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THE REIGN OF TIBERIUS, OUT OF THE FIRST SIX ANNALS OF TACITUS
WITH HIS ACCOUNT OF GERMANY, AND LIFE OF AGRICOLA
By Tacitus
Translated By Thomas Gordon
Edited By Arthur Galton
"Alme Sol, curru nitido diem qui Promis et celas, aliusque et idem Nasceris, possis nihil urbe Roma Visere maius."
"Alme Sol, you who bring forth and hide the day with your bright chariot, both new and the same, you can see nothing greater than the city of Rome."
CONTENTS
TABLE OF CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION
"I am going to offer to the publick the Translation of a work, which, for wisdom and force, is in higher fame and consideration, than almost any other that has yet appeared amongst men:" it is in this way, that Thomas Gordon begins The Discourses, which he has inserted into his rendering of Tacitus; and I can find none better to introduce this volume, which my readers owe to Gordon's affectionate and laborious devotion. Caius Cornelius Tacitus, the Historian, was living under those Emperors, who reigned from the year 54 to the year 117, of the Christian era; but the place and the date of his birth are alike uncertain, and the time of his death is not accurately known. He was a friend of the younger Pliny, who was born in the year 61; and, it is possible, they were about the same age. Some of Pliny's letters were written to Tacitus: the most famous, describes that eruption of Mount Vesuvius, which caused the death of old Pliny, and overwhelmed the cities of Pompeii and of Herculaneum. The public life of Tacitus began under Vespasian; and, therefore, he must have witnessed some part of the reign of Nero: and we read in him, too, that he was alive after the accession of the Emperor Trajan. In the year 77, Julius Agricola, then Consul, betrothed his daughter to Tacitus; and they were married in the following year. In 88, Tacitus was Praetor; and at the Secular Games of Domitian, he was one of the Quindecimviri: these were sad and solemn officers, guardians of the Sibylline Verse; and intercessors for the Roman People, during their grave centenaries of praise and worship.
"I am going to present to the public a translation of a work that is more renowned and respected for its wisdom and strength than almost any other that has appeared among people:" this is how Thomas Gordon begins The Discourses, which he included in his translation of Tacitus. I couldn't think of anyone better to introduce this volume, which my readers owe to Gordon's heartfelt and tireless dedication. Caius Cornelius Tacitus, the historian, lived during the reign of those emperors who ruled from 54 to 117 AD; however, both the place and date of his birth are uncertain, and the exact time of his death is unknown. He was a friend of the younger Pliny, who was born in 61, and it’s possible they were roughly the same age. Some of Pliny's letters were addressed to Tacitus; the most famous one describes the eruption of Mount Vesuvius that led to the death of old Pliny and buried the cities of Pompeii and Herculaneum. Tacitus's public life began under Vespasian, so he must have witnessed part of Nero's reign as well; we also read that he was still alive after Emperor Trajan came to power. In 77, Julius Agricola, then consul, betrothed his daughter to Tacitus, and they married the following year. By 88, Tacitus was a praetor; during the Secular Games of Domitian, he was one of the Quindecimviri: these were solemn officials, guardians of the Sibylline verses, and advocates for the Roman people during their significant centennial celebrations of praise and worship.
Quaeque Aventinum tenet Algidumque, Quindecim Diana preces virorum Curet; et vobis pueorum amicas Applicet aures.
All that the Aventine and Algidus hold, May Diana heed the prayers of fifteen men; And may she lend a friendly ear To you boys.
From a passage in "The Life of Agricola," we may believe that Tacitus attended in the Senate; for he accuses himself as one of that frightened assembly, which was an unwilling participator in the cruelties of Domitian. In the year 97, when the Consul Virginius Rufus died, Tacitus' was made Consul Suffectus; and he delivered the funeral oration of his predecessor: Pliny says, that "it completed the good fortune of Rufus, to have his panegyric spoken by so eloquent a man." From this, and from other sayings, we learn that Tacitus was a famous advocate; and his "Dialogue about Illustrious Orators" bears witness to his admirable taste, and to his practical knowledge of Roman eloquence: of his own orations, however, not a single fragment has been left. We know not, whether Tacitus had children; but the Emperor Tacitus, who reigned in 275, traced his genealogy to the Historian. "If we can prefer personal merit to accidental greatness," Gibbon here observes, "we shall esteem the birth of Tacitus more truly noble than that of Kings. He claimed his descent from the philosophic historian, whose writings will instruct the last generations of mankind. From the assiduous study of his immortal ancestor, he derived his knowledge of the Roman Constitution and of human nature." This Emperor gave orders, that the writings of Tacitus should be placed in all the public libraries; and that ten copies should be taken annually, at the public charge. Notwithstanding the Imperial anxiety, a valuable part of Tacitus is lost: indeed we might argue, from the solicitude of the Emperor, as well as from his own "distinction," that Tacitus could not be generally popular; and, in the sixteenth century, a great portion of him was reduced to the single manuscript, which lay hidden within a German monastery. Of his literary works, five remain; some fairly complete, the rest in fragments. Complete, are "The Life of Julius Agricola," "The Dialogue on Orators," and "The Account of Germany": these are, unfortunately, the minor works of Tacitus. His larger works are "The History," and "The Annals." "The History" extended from the second Consulship of Galba, in the year 69, to the murder of Domitian, in the year 96; and Tacitus desired to write the happy times of Nerva, and of Trajan: we are ignorant, whether infirmity or death prevented his design. Of "The History," only four books have been preserved; and they contain the events of a single year: a year, it is true, which, saw three civil wars, and four Emperors destroyed; a year of crime, and accidents, and prodigies: there are few sentences more powerful, than Tacitus' enumeration of these calamities, in the opening chapters. The fifth book is imperfect; it is of more than common interest to some people, because Tacitus mentions the siege of Jerusalem by Titus; though what he says about the Chosen People, here and elsewhere, cannot be satisfactory to them nor gratifying to their admirers. With this fragment, about revolts in the provinces of Gaul and Syria, "The History" ends. "The Annals" begin with the death of Augustus, in the year 14; and they were continued until the death of Nero, in 68. The reign of Tiberius is nearly perfect, though the fall of Sejanus is missing out of it. The whole of Caligula, the beginning of Claudius, and the end of Nero, have been destroyed: to those, who know the style of Tacitus and the lives and genius of Caligula and Nero, the loss is irreparable; and the admirers of Juvenal must always regret, that from the hand of Tacitus we have only the closing scene, and not the golden prime, of Messalina.
From a passage in "The Life of Agricola," we can believe that Tacitus was present in the Senate, as he describes himself as part of that terrified assembly that reluctantly took part in Domitian's cruelties. In 97, when Consul Virginius Rufus died, Tacitus was appointed Consul Suffectus and delivered the funeral speech for his predecessor. Pliny remarked that "it was the crowning glory of Rufus to have his eulogy given by so eloquent a man." From this and other mentions, we learn that Tacitus was a well-known advocate, and his "Dialogue about Illustrious Orators" showcases his excellent taste and practical knowledge of Roman eloquence; however, none of his own speeches have survived. We don't know whether Tacitus had children, but Emperor Tacitus, who ruled in 275, traced his lineage back to the Historian. Gibbon notes that "if we value personal merit over random greatness, we should regard Tacitus's birth as more genuinely noble than that of kings. He claimed descent from the philosophical historian whose writings will enlighten future generations. From the diligent study of his immortal ancestor, he gained insight into the Roman Constitution and human nature." This Emperor mandated that Tacitus's works be housed in all public libraries and that ten copies should be produced each year at public expense. Despite the Emperor's concern, part of Tacitus's work has been lost: indeed, we might argue that Tacitus was not widely popular, as evidenced by the Emperor's efforts and his own "distinction." In the sixteenth century, much of his work survived only in a single manuscript hidden within a German monastery. Of his literary output, five works remain; some are fairly complete, while others are in fragments. The complete works include "The Life of Julius Agricola," "The Dialogue on Orators," and "The Account of Germany"; unfortunately, these are the lesser works of Tacitus. His major works are "The History" and "The Annals." "The History" covers the period from Galba's second Consulship in 69 to the murder of Domitian in 96; Tacitus intended to write about the prosperous times of Nerva and Trajan, but it’s unclear if illness or death prevented him from doing so. Only four books of "The History" have been preserved, which recount the events of a single year—a year that witnessed three civil wars and the downfall of four emperors; a year filled with crimes, disturbances, and wonders. Few sentences are as powerful as Tacitus's listing of these disasters in the opening chapters. The fifth book is incomplete; it holds particular interest for some because Tacitus mentions the siege of Jerusalem by Titus, although what he says about the Chosen People, both here and elsewhere, may not be satisfying or pleasing to them or their supporters. With this fragment, which discusses rebellions in Gaul and Syria, "The History" concludes. "The Annals" start with Augustus's death in 14 and continue until Nero's death in 68. The reign of Tiberius is almost complete, though the fall of Sejanus is missing. The entirety of Caligula's reign, the beginning of Claudius's, and the end of Nero's have been lost; to those familiar with Tacitus's style and the lives and characters of Caligula and Nero, this loss is irreparable. Admirers of Juvenal will always lament that from Tacitus we have only the final act and not the golden prime of Messalina.
The works of Tacitus are too great for a Camelot volume; and, therefore, I have undertaken a selection of them. I give entire, "The Account of Germany" and "The Life of Agricola": these works are entertaining, and should have a particular interest for English readers. I have added to them, the greater portion of the first six books of "The Annals"; and I have endeavoured so to guide my choice, that it shall present the history of Tiberius. In this my volume, the chapters are not numbered: for the omission, I am not responsible; and I can only lament, what I may not control. But scholars, who know their Tacitus, will perceive what I have left out; and to those others, who are not familiar with him, the omission can be no affront. I would say briefly, that I have omitted some chapters, which describe criminal events and legal tragedies in Rome: but of these, I have retained every chapter, which preserves an action or a saying of Tiberius; and what I have inserted is a sufficient specimen of the remainder. I have omitted many chapters, which are occupied with wearisome disputes between the Royal Houses of Parthia and Armenia: and I have spared my readers the history of Tacfarinas, an obscure and tedious rebel among the Moors; upon whose intricate proceedings Tacitus appears to have relied, when he was at a loss for better material. To reject any part of Tacitus, is a painful duty; because the whole of him is good and valuable: but I trust, that I have maintained the unity of my selection, by remembering that it is to be an history of Tiberius.
The works of Tacitus are too significant for a Camelot volume, so I have chosen to select from them. I’m including complete texts of "The Account of Germany" and "The Life of Agricola," as these pieces are engaging and should be particularly interesting for English readers. Additionally, I've included most of the first six books of "The Annals," and I've aimed to focus my selection on the history of Tiberius. In this volume, the chapters aren't numbered; I can't take responsibility for that omission, and I can only regret what I can't change. Scholars familiar with Tacitus will notice what I've left out, and for those who aren't, the omissions shouldn't be an offense. To summarize, I've left out some chapters that describe criminal events and legal tragedies in Rome, but I kept every chapter that includes an action or saying of Tiberius, and what I've included is a good representation of the rest. I've also skipped many chapters filled with tedious disputes between the royal families of Parthia and Armenia, and I've spared my readers the account of Tacfarinas, a little-known and dull rebel among the Moors, on whose complicated actions Tacitus seems to have relied when he couldn't find better material. It’s difficult to leave out any part of Tacitus because all of his work is valuable, but I hope I've kept the focus of my selection clear by concentrating on it as a history of Tiberius.
Tiberius Claudius Nero Caesar, the third master of the Roman world, derived his origin, by either parent, from the Claudian race; the proudest family, and one of the most noble and illustrious, in the ancient Commonwealth: the pages of Livy exhibit the generosity, the heroism, and the disasters, of the Claudii; who were of unequal fortune indeed, but always magnificent, in the various events of peace and war. Suetonius enumerates, among their ancestral honours, twenty-eight Consulships, five Dictators, seven Censorial commissions, and seven triumphs: their cognomen of Nero, he says, means in the Sabine tongue "vigorous and bold," fortis et strenuus; and the long history of the Claudian House does not belie their gallant name. Immediately after the birth of Tiberius, or perhaps before it, his mother Livia was divorced from Claudius, and married by Augustus: the Empress is revealed mysteriously and almost as a divine being, in the progress of "The Annals." The Emperor adopted the offspring of Claudius: among the Romans, these legal adoptions were as valid as descent by blood; and Tiberius was brought up to be the son of Caesar. His natural parts were improved and strengthened, by the training of the Forum and the camp. Tiberius became a good orator; and he gained victory and reputation, in his wars against the savages of Germany and Dalmatia: but his peculiar talent was for literature; in this, "he was a great purist, and affected a wonderful precision about his words." He composed some Greek poems, and a Latin Elegy upon Lucius Caesar: he also wrote an account of his own life, an Apologia; a volume, which the Emperor Domitian was never tired of reading. But the favourite pursuit of Tiberius was Greek divinity; like some of the mediaeval Doctors, he frequented the by-ways of religion, and amused his leisure with the more difficult problems in theology: "Who was Hecuba's mother?" "What poetry the Sirens chaunted?" "What was Achilles' name, when he lay hid among the women?" The writings of Tiberius have all perished; and in these days, we have only too much cause to regret, that nothing of his "precision" has come down to us. The battles of Tiberius are celebrated in the Odes of Horace: one of the Epistles is addressed to him; and in another, written to Julius Florus, an officer with Tiberius, Horace enquires about the learned occupations of the Imperial cohort.
Tiberius Claudius Nero Caesar, the third ruler of the Roman world, came from the Claudian lineage on both sides of his family; this was one of the proudest and most distinguished families in ancient Rome. The works of Livy showcase the generosity, bravery, and tragedies of the Claudii, who faced varying fortunes but always made a grand impact in times of peace and war. Suetonius lists among their ancestral honors twenty-eight consulships, five dictatorships, seven censorial positions, and seven triumphs. He mentions that their cognomen "Nero" means "strong and bold" in Sabine—fortis et strenuus—and the long history of the Claudian House reflects their noble reputation. Shortly after Tiberius was born, or possibly even before, his mother Livia divorced Claudius and married Augustus. The Empress is portrayed almost like a divine figure in "The Annals." The Emperor adopted Claudius's child, and in Rome, these legal adoptions were considered as valid as blood relations; Tiberius was raised as Caesar’s son. His natural abilities were honed through training in the Forum and the military. Tiberius became a skilled orator, gaining victory and fame in his campaigns against the tribes of Germany and Dalmatia, but his real passion was literature; he was a great purist who prided himself on his precise use of language. He wrote some Greek poems and a Latin elegy about Lucius Caesar, as well as an account of his own life, an Apologia, which Emperor Domitian read frequently. Tiberius's favorite interest was Greek religion; like some medieval scholars, he explored various religious paths and occupied his free time with challenging theological questions: "Who was Hecuba's mother?" "What songs did the Sirens sing?" "What was Achilles's name when he was disguised among women?" All of Tiberius's writings have been lost, and today we regret that none of his precision remains. Tiberius's battles are celebrated in Horace's Odes, with one of the Epistles addressed to him, and in another letter to Julius Florus, an officer accompanying Tiberius, Horace inquires about the scholarly activities of the Imperial cohort.
Quid studiosa Cohors operum struit? Hoc quoque curo.
What does the eager group of workers build? I'm looking into this too.
It was from his commerce with the Ancients, as I always think, that George Buchanan derived his opinion, strange to modern ears, that "a great commander must of necessity have all the talents of an author." Velleius Paterculus, who served with Tiberius in his campaigns, tells us of his firm discipline, and of his kindness to the soldiers.
It was from his interactions with the Ancients, as I always believe, that George Buchanan formed his unusual opinion, strange to modern ears, that "a great commander must necessarily possess all the talents of a writer." Velleius Paterculus, who served alongside Tiberius in his campaigns, recounts his strong discipline and his compassion towards the soldiers.
The Caesars Caius and Lucius, grandsons of Augustus, Marcellus his nephew, and Drusus the brother of Tiberius, all died: they died young, rich in promise, the darlings of the Roman People; "Breves et infaustos Populi Romani amores;" and thus, in the procession of events, Tiberius became the heir. "The Annals" open with his accession, and Tacitus has narrated the vicissitudes of his reign. Velleius Paterculus has written its happier aspects: he describes how the "Pax Augusta," the "Roman Peace," delivered every quarter of the world from violence. He celebrates the return of Justice and prosperity, of order, of mild and equable taxation, of military discipline and magisterial authority. It is like the Saturnian Reign, which Virgil sings in the Eclogue "Pollio." The first action of Tiberius was to canonise his father, and Augustus was translated to the banquet of the Gods:
The Caesars Caius and Lucius, grandsons of Augustus, Marcellus his nephew, and Drusus the brother of Tiberius, all died young, full of potential, and beloved by the Roman people; "Breves et infaustos Populi Romani amores;" and so, as events unfolded, Tiberius became the heir. "The Annals" begin with his rise to power, and Tacitus has recounted the ups and downs of his reign. Velleius Paterculus has highlighted its more positive aspects: he describes how the "Pax Augusta," the "Roman Peace," freed every part of the world from violence. He praises the return of justice and prosperity, order, fair taxation, military discipline, and authoritative governance. It's reminiscent of the Golden Age that Virgil praises in the Eclogue "Pollio." The first act of Tiberius was to deify his father, and Augustus was elevated to join the ranks of the Gods:
Quos inter Augustus recumbens, Purpureo bibit ore nectar.
Among them, Augustus reclines, sipping nectar from a purple chalice.
Augustus was his great example; "he not only called him, but considered him, divine;" "non appelavit eum, sed facit Deum." The Latin of Paterculus is here so elegant and happy, that, for the pleasure of the learned, I transcribe it: for others, I have already given something of the sense. "Revocata in forum fides; submota e foro seditio, ambitio campo, discordia curia: sepultaeque ac situ obsitae, justitia, aequitas, industria, civitati, redditae; accessit magistratibus auctoritas, senatui majestas, judiciis gravitas; compressa theatralis seditio; recte faciendi, omnibus aut incussa voluntas aut imposita necessitas. Honorantur recta, prava puniuntur. Suspicit potentem humilis, non timet. Antecedit, non contemnit, humiliorem potens. Quando annona moderatior? Quando pax laetior? Diffusa in Orientis Occidentisque tractus, quidquid meridiano aut septentrione finitur, Pax Augusta, per omnes terrarum orbis angulos metu servat immunes. Fortuita non civium tantummodo, sed Urbium damna, Principis munificentia vindicat. Restitutae urbes Asiae: vindictae ab injuriis magistratuum provinciae. Honor dignis paratissimus: poena in malos sera, sed aliqua. Superatur aequitate gratia, ambitio virtute: nam facere recte cives suos, Princeps optimus faciendo docet; cumque sit imperio maximus, exemplo major est."
Augustus was his great role model; "he not only called him, but regarded him as divine;" "non appelavit eum, sed facit Deum." The Latin of Paterculus here is so elegant and delightful that, for the enjoyment of scholars, I’ll transcribe it: for others, I’ve already provided some of the meaning. "Trust in the forum has been restored; sedition has been removed from the forum, ambition from the field, and discord from the senate: justice, fairness, and hard work, buried and neglected, have returned to the state; authority has been restored to the magistrates, dignity to the senate, and seriousness to the courts; theatrical sedition has been suppressed; the desire to do right has been either impressed or imposed on everyone. Right actions are honored, wrongdoings are punished. The humble respect the powerful, but do not fear them. The powerful do not disdain the less powerful, but lead them. When was grain more affordable? When was peace more joyful? Spread across the east and west, whatever is bordered by the south or the north, the Augustan Peace watches over all corners of the earth, protecting the innocent from fear. The generous leader restores not only the losses of citizens but also those of cities. The restored cities of Asia: retribution from the wrongs of provincial magistrates. Honor is readily prepared for the deserving: punishment for the wicked is late, but it does exist. Grace is subdued by fairness, ambition by virtue: for the best leader teaches his citizens to do what is right by doing it himself; and although he is the greatest in power, he is greater as an example."
Tiberius reigned from the year 14, to the year 37. He died in the villa of Lucullus, and he was buried in the mausoleum of the Caesars. The manner of his death is variously related: Tacitus gives one account; Suetonius, another. According to the last writer, he died like George II., alone, having just risen from his bed; and he was thus found by his attendants: "Seneca cum scribit subito vocatis ministris, ac nemine respondente, consurrexisse; nec procul a lectulo, deficientibus viribus, concidisse." Tiberius was tall, and beautiful. Suetonius tells us of his great eyes, which could see in the dark; of his broad shoulders, his martial bearing, and the fine proportion of his limbs: he describes, too, the unusual strength of his hands and fingers, especially of the left hand. His health was good; because, from his thirtieth year, he was his own physician. "Valetudine prosperrima usus est, tempore quidem principatus paene toto prope illesa; quamvis a trigesimo aetatis anno arbitratu eam suo rexerit, sine adjutamento consiliove medicorum." The Emperor Julian describes him "severe and grim; with a statesman's care, and a soldier's frankness, curiously mingled:" this was in his old age.
