Romans said and thought of his actions, as if the whole city had been filled with the glory of what he had done. His friend asked him in reply, "Where is it you have been, Cicero?" Utterly mortified and cast down, he perceived that the report of his actions had sunk into the city of Rome as into an immense ocean, without any visible effect or result in reputation.
He was appointed quaestor during a severe shortage of grain and had Sicily as his province. Initially, he upset many by forcing them to send their supplies to Rome. However, once they experienced his care, fairness, and kindness, they respected him more than any of their previous governors. Additionally, some young Romans from reputable families were brought before the praetor in Sicily for neglecting discipline and misbehaving in military service. Cicero took on their defense, which he handled brilliantly, and managed to get them acquitted. Returning to Rome with a boosted sense of self from these achievements, a funny incident happened to him, as he recounts. He ran into a prominent citizen in Campania, whom he considered a friend, and asked what people in Rome were saying about him, as if the entire city was buzzing with admiration for his deeds. His friend replied, "Where have you been, Cicero?" Feeling completely embarrassed and disheartened, he realized that the news of his actions had sunk into the city of Rome like a stone in a vast ocean, leaving no trace or impact on his reputation.
On beginning to apply himself more resolutely to public business, he remarked it as unreasonable that artificers, using vessels and instruments inanimate, should know the name, place, and use of every one of them, and yet the statesman, whose instruments for carrying out public measures are men, should be negligent and careless in the knowledge of persons. And so he not only acquainted himself with the names, but also knew the very place where every one of the more eminent citizens dwelt, what lands he possessed, his friends and his neighbors, and when he traveled on any road in Italy, he could readily name and show the estates and seats of his acquaintances. Having a small competency for his own expenses, it was much wondered at that he took neither fees nor gifts from his clients, and especially, that he did not do so when he undertook the prosecution of Verres. This Verres, who had been praetor of Sicily, and stood charged by the Sicilians with many evil practices during his government there, Cicero succeeded in getting condemned, not by speaking, but, as it were, by holding his tongue. For the praetors, favoring Verres, had deferred the trial by several adjournments to the last day, in which it was evident there could not be sufficient time for the advocates to be heard, and the cause brought to an issue. Cicero, therefore, came forward, and said there was no need of speeches; and after producing and examining witnesses, he required the judges to proceed to sentence. Many witty sayings are on record, as having been used by Cicero on the occasion. When a man named Caecilius, one of the freed slaves, who was said to be given to Jewish practices, would have put by the Sicilians, and undertaken the prosecution of Verres himself, Cicero asked, "What has a Jew to do with swine?" verres being the Roman word for a boar. And when Verres began to reproach Cicero with effeminate living, "You ought," replied he, "to use this language at home, to your sons;" Verres having a son who had fallen into disgraceful courses. Hortensius, the orator, not daring directly to undertake the defence of Verres, was yet persuaded to appear for him at the laying on of the fine, and received an ivory sphinx for his reward; and when Cicero, in some passage of his speech, obliquely reflected on him, and Hortensius told him he was not skilful in solving riddles, "No," said Cicero, "and yet you have the Sphinx in your house!"
On starting to focus more seriously on public duties, he found it unreasonable that craftsmen, who use lifeless tools and equipment, knew the name, location, and purpose of each one, while politicians, whose tools for implementing public policies are people, were so careless and uninformed about individuals. So, he not only learned the names but also knew exactly where every notable citizen lived, what land they owned, their friends and neighbors. When he traveled anywhere in Italy, he could easily name and point out the estates and homes of his acquaintances. Despite having only a small income for his own expenses, it was surprising that he accepted neither fees nor gifts from his clients, especially when he took on the prosecution of Verres. This Verres, who had been praetor of Sicily and was accused by the Sicilians of many misdeeds during his time in office, Cicero managed to get convicted, not through lengthy speeches but, in a way, by staying quiet. The praetors, supporting Verres, had postponed the trial multiple times until the last day, making it clear there wouldn’t be enough time for the lawyers to present their cases. Therefore, Cicero stepped up and stated that speeches weren’t necessary; after presenting and questioning witnesses, he urged the judges to move to a verdict. Many clever remarks by Cicero from that occasion have been recorded. When a man named Caecilius, one of the freed slaves thought to engage in Jewish practices, tried to dismiss the Sicilians and take on the prosecution of Verres himself, Cicero asked, "What does a Jew have to do with pigs?" since "verres" is the Roman word for a boar. When Verres began to shame Cicero for being soft, he replied, "You should speak like that at home to your sons," referring to Verres’ son, who had fallen into disgrace. Hortensius, the orator, too afraid to directly defend Verres, was convinced to represent him when it came time to impose the fine and received an ivory sphinx as payment; when Cicero, during part of his speech, subtly hinted at him, and Hortensius remarked that he wasn’t good at solving riddles, Cicero replied, "No, but you still have the Sphinx in your house!"
Verres was thus convicted; though Cicero, who set the fine at seventy-five myriads, lay under the suspicion of being corrupted by bribery to lessen the sum. But the Sicilians, in testimony of their gratitude, came and brought him all sorts of presents from the island, when he was aedile; of which he made no private profit himself, but used their generosity only to reduce the public price of provisions.
Verres was convicted; however, Cicero, who set the fine at seventy-five myriads, was suspected of being bribed to lower the amount. But the Sicilians, in a show of gratitude, came and brought him various gifts from the island while he was aedile; he did not profit personally from their generosity but used it solely to lower the public price of provisions.
He had a very pleasant seat at Arpi, he had also a farm near Naples, and another near Pompeii, but none were of any great value. The portion of his wife, Terentia, amounted to ten myriads, and he had a bequest valued at nine myriads of denarii: upon these he lived in a liberal but temperate style, with the learned Greeks and Romans that were his familiars. He rarely, if at any time, sat down to meat till sunset, and that not so much on account of business as for his health and the weakness of his stomach. He was otherwise in the care of his body nice and delicate, appointing himself, for example, a set number of walks and rubbings. And after this manner managing the habit of his body, he brought it in time to be healthful, and capable of supporting many great fatigues and trials. His father's house he made over to his brother, living himself near the Palatine Hill, that he might not give the trouble of long journeys to those that made suit to him. And, indeed, there were not fewer daily appearing at his door, to do their court to him, than there were that came to Crassus for his riches, or to Pompey for his power among the soldiers, these being at that time the two men of the greatest repute and influence in Rome. Nay, even Pompey himself used to pay court to Cicero, and Cicero's public actions did much to establish Pompey's authority and reputation in the state.
He had a nice place in Arpi, a farm near Naples, and another near Pompeii, but none were particularly valuable. His wife Terentia had a share worth ten myriads, and he received a bequest valued at nine myriads of denarii. With this, he lived comfortably but modestly, among the educated Greeks and Romans who were his friends. He rarely sat down for a meal before sunset, and this was more for his health and his sensitive stomach than because of work. He was careful and particular about his health, setting aside specific times for walks and massages. By managing his routine this way, he eventually became healthy and able to endure many hardships and challenges. He transferred his father’s house to his brother and chose to live near Palatine Hill, so that those who sought him out wouldn’t have to travel far. In fact, just as many people came to his door seeking his favor as came to Crassus for his wealth or to Pompey for his military influence—these two were the most respected and powerful figures in Rome at that time. Even Pompey himself would seek Cicero’s favor, and Cicero’s public actions greatly helped to strengthen Pompey’s authority and reputation in the state.
Numerous distinguished competitors stood with him for the praetor's office; but he was chosen before them all, and managed the decision of causes with justice and integrity. It is related that Licinius Macer, a man himself of great power in the city, and supported also by the assistance of Crassus, was accused before him of extortion, and that, in confidence on his own interest and the diligence of his friends, whilst the judges were debating about the sentence, he went to his house, where hastily trimming his hair and putting on a clean gown, as already acquitted, he was setting off again to go to the Forum; but at his hall door meeting Crassus, who told him that he was condemned by all the votes, he went in again, threw himself upon his bed, and died immediately. This verdict was considered very creditable to Cicero, as showing his careful management of the courts of justice.
Many respected competitors ran for the praetor's office alongside him; however, he was elected above all of them and handled legal cases with fairness and integrity. It's said that Licinius Macer, a powerful man in the city who had the backing of Crassus, was accused of extortion in front of him. Confident in his own influence and the support of his friends, while the judges were discussing the verdict, he went home. After quickly fixing his hair and putting on a clean gown, believing he was already cleared, he was about to head back to the Forum. But upon reaching his front door, he encountered Crassus, who informed him that he had been condemned by all the votes. He returned inside, collapsed on his bed, and died immediately. This verdict was seen as very commendable for Cicero, demonstrating his careful handling of the justice system.
Yet he was preferred to the consulship no less by the nobles than the common people for the good of the city; and both parties jointly assisted his promotion, for the following reasons. The change of government made by Sylla, which at first seemed a senseless one, by time and usage had now come to be considered by the people no unsatisfactory settlement. But there were some that endeavored to alter and subvert the whole present state of affairs, not from any good motives, but for their own private gain; and Pompey being at this time employed in the wars with the kings of Pontus and Armenia, there was no sufficient force at Rome to suppress any attempts at a revolution. These people had for their head a man of bold, daring, and restless character, Lucius Catiline, who was accused, besides other great offences, of killing his own brother; and fearing to be prosecuted at law, he persuaded Sylla to set his brother down, as though he were yet alive, amongst those that were to be put to death by proscription. This man the profligate citizens choosing for their captain, gave faith to one another, amongst other pledges, by sacrificing a man and eating of his flesh; and a great part of the young men of the city were corrupted by him, he providing for every one pleasures and drink, and profusely supplying the expense of their debauches. Etruria, moreover, had all been excited to revolt, as well as a great part of Gaul within the Alps. But Rome itself was in the most dangerous inclination to change on account of the unequal distribution of wealth and property, those of highest rank and greatest spirit having impoverished themselves by shows, entertainments, running for office, and sumptuous buildings, and the riches of the city had thus fallen into the hands of mean and low-born persons. So that it required but a slight impetus to set all in motion, it being in the power of any daring man to overturn a sickly commonwealth.
Yet he was preferred for the consulship by both the nobles and the common people for the good of the city; both groups worked together to support his rise for several reasons. The change in government initiated by Sylla, which initially seemed pointless, had come to be seen by the people as an acceptable arrangement over time. However, some individuals sought to completely change and undermine the current situation, not out of goodwill, but for their own benefit; and with Pompey engaged in wars against the kings of Pontus and Armenia, there was insufficient force in Rome to quash any attempts at rebellion. These individuals were led by a bold, daring, and restless man, Lucius Catiline, who was also accused of several serious crimes, including the murder of his own brother. Fearing legal prosecution, he convinced Sylla to include his brother on the list of those to be executed in the proscription, as if he were still alive. This man, chosen as their leader by corrupt citizens, made agreements with them, including one that involved sacrificing a man and consuming his flesh. A large portion of the city's youth fell under his influence, as he catered to their desires for pleasure and drink, lavishly funding their excesses. Moreover, Etruria was stirred up to revolt, along with a significant part of Gaul within the Alps. Yet Rome itself was dangerously poised for change due to the uneven distribution of wealth and property, with those of high status and ambition having ruined themselves through extravagant displays, entertainment, running for office, and grand buildings, while the city's wealth shifted into the hands of lowly and unworthy individuals. It would take just a small push to ignite chaos, as any bold individual could easily topple a fragile republic.
Catiline, however, being desirous of procuring a strong position to carry out his designs, stood for the consulship, and had great hopes of success, thinking he should be appointed, with Caius Antonius as his colleague, who was a man fit to lead neither in a good cause nor in a bad one, but might be a valuable accession to another's power. The greater part of the good and honest citizens apprehending these things, put Cicero upon standing for the consulship; whom the people readily receiving, Catiline was put by, so that he and Caius Antonius were chosen, although amongst the competitors he was the only man descended from the father of the equestrian, and not of the senatorial, order.
Catiline, wanting to secure a strong position to carry out his plans, ran for the consulship and was hopeful for success, believing he would be appointed alongside Caius Antonius, who was not fit to lead in either a good or bad cause but could be a useful asset to someone else's power. Most of the good and honest citizens, recognizing these issues, encouraged Cicero to run for the consulship; the people quickly embraced him, leaving Catiline behind. As a result, he and Caius Antonius were elected, even though Catiline was the only one among the candidates with a heritage linked to the equestrian order rather than the senatorial one.
Though the designs of Catiline were not yet publicly known, yet considerable trouble immediately followed Cicero's entrance upon the consulship. For, on the one side, those who were disqualified by the laws of Sylla from holding any public offices, being neither inconsiderable in power nor in number, came forward as candidates and entreated the people; on the other hand, the tribunes of the people proposed laws to the same purpose, constituting a commission of ten persons, with unlimited powers, in whom as supreme governors should be vested the right of selling the public lands of all Italy and Syria and Pompey's new conquests, of judging and banishing whom they pleased, of planting colonies, of taking money out of the treasury, and of levying and paying what soldiers should be though needful. And several of the nobility favored this law, but especially Caius Antonius, Cicero's colleague, in hopes of being one of the ten. But what gave the greatest fear to the nobles was, that he was thought privy to the conspiracy of Catiline, and not to dislike it because of his great debts.
Though Catiline's plans were not yet publicly known, significant trouble immediately followed Cicero's start in the consulship. On one side, those barred from holding public office by Sulla's laws, who were significant in influence and numbers, came forward as candidates and pleaded with the people; on the other hand, the tribunes proposed laws to create a commission of ten people with unlimited powers. This commission would act as supreme governors with the authority to sell public lands across all of Italy and Syria and Pompey's new conquests, to judge and exile anyone they wanted, to establish colonies, to withdraw money from the treasury, and to draft and pay soldiers as they deemed necessary. Several nobles supported this law, especially Caius Antonius, Cicero's colleague, who hoped to be one of the ten. However, what worried the nobles the most was the belief that he was involved in Catiline's conspiracy and not opposed to it due to his significant debts.
Cicero, endeavoring in the first place to provide a remedy against this danger, procured a decree assigning to Antonius the province of Macedonia, he himself declining that of Gaul, which was offered to him. And this piece of favor so completely won over Antonius, that he was ready to second, like a hired player, whatever Cicero said for the good of the country. And now, having made his colleague tame and tractable, he could with greater courage attack the conspirators. Therefore, in the senate, making an oration against the law of the ten commissioners, he so confounded those who proposed it, that they had nothing to reply.
Cicero, first trying to address this danger, secured a decree giving Antonius the province of Macedonia, while he himself turned down the offer of Gaul. This act of kindness completely swayed Antonius, making him eager to support whatever Cicero proposed for the good of the country, almost like a hired actor. With his colleague now more compliant, Cicero felt bolder in confronting the conspirators. So, in the Senate, he delivered a speech against the law proposed by the ten commissioners, leaving those who suggested it speechless and unable to respond.
For Cicero, it may be said, was the one man, above all others, who made the Romans feel how great a charm eloquence lends to what is good, and how invincible justice is if it be well presented. An incident occurred in the theatre, during his consulship, which showed what his speaking could do. Formerly the knights of Rome were mingled in the theatre with the common people, and took their places amongst them just as it happened; but when Marcus Otho became praetor he distinguished them from the other citizens, and appointed them special seats, which they still enjoy as their place in the theatre. This the common people took as an indignity done to them, and, therefore, when Otho appeared in the theatre they hissed him; the knights, on the contrary, received him with loud clapping. The people repeated and increased their hissing; the knights continued their clapping. Upon this, turning upon one another, they broke out into insulting words, so that the theatre was in great disorder. Cicero, being informed of it, came himself to the theatre, and summoning the people into the temple of Bellona, he so effectually chid and chastised them for it, that, again returning into the theatre, they received Otho with loud applause, contending with the knights as to who should give him the greatest demonstrations of honor and respect.
For Cicero, it's fair to say he was the one person, more than anyone else, who made the Romans realize how much charisma eloquence adds to what is right and how unstoppable justice can be when presented well. An incident occurred in the theater during his time as consul that demonstrated the power of his speeches. Previously, the knights of Rome sat in the theater mixed in with the general public and took their seats as they pleased. However, when Marcus Otho became praetor, he separated them from the other citizens and assigned them special seats, which they still have today. The common people took this as an insult, so when Otho appeared in the theater, they hissed at him, while the knights greeted him with loud applause. The crowd's hissing grew louder, and the knights kept clapping. In response, they began exchanging insults, causing chaos in the theater. Cicero, hearing about this, went to the theater himself and called the people to the temple of Bellona. He effectively scolded and reprimanded them, so that when they returned to the theater, they welcomed Otho with loud applause, competing with the knights to show him the greatest honor and respect.
The conspirators with Catiline, at first cowed and disheartened, began presently to take courage again. And assembling together, they exhorted one another boldly to undertake the design before Pompey's return. But the old soldiers of Sylla were Catiline's chief stimulus to action. They had been disbanded all about Italy, but the greatest number and the fiercest of them lay scattered among the cities of Etruria entertaining themselves with dreams of new plunder and rapine among the hoarded riches of Italy. These, having for their leader Manlius, who had served with distinction in the wars under Sylla, joined themselves to Catiline, and came to Rome to assist him with their suffrages at the election. For he again aspired for the consulship, having resolved to kill Cicero in a tumult at the elections. The divine powers seemed to give intimation of the coming troubles, by earthquakes, thunderbolts and strange appearances. Nor was human evidence wanting, certain enough in itself, though not sufficient to convict the noble and powerful Catiline. Therefore Cicero, deferring the day of election, summoned Catiline into the senate, and questioned him as to the charges made against him. Catiline, believing there were many in the senate desirous of change, and to give a specimen of himself to the conspirators present, returned an audacious answer. "What harm," said he, "when I see two bodies, the one lean and consumptive with a head, the other one great and strong without one, if I put a head to that body which wants one?" This covert representation of the senate and the people excited yet greater apprehensions in Cicero. He put on armor, and was attended from his house by the noble citizens in a body; and a number of the young men went with him into the Plain. Here, designedly letting his tunic slip partly off from his shoulders, he showed his armor underneath, and discovered his danger to the spectators, who, being much moved at it, gathered around about him for his defence. At length, Catiline was by general suffrage again put by, and Silanus and Murena chosen consuls.
The conspirators with Catiline, initially shaken and discouraged, soon found their courage again. They gathered together and encouraged each other to boldly go forward with their plan before Pompey returned. The veterans of Sulla were Catiline's main motivation for action. They had been disbanded all over Italy, but the majority and the fiercest among them were scattered in the cities of Etruria, entertaining fantasies of new plunder and seizing the wealth of Italy. These men, led by Manlius—who had distinguished himself in wars under Sulla—joined Catiline and came to Rome to support him with their votes in the election. He was once again aiming for the consulship, having resolved to eliminate Cicero during a riot at the polls. The divine forces seemed to signal the impending turmoil through earthquakes, thunderstorms, and strange phenomena. There was also human evidence, certainly enough on its own, although not enough to incriminate the noble and powerful Catiline. As a result, Cicero postponed the election day, summoned Catiline to the Senate, and questioned him about the allegations against him. Catiline, believing that there were many in the Senate wanting change and wanting to make a statement to the conspirators present, responded boldly. "What harm," he said, "if I see two bodies, one lean and emaciated with a head, the other big and strong without one, if I put a head on that body that lacks one?" This veiled reference to the Senate and the people increased Cicero's fears. He put on armor and was escorted from his house by noble citizens; a group of young men accompanied him into the Plain. There, letting his tunic slip partly off his shoulders, he revealed his armor underneath, displaying his danger to the spectators, who were deeply affected and gathered around him for protection. Eventually, Catiline was again rejected by a general vote, and Silanus and Murena were elected consuls.
Not long after this, Catiline's soldiers got together in a body in Etruria, and began to form themselves into companies, the day appointed for the design being near at hand. About midnight, some of the principal and most powerful citizens of Rome, Marcus, Crassus, Marcus Marcellus, and Scipio Metellus went to Cicero's house, where, knocking at the gate, and calling up the porter, they commanded him to awake Cicero, and tell him they were there. The business was this: Crassus's porter after supper had delivered to him letters brought by an unknown person. Some of them were directed to others, but one to Crassus, without a name; this only Crassus read, which informed him that there was a great slaughter intended by Catiline, and advised him to leave the city. The others he did not open, but went with them immediately to Cicero, being affrighted at the danger, and to free himself of the suspicion he lay under for his familiarity with Catiline. Cicero, considering the matter, summoned the senate at break of day. The letters he brought with him, and delivered them to those to whom they were directed, commanding them to read them publicly; they all alike contained an account of the conspiracy. And when Quintus Arrius, a man of praetorian dignity, recounted to them, how soldiers were collecting in companies in Etruria, and Manlius was stated to be in motion with a large force, hovering about those cities, in expectation of intelligence from Rome, the senate made a decree to place all in the hands of the consuls, who should undertake the conduct of everything, and do their best to save the state. This was not a common thing, but only done by the senate in cases of imminent danger.
Not long after this, Catiline's soldiers gathered in Etruria and started forming companies, as the day for their plan was approaching. Around midnight, some of Rome's leading citizens—Marcus, Crassus, Marcus Marcellus, and Scipio Metellus—went to Cicero's house. They knocked on the gate and called for the porter, instructing him to wake Cicero and let him know they were there. The situation was this: Crassus's porter had delivered letters to him after dinner, brought by an unknown messenger. Some were addressed to others, but one was specifically for Crassus and didn't have a name; this was the only one Crassus read. It warned him about a planned massacre by Catiline and advised him to leave the city. He didn't open the other letters but went straight to Cicero, feeling frightened by the danger and wanting to clear himself of any suspicion about his connection with Catiline. Cicero, after considering the matter, called the senate together at dawn. He brought the letters with him and handed them to the intended recipients, ordering them to read them publicly; they all detailed the conspiracy. When Quintus Arrius, a man of praetorian rank, recounted how soldiers were gathering in Etruria and reported that Manlius was moving with a large force, waiting for news from Rome, the senate decided to place everything in the hands of the consuls, who would manage the situation and do their best to protect the state. This was not a usual practice; it was only done by the senate in cases of imminent danger.
After Cicero had received this power, he committed all affairs outside to Quintus Metellus; but the management of the city he kept in his own hands. Such a numerous attendance guarded him every day when he went abroad that the greater part of the forum was filled with his train when he entered it. Catiline, impatient of further delay, resolved himself to break forth and go to Manlius; but he commanded Marcius and Cethegus to take their swords and go early in the morning to Cicero's gates, as if only intending to salute him, and then to fall upon him and slay him. A noble lady, Fulvia, coming by night, discovered this to Cicero, bidding him beware of Cethegus and Marcius. They came by break of day, and being denied entrance, made an outcry and disturbance at the gates, which excited all the more suspicion. But Cicero, going forth, summoned the senate into the temple of Jupiter Stator, which stands at the end of the Sacred Street, going up to the Palatine. And when Catiline with others of his party also came, as though intending to make his defence, none of the senators would sit by him, but all of them left the bench where he had placed himself. And when he began to speak, they interrupted him with outcries. At length, Cicero, standing up, commanded him to leave the city; for, since one governed the commonwealth with words, the other with arms, it was necessary that there should be a wall betwixt them. Catiline, therefore, immediately left the town, with three hundred armed men; and assuming, like a magistrate, the rods, axes, and military ensigns, he went to Manlius, and having got together a body of near twenty thousand men, with these he marched to the several cities, endeavoring to persuade or force them to revolt. It being now come to open war, Antonius was sent forth to fight him.
After Cicero gained this power, he handed over all external matters to Quintus Metellus, while keeping control of the city himself. Each day, he had such a large crowd following him when he was out that most of the forum was filled with his group when he entered. Catiline, tired of waiting, decided to act and go to Manlius; he ordered Marcius and Cethegus to grab their swords and go early in the morning to Cicero's gates, pretending they only wanted to greet him, then to attack and kill him. A noblewoman, Fulvia, came at night and warned Cicero about Cethegus and Marcius, advising him to be careful. They arrived at dawn, and when they were denied entry, they caused a commotion at the gates, which raised further suspicion. But Cicero stepped outside and called the senate to the temple of Jupiter Stator, located at the end of the Sacred Street, leading up to the Palatine. When Catiline and others from his faction showed up, acting as if they were there to defend themselves, none of the senators chose to sit with him, and they all left the bench he had occupied. When he tried to speak, they interrupted him with shouts. Finally, Cicero stood up and ordered him to leave the city; since one ruled the republic with words and the other with weapons, it was essential to put up a barrier between them. So, Catiline immediately left the town with three hundred armed men; taking on the authority of a magistrate, he carried the rods, axes, and military symbols, heading to Manlius. Once there, he gathered nearly twenty thousand followers and marched to various cities, trying to either persuade or force them to rebel. Now that open war had begun, Antonius was dispatched to confront him.
The remainder of those in the city whom he had corrupted, Cornelius Lentulus kept together and encouraged. He had the surname Sura, and was a man of a noble family, but a dissolute liver, who for his debauchery was formerly turned out of the senate, and was now holding the office of praetor for the second time, as the custom is with those who desire to regain the dignity of senator. It is said that he got the surname Sura upon this occasion; being quaestor in the time of Sylla, he had lavished away and consumed a great quantity of the public moneys, at which Sylla, being provoked, called him to give an account in the senate. He appeared with great coolness and contempt, and said he had no account to give, but they might take this, holding up the calf of his leg, as boys do at ball, when they have missed. Upon which he was surnamed Sura, sura being the Roman word for the calf of the leg. Being at another time prosecuted at law, and having bribed some of the judges, he escaped by only two votes, and complained of the needless expense he had gone to in paying for a second, as one would have sufficed to acquit him. This man, such in his own nature, and now inflamed by Catiline, false prophets and fortune-tellers had also corrupted with vain hopes, quoting to him fictitious verses and oracles, and proving from the Sibylline prophecies that there were three of the name Cornelius designed by fate to be monarchs of Rome; two of whom, Cinna and Sylla, had already fulfilled the decree, and that divine fortune was now advancing with the gift of monarchy for the remaining third Cornelius; and that therefore he ought by all means to accept it, and not lose opportunity by delay, as Catiline had done.
The rest of those in the city that Cornelius Lentulus had corrupted he kept together and motivated. He was nicknamed Sura, coming from a noble family but leading a reckless life. Due to his misconduct, he was previously removed from the Senate and was now serving as praetor for the second time, as is customary for those looking to regain their status as senators. It is said that he received the nickname Sura during this time; when he was quaestor under Sulla, he wasted a large amount of public funds. Angered, Sulla summoned him to account for it in the Senate. He showed up with great indifference and arrogance and claimed he had no explanation to offer, suggesting they could take his leg calf as an excuse, like boys do when they miss a catch in a game. This earned him the nickname Sura, which means calf of the leg in Roman. Another time, when he faced legal prosecution and had bribed some judges, he managed to get away by a narrow margin of two votes and complained about the unnecessary expense he incurred for hiring a second judge, insisting that one would have been enough to exonerate him. This man, reflecting his true nature, was now further ignited by Catiline; false prophets and fortune-tellers had also misled him with empty promises, reciting made-up verses and oracles, claiming that the Sibylline prophecies foretold three Cornelii destined to be monarchs of Rome. Two of them, Cinna and Sulla, had already fulfilled this prophecy, and now divine fortune was offering the monarchy to the remaining Cornelius. They urged him to accept it eagerly and not to delay in seizing the opportunity, unlike Catiline had done.
Lentulus, therefore, designed no mean or trivial matter, for he had resolved to kill the whole senate, and as many other citizens as he could, to fire the city, and spare nobody, except Pompey's children, intending to seize and keep them as pledges of his reconciliation with Pompey. For there was then a common report that Pompey was on his way homeward from his great expedition. The night appointed for the design was one of the Saturnalia; swords, flax, and sulphur they carried and hid in the house of Cethegus; and providing one hundred men, and dividing the city into as many parts, they had allotted to every one singly his proper place, so that in a moment, many kindling the fire, the city might be in a flame all together. Others were appointed to stop up the aqueducts, and to kill those who should endeavor to carry water to put it out. While these plans were preparing, it happened that there were two ambassadors from the Allobroges staying in Rome; a nation at that time in a distressed condition, and very uneasy under the Roman government. These Lentulus and his party, judging useful instruments to move Gaul to revolt, admitted into the conspiracy, and they gave them letters to their own magistrates, and letters to Catiline; in those they promised liberty, in these they exhorted Catiline to set all slaves free, and to bring them along with him to Rome. They sent also to accompany them to Catiline, one Titus, a native of Croton, who was to carry those letters to him.
Lentulus had no small plans in mind, as he intended to kill the entire senate and as many other citizens as possible, set fire to the city, and spare no one except Pompey's children, whom he aimed to capture and hold as hostages for a reconciliation with Pompey. At that time, there was widespread talk that Pompey was on his way back from his major campaign. The night chosen for this plot was one of the Saturnalia; they carried swords, flax, and sulfur and hid them in Cethegus's house. They gathered a hundred men and divided the city into as many sections, assigning each person their specific location so that many could ignite fires simultaneously, engulfing the city in flames. Others were tasked with blocking the aqueducts and killing anyone who tried to bring water to extinguish the fire. While these plans were being set in motion, two ambassadors from the Allobroges happened to be in Rome; they belonged to a nation that was struggling and feeling oppressed under Roman rule. Lentulus and his associates saw them as useful allies to incite a revolt in Gaul, so they included them in the conspiracy and provided them letters for their own leaders and letters for Catiline. In those letters, they promised freedom, and in the ones to Catiline, they urged him to free all slaves and bring them along to Rome. They also sent one Titus, a man from Croton, to deliver those letters to Catiline.
These counsels of inconsidering men, who conversed together over their wine, Cicero watched with sober industry and forethought, and with most admirable sagacity, having several emissaries abroad, who observed and traced with him all that was done, and keeping also a secret correspondence with many who pretended to join in the conspiracy. He thus knew all the discourse which passed between them and the strangers; and lying in wait for them by night, he took the Crotonian with his letters, the ambassadors of the Allobroges acting secretly in concert with him.
These discussions among careless men, who chatted over their drinks, were observed by Cicero with careful planning and insight. He had several agents out in the field who monitored and reported everything happening, and he also maintained secret communication with many who falsely claimed to be part of the conspiracy. As a result, he was aware of all the conversations between them and outsiders. Waiting for them at night, he caught the Crotonian with his letters, as the ambassadors of the Allobroges worked secretly alongside him.
By break of day, he summoned the senate into the temple of Concord, where he read the letters and examined the informers. Junius Silanus further stated that several persons had heard Cethegus say that three consuls and four praetors were to be slain; Piso, also, a person of consular dignity, testified other matters of like nature; and Caius Sulpicius, one of the praetors, being sent to Cethegus's house, found there a quantity of darts and of armor, and a still greater number of swords and daggers, all recently whetted. At length, the senate, decreeing indemnity to the Crotonian upon his confession of the whole matter, Lentulus was convicted, abjured his office (for he was then praetor), and put off his robe edged with purple in the senate, changing it for another garment more agreeable to his present circumstances. He, thereupon, with the rest of his confederates present, was committed to the charge of the praetors in free custody.
At dawn, he called the senate to the temple of Concord, where he read the letters and questioned the informants. Junius Silanus added that several people had heard Cethegus say that three consuls and four praetors were to be killed; Piso, also a person of consular rank, testified to other similar matters; and Caius Sulpicius, one of the praetors, was sent to Cethegus's house, where he found a number of darts and armor, as well as an even larger number of swords and daggers, all recently sharpened. Finally, the senate granted immunity to the Crotonian for his full confession, Lentulus was found guilty, renounced his office (as he was then praetor), and removed his purple-edged robe in the senate, changing it for a garment more suited to his current situation. He, along with the other conspirators present, was placed into the custody of the praetors under free confinement.
It being evening, and the common people in crowds expecting without, Cicero went forth to them, and told them what was done, and then, attended by them, went to the house of a friend and near neighbor; for his own was taken up by the women, who were celebrating with secret rites the feast of the goddess whom the Romans call the Good, and the Greeks, the Women's goddess. For a sacrifice is annually performed to her in the consul's house, either by his wife or mother, in the presence of the vestal virgins. And having got into his friend's house privately, a few only being present, he began to deliberate how he should treat these men. The severest and the only punishment fit for such heinous crimes, he was somewhat shy and fearful of inflicting, as well from the clemency of his nature, as also lest he should be thought to exercise his authority too insolently, and to treat too harshly men of the noblest birth and most powerful friendships in the city; and yet, if he should use them more mildly, he had a dreadful prospect of danger from them. For there was no likelihood that, if they suffered less than death, they would be reconciled, but, rather, adding new rage to their former wickedness, they would rush into every kind of audacity, while he himself, whose character for courage already did not stand very high with the multitude, would be thought guilty of the greatest cowardice and want of manliness.
It was evening, and the common people were gathered outside, waiting anxiously. Cicero went out to them and explained what had happened. Then, with them following, he went to the house of a friend and neighbor, since his own was busy with women celebrating in secret rituals for the goddess the Romans call the Good and the Greeks call the Women's goddess. Every year, a sacrifice is made to her at the consul's house, performed either by his wife or mother, in front of the vestal virgins. Once he got into his friend's house privately, with only a few present, he started to think about how to deal with these men. He hesitated to impose the harshest and only fitting punishment for such awful crimes, due to both his naturally compassionate nature and the fear of being seen as excessively authoritative or too harsh on men of noble birth and powerful connections in the city. However, if he chose a more lenient approach, he faced a terrifying possibility of danger from them. If their punishment was less than death, there was no chance they would forgive him; instead, they would likely become more enraged and escalate their wickedness, while he, whose reputation for courage was already shaky among the people, would be viewed as a coward lacking in manliness.
While Cicero was in doubt what course to take, a portent happened to the women in their sacrificing. For on the altar, where the fire seemed wholly extinguished, a great and bright flame issued forth from the ashes of the burnt wood; at which others were affrighted, but the holy virgins called to Terentia, Cicero's wife, and bade her hasten to her husband, and command him to execute what he had resolved for the good of his country, for the goddess had sent a great light to the increase of his safety and glory. Terentia, therefore, as she was otherwise in her own nature neither tender-hearted nor timorous, but a woman eager for distinction (who, as Cicero himself says, would rather thrust herself into his public affairs than communicate her domestic matters to him), told him these things, and excited him against the conspirators. So also did Quintus his brother, and Publius Nigidius, one of his philosophical friends, whom he often made use of in his most weighty affairs of state.
While Cicero was unsure about what to do, a strange event occurred during the women’s sacrifices. A great and bright flame suddenly burst forth from the ashes of the burnt wood on the altar, which had seemed completely extinguished. This scared some people, but the holy virgins called for Terentia, Cicero's wife, urging her to quickly go to her husband and tell him to carry out his plans for the good of the country. They believed the goddess had sent a great sign to enhance his safety and glory. Terentia, not typically soft-hearted or fearful, but someone who craved recognition (as Cicero himself noted, she preferred to get involved in his public dealings rather than share her personal matters with him), conveyed this message and urged him to take action against the conspirators. Quintus, his brother, and Publius Nigidius, one of his philosophical friends whom he often relied on for important state matters, also encouraged him.
The next day, a debate arising in the senate about the punishment of the men, Silanus, being the first who was asked his opinion, said, it was fit that they should be all sent to prison, and there suffer the utmost penalty. With him all agreed in order till it came to Caius Caesar, who was afterwards dictator. He was then but a young man, and only at the outset of his career, but had already directed his hopes and policy to that course by which he afterwards changed the Roman state into a monarchy.
The next day, a debate started in the senate about punishing the men. Silanus, being the first to share his opinion, said they should all be sent to prison and face the harshest penalty. Everyone agreed with him until it got to Caius Caesar, who would later become dictator. He was still young and just beginning his career, but he had already set his sights and strategy on the path that eventually transformed the Roman state into a monarchy.
When it came Caesar's turn to give his opinion, he stood up and proposed that the conspirators should not be put to death, but their estates confiscated, and their persons confined in such cities in Italy as Cicero should approve, there to be kept in custody till Catiline was conquered. To this sentence, as it was the most moderate, and he that delivered it a most powerful speaker, Cicero himself gave no small weight, for he stood up and, turning the scale on either side, spoke in favor partly of the former, partly of Caesar's sentence. And all Cicero's friends, judging Caesar's sentence most expedient for Cicero, because he would incur the less blame if the conspirators were not put to death, chose rather the latter; so that Silanus, also, changing his mind, retracted his opinion, and said he had not declared for capital, but only the utmost punishment, which to a Roman senator is imprisonment. The first man who spoke against Caesar's motion was Catulus Lutatius. Cato followed, and so vehemently urged in his speech the strong suspicion about Caesar himself, and so filled the senate with anger and resolution, that a decree was passed for the execution of the conspirators. But Caesar opposed the confiscation of their goods, not thinking it fair that those who had rejected the mildest part of his sentence should avail themselves of the severest. And when many insisted upon it, he appealed to the tribunes, but they would do nothing; till Cicero himself yielding, remitted that part of the sentence.
When it was Caesar's turn to share his opinion, he stood up and suggested that the conspirators shouldn't be executed but that their properties should be confiscated and they should be imprisoned in cities in Italy that Cicero approved, held there until Catiline was defeated. Because this suggestion was the most moderate and the speaker was very influential, Cicero gave it significant weight. He stood up, weighing both arguments, and spoke in favor of both the previous proposal and Caesar's suggestion. Cicero’s friends believed that Caesar's proposal was better for him since he would face less blame if the conspirators were not executed, so they opted for the latter. Silanus also changed his mind, saying he hadn't supported the death penalty but just the harshest punishment, which for a Roman senator means imprisonment. The first person to oppose Caesar's motion was Catulus Lutatius. Cato followed, speaking passionately about the serious suspicions surrounding Caesar himself and stirring up anger and determination in the Senate, leading to a decree for the execution of the conspirators. However, Caesar pushed back against the confiscation of their property, thinking it unfair that those who rejected his more lenient suggestion should benefit from the harshest punishment. When many pressed for it, he appealed to the tribunes, but they did nothing until Cicero eventually agreed to remove that part of the proposal.
After this, Cicero went out with the senate to the conspirators; they were not all together in one place, but the several praetors had them, some one, some another, in custody. And first he took Lentulus from the Palatine, and brought him by the Sacred Street, through the middle of the market-place, a circle of the most eminent citizens encompassing and protecting him. The people, affrighted at what was doing, passed along in silence, especially the young men; as if, with fear and trembling, they were undergoing a rite of initiation into some ancient, sacred mysteries of aristocratic power. Thus passing from the market-place, and coming to the gaol, he delivered Lentulus to the officer, and commanded him to execute him; and after him Cethegus, and so all the rest in order, he brought and delivered up to execution. And when he saw many of the conspirators in the market-place, still standing together in companies, ignorant of what was done, and waiting for the night, supposing the men were still alive and in a possibility of being rescued, he called out in a loud voice, and said, "They did live"; for so the Romans, to avoid inauspicious language, name those that are dead.
After this, Cicero went out with the Senate to confront the conspirators; they weren’t all in one place, but various praetors had taken some into custody. First, he took Lentulus from the Palatine and brought him through the Sacred Street, across the middle of the marketplace, surrounded and protected by a group of distinguished citizens. The people, scared by what was happening, passed by silently, especially the young men; as if, with fear and trembling, they were going through a rite of initiation into some ancient, sacred mysteries of elite power. After leaving the marketplace and arriving at the jail, he handed Lentulus over to the officer and ordered him to execute him; then he did the same with Cethegus, and continued with all the others in order, bringing them to execution. When he noticed many of the conspirators still gathered in groups in the marketplace, unaware of what had happened and waiting for night, believing the men were still alive and could be rescued, he shouted loudly, saying, "They did live"; for that is how the Romans refer to the dead, to avoid using ominous language.
It was now evening, when he returned from the market-place to his own house, the citizens no longer attending him with silence, nor in order, but receiving him, as he passed, with acclamations and applauses, and saluting him as the savior and founder of his country. A bright light shone through the streets from the lamps and torches set up at the doors, and the women showed lights from the tops of the houses, to honor Cicero, and to behold him returning home with a splendid train of the principal citizens; amongst whom were many who had conducted great wars, celebrated triumphs, and added to the possessions of the Roman empire, both by sea and land. These, as they passed along with him, acknowledged to one another, that though the Roman people were indebted to several officers and commanders of that age for riches, spoils, and power, yet to Cicero alone they owed the safety and security of all these, for delivering them from so great and imminent a danger. For though it might seem no wonderful thing to prevent the design, and punish the conspirators, yet to defeat the greatest of all conspiracies with so little disturbance, trouble, and commotion, was very extraordinary. For the greater part of those who had flocked in to Catiline, as soon as they heard of the fate of Lentulus and Cethegus, forsook him, and he himself, with his remaining forces, joining battle with Antonius, was destroyed with his army.
It was now evening when he returned from the marketplace to his house. The citizens no longer greeted him in silence or in an orderly fashion; instead, they welcomed him with cheers and applause, honoring him as the savior and founder of their country. Bright lights illuminated the streets from the lamps and torches set up at doorways, and women signaled from the rooftops to celebrate Cicero's return, flanked by a distinguished group of leading citizens. Among them were many who had led significant wars, celebrated victories, and expanded the Roman Empire's territories, both by land and sea. As they walked alongside him, they acknowledged to each other that while the Roman people owed riches, spoils, and power to various officials and commanders of the time, they owed their safety and security solely to Cicero for rescuing them from a great and imminent threat. Though it might not seem remarkable to thwart a plot and punish the conspirators, achieving victory over such a massive conspiracy with minimal disturbance and unrest was truly extraordinary. Most of those who had flocked to Catiline abandoned him as soon as they learned of Lentulus and Cethegus's fate, and Catiline, with his remaining forces, faced Antonius in battle and was defeated along with his army.
And yet there were some who were very ready both to speak ill of Cicero, and to do him hurt for these actions; and they had for their leaders some of the magistrates of the ensuing year, as Caesar, who was one of the praetors, and Metellus and Bestia, the tribunes. These, entering upon their office some few days before Cicero's consulate expired, would not permit him to make any address to the people, but, throwing the benches before the Rostra, hindered his speaking, telling him he might, if he pleased, make the oath of withdrawal from office, and then come down again. Cicero, accordingly, accepting the conditions, came forward to make his withdrawal; and silence being made, he recited his oath, not in the usual, but in a new and peculiar form, namely, that he had saved his country, and preserved the empire; the truth of which oath all the people confirmed with theirs. Caesar and the tribunes, all the more exasperated by this, endeavored to create him further trouble, and for this purpose proposed a law for calling Pompey home with his army, to put an end to Cicero's usurpation. But it was a very great advantage for Cicero and the whole commonwealth that Cato was at that time one of the tribunes. For he, being of equal power with the rest, and of greater reputation, could oppose their designs. He easily defeated their other projects, and, in an oration to the people, so highly extolled Cicero's consulate, that the greatest honors were decreed him, and he was publicly declared the Father of his Country, which title he seems to have obtained, the first man who did so, when Cato applied it to him in this address to the people.
And yet there were some who were quick to criticize Cicero and hurt him for his actions; they were led by some of the magistrates for the upcoming year, like Caesar, one of the praetors, along with Metellus and Bestia, the tribunes. Just a few days before Cicero's consulate ended, they took office and wouldn't let him address the people. They knocked over the benches in front of the Rostra to block his speech, telling him that if he wanted, he could take the oath to resign from office and then step down. Cicero, accepting their terms, stepped forward to make his resignation; and once there was silence, he recited his oath, but not in the usual way—instead, he claimed that he had saved his country and preserved the empire, a truth that the entire crowd confirmed with their own oaths. Caesar and the tribunes, even more irritated by this, tried to create more issues for him and proposed a law to bring Pompey back with his army to end Cicero's supposed overreach. However, it was a huge advantage for Cicero and the entire republic that Cato was one of the tribunes at that time. He, having equal power but greater respect, was able to counter their plans. He easily thwarted their other schemes and, in a speech to the public, praised Cicero's consulate so highly that the greatest honors were granted to him, and he was publicly declared the Father of His Country—a title he seems to have been the first to receive when Cato referred to him in his address to the people.
At this time, therefore, his authority was very great in the city; but he created himself much envy, and offended very many, not by any evil action, but because he was always lauding and magnifying himself. For neither senate, nor assembly of the people, nor court of judicature could meet, in which he was not heard to talk of Catiline and Lentulus. Indeed, he filled his books and writings with his own praises, to such an excess as to render a style, in itself most pleasant and delightful, nauseous and irksome to his hearers. This ungrateful humor, like a disease, always clove to him. Still, though fond of his own glory, he was very free from envying others, but was, on the contrary, most liberally profuse in commending both the ancients and his contemporaries, as any one may see in his writings. He called Aristotle a river of flowing gold, and said of Plato's Dialogues, that if Jupiter were to speak, it would be in language like theirs. He used to call Theophrastus his special luxury. And being asked which of Demosthenes's orations he liked best, he answered, "The longest." And as for the eminent men of his own time, either in eloquence or philosophy, there was not one of them whom he did not, by writing or speaking favorably of him, render more illustrious.
At this point, his authority in the city was quite significant; however, he stirred up a lot of envy and offended many—not because of any wrongdoing, but because he constantly praised and elevated himself. No meeting of the senate, assembly, or court took place without him discussing Catiline and Lentulus. He filled his books and writings with self-praise to such an extent that a style, which was inherently enjoyable and delightful, became tiresome and irritating to his listeners. This ungrateful behavior, like a persistent illness, stuck with him. Even though he loved his own glory, he was free from envying others and generously praised both the ancients and his contemporaries, as anyone can see in his writings. He referred to Aristotle as a river of flowing gold and said that if Jupiter spoke, it would be in a manner like that of Plato's Dialogues. He considered Theophrastus his special luxury. When asked which of Demosthenes's speeches he liked best, he replied, "The longest." As for the prominent figures of his time, whether in eloquence or philosophy, he made each of them more renowned through his positive writing or speaking.
An example of his love of praise is the way in which sometimes, to make his orations more striking, he neglected decorum and dignity. When Munatius, who had escaped conviction by his advocacy, immediately prosecuted his friend Sabinus, he said in the warmth of his resentment, "Do you suppose you were acquitted for your own merits, Munatius, or was it not that I so darkened the case, that the court could not see your guilt?" When from the Rostra he had made a eulogy on Marcus Crassus, with much applause, and within a few days after again as publicly reproached him, Crassus called to him, and said, "Did not you yourself two days ago, in this same place, commend me?" "Yes," said Cicero, "I exercised my eloquence in declaiming upon a bad subject." At another time, Crassus had said that no one of his family had ever lived beyond sixty years of age, and afterwards denied it, and asked, "What should put it into my head to say so?" "It was to gain the people's favor," answered Cicero; "you knew how glad they would be to hear it." When Vatinius, who had swellings in his neck, was pleading a cause, he called him the tumid orator; and having been told by some one that Vatinius was dead, on hearing soon after that he was alive, he said, "may the rascal perish, for his news not being true."
An example of his love for praise is how, at times, to make his speeches more impactful, he ignored proper decorum and dignity. When Munatius, who got off without conviction thanks to his defense, immediately went after his friend Sabinus, he said in his anger, "Do you really think you were acquitted because of your own merits, Munatius, or was it that I obscured the case so much that the court couldn’t see your guilt?" After he delivered a eulogy for Marcus Crassus that earned a lot of applause, just a few days later, he publicly criticized him again. Crassus called him over and asked, "Didn't you just praise me two days ago in this same spot?" "Yes," Cicero replied, "I used my eloquence to speak on a bad topic." At another point, Crassus mentioned that no one in his family had ever lived past sixty, then later denied it, asking, "Why would I say that?" "It was to win the people's favor," Cicero answered; "you knew they would love to hear it." When Vatinius, who had bumps on his neck, was arguing a case, Cicero called him the swollen orator. And when he was told that Vatinius had died, but soon after found out he was alive, he said, "May the scoundrel perish for spreading false news."
Upon Caesar's bringing forward a law for the division of the lands in Campania amongst the soldiers, many in the senate opposed it; amongst the rest, Lucius Gellius, one of the oldest men in the house, said it should never pass whilst he lived. "Let us postpone it," said Cicero, "Gellius does not ask us to wait long." There was a man of the name of Octavius, suspected to be of African descent. He once said, when Cicero was pleading, that he could not hear him; "yet there are holes," said Cicero, "in your ears." When Metellus Nepos told him that he had ruined more as a witness than he had saved as an advocate, "I admit," said Cicero, "that I have more truth than eloquence." To a young man who was suspected of having given a poisoned cake to his father, and who talked largely of the invectives he meant to deliver against Cicero, "Better these," replied he, "than your cakes." Publius Sextius, having amongst others retained Cicero as his advocate in a certain cause, was yet desirous to say all for himself, and would not allow anybody to speak for him; when he was about to receive his acquittal from the judges, and the ballots were passing, Cicero called to him, "make haste, Sextius, and use your time; to-morrow you will be nobody." He cited Publius Cotta to bear testimony in a certain cause, one who affected to be thought a lawyer, though ignorant and unlearned; but when Cotta had said, "I know nothing at all about the matter," Cicero answered: "You think, perhaps, we are asking you about a point of law." When Marcus Appius, in the opening of some speech in a court of justice, said that his friend had desired him to employ industry, eloquence, and fidelity in that cause, Cicero asked, "And how have you had the heart not to accede to any one of his requests?"
When Caesar proposed a law to divide the lands in Campania among the soldiers, many in the Senate pushed back; among them, Lucius Gellius, one of the oldest members, stated it should never pass while he was alive. "Let's delay it," said Cicero, "Gellius isn't asking us to wait too long." There was a man named Octavius, rumored to be of African descent. He once claimed he couldn't hear Cicero while he was speaking. "But there are holes in your ears," Cicero replied. When Metellus Nepos told him that he had caused more damage as a witness than he had helped as a lawyer, Cicero acknowledged, "I have more truth than eloquence." To a young man suspected of poisoning his father, who boasted about the harsh criticisms he planned to direct at Cicero, Cicero replied, "Better these than your cakes." Publius Sextius, who had hired Cicero as his advocate for a certain case, still wanted to speak entirely for himself and wouldn't let anyone else talk on his behalf. Just before he was about to be acquitted by the judges and the ballots were being counted, Cicero called out, "Hurry up, Sextius, and make the most of your time; tomorrow you’ll be a nobody." He called on Publius Cotta to testify in a particular case, someone who pretended to be a lawyer but was actually clueless and unqualified. When Cotta said, "I don't know anything about this," Cicero replied, "You might think we're asking you about a legal point." When Marcus Appius, at the start of a speech in court, stated that his friend had asked him to use effort, eloquence, and fidelity in the case, Cicero questioned, "And how did you have the nerve not to agree to any of his requests?"
One Clodius, whom Cicero had vehemently opposed in an important trial, having got himself chosen one of the tribunes, immediately attacked Cicero, endeavoring to incite everybody against him. The common people he gained over with popular laws; to each of the consuls he decreed large provinces, to Piso, Macedonia, and to Gabinius, Syria. Of the three men then in greatest power, Crassus was Cicero's open enemy, Pompey indifferently made advances to both, and Caesar was going with an army into Gaul. To him, though not his friend, Cicero applied, requesting an appointment as one of his lieutenants in the province. Caesar accepted him, and Clodius, perceiving that Cicero would thus escape his tribunician authority, professed to be inclinable to a reconciliation, made always a favorable mention of him, and addressed him with kind expressions, as one who felt no hatred or ill-will, but who merely wished to urge his complaints in a moderate and friendly way. By these artifices, he so freed Cicero of all his fears, that he resigned his appointment to Caesar, and betook himself again to political affairs. At which Caesar being exasperated, joined the party of Clodius against him, and wholly alienated Pompey from him; he also himself declared in a public assembly of the people, that he did not think Lentulus and Cethegus, with their accomplices, were fairly and legally put to death without being brought to trial. And this, indeed, was the crime charged upon Cicero, and this impeachment he was summoned to answer. And so, as an accused man, and in danger for the result, he changed his dress, and went round with his hair untrimmed, in the attire of a suppliant, to beg the people's grace. But Clodius met him in every corner, having a band of abusive and daring fellows about him, who derided Cicero for his change of dress and his humiliation, and often, by throwing dirt and stones at him, interrupted his supplication to the people.
One Clodius, whom Cicero had strongly opposed in an important trial, got elected as one of the tribunes and immediately targeted Cicero, trying to turn everyone against him. He won over the common people with popular laws, granting large provinces to each of the consuls—Piso got Macedonia, and Gabinius got Syria. Of the three most powerful men at the time, Crassus was openly hostile to Cicero, Pompey made moves toward both sides, and Caesar was heading into Gaul with an army. Cicero, not being friends with Caesar, reached out to request a position as one of his lieutenants in the province. Caesar agreed, and Clodius, realizing that Cicero might escape his tribune power, pretended to be open to reconciliation, often speaking positively about Cicero and addressing him in friendly terms, as if he held no resentment but just wanted to present his complaints in a reasonable manner. Through these tactics, he alleviated Cicero's fears to the point where Cicero gave up his position with Caesar and returned to political life. This infuriated Caesar, who joined Clodius' side against Cicero, and effectively alienated Pompey from him. Caesar even publicly stated at a people's assembly that he believed Lentulus and Cethegus, along with their associates, were unfairly executed without a trial. This accusation was part of what Cicero was being charged with, and he was summoned to respond to this indictment. As an accused man in jeopardy, he changed his clothes and wandered around with unkempt hair, dressed like a supplicant seeking the people's favor. However, Clodius confronted him at every turn, accompanied by a group of rude and bold men who mocked Cicero for his change in attire and his humiliation, often interrupting his pleas to the people by throwing dirt and stones at him.
However, first of all, almost the whole equestrian order changed their dress with him, and no less than twenty thousand young gentlemen followed him with their hair untrimmed, and supplicating with him to the people. And then the senate met, to pass a decree that the people should change their dress as in time of public sorrow. But the consuls opposing it, and Clodius with armed men besetting the senate-house, many of the senators ran out, crying aloud and tearing their clothes. But this sight moved neither shame nor pity; Cicero must either fly or determine it by the sword with Clodius. He entreated Pompey to aid him, who on purpose had gone out of the way, and was staying at his country-house in the Alban hills; and first he sent his son-in-law Piso to intercede with him, and afterwards set out to go himself. But Pompey being informed, would not stay to see him, being ashamed at the remembrance of the many conflicts in the commonwealth which Cicero had undergone in his behalf, and how much of his policy he had directed for his advantage. But being now Caesar's son-in-law, at his instance he had set aside all former kindness, and, slipping out at another door, avoided the interview. Thus being forsaken by Pompey, and left alone to himself, he fled to the consuls. Gabinius was rough with him, as usual, but Piso spoke more courteously, desiring him to yield for a while to the fury of Clodius, and to await a change of times, and to be now, as before, his country's savior from the peril of these troubles and commotions which Clodius was exciting.
However, first of all, almost the entire equestrian order changed their clothes to align with him, and no less than twenty thousand young men followed him with their hair unkempt, pleading with the people. Then the senate convened to pass a decree that the people should dress as they would in a time of public mourning. But the consuls opposed it, and Clodius, with armed men surrounding the senate house, caused many senators to flee, shouting and tearing their clothes. Yet this scene stirred neither shame nor pity; Cicero had to either escape or confront Clodius with force. He pleaded with Pompey for help, who had deliberately distanced himself and was staying at his country house in the Alban hills. First, he sent his son-in-law Piso to intercede with him, then set off to go himself. But Pompey, upon finding out, refused to stay and see him, ashamed of the many battles Cicero had fought for him and how much he had tailored his policies for Pompey’s benefit. Now, as Caesar’s son-in-law, he had set aside all previous camaraderie, and slipping through another door, he avoided the meeting. Left abandoned by Pompey and alone, Cicero fled to the consuls. Gabinius was as rough with him as usual, but Piso spoke more kindly, advising him to temporarily yield to Clodius’s wrath, to wait for better times, and to be, as before, the savior of his country from the dangers posed by Clodius's instigations.
Cicero, receiving this answer, consulted with his friends. Lucullus advised him to stay, as being sure to prevail at last; others to fly, because the people would soon desire him again, when they should have enough of the rage and madness of Clodius. This last Cicero approved. But first he took a statue of Minerva, which had been long set up and greatly honored in his house, and carrying it to the capitol, there dedicated it, with the inscription, "To Minerva, Patroness of Rome." And receiving an escort from his friends, about the middle of the night he left the city, and went by land through Lucania, intending to reach Sicily.
Cicero, receiving this response, talked it over with his friends. Lucullus suggested he stay, confident that he would eventually succeed; others advised him to leave, believing the people would soon want him back after they grew tired of Clodius's chaos. Cicero agreed with the latter suggestion. First, he took a statue of Minerva, which had long been displayed and greatly respected in his house, and carried it to the Capitol, dedicating it there with the inscription, "To Minerva, Patroness of Rome." After getting an escort from his friends, he left the city around midnight and traveled by land through Lucania, aiming to reach Sicily.
But as soon as it was publicly known that he was fled, Clodius proposed to the people a decree of exile, and by his own order interdicted him fire and water, prohibiting any within five hundred miles in Italy to receive him into their houses. Most people, out of respect for Cicero, paid no regard to this edict, offering him every attention, and escorting him on his way. But at Hipponium, a city of Lucania, now called Vibo, one Vibius, a Sicilian by birth, who, amongst may other instances of Cicero's friendship, had been made head of the state engineers when he was consul, would not receive him into his house, sending him word that he would appoint a place in the country for his reception. Caius Vergilius, the praetor of Sicily, who had been on the most intimate terms with him, wrote to him to forbear coming into Sicily. Cicero, thoroughly disheartened at these things, went to Brundusium, whence he put forth with a prosperous wind, but a contrary gale blowing from the sea carried him back to Italy the next day. He put again to sea, and having reached Dyrrachium, on his coming to shore there, it is reported that an earthquake and a convulsion in the sea happened at the same time, signs which the diviners said intimated that his exile would not be long, for these were prognostics of change. Although many visited him with respect, and the cities of Greece contended with each other in honoring him, he yet continued disconsolate, like an unfortunate lover, often casting his looks back upon Italy; and, indeed, he had become more humiliated and dejected by his misfortunes than any one could have expected in a man who had devoted so much of his life to study and learning. And yet he often desired his friends not to call him orator, but philosopher, because he had made philosophy his business, and had only used rhetoric as an instrument for attaining his objects in public life.
But as soon as it became public that he had escaped, Clodius proposed a decree of exile to the people and ordered that he be denied fire and water, banning anyone within five hundred miles in Italy from welcoming him into their homes. Most people, out of respect for Cicero, ignored this decree, offering him support and escorting him on his journey. However, in Hipponium, a city in Lucania, now known as Vibo, a man named Vibius, a Sicilian by birth, who had, among other instances of Cicero’s friendship, been appointed head of the state engineers when Cicero was consul, refused to let him into his home, instead telling him he would find a place in the countryside for him. Caius Vergilius, the praetor of Sicily, who had been very close to him, wrote to him asking him not to come to Sicily. Discouraged by these events, Cicero went to Brundusium, and although he set sail with favorable winds, a contrary gust from the sea carried him back to Italy the next day. He tried again and reached Dyrrachium, but when he arrived on shore, it was reported that an earthquake and a disturbance in the sea occurred at the same time, signs that the diviners said indicated his exile wouldn’t last long, as these were omens of change. Even though many visited him respectfully, and the cities of Greece vied to honor him, he remained heartbroken, like a forlorn lover, often looking back at Italy. In fact, he had become more humiliated and downcast by his misfortunes than anyone would expect from a man who had devoted so much of his life to study and knowledge. Still, he often asked his friends not to call him an orator, but a philosopher, as he considered philosophy his main pursuit and had only used rhetoric as a tool to achieve his goals in public life.
Clodius, having thus driven away Cicero, fell to burning his farm-buildings and villas, and afterwards his city house, and built on the site of it a temple to Liberty. The rest of his property he exposed for sale by daily proclamation, but nobody came to buy. By this course he became formidable to the noble citizens, and, being followed by the commonalty, whom he had filled with insolence and licentiousness, he began at last to try his strength against Pompey, some of whose arrangements in the countries he conquered, he attacked. The disgrace of this made Pompey begin to reproach himself for his cowardice in deserting Cicero, and, changing his mind, he now wholly set himself with his friends to contrive his return. And when Clodius opposed it, the senate made a vote that no public measure should be ratified or passed by them till Cicero was recalled. But when Lentulus was consul, the commotions grew so high upon this matter, that the tribunes were wounded in the Forum, and Quintus, Cicero's brother, was left as dead, lying unobserved amongst the slain. The people began to change in their feelings; and Annius Milo, one of their tribunes, was the first who had the courage to summon Clodius to trial for acts of violence. Many of the common people in Rome and the neighboring cities formed a party with Pompey, who headed them in person, drove Clodius out of the Forum, and summoned the people to pass their vote. And, it is said, the people never passed any suffrage more unanimously than this. The senate, also, striving to outdo the people, sent letters of thanks to those cities which had received Cicero with respect in his exile, and decreed that his house and his country-places, which Clodius had destroyed, should be rebuilt at the public charge.
Clodius, after getting rid of Cicero, started burning down his farm buildings and villas, and eventually his city house, replacing it with a temple to Liberty. He put the rest of his properties up for sale through daily announcements, but no one showed interest. This made him a threat to the elite citizens, and with the common people backing him, who he had filled with arrogance and recklessness, he started to challenge Pompey, attacking some of his arrangements in the conquered territories. This disgrace made Pompey start to feel guilty for abandoning Cicero, and he changed his mind, deciding to work with his friends to bring Cicero back. When Clodius resisted this, the senate voted that no public measures should be approved until Cicero was recalled. However, when Lentulus was consul, tensions escalated so much over this issue that tribunes were injured in the Forum, and Quintus, Cicero’s brother, was left for dead, unnoticed among the fallen. The people's feelings started to shift; Annius Milo, one of the tribunes, was the first to bravely call Clodius to trial for his violent actions. Many common people in Rome and nearby cities allied with Pompey, who led them personally, driving Clodius out of the Forum and calling on the people to vote. It’s said that the people had never voted more unanimously than in this instance. To outdo the populace, the senate sent letters of thanks to the cities that had welcomed Cicero during his exile and declared that his house and countryside properties, which Clodius had destroyed, should be rebuilt at public expense.
Thus Cicero returned sixteen months after his exile, and the cities were so glad, and the people so zealous to meet him, that his boast, that Italy had brought him on her shoulders home to Rome, was rather less than the truth. And Crassus himself, who had been his enemy before his exile, went voluntarily to meet him, and was reconciled, as he said, to please his son Publius, who was Cicero's affectionate admirer.
Thus, Cicero came back sixteen months after his exile, and the cities were so happy and the people so eager to welcome him that his claim that Italy had carried him home to Rome was quite the understatement. Even Crassus, who had been his enemy before his exile, went to meet him willingly and made amends, as he said, to make his son Publius, who was a devoted admirer of Cicero, happy.
Cicero had not been long at Rome, when, taking the opportunity of Clodius's absence, he went, with a great company, to the capitol, and there tore and defaced the tribunician tables, in which were recorded the acts done in the time of Clodius. And on Clodius calling him in question for this, he answered, that he, being of the patrician order, had obtained the office of tribune against the law, and, therefore, nothing done by him was valid. Cato was displeased at this, and opposed Cicero, not that he commended Clodius, but rather disapproved of his whole administration; yet, he contended, that it was an irregular and violent course for the senate to vote the illegality of so many decrees and acts, including those of Cato's own government in Cyprus and at Byzantium. This occasioned a breach between Cato and Cicero, which, though it did not come to open enmity, made a more reserved friendship between them.
Cicero had not been in Rome for long when, seizing the chance of Clodius's absence, he went to the Capitol with a large group and there tore down and vandalized the tribune's records that documented the actions taken during Clodius's time. When Clodius confronted him about this, he replied that as a member of the patrician class, he had obtained the tribune position unlawfully, and therefore, nothing Clodius had done was legitimate. Cato was unhappy about this and opposed Cicero, not because he supported Clodius, but because he disapproved of his entire administration. However, he argued that it was irregular and extreme for the Senate to declare so many of Clodius's decrees and actions invalid, including those from Cato's own governance in Cyprus and Byzantium. This led to a rift between Cato and Cicero, which, while it did not result in open hostility, created a more reserved friendship between them.
After this, Milo killed Clodius, and, being arraigned for the murder, he procured Cicero for his advocate. The senate, fearing lest the questioning of so eminent and high-spirited a citizen as Milo might disturb the peace of the city, committed the superintendence of this and of the other trials to Pompey, who should undertake to maintain the security alike of the city and of the courts of justice. Pompey, therefore, went in the night, and occupying the high grounds about it, surrounded the Forum with soldiers. Milo, fearing lest Cicero, being disturbed by such an unusual sight, should conduct his cause the less successfully, persuaded him to come in a litter into the Forum, and there rest till the judges had taken their seats, and the court was filled. For Cicero, it seems, not only wanted courage in arms, but, in his speaking also, began with timidity, and in many cases scarcely left off trembling and shaking when he had got thoroughly into the current and the substance of his speech. Once when he had to defend Licinius Murena against the prosecution of Cato, being eager to outdo Hortensius, who had made his plea with great applause, he took so little rest the night before, and was so disordered with thought and over-watching, that he spoke much worse than usual. And so now, on quitting his litter to commence the cause of Milo, at the sight of Pompey, encamped, as it were, with his troops, and seeing arms shining round about the Forum, he was so confounded that he could hardly begin his speech, for the trembling of his body and hesitancy of his tongue; whereas Milo, meantime, was so bold and intrepid in his demeanor, that he disdained either to let his hair grow, or to put on the mourning habit. And this, indeed, seems to have been the principal cause of his condemnation. And Cicero was thought not so much to have shown timidity for himself, as anxiety about his friend.
After this, Milo killed Clodius, and when he was charged with murder, he got Cicero to be his lawyer. The senate, worried that questioning such a prominent and spirited citizen like Milo might disturb the peace of the city, put Pompey in charge of overseeing this trial and others, ensuring the safety of both the city and the courts. So, Pompey went out at night, took control of the high ground around it, and surrounded the Forum with soldiers. Milo, fearing that Cicero might be thrown off by such an unusual sight, convinced him to come to the Forum in a litter and wait there until the judges were seated and the court was full. Cicero, it seems, lacked courage in battle and also started his speeches with hesitation, often trembling and shaking even after he got into the flow of what he was saying. Once, when he had to defend Licinius Murena against Cato's prosecution, he was so eager to outshine Hortensius, who had spoken to great acclaim, that he hardly slept the night before and was so unsettled by worrying and overthinking that he spoke much worse than usual. And now, as he left his litter to start Milo's case, seeing Pompey camped out with his troops and the arms shining all around the Forum, he was so overwhelmed that he could barely start his speech, shaking with fear and uncertainty. Meanwhile, Milo was so bold and fearless in his posture that he refused to either let his hair grow or wear mourning clothes. This, indeed, seems to have been the main reason for his conviction. Cicero was thought to have shown not just fear for himself, but concern for his friend.
When the outbreak between Caesar and Pompey came, Cicero wavered painfully between both, for he writes in his epistles, "To which side should I turn? Pompey has the fair and honorable plea for war; and Caesar, on the other hand, has managed his affairs better, and is more able to secure himself and his friends. So that I know whom I should fly from, not whom I should fly to." But when Trebatius, one of Caesar's friends, by letter signified to him that Caesar thought it was his most desirable course to join his side, but if he considered himself too old a man for this, he would do better to retire into Greece, and stay quietly there, out of the way of either party, Cicero, wondering that Caesar had not written himself, replied angrily that he should do nothing unbecoming his past life.
When the conflict between Caesar and Pompey broke out, Cicero struggled painfully between the two sides, as he wrote in his letters, "Which side should I choose? Pompey has a fair and honorable reason for war, while Caesar, on the other hand, has managed his affairs better and is more capable of protecting himself and his supporters. So I know who I should avoid, but not who I should side with." But when Trebatius, one of Caesar's friends, informed him by letter that Caesar thought it would be best for him to align with him, but that if he felt too old for this, it would be wiser to retreat to Greece and stay out of the conflict, Cicero, surprised that Caesar hadn't written to him directly, replied angrily that he would not do anything that was unworthy of his past.
But as soon as Caesar had marched into Spain, he immediately sailed away to join Pompey. And he was welcomed by all but Cato; who, taking him privately aside, chid him for coming to Pompey. As for himself, he said, it would have been indecent to forsake that part in the commonwealth which he had chosen from the beginning; but Cicero might have been more useful to his country and friends, if, remaining neutral, he had attended and used his influence to moderate the result, instead of coming hither to make himself, without reason or necessity, an enemy to Caesar, and a partner in such great dangers. By this language, Cicero's feelings were altered, and partly, also, because Pompey made no great use of him. Although he was himself really the cause of it, by his not denying that he was sorry he had come, by his deprecating Pompey's resources, finding fault underhand with his counsels, and continually indulging in jests and sarcastic remarks on his fellow-soldiers.
But as soon as Caesar marched into Spain, he immediately set sail to join Pompey. He was welcomed by everyone except Cato, who took him aside privately and criticized him for joining Pompey. Cato said it would have been inappropriate for him to abandon the role in the government he had chosen from the start, but Cicero could have been more useful to his country and friends if he had stayed neutral and used his influence to temper the outcome, instead of coming here to unnecessarily make himself an enemy of Caesar and share in such great dangers. This conversation changed Cicero's feelings, partly because Pompey wasn't making much use of him. Although he was the one causing this by not denying he regretted coming, by downplaying Pompey's resources, subtly criticizing his advice, and constantly making jokes and sarcastic comments about his fellow soldiers.
After the battle of Pharsalia was over, at which he was not present for want of health, and Pompey had fled, Cato, having considerable forces and a great fleet at Dyrrachium, would have had Cicero commander-in-chief, according to law, and the precedence of his consular dignity. But on his refusing the command, and wholly declining to take part in their plans for continuing the war, he was in the greatest danger of being killed, young Pompey and his friends calling him traitor, and drawing their swords upon him; only that Cato interposed, and with difficulty rescued and brought him out of the camp.
After the battle of Pharsalia was over, which he couldn’t attend due to poor health, and after Pompey had fled, Cato, who had considerable forces and a large fleet at Dyrrachium, wanted Cicero to be the commander-in-chief, as the law and his consular status required. However, when he declined the command and completely refused to participate in their plans to continue the war, he found himself in serious danger of being killed, with young Pompey and his friends calling him a traitor and drawing their swords against him. Fortunately, Cato intervened and managed to rescue him from the camp with great difficulty.
Afterwards, arriving at Brundusium, he tarried there some time in expectation of Caesar, who was delayed by his affairs in Asia and Egypt. And when it was told him that he had arrived at Tarentum, and was coming thence by land to Brundusium, he hastened towards him, not altogether without hope, and yet in some fear of making experiment of the temper of an enemy and conqueror in the presence of many witnesses. But there was no necessity for him either to speak or do anything unworthy of himself; for Caesar, as soon as he saw him coming a good way before the rest of the company, went forward to meet him, saluted him, and, leading the way, conversed with him alone for some furlongs. And from that time on he continued to treat him with honor and respect, so that, when Cicero wrote an oration in praise of Cato, Caesar, in writing an answer to it, took occasion to commend Cicero's own life and eloquence, comparing him to Pericles and Teramenes. Cicero's oration was called "Cato"; Caesar's, "Anti-Cato."
After arriving in Brundusium, he stayed there for a while waiting for Caesar, who was held up by his business in Asia and Egypt. When he heard that Caesar had arrived in Tarentum and was on his way to Brundusium by land, he hurried to meet him, feeling both hopeful and wary about confronting an enemy and conqueror in front of many witnesses. However, there was no need for him to act or say anything unworthy; as soon as Caesar saw him approaching before the rest of the group, he went to meet him, greeted him, and walked with him privately for some distance. From that point on, Caesar treated him with honor and respect, so much so that when Cicero wrote a speech praising Cato, Caesar, in his response, took the opportunity to commend Cicero's life and eloquence, comparing him to Pericles and Teramenes. Cicero's speech was titled "Cato"; Caesar's was called "Anti-Cato."
So also, it is related that when Quintus Ligarius was prosecuted for having been in arms against Caesar, and Cicero had undertaken his defence, Caesar said to his friends, "Ligarius, without question, is a wicked man and an enemy. But why might we not as well once more hear a speech from Cicero?" yet when Cicero began to speak, he wonderfully moved him, and proceeded in his speech with such varied pathos, and such a charm of language, that the color of Caesar's countenance often changed, and it was evident that all the passions of his soul were in commotion. And when at length, the orator touched upon the Pharsalian battle, he was so affected that his whole frame trembled and some of the papers he held dropped out of his hands. And thus he was overpowered, and acquitted Ligarius.
It’s also said that when Quintus Ligarius was being prosecuted for taking up arms against Caesar, and Cicero had taken on his defense, Caesar told his friends, "Ligarius is definitely a bad guy and an enemy. But why not listen to Cicero give another speech?" As soon as Cicero started to speak, he moved Caesar deeply, and his speech was filled with such a mix of emotions and such beautiful language that Caesar’s face changed several times, making it clear that all of his feelings were stirred up. When the orator finally mentioned the Battle of Pharsalus, Caesar was so affected that he trembled all over and some of the papers he was holding fell from his hands. Consequently, he was overwhelmed and acquitted Ligarius.
Henceforth, the commonwealth being changed into a monarchy, Cicero withdrew himself from public affairs, and employed his leisure in instructing those young men that wished, in philosophy; and by the near intercourse he thus had with some of the noblest and highest in rank, he again began to possess great influence in the city. The work which he set himself to do was to compose and translate philosophical dialogues and to render logical and physical terms into the Roman idiom. For he it was, as it is said, who first or principally gave Latin names to technical Greek terms, which, either by metaphors or other means of accommodation, he succeeded in making intelligible to the Romans. For his recreation, he exercised his dexterity in poetry, and when he was set to it, would make five hundred verses in a night. He spent the greatest part of his time at his country-house near Tusculum.
From this point on, after the commonwealth changed into a monarchy, Cicero stepped back from public life and spent his free time teaching philosophy to young men who were interested. Through his close connections with some of the most noble and high-ranking individuals, he regained significant influence in the city. His main focus was to write and translate philosophical dialogues and to adapt logical and physical terms into Latin. It is said that he was the first, or one of the first, to assign Latin names to technical Greek terms, making them understandable for the Romans through metaphors and other means. For fun, he practiced his skills in poetry, and when he put his mind to it, he could compose five hundred lines in a single night. He spent most of his time at his country house near Tusculum.
He had a design, it is said, of writing the history of his country, combining with it much of that of Greece, and incorporating in it all the stories and legends of the past that he had collected. But his purposes were interfered with by various public and various private unhappy occurrences and misfortunes; for most of which he was himself in fault. For first of all, he put away his wife, Terentia, by whom he had been neglected in the time of the war, and sent away destitute of necessaries for his journey; neither did he find her kind when he returned into Italy, for she did not join him at Brundusium, where he staid a long time, and would not allow her young daughter, who undertook so long a journey, decent attendance, or the requisite expenses; besides, she left him a naked and empty house, and yet had involved him in many and great debts. These were alleged as the fairest reasons for the divorce. But Terentia, who denied them all, had the most unmistakable defence furnished her by her husband himself, who not long after married a young maiden for the love of her beauty, as Terentia upbraided him; or as Tiro, his emancipated slave, has written, for her riches, to discharge his debts. For the young woman was very rich, and Cicero had the custody of her estate, being left guardian in trust; and being in debt many myriads of money, he was persuaded by his friends and relations to marry her, notwithstanding their disparity of age, and to use her money to satisfy his creditors. Antony, who mentions this marriage in his answer to the Phillippics, reproaches him for putting away a wife with whom he had lived to old age; adding some happy strokes of sarcasm on Cicero's domestic, inactive, unsoldier-like habits. Not long after this marriage, his daughter died at Lentulus's house, to whom she had been married after the death of Piso, her former husband. The philosophers from all parts came to comfort Cicero; for his grief was so excessive, that he put away his newly-married wife, because she seemed to be pleased at the death of Tullia.
He planned to write the history of his country, including much of Greece's history, and also wanted to add all the stories and legends he had collected over the years. However, his plans were disrupted by various public and private misfortunes, most of which he was responsible for. First, he divorced his wife, Terentia, who had neglected him during the war, and sent her off with nothing for her journey. When he returned to Italy, he found her unwelcoming; she didn't meet him in Brundusium, where he stayed for a long time, and she refused to provide her young daughter, who was undertaking a long journey, with proper care or expenses. Additionally, she left him with an empty house while piling up significant debts. He cited these as the main reasons for the divorce. But Terentia, who denied all the accusations, received clear evidence of her husband's wrongdoing when he soon married a young woman, as Terentia accused him of marrying only for her beauty; or as Tiro, his freed slave, wrote, for her wealth to pay off his debts. The young woman was quite wealthy, and Cicero was the guardian of her estate, having been appointed in trust; deeply in debt, he was encouraged by friends and family to marry her, despite their age difference, to use her money to settle his obligations. Antony criticized him for divorcing a wife he had grown old with, mocking Cicero's domestic, inactive, and unmilitary-like lifestyle in his reply to the Philippics. Shortly after this marriage, his daughter died at Lentulus's house, where she had been living after her previous husband, Piso, had died. Philosophers from all around came to console Cicero; his grief was so overwhelming that he ended his marriage with his new wife, believing she appeared pleased by Tullia's death.
He had no concern in the design that was now forming to kill Caesar, although, in general, he was Brutus's confidant.
He didn't care about the plan that was now being made to kill Caesar, even though he was generally Brutus's trusted friend.
But as soon as the act was committed by Brutus and Cassius, and the friends of Caesar had assembled, so that there was danger of another civil war, Antony, being consul, convened the senate, and made a short address recommending concord. And Cicero, following with various remarks such as the occasion called for, persuaded the senate to imitate the Athenians, and decree an amnesty for what had been done in Caesar's case, and to bestow provinces on Brutus and Cassius. But neither of these things took effect. For as soon as the common people, who were naturally inclined to pity, saw the dead body of Caesar borne through the market-place, and Antony showing his clothes stained with blood, and pierced through in every part with swords, they were enraged to such a degree of frenzy, that they made a search for the murderers, and with firebrands in their hands ran to their houses to burn them.
But as soon as Brutus and Cassius committed the act and Caesar's supporters gathered, putting the city at risk of another civil war, Antony, as consul, called the senate together and gave a brief speech urging unity. Cicero followed up with various comments suited to the situation, convincing the senate to emulate the Athenians and declare an amnesty for what had happened to Caesar, while also proposing that provinces be granted to Brutus and Cassius. However, neither of these proposals came to fruition. For when the common people, who were naturally inclined to sympathy, saw Caesar’s dead body being carried through the marketplace, and Antony revealing his blood-soaked clothing, pierced with sword wounds, they became so furious that they searched for the murderers, armed with torches, and ran to their homes to burn them down.
Antony at this was in exultation, and every one was alarmed at the prospect that he would make himself sole ruler, and Cicero more than any one else. For Antony, seeing his influence reviving in the commonwealth, and knowing how closely he was connected with Brutus, was ill-pleased to have him in the city. Besides, there had been some former jealousy between them, occasioned by the difference of their manners. Cicero, fearing the event, was inclined to go as lieutenant with Dolabella into Syria. But Hirtius and Pansa, consuls-elect as successors of Antony, good men and lovers of Cicero, entreated him not to leave them, undertaking to put down Antony if he would stay in Rome. And he, neither distrusting wholly, nor trusting them, let Dolabella go without him, promising Hirtius that he would go and spend his summer at Athens, and return again when he entered upon his office. So he set out on his journey; but some delay occurring in his passage, new intelligence, as often happens, came suddenly from Rome, that Antony had made an astonishing change, and was managing the public affairs in harmony with the will of the senate, and that there wanted nothing but his presence to bring things to a happy settlement. Therefore, blaming himself for his cowardice, he returned to Rome, and was not deceived in his hopes at the beginning. For such multitudes flocked out to meet him, that the compliments and civilities which were paid him at the gates, and at this entrance into the city, took up almost a whole day's time.
Antony was ecstatic about this, and everyone was worried that he would try to become the sole ruler, especially Cicero. Antony, seeing his power returning in the republic and knowing how close he was to Brutus, was not happy to have him in the city. Additionally, there had been some jealousy between them in the past due to their differing personalities. Cicero, fearing the outcome, considered joining Dolabella as a deputy in Syria. However, Hirtius and Pansa, the consuls-elect who were set to succeed Antony and were good men and supporters of Cicero, urged him not to leave, promising they would take care of Antony if he stayed in Rome. Unsure of how to proceed, Cicero decided to let Dolabella go without him, assuring Hirtius that he would spend his summer in Athens and return when he took office. So, he set off on his journey; but after some delays, news came unexpectedly from Rome that Antony had made a stunning shift and was running public affairs in line with the senate's wishes, and all that was needed was his presence to bring everything to a positive conclusion. Regretting his earlier cowardice, Cicero returned to Rome, and his initial hopes were not misplaced. So many people came out to greet him that the honors and kindness shown to him at the gates and during his entrance into the city took almost an entire day.
On the morrow, Antony convened the senate, and summoned Cicero thither. But he kept his bed, pretending to be ill from his journey; but the true reason seemed to be the fear of some design against him, upon a suspicion and intimation given him on his way to Rome. Antony, however, showed great offence at the affront, and sent soldiers, commanding them to bring him or burn his house; but many interceding and supplicating for him, he was contented to accept sureties. Ever after when they met, they passed one another in silence, and continued on their guard, till the younger Caesar (Augustus), coming from Apollonia, entered on the first Caesar's inheritance, and was engaged in a dispute with Antony about two thousand five hundred myriads of money, which Antony detained from the estate.
The next day, Antony called a meeting of the senate and summoned Cicero to come. But Cicero stayed in bed, claiming to be unwell from his journey; however, the real reason seemed to be his fear of a plot against him, following some hints he received on his way to Rome. Antony, on the other hand, was very offended by the snub and sent soldiers, ordering them to either bring Cicero to him or burn his house down; but many people intervened and begged for mercy on his behalf, and Antony agreed to accept sureties. From then on, whenever they crossed paths, they ignored each other and remained cautious, until the younger Caesar (Augustus) returned from Apollonia, took on the first Caesar's legacy, and became embroiled in a dispute with Antony over two thousand five hundred myriads of money that Antony was holding back from the estate.