Tiberius ruled from 14 to 37 AD. He died in the villa of Lucullus and was buried in the mausoleum of the Caesars. The details of his death are told differently: Tacitus gives one version, while Suetonius provides another. According to Suetonius, he died alone, like George II, after just getting out of bed, and was found by his attendants: "Seneca, while writing, suddenly called his servants, and when no one responded, he stood up; not far from his bed, overcome with weakness, he collapsed." Tiberius was tall and handsome. Suetonius mentions his large eyes that could see in the dark, his broad shoulders, his military posture, and the excellent proportions of his limbs. He also notes the unusual strength of his hands and fingers, especially his left hand. His health was good; from the age of thirty, he took care of his own health. "He enjoyed excellent health, almost completely unscathed throughout his reign, although from the age of thirty he managed it himself, without help or advice from doctors." The Emperor Julian describes him as "severe and grim; with a statesman's care and a soldier's straightforwardness, oddly combined," which was noted during his old age.
Down the pale cheek, long lines of shadow slope; Which years, and curious thought, and suffering give.
Down the light cheek, long shadows fall; Which years, curiosity, and pain provide.
At Rome, is a sculpture of Tiberius; he is represented young, seated, crowned with rays, exceedingly handsome and majestic: if the figure were not known to be a Caesar, the beholder would say it was a God.
At Rome, there’s a sculpture of Tiberius; he’s depicted as a young man, sitting down, crowned with rays, extremely handsome and majestic: if the figure wasn't known to be a Caesar, anyone looking at it would think it was a God.
There is another personage in "The Annals," whose history there is mutilated, and perhaps dissembled; of whose character my readers may like to know something more, than Tacitus has told them: I mean Sejanus, a man always to be remembered; because whatever judgment we may form about his political career, and on this question the authorities are divided, yet it is admitted by them all, that he introduced those reforms among the Praetorian Cohorts, which made them for a long time, proprietors of the throne, and the disposers of the Imperial office. To this minister, Paterculus attributes as many virtues as he has bestowed upon Tiberius: "a man grave and courteous," he says, "with 'a fine old-fashioned grace'; leisurely in his ways, retiring, modest; appearing to be careless, and therefore gaining all his ends; outwardly polite and quiet, but an eager soul, wary, inscrutable, and vigilant." Whatever he may have been in reality, he was at one time valued by Tiberius. "The whole Senate," Bacon says, "dedicated an altar to Friendship as to a Goddess, in respect of the great Dearness of Friendship between them two:" and in the Essay "Of Friendship," Bacon has many deep sentences about the favourites of Kings, their "Participes Curarum." I would summon out of "The Annals," that episode of Tiberius imprisoned within the falling cave, and shielded by Sejanus from the descending roof. "Coelo Musa beat:" Sejanus has propitiated no Muse; and although something more, than the "invida taciturnitas" of the poet, lies heavy upon his reputation, he shall find no apologist in me. But over against the hard words of Tacitus, it is only fair to place the commendations of Paterculus, and even Tacitus remarks, that after the fall of Sejanus, Tiberius became worse; like Henry VIII., after the fall of Wolsey. Livia and Sejanus are said by Tacitus, to have restrained the worst passions of the Emperor. The two best authorities contradict one another; they differ, as much as our political organs differ, about the characters of living statesmen: and who are we, to decide absolutely, from a distance of two thousand years, at our mere caprice, and generally without sufficient evidence, that one ancient writer is correct; and another, dishonest or mistaken? This is only less absurd, than to prefer the groping style and thoughts of a modern pedant, usually a German as well, to the clear words of an old writer, who may be the sole remaining authority for the statements we presume to question; or for those very facts, upon which our reasonings depend. And how easy it is to misunderstand what we read in ancient histories, to be deceived by the plainest records, or to put a sinister interpretation upon events, which in their own time were passed over in silence or officially explained as harmless! Let me take an illustration, of what I mean, from something recent. Every one must remember the last hours of the Emperor Frederick: the avenues to his palace infested by armed men; the gloom and secrecy within; without, an impatient heir, and the posting to and fro of messengers. We must own, that the ceremonials of the Prussian Court departed in a certain measure from the ordinary mild usage of humanity; but we attributed this to nothing more, than the excitement of a youthful Emperor, or the irrepressible agitation of German officials. But if these events should find a place in history, or if the annals of the Kings of Prussia should be judged worth reading by a distant Age; who could blame an historian for saying, that these precautions were not required for the peaceful and innocent devolution of the crown from a father to his son. Would not our historian be justified, if he referred to the tumults and intrigues of a Praetorian election; if he compared these events to the darkest pages in Suetonius, or reminded his readers of the most criminal narratives in the authors of the "Augustan History"? From Sejanus and the Emperor William, I return once more to Tiberius; from the present Kaiser, to a genuine Caesar.
There’s another figure in "The Annals" whose history is incomplete and maybe even distorted; my readers might want to know more about his character than what Tacitus provided: I'm talking about Sejanus, a man who deserves to be remembered. No matter what we think of his political career—which is a subject of debate among historians—everyone agrees that he implemented reforms within the Praetorian Guard that for a long time made them the true power behind the throne and the ones who decided who would hold the Imperial position. Paterculus gives him as many virtues as he attributes to Tiberius, describing him as "a serious and courteous man," with "an elegant, old-fashioned charm"; he was slow in his manner, reserved, and modest, appearing careless yet achieving all his goals; outwardly polite and calm, but inwardly an eager, cautious, enigmatic, and watchful spirit. Whatever he may have truly been, at one point Tiberius held him in high regard. "The whole Senate," Bacon remarks, "dedicated an altar to Friendship as if it were a Goddess, due to the deep bond between the two." In his essay "Of Friendship," Bacon writes many insightful things about the favorites of kings, their "Participes Curarum." I would highlight that moment in "The Annals" when Tiberius was trapped in a collapsing cave and Sejanus protected him from the falling debris. "Coelo Musa beat": Sejanus hasn’t won the favor of any Muse; and while there may be more than mere "invida taciturnitas" weighing down his reputation, I won't defend him. Yet, in fairness, alongside Tacitus's harsh words, we should also consider the praises of Paterculus. Tacitus even notes that after Sejanus's downfall, Tiberius became worse; similar to how Henry VIII. changed after the fall of Wolsey. Tacitus claims Livia and Sejanus kept the Emperor's worst impulses in check. The two leading historians contradict each other, much like our political commentators do with today's statesmen. Who are we to absolutely declare—two thousand years later, often based on our own whims and typically without enough proof—that one ancient writer is right and the other one dishonest or mistaken? This is only slightly less ridiculous than preferring the confused style and ideas of a modern pedant, usually a German one, over the clear words of an ancient writer who might be the only remaining source for the statements we dare to question; or for the very facts our reasoning relies on. And how easy it can be to misinterpret ancient histories, to be fooled by the clearest records, or to put a malicious twist on events that were overlooked or officially labeled as harmless at the time! Let me illustrate this with something recent. Everyone must remember the final hours of Emperor Frederick: the pathways to his palace filled with armed men; the atmosphere tense and secretive inside; an anxious heir outside and messengers running back and forth. We have to admit that the rituals of the Prussian Court strayed somewhat from the usual customs of humanity; but we attributed this to the excitement of a young Emperor or the uncontrollable nerves of German officials. But if these events were chronicled in history, or if future generations found the annals of the Prussian Kings worth reading, who could blame a historian for claiming these precautions weren't necessary for a peaceful and straightforward transfer of the crown from father to son? Wouldn't the historian be justified in referencing the turmoil and scheming of a Praetorian election; in comparing the events to the darkest chapters in Suetonius, or reminding readers of the most scandalous tales in the authors of the "Augustan History"? From Sejanus and the Emperor William, I return once more to Tiberius; switching from the current Kaiser to a true Caesar.
It is not my purpose here to abridge Tacitus, to mangle his translator, nor to try and say what is better said in the body of the volume: but when my readers have made themselves acquainted with Tiberius, they may be glad to find some discussion about him, as he is presented to us in "The Annals"; and among all the personages of history, I doubt if there be a more various or more debated character. Mr. Matthew Arnold thus describes him:
It’s not my goal here to shorten Tacitus or misrepresent his translator, nor to attempt to express what is better conveyed in the text of the book. However, after my readers learn about Tiberius, they might appreciate some discussion about him as he appears in "The Annals." Among all historical figures, I question whether there is a more complex or more controversial character. Mr. Matthew Arnold describes him this way:
Cruel, but composed and bland, Dumb, inscrutable and grand; So Tiberius might have sat, Had Tiberius been a cat.
Cruel, yet calm and indifferent, Dumb, mysterious, and impressive; That's how Tiberius might have appeared, If Tiberius had been a cat.
And these verses express the popular belief, with great felicity: I must leave my readers, to make their own final judgment for themselves. Whether Tacitus will have helped them to a decision, I cannot guess: he seems to me, to deepen the mystery of Tiberius. At a first reading, and upon the surface, he is hostile to the Emperor; there is no doubt, that he himself remained hostile, and that he wished his readers to take away a very bad impression: but, as we become familiar with his pages, as we ponder his words and compare his utterances, we begin to suspect our previous judgment; another impression steals upon us, and a second, and a third, until there grows imperceptibly within us a vision of something different. Out of these dim and floating visions, a clearer image is gradually formed, with lineaments and features; and, at length, a new Tiberius is created within our minds: just as we may have seen a portrait emerge under the artist's hand, from the intricate and scattered lines upon an easel. Then it dawns upon us, that, after all, Tacitus was not really an intimate at Capri; that he never received the secret confidences of Tiberius, nor attended upon his diversions. And at last it is borne in upon us, as we read, that, if we put aside rumours and uncertain gossip, whatever Tiberius does and says is unusually fine: but that Tacitus is not satisfied with recording words and actions; that he supplies motives to them, and then passes judgment upon his own assumptions: that the evidence for the murder of Germanicus, for instance, would hardly be accepted in a court of law; and that if Piso were there found guilty, the Emperor could not be touched. At any rate, we find it stated in "The Annals," that "Tiberius by the temptations of money was incorruptible;" and he refused the legacies of strangers, or of those who had natural heirs. "He wished to restore the people to severer manners," like many sovereigns; unlike the most of them, "in his own household, he observed the ancient parsimony." Besides the "severa paupertas" of Camillus and Fabricius, he had something of their primitive integrity; and he declined, with scorn, to be an accomplice in the proposed assassination of Arminius: "non fraude neque occultis, sed palam et armatum, Populum Romanum hostes suos ulcisci." He protected magistrates and poor suitors, against the nobles. He refused to add to the public burdens, by pensioning needy Senators: but he was charitable to poor debtors; and lavish to the people, whether Romans or Provincials, in times of calamity and want. Not least admirable was his quiet dignity, in periods of disturbance and of panic: he refused to hurry to the mutinous legions, or to a mean rebellion in Gaul; and he condescended to reason excellently about his behaviour, when his people were sane enough to listen. He was both sensible and modest: he restrained the worship of Augustus, "lest through being too common it should be turned into an idle ceremony;" he refused the worship of himself, except in one temple dedicated equally to the Senate and to the Emperor. Tiberius could be pathetic, too: "I bewail my son, and ever shall bewail him," he says of Germanicus; and again, "Eloquence is not measured by fortune, and it is a sufficient honour, if he be ranked among the ancient orators." "Princes are mortal;" he says again, "the Commonwealth, eternal." Then his wit, how fine it was; how quick his humour: when he answered the tardy condolences from Troy, by lamenting the death of Hector: when he advised an eager candidate, "not to embarrass his eloquence by impetuosity;" when he said of another, a low, conceited person, "he gives himself the airs of a dozen ancestors," "videtur mihi ex se natus:" when he muttered in the Senate, "O homines ad servitutem paratos:" when he refused to become a persecutor; "It would be much better, if the Gods were allowed to manage their own affairs," "Deorum injurias Dis curae." In all this; in his leisured ways, in his dislike of parade and ceremonial, in his mockery of flatterers and venal "patriots"; how like to Charles II., "the last King of England who was a man of parts." And no one will deny "parts" to Tiberius; he was equal to the burden of Imperial cares: the latest researches have discovered, that his provincial administration was most excellent; and even Tacitus admits, that his choice of magistrates "could not have been better." He says, in another passage, "The Emperor's domains throughout Italy, were thin; the behaviour of his slaves modest; the freed-men, who managed his house, few; and, in his disputes with particulars, the courts were open and the law equal." This resembles the account of Antoninus Pius, by Marcus Aurelius; and it is for this modesty, this careful separation between private and public affairs, that Tacitus has praised Agricola. I am well contented, with the virtues of the Antonines; but there are those, who go beyond. I have seen a book entitled "The History of that Inimitable Monarch Tiberius, who in the xiv year of his Reign requested the Senate to permit the worship of Jesus Christ; and who suppressed all Opposition to it." In this learned volume, it is proved out of the Ancients, that Tiberius was the most perfect of all sovereigns; and he is shown to be nothing less than the forerunner of Saint Peter, the first Apostle and the nursing-father of the Christian Church. The author was a Cambridge divine, and one of their Professors of mathematics: "a science," Goldsmith says, "to which the meanest intellects are equal."
And these verses capture the popular belief perfectly: I must leave my readers to make their own final judgment. Whether Tacitus helps them reach a conclusion, I can’t say; he seems to deepen the mystery of Tiberius. At first glance, he appears to be hostile to the Emperor; there's no doubt he remained antagonistic and wanted his readers to walk away with a very negative impression. But as we become familiar with his writing, as we think about his words and compare his statements, we start to question our earlier judgments; a different impression creeps in, then another, and another, until we gradually develop a vision of something else. From these vague and floating images, a clearer picture slowly forms, with distinct lines and features; eventually, a new Tiberius takes shape in our minds, just like a portrait emerging under an artist's hand from the intricate and scattered lines on a canvas. Then it hits us that Tacitus wasn't really close to Tiberius in Capri; he never received the Emperor's secret confidences or participated in his leisure activities. Ultimately, we realize, as we read, that if we set aside rumors and uncertain gossip, whatever Tiberius does and says is quite commendable. Yet Tacitus isn’t content with just recording words and actions; he infers motives and then judges his own assumptions: for example, the evidence for the murder of Germanicus probably wouldn't hold up in a court of law; and even if Piso were found guilty, it wouldn’t implicate the Emperor. At any rate, "The Annals" states that "Tiberius was incorruptible by monetary temptation;" and he turned down legacies from strangers or those who had natural heirs. "He wished to restore the people to more disciplined ways," like many rulers; but, unlike most of them, "he maintained strictness in his own household." Besides the "severe frugality" of Camillus and Fabricius, he shared something of their basic integrity; he disdainfully refused to be an accomplice in the proposed assassination of Arminius: "not through deceit or secrecy, but openly and armed, to avenge the Roman people against their enemies." He protected magistrates and poor petitioners from the nobles. He refused to add to the public burden by pensioning needy Senators, but he was generous to poor debtors; and he was generous to the people, both Romans and Provincials, in times of disaster and need. Particularly admirable was his quiet dignity during times of unrest and panic: he refused to rush to the rebellious legions or to a petty uprising in Gaul; and he took the time to explain his behavior excellently when his people were rational enough to listen. He was both sensible and humble: he restrained the worship of Augustus, "so that by being too common it wouldn’t degenerate into a meaningless ceremony;" he declined to have himself worshiped, except in one temple shared equally with the Senate and Emperor. Tiberius could also be poignant: "I mourn my son, and I always shall mourn him," he says of Germanicus; and again, "Eloquence isn’t determined by wealth, and it's enough to be regarded as one of the ancient orators." "Princes are mortal;" he states, "the Commonwealth is eternal." His wit was sharp and his humor quick: when he responded to the belated condolences from Troy by mourning Hector's death; when he advised an eager candidate "not to disrupt his eloquence with rashness;" when he remarked about another, a lowly, arrogant figure, "he presents himself as if descended from a dozen ancestors," "he seems to me born of himself:" when he muttered in the Senate, "Oh men ready for servitude:" when he refused to become a persecutor; "It would be better if the Gods were allowed to handle their own affairs," "Divine injuries are the concern of the Gods." In all this; in his unhurried demeanor, in his distaste for ostentation and ceremony, in his mockery of flatterers and mercenary "patriots"; he is quite similar to Charles II., "the last King of England who was a true man." No one can deny "substance" to Tiberius; he was capable of shouldering the responsibilities of Imperial governance: recent studies have shown that his provincial administration was excellent; and even Tacitus acknowledges that his choice of magistrates "could not have been better." He mentions, in another passage, "The Emperor's lands throughout Italy were sparse; his slaves behaved modestly; the freedmen managing his household were few; and in his disputes with individuals, the courts were accessible and the law fair." This is reminiscent of Marcus Aurelius's account of Antoninus Pius; and it is this humility, this careful separation between private and public matters, for which Tacitus has praised Agricola. I’m quite satisfied with the virtues of the Antonines; but some go even further. I’ve seen a book titled "The History of the Inimitable Monarch Tiberius, who in the fourteenth year of his reign asked the Senate to allow the worship of Jesus Christ; and who suppressed all opposition to it." In this scholarly volume, it is argued from ancient sources that Tiberius was the most perfect of all sovereigns; and he is portrayed as nothing less than the precursor of Saint Peter, the first Apostle and the caretaker of the Christian Church. The author was a Cambridge theologian, and one of their professors of mathematics: "a field," Goldsmith states, "where even the least intellectual can excel."
Upon the other hand, we have to consider that view of Tiberius, which is thus shown by Milton;
Upon the other hand, we need to think about Tiberius's perspective, as presented by Milton;
This Emperor hath no son, and now is old; Old and lascivious: and from Rome retired To Capreae, an island small but strong, On the Campanian shore; with purpose there, His horrid lusts in private to enjoy.
This Emperor has no son, and now he is old; Old and indulgent: and he retired from Rome To Capreae, a small but strong island On the Campanian coast; with the intention there, To satisfy his disturbing desires in private.
This theme is enlarged by Suetonius, and evidently enjoyed: he represents Tiberius, as addicted to every established form of vice; and as the inventor of new names, new modes, and a new convenience, for unheard-of immoralities. These propensities of the Emperor are handled by Tacitus with more discretion, though he does not conceal them. I wish neither to condemn nor to condone Tiberius: I desire, if it be possible, to see him as he is; and whether he be good or bad, he is very interesting. I have drawn attention to what is good in "The Annals," because Tacitus leans with all his weight upon the bad; and either explains away what is favourable, or passes over it with too light a stroke. At the end, I must conclude, as I began, that the character of Tiberius is a mystery. It is a commonplace, that no man is entirely good nor entirely evil; but the histories of Tiberius are too contradictory, to be thus dismissed by a platitude. It is not easy to harmonise Paterculus with Suetonius: it is impossible to reconcile Tacitus with himself; or to combine the strong, benevolent ruler with the Minotaur of Capri. The admirers of an almost perfect prose, must be familiar with a story, which is not the highest effort of that prose: they will remember a certain man with a double nature, like all of us; but, unlike us, able to separate his natures, and to personate at will his good or evil genius. Tiberius was fond of magic, and of the curious arts: it may be, that he commanded the secrets of which Mr. Stevenson has dreamed!
This theme is expanded by Suetonius, who clearly enjoyed it: he portrays Tiberius as someone deeply immersed in every known vice and as the creator of new names, new forms, and a new convenience for unimaginable immoralities. Tacitus approaches these tendencies of the Emperor with more subtlety, although he does not hide them. I don't want to judge or excuse Tiberius; I just want to see him as he truly is. Whether he's good or bad, he is definitely interesting. I’ve pointed out what’s good in "The Annals," because Tacitus focuses heavily on the negative and tends to either dismiss or lightly touch on anything positive. In the end, I must conclude, just as I started, that the character of Tiberius remains a mystery. It’s a common saying that no one is entirely good or entirely evil, but the accounts of Tiberius are too conflicting to be brushed aside with such a cliché. It’s difficult to align Paterculus with Suetonius, and impossible to reconcile Tacitus with himself; or to merge the strong, kind ruler with the monster of Capri. Those who appreciate nearly perfect prose must know a story that doesn't represent its best effort: they will recall a certain man with a dual nature, like all of us; but unlike us, he could separate his natures and embody either his good or evil side at will. Tiberius had a fascination with magic and the curious arts: perhaps he possessed secrets that Mr. Stevenson has imagined!
The readers of "The Annals" have seen enough of blood, of crime, and of Tiberius; and I would now engage their attention upon a more pleasing aspect of Imperial affairs: I wish to speak about the Empire itself; about its origin, its form, its history: and, if my powers were equal to the task, I would sketch a model Emperor; Marcus Aurelius, or the elder Antonine. Gibbon has described the limits of the Roman Empire; which "comprised the fairest part of the earth, and the most civilised portion of mankind." Its boundaries were "the Rhine and Danube, on the north; the Euphrates, on the east; towards the south, the sandy deserts of Arabia and Africa;" and upon the west, the Atlantic ocean. It was over this extensive monarchy, that Caesar reigned; by the providence of Caesar, was the whole defended and administered.
The readers of "The Annals" have seen plenty of blood, crime, and Tiberius; so now I want to focus on a more enjoyable side of Imperial matters: I want to discuss the Empire itself—its origins, its structure, its history. If I were capable enough, I would outline an ideal Emperor, like Marcus Aurelius or the elder Antonine. Gibbon has defined the boundaries of the Roman Empire, which "included the most beautiful parts of the earth and the most civilized segments of humanity." Its borders were "the Rhine and Danube to the north; the Euphrates to the east; the sandy deserts of Arabia and Africa to the south;" and to the west, the Atlantic Ocean. It was over this vast monarchy that Caesar ruled; through Caesar's guidance, everything was defended and managed.
Quis Parthum paveat? Quis gelidum Scythen Quis, Germania quos horrida parturit Fetus, incolumi Caesare?
Who fears the Parthians? Who fears the icy Scythians, Who gives birth to the terrifying offspring of Germany, With Caesar safe?
The frontiers of the Empire, and its richest provinces, had been obtained for the most part in the long wars of the Republic. The conquest of Gaul, and the establishment of the Empire, was achieved by Julius Caesar; and to him, the civilised world is indebted for that majestic "Roman Peace," under which it lived and prospered for nearly nineteen centuries: the Eastern Empire was maintained in Constantinople, until 1453; and the Empire of the West continued, though in waning splendour, until the last Caesar abdicated his throne at the order of Napoleon. The nations of modern Europe were developed out of the ruin of Caesar's Empire; and from that, the more civilised among them have obtained the politer share of their laws, their institutions, and their language: and to Caesar, we are indebted for those inestimable treasures of antiquity, which the Roman Empire and the Roman Church have preserved from the barbarians, and have handed on for the delight and the instruction of modern times. There are those, who can perceive in Caesar nothing but a demagogue, and a tyrant; and in the regeneration of the Commonwealth, nothing but a vulgar crime: among these, I am sorry to inscribe the name of Thomas Gordon. The supporters of this view are generally misled, by the specious allurements of the term "Republic." Tiberius, it may be, was not a perfect ruler, and other sovereigns were even more ferocious; but the excesses of the most reckless Emperor are hardly to be compared to the wholesale massacres and spoliations, which attended the last agonies of the expiring Commonwealth. After the Macedonian and Asiatic wars, we find a turbulent and servile crowd, instead of the old families and tribes of Roman citizens; instead of allies, oppressed and plundered provinces; instead of the heroes of the young Republic, a set of worn-out, lewd, and greedy nobles. By these, the spoils of the world were appropriated, and its government abused: Caesar gave the helpless peoples a legal sovereign, and preserved them from the lawless tyranny of a thousand masters. He narrates himself, that "he found the Romans enslaved by a faction, and he restored their liberty:" "Caesar interpellat; ut Populum Romanum, paucorum factione oppressum, in libertatem vindicat." The march of Caesar into Italy was a triumphal progress; and there can be no doubt, that the common people received him gladly. Again he says, "Nihil esse Rempublicam; appellationem modo, sine corpore et specie;" "The Republic is nothing but an empty name, a phantom and a shadow." That Caesar should have seen this, is the highest evidence of his genius: that Cicero did not see it, is to himself, and to his country, the great misfortune of his career; and to his admirers, one of the most melancholy events in Roman history. The opinions of Tacitus were not far removed from the opinions of Cicero, but they were modified by what he saw of Nerva and of Trajan: he tells us, how Agricola looked forward to the blessings of a virtuous Prince; and his own thoughts and writings would have been other, than they are, had he witnessed the blameless monarchy of Hadrian and the Antonines. The victims of a bad Emperor were taken usually from among the nobles; many of them were little better, than their destroyer; and his murders were confined, almost invariably, within the walls of Rome: but the benefits of the Imperial system were extended into all the provinces; and the judgment-seat of Caesar was the protection of innumerable citizens. Many were the mistakes, many the misfortunes, deplorable the mischiefs, of the Imperial administration; I wish neither to deny, nor to conceal them: but here I must content myself with speaking broadly, with presenting a superficial view of things; and, upon the whole, the system of the Emperors was less bad than the decayed and inadequate government, out of which it was developed. For the change from the Republic to the Empire was hardly a revolution; and the venerable names and forms of the old organisation were religiously preserved. Still, the Consuls were elected, the Senate met and legislated, Praetors and Legates went forth into the provinces, the Legions watched upon the frontiers, the lesser Magistrates performed their office; but above them was Caesar, directing all things, controlling all things; the Imperator and Universal Tribune, in whose name all was done; the "Praesens Divus," on whom the whole depended; at once the master of the Imperial Commonwealth, and the minister of the Roman People.
The borders of the Empire and its wealthiest provinces were mostly gained during the long wars of the Republic. Julius Caesar was responsible for the conquest of Gaul and the establishment of the Empire; the civilized world owes him for the majestic "Roman Peace," under which it thrived for nearly nineteen centuries. The Eastern Empire lasted in Constantinople until 1453, while the Western Empire, though in decline, persisted until the last Caesar gave up his throne on Napoleon's orders. Modern European nations emerged from the ruins of Caesar's Empire, with the more civilized among them inheriting not just laws and institutions but also language from it. We are grateful to Caesar for the invaluable treasures of antiquity that the Roman Empire and the Roman Church preserved from invaders, passing them down for the enjoyment and education of contemporary times. Some people only see Caesar as a demagogue and a tyrant, viewing the rebirth of the Commonwealth as a mere vulgar crime; sadly, I have to include Thomas Gordon among them. Supporters of this viewpoint are often misled by the tempting appeal of the word "Republic." Tiberius may not have been a perfect ruler, and some other leaders were even harsher, but the extreme actions of the most reckless Emperor cannot be compared to the mass killings and plundering that marked the final struggles of the dying Commonwealth. After the Macedonian and Asiatic wars, we find a restless and submissive crowd instead of the old families and tribes of Roman citizens; rather than allies, we have oppressed and looted provinces; instead of the heroes of the young Republic, we see a group of tired, corrupt, and greedy nobles. They seized the world's spoils and mismanaged its governance: Caesar provided the oppressed people with a lawful sovereign, saving them from the chaos of a thousand tyrants. He himself writes that "he found the Romans enslaved by a faction, and he restored their liberty:" "Caesar interpellat; ut Populum Romanum, paucorum factione oppressum, in libertatem vindicat." Caesar's march into Italy was a triumphant journey, and there’s no doubt that the common people welcomed him warmly. He also stated, "Nihil esse Rempublicam; appellationem modo, sine corpore et specie;" "The Republic is nothing but an empty name, a phantom and a shadow." That Caesar recognized this shows his great intelligence; Cicero's inability to see it represents a significant misfortune for both him and his country, and for his supporters, it’s one of the saddest events in Roman history. Tacitus’s views were not far off from Cicero’s, but they were shaped by his observations of Nerva and Trajan: he describes how Agricola hoped for the benefits of a virtuous ruler; had he witnessed the honorable reign of Hadrian and the Antonines, his thoughts and writings would have been different. The casualties of a bad Emperor usually came from the nobility; many of them were hardly better than their killer, and his murders were mostly confined to Rome itself: however, the advantages of the Imperial system reached all provinces, and Caesar's judicial seat protected countless citizens. There were numerous mistakes and unfortunate consequences within the Imperial administration, which I neither wish to deny nor hide: but I must speak broadly here, offering a general view; overall, the Emperor's system was less harmful than the decayed and ineffective government from which it arose. The transition from the Republic to the Empire was not truly a revolution; the respected names and structures of the old system were carefully maintained. Still, Consuls were elected, the Senate gathered and created laws, Praetors and Legates were dispatched to the provinces, the Legions guarded the borders, and lesser magistrates carried out their duties; but above them stood Caesar, overseeing everything and controlling all; the Imperator and Universal Tribune, under whose authority everything was achieved; the "Praesens Divus," upon whom everything depended; simultaneously the master of the Imperial Commonwealth and the servant of the Roman People.
"The Annals," and the history of Tiberius, have detained us, for the most part, within the capital: "The Agricola" brings us into a province of the Empire; and "The Account of Germany" will take us among the savages beyond the frontier. I need scarcely mention, that our country was brought within the Roman influence by Julius Caesar; but that Caesar's enterprise was not continued by Augustus, nor by Tiberius; though Caligula celebrated a fictitious triumph over the unconquered Britons: that a war of about forty years was undertaken by Claudius, maintained by Nero, and terminated by Domitian; who were respectively "the most stupid, the most dissolute, and the most timid of all the Emperors." It was in the British wars, that Vespasian began his great career, "monstratus fatis"; but the island was not really added to the Empire, until Agricola subdued it for Domitian. "The Life of Agricola" is of general interest, because it preserves the memory of a good and noble Roman: to us, it is of special interest, because it records the state of Britain when it was a dependency of the Caesars; "adjectis Britannis imperio." Our present fashions in history will not allow us to think, that we have much in common with those natives, whom Tacitus describes: but fashions change, in history as in other things; and in a wiser time we may come to know, and be proud to acknowledge, that we have derived a part of our origin, and perhaps our fairest accomplishments, from the Celtic Britons. The narrative of Tacitus requires no explanation; and I will only bring to the memory of my readers, Cowper's good poem on Boadicea. We have been dwelling upon the glories of the Roman Empire: it may be pardonable in us, and it is not unpleasing, to turn for a moment, I will not say to "the too vast orb" of our fate, but rather to that Empire which is more extensive than the Roman; and destined to be, I hope, more enduring, more united, and more prosperous. Horace will hardly speak of the Britons, as humane beings, and he was right; in his time, they were not a portion of the Roman World, they had no part in the benefits of the Roman government: he talks of them, as beyond the confines of civility, "in ultimos orbis Britannos;" as cut off by "the estranging sea," and there jubilant in their native practices, "Visum Britannos hospitibus feros." But Cowper says, no less truly, of a despised and rebel Queen;
"The Annals" and the history of Tiberius have mostly kept us focused on the capital. "The Agricola" takes us to one of the provinces of the Empire, and "The Account of Germany" will introduce us to the tribes beyond the borders. It’s worth mentioning that Julius Caesar brought our country under Roman influence, but neither Augustus nor Tiberius continued his efforts. Caligula did celebrate a fake triumph over the unconquered Britons, while Claudius launched a war that lasted about forty years, which was continued by Nero and ended by Domitian—who were known as the "most stupid, the most dissolute, and the most timid of all the Emperors." It was during the British wars that Vespasian started his remarkable career, "monstratus fatis"; however, the island wasn’t really added to the Empire until Agricola conquered it for Domitian. "The Life of Agricola" is of general interest because it keeps alive the memory of a good and noble Roman; it’s particularly relevant to us because it records the state of Britain when it was a dependency of the Caesars, "adjectis Britannis imperio." Our modern perspectives on history might not lead us to believe we share much with the natives Tacitus describes, but trends can change, just like they do in other areas, and in a wiser future, we might come to recognize and take pride in the fact that we've drawn a part of our origins, and perhaps one of our finest qualities, from the Celtic Britons. Tacitus's narrative requires no explanation, and I’d only like to remind my readers of Cowper's excellent poem about Boadicea. We’ve been reflecting on the glories of the Roman Empire; it may be justifiable and quite pleasant to take a moment—not to refer to "the too vast orb" of our fate—but rather to that Empire which is larger than the Roman one, and I hope will be more enduring, united, and prosperous. Horace hardly portrayed the Britons as civilized people, and he was correct; in his time, they were not part of the Roman World and did not benefit from Roman governance. He spoke of them as being outside the boundaries of civilization, "in ultimos orbis Britannos," isolated by "the estranging sea," and happily engaged in their native customs, "Visum Britannos hospitibus feros." But Cowper rightly says the same about a despised and rebellious Queen;
Regions Caesar never knew, Thy posterity shall sway; Where his Eagles never flew, None invincible as they.
Regions that Caesar never saw, Your descendants will control; Where his Eagles never soared, None as unbeatable as they.
The last battles of Agricola were fought in Scotland; and, in the pages of Tacitus, he achieved a splendid victory among the Grampian hills. Gibbon remarks, however, "The native Caledonians preserved in the northern extremity of the island their wild independence, for which they were not less indebted to their poverty than to their valour. Their incursions were frequently repelled and chastised; but their country was never subdued. The masters of the fairest and most wealthy climates of the globe turned with contempt from gloomy hills assailed by the winter tempest, from lakes concealed in a blue mist, and from cold and lonely heaths, over which the deer of the forest were chased by a troop of naked barbarians." The Scotch themselves are never tired of asserting, and of celebrating, their "independence"; Scotland imposed a limit to the victories of the Roman People, Scaliger says in his compliments to Buchanan:
The final battles of Agricola took place in Scotland, where he achieved a remarkable victory among the Grampian hills, according to Tacitus. Gibbon notes, however, "The native Caledonians in the northern part of the island maintained their wild independence, which they owed as much to their poverty as to their bravery. Their raids were often pushed back and punished, but their land was never conquered. The rulers of the most beautiful and prosperous regions of the world looked down with disdain on the bleak hills battered by winter storms, the lakes shrouded in a blue mist, and the cold, desolate heaths where forest deer were hunted by a group of naked warriors." The Scots themselves never tire of claiming and celebrating their "independence"; Scotland set a boundary to the triumphs of the Roman people, as Scaliger remarked in his praise of Buchanan:
Imperii fuerat Romani Scotia lines.
The Roman Empire had Scotland's borders.
But it may be questioned, whether it were an unmixed blessing, to be excluded from the Empire; and to offer a sullen resistance to its inestimable gifts of humane life, of manners, and of civility.
But one might wonder if it was truly a complete blessing to be excluded from the Empire and to stubbornly resist its invaluable gifts of human life, culture, and civility.
To these things, the Germans also have manifested a strong dislike; and they are more censurable than the Scotch, because all their knowledge of the Romans was not derived from the intercourse of war. "The Germany" of Tacitus is a document, that has been much discussed; and these discussions may be numbered among the most flagrant examples of literary intemperance: but this will not surprise us, when we allow for the structure of mind, the language, and the usual productions of those, to whom the treatise is naturally of the greatest importance. In the description of the Germans, Tacitus goes out of his way to laugh at the "licentia vetustatis," "the debauches of pedants and antiquarians;" as though he suspected the fortunes of his volume, and the future distinctions of the Teutonic genius. For sane readers, it will be enough to remark, that the Germany of Tacitus was limited, upon the west, by the natural and proper boundary of the Rhine; that it embraced a portion of the Low Countries; and that, although he says it was confined within the Danube, yet the separation is not clear between the true Germans and those obscurer tribes, whose descendants furnish a long enumeration of titles to the present melancholy sovereign of the House of Austria. Gibbon remarks, with his usual sense, "In their primitive state of simplicity and independence, the Germans were surveyed by the discerning eye, and delineated by the masterly pencil of Tacitus, the first historian who supplied the science of philosophy to the study of facts. The expressive conciseness of his descriptions has deserved to exercise the diligence of innumerable antiquarians, and to excite the genius and penetration of the philosophic historians of our own time." Upon a few sentences out of the "Germania"; which relate to the kings, to the holding of land, to the public assemblies, and to the army; an imposing structure of English constitutional history has been erected: our modern historians look upon this treatise with singular approval; because it shows them, they say, the habits of their own forefathers in their native settlements. They profess to be enchanted with all they read; and, in their works, they betray their descent from the ancestors they admire. Gibbon says, prettily, "Whenever Tacitus indulges himself in those beautiful episodes, in which he relates some domestic transaction of the Germans or of the Parthians, his principal object is to relieve the attention of the reader from an uniform scene of vice and misery." Whether he succeeds, I must leave my readers to decide. Tacitus describes the quarrels of the Germans; fought, then with weapons; now, with words: their gambling, their sloth, their drunkenness. "Strong beer, a liquor extracted with very little art from wheat or barley, and corrupted (as it is strongly expressed by Tacitus) into a certain semblance of wine, was sufficient for the gross purposes of German debauchery." Tacitus informs us, too, "that they sleep far into the day; that on rising they take a bath, usually of warm water; then they eat." To pass an entire day and night in drinking, disgraces no one: "Dediti somno ciboque," he says; a people handed over to sloth and gluttony. Some of these customs are now almost obsolete; the baths, for instance. In others, there has been little alteration since the Age of Tacitus; and the Germans have adhered, with obstinate fidelity, to their primitive habits. Tacitus thought less of their capacity, upon the whole, than it is usual to think now: "The Chatti," he says, "for Germans, have much intelligence;" "Leur intelligence et leur finesse étonnent, dans des Germains." But let us forget these "Tedeschi lurchi, non ragionam di lor;" and pass on to those manly virtues, which Tacitus records: To abandon your shield, is the basest of crimes, "relicta non bene parmula;" nor may a man thus disgraced be present at their sacred rites, nor enter their council; many, indeed, after escaping from battle, have ended their infamy with the halter. And to more shameful crimes, they awarded a sterner punishment:
To these things, the Germans have shown a strong dislike as well; and they deserve more criticism than the Scots because their knowledge of the Romans wasn’t just gained through warfare. "The Germany" of Tacitus is a document that has been widely debated, and these discussions are among the most glaring examples of literary excess. But this shouldn’t surprise us, considering the mindset, language, and typical works of those for whom this treatise is most significant. When describing the Germans, Tacitus takes extra care to mock the "licentia vetustatis," "the excesses of pedants and antiquarians," as if he feared for the success of his book and the future status of the German spirit. For sensible readers, it’s enough to note that Tacitus's Germany was bounded to the west by the natural boundary of the Rhine and included part of the Low Countries. Although he mentions it was contained within the Danube, the distinction between the true Germans and the less known tribes, whose descendants provide a long list of titles for the current unfortunate ruler of the House of Austria, is not clear. Gibbon observes, with his usual insight, “In their original state of simplicity and independence, the Germans were viewed by the keen observer and depicted by the skilled hand of Tacitus, the first historian to combine philosophical thought with factual study. The concise expressiveness of his descriptions deserves the attention of countless antiquarians and inspires the intellect and insight of today’s philosophical historians.” Based on a few sentences from the "Germania" regarding kings, land ownership, public assemblies, and the army, an impressive framework of English constitutional history has been established. Our modern historians regard this treatise with notable approval because, they claim, it reveals the customs of their own ancestors in their original settlements. They profess to be captivated by everything they read, and in their works, they reveal their lineage from the forebears they admire. Gibbon charmingly says, “Whenever Tacitus indulges in those beautiful episodes where he recounts some domestic affairs of the Germans or the Parthians, his main goal is to relieve the reader from a monotonous scene of vice and misery.” Whether he succeeds, I’ll leave to my readers to decide. Tacitus depicts the disputes of the Germans; fought, once with weapons, now with words; their gambling, laziness, and drunkenness. “Strong beer, a drink made with very little skill from wheat or barley, and corrupted (as Tacitus strongly states) into a kind of wine, was enough for the coarse pleasures of German debauchery.” Tacitus also tells us, “that they sleep deep into the day; upon waking, they take a bath, usually warm; then they eat.” Spending an entire day and night drinking brings no shame to anyone: “Dediti somno ciboque,” he says; a people devoted to laziness and gluttony. Some of these customs are now nearly forgotten; for example, the baths. In others, there has been little change since Tacitus’s time, and the Germans have stubbornly clung to their original ways. Tacitus regarded their capacity for understanding, overall, as less than we typically think today: “The Chatti,” he says, “for Germans, are quite intelligent;” “Their intelligence and cleverness astonish, among Germans.” But let’s forget about these "Tedeschi lurchi, non ragionam di lor;" and move on to those manly virtues that Tacitus notes: Abandoning your shield is the most disgraceful crime, "relicta non bene parmula;" nor can a man who has been disgraced be present at their sacred rites or join their council; many, indeed, after fleeing from battle, have ended their shame with a noose. And they imposed harsher punishments for more shameful crimes:
Behind flock'd wrangling up a piteous crew Greeted of none, disfeatured and forlorn: Cowards, who were in sloughs interr'd alive; And round them still the wattled hurdles hung Wherewith they stamp'd them down, and trod them deep, To hide their shameful memory from men.