Upon this, Philippus, who married the mother, and Marcellus, who married the sister of young Caesar, came with the young man to Cicero, and agreed with him that Cicero should give them the aid of his eloquence and political influence with the senate and people, and Caesar give Cicero the defence of his riches and arms. For the young man had already a great party of the soldiers of Caesar about him. And Cicero's readiness to join him was founded, it is said, on some yet stronger motives; for it seems, while Pompey and Caesar were yet alive, Cicero, in his sleep, had fancied himself engaged in calling some of the sons of the senators into the capitol, Jupiter, according to the dream, being about to declare one of them the chief ruler of Rome. The citizens, running up with curiosity, stood about the temple, and the youths, sitting in their purple-bordered robes, kept silence. On a sudden the doors opened, and the youths, arising one by one in order, passed round the god, who reviewed them all, and, to their sorrow, dismissed them; but when this one was passing by, the god stretched forth his right hand and said, "O ye Romans, this young man, when he shall be lord of Rome, shall put an end to all your civil wars." It is said that Cicero formed from his dream a distinct image of the youth, and retained it afterwards perfectly, but did not know who it was. The next day, going down into the Campus Martius, he met the boys returning from their gymnastic exercises, and the first was he, just as he had appeared to him in his dream. Being astonished at it, he asked him who were his parents. And it proved to be this young Caesar, whose father was a man of no great eminence, Octavius, and his mother, Attia, Caesar's sister's daughter; for which reason, Caesar, who had no children, made him by will the heir of his house and property. From that time, it is said that Cicero studiously noticed the youth whenever he met him, and he as kindly received the civility; and by fortune he happened to be born when Cicero was consul.
After this, Philippus, who married the mother, and Marcellus, who married the sister of young Caesar, came to Cicero with the young man. They agreed that Cicero would use his persuasive skills and political influence with the Senate and the people, while Caesar would protect Cicero's wealth and power. The young man already had a significant number of Caesar's soldiers with him. Cicero's willingness to support him was reportedly based on even stronger motivations. It seems that while Pompey and Caesar were still alive, Cicero had a dream in which he imagined himself calling some of the senators' sons to the Capitol, where Jupiter was about to announce one of them as the ruler of Rome. Curious citizens gathered around the temple, and the young men, dressed in their purple-bordered robes, remained silent. Suddenly, the doors opened, and the young men stood up one by one, passing before the god, who examined them all and, to their disappointment, dismissed them. However, when this particular young man approached, the god extended his right hand and said, "Oh Romans, this young man, when he becomes the lord of Rome, will end all your civil wars." Cicero is said to have formed a clear image of the youth from his dream and remembered it perfectly, though he didn’t know who it was. The next day, as he walked in the Campus Martius, he encountered the boys returning from their gymnastic exercises, and the first one he saw was exactly as he had appeared in the dream. Surprised, he asked the boy who his parents were. It turned out to be this young Caesar, whose father was a man of no great importance, Octavius, and whose mother, Attia, was Caesar's sister's daughter. For this reason, Caesar, having no children of his own, made him the heir of his estate in his will. From that time on, it is said that Cicero paid close attention to the young man whenever he saw him, and the young man warmly received his gestures of respect. By chance, he was born at a time when Cicero was consul.
These were the reasons spoken of; but it was principally Cicero's hatred of Antony, and a temper unable to resist honor, which fastened him to Caesar, with the purpose of getting the support of Caesar's power for his own public designs. For the young man went so far in his court to him, that he called him Father; at which Brutus was so highly displeased, that, in his epistles to Atticus he reflected on Cicero saying, it was manifest, by his courting Caesar for fear of Antony, he did not intend liberty to his country, but an indulgent master to himself. Notwithstanding, Brutus took Cicero's son, then studying philosophy at Athens, gave him a command, and employed him in various ways, with a good result. Cicero's own power at this time was at the greatest height in the city, and he did whatsoever he pleased; he completely overpowered and drove out Antony, and sent the two consuls, Hirtius and Pansa, with an army, to reduce him; and, on the other hand, persuaded the senate to allow Caesar the lictors and ensigns of a praetor, as though he were his country's defender. But after Antony was defeated in battle, and the two consuls slain, the armies united, and ranged themselves with Caesar. And the senate, fearing the young man, and his extraordinary fortune, endeavored by honors and gifts, to call off the soldiers from him, and to lessen his power; professing there was no further need of arms, now Antony was put to flight.
These were the reasons given; but mainly it was Cicero's hatred of Antony and his inability to resist the lure of honor that tied him to Caesar, aiming to use Caesar's power for his own political ambitions. The young man even went as far as to call him Father; this displeased Brutus so much that in his letters to Atticus, he criticized Cicero, saying it was clear that by courting Caesar out of fear of Antony, he didn’t plan for his country’s freedom but rather sought a lenient master for himself. Despite this, Brutus took Cicero’s son, who was studying philosophy in Athens, gave him a command, and used him in various constructive ways. At this time, Cicero’s influence in the city was at its peak, and he acted with complete authority, overpowering and driving out Antony, and sending the two consuls, Hirtius and Pansa, with an army to confront him. On the other hand, he convinced the senate to grant Caesar the lictors and symbols of a praetor, as if he were the protector of his country. But after Antony was defeated in battle and the two consuls were killed, the armies united and aligned themselves with Caesar. The senate, fearing the young man and his remarkable success, tried to win over the soldiers with honors and gifts to diminish his power, claiming there was no longer a need for arms now that Antony was in retreat.
This gave Caesar a fright, and he privately sent friends to entreat Cicero to procure the consular dignity for them both together; saying that he should manage the affair as he pleased, should have the supreme power, and govern the young man who was only desirous of name and glory.
This scared Caesar, and he secretly sent friends to ask Cicero to help them both get the consulship together; saying that he would handle the situation however he wanted, would have the ultimate power, and would control the young man who only wanted fame and recognition.
And now, more than at any other time, Cicero let himself be carried away and deceived, though an old man, by the persuasions of a boy. He joined him in soliciting votes, and procured the good-will of the senate, not without blame at the time on the part of his friends; and he, too, soon enough after, saw that he had ruined himself, and betrayed the liberty of his country. For the young man, once established, and possessed of the office of consul, bade Cicero farewell; and reconciling himself with Antony and Lepidus, joined his power with theirs, and divided the government, like a piece of property, with them. Thus united, they made a schedule of above two hundred persons who were to be put to death. But the greatest contention in all their debates was on the question of Cicero's case. Antony would come to no conditions, unless he should be the first man to be killed. Lepidus held with Antony, and Caesar opposed them both. They met secretly and by themselves, for three days together, near the town of Bononia. The spot was not far from the camp, with a river surrounding it. Caesar, it is said, contended earnestly for Cicero the first two days; but on the third day he yielded, and gave him up. The terms of their mutual concessions were these; that Caesar should desert Cicero, Lepidus his brother Paulus, and Antony, Lucius Caesar, his uncle by his mother's side. Thus they let their anger and fury take from them the sense of humanity, and demonstrated that no beast is more savage than man, when possessed with power proportioned to his rage.
And now, more than ever, Cicero allowed himself to be swayed and misled, despite being an old man, by the persuasion of a young man. He joined him in campaigning for votes and won the favor of the senate, not without earning criticism from his friends at the time. Soon enough, he realized he had ruined himself and betrayed the freedom of his country. Once the young man secured his position as consul, he said goodbye to Cicero and made peace with Antony and Lepidus, aligning his power with theirs and dividing the government as if it were property. United, they created a list of over two hundred people to be executed. The biggest argument among them centered around Cicero's fate. Antony insisted that he be the first to die. Lepidus sided with Antony, while Caesar opposed both of them. They secretly met for three days near the town of Bononia. The location was close to the camp and surrounded by a river. It’s said that Caesar strongly advocated for Cicero during the first two days, but on the third day, he gave in and abandoned him. The terms of their mutual agreements were that Caesar would abandon Cicero, Lepidus would betray his brother Paulus, and Antony would betray Lucius Caesar, his maternal uncle. Thus, they allowed their anger and rage to strip them of their humanity, showing that no creature is more brutal than a man when fueled by power that matches his fury.
While these things were contriving, Cicero was with his brother at his country-house near Tusculum; whence, hearing of the proscriptions, they determined to pass to Astura, a villa of Cicero's near the sea, and to take shipping from there for Macedonia to Brutus, of whose strength in that province news had already been heard. They traveled together in their separate litters, overwhelmed with sorrow; and often stopping on the way till their litters came together, condoled with one another. But Quintus was the more disheartened, when he reflected on his want of means for his journey; for, as he said, he had brought nothing with him from home. And even Cicero himself had but a slender provision. It was judged therefore most expedient that Cicero should make what haste he could to fly, and Quintus return home to provide necessaries, and thus resolved, they mutually embraced, and parted with many tears.
While this was happening, Cicero was with his brother at his country house near Tusculum. When they heard about the proscriptions, they decided to go to Astura, a villa of Cicero's near the sea, and take a boat from there to Macedonia to meet Brutus, whose strength in that region they had already heard news about. They traveled together in their separate litters, filled with sorrow, and often stopped along the way until their litters came together to comfort each other. However, Quintus was more disheartened as he thought about his lack of resources for the journey because, as he said, he had brought nothing with him from home. Even Cicero himself had only a small amount of supplies. It was therefore decided that Cicero should hurry to escape, while Quintus would go back home to gather what they needed. Resolving this, they embraced each other and parted with many tears.
Quintus, within a few days after, was betrayed by his servants to those who came to search for him, and slain, together with his young son. But Cicero was carried to Astura, where, finding a vessel, he immediately went on board of her, and sailed as far as Circaeum with a prosperous gale; but when the pilots resolved immediately to set sail from there, whether he feared the sea, or did not wholly lose faith in Caesar, he went on shore, and passed by land a hundred furlongs, as if he was going to Rome. But losing resolution and changing his mind, he again returned to the sea, and there spent the night in fear and perplexity. Sometimes he resolved to go into Caesar's house privately, and there kill himself upon the altar of his household gods, to bring divine vengeance upon him; but the fear of torture restrained him. And after passing through a variety of confused and uncertain counsels, at last he let his servants carry him by sea to Capitae, where he had a house, an agreeable place to retire to in the heat of summer, when the Etesian winds are so pleasant.
Quintus, just a few days later, was betrayed by his servants to those seeking him, and he was killed, along with his young son. Meanwhile, Cicero was taken to Astura, where he found a ship, immediately boarded, and sailed as far as Circaeum with a good wind. However, when the crew decided to set sail from there, whether out of fear of the sea or some lingering hope in Caesar, he went ashore and traveled a hundred furlongs on land, as if he was heading to Rome. But losing his resolve and changing his mind, he returned to the sea and spent the night there in fear and confusion. At times, he considered sneaking into Caesar's house to kill himself on the altar of his household gods to invoke divine retribution against him, but the fear of torture held him back. After going through a mix of jumbled and uncertain thoughts, he finally allowed his servants to take him by sea to Capitae, where he had a house, a nice place to retreat to in the summer heat, when the Etesian winds are so pleasant.
There was at that place a chapel of Apollo, not far from the sea-side, from which a flight of crows rose with a great noise, and made towards Cicero's vessel as it rowed to land, and lighting on both sides of the yard, some croaked, others pecked the ends of the ropes. This was looked upon by all as an evil omen; and, therefore, Cicero went again ashore, and entering his house, lay down upon his bed to compose himself at rest. Many of the crows settled about the window, making a dismal cawing; but one of them alighted upon the bed where Cicero lay covered up, and with its bill, little by little pecked off the clothes from his face. His servants, seeing this, blamed themselves that they should stay to be spectators of their master's murder, and do nothing in his defence, while the brute creatures came to assist and take care of him in his undeserved affliction; and therefore, partly by entreaty, partly by force, they took him up, and carried him in his litter toward the sea-side.
There was a chapel dedicated to Apollo near the seaside, from which a flock of crows suddenly took flight with a loud noise, heading towards Cicero's boat as it approached the shore. They landed on both sides of the yard; some cawed loudly while others pecked at the ends of the ropes. Everyone saw this as a bad omen, so Cicero went back ashore. He entered his house and lay down on his bed to try to calm himself. Many of the crows gathered around the window, making mournful caws, but one of them landed on the bed where Cicero was hidden under the covers and began to peck away the clothes from his face. His servants, witnessing this, felt guilty for standing by and watching their master’s potential murder while the animals came to his aid in his undeserved suffering. So, they urged him to get up and, with some effort, carried him in his litter towards the seaside.
But in the meantime the assassins had come with a band of soldiers—Herennius, a centurion, and Popillius, a tribune, whom Cicero had formerly defended when prosecuted for the murder of his father. Finding the door shut, they broke them open, and when Cicero did not appear and those within said they did not know where he was, it is stated that a youth, who had been educated by Cicero in the liberal arts and sciences, an emancipated slave of his brother Quintus, Philologus by name, informed the tribune that the litter was on its way to the sea through the close and shady walks. The tribune, taking a few with him, ran to the place where he was to come out. And Cicero, perceiving Herennius running in the walks, commanded his servants to set down the litter; and stroking his chin, as he used to do, with his left hand, he looked steadfastly upon his murderers, his person covered with dust, his beard and hair untrimmed, and his face worn with his troubles. So that the greatest part of those that stood by covered their faces whilst Herennius slew him. And thus was he murdered, stretching forth his neck out of the litter, being now in his sixty-fourth year. Herennius cut off his head, and, by Antony's command, his hands also, by which his Philippics were written; for so Cicero styled those orations he wrote against Antony, and so they are called to this day.
But in the meantime, the assassins had arrived with a group of soldiers—Herennius, a centurion, and Popillius, a tribune, whom Cicero had previously defended when he was accused of murdering his father. When they found the door locked, they broke it open, and since Cicero did not come out and those inside said they didn't know where he was, it’s said that a young man, who had been educated by Cicero in the arts and sciences, an emancipated slave of his brother Quintus named Philologus, told the tribune that the litter was headed to the sea through the narrow and shady paths. The tribune took a few men with him and ran to the spot where Cicero would emerge. When Cicero saw Herennius running in the paths, he ordered his servants to put down the litter; and stroking his chin, as he often did, with his left hand, he steadily looked at his murderers, his body covered in dust, his beard and hair unkempt, and his face weary from his troubles. Most of those watching covered their faces while Herennius killed him. And so he was murdered, stretching his neck out of the litter, at the age of sixty-four. Herennius severed his head, and, on Antony's orders, cut off his hands as well—the ones used to write his Philippics, as Cicero called the speeches he wrote against Antony, and they are still referred to as such today.
When these members of Cicero were brought to Rome, Antony was holding an assembly for the choice of public officers; and when he heard it, and saw them, he cried out, "Now let there be an end of our proscriptions." He commanded his head and hands to be fastened up over the Rostra, where the orators spoke; a sight which the Roman people shuddered to behold, and they believed they saw there not the face of Cicero, but the image of Antony's own soul.
When these members of Cicero were brought to Rome, Antony was holding a meeting to choose public officials; and when he heard about it and saw them, he shouted, "Let’s put an end to our proscriptions." He ordered his head and hands to be displayed up over the Rostra, where the orators spoke; a sight that the Roman people found horrifying to witness, and they believed they were seeing not just Cicero's face, but a reflection of Antony's own soul.
A long time after, Augustus, when visiting one of his daughter's sons, found him with a book of Cicero's in his hand. The boy for fear endeavored to hide it under his gown; but Caesar took it from him, and turning over a great part of the book standing, gave it to him again, and said, "My child, this was a learned man, and a lover of his country." And immediately after he had vanquished Antony, being then consul, he made Cicero's son his colleague in the office; and, under that consulship, the senate took down all the statues of Antony, and abolished all the other honors that had been given him, and decreed that none of that family should thereafter bear the name of Marcus; and thus the final acts of the punishment of Antony were, by the divine powers, devolved upon the family of Cicero.
A long time later, Augustus, while visiting one of his grandson’s homes, found him holding a book by Cicero. The boy, scared, tried to hide it under his gown, but Caesar took it from him. Flipping through a large section of the book while standing, he handed it back and said, "My child, this was a learned man and a patriot." Immediately after defeating Antony, while he was consul, he made Cicero’s son his colleague in the office. Under that consulship, the senate removed all the statues of Antony, abolished all the honors given to him, and decreed that no one from his family could ever bear the name Marcus again. Thus, the final acts of punishment against Antony were, by divine will, passed onto Cicero’s family.
COMPARISON OF DEMOSTHENES AND CICERO
These are the most memorable circumstances recorded in history of Demosthenes and Cicero which have come to our knowledge. But, omitting an exact comparison of their respective faculties in speaking, yet this seems fit to be said: That Demosthenes, to make himself a master in rhetoric, applied all the faculties he had, natural or acquired, wholly that way; that he far surpassed in force and strength of eloquence in political and judicial speaking all his contemporaries, in grandeur and majesty all the panegyrical orators, and in accuracy and science all the logicians and rhetoricians of his day; that Cicero was highly educated, and by his diligent study became a most accomplished general scholar in all these branches, having left behind him numerous philosophical treatises of his own on Academic principles; as, indeed, even in his written speeches, both political and judicial, we see him continually trying to show his learning by the way. And one may discover the different temper of each of them in their speeches. For Demosthenes's oratory was, without all embellishment and jesting, wholly composed for real effect and seriousness; not smelling of the lamp, as Pytheas scoffingly said, but of the temperance, thoughtfulness, austerity, and grave earnestness of his temper. Whereas, Cicero's love of mockery often ran him into scurrility; and in his love of laughing away serious arguments in judicial cases by jests and facetious remarks, with a view to the advantage of his clients, he paid too little regard to what was decent. We are told that Cicero, being consul, undertook the defence of Murena against Cato's prosecution; and, by way of bantering Cato, made a long series of jokes upon the absurd paradoxes, as they are called, of the Stoic sect. When loud laughter passed from the crowd to the judges, Cato, with a quiet smile, said to those that sat next to him, "My friends, what an amusing consul we have."
These are the most memorable events recorded in history about Demosthenes and Cicero that we know of. Without making a direct comparison of their speaking abilities, it’s worth saying this: Demosthenes dedicated all his natural and learned skills to master rhetoric; he greatly outshone all his contemporaries in the power and strength of his eloquence in political and legal speaking, surpassed all the panegyrical orators in grandeur and majesty, and excelled over all the logicians and rhetoricians of his time in accuracy and knowledge. Cicero, on the other hand, was highly educated and became a well-rounded scholar in these areas through hard work, leaving behind many philosophical writings of his own on Academic principles; indeed, even in his written speeches, both political and legal, he consistently tried to showcase his learning. You can see the different styles of each in their speeches. Demosthenes's oratory was straightforward, serious, and aimed at real impact, not “scented with the lamp,” as Pytheas mockingly put it, but reflecting his temperance, thoughtfulness, seriousness, and earnestness. In contrast, Cicero’s fondness for mockery often led him to be somewhat scurrilous; in his tendency to make light of serious arguments in legal cases with jokes and humorous comments for the benefit of his clients, he often overlooked what was appropriate. It is said that when Cicero was consul, he defended Murena against Cato's prosecution and, in a bid to tease Cato, made a long series of jokes about the absurd contradictions attributed to the Stoic philosophers. When loud laughter erupted from the crowd to the judges, Cato, with a subtle smile, said to those sitting next to him, "My friends, what a funny consul we have."
And, indeed, Cicero was by natural temper very much disposed to mirth and pleasantry, and always appeared with a smiling and serene countenance. But Demosthenes had constant care and thoughtfulness in his look, and a serious anxiety which he seldom, if ever, laid aside; and, therefore, was accounted by his enemies, as he himself confessed, morose and ill-mannered.
And, indeed, Cicero was naturally inclined to be cheerful and lighthearted, always showing a smiling and calm face. But Demosthenes had a look of constant concern and seriousness, with a deep anxiety he rarely, if ever, let go of; as a result, his enemies, as he himself admitted, saw him as grumpy and rude.
Also, it is very evident, out of their several writings, that Demosthenes never touched upon his own praises but decently and without offence when there was need of it, and for some weightier end. But Cicero's immeasurable boasting of himself in his orations argues him guilty of an uncontrollable appetite for distinction, his cry being evermore that "Arms should give place to the gown, and the soldier's laurel to the tongue." And at last we find him extolling not only his deeds and actions, but his orations, as well those that were only spoken, as those that were published.
Also, it’s clear from their various writings that Demosthenes only mentioned his own achievements modestly and without causing offense when it was necessary and for a significant purpose. In contrast, Cicero's endless self-promotion in his speeches shows his uncontrollable desire for recognition, always insisting that "Arms should yield to the gown, and the soldier's laurel to the tongue." Eventually, we see him praising not just his deeds and actions, but also his speeches, whether they were delivered in person or published.
It is necessary for a political leader to be an able speaker; but it is an ignoble thing for any man to admire the glory of his own eloquence. And, in this matter, Demosthenes had a more than ordinary gravity and magnificence of mind, for he considered his talent in speaking nothing more than a mere accomplishment and matter of practice, the success of which must depend greatly on the good-will and candor of his hearers, and regarded those who pride themselves on such accounts to be men of a low and petty disposition.
It’s important for a political leader to be a skilled speaker, but it’s disgraceful for anyone to take pride in their own eloquence. In this regard, Demosthenes had an extraordinary level of seriousness and greatness of mind; he viewed his speaking talent as just a skill that required practice, the effectiveness of which relied heavily on the goodwill and honesty of his audience, and he considered those who boast about such abilities to be small-minded and trivial.
The power of persuading and governing the people did, indeed, equally belong to both, so that those who had armies and camps at command stood in need of their assistance; as Chares, Diopithes, and Leosthenes did that of Demosthenes, and Pompey and young Caesar of Cicero's, as the latter himself admits in his Memoirs addressed to Agrippa and Maecenas. But what are thought and commonly said most to demonstrate and try the tempers of men, namely, authority and place, by moving every passion, and discovering every frailty, these are things which Demosthenes never received; nor was he ever in a position to give such proof of himself, having never obtained any eminent office, nor led any of those armies into the field against Philip which he raised by his eloquence. Cicero, on the other hand, was sent quaestor into Sicily, and proconsul into Cilicia and Cappadocia, at a time when avarice was at the height, and the commanders and governors who were employed abroad, as though they thought it a mean thing to steal, set themselves to seize by open force; so that it seemed no heinous matter to take bribes, but he that did it most moderately was in good esteem. And yet he, at this time, gave the most abundant proofs alike of his contempt of riches and of his humanity and good-nature. And at Rome, when he was created consul in name, but indeed received sovereign and dictatorial authority against Catiline and his conspirators, he attested the truth of Plato's prediction, that then only would the miseries of states be at an end, when by a happy fortune supreme power, wisdom, and justice should be united in one.
The ability to persuade and lead the people truly belonged to both sides, which meant that those with armies and camps relied on their support; for instance, Chares, Diopithes, and Leosthenes depended on Demosthenes, just as Pompey and young Caesar relied on Cicero, as Cicero himself acknowledges in his Memoirs to Agrippa and Maecenas. However, what is often considered the best way to test and reveal people's characters—authority and status—by stirring every emotion and revealing every weakness, is something Demosthenes never held; he never had the chance to prove himself in this way, as he never achieved any high office nor commanded the armies he inspired through his speeches against Philip. In contrast, Cicero was appointed quaestor in Sicily and proconsul in Cilicia and Cappadocia during a time when greed was rampant. The commanders and governors stationed abroad, thinking it beneath them to steal, openly resorted to force; thus, taking bribes seemed acceptable, and those who did so modestly were well-regarded. Yet, during this time, Cicero showed clear evidence of his disdain for wealth, as well as his humanity and kindness. In Rome, when he was named consul, but essentially held supreme and dictatorial authority against Catiline and his conspirators, he confirmed Plato's prediction that the suffering of states would only end when supreme power, wisdom, and justice came together in one person.
It is said, to the reproach of Demosthenes, that his eloquence was mercenary; that he privately made orations for Phormion and Apollodorus, though adversaries in the same cause; that he was charged with moneys received from the king of Persia, and condemned for bribes from Harpalus. And should we grant that all those (and they are not few) who have made these statements against him have spoken what is untrue, yet we cannot assert that Demosthenes was not the character to look without desire on the presents offered him out of respect and gratitude by royal persons. But that Cicero refused, from the Sicilians when he was quaestor, from the king of Cappadocia when he was proconsul, and from his friends at Rome when he was in exile, many presents, though urged to receive them, has been said already.
It’s said, to the shame of Demosthenes, that his speaking skills were for sale; that he secretly created speeches for Phormion and Apollodorus, even though they were opponents in the same case; that he was accused of taking money from the king of Persia and was found guilty of accepting bribes from Harpalus. Even if we accept that all those (and there are quite a few) who have made these claims against him are lying, we still can’t claim that Demosthenes didn’t have the kind of character that would find it hard to refuse gifts offered to him out of respect and gratitude by royal figures. However, it has already been noted that Cicero refused many gifts from the Sicilians when he was quaestor, from the king of Cappadocia when he was proconsul, and from his friends in Rome while he was in exile, even when he was pressured to accept them.
Moreover, Demosthenes's banishment was infamous, upon conviction for bribery; Cicero's very honorable, for ridding his country of a set of villains. Therefore, when Demosthenes fled from his country, no man regarded it; for Cicero's sake the senate changed their habit, and put on mourning, and would not be persuaded to make any act before Cicero's return was decreed. Cicero, however, passed his exile idly in Macedonia. But the very exile of Demosthenes made up a great part of the services he did for his country; for he went through the cities of Greece, and everywhere, as we have said, joined in the conflict on behalf of the Greeks, driving out the Macedonian ambassadors, and approving himself a much better citizen than Themistocles and Alcibiades did in a similar fortune. And, after his return, he again devoted himself to the same public service, and continued firm in his opposition to Antipater and the Macedonians. Whereas Laelius reproached Cicero in the senate for sitting silent when Caesar, a beardless youth, asked leave to come forward, contrary to the law, as a candidate for the consulship; and Brutus, in his epistles, charges him with nursing and rearing a greater and more heavy tyranny than that they had removed.
Moreover, Demosthenes's exile was notorious, as he was convicted of bribery; Cicero's was quite honorable, as he rid his country of a group of criminals. So, when Demosthenes fled his homeland, no one paid it any mind; for Cicero's sake, the senate changed their attire, wore mourning, and refused to take any action until they decreed Cicero's return. However, Cicero spent his time in exile in Macedonia doing nothing. But Demosthenes's exile contributed significantly to the good he did for his country, as he traveled through the cities of Greece and, as we've mentioned, joined the fight for the Greeks, driving out the Macedonian ambassadors, proving to be a much better citizen than Themistocles and Alcibiades were in similar circumstances. After his return, he again dedicated himself to public service and remained steadfast in his opposition to Antipater and the Macedonians. On the other hand, Laelius criticized Cicero in the senate for staying silent when Caesar, a young man, sought permission to run for the consulship against the law; and Brutus, in his letters, accused him of fostering an even greater and more oppressive tyranny than the one they had overthrown.
Finally, Cicero's death excites our pity; for an old man to be miserably carried up and down by his servants, flying and hiding himself from that death which was, in the course of nature, so near at hand; and yet at last to be murdered. Demosthenes, though he seemed to supplicate a little at first, yet, by his preparing and keeping the poison by him, demands our admiration; and still more admirable was his using it. When the temple of the god no longer afforded him a sanctuary, he took refuge, as it were, at a mightier altar, freeing himself from arms and soldiers, and laughing to scorn the cruelty of Antipater.
Finally, Cicero's death evokes our sympathy; for an elderly man to be helplessly carried around by his servants, desperately fleeing from that death which was, by the natural course of things, so imminent; and yet ultimately to be killed. Demosthenes, although he seemed to plead a bit at first, demands our admiration for preparing and keeping poison on hand, and even more so for actually using it. When the temple of the god no longer offered him refuge, he sought safety, as it were, at a more powerful altar, freeing himself from arms and soldiers, and scoffing at Antipater's cruelty.
ALCIBAIDES
Alcibiades, it is supposed, was descended from Ajax, by his father's side; and by his mother's side from Alcmaeon. Dinomache, his mother, was the daughter of Megacles. His father (Clinias) having fitted out a galley at his own expense, gained great honor in the seafight at Artemisium, and was afterwards slain in the battle of Coronea, fighting against the Boeotians. The friendship which Socrates felt for him has much contributed to his fame; and though we have no account from any writer concerning the mother of Nicias or Demosthenes, of Lamachus or Phormion, of Thrasybulus or Theramenes, notwithstanding these were all illustrious men of the same period, yet we know even the nurse of Alcibiades, that her country was Lacedaemon, and her name Amycla; and that Zopyrus was his teacher and attendant; the one being recorded by Antisthenes, and the other by Plato.
Alcibiades is believed to be a descendant of Ajax on his father's side and from Alcmaeon on his mother's side. His mother, Dinomache, was the daughter of Megacles. His father, Clinias, outfitted a ship at his own expense, earning great honor in the naval battle at Artemisium, and he was later killed in the battle of Coronea while fighting against the Boeotians. Socrates's friendship with him greatly contributed to his fame; and although there are no records from any writers about the mothers of Nicias, Demosthenes, Lamachus, Phormion, Thrasybulus, or Theramenes, who were all prominent men of the same time, we do know that Alcibiades's nurse was from Lacedaemon and was named Amycla; Zopyrus was his teacher and attendant, with Antisthenes recording one and Plato recording the other.
It is not, perhaps, material to say anything of the beauty of Alcibiades, only that it bloomed with him in all the ages of his life, in his infancy, in his youth, and in his manhood; and, in the peculiar character becoming to each of these periods, gave him, in every one of them a grace and a charm. What Euripides says, that "Of all fair things the autumn, too, is fair," is by no means universally true. But it happened so with Alcibiades, amongst few others, by reason of his happy constitution and natural vigor of body. It is said that his lisping, when he spoke, became him well, and gave a grace and persuasiveness to his rapid speech. Aristophanes takes notice of it in the verses in which he jests at Theorus: "How like a colax he is," says Alcibiades, meaning a corax*; on which it is remarked,
It might not be necessary to mention Alcibiades' beauty, but it's worth noting that it shone throughout every stage of his life—his childhood, youth, and adulthood. Each phase highlighted different aspects of him, giving him a unique charm and grace. Euripides' claim that "Of all beautiful things, autumn is beautiful too" isn't always true. Yet, it applied to Alcibiades, more than to most, due to his fortunate nature and strong physical presence. People say that his lisp made him even more appealing, adding charm and persuasion to his quick speech. Aristophanes comments on it in the lines where he jokes about Theorus: "How much like a colax he is," referring to a corax*; to which it is noted,
"How very happily he lisped the truth," (*This fashionable Attic lisp, or careless articulation, turned the sound r into l. Colax, a flatterer; corax, a crow.)
"How happily he lisped the truth," (*This trendy Attic lisp, or careless way of speaking, changed the sound of r into l. Colax, a flatterer; corax, a crow.)
His conduct displayed many inconsistencies, not unnaturally, in accordance with the many wonderful vicissitudes of his fortunes; but, among the many strong passions of his real character, the most powerful of all was his ambition for superiority, which appears in several anecdotes told of him while he was a child. Once being hard pressed in wrestling, and fearing to be thrown, he got the hand of his antagonist to his mouth, and bit it with all his force; and when the other loosed his hold presently, and said, "You bite, Alcibiades, like a woman." "No," replied he, "like a lion." Another time, when playing at dice in the street, being then only a child, a loaded cart came that way, just as it was his turn to throw; at first he called to the driver to stop, because he was about to throw in the way over which the cart would pass; but when the man paid him no attention, and was driving on, the rest of the boys divided and sprang away; but Alcibiades threw himself on his face before the cart, and, stretching himself out, bade the carter pass on now if we would. The man was so startled that he put back his horses, while all that saw it were terrified, and, crying out, ran to assist Alcibiades. When he began to study, he obeyed all his other masters fairly well, but refused to learn upon the flute, as a thing unbecoming a free citizen; saying that to play upon the lute or the harp does not in any way disfigure a man's body or face, but one is hardly to be known by his most intimate friends, when playing on the flute. Besides, one who plays on the harp may speak or sing at the same time; but the use of the flute stops the mouth, intercepts the voice, and prevents all articulation. "Therefore," said he, "let the Theban youths pipe, who do not know how to speak, but we Athenians, as our ancestors have told us, have Athena for our patroness, and Apollo for our protector, one of whom threw away the flute, and the other stripped the Flute-player of his skin." Thus, between raillery and good earnest, Alcibiades kept not only himself but others from learning, as it presently became the talk of the young boys, how Alcibiades despised playing on the flute, and ridiculed those who studied it. In consequence of which, it ceased to be reckoned amongst the liberal accomplishments, and became generally neglected.
His behavior showed a lot of inconsistencies, which was to be expected given the ups and downs of his life. But, among all his strong passions, the biggest one was his ambition for greatness, which is evident in several stories from his childhood. Once, while wrestling and worried about being thrown, he bit his opponent's hand with all his strength. When the opponent let go and said, "You bite, Alcibiades, like a woman," he replied, "No, like a lion." Another time, while playing dice in the street as a child, a heavy cart approached just as it was his turn to throw. At first, he called for the driver to stop since he was about to throw where the cart would pass. When the driver ignored him and kept going, the other boys scattered, but Alcibiades threw himself in front of the cart and lay down, telling the driver to pass over him if he dared. The driver was so shocked that he pulled back the horses, while everyone who witnessed it was frightened and rushed to help Alcibiades. When he started studying, he followed most of his teachers well, but refused to learn the flute, claiming it was unfit for a free citizen. He argued that playing the lute or harp doesn't ruin a person's appearance, but when someone plays the flute, they're hardly recognizable even to their closest friends. Plus, playing the harp allows you to talk or sing at the same time, while the flute covers your mouth, blocks your voice, and stops you from articulating properly. "So," he said, "let the Theban youths play the flute, since they don’t know how to speak. But we Athenians, as our ancestors told us, have Athena as our patron and Apollo as our protector, one of whom discarded the flute, and the other stripped the Flute-player of his skin." Through teasing and seriousness, Alcibiades not only managed to keep himself from learning but also influenced others. It soon became the talk among the boys how Alcibiades looked down on playing the flute and mocked those who practiced it. As a result, it stopped being seen as a respectable skill and was generally neglected.
It was manifest that the many well-born persons who were continually seeking his company, and making court to him, were attracted and captivated by his extraordinary beauty only. But the affection which Socrates entertained for him is a great evidence of the natural noble qualities and good disposition of the boy, which Socrates, detected under his personal beauty; and fearing that his wealth and station, and the great number both of strangers and Athenians who flattered and caressed him, might at last corrupt him, resolved, if possible, to interpose, and preserve so hopeful a plant from perishing in the flower, before its fruit came to perfection. For never did fortune surround a man with so many of those things which we vulgarly call goods, or so protect him from every weapon of philosophy, and fence him from every access of free and searching words, as she did Alcibiades; who, from the beginning, was exposed to the flatteries of those who sought merely his gratification, such as might well unnerve him, and indispose him to listen to any real adviser or instructor. Yet such was the happiness of his genius, that he selected Socrates from the rest, and admitted him, while he drove away the wealthy and the noble who made court to him. In a little time, they grew intimate and Alcibiades, listening now to language entirely free from every thought of unmanly fondness and silly displays of affection, found himself with one who sought to la open to him the deficiencies of his mind and repress his vain and foolish arrogance, and "Dropped like the craven cock his conquered wing." He esteemed these endeavors of Socrates as most truly a means which the gods made use of for the care and preservation of youth, and it was a matter of general wonder, when people saw him joining Socrates in his meals and his exercises, living with him in the same tent, while he was reserved and rough to all others who made their addresses to him.
It was clear that many well-born people who constantly sought his company and tried to win him over were drawn solely by his extraordinary beauty. However, the affection Socrates had for him showed the boy's natural noble qualities and good character, which Socrates saw beneath his physical appearance. Worried that his wealth and status, along with the numerous flattering strangers and Athenians around him, might corrupt him, Socrates decided to intervene and protect such a promising young man before he could go astray. No one had ever been surrounded by so many things we commonly consider good, or been so shielded from the sharp insights of philosophy and free, probing discussions as Alcibiades. From the start, he was exposed to the flattery of those who only wanted to indulge him, which could easily weaken him and make him resistant to genuine advice. Yet, thanks to his fortunate nature, he chose Socrates over everyone else and welcomed him while pushing away the wealthy and noble suitors. In no time, they grew close, and Alcibiades, now listening to words free from any hint of unmanly affection or foolish displays, found himself with someone who aimed to show him the weaknesses of his mind and curb his vain arrogance, "dropping like the craven cock his conquered wing." He regarded Socrates' efforts as a genuine way the gods cared for and safeguarded youth, and it was a source of public amazement to see him sharing meals and workouts with Socrates, living in the same tent while being distant and harsh to everyone else who approached him.
He behaved in the same manner to all others who courted him, except one stranger, who, as the story is told, having but a small estate, sold it all for about a hundred staters, which he presented to Alcibiades, and besought him to accept. Alcibiades, smiling and well pleased at the thing, invited him to supper, and, after a very kind entertainment, gave him his gold again, requiring him, moreover, not to fail to be present the next day, when the public revenue was offered to farm, and to outbid all others. The man would have excused himself, because the contract was so large, and would cost many talents; but Alcibiades, who at that time a private pique against the existing farmers of the revenue threatened to have him beaten if he refused. The next morning, the stranger, coming to the market-place, offered a talent more that the existing rate; upon which the farmers, enraged and consulting together, called upon him to name his sureties, concluding that he could find none. The poor man, being startled at the proposal, began to retire; but ALCIBAIDES, standing at a distance, cried out to the magistrates, "Set my name down, he is a friend of mine; I will be security for him." When the other bidders heard this, they perceived that all their contrivance was defeated; for their way was, with the profits for the second year to pay the rent for the year preceding; so that, not seeing any other way to extricate themselves out of the difficulty, they began to treat with the stranger, and offered him a sum of money. Alcibiades would not suffer him to accept of less than a talent; but when that was paid down, he commanded him to relinquish the bargain, having by this device relieved his necessity.
He treated everyone who sought his attention the same way, except for one stranger. According to the story, this stranger had a small estate, which he sold for about a hundred staters and offered to Alcibiades, asking him to accept it. Alcibiades, smiling and pleased, invited him to dinner, and after a very nice meal, returned the gold to him, insisting he come back the next day when the public revenue was up for bidding and bid more than anyone else. The man hesitated, worried about the large contract and the many talents it would cost; but Alcibiades, who had a personal grudge against the current revenue farmers, threatened to have him beaten if he refused. The next morning, the stranger went to the market and offered a talent more than the current rate. The farmers, furious and huddling together, demanded he name his sureties, thinking he wouldn’t have any. Startled by their demand, the poor man began to back away, but Alcibiades, standing off to the side, shouted to the magistrates, "Write my name down; he's a friend of mine. I’ll vouch for him." When the other bidders heard this, they realized their plan was ruined. They normally relied on the profits from the second year to pay the rent for the previous year, so with no way to get out of their predicament, they started negotiating with the stranger and offered him money. Alcibiades wouldn’t let him accept less than a talent, and once that was given, he ordered him to drop the deal, having solved his problem through this clever plan.
Though Socrates had many power rivals, yet the natural good qualities of Alcibiades gave his affection the mastery. His words overcame him so much, as to draw tears from his eyes, and to disturb his very soul. Yet sometimes he would abandon himself to flatteries, when they proposed to him varieties of pleasure, and would desert Socrates; who, then, would pursue him, as if he had been a fugitive slave. He despised every one else, and had no reverence or awe for any but him. But as iron which is softened by the fire grows hard with the cold, and all its parts are closed again; so, as often as Socrates observed Alcibiades to be misled by luxury or pride he reduced and corrected him by his addresses, and made him humble and modest, by showing him in how many things he was deficient, and how very far from perfection in virtue.
Though Socrates had many rivals, the natural good qualities of Alcibiades captured his affection. Alcibiades' words affected him so deeply that they brought tears to his eyes and disturbed his very soul. However, there were times when he would give in to flattery and seek out various pleasures, abandoning Socrates. In those moments, Socrates would chase after him as if he were a runaway slave. He looked down on everyone else and had no respect or fear for anyone but Socrates. But just like iron that softens in the fire hardens again in the cold, whenever Socrates saw Alcibiades being led astray by luxury or pride, he would bring him back down to earth with his words and make him humble and modest by pointing out all the ways he was lacking and how far he was from true virtue.
When he was past his childhood, he went once to a grammar-school, and asked the master for one of Homer's books; and when he made answer that he had nothing of Homer's, Alcibiades gave him a blow with his fist, and went away. Another schoolmaster telling him that he had a copy of Homer corrected by himself; "Why?" said Alcibiades, "do you employ your time in teaching children to read? You, who are able to amend Homer, may well undertake to instruct men."
When he was done with childhood, he went to a grammar school and asked the teacher for one of Homer's books. When the teacher said he didn’t have any of Homer’s works, Alcibiades punched him and walked away. Another teacher told him that he had a copy of Homer that he had corrected himself. Alcibiades replied, "Why do you spend your time teaching kids to read? You, who can correct Homer, should definitely be teaching adults."
When he was very young, he was a soldier in the expedition against Potidaea, where Socrates lodged in the same tent with him, and stood next to him in battle. Once there happened a sharp skirmish, in which they both behaved with signal bravery; but Alcibiades receiving a wound, Socrates threw himself before him to defend him, and beyond any question saved him and his arms from the enemy, and so in all justice might have challenged the prize of valor. But the generals appearing eager to adjudge the honor to Alcibiades, because of his rank, Socrates, who desired to increase his thirst after glory of a noble kind, was the first to give evidence for him, and pressed them to crown, and to decree to him the complete suit of armor. Afterwards, in the battle of Delium, when the Athenians were routed and Socrates with a few others was retreating on foot, Alcibiades, who was on horseback, observed it, and would not pass on, but stayed to shelter him from the danger, and brought him safely off, though the enemy pressed hard upon them, and cut off many.
When he was very young, he was a soldier in the campaign against Potidaea, where Socrates shared a tent with him and fought beside him in battle. During a fierce skirmish, both of them showed remarkable bravery; however, Alcibiades was wounded, and Socrates jumped in front of him to protect him and undoubtedly saved both him and his weapons from the enemy, which could have easily earned him the prize for valor. But when the generals were eager to award the honor to Alcibiades because of his rank, Socrates, who wanted to encourage his pursuit of noble glory, was the first to speak in his favor and urged them to award him the complete set of armor. Later, in the battle of Delium, when the Athenians were defeated and Socrates was retreating on foot with a few others, Alcibiades, who was on horseback, noticed this and wouldn’t just ride past. Instead, he stayed to protect Socrates from danger and safely got him away, even though the enemy was closing in hard and had cut down many others.
He gave a box on the ear to Hipponicus, the father of Callias, whose birth and wealth made him a person of great influence and repute. And this he did unprovoked by any passion or quarrel between them, but only because, in a frolic, he had agreed with his companions to do it. People were justly offended at this insolence, when it became known through the city; but early the next morning, Alcibiades went to his house and knocked at the door, and, being admitted to him, took off his outer garment, and presenting his naked body, desired him to scourge and chastise him as he pleased. Upon this Hipponicus forgot all his resentment, and not only pardoned him, but soon after gave him his daughter Hipparete in marriage.
He gave Hipponicus, Callias's father, a slap on the ear. Hipponicus was a well-known and wealthy man, which made him quite influential. He did this without any real reason or argument, just because he had jokingly agreed with his friends to do it. People were rightly upset about this behavior when word spread through the city. However, the next morning, Alcibiades went to his house and knocked on the door. When he was let in, he took off his outer clothing and showed his bare body, asking Hipponicus to punish him however he wanted. This made Hipponicus forget all his anger, and not only did he forgive him, but he also soon afterward gave him his daughter Hipparete in marriage.
Alcibiades had a dog which cost him seventy minas, and was very large and handsome. His tail, which was his principal ornament, he caused to be cut off, and an acquaintance exclaiming at him for it, and telling him that all Athens was sorry for the dog, and cried out against him for this action, he laughed and said, "Just what I wanted has happened, then, I wished the Athenians to talk about this, that they might not say something worse of me."
Alcibiades had a dog that cost him seventy minas, and it was very big and beautiful. He had its tail, which was its main feature, cut off. When a friend criticized him for it, saying that everyone in Athens was upset about what he did and was talking badly about him, he laughed and said, "Exactly what I wanted has happened; I wanted the Athenians to talk about this so they wouldn't say something worse about me."
It is said that the first time he came into the assembly was upon occasion of a largess of money which he made to the people. This was not done by design, but as he passed along he heard a shout, and inquired the cause; and having learned that there was a gift-making to the people, he went in among them and gave money also. The multitude thereupon applauding him, and shouting, he was so transported at it, that he forgot a quail which he had under his robe, and the bird, being frightened at the noise, flew off; upon which the people made louder acclamations than before, and many of them started up to pursue the bird; and Antiochus, a pilot, caught it and restored it to him, for which he was ever after a favorite with Alcibiades.
It’s said that the first time he showed up at the assembly was during an event where he gave money to the people. This wasn’t planned; as he was passing by, he heard a commotion and asked what was going on. Once he learned that there was a generosity event for the crowd, he joined in and also gave money. The crowd then cheered and shouted for him, and he was so overwhelmed by it that he forgot a quail he had hidden under his robe. The bird, startled by all the noise, flew away, which made the crowd cheer even louder, and many people jumped up to chase after the bird. Antiochus, a pilot, caught it and gave it back to him, which made him a favorite of Alcibiades from that point on.
He had great advantages for entering public life; his noble birth, his riches, the personal courage he had shown in divers battles, and the multitude of his friends and dependents, threw open, so to say, folding doors for his admittance. But he did not consent to let his power with the people rest on any thing, rather than on his own gift of eloquence. That he was a master in the art of speaking, the comic poets bear him witness; and the most eloquent of public speakers, in his oration against Midias, allows that Alcibiades, among other perfections, was a most accomplished orator.
He had significant advantages for entering public life: his noble background, his wealth, the personal bravery he demonstrated in various battles, and the large number of friends and supporters he had basically opened doors for him. However, he chose not to rely on anything other than his own gift for public speaking to maintain his influence with the people. The comic poets confirm that he was a master in the art of oration; even the most eloquent public speaker, in his speech against Midias, acknowledges that Alcibiades, among other outstanding qualities, was a highly skilled orator.
His expenses in horses kept for the public games, and in the number of his chariots, were matters of great observation; never did any one but he, either private person king, send seven chariots to the Olympic games. And to have carried away at once the first, the second, and the fourth prize, as Thucydides says, or the third, as Euripides relates it, outdoes every distinction that was ever thought of in that kind.
His spending on horses for the public games and the number of chariots he owned attracted a lot of attention; no one else, whether a regular person or a king, ever sent seven chariots to the Olympic games. To have won first, second, and fourth prize at once, as Thucydides mentions, or third prize as Euripides tells it, surpasses any achievement that anyone has ever thought of in that regard.
The emulation displayed by the deputations of various states, in the presents which they made to him, rendered this success yet more illustrious. The Ephesians erected a tent for him, adorned magnificently; the city of Chios furnished him with provender for his horses and with great numbers of beasts for sacrifice; and the Lesbians sent him wine and other provisions for the many entertainments which he made.
The enthusiasm shown by the representatives of different states in the gifts they presented to him made this success even more remarkable. The Ephesians set up an impressively decorated tent for him; the city of Chios provided feed for his horses and a large number of animals for sacrifices; and the Lesbians sent him wine and other supplies for the many feasts he hosted.
As soon as he began to intermeddle in the government, which was when he was very young, he quickly lessened the credit of all who aspired to the confidence of the people, except Phaeax and Nicias, who alone could contest with him. Nicias was arrived at a mature age, and was esteemed their first general. Phaeax was but a rising statesman like Alcibiades; he was descended from noble ancestors, but was his inferior in many other things, but principally in eloquence.
As soon as he started getting involved in the government, which was when he was very young, he quickly undermined the reputation of everyone else who sought the people's trust, except for Phaeax and Nicias, who were the only ones who could compete with him. Nicias was older and respected as their top general. Phaeax was just a rising politician like Alcibiades; he came from a noble family but was lacking in many areas, especially in oratory skills.
Alcibiades was not less disturbed at the distinction which Nicias gained among the enemies of Athens, than at the honors which the Athenians themselves paid to him. It was commonly said in Greece, that the war in the Peloponnesus was begun by Pericles, and that Nicias made an end of it, and the peace was generally called the peace of Nicias. Alcibiades was extremely annoyed at this, and being full of envy, set himself to break the league. First, therefore observing that the Argives as well out of fear as hatred to the Lacedaemonians, sought for protection against them, he gave them a secret assurance of alliance with Athens. He exclaimed fiercely against Nicias, and accused him of many things, which seemed probable enough: as that, when he was general, he made no attempt himself to capture their enemies that were shut up in the isle of Sphacteria, but, when they were afterwards made prisoners by others, he procured their release and sent them back to the Lacedaemonians, only to get favor with them.
Alcibiades was just as upset about the respect Nicias received from Athens' enemies as he was about the honors granted to him by the Athenians. It was widely believed in Greece that Pericles had started the war in the Peloponnesus and that Nicias had ended it, with the peace commonly referred to as the peace of Nicias. This frustrated Alcibiades, and filled with jealousy, he set out to undermine the alliance. Noticing that the Argives, driven by fear and hatred of the Lacedaemonians, were looking for protection, he secretly assured them of an alliance with Athens. He loudly criticized Nicias and accused him of various things that seemed plausible, such as his failure to personally attack their enemies trapped on the island of Sphacteria when he was general, and how, once they were captured by others, Nicias facilitated their release and sent them back to the Lacedaemonians just to gain their favor.
It happened, at the very time when Nicias was by these arts brought into disgrace with the people, that ambassadors arrived from Lacedaemon, who, at their first coming, said what seemed very satisfactory, declaring that they had full powers to arrange all matters in dispute upon fair and equal terms. The council received their propositions, and the people was to assemble on the morrow to give them audience. Alcibiades grew very apprehensive of this, and contrived to gain a secret conference with the ambassadors. When they were met, he said: "What is it you intend, you men of Sparta? If you expect to obtain equal terms from the Athenians, and would not have things extorted from you contrary to your inclinations, begin to treat with he people upon some reasonable articles, not avowing yourselves plenipotentiaries; and I will be ready to assist you, out of good-will to the Lacedaemonians." When he had said this, he gave them his oath for the performance of what he promised, and by this way drew them from Nicias to rely entirely upon himself, and left them full of admiration of the discernment and sagacity they had seen in him. The next day, when the people were assembled and the ambassadors introduced, Alcibiades, with great apparent courtesy, demanded of them: With what powers they had come? They made answer that they had not come as plenipotentiaries.
It happened at the time when Nicias had fallen out of favor with the people that ambassadors arrived from Sparta. Upon their arrival, they expressed what seemed like satisfactory intentions, claiming they had full authority to resolve all disputes on fair and equal terms. The council accepted their proposals, and the people were set to gather the next day to hear them out. Alcibiades became very anxious about this and managed to arrange a secret meeting with the ambassadors. When they met, he said, "What’s your plan, men of Sparta? If you want to get equal terms from the Athenians and avoid having things forced upon you against your will, start negotiating with the people with reasonable terms, without claiming you're plenipotentiaries. I’m willing to help you, out of goodwill for the Spartans." After saying this, he swore to fulfill his promise, gradually shifting their trust from Nicias to himself, leaving them impressed with his insight and intelligence. The next day, when the people gathered and the ambassadors were introduced, Alcibiades, with great courtesy, asked them what powers they had come with. They responded that they had not come as plenipotentiaries.
Instantly upon that, Alcibiades, with a loud voice, as though he had received and not done the wrong, began to call them dishonest prevaricators, and to urge that such men could not possibly come with a purpose to say or do anything that was sincere. The council was incensed, the people were in a rage, and Nicias, who knew nothing of the deceit and the imposture, was in the greatest confusion, equally surprised and ashamed at such a change in the men. So thus the Lacedaemonian ambassadors were utterly rejected, and Alcibiades was declared general, who presently united the Argives, the Eleans, and the people of Mantinea, into a confederacy with the Athenians.
As soon as that happened, Alcibiades, raising his voice as if he were the victim rather than the one at fault, started calling them dishonest liars and insisted that such people couldn't possibly come with any genuine intention to speak or act sincerely. The council was furious, the crowd was irate, and Nicias, who was unaware of the deception and the trickery, was completely bewildered, both surprised and embarrassed by such a dramatic shift in the men. As a result, the Lacedaemonian ambassadors were completely turned away, and Alcibiades was appointed as general. He quickly brought together the Argives, the Eleans, and the people of Mantinea into an alliance with the Athenians.
No man commended the method by which Alcibiades effected all this, yet it was a great political feat thus to divide and shake almost all Peloponnesus, and to combine so many men in arms against the Lacedaemonians in one day before Mantinea; and, moreover, to remove the war and the danger so far from the frontier of the Athenians, that even success would profit the enemy but little, should they be conquerors, whereas, if they were defeated, Sparta itself was hardly safe.
No one praised the way Alcibiades managed to do all of this, but it was a significant political achievement to disrupt and destabilize nearly all of Peloponnesus and to unite so many soldiers against the Lacedaemonians in a single day in Mantinea. Furthermore, he managed to push the war and danger far away from Athenian borders, so even if the enemy succeeded, it wouldn’t benefit them much, while if they lost, even Sparta would barely be safe.
But with all these words and deeds, and with all this sagacity and eloquence, he intermingled exorbitant luxury and wantonness in his eating and drinking and dissolute living; wore long purple robes like a woman, which dragged after him as he went through the market-place; caused the planks of his galley to be cut away, that so he might lie the softer, his bed not being placed on the boards, but hanging upon girths. His shield, again, which was richly gilded, had not the usual ensigns of the Athenians, but a Cupid, holding a thunderbolt in his hand, was painted upon it. The sight of all this made the people of good repute in the city feel disgust and abhorrence and apprehension also, at his free-living, and his contempt of law, as things monstrous in themselves, and indicating designs of usurpation. Aristophanes has well expressed the people's feeling towards him:—
But with all his words and actions, and with all his wisdom and eloquence, he mixed in excessive luxury and indulgence in his eating and drinking and reckless living; he wore long purple robes like a woman, dragging behind him as he walked through the marketplace; he had the planks of his ship removed so he could lie more comfortably, with his bed not resting on the boards, but hanging from straps. His shield, which was lavishly gold-plated, didn't display the usual symbols of the Athenians, but instead featured a Cupid holding a lightning bolt. The sight of all this made respected people in the city feel disgusted, horrified, and also anxious about his extravagant lifestyle and disregard for the law, viewing these things as monstrous and indicative of intentions to seize power. Aristophanes captured the people’s feelings towards him well:—
"They love, and hate, and cannot do without him."
"They love him, they hate him, and they can’t live without him."
And still more strongly, under a figurative expression,
And even more strongly, in a figurative way,
"Best rear no lion in your state, 't is true; But treat him like a lion if you do."
"Better not act like a lion in your situation, it's true; But if you do, treat him like a lion."
The truth is, his liberalities, his public shows, and other munificence to the people, which were such as nothing could exceed, the glory of his ancestors, the force of his eloquence, the grace of his person, his strength of body, joined with his great courage and knowledge in military affairs, prevailed upon the Athenians to endure patiently his excesses, to indulge him in many things, and, according to their habit, to give the softest names to his faults, attributing them to youth and good nature. As, for example, he kept Agatharcus, the painter, a prisoner till he had painted his whole house, but then dismissed him with a reward. He publicly struck Taureas, who exhibited certain shows in opposition to him, and contended with him for the prize. When Aristophon, the artist, had drawn Nemea sitting and holding Alcibiades in her arms, the multitude seemed pleased with the piece, and thronged to see it, but elder people did not relish it, but looked on these things as enormities, and movements toward tyranny. So that it was not said amiss by Archestratus, that Greece could not support a second Alcibiades. Once, when Alcibiades succeeded well in an oration which he made, and the whole assembly attended upon him to do him honor, Timon, the misanthrope, did not pass slightly by him, nor avoid him, as he did others, but purposely met him, and, taking him by the hand, said, "Go on boldly, my son, and increase in credit with the people, for thou wilt one day bring them calamities enough." Some that were present laughed at the saying, and some reviled Timon; but there were others upon whom it made a deep impression.
The truth is, his generosity, public displays, and other acts of kindness towards the people were unmatched. His family's legacy, his powerful speeches, his good looks, physical strength, along with his bravery and military knowledge, led the Athenians to tolerantly accept his excesses, indulge him in many ways, and, as was their custom, to soften the criticisms of his faults, blaming them on youth and good nature. For instance, he held Agatharcus, the painter, captive until he painted his entire house but then released him with a reward. He publicly struck Taureas, who put on competing shows against him for a prize. When Aristophon, the artist, depicted Nemea sitting and cradling Alcibiades, the crowd loved the piece and rushed to see it, but older folks disapproved, viewing it as a serious issue and a move towards tyranny. So it was aptly said by Archestratus that Greece couldn’t handle another Alcibiades. Once, when Alcibiades delivered a successful speech and the entire assembly honored him, Timon, the misanthrope, didn’t ignore him like he did others but deliberately approached him, took his hand, and said, “Go ahead boldly, my son, and gain favor with the people, for you’re destined to bring them plenty of misfortunes.” Some in attendance laughed at the remark, while others insulted Timon, but there were others who were deeply affected by it.
The Athenians, even in the lifetime of Pericles, had already cast a longing eye upon Sicily; but did not attempt any thing till after his death. Then, under pretence of aiding their confederates, they sent succor upon all occasions to those who were oppressed by the Syracusans, preparing the way for sending over a greater force. But Alcibiades was the person who inflamed this desire of theirs to the height, and prevailed with them no longer to proceed secretly, and little by little, in their design, but to sail out with a great fleet, and undertake at once to make themselves masters of the island. He possessed the people with great hopes, and he himself entertained yet greater; and the conquest of Sicily, which was the utmost bound of their ambition, was but the mere outset of his expectation. Nicias endeavored to divert the people from the expedition, by representing to them that the taking of Syracuse would be a work of great difficulty; but Alcibiades dreamed of nothing less than the conquest of Carthage and Libya and by the accession of these conceiving himself at once made master of Italy and of Peloponnesus, seemed to look upon Sicily as little more than a magazine for the war. The young men were soon elevated with these hopes, and listened gladly to those of riper years, who talked wonders of the countries they were going to; so that you might see great numbers sitting in the wrestling grounds and public places, drawing on the ground the figure of the island and the situation of Libya and Carthage.
The Athenians, even while Pericles was still alive, had already started to eye Sicily with interest; however, they didn’t take any action until after his death. Then, under the guise of helping their allies, they repeatedly sent aid to those suffering under the Syracusans, setting the stage to send a larger force later on. Alcibiades was the one who ignited this ambition in them, convincing them to move beyond secretive and gradual preparations to launch a major fleet and make a direct attempt to seize control of the island. He inspired the people with grand hopes, and he himself had even bigger dreams; the conquest of Sicily, which represented their highest ambition, was only the beginning of his expectations. Nicias tried to dissuade them from embarking on the expedition by warning that capturing Syracuse would be quite challenging; but Alcibiades envisioned much greater achievements, including the conquest of Carthage and Libya, and he believed that by adding these territories to his control, he would also dominate Italy and the Peloponnesus, viewing Sicily merely as a supply base for the war. The young men quickly became uplifted by these prospects, eagerly listening to elder people who spoke of the amazing lands they were headed to; as a result, you could see many of them gathered in wrestling arenas and public spaces, sketching the shape of the island and the locations of Libya and Carthage in the dirt.
Together with Alcibiades, Nicias, much against his will, was appointed general: and he endeavored to avoid the command, not the less on account of his colleague. But the Athenians thought the war would proceed more prosperously, if they did not send Alcibiades free from all restraint, but tempered his heat with the caution of Nicias. This they chose the rather to do, because Lamachus, the third general, though he was of mature years, yet in several battles had appeared no less hot and rash than Alcibiades himself. When all things were fitted for the voyage, many unlucky omens appeared. The mutilation of the images of Mercury, most of which, in one night, had their faces all disfigured, terrified many persons who were wont to despise most things of that nature. Alike enraged and terrified at the thing, looking upon it to proceed from a conspiracy of persons who designed some commotions in the state, the council, as well as the assembly of the people, which was held frequently in a few days' space, examined diligently every thing that might administer ground for suspicion. During this examination, Androcles, one of the demagogues, produced slaves and strangers before them, who accused Alcibiades and some of his friends of defacing other images in the same manner, and of having profanely acted the sacred mysteries at a drunken meeting. The people were highly exasperated and incensed against Alcibiades upon this accusation. But when they perceived that all the seamen designed for Sicily were for him, and the soldiers declared that they had undertaken this distant maritime expedition for the sake of Alcibiades, and that, if he was ill-used, they would all go home; they let him set sail at once, and decided that when the war should be at an end, he might then in person make his defence according to the laws.
Along with Alcibiades, Nicias, against his will, was made general. He tried to avoid the command, especially because of his colleague. However, the Athenians believed the war would go better if they didn’t let Alcibiades act without restraint, but instead balanced his enthusiasm with Nicias's caution. They preferred this approach because Lamachus, the third general, although older, had shown himself just as impulsive and reckless as Alcibiades in several battles. As preparations for the voyage were underway, many bad omens appeared. The defacement of the images of Mercury, most of which had their faces damaged overnight, frightened many people who usually dismissed such things. Angry and scared by this, believing it to be part of a conspiracy aimed at causing unrest in the state, both the council and the regular assembly of citizens that met frequently over the next few days thoroughly investigated anything that might raise suspicion. During this investigation, Androcles, one of the political leaders, brought in slaves and foreigners who accused Alcibiades and some of his friends of vandalizing other images in the same way and of disrespectfully performing the sacred mysteries at a drunken gathering. The people were extremely upset and outraged against Alcibiades because of these accusations. But when they realized that all the sailors assigned to Sicily were loyal to him and that the soldiers stated they had signed up for the maritime expedition because of Alcibiades, threatening to return home if he was mistreated, they allowed him to set sail immediately and decided that he would be able to defend himself in person according to the laws once the war was over.
Alcibiades perceived the malice of this postponement, and, appearing in the assembly, represented that it was monstrous for him to be sent with the command of so large an army, when he lay under such accusations and calumnies. But he could not prevail with the people, who commanded him to sail immediately. So he departed, together with the other generals, having with them near 140 galleys, 5,100 men at arms, and about 1,300 archers, slingers, and light-armed men, and all the other provisions corresponding.
Alcibiades realized the unfairness of this delay, and when he appeared at the assembly, he pointed out that it was outrageous for him to be put in charge of such a large army while facing these accusations and slanders. However, he couldn't convince the people, who ordered him to set sail right away. So, he left with the other generals, taking along nearly 140 galleys, 5,100 heavily armed soldiers, and around 1,300 archers, slingers, and light infantry, along with all the necessary supplies.
Arriving on the coast of Italy, he landed at Rhegium, and there stated his views of the manner in which they ought to conduct the war. He was opposed by Nicias; but Lamachus being of his opinion, they sailed for Sicily forthwith, and took Catana. This was all that was done while he was there, for he was soon after recalled by the Athenians to abide his trial. At first, as we before said, there were only some slight suspicions advanced against Alcibiades. But afterwards, in his absence, his enemies attacked him more violently, and confounded together the breaking the images with the profanation of the mysteries, as though both had been committed in pursuance of the same conspiracy for changing the government. The truth is, his accusers alleged nothing against him which could be positively proved. One of them, being asked how he knew the men who defaced the images, replied, that he saw them by the light of the moon, making a palpable misstatement, for it was just new moon when the act was committed. This made all men of understanding cry out upon the thing; but the people were as eager as ever to receive further accusations. And, in conclusion, they sent the galley named the Salaminian to recall Alcibiades. But they expressly commanded those that were sent, to use no violence, nor seize upon his person, but address themselves to him in the mildest terms, requiring him to follow them to Athens in order to abide his trial, and clear himself before the people. For they feared mutiny and sedition in the army in an enemy's country, which indeed it would have been easy for Alcibiades to effect, if he had wished it. For the soldiers were dispirited upon his departure, expecting for the future tedious delays, and that the war would be drawn out into a lazy length by Nicias, when Alcibiades, who was the spur to action, was taken away. For though Lamachus was a soldier, and a man of courage, poverty deprived him of authority and respect in the army. Alcibiades, just upon his departure, prevented Messena from falling into the hands of the Athenians. There were some in that city who were upon the point of delivering it up, but he, knowing the persons, gave information to some friends of the Syracusans, and so defeated the whole contrivance. When he arrived at Thurii, he went on shore, and concealing himself there, escaped those who searched after him. But to one who knew him, and asked him if he durst not trust his own native country, he made answer, "In every thing else, yes; but in a matter that touches my life, I would not even my own mother, lest she might by mistake throw in the black ball instead of the white." When, afterwards, he was told that the assembly had pronounced judgment of death against him, all he said was "I will make them feel that I am alive."
Arriving on the coast of Italy, he landed at Rhegium and shared his views on how they should conduct the war. Nicias opposed him, but Lamachus agreed with him, so they immediately set sail for Sicily and took Catana. That was all that happened while he was there, as he was soon recalled by the Athenians to face trial. Initially, as we mentioned earlier, only a few minor suspicions were raised against Alcibiades. However, after he left, his enemies launched a more aggressive attack against him, conflating the vandalism of the statues with the desecration of the mysteries, as if both acts were part of the same conspiracy to overthrow the government. The truth is, his accusers didn’t present anything that could be definitively proven against him. When one of them was asked how he recognized the men who had defaced the statues, he claimed to have seen them by moonlight, which was a clear lie since it had just been a new moon when the vandalism occurred. This made all reasonable people criticize the situation, but the public was still eager to hear more accusations. Ultimately, they sent a ship called the Salaminian to summon Alcibiades. They specifically instructed the crew not to use any force or capture him, but rather to approach him gently, asking him to return to Athens to face his trial and clear his name in front of the people. They feared that there might be unrest and rebellion in the army while in enemy territory, which Alcibiades could have easily caused if he had wanted to. The soldiers were demoralized by his departure, worried about long delays ahead, as they anticipated the war would drag on under Nicias’s leadership without Alcibiades, who was the driving force behind action. Although Lamachus was a capable soldier, he lacked authority and respect in the army due to his poverty. Right before his departure, Alcibiades prevented Messena from falling into the hands of the Athenians. Some people in that city were about to surrender it, but he knew who they were and informed some of his Syracusan friends, thwarting the entire plan. When he reached Thurii, he went ashore and hid, avoiding those who were searching for him. However, to someone who recognized him and asked if he didn’t trust his own homeland, he replied, “In everything else, yes; but in a matter that concerns my life, I wouldn’t even trust my own mother, in case she accidentally cast the black ball instead of the white.” Later, when he learned that the assembly had sentenced him to death, he simply said, “I will make them feel that I am alive.”
The information against him was framed in this form:—"Thessalus lays information that Alcibiades has committed a crime against the goddesses Ceres and Proserpine, by representing in derision the holy mysteries, and showing them to his companions in his own house."
The accusation against him was presented like this:—"Thessalus reports that Alcibiades has committed a crime against the goddesses Ceres and Proserpine by making fun of the sacred mysteries and revealing them to his friends in his own home."
He was condemned as contumacious upon his not appearing, his property confiscated, and it was decreed that all the priests and priestesses should solemnly curse him.
He was deemed stubborn for not showing up, his property was taken away, and it was ordered that all the priests and priestesses should formally curse him.
Alcibiades, lying under these heavy decrees and sentences, when he fled from Thurii, passed over into Peloponnesus, and remained some time at Argos. But being there in fear of his enemies and seeing himself utterly hopeless of return to his native country, he sent to Sparta, desiring safe conduct, and assuring them that he would make them amends by his future services for all the mischief he had done them while he was their enemy. The Spartans giving him the security he desired, he went eagerly, was well received, and, at his very first coming, succeeded in inducing them, without any further caution or delay, to send aid to the Syracusans; and so roused and excited them, that they forthwith despatched Gylippus into Sicily, to crush the forces which the Athenians had in Sicily. A second point was, to renew the war upon the Athenians at home. But the third thing, and the most important of all, was to make them fortify Decelea, which above everything reduced and wasted the resources of the Athenians.
Alcibiades, burdened by these heavy laws and judgments, fled from Thurii, crossed over to Peloponnesus, and stayed some time in Argos. But, feeling threatened by his enemies and realizing he had no hope of returning to his homeland, he sent a message to Sparta, asking for safe passage and promising to make up for all the harm he had caused them while he was their adversary. The Spartans granted him the protection he sought, and he arrived eagerly, receiving a warm welcome. Right from the start, he succeeded in convincing them, without any further hesitation, to send assistance to the Syracusans; he stirred them up so much that they immediately sent Gylippus to Sicily to defeat the Athenian forces there. The second objective was to renew the war against the Athenians back home. But the third and most crucial task was to have them fortify Decelea, which significantly weakened Athenian resources.
The renown which he earned by these public services was equaled by the admiration he attracted to his private life; he captivated and won over everybody by his conformity to Spartan habits. People who saw him wearing his hair close cut, bathing in cold water, eating coarse meal, and dining on black broth, doubted, or rather could not believe, that he ever had a cook in his house, or had ever seen a perfumer, or had worn a mantle of Milesian purple. For he had, as it was observed, this peculiar talent for gaining men's affections, that he could at once comply with and really enter into their habits and ways of life, and change faster than the chameleon. One color, indeed, they say the chameleon cannot assume; it cannot make itself appear white; but Alcibiades, whether with good men or with bad, could adapt himself to his company, and equally wear the appearance of virtue or vice. At Sparta, he was devoted to athletic exercises, was frugal and reserved; in Ionia, luxurious, gay, and indolent; in Thrace, always drinking; in Thessaly, ever on horseback; and when he lived with Tissaphernes, the Persian satrap, he exceeded the Persians, themselves in magnificence and pomp. Not that his natural disposition changed so easily, nor that his real character was so very variable, but whenever he was sensible that by pursuing his own inclinations he might give offence to those with whom he had occasion to converse, he transformed himself into any shape and adopted any fashion, that he observed to be most agreeable to them. So that to have seen him at Lacedaemon, a man, judging by the outward appearance, would have said, "'T is not Achilles' son, but he himself, the very man" that Lycurgus designed to form.
The reputation he gained from his public service matched the admiration he drew for his private life; he charmed everyone with his Spartan lifestyle. People who saw him with his hair cropped short, taking cold baths, eating simple meals, and dining on black broth doubted— or rather couldn’t believe— that he ever had a cook or had ever met a perfumer, or worn a luxurious purple robe. He had a unique talent for winning people over; he could conform to their habits and quickly adapt, changing faster than a chameleon. There’s one color, they say, the chameleon can’t make itself appear— it can’t turn white— but Alcibiades could fit in with both good and bad company, presenting either virtue or vice as needed. In Sparta, he was dedicated to sports, thrifty, and reserved; in Ionia, he was indulgent, cheerful, and lazy; in Thrace, always drinking; in Thessaly, always on horseback; and when he was with Tissaphernes, the Persian governor, he outdid the Persians themselves in extravagance and show. It’s not that his natural character changed easily or that his true self was so inconsistent, but whenever he sensed that following his own inclinations might offend those he was with, he would shape-shift and adopt whatever style he noticed they liked best. So, if you had seen him in Lacedaemon, a person would have said, "This is not the son of Achilles, but he himself, the very man that Lycurgus intended to create."
After the defeat which the Athenians received in Sicily, ambassadors were despatched to Sparta at once from Chios and Lesbos and Cyzicus, to signify their purpose of revolting from the Athenians. But the Lacedaemonians, at the persuasion of Alcibiades, chose to assist Chios before all others. He himself, also, went instantly to sea, procured the immediate revolt of almost all Ionia, and, co-operating with the Lacedaemonian generals, did great mischief to the Athenians. But King Agis was his enemy, and impatient of his glory, as almost every enterprise and every success was ascribed to Alcibiades. Others, also, of the most powerful and ambitious amongst the Spartans, were possessed with jealousy of him, and, at last, prevailed with the magistrates in the city to send orders into Ionia that he should be killed. Alcibiades, however, had secret intelligence of this, and, in apprehension of the result, while he communicated all affairs to the Lacedaemonians, yet took care not to put himself into their power. At last he retired to Tissaphernes, the satrap of the king of Persia, for his security, and immediately became the first and most influential person about him. For this barbarian, not being himself sincere, but a lover of guile and wickedness, admired his address and wonderful subtlety. And, indeed, the charm of daily intercourse with him was more than any character could resist or any disposition escape. Even those who feared and envied him could not but have a sort of kindness for him, when they saw him and were in his company. So that Tissaphernes, otherwise a cruel character, and, above all other Persians, a hater of the Greeks, was yet so won by the flatteries of Alcibiades, that he set himself even to exceed him in responding to them. The most beautiful of his parks, containing salubrious streams and meadows, where he had built pavilions, and places of retirement royally and exquisitely adorned, received by his direction the name of Alcibiades, and was always so called and so spoken of.
After the Athenians' defeat in Sicily, ambassadors were quickly sent to Sparta from Chios, Lesbos, and Cyzicus to announce their intention to revolt against the Athenians. However, the Spartans, persuaded by Alcibiades, decided to support Chios first. Alcibiades himself promptly took to the sea, facilitated the immediate revolt of nearly all of Ionia, and, working with the Spartan generals, caused significant damage to the Athenians. But King Agis saw him as a rival and was frustrated by Alcibiades's rising fame, as most achievements were attributed to him. Other powerful and ambitious Spartans grew jealous, and eventually, they convinced the city's magistrates to send orders to Ionia for his assassination. Alcibiades, however, got wind of this plot and, fearing the consequences, kept the Spartans informed about all matters while ensuring he didn't fall into their hands. Eventually, he sought refuge with Tissaphernes, the satrap of the Persian king, and quickly became his most important and influential advisor. This satrap, who wasn't genuine and had a penchant for deceit and wickedness, admired Alcibiades's charm and cunning. In fact, the allure of his daily interaction was hard to resist for anyone, and even those who feared or envied him felt a certain affection when they were in his presence. Consequently, Tissaphernes, typically known for his cruelty and a deep hatred for the Greeks, was so influenced by Alcibiades's flattery that he tried to outdo him in responding to it. The most beautiful of his parks, featuring healthy streams and meadows, where he had built lavish pavilions and retreat areas, was renamed Alcibiades by his suggestion and became known by that name thereafter.
Thus Alcibiades, quitting the interests of the Spartans, whom he could no longer trust, because he stood in fear of Agis, endeavored to do them ill offices, and render them odious to Tissaphernes, who, by his means, was hindered from assisting them vigorously, and from finally ruining the Athenians. For his advice was to furnish them but sparingly with money, and so wear them out, and consume them insensibly; when they had wasted their strength upon one another, they would both become ready to submit to the king.
So, Alcibiades, abandoning the Spartans, whom he could no longer trust because he was afraid of Agis, tried to harm them and make them look bad to Tissaphernes. Because of his influence, Tissaphernes was prevented from giving them strong support, which could have led to the complete destruction of the Athenians. His suggestion was to provide them with only a little money, to wear them down and slowly weaken them; after they had exhausted each other, they would both be willing to submit to the king.
At that time the whole strength of the Athenians was in Samos. Their fleet maintained itself here, and issued from these head-quarters to reduce such as had revolted, and protect the rest of their territories; in one way or other still contriving to be a match for their enemies at sea. What they stood in fear of, was Tissaphernes and the Phoenician fleet of one hundred and fifty galleys, which was said to be already under sail; if those came, there remained then no hopes for the commonwealth of Athens. Understanding this, Alcibiades sent secretly to the chief men of the Athenians, who were then at Samos, giving them hopes, that he would make Tissaphernes their friend; he was willing, he implied, to do some favor, not to the people, nor in reliance upon them, but to the better citizens, if only, like brave men, they would make the attempt to put down the insolence of the people, and, by taking upon them the government, would endeavor to save the city from ruin. All of them gave a ready ear to the proposal made by Alcibiades, except Phrynichus of the township of Dirades, despatched Pisander to Athens to attempt a change of government, and to encourage the aristocratical citizens to take upon themselves the government, and overthrow the democracy, representing to them, that, upon these terms, Alcibiades would procure them the friendship and alliance of Tissaphernes.
At that time, the entire strength of the Athenians was in Samos. Their fleet was based there and would launch from this headquarters to bring back those who had revolted and protect the rest of their territories; in one way or another, they still managed to hold their own against their enemies at sea. What they feared was Tissaphernes and the Phoenician fleet of one hundred fifty galleys, which was reportedly already setting sail; if they arrived, there would be no hope left for the Athenian republic. Knowing this, Alcibiades secretly reached out to the leaders of the Athenians in Samos, giving them hope that he would win Tissaphernes over to their side. He suggested that he was willing to do them a favor—not for the people or out of trust in them, but for the better citizens, if they would bravely try to curb the people's arrogance and, by taking control of the government, aim to save the city from destruction. All of them were eager to hear Alcibiades' proposal, except for Phrynichus from the township of Dirades. Pisander was sent to Athens to seek a change in government and to encourage the aristocratic citizens to take over governance and dismantle the democracy, arguing that on these terms, Alcibiades would secure them the friendship and alliance of Tissaphernes.
Those who were at Samos set sail for the Piraeus; and, sending for Alcibiades declared him general. He, however, in that juncture did not, as it might have been thought a man would, on being suddenly exalted by the favor of a multitude, think himself under an obligation to gratify and submit to all the wishes of those who, from a fugitive and an exile, had created him general of so great an army and given him the command of such a fleet. But, as became a great captain, he opposed himself to the precipitate resolutions which their rage led them to, and, by restraining them from the great error they were about to commit, unequivocally saved the commonwealth. For if they had then sailed to Athens, all Ionia and the islands and the Hellespont would have fallen into the enemies' hands without opposition, while the Athenians, involved in civil war, would have been fighting with one another within the circuit of their own walls. It was Alcibiades alone, or, at least, principally, who prevented all this mischief; for he not only used persuasion to the whole army, and showed them the danger, but applied himself to them, one by one, entreating some, and constraining others. He was much assisted, however, by Thrasybulus of Stiria, who, having the loudest voice, as we are told, of all the Athenians, went along with him and cried out to those who were ready to go. A second great service which Alcibiades did for them was his undertaking that the Phoenician fleet, which the Lacedaemonians expected to be sent to them by the king of Persia, should either come in aid of the Athenians, or otherwise should not come at all. And now the people in the city not only desired, but commanded Alcibiades to return home from his exile. He, however, desired not to owe his return to the mere grace and commiseration of the people, and resolved to come back, not with empty hands, but with glory and after some service done. To this end, he sailed from Samos with a few ships, and cruised on the sea of Cnidos and about the isle of Cos; but receiving intelligence there that Mindarus, the Spartan admiral, had sailed with his whole army into the Hellespont, and that the Athenians had followed him, he hurried back to succor the Athenian commanders, and, by good fortune, arrived with eighteen galleys at a critical time. For both the fleets having engaged near Abydos, the fight between them had lasted till night, the one side having the advantage on one quarter, and the other on another. Upon his first appearance, both sides formed a false impression; the enemy was encouraged, and the Athenians terrified. But Alcibiades suddenly raised the Athenian ensign in the admiral ship, and fell upon those galleys of the Peloponnesians which had the advantage and were in pursuit. He soon put these to flight, and followed them so close that he forced them on shore, and broke the ships in pieces, the sailors abandoning them and swimming away, in spite of all the efforts of Pharnabazus, who had come down to their assistance by land, and did what he could to protect them from the shore. In fine, the Athenians, having taken thirty of the enemy's ships, and recovered all their own, erected a trophy. After the gaining of so glorious a victory his vanity made him eager to show himself to Tissaphernes, and, having furnished himself with gifts and presents, and an equipage suitable to his dignity, he set out to visit him. But the thing did not succeed as he had imagined, for Tissaphernes had long been suspected by the Lacedaemonians, and was afraid to fall into disgrace with his king upon that account, therefore thinking that Alcibiades had arrived very opportunely, he immediately caused him to be seized and sent away prisoner to Sardis; fancying, by this act of injustice, to clear himself from all former imputations.
Those at Samos set sail for the Piraeus and called for Alcibiades, naming him general. However, in that moment, he didn't do what one might expect from someone suddenly favored by many—he didn't feel obligated to fulfill every wish of those who had turned him from a fugitive and exile into the leader of such a great army and fleet. Instead, like a true leader, he opposed the rash decisions fueled by their anger and prevented them from making a huge mistake, ultimately saving the state. If they had sailed to Athens then, all of Ionia, the islands, and the Hellespont would have fallen to the enemy without resistance, while the Athenians would have been caught up in civil war, fighting each other within their own walls. It was mainly Alcibiades who prevented this disaster; he not only persuaded the whole army, highlighting the danger, but also approached individuals—entreating some and convincing others. He was greatly aided by Thrasybulus of Stiria, who was said to have the loudest voice among the Athenians, joining him to shout at those ready to leave. Another significant contribution Alcibiades made was his commitment that the Phoenician fleet, which the Spartans expected from the Persian king, would either help the Athenians or not come at all. The people in the city not only wanted him back but demanded he return from exile. However, he didn't want to return out of mere pity from the people; he resolved to come back not empty-handed but with glory and after accomplishing something. To this end, he sailed from Samos with a few ships and patrolled the sea around Cnidos and the isle of Cos. Upon learning that Mindarus, the Spartan admiral, had sailed with his entire army into the Hellespont and that the Athenians had followed, he rushed back to support the Athenian commanders and, by good chance, arrived with eighteen galleys just in time. Both fleets had clashed near Abydos, and the battle had continued until night, with each side having its advantages at different times. At first, both sides misinterpreted his arrival; the enemy felt emboldened, and the Athenians were frightened. But Alcibiades immediately raised the Athenian flag on the flagship and attacked those Peloponnesian galleys that had the upper hand and were in pursuit. He quickly routed them, following so closely that he forced them ashore, destroying their ships while the sailors abandoned them and swam for safety, despite all of Pharnabazus's efforts to help them from land. Ultimately, the Athenians captured thirty enemy ships and recovered their own, erecting a trophy in celebration. After such a glorious victory, his vanity drove him to present himself to Tissaphernes, so he prepared gifts and a proper entourage befitting his status and set out to visit him. However, things didn't go as he had hoped; Tissaphernes, suspected by the Spartans and fearing for his standing with the king, saw Alcibiades's arrival as a convenient opportunity. He quickly had Alcibiades seized and sent off as a prisoner to Sardis, thinking this unjust act would absolve him of past accusations.
But about thirty days after, Alcibiades escaped from his keepers, and, having got a horse, fled to Clazomenae, where he procured Tissaphernes additional disgrace by professing that he was a party to his escape. From there he sailed to the Athenian camp, and, being informed that Mindarus and Pharnabazus were together at Cyzicus, he made a speech to the soldiers, telling them that sea-fighting, land-fighting, and, by the gods, fighting against fortified cities too, must be all one for them, as, unless they conquered everywhere, there was no money for them. As soon as he got them on ship-board, he hastened to Proconnesus and gave command to seize all the small vessels they met, and guard them safely in the interior of the fleet, that the enemy might have no notice of his coming; and a great storm of rain, accompanied with thunder and darkness, which happened at the same time, contributed much to the concealment of his enterprise. Indeed, it was not only undiscovered by the enemy, but the Athenians themselves were ignorant of it, for he commanded them suddenly on board, and set sail when they had abandoned all intention of it. As the darkness presently passed away, the Peloponnesian fleet were seen riding out at sea in front of the harbor of Cyzicus. Fearing, if they discovered the number of his ships, they might endeavor to save themselves by land, he commanded the rest of the captains to slacken, and follow him slowly, whilst he, advancing with forty ships, showed himself to the enemy and provoked them to fight. The enemy, being deceived as to their numbers, despised them, and, supposing they were to contend with those only, made ready and began the fight. But as soon as they were engaged, they perceived the other part of the fleet coming down upon them, at which they were so terrified that they fled immediately. Upon that, Alcibiades, breaking through the midst of them with twenty of his best ships, hastened to the shore, disembarked, and pursued those who abandoned their ships and fled to land, and made a great slaughter of them. Mindarus and Pharnabazus, coming to their succor were utterly defeated. Mindarus was slain fighting valiantly; Pharnabazus saved himself by flight. The Athenians slew great numbers of their enemies, won much spoil, and took all their ships. They also made themselves masters of Cyzicus, which was deserted by Pharnabazus, and destroyed its Peloponnesian garrison, and thereby not only secured to themselves the Hellespont, but by force drove the Lacedaemonians out of all the rest of the sea. They intercepted some letters written to the ephors, which gave an account of this fatal overthrow, after their short, Iaconic manner. "Our hopes are at an end. Mindarus is slain. The men are starving. We know not what to do."
But about thirty days later, Alcibiades managed to escape from his captors and, after getting a horse, he fled to Clazomenae, where he caused Tissaphernes more trouble by claiming he was involved in his escape. From there, he sailed to the Athenian camp, and upon hearing that Mindarus and Pharnabazus were together at Cyzicus, he spoke to the soldiers, telling them that whether they were fighting at sea, on land, or against fortified cities, it all had to be the same for them because if they didn't win everywhere, they'd have no pay. Once he got them on board, he rushed to Proconnesus and ordered the seizure of all small vessels they came across, keeping them safely within the fleet to ensure the enemy wouldn't notice his arrival; a severe storm with rain, thunder, and darkness helped keep his plans hidden. In fact, not only was the enemy unaware, but the Athenians themselves didn't know either, as he suddenly ordered them on board and set sail when they no longer intended to do so. As the darkness faded, the Peloponnesian fleet was spotted out at sea in front of the harbor of Cyzicus. Worried that they might try to retreat to land if they saw how many ships he had, he instructed the other captains to slow down and follow him gradually, while he, with forty ships, revealed himself to the enemy and challenged them to battle. The enemy, misled about their numbers, underestimated them, assuming they were only up against those ships, and prepared for combat. But once the fighting started, they saw the rest of the fleet coming towards them, and they were so frightened that they fled immediately. Alcibiades then broke through them with twenty of his best ships, rushed to the shore, disembarked, and chased down those who abandoned their ships and fled to land, killing many of them. Mindarus and Pharnabazus, trying to help, were utterly defeated. Mindarus was killed while fighting bravely, while Pharnabazus escaped by fleeing. The Athenians killed a large number of their enemies, captured a lot of valuables, and took all their ships. They also took control of Cyzicus, which Pharnabazus had abandoned, and destroyed its Peloponnesian garrison, which not only secured the Hellespont for them but also forced the Lacedaemonians out of the entire sea. They intercepted some letters written to the ephors that reported this disastrous defeat in their usual terse, laconic style: "Our hopes are gone. Mindarus is dead. The men are starving. We don't know what to do."
And now Alcibiades began to desire to see his native country again, or rather to show his fellow-citizens a person who had gained so many victories for them. He set sail for Athens, the ships that accompanied him being adorned with great numbers of shields and other spoils, and towing after them many galleys taken from the enemy, and the ensigns and ornaments of many others which he had sunk and destroyed; all of them together amounting to two hundred. Little credit, perhaps, can be given to what Duris the Samian, who professed to be descended from Alcibiades, adds, that Chrysogonus, who had gained a victory at the Pythian games, played upon his flute for the galleys, whilst the oars kept time with the music; and that Callippides, the tragedian, attired in his buskins, his purple robes, and other ornaments used in the theatre, gave the word to the rowers, and that the admiral's galley entered into the port with a purple sail. It is not credible, that one who had returned from so long an exile, and such a variety of misfortunes, should come to his countrymen in the style of revelers breaking up from a drinking-party. On the contrary, he entered the harbor full of fear, nor would he venture to go on shore, till, standing on the deck, he saw Euryptolemus, his cousin, and others of his friends and acquaintance, who were ready to receive him, and invited him to land. As soon as he was landed, the multitude who came out to meet him scarcely appeared to see any of the other captains, but came in throngs about Alcibiades, and saluted him with loud acclamations, and followed him; those who could press near him crowned him with garlands, and they who could not come up so close yet stayed to behold him afar off, and the old men pointed him out to the young ones. Nevertheless, this public joy was mixed with some tears, and the present happiness was diminished by the remembrance of the miseries they had endured. They made reflections, that they could not have so unfortunately miscarried in Sicily, if they had left the management of their affairs and the command of their forces, to Alcibiades, since, upon his undertaking the administration, when they were absolutely driven from the sea, and could scarcely defend the suburbs of their city by land, and at the same time, were miserably distracted with intestine factions, he had raised them up from this low and deplorable condition, and had not only restored them to their ancient dominion of the sea, but had also made them everywhere victorious over their enemies on land.
And now Alcibiades wanted to see his hometown again, or rather to show his fellow citizens someone who had won so many victories for them. He set sail for Athens, with ships that were decorated with numerous shields and other spoils, towing behind them many galleys captured from the enemy, along with the flags and decorations of many others he had sunk and destroyed; all totaling two hundred. It's hard to believe what Duris the Samian, who claimed to be descended from Alcibiades, adds: that Chrysogonus, who won a victory at the Pythian games, played his flute for the galleys while the oars kept time with the music; and that Callippides, the tragedian, dressed in his boots, purple robes, and other theatrical costumes, commanded the rowers, while the admiral's galley entered the port with a purple sail. It seems unlikely that someone returning from such a long exile and various misfortunes would arrive to his fellow countrymen like partygoers ending a drinking celebration. On the contrary, he arrived at the harbor filled with fear and didn’t dare to go ashore until, standing on the deck, he saw Euryptolemus, his cousin, and others who were ready to welcome him and invited him to land. As soon as he set foot on shore, the crowd that came out to meet him barely noticed any other captains, but instead surged around Alcibiades, shouting loud welcomes and following him; those who could get close to him crowned him with garlands, and those who couldn't get that close still stayed to watch him from a distance, while the older men pointed him out to the younger ones. Nevertheless, this public joy was mixed with some tears, and the current happiness was overshadowed by the memories of the suffering they had endured. They reflected that they wouldn't have suffered so badly in Sicily if they'd let Alcibiades manage their affairs and command their forces, because when they were utterly driven from the sea and could barely defend their city’s outskirts on land, while also being torn apart by internal conflict, he had lifted them from this low and miserable state, restoring their previous dominance at sea and making them victorious over their enemies on land.
The people being summoned to an assembly, Alcibiades came in among them, and first bewailed and lamented his own sufferings, and, in general terms complaining of the usage he had received, imputed all to his hard fortune, and some ill genius that attended him: then he spoke at large of their prospects, and exhorted them to courage and good hope. The people crowned him with crowns of gold, and created him general, both at land and sea, with absolute power. They also made a decree that his estate should be restored to him, and that the Eumolpiadae and the holy heralds should absolve him from the curses which they had solemnly pronounced against him by the sentence of the people. All the rest obeyed, but Theodorus, the high-priest, excused himself, "For," said he, "if he is innocent, I never cursed him."
The people gathered for a meeting, and Alcibiades entered with them. He first mourned and expressed his own suffering, generally complaining about how he had been treated, blaming it all on his bad luck and some negative force that seemed to follow him. Then he talked extensively about their future and encouraged them to have courage and hope. The crowd placed crowns of gold on his head and appointed him as general, both on land and at sea, giving him total power. They also passed a law to restore his property and directed the Eumolpiadae and the holy heralds to lift the curses that had been formally declared against him by the people's judgment. Everyone complied except for Theodorus, the high priest, who said he couldn't participate, explaining, "If he’s innocent, I never cursed him."
Certainly, if ever man was ruined by his own glory, it was Alcibiades. For his continual success had produced such an idea of his courage and conduct, that, if he failed in anything he undertook, it was imputed to his neglect, and no one would believe it was through want of power. For they thought nothing was too hard for him, if he went about it in good earnest. Now, having departed with a fleet of one hundred ships for the reduction of Chios, and of the rest of Ionia, the people grew impatient that things were not effected as fast and as rapidly as they could wish for them. They never considered how extremely money was wanting, and that, having to carry on war with an enemy who had supplies of all things from a great king, he was often forced to quit his armament, in order to procure money and provisions for the subsistence of his soldiers. This very thing gave occasion for the last accusation which was made against him. For Lysander, being sent from Lacedaemon with a commission to be admiral of their fleet, and being furnished by Cyrus with a great sum of money, gave every sailor four obols a day, whereas before thy had but three. Alcibiades could hardly allow his men three obols, and therefore was obliged to go into Caria to furnish himself with money. He left the care of the fleet, in his absence, to Antiochus, an experienced seaman, but rash and inconsiderate, who had express orders from Alcibiades not to engage, though the enemy provoked him. But he slighted and disregarded these directions to such a degree that, having made ready his own galley and another, he stood for Ephesus, where the enemy lay, and, as he sailed before the heads of their galleys, used every provocation possible, both in words and deeds. Lysander manned out a few ships and pursued him. But all the Athenian ships coming in to his assistance, Lysander, also, brought up his whole fleet, which gained an entire victory. He slew Antiochus himself, took many men and ships, and erected a trophy.
Certainly, if any man was brought down by his own fame, it was Alcibiades. His constant success had created such a perception of his bravery and skills that, if he failed at anything he attempted, it was blamed on his carelessness, and no one believed it was due to a lack of ability. They thought nothing was too challenging for him if he pursued it wholeheartedly. Now, after leaving with a fleet of one hundred ships to take control of Chios and the rest of Ionia, the people became impatient that things weren't happening as quickly as they wanted. They never considered how desperately money was needed, and that, having to wage war against an enemy who received resources from a powerful king, he often had to halt his campaign to gather funds and supplies for his soldiers. This situation led to the last accusation against him. Lysander, sent from Lacedaemon with orders to be admiral of their fleet and backed by Cyrus with a large sum of money, provided each sailor with four obols a day, while Alcibiades could barely pay his men three obols. As a result, he had to travel to Caria to secure money. In his absence, he entrusted the fleet to Antiochus, an experienced yet reckless sailor, who was specifically instructed by Alcibiades not to engage the enemy, even if they provoked him. However, he completely ignored these orders and, after preparing his own ship and another, headed to Ephesus, where the enemy was stationed, taunting them with both words and actions. Lysander dispatched a few ships to pursue him, but as all the Athenian ships came to his aid, Lysander also summoned his entire fleet, which achieved a decisive victory. He killed Antiochus himself, captured many men and ships, and set up a trophy.
As soon as Alcibiades heard this news, he returned to Samos, and loosing from thence with his whole fleet, came and offered battle to Lysander. But Lysander, content with the victory he had gained, would not stir. Amongst others in the army who hated Alcibiades, Thrasybulus, the son of Thrason, was his particular enemy, and went purposely to Athens to accuse him, and to exasperate his enemies in the city against him. Addressing the people, he represented that Alcibiades had ruined their affairs and lost their ships by mere self-conceited neglect of his duties, committing the government of the army, in his absence, to men who gained his favor by drinking and scurrilous talking, whilst he wandered up and down at pleasure to raise money, giving himself up to every sort of luxury in Abydos and Ionia, at a time when the enemy's navy were on the watch close at hand. It was also objected to him, that he had fortified a castle near Bisanthe in Thrace, for a safe retreat for himself, as one that either could not, or would not, live in his own country. The Athenians gave credit to these informations, and showed the resentment and displeasure which they had conceived against him, by choosing other generals.
As soon as Alcibiades heard the news, he returned to Samos and set out with his entire fleet to confront Lysander. However, Lysander, satisfied with his recent victory, refused to engage. Among those in the army who despised Alcibiades, Thrasybulus, the son of Thrason, was especially his enemy. He went to Athens specifically to accuse Alcibiades and stir up hostility against him among the citizens. Addressing the people, he claimed that Alcibiades had ruined their efforts and lost their ships due to his arrogant neglect of his responsibilities, leaving the command of the army to those who flattered him with drinking and crude jokes, while he roamed around seeking money and indulging in various luxuries in Abydos and Ionia, all while the enemy's navy was dangerously close. It was also argued that he had fortified a castle near Bisanthe in Thrace as a personal retreat, suggesting that he either couldn’t or wouldn’t return to his own country. The Athenians believed these accusations and expressed their anger and dissatisfaction by electing other generals.
As soon as Alcibiades heard of this, he immediately forsook the army, afraid of what might follow; and, collecting a body of mercenary soldiers, made war upon his own account against those Thracians who called themselves free, and acknowledged no king. By this means he amassed for himself considerable treasure, and, at the same time, secured the bordering Greeks from the incursions of the barbarians. Tydeus, Menander, and Adimantus, the newly made generals, were at that time posted at Aegospotami, with all the ships which the Athenians had left. Whence they used to go out every morning, offer battle to Lysander, who lay near Lampsacus, and, returning back again, lie all the rest of the day, carelessly and without order, in contempt of the enemy. Alcibiades, who was not far off, did not think so lightly of their danger, nor neglect to let them know it, but, mounting his horse, came to the generals, and represented to them that they had chosen a very inconvenient station, where there was no safe harbor, and where they were distant from any town; so that they were constrained to send for their necessary provisions as far as Sestos. He also pointed out to them their carelessness in suffering the soldiers, when they went ashore, disperse and wander up and down at their pleasure, while the enemy's fleet under the command of one general, and strictly obedient to discipline, lay so very near them. He advised them to remove the fleet to Sestos. But the admirals not only disregarded what he said, but Tydeus, with insulting expressions, commanded him to be gone saying, that now not he, but others, had the command of the forces. The event, soon made it evident how rightly he had judged of the errors which the Athenians were committing. For Lysander fell upon them on a sudden, when they least suspected it, with such fury that Conon alone, with eight galleys, escaped him; all the rest, about two hundred, he took and carried away, together with three thousand prisoners, whom he put to death. And within a short time after, he took Athens itself, burnt all the ships which he found there, demolished their long walls, and established the rule of the Thirty Tyrants.
As soon as Alcibiades heard this, he quickly abandoned the army, fearing what might happen next. He gathered a group of mercenary soldiers and started a war on his own against the Thracians who claimed to be free and recognized no king. Through this, he accumulated a significant amount of treasure and at the same time protected the neighboring Greeks from barbarian attacks. Tydeus, Menander, and Adimantus, the newly appointed generals, were stationed at Aegospotami with all the ships the Athenians had left. Every morning, they would set out, challenge Lysander, who was near Lampsacus, and then return to lounge around carelessly and disorderly for the rest of the day, showing contempt for the enemy. Alcibiades, not far away, didn’t take their danger lightly and insisted on warning them. He rode over to the generals and pointed out that they had picked a very poor location without a safe harbor and far from any town, forcing them to send for supplies from as far away as Sestos. He also criticized their negligence in letting the soldiers wander freely ashore while the enemy’s fleet, under one commanding general and well-disciplined, lay so close. He suggested they move the fleet to Sestos. However, the admirals ignored his advice, and Tydeus, with insulting words, ordered him to leave, claiming that others were now in charge of the forces. Soon enough, it became clear how right he was about the mistakes the Athenians were making. Lysander attacked them unexpectedly when they least suspected it, launching such a fierce assault that only Conon, with eight galleys, escaped; he captured about two hundred ships and three thousand prisoners, whom he executed. Shortly afterward, he took Athens itself, burned all the ships he found there, tore down their long walls, and established the rule of the Thirty Tyrants.
After this, Alcibiades, standing in dread of the Lacedaemonians, who were now masters both at sea and land, retired into Bithynia. He sent there great treasure before him, took much with him, but left much more in the castle where he had before resided. But he lost a great part of his wealth in Bithynia, being robbed by some Thracians who lived in those parts, and thereupon determined to go to the court of Artaxerxes, not doubting but that the king, if he would make trial of his abilities, would find him not inferior to Themistocles, besides being recommended by a more honorable cause. For he went, not as Themistocles did, to offer his service against his fellow-citizens, but against their enemies, and to implore the king's aid for the defence of his country. The Athenians, in the meantime, miserably afflicted at their loss of empire and liberty, acknowledged and bewailed their former errors and follies, and judged this second ill-usage of Alcibiades to be of all the most inexcusable. For he was rejected, without any fault committed by himself; and only because they were incensed against his subordinate for having shamefully lost a few ships, they were much more shamefully deprived the commonwealth of its most valiant and accomplished general.
After this, Alcibiades, fearing the Lacedaemonians, who were now in control of both the sea and land, retreated to Bithynia. He sent a large amount of treasure ahead of him, took a lot with him, but left even more in the fortress where he had previously stayed. However, he lost a significant portion of his wealth in Bithynia, being robbed by some Thracians living in the area. As a result, he decided to go to the court of Artaxerxes, confident that if the king tested his abilities, he would find him not inferior to Themistocles, especially since he was motivated by a more honorable cause. Unlike Themistocles, who went to offer his service against his own citizens, Alcibiades went to seek the king's help against their enemies, hoping for assistance in defending his country. Meanwhile, the Athenians, deeply distressed by their loss of power and freedom, recognized and lamented their past mistakes and foolishness, deeming this second mistreatment of Alcibiades to be the most unforgivable of all. He was rejected without having done anything wrong himself, and only because they were angry at his subordinate for shamefully losing a few ships, they more shamefully deprived the state of its most courageous and skilled general.
Critias finally represented to Lysander that the Lacedaemonians could never securely enjoy the dominion of Greece, till the Athenian democracy was absolutely destroyed; and though now the people of Athens seemed quietly and patiently to submit to so small a number of governors, yet so long as Alcibiades lived, the knowledge of this fact would never suffer them to acquiesce in their present circumstances.
Critias finally told Lysander that the Spartans could never truly have control over Greece until the Athenian democracy was completely eliminated. Even though the people of Athens seemed to be calmly and patiently accepting such a small group of rulers right now, as long as Alcibiades was alive, they wouldn’t be able to fully accept their current situation.
Yet Lysander could not be prevailed upon by these representation, till at last he received secret orders from the magistrates of Lacedaemon, expressly requiring him to get Alcibiades despatched: whether it was that they feared his energy and boldness in undertaking what was hazardous, or that it was done to gratify king Agis. Upon receipt of this order, Lysander sent a messenger away to Pharnabazus, desiring him to put it in execution. Alcibiades resided at that time in a small village in Phrygia. Those who were sent to assassinate him had not courage enough to enter the house, but surrounded it first, and set it on fire. Alcibiades, as soon as he perceived it, wrapped his cloak about his left arm, and holding his naked sword in his right, cast himself into the middle of the fire, and escaped securely through it, before his clothes were burnt. The barbarians, as soon as they saw him, retreated, and none of them durst engage with him, but standing at a distance, they slew him with their darts and arrows.
Yet Lysander couldn’t be convinced by these arguments, until he finally received secret orders from the magistrates of Lacedaemon, specifically instructing him to have Alcibiades killed. It’s unclear whether they feared Alcibiades’ energy and courage in taking risks or if it was simply to please King Agis. Upon receiving this order, Lysander sent a messenger to Pharnabazus, asking him to carry it out. At that time, Alcibiades was living in a small village in Phrygia. The men sent to assassinate him lacked the courage to enter the house, so they surrounded it and set it on fire. As soon as Alcibiades realized what was happening, he wrapped his cloak around his left arm, took out his sword in his right hand, and jumped into the fire, managing to escape safely before his clothes were burned. The attackers, upon seeing him, retreated, and none of them dared to confront him; instead, they stood back and killed him with their darts and arrows.
CORIOLANUS
The patrician house of the Marcii in Rome produced many men of distinction, and among the rest, Ancus Marcius, grandson to Numa by his daughter, and king after Tulus Hostillus. Of the same family were also Publius and Quintus Marcius, which two conveyed into the city the best and most abundant supply of water they have at Rome. But Caius Marcius, of whom I now write, being left an orphan, and brought up under the widowhood of his mother, has shown us by experience, that, although the early loss of a father may be attended with other disadvantages, yet it can hinder none from being either virtuous or eminent in the world, and that it is no obstacle to true goodness and excellence. Those who saw with admiration how proof his nature was against pleasure, hardships, and the allurements of gain, while allowing to that universal firmness of his the respective names of temperance, fortitude, and justice, yet, in the life of the citizen and the statesman, could not but be offended at the severity and ruggedness of his deportment, and with his overbearing, haughty, and imperious temper.
The noble family of the Marcii in Rome produced many distinguished individuals, including Ancus Marcius, who was Numa's grandson through his daughter and succeeded Tulus Hostillius as king. Also from this family were Publius and Quintus Marcius, who brought the best and most abundant supply of water to the city of Rome. However, Caius Marcius, about whom I am now writing, was left an orphan and raised by his widowed mother. He has shown us through his life that, although losing a father at an early age can come with challenges, it does not prevent someone from being virtuous or achieving greatness in the world, nor does it hinder true goodness and excellence. Those who admired how resilient he was against pleasure, hardships, and the temptations of wealth recognized the corresponding traits of temperance, courage, and justice in his character. Yet, in his roles as a citizen and a statesman, many were put off by his stern and rough demeanor, as well as his overbearing, haughty, and commanding attitude.
Those were times at Rome in which that kind of worth was most esteemed which displayed itself in military achievements; one evidence of which we find in the Latin word for virtue, which is properly equivalent to many courage. But Marcius, having a more passionate inclination than any of that age for feats of war, began from his very childhood to handle arms; and feeling that adventitious implements and artificial arms would be of small use to such as have not their natural weapons well prepared for services, he so exercised and inured his body to all sorts of activity and accouter, that, besides the lightness of a racer, he had a weight in close seizures and wrestlings with an enemy, from which it was hard for anybody to disengage himself; so that his competitors at home in displays of bravery, loath to own themselves inferior in that respect, were wont to ascribe their deficiencies to his strength of body, which they said no resistance and no fatigue could exhaust.
Back in Rome, people highly valued military achievements as a measure of worth. One indication of this is the Latin word for virtue, which essentially means courage. Marcius, having a stronger passion for battle than anyone else at that time, started training with weapons from a young age. He realized that relying on extra gear and artificial weapons wouldn't help those who didn't have their natural abilities well honed for service. So, he trained his body for all kinds of activities and combat gear, developing both the speed of a racer and the strength needed for grappling with an enemy, making it tough for anyone to break free from his hold. His rivals back home, hesitant to admit they were weaker, often claimed their own shortcomings were due to his unmatched physical strength, insisting that no amount of resistance or exhaustion could wear him down.
The first time he went out to the wards, being yet a stripling, was when Tarquinius Superbus, who had been king of Rome and was afterwards expelled, after many unsuccessful attempts now entered upon his last effort, and proceeded to hazard all as it were upon a single throw. A great number of the Latins and other people of Italy joined their forces, and were marching with him toward the city, to procure his restoration; not, however, so much out of a desire to serve and oblige Tarquin, as to gratify their own fear and envy at the increase of the Roman greatness, which they were anxious to check. The armies met and engaged in a decisive battle, in the vicissitudes of which, Marcius, while fighting bravely in the dictator's presence, saw a Roman soldier struck down at a little distance, and immediately stepped in before him, and slew his assailant. The general, after having gained the victory, crowned him for this act with a garland of oak branches; it being the Roman custom thus to adorn those who had saved the life of a citizen; whether the law intended some special honor to the oak, in memory of the Arcadians, a people the oracle had made famous by the name of acorn-eaters; or, the oak wreath, being sacred to Jupiter, the guardian of the city, might, therefore be thought a proper ornament for one who preserved a citizen. And the oak, in truth, is the tree which bears the most and the prettiest of any that grow wild, and is the strongest of all that are under cultivation; its acorns were the principal diet of the first mortals, and the honey found in it gave them drink.
The first time he went out to the wards, still just a young man, was when Tarquinius Superbus, who had once been king of Rome and was later expelled, took on one last desperate attempt after many failed efforts. A large number of the Latins and other Italian people joined forces with him and were marching toward the city to get him back into power; not so much out of a desire to help Tarquin, but to satisfy their own fears and jealousy of the growing power of Rome, which they wanted to restrain. The armies met and fought a decisive battle, and during the fight, Marcius, while bravely standing with the dictator, saw a Roman soldier struck down nearby. He immediately stepped in front of him and killed his attacker. After winning the battle, the general honored him for this act with a garland of oak branches, as it was the Roman custom to reward those who had saved a citizen's life; whether this honor was due to special reverence for the oak, recalling the Arcadians, who were famously known as acorn-eaters according to the oracle, or because the oak wreath, sacred to Jupiter, the protector of the city, was seen as a fitting tribute for someone who saved a citizen. The oak, indeed, is the tree that produces the most acorns and is the strongest of all cultivated trees; its acorns were a primary food source for early humans, and the honey found in them provided them with drink.
In this battle it is stated that Castor and Pollux appeared, and, immediately after the battle, were seen at Rome just by the fountain where their temple now stands, with their horses foaming with sweat, and told the news of the victory of the people in the Forum. The fifteenth of July, being the day of this conquest, became consequently a solemn holiday sacred to the Twin Brothers.
In this battle, it is reported that Castor and Pollux showed up, and right after the fight, they were spotted in Rome near the fountain where their temple now stands, with their horses sweaty and tired, sharing the news of the people's victory in the Forum. July fifteenth, being the day of this triumph, became a significant holiday dedicated to the Twin Brothers.
It may be observed, in general, that when young men arrive early at fame and repute, if they are of a nature but slightly touched with emulation, this early attainment is apt to extinguish their thirst and satiate their small appetite; whereas the first distinctions of more solid and weighty characters only stimulate and quicken them, and take them away, like a wind, in the pursuit of honor; they look upon these marks and testimonies to their virtue not as a recompense received for what they have already done, but as a pledge given by themselves of what they will perform hereafter, ashamed now to forsake or underlive the credit they have won, or, rather, not to exceed and obscure all that is gone before by the lustre of their following actions. Marcius, having a spirit of this noble make, was ambitious always to surpass himself, and did nothing, how extraordinary soever, but he thought he was bound to outdo it at the next occasion; and ever desiring to give continual fresh instances of his prowess, he added one exploit to another, and heaped up trophies upon trophies, so as to make it a matter of contest also among his commanders, the latter still vying with the earlier, which should pay him the greatest honor and speak highest in his commendation. Of all the numerous wars and conflicts in those days, there was not one from which he returned without laurels and rewards. And, whereas others made glory the end of their daring, the end of his glory was his mother's gladness; the delight we took to hear him praised and to see him crowned, and her weeping for joy in his embraces, rendered him, in his own thoughts, the most honored and most happy person in the world. Epaminondas is similarly said to have acknowledged his feeling, that it was the greatest felicity of his whole life that his father and mother survived to hear of his successful generalship and his victory at Leuctra. And he had the advantage, indeed, to have both his parents partake with him, and enjoy the pleasure of his good fortune. But Marcius, believing himself bound to pay his mother Volumnia all that gratitude and duty which would have belonged to his father, had he also been alive, could never satiate himself in his tenderness and respect to her. He took a wife, also, at her request and wish, and continued, even after he had children, to live with his mother, without parting families.
It can generally be seen that when young men achieve fame and recognition early on, if they have a nature that is only slightly inclined toward competition, this early success tends to satisfy their drive and fulfill their small desires. In contrast, for those with more substantial and significant characters, early achievements only motivate and energize them, propelling them forward like a strong wind in their quest for honor. They view these accolades and acknowledgments of their virtue not as rewards for what they have already accomplished but as promises they make to themselves about what they will accomplish in the future. They feel ashamed to abandon or fall short of the reputation they have built and strive to surpass and outshine everything they have done before with the brilliance of their future actions. Marcius, having this noble ambition, was always eager to surpass himself. No matter how extraordinary his achievements were, he felt it was his duty to outdo them on the next occasion. Constantly wanting to showcase fresh examples of his bravery, he added one feat after another, piling up trophies so that it became a competition among his fellow commanders, who consistently tried to outdo each other in honoring him and praising his accomplishments. Of all the numerous wars and battles in those days, he never returned without laurels and rewards. While others pursued glory as their ultimate goal, his glory was tied to his mother’s happiness; the pleasure he derived from hearing praise and seeing her crowned with joy, along with her tears of happiness in his embraces, made him feel like the most honored and happiest person in the world. Similarly, Epaminondas is said to have expressed that the greatest joy of his entire life was that his parents were alive to hear of his success as a general and his victory at Leuctra. He was fortunate to have both his parents share in his joy and enjoy the benefits of his good fortune. However, Marcius believed he owed his mother Volumnia all the gratitude and duty that would have belonged to his father if he had been alive, and he could never feel satisfied enough in his love and respect for her. He also took a wife at her request and, even after having children, continued to live with his mother without separating their families.
The repute of his integrity and courage had, by this time, gained him considerable influence and authority in Rome, when the senate, favoring the wealthier citizens, began to be at variance with the common people, who made sad complaints of the rigorous and inhuman usage they received from the money-lenders.
The reputation of his integrity and bravery had, by this time, earned him significant influence and authority in Rome, when the senate, favoring the wealthier citizens, started to clash with the common people, who were voicing serious complaints about the harsh and inhumane treatment they received from the money-lenders.
There had been frequent assemblies of the whole senate within a small compass of time about this difficulty, but without any definite result; the poor commonality, therefore, perceiving there was likely to be no redress of their grievances, collected in a body, and, encouraging each other in their resolution, forsook the city with one accord, and seizing the hill which is now called the Holy Mount, sat down by the river Anio, without committing any sort of violence or seditious outrage, but merely exclaiming, as they went along, that they had this long time past been expelled from the city by the cruelty of the rich; that Italy would everywhere afford them the benefit of air and water and a place of burial, which was all they could expect in the city, unless it were perhaps, the privilege of being wounded and killed in time of war for the defence of their creditors. The senate apprehending the consequences, sent the most moderate and popular men of their own order to treat with them.
There had been multiple meetings of the entire senate in a short span of time about this issue, but nothing came of it; the struggling common people, realizing that there was likely to be no solution to their problems, banded together and, encouraging one another in their determination, left the city as one. They took over the hill now known as the Holy Mount and settled by the Anio River, not resorting to any violence or rebellious acts, but simply stating as they went that they had long been driven from the city by the cruelty of the wealthy. They claimed that Italy would provide them with air, water, and a place to be buried, which was all they could hope for in the city, unless it was perhaps the chance to be wounded or killed in wars defending their creditors. The senate, realizing the potential repercussions, sent their most moderate and popular members to negotiate with them.
Menenius Agrippa, their chief spokesman, after much entreaty to the people, concluded, at length, with this celebrated fable: "It once happened, that all the other members of a man mutinied against the stomach, which they accused as the only idle, uncontributing part in the whole body, while the rest were put to hardships and the expense of much labor to minister to its appetites. The stomach, however, merely ridiculed the silliness of the members, who appeared not to be aware that the stomach certainly does receive the general nourishment, but only to return it again, and redistribute it amongst the rest. Such is the case," he said, "citizens, between you and the senate. The counsels and plans that are there duly digested, secure to all of you, your proper benefit and support."
Menenius Agrippa, their main spokesperson, after much pleading with the people, finally wrapped up with this famous fable: "Once, all the other parts of a man rebelled against the stomach, which they accused of being the only lazy, unproductive part of the body, while the rest labored hard and spent a lot to cater to its needs. The stomach, however, just laughed at the foolishness of the parts, who didn’t realize that the stomach does take in nutrients but only to process and share them with the others. This,” he said, “is similar to the situation between you and the senate. The decisions and strategies that are carefully considered there ensure everyone's well-being and support."
A reconciliation ensued, the senate acceding to the request of the people for the annual election of five protectors for those in need of succor, the same that are now called the tribunes of the people; and the first two they pitched upon were Junius Brutus and Sicinnius Vellutus, their leaders in the secession.
A reconciliation followed, with the Senate agreeing to the people's request for the annual election of five protectors for those in need of help, which are now known as the tribunes of the people. The first two they chose were Junius Brutus and Sicinnius Vellutus, their leaders in the secession.
The city being thus united, the commons stood presently to their arms, and followed their commanders.
The city united like this, the common people immediately took up arms and followed their leaders.
The Romans were now at war with the Volscian nation, whose principal city was Corioli; when, therefore, Cominius the consul had invested this important place, the rest of the Volscians, fearing it would be taken, mustered up whatever force they could from all parts, to relieve it, designing to give the Romans battle before the city, and so attack them on both sides. Cominius, to avoid this inconvenience, divided his army, marching himself with one body to encounter the Volscians on their approach from without, and leaving Titus Lartius, one of the bravest Romans of his time, to command the other and continue the siege. Those within Corioli, despising now the smallness of their number, made a sally upon them, and prevailed at first, and pursued the Romans into their trenches. Here it was that Marcius, flying out with a slender company, and cutting those in pieces that first enraged him, obliged the other assailants to slacken their speed; and then, with loud cries, called upon the Romans to renew the battle. For he had, what Cato thought a great point in a soldier, not only strength of hand and stroke, but also a voice and look that of themselves were a terror to an enemy. Some of his own party now rallying and making up to him, the enemies soon retreated; but Marcius, not content to see them draw off and retire, pressed hard upon the rear, and drove them, as they fled away in haste, to the very gates of their city; where, perceiving the Romans to fall back from their pursuit, beaten off by the multitude of darts poured in upon them from the walls, and that none of his followers had the hardiness to think of falling in pell-mell among the fugitives and so entering a city full of enemies in arms, he, nevertheless, stood and urged them to the attempt, crying out, that fortune had not opened Corioli, not so much to shelter the vanquished, as to receive the conquerors. Seconded by a few that were willing to venture with him, he bore along through the crowd, made good his passage, and thrust himself into the gate through the midst of them, nobody at first daring to resist him. But when the citizens, on looking about, saw that a very small number had entered, they now took courage, and came up and attacked them. A combat ensued of the most extraordinary description, in which Marcius, by strength of hand, swiftness of foot, and daring of soul, overpowered every one that he assailed, succeeded in driving the enemy to seek refuge, for the most part, in the interior of the town, while the remainder submitted, and threw down their arms; thus affording Lartius abundant opportunity to bring in the rest of the Romans with ease and safety.
The Romans were now at war with the Volscian nation, whose main city was Corioli. When Cominius the consul surrounded this important place, the rest of the Volscians, fearing it would be captured, gathered whatever forces they could from all over to rescue it, planning to confront the Romans in battle before the city and attack them from both sides. To prevent this situation, Cominius split his army, taking one group to face the approaching Volscians and leaving Titus Lartius, one of the bravest Romans of his time, in charge of the other group to continue the siege. Those inside Corioli, now underestimating their small number, made a sudden attack and initially succeeded, pushing the Romans back into their trenches. It was then that Marcius burst out with a small group, cutting down those who first angered him, which caused the other attackers to slow down; he then called out loudly for the Romans to rejoin the fight. He possessed what Cato considered a vital trait in a soldier—not only physical strength and skill but also a voice and presence that struck fear into the enemy. Some of his teammates rallied and joined him, causing the enemies to retreat. However, Marcius, not satisfied to see them withdraw, pressed hard on their retreat, driving them in a panic all the way to the gates of their city. There, noticing that the Romans were pulling back from their pursuit due to the barrage of projectiles coming from the walls, and seeing that none of his followers dared to rush in among the fleeing opponents and enter a city filled with armed enemies, he nonetheless stood firm and urged them to make the attempt, shouting that fortune had opened the gates of Corioli not to protect the defeated but to welcome the conquerors. Supported by a few willing to take the risk with him, he pushed through the crowd, made his way, and forced his way into the gate, facing little resistance at first. But when the citizens looked around and saw that only a small number had entered, they gained courage, came forward, and attacked. A remarkable battle broke out, in which Marcius, using his strength, speed, and bravery, defeated everyone he faced, driving the enemy mostly into the depths of the town while the rest surrendered and dropped their weapons. This gave Lartius plenty of opportunity to bring in the rest of the Romans safely and easily.
Corioli being thus surprised and taken, the greater part of the soldiers employed themselves in spoiling and pillaging it, while Marcius indignantly reproached them, and exclaimed that it was a dishonorable and unworthy thing, when the consul and their fellow-citizens had now perhaps encountered the other Volscians, and were hazarding their lives in battle, basely to mis-spend the time in running up and down for booty, and, under a pretence of enriching themselves, keep out of danger. Few paid him any attention, but, putting himself at the head of these, he took the road by which the consul's army had marched before him, encouraging his companions, and beseeching them, as they went along, not to give up, and praying often to the gods, too, that he might be so happy as to arrive before the fight was over, and come seasonably up to assist Cominius, and partake in the peril of the action.
Corioli was caught off guard and taken, and most of the soldiers started looting and pillaging the place. Marcius angrily criticized them, declaring that it was shameful and disgraceful to waste time chasing after loot while the consul and their fellow citizens were likely engaged with the other Volscians, risking their lives in battle. He argued that it was cowardly to avoid danger under the guise of trying to get rich. Few listened to him, but he gathered a group and took the same route the consul's army had taken earlier, urging his companions not to give up, and frequently praying to the gods that he could arrive before the battle ended and join Cominius to share in the danger of the fight.
It was customary with the Romans of that age, when they were moving into battle array, and were on the point of taking up their bucklers, and girding their coats about them, to make at the same time an unwritten will, or verbal testament, and to name who should be their heirs, in the hearing of three or four witnesses. In this precise posture Marcius found them at his arrival, the enemy having advanced within view.
It was common for the Romans of that time, when they were getting ready for battle and were about to grab their shields and adjust their armor, to also make an informal will or verbal testament, naming their heirs in front of three or four witnesses. Marcius found them in this exact situation when he arrived, with the enemy now within sight.
They were not a little disturbed by his first appearance, seeing him covered with blood and sweat, and attended with a small train; but when he hastily made up to the consul with gladness in his looks, giving him his hand, and recounting to him how the city had been taken, and when they saw Cominius also embrace and salute him, every one took fresh heart; those that were near enough hearing, and those that were at a distance guessing, what had happened; and all cried out to be led to battle. First, however, Marcius desired to know of him how the Volscians had arrayed their army, and where they had placed their best men, and on his answering that he took the troops of the Activates in the centre to be their prime warriors, than would yield to none in bravery, "Let me then demand and obtain of you," said Marcius, "that we may be posted against them." The consul granted the request, with much admiration of his gallantry. And when the conflict began by the soldiers darting at each other, and Marcius sallied out before the rest the Volscians opposed to him were not able to make head against him; wherever he fell in, he broke their ranks, and made a lane through them; but the parties turning again, and enclosing him on each side with their weapons, the consul, who observed the danger he was in, despatched some of the choicest men he had for his rescue. The conflict then growing warm and sharp about Marcius, and many falling dead in a little space, the Romans bore so hard upon the enemies, and pressed them with such violence, that they forced them at length to abandon their ground, and to quit the field. And, going now to prosecute the victory, they besought Marcius, tired out with his toils, and faint and heavy through the loss of blood, that he would retire to the camp. He replied, however, that weariness was not for conquerors, and joined with them in the pursuit. The rest of the Volscian army was in like manner defeated, great numbers killed, and no less taken captive.
They were quite shaken by his first appearance, seeing him covered in blood and sweat, accompanied by a small group; but when he hurried up to the consul with a joyful expression, shook his hand, and told him how the city had been captured, and when they saw Cominius also embrace and greet him, everyone felt renewed courage. Those close enough heard the news, and those further away guessed what had happened; all shouted to be led into battle. First, though, Marcius wanted to know how the Volscians had arranged their army and where they had placed their best soldiers. When he replied that he considered the troops of the Activates in the center to be their top warriors, unmatched in bravery, Marcius said, "Let me then request and get from you that we can be set against them." The consul granted the request, admiring his bravery. When the fight started with soldiers throwing weapons at each other, Marcius charged ahead of the others, and the Volscians facing him couldn’t withstand him; wherever he fought, he broke their lines and made a path through them. But as the groups regrouped and closed in on him with their weapons, the consul, noticing the danger he was in, sent some of his best men to rescue him. As the battle intensified around Marcius, with many falling dead in a short time, the Romans pressed so hard against the enemy that they eventually forced them to abandon their position and leave the field. As they moved to secure their victory, they urged Marcius, exhausted from his efforts and weak from blood loss, to return to the camp. However, he replied that weariness was not for conquerors and joined them in the pursuit. The rest of the Volscian army was similarly defeated, with many killed and an equal number captured.
The day after, when Marcius, with the rest of the army, presented themselves at the consul's tent, Cominius rose, and having rendered all due acknowledgment to the gods for the success of that enterprise, turned next to Marcius, and first of all delivered the strongest encomium upon his rare exploits, of which he had partly been an eye-witness himself, in the late battle, and had partly learned from the testimony of Lartius. And then he required him to choose a tenth part of all the treasure and horses and captives that had fallen into their hands, before any division should be made to others; besides which, he made him the special present of a horse with trappings and ornaments, in honor of his actions. The whole army applauded; Marcius, however, stepped forth, and declaring his thankful acceptance of the horse and his gratification at the praises of his general, said, that all other things which he could only regard rather as mercenary advantages than any significations of honor, he must waive, and should be content with the ordinary proportion of such rewards. "I have only," said he "one special grace to beg, and this I hope you will not deny me. There was a certain hospitable friend of mine among the Volscians, a man of probity and virtue, who is become a prisoner, and from former wealth and freedom is now reduced to servitude. Among his many misfortunes let my intercession redeem him from the one of being sold as a common slave." Such a refusal and such a request on the part of Marcius were followed with yet louder acclamations; and he had many more admirers of this generous superiority to avarice, than of the bravery he had shown in battle. The very persons who conceived some envy and despite to see him so specially honored, could not but acknowledge, that one who so nobly could refuse reward, was beyond others worth to receive it; and were more charmed with that virtue which made him despise advantage, than with any of those former actions that had gained him his title to it. It is a higher accomplishment to use money well than to use arms; but not to need it is more noble than to use it.
The day after, when Marcius and the rest of the army showed up at the consul's tent, Cominius stood up, thanked the gods for the success of their mission, and then turned to Marcius. He gave the strongest praise for Marcius's remarkable achievements, some of which he had witnessed during the recent battle and some he had heard about from Lartius. He then asked Marcius to choose a tenth of all the treasure, horses, and captives they had taken before anything was shared with others. Additionally, he gave Marcius a special gift of a horse with decorations, honoring his actions. The whole army cheered; however, Marcius stepped forward and expressed his gratitude for the horse and his pleasure at his general's praise. He stated that he regarded everything else as mercenary benefits rather than true honors, so he would decline them and settle for the usual share of rewards. "I have just one special favor to ask, and I hope you won’t deny me. There’s a hospitable friend of mine among the Volscians, a man of integrity and virtue, who has become a prisoner. Once wealthy and free, he is now reduced to servitude. Please allow my plea to free him from being sold as a common slave." His refusal and request were met with even louder cheers, and he gained even more admirers for his generosity over personal gain than for his bravery in battle. Those who felt envy at his special honor had to admit that someone who could nobly refuse a reward was more deserving of it than others. They were more impressed by his virtue in dismissing advantage than by any of his previous actions that earned him the title. It’s a greater skill to manage money well than to wield weapons, but needing neither is even more noble.
When the noise of approbation and applause ceased, Cominius, resuming, said, "It is idle, fellow-soldiers, to force those other gifts of ours on one who is unwilling to accept them; let us, therefore, give him one of such a kind that he cannot well reject it; let us pass a vote, I mean, that he shall hereafter be called Coriolanus, unless you think that his performance at Corioli has itself anticipated any such resolution." Hence, therefore, he had his third name of Coriolanus, making it all the plainer that Gaius was a personal proper name, and the second, or surname, Marcius, one common to his house and family; the third being a subsequent addition which used to be imposed either from particular act or fortune, bodily characteristic, or good quality of the bearer.
When the cheers and applause died down, Cominius, continuing, said, "It's pointless, fellow soldiers, to push our other gifts on someone who doesn’t want them; instead, let’s give him something he can’t refuse. Let’s vote that from now on he’ll be called Coriolanus, unless you think his actions at Corioli have already made that decision for us." So, he got the nickname Coriolanus, which made it clearer that Gaius was his first name, Marcius was his family name, and Coriolanus was a later addition based on a specific honor, achievement, physical trait, or admirable quality of the person.
Not long after Marcius stood for the consulship. It was usual for candidates for office to solicit personally the citizens, presenting themselves in the forum with the toga on alone, and no tunic under it; either to promote their supplications by the humility of their dress, or that such as had received wounds might more readily display those marks of their fortitude.
Not long after, Marcius ran for consul. It was common for candidates to personally ask for support from the citizens, showing up in the forum wearing only a toga and no tunic underneath; either to encourage their requests through the simplicity of their clothing, or so that those who had been wounded could more easily show their signs of bravery.
Marcius, therefore, as the fashion of candidates was, showing the scars and gashes that were still visible on his body, from the many conflicts in which he had signalized himself during a service of seventeen years together, the people were affected at this display of merit, and told one another that they ought in common modesty to create him consul. But when the day of election had come, and Marcius appeared in the forum with a pompous train of senators attending him, and the patricians all seemed to be exerting greater effort than they had ever done before on a similar occasion, the commons then fell off again from the kindness they had conceived for him, and in the place of their late benevolence, began to feel something of indignation and envy; passions assisted by the fear they entertained, that if a man of such aristocratic temper, and so influential among the patricians, should be invested with the power which that office would give him, he might employ it to deprive the people of all that liberty which was yet left them. In conclusion, they rejected Marcius. Two other names were announced, to the great mortification of the senators, who felt as if the indignity reflected rather upon themselves than on Marcius. He, for his part, could not bear the affront with any patience. He had always indulged his temper, and had regarded the proud and contentious element of human nature as a sort of nobleness and magnanimity; reason and discipline had not imbued him with that solidity and equanimity which enter so largely into the virtues for the statesman. He had never learned how essential it is for any one who undertakes public business, and desires to deal with mankind, to avoid above all things that self-will, which, as Plato says, belongs to the family of solitude; and to pursue, above all things, that capacity so generally ridiculed, of submission to ill-treatment. Marcius, straightforward and direct, stand together, and come in to their assistance. The assembly met, and soon became tumultuous. The sum of what Marcius had spoken, having been reported to the people, excited them to such fury, that they were ready to break in upon the senate. The tribunes prevented this, by laying all the blame on Coriolanus, and they accordingly cited him to come before them, and defend himself.
Marcius, as was typical for candidates, showed off the scars and wounds on his body from the many battles he had fought over his seventeen years of service. This display of merit moved the people, and they began to say to one another that, out of common decency, they should elect him consul. However, when election day arrived and Marcius showed up in the forum with a lavish entourage of senators, the patricians seemed to be trying harder than ever before in such situations. The common people then withdrew the goodwill they had felt for him and, instead, started to feel a mix of indignation and jealousy. These feelings were fueled by their fear that if someone so aristocratic and influential among the patricians gained the power of that position, he might use it to strip the people of the little freedom they still had. In the end, they rejected Marcius. Two other candidates were announced, leaving the senators deeply embarrassed, as they felt the shame reflected more on them than on Marcius. He, on his part, could not tolerate the insult with any composure. He had always indulged his temper and viewed the proud and combative aspects of human nature as a kind of nobility and greatness; reason and self-control hadn't instilled in him the steadiness and calm that are crucial virtues for a statesman. He had never grasped how important it is for someone in public service, who wants to interact with people, to avoid self-will, which, as Plato pointed out, is a trait of solitude, and to embrace the often-ridiculed ability to endure mistreatment. Marcius, straightforward and direct, stood alongside them and joined in the effort. The assembly gathered but quickly became chaotic. The details of what Marcius had said were reported back to the people, inciting them to such rage that they threatened to invade the senate. The tribunes intervened by blaming everything on Coriolanus and summoned him to appear before them to defend himself.
He came, therefore, as it were, to make his apology, and clear himself; in which belief the people kept silence, and gave him a quiet hearing. But when instead of the submissive and deprecatory language expected from him, he began to use not only an offensive kind of freedom, seeming rather to accuse than apologize, but as well by the tone of his voice as the expression of his countenance, displayed a security that was not far from disdain and contempt of them, the whole multitude then became angry, and gave evident signs of impatience and disgust; and Sicinnius, the most violent of the tribunes, after a little private conference with his colleagues, proceeded solemnly to pronounce before them all, that Marcius was condemned to die by the tribunes of the people, and bid the Aediles take him to the Tarpeian rock, and without delay throw him headlong from the precipice. When they, however, in compliance with the order, came to seize upon his body, many, even of the plebeian party, felt it to be a horrible and extravagant act; the patricians, meantime, wholly beside themselves with distress and horror, hurried with cries to the rescue; and persuaded them not to despatch him by any sudden violence, but refer the cause to the general suffrage of the people. But when the people met together, the tribunes, contrary to all former practice, extorted first, that votes should be taken, not by centuries, but tribes; a change, by which the rabble, that had no respect for honesty and justice, would be sure to carry it against those who were rich and well known, and accustomed to serve the state in war. In the next place, whereas they had engaged to prosecute Marcius upon no other head but that of tyranny, which could never be made out against him, they relinquished this plea, and urged instead, his language in the senate against an abatement of the price of corn, and for the overthrow of the tribunician power; adding further, as a new impeachment, the distribution that was made by him of the spoil and booty he had taken from the Antiates, when he overran their country, which he had divided among those that had followed him, whereas it ought rather to have been brought into the public treasure; which last accusation did, they say, more discompose Marcius than all the rest, as he had not anticipated he should ever be questioned on that subject, and, therefore, was less provided with any satisfactory answer to it on the sudden. And when, by way of excuse, he began to magnify the merits of those who had been partakers with him in the action, those that had stayed at home, being more numerous than the other, interrupted him with the outcries. In conclusion, when they came to vote, a majority of three tribes condemned him; the penalty being perpetual banishment.
He came, therefore, to apologize and defend himself, believing the people would listen quietly. But instead of the humble and regretful tone everyone expected, he spoke with an offensive kind of freedom, seeming more to accuse than to apologize. His voice and facial expression showed a confidence that bordered on disdain and contempt for them. This made the crowd angry, and they clearly showed signs of impatience and disgust. Sicinnius, the most aggressive of the tribunes, after a brief private discussion with his colleagues, solemnly declared to everyone that Marcius was condemned to die by the tribunes of the people and ordered the Aediles to take him to the Tarpeian rock and throw him off the cliff without delay. However, when the Aediles tried to seize him, many, even from the plebeian party, thought the act was horrible and excessive. The patricians, horrified and distressed, rushed in to rescue him and urged the crowd not to kill him immediately but to let the people decide his fate. When the people gathered, the tribunes, breaking with all previous practices, insisted on taking votes by tribes instead of by centuries; a change that would likely favor the common people, who didn’t value honesty and justice, over the wealthy and respected citizens who had served the state in wars. Furthermore, although they initially pledged to charge Marcius only with tyranny, which couldn’t truly be proved against him, they dropped this charge and instead focused on his comments in the senate against lowering the price of grain and to dismantle the tribune's power. They also added a new accusation regarding the distribution of spoils taken from the Antiates when he invaded their land, which he had shared among his followers instead of putting into public funds. They say this last accusation upset Marcius more than any other since he never expected to be questioned about it and was unprepared with a solid response. When he tried to justify himself by praising those who had fought alongside him, those who had stayed home, being more numerous, interrupted him with shouts. Ultimately, when they voted, a majority of three tribes condemned him, sentencing him to permanent banishment.
Marcius himself, was neither stunned nor humiliated. In mien, carriage, and countenance, he bore the appearance of entire composure, and while all his friends were full of distress, seemed the only man that was not touched with his misfortune. On his return home, after saluting his mother and his wife, who were in tears and full of loud lamentations, and exhorting them to moderate the sense they had of his calamity, he proceeded at once to the city gates, whither all the nobility came to attend him; and not taking anything with him, or making any request to the company, he departed from them, having only three or four clients with him. He continued solitary for a few days in a place in the country, distracted with a variety of counsels, such as rage and indignation suggested to him; and proposing to himself no honorable or useful end, but only how he might best satisfy his revenge on the Romans, he resolved at length to arouse a heavy war against them from their nearest neighbors. He determined, first to make trial of the Volscians, whom he knew to be still vigorous and flourishing, both in men and treasure, and he imagined their force and power was not so much abated, as their spite and anger increased, by the late overthrows they had received from the Romans.
Marcius himself was neither stunned nor humiliated. In demeanor, posture, and expression, he appeared completely composed, and while all his friends were distressed, he seemed like the only one unaffected by his misfortune. Upon returning home, after greeting his mother and wife, who were in tears and wailing loudly, and urging them to calm down about his tragedy, he headed straight to the city gates, where the nobility came to attend him; without taking anything with him or making any requests of the group, he left them with only three or four supporters. He spent a few days alone in the countryside, troubled by various thoughts fueled by anger and frustration, with no honorable or beneficial goal in mind, but only how he could best satisfy his revenge on the Romans. Eventually, he decided to stir up a serious war against them with help from their closest neighbors. He aimed to test the Volscians first, knowing they were still strong and prosperous in both people and resources, believing their strength hadn't diminished but rather their resentment had grown due to their recent defeats at the hands of the Romans.
There was a man of Antium, called Tullus Aufidius, who, for his wealth and bravery and the splendor of his family, had the respect and privilege of a king among the Volscians, but whom Marcius knew to have a particular hostility to himself, above all other Romans. Frequent menaces and challenges had passed in battle between them, and those exchanges of defiance to which their hot and eager emulation is apt to prompt young soldiers had added private animosity to their national feelings of opposition. Yet for all this, considering Tullus to have a certain generosity of temper, and knowing that no Volscian, so much as he, desired an occasion to requite upon the Romans the evils they had done, he put on a dress which completely disguised him and thus, like Ulysses,—
There was a man from Antium named Tullus Aufidius, who, because of his wealth, bravery, and the prestige of his family, held the respect and privileges of a king among the Volscians. However, Marcius knew that Tullus had a particular grudge against him, more than against any other Roman. They had exchanged serious threats and challenges during battles, and the fierce competition that often drives young soldiers had only fueled their personal animosity alongside their national rivalry. Still, believing Tullus to have a certain generosity in his character and knowing that no Volscian wanted revenge against the Romans more than he did, Marcius disguised himself completely and, like Ulysses,—
He entered the town of his mortal foes.
He entered the town of his enemies.
His arrival at Antium was about evening, and though several met him in the streets, yet he passed along without recognition, and went directly to the house of Tullus, and entering undiscovered, went up to the fire-hearth, and seated himself there without speaking a work, covering up his head. Those of the family could not but wonder, and yet they were afraid either to raise or question him, for there was a certain air of majesty both in his posture and silence, but they recounted to Tullus, then at supper, the strangeness of this accident. He immediately rose from table and came in, and asked him who he was, and for what business he came there; and then Marcius, unmuffling himself, and pausing awhile said, "If you cannot yet call me to mind, Tullus, or do not believe your eyes concerning me, I must of necessity be my own accuser. I am Gaius Marcius, the author of so much mischief to the Volscians; of which, were I seeking to deny it, the surname of Coriolanus I now bear would be a sufficient evidence against me. The one recompense I received for all the hardships and perils I have gone through, was the title that proclaims my enmity to your nation, and this is the only thing which is still left me. Of all other advantages, I have been stripped and deprived by the envy of the Roman people, and the cowardice and treachery of the magistrates and those of my own order. I am driven out as an exile, and become an humble suppliant at your hearth, not so much for safety and protection (should I have come hither, had I been afraid to die?), as to seek vengeance against those that expelled me; which, methinks, I have already obtained, by putting myself into your hands. If, therefore, you have really a mind to attack your enemies, make use of that affliction you see me in to assist the enterprise, and convert my personal infelicity into a common blessing to the Volscians; as I am likely to be more serviceable in fighting for than against you, with the advantage, which I now possess, of knowing all the secrets of the enemy that I am attacking."
His arrival in Antium was around evening, and even though several people saw him on the streets, he walked by unnoticed and headed straight to Tullus's house. He entered without being seen, went up to the fireplace, and sat down without saying a word, covering his head. The family couldn't help but wonder about him, yet they were too afraid to ask questions because he had a certain regal presence in both his demeanor and silence. They reported the strange incident to Tullus, who was at dinner at the time. He immediately left the table, came in, and asked who the man was and what brought him there. Then Marcius uncovered his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you can't remember me, Tullus, or don't believe your eyes, I have to confess myself. I am Gaius Marcius, the cause of much trouble for the Volscians. If I tried to deny it, the nickname Coriolanus I carry would be enough evidence against me. The only reward for all the challenges and dangers I've faced is that title, which shows my hostility towards your people, and that is the only thing I have left. I've been stripped of all other advantages because of the envy of the Roman people and the cowardice and betrayal of the officials and those in my own rank. I've been exiled and have become a humble supplicant at your doorstep, not so much for safety and protection (would I have come here if I feared dying?), but to seek revenge on those who cast me out; and I believe I have already found a way to do that by putting myself in your hands. So, if you really want to attack your enemies, use the situation I’m in to aid your cause, and turn my personal misfortune into a shared blessing for the Volscians; as I'm likely to be more useful fighting for you than against you, with the knowledge I now have of the enemy’s secrets."
Tullus, on hearing this, was extremely rejoiced, and giving him his right hand, exclaimed, "rise, Marcius, and be of good courage; it is a great happiness you bring to Antium, in the present you make us of yourself; expect everything that is good from the Volscians." he then proceeded to feast and entertain him with every display of kindness, and for several days after they were in close deliberation together on the prospects of a war.
Tullus, upon hearing this, was very pleased, and extending his right hand, exclaimed, "Get up, Marcius, and be brave; you bring great joy to Antium with your presence. Expect only good things from the Volscians." He then went on to celebrate and treat him with every kindness, and for several days afterward, they discussed the prospects of war together in depth.
Although the Volscians had sworn to a truce of arms for the space of two years, the Romans themselves soon furnished them with a pretence, by making proclamation, out of some jealousy or slanderous report, at an exhibition of games, that all the Volscians who had come to see them should depart from the city before sunset. Some affirm that this was a contrivance of Marcius, who sent a man privately to the consuls, falsely to accuse the Volscians of intending to fall upon the Romans during the games, and to set the city on fire. This public affront aroused their hostility to the Romans; and Tullus, perceiving it, took advantage of it, aggravating the fact, and working on their indignation, till he persuaded them, at last, to despatch ambassadors to Rome, requiring the Romans to restore that part of their country and those towns which they had taken from the Volscian in the late war. When the Romans heard the message, they indignantly replied, that the Volscians were the first that took up arms, but the Romans would be the last to lay them down. This answer being brought back, Tullus called a general assembly of the Volscians; and the voted passing for a war, he then proposed that they should call in Marcius, laying aside the remembrance of former grudges, and assuring themselves that the services they should now receive from him as friend and associate, would abundantly outweigh any harm or damage he had done them when he was their enemy. Marcius was accordingly summoned, and having made his entrance, and spoken tot he people, won their good opinion of his capacity, his skill, counsel, and boldness, not less by his present words than by his past actions. They joined him in commission with Tullus, to have full power as general of their forces in all that related to the war. And he, fearing lest the time that would be requisite to bring all the Volscians together in full preparation might be so long as to lose him the opportunity of action, left order with the chief persons and magistrates for the city to provide other things, while he himself, prevailing upon the readiest to assemble and march out with him as volunteers without staying to be enrolled, made a sudden inroad into the Roman confines, when nobody expected him, and possessed himself of so much booty, that the Volscians found they had more than they could either carry away or use in the camp. The abundance of provision which he gained, and the waste and havoc of the country which he made, were, however, the smallest results of that invasion; the great mischief he intended, and his special object in all, was to increase at Rome the suspicions entertained of the patricians, and to make them upon worse terms with the people. With this view, while despoiling all the fields and destroying the property of other men, he took special care to preserve their farms and lands untouched, and would not allow his soldiers to ravage there, or seize upon any thing which belonged to them. Hence the quarrels broke out afresh, and rose to a greater height than ever; the senators reproaching those of the commonalty with their late injustice to Marcius; while the plebeians, on their side, did not hesitate to accuse them of having, out of spite and revenge, solicited him to this enterprise, and thus, when others were involved in the miseries of a war by their means, they sat like unconcerned spectators furnished with a guardian abroad of their fortunes, in the very person of the public enemy. After this incursion and exploit, which was of great advantage to the Volscians, since they learned by it to be more courageous and to despise their enemy, Marcius drew them off, and returned in safety.
Although the Volscians had promised a truce for two years, the Romans soon gave them a reason to break it. Out of jealousy or some false rumors, they announced at a games event that all Volscians attending should leave the city before sunset. Some say this was a trick by Marcius, who secretly told the consuls that the Volscians planned to attack the Romans during the games and burn the city. This public insult fueled their anger towards the Romans, and Tullus, noticing this, took advantage of the situation by intensifying their outrage. Eventually, he persuaded them to send ambassadors to Rome, demanding the return of the lands and towns taken from the Volscians in the last war. When the Romans received this message, they angrily replied that the Volscians were the first to take up arms, but the Romans would be the last to lay them down. After hearing this response, Tullus called a general assembly of the Volscians. They voted for war, and he suggested they invite Marcius back, putting aside past grievances, assuring them that the help he would provide now as an ally would far outweigh any harm he had caused as an enemy. Marcius was summoned, and after speaking to the people, he gained their trust with his intelligence, skills, advice, and courage, both in his words and past actions. They made him co-general with Tullus, giving him full authority over their military operations. Fearing that gathering all the Volscians might take too long and cost him the chance to act, he instructed the city leaders to prepare while he recruited volunteers to join him without waiting for formal enlistment. He launched a surprise raid into Roman territory when they least expected it, seizing so much loot that the Volscians couldn't carry it all. The abundance of supplies he acquired and the destruction he caused were minor compared to his true goal: to heighten the suspicions in Rome about the patricians and worsen their relationship with the common people. To achieve this, while pillaging the fields and ruining other people's property, he made sure to protect the farms and lands of his own people and forbade his soldiers from harming them. This led to renewed conflicts, with senators accusing the commoners of their recent unfairness towards Marcius, while the plebeians retaliated by blaming the senators for provoking him into this raid. As a result, when others suffered the consequences of war because of the senators, they remained like indifferent spectators, feeling secure under the protection of a public enemy. After this successful raid, which boosted the Volscians' courage and contempt for their enemy, Marcius led them back safely.
But when the whole strength of the Volscians was brought together into the field, with great expedition, it appeared so considerable a body, that they agreed to leave part in garrison, for the security of their towns, and with the other part to march against the Romans. Marcius now desired Tullus to choose which of the two charges would be most agreeable to him. Tullus answered, that since he knew Marcius to be equally valiant with himself, and far more fortunate, he would have him take the command of those that were going out to the war, while he made it his care to defend their cities at home, and provide all conveniences for the army abroad. Marcius thus reinforced, and much stronger than before, moved first towards the city called Circaeum, a Roman colony. He received its surrender, and did the inhabitants no injury; passing thence, he entered and laid waste the country of the Latins, where he expected the Romans would meet him, as the Latins were their confederates and allies, and had often sent to demand succor from them. the people, however, on their part, showing little inclination for the service, and the consuls themselves being unwilling to run the hazard of a battle, when the time of their office was almost ready to expire, they dismissed the Latin ambassadors without any effect; so that Marcius, finding no army to oppose him, marched up to their cities, and, having taken by force Toleria, Lavici, Peda, and Bols, all of which offered resistance, not only plundered their houses, but made a prey likewise of their persons. Meantime, he showed particular regard for all such as came over to his party, and, for fear they might sustain any damage against his will, encamped them at the greatest distance he could, and wholly abstained from their property.
But when the entire strength of the Volscians gathered together in the field quickly, they formed such a significant force that they decided to leave part of it behind in the garrison for the safety of their towns, while the other part would march against the Romans. Marcius then asked Tullus to choose which of the two roles would suit him better. Tullus replied that since he knew Marcius to be just as brave as he was and much more fortunate, he wanted Marcius to take command of the troops going to war, while he would focus on defending their cities at home and arranging everything needed for the army abroad. With this boost in strength, Marcius first moved towards the city called Circaeum, a Roman colony. He received its surrender and harmed none of its inhabitants; from there, he entered and devastated the land of the Latins, expecting that the Romans would confront him, as the Latins were their allies and often requested assistance from them. However, the people showed little interest in the fight, and the consuls themselves were reluctant to risk a battle, especially since their terms were nearing an end. They sent the Latin ambassadors away without any results; thus, Marcius, finding no army to challenge him, marched up to their cities and forcibly captured Toleria, Lavici, Peda, and Bols, all of which put up resistance. He not only plundered their homes but also took their people as captives. Meanwhile, he paid special attention to those who joined his side, and to prevent them from suffering any harm against his wishes, he camped them as far away as possible and completely refrained from taking their belongings.
After, however, he had made himself master of Bols, a town not above ten miles from Rome, where he found great treasure, and put almost all the adults to the sword; the other Volscians that were ordered to stay behind and protect their cities, hearing of his achievements and success, had not patience to remain any longer at home, but came hastening in their arms to Marcius, saying that he alone was their general and the sole commander they would own; with all this, his name and renown spread throughout all Italy, and universal wonder prevailed at the sudden and mighty revolution in the fortunes for two nations which the loss and the accession of a single man had effected.
After he took control of Bols, a town about ten miles from Rome, where he found a lot of treasure and killed almost all the adults, the other Volscians who had been left behind to protect their cities heard about his achievements and success. They couldn’t stay home any longer and rushed to Marcius, declaring that he was their only general and the only leader they would follow. As a result, his name and reputation spread throughout all of Italy, and there was widespread amazement at the sudden and significant change in fortunes for both nations caused by the loss and gain of a single man.
All at Rome was in great disorder; they were utterly averse from fighting, and spent their whole time in cabals and disputes and reproaches against each other; until news was brought that the enemy had laid close siege to Lavinium, where were the images and sacred things of their tutelar gods, and whence they derived the origin of their nations, that being the first city which Aeneas built in Italy. These tidings produced a change as universal as it was extraordinary in the thoughts and inclinations of the people, but occasioned a yet stranger revulsion of feeling among the patricians. The people now were for repealing the sentence against Marcius, and calling him back into the city; whereas the senate, being assembled to consider the decree, opposed and finally rejected the proposal, either out of the mere humor of opposing the people in whatever they should desire, or because they were unwilling, perhaps, that he should owe his restoration to their kindness. When Marcius heard of this, he was more exasperated than ever, and, quitting the siege of Lavinium, marched furiously towards Rome, and encamped at a place called the Cluilian ditches, about five miles from the city. The nearness of his approach did, indeed, create much terror and disturbance, yet it also ended their dissensions for the present; as nobody now, whether consul or senator, durst any longer contradict the people in their design of recalling Marcius.
Everything in Rome was a total mess; they were completely against fighting and spent all their time in cliques, arguing, and blaming each other. Then news came that the enemy had tightly surrounded Lavinium, where the images and sacred items of their guardian gods were kept, and where their nation’s roots began, since it was the first city Aeneas built in Italy. This news caused a change that was both widespread and remarkable in how the people felt, but it caused an even stranger shift in the feelings of the patricians. Now, the people wanted to overturn the sentence against Marcius and bring him back to the city; however, the senate, gathered to discuss the matter, opposed and ultimately rejected the idea, either simply out of the desire to go against whatever the people wanted or perhaps because they didn’t want him to owe his return to their goodwill. When Marcius learned of this, he was angrier than ever and, leaving the siege of Lavinium, marched furiously toward Rome, setting up camp at a place called the Cluilian ditches, about five miles from the city. His close approach did create a lot of fear and unrest, but it also put an end to their disagreements for the time being; no one, whether consul or senator, dared to oppose the people’s plan to recall Marcius.
It was therefore, unanimously agreed by all parties, that ambassadors should be despatched, offering him return to his country, and desiring him to free them from the terrors and distresses of the war. The persons sent by the senate with this message were chosen out of his kindred and acquaintance, who naturally expected a very kind reception at their first interview; in which, however, they were much mistaken. Being led through the enemy's camp, they found him sitting in state amid the chief men of the Volscians, looking insupportably proud and arrogant. He bade them declare the cause of their coming, which they did in the most gently terms, and with a behavior suitable to their language. When they had made an end of speaking, he returned them a sharp answer, full of bitterness and angry resentment, as to what concerned himself, and the ill usage he had received from them; but as general of the Volscians, he demanded restitution of the cities and the lands which had been seized upon during the late war, and that the same rights and franchises should be granted them at Rome, which had been before accorded to the Latins; since there could be no assurance that a peace would be firm and lasting without just conditions on both sides. He allowed them thirty days to consider and resolve.
It was therefore unanimously agreed by everyone that ambassadors should be sent to offer him a return to his country and ask him to free them from the fears and struggles of the war. The people chosen by the senate for this mission were selected from his family and friends, who naturally expected to be warmly welcomed at their first meeting. However, they were greatly mistaken. As they were led through the enemy's camp, they found him sitting with the top leaders of the Volscians, looking extremely proud and arrogant. He told them to explain the reason for their visit, which they did in the gentlest terms and with an appropriate demeanor. Once they finished speaking, he gave them a sharp reply, full of bitterness and angry resentment regarding his own situation and the mistreatment he had suffered from them. As the general of the Volscians, he demanded the return of the cities and lands that had been taken during the recent war, and that the same rights and privileges granted to the Latins should be extended to them in Rome. He insisted that there could be no guarantee of a lasting peace without fair conditions on both sides. He gave them thirty days to think about it and make a decision.
The ambassadors having departed; he withdrew his forces from the Roman territory. Those of the Volscians who had long envied his reputation, and could not endure to see the influence he had with the people, laid hold of this as a matter of complaint against him. Among them was Tullus himself, not for any wrong done him personally by Marcius, but through the weakness incident to human nature. He could not help feeling mortified to find his own glory totally obscured, and himself overlooked and neglected now by the Volscians, who had so great an opinion of their new leader. Yet Marcius spent no part of the time idly, but attacked the confederates of the enemy, ravaged their land, and took from them seven great and populous cities in that interval. The Romans, in the meanwhile, durst not venture out to their relief; but were utterly fearful, and showed no more disposition or capacity for action, than if their bodies had been struck with a palsy, and become destitute of sense and motion. But when the thirty days were expired, and Marcius appeared again with his whole army, they sent another embassy to beseech him that he would moderate his displeasure, and would withdraw the Volscian army, and then make any proposals he thought best for both parties, but if it were his opinion that the Volscians ought to have any favor shown them, upon laying down their arms they might obtain all they could in reason desire.
The ambassadors had left, so he pulled his forces out of Roman territory. The Volscians, who had long envied his reputation and couldn’t stand seeing his influence over the people, used this as a reason to complain about him. Among them was Tullus himself, not because of any personal wrongs done to him by Marcius, but due to a human flaw. He couldn’t help but feel humiliated to see his own glory completely overshadowed, and to be overlooked and ignored by the Volscians, who now held their new leader in such high regard. However, Marcius didn’t waste any time; he attacked the enemy's allies, devastated their land, and conquered seven large, populated cities during that period. Meanwhile, the Romans were too scared to come to their aid; they were utterly afraid and showed no more willingness or ability to act than if they had been paralyzed and lost all sensation and movement. But when the thirty days were up, and Marcius returned with his entire army, they sent another delegation to ask him to ease his anger, withdraw the Volscian army, and then propose whatever he thought was best for both sides. They added that if he believed the Volscians deserved any favor, they could obtain everything reasonable they desired if they laid down their arms.
The reply of Marcius was, that he should make no answer to this as a general of the Volscians, but in the quality still for a roman citizen, he would advise them to return to him before three days were at an end, with a ratification of his previous demands.
The response from Marcius was that he wouldn't answer this as a general of the Volscians, but as a Roman citizen, he advised them to come back to him within three days with confirmation of his earlier demands.
When the ambassadors came back, and acquainted the senate with the answer, seeing the whole state now threatened as it were by a tempest, a decree was made, that the whole order of their priests should go in full procession to Marcius with their pontifical array, and the dress and habit which they respectively used in their several functions, and should urge him, as before, to withdraw his forces, and then treat with his countrymen in favor of the Volscians. He granted nothing at all, nor so much as expressed himself more mildly; but without capitulating or receding, bade them once for all choose whether they would yield or fight, since the old terms were the only terms of peace. In this great perplexity, the roman women went, some to other temples, but the greater part, and the ladies of highest rank, tot he altar of Jupiter Capitolinus. Among these suppliants was Valeria, sister to the great Poplicola, who happily lighting, not without divine guidance, on the right expedient, rose, and bade the others rise, and went directly with them to the house of Volumnia, the mother of Marcius. And coming in and finding her sitting with her daughter-in-law, and with her little grandchildren on her lap, Valeria, then surrounded by her companions, spoke in the name of them all:—
When the ambassadors returned and informed the senate of the response, seeing that the entire state was now threatened like a storm, a decision was made for all the priests to go in a full procession to Marcius, dressed in their ceremonial vestments and the outfits they used for their various functions. They were to urge him, as before, to withdraw his forces and then negotiate with his fellow countrymen in support of the Volscians. He refused to agree to anything or even to soften his tone; without negotiating or backing down, he told them once and for all to choose whether they would surrender or fight, since the old terms were the only terms for peace. In this great uncertainty, the Roman women went to various temples, but most of them, especially the women of the highest status, went to the altar of Jupiter Capitolinus. Among these supplicants was Valeria, sister of the great Poplicola, who, with some divine guidance, came up with the right idea. She got up, urged the others to rise, and went directly with them to the house of Volumnia, Marcius's mother. Upon entering and finding her sitting with her daughter-in-law and her little grandchildren on her lap, Valeria, surrounded by her friends, spoke on behalf of them all:—
"We, O Volumnia, and Vergilia, are come as women to women, to request a thing on which our own and the common safety depends, and which, if you consent to it, will raise our glory above that of the daughters of the Sabines, who won over their fathers and their husbands from mortal enmity to peace and friendship. Arise and come with us to Marcius; join in our supplication, for your country's sake."
"We, Volumnia and Vergilia, have come as women to women to ask for something that relies on both our safety and the safety of our community. If you agree to it, our honor will surpass that of the Sabine daughters, who brought their fathers and husbands back from hatred to peace and friendship. Please get up and come with us to Marcius; join our plea for the sake of our country."
The words of Valeria were seconded by the acclamations of the other women, to which Volumnia made answer:—"I and Vergilia, my countrywomen, have an equal share with you all in the common miseries, and we have the additional sorrow, which is wholly ours, that we have lost the merit and good fame of Marcius, and see his person confined, rather than protected by the arms of the enemy. Make use, however, of our service; and lead us, if you please, to him; we are able, if nothing more, at least to spend our last breath in making suit to him for our country."
Valeria's words were supported by the cheers of the other women, to which Volumnia responded: “Vergilia and I, my fellow countrywomen, share the same struggles as all of you, and we carry an extra burden—one that belongs to us alone—of having lost the honor and reputation of Marcius, and seeing him imprisoned instead of safeguarded by the enemy's forces. However, please let us help; if you wish, take us to him. We can at least use our last breath to plead with him for our country.”
Having spoken thus, she took Vergilia by the hand, and the young children, and so accompanied them to the Volscian camp. So lamentable a sight much affected the enemies themselves, who viewed them in respectful silence. Marcius, seeing the party of women advance, came down hastily to meet them, saluting his mother first, and embracing her a long time, and then his wife and children, sparing neither tears nor cares, but suffering himself to be borne away and carried headlong, as it were, but the impetuous violence of his passion.
Having said that, she took Vergilia by the hand, along with the young children, and led them to the Volscian camp. The sight was so pitiful that it affected even the enemies, who watched in respectful silence. Marcius, seeing the group of women approach, rushed down to meet them, greeting his mother first and embracing her for a long time, before doing the same with his wife and children, shedding tears and letting his worries go, completely swept away by the overwhelming force of his emotions.
when he had satisfied himself, and observed that his mother Volumnia was desirous to say something, the Volscian council being first called in, he heard her to the following effect: "Our dress and our very persons, my son, might tell you, though we should say nothing ourselves, in how forlorn a condition we have lived at home since your banishment and absence from us; and now consider with yourself, whether we may not pass for the most unfortunate of all women, to have that sight, which should be the sweetest that we could see, converted, through I know not what fatality, to one of all others the most formidable and dreadful,—Volumnia to behold her son, and Vergilia her husband, in arms against the walls of Rome. As for myself, if I cannot prevail with you to prefer amity and concord to quarrel and hostility, and to be the benefactor to both parties, rather than the destroyer of one of them, be assured of this, that you shall not be able to reach your country, unless you trample first upon the corpse of her that brought you into life. For it will be ill in me to loiter in the world till the day com wherein I shall see a child of mine, either led in triumph by his own countrymen, or triumphing over them."
When he had satisfied himself and noticed that his mother Volumnia wanted to say something, the Volscian council first called in, he listened to her speak: "Our clothing and our very selves, my son, might tell you, even if we said nothing, how miserable our lives have been at home since your banishment and absence; and now think about whether we might not be the most unfortunate of all women, to have what should be the sweetest sight for us turned, through some unknown fate, into one of the most terrifying and dreadful—Volumnia seeing her son and Vergilia her husband armed against the walls of Rome. As for me, if I can’t convince you to choose friendship and peace over conflict and hostility, and to be a blessing to both sides rather than the destroyer of one, know this: you won’t be able to reach your homeland unless you first walk over the corpse of the woman who gave you life. It would be wrong for me to remain in this world until the day I see one of my children either paraded in triumph by his own countrymen or triumphing over them."
Marcius listened to his mother while she spoke, without answering her a word; and Volumnia, seeing him stand mute also for a long time after she had ceased, resumed: "O my son, what is the meaning of this silence? Is it wrong to gratify a mother in a request like this? You have punished your country already; you have not yet paid your debt to me." Having said this, she threw herself down at his feet, as did also his wife and children; upon which Marcius, crying out, "O mother! what is it you have done to me?" raised her from the ground, and pressing her right hand with more than ordinary vehemence said, "You have gained a victory, fortunate enough for the Romans, but destructive to your son; whom you, though none else, have defeated." And after a little private conference with his mother and his wife, he went them back again to Rome, as they desired of him.
Marcius listened to his mother without saying a word, and after a long pause, Volumnia spoke again: "Oh my son, what does this silence mean? Is it so wrong to fulfill a mother’s request like this? You’ve already punished your country; you still owe me." After saying this, she fell at his feet, and so did his wife and children. Marcius cried out, "Oh mother! What have you done to me?" He lifted her up, and holding her right hand with unusual intensity said, "You’ve won a victory that's great for the Romans, but it's a loss for me; you, and you alone, have defeated me." After a brief private chat with his mother and wife, he returned to Rome with them, just as they asked.
the next morning, he broke up his camp, and led the Volscians homeward, variously affected with what he had done. None, however, opposed his commands; they all obediently followed him, though rather from admiration of his virtue, than any regard they now had to his authority. The Roman people, meantime began to crown themselves with garlands and prepare for sacrifice, as they were wont to do upon tidings brought of an signal victory. But the joy and transport of the whole city was chiefly remarkable in the honors and marks of affection paid to the women, as well by the senate as the people in general; every one declaring that they were, beyond all question, the instruments of the public safety. And the senate having passed a decree that whatsoever they would ask in the way of an a favor or honor should be allowed and done for them by the magistrates, they demanded simply that a temple might be erected to the Goddess Fortuna, the expense of which they offered to defray out of their own contributions, if the city would be at the cost of sacrifices, and other matters pertaining to the due honor of the gods, out of the common treasury. The senate, much commending their public spirit, caused the temple to be built and a statue set up in it at the public charge; they however, made up a sum among themselves, for a second image of Fortune, which the Romans say utter these words as they were putt it up "Blessed of the gods, O women, is your gift."
The next morning, he packed up his camp and led the Volscians home, with everyone feeling differently about what had happened. However, no one resisted his orders; they all followed him, more out of respect for his character than for his authority. Meanwhile, the Roman people began to adorn themselves with garlands and prepare for sacrifices, as they usually did when they received news of a great victory. The excitement and joy throughout the city were especially evident in the honors and affection shown to the women, both by the senate and the general populace; everyone agreed that they were undoubtedly the key to the public’s safety. The senate passed a decree stating that any favor or honor they requested would be granted by the magistrates. The women simply asked for a temple to be built for the Goddess Fortuna, offering to cover the costs from their own contributions if the city would cover the expenses for sacrifices and other matters of proper respect for the gods from the common treasury. The senate, praising their civic spirit, funded the construction of the temple and a statue to be placed within it; however, they collectively raised funds for a second statue of Fortune, which the Romans say proclaimed as it was erected, "Blessed of the gods, O women, is your gift."
When Marcius came back to Antium, Tullus, who thoroughly hated and greatly feared him, proceeded at once to contrive how he might immediately despatch him; as, if he escaped now, he was never likely to give him such another advantage. Having, therefore, got together and suborned several partisans against him, he required Marcius to resign his charge, and give the Volscians an account of his administration.
When Marcius returned to Antium, Tullus, who deeply hated and greatly feared him, quickly started figuring out how he could get rid of him for good; if Marcius got away now, he’d probably never have such an opportunity again. So, Tullus gathered several supporters and demanded that Marcius step down and explain his leadership to the Volscians.
An assembly was called, and popular speakers, as had been concerted, came forward to exasperate and incense the multitude; but when Marcius stood up to answer, even the most tumultuous part of the people became quiet on a sudden, and out of reverence allowed him to speak without the least disturbance; while all the better people, and such as were satisfied with a peace, made it evident by their whole behavior, that they would give him a favorable hearing, and judge and pronounce according to equity.
An assembly was called, and popular speakers, as planned, stepped up to rile up the crowd; but when Marcius stood to respond, even the most rowdy portion of the people suddenly fell silent and, out of respect, allowed him to speak without interruption. Meanwhile, the more reasonable members of the crowd, those who preferred peace, clearly showed through their behavior that they were willing to listen to him fairly and judge based on what was right.