Behind the bickering, a pitiful group gathered, Ignored by everyone, disfigured and lost: Cowards, buried alive in muck; And around them still hung the woven barriers That they used to force them down and trample deep, To hide their shameful memories from others.
Having now surveyed the compositions in this volume, it is proper that we should at length devote some of our notice to Gordon himself, and to his manner of presenting Tacitus. Thomas Gordon was born in Scotland; the date has not yet been ascertained. He is thought to have been educated at a northern university, and to have become an Advocate. Later, he went to London; and taught languages. Two pamphlets on the Bangorian controversy brought him into notice; and he wrote many religious and political dissertations. "A Defence of Primitive Christianity, against the Exhorbitant Claims of Fanatical and Dissaffected Clergymen;" "Tracts on Religion, and on the Jacobite Rebellion of '45;" "The Pillars of Priestcraft and Orthodoxy Shaken;" "A Cordial for Low Spirits;" are the titles of some of his compositions. In politics, and in theology, he was a republican and free-thinker: he translated and edited "The Spirit of Ecclesiastics in All Ages;" he was a contributor to "The Independent Whig;" and in a series of "Cato's Letters," he discoursed at ease upon his usual topics. The Tacitus was published in 1728, in two volumes folio: long dissertations are inserted in either volume; the literature in them excellent, the politics not so good: the volumes, as well as the several parts of them, are dedicated to some Royal and many Noble Patrons. Gordon has also turned Sallust into English: the book was published in 1744, in one handsome quarto; "with Political Discourses upon that Author and Translations of Cicero's Four Orations against Cataline." Walpole made Gordon the first commissioner of wine licences. It is handed down, that Gordon was a burly person, "large and corpulent." It is believed, that he found his way into "The Dunciad," and that he is immortalised there among the "Canaille Écrivante;" the line
Having looked over the works in this volume, it’s time to focus on Gordon himself and how he presented Tacitus. Thomas Gordon was born in Scotland, but his exact birth date isn’t known. He’s believed to have studied at a university in the north and became an Advocate. Later, he moved to London and taught languages. Two pamphlets on the Bangorian controversy brought him into the spotlight, and he wrote many essays on religious and political issues. Some of his notable works include "A Defence of Primitive Christianity, against the Exhorbitant Claims of Fanatical and Dissaffected Clergymen," "Tracts on Religion, and on the Jacobite Rebellion of '45," "The Pillars of Priestcraft and Orthodoxy Shaken," and "A Cordial for Low Spirits." In both politics and theology, he was a republican and free-thinker: he translated and edited "The Spirit of Ecclesiastics in All Ages," contributed to "The Independent Whig," and calmly discussed his usual topics in a series of "Cato's Letters." The Tacitus was published in 1728 in two folio volumes, featuring long essays in each volume; the literature in them is excellent, while the politics aren’t as strong. The volumes, along with their various sections, are dedicated to several royal and noble patrons. Gordon also translated Sallust into English; that book was released in 1744 as a handsome quarto edition, "with Political Discourses upon that Author and Translations of Cicero's Four Orations against Cataline." Walpole appointed Gordon as the first commissioner of wine licenses. It’s said that Gordon was a large and corpulent person. He is thought to have made it into "The Dunciad," where he is immortalized among the "Canaille Écrivante;" the line
Where Tindal dictates and Silenus snores,
Where Tindal talks and Silenus snores,
is taken to be Pope's description of him. Gordon died in 1750; at the same time as Dr. Middleton, the elegant biographer of Cicero: Lord Bolingbroke is said to have observed, when the news was told him, "Then is the best writer in England gone, and the worst." That Bolingbroke should have disliked Gordon and his politics, does not surprise me; but I cannot understand for what reason he, and other good judges, despised his writings. "The chief glory of every people arises from its authors," Dr. Johnson says; and happy the people, I would assert, who have no worse writers than Thomas Gordon. I wish to draw attention to Gordon's correct vocabulary, to his bold and pregnant language, and to his scholarly punctuation. Among our present writers, the art of punctuation is a lost accomplishment; and it is usual now to find writings with hardly anything but full stops; colons and semicolons are almost obsolete; commas are neglected, or misused; and our slovenly pages are strewn with dashes, the last resources of an untidy thinker, the certain witnesses to a careless and unfinished sentence. How different, and how superior, is the way of Gordon; who, though he can be homely and familiar, never lays aside the well-bred and courteous manners of a polished Age. In his writings, the leading clauses of a sentence are distinguished by their colons: the minor clauses, by their semicolons; the nice meaning of the details is expressed, the pleasure and the convenience of his readers are alike increased, by his right and elegant use of commas. The comma, with us, is used as a loop or bracket, and for little else: by the more accurate scholars of the last Age, it was employed to indicate a finer meaning; to mark an emphasis, or an elision; to introduce a relative clause; to bring out the value of an happy phrase, or the nice precision of an epithet. And thus the authors of the great century of prose, that orderly and spacious time, assembled their words, arranged their sentences, and marshalled them into careful periods: without any loss to the subtile meaning of their thought, or any sacrifice of vigour, they exposed their subject in a dignified procession of stately paragraphs; and when the end is reached we look back upon a perfect specimen of the writer's art. We have grown careless about form, we have little sense for balance and proportion, and we have sacrificed the good manners of literature to an ill-bred liking for haste and noise: it has been decided, that the old way of writing is cumbersome and slow; as well might some guerilla chieftain have announced to his fellow-barbarians, that Caesar's legions were not swift and beautiful in their manoeuvres, nor irresistible in their advance. I have spoken of our long sentences, with nothing but full stops: they are variegated, here and there, with shorter sentences, sometimes of two words; this way of writing is common in Macaulay or in the histories of Mr. Green, and I have seen it recommended in Primers of Literature and Manuals of Composition. With the jolting and unconnected fragments of these authorities, I would contrast the musical and flowing periods of Dr. Johnson's "Lives of the Poets": to study these works in solitude, will probably be sufficient to justify my preference; but to hear them read aloud, should convert the most unwilling listener into an advocate of my opinion.
is noted to be Pope's description of him. Gordon passed away in 1750, around the same time as Dr. Middleton, the refined biographer of Cicero. It's said that Lord Bolingbroke remarked, when he received the news, "Then the best writer in England is gone, along with the worst." It's not surprising that Bolingbroke disliked Gordon and his politics; however, I can't understand why he and other discerning critics looked down on his writings. "The chief glory of every people arises from its authors," Dr. Johnson says; and I would argue that a nation is fortunate if it has no worse writers than Thomas Gordon. I want to highlight Gordon's precise vocabulary, his bold and impactful language, and his scholarly use of punctuation. Among our current writers, the skill of punctuation seems to be a lost art; nowadays, it's common to see texts filled with little more than periods; colons and semicolons are nearly extinct; commas are either disregarded or misapplied; and our careless pages are cluttered with dashes, a last resort for disorganized thinkers, clear signs of incomplete and careless sentences. How different, and how superior, is Gordon's approach; he may be plain and approachable, but he never abandons the refined and courteous manners of an elegant era. In his works, the main parts of a sentence are highlighted by colons, the subordinate parts by semicolons; the subtle meanings of the details are expressed, enhancing both the pleasure and convenience for his readers with his precise and elegant use of commas. Nowadays, we use the comma mainly as a pause or bracket, and little else; earlier scholars used it to convey a more refined meaning, to indicate emphasis or omission, to introduce a relative clause, to enhance the significance of a well-crafted phrase, or to clarify the exactness of an epithet. And thus, the authors of the great century of prose, that orderly and expansive period, organized their words, structured their sentences, and arranged them into careful paragraphs: without losing the nuanced meaning of their thoughts or sacrificing strength, they presented their subjects in a dignified flow of impressive paragraphs. When the conclusion is reached, we can look back at a perfect example of the writer's craft. We have become careless about form, lacking a sense of balance and proportion, and we have sacrificed the elegance of literature for a crude preference for speed and chaos: it's been decided that the traditional style of writing is cumbersome and slow; it would be as absurd as a guerrilla leader telling his fellow barbarians that Caesar's legions were neither swift nor graceful in their movements, nor unstoppable in their advance. I have talked about our long sentences, punctuated only by full stops: they are interspersed here and there with shorter sentences, sometimes just two words; this style is common in Macaulay or in Mr. Green's histories, and I have seen it recommended in Literature Primers and Composition Manuals. I would contrast the jarring and disconnected snippets from these authorities with the musical and flowing sentences in Dr. Johnson's "Lives of the Poets": studying these works alone will likely suffice to justify my preference; but to hear them read aloud should convert even the most reluctant listener into a supporter of my view.
Dr. Birkbeck Hill, in the delightful Preface to his Boswell, explains how he was turned by a happy chance to the study of the literature of the eighteenth century; and how he read on and on in the enchanting pages of "The Spectator." "From Addison in the course of time I passed on," he continues, "to the other great writers of his and the succeeding age, finding in their exquisitely clear style, their admirable common-sense, and their freedom from all the tricks of affectation, a delightful contrast to so many of the eminent authors of our own time." These words might be used of Gordon: I do not claim for him the style of Addison, nor the accomplished negligence of Goldsmith; these are graces beyond the reach of art; but he exhibits the common-sense, and the clear style, of the eighteenth century. Like all the good writers of his time, he is unaffected and "simplex munditiis"; he has the better qualities of Pyrrha, and is "plain in his neatness." In Mr. Ward's edition of the English Poets, there may be read side by side a notice of Collins and of Gray; the one by Mr. Swinburne, the other by Mr. Matthew Arnold: I make no allusion here to the greatness of either poet, to the merits of either style, nor to the value of either criticism. But the essay upon Gray is quiet in tone; it has an unity of treatment, and never deserts the principal subject; it is suffused with light, and full of the most delicate allusions: the essay on Collins, by being written in superlatives and vague similes, deafens and perplexes the reader; and the author, by squandering his resources, has no power to make fine distinctions, nor to exalt one part of his thesis above another. These two performances illustrate the last quality in Gordon, and in the old writers, to which I shall draw attention: they were always restrained in their utterances, and therefore they could be discriminating in their judgments; they could be emphatic without noise, and deep without obscurity, ornamental but not vulgar, carefully arranged but not stiff or artificial. They exhibit the three indispensable gifts of the finest authorship: "simplicitas munditiis," "lucidus ordo," "curiosa felicitas."
Dr. Birkbeck Hill, in the enjoyable Preface to his Boswell, describes how a fortunate twist of fate led him to explore the literature of the eighteenth century; and how he immersed himself in the captivating pages of "The Spectator." "Eventually, I moved on from Addison," he adds, "to the other great writers of his and the following age, discovering in their beautifully clear style, their remarkable common sense, and their avoidance of any pretentious tricks, a refreshing contrast to so many prominent authors of our own time." These words could apply to Gordon: I don’t claim he has Addison’s style or Goldsmith’s effortless charm; those qualities are beyond the reach of skill; but he shows the common sense and clarity characteristic of the eighteenth century. Like all great writers of his era, he is genuine and "simplex munditiis"; he possesses the best traits of Pyrrha and is "plain in his neatness." In Mr. Ward's edition of the English Poets, there are notices of Collins and Gray side by side; one by Mr. Swinburne and the other by Mr. Matthew Arnold: I’m not referring here to the greatness of either poet, the merits of either style, or the value of either critique. However, the essay on Gray is calm in tone; it maintains a unified treatment and never strays from the main topic; it’s filled with clarity and delicate allusions: the essay on Collins, by relying on exaggerations and vague similes, overwhelms and confuses the reader; and the author, by wastefully using his resources, lacks the ability to make fine distinctions or to elevate one part of his argument over another. These two writings illustrate the final quality in Gordon and in the older writers that I want to highlight: they were always measured in their expressions, which allowed them to be discerning in their judgments; they could be forceful without being noisy, profound without being obscure, decorative but not tacky, thoughtfully arranged but not rigid or artificial. They embody the three essential qualities of the finest writing: "simplicitas munditiis," "lucidus ordo," "curiosa felicitas."
In this volume, Gordon's punctuation has been generally followed: his orthography has been modernised a little, though not by my hands, nor with my consent; and I have observed without regret, that some of Gordon's original spellings have eluded the vigilance of the printer: that stern official would by no means listen to my entreaties for the long "SS," the turn-over words, or the bounteous capitals, which add so much to the seductive and sober dignity of an eighteenth-century page; but, on the whole, we have given a tolerable reproduction of Gordon's folio. In the second edition, he himself made more changes than improvements. I will not say, that Gordon has always conveyed the exact meaning of the sentences of Tacitus: but he has done what is better, and more difficult; he has grasped the broad meaning of his author, and caught something of his lofty spirit. "A translation," he says, "ought to read like an original;" and Gordon has not failed, I think, to reach this perfection. It is not commonly attained among translators: Gordon says, of one rendering of Tacitus, "'Tis not the fire of Tacitus, but his embers; quenched with English words, cold and Gothick." Of the author of another version, he says "Learning is his chief accomplishment, and thence his translation is a very poor one." This judgment is true of most modern translations from the Ancients; they may be correct versions, but are miserable English: the authors, while studying the most perfect models of the art of writing, have produced copies which are not literature at all. From this low company, I would rescue Sir Charles Bowen's "Virgil": a delightful poem, to those who are ignorant of Latin; an exquisite production, and an amazing triumph, to those who converse with the original. There are many English translations of Tacitus: the first, by Sir Henry Savile and "one Greenway"; the former, says Gordon, "has performed like a schoolmaster, the latter like a school-boy." Anthony à Wood writes in another strain, in the "Athenae Oxonienis": "A rare Translation it is, and the Work of a very Great Master indeed, both in our Tongue and that Story. For if we consider the difficulty of the Original, and the Age wherein the Translation lived, it is both for the exactness of the version, and the chastity of the Language, one of the most accurate and perfect translations that ever were made into English." There is a rendering by Murphy, diffuse and poor; a dilution of Gordon, worthy neither of Tacitus nor of the English tongue. There are translations, too, into almost every modern language: I would give the highest praise to Davanzati; a scholar of Tuscany, who lived in the sixteenth century. In French, I cannot but admire the labours of M. Burnouf: although the austere rules, the precise constructions, and the easy comportment of the French prose are not suited to the style of Tacitus, and something of his weight and brevity are lost; yet the translator never loses the depth and subtilty of his author's meaning; his work is agreeable to read, and very useful to consult. The maps and the genealogical tables in the three volumes of Messrs. Church and Brodribb's translation are also of the greatest service, and the notes are sometimes most amusing.
In this book, Gordon's punctuation has mostly been kept; his spelling has been updated a bit, but not by me or with my permission. I've noticed, without any regret, that some of Gordon's original spellings have escaped the printer's notice. That strict official definitely wouldn’t listen to my pleas for the long "SS," the hyphenated words, or the lavish capital letters, all of which add so much charm and sober dignity to an 18th-century page. But overall, we've produced a decent version of Gordon's folio. In the second edition, he made more changes than improvements himself. I won't claim that Gordon always captured the exact meaning of Tacitus's sentences, but he achieved something even better and harder: he grasped the overall meaning of the author and captured some of his lofty spirit. "A translation," he says, "ought to read like an original," and I think Gordon has managed to reach this level of perfection. This standard is rarely met among translators. Gordon remarks about one version of Tacitus, "'Tis not the fire of Tacitus, but his embers; quenched with English words, cold and Gothic." Regarding another version, he states, "Learning is his chief accomplishment, and thus his translation is very poor." This judgment applies to most modern translations of the classics; they might be accurate, but their English is terrible: the authors, while studying the best models of writing, have produced copies that are not literary at all. From this low-quality group, I would highlight Sir Charles Bowen's "Virgil": a lovely poem for those who don’t know Latin; an exquisite piece, and an incredible achievement for those familiar with the original. There are many English translations of Tacitus: the first, by Sir Henry Savile and "one Greenway"; the former, according to Gordon, "has performed like a schoolmaster, the latter like a schoolboy." Anthony à Wood notes in the "Athenae Oxonienis": "A rare Translation it is, and the Work of a very Great Master indeed, both in our Tongue and that Story. For if we consider the difficulty of the Original, and the Age when the Translation was created, it is both for the accuracy of the version, and the purity of the Language, one of the most precise and perfect translations ever made into English." There is a version by Murphy, long-winded and lacking depth; a weak copy of Gordon's work, unworthy of Tacitus or the English language. There are also translations in almost every modern language; I would highly commend Davanzati, a scholar from Tuscany in the 16th century. In French, I can't help but admire the efforts of M. Burnouf; although the strict rules, precise structures, and smooth flow of French prose do not match Tacitus's style, and some of his weight and brevity are lost, the translator maintains the depth and subtlety of the author's meaning. His work is enjoyable to read and very useful for reference. The maps and genealogical tables in the three volumes of Messrs. Church and Brodribb's translation are also extremely helpful, and the notes are sometimes quite entertaining.
Of Tacitus himself, there is little for me to say: those, who know him, can judge for themselves; to those who do not, no words are able to convey an adequate impression. "Who is able to infuse into me," Cardinal Newman asks, "or how shall I imbibe, a sense of the peculiarities of the style of Cicero or Virgil, if I have not read their writings? No description, however complete, could convey to my mind an exact likeness of a tune, or an harmony, which I have never heard; and still less of a scent, which I have never smelled: and if I said that Mozart's melodies were as a summer sky, or as the breath of Zephyr, I shall be better understood by those who knew Mozart, than by those who did not." These truths are little remembered by modern critics: though, indeed, it is not possible to convey to a reader adequate notions about the style of an author, whom that reader has not pondered for himself; about his thoughts or his subjects, it may be different. Still, I may write something about the manner of Tacitus, which will not violate Cardinal Newman's laws, nor be an outrage to taste and common-sense. "It is the great excellence of a writer," says Dr. Johnson, "to put into his book as much as it will hold:" and if this judgment be sound, then is Tacitus the greatest of all writers in prose. Gordon says of him, "He explains events with a redundancy of images, and a frugality of words: his images are many, but close and thick; his words are few, but pointed and glowing; and even his silence is instructive and affecting. Whatever he says, you see; and all, that you see, affects you. Let his words be ever so few, his thought and matter are always abundant. His imagination is boundless, yet never outruns his judgment; his wisdom is solid and vast, yet always enlivened by his imagination. He starts the idea, and lets the imagination pursue it; the sample he gives you is so fine, that you are presently curious to see the whole piece, and then you have your share in the merit of the discovery; a compliment, which some able writers have forgot to pay to their readers." I would remark here, that many of the old writers give me the sense of handling things, they are definite and solid; while some of the moderns appear to play with words only, and never to come up with the objects of their pursuit: "we are too often ravished with a sonorous sentence," as Dr. Johnson says, "of which, when the noise is past, the meaning does not long remain." But of Tacitus, Gordon says, "His words and phrases are admirably adapted to his matter and conceptions, and make impressions sudden and wonderful upon the mind of man. Stile is a part of genius, and Tacitus had one peculiar to himself; a sort of language of his own, one fit to express the amazing vigour of his spirit, and that redundancy of reflections which for force and frequency are to be equalled by no writer before nor since."
Of Tacitus himself, there's not much for me to say: those who know him can judge for themselves; for those who don’t, no words can adequately convey an impression. "Who can make me feel," Cardinal Newman asks, "or how can I understand the unique style of Cicero or Virgil if I haven’t read their works? No description, no matter how detailed, can give me a real sense of a melody or harmony I've never heard; even less so of a scent I've never experienced: and if I claim that Mozart's melodies resemble a summer sky or the gentle breath of Zephyr, those who are familiar with Mozart will understand me better than those who are not." Modern critics often forget these truths: it’s impossible to give a reader a fair sense of an author’s style if that reader hasn’t contemplated it themselves; the same may not hold for their thoughts or subjects. Still, I can write something about Tacitus’s style that respects Cardinal Newman's principles and aligns with good taste and common sense. "The great skill of a writer," says Dr. Johnson, "is to include as much as possible in his book": and if this judgment is accurate, then Tacitus is the greatest writer in prose. Gordon remarks about him, "He conveys events through a wealth of imagery and a scarcity of words: his images are numerous, yet concentrated; his words are few, but striking and vivid; even his silence is informative and impactful. Whatever he expresses, you can visualize, and everything you visualize resonates with you. No matter how few his words are, his thoughts and content are always plentiful. His imagination is limitless, yet never surpasses his judgment; his wisdom is profound and extensive, yet always brought to life by his creativity. He introduces the idea and allows the imagination to explore it; his examples are so exquisite that you quickly want to see the entire work, and then you earn part of the credit for the discovery—a compliment some talented writers forget to extend to their readers." I would note that many older writers give me a sense of physically engaging with their subjects; they are precise and substantial; while some modern writers seem to only play with words, failing to connect with the things they chase: "we are too often captivated by a grand sentence," as Dr. Johnson states, "of which, once the sound fades, the meaning doesn’t linger long." But regarding Tacitus, Gordon claims, "His words and phrases are perfectly suited to his themes and ideas, creating sudden and wonderful impressions in the mind. Style is part of genius, and Tacitus has a unique style of his own, a language that captures the extraordinary vigor of his spirit and the depth of reflections unmatched by any writer before or after."