For these reasons, the conspirators judged it prudent not to test the general feeling; but the boldest of their faction fell upon Marcius in a body, and slew him there, none of those that were present offering to defend him. But it quickly appeared that the action was in nowise approved of by the majority of the Volscians, who hurried out of their several cities to show respect to his corpse; to which they gave honorable interment, adorning his sepulchre with arms and trophies, as the monument of a noble hero and a famous general. When the Romans heard tidings of his death, they gave no other signification either of honor or of anger toward him, but simply granted the request of the women, that they might put themselves into mourning and bewail him for ten months, as the usage was upon the loss of a father or a son or a brother; that being the period fixed for the longest lamentation by the laws of Numa Pompilius.
For these reasons, the conspirators thought it wise not to gauge the general sentiment; however, the boldest among them attacked Marcius as a group and killed him there, with none of those present trying to defend him. But it quickly became clear that most of the Volscians did not approve of this action. They rushed out from their cities to pay their respects to his body, giving him an honorable burial and decorating his tomb with weapons and trophies, as a tribute to a noble hero and a celebrated general. When the Romans heard about his death, they showed no particular sign of honor or anger toward him; they simply agreed to the women’s request to mourn him for ten months, as was customary after losing a father, son, or brother—this being the period set for the longest mourning by the laws of Numa Pompilius.
Marcius was no sooner deceased, than the Volscians felt the need of his assistance. They quarreled first with the Aequians, their confederates and friends, about the appointment of the general of their joint forces, and carried their dispute to the length of bloodshed and slaughter; and were then defeated by the Romans in a pitched battle, where not only Tullus lost his life, but the flower of their whole army was cut to pieces; so that they were forced to submit and accept of peace upon very dishonorable terms, becoming subjects of Rome, and pledging themselves to submission.
Marcius had just died when the Volscians realized they needed his help. They first got into a fight with the Aequians, their allies and friends, over who would be the general of their combined forces, and their argument escalated to bloodshed and killing. Then they were defeated by the Romans in a major battle, where not only Tullus lost his life, but the best of their entire army was slaughtered. As a result, they had no choice but to submit and accept a peace that was very shameful, becoming subjects of Rome and promising to obey.
COMPARISON OF ALCIBIADES AND CORIOLANUS
Having described all their actions that seem to deserve commemoration, their military ones, we may say, incline the balance very decidedly upon neither side. They both, in pretty equal measure, displayed on numerous occasions the daring and courage of the soldier, and the skill and foresight of the general; unless, indeed, the fact that Alcibiades was victorious and successful in many contests both by sea and land, ought to gain him the title of a more complete commander. That so long as they remained and held command in their respective countries, they eminently sustained, and when they were driven into exile, yet more eminently damaged the fortunes of those countries, is common to both. All the sober citizens felt disgust at the petulance, the low flattery, and base seductions which Alcibiades, in his public life, allowed himself to employ with the view of winning the people's favor; and the ungraciousness, pride, and oligarchical haughtiness which Marcius, on the other hand, displayed in his, were the abhorrence of the Roman populace.
Having described all their actions that seem worthy of remembrance, their military feats decidedly balance out. Both of them showed equal measures of daring and courage as soldiers, as well as the skill and foresight of generals on numerous occasions. However, one might argue that Alcibiades, having been victorious in many battles both at sea and on land, deserves the title of a more complete commander. While they were in charge of their respective countries, both significantly upheld and, when exiled, even more severely harmed the fortunes of those nations. The serious citizens were disgusted by the arrogance, flattery, and manipulations that Alcibiades used to gain the people's favor in his public life, while the arrogance, pride, and elitist attitude displayed by Marcius in his own life were despised by the Roman populace.
Marcius, according to our common conceptions of his character, was undoubtedly simple and straightforward; Alcibiades, unscrupulous as a public man, and false. He is more especially blamed for the dishonorable and treacherous way in which, as Thucydides relates, he imposed upon the Lacedaemonian ambassadors, and disturbed the continuance of the peace. yet this policy, which engaged the city again in way, nevertheless placed it in a powerful and formidable position, by the accession, which Alcibiades obtained for it, of the alliance of Argos and Mantinea. And Coriolanus also, Dionysius relates, used unfair means to excite war between the Romans and the Volscians, in the false report which he spread about the visitors at the Games; and the motive of this action seems to make it the worse for the two; since it was not done, like the other, out of ordinary political jealousy, strife and competition. simply to gratify anger, from which as Ion says, no one ever yet got any return, he threw whole districts of Italy into confusion, and sacrificed to his passion against his country numerous innocent cities. It is true, indeed, that Alcibiades, by his resentment, was the occasion of great disasters to his country, but he relented as soon as he found their feelings to be changed; and after he was driven out a second time, so far from taking pleasure in the errors and inadvertencies of their commanders, or being indifferent to the danger they were thus incurring, he did the very thing that Aristides is so highly commended for doing to Themistocles: he came to the generals who were his enemies, and pointed out to them what they ought to do. Coriolanus, on the other hand, first all attacked the whole body of his countrymen, though only one portion of them had done him any wrong, while the other, the better and nobler portion, had actually suffered, as well as sympathized, with him. And, secondly, by the obduracy with which he resisted numerous embassies and supplications, addressed in propitiation of his person anger, he showed that it had been to destroy and overthrow, not to recover and regain his country, that he had excited bitter and implacable hostilities against. There is, indeed, one distinction that may be drawn. Alcibiades, it may be said, was not safe among the Spartans, and had the inducements at once of fear and of hatred to lead him again to Athens; whereas Marcius could not honorably have left the Volscians, when they were behaving so well to him: he, in the command of their forces and the enjoyment of their entire confidence, was in a very different position from Alcibiades, whom the Lacedaemonians did not so much wish to adopt into their service, as to use, and then abandon. Driven about from house to house in the city, and from general to general in the camp, the latter had no resort but to place himself in the hands of Tissaphernes; unless we are to suppose that his object in courting favor with him was to avert the entire destruction of his native city, whither he wished himself to return.
Marcius, based on our usual understanding of his character, was definitely straightforward and honest; Alcibiades, on the other hand, was ruthless and deceitful in public affairs. He is especially criticized for the dishonorable and treacherous way he deceived the Lacedaemonian ambassadors, which disrupted the peace, as Thucydides reports. Yet this strategy, which dragged the city back into conflict, ultimately gave it a strong and formidable position by securing alliances with Argos and Mantinea through Alcibiades' efforts. Similarly, Coriolanus, as Dionysius recounts, used dishonest tactics to incite war between the Romans and the Volscians by spreading false reports about those attending the Games. The motive behind this action seems to worsen the situation for both, as it wasn't driven by typical political jealousy, rivalry, or competition. Instead, simply out of spite—since, as Ion points out, no one has ever benefited from anger—he threw entire regions of Italy into chaos and sacrificed numerous innocent cities to his anger against his country. It's true that Alcibiades’ resentment caused significant disasters for his homeland, but he quickly softened his stance when he realized their feelings had changed. After being exiled a second time, instead of reveling in his enemies' mistakes or being indifferent to the danger they faced, he did exactly what Aristides is praised for doing to Themistocles: he approached the generals who were opposed to him and advised them on what they should do. Coriolanus, however, initially attacked all his fellow countrymen, even though only part of them had wronged him, while the honorable and better part had actually suffered alongside him. Additionally, by stubbornly rejecting many embassies and pleas aimed at reconciling with him, he demonstrated that his goal was not to recover or restore his country but to destroy and overturn it. There is a distinction to be made, however. Alcibiades may not have felt safe among the Spartans and was driven by both fear and hatred to return to Athens; meanwhile, Marcius could not have left the Volscians honorably while they were treating him so well. He was in command of their forces and enjoyed their complete trust, placing him in a very different position from Alcibiades, who the Lacedaemonians were more interested in using than genuinely adopting into their service. Shuttled from one house to another in the city and from general to general in the camp, Alcibiades had no option but to submit himself to Tissaphernes; unless we assume that his aim in seeking favor with him was to prevent the complete destruction of his native city, where he wished to return.
As regards money, Alcibiades, we are told, was often guilty of procuring it by accepting bribes, and spent it in luxury and dissipation. Coriolanus declined to receive it, even when pressed upon him by his commanders as an honor; and one great reason for the odium he incurred with the populace in the discussions about their debts was, that he trampled upon the poor, not for money's sake, but out of pride and insolence.
When it comes to money, Alcibiades was often known for getting it through bribes and spending it on lavishness and excess. Coriolanus refused to accept it, even when his commanders offered it to him as an honor. One major reason he became disliked by the public during discussions about their debts was that he looked down on the poor, not for the sake of money, but out of arrogance and pride.
Antipater, in a letter written upon the death of Aristotle the philosopher, observes, "Amongst his other gifts he had that of persuasiveness," and the absence of this in the character of Marcius made all his great actions and noble qualities unacceptable to those whom they benefited: pride, and self-will, the consort, as Plato calls it, of solitude, made him insufferable. With the skill which Alcibiades, on the contrary, professed to treat every one in the way most agreeable to him, we cannot wonder that all his successes were attended with the most exuberant favor and honor; his very errors, at times, being accompanied by something of grace and felicity. And so, in spite of great and frequent hurt that he had done the city, he was repeatedly appointed to office and command; while Coriolanus stood in vain for a place which his great services had made his due.
Antipater, in a letter written after Aristotle the philosopher's death, notes, "Among his other talents, he had the gift of persuasion," and the lack of this in Marcius's character made all his great deeds and noble qualities unappreciated by those he helped. His pride and stubbornness, which Plato referred to as the companion of isolation, made him unbearable. In contrast, Alcibiades had the knack for treating everyone in a way that they found pleasing, so it's no surprise that all his achievements came with overwhelming support and recognition; even his mistakes sometimes had an element of charm and success. Thus, despite the significant harm he often caused the city, he was frequently given positions of power and leadership, while Coriolanus unsuccessfully sought a position that his substantial contributions entitled him to.
Alcibiades never professed to deny that it was pleasant to him to be honored and distasteful to him to be overlooked; and, accordingly, he always tried to place himself upon good terms with all that he met; Coriolanus' pride forbade him to pay attentions to those who could have promoted his advancement, and yet his love of distinction made him feel hurt and angry when he was disregarded. Such are the faulty parts of his character, which in all other respects was a noble one. For his temperance, continence, and probity, he might claim to be compared with the best and purest of the Greeks; not in any sort of kind with Alcibiades, the least scrupulous and most entirely careless of human beings in all these points.
Alcibiades never claimed that he didn’t enjoy being recognized and found it unpleasant to be ignored; so, he always tried to get along with everyone he met. Coriolanus' pride kept him from paying attention to those who could help him advance, yet his desire for recognition left him feeling hurt and angry when he was overlooked. These flaws in his character stood out, despite the fact that he was noble in many other ways. For his self-control, restraint, and integrity, he could be compared to the best and most virtuous Greeks; unlike Alcibiades, who was the least principled and most indifferent of all people in these aspects.
ARISTIDES
Aristides, the son of Lysimachus, was of the tribe Antiochis, and township of Alopece. Being the friend and supporter of that Clisthenes, who settled the government after the expulsion of the tyrants, and emulating and admiring Lycurgus the Lacedaemonian above all politicians, he adhered to the aristocratical principles of government; and had Themistocles, son to Neocles, his adversary on the side of the populace. Some say that, when boys together, they were always at variance in all their words and actions, serious as well as playful. One was ready, venturesome, and subtle, engaging readily and eagerly in everything; the other of a staid and settled temper, intent on the exercise of justice, not admitting any degree of falsity, indecorum, or trickery, even at his play. Ariston of Ceos says that the first origin of enmity which rose to so great a height, was a love affair; they were rivals for the affection of the beautiful Stesilaus of Ceos, and were passionate beyond moderation, and did not lay aside their animosity when the beauty that had excited it passed away; but carried their heats and differences into public business.
Aristides, the son of Lysimachus, came from the Antiochis tribe and the Alopece township. He was a friend and supporter of Clisthenes, who established the government after the tyrants were driven out, and he greatly admired and emulated Lycurgus of Sparta over all other politicians. He followed aristocratic principles of governance, while his rival, Themistocles, the son of Neocles, represented the popular faction. Some say that, as children, they were always in conflict with each other in both serious and playful matters. One was bold, adventurous, and cunning, eagerly engaging in everything; the other was steady and focused on justice, refusing to tolerate any form of deceit, disrespect, or trickery, even in games. Ariston of Ceos claims that the initial cause of their fierce rivalry was a romantic contest—they competed for the affection of the beautiful Stesilaus of Ceos, and their passion was so intense that their animosity continued even after the object of their desire had moved on; they carried their heated disputes into public affairs.
Themistocles joined an association of partisans, and fortified himself with considerable strength; so that when some one told him that if he were impartial, he would make a good magistrate, "I wish," replied he, "I may never sit on that tribunal where my friends shall not plead a greater privilege than strangers."
Themistocles became part of a political group and built up a lot of support. So when someone suggested that he would be a good judge if he were fair, he replied, "I hope I never have to serve on a court where my friends don’t have more rights than strangers."
But Aristides walked alone on his path in politics being unwilling to go with associates in ill doing, or to cause them vexation by not gratifying their wishes.
But Aristides walked alone on his political path, not wanting to team up with those who did wrong, or to upset them by not meeting their desires.
When he had once opposed Themistocles in some measures that were expedient, and had got the better of him, he could not refrain from saying, when he left the assembly, that unless they sent Themistocles and himself to the barathrum,(a pit into which the dead bodies of malefactors were thrown) there could be no safety for Athens. Another time, when urging some proposal upon the people, although there was much opposition to it, yet he was gaining the day; but just as the president of the assembly was about to put it to the vote, perceiving by what had been said in debate the inexpediency of his advice, he let it fall. He often brought in his bills by other persons, lest Themistocles, thought party spirit against him, should be any hindrance to the good of the public.
When he had once challenged Themistocles on some practical measures and came out on top, he couldn't help but say, as he left the assembly, that unless they sent both him and Themistocles to the barathrum (a pit where the dead bodies of criminals were thrown), there could be no safety for Athens. Another time, while pushing a proposal to the people, he was making progress despite significant opposition; however, just as the president of the assembly was about to call for a vote, realizing from the debate that his suggestion was not wise, he withdrew it. He often submitted his proposals through others to avoid any obstruction from Themistocles, who might oppose him out of party loyalty and hinder the public good.
In all the vicissitudes of public affairs, the constancy he showed was admirable, not being elated with honors, and demeaning himself sedately in adversity. Once, at the recital of these verses of Aeshcylus in the theatre, relating to Amphiaraus,
In all the ups and downs of public life, his unwavering nature was impressive; he didn’t get carried away by praise and handled difficulties with calmness. Once, during the performance of these lines from Aeschylus in the theater, about Amphiaraus,
For not at seeming just, but being so He aims; and from his depth of soil below, Harvest of wise and prudent counsels grow,
For not just appearing fair, but being so He aims; and from the deep soil below, A harvest of wise and prudent advice grows,
the eyes of all the spectators were turned upon Aristides, as if this virtue in an especial manner belonged to him.
the eyes of all the spectators were focused on Aristides, as if this virtue particularly belonged to him.
He was a most determined champion of justice, not only against feelings of friendship and favor, but wrath and malice.
He was a very determined advocate for justice, not just against feelings of friendship and favoritism, but also against anger and hostility.
Thus it is reported of him that prosecuting one who was his enemy, when the judges after accusation refused to hear the criminal, and were proceeding immediately to pass sentence upon him, he rose in haste from his seat and joined in petition with him for a hearing, and that he might enjoy the privilege of the law. Another time, judging between two private persons, when the one declared his adversary had very much injured Aristides; "Tell me rather, good friend," he said, "what wrong he has done you: for it is your cause, not my own, which I now sit judge of." Being chosen to the charge of the public revenue, he made it appear, that not only those of his time, but the preceding officers, had alienated much treasure, and especially Themistocles:
So it's said that while pursuing one of his enemies, when the judges refused to listen to the accusations and were about to pass judgment, he quickly got up from his seat and asked for a chance to speak on behalf of the accused, wanting them to have the right to a fair hearing. On another occasion, when deciding a case between two private individuals, and one claimed that his opponent had greatly wronged Aristides, he replied, "Instead of that, my friend, tell me what wrong he did to you; this is your case I'm judging, not mine." When he was appointed to oversee the public finances, he showed that not just those in office at that time, but also the previous officials, had misappropriated a lot of wealth, especially Themistocles.
Well known he was an able man to be, But with his fingers apt to be too free.
He was well known to be a capable man, But he had a tendency to be too free with his hands.
Therefore, Themistocles associating several persons against Aristides, and impeaching him when he gave in his accounts, caused him to be condemned of robbing of the public; so Idomeneus states; but the best and chief men of the city much resented it, so that he was not only exempted from the fine imposed upon him, but again called to the same employment. Pretending now to repent of his former practice, and carrying himself with more remissness, he became acceptable to such as pillaged the treasury, by not detecting or calling them to an exact account. So that those who had their fill of the public money began highly to applaud Aristides, and sued to the people, to have him once more chosen treasurer. But when they were upon the point of election, he reproved the Athenians in these words: "When I discharged my office well and faithfully, I was insulted and abused; but now that I have countenanced the public thieves in a variety of malpractices, I am considered an admirable patriot. I am more ashamed, therefore, of this present honor than of the former sentence; and I pity your condition, with whom is more praiseworthy to oblige bad men than to preserve the revenue of public."
So, Themistocles teamed up with several people against Aristides and accused him when he submitted his accounts, leading to his conviction for stealing from the public; at least that's what Idomeneus says. However, the city's best and most respected individuals were really upset about it, so he was not only let off the fine but was also called back to the same position. Now pretending to regret his previous actions and being more lenient, he became popular with those who were robbing the treasury because he didn't expose or hold them accountable. As a result, those who had taken advantage of the public funds started praising Aristides and petitioned the people to choose him as treasurer again. But just as they were about to vote, he admonished the Athenians with these words: "When I did my job well and honestly, I was insulted and mistreated; but now that I have supported the public thieves in various wrongdoings, I'm seen as a great patriot. I'm more embarrassed by this current honor than by the previous verdict; and I feel sorry for you, who find it more commendable to please bad people than to protect the public funds."
When Datis was sent by Darius under pretense of punishing the Athenians for their burning of Sardis, but in reality to reduce the Greeks under his dominion, and had landed at Marathon and laid waste the country, among the ten commanders appointed by the Athenians for the war, Miltiades was of the greatest name; but the second place, both for reputation and power, was possessed by Aristides: and when his opinion to join battle was added to that of Miltiades, it did much to incline the balance. Every leader by his day having the command in chief, when it came to Aristides' turn, he delivered it into the hands of Miltiades, showing his fellow officers, that it is not dishonorable to obey and follow wise and able men, but, on the contrary, noble and prudent. So appeasing their rivalry, and bringing them to acquiesce in the best advice, he confirmed Miltiades in the strength of undivided and unmolested authority. And now every one, yielding his day of command, looked for orders only to him. During the fight the main body of the Athenians being the hardest pressed, the barbarians, for a long time, making opposition there against the tribes Leontis and Antiochis, Themistocles and Aristides being ranged together, fought valiantly; the one being of the tribe Leontis, the other of the Antiochis. But, after they had beaten the barbarians back to their ships, and perceived that they did sail for the isles, but were driven in by the force of sea and wind towards the country of Attica, fearing lest they should take the city, they hurried away thither with nine tribes, and reached it the same day.
When Datis was sent by Darius under the pretense of punishing the Athenians for burning Sardis, but in reality to put the Greeks under his control, he landed at Marathon and devastated the region. Among the ten commanders chosen by the Athenians for the war, Miltiades held the highest reputation, while the second place, both in respect and power, belonged to Aristides. When Aristides agreed with Miltiades' plan to engage in battle, it significantly swayed the decision. Each leader took turns being in charge, and when it was Aristides' turn, he handed it over to Miltiades, demonstrating to his fellow officers that it is not disgraceful to follow wise and capable leaders; rather, it is commendable and wise. By calming their rivalry and guiding them to support the best strategy, he solidified Miltiades' authority without challenge. Now, everyone, having stepped aside for their turn of command, sought orders only from him. During the battle, the main Athenian forces were under heavy pressure, with the barbarians resisting fiercely against the tribes of Leontis and Antiochis. Themistocles and Aristides, aligned in their efforts, fought bravely; one from the tribe of Leontis and the other from Antiochis. After driving the barbarians back to their ships and noticing they were trying to sail away to the islands but were instead pushed by the wind toward Attica, fearing they might attack the city, they rushed there with nine tribes and arrived the same day.
Of all the virtues of Aristides, the common people were most affected with his justice, because of its continual and common use; and thus, although of mean fortune and ordinary birth, he possessed himself of the most kingly and divine appellation of Just; which kings, however, and tyrants have never sought after; but have taken delight to be surnamed besiegers of cities, thunderers, conquerors, eagles and hawks; affecting, it seems, the reputation which proceeds from power and violence, rather than that of virtue.
Of all the qualities of Aristides, the common people were most impressed by his fairness, because he showed it consistently and in everyday situations. Even though he came from a humble background and modest means, he earned the title of Just, which is a royal and godly name. In contrast, kings and tyrants have never aimed for that title; instead, they prefer to be known as besiegers of cities, thunderers, conquerors, eagles, and hawks. It seems they value the reputation that comes from power and force more than that which comes from virtue.
Aristides, therefore, had at first the fortune to be beloved for this surname, but at length envied. Especially when Themistocles spread a rumor amongst the people, that, by determining and judging all matters privately, he had destroyed the courts of judicature, and was secretly making way for a monarchy in his own person, without the assistance of guards. Moreover, the spirit of the people, now grown high, and confident with their late victory, naturally entertained feelings of dislike to all of more than common fame and reputation. Coming together, therefore, from all parts into the city, they banished Aristides by the ostracism, giving their jealousy of his reputation the name of fear of tyranny. For ostracism was not the punishment of any criminal act, but was speciously said to be the mere depression and humiliation of excessive greatness and power; and was in fact a gentle relief and mitigation of envious feeling, which was thus allowed to vent itself in inflicting no intolerable injury, only a ten years' banishment. But after it came be exercised upon base and villainous fellows, they desisted from it; Hyperbolus, being the last whom they banished by the ostracism.
Aristides initially enjoyed being loved for his reputation, but eventually faced envy. This change was especially fueled when Themistocles spread rumors among the people, suggesting that Aristides was making decisions in private and undermining the courts to set up a monarchy for himself, without needing any guards. Additionally, the people's spirits were high and their confidence soared after their recent victory, which led them to develop a dislike for anyone with exceptional fame and standing. As a result, they gathered from all over the city and ostracized Aristides, masking their jealousy of his reputation with claims of fearing tyranny. Ostracism was not a punishment for any crime but was said to be a way to manage and diminish excessive greatness and power. It served as a mild relief for their envy, allowing them to take action that inflicted no severe harm—just a ten-year banishment. However, after it began to be used against unworthy individuals, they stopped using it, with Hyperbolus being the last person to be ostracized.
The cause of Hyperbolus's banishment is said to have been this. Alcibiades and Nicias, men that bore the greatest sway in the city, were of different factions. As the people, therefore, were about to vote the ostracism, and obviously to decree it against one of them, consulting together and uniting their parties, they contrived the banishment of Hyperbolus. Upon which the people, being offended, as if some contempt or affront was put upon the thing, left off and quite abolished it. It was performed, to be short, in this manner. Every one taking an ostracon, that is, a sherd, a piece of earthenware, wrote upon it the citizen's he would have banished, and carried it to a certain part of the market-place surrounded with wooden rails. First, the magistrates numbered all the sherds in gross (for if there were less than six thousand, the ostracism was imperfect); then, laying every name by itself, they pronounced him whose name was written by the largest number, banished for ten years, with the enjoyment of his estate. As, therefore, they were writing the names on the sherds, it is reported that an illiterate clownish fellow, giving Aristides his sherd, supposing him a common citizen, begged him write Aristides upon it; and he being surprised and asking if Aristides had ever done him any injury, "None at all," said he, "neither know I the man; but I am tired of hearing him everywhere called the Just." Aristides, hearing this, is said to have made no reply, but returned the sherd with his own name inscribed. At his departure from the city, lifting up his hands to heaven, he made a prayer (the reverse, it would seem, of that of Achilles), that the Athenians might never have any occasion which should constrain them to remember Aristides.
The reason for Hyperbolus's banishment is said to be this. Alcibiades and Nicias, the most influential men in the city, were from opposing factions. So, when the people were about to vote on ostracism and clearly aimed to decree it against one of them, they came together and teamed up to orchestrate Hyperbolus's banishment. This angered the people, who felt there was some disrespect in the situation, leading them to abandon the process altogether. To summarize, the procedure went like this: everyone took an ostracon, a piece of broken pottery, wrote the name of the citizen they wanted banished on it, and brought it to a designated area in the marketplace surrounded by wooden rails. First, the magistrates counted all the pieces (if there were fewer than six thousand, the ostracism didn’t count); then, they separated the names and announced that the person whose name had the most votes would be banished for ten years while keeping their property. As they were writing names on the pieces, it's said that a clueless and uneducated guy handed his shard to Aristides, thinking he was just another citizen, and asked him to write "Aristides" on it. Surprised, Aristides asked if he had done anything wrong to him. The guy replied, "Not at all; I don’t even know him, but I'm tired of hearing him called the Just all the time." Aristides, upon hearing this, said nothing and simply returned the shard with his own name written on it. As he left the city, he raised his hands to the sky and prayed (the opposite of Achilles's prayer) that the Athenians would never have a reason to remember Aristides.
But three years afterwards, when Xerxes was marching through Thessaly and Boeotia into the country of Attica, they repealed the law, and decreed the return of the banished: chiefly fearing lest Aristides might join himself to the enemy, and bring over many of his fellow-citizens to the party of the barbarians; much mistaking the man, who, already before the decree, was exerting himself to excite and encourage the Greeks to the defense of their liberty.
But three years later, when Xerxes was marching through Thessaly and Boeotia into Attica, they canceled the law and decided to allow the banished to return, mainly out of fear that Aristides might join the enemy and persuade many of his fellow citizens to side with the barbarians; they completely misunderstood him, as he was already working hard to motivate and encourage the Greeks to defend their freedom before the decree was made.
After the battle of Salamis, Xerxes, much terrified, immediately hastened to the Hellespont. But Mardonius was left with the most serviceable part of the army, about three hundred thousand men, and was a formidable enemy, confident in his infantry, and writing messages of defiance to the Greeks: "You have overcome by sea men accustomed to fight on land and unskilled at the oar; but there lies now the open country of Thessaly; and the plains of Boeotia offer a broad and worthy field for brave men, either horse or foot, to contend in."
After the battle of Salamis, Xerxes, scared out of his mind, quickly made his way to the Hellespont. Meanwhile, Mardonius stayed behind with the most capable part of the army, around three hundred thousand men, and he was a tough opponent, confident in his infantry, sending messages of defiance to the Greeks: "You’ve defeated sailors who are used to fighting on land and aren’t skilled at rowing; but now, the open land of Thessaly is before you, and the plains of Boeotia provide a wide and deserving arena for brave warriors, whether on horseback or on foot, to battle."
But he sent privately to the Athenians, both by letter and word of mouth from the king, promising to rebuild their city, to give them a vast sum of money, and constitute them lords of all Greece on condition they would not engage in the war. The Lacedaemonians receiving news of this, and fearing, dispatched an embassy to the Athenians, entreating that they would send their wives and children to Sparta, and receive support from them for their superannuated. For, being despoiled both of their city and country, the people were suffering extreme distress. Having given audience to the ambassadors, they returned an answer, upon the motion of Aristides, worthy of the highest admiration; declaring, that they forgave their enemies if they thought all things purchasable by wealth, than which they knew nothing of greater value; but that they felt offended at the Lacaemonians, for looking only to their present poverty, without any remembrance of their valor and magnanimity, and offering them their victuals, to fight in the cause of Greece. Aristides made this proposal, brought back the ambassadors into the assembly, and charged them to tell the Lacaemonians that all the treasure on earth or under it was of less value with the people of Athens than the liberty of Greece. And, showing the sun to those who came from Mardonius, "as long as that retains the same course, so long," said he, "shall the citizens of Athens wage war with the Persians for the country which has been wasted, and the temples that have been profaned and burnt by them." Moreover, he proposed a decree, that the priests should anathematize him who sent any herald to the Medes, or deserted the alliance of Greece.
But he privately sent messages to the Athenians, both through letters and verbally from the king, promising to rebuild their city, give them a large sum of money, and make them the rulers of all Greece if they agreed not to go to war. The Lacedaemonians, hearing this and feeling uneasy, sent a delegation to the Athenians, asking them to send their wives and children to Sparta and receive support for their elderly. The people were suffering greatly after losing both their city and land. After hearing from the ambassadors, they replied, on the suggestion of Aristides, with a response that was truly admirable. They stated that they forgave their enemies for believing that everything could be bought with wealth, which they considered to be of no greater value than their own dignity. However, they were offended by the Lacedaemonians for focusing only on their current struggles, forgetting their courage and nobility, and offering assistance to fight for Greece. Aristides made this suggestion, brought the ambassadors back into the assembly, and instructed them to tell the Lacedaemonians that all the wealth in the world, or hidden beneath the earth, was worth less to the people of Athens than the freedom of Greece. And, pointing to the sun for those who came from Mardonius, he said, "As long as that keeps its path, the citizens of Athens will continue to fight against the Persians for the land that has been ravaged and the temples that have been violated and burned by them." Furthermore, he proposed a decree that the priests should curse anyone who sent a herald to the Medes or abandoned the alliance of Greece.
When Mardonius made a second incursion into the country of Attica, the people passed over again into the isle of Salamis. Aristides himself went to Lacedaemon, and reproved them for the delay and neglect in abandoning Athens once more to the barbarians; and demanded their assistance for that part of Greece which was not yet lost. The Ephori, hearing this, made show of sporting all day, and of carelessly keeping holy day (for they were then celebrating the Hyacinthian festival), but in the night, selecting five thousand Spartans, each of whom was attended by seven Helots, they sent them forth unknown to those from Athens. And when Aristides again reprehended them, they told him in derision that he either doted or dreamed, for the army was already at Oresteum, in their march towards the strangers; as they called the Persians. Aristides answered that they jested unreasonably, deluding their friends, instead of their enemies.
When Mardonius invaded Attica for the second time, the people fled to the island of Salamis again. Aristides himself traveled to Lacedaemon and criticized them for their delay and negligence in allowing Athens to fall to the barbarians once more; he asked for their help for the part of Greece that was still standing. The Ephori, upon hearing this, pretended to be having fun all day and casually observed their holiday (as they were celebrating the Hyacinthian festival), but at night, they secretly selected five thousand Spartans, each accompanied by seven Helots, and sent them out without informing those from Athens. When Aristides confronted them again, they mockingly told him he was either foolish or dreaming, as their army was already at Oresteum, on its way to engage the Persians, whom they referred to as "the strangers." Aristides replied that they were joking unreasonably, deceiving their friends instead of their enemies.
Being chosen general for the war, he repaired to Plataea, with eight thousand Athenians, where Pausanias, generalissimo of all Greece, joined him with the Spartans; and the forces of the other Greeks came in to them. The encampment of the barbarians extended all along the bank of the river Asopus, their numbers being so great, there was no enclosing them all, but their baggage and most valuable things were surrounded with a square bulwark, each side of which was the length of ten furlongs.
Being appointed general for the war, he went to Plataea with eight thousand Athenians, where Pausanias, the commander-in-chief of all Greece, joined him with the Spartans, and other Greek forces rallied to them. The camp of the barbarians stretched all along the bank of the river Asopus; their numbers were so large that they couldn't be completely contained, but their supplies and most valuable possessions were surrounded by a square barricade, each side measuring ten furlongs.
The Tegeatans, contesting the post of honor with the Athenians, demanded, that according to custom, the Lacedaemonians being ranged on the right wing of the battle, they might have the left, alleging several matters in commendation of their ancestors. The Athenians being indignant at the claim, Aristides came forward and said: "To contend with the Tegeatans for noble descent and valor, the present time permits not: but this we say to you, O you Spartans, and you the rest of the Greeks, that place neither takes away nor contributes courage: we shall endeavor by maintaining the post you assign us, to reflect no dishonor on our former performances. For we are come, not to differ with our friends, but to fight our enemies; not to extol our ancestors, but to behave as valiant men. This battle will manifest how much each city, captain, and private soldier is worth to Greece." The council of war, upon this address, decided for the Athenians, and gave them the other wing of the battle.
The Tegeatans, competing for the honor position with the Athenians, requested that, according to tradition, since the Lacedaemonians were positioned on the right wing of the battle, they should be given the left. They cited various reasons to highlight the greatness of their ancestors. The Athenians, upset by this demand, had Aristides speak up: "It’s not the right time to argue with the Tegeatans about noble lineage and bravery. But we want to say this to you, Spartans and all the Greeks: a position does not affect courage. We will strive to uphold the honor of the position assigned to us and not tarnish our previous achievements. We’re here not to quarrel with our allies but to fight our enemies; not to glorify our ancestors but to act like brave men. This battle will show how much each city, leader, and individual soldier contributes to Greece." After this speech, the war council decided in favor of the Athenians and assigned them the other wing of the battle.
At this juncture, Mardonius made trial of the Grecian courage, by sending his whole number of horse, in which he thought himself much the stronger, against them, while they were all, except the Megarians, encamped at the foot of Mount Cithaeron, in strong and rocky places. They being three thousand in number, had pitched their tents on the plain, where the cavalry charged and made inroads upon them from all sides. They sent, therefore, in haste to Pausanias, demanding relief, not being able alone to sustain the great numbers of the barbarians. Pausanias, hearing this, and perceiving the tents of the Megarians almost hidden by the multitude of darts and arrows, and themselves driven together into a narrow space, was at a loss how to aid them with his battalions of heavy-armed Lacedaemonians. He asked, therefore, as a test of emulation and love of distinction, to the commanders and captains who were around him, if any would voluntarily take upon the defense and succor of the Megarians.
At this point, Mardonius decided to test the courage of the Greeks by sending his entire cavalry, which he believed gave him a significant advantage, against them while they were mostly camped at the base of Mount Cithaeron in strong and rocky areas, except for the Megarians. The Greeks, numbering three thousand, had set up their tents on the plain when the cavalry attacked them from all sides. They quickly sent a message to Pausanias asking for help, as they couldn’t withstand the overwhelming numbers of the enemy on their own. Pausanias, seeing that the Megarians' tents were nearly covered by a barrage of darts and arrows and that the Megarians were forced into a tight space, was uncertain how to assist them with his heavy-armed Lacedaemonians. He then asked the commanders and captains around him if any of them would step up voluntarily to defend and support the Megarians.
The rest being backward, Aristides undertook the enterprise for the Athenians, and sent Olympiodorus, the most valiant of his inferior officers, with three hundred chosen men and some archers under his command. These were soon in readiness, and running upon the enemy, as soon as it was perceived by Masistius, who commanded the cavalry of the barbarians, a man of wonderful courage and of extraordinary bulk and comeliness of person, he turned his steed and made towards them. They sustained the shock and joined battle with him, as though by this encounter they were to try the success of the whole war. But after Masistius's horse received a wound, and flung him, and he falling, could hardly raise himself through the weight of his armor, the Athenians pressed upon him with blows, but could not easily get at his person, armed as he was, breast, head, and limbs all over, with gold and brass and iron; but one of them at last, running a javelin under the visor of his helmet, slew him; and the rest of the Persians, leaving the body, fled. The greatness of the Greek success was known, not by the multitude of the slain, (for an inconsiderable number were killed), but by the sorrow the barbarians expressed. For they shaved themselves, their horses, and mules for the death of Masistius, and filled the plain with howling and lamentation; having lost a person, who, next to Mardonius himself, was by far the chief among them, both for valor and authority.
The rest being unprepared, Aristides took charge of the mission for the Athenians and sent Olympiodorus, the bravest of his lower-ranked officers, along with three hundred selected men and some archers under his command. They were quickly ready and advanced towards the enemy. When Masistius, who led the cavalry of the barbarians and was known for his incredible bravery, size, and good looks, noticed them, he turned his horse and rode toward them. They braced for impact and engaged him in battle, making it seem like this confrontation would determine the outcome of the entire war. However, when Masistius's horse was injured and threw him off, he struggled to get back up due to the weight of his armor. The Athenians attacked him with blows, but it was hard to reach him since he was covered in armor made of gold, brass, and iron on his chest, head, and limbs. Eventually, one of them managed to jab a javelin under the visor of his helmet and killed him. The remaining Persians, leaving his body behind, fled. The magnitude of the Greek victory was evident not by the number of casualties (as only a few were killed) but by the grief shown by the barbarians. They shaved their heads, as well as those of their horses and mules, in mourning for Masistius, and the plain was filled with wailing and lamentation, having lost a leader who, next to Mardonius himself, was the most significant in terms of bravery and authority among them.
After this skirmish of the horse, they kept from fighting a long time; for the soothsayers, by the sacrifices, foretold the victory both to Greeks and Persians, if they stood upon the defensive part only, but if they became aggressors, the contrary. At length Mardonious, when he had but a few days' provision, and the Greek forces were increasing continually, impatient of delay, determined to lie still no longer, but passing Asopus by daybreak, to fall unexpectedly upon the Greeks. This he signified the night before to the captains of his host. But about midnight, a certain horseman stole into the Greek camp, and coming to the watch, desired them to summon Aristides, the Athenian, to him. He came speedily, and the stranger said: "I am Alexander, king of the Macedonians, and have come here through the greatest danger in the world for the goodwill I bear you, lest a sudden onset should dismay you, so as to behave in the fight worse than usual. For to-morrow Mardonius will give you battle, urged, not by any hope of success or courage, but by want of victuals: for the prophets prohibit him from the battle, the sacrifices and oracles being unfavorable; but the army is in despondency and consternation; and necessity forces him to try his fortune, or sit still and endure the last extremity of want." Alexander, thus saying, entreated Aristides to take notice and remember him, but not tell any other. But he replied that it was not fair conceal to the matter from Pausanias (because he was general); as for any others he would keep it secret from them till the battle was fought; but if the Greeks obtained the victory, that then no one should be ignorant of Alexander's goodwill and kindness towards them. After this, the king of the Macedonians rode back again, and Aristides went to Pausanias's tent and told him; and they sent for the rest of the captains and gave orders that the army should be in battle array.
After the horse skirmish, there was a long pause in fighting; the soothsayers predicted victory for both the Greeks and Persians if they stayed on the defensive, but if they attacked, the outcome would be different. Eventually, Mardonius, running low on supplies and facing an ever-growing Greek force, grew impatient and decided to stay still no longer. At dawn, he planned to sneak up on the Greeks. He informed his commanders the night before. However, around midnight, a horseman slipped into the Greek camp and asked the watchmen to summon Aristides, the Athenian. He quickly arrived, and the stranger said, "I’m Alexander, king of the Macedonians. I've come through great danger for your sake, to warn you that a sudden attack might catch you off guard and make you fight worse than usual. Tomorrow, Mardonius will confront you, not out of confidence or hope, but out of desperation due to lack of supplies. The prophets advise against battle, as the sacrifices and oracles are unfavorable. His army is in despair and he feels he has no choice but to gamble everything or suffer starvation." Alexander then urged Aristides to remember him but not to tell anyone else. Aristides replied that it wasn’t fair to keep this from Pausanias, since he was the general; he would keep it a secret from everyone else until after the battle, but if the Greeks won, everyone would know about Alexander's goodwill and kindness towards them. After this, the king of the Macedonians rode back, and Aristides went to Pausanias's tent to tell him. They then called the other captains and ordered the army to prepare for battle.
Meantime, day came upon them; and Mardonious having his army in array, fell upon the Lacedaemonians with great shouting and noise of barbarous people, as if they were not about to join battle, but crush the Greeks in their flight—a thing which very nearly came to pass. For Pausanius, perceiving what was done, made a halt, and commanded every one to put themselves in order for the battle; but through the disturbance he was in, on account of the sudden approach of the enemy, he forgot to give the signal to the Greeks in general. Whence it was, that they did not come immediately, or in a body, to their assistance, but by small companies and straggling, when the fight was already begun. Pausanias, offering sacrifice, could not procure favorable omens, and so commanded the Lacedaemonians to set down their shields at their feet and wait quietly await for his directions, making no resistance to any of their enemies. At this time, Callicrates, who, we are told, was the most comely man in the army, being shot with an arrow and upon the point of expiring, said that he did not lament his death (for he came from home to lay down his life in defense of Greece) but that he died without action. While Pausanias was thus in the act of supplication, the sacrifices appeared propitious, and the soothsayers foretold victory. The word being given, the Lacedaemonian battalion of foot seemed, on the sudden, like some fierce animal, setting up his bristles, and betaking himself to the combat; and the barbarians perceived that they encountered with men who would fight to the death. Therefore, holding their wicker shields before them, they shot their arrows amongst the Lacedaemonians. But they, keeping together in the order of a phalanx, and falling upon their enemies forced their shields out of their hands, and, striking with their pikes at the breasts and faces of the Persians, overthrew many of them; they, however, fell neither unrevenged nor without courage. For taking hold of the spears with their bare hands, they broke many of them, and betook themselves with effect to the sword; and making use of their falchions and scimitars, and wresting the Lacedaemonians' shields from them, and grappling with them, for a long time stood their ground.
Meanwhile, day broke over them, and Mardonious, having his army lined up, charged the Lacedaemonians with loud shouts and the chaotic noise of barbaric warriors, as if they weren’t preparing for battle but were instead hoping to crush the Greeks in their retreat—an outcome that nearly happened. Noticing the situation, Pausanias called a halt and ordered everyone to get ready for battle; however, due to the chaos caused by the sudden enemy advance, he forgot to signal the Greeks as a whole. As a result, they didn’t respond immediately or as one unit, but instead came in small groups and scattered when the fighting had already started. While Pausanias was offering sacrifices, he couldn’t get favorable omens, so he instructed the Lacedaemonians to place their shields at their feet and wait quietly for his orders, making no effort to resist their enemies. At that moment, Callicrates, who was said to be the most handsome man in the army, was struck by an arrow and, as he was dying, expressed that he didn’t mourn his death (since he came from home to give his life for Greece) but regretted dying without having fought. While Pausanias was in the midst of his supplications, the sacrifices began to show positive signs, and the soothsayers predicted victory. When the command was given, the Lacedaemonian infantry suddenly resembled a fierce animal, bristling and ready for combat, and the barbarians realized they were facing men prepared to fight to the death. As a result, holding their woven shields in front of them, they shot arrows into the ranks of the Lacedaemonians. But the Lacedaemonians, maintaining their phalanx formation, advanced on their enemies, forcing the shields out of their hands and striking at the chests and faces of the Persians, toppling many of them; however, the Persians fought back with courage and did not fall without revenge. Grabbing the spears with their bare hands, they broke many of them and effectively engaged in sword combat. Using their falchions and scimitars, they wrested the Lacedaemonians' shields away and grappled with them, holding their ground for a long time.
Meanwhile, the Athenians were standing still, waiting for the Lacedaemonians to come up. But when they heard a great noise as of men engaged in fight, and a messenger came from Pausanias to inform them of what was going on, they made haste to their assistance. And as they passed through the plain to the place where the noise was, the recreant Greeks, who took part with the enemy, came upon them. Aristides, as soon as he saw them, going a considerable space before the rest, cried out to them, by the guardian gods of Greece, not to enter the fight, and be no impediment to those who were going to succor the defenders of Greece. But when he perceived that they gave no attention to him, and had prepared themselves for the battle, then turning from the present relief of the Lacedaemonians, he engaged with them, being five thousand in number. But the greatest part soon gave way and retreated, as the barbarians were also put to flight.
Meanwhile, the Athenians stood still, waiting for the Lacedaemonians to catch up. But when they heard a loud noise of men fighting, and a messenger arrived from Pausanias to explain what was happening, they rushed to help. As they crossed the plain towards the sound, the traitorous Greeks who had allied with the enemy confronted them. Aristides, seeing them first, called out by the guardian gods of Greece, urging them not to join the battle and to not hinder those who were going to assist the defenders of Greece. However, when he noticed they weren't listening and were preparing for battle, he turned away from helping the Lacedaemonians and engaged with them, numbering five thousand. But most of them soon faltered and retreated as the barbarians were also put to flight.
The battle being thus divided, the Lacedaemonians first beat off the Persians; and a Spartan, named Arimnestus, slew Mardonius by a blow on the head with a stone, as the oracle in the temple of Amphiaraus had foretold to him. For Mardonius sent a Lydian thither, and another person, a Carian, to the cave of Trophonius. The latter, the priest of the oracle answered in his own language. But to the Lydian sleeping in the temple of Amphiaraus, it seemed that a minister of the divinity stood before him and commanded him to be gone; and on his refusing to do it, flung a great stone at his head, so that he thought himself slain with the blow. Such is the story.
The battle was divided this way: the Spartans first pushed back the Persians, and a Spartan named Arimnestus killed Mardonius with a stone to the head, just as the oracle at the temple of Amphiaraus had predicted. Mardonius had sent a Lydian and a Carian to the cave of Trophonius. The priest of the oracle responded to the Carian in his own language. However, for the Lydian who was sleeping in the temple of Amphiaraus, it felt like a divine messenger appeared before him and ordered him to leave; when he refused, the figure threw a large stone at his head, making him believe he had been killed by the blow. That’s the story.
Of three hundred thousand of the enemy, forty thousand only are said to have escaped with Artabazus; while on the Greeks' side there perished in all thirteen hundred and sixty; of whom fifty-two were Athenians, all of the tribe Aeantis, that fought, says Clidemus, with the greatest courage of all; and for this reason the men of this tribe used to offer sacrifice for the victory, as enjoined by the oracle, at the public expense; ninety-one were Lacedaemonians, and sixteen Tegeatans. They engraved upon the altar this inscription:
Of the three hundred thousand enemies, only forty thousand are reported to have escaped with Artabazus, while on the Greek side, a total of thirteen hundred and sixty lost their lives; among them were fifty-two Athenians, all from the tribe Aeantis, who, according to Clidemus, fought with the greatest bravery of all. Because of this, the members of this tribe would offer sacrifices for their victory, as instructed by the oracle, at the public's expense. Ninety-one were Lacedaemonians, and sixteen were Tegeatans. They engraved this inscription on the altar:
The Greeks, when by their courage and their might, They had repelled the Persian in the fight, The common altar of freed Greece to be, Reared this to Jupiter who guards the free.
The Greeks, through their bravery and strength, Had driven the Persians back in battle, Built this as a common altar for free Greece, Dedicated to Jupiter, protector of the free.
The battle of Plataea was fought on the fourth day of the month Boedromion, on which day there is still a convention of the Greeks at Plataea, and the Plateans still offer sacrifice for the victory to "Jupiter of freedom."
The battle of Plataea took place on the fourth day of the month of Boedromion, a day that is still recognized by the Greeks at Plataea, where the Plateans continue to offer sacrifices for the victory to "Jupiter of Freedom."
After this, the Athenians, not yielding the honor of the day to the Lacedaemonians, nor consenting that they should erect a trophy, peace was well-nigh destroyed by a dissension among the armed Greeks; but Aristides, by soothing and counseling the commanders, especially Leocrates and Myronides, pacified and persuaded them to leave the thing to the decision of the Greeks. Cleocritus of Corinth rising up, made people think he would ask the palm for the Corinthians (for next to Sparta and Athens, Corinth was in greatest estimation); but he delivered his opinion, to the general admiration, in favor of the Plataeans; and counseled to take away all contention by giving them the reward and the glory of the victory, whose being honored could be distasteful to neither party. This being said, first Aristides gave consent in the name of the Athenians, and Pausanias then, for the Lacedaemonians. So, being reconciled, they set apart eighty talents for the Plateans, with which they built the temple and dedicated the image to Minerva, and adorned the temple with pictures, which even to this very day retain their lustre. But the Lacedaemonians and Athenians each erected a trophy apart by themselves. On their consulting the oracle about offering sacrifice, Apollo answered that they should dedicate an altar to Jupiter of freedom, but should not sacrifice till they had extinguished the fires throughout the country, as having been defiled by the barbarians, and had kindled unpolluted fire at the common altar at Delphi. The magistrates of Greece, therefore, went forthwith and compelled such as had fire to put it out; and Euchidas, a Plataean, promising to fetch fire with all possible speed, from the altar of the god, ran to Delphi, and having sprinkled and purified his body, crowned himself with laurel; and taking the fire from the altar ran back to Plataea, arriving before sunset, and performing in one day a journey of a thousand furlongs; and saluting his fellow-citizens and delivering them the fire, he immediately fell down and a short time after expired. Then the Plataeans, taking him up, interred him in the temple of Diana Euclia, setting this inscription over him: "Euchidas ran to Delphi and back again in one day."
After this, the Athenians refused to give the honor of the day to the Lacedaemonians or allow them to build a trophy. Peace was almost wrecked by a disagreement among the armed Greeks, but Aristides calmed everyone down and advised the leaders, particularly Leocrates and Myronides, to let the Greeks decide. Cleocritus from Corinth stood up and made everyone think he would claim the prize for the Corinthians (since Corinth was highly regarded next to Sparta and Athens). Instead, to everyone's surprise, he proposed that the Plataeans be given the reward and glory of the victory, suggesting this would avoid conflict since no one could be upset about honoring them. After he spoke, Aristides agreed on behalf of the Athenians, and then Pausanias did the same for the Lacedaemonians. With their differences settled, they allocated eighty talents for the Plataeans, which they used to build a temple and dedicate a statue to Minerva, decorating the temple with paintings that still shine brightly today. However, the Lacedaemonians and Athenians each built their own trophies separately. When they consulted the oracle about making sacrifices, Apollo said they should dedicate an altar to Jupiter of Freedom but not sacrifice until they had extinguished all the fires in the country, which had been contaminated by the barbarians, and lit a pure fire at the common altar at Delphi. Therefore, the officials of Greece immediately ordered anyone who had fire to put it out. Euchidas, a Plataean, promised to fetch fire as quickly as he could from the god's altar. He ran to Delphi, purified himself, crowned himself with laurel, took fire from the altar, and raced back to Plataea, arriving before sunset after completing a journey of a thousand furlongs in one day. After greeting his fellow citizens and delivering the fire, he collapsed and shortly afterward died. The Plataeans then carried him away and buried him in the temple of Diana Euclia, with this inscription: "Euchidas ran to Delphi and back again in one day."
A general assembly of all the Greeks being called, Aristides proposed a decree, that the deputies and religious representatives of the Greek states should assemble annually at Plataea, and every fifth year celebrate the Eleutheria, or games of freedom. And that there should be a levy upon all Greece, for the war against the barbarians, of ten thousand spearmen, one thousand horse, and a hundred sail of ships; but the Plateans to be exempt, and sacred to the service of the gods, offering sacrifice for the welfare of Greece. These things being ratified, the Plateans undertook the performance of annual sacrifice to such as were slain and buried in that place; which they still perform in the following manner. On the sixteenth day of Maemacterion they make their procession, which, beginning by break of day, is led by a trumpeter sounding for onset; then follow chariots loaded with myrrh and garlands; and then a black bull; then come the young men of free birth carrying libations of wine and milk in large two-handed vessels, and jars of oil and precious ointments, none of servile condition being permitted to have any hand in this ministration, because the men died in defense of freedom; after all comes the chief magistrate of Plataea (for whom it is unlawful at other times for him either to touch iron, or wear any other colored garment but white), at that time appareled in a purple robe; and taking a water-pot out of the city record-office, he proceeds, bearing a sword in his hand, through the middle of the town to the sepulchres. Then drawing water out of a spring, he washes and anoints the monuments, and sacrificing the bull upon a pile of wood, and making supplication to Jupiter and Mercury of the earth, invites those valiant men who perished in the defense of Greece, to the banquet and the libations of blood. After this, mixing a bowl of wine, and pouring out for himself, he says, "I drink to those who lost their lives for the liberty of Greece." These solemnities the Plataeans observe to this day.
A general assembly of all the Greeks was called, and Aristides proposed a decree that the representatives and religious officials from the Greek states should meet every year in Plataea, and every fifth year celebrate the Eleutheria, or games of freedom. He also suggested that there should be a levy across all of Greece for the war against the barbarians—ten thousand spearmen, one thousand cavalry, and a hundred ships. However, the Plateans would be exempt, as their city was sacred to the service of the gods, dedicated to offering sacrifices for the welfare of Greece. Once these matters were approved, the Plateans took on the responsibility of performing annual sacrifices for those who were killed and buried there; they continue to do so in the following way. On the sixteenth day of Maemacterion, they hold a procession that starts at dawn, led by a trumpeter signaling the beginning. Following are chariots laden with myrrh and garlands, then a black bull; after that come the young men of free birth carrying offerings of wine and milk in large two-handed vessels, along with jars of oil and precious ointments. No one of servile status is allowed to participate in this duty, as these men died defending freedom. Lastly comes the chief magistrate of Plataea, who is normally forbidden to touch iron or wear anything but white garments, but at this occasion, he is dressed in a purple robe. He takes a water-pot from the city’s record-office and proceeds, sword in hand, through the center of town to the tombs. After drawing water from a spring, he washes and anoints the monuments, sacrifices the bull on a wood pyre, and prays to Jupiter and Mercury of the earth, inviting the brave men who fell in defense of Greece to partake in the feast and offerings of blood. Following this, he mixes a bowl of wine, pours one out for himself, and says, "I drink to those who gave their lives for the freedom of Greece." The Plataeans continue to observe these rituals to this day.
Theophrastus tells us that Aristides was, in his own private affairs, and those of his own fellow-citizens, rigorously just, but that in public matters he acted often in accordance with his country's policy, which demanded, sometimes, not a little injustice. It is reported of him that he said in a debate, upon the motion of the Samians for removing the treasure from Delos to Athens, contrary to the league, that the thing indeed was not just, but was expedient.
Theophrastus explains that Aristides was very fair in his personal matters and those of his fellow citizens, but in public affairs, he often followed his country’s policy, which sometimes required an unfair approach. It is said that during a debate about the Samians' proposal to move the treasure from Delos to Athens, against the league's terms, he stated that while the action was not just, it was necessary.
In fine, having established the dominion of his city over so many people, he himself remained indigent; and always delighted as much in the glory of being poor, as in that of his trophies; as is evident from the following story. Callias, the torch-bearer was related to him: and was prosecuted by his enemies in a capital cause, in which, after they had slightly argued the matters on which they indicted him, they proceeded, beside the point, to address the judges: "You know," said they, "Aristides, the son of Lysimachus, who is the admiration of all Greece. In what a condition do you think his family is at his house, when you see him appear in public in such a threadbare cloak? Is it not probable that one, who, out of doors, goes thus exposed to the cold, must want food and other necessaries at home? Callias, the wealthiest of the Athenians, does nothing to relieve either him or his wife and children in their poverty, though he is his own cousin, and has made use of him in many cases, and often reaped advantage by his interest with you." But Callias, perceiving that the judges were particularly moved by this, and were exasperated against him, called in Aristides, who testified that when Callias offered him divers presents, and entreated him to accept them, he had refused, answering, that it became him better to be proud of his poverty than Callias of his wealth. On Aristides deposing these facts in favor of Callias, there was not one who heard them that went way desirous rather to be poor like Aristides, than rich as Callias. Thus Aeschines, the scholar of Socrates, writes. But Plato declares, that of all the great and renowned men in the city of Athens, he was the only one worthy of consideration; for while Themistocles, Cimon, and Pericles filled the city with porticoes, treasure, and many other vain things, Aristides guided his public life by the rule of justice. He showed his moderation very plainly in his conduct toward Themistocles himself. For though Themistocles had been his adversary in all his undertakings, and was the cause of his banishment, yet when he afforded a similar opportunity of revenge, being accused by the city, Aristides bore him no malice; but while Alcmaeon, Cimon, and many others were prosecuting and impeaching him, Aristides alone, neither did, nor said any evil against him, and no more triumphed over his enemy in his adversity, than he had envied him his prosperity.
In short, even though he had established his city's power over so many people, he himself stayed poor; he took just as much pride in being poor as he did in his achievements, as shown in the following story. Callias, the torch-bearer, was related to him and was being prosecuted by his enemies in a serious case. After they made a weak argument about the charges against him, they went off-topic to address the judges: "You all know Aristides, the son of Lysimachus, who is admired by all of Greece. What do you think his family's situation is at home when he shows up in public wearing such a tattered cloak? Isn't it likely that someone who braves the cold like this is lacking food and other essentials at home? Callias, the richest man in Athens, does nothing to help him or his wife and kids through their struggles, even though they are cousins and he has often benefited from Aristides' connections with you." But Callias, noticing that the judges were particularly affected by this and growing angry at him, called in Aristides, who confirmed that when Callias had offered him various gifts and begged him to accept them, he had turned them down, saying that he preferred to be proud of his poverty rather than to have Callias be proud of his wealth. When Aristides testified to these facts on behalf of Callias, everyone who heard them left wanting to be poor like Aristides rather than rich like Callias. This is how Aeschines, a student of Socrates, wrote it. But Plato stated that among all the great and respected men in Athens, Aristides was the only one truly worth considering; because while Themistocles, Cimon, and Pericles filled the city with fancy buildings, wealth, and many other empty things, Aristides lived his public life by the principles of justice. He showed his restraint very clearly in his dealings with Themistocles. Even though Themistocles had been his opponent in all his endeavors and was the reason for his exile, when Themistocles faced a similar chance for revenge and was accused by the city, Aristides held no grudges; while Alcmaeon, Cimon, and many others were prosecuting him, Aristides alone neither did nor said anything harmful about him, and he did not gloat over his enemy's misfortune any more than he had envied his success.
Some say Aristides died in Pontus, during a voyage upon the affairs of the public. Others say that he died of old age at Athens, being in great honor and veneration among his fellow-citizens.
Some people say Aristides died in Pontus while traveling for public matters. Others claim he died of old age in Athens, held in great respect and admiration by his fellow citizens.
His monument is to be seen at Phalerum, which they say was built for him by the city, he not having left enough even to defray funeral charges. And it is stated, that his two daughters were publicly married out of the prytaneum, or state-house, by the city, which decreed each of them three thousand drachmas for her portion; and that upon his son Lysimachus, the people bestowed a hundred minas of money, and as many acres of planted land, and ordered him besides, upon the motion of Alcibiades, four drachmas a day.
His monument can be found at Phalerum, which they say was built for him by the city because he didn’t leave enough money to even cover his funeral expenses. It’s also reported that his two daughters were publicly married from the prytaneum, or state-house, by the city, which granted each of them three thousand drachmas as a dowry. Additionally, the people gave his son Lysimachus a hundred minas of money, as well as a similar amount of planted land, and on Alcibiades' suggestion, they also awarded him four drachmas a day.
CIMON
Cimon was the son of Miltiades and Hegesipyle, who was by birth a Thracian, and daughter to the king Olorus. By this means the historian Thucydides was his kinsman by the mother's side; for his father's name also, in remembrance of this common ancestor, was Olorus, and he was the owner of the gold mines in Thrace, and met his death, it is said, by violence, in Scapte Hyle, a district of Thrace. Cimon was left an orphan very young, with his sister Elpinice, who was also young and unmarried. And at first he had but an indifferent reputation, being looked upon as disorderly in his habits, fond of drinking, and resembling his grandfather, also called Cimon, in character, whose simplicity got him the surname of Coalemus the simpleton. Stesimbrotus of Thasos, who lived about the same time with Cimon, reports of him that he had little acquaintance either with music, or any of the other liberal studies and accomplishments, then common among the Greeks; that he had nothing whatever of the quickness and the ready speech of his countrymen in Attica; that he had great nobleness and candor in his disposition, and in his character in general, resembled rather a native of Peloponnesus, than of Athens; as Euripides describes Hercules:—
Cimon was the son of Miltiades and Hegesipyle, who was originally from Thrace and the daughter of King Olorus. This connection made the historian Thucydides his maternal relative; in fact, Cimon's father's name, Olorus, was a tribute to their shared ancestor. Olorus owned gold mines in Thrace and reportedly died violently in Scapte Hyle, a region in Thrace. Cimon was left an orphan at a young age, along with his sister Elpinice, who was also young and unmarried. Initially, he had a terrible reputation, viewed as disorganized, fond of drinking, and resembling his grandfather, who was also named Cimon and was known for his simplicity, earning the nickname Coalemus the simpleton. Stesimbrotus of Thasos, who lived around the same time as Cimon, noted that he knew very little about music or other studies and skills common among the Greeks. He lacked the quickness and eloquence typical of his fellow Athenians, but he possessed a great sense of nobility and honesty in his character, resembling more a native of Peloponnesus than of Athens, as Euripides described Hercules:—
——Rude And unrefined, for great things, well-endued;
——Impolite and unsophisticated, yet capable of significant achievements;
for this may fairly be added to the character which Stesimbrotus has given of him.
for this can reasonably be added to the character that Stesimbrotus has given of him.
Almost all the points of Cimon's character were noble and good. He was as daring as Miltiades, and not inferior to Themistocles in judgment, and was incomparably more just and honest than either of them. Fully their equal in all military virtues, in the ordinary duties of a citizen at home he was immeasurably their superior. And this, too, when he was very young, his years not strengthened by any experience. For when Themistocles, upon the Median invasion, advised the Athenians to forsake their city and their country, and to carry all their arms on shipboard, and fight the enemy by sea, in the straits of Salamis; when all the people stood amazed at the confidence and rashness of this advice, Cimon was seen, the first of all men, passing with a cheerful countenance through the Ceramics, on his way with his companions to the citadel, carrying a bridle in his hand to offer to the goddess, intimating that there was no more need of horsemen now, but of mariners. There, after he had paid his devotions to the goddess, and offered up the bridle, he took down one of the bucklers that hung upon the walls of the temple, and went down to the port; by this example giving confidence to many of the citizens. He was also of a fairly handsome person, according to the poet Ion, tall and large, and let his thick and curly hair grow long. After he had acquitted himself gallantly in this battle of Salamis, he obtained great repute among the Athenians, and was regarded with affection, as well as admiration. He had many who followed after him, and bade him aspire to actions not less famous than his father's battle of Marathon. And when he came forward in political life, the people welcomed him gladly, being now weary of Themistocles; in opposition to whom, and because of the frankness and easiness of his temper, which was agreeable to every one, they advanced Cimon to the highest employments in the government. The man that contributed most to his promotion was Aristides, who early discerned in his character his natural capacity, and purposely raised him, that he might be a counterpoise to the craft and boldness of Themistocles. After the Medes had been driven out of Greece, Cimon was sent out as admiral, when the Athenians had not yet attained their dominion by sea, but still followed Pausanias and the Lacedaemonians; and his fellow-citizens under his command were highly distinguished, both for the excellence of their discipline, and for their extraordinary zeal and readiness. And further, perceiving that Pausanias was carrying on secret communications with the barbarians, and writing letters to the king of Persia to betray Greece, and, puffed up with authority and success, was treating the allies haughtily, and committing many wanton injustices, Cimon, taking advantage, by acts of kindness to those who were suffering wrong, and by his general humane bearing, robbed him of the command of the Greeks, before he was aware, not by arms, but by his mere language and character. Cimon, strengthened with the accession of the allies, went as general into Thrace. For he was told that some great men among the Persians, of the king's kindred, being in possession of Eion, a city situated upon the river Strymon, infested the neighboring Greeks. First he defeated these Persians in battle, and shut them up within the walls of their town. Then he fell upon the Thracians of the country beyond the Strymon, because they supplied Eion with victuals, and driving them entirely out of the country, took possession of it as conqueror, by which means he reduced the besieged to such straits, that Butes, who commanded there for the king, in desperation set fire to the town, and burned himself, his goods, and all his relations, in one common flame. By this means, Cimon got the town, but no great booty; as the barbarians had not only consumed themselves in the fire, but the richest of their effects. However, he put the country into the hands of the Athenians, a most advantageous and desirable situation for a settlement. For this action, the people permitted him to erect the stone Mercuries, upon the first of which was this inscription:—
Almost all of Cimon's character traits were noble and good. He was as fearless as Miltiades, and not lacking in judgment compared to Themistocles, but he was far more just and honest than either of them. He was completely their equal in all military skills, but in his everyday duties as a citizen at home, he was far superior. This was especially impressive considering he was very young, lacking any significant experience. When Themistocles advised the Athenians to abandon their city and their land due to the Median invasion, suggesting they transport all their weapons on ships and engage the enemy at sea in the straits of Salamis, the people were shocked by the boldness and recklessness of this plan. Cimon was the first to be seen passing through the Ceramics with a cheerful demeanor, on his way with his friends to the citadel, carrying a bridle to offer to the goddess, signaling that the time for cavalry was over and they needed sailors instead. After paying his respects to the goddess and making his offering, he took down a shield from the temple walls and headed to the port, inspiring many citizens through his example. According to the poet Ion, Cimon was quite handsome—tall and strong—with thick, curly hair that he let grow long. After he distinguished himself in the Battle of Salamis, he gained a great reputation among the Athenians, who regarded him with both affection and admiration. Many began to follow him, urging him to pursue achievements as famous as his father’s victory at Marathon. When he entered political life, the people welcomed him eagerly, as they were tired of Themistocles. In contrast to Themistocles and thanks to his straightforward and approachable nature, Cimon was promoted to the highest positions in government. The main supporter of his rise was Aristides, who recognized Cimon's natural talent early on and intentionally promoted him as a balance to Themistocles's cunning and boldness. After the Medes had been expelled from Greece, Cimon was appointed admiral while the Athenians still didn’t hold dominion over the sea and were following Pausanias and the Lacedaemonians. His fellow citizens, under his command, were distinguished for their discipline and extraordinary zeal. Noticing that Pausanias was engaging in secret dealings with the barbarians, writing letters to the Persian king to betray Greece, and behaving arrogantly towards their allies while committing various injustices, Cimon managed to take control of the Greeks without force, relying on his kindness to those who were wronged and his overall humane character. With the support of his allies, Cimon then went as general into Thrace after learning that some nobles connected to the Persian king had taken Eion, a city on the river Strymon, from which they harassed the neighboring Greeks. He first defeated these Persians in battle, laying siege to their city, then he attacked the Thracians from beyond the Strymon who supplied Eion with food, driving them out and claiming the land for himself. This left the besieged in such a dire situation that Butes, who was in charge for the king, set fire to the town in desperation, killing himself, his belongings, and all his family in the flames. In this way, Cimon captured the town, but he didn’t gain much wealth since the barbarians had burned not only themselves but all their valuables. However, he handed the region over to the Athenians, a highly desirable place for settlement. For this achievement, the people allowed him to erect stone statues of Mercury, with the first bearing the following inscription:—
Of bold and patient spirit, too, were those Who, where the Strymon under Eion flows, With famine and the sword, to utmost need Reduced at last the children of the Mede.
Of bold and patient spirit, too, were those who, where the Strymon flows beneath Eion, reduced the children of the Mede to their greatest need, facing famine and the sword.
Upon the second stood this:—
On the second stood this:—
The Athenians to their leaders this reward For great and useful service did accord; Others hereafter, shall, from their applause, Learn to be valiant in their country's cause.
The Athenians gave their leaders this reward for their great and valuable service; others in the future will learn from their praise to be brave in defending their country.
And upon the third, the following:—
And on the third, the following:—
With Atreus' sons, this city sent of yore Divine Menestheus to the Trojan shore; Of all the Greeks, so Homer's verses say, The ablest man an army to array; So old the title of her sons the name Of chiefs and champions in the field to claim.
With Atreus' sons, this city once sent Divine Menestheus to the shores of Troy; Of all the Greeks, as Homer's verses say, He was the best at leading an army into battle; So ancient is the title of her sons' name For claiming the role of leaders and warriors in the fight.
Though the name of Cimon is not mentioned in these inscriptions, yet his contemporaries considered them to be the very highest honors to him; as neither Miltiades nor Themistocles ever received the like. When Miltiades claimed a garland, Sochares of Decelea stood up in the midst of the assembly and opposed it, using words which, though ungracious, were received with applause by the people. "When you have gained a victory by yourself, Miltiades, then you may ask to triumph so too."
Though Cimon's name isn't mentioned in these inscriptions, his contemporaries viewed them as the highest honors for him; neither Miltiades nor Themistocles ever received anything like it. When Miltiades sought a garland, Sochares of Decelea stood up in the assembly and opposed him, using words that, while unpleasant, were met with applause from the crowd. "When you've achieved a victory on your own, Miltiades, then you can ask to celebrate like this too."
One mark of Cimon's great favor with the people, was the judgment, afterwards so famous upon the tragic poets. Sophocles, still a young man, had just brought forward his first plays; opinions were much divided, and the spectators had taken sides with some heat. So, to determine the case, Apsephion, who was at that time Archon, would not cast lots who should be judges; but when Cimon, and his brother commanders with him, came into the theatre, after they had performed the usual rites to the god of the festival, he would not allow them to retire, but came forward and made them swear, being ten in all, one from each tribe, the usual oath; and so being sworn judges, he made them sit down to give sentence. The eagerness for victory grew all the warmer, from the ambition to get the suffrages of such honorable judges. And the victory was at last adjudged to Sophocles, which Aeschylus is said to have taken so ill, that he left Athens shortly after, and went in anger to Sicily, where he died, and was buried near the city of Gela.
One sign of Cimon's strong popularity with the people was the famous judgment on the tragic poets that followed. Sophocles, still a young man, had just presented his first plays; opinions were highly divided, and the audience was passionately taking sides. So, to settle the matter, Apsephion, who was the Archon at the time, decided not to draw lots for judges. Instead, when Cimon and his fellow commanders entered the theater after performing the usual rituals for the festival's god, Apsephion insisted they stay and made them swear in as judges—ten in total, one from each tribe—with the customary oath. Once sworn in, he had them sit down to deliver their verdict. The desire to win intensified with the ambition to earn the votes of such esteemed judges. In the end, Sophocles was declared the victor, which reportedly upset Aeschylus so much that he left Athens soon after in anger and went to Sicily, where he died and was buried near the city of Gela.
Ion relates that when he was a young man, and had recently come from Chios to Athens, he chanced to sup with Cimon, at Laomedon's house. After supper, when they had, according to custom, poured out wine to the honor of the gods, Cimon was desired by the company to give them a song, which he did with sufficient success, and received the commendations of the company, who remarked on his superiority to Themistocles, who, on a like occasion, had declared he had never learnt to sing, or to play, and only knew how to make a city rich and powerful. After talking of things incident to such entertainments, they entered upon the particulars of the several actions for which Cimon had been famous. And when they were mentioning the most signal, he told them they had omitted one, upon which he valued himself most for address and good contrivance. He gave this account of it. When the allies had taken a great number of the barbarians prisoners in Sestos and Byzantium, they gave him the preference to divide the booty; he accordingly put the prisoners in one lot, and the spoils of their rich attire and jewels in the other. This the allies complained of as an unequal division; but he gave them their choice to take which lot they would, saying that the Athenians should be content with that which they refused. Herophytus of Samos advised them to take the ornaments for their share, and leave the slaves to the Athenians; and Cimon went away, and was much laughed at for his ridiculous division. For the allies carried away the golden bracelets, and armlets, and collars, and purple robes, and the Athenians had only the naked bodies of the captives, which they could make no advantage of, being unused to labor. But a little while after, the friends and kinsmen of the prisoners coming from Lydia and Phrygia, redeemed every one his relations at a high ransom; so that by this means Cimon got so much treasure that he maintained his whole fleet of galleys with the money for four months; and yet there was some left to lay up in the treasury at Athens.
Ion shares that when he was a young man who had just moved from Chios to Athens, he had dinner with Cimon at Laomedon's house. After dinner, as was the custom, they poured out wine to honor the gods. The guests asked Cimon to sing a song, which he did successfully, earning praise from everyone. They noted how he was better than Themistocles, who, during a similar event, had claimed he never learned to sing or play music and only knew how to make a city wealthy and powerful. After discussing typical entertainment topics, they began to talk about the various actions for which Cimon was famous. When they mentioned some of his most notable achievements, he pointed out one they had overlooked, which he valued most for its cleverness. He recounted that when the allies had captured a large number of prisoners from the barbarians in Sestos and Byzantium, they chose him to divide the spoils. He separated the prisoners into one lot and the riches from their fine clothing and jewels into another. The allies complained that this was an unfair division, but he offered them the choice of which lot to take, stating that the Athenians would accept whatever they rejected. Herophytus of Samos suggested they take the valuable ornaments and leave the prisoners for the Athenians, and Cimon left, being ridiculed for his strange division. The allies went off with golden bracelets, armlets, collars, and purple robes, while the Athenians only ended up with the naked bodies of the captives, who were of no use because they weren't accustomed to hard work. However, shortly after, the friends and relatives of the prisoners came from Lydia and Phrygia and redeemed their loved ones for a hefty ransom. As a result, Cimon collected so much treasure that he funded his entire fleet of ships with it for four months and still had some left to store in the treasury in Athens.
Cimon now grew rich, and what he gained from the barbarians with honor, he spent yet more honorably upon the citizens. For he pulled down all the enclosures of his gardens and grounds, that strangers, and the needy of his fellow-citizens, might gather of its fruits freely. At home, he kept a table, plain, but sufficient for a considerable number, to which any poor townsman had free access, and so might support himself without labor, with his whole time left free for public duties. Aristotle states, however, that this reception did not extend to all the Athenians, but only to his own fellow townsmen, the Laciadae.* Besides this, he always went attended by two or three young companions, very well clad; and if he met with an elderly citizen in a poor habit, one of these would change clothes with the decayed citizen, which was looked upon as very nobly done. He enjoined them, likewise, to carry a considerable quantity of coin about them, which they were to convey silently into the hands of the better class of poor men, as they stood by them in the market-place. This, Cratinus, the poet, speaks of in one of his comedies, the Archilochi:—
Cimon became wealthy, and with the honor he earned from the barbarians, he spent even more honorably on the citizens. He removed all the fences from his gardens and land so that outsiders and the needy among his fellow citizens could freely gather the fruits. At home, he maintained a simple yet ample table for a large number of guests, allowing any poor townsman to eat without charge, giving them the chance to focus on their public duties instead of labor. However, Aristotle says that this hospitality was not extended to all Athenians, but only to his own fellow citizens, the Laciadae.* Additionally, he was usually accompanied by two or three well-dressed young friends, and if he encountered an older citizen in worn clothes, one of them would swap outfits with the less fortunate citizen, which was seen as a noble act. He also instructed them to carry a decent amount of money and quietly give it to poorer men as they stood in the marketplace. This is mentioned by the poet Cratinus in one of his comedies, the Archilochi:—
For I, Metrobius too, the scrivener poor, Of ease and comfort in my age secure, By Greece's noblest son in life's decline, Cimon, the generous-hearted, the divine, Well-fed and feasted hoped till death to be, Death which, alas! has taken him ere me.
For I, Metrobius too, the poor writer, Secure in my old age with ease and comfort, By Greece's noblest son in his later years, Cimon, the kind-hearted, the divine, Well-fed and feasted, hoped to live until death, Death which, unfortunately, took him before me.
Gorgias the Leontine gives him this character, that he got riches that he might use them, and used them that he might get honor by them. And Critias, one of the thirty tyrants, makes it, in his elegies, his wish to have
Gorgias from Leontini describes him like this: he gained wealth to put it to good use, and he used it to gain respect and honor. And Critias, one of the thirty tyrants, expresses in his elegies his desire to have
The Scopads' wealth, and Cimon's nobleness, And king Agesilaus's success.
The Scopads' wealth, Cimon's nobility, And King Agesilaus's victories.
Lichas, we know, became famous in Greece, only because on the days of the sports, when the young boys ran naked, he used to entertain the strangers that came to see these diversions. But Cimon's generosity outdid all the old Athenian hospitality and good-nature. For though it is the city's just boast that their forefathers taught the rest of Greece to sow corn, and how to use springs of water, and to kindle fire, yet Cimon, by keeping open house for his fellow-citizens, and giving travelers liberty to eat the fruits which the several seasons produced in his land, seemed to restore to the world that community of goods, which mythology says existed in the reign of Saturn. Those who object to him that he did this to be popular, and gain the applause of the vulgar, are confuted by the constant tenor of the rest of his actions, which all ended to uphold the interests of the nobility and the Spartan policy, of which he gave instances, when, together with Aristides, he opposed Themistocles, who was advancing the authority of the people beyond its just limits, and resisted Ephialtes, who to please the multitude, was for abolishing the jurisdiction of the court of Areopagus. And when all the men of his time, except Aristides and Ephialtes, enriched themselves out of the public money, he still kept his hands clean and untainted, and to his last day never acted or spoke for his own private gain or emolument. They tell us that Rhoesaces, a Persian, who had traitorously revolted from the king his master, fled to Athens, and there, being harassed by sycophants who were still accusing him to the people, he applied himself to Cimon for redress, and to gain his favor, laid down in his doorway two cups, the one full of gold, and the other of silver Darics. Cimon smiled and asked him whether he wished to have Cimon's hired service or his friendship. He replied, his friendship. "If so," said he, "take away these pieces, for being your friend, when I shall have occasion for them, I will send and ask for them."
Lichas became well-known in Greece mainly because during the sports events, when young boys ran naked, he entertained the visitors who came to enjoy the games. But Cimon’s generosity surpassed all traditional Athenian hospitality and kindness. While it's true that the city's ancestors taught the rest of Greece how to farm, harness water, and create fire, Cimon kept his home open to fellow citizens and let travelers enjoy the seasonal fruits from his land, almost restoring that mythical sharing of resources said to exist during the reign of Saturn. Those who claim he did this just to be popular and win the favor of the masses are proven wrong by the consistent way he acted in support of the nobility and Spartan policies. He showed this when he, along with Aristides, opposed Themistocles, who was pushing for the people's power to go too far, and resisted Ephialtes, who was trying to please the crowd by eliminating the jurisdiction of the Areopagus court. Even when most men of his time, except Aristides and Ephialtes, profited from public funds, Cimon kept his hands clean and untainted, never acting or speaking for his own gain or profit until his last day. They say that Rhoesaces, a Persian who had betrayed his king, fled to Athens, where he was pursued by accusers still bringing him before the people. Seeking help, he turned to Cimon for assistance, and to win his favor, he placed two cups at his doorstep—one filled with gold and the other with silver Darics. Cimon smiled and asked him if he wanted Cimon’s hired service or his friendship. Rhoesaces said he wanted his friendship. "If that’s the case," Cimon replied, "take those cups away, because as your friend, if I need them, I’ll ask for them."
The allies of the Athenians began now to be weary of war and military service, willing to have repose, and to look after their husbandry and traffic. For they saw their enemies driven out of the country, and did not fear any new vexations from them. They still paid the tax they were assessed at, but did not send men and galleys, as they had done before. This the other Athenian generals wished to constrain them to, and by judicial proceedings against defaulters, and penalties which they inflicted on them, made the government uneasy, and even odious. But Cimon practiced a contrary method; he forced no man to go that was not willing, but of those that desired to be excused from service he took money and vessels unmanned, and let them yield to the temptation of staying at home, to attend to their private business. Thus they lost their military habits, and luxury and their own folly quickly changed them into unwarlike husbandmen and traders; while Cimon, continually embarking large numbers of Athenians on board his galleys, thoroughly disciplined them in his expeditions, and ere long made them the lords of their own paymasters. The allies, whose indolence maintained them, while they thus went sailing about everywhere, and incessantly bearing arms and acquiring skill, began to fear and flatter them, and found themselves after a while allies no longer, but unwittingly become tributaries and slaves.
The Athenian allies were starting to get tired of war and military service; they wanted some rest and wanted to focus on their farming and trading. They saw that their enemies had been pushed out of the country and didn’t fear any new threats from them. They still paid the taxes they were assessed but didn’t send men and ships like they used to. The other Athenian generals wanted to force them to do this and made the government feel uneasy and even hated through legal actions and penalties against those who didn’t comply. But Cimon took a different approach; he didn’t force anyone to serve who didn’t want to, but he accepted money and ships from those who wanted to be excused and let them give in to the temptation to stay home and take care of their own affairs. As a result, they lost their military habits, and their indulgence and folly quickly turned them into unmilitary farmers and traders. Meanwhile, Cimon consistently took large numbers of Athenians on his ships, training them well on his expeditions, and soon made them the masters of their own pay. The allies, who were kept complacent while they roamed around everywhere, constantly armed and gaining skills, began to fear and flatter them, and eventually found themselves, without realizing it, no longer allies but unwittingly turned into tributaries and slaves.
Nor did any man ever do more than Cimon did to humble the pride of the Persian king. He was not content with ridding Greece of him; but following close at his heels, before the barbarians could take breath and recover themselves, what with his devastations, and his forcible reduction of some places and the revolts and voluntary accession of others, in the end, from Ionia to Pamphylia, all Asia was clear of Persian soldiers. Word being brought him that the royal commanders were lying in wait upon the coast of Pamphylia, with a numerous land army, and a large fleet, he determined to make the whole sea on this side the Chelidonian islands so formidable to them that they should never dare to show themselves in it; and setting off from Cnidos and the Triopian headland, with two hundred galleys, which had been originally built with particular care by Themistocles, for speed and rapid evolutions, and to which he now gave greater width and roomier decks along the sides to move to and fro upon, so as to allow a great number of full-armed soldiers to take part in the engagements and fight from them, he shaped his course first of all against the town of Phaselis, which, though inhabited by Greeks, yet would not quit the interests of Persia, but denied his galleys entrance into their port. Upon this he wasted the country, and drew up his army to their very walls; but the soldiers of Chios, who were then serving under him, being ancient friends to the Phaselites, endeavoring to propitiate the general in their behalf, at the same time shot arrows into the town, to which were fastened letters conveying intelligence. At length he concluded peace with them, upon the conditions that they should pay down ten talents, and follow him against the barbarians. The Persian admiral lay waiting for him with the whole fleet at the mouth of the river Eurymedon, with no design to fight, but expecting a reinforcement of eighty Phoenician ships on their way from Cyprus. Cimon, aware of this, put out to sea, resolved, if they would not fight a battle willingly, to force them to it. The barbarians, seeing this, retired within the mouth of the river to avoid being attacked; but when they saw the Athenians come upon them, notwithstanding their retreat, they met them with six hundred ships, as Phanodemus relates, but according to Ephorus, with three hundred and fifty. However, they did nothing worthy such mighty forces, but immediately turned the prows of their galleys toward the shore, where those that came first threw themselves upon the land, and fled to their army drawn up thereabout, while the rest perished with their vessels, or were taken. By this, one may guess at their number, for though a great many escaped out of the fight, and a great many others were sunk, yet two hundred galleys were taken by the Athenians.
Nor did anyone ever do more to bring down the pride of the Persian king than Cimon. He wasn't satisfied with just driving him out of Greece; instead, he followed closely behind, preventing the barbarians from catching their breath or regrouping. With his destruction of their lands, forced captures of some places, and the revolts and voluntary joinings of others, in the end, all of Asia from Ionia to Pamphylia was free of Persian soldiers. When he heard that the royal commanders were waiting for him on the coast of Pamphylia with a large army on land and a significant fleet, he decided to make the entire sea on this side of the Chelidonian Islands so intimidating that they would never dare to show themselves there. Setting off from Cnidos and the Triopian headland with two hundred galleys, which had been specially built by Themistocles for speed and quick maneuvers—now made wider and with more spacious decks to accommodate a large number of fully armed soldiers—he first aimed at the town of Phaselis. Although populated by Greeks, they refused to abandon the interests of Persia and denied his galleys entry into their port. In response, he devastated the surrounding area and laid siege to their walls. The soldiers from Chios who were serving under him, being longtime friends of the Phaselites, tried to appease Cimon on their behalf while also shooting arrows into the town attached with letters that conveyed messages. Eventually, he made peace with them under the condition that they would pay ten talents and join him against the barbarians. The Persian admiral was waiting for him at the mouth of the river Eurymedon with the whole fleet, not intending to fight but expecting a reinforcement of eighty Phoenician ships coming from Cyprus. Cimon, knowing this, set out to sea, determined to force a battle if they wouldn’t fight willingly. The barbarians, seeing this, retreated into the river to avoid an attack; however, when they noticed the Athenians approaching them, despite their retreat, they faced them with six hundred ships, according to Phanodemus, but Ephorus claims three hundred and fifty. Regardless, they did nothing worthy of such powerful forces, immediately turning their ships towards the shore. Those who reached land first fled to their army positioned there, while the rest either sank with their vessels or were captured. One can gauge their numbers from this, as many escaped the battle and many others were sunk, yet two hundred galleys were taken by the Athenians.
When their land army drew toward the seaside, Cimon was in suspense whether he should venture to try and force his way on shore; as he should thus expose his Greeks, wearied with slaughter in the first engagement, to the swords of the barbarians, who were all fresh men, and many times their number. But seeing his men resolute, and flushed with victory, he bade them land, though they were not yet cool from their first battle. As soon as they touched ground, they set up a shout and ran upon the enemy, who stood firm and sustained the first shock with great courage, so that the fight was a hard one, and some of the principal men of the Athenians in rank and courage were slain. At length, though with much ado, they routed the barbarians, and killing some, took others prisoners, and plundered all their tents and pavilions, which were full of rich spoil. Cimon, liked a skilled athlete at the games, having in one day carried off two victories, wherein he surpassed that of Salamis by sea, and that of Plataea by land, was encouraged to try for yet another success. News being brought that the Phoenician succors, in number eighty sail, had come in sight at Hydrum, he set off with all speed to find them, while they as yet had not received any certain account of the larger fleet, and were in doubt what to think; so that thus surprised, they lost all their vessels, and most of their men with them. This success of Cimon so daunted the king of Persia, that he presently made that celebrated peace, by which he engaged that his armies should come no nearer the Grecian sea than the length of a horse's course; and that none of his galleys or vessels of war should appear between the Cyanean and Chelidonian isles. In the collection which Craterus made of the public acts of the people, there is a draft of this treaty given.
When their ground troops moved toward the coast, Cimon was uncertain whether he should try to force his way ashore. He didn’t want to risk exposing his exhausted Greek soldiers, still reeling from their first battle, to the fresh and heavily outnumbering barbarians. However, seeing his men determined and energized from their victory, he instructed them to disembark, even though they were still heated from the fighting. As soon as they reached the shore, they shouted and charged at the enemy, who stood their ground and met the initial attack with great bravery. The battle was tough, and several of the top Athenian leaders were killed. Eventually, despite the challenge, they drove the barbarians back, killing some and taking others as prisoners, while plundering their tents and pavilions, which were filled with valuable loot. Cimon, like a skilled athlete at the games, had achieved two victories in one day—surpassing both the naval victory at Salamis and the land victory at Plataea—and was motivated to seek another triumph. When news came that the Phoenician reinforcements, numbering eighty ships, had appeared at Hydrum, he rushed to find them before they received any proper information about the larger fleet, leaving them in confusion. Consequently, they lost all their ships and most of their men. This success of Cimon so intimidated the Persian king that he quickly established the famous peace treaty, pledging that his armies would not come closer to the Greek sea than the distance a horse can travel and that none of his warships would operate between the Cyanean and Chelidonian isles. Craterus collected public records of these events, which include a draft of this treaty.
The people of Athens raised so much money from the spoils of this war, which were publicly sold, that, besides other expenses, and raising the south wall of the citadel, they laid the foundation of the long walls, not, indeed, finished till at a later time, which were called the Legs. And the place where they built them being soft and marshy ground, they were forced to sink great weights of stone and rubble to secure the foundation, and did all this out of the money Cimon supplied them with.
The people of Athens raised a significant amount of money from the war spoils, which were sold publicly. With these funds, in addition to covering other expenses and repairing the south wall of the citadel, they started the construction of the long walls, known as the Legs, although they weren't completed until later. Since the area where they built them was soft and marshy, they had to bury heavy stones and rubble to secure the foundation, all funded by the money provided by Cimon.
It was he, likewise, who first embellished the upper city with those fine and ornamental places of exercise and resort, which they afterward so much frequented and delighted in. He set the market-place with plane trees; and the Academy, which was before a bare, dry, and dirty spot, he converted into a well-watered grove, with shady alleys to walk in, and open courses for races.
It was he who first enhanced the upper city with those beautiful and decorative places for exercise and leisure that they later enjoyed and frequented so much. He lined the marketplace with plane trees, and transformed the Academy, which used to be a bare, dry, and dirty area, into a lush grove with shady pathways for walking and open spaces for races.
When the Persians who had made themselves masters of the Chersonese, so far from quitting it, called in the people of the interior of Thrace to help them against Cimon, whom they despised for the smallness of his forces, he set upon them with only four galleys, and took thirteen of theirs; and having driven out the Persians, and subdued the Thracians, he made the hole Chersonese the property of Athens. Next, he attacked the people of Thasos, who had revolted from the Athenians; and, having defeated them in a fight at sea, where he captured thirty-three of their vessels, he took their own by siege, and acquired for the Athenians all the mines of gold on the opposite coast, and the territory dependent on Thasos.
When the Persians, who had taken control of the Chersonese, instead of leaving, called on the people from inland Thrace for help against Cimon, whom they underestimated due to his small forces, he attacked them with just four galleys and captured thirteen of theirs. After driving out the Persians and conquering the Thracians, he made the entire Chersonese the property of Athens. Then, he turned his attention to the people of Thasos, who had revolted against the Athenians; after defeating them in a naval battle, where he seized thirty-three of their ships, he besieged their territory and secured for the Athenians all the gold mines on the opposite coast and the region associated with Thasos.
This opened him a fair passage into Macedon, so that he might, it was thought, have acquired a good portion of that country, and because he neglected the opportunity, he was suspected of corruption, and of having been bribed off by king Alexander. So, by the combination of his adversaries, he was accused of being false to his country. In his defence he told the judges, that he had always shown himself in his public life the friend, not, like other men, of rich Ionians and Thessalonians, to be courted, and to receive presents, but of the Lacedaemonians; for as he admired, so he wished to imitate, the plainness of their habits, their temperance, and simplicity of living, which he preferred to any sort of riches; but that he always had been, and still was proud to enrich his country with the spoils of her enemies. Pericles proved the mildest of his prosecutors, and rose up but once all the while, almost as a matter of form, to plead against him. Cimon was acquitted.
This gave him a fair chance to move into Macedon, and people thought he could have taken a good part of that territory. Because he passed up the opportunity, he faced suspicions of corruption and was accused of being bribed by King Alexander. As a result of his opponents working together, he was charged with betraying his country. In his defense, he told the judges that he had always been a friend, not like others who sought favors from wealthy Ionians and Thessalonians in exchange for gifts, but rather of the Lacedaemonians; he admired and wanted to emulate their simplicity, moderation, and straightforward lifestyle, which he valued more than any kind of wealth. He stated that he had always been, and still was, proud to benefit his country with the spoils taken from her enemies. Pericles was the least aggressive of his accusers and only stood up once during the proceedings, almost as a formality, to argue against him. Cimon was found not guilty.
In his public life after this, he continued, while at home, to control the common people, who would have trampled upon the nobility, and drawn all the power and sovereignty to themselves. But when he afterwards was sent out to war, the multitude broke loose, as it were, and overthrew all the ancient laws and customs they had hitherto observed, and, chiefly at the instigation of Ephialtes, withdrew the cognizance of almost all causes from the Areopagus; so that all jurisdiction now being transferred to them, the government was reduced to a perfect democracy, and this by the help of Pericles, who was already powerful, and had pronounced in favor of the common people.
In his public life after this, he continued to manage the common people at home, who would have trampled on the nobility and taken all the power for themselves. But when he was later sent off to war, the masses broke free, so to speak, and overturned all the old laws and customs they had followed until then. Mainly driven by Ephialtes, they took nearly all legal matters away from the Areopagus, transferring all authority to themselves. As a result, the government turned into a complete democracy, aided by Pericles, who was already influential and had supported the common people.
He was indeed a favorer of the Lacedaemonians even from his youth, and gave the names of Lacedaemonius and Eleus to his two sons, twins.
He was definitely a supporter of the Spartans since his youth and named his two sons, who were twins, Lacedaemonius and Eleus.
Cimon was countenanced by the Lacedaemonians in opposition to Themistocles, whom they disliked; and while he was yet very young, they endeavored to raise and increase his credit in Athens. This the Athenians perceived at first with pleasure, and the favor the Lacedaemonians showed him was in various ways advantageous to them and their affairs; as at that time they were just rising to power, and were occupied in winning the allies to their side. So they seemed not at all offended with the honor and kindness showed to Cimon, who then had the chief management of all the affairs of Greece, and was acceptable to the Lacedaemonians, and courteous to the allies. But afterwards the Athenians, grown more powerful, when they saw Cimon so entirely devoted to the Lacedaemonians, began to be angry, for he would always in speeches prefer them to the Athenians, and upon every occasion, when he would reprimand them for a fault, or incite them to emulation, he would exclaim, "The Lacedaemonians would not do thus." This raised the discontent, and got him in some degree the hatred of the citizens; but that which ministered chiefly to the accusation against him fell out upon the following occasion.
Cimon was supported by the Spartans against Themistocles, whom they disliked; and while he was still quite young, they tried to boost his reputation in Athens. The Athenians initially welcomed this, as the Spartans' favor was beneficial to them and their interests since they were just beginning to gain power and were focused on winning allies. They didn't seem bothered by the honor and kindness shown to Cimon, who at the time was in charge of all Greek affairs, was favored by the Spartans, and treated the allies well. However, as the Athenians grew stronger and noticed Cimon's complete loyalty to the Spartans, they started to feel angry. He would often prioritize the Spartans in his speeches over the Athenians, and whenever he criticized them for their mistakes or urged them to better themselves, he would say, "The Spartans wouldn't do this." This fueled discontent and earned him some level of hatred from the citizens, but the main reason for the accusations against him occurred on the following occasion.
In the fourth year of the reign of Archidamus, the son of Zeuxidamus, king of Sparta, there happened in the country of Lacedaemon, the greatest earthquake that was known in the memory of ma; the earth opened into chasms, and the mountain Taygetus was so shaken that some of the rocky points of it fell down, and except five houses, all the town of Sparta was shattered to pieces. They say that a little before any motion was perceived, as the young men and the boys just grown up were exercising themselves together in the middle of the portico, a hare, of a sudden, started out just by them, which the young men, though all naked and daubed with oil, ran after for sport. No sooner were they gone from the place, than the gymnasium fell down upon the boys who had stayed behind, and killed them all. Their tomb is to this day called Sismatias.* Archidamus, by the present danger made apprehensive of what might follow, and seeing the citizens intent upon removing the most valuable of their goods out of their houses, commanded an alarm to be sounded, as if an enemy were coming upon them, in order that they should collect about him in a body, with arms. It was this alone that saved Sparta at that time, for the Helots had come together from the country about, with design of surprising the Spartans, and overpowering those whom the earthquake had spared. But finding them armed and well prepared, they retired into the towns and openly made war with them, gaining over a number of the Laconians of the country districts; while at the same time the Messenians, also, made an attack upon the Spartans, who therefore despatched Periclidas to Athens to solicit succor, of whom Aristophanes says in mockery that he came and
In the fourth year of Archidamus, son of Zeuxidamus, king of Sparta, the largest earthquake in living memory struck Lacedaemon. The ground split open, and Mount Taygetus shook so violently that some of its rocky peaks crumbled. With the exception of five houses, the entire town of Sparta was devastated. They say that just before the quake hit, a group of young men and boys who were exercising in the portico were startled when a hare suddenly ran by them. Even though they were all naked and covered in oil, they chased it for fun. As soon as they left the area, the gymnasium collapsed on the boys who had stayed behind, killing them all. Their grave is still known today as Sismatias.* Archidamus, sensing the imminent danger and noticing that the citizens were busy trying to save their most valuable possessions, ordered an alarm to be sounded as if an enemy were attacking, compelling everyone to gather around him armed. This action alone saved Sparta at that moment, as the Helots had assembled nearby with plans to surprise the Spartans and overpower those who survived the earthquake. However, when they found the Spartans armed and ready, they retreated to their towns and openly waged war against them, managing to sway many Laconians from the rural areas to their side; at the same time, the Messenians launched an attack on the Spartans, prompting them to send Periclidas to Athens to request help, about whom Aristophanes mockingly wrote that he came and
In a red jacket, at the altars seated, With a white face, for men and arms entreated.
In a red jacket, seated at the altars, With a pale face, pleading for men and arms.
This Ephialtes opposed, protesting that they ought not to raise up or assist a city that was a rival to Athens; but that being down, it were best to keep her so, and let the pride and arrogance of Sparta be trodden under. But Cimon, as Critias says, preferring the safety of Lacedaemon to the aggrandizement of his own country, so persuaded the people, that he soon marched out with a large army to their relief. Ion records, also, the most successful expression which he used to move the Athenians. "They ought not to suffer Greece to be lamed, nor their own city to be deprived of her yoke fellow."
This Ephialtes opposed the idea, arguing that they shouldn’t help a city that was a rival to Athens; instead, now that it was down, it would be better to keep it that way and let Sparta’s pride and arrogance be crushed. But Cimon, as Critias mentions, valuing Lacedaemon’s safety over the expansion of his own city, convinced the people so effectively that he soon headed out with a large army to support them. Ion also notes the powerful argument he used to sway the Athenians: "They shouldn’t let Greece be weakened, nor should their own city be deprived of its counterpart."
In his return from aiding the Lacedaemonians, he passed with his army through the territory of Corinth; whereupon Lachartus reproached him for bringing his army into the country, without first asking leave of the people. For he that knocks at another man's door ought not to enter the house till the master gives him leave. "But you, Corinthians, O Lachartus," said Cimon, "did not knock at the gates of the Cleonaeans and Megarians, but broke them down and entered by force, thinking that all places should be open to the stronger." And having thus rallied the Corinthian, he passed on with his army. Some time after this, the Lacedaemonians sent a second time to desire succor of the Athenians against the Messenians and Helots, who had seized upon Ithome. But when they came, fearing their boldness and gallantry, of all that came to their assistance, they sent them only back, alleging that they were designing innovations. The Athenians returned home, enraged at this usage, and vented their anger upon all those who were favorers of the Lacedaemonians; and seizing some slight occasion, they banished Cimon for ten years, which is the time prescribed to those that are banished by the ostracism. In the mean time, the Lacedaemonians, on their return after freeing Delphi from the Phocians, encamped their army at Tanagra, whither the Athenians presently marched with design to fight them.
On his way back from helping the Lacedaemonians, he led his army through Corinth's territory. Lachartus criticized him for bringing his army into the area without first getting permission from the locals. "If you're going to knock on someone’s door, you shouldn’t just walk in until the owner says it’s okay." Cimon replied, "But you, Corinthians, O Lachartus, didn’t knock at the gates of the Cleonaeans and Megarians—you broke them down and forced your way in, thinking that the strong should have access wherever they want." After making his point to the Corinthians, he continued on with his army. Later, the Lacedaemonians asked the Athenians again for help against the Messenians and Helots, who had taken over Ithome. However, when they arrived, fearing their boldness and bravery, the Athenians sent them away, claiming they were planning to cause trouble. The Athenians returned home furious at this treatment and took their anger out on anyone who supported the Lacedaemonians; seizing a minor reason, they banished Cimon for ten years, which was the standard punishment for ostracism. Meanwhile, the Lacedaemonians, after freeing Delphi from the Phocians, set up camp at Tanagra, and the Athenians quickly marched there to engage in battle with them.
Cimon also, came thither armed and ranged himself among those of his own tribe, which was the Oeneis, desirous of fighting with the rest against the Spartans; but the council of five hundred being informed of this, and frightened at it, his adversaries crying out that he would disorder the army, and bring the Lacedaemonians to Athens, commanded the officers not to receive him. Wherefore Cimon left the army, conjuring Euthippus, the Anaphylstian, and the rest of his companions, who were most suspected as favoring the Lacedaemonians, to behave themselves bravely against their enemies, and by their actions make their innocence evident to their countrymen. These, being in all a hundred, took the arms of Cimon, and followed his advice; and making a body by themselves, fought so desperately with the enemy, that they were all cut off, leaving the Athenians deep regret for the loss of such brave men, and repentance for having so unjustly suspected them. Accordingly, they did not long retain their severity toward Cimon, partly upon remembrance of his former services, and partly, perhaps, induced by the juncture of the times. For being defeated at Tanagra in a great battle, and fearing the Peloponnesians would come upon them at the opening of the spring, they recalled Cimon by a decree, of which Pericles himself was author. So reasonable were men's resentments in those times, and so moderate their anger, that it always gave way to the public good. Even ambition, the least governable of all human passions, could then yield to the necessities of the State.
Cimon also arrived there armed and positioned himself among his own tribe, the Oeneis, eager to fight alongside the others against the Spartans. However, the council of five hundred got wind of this and grew alarmed, as his opponents claimed he would disrupt the army and bring the Lacedaemonians to Athens. They ordered the officers not to let him join. Therefore, Cimon left the army, urging Euthippus, the Anaphylstian, and the other companions, who were most suspected of favoring the Lacedaemonians, to act bravely against their enemies and prove their innocence to their fellow citizens. These hundred men took up Cimon's arms and followed his counsel, forming their own group and fighting so fiercely against the enemy that they all fell in battle, leaving the Athenians deeply regretful for the loss of such brave individuals and remorseful for having unjustly doubted them. Consequently, they soon softened their stance toward Cimon, partly remembering his past contributions, and perhaps also influenced by the situation at hand. After suffering a defeat at Tanagra in a major battle and fearing the Peloponnesians would attack in the early spring, they decided to recall Cimon through a decree that Pericles himself wrote. The restraint of people's feelings during those times was remarkable, as their anger often yielded to the greater good. Even ambition, the most difficult of all human passions to control, could then give way to the needs of the State.
Cimon, as soon as he returned, put an end to the war, and reconciled the two cities. Peace thus established, seeing the Athenians impatient of being idle, and eager for the honor and aggrandizement of war, lest they should set upon the Greeks themselves, or with so many ships cruising about the isles and Peloponnesus, they should give occasions for intestine wars, or complaints of their allies against them, he equipped two hundred galleys, with design to make an attempt upon Egypt and Cyprus; purposing, by this means, to accustom the Athenians to fight against the barbarians, and enrich themselves honestly by despoiling those who were the natural enemies to Greece. But when all things were prepared, and the army ready to embark, Cimon had this dream. It seemed to him that there was a furious female dog barking at him, and, mixed with the barking, a kind of human voice uttered these words:
Cimon, as soon as he returned, ended the war and brought the two cities together. With peace established, he noticed that the Athenians were restless and eager for the glory and expansion that war could bring. In order to prevent them from turning on the Greeks themselves or causing unrest among their allies with their numerous ships sailing around the islands and Peloponnesus, he outfitted two hundred galleys with the plan to launch an expedition to Egypt and Cyprus. His goal was to train the Athenians to fight against the barbarians and to allow them to gain wealth by taking from those who were Greece's natural enemies. However, just as everything was set and the army was ready to board, Cimon had a dream. He dreamed that a fierce female dog was barking at him, and along with the barking, a human voice said:
Come on, for thou shalt shortly be A pleasure to my whelps and me.
Come on, soon you’ll be A joy to my pups and me.
This dream was hard to interpret, yet Astyphilus of Posidonia, a man skilled in divinations, and intimate with Cimon, told him that his death was presaged by this vision, which he thus explained. A dog is enemy to him he barks at; and one is always most a pleasure to one's enemies, when one is dead; the mixture of human voice with barking signifies the Medes, for the army of the Medes is mixed up of Greeks and barbarians. After this dream, as he was sacrificing to Bacchus, and the priest cutting up the victim, a number of ants, taking up the congealed particles of the blood, laid them about Cimon's great toes. This was not observed for a good while, but at the very time when Cimon spied it, the priest came and showed him the liver of the sacrifice imperfect, wanting that part of it called the head. But he could not then recede from the enterprise, so he set sail. Sixty of his ships he sent toward Egypt; with the rest he went and fought the king of Persia's fleet, composed of Phoenician and Cilician galleys, recovered all the cities thereabout, and threatened Egypt; designing no less than the entire ruin of the Persian empire. And the more because he was informed that Themistocles was in great repute among the barbarians, having promised the king to lead his army, whenever he should make war upon Greece. But Themistocles, it is said, abandoning all hopes of compassing his designs, very much out of the despair of overcoming the valor and good-fortune of Cimon, died a voluntary death. Cimon, intent on great designs, which he was now to enter upon, keeping his navy about the isle of Cyprus, sent messengers to consult the oracle of Jupiter Ammon upon some secret matter. For it is not known about what they were sent, and the god would give them no answer, but commanded them to return again, for Cimon was already with him. Hearing this, they returned to sea, and as soon as they came to the Grecian army, which was then about Egypt, they understood that Cimon was dead; and computing the time of the oracle, they found that his death had been signified, he being then already with the gods.
This dream was difficult to understand, but Astyphilus of Posidonia, who was skilled at interpreting omens and close to Cimon, told him that this vision foretold his death. He explained it like this: a dog is an enemy to whoever it barks at, and enemies often take pleasure in a person's death; the mix of human voices and barking represented the Medes because their army was made up of Greeks and non-Greeks. Later, while he was sacrificing to Bacchus and the priest was cutting up the victim, a bunch of ants collected the coagulated blood and placed it around Cimon's big toes. This went unnoticed for a while, but just when Cimon noticed it, the priest came over and showed him the liver of the sacrifice, which was missing the part known as the head. Despite this omen, he could not back out of his mission, so he set sail. He sent sixty ships to Egypt and took the rest to battle the Persian fleet, which was made up of Phoenician and Cilician galleys, recapturing all nearby cities and threatening Egypt; he aimed for nothing less than the complete destruction of the Persian empire. He was motivated especially because he learned that Themistocles was highly regarded among the barbarians, having assured the king that he would lead his army whenever war was declared on Greece. However, it’s said that Themistocles, losing hope in achieving his goals due to Cimon's bravery and success, took his own life. Cimon, focused on his ambitious plans, kept his navy around the island of Cyprus and sent messengers to consult the oracle of Jupiter Ammon on a secret issue. The exact nature of their inquiry is unknown, and the god didn’t respond but commanded them to return because Cimon was already with him. Upon hearing this, they returned to the sea, and as soon as they reached the Greek army, which was then in Egypt, they learned that Cimon had died; calculating the timing of the oracle’s message, they realized that his death had indeed been foretold, as he was already among the gods.
He died, some say, of sickness, while besieging Citium, in Cyprus; according to others, of a wound he received in a skirmish with the barbarians. When he perceived that he was going to die, he commanded those under his charge to return, and by no means to let the news of his death be known by the way; this they did with such secrecy that they all came home safe, and neither their enemies nor the allies knew what had happened. Thus, as Phanodemus relates, the Grecian army was, as it were, conducted by Cimon thirty days after he was dead. But after his death there was not one commander among the Greeks that did any thing considerable against the barbarians, and instead of uniting against their common enemies, the popular leaders and partisans of war animated them against one another to such a degree, that none could interpose their good offices to reconcile them. And while, by their mutual discord, they ruined the power of Greece, they gave the Persians time to recover breath, and repair all their losses. It is true, indeed, Agesilaus carried the arms of Greece into Asia, but it was a long time afterwards; there were some brief appearances of a war against the king's lieutenants in the maritime provinces, but they all quickly vanished; before he could perform any thing of moment, he was recalled by fresh civil dissensions and disturbances at home. So that he was forced to leave the Persian king's officers to impose what tribute they pleased on the Greek cities in Asia, the confederates and allies of the Lacedaemonians. Whereas, in the time of Cimon, not so much as a letter-carrier, or a single horseman, was ever seen to come within four hundred furlongs of the sea.
He died, some say, from an illness while besieging Citium in Cyprus; others claim it was from a wound he got in a skirmish with the barbarians. When he realized he was about to die, he told his men to go back and make sure no one found out about his death along the way. They managed to keep it so secret that they all returned home safely, and neither their enemies nor their allies knew what had happened. Thus, as Phanodemus recounts, the Greek army was, in a way, led by Cimon for thirty days after he had died. After his death, however, none of the Greek commanders accomplished anything significant against the barbarians, and instead of uniting against their common foes, the popular leaders and warmongers incited them against each other to such an extent that no one could step in to mediate. While their internal strife weakened Greece, they gave the Persians time to regroup and recover from their losses. Indeed, Agesilaus did take the Greek forces into Asia, but that was much later; there were some brief skirmishes against the king's officers in the coastal regions, but those quickly faded. Before he could achieve anything substantial, he was recalled due to new civil conflicts and unrest back home. As a result, he had to leave the Persian king's officers to dictate whatever tribute they wanted to the Greek cities in Asia, which were allied with the Lacedaemonians. In Cimon's time, not even a letter-carrier or a single horseman could be seen within four hundred furlongs of the sea.
The monuments, called Cimonian to this day, in Athens, show that his remains were conveyed home, yet the inhabitants of the city Citium pay particular honor to a certain tomb which they call the tomb of Cimon, according to Nausicrates the rhetorician, who states that in a time of famine, when the crops of their land all failed, they sent to the oracle, which commanded them not to forget Cimon, but give him the honors of a superior being.
The monuments, still known as Cimonian today, in Athens, indicate that his remains were transported back home. However, the people of the city of Citium especially honor a certain tomb they refer to as the tomb of Cimon. This is according to Nausicrates the rhetorician, who mentions that during a time of famine, when their crops failed completely, they consulted the oracle, which instructed them not to forget Cimon, but to treat him with the honors of a higher being.
POMPEY
The people of Rome appear, from the first, to have been affected towards Pompey, much in the same manner as Prometheus, in Aeschylus, was towards Hercules, when after that hero had delivered him from his chains, he says—
The people of Rome seemed, from the beginning, to have felt towards Pompey much like Prometheus, in Aeschylus, felt towards Hercules when, after that hero freed him from his chains, he says—
The sire I hated, but the son I loved.
I hated the father, but I loved the son.
For never did the Romans entertain a stronger and more rancorous hatred for any general than for Strabo, the father of Pompey. While he lived, indeed, they were afraid of his abilities as a soldier, for he had great talents for war; but upon his death, which happened by a stroke of lightning, they dragged his corpse from the bier, on the way to the funeral pile, and treated it with the greatest indignity. On the other hand, no man ever experienced from the same Romans an attachment more early begun, more disinterested in all the stages of his prosperity, or more constant and faithful in the decline of his fortune, than Pompey.
For the Romans never held a stronger and more bitter hatred for any general than for Strabo, Pompey's father. While he was alive, they feared his skills as a soldier because he was very talented in warfare. However, after his death from a lightning strike, they pulled his body off the bier while it was being taken to the funeral pyre and treated it with the utmost disrespect. On the flip side, no one ever received from the Romans a loyalty that started earlier, was more selfless throughout all the phases of his success, or was more constant and loyal during his downfall than Pompey.
The sole cause of their aversion to the father was his insatiable avarice; but there were many causes of their affection for the son; his temperate way of living, his application to martial exercises, his eloquent and persuasive address, his strict honor and fidelity, and the easiness of access to him upon all occasions; for no man was ever less importunate in asking favors, or more gracious in conferring them. When he gave, it was without arrogance; and when he received, it was with dignity.
The only reason they disliked their father was his endless greed; however, there were many reasons they liked the son: his moderate lifestyle, his dedication to physical training, his convincing way of speaking, his strong sense of honor and loyalty, and how approachable he was at all times. No one was ever more respectful when asking for favors or more generous when granting them. When he gave, it was without being boastful; and when he received, it was with grace.
In his youth he had a very engaging countenance, which spoke for him before he opened his lips. Yet that grace of aspect was not attended with dignity, and amidst his youthful bloom there was a venerable and princely air. His hair naturally curled a little before; which, together with the shining moisture and quick turn of his eye, produced a stronger likeness to Alexander the Great than that which appeared in the statues of that prince.
In his youth, he had a very charming face that communicated his personality even before he spoke. However, that charm didn't come with any sense of dignity, and despite his youthful looks, there was a wise and regal vibe about him. His hair naturally curled slightly at the front, and with the shine and quickness of his eyes, he resembled Alexander the Great more closely than the statues of that king did.
As to the simplicity of his diet, there is a remarkable saying of his upon record. In a great illness, when his appetite was almost gone, the physician ordered him a thrush. His servants, upon inquiry, found there was not one to be had for money, for the season was passed. They were informed, however, that Lucullus had them all the year in his menageries. This being reported to Pompey, he said, "Does Pompey's life depend upon the luxury of Lucullus?" Then, without any regard to the physician, he ate something that was easy to be had.
Regarding the simplicity of his diet, there’s a notable saying of his recorded. During a serious illness, when his appetite was nearly gone, the doctor recommended a thrush. His servants found out that there wasn't one available anywhere for money since the season had ended. However, they learned that Lucullus had them year-round in his collections. When this was reported to Pompey, he said, "Does Pompey's life hinge on the luxury of Lucullus?" Then, without paying any attention to the doctor, he ate something that was easy to find.
After the death of Cinna, Carbo, a tyrant still more savage, took the reins of government. It was not long, however, before Sylla returned to Italy, to the great satisfaction of most of the Romans, who, in their present unhappy circumstances, thought the change of their master no small advantage.
After Cinna's death, Carbo, an even crueler tyrant, took control of the government. However, it wasn't long before Sulla returned to Italy, much to the delight of most Romans, who, in their current unfortunate situation, saw the change in leadership as a significant improvement.
Pompey, at the age of twenty-three, without a commission from any superior authority, erected himself into a general; and having placed his tribunal in the most public part of the great city of Auximum, enlisted soldiers and appointed tribunes, centurions, and other officers, according to the established custom. He did the same in all the neighboring cities; for the partisans of Carbo retired and gave place to him; and the rest were glad to range themselves under his banners. So that in a little time he raised three complete legions, and furnished himself with provisions, beasts of burden, carriages; in short, with the whole apparatus of war.
Pompey, at twenty-three, took it upon himself to become a general without any official authorization. He set up his headquarters in the busiest area of the city of Auximum, recruited soldiers, and appointed tribunes, centurions, and other officers as was customary. He did the same in all the nearby cities; supporters of Carbo stepped aside for him, and others were eager to join his ranks. In no time, he formed three full legions and equipped himself with supplies, pack animals, vehicles, and essentially everything needed for war.
In this form he moved towards Sylla, not by hasty marches, nor as if he wanted to conceal himself; for he stopped by the way to harass the enemy; and attempted to draw off from Carbo all the parts of Italy through which he passed. At last, three generals of the opposite party, Carinna, Caelius, and Brutus, came against him all at once, not in front, or in one body, but they hemmed him in with their three armies, in hopes to demolish him entirely.
In this way, he approached Sylla, not by rushing or trying to hide; instead, he took time to disrupt the enemy and aimed to lure away all of Carbo's forces from the parts of Italy he traveled through. Eventually, three generals from the opposing side—Carinna, Caelius, and Brutus—converged on him at once, not directly or as a single group, but they surrounded him with their three armies, hoping to completely defeat him.
Pompey, far from being terrified, assembled all his forces, and charged the army of Brutus at the head of his cavalry. The Gaulish horse on the enemy's side sustained the first shock; but Pompey attacked the foremost of them, who was a man of prodigious strength, and brought him down with a push of his spear. The rest immediately fled and threw the infantry into such disorder that the whole was soon put to flight. This produced so great a quarrel among the three generals, that they parted and took separate routes. In consequence of which, the cities, concluding that the fears of the enemy had made them part, adopted the interest of Pompey.
Pompey, instead of being scared, gathered all his forces and led a charge against Brutus's army at the front of his cavalry. The Gallic cavalry on the enemy's side took the initial hit, but Pompey targeted the strongest among them and took him down with his spear. The others quickly fled, causing the infantry to panic and prompting a full retreat. This led to such a severe argument among the three generals that they split up and went their separate ways. As a result, the cities, thinking that the enemy's fear caused their division, sided with Pompey.
Not long after, Scipio the consul advanced to engage him. But before the infantry were near enough to discharge their lances, Scipio's soldiers saluted those of Pompey, and came over to them. Scipio, therefore, was forced to fly. At last, Carbo sent a large body of cavalry against Pompey, near the river Arsis. He gave them so warm a reception, that they were soon broken, and in the pursuit drove them upon impracticable ground; so that finding it impossible to escape, they surrendered themselves with their arms and horses.
Not long after, Scipio the consul moved in to confront him. But before the infantry got close enough to throw their javelins, Scipio's soldiers greeted Pompey’s forces and switched sides. As a result, Scipio had to retreat. Eventually, Carbo sent a large group of cavalry to attack Pompey near the Arsis River. Pompey greeted them so fiercely that they quickly fell apart, and in the chase, drove them onto difficult terrain. Realizing they couldn't escape, they surrendered along with their weapons and horses.
Sylla had not yet been informed of these transactions; but upon the first news of Pompey's being engaged with so many adversaries, and such respectable generals, he dreaded the consequence, and marched with all expedition to his assistance. Pompey, having intelligence of his approach, ordered his officers to see that the troops were armed and drawn up in such a manner as to make the handsomest and most gallant appearance before the commander-in-chief. For he expected great honours from him, and he obtained greater. Sylla no sooner saw Pompey advancing to meet him, with an army in excellent condition, both as to age and size of the men, and the spirits which success had given them, than he alighted; and upon being saluted of course by Pompey as Imperator, he returned his salutation with the same title: though no one imagined that he would have honoured a young man not yet admitted into the senate with a title for which he was contending with the Scipios and the Marii. The rest of his behavior was as respectable as that in the first interview. He used to rise up and uncover his head, whenever Pompey came to him; which he was rarely observed to do for any other, though he had a number of persons of distinction about him.
Sylla had not yet been informed of these events; however, as soon as he heard that Pompey was facing so many opponents, including some very respected generals, he feared the outcome and quickly marched to help him. Pompey, learning of Sylla's approach, instructed his officers to make sure the troops were equipped and arranged in a way that would present a striking and impressive appearance to the commander-in-chief. He anticipated receiving great honors from Sylla, and he received even more. As soon as Sylla saw Pompey coming to greet him, accompanied by an army in excellent shape, both in terms of the soldiers' age and size, as well as the confidence that success had given them, he dismounted. When Pompey formally greeted him as Imperator, Sylla returned the greeting with the same title, even though no one expected him to honor a young man who had not yet been admitted into the senate with a title he was competing for against the Scipios and the Marii. The rest of his behavior was just as dignified as during their first meeting. He would stand up and uncover his head whenever Pompey approached him, which was something he was rarely seen doing for anyone else, even though he had many distinguished people around him.
While Pompey was in Sicily, he received a decree of the senate, and letters from Sylla, in which he was commanded to cross over to Africa and to carry on the war with the utmost vigor against Domitius, who had assembled a much more powerful army than that which Marius carried not long before from Africa to Italy, when he made himself master of Rome, and from a fugitive became a tyrant. Pompey soon finished his preparation for this expedition; and leaving the command in Sicily to Memmius, his sister's husband, he set sail with one hundred and twenty armed vessels, and eight hundred store-ships, laden with provisions, arms, money, and machines of war. Part of his fleet landed at Utica, and part at Carthage: immediately after which seven thousand of the enemy came over to him; and he had brought with him six legions complete.
While Pompey was in Sicily, he received a decree from the Senate and letters from Sylla, ordering him to go to Africa and vigorously continue the war against Domitius, who had gathered a much stronger army than the one Marius had taken from Africa to Italy not long before, when he took control of Rome and turned from a fugitive into a tyrant. Pompey quickly wrapped up his preparations for this campaign; he left the command in Sicily to Memmius, his sister's husband, and set sail with one hundred and twenty warships and eight hundred supply ships loaded with food, weapons, money, and siege equipment. Part of his fleet landed at Utica, and part at Carthage, after which seven thousand enemy soldiers switched sides to join him; he had brought six fully-equipped legions with him.
On his arrival he met with a whimsical adventure. Some of his soldiers, it seems, found a treasure, and rest of the troops concluded that the place was full of money, which the Carthaginians had hid there in some time of public distress. Pompey, therefore could make no use of them for several days, as they were searching for treasures; and he had nothing to do but walk about and amuse himself with the sight of so many thousands digging and turning up the ground. At last, they gave up the point, and bade him lead them wherever be pleased, for they were sufficiently punished for their folly.
Upon his arrival, he encountered a quirky adventure. Some of his soldiers had discovered a treasure, leading the rest of the troops to believe that the area was filled with money the Carthaginians had hidden during a time of crisis. Consequently, Pompey couldn't use them for several days since they were busy searching for treasures, leaving him to wander around and enjoy the sight of so many thousands digging and turning over the soil. Eventually, they gave up the search and told him to lead them wherever he wanted, as they felt they'd been punished enough for their foolishness.
Domitius advanced to meet him, and put his troops in order of battle. There happened to be a channel between them, craggy and difficult to pass. Moreover, in the morning it began to rain, and the wind blew violently; insomuch that Domitius, not imagining there would be any action that day, ordered his army to retire. But Pompey looked upon this as his opportunity, and he passed the defile with the utmost expedition. The enemy stood upon their defence, but it was in a disorderly and tumultuous manner, and the resistance they made was neither general nor uniform. Besides the wind and rain beat in their faces. The storm incommoded the Romans, too, for they could not well distinguish each other. Nay, Pompey himself was in danger of being killed by a soldier, who asked him the pass-word, and did not receive a speedy answer. At length, however, he routed the enemy with great slaughter; not above three thousand of them escaping out of twenty thousand. The soldiers then saluted Pompey, Imperator, but he said he would not accept that title while the enemy's camp stood untouched; therefore, if they chose to confer such an honor upon him, they must first make themselves masters of the intrenchments.
Domitius moved to confront him and organized his troops for battle. There was a rough, challenging channel between them. Additionally, it started to rain in the morning, and the wind was blowing hard; as a result, Domitius, not expecting any action that day, ordered his army to withdraw. However, Pompey saw this as his chance and quickly crossed the narrow passage. The enemy defended themselves, but it was chaotic and disorganized, and their resistance was neither strong nor coordinated. Plus, the wind and rain were hitting them in the face. The storm also bothered the Romans, making it hard for them to recognize each other. In fact, Pompey himself was almost killed by a soldier who asked him for the password and didn’t get a quick reply. Eventually, though, he defeated the enemy with a heavy loss, with only about three thousand out of twenty thousand escaping. The soldiers then hailed Pompey as Imperator, but he said he wouldn’t accept that title while the enemy's camp was still standing; so, if they wanted to give him that honor, they first had to take control of the fortifications.
At that instant they advanced with great fury against them. Pompey fought without his helmet, for fear of such an accident as he had just escaped. The camp was taken, and Domitius slain; in consequence of which most of the cities immediately submitted, and rest were taken by assault. He took Iarbas, one of the confederates of Domitius, prisoner, and bestowed his crown on Hiempsal. Advancing with the same tide of fortune, and while his army had all the spirits inspired by success, he entered Numidia, in which he continued his march for several days, and subdued all that came in his way. Thus he revived the terror of the Roman name, which the barbarians had begun to disregard. Nay, he chose not to leave the savage beasts in the deserts without giving them a specimen of the Roman valor and success. Accordingly he spent a few days in hunting lions and elephants. The whole time he passed in Africa, they tell us, was not above forty days; in which he defeated the enemy, reduced the whole country, and brought the affairs of its kings under proper regulations, though he was only in his twenty-fourth year.
At that moment, they charged at them with intense anger. Pompey fought without his helmet, afraid of experiencing another near miss like the one he just had. The camp was taken, and Domitius was killed; as a result, most cities quickly surrendered, while others were captured by force. He captured Iarbas, one of Domitius's allies, and gave his crown to Hiempsal. With the same wave of success, and with his army filled with the confidence that comes from victory, he entered Numidia, where he continued his march for several days, conquering everyone in his path. He reignited the fear of the Roman name that the barbarians had started to ignore. In fact, he didn’t want to leave the wild animals in the wilderness without showing them a taste of Roman bravery and triumph. So, he spent a few days hunting lions and elephants. They say he spent no more than forty days in Africa; during that time, he defeated the enemy, brought the entire region under control, and set the affairs of its kings straight, all while he was only twenty-four years old.
Upon his return to Utica, he received letters from Sylla, in which he was ordered to send home the rest of his army, and to wait there with one legion only for a successor. This gave him a great deal of uneasiness, which he kept to himself, but the army expressed their indignation aloud; insomuch that when he entreated them to return to Italy, they launched out into abusive terms against Sylla, and declared they would never abandon Pompey, or suffer him to trust a tyrant. At first, he endeavored to pacify them with mild representations; and when he found those had no effect, he descended from the tribunal, and retired to his tent in tears. However, they went and took him thence, and paced him again upon the tribunal, where they spent a great part of the day; they insisting that he should stay and keep the command, and he in persuading them to obey Sylla's orders, and to form no new faction. At last, seeing no end of their clamors and importunity, he assured them, with an oath, that he would kill himself, if they attempted to force him. And even this hardly brought them to desist.
Upon his return to Utica, he got letters from Sylla, ordering him to send the rest of his army home and to wait there with just one legion for a successor. This made him very uneasy, though he kept it to himself, but the army expressed their anger openly; so much so that when he urged them to return to Italy, they shouted insults at Sylla and declared they would never abandon Pompey or let him rely on a tyrant. At first, he tried to calm them down with gentle reasoning, but when that didn't work, he stepped down from the platform and went to his tent in tears. However, they came and brought him back, placing him again on the platform, where they spent a good part of the day; they insisted that he stay and keep command, and he insisted that they obey Sylla's orders and not create a new faction. Eventually, seeing no end to their shouting and begging, he swore to them that he would kill himself if they tried to force him. Even this barely made them stop.
The first news that Sylla heard was, that Pompey had revolted; upon which he said to his friends, "Then it is my fate to have to contend with boys in my old age." This he said, because Marius, who was very young, had brought him into so much trouble and danger. But when he received true information of the affair, and observed that all the people flocked out to receive Pompey to conduct him home with marks of great regard, he resolved to exceed them in his regards, if possible. He, therefore, hastened to meet him, and embracing him in the most affectionate manner, saluted him aloud by the surname of Magnus, or The Great; at the same time he ordered all about him to give him the same appellation. Others say, it was given him by the whole army in Africa, but did not generally obtain till it was authorized by Sylla. It is certain, he was the last to take it himself, and he did not make use of it till a long time after, when he was sent into Spain with the dignity of pro-consul against Sertorius. Then he began to write himself in his letters in all his edicts, Pompey the Great; for the world was accustomed to the name, and it was no longer invidious. In this respect we may justly admire the wisdom of the ancient Romans, who bestowed on their great men such honorable names and titles, not only for military achievements, but for the great qualities and arts which adorn civil life.
The first news Sylla heard was that Pompey had rebelled; to which he said to his friends, "So, it's my fate to fight against kids in my old age." He said this because Marius, who was very young, had caused him so much trouble and danger. But when he got the real scoop on the situation and saw that everyone was coming out to welcome Pompey home with great enthusiasm, he decided to outdo them in his display of respect, if he could. So, he rushed to meet him, embraced him warmly, and called out to him with the title Magnus, or The Great; at the same time, he instructed everyone around him to do the same. Others claim that it was given to him by the entire army in Africa, but it didn't really catch on until Sylla endorsed it. It's clear that he was the last to adopt it himself, and he didn’t use it for quite a while, until he was sent to Spain with the title of pro-consul against Sertorius. Then he started signing his letters and all his official documents as Pompey the Great; by that time, the name was widely accepted and no longer controversial. In this regard, we can truly admire the wisdom of the ancient Romans, who granted their distinguished figures such honorable names and titles, not only for military successes but for the great qualities and skills that enhance civil life.
When Pompey arrived at Rome, he demanded a triumph, in which he was opposed by Sylla. The latter alleged that the laws did not allow that honor to any person who was not either consul or praetor. Hence it was that the first Scipio, when he returned victorious from greater wars and conflicts with the Carthaginians in Spain, did not demand a triumph; for he was neither consul nor praetor. He added, that if Pompey, who was yet little better than a beardless youth, and who was not of age to be admitted into the senate, should enter the city in triumph, it would bring an odium both upon the dictator's power, and those honors of his friend. These arguments Sylla insisted on, to show him that he would not allow of his triumph, and that, in case he persisted, he would chastise his obstinacy.
When Pompey got to Rome, he asked for a triumph, but Sylla was against it. He argued that the laws didn’t permit that honor for anyone who wasn’t either a consul or a praetor. That’s why the first Scipio, after winning significant wars against the Carthaginians in Spain, didn’t ask for a triumph; he was neither consul nor praetor. Sylla also pointed out that if Pompey, who was still just a young man and not of age to join the senate, entered the city in triumph, it would reflect badly on the dictator’s power and the honors given to his friend. Sylla insisted on these points to make it clear that he wouldn’t allow Pompey’s triumph, and that if he kept pushing, he would punish his stubbornness.
Pompey, not in the least intimidated, bade him consider, that more worshiped the rising than the setting sun; intimating that his power was increasing, and Sylla's upon the decline. Sylla did not hear well what he said, but perceiving by the looks and gestures of the company that they were struck with the expression, he asked what it was. When he was told it, he admired the spirit of Pompey and cried, "Let him triumph! Let him triumph!"
Pompey, completely unbothered, told him to think about how more people worship the rising sun than the setting sun; implying that his power was growing, while Sylla's was fading. Sylla didn't catch everything he said, but seeing the reactions of those around him, he asked what it was. When they told him, he admired Pompey's boldness and exclaimed, "Let him celebrate! Let him celebrate!"
There is no doubt that he might then have been easily admitted a senator, if he had desired it; but his ambition was to pursue honor in a more uncommon track. It would have been nothing strange, if Pompey had been a senator before the age fixed for it; but it was a very extraordinary instance of honor to lead up a triumph before he was a senator. And it contributed not a little to gain him the affections of the multitude; the people were delighted to see him, after his triumph, class with the equestrian order.
There's no doubt he could have easily become a senator if he wanted to, but his ambition was to seek honor in a more unique way. It wouldn't have been surprising if Pompey had become a senator before the age required, but it was truly exceptional to lead a triumph before being a senator. This definitely helped him win the people's affection; they were thrilled to see him, after his triumph, join the equestrian class.
The power of the pirates had its foundation in Cilicia. Their progress was the more dangerous, because at first it was little taken notice of. In the Mithridatic war they assumed new confidence and courage, on account of some services they had rendered the king. After this, the Romans being engaged in civil wars at the very gates of their capital, the sea was left unguarded, and the pirates by degrees attempted higher things; they not only attacked ships, but islands, and maritime towns. Many persons, distinguished for their wealth, their birth, and their capacity, embarked with them, and assisted in the depredations, as if their employment had been worthy the ambition of men of honor. They had in various places arsenals, ports, and watch-towers, all strongly fortified. Their fleets were not only extremely well manned, supplied with skillful pilots, and fitted for their business by their lightness and celerity; but there was a parade of vanity about them more mortifying than their strength, in gilded sterns, purpose canopies, and plated oars; as if they took a pride and triumphed in their villainy. Music resounded, and drunken revels were exhibited on every coast. Here generals were made prisoners; there the cities the pirates had taken were paying their ransom; all to the great disgrace of the Roman power. The number of their galleys amounted to one thousand, and the cities they were masters of to four hundred.
The power of the pirates was based in Cilicia. Their rise was even more dangerous because it initially went mostly unnoticed. During the Mithridatic War, they gained new confidence and courage due to some help they had provided to the king. After that, with the Romans distracted by civil wars right at their capital’s gates, the sea was left unprotected, and the pirates gradually aimed for bigger targets; they not only attacked ships but also islands and coastal towns. Many wealthy, noble, and skilled individuals joined them and supported their raids, as if their actions were worthy of honorable ambition. They established arsenals, ports, and watchtowers in various locations, all heavily fortified. Their fleets were not only well-manned, filled with skilled pilots, and designed for speed and agility, but also had a showy vanity that was more humiliating than their strength, with gilded sterns, elaborate awnings, and decorated oars—giving the impression that they took pride in their criminal acts. Music echoed, and drunken parties took place on every shore. Here, generals were captured; there, the cities the pirates had conquered were paying for their freedom—all to the great shame of Roman power. The number of their galleys reached one thousand, and the cities they controlled totaled four hundred.
Temples which had stood inviolably sacred till that time, they plundered. They ruined the temple of Apollo at Claros, that of the Cabiri in Samothrace, of Ceres at Hermione, of Aesculapius at Epidaurus, those of Neptune in the Isthmus, at Taenarus and in Calauria, those of Apollo at Actium and in the isle of Leucas, those of Juno at Samos, Argos, and the promontory of Lacinium.
Temples that had been regarded as sacred up until that point were looted. They destroyed the temple of Apollo at Claros, the one dedicated to the Cabiri in Samothrace, Ceres at Hermione, Aesculapius in Epidaurus, those of Neptune in the Isthmus, at Taenarus, and in Calauria, the temples of Apollo at Actium and on the island of Leucas, and those of Juno at Samos, Argos, and the promontory of Lacinium.
They likewise offered strange sacrifices; those of Olympus I mean; and they celebrated certain secret mysteries, among which those of Mithra continue to this day, being originally instituted by them. They not only insulted the Romans at sea but infested the great roads, and plundered the villas near the coast; they carried off Sextilius and Bellinus, two praetors, in their purple robes, which all their servants and lictors. They seized the daughter of Antony, a man who had been honored with a triumph, as she was going to her country house, and he was forced to pay a large ransom for her.
They also made strange sacrifices, those from Olympus, and they held certain secret ceremonies, among which the ones for Mithra still take place today, initially established by them. They not only insulted the Romans at sea but also disrupted the major roads and robbed the villas near the coast. They captured Sextilius and Bellinus, two praetors, along with all their servants and attendants in their purple robes. They took Antony's daughter, a man who had been celebrated with a triumph, while she was on her way to her country house, and he had to pay a huge ransom for her.
But the most contemptible circumstance of all was, that when they had taken a prisoner, and he cried out that he was a Roman, and told them his name, they pretended to be struck with terror, smote their thighs, and fell upon their knees to ask him pardon. The poor man, seeing them thus humble themselves before him, thought them in earnest, and said he would forgive them; for some were so officious as to put on his shoes, and others to help him on with his gown, that his quality might no more be mistaken. When they had carried on this farce, and enjoyed it for some time, they let a ladder down into the sea, and bade him go in peace; and if he refused to do it, they pushed him off the deck, and drowned him.
But the most despicable thing of all was that when they captured a prisoner and he shouted that he was a Roman and shared his name, they acted terrified, slapped their thighs, and dropped to their knees to beg for his forgiveness. The poor man, seeing them humbling themselves before him, thought they were genuine and said he would forgive them; some even went so far as to put his shoes on for him, while others helped him into his gown, so his status wouldn't be mistaken. After putting on this show and enjoying it for a while, they lowered a ladder into the sea and told him to go in peace; if he refused, they shoved him off the deck and drowned him.
Their power extended over the whole Tuscan sea, so that the Romans found their trade and navigation entirely cut off. The consequence of which was, that their markets were not supplied, and they had reason to apprehend a famine. This at last led them to send Pompey to clear the sea of pirates. Gabinius, one of Pompey's intimate friends, proposed the decree, which created him not admiral, but monarch, and invested him with absolute power. The decree gave him the empire of the sea as far as the Pillars of Hercules, and of the land for 400 furlongs from the coasts. There were few parts of the Roman empire which this commission did not take in; and the most considerable of the barbarous nations, and most powerful kings, were moreover comprehended in it. Besides this he was empowered to choose out of the senators fifteen lieutenants, to act under him in such districts, and with such authority as he should appoint. He was to take from the quaestors, and other public receivers, what money he pleased, and equip a fleet of two hundred sail. The number of marine forces, of mariners and rowers, was left entirely to his discretion.
Their power stretched across the entire Tuscan Sea, leaving the Romans completely cut off from trade and navigation. As a result, their markets went unsupplied, and they feared a famine. This eventually led them to send Pompey to clear the sea of pirates. Gabinius, one of Pompey’s close friends, proposed a decree that made him not just an admiral, but a monarch, granting him absolute power. The decree gave him control of the sea up to the Pillars of Hercules and the land for 400 furlongs from the coast. Very few parts of the Roman Empire were excluded from this commission, and it included many significant barbarian nations and powerful kings. Additionally, he was authorized to choose fifteen lieutenants from the senators to operate under his command in designated areas, with the authority he assigned. He was permitted to take whatever funds he needed from the quaestors and other public officials and to equip a fleet of two hundred ships. The number of naval forces, sailors, and rowers was left entirely to his judgment.
When this decree was read in the assembly, the people received it with inconceivable pleasure. The most respectable part of the senate saw, indeed, that such an absolute and unlimited power was above envy, but they considered it as a real object of fear. They therefore all, except Caesar, opposed its passing into a law. He was for it, not out of regard for Pompey, but to insinuate himself into the good graces of the people, which he had long been courting. The rest were very severe in the expressions against Pompey; and one of the consuls venturing to say, "If he imitates Romulus, he will not escape his fate," was in danger of being pulled in pieces by the populace.
When this decree was read in the assembly, the people received it with unbelievable joy. The most respected members of the senate recognized that such absolute and unlimited power was something to envy, but they viewed it as a genuine cause for concern. Therefore, everyone, except Caesar, opposed it becoming law. He supported it, not out of loyalty to Pompey, but to win the people over, whom he had been trying to impress for a long time. The others were quite harsh in their criticisms of Pompey; one of the consuls even dared to say, "If he acts like Romulus, he won't escape his fate," and faced the risk of being torn apart by the crowd.
It is true, when Catulus rose up to speak against the law, out of reverence for his person they listened to him with great attention. After he had freely given Pompey the honor that was his due, and said much in his praise, he advised them to spare him, and not to expose such a man to so many dangers; "for where will you find another," said he, "if you lose him?" They answered with one voice, "Yourself." Finding his arguments had no effect, he retired. Then Roscius mounted the rostrum, but not a man would give ear to him. However he made signs to them with his fingers, that they should not appoint Pompey alone, but give him a colleague. Incensed at the proposal, they set up such a shout, that a crow, which was flying over the forum, was stunned with the force of it, and fell down among the crowd. Hence we may conclude, that when birds fall on such occasions, it is not because the air is so divided with the shock as to leave a vacuum, but rather because the sound strikes them like a blow, when it ascends with force, and produces so violent an agitation.
It’s true, when Catulus stood up to speak against the law, people listened to him attentively out of respect for him. After he gave Pompey the honor he deserved and praised him greatly, he urged them to spare him and not expose such a man to so many dangers; “for where will you find another,” he said, “if you lose him?” They all replied together, “Yourself.” Seeing that his arguments had no impact, he stepped back. Then Roscius took the platform, but no one would listen to him. However, he gestured to them with his fingers that they should not appoint Pompey alone, but give him a colleague. Furious at the suggestion, they erupted in such a shout that a crow flying over the forum was stunned by the noise and fell among the crowd. From this, we can conclude that when birds fall in such situations, it isn’t because the air is so disturbed that it creates a vacuum, but rather because the sound hits them like a blow, rising forcefully and causing such a violent disturbance.
The assembly broke up that day without coming to any resolution. When the day came that they were to give their suffrages, Pompey retired into the country; and, on receiving information that the decree was passed, he returned to the city by night, to prevent the envy which the multitudes of people coming to meet him would have excited. Next morning at break of day he made his appearance, and attended the sacrifice. After which, he summoned an assembly, and obtained a grant of almost as much more as the first decree had given him. He was empowered to fit out 500 galleys, and to raise an army of 120,000 foot, and 5,000 horse. Twenty-four senators were selected, who had all been generals or praetors, and were appointed his lieutenants; and he had two quaestors given him. As the price of provisions fell immediately, the people were greatly pleased, and it gave them occasion to say that the very name of Pompey had terminated the war.
The assembly ended that day without reaching a decision. When the day came for voting, Pompey went to the countryside; upon hearing that the decree had been passed, he returned to the city at night to avoid the jealousy that a large crowd welcoming him would have caused. The next morning at dawn, he showed up and participated in the sacrifice. After that, he called for an assembly and secured a grant that was almost as much as the first decree had given him. He was authorized to equip 500 galleys and raise an army of 120,000 infantry and 5,000 cavalry. Twenty-four senators, all of whom had been generals or praetors, were chosen to be his lieutenants, and he was assigned two quaestors. With the price of supplies dropping immediately, the people were very pleased, leading them to claim that just the name of Pompey had ended the war.
However, in pursuance of his charge, he divided the whole Mediterranean into thirteen parts, appointing a lieutenant for each, and assigning him a squadron. By thus stationing his fleet in all quarters, he enclosed the pirates as it were in a net, took great numbers of them, and brought them into harbor. Such of their vessels as had dispersed and made off in time, or could escape the general chase, retired to Cilicia, like so many bees into a hive. Against these he proposed to go himself, with sixty of his best galleys; but first he resolved to clear the Tuscan sea, and the coasts of Africa, Sardinia, Corsica, and Sicily, of all piratical adventurers; which he effected in forty days, by his own indefatigable endeavors and those of his lieutenants. But, as the consul Piso was indulging his malignity at home, in wasting his stores and discharging his seamen, he sent his fleet round to Brundusium, and went himself by land through Tuscany to Rome.
However, to carry out his mission, he divided the entire Mediterranean into thirteen sections, appointing a lieutenant for each one and assigning them a squadron. By positioning his fleet in all directions, he effectively trapped the pirates as if in a net, capturing many of them and bringing them back to port. Those ships that managed to scatter and escape the general pursuit retreated to Cilicia, much like bees returning to a hive. He intended to pursue them himself with sixty of his best galleys, but first, he decided to clear the Tuscan Sea and the coasts of Africa, Sardinia, Corsica, and Sicily of all pirate activity. He accomplished this in forty days through his relentless efforts and those of his lieutenants. Meanwhile, as Consul Piso focused on his own schemes at home, wasting his resources and dismissing his crew, he sent his fleet to Brundusium and traveled overland through Tuscany to Rome.
As soon as the people were informed of his approach, they went in crowds to receive him, in the same manner as they had done a few days before, to conduct him on his way. Their extraordinary joy was owing to the speed with which he had executed his commission, so far beyond all expectation, and to the superabundant plenty which reigned in the markets. For this reason Piso was in danger of being deposed from the consulship, and Gabinius had a decree ready drawn up for that purpose; but Pompey would not suffer him to propose it. On the contrary, his speech to the people was full of candor and moderation; and when he had provided such things as he wanted, he went to Brundusium, and put to sea again. Though he was straightened for time, and in his haste sailed by many cities without calling, yet he stopped at Athens. He entered the town and sacrificed to the gods; after which he addressed the people, and then prepared to reembark immediately. As he went out of the gate he observed two inscriptions, each comprised in one line.
As soon as the people heard he was coming, they gathered in groups to welcome him, just like they had done a few days earlier to send him off. Their overwhelming joy was due to how quickly he had completed his mission, far exceeding everyone’s expectations, and the abundant goods available in the markets. Because of this, Piso was at risk of being removed from his consulship, and Gabinius had a plan ready to make that happen, but Pompey wouldn’t let him put it forward. Instead, his address to the crowd was filled with honesty and restraint; after gathering what he needed, he went to Brundusium and set sail again. Although he was pressed for time and hurried past many cities without stopping, he made sure to stop in Athens. He entered the city and made sacrifices to the gods; afterward, he spoke to the people and then got ready to leave right away. As he exited through the gate, he noticed two inscriptions, each made up of a single line.
That within the gate was:
That inside the gate was:
But know thyself a man, and be a god.
But know yourself as a person, and be like a god.
That without:
That without:
We wish'd, we saw; we loved, and we adored.
We wished, we saw; we loved, and we adored.
Some of the pirates, who yet traversed the seas, made their submission; and as he treated them in a humane manner, when he had them and their ships in his power, others entertained hope of mercy, and avoiding the other officers, surrendered themselves to Pompey, together with their wives and children. He spared them all; and it was principally by their means that he found out and took a number who were guilty of unpardonable crimes, and therefore had concealed themselves.
Some of the pirates who still roamed the seas surrendered; and since he treated them humanely when he had them and their ships at his mercy, others hoped for mercy as well. They avoided the other officers and gave themselves up to Pompey, along with their wives and children. He spared them all; and it was mainly through their information that he discovered and captured several who had committed unforgivable crimes and were therefore hiding.
Still, however, there remained a great number, and indeed the most powerful part of these corsairs, who sent their families, treasures, and all useless hands, into castles and fortified towns upon Mount Taurus. Then they manned their ships, and waited for Pompey at Coracesium, in Cilicia. A battle ensued, and the pirates were defeated; after which they retired into the fort. But they had not been long besieged before they capitulated, and surrendered themselves, together with the cities and islands which they had conquered and fortified, and which by their works as well as situation were almost impregnable. Thus the war was finished, and whole force of the pirates destroyed, within three months at the farthest.
Still, there were still a lot of them, and indeed the strongest part of these pirates, who sent their families, treasures, and all non-essential people to castles and fortified towns on Mount Taurus. Then they manned their ships and waited for Pompey at Coracesium in Cilicia. A battle broke out, and the pirates were defeated; afterward, they retreated into the fort. But they didn’t stay under siege for long before they surrendered, giving themselves up along with the cities and islands they had taken and fortified, which were nearly impossible to breach due to their defenses and location. Thus, the war ended, and the entire pirate force was wiped out within three months at most.
Besides the other vessels, Pompey took ninety ships with beaks of brass; and the prisoners amounted to 20,000. He did not choose to put them to death, and at the same time he thought it wrong to suffer them to disperse, because they were not only numerous, but warlike and necessitous, and therefore would probably knit again and give future trouble. He reflected, that man by nature is neither a savage nor an unsocial creature; and when he becomes so, it is by vices contrary to nature; yet even then he may be humanized by changing his place of abode, and accustoming him to a new manner of life; as beasts that are naturally wild put off their fierceness when they are kept in a domestic way. For this reason he determined to remove the pirates to a great distance from the sea, and bring them to taste the sweets of civil life, by living in cities, and by the culture of the ground. He placed some of them in the little towns of Cilicia, which were almost desolate, and which received them with pleasure, because at the same time he gave them an additional proportion of lands. He repaired the city of Soli, which had lately been dismantled and deprived of its inhabitants by Tigranes, king of Armenia, and peopled it with a number of these corsairs. The remainder, which was a considerable body, he planted in Dyma, a city of Achaia, which, though it had a large and fruitful territory, was in want of inhabitants.
Besides the other ships, Pompey took ninety vessels with brass beaks; and the number of prisoners reached 20,000. He chose not to execute them, but he also felt it was wrong to let them scatter, since they were not only numerous but also fierce and desperate, and would likely regroup and cause future problems. He thought about how humans aren't naturally savage or unsocial; when they become that way, it's due to vices that go against their nature. However, even then, they can be civilized by changing their environment and getting used to a new way of life, just as wild animals lose their fierceness when domesticated. For this reason, he decided to move the pirates far from the sea and expose them to the benefits of civilized life by having them live in cities and farm the land. He settled some of them in the small towns of Cilicia, which were nearly deserted, and they welcomed them since he also granted them extra land. He rebuilt the city of Soli, which had recently been destroyed and emptied of its people by Tigranes, the king of Armenia, and filled it with many of these pirates. The remaining large group was settled in Dyma, a city in Achaia, which, despite having a vast and fertile land, was in need of residents.
Pompey, having secured the sea from Phoenicia to the Bosphorus, marched in quest of Mithridates, who had an army of 30,000 foot and 2,000 horse, but durst not stand an engagement. That prince was in possession of a strong and secure post upon a mountain, which he quitted upon Pompey's approach, because it was destitute of water. Pompey encamped in the same place; and conjecturing, from the nature of the plants and the crevices in the mountain, that springs might be found, he ordered a number of wells to be dug, and the camp was in a short time plentifully supplied with water. He was not a little surprised that this did not occur to Mithridates during the whole time of his encampment there.
Pompey, having secured control of the sea from Phoenicia to the Bosphorus, marched in search of Mithridates, who had an army of 30,000 foot soldiers and 2,000 cavalry, but didn't dare engage in battle. That prince held a strong and secure position on a mountain, which he abandoned as Pompey approached because it lacked water. Pompey set up camp in the same spot, and suspecting that springs might be found based on the types of plants and the cracks in the mountain, he ordered several wells to be dug. Soon, the camp was well supplied with water. He was quite surprised that Mithridates didn't think of this during his entire time camped there.
After this, Pompey followed him to his new camp, and drew a line of circumvallation round him. Mithridates stood a siege of forty-five days, after which he found means to steal off with his best troops, having first killed all the sick, and such as could be of no service. Pompey overtook him near the Euphrates, and encamped over against him; but fearing he might pass the river unperceived, he drew out his troops at midnight. At that time Mithridates is said to have had a dream prefigurative of what was to befall him. He thought he was upon the Pontic Sea, sailing with a favorable wind, and in sight of the Bosphorus; so that he felicitated his friends in the ship, like a man perfectly safe, and already in harbor. But suddenly he beheld himself in the most destitute condition, swimming upon a piece of wreck. While he was in all the agitation which this dream produced, his friends awaked him, and told him that Pompey was at hand. He was now under a necessity of fighting for his camp, and his generals drew up the forces with all possible expedition.
After this, Pompey followed him to his new camp and set up a line of fortifications around him. Mithridates held out for forty-five days, after which he found a way to sneak away with his best troops, having first killed all the sick and those who were of no use. Pompey caught up with him near the Euphrates and set up camp across from him; but fearing Mithridates might cross the river unnoticed, he moved his troops in the middle of the night. At that time, Mithridates reportedly had a dream that foreshadowed what was to come. He imagined he was on the Pontic Sea, sailing with a favorable wind and in sight of the Bosphorus, so he congratulated his friends on the ship, feeling completely safe and already in harbor. But suddenly, he found himself in a desperate situation, swimming on a piece of wreckage. While he was in turmoil over this dream, his friends woke him up and told him that Pompey was approaching. He was now forced to fight for his camp, and his generals quickly organized the forces as fast as they could.
Pompey, seeing them prepared, was loth to risk a battle in the dark. He thought it sufficient to surround them, so as to prevent their flight; and what inclined him still more to wait for daylight, was the consideration that his troops were much better than the enemy's. However, the oldest of his officers entreated him to proceed immediately to the attack, and at last prevailed. It was not indeed very dark; for the moon, though near her setting, gave light enough to distinguish objects. But it was a great disadvantage to the king's troops, that the moon was so low, and on the backs of the Romans; because she projected their shadows so far before them, that the enemy could form no just estimate of the distances, but thinking them at hand, threw their javelins before they could do the least execution.
Pompey, seeing they were ready, was hesitant to risk a battle in the dark. He thought it was enough to surround them to prevent their escape, and he was further inclined to wait for daylight since his troops were way better than the enemy's. However, the oldest of his officers urged him to attack immediately and eventually convinced him. It wasn’t very dark; the moon, although close to setting, provided enough light to see. But it was a big disadvantage for the king's troops that the moon was so low and behind the Romans, casting long shadows in front of them. This made it hard for the enemy to judge the distance, leading them to throw their javelins too early without doing much damage.
The Romans, perceiving their mistake, advanced to the charge with all the alarm of voices. The enemy were in such a consternation, that they made not the least stand, and, in their flight, vast numbers were slain. They lost above 10,000 men, and their camp was taken. As for Mithridates, he broke through the Romans with 800 horses, in the beginning of the engagement. That corps, however, did not follow him far before they dispersed, and left him with only three of his people.
The Romans, realizing their mistake, charged with all the chaos of shouting voices. The enemy was so panicked that they didn't even try to defend themselves, and in their retreat, many were killed. They lost over 10,000 men, and their camp was captured. As for Mithridates, he broke through the Romans with 800 horsemen at the start of the battle. However, that group didn't pursue him for long before they scattered, leaving him with just three of his followers.
The pursuit of Mithridates was attended with great difficulties; for he concealed himself among the nations settled about the Bosphorus and the Palus Maeotis. Besides, news was brought to Pompey that the Albanians had revolted, and taken up arms again. The desire of revenge determined him to march back, and chastise them. But it was with infinite trouble and danger that he passed the Cyrnus again, the barbarians having fenced it on their side with palisades all along the banks. And when he was over, he had a large country to traverse, which afforded no water. This last difficulty he provided against by filling 10,000 bottles; and pursuing his march, he found the enemy drawn up on the banks of the river Abas, to the number of 60,000 foot and 12,000 horse, but many of them ill-armed, and provided with nothing of the defensive kind but skins of beasts.
The pursuit of Mithridates came with significant challenges; he hid among the peoples living around the Bosphorus and the Sea of Azov. Additionally, Pompey received word that the Albanians had rebelled and taken up arms again. Fueled by a desire for revenge, he decided to march back and punish them. However, crossing the Cyrnus again was fraught with immense trouble and danger, as the barbarians had fortified their side with palisades along the banks. Once he crossed, he had to navigate a vast area with no access to water. To tackle this challenge, he filled 10,000 bottles. Continuing his march, he discovered the enemy positioned on the banks of the river Abas, numbering 60,000 foot soldiers and 12,000 horsemen, though many of them were poorly equipped, armed only with animal skins for defense.
They were commanded by the king's brother, named Cosis; who, at the beginning of the battle, singled out Pompey, and rushing in upon him, struck his javelin into the joints of his breastplate. Pompey in return run him through with his spear, and laid him dead on the spot. It is said that the Amazons came to the assistance of the barbarians from the mountains near the river Thermodon, and fought in this battle. The Romans, among the plunder of the field, did, indeed, meet with bucklers in the form of a half-moon, and such buskins as the Amazons wore; but there was not the body of a woman found among the dead. They inhabit that part of Mount Caucasus which stretches toward the Hyrcanian Sea, and are not next neighbors to the Albanians; for Gelae and Leges lie between; but they meet that people, and spend two months with them every year on the banks of the Thermodon; after which they retire to their own country.
They were led by the king's brother, named Cosis, who, at the start of the battle, targeted Pompey and charged at him, driving his javelin into the joints of his breastplate. In response, Pompey pierced him with his spear, killing him on the spot. It's said that the Amazons came to help the barbarians from the mountains near the river Thermodon and fought in this battle. The Romans did indeed find half-moon-shaped shields and similar boots worn by the Amazons among the spoils of the field, but no female bodies were found among the dead. They live in that part of Mount Caucasus that extends toward the Hyrcanian Sea, and they aren't neighbors to the Albanians because the Gelae and Leges are between them. However, they do interact with that people and spend two months with them every year along the banks of the Thermodon, after which they return to their own land.
Pompey had advanced near to Petra, and encamped, and was taking some exercise on horseback without the trenches, when messengers arrived from Pontus; and it was plain they brought good news, because the points of their spears were crowned with laurel. The soldiers seeing this, gathered about Pompey, who was inclined to finish his exercise before he opened the packet; but they were so earnest in their entreaties, that they prevailed upon him to alight and take it. He entered the camp with it in his hand; and as there was no tribunal ready, and the soldiers were too impatient to raise one of turf, which the common method, they piled a number of pack-saddles one upon the other, upon which Pompey mounted, and gave them this information: "Mithridates is dead. He killed himself upon the revolt of his son Pharnaces. And Pharnaces has seized all that belonged to his father; which he declares he has done for himself and Romans."
Pompey had moved close to Petra, set up camp, and was exercising on horseback outside the trenches when messengers from Pontus arrived. It was clear they had good news since the tips of their spears were decorated with laurel. Seeing this, the soldiers gathered around Pompey, who preferred to finish his ride before reading the message. However, their eagerness convinced him to get down and take it. He entered the camp holding the message, and since there was no official platform ready and the soldiers were too restless to build one out of turf, they stacked several pack-saddles on top of each other for him to stand on. Pompey then announced to them: "Mithridates is dead. He killed himself after his son Pharnaces revolted. Pharnaces has taken everything that belonged to his father, claiming he has done it for himself and the Romans."
At this news the army, as might be expected, gave a loose rein to their joy, which they expressed in sacrifices to the gods, and in reciprocal entertainments, as if 10,000 of their enemies had been slain in Mithridates. Pompey having thus brought the campaign and the whole war to a conclusion so happy, and so far beyond his hopes, immediately quitted Arabia, traverses the provinces between that and Galatia with great rapidity, and soon arrived at Amisus. There he found many presents from Pharnaces, and several corpses of the royal family, among which was that of Mithridates. As for Pompey, he would not see the body, but to propitiate the avenging Nemesis, sent it to Sinope. However, he looked upon and admired the magnificence of his habit, and the size and beauty of his arms. The scabbard of his sword cost four hundred talents, and the diadem was of most exquisite workmanship.
At this news, the army, as expected, let loose their joy, celebrating with sacrifices to the gods and mutual feasts, as if they had defeated 10,000 enemies in Mithridates. Having brought the campaign and the entire war to such a successful end, far beyond his expectations, Pompey quickly left Arabia, traveled through the provinces between there and Galatia with great speed, and soon arrived in Amisus. There, he found many gifts from Pharnaces, as well as several corpses from the royal family, including Mithridates. As for Pompey, he chose not to see the body, but in order to appease the avenging Nemesis, he sent it to Sinope. However, he admired the grandeur of his attire and the size and beauty of his weapons. The scabbard of his sword cost four hundred talents, and the diadem was of exquisite craftsmanship.
Pompey having thoroughly settled the affairs of Asia, hoped to return to Italy the greatest and happiest of men.
Pompey, having completely resolved the issues in Asia, hoped to return to Italy as the greatest and happiest man.
People talked variously at Rome concerning his intentions. Many disturbed themselves at the thought that he would march with his army immediately to Rome and make himself sole and absolute master there. Crassus took his children and money, and withdrew; whether it was that he had some real apprehensions, or rather that he chose to countenance the calumny, and add force to the sting of envy; the latter seems the more probable. But Pompey had no sooner set foot in Italy, than he called an assembly of his soldiers, and, after a kind and suitable address, ordered them to disperse in their respective cities, and attend to their own affairs till his triumph, on which occasion they were to repair to him again.
People were talking in various ways in Rome about his plans. Many were worried that he would march his army straight to Rome and make himself the sole ruler there. Crassus took his kids and money and left; it’s unclear whether he was genuinely concerned or if he preferred to feed the rumors and add to the envy, but the latter seems more likely. However, as soon as Pompey arrived in Italy, he called a meeting of his soldiers and, after a friendly and appropriate speech, told them to go back to their cities and take care of their own matters until his triumph, at which point they were to come back to him.
Pompey's triumph was so great, that though it was divided into two days, the time was far from being sufficient for displaying what was prepared to be carried in procession; there remained still enough to adorn another triumph. At the head of the show appeared the titles of the conquered nations: Pontus, Armenia, Cappadocia, Paphlagonia, Media, Colchis, the Iberians, the Albanians, Syria, Cilicia, Mesopotamia, Phoenicia, Palestine, Judaea, Arabia, the pirates subdued both by sea and land. In these countries, it was mentioned that there were not less than 1,000 castles and 900 cities captured, 800 galleys taken from the pirates, and 39 desolate cities repeopled. On the face of the tablets it appeared besides, that whereas the revenues of the Roman empire before these conquests amounted but to 50,000,000 drachmas, by the new acquisitions they were advanced to 85,000,000; and that Pompey had brought into the public treasury in money, and in gold and silver vessels, the value of 20,000 talents; besides what he had distributed among the soldiers, of whom he that received least had 1,500 drachmas to his share. The captives who walked in the procession (not the mention the chiefs of the pirates) were the son of Tigranes, king of Armenia, together with his wife and daughter; Zosima, the wife of Tigranes himself; Aristobulus, king of Judaea; the sister of Mithridates, with her five sons, and some Scythian women. The hostages of the Albanians and Iberians, and of the king of Commagene also appeared in the train; and as many trophies were exhibited as Pompey had gained victories, either in person or by his lieutenants, the number of which was not small.
Pompey's triumph was so impressive that even though it took place over two days, there still wasn’t enough time to showcase everything prepared for the parade; there was more left over for another triumph. Leading the display were the names of the conquered nations: Pontus, Armenia, Cappadocia, Paphlagonia, Media, Colchis, the Iberians, the Albanians, Syria, Cilicia, Mesopotamia, Phoenicia, Palestine, Judaea, Arabia, and the pirates he subdued both by sea and land. It was reported that in these territories, there were at least 1,000 castles and 900 cities taken, 800 ships captured from the pirates, and 39 abandoned cities repopulated. The tablets also showed that before these conquests, the revenues of the Roman Empire were only 50,000,000 drachmas, but after the new acquisitions, they rose to 85,000,000; Pompey brought into the public treasury money and gold and silver items worth 20,000 talents, in addition to what he gave to the soldiers, each receiving at least 1,500 drachmas. The captives in the parade (including the pirate chiefs) included the son of Tigranes, king of Armenia, along with his wife and daughter; Zosima, the wife of Tigranes; Aristobulus, king of Judaea; Mithridates' sister with her five sons; and some Scythian women. The hostages from the Albanians and Iberians and the king of Commagene were also part of the procession; and as many trophies were displayed as Pompey had victories, either achieved personally or by his generals, and the count was quite significant.
But the most honorable circumstance, and what no other Roman could boast, was that his third triumph was over the third quarter of the world, after his former triumphs had been over the other two. Others before him had been honored with three triumphs; but his first triumph was over Africa, his second over Europe, and his third over Asia; so that the three seemed to declare him conqueror of the world.
But the most honorable achievement, which no other Roman could claim, was that his third triumph was over the third part of the world, after his previous triumphs had been over the other two. Others before him had been celebrated with three triumphs; however, his first triumph was over Africa, his second over Europe, and his third over Asia; thus, the three appeared to declare him the conqueror of the world.
Those who desire to make the parallel between him and Alexander agree in all respects, tell us he was at this time not quite thirty-four, whereas, in fact, he was entering upon his fortieth year. (It should be the forty-sixth year. Pompey was born in the beginning of the month of August, in the year of Rome 647, and his triumph was in the same month in the year of Rome 692.) Happy it had been for him, if he had ended his days while he was blessed with Alexander's good fortune! The rest of his life, every instance of success brought its proportion of envy, and every misfortune was irretrievable.
Those who want to draw a comparison between him and Alexander agree in every way, telling us that he was almost thirty-four at this point, while in reality, he was about to turn forty. (It should be the forty-sixth year. Pompey was born in early August in the year 647 of Rome, and his triumph was in the same month in 692 of Rome.) It would have been better for him if he had finished his life while he still had Alexander's luck! For the rest of his life, every success brought some jealousy, and every misfortune was irreversible.
In the meantime the wars in Gaul lifted Caesar to the first sphere of greatness. The scene of action was at a great distance from Rome, and he seemed to be wholly engaged with the Belgae, the Suevi, and the Britons; but his genius all the while was privately at work among the people of Rome, and he was undermining Pompey in his most essential interests. His war with the barbarians was not his principal object. He exercised his army, indeed, in those expeditions, as he would have done his own body, in hunting and other diversions of the field, by which he prepared them for higher conflicts, and rendered them not only formidable but invincible.
In the meantime, the wars in Gaul propelled Caesar into the spotlight of greatness. The battlefield was far from Rome, and he appeared to be fully focused on the Belgae, the Suevi, and the Britons; however, behind the scenes, he was stealthily working to undermine Pompey's key interests in Rome. His fight against the barbarians wasn’t his main goal. He certainly trained his army during these campaigns, just as he would have trained his own body through hunting and other outdoor activities, preparing them for bigger battles and making them not just strong but unstoppable.
The gold and silver, and other rich spoils which he took from the enemy in great abundance, he sent to Rome; and by distributing them freely among the aediles, praetors, consuls, and their wives, he gained a great party. Consequently when he passed the Alps and wintered at Lucca, among the crowd of men and women, who hastened to pay their respects to him, there were two hundred senators, Pompey and Crassus of the number; and there were no fewer than one hundred and twenty proconsuls and praetors, whose faces were to be seen at the gates of Caesar. He made it his business in general to give them hopes of great things, and his money was at their devotion; but he entered into a treaty with Crassus and Pompey, by which it was agreed that they should apply for the consulship, and that Caesar should assist them, by sending a great number of his soldiers to vote at the election. As soon as they were chosen, they were to share the provinces, and take the command of armies, according to their pleasure, only confirming Caesar in the possession of what he had for five years more.
The gold, silver, and other valuable spoils he took from the enemy in large quantities were sent to Rome. By generously distributing them among the aediles, praetors, consuls, and their wives, he gained a significant following. Consequently, when he crossed the Alps and spent the winter in Lucca, amidst the crowd of men and women eager to pay their respects, there were two hundred senators, including Pompey and Crassus, among them. Additionally, there were no fewer than one hundred and twenty proconsuls and praetors who came to see Caesar. He generally aimed to give them hope for great opportunities, with his money at their disposal. However, he entered into an agreement with Crassus and Pompey, stating that they would seek the consulship, and Caesar would support them by sending a large number of his soldiers to vote in the election. Once elected, they would divide the provinces and take command of the armies as they wished, while only ensuring Caesar retained his holdings for another five years.