Dr. Johnson, however, says in another place, "Tacitus, Sir, seems to me rather to have made notes for an historical work, than to have written a history:" I must own, that upon the subject of Tacitus, I prefer the sentiments of Gordon; and Montaigne would agree with me, for he says, "I do not know any author, who, in a work of history, has taken so broad a view of human events, or given a more just analysis of particular characters." The impressions of Tacitus are indeed wonderful: I doubt, whether volumes could bring us nearer to the mutinous legions, than the few chapters in which he records their history. I am always delighted by Gordon's way of telling the battle, in which the iron men of Sacrovir were overthrown; the account begins on page 139. Then how satisfying is the narrative of the wars in Germany, of the shipwreck, of the funeral of Varus and the slaughtered legions; how pleasing the description of Germanicus' antiquarian travels in Egypt, and in Greece. Though Tacitus is not a maker of "descriptions," in our modern sense: there is but one "description" in "The Annals," so far as I remember, it is of Capri; and it is not the sort, that would be quoted by a reviewer, as a "beautiful cameo of description." With Tacitus, a field of battle is not an occasion for "word-painting," as we call it; the battle is always first, the scenery of less importance. He tells, what it is necessary to know; but he is too wise to think, that we can realise from words, a place which we have never seen; and too sound in his taste, to forget the wholesome boundaries between poetry and prose. This is the way of all the ancient writers. In a work on "Landscape," I remember that Mr. Hamerton mourns over the Commentaries of Caesar; because they do not resemble the letters of a modern war-correspondent; Ascham, on the other hand, a man of real taste and learning, says of the Commentaries, "All things be most perfectly done by him; in Caesar only, could never yet fault be found." I agree with Ascham: I think I prefer the Commentaries as they are, chaste and quiet; I really prefer them to Mr. Kinglake's "Crimean War," or to Mr. Forbes' Despatches, or even to the most effusive pages of Mr. Stanley's book on Africa.
Dr. Johnson, however, says elsewhere, "Tacitus, Sir, seems to me more like he's made notes for a historical work rather than actually writing a history." I have to admit that when it comes to Tacitus, I prefer Gordon's views; and Montaigne would agree with me because he says, "I don’t know any author who has taken such a broad view of human events in a historical work or provided a more accurate analysis of specific characters." The impressions of Tacitus are truly remarkable: I doubt that any number of volumes could bring us closer to the rebellious legions than the few chapters where he records their history. I'm always impressed by Gordon's storytelling of the battle where the fierce men of Sacrovir were defeated; the account starts on page 139. Then there’s the compelling narrative of the wars in Germany, the shipwreck, the funeral of Varus, and the massacred legions; the depiction of Germanicus' archaeological travels in Egypt and Greece is equally enjoyable. Although Tacitus isn’t really a creator of "descriptions" in our modern sense: as far as I recall, there’s just one "description" in "The Annals," and that’s of Capri; it’s not the kind that a reviewer would call a "beautiful cameo of description." For Tacitus, a battlefield isn’t an opportunity for "word-painting"; the battle always takes priority, with the scenery being of lesser importance. He provides what’s essential to know, but he’s wise enough to realize that words alone can’t help us truly picture a place we've never seen; and he has the good taste to respect the important boundaries between poetry and prose. This is the approach of all the ancient writers. In a piece on "Landscape," I remember Mr. Hamerton lamenting the Commentaries of Caesar because they don’t resemble the letters of a modern war correspondent. On the other hand, Ascham, a man of real taste and knowledge, says of the Commentaries, "Everything is done perfectly by him; in Caesar, no fault has ever been found." I agree with Ascham: I actually prefer the Commentaries as they are, straightforward and understated; I truly prefer them to Mr. Kinglake's "Crimean War," or Mr. Forbes' Dispatches, or even to the most elaborate sections of Mr. Stanley's book on Africa.
In "The Life of Agricola," I would mention the simplicity of the treatment and the excellence of the taste. Tacitus does not recite the whole of Roman history, nor assemble all the worthies out of Plutarch. Agricola is not compared to the pyramids, to the Flavian circus, nor to any works of art and literature: these flights of imagination were not known to the Ancients; but in a learned modern, I have seen Dante compared to Wagner's operas, to the Parthenon and St. Peter's, and to Justinian's code. The sanctities of private life are not violated; yet we know everything, that it is decent to know, about Agricola. Lord Coleridge has given a beautiful rendering of the closing passages of "The Agricola," in his account of Mr. Matthew Arnold: these elegant papers are not only models of good English; but are conspicuous, among recent obituary notices, for their fine taste and their becoming reticence. From the excesses of modern biographers, Tacitus was in little danger; thanks to his Roman sense, and to the qualities of the Roman Language. "Economy," says Mr. Symonds, "is exhibited in every element of this athletic tongue. Like a naked gladiator all bone and muscle, it relies upon bare sinewy strength." That author speaks of "the austere and masculine virtues of Latin, the sincerity and brevity of Roman speech;" and Tacitus is, beyond any doubt, the strongest, the austerest, the most pregnant of all the Romans. "Sanity," says Mr. Matthew Arnold, in conclusion, "that is the great virtue of the ancient literature; the want of that is the great defect of the modern, in spite of all its variety and power." "It is impossible to read the great ancients, without losing something of our caprice and eccentricity. I know not how it is, but their commerce with the ancients appears to me to produce, in those who constantly practise it, a steadying and composing effect upon the judgment, not of literary works only, but of men and events in general. They are like persons who have had a very weighty and impressive experience; they are more truly than others under the empire of facts, and more independent of the language current among those with whom they live."
In "The Life of Agricola," I want to point out the straightforward style and great taste. Tacitus doesn't cover all of Roman history or list all the notable figures from Plutarch. Agricola isn’t compared to the pyramids, the Flavian circus, or any art and literature; these imaginative comparisons weren’t common in ancient times. But in a well-educated modern context, I've seen Dante compared to Wagner's operas, the Parthenon, St. Peter's, and Justinian's code. The sanctity of private life isn't invaded; yet we learn everything appropriate to know about Agricola. Lord Coleridge beautifully translated the closing sections of "The Agricola" in his essay about Mr. Matthew Arnold; these graceful writings are not only examples of good English but also stand out among recent obituaries for their refined taste and appropriate restraint. Tacitus faced little risk from the excesses of modern biographers, thanks to his Roman sensibility and the characteristics of the Roman language. "Economy," says Mr. Symonds, "is evident in every aspect of this powerful language. Like a bare gladiator all bone and muscle, it relies on pure, sinewy strength." That writer discusses "the stern and masculine qualities of Latin, the honesty and brevity of Roman speech," and Tacitus is undoubtedly the most powerful, the most austere, and the most impactful of all Romans. "Sanity," concludes Mr. Matthew Arnold, "is the great virtue of ancient literature; its absence is the main flaw of modern literature, despite all of its variety and strength." "It's impossible to read the great ancients without losing some of our whimsy and oddity. I don't know how it happens, but their engagement with ancient texts seems to create a stabilizing and calming effect on judgment, not just regarding literary works but also about people and events in general. They are like individuals who have undergone a significant and impactful experience; they are more firmly anchored in reality than others and less swayed by the current language used by those around them."
It has been told of Cardinal Newman, that he never liked to pass a single day, without rendering an English sentence into Latin. To converse with the Roman authors, to handle their precise and sparing language, is, I can well believe it, a most wholesome discipline; and the most efficient remedy against those faults of diffuseness, of obscurity, and of excess, which are only too common among the writers of our day. It may have been to this practice, that Cardinal Newman owed something of his clearness, and of his exquisite simplicity: and for his style, he should be idolised by every one who has a taste for literature. I have said many things in praise of the ancient authors: it pleases me, as I finish, to offer my humble tribute to an author who is quite our own; to one, who in all his writings has bequeathed us perfect models of chaste, of lucid, and of melodious prose.
It’s said that Cardinal Newman never liked to go a single day without translating an English sentence into Latin. Engaging with Roman authors and using their precise and concise language is, I can totally believe, a really beneficial practice; and it’s the best way to counter those issues of being wordy, unclear, and excessive, which are all too common among today’s writers. This practice might have contributed to Cardinal Newman’s clarity and beautiful simplicity; his style should be admired by anyone who appreciates literature. I’ve shared a lot of praise for the ancient authors, and as I wrap up, I want to humbly acknowledge a writer who belongs to our own time; someone who, throughout all their works, has left us perfect examples of pure, clear, and harmonious prose.
NEW COLLEGE, OXFORD: September 15, 1890.
NEW COLLEGE, OXFORD: September 15, 1890.
THE FIRST SIX BOOKS OF THE ANNALS OF TACITUS:
BEING AN HISTORY OF THE EMPEROR TIBERIUS
THE ANNALS OF TACITUS
BOOK I. — A.D. 14 AND 15.
Kings were the original Magistrates of Rome: Lucius Brutus founded Liberty and the Consulship: Dictators were chosen occasionally, and used only in pressing exigencies. Little more than two years prevailed the supreme power of the Decemvirate, and the consular jurisdiction of the military Tribunes not very many. The domination of Cinna was but short, that of Sylla not long. The authority of Pompey and Crassus was quickly swallowed up in Caesar; that of Lepidus and Anthony in Augustus. The Commonwealth, then long distressed and exhausted by the rage of her civil dissensions, fell easily into his hands, and over her he assumed a sovereign dominion; yet softened with a venerable name, that of Prince or Chief of the Senate. But the several revolutions in the ancient free state of Rome, and all her happy or disastrous events, are already recorded by writers of signal renown. Nor even in the reign of Augustus were there wanting authors of distinction and genius to have composed his story; till by the prevailing spirit of fear, flattery, and abasement they were checked. As to the succeeding Princes, Tiberius, Caligula, Claudius, and Nero; the dread of their tyranny, whilst they yet reigned, falsified their history; and after their fall, the fresh detestation of their cruelties inflamed their Historians. Hence my own design of recounting briefly certain incidents in the reign of Augustus, chiefly towards his latter end, and of entering afterwards more fully into that of Tiberius and the other three; unbiassed as I am in this undertaking by any resentment, or any affection; all the influences of these personal passions being far from me.
Kings were the original leaders of Rome: Lucius Brutus established freedom and the position of Consul. Dictators were occasionally selected and only used in urgent situations. The Decemvirate held supreme power for just over two years, and the consular authority of the military Tribunes was not very long either. Cinna's rule was brief, and so was Sylla's. The power of Pompey and Crassus was quickly absorbed by Caesar, and the authority of Lepidus and Anthony fell to Augustus. After being deeply affected and worn down by civil conflicts, the Commonwealth easily fell under his control, and he took on the title of sovereign ruler, softened by the respectable title of Prince or Chief of the Senate. The various changes in the ancient free state of Rome, along with all its fortunate or unfortunate events, have already been documented by renowned writers. Even during Augustus's reign, there were distinguished and talented authors who could have told his story; however, they were stifled by a prevailing atmosphere of fear, flattery, and humiliation. As for the subsequent rulers—Tiberius, Caligula, Claudius, and Nero—the terror of their tyranny distorted their histories, and after they fell, the intense hatred of their brutality fueled their historians. Therefore, I aim to briefly recount certain events from Augustus's reign, especially towards the end, and then delve more deeply into the reigns of Tiberius and the other three; unbiased by any resentment or affection, as all personal passions are far removed from this endeavor.
When, after the fall of Brutus and Cassius, there remained none to fight for the Commonwealth, and her arms were no longer in her own hands; when Sextus Pompeius was utterly defeated in Sicily, Lepidus bereft of his command. Marc Anthony slain; and of all the chiefs of the late Dictator's party, only Octavius his nephew was left; he put off the invidious name of Triumvir, and styling himself Consul, pretended that the jurisdiction attached to the Tribuneship was his highest aim, as in it the protection of the populace was his only view: but when once he had laid his foundations wider, secured the soldiery by liberality and donations, gained the people by store of provisions, and charmed all by the blessings and sweetness of public peace, he began by politic gradations to exalt himself, to extend his domination, and with his own power to consolidate the authority of the Senate, jurisdiction of the Magistrate, and weight and force of the Laws; usurpations in which he was thwarted by no man: all the bravest Republicans and his most daring foes were slain in battle, or gleaned up by the late sanguinary proscriptions; and for the surviving Nobility, they were covered with wealth, and distinguished with public honours, according to the measure of their debasement, and promptness to bondage. Add, that all the creatures of this new Power, who in the loss of public freedom had gained private fortunes, preferred a servile condition, safe and possessed, to the revival of ancient liberty with personal peril. Neither were the Provinces averse to the present Revolution, and Sovereignty of one; since under that of the people and Senate they had lived in constant fear and mistrust, sorely rent and harassed as they were by the raging competition amongst our Grandees, as well as by the grievous rapine and exactions of our Magistrates; in vain too, under these their oppressions, had been their appeal to the protection of the laws, which were utterly enfeebled and borne down by might and violence, by faction and parties; nay, even by subornation and money.
When, after Brutus and Cassius fell, there was no one left to fight for the Commonwealth, and its power was no longer in its own hands; when Sextus Pompeius was completely defeated in Sicily, Lepidus lost his command, and Marc Anthony was killed; of all the leaders from the late Dictator's faction, only his nephew Octavius remained. He dropped the controversial title of Triumvir and called himself Consul, claiming that the authority tied to the Tribuneship was his primary goal, as it meant protecting the people. But once he had established his base, secured the loyalty of the soldiers through generosity and gifts, won over the populace with abundant supplies, and charmed everyone by bringing peace, he began to elevate himself through calculated steps, expand his power, and strengthen the Senate's authority, the magistracy's jurisdiction, and the strength and enforcement of the laws—usurpations that no one opposed. The bravest Republicans and his boldest enemies were either killed in battle or wiped out by the recent bloody proscriptions; and those few nobles who survived were now wealthy and honored with public accolades, but only because they had compromised their integrity and submitted to servitude. Additionally, all those who benefited from this new power, having gained personal wealth from the loss of public freedom, preferred a secure, submissive life over the risk of old-fashioned liberty. The provinces were not against this change and having one ruler; they had lived in constant fear and distrust under the people and Senate, torn apart and harassed by fierce competition among the elite, as well as the harsh plundering and demands of our magistrates. Their pleas for legal protection under such oppression were in vain, as the laws were completely weakened and overridden by force and violence, by factions and rivalries; indeed, even by bribery and corruption.
Moreover, Augustus, in order to fortify his domination with collateral bulwarks, raised his sister's son Claudius Marcellus, a perfect youth, to the dignity of Pontiff and that of Aedile; preferred Marcus Agrippa to two successive Consulships, a man in truth meanly born but an accomplished soldier, and the companion of his victories; and Marcellus, the husband of Julia, soon after dying, chose him for his son-in-law. Even the sons of his wife, Tiberius Nero, and Claudius Drusus, he dignified with high military titles and commands; though his house was yet supported by descendants of his own blood. For into the Julian family and name of the Caesars he had already adopted Lucius and Caius, the sons of Agrippa; and though they were but children, neither of them seventeen years old, vehement had been his ambition to see them declared Princes of the Roman Youth and even designed to the Consulship; while openly, he was protesting against admitting these early honours. Presently, upon the decease of Agrippa, were these his children snatched away, either by their own natural but hasty fate, or by the deadly fraud of their step-mother Livia; Lucius on his journey to command the armies in Spain; Caius in his return from Armenia, ill of a wound: and as Drusus, one of her own sons, had been long since dead, Tiberius remained sole candidate for the succession. Upon this object, centred all princely honours; he was by Augustus adopted for his son, assumed Colleague in the Empire, partner in the jurisdiction tribunitial, and presented under all these dignities to the several armies: instances of grandeur which were no longer derived from the secret schemes and plottings of his mother, as in times past, while her husband had unexceptionable heirs of his own, but thenceforth bestowed at her open suit. For as Augustus was now very aged, she had over him obtained such absolute sway, that for her pleasure he banished into the Isle of Planasia his only surviving grandson, Agrippa Postumus; one, in truth, destitute of laudable accomplishments, in his temper untractable, and stupidly conceited of his mighty strength, but branded with no misdemeanour or transgression. The Emperor had withal set Germanicus, the son of Drusus, over eight legions quartered upon the Rhine, and obliged Tiberius to adopt him, though Tiberius had then a son of his own, one of competent years; but it was the study of Augustus, to secure himself and the succession by variety of stays and engraftments. War at that time there was none, except that in Germany, kept on foot rather to abolish the disgrace sustained by Quinctilius Varus, there slain with his army, than from any ambition to enlarge the Empire, or for any other valuable advantage. In profound tranquillity were affairs at Rome. To the Magistrates remained their wonted names; of the Romans the younger sort had been born since the battle of Actium, and even most of the old during the civil wars: how few were then living who had seen the ancient free State!
Moreover, Augustus, to strengthen his power with additional support, appointed his sister's son Claudius Marcellus, a truly admirable young man, to the positions of Pontiff and Aedile. He favored Marcus Agrippa with two consecutive Consulships; although Agrippa came from a humble background, he was a skilled soldier and a key ally in Augustus's victories. After Marcellus, Julia's husband, died shortly after, Augustus chose Agrippa as his son-in-law. He also honored the sons of his wife, Tiberius Nero, and Claudius Drusus with high military titles and commands, even though his household was already backed by his own descendants. In fact, he had previously adopted Lucius and Caius, Agrippa's sons, into the Julian family and the line of the Caesars. Although they were just kids, neither yet seventeen, Augustus was eager to see them named Princes of the Roman Youth and even intended for the Consulship, while he publicly opposed granting these early honors. Soon after Agrippa's death, these boys were taken away, either by their own swift fate or by the deadly schemes of their stepmother Livia—Lucius while on his way to command the armies in Spain, and Caius upon returning from Armenia, suffering from a wound. With Drusus, one of Livia's own sons, long deceased, Tiberius became the sole candidate for succession. All princely honors were focused on him; Augustus adopted him as his son, made him a colleague in the Empire, and granted him the tribunitial authority, presenting him to various armies with all these dignities—demonstrating a grandeur no longer rooted in his mother's secret ambitions, as there had been in the past when her husband had unquestionable heirs of his own, but now openly sought by her. As Augustus was now very old, Livia had gained such complete control over him that for her sake he banished his only surviving grandson, Agrippa Postumus, to the Isle of Planasia. Agrippa Postumus, while lacking commendable qualities and known for his stubbornness and foolish pride in his strength, had no charge against him. The Emperor had also appointed Germanicus, Drusus's son, to oversee eight legions stationed by the Rhine, and he insisted that Tiberius adopt him, even though Tiberius had a son of his own who was of suitable age. Augustus aimed to secure his power and the line of succession through a variety of connections. During that time, there was no war except in Germany, which was pursued more to erase the disgrace of Quinctilius Varus, who had been killed along with his army, rather than from any ambition to expand the Empire or for any other significant gain. Affairs in Rome were in profound peace. The magistrates retained their usual titles; the younger Romans had been born since the battle of Actium, and most of the older ones during the civil wars. How few were still living who had seen the ancient free State!
The frame and economy of Rome being thus totally overturned, amongst the Romans were no longer found any traces of their primitive spirit, or attachment to the virtuous institutions of antiquity. But as the equality of the whole was extinguished by the sovereignty of one, all men regarded the orders of the Prince as the only rule of conduct and obedience; nor felt they any anxiety, while Augustus yet retained vigour of life, and upheld the credit of his administration with public peace, and the imperial fortune of his house. But when he became broken with the pressure of age and infirmities; when his end was at hand, and thence a new source of hopes and views was presented, some few there were who began to reason idly about the blessings and recovery of Liberty; many dreaded a civil war, others longed for one; while far the greater part were uttering their several apprehensions of their future masters; "that naturally stern and savage was the temper of Agrippa, and by his public contumely enraged into fury; and neither in age nor experience was he equal to the weight of Empire. Tiberius indeed had arrived at fulness of years, and was a distinguished captain, but possessed the inveterate pride entailed upon the Claudian race; and many indications of a cruel nature escaped him, in spite of all his arts to disguise it; besides that from his early infancy he was trained up in a reigning house, and even in his youth inured to an accumulation of power and honours, consulships and triumphs: nor during the several years of his abode at Rhodes, where, under the plausible name of retirement, a real banishment was covered, did he exercise other occupation than that of meditating future vengeance, studying the arts of treachery, and practising secret, abominable sensualities: add to these considerations, that of his mother, a woman inspired with all the tyranny of her sex; yes, the Romans must be under bondage to a woman, and moreover enthralled by two youths, who would first combine to oppress the State, and then falling into dissension, rend it piecemeal."