Crassus, upon the expiration of his consulship, repaired to his province. Pompey remaining at Rome, opened his theatre; and to make the dedication more magnificent, exhibited a variety of gymnastic games, entertainments of music, and battles with wild beasts, in which were killed 500 lions; but the battle of elephants afforded the most astonishing spectacle. (Dio says the elephants fought with armed men. There were no less than eighteen of them; and he adds, that some of them seemed to appeal, with piteous cries to the people; who, in compassion, saved their lives. If we may believe him, an oath had been taken before they left Africa, that no injury should be done them.) These things gained him the love and admiration of the public; but he incurred their displeasure again, by leaving his provinces and armies entirely to his friends and lieutenants, and roving about Italy with his wife from one villa to another. The strong attachment of Julia appeared on the occasion of an election of aediles. The people came to blows, and some were killed so near Pompey that he was covered with blood, and forced to change his clothes. There was a great crowd and tumult about his door, when his servants went home with a bloody robe; and Julia, happening to see it, fainted away and was with difficulty restored. Shortly after Julia died, and the alliance which had rather covered than restrained the ambition of the two great competitors for power was now no more. To add to the misfortune, news was brought soon after that Crassus was slain by the Parthians; and in him another great obstacle to a civil war was removed. Out of fear of him, they had both kept some measures with each other. But when fortune had carried off the champion who could take up the conqueror, we may say with the comic poet—
Crassus, after finishing his term as consul, went to his province. Pompey, staying in Rome, opened his theater and, to make the opening more impressive, showcased a range of athletic competitions, musical performances, and battles with wild animals, resulting in the death of 500 lions. However, the most breathtaking event was the elephant battle. (According to Dio, the elephants fought against armed men. There were at least eighteen of them, and he mentions that some seemed to cry out pitifully to the crowd, who, feeling sorry for them, spared their lives. If we are to believe him, an oath was taken before they left Africa that no harm would come to them.) These events earned him the public's love and admiration, but he soon fell out of favor again by leaving his provinces and armies entirely to his friends and officers while wandering around Italy with his wife from one villa to another. Julia's strong affection became evident during the election of aediles. The crowd clashed, resulting in several deaths so close to Pompey that he got covered in blood and had to change his clothes. A large commotion occurred outside his home when his servants returned with a bloodstained robe; Julia, seeing it, fainted and was only with great difficulty revived. Shortly thereafter, Julia passed away, and the alliance that had more or less hidden than restrained the ambitions of the two major rivals for power was gone. To make matters worse, news arrived soon after that Crassus had been killed by the Parthians, removing another major hurdle to a civil war. Out of fear of him, both had maintained some level of cooperation with each other. But when fortune took away the champion who could stand up to the conqueror, we might say with the comic poet—
High spirits of emprise Elates each chief; they oil their brawny limbs, and dip their hands in dust.
High spirits of adventure uplift each leader; they oil their strong muscles, and dip their hands in dirt.
So little able is fortune to fill the capacities of the human mind; when such a weight of power, and extent of command, could not satisfy the ambition of two men. They had heard and read that the gods had divided the universe into three shares,
So little can fortune fulfill the abilities of the human mind; when such a huge amount of power and control couldn't satisfy the ambitions of two men. They had heard and read that the gods divided the universe into three parts,
(Plutarch alludes here to a passage in the fifteenth book of the Iliad, where Neptune says to Iris—
(Plutarch references a part in the fifteenth book of the Iliad, where Neptune says to Iris—
Assign'd by lot our triple rule we know; Infernal Pluto sways the shades below; O'er the wide clouds, and o'er the starry plain, Ethereal Jove extends his high domain; My court beneath the hoary waves I keep, And hush the roarings of the sacred deep.)
Assigned by lot, we know our triple rule; Infernal Pluto rules the shades below; Over the wide clouds and the starry expanse, Ethereal Jove extends his high domain; My court beneath the gray waves I maintain, And silence the roaring of the sacred deep.
and each was content with that which fell to his lot, and yet these men could not think the Roman empire sufficient for two of them. Such anarchy and confusion took place that numbers began to talk boldly of setting up a dictator. Cato, now fearing he should be overborne, was of opinion that it were better to give Pompey some office whose authority was limited by law, than to intrust him with absolute power. Bibulus, though Pompey's declared enemy, moved in full senate, that he should be appointed sole consul. "For by that means," said he, "the commonwealth will either recover from her disorder, or, if she must serve, will serve a man of the greatest merit." The whole house was surprised at the motion; and when Cato rose up, it was expected he would oppose it. A profound silence ensued, and he said, he should never have been the first to propose such an expedient, but as it was proposed by another, he thought it advisable to embrace it; for he thought any kind of government better than anarchy, and knew no man fitter to rule than Pompey, in a time of so much trouble. The senate came into his opinion, and a decree was issued, that Pompey should be appointed sole consul, and that if he should have need of a colleague, he might choose one himself, provided it were not before the expiration of two months.
and each was content with what they had, yet these men believed the Roman empire wasn't enough for the two of them. Chaos and disorder broke out, and many started to talk openly about appointing a dictator. Cato, now fearing being overwhelmed, believed it would be better to give Pompey a position with limited legal authority rather than grant him absolute power. Bibulus, although Pompey's declared enemy, proposed in the full senate that he be appointed sole consul. "This way," he said, "the republic will either recover from its chaos, or if it must be governed, it will be by a man of great merit." The entire assembly was taken aback by the proposal; when Cato stood up, everyone expected him to oppose it. A deep silence fell, and he stated that he wouldn't have been the first to suggest such a solution, but now that it was proposed by someone else, he thought it wise to accept it; for he believed any form of government was better than anarchy and recognized no one more suitable to lead than Pompey in such troubled times. The senate agreed with his view, and a decree was passed that Pompey should be appointed sole consul, and if he needed a colleague, he could choose one himself, but not before two months had passed.
Pompey being declared sole consul by the Interrex Sulpitius, made his compliments to Cato, acknowledged himself much indebted to his support, and desired his advice and assistance in the cabinet, as to the measures to be pursued in his administration. Cato made answer, that Pompey was not under the least obligation to him; for what he had said was not out of regard to him, but to his country. "If you apply to me," continued he, "I shall give you my advice in private; if not, I shall inform you of my sentiments in public." Such was Cato, and the same on all occasions.
Pompey, declared the sole consul by the Interrex Sulpitius, expressed his thanks to Cato, acknowledged his debt to Cato's support, and sought his advice and help regarding the policies for his administration. Cato replied that Pompey didn't owe him anything; his comments were motivated by loyalty to his country, not to Pompey personally. "If you come to me," he said, "I'll give you my advice privately; if you don't, I'll share my opinions publicly." That was how Cato was, consistently, in every situation.
Pompey then went into the city, and married Cornelia, the daughter of Metellus Scipio. She was a widow, having been married, when very young, to Publius the son of Crassus, who was lately killed in the Parthian expedition. This woman had many charms beside her beauty. She was well versed in polite literature; she played upon the lyre, and understood geometry; and she had made considerable improvements by the precepts of philosophy. What is more, she had nothing of that petulance and affectation which such studies are apt to produce in women of her age. And her father's family and reputation were unexceptionable.
Pompey then went into the city and married Cornelia, the daughter of Metellus Scipio. She was a widow, having married very young to Publius, the son of Crassus, who was recently killed in the Parthian campaign. Besides her beauty, this woman had many charms. She was knowledgeable in literature, played the lyre, understood geometry, and had made significant improvements through philosophical teachings. Moreover, she had none of the petulance and pretentiousness that such studies can often cause in women her age. Her father's family and reputation were also impeccable.
Pompey's confidence made him so extremely negligent, that he laughed at those who seemed to fear the war. And when they said if Caesar should advance in a hostile manner to Rome, they did not see what forces they had to oppose him, he bade them, with an open and smiling countenance, give themselves no pain: "For, if in Italy," said he, "I do but stamp upon the ground, an army will appear."
Pompey's confidence made him so careless that he laughed at those who seemed worried about the war. When they mentioned that if Caesar came toward Rome with bad intentions, they didn’t know what forces they could use against him, he told them, with a cheerful smile, not to worry: "Because if I just stamp my foot in Italy," he said, "an army will show up."
Meantime Caesar was exerting himself greatly. He was now at no great distance from Italy, and not only sent his soldiers to vote in the elections, but by private pecuniary applications, corrupted many of the magistrates. Paulus the consul was of the number, and he had one thousand five hundred talents for changing sides. So also was Curio, one of the tribunes of the people, for whom he paid off an immense debt, and Mark Antony, who, out of friendship for Curio, had stood engaged with him for the debt.
In the meantime, Caesar was working hard. He was now not far from Italy and not only sent his soldiers to vote in the elections but also bribed many of the magistrates with private financial contributions. Paulus, the consul, was one of them, receiving one thousand five hundred talents to switch sides. Curio, one of the tribunes of the people, also got involved, as Caesar paid off a huge debt for him. Mark Antony, a friend of Curio, had backed Curio for that debt as well.
It is said, that when one of Caesar's officers, who stood before the senate-house, waiting the issue of the debates, was informed that they would not give Caesar a longer term in his command, he laid his hand on his sword, and said, "But this shall give it." Indeed, all the preparations of his general tended that way; though Curio's demands in behalf of Caesar seemed more plausible. He proposed, that either Pompey should likewise be obliged to dismiss his forces, or Caesar suffered to keep his. "If they are both reduced to a private station," said he, "they will agree upon reasonable terms; or, if each retains his respective power, they will be satisfied. But he who weakens the one, without doing the same by the other, must double that force which he fears will subvert the government."
It is said that when one of Caesar's officers was standing in front of the senate house, waiting for the outcome of the debates, he learned that they would not extend Caesar’s command. He placed his hand on his sword and said, "But this will change that." In truth, all of the preparations made by his general pointed in that direction, although Curio's arguments on behalf of Caesar seemed more reasonable. He suggested that either Pompey should also be required to disband his forces, or Caesar should be allowed to keep his. "If they are both returned to a private life," he said, "they will come to reasonable terms; or if each keeps their power, they will be content. But the one who weakens one side without doing the same to the other must increase the strength of what he fears will upset the government."
But now news was brought that Caesar was marching directly towards Rome with all his forces. The last circumstance, indeed, was not true. He advanced with only three hundred horse and five thousand foot; the rest of his forces were on the other side of the Alps, and he would not wait for them, choosing rather to put his adversaries in confusion by a sudden and unexpected attack, than to fight them when better prepared. When he came to the river Rubicon, which was the boundary of his province, he stood silent a long time, weighing with himself the greatness of his enterprise. At last, like one who plunges down from the top of a precipice into a gulf of immense depth, he silenced his reason, and shut his eyes against the danger; and crying out in the Greek language, "The die is cast," he marched over with his army.
But now it was reported that Caesar was heading straight for Rome with all his forces. This last detail, however, wasn't true. He advanced with only three hundred cavalry and five thousand infantry; the rest of his troops were on the other side of the Alps, and he chose not to wait for them. Instead, he preferred to confuse his enemies with a sudden and unexpected attack rather than face them when they were better prepared. When he reached the Rubicon River, which marked the edge of his province, he stood in silence for a long time, contemplating the magnitude of his venture. Finally, like someone diving off a cliff into a deep abyss, he silenced his thoughts and closed his eyes to the danger. And, shouting in Greek, "The die is cast," he led his army across.
Upon the first report of this at Rome, the city was in greater disorder and astonishment than had ever been known.
Upon hearing the first report of this in Rome, the city was in more chaos and shock than had ever been seen before.
All Italy was in motion, with the stir of the coming storm. Those who lived out of Rome fled to it from all quarters, and those who lived in it abandoned it as fast. These saw, that in such a tempestuous and disorderly state of affairs, the well disposed part of the city wanted strength, and that the ill disposed were so refractory that they could not be managed by the magistrates. The terrors of the people could not be removed, and no one would suffer Pompey to lay a plan of action for himself. According to the passion wherewith each was actuated, whether fear, sorrow, or doubt, they endeavored to inspire him with the same; insomuch that he adopted different measures the same day. He could gain no certain intelligence of the enemy's motions, because every man brought him the report he happened to take up, and was angry if it did not meet with credit.
All of Italy was in motion, stirred by the approaching storm. Those living outside Rome rushed towards it from all directions, while those inside the city were leaving just as quickly. They realized that in such a chaotic and turbulent situation, the city's supporters were weak, and the opposition was so unruly that the magistrates couldn’t control them. The people's fears couldn’t be calmed, and no one would allow Pompey to devise his own strategy. Depending on their own feelings—whether fear, sadness, or uncertainty—they tried to project those emotions onto him; so much so that he ended up taking different actions on the same day. He couldn't get reliable information about the enemy's movements because everyone brought him the reports they happened to hear and got upset if he didn’t believe them.
Pompey at last caused it to be declared by a formal edict, that the commonwealth was in danger, and no peace was to be expected. After which, he signified that he should look upon those who remained in the city as the partisans of Caesar; and then quitted it in the dusk of the evening. The consuls also fled, without offering the sacrifices which their customs required before a war. However, in this great extremity, Pompey could not but be considered as happy in the affections of his countrymen. Though many blamed the war, there was not a man who hated the general. Nay, the number of those who followed him, out of attachment to his person, was greater than that of the adventurers in the cause of liberty.
Pompey finally made a formal announcement declaring that the republic was in danger and that no peace could be expected. He then indicated that anyone who stayed in the city would be considered supporters of Caesar, and he left as dusk fell. The consuls also fled without performing the customary sacrifices before declaring war. However, despite this dire situation, Pompey was still viewed positively by his countrymen. While many criticized the war, no one hated the general. In fact, the number of people who followed him out of loyalty was greater than those who joined the fight for freedom.
A few days after, Caesar arrived at Rome. When he was in possession of the city, he behaved with great moderation in many respects, and composed in a good measure the minds of its remaining inhabitants.
A few days later, Caesar arrived in Rome. Once he took control of the city, he acted with a lot of restraint in many ways, and calmed down quite a bit the minds of its remaining residents.
Pompey, who was the master of Brundusium, and had a sufficient number of transports, desired the consuls to embark without loss of time, and sent them before him with thirty cohorts to Dyrrhachium. But at the same time he sent his father-in-law Scipio and his son Cnaeus into Syria, to provide ships of war. He had well secured the gates of the city, and planted the lightest of his slingers and archers upon the walls; and having now ordered the Brundusians to keep within doors, he caused a number of trenches to be cut, and sharp stakes to be driven into them, and then covered with earth, in all the streets, except two which led down to the sea. In three days all his other troops were embarked without interruption; and then he suddenly gave the signal to those who guarded the walls; in consequence of which, they ran swiftly down to the harbor, and got on board. Thus having his whole complement, he set sail, and crossed the sea to Dyrrhachium.
Pompey, who controlled Brundusium and had enough ships, urged the consuls to board without delay and sent them ahead with thirty cohorts to Dyrrhachium. At the same time, he dispatched his father-in-law Scipio and his son Cnaeus to Syria to secure warships. He had secured the city gates and stationed his best slingers and archers on the walls. He ordered the people of Brundusium to stay indoors and had trenches dug, sharp stakes driven into them, and then covered with dirt in all the streets except for two that led to the sea. In three days, all his other troops were loaded onto the ships without any issues, and then he suddenly signaled to those watching the walls; as a result, they quickly rushed to the harbor and boarded the ships. With his full complement ready, he set sail and crossed the sea to Dyrrhachium.
When Caesar came and saw the walls left destitute of defence, he concluded that Pompey had taken to flight, and in his eagerness to pursue, would certainly have fallen upon the sharp stakes in the trenches, had not the Brundusians informed him of them. He then avoided the streets, and took a circuit round the town, by which he discovered that all the vessels had weighed anchor, except two that had not many soldiers aboard.
When Caesar arrived and saw that the walls were defenseless, he realized that Pompey had fled. Eager to chase him down, he would have surely run into the sharp stakes in the trenches if the people of Brundusium hadn't warned him about them. He then steered clear of the streets and took a longer route around the town, discovering that all the ships had set sail except for two that didn’t have many soldiers on board.
This manoeuvre of Pompey was commonly reckoned among the greatest act of generalship. Caesar, however, could not help wondering, that his adversary, who was in possession of a fortified town, and expected his forces from Spain, and at the same time was master of them, should give up Italy in such a manner.
This move by Pompey was often seen as one of the greatest military strategies. However, Caesar couldn’t help but wonder why his opponent, who had control of a fortified town and was expecting reinforcements from Spain, would abandon Italy like this.
Caesar thus made himself master of all Italy in sixty days without the least bloodshed, and he would have been glad to have gone immediately in pursuit of Pompey. But as he was in want of shipping, he gave up that design for the present, and marched to Spain, with an intent to gain Pompey's forces there.
Caesar took control of all of Italy in sixty days without any bloodshed, and he would have loved to go right after Pompey. But since he needed ships, he put that plan on hold and marched to Spain, intending to capture Pompey's forces there.
In the meantime Pompey assembled a great army; and at sea he was altogether invincible. For he had five hundred ships of war, and the number of his lighter vessels was still greater. As for his land forces, he had seven thousand horse, the flower of Rome and Italy, all men of family, fortune, and courage. His infantry, though numerous, was a mixture of raw, undisciplined soldiers; he therefore exercised them during his stay at Beroea, where he was by no means idle, but went through the exercises of a soldier, as if he had been in the flower of his age. It inspired his troops with new courage, when they saw Pompey the Great, at the age of fifty-eight, going through the whole military discipline, in heavy armor, on foot; and then mounting his horse, drawing his sword with ease when at full speed, and as dexterously sheathing it again. As to the javelin, he threw it not only with great exactness, but with such force that few of the young men could dart it to a greater distance.
In the meantime, Pompey gathered a massive army, and at sea, he was completely unbeatable. He had five hundred warships, and many more smaller vessels. On land, he had seven thousand cavalry, the elite of Rome and Italy, all distinguished men with wealth and bravery. His infantry was large but mostly composed of inexperienced, unruly soldiers; so, he trained them during his time in Beroea, where he kept busy with military drills as if he were in his prime. His soldiers felt a surge of confidence seeing Pompey the Great, at fifty-eight, mastering all military exercises in heavy armor on foot. Then, he would hop on his horse, easily draw his sword while galloping, and skillfully sheath it again. As for the javelin, he not only threw it accurately but with such power that few young men could throw it farther.
Many kings and princes repaired to his camp; and the number of Roman officers who had commanded armies was so great, that it was sufficient to make up a complete senate. Labienus, who had been honored with Caesar's friendship, and served under him in Gaul, now joined Pompey.
Many kings and princes came to his camp; and there were so many Roman officers who had led armies that they could fill a complete senate. Labienus, who had been honored with Caesar's friendship and served under him in Gaul, now joined Pompey.
Caesar had now made himself master of Pompey's forces in Spain, and though it was not without a battle, he dismissed the officers, and incorporated the troops with his own. After this, he passed the Alps again, and marched through Italy to Brundusium, where he arrived at the time of the winter solstice. There he crossed the sea, and landed at Oricum; from whence he dispatched Vibullius, one of Pompey's friends, whom he had brought prisoner thither, with proposals of a conference between him and Pompey, in which they should agree to disband their armies within three days, renew their friendship, confirm it with solemn oath, and then both return to Italy. Pompey took this overture for another snare, and therefore drew down in haste to the sea, and secured all the forts and places of strength for land forces, as well as all the ports and other commodious stations for shipping; so that there was not a wind that blew, which did not bring him either provisions, or troops, or money. On the other hand, Caesar was reduced to such straits, both by sea and land, that he was under the necessity of seeking a battle. Accordingly, he attacked Pompey's intrenchments, and bade him defiance daily. In most of these attacks and skirmishes he had the advantage; but one day was in danger of losing his whole army. Pompey fought with so much valor, that he put Caesar's whole detachment to flight, after having killed two thousand men upon the spot; but was either unable or afraid to pursue his blow, and enter their camp with them. Caesar said to his friends on this occasion, "This day the victory had been the enemy's had their general known how to conquer."
Caesar had now taken control of Pompey's forces in Spain, and although it required a battle, he dismissed the officers and merged the troops with his own. After this, he crossed the Alps again and marched through Italy to Brundusium, where he arrived around the winter solstice. There, he crossed the sea and landed at Oricum; from there, he sent Vibullius, one of Pompey's friends whom he had captured, with proposals for a meeting between him and Pompey. They should agree to disband their armies within three days, renew their friendship, confirm it with a solemn oath, and then both return to Italy. Pompey saw this offer as another trap, so he hurried to the coast and secured all the forts and strongholds for land forces, as well as all the ports and convenient locations for shipping. Not a single wind blew that didn't bring him either supplies, troops, or money. On the other hand, Caesar was in such a tough position, both by sea and land, that he had no choice but to seek a battle. So, he attacked Pompey's trenches and openly challenged him daily. In most of these assaults and skirmishes, he had the upper hand; however, one day, he nearly lost his entire army. Pompey fought with such bravery that he forced Caesar's entire detachment to flee, killing two thousand men on the spot; yet he was either unable or unwilling to follow up and enter their camp. Caesar remarked to his friends on this occasion, "Today, victory would have been the enemy's if their general had known how to win."
Pompey's troops, elated with this success, were in great haste to come to a decisive battle. Nay, Pompey himself seemed to give in to their opinions by writing to the kings, the generals, and cities, in his interest, in the style of a conqueror. Yet all this while he dreaded the issue of a general action, believing it much better, by length of time, by famine and fatigue, to tire out men who had been ever invincible in arms, and long accustomed to conquer when they fought together. Besides, he knew the infirmities of age had made them unfit for the other operations of war, for long marches and countermarches, for digging trenches and building forts, and that, therefore, they wished for nothing so much as a battle. Pompey, with all these arguments, found it no easy matter to keep his army quiet.
Pompey's troops, thrilled by their victory, were eager to engage in a decisive battle. In fact, Pompey himself seemed to go along with their wishes by writing to kings, generals, and cities in a style that suggested he was already a conqueror. However, he was deeply concerned about the outcome of a full-scale battle, thinking it was much better to wear down these formidable fighters over time, through starvation and exhaustion, rather than confront them head-on. He also recognized that the effects of aging had made them less capable of the various demands of war, such as long marches, counter-marches, digging trenches, and building forts. Therefore, they were craving a battle more than anything else. Despite all these considerations, Pompey found it quite challenging to keep his army calm.
After this last engagement, Caesar was in such want of provisions, that he was forced to decamp, and he took his way through Athamania into Thessaly. This added so much to the high opinion Pompey's soldiers had of themselves, that it was impossible to keep them within bounds. They cried out with one voice, "Caesar is fled." Some called upon the general to pursue; some to pass over into Italy. Others sent their friends and servants to Rome, to engage homes near the forum, for the convenience of soliciting the great offices of state. And not a few went of their own accord to Cornelia, who had been privately lodged in Lesbos, to congratulate her upon the conclusion of the war.
After this last battle, Caesar was in such desperate need of supplies that he had to break camp and made his way through Athamania into Thessaly. This boosted the already high opinion Pompey's soldiers had of themselves, making it impossible to control them. They shouted in unison, "Caesar has fled." Some urged the general to chase after him; others wanted to cross into Italy. Still, others sent their friends and servants to Rome to secure homes near the forum for the sake of pursuing important government positions. Many even went on their own to visit Cornelia, who had been secretly staying in Lesbos, to congratulate her on the end of the war.
While he thus softly followed the enemy's steps, a complaint was raised against him, and urged with much clamor, that he was not exercising his generalship upon Caesar, but upon the Senate and the whole commonwealth, in order that he might forever keep the command in his hands, and have those for his guards and servants who had a right to govern the world. Domitius Aenobarbus, to increase the odium, always called him Agamemnon, or king of kings. Favonius piqued him no less with a jest, than others by their unseasonable severity; he went about crying, "My friends, we shall eat no figs in Tusculum this year."
While he quietly followed the enemy, a complaint was raised against him, loudly insisting that he wasn’t directing his generalship towards Caesar, but rather against the Senate and the entire commonwealth, so he could keep command forever and have those around him who had the right to rule the world. Domitius Aenobarbus, to increase the animosity, always referred to him as Agamemnon, or king of kings. Favonius annoyed him just as much with a joke as others did with their untimely seriousness; he went around saying, "My friends, we won’t have any figs in Tusculum this year."
These and many other like sallies of ridicule had such an effect upon Pompey, who was ambitious of being spoken well of by the world, and had too much deference for the opinions of his friends, that he gave up his own better judgment, to follow them in the career of their false hopes and prospects. A thing which would have been unpardonable in the pilot or master of a ship, much more in the commander-in-chief of so many nations and such numerous armies. He had often commended the physician who gives no indulgence to the whimsical longings of his patients, and yet he humored the sickly cravings of his army, and was afraid to give them pain, though necessary for the preservation of their life and being. For who can say that army was in a sound and healthy state, when some of the officers went about the camp canvassing for the offices of consul and praetor; and others, namely, Spinther, Domitius, and Scipio, were engaged in quarrels and cabals about Caesar's high-priesthood, as if their adversary had been only a Tigranes, a king of Armenia, or a prince of the Nabathaeans; and not that Caesar and that army who had stormed one thousand cities, subdued above three hundred nations, gained numberless battles of the Germans and Gauls, taken one million prisoners, and killed as many fairly in the field. Notwithstanding all this, they continued loud and tumultuous in their demands of a battle; and when they came to the plains of Pharsalia, forced Pompey to call a council of war. Lebienus, who had the command of the cavalry, rose up first, and took an oath, that he would not return from the battle, till he had put the enemy to flight. All the other officers swore the same.
These and many other similar mocking remarks affected Pompey deeply, as he wanted to be regarded positively by others and cared too much about what his friends thought. He set aside his better judgment to follow their false hopes and aspirations. This was something that would be unacceptable for a ship's captain, and even more so for the leader of so many nations and vast armies. He often praised the doctor who doesn't indulge his patients' whims, yet he catered to the unhealthy desires of his army, afraid to inflict pain on them, even though it was necessary for their survival. Who can claim that the army was in good shape when some officers were campaigning for consul and praetor positions? Others, like Spinther, Domitius, and Scipio, were embroiled in disputes and plots over Caesar's priesthood, as if their opponent were merely Tigranes, the king of Armenia, or a prince of the Nabataeans; not that Caesar and his army who had stormed a thousand cities, conquered over three hundred nations, won countless battles against the Germans and Gauls, captured a million prisoners, and killed nearly as many in combat. Despite all this, they continued to demand a battle loudly and disruptively; when they reached the plains of Pharsalia, they pressured Pompey to convene a war council. Lebienus, the cavalry commander, was the first to rise and vowed not to return from battle until he had routed the enemy. All the other officers took the same oath.
The night following, Pompey had this dream. He thought he entered his own theatre, and was received with loud plaudits; after which, he adorned the temple of Venus the Victorious with many spoils. This vision, on one side, encouraged him, and on the other alarmed him. He was afraid that Caesar, who was a descendant of Venus, would be aggrandized at his expense. Besides, a panic (A Panic was so called, from the terror which the god Pan is said to have struck the enemies of Greece with, at the battle of Marathon.) fear ran through the camp, the noise of which awakened him. And about the morning watch, over Caesar's camp, where everything was perfectly quiet, there suddenly appeared a great light, from which a stream of fire issued in the form of a torch, and fell upon that of Pompey. Caesar himself says he saw it as he was going his rounds.
The night after, Pompey had this dream. He thought he walked into his own theater, where he was met with loud applause; afterward, he decorated the temple of Venus the Victorious with many trophies. This vision, in one way, gave him confidence, but in another, it scared him. He worried that Caesar, who was a descendant of Venus, would become powerful at his expense. Moreover, a panic (A Panic was named after the fear that the god Pan is said to have struck into the enemies of Greece during the battle of Marathon.) swept through the camp, the commotion of which woke him up. And around dawn, over Caesar's camp, where everything was completely quiet, a great light suddenly appeared, from which a stream of fire shot out in the shape of a torch and fell onto Pompey's camp. Caesar himself claimed he saw it while he was making his rounds.
Caesar was preparing, at break of day, to march to Scotusa; his soldiers were striking their tents, and the servants and beasts of burden were already in motion, when his scouts brought intelligence that they had seen arms handed about in the enemy's camp, and perceived a noise and bustle, which indicated an approaching battle. After these, others came and assured him that the first ranks were drawn up.
Caesar was getting ready, at dawn, to head to Scotusa; his soldiers were taking down their tents, and the servants and pack animals were already on the move, when his scouts reported that they had seen weapons being distributed in the enemy's camp, along with signs of noise and activity that suggested a battle was imminent. After this, more scouts arrived and confirmed that the front lines had been formed.
Upon this Caesar said: "The long-wished day is come, on which we shall fight with men, and not with want and famine." Then he immediately ordered the red mantle to be put up before his pavilion, which, among the Romans, is the signal of a battle. The soldiers no sooner beheld it, than they left their tents as they were, and ran to arms with loud shouts, and every expression of joy. And when the officers began to put them in order of battle, each man fell into his proper rank as quietly, and with as much skill and ease, as a chorus in a tragedy.
Upon this, Caesar said, "The long-awaited day has arrived, when we will fight against men, and not against hunger and starvation." He then immediately ordered the red banner to be raised in front of his tent, which is the sign of a battle among the Romans. As soon as the soldiers saw it, they abandoned their tents and rushed to get their weapons with loud cheers and expressions of joy. When the officers started to organize them into battle formation, each soldier fell into his proper place as quietly and effortlessly as a chorus in a play.
Pompey placed himself in his right wing over against Antony, and his father-in-law, Scipio, in the centre, opposite Domitius Calvinus. His left wing was commanded by Lucius Domitius, and supported by the cavalry; for they were almost all ranged on that side, in order to break in upon Caesar, and cut off the tenth legion, which was accounted the bravest in his army, and in which he used to fight in person. Caesar, seeing the enemy's left wing so well guarded with horse, and fearing the excellence of their armor, sent for a detachment of six cohorts from the body of the reserve, and placed them behind the tenth legion, with orders not to stir before the attack, lest they should be discovered by the enemy; but when the enemy's cavalry had charged, to make up through the foremost ranks, and then not to discharge their javelins at a distance, as brave men generally do in their eagerness to come to sword in hand, but to reserve them till they came to close fighting, and to push them forward into the eyes and faces of the enemy. "For those fair young dancers," said he, "will never stand the steel aimed at their eyes, but will fly to save their handsome faces."
Pompey positioned himself on the right wing facing Antony, with his father-in-law, Scipio, in the center opposite Domitius Calvinus. The left wing was led by Lucius Domitius and supported by the cavalry, as they were mostly gathered on that side to break into Caesar's ranks and cut off the tenth legion, which was considered the bravest in his army and where he often fought himself. Caesar, noticing how well-guarded the enemy's left wing was with cavalry and fearing the quality of their armor, requested a detachment of six cohorts from the reserve and placed them behind the tenth legion, instructing them not to move until the attack began to avoid detection by the enemy. Once the enemy cavalry charged, they were to advance through the front lines, not throwing their javelins from a distance like most brave soldiers eager for close combat, but instead to save them for close fighting and thrust them into the eyes and faces of the enemy. "Those pretty young fighters," he remarked, "won't withstand steel aimed at their eyes, but will flee to protect their looks."
While Caesar was thus employed, Pompey took a view on horseback of the order of both armies; and finding that they enemy kept their ranks with the utmost exactness, and quietly waited for the signal of battle, while his own men, for want of experience, were fluctuating and unsteady, he was afraid they would be broken up on the first onset. He therefore commanded the vanguard to stand firm in their ranks, and in that close order to receive the enemy's charge. Caesar condemned this measure, as not only tending to lessen the vigor of the blows, which is always greatest in the assailants, but also to damp the fire and spirit of the men; whereas those who advance with impetuosity, and animate each other with shouts, are filled with an enthusiastic valor and superior ardor.
While Caesar was busy, Pompey rode on horseback to survey the formations of both armies. Noticing that the enemy maintained their ranks perfectly and waited calmly for the signal to attack, while his own troops, lacking experience, were wavering and unsteady, he worried they would crumble at the first assault. He then ordered the vanguard to hold their ground in formation and brace for the enemy's charge. Caesar criticized this plan, arguing that it would not only reduce the power of their strikes—since attackers always hit harder—but also dampen the enthusiasm and spirit of the soldiers. In contrast, those who charge forward with energy and encourage one another with shouts are filled with passionate courage and greater motivation.
Caesar's army consisted of twenty-two thousand men, and Pompey's was something more than twice that number. When the signal was given on both sides, and the trumpets sounded a charge, each common man attended only to his own concern. But some of the principal Romans and Greeks, who only stood and looked on, when the dreadful moment of action approached, could not help considering to what the avarice and ambition of two men had brought the Roman Empire. The same arms on both sides, the troops marshalled in the same manner, the same standards; in short, the strength and flower of one and the same city turned upon itself! What could be a stronger proof of the blindness and infatuation of human nature, when carried away by its passions? Had they been willing to enjoy the fruits of their labors in peace and tranquillity, the greatest and best part of the world was their own. Or, if they must have indulged their thirst of victories and triumphs, the Parthians and Germans were yet to be subdued. Scythia and India yet remained; together with a very plausible color for their lust of new acquisitions, the pretence of civilizing barbarians. And what Scythian horse, what Parthian arrows, what Indian treasures, could have resisted seventy thousand Romans, led on by Pompey and Caesar, with whose names those nations had long been acquainted! Into such a variety of wild and savage countries had these two generals carried their victorious arms! Whereas now they stood threatening each other with destruction; not sparing even their own glory, though to it they sacrificed their country, but prepared, one of them, to lose the reputation of being invincible, which hitherto they had both maintained. So that the alliance which they had contracted by Pompey's marriage to Julia, was from the first only an artful expedient; and her charms were to form a self-interested compact, instead of being the pledge of a sincere friendship.
Caesar's army had twenty-two thousand men, while Pompey's was over double that. When the signal was given on both sides and the trumpets blared for a charge, each soldier focused solely on his own task. However, some of the prominent Romans and Greeks, who merely stood by and watched, couldn't help but think about what the greed and ambition of two men had done to the Roman Empire as the dreadful moment of battle approached. The same weapons on both sides, the troops lined up similarly, the same standards; in short, the best and strongest of one city were turning against themselves! What could be a clearer sign of the blindness and foolishness of human nature when taken over by its passions? If they had chosen to enjoy the rewards of their hard work in peace and calm, they would have held the greatest and finest part of the world in their hands. But if they insisted on satisfying their thirst for victories and triumphs, the Parthians and Germans still awaited defeat. Scythia and India remained as well, providing a convenient excuse for their desire for new conquests, under the guise of civilizing the barbarians. And what Scythian cavalry, what Parthian arrows, what Indian riches could have withstood seventy thousand Romans, led by Pompey and Caesar, names those nations had long known! These two generals had taken their victorious forces into such a range of wild and savage lands! Yet here they were, threatening each other with ruin; sacrificing even their own glory for the sake of their ambition, although it meant sacrificing their country, with one of them ready to lose the reputation of being invincible, which until now they both maintained. Thus, the alliance formed by Pompey’s marriage to Julia was from the start merely a clever tactic; her beauty was meant to create a self-serving agreement rather than symbolize a true friendship.
The plain of Pharsalia was now covered with men, and horses and arms; and the signal of battle being given on both sides, the first on Caesar's side who advanced to the charge was Caius Crastinus, who commanded a corps of one hundred and twenty men, and was determined to make good his promise to his general. He was the first man Caesar saw when he went out of the trenches in the morning; and upon Caesar's asking him what he thought of the battle, he stretched out his hand, and answered in a cheerful tone, "You will gain a glorious victory, and I shall have your praise this day, either alive or dead." In pursuance of this promise, he advanced the foremost, and many following to support him, he charged into the midst of the enemy. They soon took to their swords, and numbers were slain; but as Crastinus was making his way forward, and cutting down all before him, one of Pompey's men stood to receive him, and pushed his sword in at his mouth with such force, that it went through the nape of his neck. Crastinus thus killed, the fight was maintained with equal advantage on both sides.
The plain of Pharsalia was now filled with men, horses, and weapons; and as the battle was signaled on both sides, the first to charge from Caesar's side was Caius Crastinus, who led a group of one hundred and twenty men and was determined to fulfill his promise to his general. He was the first person Caesar saw when he came out of the trenches in the morning; when Caesar asked him what he thought of the battle, he stretched out his hand and replied cheerfully, "You're going to win a glorious victory, and I’ll earn your praise today, whether I'm alive or dead." Following through on this promise, he led the charge, and many others followed to support him as he plunged into the enemy ranks. They quickly drew their swords, and many fell; but as Crastinus fought his way forward, cutting down anyone in his path, one of Pompey's soldiers stood to face him and drove his sword into his mouth with such force that it pierced the nape of his neck. With Crastinus killed, the battle continued with equal intensity on both sides.
Pompey did not immediately lead on his right wing, but often directed his eyes to the left, and lost time in waiting to see what execution his cavalry would do there. Meanwhile they had extended their squadrons to surround Caesar, and prepared to drive the few horse he had placed in front, back upon the foot. At that instant Caesar gave the signal; upon which his cavalry retreated a little; and the six cohorts, which consisted of 3000 men, and had been placed behind the tenth legion, advanced to surround Pompey's cavalry; and coming close up to them, raised the points of their javelins, as they had been taught, and aimed them at the face. Their adversaries, who were not experienced in any kind of fighting, and had not the least previous idea of this, could not parry or endure the blows upon their faces, but turned their backs, or covered their eyes with their hands, and soon fled with great dishonor. Caesar's men took no care to pursue them, but turned their force upon the enemy's infantry, particularly upon that wing, which, now stripped of its horse, lay open to the attack on all sides. The six cohorts, therefore, took them in flank, while the tenth legion charged them in front; and they, who had hoped to surround the enemy, and now, instead of that, saw themselves surrounded, made but a short resistance, and then took to a precipitate flight.
Pompey didn’t immediately lead his right wing but often glanced to the left, wasting time waiting to see how his cavalry would perform there. In the meantime, they expanded their squadrons to encircle Caesar and aimed to push back the few horsemen he had placed in front. At that moment, Caesar signaled, prompting his cavalry to retreat slightly. The six cohorts, consisting of 3,000 men and positioned behind the tenth legion, moved in to surround Pompey’s cavalry. As they got close, they raised their javelin points, as trained, and aimed for the faces of their opponents. The enemy, who had no experience in any sort of fighting and were completely unprepared for this, couldn’t defend against the strikes to their faces. They turned to flee, covering their eyes with their hands, and quickly ran away in shame. Caesar's troops didn’t bother to chase them but redirected their efforts towards the enemy's infantry, especially that wing, which was now exposed without its cavalry. The six cohorts struck them from the side, while the tenth legion charged them head-on. Those who had hoped to encircle the enemy instead found themselves surrounded, making only a brief stand before fleeing in a panic.
By the great dust that was raised, Pompey conjectured the fate of his cavalry; and it is hard to say what passed in his mind at that moment. He appeared like a man moonstruck and distracted; and without considering that he was Pompey the Great, or speaking to any one, he quitted the ranks, and retired step by step toward his camp—a scene which cannot be better painted than in these verses of Homer: (In the eleventh book of the Iliad, where he is speaking of the flight of Ajax before Hector.)
By the huge cloud of dust that was kicked up, Pompey guessed what had happened to his cavalry, and it’s hard to know what was going through his mind at that moment. He looked like a man lost in thought and confused; without remembering that he was Pompey the Great or speaking to anyone, he left the ranks and slowly made his way back to his camp—a scene best described by these lines from Homer: (In the eleventh book of the Iliad, where he talks about Ajax's retreat from Hector.)
But partial Jove, espousing Hector's part, Shot heaven-bred horror through the Grecian's heart; Confused, unnerv'd in Hector's presence grown, Amazed he stood with terrors not his own. O'er his broad back his moony shield he threw, And, glaring round, by tardy steps withdrew.
But partial Jove, supporting Hector's side, Shot fear from the heavens into the Grecian's heart; Confused and shaken by Hector's presence, He stood in amazement, overwhelmed by foreign terrors. He threw his large, round shield over his back, And, glaring around, he slowly retreated.
In this condition he entered his tent, where he sat down, and uttered not a word, till at last, upon finding that some of the enemy entered the camp with the fugitives, he said, "What! Into my camp, too!" After this short exclamation, he rose up, and dressing himself in a manner suitable to his fortune, privately withdrew. All the other legions fled; and a great slaughter was made in the camp, of the servants and others who had the care of the tents. But Asinius Pollio, who then fought on Caesar's side, assures us, that of the regular troops there were not above six thousand men killed. (Caesar says, that in all there were fifteen thousand killed, and twenty-four thousand taken prisoners.)
In this state, he went into his tent, where he sat in silence until finally, noticing that some enemies had entered the camp along with the fleeing troops, he exclaimed, "What! Into my camp, too!" After this brief outburst, he stood up, dressed appropriately for his current situation, and quietly left. All the other legions had fled, leading to a massive slaughter of the servants and others responsible for the tents. However, Asinius Pollio, who was fighting on Caesar's side at the time, claims that there were only about six thousand regular troops killed. (Caesar states that in total, fifteen thousand were killed and twenty-four thousand were captured.)
Upon the taking of the camp, there was a spectacle which showed, in strong colors, the vanity and folly of Pompey's troops. All the tents were crowned with myrtle; the beds were strewn with flowers; the tables covered with cups, and bowls of wine set out. In short, everything had the appearance of preparations for feasts and sacrifices, rather than for men going out to battle. To such a degree had their vain hopes corrupted them, and with such a senseless confidence they took to the field!
Upon capturing the camp, there was a scene that vividly displayed the vanity and foolishness of Pompey's troops. All the tents were decorated with myrtle; the beds were covered in flowers; and the tables were filled with cups and bowls of wine. In short, everything looked like it was set up for parties and sacrifices, not for soldiers preparing for battle. Their foolish hopes had corrupted them to such an extent, and with such mindless confidence, they marched into the field!
When Pompey had got at a little distance from the camp, he quitted his horse. He had very few people about him; and, as he saw he was not pursued, he went softly on, wrapped up in such thoughts as we may suppose a man to have, who had been used for thirty-four years to conquer and carry all before him, and now in his old age first came to know what it was to be defeated and to fly. We may easily conjecture what his thoughts must be, when in one short hour he had lost the glory and the power which had been growing up amidst so many wars and conflicts; and he who was lately guarded with such armies of horse and foot, and such great and powerful fleets, was reduced to so mean and contemptible an equipage, that his enemies, who were in search of him, could not know him.
When Pompey had moved a little distance from the camp, he got off his horse. He had very few people around him, and as he realized he wasn’t being pursued, he continued on quietly, lost in thoughts that we can imagine someone must have, especially a man who had spent thirty-four years conquering everything in his path, now facing what it felt like to be defeated and to flee in his old age. It's easy to consider what he must have felt when in just one hour he lost the glory and power he had built through so many battles and conflicts. He, who had recently been surrounded by vast armies of cavalry and infantry, along with powerful fleets, found himself in such a pitiful and insignificant state that his enemies, searching for him, could hardly recognize him.
He passed by Larissa, and came to Tempe, where, burning with thirst, he threw himself upon his face, and drank out of the river; after which, he passed through the valley, and went down to the sea-coast. There he spent the remainder of the night in a poor fisherman's cabin. Next morning, about break of day, he went on board a small river-boat, taking with him such of his company as were freemen. The slaves he dismissed, bidding them go to Caesar, and fear nothing.
He walked past Larissa and arrived at Tempe, where he, feeling extremely thirsty, fell to the ground and drank from the river. After that, he traveled through the valley and made his way to the coast. There, he spent the rest of the night in a humble fisherman's cabin. The next morning, at dawn, he got onto a small riverboat, bringing along the free members of his group. He sent the slaves away, telling them to go to Caesar and not to be afraid.
As he was coasting along, he saw a whip of burden just ready to sail; the master of which was Peticius, a Roman citizen, who, though not acquainted with Pompey, knew him by sight. Therefore, without waiting for any further application, he took him up, and such of his companions as he thought proper, and then hoisted sail. The persons Pompey took with him, were the two Lentuli and Favonius; and a little after, they saw king Deiotarus beckoning to them with great earnestness from the shore, and took him up likewise. The master of the ship provided them with the best supper he could, and when it was almost ready, Pompey, for want of a servant, was going to wash himself, but Favonius, seeing it, stepped up, and both washed and anointed him. All the time he was on board, he continued to wait upon him in all the offices of a servant, even to the washing of his feet and providing his supper; insomuch, that one who saw the unaffected simplicity and sincere attachment with which Favonius performed these offices, cried out—
As he was cruising along, he spotted a ship ready to set sail; its captain was Peticius, a Roman citizen who, although unfamiliar with Pompey, recognized him by sight. So, without waiting for any more formalities, he picked him up along with some of his companions whom he deemed appropriate, and then raised the sails. Those who joined Pompey were the two Lentuli and Favonius; shortly after, they noticed King Deiotarus waving to them eagerly from the shore, and they took him on board as well. The ship's captain arranged a nice dinner for them, and when it was nearly ready, Pompey, lacking a servant, was about to wash himself, but Favonius, noticing this, stepped in and both cleaned and anointed him. Throughout their time on the ship, he continued to attend to him in every way a servant would, even washing his feet and preparing his dinner; so much so that someone witnessing the genuine simplicity and heartfelt loyalty with which Favonius did these tasks exclaimed—
The generous mind adds dignity To every act, and nothing misbecomes it.
A generous mind brings dignity To every action, and nothing seems out of place.
Pompey, in the course of his voyage, sailed by Amphipolis, and from thence steered for Mitylene, to take up Cornelia and his son. As soon as he reached the island, he sent a messenger to the town with news far different from what Cornelia expected. For, by the flattering accounts which many officious persons had given her, she understood that the dispute was decided at Dyrrhachium, and that nothing but the pursuit of Caesar remained to be attended to. The messenger, finding her possessed with such hopes, had not power to make the usual salutations; but expressing the greatness of Pompey's misfortunes by his tears rather than words, only told her she must make haste if she had a mind to see Pompey with one ship only, and that not his own.
Pompey, during his journey, passed by Amphipolis and then headed for Mitylene to pick up Cornelia and his son. As soon as he arrived at the island, he sent a messenger to the town with news that was completely different from what Cornelia was expecting. Thanks to the flattering reports from several eager people, she believed that the conflict had been settled at Dyrrhachium and that only the pursuit of Caesar was left to deal with. The messenger, finding her filled with such hopes, couldn’t bring himself to make the usual greetings; instead, he expressed the extent of Pompey's misfortunes through his tears rather than words, only telling her to hurry if she wanted to see Pompey with just one ship, and it wasn’t even his own.
At this news Cornelia threw herself upon the ground, where she lay a long time insensible and speechless. At last, coming to herself, she perceived there was no time to be lost in tears and lamentations, and therefore hastened through the town to the sea. Pompey ran to meet her, and received her to his arms as she was just going to fall. While she hung upon his neck, she thus addressed him: "I see, my dear husband, your present unhappy condition is the effect of my ill fortune, and not yours. Alas! how are you reduced to one poor vessel, who, before your marriage with Cornelia, traversed the sea with 500 galleys! Why did you come to see me, and not rather leave me to my evil destiny, who have loaded you, too, with such a weight of calamities? How happy had it been for me to have died before I heard that Publius, my first husband, was killed by the Parthians! How wise, had I followed him to the grave, as I once intended! What have I lived for since, but to bring misfortunes upon Pompey the Great?"
At this news, Cornelia fell to the ground, lying there for a long time, unable to speak or move. Finally, coming to her senses, she realized there was no time to waste on tears and mourning, so she quickly made her way through the town to the sea. Pompey ran to meet her and caught her just as she was about to collapse. While she clung to him, she said, "I see, my dear husband, that your current misfortune is the result of my bad luck, not yours. Oh! How have you been reduced to just one small ship when, before marrying me, you sailed the seas with 500 galleys! Why did you come to see me instead of letting me face my fate alone, dragging you down with my own disasters? How much better it would have been for me to have died before I heard that Publius, my first husband, was killed by the Parthians! How wise it would have been if I had followed him to the grave, as I once planned! What have I lived for since then, except to bring misfortune upon Pompey the Great?"
Such, we are assured, was the speech of Cornelia; and Pompey answered: "Till this moment, Cornelia, you have experienced nothing but the smiles of fortune; and it was she who deceived you, because she stayed with me longer than she commonly does with her favorites. But, fated as we are, we must bear this reverse, and make another trial of her. For it is no more improbable that we may emerge from this poor condition and rise to great things again, than it was that we should fall from great things into this poor condition."
Such, we are told, was Cornelia's speech; and Pompey replied: "Up until now, Cornelia, you've only known the good fortune's favor; and it was she who misled you, as she lingered with me longer than she usually does with her favorites. But, as fate would have it, we must endure this setback and try our luck once more. It’s no more unlikely that we could rise from this unfortunate state and achieve greatness again than it was that we should fall from greatness into this unfortunate state."
Cornelia then sent to the city for her most valuable movables and her servants.
Cornelia then sent to the city for her most valuable belongings and her staff.
As soon as his wife and his friends were embarked, he set sail, and continued his course without touching at any port, except for water and provisions, till he came to Attalia, a city of Pamphylia. There he was joined by some Cilician galleys; and beside picking up a number of soldiers, he found in a little time sixty senators about him. When he was informed that his fleet was still entire, and that Cato was gone to Africa with a considerable body of men which he had collected after their flight, he lamented to his friends his great error, in suffering himself to be forced into an engagement on land, and making no use of those forces, in which he was confessedly stronger; nor even taking care to fight near his fleet, that, in case of his meeting with a check on land, he might have been supplied from the sea with another army, capable of making head against the enemy. Indeed, we find no greater mistake in Pompey's whole conduct, nor a more remarkable instance of Caesar's generalship, than in removing the scene of action to such a distance from the naval force.
Once his wife and friends were on board, he set sail and continued his journey without stopping at any port, except for food and water, until he reached Attalia, a city in Pamphylia. There, he picked up some Cilician ships and, soon enough, had sixty senators around him after gathering a number of soldiers. When he learned that his fleet was still intact and that Cato had gone to Africa with a significant number of troops he had gathered after their retreat, he expressed to his friends his regret over his major mistake of being pushed into a land battle, wasting his advantage in forces he was undeniably stronger in, and not even ensuring to fight close to his fleet. This would have allowed him to call for reinforcements from the sea in case he faced setbacks on land. Indeed, there is no greater error in Pompey’s entire strategy, nor a clearer example of Caesar’s military skill, than in moving the battlefield so far from the naval support.
However, as it was necessary to undertake something with the small means he had left, he sent to some cities, and sailed to others himself, to raise money, and to get a supply of men for his ships. But knowing the extraordinary celerity of the enemy's motions, he was afraid he might be beforehand with him, and seize all that he was preparing. He, therefore, began to think of retiring to some asylum, and proposed the matter in council. They could not think of any province in the Roman empire that would afford a safe retreat; and when they cast their eyes on the foreign kingdoms, Pompey mentioned Parthia as the most likely to receive and protect them in their present weak condition, and afterwards to send them back with a force sufficient to retrieve their affairs. Others were of opinion it was proper to apply to Africa, and to Juba in particular. But Theophanes of Lesbos observed it was madness to leave Egypt, which was distant but three days' sail. Besides, Ptolemy, who was growing towards manhood, had particular obligations to Pompey on his father's account. As so it was determined that they should seek for refuge in Egypt. Being informed that Ptolemy was with his army at Pelusium, where he was engaged in war with his sister, he proceeded thither, and sent a messenger before him to announce his arrival, and to entreat the king's protection.
However, since it was necessary to do something with the limited resources he had left, he sent people to some cities and sailed to others himself to raise money and gather a crew for his ships. But knowing how quickly the enemy moved, he was worried they might get ahead of him and take everything he was preparing. He then started considering retreating to some safe place and brought up the idea in council. They couldn't think of any province in the Roman Empire that would offer a secure escape; when they looked at foreign kingdoms, Pompey suggested Parthia as the most likely place to accept and protect them in their current weak state and later send them back with enough force to recover their situation. Others believed it would be better to ask for help from Africa, particularly from Juba. But Theophanes of Lesbos pointed out that it was foolish to leave Egypt, which was only three days' sail away. Plus, Ptolemy, who was maturing into adulthood, had specific obligations to Pompey because of his father. So, it was decided that they should seek refuge in Egypt. Upon learning that Ptolemy was with his army at Pelusium, where he was fighting against his sister, he went there and sent a messenger ahead to announce his arrival and request the king's protection.
Ptolemy was very young, fourteen years of age, and Photinus, his prime minister, called a council of his ablest officers; though their advice had no more weight than he was pleased to allow it. He ordered each, however, to give his opinion. But who can, without indignation, consider that the fate of Pompey the Great was to be determined by the wretch Photinus, by Theodotus, a man of Chios, who was hired to teach the prince rhetoric, and by Achillas, an Egyptian? For among the king's chamberlains and tutors these had the greatest influence over him and were the persons he most consulted. Pompey lay at anchor at some distance from the place waiting the determination of this respectable board; while he thought it beneath him to be indebted to Caesar for his safety. The council were divided in their opinions, some advising the prince to give him an honorable reception, and others to send him an order to depart. But Theodotus, to display his eloquence, insisted that both were wrong. "If you receive him," said he, "you will have Caesar for your enemy, and Pompey for your master. If you order him off, Pompey may one day revenge the affront and Caesar resent your not having put him in his hands: the best method, therefore, is to send for him and put him to death. By this means you will do Caesar a favor, and have nothing to fear from Pompey." He added with a smile, "Dead men do not bite."
Ptolemy was very young, just fourteen years old, and his prime minister, Photinus, called a meeting of his smartest advisors; although their opinions were only as valuable as he chose to consider them. He instructed each of them to share their thoughts. But who can, without anger, think that the future of Pompey the Great was to be decided by the scoundrel Photinus, by Theodotus, a man from Chios hired to teach the prince public speaking, and by Achillas, an Egyptian? Among the king's attendants and teachers, these were the ones who had the most influence over him and were the ones he consulted most. Pompey was anchored some distance away, awaiting the decision of this esteemed group; he found it beneath him to rely on Caesar for his safety. The council was split in their views, with some advising the prince to greet him warmly, while others suggested sending him away. However, Theodotus, wanting to show off his speaking skills, argued that both options were wrong. "If you welcome him," he said, "you'll have Caesar as your enemy and Pompey as your master. If you send him away, Pompey might one day take revenge for the insult, and Caesar could resent that you didn't hand him over: the best approach is to call him in and kill him. This way, you’ll do Caesar a favor and have nothing to fear from Pompey." He added with a grin, "Dead men don’t bite."
This advice being approved of, the execution of it was committed to Achillas. In consequence of which he took with him Septimius, who had formerly been one of Pompey's officers, and Salvius, who had also acted under him as a centurion, with three or four assistants, and made up to Pompey's ship, where his principal friends and officers had assembled to see how the affair went on. When they perceived there was nothing magnificent in their reception, nor suitable to the hopes which Theophanes had conceived, but that a few men only in a fishing-boat came to wait upon them, such want of respect appeared a suspicious circumstance, and they advised Pompey, while he was out of the reach of missive weapons, to get out to the main sea.
This advice was approved, and the responsibility for carrying it out was given to Achillas. As a result, he took Septimius, who had previously been one of Pompey's officers, and Salvius, who had also served under him as a centurion, along with three or four assistants, and made his way to Pompey's ship, where his main friends and officers had gathered to see how things were progressing. When they noticed that their reception was neither impressive nor in line with the expectations that Theophanes had set, but rather that only a few men in a fishing boat came to greet them, this lack of respect seemed suspicious. They advised Pompey to head out to the open sea while he was still out of range of projectile weapons.
Meantime, the boat approaching, Septimius spoke first, addressing Pompey in Latin by the title of Imperator. Then Achillas saluted him in Greek, and desired him to come into the boat, because the water was very shallow towards the shore, and a galley must strike upon the sands. At the same time they saw several of the king's ships getting ready, and the shore covered with troops, so that if they would have changed their minds it was then too late; besides, their distrust would have furnished the assassins with a pretence for their injustice. He therefore embraced Cornelia, who lamented his sad exit before it happened; and ordered two centurions, one of his enfranchised slaves, named Philip, and a servant called Scenes, to get into the boat before him. When Achillas had hold of his hand, and he was going to step in himself, he turned to his wife and son, and repeated that verse of Sophocles—
Meantime, as the boat approached, Septimius spoke first, addressing Pompey in Latin as Imperator. Then Achillas greeted him in Greek and asked him to step into the boat because the water was very shallow near the shore, and a ship would hit the sands. At the same time, they saw several of the king's ships getting ready, and the shore was lined with troops, so if they wanted to change their minds, it was already too late; besides, their hesitation would give the assassins a reason for their wrongdoing. He then embraced Cornelia, who mourned his sad departure before it happened, and instructed two centurions, one of his freed slaves named Philip, and a servant named Scenes, to get into the boat ahead of him. When Achillas held his hand and he was about to step in himself, he turned to his wife and son and recited that line from Sophocles—
Seek'st thou a tyrant's door? Then farewell freedom! Though FREE as air before.
Are you looking for a tyrant's door? Then goodbye freedom! Though you were FREE as air before.
These were the last words he spoke to them.
These were the final words he said to them.
As there was a considerable distance between the galley and the shore, and he observed that not a man in the boat showed him the least civility, or even spoke to him, he looked at Septimius, and said, "Methinks, I remember you to have been my fellow-soldier;" but he answered only with a nod, without testifying any regard or friendship. A profound silence again taking place, Pompey took out a paper, in which he had written a speech in Greek that he designed to make to Ptolemy, and amused himself with reading it.
As there was a significant distance between the galley and the shore, and he noticed that no one in the boat showed him any respect or even spoke to him, he looked at Septimius and said, "I think I remember you were my fellow-soldier;" but he only responded with a nod, showing no sign of recognition or friendship. After a deep silence fell again, Pompey took out a paper where he had written a speech in Greek that he planned to deliver to Ptolemy, and kept himself busy reading it.
When they approached the shore, Cornelia, with her friends in the galley, watched the event with great anxiety. She was a little encouraged, when she saw a number of the king's great officers coming down to the strand, in all appearance to receive her husband and do him honor. But the moment Pompey was taking hold of Philip's hand, to raise him with more ease, Septimius came behind, and ran him through the body; after which Salvius and Achillas also drew their swords. Pompey took his robe in both hands and covered his face, and without saying or doing the least thing unworthy of him, submitted to his fate, only uttering a groan, while they despatched him with many blows. He was then just fifty-nine years old, for he was killed the day after his birthday.
When they got close to the shore, Cornelia and her friends in the galley watched the scene with intense worry. She felt a bit relieved when she noticed several of the king's top officials coming down to the beach, seemingly to welcome her husband and show him respect. But just as Pompey was reaching out to take Philip's hand to help him up more easily, Septimius came up from behind and stabbed him in the back. Then Salvius and Achillas pulled out their swords too. Pompey took his robe in both hands and covered his face, and without doing or saying anything disgraceful, he accepted his fate, only letting out a groan as they finished him off with multiple blows. He was just fifty-nine years old, having been killed the day after his birthday.
Cornelia, and her friends in the galley, upon seeing him murdered, gave a shriek that was heard to the shore, and weighed anchor immediately. Their flight was assisted by a brisk gale, as they got out more to sea; so that the Egyptians gave up their design of pursuing them. The murderers having cut off Pompey's head, threw the body out of the boat naked, and left it exposed to all who were desirous of such a sight. Philip stayed till their curiosity was satisfied, and then washed the body with sea-water, and wrapped it in one of his own garments, because he had nothing else at hand. The next thing was to look out for wood for the funeral pile; and casting his eyes over the shore, he spied the old remains of a fishing-boat; which, though not large, would make a sufficient pile for a poor naked body that was not quite entire.
Cornelia and her friends in the galley screamed when they saw him murdered, and they quickly weighed anchor. A strong wind helped them escape further out to sea, causing the Egyptians to abandon their pursuit. After cutting off Pompey's head, the murderers tossed his naked body out of the boat, leaving it exposed for anyone who wanted to see it. Philip stayed until people were done looking, then washed the body with seawater and wrapped it in one of his own garments since that was all he had. Next, he searched for wood for the funeral pyre and spotted the remnants of an old fishing boat on the shore. Although it wasn’t big, it would be enough for a poor naked body that wasn’t completely intact.
While he was collecting the pieces of plank and putting them together, an old Roman, who had made some of his first campaigns under Pompey, came up and said to Philip, "Who are you that are preparing the funeral of Pompey the Great?" Philip answered, "I am his freedman." "But you shall not," said the old Roman, "have this honor entirely to yourself. As a work of piety offers itself, let me have a share in it; that I may not absolutely repent my having passed so many years in a foreign country; but, to compensate many misfortunes, may have the consolation of doing some of the last honors to the greatest general Rome ever produced." In this manner was the funeral of Pompey conducted.
While he was gathering the pieces of wood and putting them together, an old Roman, who had fought in some of his first campaigns with Pompey, approached Philip and said, "Who are you preparing the funeral for Pompey the Great?" Philip replied, "I am his freedman." "But you shouldn't," said the old Roman, "keep this honor all to yourself. Since this task is one of respect, let me have a part in it; so I won’t completely regret spending so many years in a foreign land, and instead, I can find some comfort in paying my last respects to the greatest general Rome ever had." This is how Pompey's funeral was conducted.
Such was the end of Pompey the Great. As for Caesar, he arrived not long after in Egypt, which he found in great disorder. When they came to present the head, he turned from it, and the person that brought it, as a sight of horror. He received the seal, but it was with tears. The device was a lion holding a sword. The two assassins, Achillas and Photinus, he put to death; and the king, being defeated in battle, perished in the river. Theodotus, the rhetorician, escaped the vengeance of Caesar, by leaving Egypt; but he wandered about a miserable fugitive, and was hated wherever he went. At last, Marcus Brutus, who killed Caesar, found the wretch, in his province of Asia, and put him to death, after having made him suffer the most exquisite tortures. The ashes of Pompey were carried to Cornelia, who buried them in his lands near Alba. (Langhorne has well remarked that Pompey has, in all appearance, and in all consideration of his character, had less justice done him by historians than any other man of his time. His popular humanity, his military and political skills, his prudence (which he sometimes unfortunately gave up), his natural bravery and generosity, his conjugal virtues, which (though sometimes impeached) were both naturally and morally great; his cause, which was certainly, in its original interests, the cause of Rome; all these circumstances entitled him to a more distinguished and more respectable character than any of his historians have thought proper to afford him.)
This was the end of Pompey the Great. As for Caesar, he arrived shortly after in Egypt, which he found in chaos. When they presented the head to him, he turned away from it and from the person who brought it, as it was a horrifying sight. He accepted the seal, but with tears in his eyes. The emblem was a lion holding a sword. He executed the two assassins, Achillas and Photinus; the king, defeated in battle, drowned in the river. Theodotus, the rhetorician, escaped Caesar's wrath by fleeing Egypt, but he ended up wandering as a miserable fugitive, hated wherever he went. Eventually, Marcus Brutus, who killed Caesar, found him in his province of Asia and executed him after inflicting the most brutal tortures. The ashes of Pompey were taken to Cornelia, who buried them on her land near Alba. (Langhorne noted that Pompey, considering his character, has been given less justice by historians than any other man of his time. His popular humanity, military and political skills, prudence (which he sometimes regrettably abandoned), natural bravery and generosity, and his marital virtues—though sometimes questioned—were both inherently and morally significant. His cause, which certainly represented the original interests of Rome, all entitled him to a more distinguished and respectable character than any of his historians have felt appropriate to give him.)
THE ENGINES OF ARCHIMEDES FROM THE LIFE OF MARCELLUS
Marcellus now moved with his whole army to Syracuse, and, camping near the wall, proceeded to attack the city both by land and by sea. The land forces were conducted by Appius: Marcellus, with sixty galleys, each with five rows of oars, furnished with all sorts of arms and missiles, and a huge bridge of planks laid upon eight ships chained together, upon which was carried the engine to cast stones and darts, assaulted the walls, relying on the abundance and magnificence of his preparations, and on his own previous glory; all which, however, were, it would seem, but trifles for Archimedes and his machines.
Marcellus now moved his entire army to Syracuse and set up camp near the city walls, launching an attack by both land and sea. The land forces were led by Appius while Marcellus, with sixty galleys each powered by five rows of oars and equipped with all kinds of weapons and projectiles, along with a massive bridge made of planks resting on eight chained ships, which carried the engine for launching stones and darts, assaulted the city walls. He relied on the scale and sophistication of his preparations, as well as his own previous fame; however, these efforts seemed to be insignificant against Archimedes and his machines.
These machines he had designed and contrived, not as matters of any importance, but as mere amusements in geometry; in compliance with King Hiero's desire and request, some little time before, that he should reduce to practice some part of his admirable speculations in science, and by accommodating the theoretical truth to sensation and ordinary use, bring it more within the appreciation of people in general. Eudoxus and Archytas had been the originators of this far-famed and highly prized art of mechanics, which they employed as an elegant illustration of geometrical truths, and as a means of sustaining experimentally, to the satisfaction of the senses, conclusions too intricate for proof by words and diagrams. As, for example, to solve the problem, so often required in constructing geometrical figures, given the two extreme, to find the two mean lines of a proportion, both these mathematicians had recourse to the aid of instruments, adapting to their purpose certain curves and sections of lines. (The 'mesolabes or mesalabium, was the name by which this instrument was commonly known.) But what with Plato's indignation at it, and his invectives against it as the mere corruption and annihilation of the one good of geometry,—which was thus shamefully turning its back upon the unembodied objects of pure intelligence to recur to sensation, and to ask help (not to be obtained without haste subservience and depravation) from matter; so it was that mechanics came to be separated from geometry, and, being repudiated and neglected by philosophers, took its place as a military art. Archimedes, however, in writing to King Hiero, whose friend and near relation he was, had stated, that given the force, any weight might be moved, and even boasted, we are told, relying on the strength of demonstration, that if there were another earth, by going into it he could remove this. Hiero being struck with amazement at this, and entreating him to make good this problem by actual experiment, and show some great weight moved by a small engine, he fixed accordingly upon a ship of burden out of the king's arsenal, which could not be drawn out of the dock without great labor and many men; and, loading her with many passengers and a full freight, sitting himself the while far off, with no great endeavor, but only holding the head of the pulley in his hand and drawing the cord by degrees, he drew the ship in a straight line, as smoothly and evenly as if she had been in the sea. The king, astonished at this, and convinced of the power of the art, prevailed upon Archimedes to make him engines accommodated to all the purposes, offensive and defensive, of a siege. These the king himself never made use of, because he spent almost all his life in a profound quiet, and the highest influence. But the apparatus was, in a most opportune time, ready at hand for the Syracusans, and with it also the engineer himself.
These machines he designed and created were not intended to be significant, but rather simple amusements in geometry. This was in response to King Hiero's earlier request that he put some of his impressive scientific ideas into practice. By adjusting theoretical truth to make it relatable to everyday experiences, he aimed to make it more accessible to the general public. Eudoxus and Archytas were the pioneers of this renowned and esteemed field of mechanics, which they employed as a sophisticated demonstration of geometric truths, allowing for experimental validation of complex conclusions that were too complicated to prove with just words and diagrams. For instance, to address the commonly needed problem in constructing geometric figures—finding the two mean lines of a proportion given the two extremes—both mathematicians utilized instruments, adapting specific curves and line sections for their needs. (The instrument was commonly called the 'mesolabes' or 'mesalabium.') However, due to Plato’s anger regarding this approach, viewing it as a mere degradation of geometry— which he believed should focus solely on pure intellectual concepts rather than relying on sensory experiences—mechanics became distinguished from geometry. Consequently, it was dismissed and overlooked by philosophers, becoming recognized as a military skill. Nevertheless, Archimedes, in a letter to his friend and relative King Hiero, asserted that any weight could be moved with enough force, claiming confidently that if there were another Earth, he could shift this one by moving into it. Amazed, Hiero asked him to demonstrate this problem through a practical experiment, asking to see a heavy weight moved by a small device. He selected a large ship from the king's arsenal, which required considerable effort and many men to move out of the dock. Loading it with numerous passengers and cargo, Archimedes positioned himself far away, effortlessly holding the pulley’s head while gradually pulling the cord, smoothly drawing the ship in a straight line as if it were in water. The king, astonished and convinced of the art's power, persuaded Archimedes to create machines for all the military needs of a siege. However, the king never used these machines himself, as he spent most of his life in peaceful solitude and high influence. Yet, the equipment was readily available for the Syracusans, along with the engineer himself.
When, therefore, the Romans assaulted the walls in two places at once, fear and consternation stupefied the Syracusans, believing that nothing was able to resist that violence and those forces. But when Archimedes began to ply his engines, he at once shot against the land forces all sorts of missile weapons, and immense masses of stone that came down with incredible noise and violence, against which no man could stand; for they knocked down those upon whom they fell, in heaps, breaking all their ranks and files. In the mean time huge poles thrust out from the walls over the ships, sunk some by the great weights which they let down from on high upon them; others they lifted up into the air by an iron hand or beak like a crane's beak, and, when they had drawn them up by the prow, and set them on end upon the poop, they plunged them to the bottom of the sea; or else the ships, drawn by engines within, and whirled about, were dashed against steep rocks that stood jutting out under the walls, with great destruction of the soldiers that were aboard them. A ship was frequently lifted up to a great height in the air (a dreadful thing to behold), and was rolled to and fro, and kept swinging, until the mariners were all thrown out, when at length it was dashed against the rocks, or let fall. In the meantime, Marcellus himself brought up his engine upon the bridge of ships, which was called "Sambuca," from some resemblance it had to an instrument of music, but while it was as yet approaching the wall, there was discharged at it a piece of rock of ten talents' weight, then a second and a third, which, striking upon it with immense force and with a noise like thunder, broke all its foundations to pieces, shook out all its fastenings, and completely dislodged it from the bridge. So Marcellus, doubtful what counsel to pursue, drew off his ships to a safer distance, and sounded a retreat to his forces on land. They then took a resolution of coming up under the walls, if it were possible, in the night; thinking that as Archimedes used ropes stretched at length in playing his engines, the soldiers would now be under the shot, and the darts would, for want of sufficient distance to throw them, fly over their heads without effect. But he, it appeared, had long before framed for such occasion engines accommodated to any distance, and shorter weapons; and had made numerous small openings in the walls, through which, with engines of a shorter range, unexpected blows were inflicted on the assailants. Thus, when they who thought to deceive the defenders came close up to the walls, instantly a shower of darts and other missile weapons was again cast upon them. And when stones came tumbling down perpendicularly upon their heads, and, as it were, the whole wall shot out arrows at them, they retired. And now, again, as they were going off, arrows and darts of a longer range inflicted a great slaughter among them, and their ships were driven one against another; while they themselves were not able to retaliate in any way; for Archimedes had fixed most of his engines immediately under the wall. The Romans, seeing that infinite mischiefs overwhelmed them from no visible means, began to think they were fighting with the gods.
When the Romans attacked the walls in two places at once, fear and panic overwhelmed the Syracusans, who thought that nothing could withstand such violence and force. But when Archimedes started to use his machines, he immediately launched all kinds of projectiles and massive stones that fell with incredible noise and force, which no one could resist; they crushed those underneath them, breaking their lines and formations. Meanwhile, huge poles extended from the walls over the ships, sinking some with the heavy weights they dropped from above; others were lifted into the air by a long iron arm or beak, like a crane’s beak, and when they had hoisted them up by the bow and set them upright on the stern, they plunged them into the sea; or the ships, pulled by machines, were spun around and smashed against the steep rocks protruding from under the walls, causing great destruction to the soldiers aboard. A ship was frequently raised high into the air (a terrifying sight), tossed back and forth, and swung until all the sailors were thrown out, only to be smashed against the rocks or dropped back down. Meanwhile, Marcellus himself brought up his machine on a bridge of ships, called "Sambuca" because it resembled a musical instrument. But as it was approaching the wall, a massive rock weighing ten talents was launched at it, followed by a second and third, which struck it with tremendous force and a sound like thunder, breaking all its supports, shaking loose all its fastenings, and completely dislodging it from the bridge. Marcellus, uncertain what to do, pulled his ships back to a safer distance and ordered a retreat for his ground forces. They decided to try approaching the walls under the cover of night, thinking that since Archimedes used ropes stretched tight to operate his machines, the soldiers would be shielded from the projectile fire, and the darts would fly over their heads without hitting them due to the lack of distance. However, it turned out that he had long prepared machines suitable for various ranges, including shorter weapons, and had made several small openings in the walls through which, with these shorter-range instruments, unexpected blows were inflicted on the attackers. So, when those who thought they could fool the defenders got close to the walls, a rain of darts and other missiles rained down on them again. And when stones started falling straight down onto their heads, as if the entire wall was shooting arrows at them, they retreated. Now, as they were leaving, arrows and long-range darts caused significant casualties among them, and their ships crashed into each other; they were unable to retaliate at all because Archimedes had positioned most of his machines right under the wall. The Romans, seeing that they were suffering terrible losses from invisible forces, began to think they were battling against the gods.
Yet Marcellus escaped unhurt, and, deriding his own artificers and engineers, exclaimed "What! Must we give up fighting with this geometrical Briareus, who plays pitch and toss with our ships, and, with the multitude of darts which he showers at a single moment upon us, really outdoes the hundred-handed giants of mythology?" The rest of the Syracusans were but the body of Archimedes' designs, one soul moving and governing all; for, laying aside all other arms, with his alone they infested the Romans, and protected themselves. In fine, when such terror had seized upon the Romans, that, if they did but see a little rope or a piece of wood from the wall, they instantly cried out, "There it is again! Archimedes is about to let fly another engine at us," and turned their backs and fled, Marcellus desisted from conflicts and assaults, putting all his hope in a long siege. Yet Archimedes possessed so high a spirit, so profound a soul, and such treasures of scientific knowledge, that though these inventions had now obtained him the renown of more than human sagacity, he yet would not deign to leave behind him any commentary or writing on such subjects; but, repudiating as sordid and ignoble the whole trade of engineering, and every sort of art that lends itself to mere use and profit, he placed his whole affection and ambition in those purer speculations where there can be no reference to the vulgar needs of life; studies, the superiority of which to all others is unquestioned, and in which the only doubt can be, whether the beauty and grandeur of the subjects examined, or the precision and cogency of the methods and means of proof, most deserve our admiration. It is not possible to find in all geometry more difficult and intricate questions, or more simple and lucid explanations. Some ascribe this to his natural genius; while others think that incredible effort and toil produced these apparently easy and unlabored results. No amount of investigation of yours would succeed in attaining the proof, and yet, once seen, you immediately believe you would have discovered it; by so smooth and so rapid a path he leads you to the conclusion required. And thus it ceases to be incredible that (as is commonly told of him), the charm of his familiar and domestic Siren made him forget his food and neglect his person, to such a degree that when he was occasionally carried by absolute violence to bathe, or have his body anointed, he used to trace geometrical figures in the ashes of the fire, and diagrams in the oil on his body, being in a state of entire preoccupation, and, in the truest sense, divinely possessed with his love and delight in science. His discoveries were numerous and admirable; and he is said to have requested his friends and relations that when he was dead, they would place over his tomb a cylinder containing a sphere, inscribing it with the ratio of three to two which the containing solid bears to the contained.
Yet Marcellus escaped unharmed, and, mocking his own workers and engineers, exclaimed, "What! Are we really going to stop fighting against this geometrical giant, who tosses our ships around and showers us with so many darts at once that he outdoes the hundred-handed giants of mythology?" The rest of the Syracusans were merely the embodiment of Archimedes' designs, with one spirit moving and guiding them all; for, setting aside all other weapons, they only used his to harass the Romans and defend themselves. In short, when the Romans were so filled with terror that even the sight of a small rope or a piece of wood from the wall made them shout, "There it is again! Archimedes is about to unleash another device on us," they turned and fled. Marcellus stopped fighting and attacking, putting all his hopes in a long siege. Yet Archimedes had such a high spirit, such a deep soul, and a wealth of scientific knowledge that despite these inventions bringing him fame for his almost superhuman intelligence, he wouldn't leave behind any commentary or writings on such topics; instead, dismissing the entire field of engineering and any art aimed solely at practical use and profit as lowly and base, he devoted his entire passion and ambition to those higher studies, which have no connection to the everyday demands of life. The superiority of these pursuits over all others is indisputable, and the only question can be whether the beauty and grandeur of their subjects or the precision and clarity of the methods and proofs deserves more admiration. You won't find any more challenging and intricate questions in all of geometry, or simpler and clearer explanations. Some attribute this to his natural genius; others believe that incredible effort and hard work produced these seemingly effortless results. No amount of investigation on your part would succeed in proving it, yet once you see it, you immediately think you could have discovered it too; he leads you so smoothly and swiftly to the necessary conclusion. And so, it’s not surprising that, as commonly told about him, the allure of his familiar and domestic muse made him forget to eat and neglect his appearance to such an extent that when he was forcibly carried to bathe or have his body anointed, he would draw geometric figures in the ashes of the fire and diagrams in the oil on his body, completely absorbed and, in the truest sense, divinely possessed by his love and joy in science. His discoveries were numerous and remarkable; it's said that he asked his friends and family to place a cylinder with a sphere over his tomb, inscribing it with the ratio of three to two that the surrounding solid bears to the contained one.
DESCRIPTION OF CLEOPATRA FROM THE LIFE OF ANTONY
When Antony was making preparation for the Parthian war, he sent to command Cleopatra to make her personal appearance in Cilicia, to answer the accusation, that she had given great assistance, in the late wars, to Cassius. Dellius, who was sent on this message, had no sooner seen her face, and remarked her adroitness and subtlety in speech, than he felt convinced that Antony would not so much as think of giving any molestation to a woman like this; on the contrary, she would be the first in favor with him. So he set himself at once to pay his court to the Egyptia, and gave her his advice, "to go," in the Homeric style, to Cilicia, "in her best attire," and bade her fear nothing from Antony, the gentlest and the kindest of soldiers. She had some faith in the words of Dellius, but more in her own attractions, which, having formerly recommended her to Caesar and the young Gnaeus Pompey, she did not doubt might prove yet more successful with Antony. Their acquaintance was with her when a girl, young, and ignorant of the world, but she was to meet Antony in the time of life when women's beauty is most splendid, and their intellects are in full maturity, for she was now about twenty-eight years of age. She made great preparation for her journey, of money, gifts, and ornaments of value, such as so wealthy a kingdom might afford, but she brought with her her surest hopes in her own magic arts and charms.
When Antony was getting ready for the Parthian war, he ordered Cleopatra to show up in Cilicia to respond to the accusation that she had given significant support to Cassius during the recent wars. Dellius, who was sent with this message, saw her face and noticed her cleverness and eloquence in conversation, and he became convinced that Antony wouldn’t even consider bothering a woman like her; instead, she would be the one to win his favor. So, he immediately started to charm the Egyptian queen and advised her, “to go,” in the style of Homer, to Cilicia, “in her finest clothes,” and told her not to worry about Antony, who was known to be the gentlest and kindest of soldiers. She believed Dellius to some extent but had even more faith in her own allure, which had previously won her favor with Caesar and the young Gnaeus Pompey, and she was confident it would work even better with Antony. They had known each other when she was a girl, young and naïve, but she was now meeting Antony at a time in life when women’s beauty is at its peak, and their minds are fully developed, as she was now about twenty-eight years old. She made extensive preparations for her journey, gathering money, gifts, and valuable ornaments that a wealthy kingdom could provide, but she brought with her her most reliable hopes in her own enchanting skills and charms.
She received several letters, both from Antony and from his friends, to summon her, but she paid no attention to these orders; and at last, as if in mockery of them, she came sailing up the river Cydnus, in a barge with gilded stern and outspread sails of purple, while oars of silver beat time to the music of flutes and fifes and harps. She herself lay stretched along under a canopy of cloth of gold, dressed as Venus in a picture, and beautiful young boys, like painted Cupids, stood on each side to fan her. Her maids were dressed like Sea Nymphs and Graces, some steering at the rudder, some working at the ropes. The perfumes diffused themselves from the vessel to the shore, which was covered with multitudes, part following the galley up the river on either bank, part running out of the city to see the sight. The market-place was quite emptied, and Antony at last was left alone sitting upon the tribunal; while the word went through all the multitude, that Venus had come to feast with Bacchus, for the common good of Asia. On her arrival, Antony sent to invite her to supper. She thought it fitter he should come to her; so, willing to show his good-humor and courtesy, he complied, and went. He found the preparations to receive him magnificent beyond expression, but nothing so admirable as the great number of lights; for on a sudden there were let down all together so great numbers of branches with lights in them so ingeniously disposed, some in squares, and some in circles, that the whole thing was a spectacle that has seldom been equaled for beauty.
She got several letters, both from Antony and his friends, calling her to come, but she didn’t pay any attention to their requests; and finally, almost as if to mock them, she arrived sailing up the Cydnus River in a barge with a gold-plated stern and purple sails spread wide, while silver oars kept time to the music of flutes, fifes, and harps. She lay stretched out underneath a canopy made of gold cloth, dressed like Venus in a painting, with beautiful young boys, resembling painted Cupids, standing on either side to fan her. Her maids were dressed as Sea Nymphs and Graces, some steering at the rudder, others working the ropes. The scents from the vessel wafted to the shore, which was packed with crowds, some following the boat up the river on either bank, and others rushing out of the city to witness the spectacle. The marketplace was completely empty, and Antony was left sitting alone on the tribunal; meanwhile, word spread through the crowd that Venus had come to join Bacchus for the common good of Asia. Upon her arrival, Antony sent an invitation for her to dinner. She thought it would be better for him to come to her, so, wanting to show his good humor and courtesy, he agreed and went. He found the preparations to welcome him beyond description, but nothing was as impressive as the huge number of lights; suddenly, an immense number of branches with lights were lowered all at once, arranged so cleverly in squares and circles that the overall effect was a sight rarely matched for beauty.
The next day, Antony invited her to supper, and was very desirous to outdo her as well in magnificence as contrivance; but he found he was altogether beaten in both, and was so well convinced of it, that he was himself the first to jest and mock at his poverty of wit, and his rustic awkwardness. She, perceiving that his raillery was broad and gross, and savored more of the soldier than the courtier, rejoined in the same taste, and fell into it at once, without any sort of reluctance or reserve. For her actual beauty, it is said, was not in itself so remarkable that none could be compared with her, or that no one could see her without being struck by it, but the contact of her presence, if you lived with her, was irresistible; the attraction of her person, joining with the charm of her conversation, and the character that attended all she said or did, was something bewitching. It was a pleasure merely to hear the sound of her voice, with which, like an instrument of many strings, she could pass from one language to another; so that there were few of the barbarian nations that she answered by an interpreter; to most of them she spoke herself, as to the Aethiopians, Troglodytes, Hebrews, Arabians, Syrians, Medes, Parthians, and many others, whose language she had learnt; which was all the more surprising, because most of the kings her predecessors scarcely gave themselves the trouble to acquire the Egyptian tongue, and several of them quite abandoned the Macedonian.
The next day, Antony invited her to dinner and was eager to impress her with both elegance and creativity. However, he quickly realized he was completely outclassed in both aspects and was so aware of this that he was the first to joke and poke fun at his lack of wit and his awkwardness. She, noticing that his teasing was crude and had more of a soldier's tone than a courtier's, played along without hesitation or shyness. It’s said that her actual beauty wasn't so extraordinary that no one could compare to her or that no one could encounter her without being taken aback, but rather, being around her was simply irresistible. The combination of her looks, her engaging conversation, and the charm in everything she did or said was truly enchanting. Just hearing her voice was a delight; she could switch effortlessly between languages like a skilled musician playing different tunes. As a result, she spoke directly to many barbarian nations, including the Ethiopians, Troglodytes, Hebrews, Arabians, Syrians, Medes, Parthians, and others, rather than relying on an interpreter. This was particularly surprising because most of the kings before her rarely bothered to learn the Egyptian language, and some even completely abandoned Macedonian.
Antony was so captivated by her that, leaving his troops assembled in Mesopotamia, and ready to enter Syria, he suffered himself to be carried away by her to Alexandria, there to keep holiday, like a boy, in play and diversion, squandering and fooling away in enjoyments that most costly, as Antiphon says, of all valuable, time. They had a sort of company, to which they gave a particular name, calling it that of the "Inimitable Livers." The members entertained one another daily in turn, with an extravagance of expenditure beyond measure or belief. Philotas, a physician of Amphissa, who was at that time a student of medicine in Alexandria, used to tell my grandfather, Lamprias, that, having some acquaintance with one of the royal cooks, he was invited by him, being a young man, to come and see the sumptuous preparations for supper. So he was taken into the kitchen, where he admired the prodigious variety of all things; but particularly, seeing eight wild boars roasting whole, he exclaimed, "Surely you have a great number of guests." The cook laughed at his simplicity, and told him there were not more than twelve to sup, but that every dish was to be served up just roasted to a turn, and if anything was but one minute ill-timed, it was spoiled; "And," said he, "maybe Antony will sup just now, maybe not this hour, maybe he will call for wine, or begin to talk, and will put it off. So that," he continued, "not one, but many suppers must be had in readiness, as it impossible to guess at his hour."
Antony was so taken with her that, leaving his troops gathered in Mesopotamia and ready to head into Syria, he let himself be swept away to Alexandria, where he spent his time like a kid, indulging in fun and entertainment, wasting the most precious thing of all, time, as Antiphon says. They formed a kind of club, which they called the "Inimitable Livers." The members took turns hosting each other with a level of extravagance that was beyond belief. Philotas, a doctor from Amphissa who was studying medicine in Alexandria at the time, told my grandfather, Lamprias, that he had a connection with one of the royal cooks and was invited to see the lavish preparations for supper. So, he was taken into the kitchen, where he was amazed by the incredible variety of dishes; but when he saw eight whole wild boars roasting, he exclaimed, "You must have a lot of guests!" The cook laughed at his naivety and told him there would only be twelve for dinner, but every dish had to be served perfectly roasted, and if anything was even a minute late, it would be ruined. "And," he said, "maybe Antony will join us soon, maybe not for a while, maybe he’ll ask for wine or start chatting, and then put it off. So," he continued, "not just one, but many suppers need to be ready because it’s impossible to predict when he'll show up."
Plato admits four sorts of flattery, but Cleopatra had a thousand. Were Antony serious or disposed to mirth, she had at any moment some new delight or charm to meet his wishes. She played at dice with him, drank with him, hunted with him; and when he exercised in arms, she was there to see. At night she would go rambling with him to disturb and torment people at their doors and windows, dressed like a servant-woman, for Antony also went in servant's disguise, and from these expeditions he often came home very scurvily answered, and sometimes even beaten severely, though most people guessed who it was. It would be trifling without end to be particular in his follies, but his fishing must not be forgotten. He went out one day to angle with Cleopatra, and, being so unfortunate as to catch nothing in the presence of the queen, he gave secret orders to the fishermen to dive under water, and put fishes that had been already taken upon his hooks; and these he drew so fast that the Egyptian perceived it. But, feigning great admiration, she told everybody how dexterous Antony was, and invited them next day to come and see him again. So, when a number of them had come on board the fishing boats, as soon as he had let down his hook, one of her servants was beforehand with his divers, and fixed upon his hook a salted fish from Pontus. Antony, feeling his line give, drew up the prey, and when, as may be imagined, great laughter ensued, Cleopatra said, "Leave the fishing-rod, general, to us poor sovereigns of Pharos and Canopus; your game is cities, provinces, and kingdoms."
Plato talks about four types of flattery, but Cleopatra had a thousand. Whether Antony was serious or in a playful mood, she always had a new delight or charm to cater to his desires. She played dice with him, drank with him, and went hunting with him; and whenever he trained with weapons, she was there to watch. At night, she would wander around with him, disturbing and teasing people at their doors and windows, disguised as a servant. Antony also dressed as a servant, and after these outings, he often returned home in bad shape, sometimes even badly beaten, although most people figured out who it was. Listing all his foolishness would be endless, but his fishing attempt shouldn't be overlooked. One day, he went fishing with Cleopatra, and since he couldn't catch anything in front of the queen, he secretly instructed the fishermen to dive underneath and place fish he had already caught on his hooks. He pulled them up so quickly that Cleopatra noticed. However, pretending to be impressed, she told everyone how skilled Antony was and invited them to come watch him again the next day. So, when a group arrived at the fishing boats, as soon as he cast his line, one of her servants got ahead of his divers and attached a salted fish from Pontus to his hook. When Antony felt a tug on his line, he reeled it in, and as you can imagine, everyone burst into laughter. Cleopatra said, "Leave the fishing rod to us poor rulers of Pharos and Canopus; your targets are cities, provinces, and kingdoms."
ANECDOTES FROM THE LIFE OF AGESILAUS, KING OF SPARTA
Agesilaus is said to have been a little man, of a contemptible presence; but the goodness of his humor, and his constant cheerfulness and playfulness of temper, always free from anything of moroseness or haughtiness, made him more attractive, even to his old age, than the most beautiful and youthful men of the nation. Theophrastus writes, that the Ephors laid a fine upon Archidamus for marrying a little wife, "For," said they, "she will bring us a race of kinglets, instead of kings."
Agesilaus was considered to be a small man with an unimpressive appearance; however, his good-natured humor and constant cheerfulness and playfulness, always devoid of any gloominess or arrogance, made him more appealing, even into old age, than the most handsome and youthful men of the nation. Theophrastus writes that the Ephors fined Archidamus for marrying a short wife, saying, "Because she will give us a line of petty kings instead of true kings."
Agesilaus was excessively fond of his children; and it is to him the story belongs, that when they were little ones, he used to make a horse of a stick, and ride with them; and being caught at this sport by a friend, he desired him not to mention it, till he himself should be the father of children.
Agesilaus really loved his kids; and it's said that when they were young, he would turn a stick into a horse and ride around with them. When a friend caught him doing this, he asked him not to bring it up until he became a father himself.
When the Mantineans revolted from Thebes to Sparta, and Epaminondas understood that Agesilaus had come to their assistance with a powerful army, he privately in the night quitted his quarters at Tegea, and unknown to the Mantineans, passing by Agesilaus, marched toward Sparta, insomuch that he failed very little of taking it empty and unarmed. Agesilaus had intelligence sent him by Euthynus, the Thespian, as Callisthenes says, but Xenophon says by a Cretan, and immediately despatched a horseman to Lacedaemon, to apprise them of it, and to let them know that he was hastening to them. Shortly after his arrival the Thebans crossed the Eurotas. They made an assault upon the town, and were received by Agesilaus with great courage, and with exertions beyond what was to be expected at his years. For he did not now fight with that caution and cunning which he formerly made use of, but put all upon a desperate push; which, though not his usual method, succeeded so well, that he rescued the city out of the very hands of Epaminondas, and forced him to retire, and, at the erection of a trophy, was able, in the presence of their wives and children, to declare that the Lacedaemonians had nobly paid their debt to their country, and particularly his son Archidamus, who had that day made himself illustrious, both by his courage and agility of body, rapidly passing about by the short lanes to every endangered point, and everywhere maintaining the town against the enemy with but few to help him. Isadas, too, the son of Phoebidas, must have been, I think, the admiration of the enemy as well as of his friends. He was a youth of remarkable beauty and stature, in the very flower of the most attractive time of life, when the boy is just rising into the man. He had no arms upon him, and scarcely clothes; he had just anointed himself at home, when, upon the alarm, without further waiting, in that undress, he snatched a spear in one hand, and a sword in the other, and broke his way through the combatants to the enemies, striking at all he met. He received no wound, whether it were that a special divine care rewarded his valor with an extraordinary protection, or whether his shape being so large and beautiful, and his dress so unusual, they thought him more than a man. The Ephors gave him a garland; but as soon as they had done so, they fined him a thousand drachma, for going out to battle unarmed.
When the people of Mantinea rebelled against Thebes and sought help from Sparta, Epaminondas learned that Agesilaus had come to their aid with a strong army. Under the cover of night, he secretly left his camp at Tegea and, unbeknownst to the Mantineans, bypassing Agesilaus, marched toward Sparta, almost managing to catch it empty and unarmed. Agesilaus received word from Euthynus, the Thespian, according to Callisthenes, while Xenophon claims it was from a Cretan. He quickly sent a horseman to Lacedaemon to inform them and let them know he was on his way. Shortly after he arrived, the Thebans crossed the Eurotas River. They attacked the town and were met with great courage by Agesilaus, who fought with an energy beyond what was expected at his age. Instead of relying on his usual caution and cunning, he went for a bold, all-out assault; unexpectedly, this approach worked, and he managed to save the city from Epaminondas’s grasp, forcing him to retreat. While erecting a trophy, Agesilaus could proudly announce, in front of their wives and children, that the Lacedaemonians had honorably fulfilled their duty to their country, especially his son Archidamus, who distinguished himself that day with his bravery and quickness, swiftly moving through narrow streets to defend vulnerable spots, holding off the enemy with only a few supporting him. Isadas, the son of Phoebidas, also stood out and was admired by both friends and foes. He was a remarkably handsome and tall young man, at that perfect age when a boy transitions into manhood. He wore no armor and hardly any clothes; he had just oiled himself at home when the alarm sounded. Without waiting, in that informal attire, he grabbed a spear in one hand and a sword in the other, fighting his way through the melee to the enemies, striking at everyone in his path. Remarkably, he didn’t get wounded, whether due to divine protection rewarding his bravery or because his large and striking figure in such unusual clothing made them perceive him as more than just a man. The Ephors gave him a garland in recognition, but soon after, they fined him a thousand drachmas for going into battle unarmed.
THE BROTHERS FROM THE LIFE OF TIMOLEON
Timoleon had an older brother, whose name was Timophanes, who was every way unlike him, being indiscreet and rash and infected by the suggestions of some friends and foreign soldiers, whom he kept always about him, with a passion for absolute power. He seemed to have a certain force and vehemence in all military service, and even to delight in dangers, and thus he took much with the people, and was advanced to the highest charges as a vigorous and effective warrior; in the obtaining of which offices and promotions Timoleon much assisted him, helping to conceal or at least to extenuate his errors, embellishing by his praise whatever was commendable in him, and setting off his good qualities to the best advantage.
Timoleon had an older brother named Timophanes, who was completely different from him. Timophanes was reckless and impulsive, influenced by some friends and foreign soldiers who were always around him, driven by a desire for absolute power. He seemed to possess a certain energy and intensity in military service and even seemed to thrive on danger, which made him popular with the people. As a result, he rose to the highest ranks as a strong and effective warrior. Timoleon played a significant role in helping him achieve these positions and promotions, assisting in hiding or at least downplaying his mistakes, praising whatever was admirable about him, and highlighting his good qualities in the best light.
It happened once in the battle fought by the Corinthians against the forces of Argos and Cleonae, that Timoleon served among the infantry, when Timophanes, commanding their cavalry, was brought into extreme danger; for his horse being wounded fell forward, and threw him headlong amidst the enemies, while part of his companions dispersed at once in a panic, and the small number that remained, bearing up against a great multitude, had much ado to maintain any resistance. As soon, therefore, as Timoleon was aware of the accident, he ran hastily to his brother's rescue, and covering the fallen Timophanes with his buckler, after having received an abundance of darts and several strokes by the sword upon his body and his armor, he at length with much difficulty obliged the enemies to retire, and brought off his brother alive and safe. But when the Corinthians, for fear of losing their city a second time, as they had once before, by admitting their allies, made a decree to maintain four hundred mercenaries for its security, and gave Timophanes the command over them, he, abandoning all regard for honor and equity, at once proceeded to put into execution his plans for making himself absolute, and bringing the place under his own power; and having cut off many principal citizens, uncondemned and without trial, who were most likely to hinder his design, he declared himself tyrant of Corinth; a procedure that infinitely afflicted Timoleon, to whom the wickedness of such a brother appeared to be his own reproach and calamity. He undertook to persuade him by reasoning to desist from that wild and unhappy ambition, and bethink himself how he could make the Corinthians some amends, and find out an expedient to remedy the evils he had done them. When his single admonition was rejected and contemned by him, he made a second attempt, taking with him Aeschylus his kinsman, brother to the wife of Timophanes, and a certain diviner, that was his friend, whom Theopompus in his history calls Satyrus. This company coming to his brother, all three of them surrounded and earnestly importuned him upon the same subject, that now at length he would listen to reason and be of another mind. But when Timophanes began first to laugh at the men's simplicity, and presently broke out into rage and indignation against them, Timoleon stepped aside from him and stood weeping with his face covered, while the other two, drawing out their swords, despatched him in a moment.
It once happened during a battle between the Corinthians and the forces of Argos and Cleonae that Timoleon was serving in the infantry. Timophanes, who was in charge of the cavalry, found himself in serious trouble when his horse got injured, fell forward, and threw him into the midst of the enemy. Some of his companions panicked and fled, and the few who stayed behind struggled to hold their ground against a much larger force. As soon as Timoleon realized what had happened, he rushed to his brother's aid, covering fallen Timophanes with his shield. Despite taking numerous blows from darts and swords on his body and armor, he eventually managed, with great difficulty, to force the enemies to retreat and brought his brother back alive and safe. However, when the Corinthians, fearing a second loss of their city as they had before by accepting their allies, decided to keep four hundred mercenaries for protection, giving command to Timophanes, he disregarded any sense of honor or justice, moving forward with his plans to gain absolute power and take control of the city. He executed many prominent citizens, without trial or judgment, who posed a threat to his scheme and declared himself the tyrant of Corinth. This deeply troubled Timoleon, who felt that his brother's wickedness was a reflection of his own shame and misfortune. He tried to reason with him to abandon his reckless ambition, urging him to think about how he could make amends to the Corinthians and find a way to fix the harm he had caused. When his first attempt at advice was rejected, he made a second effort, bringing along Aeschylus, a relative and brother of Timophanes’ wife, and a diviner friend known as Satyrus, according to Theopompus' history. This group approached Timophanes and together they pleaded with him to consider their words and change his mind. However, when Timophanes first laughed at their naivety and then erupted into anger against them, Timoleon stepped back, weeping with his face covered, while the other two drew their swords and killed him in an instant.
When the rumor of this act was spread about, the better and more generous of the Corinthians highly applauded Timoleon for the hatred of wrong and the greatness of soul that had made him, though of a gentle disposition and full of love and kindness for his family, think the obligations to his country stronger than the ties of consanguinity, and prefer that which is good and just before gain and interest and his own particular advantage. For the same brother, who with so much bravery had been saved by him when he fought valiantly in the cause of Corinth, he had now as nobly sacrificed for enslaving her afterward by a base and treacherous usurpation. But when he came to understand how heavily his mother took it, and that she likewise uttered the saddest complaints and most terrible imprecations against him, he went to satisfy and comfort her, but he found that she would not endure so much as to look upon him, but caused her doors to be shut that he might have no admission into her presence, and with grief at this he grew so disordered in mind and disconsolate, that he determined to put an end to his perplexity with his life, by abstaining from all manner of sustenance. But through the care and diligence of his friends, who were very persistent with him, and added force to their entreaties, he promised at last that he would endure living, provided it might be in solitude, and remote from company; so that, quitting all civil transactions and commerce with the world, for a long while after his first retirement he never came into Corinth, but wandered up and down the fields, full of anxious and tormenting thoughts, and for almost twenty years did not offer to concern himself in any honorable or public action.
When the news of this act spread, the more decent and generous people of Corinth praised Timoleon for the strong sense of right and noble character that led him, despite being gentle and loving toward his family, to prioritize his duty to his country over family ties. He chose what was good and just over personal gain and self-interest. The same brother, whom he bravely saved during a fight for Corinth, he now nobly sacrificed for the sake of freeing the city from a shameful and deceitful takeover. However, when he realized how deeply this affected his mother and that she expressed her sorrow and harsh curses against him, he went to comfort her. But she wouldn't even look at him and had her doors shut to keep him away. This heartbreak caused him to become so troubled and desolate that he decided to end his suffering by refusing to eat. Yet, thanks to the care and persistence of his friends, who urged him forcefully, he eventually agreed to live on, as long as he could do so in solitude and away from others. After that, he avoided all public engagements and business with the world, not entering Corinth for a long time, instead wandering through the fields with anxious and tormenting thoughts, and for nearly twenty years, he refrained from participating in any honorable or public affairs.
THE WOUND OF PHILOPOEMEN
Cleomenes, king of the Lacedaemonians, surprised Megalopolis by night, forced the guards, broke in, and seized the market-place.
Cleomenes, king of the Spartans, surprised Megalopolis at night, overpowered the guards, broke in, and took control of the market.
Awhile after, king Antigonus coming down to succor the Achaeans, they marched with their united forces against Cleomenes; who, having seized the avenues, lay advantageously posted on the hills of Sellasia. Antigonus drew up close by him, with a resolution to force him in his strength. Philopoemen, with his citizens, was that day placed among the horse, next to the Illyrian foot, a numerous body of bold fighters, who completed the line of battle, forming, together with the Achaeans, the reserve. Their orders were to keep their ground, and not engage till they should see a red coat lifted up on the point of a spear from the other wing, where the king fought in person. The Achaeans obeyed their order and stood fast; but the Illyrians were led on by their commanders to the attack. Euclidas, the brother of Cleomenes; seeing the foot thus severed from the horse, detached the best of his light-armed men, commanding them to wheel about and charge the unprotected Illyrians in the rear. This charge put things into confusion, and Philopoemen, considering that those light-armed men could be easily repelled, went first to the king's officers to make them sensible of what the occasion required. But when they did not mind what he said, slighting him as a hare-brained fellow (as indeed he was not yet of any repute sufficient to give credit to a proposal of such importance). he charged with his own citizens, and at the first encounter disordered, and soon after put the troops to flight with great slaughter. Then, to encourage the king's army further, to bring them all upon the enemy while he was in confusion, he quitted his horse, and fighting with extreme difficulty in his heavy horseman's dress, in rough, uneven ground, full of water-courses and hollows, had both his thighs struck through with a thonged javelin. It was thrown with great force, so that the head came out on the other side, and made a severe though not a mortal wound. There he stood awhile, as if he had been shackled, unable to move. The fastening which joined the thong to the javelin made it difficult to get it drawn out, nor would anybody about him venture to do it. But the fight being now at the hottest, and likely to be quickly decided, he was transported with the desire of partaking in it, and struggled and strained so violently, setting one leg forward, the other back, that at last he broke the shaft in two, and thus got the pieces pulled out. Being in this manner set at liberty he caught up his sword, and running through the midst of those who were fighting in the first ranks, animated his men, and set them afire with emulation. Antigonus, after the victory, asked the Macedonians, to try them, how it happened that the cavalry had charged without orders before the signal? and when they answered that they were forced to it against their wills by a young man of Megalopolis, who had fallen in before it was time, Antigonus replied, smiling, "That young man acted like an experienced commander."
A while later, King Antigonus came down to help the Achaeans, and they marched together with their combined forces against Cleomenes, who had taken control of the passes and was positioned advantageously on the hills of Sellasia. Antigonus set up camp nearby, determined to confront him despite his strong position. Philopoemen, along with his citizens, was placed that day among the cavalry, next to the Illyrian infantry, a large group of brave fighters, completing the battle line and forming, along with the Achaeans, the reserve. Their orders were to hold their position and not engage until they saw a red coat raised on the tip of a spear from the other wing, where the king was fighting personally. The Achaeans followed their orders and stood firm; however, the Illyrians were led into battle by their commanders. Euclidas, Cleomenes' brother, noticing the infantry separated from the cavalry, sent his best light-armed troops to turn around and attack the vulnerable Illyrians from behind. This assault caused chaos, and Philopoemen realized that those light-armed men could be easily repelled. He first went to the king's officers to inform them of the situation, but when they ignored him, dismissing him as reckless—since he wasn't yet prominent enough to be taken seriously—he charged in with his own citizens. In the first clash, they disrupted the enemy and soon put their troops to flight with heavy casualties. To encourage the king's army even further and capitalize on the enemy’s confusion, he dismounted and, struggling in his heavy cavalry gear on the rough, uneven ground filled with streams and dips, was struck in both thighs by a thonged javelin. It was thrown with great force, piercing through and creating a painful but not fatal wound. He stood there for a moment, as if frozen, unable to move. The attachment of the thong to the javelin made it hard to pull out, and no one around him dared to help. But as the battle heated up and seemed about to conclude quickly, he was filled with the urge to join in and fought to remove it, pushing one leg forward and the other back, eventually breaking the shaft in two and managing to pull out the pieces. Now free, he grabbed his sword and charged into the fray, inspiring his men and igniting their competitive spirit. After the victory, Antigonus asked the Macedonians, wanting to test them, why the cavalry had charged without orders before the signal was given. When they answered that they had been compelled to do so by a young man from Megalopolis who had charged in early, Antigonus smiled and replied, “That young man acted like a seasoned commander.”
A ROMAN TRIUMPH FROM THE LIFE OF PAULUS AEMILIUS
Paulus Aemilius, advanced in years, being nearly threescore, yet vigorous in his own person, and rich in valiant sons and sons-in-law, besides a great number of influential relations and friends, all of whom joined in urging him to yield to the desires of the people, who called him to the consulship. He at first manifested some shyness of the people, and withdrew himself from their importunity, professing reluctance to hold office; but, when they daily came to his doors, urging him to come forth to the place of election, and pressing him with noise and clamor, he acceded to their request. When he appeared amongst the candidates, it did not look as if it were to sue for the consulship, but to bring victory and success, that he came down into the Campus; with such hopes and such gladness did they all receive him there, unanimously choosing him a second time consul; nor would they suffer the lots to be cast, as was usual, to determine which province should fall to his share, but immediately decreed him the command of the Macedonian war. It is told, that when he had been proclaimed general against Perseus, and was honorably accompanied home by great numbers of people, he found his daughter Tertia, a very little girl, weeping, and taking her to him asked her why she was crying. She, catching him about the neck and kissing him, said, "O father, do you not know that Perseus is dead?" meaning a little dog of that name who had been brought up in the house with her; to which Aemilius replied, "Good fortune, my daughter; I embrace the omen." Thus Cicero, the orator, relates in his book on divination.
Paulus Aemilius, advanced in years, nearly sixty, yet still energetic and wealthy in strong sons and sons-in-law, along with many influential relatives and friends, all of whom urged him to give in to the wishes of the people who wanted him to be consul. At first, he showed some reluctance toward the people and withdrew from their insistence, claiming he was unwilling to hold office; however, when they came to his house daily, pressing him to step forward to the election, and surrounding him with noise and commotion, he agreed to their request. When he showed up among the candidates, it didn’t seem like he was there to seek the consulship, but rather to bring victory and success, as everyone gathered there welcomed him with such hope and joy that they unanimously elected him consul for a second time; they wouldn’t even allow the usual drawing of lots to decide which province he would command but immediately assigned him to lead the Macedonian war. It’s said that when he was proclaimed general against Perseus and was honorably escorted home by a large crowd, he found his young daughter Tertia crying, and when he picked her up and asked why she was upset, she hugged him and kissed him, saying, "Oh father, don’t you know that Perseus is dead?" meaning her little dog of that name who had been raised in their home. Aemilius replied, "Good fortune, my daughter; I embrace the omen." Thus, Cicero, the orator, shares in his book about divination.
The triumph of Aemilius over Perseus was performed in this manner.
The victory of Aemilius over Perseus happened like this.
The people erected scaffolds in the Forum, in the circuses, as they call their buildings, for horse-races, and in all other parts of the city where they could best behold the show. The spectators were clad in white garments; all the temples were open, and full of garlands and perfumes; the ways were cleared and kept open by numerous officers, who drove back all who crowded into or ran across the main avenue. This triumph lasted three days. On the first, which was scarcely long enough for the sight, were to be seen the statues, pictures, and colossal images, which were taken from the enemy, drawn upon two hundred and fifty chariots. On the second, was carried in a great many wagons the finest and richest armor of the Macedonians, both of brass and steel, all newly polished and glittering; the pieces of which were piled up and arranged purposely with the greatest art, so as to seem to be tumbled in heaps carelessly and by chance; helmets were thrown upon shields, coats of mail upon greaves; Cretan targets, and Thracian bucklers and quivers of arrows, lay huddled amongst horses' bits, and through these there appeared the points of naked swords, intermixed with long Macedonian sarissas. All these arms were fastened together with just so much looseness that they struck against one another as they were drawn along, and made a harsh and alarming noise, so that, even as spoils of a conquered enemy, they could not be beheld without dread. After these wagons loaded with armor, there followed three thousand men who carried the silver that was coined, in seven hundred and fifty vessels, each of which weighed three talents, and was carried by four men. Others brought silver bowls and goblets and cups, all disposed in such order as to make the best show, and all curious as well for their size as the solidity of their embossed work.
The people set up scaffolds in the Forum, in the stadiums, as they call their buildings for horse racing, and in every other part of the city where they could see the event best. The spectators wore white clothes; all the temples were open, adorned with garlands and perfumes; the roads were cleared and kept open by many officers, who pushed back anyone who crowded into or ran across the main avenue. This celebration lasted three days. On the first day, which was barely long enough to see everything, they displayed the statues, pictures, and large images taken from the enemy, all pulled on two hundred and fifty chariots. On the second day, a large number of wagons carried the finest and richest armor of the Macedonians, made of both brass and steel, all newly polished and shining; the pieces were stacked and arranged with such skill that they looked casually thrown together. Helmets were tossed on shields, suits of armor on greaves; Cretan shields and Thracian bucklers and quivers of arrows lay mixed among horse bits, and through these, the tips of naked swords peeked out, mixed with long Macedonian sarissas. All these weapons were tied together just loosely enough that they clanked against each other as they were pulled along, making a harsh and unsettling noise, so that, as spoils from a defeated enemy, they were not easily looked at without fear. After these wagons filled with armor, three thousand men followed carrying the silver coins, organized in seven hundred and fifty vessels, each weighing three talents and carried by four men. Others brought silver bowls, goblets, and cups, all arranged to look their best, notable for both their size and the craftsmanship of their embossed designs.
On the third day, early in the morning, first came the trumpeters, who did not sound as they were wont in a procession or solemn entry, but such a charge as the Romans use when they encourage the soldiers to fight. Next followed young men wearing frocks with ornamented borders, who led to the sacrifice a hundred and twenty stalled oxen, with their horns gilded, and their heads adorned with ribbons and garlands; and with these were boys that carried basins for libation, of silver and gold. After this was brought the gold coin, which was divided into vessels that weighed three talents, like those that contained the silver; they were in number seventy-seven. These were followed by those that brought the consecrated bowl which Aemilius had caused to be made, that weighed ten talents, and was set with precious stones. Then were exposed to view the cups of Antigonus and Seleucus, and those of the Thericlean make (Thericles, according to the more probable supposition, was a Corinthian potter: the first maker of a particular kind of cup, which long continued to bear his name.) and all the gold plate that was used at Perseus' table. Next to these came Perseus' chariot, in which his armor was placed, and on that his diadem. And, after a little intermission, the king's children were led captives, and with them a train of their attendants, masters, and teachers, all shedding tears, and stretching out their hands to the spectators, and making the children themselves also beg and entreat their compassion. There were two sons and a daughter whose tender age made them but little sensible of the greatness of their misery, which very insensibility of their condition rendered it the more deplorable; insomuch that Perseus himself was scarcely regarded as he went along, whilst pity fixed the eyes of the Romans upon the infants; many of them could not forbear tears, and all beheld the sight with a mixture of sorrow and pleasure, until the children had passed.
On the third day, early in the morning, first came the trumpeters, who played not as they usually would in a procession or formal entry, but with a rallying call like the Romans use to motivate their soldiers to fight. Next came young men wearing decorated robes, leading a hundred and twenty stall-fed oxen, their horns gilded, and their heads adorned with ribbons and garlands; along with them were boys carrying basins for libations made of silver and gold. After this, they brought forward the gold coin, which was divided into vessels weighing three talents each, similar to the silver ones; there were seventy-seven in total. Following this were those carrying the consecrated bowl that Aemilius had commissioned, which weighed ten talents and was set with precious stones. Then came the cups of Antigonus and Seleucus, as well as those of the Thericlean style (Thericles, according to the more likely theory, was a Corinthian potter: the first maker of a specific type of cup that continued to carry his name for a long time) along with all the gold tableware used at Perseus' table. Next was Perseus' chariot, in which his armor was placed, along with his diadem. After a brief pause, the king's children were brought in as captives, accompanied by a retinue of their attendants, tutors, and teachers, all weeping and reaching out their hands to the spectators, causing the children to beg and plead for compassion. There were two sons and a daughter whose young age made them less aware of the extent of their misery, and this very insensitivity to their plight made it even more heartbreaking; as a result, Perseus himself was hardly noticed as he passed by, while the eyes of the Romans were drawn to the children; many could not hold back tears, and all watched the scene with a mix of sorrow and relief until the children had moved on.
After his children and their attendants came Perseus himself, clad all in black, and wearing the boots of his country; and looking like one altogether stunned and deprived of reason, through the greatness of his misfortunes. Next followed a great company of his friends and familiars, whose countenances were disfigured with grief, and who let the spectators see, by their tears and their continual looking upon Perseus, that it was his fortune they so much lamented, and that they were regardless of their own. Perseus sent to Aemilius to entreat that he might not be led in pomp, but be left out of the triumph; who, deriding, as was but just, his cowardice and fondness of life, sent him this answer, that as for that, it had been before, and was now, in his own power; giving him to understand that the disgrace could be avoided by death; which the faint-hearted man not having the spirit for, and made effeminate by I know not what hopes, allowed himself to appear as a part of his own spoils. After these were carried four hundred crowns, all made of gold, sent from the cities by their respective deputations to Aemilius, in honor of his victory. Then he himself came, seated on a chariot magnificently adorned (a man well worthy to be looked at, even without these ensigns of power), dressed in a robe of purple, interwoven with gold, and holding a laurel branch in his right hand. All the army, in like manner, with boughs of laurel in their hands, divided into their bands and companies, followed the chariot of their commander; some singing verses, according to the usual custom, mingled with raillery; others, songs of triumph, and the praise of Aemilius's deeds; who, indeed, was admired and accounted happy by all men, and unenvied by every one that was good; except so far as it seems the province of some god to lessen that happiness which is too great and inordinate, and so to mingle the affairs of human life that no one should be entirely free from calamities; but, as we read in Homer*, only those should think themselves truly blessed to whom fortune has given an equal share of good and evil.
After his children and their attendants came Perseus himself, dressed all in black and wearing boots from his homeland; he looked completely stunned and out of sorts due to the weight of his misfortunes. Next came many of his friends and associates, their faces marked by grief, visibly expressing their sorrow through tears and their constant gazes at Perseus, showing that they mourned his fate while ignoring their own. Perseus sent a message to Aemilius asking to be excluded from the grand procession and not to be led in triumph. Aemilius, rightly mocking his cowardice and love of life, replied that this was something Perseus could have changed before and could change now. He implied that disgrace could be avoided by death, which the cowardly man lacked the courage to face, and was softened by some vague hopes, allowing himself to appear as part of his own spoils. After this, four hundred gold crowns were carried, sent by delegations from the cities to Aemilius in honor of his victory. Then he himself arrived, seated on a richly decorated chariot (a man truly worth looking at, even without symbols of power), dressed in a purple robe woven with gold, holding a laurel branch in his right hand. The entire army, similarly holding laurel branches, divided into their units and followed their commander’s chariot; some singing verses, in line with tradition, mixed with playful banter, while others sang triumph songs and praised Aemilius’s achievements. He was indeed admired and considered fortunate by everyone, and no one who was good envied him; except perhaps due to some divine will that diminishes great happiness, mixing the conditions of human life so that no one is entirely free from hardships. But, as we read in Homer*, only those who fortune has given a fair share of good and bad should consider themselves truly blessed.
* "Grief is useless; cease to lament," Achilles to Priam, his suppliant for the body of Hecor. "For thus have the gods appointed for mortal men; that they should live in vexation, while the gods themselves are untroubled. Two vessels are set upon the threshold of Zeus, of the gifts that he dispenses; one of evil things, the other of good; he who receives from both at the hand of thundering Zeus, meets at one time with evil, and at another with good; he who receives from only one, is a miserable wretch."
* "Grief is pointless; stop mourning," Achilles told Priam, who was pleading for Hector's body. "This is how the gods have arranged things for humans; we live in distress, while the gods themselves are unbothered. Two jars are placed at the door of Zeus, filled with what he gives; one with terrible things, the other with good. Anyone who receives from both from thunderous Zeus experiences both bad and good at different times; but those who receive from only one are truly unfortunate."
THE NOBLE CHARACTER OF CAIUS FABRICIUS FROM THE LIFE OF PYRRHUS
Caius Fabricius, a man of highest consideration among the Romans as an honest man and a good soldier, but extremely poor, went upon an embassy to Pyrrhus to treat about prisoners that had been taken. Pyrrhus received him with much kindness, and privately would have persuaded him to accept of his gold, not for any evil purpose, but as a mark of respect and hospitable kindness. Upon Fabricius's refusal, he pressed him no further, but the next day, having a mind to discompose him, as he had never seen an elephant before, he commanded one of the largest, completely armed, to be placed behind the hangings, as they were talking together. This being done, at a given signal the hanging was drawn aside, and the elephant, raising his trunk over the head of Fabricius, made a horrid and ugly noise. He gently turned about and, smiling, said to Pyrrhus, "neither your money yesterday, nor this beast today make any impression upon me." At supper, amongst all sorts of things that were discoursed of, but more particularly Greece and the philosophers there, Cineas, by accident, had occasion to speak of Epicurus, and explained the opinions his followers hold about the gods and the commonwealth, and the object of life, who place the chief happiness of man in pleasure, and decline public affairs as an injury and disturbance of a happy life, and remove the gods afar off both from kindness or anger, or any concern for us at all, to a life wholly without business and flowing in pleasures. Before he had done speaking, Fabricius cried out to Pyrrhus, "O Hercules! may Pyrrhus and the Samnites entertain themselves with this sort of opinions as long as they are at war with us." Pyrrhus, admiring the wisdom and gravity of the man, was the more transported with desire to make friendship instead of war with the city, and entreated him, personally, after the peace should be concluded, to accept of living with him as the chief of his ministers and generals. Fabricius answered quietly, "Sir, this will not be for your advantage, for they who now honor and admire you, when they have had experience of me, will rather choose to be governed by me, than by you." And Pyrrhus received his answer without any resentment or tyrannic passion; nay, among his friends he highly commended the great mind of Fabricius, and intrusted the prisoners to him alone, on condition that if the senate should not vote a peace, after they had conversed with their friends and celebrated the festival of Saturn, they should be remanded. And, accordingly, they were sent back after the holidays; death being decreed for any that stayed behind.
Caius Fabricius, a highly respected figure among the Romans for his honesty and strength as a soldier but also very poor, was sent on a mission to Pyrrhus to discuss the captured prisoners. Pyrrhus welcomed him warmly and secretly tried to persuade him to accept some gold, not for any bad reason, but as a sign of respect and hospitality. When Fabricius declined, Pyrrhus didn’t press him further. However, the next day, wanting to unsettle him, since Fabricius had never seen an elephant before, he had one of the largest elephants, fully armored, placed behind a curtain while they were talking. At a given signal, the curtain was pulled aside, and the elephant raised its trunk above Fabricius's head, making a dreadful noise. He calmly turned around and smiled at Pyrrhus, saying, "Neither your gold yesterday nor this beast today affects me." At dinner, various topics were discussed, particularly Greece and its philosophers. By chance, Cineas began talking about Epicurus and explained his followers’ beliefs about the gods, the state, and the purpose of life, asserting that happiness comes from pleasure and that public affairs are a hindrance to a happy life. They believed the gods were distant and unconcerned about humanity, promoting a life focused solely on enjoyment. Before Cineas finished speaking, Fabricius interrupted Pyrrhus, exclaiming, "Oh Hercules! May Pyrrhus and the Samnites hold onto these beliefs as long as they are at war with us." Pyrrhus, impressed by Fabricius's wisdom and seriousness, became even more eager to pursue peace instead of war with the city. He invited Fabricius to live with him as one of his top ministers and generals once peace was established. Fabricius replied calmly, "Sir, that wouldn’t be in your best interest, because those who currently admire you will, after knowing me, prefer to be governed by me rather than by you." Pyrrhus accepted this response without anger or tyrannical reactions; instead, he praised Fabricius's strong character among his friends and entrusted the prisoners to him alone, on the condition that if the senate refused to agree to peace after consulting their allies and celebrating the festival of Saturn, the prisoners would be sent back. Accordingly, the prisoners were returned after the holidays, with the penalty of death for anyone who remained.
After this, when Fabricius had taken the consulate, a person came with a letter to the camp written by the king's principal physician, offering to take Pyrrhus off by poison, and so end the war without further hazard to the Romans, if he might have a reward proportional to his service. Fabricius, despising the villany of the man, and disposing the other consul to the same opinion, sent despatches immediately to Pyrrhus to caution him against the treason. His letter was to this effect: "Caius Fabricius and Quintus Aemilius, consuls of the Romans, to Pyrrhus the king, health. You seem to have made a bad judgement both of your friends and your enemies; you will understand by reading this letter sent to us, that you are at war with honest men, and trust villains and knaves. Nor do we disclose this out of any favor to you, but lest your ruin might bring a reproach upon us, as if we had ended the war by treachery because not able to do it by force." When Pyrrhus had read the letter, and made inquiry into the treason, he punished the physician, and as an acknowledgement to the Romans sent to Rome the prisoners without ransom. But they, regarding it as at once too great a kindness from an enemy, and too great a reward for not doing a mean act to accept their prisoners so, released in return an equal number of the Tarentines and Samnites, but would admit of no debate of alliance or peace until Pyrrhus had removed his arms and forces out of Italy, and sailed back to Epirus with the same ships that brought him over.
After this, when Fabricius became consul, someone arrived at the camp with a letter from the king's main doctor, offering to poison Pyrrhus and end the war without further risk to the Romans, as long as he received a reward fitting his service. Fabricius, seeing the man’s wickedness and bringing the other consul around to his way of thinking, immediately sent a message to Pyrrhus warning him about the betrayal. His letter said: "Caius Fabricius and Quintus Aemilius, consuls of the Romans, to King Pyrrhus, greetings. It seems you've misjudged both your friends and your enemies. You'll understand from this letter sent to us that you’re at war with honest men while trusting villains. We disclose this not out of any favor to you, but to avoid the shame of your downfall reflecting badly on us, as if we had resorted to treachery since we couldn't win by force." After reading the letter and investigating the betrayal, Pyrrhus punished the doctor, and as a gesture to the Romans, sent the prisoners back to Rome without a ransom. However, they saw this as both an excessive kindness from an enemy and too great a reward for not committing a dishonorable act. In return, they released an equal number of Tarentines and Samnites but refused to discuss any alliance or peace until Pyrrhus removed his troops and ships from Italy and returned to Epirus with the same vessels that brought him there.
FROM THE LIFE OF QUINTUS FABIUS MAXIMUS
Hannibal was within five miles of Tarentum, when he was informed that the town had been taken by Fabius. He said openly, "Rome, then, has also got a Hannibal; as we won Tarentum, so have we lost it." And, in private with some of his confidants, he told them, for the first time, that he always thought it difficult, but now he held it impossible, with the forces he then had, to master Italy.
Hannibal was about five miles from Tarentum when he learned that the town had been captured by Fabius. He stated openly, "Rome now has its own Hannibal; just as we took Tarentum, we have now lost it." In a private conversation with some of his trusted advisers, he shared for the first time that he had always considered it difficult, but now believed it to be impossible, with the forces he had at that moment, to conquer Italy.
Upon this success, Fabius had a triumph decreed him at Rome, much more splendid than his first; they looked upon him now as a champion who had learned to cope with his antagonist, and could now easily foil his arts and prove his best skill ineffectual. And, indeed the army of Hannibal was at this time partly worn out with continual action, and partly weakened and become dissolute with over abundance and luxury. Marcus Livius, who was governor of Tarentum when it was betrayed to Hannibal, and had then retired into the citadel, which he kept till the town was retaken, was annoyed at these honors and distinctions, and, on one occasion, openly declared in the senate, that by his resistance, more than by any actions of Fabius, Tarentum had been recovered; on which Fabius laughingly replied: "What you say is very true, for if Marcus Livius had not lost Tarentum, Fabius Maximus had never recovered it." The people, among other marks of gratitude, gave his son the consulship of the next year; shortly after whose entrance upon his office, there being some business on foot about provision for the war, his father, either on account of age and infirmity, or perhaps out of design to try his son, came up to him on horseback. While he was still at a distance, the young consul observed it, and bade one of his lictors command his father to alight, and tell him that, if he had any business with the consul, he should come on foot. The bystanders seemed offended at the imperiousness of the son towards a father so venerable for his age and his authority, and turned their eyes in silence towards Fabius. He, however, instantly alighted from his horse, and with open arms came up, almost running, and embracing him said, "Yes, my son, you do well, and understand what authority you have received, and over whom you are to use it. This was the way by which we and our forefathers advanced the dignity of Rome, preferring ever her honor and service to our own fathers and children."
After this victory, Fabius was awarded a triumph in Rome, far more glorious than his first. People now saw him as a hero who had learned to handle his opponent and could easily counter his tricks, proving his skills useless. In fact, Hannibal’s army was at this point partially worn down by constant fighting and partly weakened and spoiled by excess and luxury. Marcus Livius, who was in charge of Tarentum when it was betrayed to Hannibal, and who then retreated to the citadel, holding it until the city was recaptured, felt irritated by these honors and accolades. He openly stated in the senate that Tarentum was recovered more because of his resistance than any actions of Fabius. Fabius humorously replied, "What you say is true; if Marcus Livius hadn't lost Tarentum, Fabius Maximus would never have regained it." The people, in various expressions of gratitude, awarded the consulship of the following year to Fabius' son. Shortly after he took office, there was some discussion about supplies for the war, and Fabius, whether due to age and weakness or perhaps to test his son, approached him on horseback. From a distance, the young consul noticed and instructed one of his lictors to tell his father to get off his horse and that if he had business with the consul, he should come on foot. The onlookers seemed offended by the son’s commanding tone towards a father so respected for his age and status, and quietly glanced at Fabius. However, Fabius quickly dismounted, ran over with open arms, and embraced him, saying, "Yes, my son, you are right; you understand the authority you have and whom you must apply it to. This is how we and our ancestors elevated the dignity of Rome, always prioritizing her honor and service over our own fathers and children."
And, in fact, it is told that the great-grandfather of Fabius, who was undoubtedly the greatest man of Rome in his time, both in reputation and authority, who had been five times consul, and had been honored with several triumphs for victories obtained by him, took pleasure in serving as lieutenant under his own son, when he went as consul to his command. And when afterwards his son had a triumph bestowed upon him for his good service, the old man followed his triumphant chariot, on horseback, as one of his attendants; and made it his glory, that while he really was, and was acknowledged to be, the greatest man in Rome, and held a father's full power over his son, he yet submitted himself to the law and the magistrate.
And, in fact, it's said that Fabius's great-grandfather, who was clearly the greatest man in Rome during his time—both in reputation and authority—was a five-time consul and had received several triumphs for his victories. He enjoyed serving as a lieutenant under his own son when his son took command as consul. Later, when his son was awarded a triumph for his excellent service, the old man followed his triumphant chariot on horseback as one of his attendants. He took pride in the fact that, even though he was recognized as the greatest man in Rome and had full paternal authority over his son, he still submitted to the law and the magistrate.
THE CRUELTY OF LUCIUS CORNELIUS SYLLA
Sylla's general personal appearance may be known by his statues; only his blue eyes, of themselves extremely keen and glaring, were rendered all the more forbidding and terrible by the complexion of his face, in which white was mixed with rough blotches of fiery red. Hence, it is said, he was surnamed Sylla, and in allusion to it one of the scurrilous jesters at Athens made the verse upon him,
Sylla's general appearance can be recognized from his statues; his bright blue eyes, which were already sharp and intense, looked even more intimidating and fearsome due to the combination of his pale complexion with rough patches of fiery red. That's why he was given the nickname Sylla, and in reference to this, one of the rude jesters in Athens made a verse about him,
Sylla is a mulberry sprinkled o'er with meal.
Sylla is a mulberry covered in flour.
Sylla being wholly bent upon slaughter, filled the city with executions without number or limit, many wholly uninterested persons falling a sacrifice to private enmity, through his permission and indulgence to his friends. At last Caius Metellus, one of the younger men, made bold in the senate to ask him what end there was of these evils, and at what point he might be expected to stop? "We do ask you," said he, "to pardon any whom you have resolved to destroy, but to free from doubt those whom you are pleased to save." Sylla answering, that he knew not as yet whom to spare, he asked: "Will you then tell us whom you will punish?" This Sylla said he would do. These last words, some authors say, were spoken not by Metellus, but by Afidius, one of Sylla's fawning companions. Immediately upon this, without communicating with any magistrates, Sylla proscribed eighty persons, and notwithstanding the general indignation, after one day's respite, he posted two hundred and twenty more, and on the third again, as many. In an address to the people on this occasion, he told them he had put up as many names as he could think of; those which had escaped his memory, he would publish at a future time. He issued an edict likewise, making death the punishment of humanity, proscribing any who should dare to receive and cherish a proscribed person, without exception to brother, son, or parents. And to him who should slay any one proscribed person, he ordained two talents' reward, even were it a slave who had killed his master, or a son his father. And what was thought most unjust of all, he caused the attainder to pass upon their sons, and sons' sons, and made open sale of all their property. Nor did the proscription prevail only at Rome, but throughout all the cities of Italy the effusion of blood was such that neither sanctuary of the gods nor hearth of hospitality nor ancestral home escaped. Men were butchered in the embraces of their wives, children in the arms of their mothers. Those who perished through public animosity, or private enmity, were nothing in comparison to the numbers of those who suffered for their riches. Even the murderers began to say, that "his fine house killed this man, a garden that, a third, his hot baths." Quintus Aurelius, a quiet, peaceable man, and one who thought all his part in the common calamity consisted in condoling with the misfortunes of others, coming into the forum to read the list, and finding himself among the proscribed, cried out, "Woe is me, my Alban farm has informed against me." He had not gone far, before he was despatched by a ruffian, sent on that errand.
Sylla was completely focused on killing, filling the city with countless executions. Many innocent people fell victim to personal grudges, thanks to his tolerance and support for his friends. Eventually, Caius Metellus, a younger senator, boldly asked him in the senate when these horrors would end and when he would stop. "We're asking you," he said, "to spare anyone you plan to kill, but to clarify who you intend to save." Sylla replied that he still didn’t know whom to spare, to which he asked, "Will you at least tell us who you will punish?" Sylla agreed to do so. Some sources claim these last words were spoken not by Metellus but by Afidius, one of Sylla's sycophantic allies. Shortly after, without consulting any officials, Sylla listed eighty people for execution. Despite widespread outrage, after one day, he added two hundred twenty more, and on the third day, as many again. In a speech to the public, he claimed he had included as many names as he could think of and would publish any he had forgotten later. He also issued a decree, declaring that anyone who sheltered a proscribed person would face the death penalty, with no exceptions for brothers, sons, or parents. He promised a reward of two talents to anyone who killed a proscribed individual, even if it was a slave killing their master or a son killing their father. What was considered the most unjust was that he extended the punishment to their sons and grandsons, putting all their property up for public sale. The proscription didn't just happen in Rome; it spread to all cities in Italy, with bloodshed so severe that no sanctuary, home, or place of hospitality was spared. Men were killed in their wives' embraces, and children in their mothers' arms. The number of those who died due to public or private vendettas was insignificant compared to those who were targeted for their wealth. Even the killers remarked that, "This man's nice house got him killed, a garden took another, and a third fell because of his luxurious baths." Quintus Aurelius, a quiet and peaceful man who thought his role in the common disaster was merely to empathize with others' misfortunes, came to the forum to read the list. Finding his name among the proscribed, he exclaimed, "Oh no, my Alban farm has betrayed me." He hadn’t gone far before a thug sent for that purpose killed him.
In the meantime, Marius, on the point of being taken, killed himself; and Sylla, coming to Praeneste, at first proceeded judicially against each particular person, till at last, finding it a work of too much time, he cooped them up together in one place, to the number of twelve thousand men, and gave order for the execution of them all, save his own host (The friend, that is, with whom he always stayed when he happened to be at Praeneste, his 'xenos;' a relationship much regarded to the Greek and Roman world) alone excepted. But he, brave man, telling him he could not accept the obligation of life from the hands of one who had been the ruin of his country, went in among the rest, and submitted willingly to the stroke.
In the meantime, Marius, on the brink of capture, took his own life; and Sylla, upon arriving in Praeneste, initially pursued legal action against each individual. Eventually, finding this process too time-consuming, he gathered together about twelve thousand men in one place and ordered their execution, except for his own guest (the friend he always stayed with when he was in Praeneste, his 'xenos;' a relationship highly valued in both the Greek and Roman worlds). But this brave man, telling Sylla he could not accept the gift of life from someone who had brought ruin to his country, went in with the others and willingly faced his fate.
THE LUXURY OF LUCULLUS
Lucullus' life, like the Old comedy, presents us at the commencement with acts of policy and of war, and at the end offers nothing but good eating and drinking, feastings, and revelings, and mere play. For I give no higher name to his sumptuous buildings, porticos and baths, still less to his paintings and sculptures, and all his industry about these curiosities, which he collected with vast expense, lavishly bestowing all the wealth and treasure which he got in the war upon them, insomuch that even now, with all the advance of luxury, the Lucullean gardens are counted the noblest the emperor has. Tubero, the stoic, when he saw his buildings at Naples, where he suspended the hills upon vast tunnels, brought in the sea for moats and fish-ponds round his house, and pleasure-houses in the waters, called him Xerxes in a gown. He had also fine seats in Tusculum, belvederes, and large open balconies for men's apartments, and porticos to walk in, where Pompey coming to see him, blamed him for making a house which would be pleasant in summer, but uninhabitable in winter; whom he answered with a smile, "You think me, then, less provident than cranes and storks, not to change my home with the season." When a praetor, with great expense and pains, was preparing a spectacle for the people, and asked him to lend him some purple robes for the performers in a chorus, he told him he would go home and see, and if he had any, would let him take them; and the next day asking how many he wanted, and being told that a hundred would suffice, bade him take twice as many: on which the poet Horace observes, that a house is indeed a poor one, where the valuables unseen and unthought of do not exceed all those that meet the eye.
Lucullus' life, much like Old comedy, starts off with acts of politics and war, but wraps up with nothing but fine dining, drinking, celebrations, and just play. I won’t call his extravagant buildings, porticos, and baths anything more than that, let alone his paintings and sculptures, along with all the effort he put into these curiosities, which he collected at a great cost, lavishly spending all his wealth and treasures earned from war on them. Even now, despite all the luxury that has grown, the Lucullian gardens are considered the finest that the emperor possesses. Tubero, the Stoic philosopher, when he saw his buildings in Naples—where he supported the hills with massive tunnels, brought in the sea for moats and fish ponds around his home, and built pleasure houses on the water—called him Xerxes in a gown. He also had beautiful estates in Tusculum, with lookout points and large open balconies for men’s quarters, and porticos for walking. When Pompey visited him, he criticized him for building a house that would be nice in the summer but unlivable in the winter. Lucullus smiled and replied, "So you think I’m less thoughtful than cranes and storks, not to change my home with the seasons?" When a praetor, with significant expense and effort, was getting ready for a public spectacle and asked to borrow some purple robes for the performers, Lucullus said he’d check at home and see if he had any to lend. The next day, when he asked how many were needed and was told a hundred would do, he told him to take twice that amount. On this, the poet Horace remarked that a house is indeed a poor one if the hidden valuables far outnumber those that are visible.
Lucullus' daily entertainments were ostentatiously extravagant, not only in purple coverlets, and plate adorned with precious stones, and dancings, and interludes, but with the greatest diversity of dishes and the most elaborate cookery, for the vulgar to admire and envy. It was a happy thought of Pompey in his sickness, when his physician prescribed a thrush for his dinner, and his servants told him that in summer time thrushes were not to be found anywhere but in Lucullus' fattening coops, that he would not suffer them to fetch one thence, but observed to his physician, "So if Lucullus had not been an epicure, Pompey had not lived," and ordered something else that could easily be got to be prepared for him. Cato was his friend and connection, but, nevertheless, so hated his life and habits, that when a young man in the senate made a long and tedious speech in praise of frugality and temperance, Cato got up and said, "How long do you mean to go making money like Crassus, living like Lucullus, and talking like Cato?"
Lucullus' daily parties were ridiculously lavish, featuring not just purple linens and plates decorated with jewels, but also dancing and performances, along with a vast array of dishes and intricate cooking, all for the common people to admire and envy. It was a clever idea from Pompey during his illness when his doctor recommended him to have a thrush for dinner, and his servants mentioned that during summer, thrushes were only found in Lucullus' luxury coops. He decided against sending them to get one and told his doctor, "If Lucullus hadn't been such a glutton, Pompey wouldn't have survived," and asked for something else that was easier to find instead. Cato was his friend and relative, but he despised Lucullus’ lifestyle so much that when a young senator gave a long, boring speech praising simplicity and moderation, Cato stood up and said, "How long are you planning to continue making money like Crassus, living like Lucullus, and talking like Cato?"
It is plain from the anecdotes on record of him, that Lucullus was not only pleased with, but even gloried in his way of living. For he is said to have feasted several Greeks upon their coming to Rome day after day, who, out of a true Grecian principle, being ashamed, and declining the invitation, where so great an expense was every day incurred for them, he with a smile said to them, "Some of this, indeed, my Grecian friends, is for your sakes, but more for that of Lucullus." Once when he supped alone, there being only one course, and that but moderately furnished, he called his steward and reproved him, who, professing to have supposed that there would be no need of any great entertainment, when nobody was invited, was answered, "What, did you not know, then, that today Lucullus was to dine with Lucullus?" This being much spoken of about the city, Cicero and Pompey one day met him loitering in the forum, the former his intimate friend and familiar, and, though there had been some ill-will between Pompey and him about the command in the war, still they used to see each other and converse on easy terms together. Cicero accordingly saluted him, and asked him whether today was a good time for asking a favor of him, and on his answering, "Very much so," and begging to hear what it was, Cicero said, "then we should like to dine with you today, just on the dinner that is prepared for yourself." Lucullus being surprised, and requesting a day's time, they refused to grant it, and would not allow him to talk with his servants, for fear he should give orders for more than was appointed before. But this they consented to, that before their faces he might tell his servant, that today he would sup in "the Apollo" (for so one of his best dining-rooms was called), and by this evasion he outwitted his guests. For every room, as it seems, had its own assessment of expenditure, dinner at such a price, and all else in accordance; so that the servants, on knowing where he would dine, knew also how much was to be expended, and in what style and form dinner was to be served. The expense for the Apollo was fifty thousand drachmas, and such a sum being that day laid out, the greatness of the cost did not so much amaze Pompey and Cicero, as the rapidity of the outlay. One might believe that Lucullus thought his money really captive and barbarian, so wantonly and contumeliously did he treat it.
It’s clear from the stories about him that Lucullus not only enjoyed his lifestyle but took pride in it. It’s said that he hosted several Greeks in Rome day after day, and when they hesitated to accept his invitations, feeling embarrassed by the expense, he smiled and told them, “Some of this, my Greek friends, is indeed for you, but more for Lucullus.” Once, when he dined alone with only a modest meal prepared, he called his steward to scold him. The steward explained he thought there was no need for a grand meal since no guests were invited. Lucullus replied, “What, didn’t you know that today, Lucullus was dining with Lucullus?” This gossip circulated around the city, and one day Cicero and Pompey saw him hanging out in the forum. Cicero, a close friend, greeted him, and even though Pompey and Lucullus had some tension over military command, they were still on friendly terms. Cicero asked if it was a good time to request a favor, and when Lucullus said yes, Cicero said, “Then we’d like to join you for dinner today, just on what you have prepared for yourself.” Lucullus was taken aback and asked for a day to prepare, but they wouldn’t allow it, not wanting him to instruct his servants to increase what was planned. However, they did agree he could tell his servant that he would be dining in “the Apollo” (which was one of his finest dining rooms), allowing him to trick his guests. Each dining room had its own budget for expenses, so when the servants learned where he would eat, they knew how much to spend and how to set up the meal. The cost for the Apollo was fifty thousand drachmas, and while Pompey and Cicero were surprised by the amount, it was the speed of spending that really amazed them. It seemed Lucullus treated his money as if it were captured and spoils of war, wasting it with utter disregard.
His furnishing of a library, however, deserves praise and record, for he collected very many choice manuscripts; and the use they were put to was even more magnificent than the purchase, the library being always open, and the walks and reading rooms about it free to all Greeks, whose delight it was to leave their other occupations and hasten thither as to the habitation of the Muses, there walking about, and diverting one another. He himself often passed his hours there, disputing with the learned in the walks, and giving his advice to statesmen who required it, insomuch that his house was altogether a home, and in a manner, a Greek prytaneum for those that visited Rome.
His establishment of a library, however, deserves recognition and documentation, as he gathered countless valuable manuscripts. The way they were utilized was even more impressive than their acquisition, with the library always open and the gardens and reading rooms accessible to all Greeks. They delighted in leaving their other activities to rush there as if it were the residence of the Muses, strolling around and engaging with one another. He often spent his hours there, debating with scholars in the gardens and offering advice to statesmen who needed it, to the extent that his house became a true home and, in a way, a Greek prytaneum for those visiting Rome.
FROM THE LIFE OF SERTORIUS
(The Roman who endeavored to establish a separate government for himself in Spain.)
(The Roman who tried to set up a separate government for himself in Spain.)
Sertorius was highly honored for his introducing discipline and good order among the Spaniards, for he altered their furious and savage manner of fighting, and brought them to make use of the Roman armor, taught them to keep their ranks, and observe signals and watchwords; and out of a confused horde of thieves and robbers, he constituted a regular, well-disciplined army. He bestowed silver and gold upon them liberally to gild and adorn their helmets, he had their shields worked with various figures and designs, he brought them into the mode of wearing flowered and embroidered cloaks and coats, and by supplying money for these purposes, and joining with them in all improvements, he won the hearts of all. That, however, which delighted them most, was the care that he took of their children. He sent for all the boys of noblest parentage out of all their tribes, and placed them in the great city of Osca, where he appointed masters to instruct them in the Grecian and Roman learning, that when they came to be men, they might, as he professed, be fitted to share with him in authority, and in conducting the government, although under this pretext he really made them hostages. However, their fathers were wonderfully pleased to see their children going daily to the schools in good order, handsomely dressed in gowns edged with purple, and that Sertorius paid for their lessons, examined them often, distributed rewards to the most deserving, and gave them the golden bosses to hang around their necks, which the Romans called "bullae."
Sertorius was highly respected for bringing discipline and order among the Spaniards. He changed their wild and brutal style of fighting, introducing them to Roman armor, teaching them how to maintain their ranks, and to follow signals and passwords. From a chaotic group of thieves and bandits, he created a regular, well-trained army. He generously provided them with silver and gold to enhance and decorate their helmets, had their shields designed with various patterns, and got them used to wearing stylish, embroidered cloaks and coats. By funding these improvements and participating in their progress, he won everyone's loyalty. What pleased them the most, however, was his concern for their children. He called all the boys from noble families in their tribes and brought them to the large city of Osca, where he arranged for tutors to teach them Greek and Roman education. He claimed this was to prepare them to help him in leadership and governance, although the real reason was that he was making them hostages. Nonetheless, their fathers were delighted to see their children attending school every day in an orderly fashion, dressed nicely in gowns trimmed with purple. Sertorius covered their tuition, frequently checked their progress, awarded the best students, and gave them golden charms to wear around their necks, which the Romans called "bullae."
All the cities on this side of the river Ebro finally united their forces under his command, and his army grew very great, for they flocked together and flowed in upon him from all quarters. But when they continually cried out to attack the enemy, and were impatient of delay, their inexperienced, disorderly rashness caused Sertorius much trouble, who at first strove to restrain them with reason and good counsel, but when he perceived them refractory and unseasonably violent, he gave way to their impetuous desires, and permitted them to engage with the enemy, in such a way that they might be repulsed, yet not totally routed, and so become more obedient to his commands for the future. This happening as he had anticipated, he soon rescued them, and brought them safe into his camp. And after a few days, being willing to encourage them again, when he had called all his army together, he caused two horses to be brought into the field, one an old, feeble, lean animal, the other a lusty, strong horse, with a remarkably thick and long tail. Near the lean one he placed a tall, strong man, and near the strong, young horse a weak, despicable-looking fellow; and at a given signal the strong man took hold of the weak horse's tail with both his hands, and drew it to him with his whole force, as if he would pull it off; the other, the weak man, in the meantime, set to work to pluck off hair by hair the great horse's tail. And when the strong man had given trouble enough to himself in vain, and sufficient diversion to the company, and had abandoned his attempt, whilst the weak, pitiful fellow in a short time and with little pains had left not a hair on the great horse's tail, Sertorius arose and said to his army, "You see, fellow-soldiers, that perseverance is more prevailing than violence, and that many things which cannot be overcome when they are together, yield readily when taken little by little. Assiduity and persistence are irresistible, and in time overthrow and destroy the greatest powers. Time being the favorable friend and assistant of those who use their judgment to await his occasions, and the destructive enemy of those who are unseasonably urging and pressing forward."
All the cities on this side of the Ebro River finally united their forces under his command, and his army grew significantly, as they gathered from all directions. However, when they kept demanding to attack the enemy and were impatient for action, their lack of experience and reckless behavior caused Sertorius a lot of trouble. At first, he tried to control them with reason and good advice, but when he saw they were defiant and overly aggressive, he gave in to their impulsive desires and allowed them to engage the enemy. He did this in a way that they could be pushed back but not completely defeated, hoping they would be more obedient in the future. As he expected, he quickly rescued them and brought them back safely to his camp. After a few days, wanting to motivate them again, he gathered his entire army and had two horses brought out: one was an old, weak, lean animal, and the other was a strong, healthy horse with a notably thick and long tail. Beside the lean horse, he placed a tall, strong man, and beside the strong horse, he placed a frail-looking individual. At a signal, the strong man grabbed the weak horse's tail with both hands and pulled with all his might, as if trying to rip it off; meanwhile, the weak man began to pluck the long tail of the strong horse hair by hair. After the strong man had exhausted himself in vain and provided entertainment for the crowd, he gave up, while the weak man quickly and effortlessly stripped the strong horse of its tail. Sertorius stood up and said to his army, "You see, fellow soldiers, that perseverance is more effective than aggression, and that many things which cannot be overcome all at once can easily yield when taken little by little. Diligence and persistence are unstoppable and, over time, can defeat and destroy even the greatest powers. Time is a helpful friend to those who wisely wait for the right opportunities, and it is a destructive enemy to those who push forward too forcibly and prematurely."
Of all his remarkable exploits, none raised greater admiration than that which he put in practice against the Characitanians. These are a people beyond the river Tagus, who inhabit neither cities nor towns, but live in a vast, high hill, within the deep dens and caves of the rocks, the mouths of which all open towards the north. The country below is of a soil resembling a light clay, so loose as easily to break into powder, and is not firm enough to bear any one that treads upon it, and if you touch it in the least, it flies about like ashes or unslaked lime. In any danger of war, these people enter their caves, and carrying in their booty and prey along with them, stay quietly within, secure from every attack. And when Sertorius, leaving Metellus some distance off, had placed his camp near this hill, they slighted and despised him, imagining that he retired into these parts to escape being overthrown by the Romans. And whether out of anger and resentment, or out of his unwillingness to be thought to fly from his enemies, early in the morning he rode up to view the situation of the place. But finding there was no way to come at it, as he rode about, threatening them in vain and disconcerted, he took notice that the wind raised the dust and carried it up towards the caves of the Characitanians, and the northerly wind, which some call Caecias, prevailing most in those parts, coming up out of moist plains or mountains covered with snow, at this particular time, in the heat of summer, being further supplied and increased by the melting of the ice in the northern regions, blew a delightful, fresh gale, cooling and refreshing the Characitanians and their cattle all the day long. Sertorius, considering well all circumstances in which either the information of the inhabitants, or his own experience had instructed him, commanded his soldiers to shovel up a great quantity of this light, dusty earth, to heap it together, and make a mound of it over against the hill in which these barbarous people lived, who, imagining that all this preparation was for raising a mound to get at them, only mocked and laughed at it. However, he continued the work till the evening, and brought his soldiers back into their camp. The next morning a gentle breeze at first arose, and moved the lightest parts of the earth, and dispersed it about as the chaff before the wind; but when the sun got higher, and the strong, northerly wind had covered the hills with the dust, the soldiers came and turned this mound of earth over and over, and broke the hard clods in pieces, whilst others on horseback rode through it backward and forward, and raised a cloud of dust into the air; then with the wind the whole of it was carried away and blown into the dwellings of the Characitanians, all lying open to the north. And there being no other vent or breathing-place than that through which the Caecias rushed in upon them, it quickly blinded their eyes, and filled their lungs, and all but choked them, whilst they strove to draw in the rough air mingled with dust and powdered earth. Nor were they able, with all they could do, to hold out more than two days, but surrendered on the third, adding, by their defeat, not so much to the power of Sertorius, as to his renown, in proving that he was able to conquer places by art, which were impregnable by the force of arms.
Of all his incredible achievements, none inspired more admiration than his actions against the Characitanians. These people live beyond the Tagus River, not in cities or towns, but in a vast, high hill filled with deep dens and caves in the rocks, all of which face north. The land below has a light, loose soil that easily crumbles into powder and doesn't support anyone who steps on it; if disturbed even slightly, it scatters like ashes or lime. In times of war, these people retreat into their caves, taking their loot and prey with them, remaining safe from attacks. When Sertorius set up camp near this hill, while leaving Metellus a distance away, the Characitanians looked down on him, believing he had come to hide from the Romans. Whether out of anger or a desire not to appear defeated, Sertorius rode out in the morning to assess the area. However, finding no way to approach, he rode around, threatening them without success. He noticed that the wind was stirring up dust and blowing it toward the Characitanians' caves. The dominant north wind, known as Caecias, was blowing in from humid plains and snow-covered mountains; during this hot summer, it carried a refreshing breeze that cooled both the Characitanians and their livestock all day long. Knowing the situation, based on both local knowledge and his own experience, Sertorius ordered his soldiers to gather a large amount of the light, dusty soil to create a mound opposite the hill where these people lived. The Characitanians mocked and laughed at this, thinking it was just for building a mound to reach them. Nevertheless, Sertorius continued the work until evening and returned his soldiers to camp. The next morning, a gentle breeze started up, blowing the lightest parts of the earth around like chaff. But as the sun rose and the strong north wind whipped up dust across the hills, the soldiers turned the mound over repeatedly, breaking apart the hard clods, while some on horseback rode back and forth, kicking up clouds of dust. Eventually, the wind carried all of this straight into the open caves of the Characitanians. With no other way out besides the one that the Caecias wind rushed through, it quickly blinded their eyes and filled their lungs, almost choking them as they struggled to breathe the rough, dusty air. Despite their efforts, they couldn't hold out for more than two days and surrendered on the third, adding not just to Sertorius's power, but also to his reputation for being able to conquer places through clever tactics that mere force could not overcome.
THE SCROLL-FROM THE LIFE OF LYSANDER
The scroll is made up thus: when the Ephors send an admiral or general on his way, they take two round pieces of wood, both exactly of a length and thickness, and cut even to one another; they keep one themselves, and the other the give to the person they send forth; and these pieces of wood they call Scytales. When, therefore, they have occasion to communicate any secret or important matter, making a scroll of parchment long and narrow like a leathern thong, they roll it about their own staff of wood, leaving no space void between, but covering the surface of the staff with the scroll all over. When they have done this, they write what they please on the scroll, as it is wrapped about the staff; and when they have written, they take off the scroll, and send it to the general without the wood. He, when he has received it, can read nothing of the writing, because the words and letters are not connected, but all broken up; but taking his own staff, he winds the slip of the scroll about it, so that this folding, restoring all the parts into the same order that they were in before, and putting what comes first into connection with what follows, brings the whole consecutive contents to view round the outside. And this scroll is called a staff, after the name of the wood, as a thing measured is by the name of the measure.
The scroll works like this: when the Ephors send an admiral or general on a mission, they take two round pieces of wood, both exactly the same length and thickness, and cut them to match each other. They keep one piece for themselves and give the other to the person they're sending off; these pieces of wood are called Scytales. When they need to share any secret or important information, they create a long, narrow scroll from parchment, similar to a leather thong, and wrap it around their own wooden staff, making sure there are no gaps and covering the entire surface. Once that’s done, they write whatever they need on the scroll while it’s wrapped around the staff. After writing, they take off the scroll and send it to the general without the wood. When the general receives it, he can’t read anything because the words and letters are all scrambled and disconnected. However, by taking his own staff, he wraps the slip of the scroll around it, and this folding restores all the parts to their original order, connecting the first part with the next, revealing the complete message. This scroll is called a staff, named after the wood, just like a measured object is referred to by its measuring tool.
THE CHARACTER OF MARCUS CATO
Marcus Cato grew so powerful by his eloquence that he was commonly called the Roman Demosthenes; but his manner of life was yet more famous and talked of. For oratorical skill was, as an accomplishment, commonly studied and sought after by all young men; but he was a rare man who would cultivate the old habits of bodily labor, or prefer a light supper, and a breakfast which never saw the fire; or be in love with poor clothes and a homely lodging, or could set his ambition rather on doing without luxuries than on possessing them. For now the state, unable to keep its purity by reason of its greatness, and having so many affairs, and people from all parts under its government, was fain to admit many mixed customs, and new examples of living. With reason, therefore, everybody admired Cato, when they saw others sink under labors, and grow effeminate by pleasures, but beheld him unconquered by either; and that, too, not only when he was young and desirous of honor, but also when old and gray-headed, after a consulship and triumph; like some famous victor in the games, persevering in his exercise and maintaining his character to the very last. He himself says, that he never wore a suit of clothes which cost more than a hundred drachmas; and that, when he was general and consul, he drank the same wine which his workmen did; and that the meat or fish which was bought in the market for his dinner, did not cost above thirty 'asses.' All which was for the sake of the commonwealth, that his body might be the hardier for the war. Having a piece of embroidered Babylonian tapestry left him, he sold it; because none of his farm-houses were so much as plastered. Nor did he ever buy a slave for above fifteen hundred drachmas; as he did not seek for effeminate and handsome ones, but able, sturdy workmen, horse-keepers, and cow-herds; and these he thought ought to be sold again, when they grew old, and no useless servants fed in a house. In short, he reckoned nothing a good bargain, which was superfluous; but whatever it was, though sold for a farthing, he would think it a great price, if you had no need of it.
Marcus Cato became so influential with his speaking skills that people often called him the Roman Demosthenes. However, his lifestyle was even more well-known and discussed. While many young men sought out oratorical skill as an accomplishment, it was rare to find someone like him who embraced hard physical work, preferred a light dinner, and had a breakfast that didn't require cooking. He loved simple clothes and modest housing, and his ambition focused more on living without luxuries than on acquiring them. At that time, the state struggled to maintain its integrity due to its size, managing so many affairs and people from various backgrounds, and had to accept many mixed customs and new lifestyles. Therefore, it was no surprise that everyone admired Cato; while they saw others weakened by labor and indulged in pleasures, he remained unyielding to both, not just in his youth and desire for honor but even when he was old and gray-headed, after serving as consul and achieving triumphs. He was like a renowned champion in athletic games, continuing his training and keeping his integrity until the very end. He claimed he never owned a suit of clothes that cost more than a hundred drachmas, and when he was a general and consul, he drank the same wine as his laborers. The meat or fish he bought for dinner never cost more than thirty 'asses.' All this was for the good of the republic, to keep his body stronger for war. When he inherited a piece of embroidered Babylonian tapestry, he sold it because none of his farmhouses were even plastered. He never bought a slave for more than fifteen hundred drachmas, as he preferred strong, capable workers over delicate and attractive ones, like horsekeepers and cowherds. He believed these should be sold once they grew old, ensuring no useless servants were kept in his household. In short, he considered anything superfluous to be a poor deal; if something was sold for a farthing and wasn’t needed, he viewed it as overpriced.
Yet, in my judgment, it marks an over-rigid temper for a man to take the work out of his servants as out of brute beasts, turning them off and selling them in their old age. A kind-natured man will keep even worn-out horses and dogs, and not only take care of them when they are foals and whelps, but also when they are grown old. The Athenians, when they built their Hecatompedon,* (*The Parthenon; built on the site of an older temple which had borne the name of Hecatompedon, or a "hundred feet long." The name was retained for the new building.) turned those mules loose to feed freely, which they had observed to have done the hardest labor. One of these came once of itself to offer its service, and ran along with, nay, went before, the teams which drew the wagons up to the Acropolis, as if it would incite and encourage them to draw more stoutly; upon which a vote was passed that the creature should be kept at the public charge till it died. The graves of Cimon's horses, which thrice won the Olympian races, are yet to be seen close by his own monument. Old Xanthippus, too, the father of Pericles, entombed his dogs which swam after his galley to Salamis, when the people fled from Athens, on the top of a cliff, which they call the dogs' tomb to this day.
Yet, in my opinion, it's too harsh for a man to treat his servants like disposable animals, letting them go or selling them off when they get old. A compassionate person will take care of even tired horses and dogs, not just when they're young but also when they get older. The Athenians, when they built their Hecatompedon,* (*The Parthenon; built on the site of an older temple which had borne the name of Hecatompedon, or a "hundred feet long." The name was retained for the new building.) let the mules that had worked the hardest roam freely to eat. One of these mules came back on its own, eager to help, and ran alongside—and even ahead of—the teams pulling the wagons up to the Acropolis, as if to encourage them to work harder. This led to a vote that the mule should be supported at public expense until it died. The graves of Cimon's horses, which won the Olympic races three times, can still be seen near his monument. Old Xanthippus, the father of Pericles, buried his dogs that swam after his ship to Salamis when the people were fleeing Athens, on top of a cliff still known today as the dogs' tomb.
For his general temperance, however, and self-control, Cato really deserves the highest admiration. For when he commanded the army, he never took for himself, and those that belonged to him, more than three bushels of wheat for a month, and somewhat less than a bushel and a half a day of barley for his baggage-cattle. And when he entered upon the government of Sardinia, where his predecessors had been used to require tents, bedding, and clothes upon the public account, and to charge the state heavily with the cost of provisions and entertainments for a great train of servants and friends, the difference he showed in his economy was something incredible. There was nothing of any sort for which he put the public to expense; he would walk, instead of taking a carriage to visit the cities, with only one of the common town officers, who carried his dress, and a cup to offer libation with. Yet on the other hand, he showed most inflexible severity and strictness, in what related to public justice, and was rigorous, and precise in what concerned the ordinances of the commonwealth; so that the Roman government never seemed more terrible, nor yet more mild, than under his administration.
For his general self-restraint and self-control, Cato truly deserves the highest praise. When he led the army, he only took three bushels of wheat a month for himself and his men, and about a bushel and a half of barley per day for his pack animals. When he took over the government of Sardinia, where his predecessors used to demand tents, bedding, and clothing at the public's expense, and heavily charged the state for provisions and entertainment for a large entourage of servants and friends, the way he handled expenses was nothing short of amazing. He incurred no costs for the public; instead of taking a carriage to visit cities, he would walk, accompanied only by a local officer who carried his clothes and a cup for making libations. On the other hand, he maintained strict and unwavering discipline regarding public justice, being rigorous and precise in matters concerning the laws of the state, so that the Roman government never seemed more formidable or yet more gentle than under his leadership.
His very manner of speaking seemed to have such a kind of idea with it; for it was courteous, and yet forcible; pleasant, yet overwhelming; facetious, yet austere; sententious, and yet vehement: like Socrates, in the description of Plato, who seemed outwardly to those about him to be but a simple, talkative, blunt fellow; whilst at the bottom he was full of such gravity and matter, as would even move tears, and touch the very hearts of his auditors. Reproving on one occasion the sumptuous habits of the Romans, he said: "It is hard to preserve a city, where a fish is sold for more than an ox." He had a saying, also, that the Roman people were like sheep; for they, when single, do not obey, but when altogether in a flock, they follow their leaders: "So you," said he, "when you have got together in a body let yourselves be guided by those whom singly you would never think of being advised by."
His way of speaking had a unique quality; it was polite, yet powerful; enjoyable, yet intense; humorous, yet serious; wise, yet passionate. He reminded me of Socrates, as described by Plato, who appeared to those around him to be just a simple, chatty, blunt guy; but deep down, he had such depth and significance that it could make people cry and truly touch their hearts. On one occasion, when criticizing the lavish lifestyles of the Romans, he remarked, "It's hard to protect a city where a fish costs more than an ox." He also had a saying that the Roman people were like sheep: when alone, they don't follow anyone, but when together in a group, they go along with their leaders: "So you," he said, "when you gather as a crowd, let yourselves be led by those you wouldn't typically seek advice from individually."
The Romans having sent three ambassadors to Bithnia, of whom one was gouty, another had his skull trepanned, and the other seemed little better than a fool; Cato, laughing, gave out that the Romans had sent an embassy, which had neither feet, head, nor heart.* (*Both the Romans and the Greeks conceived of the region of the heart, the chest, as the seat not of emotion, nor of will and courage merely, but more especially of judgment, deliberation, and practical sense. Thus the Greeks derived their word for moral wisdom from Phren, the diaphragm, and the Romans by 'egregie cordatus homo' meant a wise statesman.)
The Romans sent three ambassadors to Bithynia: one had gout, another had part of his skull removed, and the third seemed almost like a fool. Cato, laughing, announced that the Romans sent an embassy that had neither feet, head, nor heart.* (*Both the Romans and the Greeks thought of the heart, or chest, as the center of judgment, deliberation, and practical sense, not just emotions or courage. Thus, the Greeks based their term for moral wisdom on 'Phren,' meaning diaphragm, and the Romans referred to a wise statesman as 'egregie cordatus homo.')
Cato also said that in his whole life he most repented of three things; one was, that he had trusted a secret to a woman; another that he went by water when he might have gone by land; the third, that he had remained one whole day without doing any business of moment.
Cato also said that throughout his life, he regretted three things the most; one was that he had trusted a secret to a woman; another was that he traveled by water when he could have gone by land; and the third was that he spent a whole day without doing any important work.
He was a good father, an excellent husband to his wife, and an extraordinary economist; and as he did not manage his affairs of this kind carelessly, and as things of little moment, I think I ought to record a little further whatever was commendable in him in these points. He married a wife more noble than rich; being of opinion that the rich and the high-born are equally haughty and proud; but that those of noble blood would be more ashamed of base things, and consequently more obedient to their husbands in all that was fit and right. A man who beat his wife or child, laid violent hands, he said, on what was most sacred; and a good husband he reckoned worthy of more praise than a great senator; and he admired the ancient Socrates for nothing so much, as for having lived a temperate and contented life with a wife who was a scold, and children who were half-witted.
He was a great father, an amazing husband to his wife, and an outstanding economist; and since he handled his affairs in this area thoughtfully and not carelessly, I believe I should note a bit more about what was commendable about him in these aspects. He married a wife who was more noble than wealthy; he thought that both the rich and the aristocratic could be equally arrogant and proud, but that those of noble descent would be more ashamed of shameful things, making them more obedient to their husbands in all that was appropriate and right. He believed that a man who abused his wife or child was violating what was most sacred; and he thought a good husband deserved more praise than a powerful senator. He admired the ancient Socrates mostly for having lived a balanced and content life with a wife who was difficult and children who were not very bright.
When his son began to come to years of discretion, Cato himself would teach him to read, although he had a servant, a very good grammarian, called Chilo, who taught many others; but he thought not fit, as he himself said, to have his son reprimanded by a slave, or pulled, it may be, by the ears when found tardy in his lesson: nor would he have him owe to a servant the obligation of so great a thing as his learning; he himself, therefore, taught him his grammar, his law, and his gymnastic exercises. Nor did he only show him, too, how to throw a dart, to fight in armor, and to ride, but to box also and to endure both heat and cold, and to swim over the most rapid and rough rivers. He says, likewise, that he wrote histories, in large characters, with his own hand, that so his son, without stirring out of the house, might learn to know about his countrymen and forefathers: nor did he less abstain from speaking any thing improper before his son, than if it had been in the presence of the sacred virgins, called vestals. Nor would he ever go into the bath with him; which seems indeed to have been the common custom of the Romans.
When his son started to reach an age of understanding, Cato personally taught him how to read, even though he had a servant, a very skilled grammarian named Chilo, who taught many others. However, he believed, as he himself put it, that it wasn't right for his son to be scolded by a slave or possibly pulled by the ears if he was late with his lessons. He also didn’t want his son to feel indebted to a servant for something as significant as his education. So, he taught him grammar, law, and physical training himself. He also showed him how to throw a spear, fight in armor, ride, box, endure hot and cold temperatures, and swim across the fastest and roughest rivers. He mentioned that he wrote histories in large letters by hand so that his son could learn about their fellow countrymen and ancestors without leaving the house. He also made sure to avoid saying anything inappropriate in front of his son, just as he would in the presence of the sacred virgins, known as vestals. He would never accompany his son to the baths, which was actually a common practice among the Romans.
Thus, like an excellent work, Cato formed and fashioned his son to virtue.
Thus, like a great piece of art, Cato shaped and guided his son toward virtue.
THE SACRED THEBAN BAND FROM THE LIFE OF PELOPIDAS.
Gorgidas, according to some, first formed the Sacred Band of three hundred chosen men, to whom, as being a guard for the citadel, the State allowed provision, and all things necessary for exercise: and hence they were called the city band, as citadels of old were usually called cities. Others say that it was composed of young men attached to each other by personal affection, and a pleasant saying of Pammenes is current, that Homer's Nestor was not well skilled in ordering an army, when he advised the Greeks to rank tribe and tribe, and family and family together, that
Gorgidas, according to some sources, was the first to create the Sacred Band of three hundred chosen men. These men served as a guard for the citadel, and the State provided them with supplies and everything necessary for training. That’s why they were referred to as the city band, since citadels in ancient times were often called cities. Others claim that it consisted of young men who were bonded by personal affection. A popular saying attributed to Pammenes is that Homer’s Nestor was not very skilled in organizing an army when he suggested that the Greeks should align tribe with tribe and family with family.