The structure and society of Rome were completely upended, and the Romans no longer showed any signs of their original spirit or connection to the virtuous traditions of the past. As the equality of all was destroyed by the rule of one, everyone looked to the Prince's orders as the sole guide for behavior and loyalty. There was no concern as long as Augustus was still alive and maintained the stability of his administration and the prosperity of his family. But when he started to weaken due to age and health issues, and as his end drew near, new hopes and perspectives began to emerge. A few people started to foolishly discuss the benefits and restoration of Liberty; many feared a civil war, others yearned for it; while the majority expressed their concerns about their potential new leaders. They noted that Agrippa had a naturally harsh and aggressive temperament, which made him furious with public insults, and he wasn't equipped by age or experience to handle the Empire's demands. Tiberius, on the other hand, was of a proper age and a skilled commander but carried the ingrained pride of the Claudian lineage; cruel tendencies slipped out of him despite his efforts to hide them. Also, from a young age, he grew up in a royal household and was accustomed to power and honors, including consulships and military triumphs. Even during his years in Rhodes, which appeared to be a retirement but was really a real exile, he did nothing but plot future revenge, study betrayal, and indulge in secret, despicable pleasures. Adding to these worries was his mother, a woman filled with all the tyranny that her gender could muster; yes, the Romans would be subjugated by a woman, and additionally enslaved by two young men who would first join forces to oppress the State and then, falling into conflict, tear it apart.
While the public was engaged in these and the like debates, the illness of Augustus waxed daily more grievous; and some strongly suspected the pestilent practices of his wife. For there had been, some months before, a rumour abroad, that Augustus having singled out a few of his most faithful servants, and taken Fabius Maximus for his only companion, had, with no other retinue, sailed secretly over to the Island of Planasia, there to visit his Grandson Agrippa; that many tears were shed on both sides, many tokens of mutual tenderness shown, and hopes from thence conceived, that the unhappy youth would be restored to his own place in his Grandfather's family. That Maximus had disclosed it to Martia, she to Livia; and thence the Emperor knew that the secret was betrayed: that Maximus being soon after dead (dead, as it was doubted, through fear, by his own hands), Martia was observed, in her lamentations and groans at his funeral, to accuse herself as the sad cause of her husband's destruction. Whatever truth was in all this, Tiberius was scarce entered Illyrium, but he was hastily recalled by his mother's letters: nor is it fully known whether at his return to Nola, he found Augustus yet breathing, or already breathless. For Livia had carefully beset the palace, and all the avenues to it, with detachments of the guards; and good news of his recovery were from time to time given out. When she had taken all measures necessary in so great a conjuncture, in one and the same moment was published the departure of Augustus, and the accession of Tiberius.
While the public was wrapped up in debates like these, Augustus's illness grew worse every day, and many strongly suspected foul play by his wife. Months earlier, there had been rumors that Augustus had chosen a few of his most loyal servants, with Fabius Maximus as his only companion, and had secretly sailed to the Island of Planasia to visit his Grandson Agrippa. Many tears were shed on both sides, with lots of signs of mutual affection shown, and hopes were raised that the troubled youth would be welcomed back into his grandfather's family. Maximus had let this slip to Martia, who then told Livia; thus, the Emperor learned that the secret was out. Shortly after, Maximus died (possibly, as rumored, by his own hand out of fear), and during his funeral, Martia was seen lamenting and blaming herself for her husband's downfall. No matter the truth of this, Tiberius had hardly arrived in Illyrium when he was urgently recalled by his mother's letters. It's unclear if, upon returning to Nola, he found Augustus still alive or already dead. Livia had carefully surrounded the palace and all access points with guards, and updates on his recovery were occasionally announced. After taking all necessary precautions in such a critical moment, news of Augustus's passing and Tiberius's rise to power were released simultaneously.
The first feat of this new reign was the murder of young Agrippa: the assassin, a bold and determined Centurion, found him destitute of arms, and little apprehending such a destiny, yet was scarce able to despatch him. Of this transaction Tiberius avoided any mention in the Senate: he would have it pass for done by the commands of Augustus; as if he had transmitted written orders to the Tribune, who guarded Agrippa, "to slay him the instant he heard of his grandfather's decease." It is very true that Augustus had made many and vehement complaints of the young man's obstinate and unruly demeanour, and even solicited from the Senate a decree to authorise his banishment: but he never hardened himself against the sentiments of nature, nor in any instance dipped his hands in his own blood; neither is it credible that he would barbarously sacrifice the life of his grandson for the security and establishment of his step-son. More probable it is, that this hasty murder was purely the work of Tiberius and Livia; that the young Prince, hated and dreaded by both, fell thus untimely, to rid the one of his apprehensions and a rival, and to satiate in the other the rancorous spirit of a step-mother. When the Centurion, according to the custom of the army, acquainted Tiberius, "that his commands were executed;" he answered, "he had commanded no such execution, and the Centurion must appear before the Senate, and for it be answerable to them." This alarmed Sallustius Crispus, who shared in all his secret counsels, and had sent the Centurion the warrant: he dreaded that he should be arraigned for the assassination, and knew it equally perilous either to confess the truth, and charge the Emperor; or falsely to clear the Emperor, and accuse himself. Hence he had recourse to Livia, and warned her, "never to divulge the secrets of the palace, never to expose to public examination the ministers who advised, nor the soldiers who executed: Tiberius should beware of relaxing the authority of the Prince, by referring all things to that of the Senate; since it was the indispensable prerogative of sovereignty for all men to be accountable only to one."
The first act of this new reign was the murder of young Agrippa. The assassin, a bold and determined Centurion, found him unarmed and unaware of his fate, yet struggled to kill him. Tiberius avoided mentioning this event in the Senate; he wanted it to be seen as carried out on Augustus's orders, as if he had sent written instructions to the Tribune guarding Agrippa to "kill him the moment he heard of his grandfather's death." It is true that Augustus had made many complaints about the young man's stubborn and unruly behavior and even sought a decree from the Senate to authorize his banishment. However, he never hardened himself against family ties, nor did he take someone’s life himself; it's hard to believe he would cruelly sacrifice his grandson for the sake of his stepson. It's more likely that this rushed murder was entirely the doing of Tiberius and Livia; the young prince, who was despised and feared by both, fell victim to this plot to eliminate a rival and satisfy Livia's vengeful feelings as a stepmother. When the Centurion informed Tiberius, as was customary in the army, that "his orders had been carried out," Tiberius replied, "I gave no such order, and the Centurion must face the Senate and answer for it." This alarmed Sallustius Crispus, who was involved in all Tiberius's secret plans and had sent the Centurion the order; he feared he would be accused of the assassination and recognized the danger of either confessing the truth and implicating the Emperor or falsely exonerating the Emperor and condemning himself. So, he turned to Livia, warning her to "never reveal the palace's secrets, never expose to public inquiry the advisors or the soldiers who carried out the orders; Tiberius should be careful not to undermine the Prince's authority by referring everything to the Senate, as it is the essential prerogative of sovereignty for individuals to be accountable only to one ruler."
Now at Rome, Consuls, Senators, and Roman Knights, were all rushing with emulation into bondage, and the higher the quality of each the more false and forward the men; all careful so to frame their faces, as to reconcile false joy for the accession of Tiberius, with feigned sadness for the loss of Augustus: hence they intermingled fears with gladness, wailings with gratulations, and all with servile flattery. Sextus Pompeius and Sextus Apuleius, at that time Consuls, took first the oath of fidelity to Tiberius; then administered it to Seius Strabo and Caius Turranius; the former Captain of the Praetorian Guards, the other Intendant of the Public Stores. The oath was next given to the Senate, to the people, and to the soldiery: all by the same Consuls; for Tiberius affected to derive all public transactions from the legal ministry of the Consuls, as if the ancient Republic still subsisted, and he were yet unresolved about embracing the sovereign rule: he even owned in his edict for summoning the Senate, that he issued it by virtue of the Tribunitial power, granted him under Augustus. The edict, too, was short and unexceptionably modest. It imported that, "they were to consider of the funeral honours proper to be paid his deceased Father: for himself he would not depart from the corpse; and further than this edict implied, he claimed no share in the public administration." Yet from the moment Augustus was dead, he usurped all the prerogatives of imperial state, gave the word to the Praetorian Cohorts; had soldiers about the palace, guards about his person, went guarded in the street, guarded to the Senate, and bore all the marks of Majesty: nay, he writ letters to the several armies in the undisguised style of one already their Prince: nor did he ever hesitate in expression, or speak with perplexity, but when he spoke to the Senate. The chief cause of his obscurity there proceeded from his fear of Germanicus: he dreaded that he, who was master of so many legions, of numberless auxiliaries, and of all the allies of Rome; he, who was the darling of the people, might wish rather to possess the Empire, than to wait for it; he likewise, in this mysterious way of dealing with the Senate, sought false glory, and would rather seem by the Commonwealth chosen and called to the Empire, than to have crept darkly into it by the intrigues of a woman, or by adoption from a superannuated Prince. It was also afterwards found, that by this abstruseness and counterfeit irresolution he meant to penetrate into the designs and inclinations of the great men: for his jealous spirit construed all their words, all their looks, into crimes; and stored them up in his heart against a day of vengeance.
Now in Rome, Consuls, Senators, and Roman Knights were all rushing eagerly into servitude, and the higher their status, the more insincere and bold they were; all careful to adjust their expressions to blend fake joy for Tiberius’s rise with feigned sadness for Augustus’s death. They mixed fears with happiness, wailing with congratulations, all wrapped in servile flattery. Sextus Pompeius and Sextus Apuleius, who were Consuls at the time, first took an oath of loyalty to Tiberius, then administered it to Seius Strabo and Caius Turranius; the former was the Captain of the Praetorian Guards, the latter was in charge of the Public Stores. The oath was then given to the Senate, to the people, and to the soldiers, all conducted by the same Consuls; Tiberius sought to present all public actions as coming from the lawful authority of the Consuls, as if the ancient Republic was still intact, and he was still undecided about taking the lead. He even admitted in his edict to summon the Senate that he was acting with the Tribunitial power granted to him under Augustus. The edict was brief and strikingly humble. It stated that "they should decide on the funeral honors appropriate for his deceased father: for himself, he would not leave the body; and beyond what this edict suggested, he claimed no role in public governance." Yet from the moment Augustus died, he seized all the powers of imperial authority, commanded the Praetorian Cohorts; had soldiers around the palace, guards around him, walked through the streets with protection, attended the Senate guarded, and displayed all the signs of Majesty. In fact, he wrote letters to the various armies in an unmistakably candid style as if he were already their Prince: he never faltered in speech or showed confusion, except when addressing the Senate. His hesitation there stemmed from his fear of Germanicus: he feared that Germanicus, who commanded numerous legions, countless auxiliaries, and all of Rome's allies; who was beloved by the people, might prefer to take the Empire rather than wait for it. Additionally, through this convoluted interaction with the Senate, he sought false glory, wanting to appear as if the Commonwealth had chosen him for the Empire, rather than having quietly gained it through the schemes of a woman or by being adopted by an aging Prince. It was later discovered that this obscurity and feigned uncertainty were tactical ploys to gauge the intentions and feelings of the influential figures; his jealous nature interpreted all their words and expressions as conspiracies, storing them up in his heart for a day of retribution.
When he first met the Senate, he would bear no other business to be transacted but that about the funeral of Augustus. His last will was brought in by the Vestal Virgins: in it Tiberius and Livia were appointed his heirs, Livia adopted into the Julian family, and dignified with the name of Augusta: into the next and second degree of heirship he adopted his grandchildren and their children; and in the third degree he named the great men of Rome, most of them hated by him, but out of vainglory he named them, and for future renown. His legacies were not beyond the usual bounds; only he left to the Roman people four hundred thousand great sesterces, {Footnote: £362,500.} to the populace or common sort, thirty-five thousand; to every common soldier of the Praetorian Guards, a thousand small sesterces, {Footnote: £8, 6s. 8d.} and to every soldier of the Roman legions three hundred. {Footnote: £2, 10s.} The funeral honours were next considered. The chief proposed were these: Asinius Gallus moved that "the funeral should pass through the Triumphal Gate:" Lucius Arruntius, "that the titles of all the laws which he had made, and the names of all the nations which he had conquered, should be carried before the corpse:" Valerius Messala added, that "the oath of allegiance to Tiberius should be renewed every year;" and being asked by Tiberius, "whether at his instigation he had made that motion?" "I spoke it as my opinion," says Messala; "nor will I ever be determined by any but my own, in things which concern the commonweal; let who will be provoked by my freedom." Only this new turn was wanting to complete the prevailing flattery of the time. The Senators then concurred in a loud cry, "that upon their own shoulders they must bear the body to the pile." But Tiberius declined the offer from an arrogant show of moderation. Moreover, he cautioned the people by an edict, "not to disturb the funeral functions with a zeal over-passionate, as they had those of Julius Caesar; nor to insist that the corpse of Augustus should be burnt rather in the Forum, than in the field of Mars, which was the place appointed." On the funeral day the soldiers under arms kept guard; a mighty mockery this to those who had either seen, or heard their fathers describe, the day when Caesar the Dictator was slain: servitude was then new, its sorrows yet fresh and bitter; and liberty unsuccessfully retrieved by a deed which, while it seemed impious to some, was thought altogether glorious by others, and hence tore Rome into tumults and the violence of parties: they who knew that turbulent day, and compared it with the quiet exit of Augustus, ridiculed the foppery of "calling an aid of soldiers to secure a peaceable burial to a Prince who had grown old in peace and power, and even provided against a relapse into liberty, by a long train of successors."
When he first addressed the Senate, he focused solely on the business of Augustus’s funeral. The Vestal Virgins brought in his last will, which named Tiberius and Livia as his heirs. Livia was adopted into the Julian family and given the title Augusta. He also adopted his grandchildren and their children as second-degree heirs, and in the third degree, he named several notable men of Rome, most of whom he disliked, but he included them out of vanity and for future recognition. His legacies were within normal limits; he left four hundred thousand large sesterces to the Roman people, thirty-five thousand to the general public, a thousand small sesterces to every soldier of the Praetorian Guards, and three hundred to each soldier of the Roman legions. Next, they discussed the funeral honors. The main proposals included Asinius Gallus suggesting that "the funeral should go through the Triumphal Gate," Lucius Arruntius proposing "that all the titles of the laws he had made and the names of all the nations he had conquered should be carried before the corpse," and Valerius Messala adding that "the oath of loyalty to Tiberius should be renewed every year." When Tiberius asked Messala if he brought up that motion at his request, Messala replied, "I expressed my own opinion; I will never be swayed by anyone else on matters concerning the common good; let anyone be provoked by my honesty." This added a new dimension to the existing flattery of the moment. The Senators then loudly agreed that they should carry the body to the pyre on their own shoulders. However, Tiberius turned down the offer, putting on a show of modesty. He also warned the people with an edict not to disrupt the funeral with excessive passion, as they had with Julius Caesar’s, nor to insist that Augustus’s body be burned in the Forum instead of the Field of Mars, which was the designated location. On the day of the funeral, soldiers stood guard; it was a stark contrast for those who remembered or had heard their fathers talk about the day Caesar the Dictator was killed. Back then, servitude was fresh and painful, and the struggle for liberty had failed due to a deed that some saw as sacrilegious while others viewed as glorious, which plunged Rome into chaos and party violence. Those who had witnessed that tumultuous day and compared it to Augustus's peaceful departure mocked the absurdity of needing soldiers to ensure a calm burial for a Prince who had spent his life in peace and power, and who had even set up a long line of successors to prevent a return to liberty.
Hence much and various matter of observation concerning Augustus: the superstitious multitude admired the fortuitous events of his fortune; "that the last day of his life, and the first of his reign, was the same; that he died at Nola, in the same village, and in the same house, and in the same chamber, where his father Octavius died. They observed to his glory, his many Consulships, equal in number to those of Valerius Corvinus and of Caius Marius, joined together; that he had exercised the power of the Tribuneship seven-and-thirty continued years: that he was one-and-twenty times proclaimed Imperator; with many other numerous honours repeated to him, or created for him." Men of deeper discernment entered further into his life, but differed about it. His admirers said, "that his filial piety to his father Caesar, and the distractions of the Republic, where the laws no longer governed, had driven him into a civil war; which, whatever be the first cause, can never be begun or carried, on by just and gentle means." Indeed, to be revenged on the murderers of his father, he had made many great sacrifices to the violent genius of Anthony; many to Lepidus: but when Lepidus was become sunk and superannuated in sloth; when Anthony was lost headlong in sensuality, there was then no other remedy for the distracted State, rent piecemeal by its Chiefs, but the sovereignty of one: Augustus, however, never had assumed to be over his country King, or Dictator; but settled the government under the legal name of Prince, or Chief of the Senate: he had extended the Empire, and set for its bounds the distant ocean and rivers far remote; the several parts and forces of the State, the legions, the provinces, and the navy, were all properly balanced and connected; the citizens lived dutifully under the protection of the law, the Allies in terms of respect, and Rome itself was adorned with magnificent structures: indeed, in a few instances he had exerted the arbitrary violence of power; and in but a few, only to secure the peace of the whole.
So there was a lot to observe about Augustus: the superstitious crowd admired the random events that shaped his success; "that the last day of his life and the first day of his reign were the same; that he died in Nola, in the same village, and in the same house and room where his father Octavius had died. They noted, to his glory, how many Consulships he held, equal to those of Valerius Corvinus and Caius Marius combined; that he held the power of Tribuneship for thirty-seven years straight; that he was declared Imperator twenty-one times; along with many other honors given to him or created for him." More discerning individuals looked deeper into his life, but had differing opinions. His supporters argued, "that his loyalty to his father Caesar and the chaos in the Republic, where laws no longer held sway, pushed him into a civil war; which, no matter what started it, can never be initiated or pursued through just and gentle means." Indeed, to take revenge on his father's murderers, he made many significant sacrifices to the aggressive spirit of Anthony; many to Lepidus. But when Lepidus became sluggish and past his prime, and when Anthony was lost in indulgence, there was no other solution for the fragmented State, torn apart by its leaders, but for one person to take charge: Augustus, however, never claimed to be King or Dictator over his country; instead, he established the government under the legal title of Prince, or Leader of the Senate. He expanded the Empire, setting its boundaries to the distant ocean and far-off rivers; all the different parts and forces of the State, the legions, the provinces, and the navy, were all properly balanced and connected; citizens lived responsibly under the protection of the law, Allies were treated with respect, and Rome itself was filled with magnificent buildings. Indeed, in a few cases, he had exercised arbitrary power; but only in a few instances, and mainly to ensure the peace of the whole.
In answer to all this, it was urged, that "his filial piety, and the unhappy situation of the Republic, were pure pretences; but the ardent lust of reigning, his true and only motive: with this spirit he had solicited into his service, by bribery, a body of veteran soldiers: and though a private youth, without post or magistracy, but, in defiance of law, levied an army: with this spirit he had debauched and bought the Roman legions under the Consuls, while he was falsely feigning a coalition with Pompey's republican party: that soon after, when he had procured from the Senate, or rather usurped the honours and authority of the Praetorship; and when Hirtius and Pansa, the two Consuls, were slain, he seized both their armies: that it was doubted whether the Consuls fell by the enemy, or whether Pansa was not killed by pouring poison into his wounds; and Hirtius slain by his own soldiers; and whether the young Caesar was not the black contriver of this bloody treason: that by terror he had extorted the Consulship in spite of the Senate; and turned against the Commonwealth the very arms with which the Commonwealth had trusted him for her defence against Anthony. Add to all this his cruel proscriptions, and the massacre of so many citizens, his seizing from the public and distributing to his own creatures so many lands and possessions; a violation of property not justified even by those who gained by it. But, allowing him to dedicate to the Manes of the Dictator the lives of Brutus and Cassius (though more to his honour had it been to have postponed his own personal hate to public good), did he not betray the young Pompey by an insidious peace, betray Lepidus by a deceitful show of friendship? Did he not next ensnare Marc Anthony, first by treaties, those of Tarentum and Brundusium; then by a marriage, that of his sister Octavia? And did not Anthony at last pay with his life the penalty of that subdolous alliance? After this, no doubt there was peace, but a bloody peace; bloody in the tragical defeat of Lollius, and that of Varus, in Germany; and at Rome, the Varrones, the Egnatii, the Julii (those illustrious names) were put to death." Nor was his domestic life spared upon this occasion. "He had arbitrarily robbed Nero of his wife big with child by her husband; and mocked the Gods by consulting the Priests; whether religion permitted him to marry her before her delivery, or obliged him to stay till after. His minions, Tedius and Vedius Pollio, had lived in scandalous and excessive luxury: his wife Livia, who wholly controlled him, had proved a cruel governess to the Commonwealth; and to the Julian house, a more cruel step-mother: he had even invaded the incommunicable honours of the Gods, and setting up for himself temples like theirs, would like them be adored in the image of a Deity, with all the sacred solemnity of Priests and sacrifices: nor had he adopted Tiberius for his successor, either out of affection for him, or from concern for the public welfare; but having discovered in him a spirit proud and cruel, he sought future glory from the blackest opposition and comparison." For, Augustus, when, a few years before, he solicited the Senate to grant to Tiberius another term of the authority of the Tribuneship, though he mentioned him with honour, yet taking notice of his odd humour, behaviour, and manners, dropped some expressions, which, while they seemed to excuse him, exposed and upbraided him.
In response to all this, it was argued that "his familial devotion and the unfortunate state of the Republic were mere pretenses; his real and only motive was his intense desire for power. With this mindset, he had bribed a group of seasoned soldiers to join him. Despite being a private citizen with no official position, he defied the law and raised an army. He had seduced and bought the Roman legions loyal to the Consuls, all while falsely pretending to ally with Pompey's republican faction. Soon after, when he had obtained, or rather taken, the honors and powers of the Praetorship from the Senate; and when the two Consuls, Hirtius and Pansa, were killed, he seized control of both their armies. There were doubts about whether the Consuls fell in battle or if Pansa was poisoned in his wounds and Hirtius was killed by his own soldiers, leading to speculation that the young Caesar was behind this bloody treachery. He terrorized the Senate into granting him the Consulship, using the very forces meant to protect the Commonwealth against Anthony against it instead. On top of all this, his ruthless actions included the proscriptions and the slaughter of countless citizens, as well as taking public lands and distributing them to his allies; an infringement of property rights that even those who benefitted from it couldn't justify. But, allowing him to dedicate the lives of Brutus and Cassius to the memory of the Dictator (even though postponing his personal hate for the public good would have been more honorable), didn't he betray young Pompey with a deceptive peace and mislead Lepidus with a false display of friendship? Didn't he also trap Marc Anthony first with treaties—those from Tarentum and Brundusium—and then with a marriage to his sister Octavia? Didn't Anthony ultimately pay with his life for that treacherous alliance? After this, there was no doubt a peace, but a bloody one; bloody due to the tragic defeat of Lollius and Varus in Germany, and in Rome, the executions of the Varrones, the Egnatii, and the Julii (those prestigious families).” His personal life wasn’t spared either. "He had arbitrarily taken Nero's pregnant wife from him, mocking the gods by asking the priests whether his religion allowed him to marry her before she gave birth or if he had to wait until after. His favorites, Tedius and Vedius Pollio, lived in scandalous luxury; his wife Livia, who completely controlled him, was a harsh ruler over the Commonwealth and an even harsher stepmother to the Julian family. He even encroached on the unapproachable honors of the gods, setting up temples for himself and sought to be worshiped in a god-like image with all the sacred rituals of priests and sacrifices. He did not choose Tiberius as his successor out of affection or concern for the public good; rather, having seen his proud and cruel nature, he aimed for future glory through a stark opposition and comparison." For Augustus, only a few years prior, when he asked the Senate to grant Tiberius another term of Tribunician authority, he mentioned him respectfully but, noting his peculiar behavior, made remarks that, while appearing to defend him, actually criticized him.
As soon as the funeral of Augustus was over, a temple and divine worship were forthwith decreed him. The Senate then turned their instant supplications to Tiberius, to fill his vacant place; but received an abstruse answer, touching the greatness of the Empire and his own distrust of himself; he said that "nothing but the divine genius of Augustus was equal to the mighty task: that for himself, who had been called by him into a participation of his cares, he had learnt by feeling them, what a daring, what a difficult toil was that of government, and how perpetually subject to the caprices of fortune: that in a State supported by so many illustrious patriots they ought not to cast the whole administration upon one; and more easy to be administered were the several offices of the Government by the united pains and sufficiency of many." A pompous and plausible speech, but in it little faith and sincerity. Tiberius, even upon subjects which needed no disguises, used words dark and cautious; perhaps from his diffident nature, perhaps from a habit of dissembling: at this juncture indeed, as he laboured wholly to hide his heart, his language was the more carefully wrapped up in equivoques and obscurity: but the Senators, who dreaded nothing so much as to seem to understand him, burst into tears, plaints, and vows; with extended arms they supplicated the Gods, invoked the image of Augustus, and embraced the knees of Tiberius. He then commanded the imperial register to be produced and recited. It contained a summary of the strength and income of the Empire, the number of Romans and auxiliaries in pay, the condition of the navy, of the several kingdoms paying tribute, and of the various provinces and their revenues, with the state of the public expense, the issues of the exchequer, and all the demands upon the public. This register was all writ by the hand of Augustus; and in it he had subjoined his counsel to posterity, that the present boundaries of the Empire should stand fixed without further enlargement; but whether this counsel was dictated by fear for the public, or by envy towards his successors, is uncertain.
As soon as Augustus's funeral was over, a temple and divine worship were immediately established for him. The Senate then quickly turned to Tiberius, urging him to fill the vacant position, but he responded with a vague answer about the greatness of the Empire and his own lack of confidence. He stated that "only the divine genius of Augustus was equal to such an enormous task: as for himself, who had been called by Augustus to share in his responsibilities, he had learned from experience how bold and difficult the task of governance was, and how constantly it was subject to the whims of fortune: that in a State supported by so many distinguished leaders, it shouldn't all be placed on one person; it would be easier to manage the various government roles through the combined efforts and capabilities of many." It was an impressive and plausible speech, but it lacked genuine faith and sincerity. Tiberius, even on matters that required no pretense, spoke in a vague and cautious manner; perhaps due to his shy nature, or perhaps from a tendency to be deceitful. At this moment, as he tried to conceal his true feelings, his words were even more carefully wrapped in ambiguities and obscurity: the Senators, who feared nothing more than appearing to understand him, erupted in tears, cries, and vows; with outstretched arms, they prayed to the Gods, called upon the image of Augustus, and grasped Tiberius's knees. He then ordered the imperial register to be brought forward and read. It contained a summary of the strength and income of the Empire, the number of Roman soldiers and auxiliaries on the payroll, the condition of the navy, the various tribute-paying kingdoms, and the different provinces and their revenues, along with the status of public spending, the flow of the treasury, and all obligations on the public. This register was all written by Augustus himself; in it, he had added his advice to future generations that the current boundaries of the Empire should remain fixed without further expansion; however, whether this advice stemmed from a genuine concern for the public or from jealousy towards his successors is uncertain.
Now when the Senate was stooping to the vilest importunity and prostrations, Tiberius happened to say, that, "as he was unequal to the weight of the whole government; so if they entrusted him with any particular part, whatever it were, he would undertake it." Here Asinius Gallus interposed: "I beg to know, Caesar," says he, "what part of the government you desire for your share?" He was astonished with the unexpected question, and, for a short space, mute; but recovering himself, answered, that "it ill became his modesty to choose or reject any particular branch of the administration, when he desired rather to be excused from the whole." Gallus, who in his face conjectured sullen signs of displeasure, again accosted him, and said, "by this question I did not mean that you should do an impracticable thing, and share that power which cannot be separated; but I meant to reason you into a confession that the Commonwealth is but one body, and can be governed only by one soul." He added an encomium upon Augustus, and reminded Tiberius himself of his many victories, of the many civil employments which he had long and nobly sustained: nor even thus could he mollify the wrath of Tiberius, who had long hated him, for that Gallus had married Vipsania, daughter of Marcus Agrippa, and formerly wife to Tiberius, who thence suspected that by this match he meant to soar above the rank of a subject, and possessed too the bold and haughty spirit of Asinius Pollio his father.
Now, when the Senate was resorting to the most disgraceful flattery and submission, Tiberius remarked that, "since he couldn't handle the burden of the entire government, if they gave him any specific part, no matter what it was, he would take it on." At this point, Asinius Gallus interrupted: "I’d like to know, Caesar," he said, "which part of the government you want for yourself?" Tiberius was taken aback by the unexpected question and was silent for a moment; but once he gathered himself, he replied that "it wouldn't be fitting for him to choose or refuse any specific area of the administration, as he would prefer to be excused from all of it." Gallus, noticing the signs of anger on Tiberius's face, pressed him again, saying, "I didn't mean to suggest you should take on an impossible task and split powers that cannot be divided; but rather to lead you to acknowledge that the Commonwealth is one unit and can only be governed by one guiding force." He praised Augustus and reminded Tiberius of his many victories and the numerous civil roles he had held with distinction for a long time; yet, even this did not soften Tiberius's anger, which had long been directed at Gallus, as he had married Vipsania, the daughter of Marcus Agrippa and previously Tiberius's wife. Tiberius suspected that Gallus intended to elevate himself above the status of a subject and also possessed the bold and arrogant spirit of his father, Asinius Pollio.
Lucius Arruntius incurred his displeasure next, by a speech not much unlike that of Gallus: it is true, that towards him Tiberius bore no old rancour; but Arruntius had mighty opulence, prompt parts, noble accomplishments, with equal popularity, and hence was marked by him with a fell eye of suspicion. For, as Augustus, shortly before his decease, was mentioning those among the great men, who were capable of the supreme power, but would not accept it; or unequal to it, yet wished for it; or such, as had both ambition and sufficiency; he had said, that "Marcus Lepidus was qualified, but would reject it; Asinius would be aspiring, but had inferior talents; and that Lucius Arruntius wanted no sufficiency, and upon a proper occasion would attempt it." That he spoke thus of Lepidus and Asinius, is agreed; but, instead of Arruntius, some writers have transmitted the name of Cneius Piso: and every one of these great men, except Lepidus, were afterwards cut off, under the imputation of various crimes, all darkly framed by Tiberius. Quintus Haterius and Mamercus Scaurus did thereafter incense his distrustful spirit; the first by asking him, "How long, Caesar, wilt thou suffer the Commonwealth to remain destitute of a head?" Scaurus, because he had said "there was room to hope that the prayers of the Senate would not prove abortive, since he had not opposed as Tribune, nor rendered invalid, as he might, the motion of the Consuls in his behalf." With Haterius he fell into instant rage; towards Scaurus his resentment was more deep and implacable, and in profound silence he hid it. Wearied at last with public importunity and clamour, and with particular expostulations, he began to unbend a little; not that he would own his undertaking the Empire, but only avoid the uneasiness of perpetually rejecting endless solicitations. It is known how Haterius, when he went next day to the palace to implore pardon, and throwing himself at the feet of Tiberius embraced his knees, narrowly escaped being slain by the soldiers; because Tiberius, who was walking, tumbled down, whether by chance, or whether his legs were entangled in the arms of Haterius: neither was he a jot mollified by the danger which threatened so great a man, who was at length forced to supplicate Augusta for protection; nor could even she obtain it, but after the most laboured entreaties.
Lucius Arruntius fell out of favor next, with a speech not too different from Gallus's. It's true that Tiberius didn't hold any old grudges against him, but Arruntius was very wealthy, quick-witted, well-educated, and equally popular, which made Tiberius suspicious of him. Augustus, shortly before his death, had mentioned some prominent men who were capable of holding the highest power but wouldn't take it, or those unfit for it yet still desired it, or those who had both ambition and ability. He noted that "Marcus Lepidus was qualified but would decline it; Asinius was ambitious but lacked talent; and Lucius Arruntius had no shortage of ability and would seize the opportunity if it arose." While it's agreed he spoke of Lepidus and Asinius, some writers have instead recorded Cneius Piso in place of Arruntius. Every one of these prominent men, except Lepidus, later faced execution under various charges, all concocted by Tiberius. Quintus Haterius and Mamercus Scaurus later sparked his distrust; Haterius by asking, "How long, Caesar, will you let the Commonwealth go without a leader?" Scaurus by stating there was hope that the Senate's requests wouldn't be ignored since he hadn’t opposed as Tribune, nor invalidated the Consuls' motion for him. Tiberius quickly became furious with Haterius; with Scaurus, his resentment was deeper and he kept it hidden in silence. Eventually, tired of persistent public pressure and specific complaints, he began to relax a bit—not that he would admit to wanting the Empire—but just to avoid the discomfort of constantly rejecting endless requests. It’s known that the next day, when Haterius went to the palace to ask for forgiveness and threw himself at Tiberius's feet, he narrowly escaped being killed by the soldiers because Tiberius, who was walking, fell—whether by accident or because his legs got tangled in Haterius's embrace. Tiberius wasn't in the slightest softened by the danger facing such a prominent man, who ultimately had to beg Augusta for protection; even she was unable to secure it without extensive pleading.
Towards Livia, too, exorbitant was the flattering court of the Senate. Some were for decreeing her the general title of Mother; others the more particular one of Mother Of Her Country; and almost all moved, that to the name of Tiberius should be added, The Son Of Julia: Tiberius urged in answer, that "public honours to women ought to be warily adjudged, and with a sparing hand; and that with the same measure of moderation he would receive such as were presented to himself." In truth, full of envy as he was, and anxious lest his own grandeur should sink as that of his mother rose, he would not suffer so much as a Lictor to be decreed her, and even forbade the raising her an altar upon her late adoption, or paying her any such solemnities. But for Germanicus he asked the Proconsular power; and to carry him that dignity, honourable deputies were sent, as also to mollify his sorrow for the death of Augustus. If for Drusus he demanded not the same honour, it was because Drusus was present and already Consul designed. He then named twelve candidates for the Praetorship; the same number settled by Augustus; and though the Senate requested him to increase it, by an oath he bound himself never to exceed.
Towards Livia, the Senate was excessively flattering. Some wanted to give her the general title of Mother; others preferred the specific title of Mother Of Her Country; and nearly everyone proposed that Tiberius’s name should include, The Son Of Julia. In response, Tiberius insisted that "public honors for women should be cautiously given and in moderation; and he would accept such honors for himself with the same restraint." In reality, driven by jealousy and worried that his own status would diminish as his mother’s increased, he wouldn’t even allow a Lictor to be assigned to her and forbade any public altars or solemn ceremonies in her honor after her recent adoption. However, he requested the Proconsular power for Germanicus, and sent respected representatives to confer that honor, as well as to ease his grief over Augustus’s death. He didn’t ask for the same honor for Drusus because Drusus was present and already designated as Consul. He then nominated twelve candidates for the Praetorship, the same number set by Augustus; and even though the Senate asked him to increase it, he swore to never exceed that number.
The privilege of creating Magistrates was now first translated from the assemblies of the people to the Senate; for though the Emperor had before conducted all affairs of moment at his pleasure; yet till that day some were still transacted by the Tribes, and carried by their bent and suffrages. Neither did the regret of the people for the seizure of these their ancient rights rise higher than some impotent grumbling. The Senate too liked the change; as by it they were released from the charge of buying votes, and from the shame of begging them: and so moderate was Tiberius, that of the twelve candidates he only reserved to himself the recommendation of four, to be accepted without opposition or caballing. At the same time, the Tribunes of the people asked leave to celebrate at their own expense certain plays in honour of Augustus, such as were to be called after his name, and inserted in the calendar. But it was decreed, that out of the Exchequer the charge should be defrayed, and the Tribunes should in the circus wear the triumphal robe; but to be carried in chariots was denied them. The annual celebration of these plays was, for the future, transferred to one of the Praetors, him in particular to whom should fall the jurisdiction of deciding suits between citizens and strangers.
The ability to appoint Magistrates was now officially moved from the people's assemblies to the Senate; even though the Emperor had previously run all significant matters as he wished, up until that day some issues were still handled by the Tribes and carried through their votes. The people's disappointment over losing these traditional rights did not go beyond some ineffective complaints. The Senate also welcomed the change, as it freed them from the burden of buying votes and the embarrassment of asking for them. Tiberius was quite moderate; of the twelve candidates, he allowed only four to be recommended by himself, and they would be accepted without opposition or scheming. Meanwhile, the Tribunes of the people requested permission to hold certain plays in honor of Augustus at their own expense, which would be named after him and added to the calendar. However, it was decided that the cost should come from the Exchequer, and the Tribunes would wear triumphal robes in the circus; but they were denied the right to be carried in chariots. Going forward, the annual celebration of these plays would be assigned to one of the Praetors, specifically the one responsible for handling cases between citizens and foreigners.
Thus stood affairs at Rome when a sedition seized the legions in Pannonia; without any fresh grounds, save that from a change of Princes, they meant to assume a warrant for licentiousness and tumult, and from a civil war hoped great earnings and acquisitions: they were three legions encamped together, all commanded by Junius Blesus, who, upon notice of the death of Augustus and the accession of Tiberius, had granted the soldiers a recess from their wonted duties for some days, as a time either of public mourning or festivity. From being idle they waxed wanton, quarrelsome, and turbulent; greedily listened to mutinous discourses; the most profligate amongst them had most credit with them, and at last they became passionate for a life of sloth and riot, utterly averse to all military discipline and every fatigue of the camp. In the camp was one Percennius; formerly a busy leader in the embroilments of the theatre, and now a common soldier; a fellow of a petulant, declaiming tongue, and by inflaming parties in the playhouse, well qualified to excite and infatuate a crowd. This incendiary practised upon the ignorant and unwary, such as were solicitous what might prove their future usage, now Augustus was dead. He engaged them in nightly confabulations, and by little and little incited them to violence and disorders; and towards the evening, when the soberest and best affected were withdrawn, he assembled the worst and most turbulent. When he had thus ripened them for sedition, and other ready incendiaries were combined with him, he personated the character of a lawful Commander, and thus questioned and harangued them:
Thus things stood in Rome when a rebellion surged among the legions in Pannonia; with no new reasons, except for a change of leaders, they intended to use it as an excuse for misbehavior and chaos, hoping for significant gains and riches from a civil war. Three legions were camped together, all under the command of Junius Blesus, who, upon hearing of Augustus's death and Tiberius's rise to power, allowed the soldiers a break from their usual duties for a few days, a time for either public mourning or celebration. With nothing to do, they became reckless, argumentative, and unruly; they eagerly listened to rebellious talk. The most disreputable among them gained the most influence, and soon, they craved a life of laziness and excess, completely rejecting all military discipline and camp hardships. In the camp was a guy named Percennius; once a fervent player in theatrical disputes, now just a common soldier; he had a lively, persuasive way with words and was well-suited to stir up and influence a crowd. This troublemaker preyed on the naive and anxious, those worried about what would happen to them now that Augustus was gone. He pulled them into late-night discussions and gradually pushed them toward violence and disorder; in the evenings, when the more sensible and loyal ones had left, he gathered the worst and most unruly. Once he had stirred them up for rebellion, and with other eager instigators by his side, he took on the role of a legitimate Commander and began to challenge and rally them:
"Why did they obey, like slaves, a few Centurions and a fewer Tribunes? When would they be bold enough to demand redress of their heavy grievances, unless they snatched the present occasion, while the Emperor was yet new and his authority wavering, to prevail with him by petition, or by arms to force him? They had already by the misery of many years paid dear for their patient sloth and stupid silence, since decrepit with age and maimed with wounds, after a course of service for thirty or forty years, they were still doomed to carry arms: nor even to those who were discharged was there any end of the misery of warfare; they were still kept tied to the colours, and under the creditable title of Veterans endured the same hardships, and underwent the same labours. But suppose any of them escaped so many dangers, and survived so many calamities, where was their reward at last? Why, a long and weary march remained yet to be taken into countries far remote and strange; where, under the name of lands given them to cultivate, they had unhospitable bogs to drain, and the wild wastes of mountains to manure. Severe and ungainful of itself was the occupation of war: ten Asses {Footnote: About 5d.} a day the poor price of their persons and lives; out of this, they must buy clothes, and tents, and arms; out of this, bribe the cruel Centurions for a forbearance of blows, and occasional exemption from hard duty: but stripes from their officers, and wounds from their enemies, hard winters and laborious summers, bloody wars and barren peace, were miseries without end: nor remained there other cure or relief than to refuse to enlist but upon conditions certain, and fixed by themselves; particularly, that their pay be a denarius or sixteen Asses a day, {Footnote: About 8-1/2d.} sixteen years be the utmost term of serving; when discharged, to be no longer obliged to follow the colours, but have their reward in ready money, paid them in the camp where they earned it. Did the Praetorian Guards, they who had double pay, they who after sixteen years' service were paid off and sent home, bear severer difficulties, undergo superior dangers? He did not mean to detract from the merit of their brethren the City guards; their own lot however it was, to be placed amongst horrid and barbarous nations, nor could they look from their tents, but they saw the foe."