"So tribe might tribe, and kinsmen kinsmen aid,"
"So tribe helps tribe, and family supports family,"
but that he should have joined lovers and their beloved. For men of the same tribe or family little value one another when dangers press; but a band cemented by friendship grounded upon love, is never to be broken, and invincible; since all, ashamed to be base in sight of their beloved, willingly rush into danger for the relief of one another. Nor can that be wondered at; since they have more regard for their absent loving friends than for others present; as in the instance of the man who, when his enemy was going to kill him, earnestly requested him to run him through the breast, that his lover might not blush to see him wounded in the back. It is a tradition likewise, that Iolaus, who assisted Hercules in his labors and fought at his side, was beloved of him; and Aristotle observes, that even in his time, lovers plighted their faith at Iolaus' tomb. It is likely, therefore, that this band was called sacred on this account; as Plato calls a lover a divine friend. It is stated that it was never beaten till the battle at Chaeronea: and when Philip, after the fight, took a view of the slain, and came to the place where the three hundred that fought his phalanx lay dead together, he was filled with wonder, and understanding that it was the band of lovers, he shed tears and said, "Perish any man who suspects that these men either did or suffered any thing that was base."
but that he should have joined lovers and their beloved. For men of the same tribe or family think little of each other when danger is near; but a group bonded by friendship rooted in love can never be broken and is invincible; since all, ashamed to appear cowardly in front of their beloved, willingly rush into danger to protect one another. This is not surprising; they care more for their distant loving friends than for those who are present; as shown by the man who, when his enemy was about to kill him, earnestly asked to be stabbed in the chest so his lover wouldn't be embarrassed seeing him wounded in the back. It's also said that Iolaus, who helped Hercules in his labors and fought alongside him, was loved by him; and Aristotle notes that even in his time, lovers pledged their faith at Iolaus' tomb. It’s likely that this group was considered sacred for this reason, as Plato refers to a lover as a divine friend. It’s reported that they were never defeated until the battle at Chaeronea: and when Philip, after the fight, surveyed the slain and came to the spot where the three hundred who fought his phalanx lay dead together, he was filled with wonder, and realizing it was the band of lovers, he shed tears and said, "Perish any man who suspects that these men either did or suffered anything dishonorable."
FROM THE LIFE OF TITUS FLAMININUS, THE CONQUEROR OF PHILIP
Among the songs written after the battle of Cynos Cephalas (the Dog-heads), was the following epigram, composed by Alcaeus in mockery of Philip, exaggerating the number of the slain:
Among the songs written after the battle of Cynos Cephalas (the Dog-heads) was the following epigram, composed by Alcaeus to mock Philip, exaggerating the number of those killed:
Naked and tombless see, O passer-by The thirty thousand men of Thessaly, Slain by the Aetolians and the Latin band, That came with Titus from Italia's land: Alas for mighty Macedon! that day, Swift as a roe, king Philip fled away.
Naked and without graves, look, O passerby The thirty thousand men of Thessaly, Killed by the Aetolians and the Latin troops, Who came with Titus from Italy’s land: Alas for mighty Macedon! That day, Swift as a deer, King Philip fled away.
Titus himself thought more highly of his liberation of Greece than of any other of his actions, as appears by the inscription upon some silver targets, dedicated together with his own shield, to Apollo at Delphi:
Titus valued his liberation of Greece more than any of his other accomplishments, as shown by the inscription on some silver shields he dedicated, along with his own shield, to Apollo at Delphi:
Ye Spartan Tyndarids, twin sons of Jove, Who in swift horsemanship have placed your love, Titus, of great Aeneas' race, leaves this In honor of the liberty of Greece.
You Spartan Tyndarids, twin sons of Jove, Who excel in fast riding, Titus, of the great Aeneas' lineage, leaves this In honor of Greece's freedom.
And a golden crown, also offered to Apollo, bore this inscription:
And a gold crown, also given to Apollo, had this inscription:
This golden crown upon thy locks divine, O blest Latona's son, was set to shine By the great captain of the Aenean name O Phoebus, grant the noble Titus fame!
This golden crown on your divine hair, O blessed son of Latona, was placed to shine By the great leader of the Aeneid name. O Phoebus, grant the noble Titus fame!
When the ambassadors of Antiochus were recounting to those of Achaea, the various multitudes composing their royal master's forces, and ran over a long catalogue of hard names, "I supped once," said Titus, "with a friend, and could not forbear expostulating with him at the number of dishes he had provided, and said I wondered where he had furnished himself with such a variety; 'Sir,' replied he, 'to confess the truth, it is all hog's flesh differently cooked.' And so, men of Achaea, when you are told of Antiochus' lancers, and pikemen, and foot-guards, I advise you not to be surprised; since in fact they are all Syrians differently armed."
When the ambassadors of Antiochus were explaining to those from Achaea about the different groups in their royal leader's army and listing off a long string of complicated names, Titus said, "I once had dinner with a friend, and I couldn’t help but comment on the number of dishes he had prepared. I asked him how he managed to get such a variety. He replied, 'To be honest, it’s all just pork, cooked in different ways.' So, people of Achaea, when you hear about Antiochus' cavalry, infantry, and guards, don’t be surprised; they are all just Syrians armed in different ways."
The Chalcidians, who owed their lives to Titus, dedicated to him all the best and most magnificent of their sacred buildings, inscriptions upon which, like the following, may be seen to this day: THE PEOPLE DEDICATE THIS GYMNASIUM TO TITUS AND TO HERCULES; so again: THE PEOPLE CONSECRATE THE DELPHINIUM TO TITUS AND TO HERCULES; and what is yet more remarkable, even in our time, a priest of Titus was formally elected and declared; and after sacrifice and libation, they sang a set song, of which these are the closing verses:—
The Chalcidians, who owed their lives to Titus, dedicated all their finest and most impressive sacred buildings to him. You can still see inscriptions like the following today: "THE PEOPLE DEDICATE THIS GYMNASIUM TO TITUS AND TO HERCULES;" and again, "THE PEOPLE CONSECRATE THE DELPHINIUM TO TITUS AND TO HERCULES." Even in our time, a priest of Titus was formally elected and announced; after the sacrifice and libation, they sang a designated song, of which these are the closing verses:—
The Roman Faith, whose aid of yore, Our vows were offered to implore, We worship now and evermore. To Rome, to Titus, and to Jove, O maidens, in the dances move. Dances and Io-Paeans too Unto the Roman Faith are due O Savior Titus, and to you.
The Roman Faith, whose help we once sought, We now worship forevermore. To Rome, to Titus, and to Jove, O maidens, dance and move. Dances and praises too Belong to the Roman Faith, O Savior Titus, and to you.
ALEXANDER THE GREAT
It must be borne in mind that my design has been not to write histories, but lives. And the most glorious exploits do not always furnish us with the clearest discoveries of virtue or vice in men; sometimes a matter of less moment, an expression or a jest, informs us better of their characters and inclinations, than the most famous sieges, the greatest armaments, or the bloodiest battles whatsoever. Therefore as portrait-painters are more exact in the lines and features of the face, in which the character is seen, than in the other parts of the body, so I must be allowed to give my more particular attention to the marks and indications of the souls of men, in my portrayal of their lives.
It’s important to remember that my goal isn't to write histories, but to write about lives. And sometimes, the most heroic deeds don't reveal the clearest insights into someone's character, whether good or bad. Occasionally, something less significant, like a comment or a joke, tells us more about a person's nature and tendencies than the most famous sieges, the biggest armies, or the bloodiest battles. Just as portrait painters focus more on the lines and features of the face, where character is displayed, I hope to give special attention to the signs and clues of people's souls in my portrayal of their lives.
It is agreed on by all hands, that on the father's side, Alexander descended from Hercules by Caranus, and from Aeacus by Neoptolemus on the mother's side. His father Philip, being in Samothrace, when he was quite young, fell in love there with Olympias, in company with whom he was initiated in the religious ceremonies of the country, and her father and mother being both dead, soon after, with the consent of her brother Arymbas, he married her.
Everyone agrees that on his father’s side, Alexander descended from Hercules through Caranus, and from Aeacus through Neoptolemus on his mother’s side. His father Philip, while in Samothrace and when he was quite young, fell in love with Olympias. Along with her, he was initiated into the religious ceremonies of the region. After her parents passed away, he married her with the approval of her brother Arymbas.
Alexander was born on the sixth of Hecatombaeon, the same day that the temple of Diana at Ephesus was burnt. The statues that gave the best representation of Alexander's person, were those of Lysippus, those peculiarities which many of his successors afterwards and his friends used to affect to imitate,—the inclination of his head a little on one side towards his left shoulder, and his melting eye,—having been expressed by this artist with great exactness. But Apelles, who drew him with thunderbolts in his hand, made his complexion browner and darker than it was naturally; for he was fair and of a light color, passing into ruddiness in his face and upon his breast. His temperance, as to all pleasures, was apparent in him in his very childhood, as he was with much difficulty incited to them, and always used them with great moderation; though in other things he was extremely eager and vehement, and in his love of glory and the pursuit of it, he showed a solidity of high spirit and magnanimity far above his age. For he neither sought nor valued it upon every occasion, as his father Philip did (who affected to show his eloquence almost to a degree of pedantry, and took care to have the victories of his racing chariots at the Olympic games engraved on his coin), but when he was asked by some about him, whether he would run a race in the Olympic games, as he was very swift-footed, he answered, that he would, if he might have kings to run with him.
Alexander was born on the sixth of Hecatombaeon, the same day the temple of Diana at Ephesus was burned down. The statues that best captured Alexander's likeness were created by Lysippus. His distinctive features, which many of his successors and friends later tried to copy, included the slight tilt of his head toward his left shoulder and his expressive eyes—both portrayed with great accuracy by this artist. However, Apelles, who painted him holding thunderbolts, made his skin tone darker than it actually was; in reality, he had fair skin that turned slightly ruddy on his face and chest. Even as a child, his self-restraint regarding pleasures was evident, as he was only rarely tempted by them and always approached them with great moderation. In other areas, however, he showed intense passion and enthusiasm, particularly in his pursuit of glory, which revealed a level of ambition and nobility far beyond his years. Unlike his father, Philip, who often flaunted his eloquence to the point of being pedantic and had the victories of his racing chariots at the Olympic Games inscribed on his coins, Alexander did not seek or value recognition at every opportunity. When asked if he would run a race in the Olympic Games, given his speed, he replied that he would, but only if kings could compete alongside him.
While he was yet very young, he entertained the ambassadors from the king of Persia, in the absence of his father, and entering much into conversation with them, gained so much upon them by his affability, and the questions he asked them, which were far from being childish or trifling (for he inquired of them the length of the ways, the nature of the road into inner Asia, the character of their king, how he carried himself toward his enemies, and what forces he was able to bring into the field), that they were struck with admiration of him, and looked upon the ability so much famed of Philip, to be nothing in comparison with the forwardness and high purpose that appeared thus early in his son. Whenever he heard that Philip had taken any town of importance, or won any signal victory, instead of rejoicing at it altogether, he would tell his companions that his father would anticipate every thing, and leave him and them no opportunities of performing great and illustrious actions. For being more bent upon action and glory than upon either pleasure or riches, he esteemed all that he should receive from his father as a diminution of his own future achievements; and would have chosen rather to succeed to a kingdom involved in troubles and wars, which would have afforded him frequent exercise of his courage, and a large field of honor, than to one already flourishing and settled, where his inheritance would be an inactive life, and the mere enjoyment of wealth and luxury.
While he was still very young, he hosted the ambassadors from the king of Persia in his father's absence. He engaged them in conversation, and his friendliness and thoughtful questions—far from childish or trivial—impressed them greatly. He asked about the distances and conditions of the roads to inner Asia, the character of their king, how he treated his enemies, and what military forces he had at his disposal. They were amazed by him and thought that the skills Philip was so famous for were nothing compared to the ambition and determination evident in his son at such an early age. Whenever he heard that Philip had captured an important city or achieved a significant victory, instead of feeling entirely happy about it, he would tell his friends that his father would accomplish everything first and leave him and them no chances to perform great and remarkable deeds. Since he was more focused on action and glory than on pleasure or wealth, he viewed anything he received from his father as a reduction of his potential future accomplishments. He would have preferred to inherit a kingdom embroiled in conflict and wars, providing him plenty of opportunities to prove his bravery and earn honor, rather than one already prosperous and stable, where his inheritance would mean a life of inactivity and mere indulgence in riches and luxury.
The care of his education, as it might be presumed, was committed to a great many attendants, preceptors, and teachers, over the whole of whom Leonidas, a near kinsman of Olympias, a man of an austere temper, presided, who did not indeed himself decline the name of what in reality is a noble and honorable office, but in general his dignity, and his near relationship, obtained him from other people the title of Alexander's fosterfather and governor. But he who took upon him the actual place and style of his "pedagogue," was Lysimachus the Acarnanian.
The responsibility for his education, as one might expect, was handed over to many attendants, tutors, and teachers, all overseen by Leonidas, who was a close relative of Olympias and known for his strict nature. He didn’t shy away from what is genuinely a noble and respectable role, but typically his status and family connection earned him the title of Alexander's foster father and guardian from others. However, it was Lysimachus the Acarnanian who actually took on the role and title of his "pedagogue."
Philonicus the Thessalian brought the horse Bucephalas to Philip, offering to sell him for thirteen talents; but when they went into the field to try him, they found him so very vicious and unmanageable, that he reared up when they endeavored to mount him, and would not so much as endure the voice of any of Philip's attendants. Upon which, as they were leading him away as wholly useless and untractable, Alexander, who stood by, said, "What a magnificent horse they lose, for want of address and boldness to manage him!" Philip at first took no notice of what he said, but when he heard him repeat the same thing several times, and perceived that he was much vexed to see the horse sent away, he said to him, "Do you reproach those who are older than yourself, as if you knew more, and were better able to manage him than they?" "I could manage this horse," replied he, "better than others do." "And if you fail," said Philip, "what will you forfeit for your rashness?" "I will pay," answered Alexander, "the whole price of the horse." At this the whole company fell to laughing; and as soon as the wager was settled amongst them, he immediately ran to the horse, and taking hold of the bridle, turned him directly towards the sun, having, it seems, observed that he was disturbed at and afraid of the motion of his own shadow; then letting him go forward a little, still keeping the reins in his hand, and stroking him gently when he found him beginning to grow eager and fiery, he let fall his upper garment softly, and with one nimble leap securely mounted him, and when he was seated, little by little drew in the bridle, and curbed him without either striking or spurring him. Presently, when he found him free from all rebelliousness, and only impatient for the course, he let him go at full speed, inciting him now with a commanding voice, and urging him also with his heel. Philip and his friends looked on at first in silence and anxiety for the result, till seeing him turn at the end of his career, and come back rejoicing and triumphing for what he had performed, they all burst out into acclamations of applause; and his father, shedding tears, it is said, for joy, kissed him as he came down from his horse, and in his transport, said, "O my son, seek out a kingdom worthy of thyself, for Macedonia is too little for thee."
Philonicus from Thessaly brought the horse Bucephalas to Philip, offering to sell him for thirteen talents. But when they went to try him out in the field, they found him so vicious and hard to handle that he reared up when they tried to mount him and wouldn’t even tolerate the voice of Philip's attendants. As they were leading him away as completely useless and unmanageable, Alexander, who was watching, said, "What a magnificent horse they’re losing for lack of skill and bravery to handle him!" Initially, Philip ignored him, but when he heard him say it several times and noticed he was frustrated at the horse being sent away, he asked, "Are you disrespecting those older than you, as if you knew better how to handle him?" “I can manage this horse,” Alexander replied, “better than they can.” “And if you fail,” Philip said, “what will you lose for your boldness?” “I’ll pay,” answered Alexander, “the full price of the horse.” Everyone laughed at this, and once the bet was agreed upon, he ran to the horse, took hold of the bridle, and turned him toward the sun. He seemed to notice that the horse was afraid of the movement of his own shadow. Then, letting him walk a bit while keeping the reins in his hand and gently stroking him when he became eager and fiery, he quietly dropped his outer garment. With one swift leap, he mounted the horse, and once settled, he slowly pulled in the bridle and controlled him without hitting or spurring him. Once he saw the horse was no longer rebellious and just eager to run, he let him go at full speed, urging him with a commanding voice and his heel. Philip and his friends watched silently and anxiously until they saw Alexander turn at the end of the course and come back, celebrating his achievement. They all burst into applause, and Philip, reportedly shedding tears of joy, kissed him as he dismounted and exclaimed, “Oh my son, find a kingdom worthy of you, for Macedonia is too small for you.”
After this, considering him to be of a temper easy to be led to his duty by reason, but by no means to be compelled, he always endeavored to persuade rather than to command or force him to any thing; and now looking upon the instruction and tuition of his youth to be of greater difficulty and importance, than to be wholly trusted to the ordinary masters in music and poetry, and the common school subjects, and to require, as Sophocles says,
After this, thinking he was someone who could be guided to his responsibilities through reason but not forced, he always tried to persuade rather than command or pressure him into anything. Now believing that guiding and teaching him during his youth was more challenging and important than relying completely on the usual teachers in music, poetry, and basic school subjects, it required, as Sophocles says,
The bridle and the rudder too,
The bridle and the rudder too,
he sent for Aristotle, the most learned and most celebrated philosopher of his time, and rewarded him with a munificence proportionable to and becoming the care he took to instruct his son. For he repeopled his native city Stagira, which he had caused to be demolished a little before, and restored all the citizens who were in exile or slavery, to their habitations. As a place for the pursuit of their studies and exercises, he assigned the temple of the Nymphs, near Mieza, where, to this very day, they show you Aristotle's stone seats, and the shady walks which he was wont to frequent. It would appear that Alexander received from him not only his doctrines of Morals, and of Politics, but also something of those more abstruse and profound theories which these philosophers, by the very names they gave them, professed to reserve for oral communication to the initiated, and did not allow many to become acquainted with. For when he was in Asia, and heard Aristotle had published some treatises of that kind, he wrote to him, using very plain language to him in behalf of philosophy, the following letter: "Alexander to Aristotle greeting. You have not done well to publish your books of oral doctrine, for what is there now that we excel others in, if those things which we have been particularly instructed in be laid open to all? For my part, I assure you, I had rather excel others in the knowledge of what is excellent, than in the extent of my power and dominion. Farewell." And Aristotle, soothing this passion for pre-eminence, speaks, in his excuse for himself, of these doctrines, as in fact both published and not published. To tell the truth, his books on metaphysics are written in a style which makes them useless for ordinary teaching, and instructive only in the way of memoranda, for those who have been already conversant with that sort of learning.
He called for Aristotle, the most knowledgeable and renowned philosopher of his time, and rewarded him generously for his dedication to teaching his son. He repopulated his hometown, Stagira, which he had previously destroyed, and welcomed back all citizens who were in exile or slavery to their homes. As a place for their studies and activities, he designated the temple of the Nymphs near Mieza, where even today they show you the stone seats where Aristotle used to sit and the shaded paths he liked to walk. It seems that Alexander learned from him not just about morals and politics but also some of those deeper and more complex theories that philosophers claimed were meant to be shared only with a select group and kept secret from most. While in Asia, upon hearing that Aristotle had published some of these treatises, he wrote to him a straightforward letter on behalf of philosophy: "Alexander to Aristotle, greetings. You haven’t done well by publishing your oral teachings, because what do we excel at now if the knowledge we’ve been specially taught is available to everyone? Personally, I’d rather stand out for understanding excellence than for the extent of my power and rule. Take care." Aristotle, trying to ease this desire for distinction, explained that these teachings were both published and unpublished. Honestly, his books on metaphysics are written in a way that makes them impractical for regular teaching and useful only as notes for those already familiar with that kind of learning.
Doubtless also it was to Aristotle, that he owed the inclination he had, not to the theory only, but also to the practice of the art of medicine. For when any of his friends were sick, he would often prescribe for them their course of diet, and medicines proper to their disease, as we may find in his epistles. He was naturally a great lover of all kinds of learning and reading; and Onesicritus informs us, that he constantly laid Homer's Iliads, according to the copy corrected by Aristotle, called "The casket copy," with his dagger under his pillow, declaring that he esteemed it a perfect portable treasure of all military virtue and knowledge. When he was in the upper Asia, being destitute of other books, he ordered Harpalus to send him some; who furnished him with Philistus's History, a great many of the plays of Euripides, Sophocles, and Aeschylus, and some dithyrambic odes, composed by Telestes and Philoxenus.
Without a doubt, he owed his interest not just to the theory but also to the practice of medicine to Aristotle. Whenever any of his friends fell ill, he would often suggest the right diet and medications for their conditions, as we can see in his letters. He had a natural love for all kinds of learning and reading. Onesicritus tells us that he always kept a copy of Homer's Iliad, specifically the version corrected by Aristotle, known as "The casket copy," tucked under his pillow with his dagger, claiming it was a perfect portable treasure of all military wisdom and knowledge. While he was in Upper Asia and lacking other books, he asked Harpalus to send him some. Harpalus provided him with Philistus's History, many plays by Euripides, Sophocles, and Aeschylus, and some dithyrambic odes written by Telestes and Philoxenus.
While Philip went on his expedition against the Byzantines, he left Alexander, then sixteen years old, his lieutenant in Macedonia, committing the charge of his seal to him; who, not to sit idle, reduced the rebellious Maedi, and having taken their chief town by storm, drove out the barbarous inhabitants, and planting a colony of several nations in their room, called the place after his own name, Alexandropolis. At the battle of Chaeronea, which his father fought against the Greeks, he is said to have been the first man that charged the Thebans' sacred band. And even in my remembrance, there stood an old oak near the river Cephisus, which people called Alexander's oak, because his tent was pitched under it. And not far off are to be seen the graves of the Macedonians who fell in that battle. This early bravery made Philip so fond of him, that nothing pleased him more than to hear his subjects call himself their general and Alexander their king.
While Philip went on his campaign against the Byzantines, he left Alexander, who was then sixteen, in charge as his lieutenant in Macedonia, giving him the responsibility of his seal. To avoid idleness, Alexander subdued the rebellious Maedi, took their main town by storm, expelled the barbaric inhabitants, and established a colony of various nations in their place, naming it Alexandropolis after himself. During the battle of Chaeronea, which his father fought against the Greeks, Alexander is said to have been the first to charge the sacred band of Thebans. Even in my memory, there stood an old oak near the river Cephisus, which people called Alexander's oak because his tent was set up beneath it. Not far from there, you can still see the graves of the Macedonians who fell in that battle. This early display of bravery made Philip very fond of him, so much so that nothing pleased him more than to hear his subjects refer to himself as their general and Alexander as their king.
But later on, through an unfortunate marriage of Philip with Cleopatra, the niece of Attalus, an estrangement grew up between them. And not long after the brother of Alexander, Pausanias, having had an insult done to him at the instance of Attalus and Cleopatra, when he found he could get no reparation for his disgrace at Philip's hands, watched his opportunity and murdered him.
But later on, due to an unfortunate marriage between Philip and Cleopatra, the niece of Attalus, a rift developed between them. Not long after, Alexander's brother, Pausanias, who had been insulted by Attalus and Cleopatra, realized he couldn't get any justice from Philip for his humiliation, seized his chance, and killed him.
Alexander was but twenty years old when his father was murdered, and succeeded to a kingdom beset on all sides with great dangers, and rancorous enemies. Hearing the Thebans were in revolt, and the Athenians in correspondence with them, he immediately marched through the pass of Thermopylae, saying that to Demosthenes, who had called him a child while he was in Illyria, and a youth when he was in Thessaly, he would appear a man before the walls of Athens.
Alexander was just twenty years old when his father was killed, inheriting a kingdom surrounded by significant dangers and fierce enemies. When he heard that the Thebans were rebelling and the Athenians were in contact with them, he quickly marched through the pass of Thermopylae, declaring that he would show Demosthenes, who had called him a child while he was in Illyria and a young man when he was in Thessaly, that he would present himself as a man before the walls of Athens.
When he came to Thebes, to show how willing he was to accept of their repentance for what was past, he only demanded of them Phoenix and Prothytes, the authors of the rebellion, and proclaimed a general pardon to those who would come over to him. But when the Thebans merely retorted by demanding Philotas and Antipater to be delivered into their hands, he applied himself to make them feel the last extremities of war. The Thebans defended themselves with a zeal and courage beyond their strength, being much outnumbered by their enemies. But when the Macedonian garrison sallied out upon them from the citadel, they were so hemmed in on all sides, that the greater part of them fell in the battle; the city itself being taken by storm, was sacked and razed, Alexander's hope being that so severe an example might terrify the rest of Greece into obedience. So that, except the priests, and a few who had heretofore been the friends and connections of the Macedonians, the family of the poet Pindar, and those who were known to have opposed the public vote for the war, all the rest, to the number of thirty thousand, were publicly sold for slaves; and it is computed that upwards of six thousand were put to the sword. Among the other calamities that befell the city, it happened that some Thracian soldiers having broken into the house of a matron of high character and repute named Timoclea, their captain, to satisfy his avarice, asked her if she knew of any money concealed; to which she readily answered that she did, and bade him follow her into a garden, where she showed him a well, into which, she told him, upon the taking of the city she had thrown what she had of most value. The greedy Thracian presently stooping down to view the place where he thought the treasure lay, she came behind him, and pushed him into the well, and then flung great stones in upon him, till she had killed him. After which, when the soldiers led her away bound to Alexander, her very mien and gait showed her to be a woman of dignity and high mind, not betraying the least sign of fear or astonishment. And when the king asked her who she was, she said, "I am the sister of Theagenes, who fought at the battle of Chaeronea with your father, Philip, and fell there in command for the liberty of Greece." Alexander was so surprised, both at what she had done, and what she said, that he could not chose but give her and her children their freedom to go whither they pleased.
When he arrived in Thebes, to show how willing he was to accept their regret for the past, he only asked for Phoenix and Prothytes, the leaders of the rebellion, and announced a general pardon for those who would switch sides. But when the Thebans simply countered by demanding that Philotas and Antipater be handed over to them, he focused on making them experience the full force of war. The Thebans fought back with zeal and bravery beyond their capabilities, despite being greatly outnumbered by their enemies. However, when the Macedonian garrison came out from the citadel, they were surrounded on all sides, resulting in a significant number of them falling in battle; the city itself was stormed, looted, and destroyed, as Alexander hoped that such a harsh example would scare the rest of Greece into submission. So, except for the priests, a few who had previously been friends and allies of the Macedonians, the family of the poet Pindar, and those known to have opposed the public vote for the war, all the rest—around thirty thousand—were sold into slavery, and it is estimated that over six thousand were executed. Among the other misfortunes that hit the city, some Thracian soldiers broke into the home of a respected matron named Timoclea. Their captain, driven by greed, asked her if she knew of any hidden money. She quickly replied that she did and led him to a garden, where she pointed out a well, claiming that she had thrown her most valuable possessions into it when the city fell. The greedy Thracian bent down to look for the treasure, and she pushed him into the well from behind, then threw heavy stones on top of him until he was dead. After that, when the soldiers took her, bound, to Alexander, her posture and demeanor made it clear she was a woman of dignity and high spirit, showing no signs of fear or shock. When the king asked her who she was, she said, "I am the sister of Theagenes, who fought at the battle of Chaeronea against your father, Philip, and fell there in the struggle for Greece’s freedom." Alexander was so astonished by both her actions and her words that he felt compelled to grant her and her children their freedom to go wherever they wished.
After this he received the Athenians into favor. Whether it were, like the lion, that his passion was now satisfied, or that after an example of extreme cruelty, he had a mind to appear merciful, it happened well for the Athenians. Certain it is, too, that in after-time he often repented of his severity to the Thebans, and his remorse had such influence on his temper as to make him ever after less rigorous to all others. And it was observed that whatsoever any Theban, who had the good fortune to survive this victory, asked of him, he was sure to grant without the least difficulty.
After this, he won the favor of the Athenians. Whether it was like a lion, his anger now satisfied, or that after a display of extreme cruelty, he wanted to seem merciful, it ended up being good for the Athenians. It's also certain that later on, he often regretted his harshness toward the Thebans, and his feelings of remorse affected his attitude, making him less strict with others from then on. It was noted that whatever any Theban, who was fortunate enough to survive this victory, asked of him, he would grant without any hesitation.
Soon after, the Greeks being assembled at the Isthmus, declared their resolution of joining with Alexander in the war against the Persians, and proclaimed him their general. While he stayed here, many public ministers and philosophers came from all parts to visit him, and congratulated him on his election, but contrary to his expectation, Diogenes of Sinope, who then was living at Corinth, thought so little of him, that instead of coming to compliment him, he never so much as stirred out of the suburb called the Cranium, where Alexander ran across him lying at full length in the sun. When he saw so much company near him, he raised himself a little, and vouchsafed to look upon Alexander; and when he kindly asked him whether he wanted any thing, "Yes," said he, "I would have you stand from between me and the sun." Alexander was so struck at this answer, and surprised at the greatness of the man, who had taken so little notice of him, that as he went away, he told his followers who were laughing at the moroseness of the philosopher, that if he were not Alexander, he would choose to be Diogenes.
Soon after, the Greeks gathered at the Isthmus and declared their decision to join Alexander in the war against the Persians, naming him their general. While he was there, many public officials and philosophers came from all over to see him and congratulated him on his election. However, contrary to his expectations, Diogenes of Sinope, who was living in Corinth at the time, thought so little of him that instead of coming to pay his respects, he didn't even come out of the suburb called the Cranium. Alexander found him lying in the sun. When Diogenes noticed the crowd around him, he propped himself up a little and glanced at Alexander. When Alexander kindly asked if he needed anything, Diogenes replied, "Yes, could you move out from between me and the sun?" Alexander was so taken aback by this response and impressed by the man's disregard for him that as he left, he told his followers, who were laughing at the philosopher's sourness, that if he weren't Alexander, he would choose to be Diogenes.
His army consisted of about thirty thousand foot, and four thousand horse; and Aristobulus says, he had not a fund of over seventy talents for their pay, nor more than thirty days' provision, if we may believe Duris. However narrow the beginnings of so vast an undertaking might seem to be, yet he would not embark his army until he had informed himself particularly what means his friends had to enable them to follow him, and supplied what they wanted, by giving good farms to some, a village to one, and the revenue of some hamlet or harbor town to another. So that at last he had portioned out or engaged almost all the royal property; which giving Perdiccas an occasion to ask him what he would leave himself, he answered, "My hopes." "Your soldiers," replied Perdiccas, "will be your partners in those," and refused to accept of the estate he had assigned him.
His army was made up of about thirty thousand foot soldiers and four thousand cavalry. Aristobulus claims he had no more than seventy talents for their pay and only enough provisions for thirty days, according to Duris. No matter how limited the beginnings of such a massive venture might appear, he wouldn’t set his army in motion until he understood exactly what resources his friends had to support him. He made sure to provide for their needs by giving good farms to some, a village to another, and the revenue from various small towns or harbors to others. In the end, he almost distributed or committed all the royal properties; this led Perdiccas to ask him what he would keep for himself, to which he replied, "My hopes." Perdiccas responded, "Your soldiers will share in those," and refused to accept the estate he had been awarded.
With such vigorous resolutions, and his mind thus disposed, he passed the Hellespont, and at Troy sacrificed to Minerva, and honored the memory of the heroes who were buried there, with solemn libations; especially Achilles, whose gravestone he anointed, and with his friends, as the ancient custom is, ran naked about his sepulchre, and crowned it with garlands, declaring how happy he esteemed him, in having, while he lived, so faithful a friend, and when he was dead, so famous a poet to proclaim his actions. While he was viewing the rest of the antiquities and curiosities of the place, being told he might see Paris's harp, if he pleased, he said, he thought it not worth looking at, but he should be glad to see that of Achilles, to which he used to sing the glories and great actions of brave men.
With such strong resolutions and his mind set, he crossed the Hellespont and at Troy sacrificed to Minerva, honoring the memory of the heroes buried there with solemn offerings, especially Achilles, whose gravestone he anointed. Along with his friends, as was the ancient custom, he ran naked around his tomb and crowned it with wreaths, expressing how happy he felt to have had such a loyal friend in life and such a famous poet to celebrate his deeds after his death. While exploring the rest of the historical sites and curiosities in the area, he was told he could see Paris's harp if he wanted. He replied that he didn't think it was worth a look, but he would love to see Achilles's harp, the one to which he used to sing the glories and great deeds of brave men.
In the meantime Darius's captains having collected large forces, were encamped on the further bank of the river Granicus, and it was necessary to fight, as it were, in the gate of Asia for an entrance into it. And when Parmenio advised him not to attempt anything that day, because it was late, he told him that he should disgrace the Hellespont, should he fear the Granicus. And so without saying more, he immediately took the river with thirteen troops of horse, and advanced against whole showers of darts thrown from the steep opposite side, which was covered with armed multitudes of the enemy's horse and foot, notwithstanding the disadvantage of the ground and the rapidity of the stream; so that the action seemed to have more of frenzy and desperation in it, than of prudent conduct. However, he persisted obstinately to gain the passage, and at last with much ado making his way up the banks, which were extremely muddy and slippery, he had instantly to join in a mere confused hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, before he could draw up his men, who were still passing over, into any order. For the enemy pressed upon him with loud and warlike outcries; and charging horse against horse, with their lances, after they had broken and spent these, they fell to it with their swords. And Alexander, being easily known by his buckler, and a large plume of white feathers on each side of his helmet, was attacked on all sides, yet escaped without a wound, though his cuirass was pierced by a javelin in one of the joinings. And Rhoesaces and Spithridates, two Persian commanders, falling upon him at once, he avoided one of them, and struck at Rhoesaces, who had a good cuirass on, with such force, that his spear breaking in his hand, he was glad to betake himself to his dagger. While they were thus engaged, Spithridates came up on the other side of him, and raising himself upon his horse, gave him such a blow with his battle-axe on the helmet, that he cut off the crest of it, with one of his plumes, and the helmet was only just so far strong enough to save him, that the edge of the weapon touched the hair of his head. But as he was about to repeat his stroke, Clitus, called the black Clitus, prevented him, by running him through the body with his spear. At the same time Alexander despatched Rhoesaces with his sword. While the horse were thus dangerously engaged, the Macedonian phalanx passed the river, and the foot on each side advanced to fight. But the enemy hardly sustaining the first onset, soon gave ground and fled, all but the mercenary Greeks, who, making a stand upon a rising ground, desired quarter, which Alexander, guided rather by passion than judgment, refused to grant, and charging them himself first, had his horse (not Bucephalas, but another) killed under him. And this obstinacy of his to cut off these experienced, desperate men, cost him the lives of more of his own soldiers than all the battle before, besides those who were wounded. The Persians lost in this battle twenty thousand foot, and two thousand five hundred horse. On Alexander's side, Aristobulus says there were not over four and thirty missing, of whom nine were foot-soldiers; and in memory of them he caused as many statues of brass, of Lysippus's making, to be erected. And that the Greeks might participate in the honor of his victory, he sent a portion of the spoils home to them, particularly to the Athenians three hundred bucklers, and upon all the rest he ordered this inscription to be set: "Alexander the son of Philip, and the Greeks, except the Lacedaemonians, won these from the barbarians who inhabit Asia." All the plate and purple garments, and other things of the same kind that he took from the Persians, except a very small quantity which he reserved for himself, he sent as a present to his mother.
In the meantime, Darius's captains had gathered a large army and were camped on the far bank of the Granicus River. It was essential to fight, as if it were the gateway to Asia, to gain entry into it. When Parmenio advised against taking any action that day because it was late, Alexander replied that he would disgrace the Hellespont if he feared the Granicus. Without saying more, he immediately took the river with thirteen cavalry troops, advancing against a rain of darts from the steep opposite bank, which was crowded with the enemy's foot soldiers and cavalry. Despite the challenging terrain and the swift current, his actions seemed more impulsive and reckless than strategically sound. Still, he stubbornly persisted in crossing, and after much struggle to navigate the muddy and slippery banks, he was thrust into a chaotic hand-to-hand combat with the enemy before he could organize his men, who were still crossing. The enemy attacked him with loud war cries, and after their lances were used up in clashes between horsemen, they fought with swords. Alexander was easily recognizable by his shield and the large plume of white feathers on his helmet, facing attacks from all sides yet escaping unscathed, though a javelin pierced his cuirass at a joint. Rhoesaces and Spithridates, two Persian commanders, struck at him simultaneously; he dodged one and attacked Rhoesaces, whose armor was robust, with such force that his spear broke, forcing him to pull out his dagger. While they fought, Spithridates approached on the other side, raising himself on his horse and striking Alexander's helmet with his battle-axe, cutting off the crest along with one of the plumes. The helmet was barely sturdy enough to protect him, as the blade came close to his hair. Just as he was about to swing again, Clitus, known as the black Clitus, intercepted him by stabbing him in the body with his spear. At that moment, Alexander dispatched Rhoesaces with his sword. While the cavalry were engaged dangerously, the Macedonian phalanx crossed the river, and infantry on both sides advanced to battle. But the enemy, struggling to withstand the initial assault, quickly retreated, except for the mercenary Greeks who took a stand on higher ground, asking for mercy. Alexander, driven more by anger than reason, refused them and charged first, resulting in the death of his horse (which was not Bucephalas, but another). This stubbornness to eliminate these seasoned, desperate fighters cost him more of his own soldiers' lives than all previous battles combined, along with many more injuries. The Persians lost twenty thousand foot soldiers and two thousand five hundred horsemen in this battle. According to Aristobulus, there were only thirty-four losses on Alexander's side, nine of whom were foot soldiers. In their memory, he had as many bronze statues, made by Lysippus, erected. To honor the Greeks for sharing in his victory, he sent some of the spoils back to them, including three hundred shields specifically for the Athenians, and on all the rest, he ordered this inscription to be inscribed: "Alexander, son of Philip, and the Greeks, except for the Lacedaemonians, won these from the barbarians who inhabit Asia." He sent all the silver and purple garments and similar items taken from the Persians as a gift to his mother, keeping only a small portion for himself.
This battle presently made a great change of affairs to Alexander's advantage. For Sardis itself, the chief seat of the barbarians' power in the maritime provinces, and many other considerable places, were surrendered to him; only Halicarnassus and Miletus stood out, which he took by force, together with the territory about them. After which he was a little unsettled in his opinion how to proceed. Sometimes he thought it best to find out Darius as soon as he could, and put all to the hazard of a battle; at another time he looked upon it as a more prudent course to make an entire reduction of the sea-coast, and not to seek the enemy till he had first exercised his power here and made himself secure of the resources of these provinces. While he was thus deliberating what to do, it happened that a spring of water near the city of Xanthus in Lycia, of its own accord swelled over its banks, and threw up a copper plate upon the margin, in which was engraven in ancient characters, that the time would come, when the Persian empire should be destroyed by the Greeks. Encouraged by this incident, he proceeded to reduce the maritime parts of Cilicia and Phoenicia, and passed his army along the sea-coasts of Pamphylia with such expedition that many historians have described and extolled it with a height of admiration, as if it were no less than a miracle, and an extraordinary effect of divine favor, that the waves which usually come rolling in violently from the main, and hardly ever leave so much as a narrow beach under the steep, broken cliffs at any time uncovered, should on a sudden retire to afford him passage. Menander, in one of his comedies, alludes to this marvel when he says,
This battle significantly changed the situation in favor of Alexander. Sardis, the main stronghold of the barbarians in the coastal regions, along with many other important locations, surrendered to him. Only Halicarnassus and Miletus resisted, which he eventually captured by force, along with the surrounding areas. Afterward, he felt a bit uncertain about how to move forward. Sometimes he thought it was best to locate Darius as quickly as possible and risk a battle; at other times, he considered it wiser to secure the entire coastline and only seek out the enemy after consolidating his power in those regions. While he was pondering his next steps, a spring near the city of Xanthus in Lycia spontaneously overflowed and revealed a copper plate on the shore, inscribed in ancient characters, predicting that a time would come when the Persian empire would be destroyed by the Greeks. Encouraged by this event, he moved to take control of the coastal areas of Cilicia and Phoenicia and advanced his army along the shores of Pamphylia so swiftly that many historians have described and praised it as nothing short of a miracle—a remarkable sign of divine favor—because the usually violent waves, which rarely left even a small beach beneath the steep cliffs, suddenly receded to allow him passage. Menander, in one of his comedies, refers to this wonder when he says,
Was Alexander ever favored more? Each man I wish for meets me at the door, And should I ask for passage through the sea, The sea, I doubt not, would retire for me.
Was Alexander ever favored more? Every man I desire comes to greet me at the door, And if I were to ask for passage across the sea, I have no doubt the sea would part for me.
Then he subdued the Pisidians who made head against him, and conquered the Phrygians, at whose chief city Gordium, which is said to be the seat of the ancient Midas, he saw the famous chariot fastened with cords made of the rind of the cornel-tree, about which the inhabitants had a tradition, that for him who should untie it, was reserved the empire of the world. Most authors tell the story of Alexander, finding himself unable to untie the knot, the ends of which were secretly twisted round and folded up within it, cut it asunder with his sword. But Aristobulus tells us it was easy for him to undo it, by only pulling the pin out of the pole, to which the yoke was tied, and afterwards drawing off the yoke itself from below.
Then he defeated the Pisidians who opposed him and conquered the Phrygians. In their main city, Gordium, which is said to be the home of the ancient Midas, he saw the famous chariot tied with cords made from the bark of the cornel-tree. The locals had a tradition that whoever could untie it would be destined to rule the world. Most writers recount the story of Alexander, who, unable to undo the knot because its ends were cleverly twisted and hidden within, decided to cut it with his sword. However, Aristobulus tells us it was actually easy for him to undo it by simply pulling the pin out of the pole to which the yoke was attached and then sliding the yoke off from below.
Darius was by this time upon his march from Susa, very confident, in the number of his men, which amounted to six hundred thousand. But Alexander was detained in Cilicia by a sickness, which some say he contracted from his fatigues, others from bathing in the river Cydnus, whose waters were exceedingly cold. None of his physicians would venture to give him any remedies, they thought his case so desperate, and were so afraid of the suspicions and ill-will of the Macedonians if they should fail in the cure; till Philip, the Acarnanian, seeing how critical his case was, but relying on his own well-known friendship for him, resolved to try the last efforts of his art, and rather hazard his own credit and life, than suffer him to perish for want of physic, which he confidently administered to him, encouraging him to take it boldly, if he desired a speedy recovery, in order to prosecute the war. At this very time, Parmenio wrote to Alexander from the camp, bidding him have a care of Philip, as one who was bribed by Darius to kill him, with great sums of money, and a promise of his daughter in marriage. When he had perused the letter, he put it under his pillow, without so much as showing it to any of his most intimate friends, and when Philip came in with the potion, he took it with great cheerfulness and assurance, giving him meantime the letter to read. This was a spectacle well worth being present at, to see Alexander take the draught, and Philip read the letter at the same time, and then turn and look upon one another, but with different sentiments; for Alexander's looks were cheerful and open, to show his kindness to and confidence in his physician, while the other was full of surprise and alarm at the accusation, appealing to the gods to witness his innocence, sometimes lifting up his hands to heaven, and then throwing himself down by the bedside, and beseeching Alexander to lay aside all fear, and follow his directions without apprehension. For the medicine at first worked so strongly as to drive, as it were, the vital forces into the interior; he lost his speech, and falling into a swoon, had scarcely any sense or pulse left. However, in a very short time, by Philip's means, his health and strength returned, and he showed himself in public to the Macedonians, who were in continual fear and dejection until they saw him abroad again.
Darius was now on his way from Susa, feeling very confident with an army of six hundred thousand men. Meanwhile, Alexander was stuck in Cilicia due to an illness, which some say he got from his exhaustion and others from bathing in the very cold waters of the river Cydnus. None of his doctors dared to give him any treatments because they thought his situation was hopeless, and they were afraid of the Macedonians' suspicion and resentment if they failed to help him. But Philip, the Acarnanian, seeing how serious his condition was and trusting in his own well-known friendship with Alexander, decided to make one last effort to save him. He was willing to risk his own reputation and life rather than let Alexander die for lack of medicine, and he confidently administered a remedy, encouraging Alexander to take it boldly if he wanted to recover quickly and continue the war. At that moment, Parmenio wrote to Alexander from the camp, warning him to be careful of Philip, claiming that Darius had bribed him to kill Alexander with a large sum of money and a promise of his daughter in marriage. After reading the letter, Alexander placed it under his pillow without showing it to any of his close friends. When Philip arrived with the potion, Alexander took it cheerfully and confidently while handing Philip the letter to read. It was quite a sight to witness Alexander drinking the potion and Philip reading the letter at the same time, both looking at each other with different feelings; Alexander was cheerful and open, showing his trust in his physician, while Philip appeared shocked and alarmed by the accusation, raising his hands to the heavens to plead his innocence, sometimes falling to the floor by the bedside and begging Alexander to dismiss his fears and follow his advice without worry. At first, the medicine had a powerful effect, causing Alexander to lose his speech and faint, leaving him with little sense or pulse. However, thanks to Philip, his health and strength quickly returned, and he reappeared in public to the relief of the Macedonians, who had been anxious and downcast until they saw him again.
Darius, in the meantime marched into Cilicia, at the same time that Alexander advanced into Syria to meet him; and missing one another in the night, they both turned back again. Alexander, greatly pleased with the event, made all the haste he could to fight in the defiles, and Darius to recover his former ground, and draw his army out of so disadvantageous a place. For now he began to see his error in engaging himself too far in a country in which the sea, the mountains, and the river Pinarus running through the midst of it, would force him to divide his forces, render his horse almost unserviceable, and only cover and support the weakness of the enemy. Fortune was not kinder to Alexander in the choice of the ground, than he was careful to improve it to his advantage. For being much inferior in numbers, so far from allowing himself to be outflanked, he stretched his right wing much further out than the left wing of his enemies, and fighting there himself in the very foremost ranks, put the barbarians to flight. In this battle he was wounded in the thigh, Chares says by Darius, with whom he fought hand to hand. But in the account which he gave Antipater of the battle, though he owns he was wounded in the thigh with a sword, though not dangerously, he does not mention who it was that wounded him.
Darius, meanwhile, marched into Cilicia at the same time that Alexander moved into Syria to confront him; and after missing each other during the night, they both turned back. Alexander, very pleased with this turn of events, rushed to engage in the narrow passes, while Darius aimed to reclaim his previous position and move his army out of such a disadvantageous spot. He began to realize his mistake in pushing too far into a territory where the sea, mountains, and the Pinarus River ran through the middle of it, forcing him to split his forces, making his cavalry nearly useless, and only helping to reinforce the weakness of the enemy. Fortune was not more favorable to Alexander in terms of the terrain, but he was determined to make the most of it. Even though he was outnumbered, he refused to be outflanked and extended his right wing much farther than the left wing of his enemies, fighting in the very front lines and driving the barbarians back. In this battle, he was wounded in the thigh, according to Chares, by Darius, with whom he battled in close combat. However, in the report he gave to Antipater about the battle, although he admits he was wounded in the thigh by a sword, and that it wasn’t serious, he doesn’t mention who inflicted the injury.
Nothing was wanting to complete this victory, in which he overthrew above a hundred and ten thousand of his enemies, but the taking of the person of Darius, who escaped very narrowly by flight. However, having captured his chariot and his bow, he returned from pursuing him, and found his own men busy in pillaging the barbarians' camp, which (though to disburden themselves, they had left most of their baggage at Damascus) was exceedingly rich. But Darius's tent, which was full of splendid furniture, and quantities of gold and silver, they reserved for Alexander himself, who after he had put off his arms, went to bathe himself, saying, "Let us now cleanse ourselves from the toils of war in the bath of Darius." "Not so," replied one of his followers, "but in Alexander's rather; for the property of the conquered is, and should be called, the conqueror's." Here, when he beheld the bathing vessels, the water-pots, the pans, and the ointment boxes, all of gold, curiously wrought, and smelt the fragrant odors with which the whole place was exquisitely perfumed, and from thence passed into a pavilion of great size and height, where the couches and tables and preparations for an entertainment were perfectly magnificent, he turned to those about him and said, "This, it seems, is royalty."
Nothing was missing to complete this victory, where he defeated over a hundred and ten thousand of his enemies, except for capturing Darius, who narrowly escaped by fleeing. However, after seizing his chariot and bow, he returned from chasing him and found his men busy looting the barbarians' camp, which, although they had left most of their baggage behind in Damascus, was extremely wealthy. They kept Darius's tent, filled with exquisite furnishings and plenty of gold and silver, for Alexander himself. After he took off his armor, he went to bathe, saying, "Let's cleanse ourselves from the hardships of war in Darius's bath." "Not so," replied one of his followers, "but in Alexander's instead; for the property of the conquered belongs to the conqueror." When he saw the bathing vessels, water pots, pans, and ointment boxes, all made of intricately crafted gold, and smelled the fragrant scents that filled the area, he moved into a large, high pavilion where the couches, tables, and preparations for a celebration were truly magnificent. He turned to those around him and said, "This, it seems, is royalty."
But as he was going to supper, word was brought him that Darius's mother and wife and two unmarried daughters, being taken among the rest of the prisoners, were all in mourning and sorrow upon the sight of his chariot and bow, imagining him to be dead. After a little he sent Leonnatus to them, to let them know Darius was not dead, and that they need not fear any harm from Alexander, who made war upon him only for dominion. But the noblest and most royal part of their usage was, that he treated these illustrious prisoners according to their virtue and character, not suffering them to hear, or receive, or so much as to apprehend any thing that was unbecoming. So that they seemed rather lodged in some temple, or some holy chambers, where they enjoyed their privacy sacred and uninterrupted, than in the camp of an enemy. Yet Darius's wife was accounted the most beautiful princess then living, as her husband the tallest and handsomest man of his time, and the daughters were not unworthy of their parents.
But as he was heading to dinner, he was informed that Darius's mother, wife, and two unmarried daughters, who had been taken as prisoners, were all grieving at the sight of his chariot and bow, thinking he was dead. After a while, he sent Leonnatus to tell them that Darius was alive and that they had nothing to fear from Alexander, who waged war against him only for power. The most noble aspect of their treatment was that he honored these distinguished prisoners according to their dignity and status, not allowing them to hear, perceive, or even imagine anything inappropriate. They seemed more like they were staying in a temple or some sacred chambers where they enjoyed their privacy without interruption, rather than in the camp of an enemy. Darius's wife was considered the most beautiful princess alive at that time, just as her husband was the tallest and handsomest man of his era, and their daughters were worthy of their parents.
In his diet Alexander was most temperate, as appears, omitting many other circumstances, by what he said to Ada, whom he adopted, with the title of mother, and afterwards created queen of Caria. For when she out of kindness sent him every day many curious dishes, and sweetmeats, and would have furnished him with some cooks and pastry-men, who were thought to have great skill, he told her he wanted none of them, his preceptor, Leonidas, having already given him the best, which were "a night march to prepare for breakfast, and a moderate breakfast to create an appetite for supper." Leonidas also, he added, used to open and search the furniture of his chamber, and his wardrobe, to see if his mother had left him any thing that was delicate or superfluous. He was much less addicted to wine than was generally believed; that which gave people occasion to think so of him was, that when he had nothing else to do, he loved to sit long and talk, rather than drink, and over every cup hold a long conversation. For when his affairs called upon him, he would not be detained, as other generals often were, either by wine, or sleep, nuptial solemnities, spectacles, or any other diversion whatsoever; a convincing argument of which is, that in the short time he lived, he accomplished so many and so great actions. When he was free from employment, after he was up, and had sacrificed to the gods, he used to sit down to breakfast, and then spend the rest of the day in hunting, or writing memoirs, giving decisions on some military questions, or reading. In marches that required no great haste, he would practice shooting as he went along, or to mount a chariot, and alight from it in full speed. Sometimes, for sport's sake, as his journals tell us, he would hunt foxes and go fowling. When he came in for the evening, after he had bathed and was anointed, he would call for his bakers and chief cooks, to know if they had his dinner ready. He never cared to dine till it was pretty late and beginning to be dark, and as wonderfully circumspect at meals that every one who sat with him should be served alike and with proper attention; and his love of talking, as was said before, made him delight to sit long at his wine. And no prince's conversation was ever so agreeable, yet he would at times fall into a temper of ostentation and soldierly boasting, which gave his flatterers a great advantage to ride him, and made his better friends very uneasy. After such an entertainment, he was wont to bathe, and then perhaps he would sleep till noon, and sometimes all day long. He was so very temperate in his eating, that when any rare fish or fruits were sent him, he would distribute them among his friends, and often reserve nothing for himself. His table, however, was always magnificent, the expense of it still increasing with his good fortune, till it amounted to ten thousand drachmas a day, to which sum he limited it, and beyond this he would suffer none to lay out in any entertainment where he himself was the guest.
In his diet, Alexander was very moderate, as shown by his interactions with Ada, whom he adopted as his mother and later made queen of Caria. When she generously sent him many elaborate dishes and sweets every day, offering to provide skilled cooks and pastry chefs, he told her he didn't need any of them. His teacher, Leonidas, had already given him the best advice: "a night march to prepare for breakfast, and a light breakfast to build an appetite for supper." He also mentioned that Leonidas would check his room and wardrobe to see if his mother had left him anything fancy or excessive. He drank much less wine than most people thought; the impression came from the fact that when he wasn’t busy, he preferred to sit and chat for long periods rather than drink. He would engage in lengthy conversations over every cup. When his duties called, he wouldn’t let himself be sidetracked by wine, sleep, weddings, shows, or any other distractions, which is evident from the many significant achievements he accomplished in his short life. Once free from his tasks, after rising and sacrificing to the gods, he would sit down to breakfast and then spend the rest of the day hunting, writing notes, making decisions on military matters, or reading. In marches without urgency, he would practice shooting on the way or practice getting in and out of a chariot at full speed. Sometimes, just for fun, as his journals mention, he would hunt foxes or go fowling. In the evenings, after bathing and being anointed, he would ask his bakers and head cooks if dinner was ready. He preferred dining later in the evening when it was getting dark and was very careful at meals to ensure that everyone dining with him was served equally and attentively. As mentioned, his love for conversation made him enjoy lingering over his wine. No prince's conversation was ever more enjoyable, although sometimes he would show off and boast about being a soldier, which gave his flatterers an opportunity to take advantage of him and made his closer friends quite uncomfortable. After such gatherings, he would often bathe and then maybe sleep until noon or even all day. He was so moderate in his eating that when he received rare fish or fruits, he would share them with his friends and often keep nothing for himself. However, his table was always lavish, and the costs increased with his success, reaching up to ten thousand drachmas a day, a limit he set, ensuring that no one could spend more than that on any meal he attended.
Among the treasures and other booty that was taken from Darius, there was a very precious casket, which being brought to Alexander for a great rarity, he asked those about him what they thought fittest to be laid up in it; and when they had delivered their various opinions, he told them he should keep Homer's Iliad in it. Nor did Homer prove an unprofitable companion to him in his expeditions. For, after he had become master of Egypt he determined to found a great and populous city, and give to it his own name. And when he had measured and staked out the ground with the advice of the best architects, he chanced one night in his sleep to see a wonderful vision; a gray-headed old man, of a venerable aspect, appeared to stand by him, and pronounce these verses:
Among the treasures and other loot taken from Darius, there was a very valuable casket. When it was brought to Alexander as a rare find, he asked those around him what they thought should be kept inside it. After hearing their different opinions, he decided to keep Homer's Iliad in it. Homer proved to be a valuable companion during his campaigns. After he conquered Egypt, he decided to found a large and thriving city and name it after himself. One night, while he was asleep, he had a remarkable dream; a gray-haired old man, with an impressive appearance, appeared to him and recited these verses:
An island lies, where loud the billows roar, Pharos they call it, on the Egyptian shore.
An island exists, where the waves crash loudly, They call it Pharos, located on the coast of Egypt.
Alexander upon this immediately rose up and went to Pharos, which, at that time, was an island lying a little above the Canobic mouth of the river Nile, though it has now been joined to the main land by a mole. As soon as he saw the commodious situation of the place, it being a long neck of land, stretching like an isthmus between large lagoons and shallow waters on one side, and the sea on the other, the latter at the end of it making a spacious harbor, he said, Homer, besides his other excellences, was a very good architect, and ordered the plan of a city to be drawn out answerable to the place. To do which, for want of chalk, the soil being black, they laid out their lines with flour, taking in a pretty large compass of ground in a semicircular figure, and drawing into the inside of the circumference equal straight lines from each end, thus giving it something of the form of a cloak or cape. While he was pleasing himself with his design, on a sudden an infinite number of great birds of several kinds, rising like a black cloud out of the river and the lake, came and devoured every morsel of the flour that had been used in setting out the lines; at which omen even Alexander himself was troubled, till the augurs restored his confidence again by telling him it was a sign that the city he was about to build would not only abound in all things within itself, but also be the nurse and feeder of many nations.
Alexander immediately got up and went to Pharos, which at that time was an island just above the Canobic mouth of the Nile River, though it has since been connected to the mainland by a causeway. As soon as he noticed the advantageous location of the place—a long stretch of land, like an isthmus, sitting between large lagoons and shallow waters on one side and the sea on the other, with the latter forming a spacious harbor at the end—he remarked that Homer, in addition to his other talents, was a great architect. He ordered a city plan to be drawn up that fit the area. To do this, since they didn’t have chalk and the soil was black, they marked out their lines with flour, covering a sizeable area in a semicircular shape and drawing equal straight lines from each end into the inner circumference, giving it a slight resemblance to a cloak or cape. While he was enjoying his design, a sudden swarm of large birds of various kinds rose like a dark cloud from the river and the lake, swooping down to devour every bit of the flour used for the lines. This omen troubled even Alexander until the augurs reassured him by saying it meant the city he was about to build would not only be self-sufficient but also nurture and support many nations.
The great battle of all that was fought with Darius, was not, as most writers tell us, at Arbela, but at Gaugamela, which, in their language, signifies the camel's house, forasmuch as one of their ancient kings having escaped the pursuit of his enemies on a swift camel, in gratitude to his beast settled him at this place, with an allowance of certain villages and rents for his maintenance. It came to pass that in the month Boedromion, about the beginning of the Feast of Mysteries at Athens, there was an eclipse of the moon, the eleventh night after which, the two armies being now in view of one another, Darius kept his men in arms, and by torchlight took a general review of them. But Alexander, while his soldiers slept, spent the night before his tent with his diviner Aristander, performing certain mysterious ceremonies, and sacrificing to the god Fear.
The great battle that was fought with Darius wasn’t, as most writers say, at Arbela, but at Gaugamela, which in their language means "the camel's house." This name comes from one of their ancient kings who, after escaping his enemies on a fast camel, honored the animal by settling it at this location, granting it some villages and income for its upkeep. In the month of Boedromion, around the start of the Feast of Mysteries in Athens, there was a lunar eclipse. Eleven nights later, when the two armies were in sight of each other, Darius kept his troops armed and, by torchlight, conducted a general review. Meanwhile, while his soldiers slept, Alexander spent the night in front of his tent with his diviner Aristander, performing certain secret rituals and making sacrifices to the god Fear.
In the meanwhile the oldest of his commanders, and chiefly Parmenio, when they beheld all the plain between Niphates and the Gordyaean mountains shining with the lights and fires which were made by the barbarians, and heard the uncertain and confused sound of voices out of their camp, like the distant roaring of a vast ocean, were so amazed at the thoughts of such a multitude, that after some conference among themselves, they concluded it an enterprise too difficult and hazardous for them to engage so numerous an enemy in the day, and therefore meeting the king as he came from sacrificing, besought him to attack Darius by night, that the darkness might conceal the danger of the ensuing battle. To this he gave them the celebrated answer, "I will not steal a victory," which, though some at the time thought it a boyish and inconsiderate speech, as if he played with danger, others regarded as an evidence that the confided in his present condition, and acted on a true judgment of the future, not wishing to leave Darius, in case he were worsted, the pretext of trying his fortune again, which he might suppose himself to have, if he could impute his overthrow to the disadvantage of the night, as he did before to the mountains, the narrow passages, and the sea. For while he had such numerous forces and large dominions still remaining, it was not any want of men or arms that could induce him to give up the war, but only the loss of all courage and hope upon the conviction of an undeniable and manifest defeat.
In the meantime, the oldest of his commanders, especially Parmenio, saw all the plain between Niphates and the Gordyaean mountains lit up by the lights and fires set by the barbarians. They heard the uncertain and chaotic sounds coming from their camp, like the distant roar of a vast ocean. They were so struck by the thought of such a huge crowd that after some discussion among themselves, they decided that it would be too difficult and risky to confront such a large enemy during the day. So, when they met the king as he returned from sacrificing, they urged him to attack Darius at night, so the darkness could hide the dangers of the upcoming battle. He famously responded, "I will not steal a victory." While some at the time thought it was a childish and reckless remark, as if he was playing with danger, others saw it as a sign that he had confidence in his current situation and was making a wise judgment about the future. He didn't want to give Darius, if he were defeated, an excuse to try again, believing he could blame his loss on the darkness, just as he had before blamed it on the mountains, narrow passages, and sea. As long as he had such a large army and extensive territories still intact, it wasn't a lack of men or weapons that would make him give up the war, but only the complete loss of courage and hope after facing a clear and undeniable defeat.
After they were gone from him with this answer, he laid himself down in his tent and slept the rest of the night more soundly than was usual with him, to the astonishment of the commanders. Not only before the battle, but in the height of the danger, he showed himself great, and manifested the self-possession of a just foresight and confidence. For the battle for some time fluctuated and was dubious. The left wing, where Parmenio commanded, was so impetuously charged by the Bactrian horse that it was disordered and forced to give ground, at the same time that Mazaeus had sent a detachment around to fall upon those who guarded the baggage, which so disturbed Parmenio, that he sent messengers to acquaint Alexander that the camp and baggage would be all lost unless he immediately relieved the rear by a considerable reinforcement drawn out of the front. This message being brought him just as he was giving the signal to those about him for the onset, he bade them tell Parmenio that he must have surely lost the use of his reason, and had forgotten, in his alarm, that soldiers, if victorious, become masters of their enemies' baggage; and if defeated, instead of taking care of their wealth or their slaves, have nothing more to do but to fight gallantly and die with honor. When he had said this, he put on his helmet, having the rest of his arms on before he came out of his tent, which were a coat of the Sicilian make, girt close about him, and over that a breastpiece of thickly quilted linen, which was taken among other booty at the battle of Issus. The helmet, which was made by Theophilus, though of iron, was so well wrought and polished, that it was as bright as the most refined silver. To this was fitted a gorget of the same metal, set with precious stones His sword, which was the weapon he most used in fight, was given him by the king of the Citieans, and was of an admirable temper and lightness. The belt which he also wore in all engagements, was of much richer workmanship than the rest of his armor. It was the work of the ancient Helicon, and had been presented to him by the Rhodians, as a mark of their respect to him. So long as he was engaged in drawing up his men, or riding about to give orders or directions, or to view them, he spared Bucephalas, who was now growing old, and made use of another horse; but when he was actually to fight, he sent for him again, and as soon as he was mounted, commenced the attack.
After they left him with that answer, he lay down in his tent and slept the rest of the night more soundly than usual, to the astonishment of the commanders. Not only before the battle but also in the midst of danger, he displayed great composure and showed the foresight and confidence of a true leader. The battle fluctuated and was uncertain for some time. The left wing, commanded by Parmenio, was charged so fiercely by the Bactrian cavalry that it became disorganized and had to retreat. At the same time, Mazaeus had sent a detachment to attack those guarding the baggage, which disturbed Parmenio so much that he sent messengers to inform Alexander that the camp and baggage would be lost unless he quickly sent a significant reinforcement from the front. This message reached Alexander just as he was signaling to his men to launch the attack. He told them to inform Parmenio that he must have lost his mind and forgotten in his panic that soldiers, if victorious, capture their enemies' baggage; and if defeated, instead of worrying about their wealth or slaves, they only need to fight bravely and die honorably. After saying this, he put on his helmet, having already donned the rest of his armor before leaving his tent, which consisted of a closely fitted Sicilian coat and a breastplate made of thickly quilted linen that he had taken as booty in the battle of Issus. The helmet, crafted by Theophilus, though made of iron, was so well-made and polished that it shone like refined silver. To this, he added a gorget of the same metal, adorned with precious stones. His sword, his favorite weapon in battle, was a gift from the king of the Citieans and was notable for its excellent temper and lightness. The belt he wore in all engagements was much more finely crafted than the rest of his armor. It was made by ancient Helicon and had been presented to him by the Rhodians as a sign of their respect. While he was busy organizing his troops or riding around to give orders or check on them, he spared Bucephalas, who was now aging, and used another horse; but when it was time to fight, he called for Bucephalas again, and as soon as he was mounted, he began the attack.
He made the longest address that day to the Thessalians and other Greeks, who answered him with loud shouts desiring him to lead them on against the barbarians, upon which he shifted his javelin into his left hand, and with his right lifted up towards heaven, besought the gods, as Callisthenes tells us, that if he was of a truth the son of Jupiter, they would be pleased to assist and strengthen the Grecians. At the same time the augur Aristander, who had a white mantle about him, and a crown of gold on his head, rode by and showed them an eagle that soared just over Alexander, and directed his flight towards the enemy; which so animated the beholders, that after mutual encouragements and exhortations, the cavalry charged at full speed, and were followed in a mass by the whole phalanx of the foot. But before they could well come to blows with the first ranks, the barbarians shrunk back, and were hotly pursued by Alexander, who drove those that fled before him into the middle of the battle, where Darius himself was in person, whom he saw from a distance over the foremost ranks, conspicuous in the midst of his lifeguard, a tall and fine-looking man, drawn in a lofty chariot, defended by an abundance of the best cavalry who stood close in order about it, ready to receive the enemy. But Alexander's approach was so terrible, forcing those who gave back upon those who yet maintained their ground, that he beat down and dispersed them almost all. Only a few of the bravest and valiantest opposed the pursuit, who were slain in their king's presence, falling in heaps upon one another, and in the very pangs of death striving to catch hold of the horses. Darius now seeing all was lost, that those who were placed in front to defend him were broken and beaten back upon him, that he could not turn or disengage his chariot without great difficulty, the wheels being clogged and entangled among the dead bodies, which lay in such heaps as not only stopped, but almost covered the horses, and made them rear and grow so unruly, that the frighted charioteer could govern them no longer, in this extremity was glad to quit his chariot and his arms, and mounting, it is said, upon a mare that had been taken from her foal, betook himself to flight.
He gave the longest speech that day to the Thessalians and other Greeks, who shouted loudly, wanting him to lead them against the barbarians. He switched his javelin to his left hand and raised his right hand towards the sky, asking the gods, as Callisthenes reports, that if he truly was the son of Jupiter, they would help and strengthen the Greeks. At the same time, the augur Aristander, wearing a white cloak and a gold crown, rode by and pointed out an eagle soaring just above Alexander, flying towards the enemy. This energized the spectators, and after encouraging each other, the cavalry charged full speed, followed closely by the entire foot phalanx. But before they could engage the first ranks, the barbarians retreated, and Alexander pursued them fiercely, driving those who fled into the middle of the battle, where Darius himself was present. Alexander spotted him from a distance amid his bodyguards, a tall and handsome man, riding in a lofty chariot surrounded by a strong cavalry ready to defend him. However, Alexander's advance was so terrifying that it forced those backing away into the ones still holding their ground, scattering and defeating them almost entirely. Only a few of the bravest fought back against the pursuit, being slain in front of their king, falling on top of each other, desperately trying to grab the horses. Darius, seeing all was lost, with those meant to protect him defeated and pushed back towards him, found it nearly impossible to turn or free his chariot due to the dead bodies piled up around the wheels, nearly covering the horses. This made them rear up and act uncontrollably, so the terrified charioteer could no longer manage them. In this dire situation, Darius was glad to abandon his chariot and arms, and it’s said that he fled on a mare that had been separated from her foal.
This battle being thus over, seemed to put a period to the Persian empire; and Alexander, who was now proclaimed king of Asia, returned thanks to the gods in magnificent sacrifices, and rewarded his friends and followers with great sums of money, and places, and governments of provinces.
This battle was over, and it seemed to mark the end of the Persian empire; and Alexander, now declared king of Asia, thanked the gods with lavish sacrifices and rewarded his friends and followers with large amounts of money, positions, and governorships of provinces.
From here he marched through the province of Babylon, which immediately submitted to him, and was much surprised at the sight in one place where fire issues in a continuous stream, like a spring of water, out of a cleft in the earth, and the stream of naphtha, which, not far from this spot, flows out so abundantly as to form a sort of lake. This naphtha, in other respects resembling bitumen, is so subject to take fire, that before it touches the flame, it will kindle at the very light that surrounds it, and often inflame the intermediate air also. The barbarians, to show the power and nature of it, sprinkled the street that led to the king's lodgings with little drops of it, and when it was almost night, stood at the further end with torches, which being applied to the moistened places, the first at once taking fire, instantly, as quick as a man could think of it, it caught from one end to another, in such a manner that the whole street was one continuous flame.
From there, he marched through the province of Babylon, which quickly surrendered to him, and was quite surprised by the sight of a place where fire continuously flows like a spring from a crack in the ground, along with a stream of naphtha nearby that flows so plentifully it creates a sort of lake. This naphtha, which is similar to bitumen in other ways, is so prone to catching fire that it ignites at the slightest light, and can often set the air around it ablaze as well. To demonstrate its power and nature, the locals sprinkled small droplets of it on the street leading to the king's lodgings, and as night fell, they stood at the other end with torches. When they brought the torches close to the moist spots, the first droplets ignited immediately, and in an instant, the fire spread from one end to the other, making the entire street a single, unbroken flame.
Alexander, in his own letters, has given us an account of his war with Porus. He says that two armies were separated by the river Hydaspes, on whose opposite bank Porus continually kept his elephants in order of battle, with their heads towards their enemies, to guard the passage; that he, on the other hand, made every day a great noise and clamor in his camp, to dissipate the apprehensions of the barbarians; that one stormy, dark night he passed the river, at a distance from the place where the enemy lay, into a little island, with part of his foot, and the best of his horse. Here there fell a most violent storm of rain accompanied with lightning and whirlwinds, and although he saw some of his men burnt and dying with the lightning, he nevertheless quitted the island and made over to the other side. Here, apprehending the multitude of the enemy, and to avoid the shock of their elephants, he divided his forces, and attacked their left wing himself, commanding Coenus to fall upon the right, which was performed with good success. By this means both wings being broken, the enemies fell back in their retreat upon the centre, and crowded in upon their elephants. There rallying, they fought a hand to hand battle, and it was the eighth hour of the day before they were entirely defeated.
Alexander, in his own letters, has described his war with Porus. He states that two armies were separated by the Hydaspes River, on the opposite bank of which Porus always kept his elephants in battle formation, facing their enemies to guard the crossing. On his side, he created a lot of noise and commotion in his camp every day to ease the fears of the barbarians. One stormy, dark night, he crossed the river, away from where the enemy was positioned, into a small island with part of his infantry and the best of his cavalry. There, a violent storm with heavy rain, lightning, and strong winds hit, and although he saw some of his men get struck and killed by lightning, he still left the island and crossed to the other side. Once there, wary of the large enemy force and wanting to avoid a clash with their elephants, he split his forces and attacked their left flank himself, directing Coenus to strike the right, which was successfully executed. This way, both wings were broken, and the enemy retreated into the center, crowded around their elephants. There, they rallied and fought in close quarters, and it was the eighth hour of the day before they were completely defeated.
Almost all the historians agree in relating that Porus was four cubits and a span high, and that when he was upon his elephant, which was of the largest size, his stature and bulk were so answerable, that he appeared to be proportionably mounted, as a horseman on his horse. This elephant, during the whole battle, gave many singular proofs of sagacity and of particular care of the king, whom as long as he was strong and in a condition to fight, he defended with great courage, repelling those who set upon him; and as soon as he perceived him overpowered with his numerous wounds and the multitude of darts that were thrown at him, to prevent his falling off, he softly knelt down and began to draw out the darts with his proboscis. When Porus was taken prisoner, and Alexander asked him how he expected to be used, he answered, "As a king." And Alexander, accordingly, not only suffered him to govern his own kingdom as satrap under himself, but gave him also the additional territory of various independent tribes whom he subdued.
Almost all historians agree that Porus was about four cubits and a span tall, and when he was on his massive elephant, he looked perfectly proportioned, like a rider on his horse. This elephant showed remarkable intelligence during the entire battle and took special care of the king. As long as Porus was strong enough to fight, the elephant courageously defended him against attackers. When it noticed Porus was overwhelmed by numerous wounds and the many darts thrown at him, it knelt down gently to prevent him from falling and started removing the darts with its trunk. When Porus was captured and Alexander asked how he expected to be treated, he replied, "Like a king." Alexander then allowed him to continue ruling his own kingdom as a satrap under his authority and even gave him additional territory from various independent tribes he had conquered.
Some little time after the battle with Porus, Bucephalas died, as most of the authorities state, under cure of his wounds, or as Onesicritus says, of fatigue and age, being thirty years old. Alexander was no less concerned at his death, than if he had lost an old companion or an intimate friend, and built a city, which he named Bucephalia, in memory of him, on the bank of the river Hydaspes.
Some time after the battle with Porus, Bucephalus died, as most sources say, from his wounds or, as Onesicritus claims, from exhaustion and old age, at the age of thirty. Alexander was just as upset by his death as if he had lost an old buddy or a close friend, and he built a city named Bucephalia in his honor on the banks of the river Hydaspes.
Aristobulus tells us that Alexander died of a raging fever, having, in a violent thirst, taken a copious draught of wine, upon which he fell into delirium, and died on the thirtieth day of the month Daesius.
Aristobulus tells us that Alexander died from a severe fever, after suffering from extreme thirst and drinking a large amount of wine, which led him to fall into delirium, and he died on the thirtieth day of the month Daesius.
But the journals give the following record. On the eighteenth of the month, he slept in the bathing-room on account of his fever. The next day he bathed and removed into his chamber, and spent his time in playing at dice with Medius. In the evening he bathed and sacrificed, and ate freely, and had the fever on him through the night. On the twenty-fourth he was much worse, and was carried out of his bed to assist at the sacrifices, and gave order that the general officers should wait within the court, whilst the inferior officers kept watch without doors. On the twenty-fifth he was removed to his palace on the other side the river, where he slept a little, but his fever did not abate, and when the generals came into his chamber, he was speechless, and continued so the following day. The Macedonians, therefore, supposing he was dead, came with great clamors to the gates, and menaced his friends so that they were forced to admit them, and let them all pass through unarmed along by his bedside. The same day Python and Seleucus were despatched to the temple of Serapis to inquire if they should bring Alexander thither, and were answered by the god, that they should not remove him. On the twenty-eighth, in the evening, he died.
But the journals record the following. On the eighteenth of the month, he slept in the bathing room because of his fever. The next day, he took a bath and moved to his bedroom, spending time playing dice with Medius. In the evening, he bathed, made a sacrifice, ate a lot, and had a fever all night. On the twenty-fourth, he was much worse and was carried from his bed to attend the sacrifices, ordering the generals to wait inside the courtyard while the junior officers stood guard outside. On the twenty-fifth, he was moved to his palace on the other side of the river, where he slept a little, but his fever didn’t go down. When the generals entered his room, he was unable to speak and remained that way the next day. The Macedonians, believing he was dead, came loudly to the gates and threatened his friends, forcing them to let them in, allowing them to pass through unarmed by his bedside. That same day, Python and Seleucus were sent to the temple of Serapis to ask if they should bring Alexander there, and the god answered that he should not be moved. On the evening of the twenty-eighth, he died.
THE DEATH OF CAESAR
The place destined for the scene of this murder, in which the senate met that day, was the same in which Pompey's statue stood, and was one of the edifices which Pompey had raised and dedicated with his theatre to the use of the public, plainly showing that there was something of a supernatural influence which guided the action, and ordered it to that particular place. Cassius, just before the act, is said to have looked towards Pompey's statue, and silently implored his assistance, though he had been inclined to the doctrines of Epicurus. But this occasion and the instant danger, carried him away out of all his reasonings, and filled him for the time with a sort of inspiration. As for Antony, who was firm to Caesar, and a strong man, Brutus Albinus kept him outside the house, and delayed him with a long conversation contrived on purpose. When Caesar entered, the senate stood up to show their respect to him, and of Brutus's confederates, some came about his chair and stood behind it, others met him, pretending to add their petitions to those of Tillius Cimber, in behalf of his brother, who was in exile; and they followed him with their joint supplications till he came to his seat. When he had sat down, he refused to comply with their requests, and upon their urging him further, began to reproach them severally for their importunities, when Tillius, laying hold of his robe with both his hands, pulled it down from his neck, which was the signal for the assault. Casca gave him the first cut, in the neck, which was not mortal nor dangerous, coming, as it did, from one who at the beginning of such a bold action was probably very much disturbed. Caesar immediately turned about, and laid his hand upon the dagger and kept hold of it. And both of them at the same time cried out, he that received the blow, in Latin, "Vile Casca, what does this mean?" and he that gave it, in Greek, to his brother, "Brother, help!" Upon this first onset, those who were not privy to the design were astounded, and their horror and amazement at what they saw were so great, that they durst not fly nor assist Caesar, nor so much as speak a word. But those who came prepared for the business inclosed him on every side, with their naked daggers in their hands. Which way soever he turned, he met with blows, and saw their swords leveled at his face and eyes, and was encompassed, like a wild beast in the toils, on every side. For it had been agreed that they should each make a thrust at him, and flesh themselves with his blood; for which reason Brutus also gave him one stab in the groin. Some say that he fought and resisted all the rest, shifting his body to avoid the blows, and calling out for help, but that when he saw Brutus's sword drawn, he covered his face with his robe and submitted, letting himself fall, whether it were by chance, or that he was pushed in that direction by his murderers, at the foot of the pedestal on which Pompey's statue stood, and which was thus wet with his blood. So that Pompey himself seemed to have presided, as it were, over the revenge done upon his adversary, who lay here at his feet, and breathed out his soul through his multitude of wounds, for they say he received three and twenty. And the conspirators themselves were many of them wounded by each other, whilst they all leveled their blows at the same person.
The place where this murder took place, where the senate met that day, was the same spot where Pompey's statue stood. This building was one of the structures Pompey had built and dedicated, along with his theater, for public use, clearly indicating that some kind of supernatural influence guided these events to that specific location. Just before the act, Cassius reportedly looked towards Pompey's statue and silently asked for help, despite being inclined towards Epicurean ideas. But this situation and the immediate danger pulled him away from all his reasoning and filled him with a sort of inspiration for the moment. As for Antony, who was loyal to Caesar and a strong man, Brutus Albinus kept him outside the house, engaging him in a lengthy conversation designed to delay him. When Caesar entered, the senate stood up to show their respect. Among Brutus's allies, some gathered around Caesar's chair while others approached him, pretending to add their requests to those of Tillius Cimber, who was advocating for his brother in exile. They accompanied him with their joint pleas until he reached his seat. Once seated, he refused their requests, and when they pressed him further, he started to reproach them for their persistence. At this point, Tillius grabbed his robe with both hands and pulled it down from his neck, which served as the signal for the attack. Casca struck the first blow to his neck, which wasn't fatal or serious, likely because he was very anxious at such a bold moment. Caesar immediately turned around, grabbed the dagger, and held onto it. Both cried out at the same time: Caesar, who had just been struck, exclaimed in Latin, "Vile Casca, what does this mean?" while Casca, in Greek, called out to his brother, "Brother, help!" This initial attack left those who were unaware of the plan horrified, and their shock was so intense that they couldn’t flee, help Caesar, or even speak. Conversely, those who were in on the conspiracy surrounded him from every direction with their daggers drawn. No matter which way Caesar turned, he faced blows and saw swords aimed at his face and eyes, trapped like a wild beast in a snare. They had all agreed to strike at him and bathe themselves in his blood; for this reason, Brutus also stabbed him in the groin. Some say he fought back against the others, dodging their blows and calling for help, but when he saw Brutus drawing his sword, he covered his face with his robe and surrendered, falling down—whether by chance or pushed by his attackers—at the foot of Pompey's statue, which was then stained with his blood. It almost appeared as if Pompey himself presided over the revenge against his enemy, who now lay at his feet, exhaling his last breath through numerous wounds, as it’s said he suffered twenty-three in total. Many of the conspirators ended up injuring each other in the process of targeting the same person.
When Caesar's will was opened, and it was found that he had left a considerable legacy to each one of the Roman citizens, and when his body was seen carried through the marketplace all mangled with wounds, the multitude could no longer contain themselves within the bounds of tranquility and order, but heaped together a pile of benches, bars, and tables, upon which they placed the corpse, and setting fire to it, burnt it on them. Then they took brands from the pile, and ran some to fire the conspirators, others up and down the city, to find out the men and tear them to pieces, but met, however, with none of them, they having taken effectual care to secure themselves.
When Caesar's will was read, and it was revealed that he had left a significant legacy to each Roman citizen, and when they saw his body being carried through the marketplace, all mutilated and wounded, the crowd could no longer remain calm or orderly. They gathered a pile of benches, bars, and tables, placed the corpse on top, and set it on fire. Then they took torches from the pile, running some to seek out the conspirators and others through the city to find the men and tear them apart, but they didn't find any of them, as the conspirators had taken effective precautions to protect themselves.
Caesar died in his fifty-sixth year, not having survived Pompey above four years. That empire and power which he had pursued through the whole course of his life with so much hazard, he did at last with much difficulty compass, but reaped no other fruits from it than the empty name and invidious glory. But the great genius which attended him through his lifetime, even after his death remained as the avenger of his murder, pursuing through every sea and land all those who were concerned in it, and suffering none to escape, but reaching all who in any sort or kind were either actually engaged in the fact, or by their counsels any way promoted it.
Caesar died at fifty-six, having lived just four years after Pompey. The empire and power he chased throughout his life with so much risk, he finally achieved, but gained nothing more than a hollow title and unwanted fame. However, the remarkable spirit that followed him during his life continued after his death as the avenger of his murder, tracking down all involved across every sea and land, allowing no one to escape, and reaching everyone, whether they were directly involved or had supported it in any way.
The most remarkable of mere human coincidences was that which befell Cassius, who, when he was defeated at Philippi, killed himself with the same dagger which he had made use of against Caesar. The most signal preternatural appearances were the great comet, which shone very bright for seven nights after Caesar's death, and then disappeared, and the dimness of the sun, whose orb continued pale and dull for the whole of that year, never showing its ordinary radiance at its rising, and giving but a feeble heat. The air consequently was damp and gross, for want of stronger rays to open and rarefy it. The fruits, for that reason, never properly ripened, and began to wither and fall off for want of heat, before they were fully formed.
The most incredible of simple human coincidences was what happened to Cassius, who, after his defeat at Philippi, ended his life with the same dagger he had used against Caesar. The most notable supernatural events were the bright comet that shone for seven nights after Caesar's death before it vanished, and the dimness of the sun, which remained pale and dull for the entire year, never showing its usual brightness at sunrise and providing only weak warmth. As a result, the air was damp and heavy, lacking the stronger rays needed to lighten and refresh it. Consequently, the fruits did not ripen properly and began to wither and drop off before they were fully developed due to the lack of heat.
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