"Why did they follow a few Centurions and even fewer Tribunes like they were slaves? When would they muster the courage to address their serious grievances unless they took advantage of the current moment while the Emperor was still new and his authority was shaky—to persuade him with petitions or force him with arms? They had already paid dearly for their years of patient inaction and foolish silence, as after decades of service, thirty or forty years, they were still forced to bear arms, decrepit and wounded. Even those who were discharged faced continuous warfare misery; they remained bound to the colors and, under the honorable title of Veterans, endured the same hardships and labor. But let’s say some of them escaped countless dangers and survived numerous calamities—what was their reward in the end? They still had a long, exhausting march ahead to distant and strange lands, where they would be given inhospitable swamps to drain and wild, desolate mountains to cultivate. The occupation of war was harsh and unprofitable: ten Asses a day was the meager payment for their lives. From this, they had to buy clothes, tents, and weapons; they had to bribe the hard-hearted Centurions to avoid beatings and occasional breaks from tough duties. But they still faced stripes from their officers, wounds from their enemies, brutal winters, harsh summers, bloody wars, and fruitless peace—endless miseries. The only solution or relief left was to refuse to enlist unless certain terms were agreed upon, particularly that their pay be a denarius or sixteen Asses a day, with a maximum service term of sixteen years; once discharged, they should no longer be required to follow the colors but receive their reward in cash, paid at the camp where they earned it. Did the Praetorian Guards, who received double pay and were sent home after sixteen years of service, endure harsher conditions or face bigger dangers? He didn’t mean to undermine the efforts of their fellow City guards; however, their lot was to be stationed among horrid and savage nations, and there was no way they could look out of their tents without seeing the enemy."
The whole crowd received this harangue with shouts of applause; but from various instigations. Some displayed upon their bodies the obvious impressions of stripes, others their hoary heads, many their vestments ragged and curtailed, with backs utterly bare; as did all, their various griefs, in the bitterness of reproach. At length to such excessive fury they grew, that they proposed to incorporate the three legions into one; nor by aught but emulation was the project defeated: for to his own legion every man claimed the prerogative of swallowing and denominating the other two. They took another method, and placed the three Eagles of the legions, with the standards of the several cohorts, altogether without rank or priority; then forthwith digged turf and were rearing a tribunal, one high enough to be seen at a distance. In this hurry arrived Blesus, who, falling into sore rebukes, and by force interrupting particulars, called with vehemence to all: "Dip your hands rather in my blood: to murder your General will be a crime less shameful and heinous than to revolt from your Prince; for determined I am, either to preserve the legions in their faith and obedience, if you kill me not for my intended good office; or my death, if I fall by your hands, shall hasten your remorse."
The entire crowd reacted to this speech with loud applause, but for different reasons. Some showed the obvious marks of beatings on their bodies, others had gray hair, and many wore torn and tattered clothes, with their backs completely exposed; each displayed their unique pain in bitter accusations. Eventually, they became so furious that they suggested merging the three legions into one; it was only through rivalry that this idea was abandoned, as each soldier wanted to claim the right to lead and name the other two legions. They decided on a different approach and set up the three Eagles of the legions along with the standards of the various cohorts, all together without any ranking or order; they immediately started digging turf to build a platform high enough to be seen from a distance. In the midst of this chaos, Blesus arrived and, facing harsh criticism and interrupting the details by force, urgently called out to everyone: "Better to dip your hands in my blood: killing your General would be a less shameful and terrible crime than rebelling against your Prince; for I am resolved, either to keep the legions loyal and obedient, unless you kill me for my intended good deed; or my death, if it comes at your hands, will only increase your regret."
For all this, turfs were accumulated, and the work was already breast high, when, at last, overcome by his spirit and perseverance, they forbore. Blesus was an able speaker: he told them "that sedition and mutiny were not the methods of conveying to the Emperor the pretensions of the soldiers; their demands too were new and singular; such as neither the soldiers of old had ever made to the ancient Generals, nor they themselves to the deified Augustus: besides, their claims were ill-timed, when the Prince, just upon his accession, was already embarrassed with the weight and variety of other cares. If, however, they meant to try to gain in full peace those concessions, which, even after a civil war, the conquerors never claimed; yet why trample upon duty and obedience, why reject the laws of the army, and rules of discipline? And if they meant to petition, why meditate violence? They might at least appoint deputies; and in his presence trust them with their pretensions." Here they all cried out, "that the son of Blesus, one of their Tribunes, should execute that deputation; and demand in their name that, after sixteen years' service they should be discharged: they said they would give him new orders, when he had succeeded in these." After the departure of the young officer, a moderate recess ensued; the soldiers however exulted to have carried such a point: the sending the son of their General, as the public advocate for their cause, was to them full proof that they had gained by force and terror that which by modesty and gentle means they would never have gained.
For all that, they had gathered enough turf, and the work was already halfway done, when, finally, overcome by their spirit and determination, they held back. Blesus was a skilled speaker: he told them that rebellion and unrest weren’t the way to communicate their demands to the Emperor; their demands were also new and unusual, ones that neither past soldiers had ever made to the ancient Generals, nor had they themselves made to the divine Augustus. Moreover, their requests were poorly timed since the Prince, right after taking the throne, was already dealing with a range of significant issues. However, if they intended to peacefully obtain what even the victors of a civil war had never claimed, why disrespect duty and loyalty, and why ignore the army’s laws and discipline? And if they wanted to petition, why consider violence? They could at least choose representatives and trust them to present their concerns in his presence. At this, they all shouted that Blesus's son, one of their Tribunes, should carry out that mission and demand on their behalf that they be discharged after sixteen years of service. They said they would give him new orders once he succeeded in this task. After the young officer left, there was a brief pause, but the soldiers were thrilled to have achieved such a point: sending their General's son as their public advocate proved to them that they had gained through force and intimidation what they would never have achieved through humility and gentle means.
In the meantime those companies which, before the sedition began, were sent to Nauportum {Footnote: Over-Laybach, in Carniola.} to mend roads and bridges, and upon other duties, no sooner heard of the uproar in the camp, but they cast off all obedience, tore away the ensigns, and plundered the neighbouring villages; even Nauportum itself, which for greatness resembled a municipal town, was plundered. The endeavours of the Centurions to restrain this violence, were first returned with mockery and contempt, then with invectives and contumelies, at last with outrage and blows. Their vengeance was chiefly bent against the Camp-Marshal, Aufidienus Rufus: him they dragged from his chariot, and, loading him with baggage, drove him before the first ranks; they then insulted him, and asked in scorn, "whether he would gladly bear such enormous burdens, whether endure such immense marches?" Rufus had been long a common soldier, then became a Centurion, and afterwards Camp-Marshal; a severe restorer of primitive strictness and discipline; an indefatigable observer of every military duty, which he exacted from others with the more rigour, as he had himself undergone them all with patience.
In the meantime, those companies that were sent to Nauportum {Footnote: Over-Laybach, in Carniola.} to repair roads and bridges, and take care of other responsibilities before the riot started, as soon as they heard about the chaos in the camp, abandoned all obedience, removed their standards, and raided the nearby villages. Even Nauportum itself, which was sizable enough to resemble a town, was looted. The attempts by the Centurions to stop this violence were initially met with mockery and scorn, then with insults and contempt, and eventually escalated to physical attacks. Their anger was primarily targeted at the Camp-Marshal, Aufidienus Rufus: they pulled him from his chariot, burdened him with baggage, and drove him in front of the front lines. They then mocked him and asked derisively whether he would happily carry such heavy loads and endure such long marches. Rufus had started as a common soldier, later became a Centurion, and then the Camp-Marshal; he was a strict enforcer of the original discipline and standards; he diligently adhered to every military duty, which he demanded from others with greater severity because he had personally endured them all with patience.
By the arrival of this tumultuous band the sedition was again awakened to its former outrage, and the seditious, roving abroad without control, ravaged the country on every side. Blesus, for an example of terror to the rest, commanded those who were most laden with plunder, to be punished with stripes and cast into prison: for the General was still dutifully obeyed by the Centurions, and by all the soldiers of any merit; but the criminals refused to submit, and even struggled with the guard who were carrying them off; they clasped the knees of the bystanders, implored help from their fellows, now calling upon every individual, and conjuring them by their particular names; then appealed to them in a body, and supplicated the company, the cohort, the legion to which they belonged; warning and proclaiming that the same ignominy and chastisement hung over them all. With the same breath they heaped invectives without measure upon their General, and called upon heaven and all the Gods to be their witnesses and avengers; nor left they aught unattempted to raise effectual hatred, compassion, terror, and every species of fury. Hence the whole body rushed to their relief, burst open the prison, unbound and rescued the prisoners: thus they owned for their brethren, and incorporated with themselves, infamous revolters, and traitors convict and condemned.
By the time this chaotic group arrived, the rebellion was reignited to its former intensity, and the rebellious, running wild without restraint, ravaged the land on all sides. Blesus, as a warning to the others, ordered that those who carried the most stolen goods be whipped and thrown into prison: the General was still dutifully followed by the Centurions and all the soldiers of any standing; however, the criminals refused to comply and even fought back against the guards who were taking them away. They clung to the knees of those nearby, begging for help from their comrades, calling on each individual by name; then they appealed to the whole group, pleading with their cohort and legion, warning them that the same shame and punishment awaited all of them. At the same time, they unleashed a torrent of insults against their General, calling on heaven and all the gods to be their witnesses and avengers; they left no stone unturned in trying to stir up hatred, compassion, fear, and every kind of rage. As a result, the entire crowd rushed to their aid, broke open the prison, untied and freed the prisoners: they accepted infamous rebels and convicted traitors as their own and integrated them into their ranks.
Hence the violence became more raging, and hence more sedition from more leaders. There was particularly one Vibulenus, a common soldier, who, exalted on the shoulders of his comrades, before the tribunal of Blesus, thus declaimed in the ears of a multitude already outrageous, and eager to hear what he had to say. "To these innocents," says he, "to these miserable sufferers, our fellow-soldiers, you have indeed restored breath and liberty: but who will restore life to my poor brother; who my poor brother to me? He was sent hither by the German armies, with propositions for our common good; and for this, was last night butchered by that same Blesus, who in the murder employed his gladiators, bloody men, whom he purposely entertains and arms for our common execution. Where, oh where, Blesus, hast thou thrown his unoffending and mangled corpse? Even open enemies do not inhumanly deny burial to the slain: when I have satiated my sorrow with a thousand kisses, and a flood of tears; command me also to be murdered, that these our brethren may together bury my poor brother and me, slaughtered both as victims, yet both guiltless of any crime but that of studying the common interest of the legions."
The violence escalated, leading to more uprisings from various leaders. One soldier named Vibulenus, lifted onto the shoulders of his comrades, addressed the furious crowd before the tribunal of Blesus. "To these innocent people," he said, "to these miserable victims, our fellow soldiers, you have indeed given back their breath and freedom: but who will bring my poor brother back to life? He came here from the German armies with proposals for our mutual benefit, and for this, he was slaughtered last night by that same Blesus, who used his gladiators—bloodthirsty men he specifically hires and arms for our collective execution. Where, oh where, Blesus, is my brother's innocent and mutilated body? Even our open enemies don’t cruelly deny a burial to the dead. After I have drowned my sorrow in countless kisses and tears, order me to be killed too, so that my poor brother and I, slaughtered as sacrifices, may be buried together, both guiltless except for trying to serve the common good of the legions."
He inflamed those his complaints and expostulations with affecting sighs and lamentations, beat his breast, tore his face, and showed all the symptoms of anguish. Then those who carried him giving way, he threw himself headlong at the feet of his companions; and thus prostrate and supplicating, in them raised such a spirit of commiseration and such a storm of vengeance, that one party of them instantly seized and bound the General's gladiators; another, the rest of his family; while many ran and dispersed themselves to search for the corpse: and had it not been quickly manifest that there was no corpse to be found, that the slaves of Blesus had upon the rack cleared themselves, and that Vibulenus never had any brother; they had gone nigh to have sacrificed the General. As it was, they expulsed the Camp-Marshal and Tribunes; and as they fled, plundered their baggage: they likewise put to death Lucilius the Centurion, whom they had sarcastically named Cedo Alteram, because when upon the back of a soldier he had broken one wand, he was wont to call for another, and then a third. The other Centurions lurked in concealment, all but Julius Clemens, who for his prompt capacity was saved, in order to manage the negotiations of the soldiers: even two of the legions, the eighth and the fifteenth, were ready to turn their swords upon each other; and had, but for the ninth: one Sirpicus, a centurion, was the subject of the quarrel; him the eighth required to be put to death, and the fifteenth protected him; but the ninth interposed with entreaties to both, and with threats to those who would not listen to prayers.
He intensified his complaints and protests with heartfelt sighs and cries, pounded his chest, scratched his face, and displayed all the signs of suffering. Then, as those carrying him gave way, he threw himself dramatically at the feet of his companions; and there, on the ground and begging, he stirred up such a sense of pity and such a wave of anger that one group immediately captured and bound the General's gladiators; another took hold of the rest of his family; while many ran off to search for the body. If it hadn’t quickly become clear that there was no body to be found, that Blesus’s slaves had cleared themselves of any suspicion under torture, and that Vibulenus never actually had a brother, they would have nearly sacrificed the General. Instead, they expelled the Camp-Marshal and Tribunes; and as they fled, they looted their belongings. They also executed Lucilius the Centurion, whom they mockingly called Cedo Alteram, because whenever he broke a baton over a soldier's back, he would call for another, and then a third. The other Centurions hid away, except for Julius Clemens, who was saved for his quick thinking to handle the soldiers' negotiations. Even two of the legions, the eighth and the fifteenth, were about to turn their swords on each other; they almost did, but for the ninth. A centurion named Sirpicus was the cause of the conflict; the eighth wanted him dead, while the fifteenth defended him. But the ninth intervened with pleas to both sides and threats to those who wouldn’t listen.
Tiberius, however, close and impenetrable, and ever labouring to smother all melancholy tidings, was yet driven by those from Pannonia, to despatch his son Drusus thither, accompanied by the principal nobility and guarded by two Praetorian cohorts; but charged with no precise instructions, only to adapt his measures to the present exigency: the cohorts were strengthened with an extraordinary addition of chosen men, with the greatest part of the Praetorian horse, and main body of the German, then the Emperor's guards. Aelius Sejanus, lately joined with his father Strabo in the command of the Praetorian bands, was also sent, not only as Governor to the young Prince, but as his credit with the Emperor was known to be mighty, to deal with the revolters by promises and terrors. When Drusus approached, the legions, for show of respect, marched out to meet him; not with the usual symptoms and shouts of joy, nor with gay ensigns and arms glittering, but in a dress and accoutrements hideous and squalid: in their countenances too, though composed to sadness, were seen greater marks of sullenness and contumacy.
Tiberius, however, was reserved and secretive, always trying to suppress any sad news. Yet, he was forced by reports from Pannonia to send his son Drusus there, along with the leading nobles and protected by two Praetorian cohorts. He didn’t give them specific instructions, only that Drusus should adapt to the situation at hand. The cohorts were bolstered with an unusual number of carefully selected men, most of the Praetorian cavalry, and the main body of the German guards, who were the Emperor's protectors. Aelius Sejanus, who had recently taken command of the Praetorian bands alongside his father Strabo, was also sent. He served not only as Governor to the young Prince but also because his influence with the Emperor was known to be significant, which would help him deal with the rebels using both promises and threats. When Drusus arrived, the legions came out to meet him as a show of respect; however, they did not do so with the usual signs of joy or colorful banners, but instead in worn and shabby attire. Their expressions, while somber, reflected deep sullen discontent and defiance.
As soon as he was within the camp, they secured the entrances with guards, and in several quarters of it placed parties upon duty: the rest crowded about the tribunal of Drusus, who stood beckoning with his hand for silence. Here as often as they surveyed their own numbers and met one another's resentful looks, they uttered their rage in horrible cries: again, when upon the tribunal they beheld Caesar, awe and trembling seized them: now, there prevailed an hollow and inarticulate murmur; next, a furious clamour; then suddenly a dead silence: so that, by a hasty succession of opposite passions, they were at once dismayed and dreadful. When at last the uproar was stayed, he read his father's letters, who in them declared, "that he would take an affectionate care of the brave and invincible legions by whom he had sustained successfully so many wars; and, as soon as his grief was a little abated, deal with the Senate about their demands; in the meantime he had sent them his son, on purpose to make them forthwith all the concessions, which could instantly be made them: the rest were to be reserved for the Senate, the proper distributers of rewards and punishments by a right altogether unalienable."
As soon as he entered the camp, they secured the entrances with guards and stationed groups on duty in various areas. The rest of the people gathered around Drusus's platform, where he was signaling with his hand for silence. Every time they looked at their own numbers and exchanged resentful glances, they expressed their anger with loud cries. When they spotted Caesar on the platform, fear and anxiety took hold of them. There was a hollow, inaudible murmur, then an angry uproar, and suddenly, complete silence fell. In this rapid succession of conflicting emotions, they felt both terrified and intimidating. Once the noise finally quieted down, he read his father's letters, in which he stated, "I will take good care of the brave and unbeatable legions that have helped me win so many wars; as soon as my grief eases up a bit, I will discuss their demands with the Senate. For now, I’ve sent my son to promptly address all the concessions that can be immediately granted; the rest will be handled by the Senate, the rightful distributors of rewards and punishments in a manner that is entirely their own."
The assembly answered, that to Julius Clemens they had intrusted what to speak in their name: he began with their demands, "to be discharged after sixteen years' service, to have the reward which, for past services upon that discharge, they claimed; their pay to be increased to a Roman denarius; the veterans to be no longer detained under their ensigns." When Drusus urged, that wholly in the judgment of the Senate and his father, these matters rested he was interrupted by their clamours: "To what purpose came he; since he could neither augment their pay, nor alleviate their grievances? and while upon them every officer was allowed to inflict blows and death, the son of their Emperor wanted power to relieve them by one beneficent action. The policy this of the late reign, when Tiberius frustrated every request of the soldiers, by referring all to Augustus; now Drusus was come with the same artifices to delude them: were they never to have a higher visit than from the children of their Prince? It was, indeed, unaccountable, that to the Senate the Emperor should leave no part in the direction of the army, only the rewarding of the soldiery: ought not the same Senate to be consulted as often as a battle was to be fought, or a private man to be punished? or, were their recompenses to be adjudged by many masters, but their punishments to remain without any restraint or moderator whatsoever?"
The assembly replied that they had entrusted Julius Clemens to speak for them. He started with their demands: "to be discharged after sixteen years of service, to receive the rewards they claimed for their past service upon discharge; for their pay to be increased to a Roman denarius; and for the veterans to no longer be held under their banners." When Drusus insisted that these matters were entirely up to the Senate and his father, he was interrupted by their shouts: "What was the point of him coming if he couldn't increase our pay or fix our problems? Every officer is allowed to punish us, even to the point of death, while the son of our Emperor has no power to help us with even one kind action. This is just like the previous reign when Tiberius dismissed every soldier's request by passing it back to Augustus; now Drusus has come with the same tricks to fool us: are we never going to see anyone higher than the children of our Prince? It’s truly ridiculous that the Emperor leaves the Senate with no say in directing the army, only in rewarding the soldiers. Shouldn’t the same Senate be consulted every time there’s a battle or when a private individual is to be punished? Or are their rewards to be decided by many masters while their punishments remain entirely unchecked?"
At last they abandoned the tribunal, and with menaces and insults fell upon all they met belonging to Drusus, either as guards or friends; meditating thus to provoke a quarrel, and an introduction to blood. Chiefly enraged they were against Cneius Lentulus, as one for years and warlike renown superior to any about the person of Drusus, and thence suspected to have hardened the Prince, and been himself the foremost to despise these outrages in the soldiery: nor was it long after, that as he was leaving Drusus, and from the foresight of danger returning to the winter quarters, they surrounded him and demanded "whither he went? to the Emperor or Senate? there also to exercise his enmity to the legions, and oppose their interest?" and instantly assaulted him with stones. He was already covered with wounds and blood, and awaiting certain assassination, when the troops attending Drusus flew to his assistance and saved him.
Finally, they left the tribunal and, with threats and insults, attacked everyone they encountered who was associated with Drusus, whether as guards or friends; they aimed to provoke a conflict that would lead to violence. They were especially furious with Cneius Lentulus, as he was known for his years of service and military reputation, seen as superior to anyone in Drusus's circle. This made them suspect that he had emboldened the Prince and was one of the first to dismiss the insolence of the soldiers. Not long after, as he was leaving Drusus and returning to the winter quarters out of concern for his safety, they surrounded him and demanded, "Where are you going? To the Emperor or Senate? Are you going there to turn against the legions and undermine their interests?" They immediately started throwing stones at him. He was already covered in wounds and blood, waiting for certain assassination, when the troops with Drusus rushed to help him and saved his life.
The following night had a formidable aspect, and threatened the speedy eruption of some tragical vengeance; when a phenomenon intervened and assuaged all. The Moon, in the midst of a clear sky, seemed to the soldiers suddenly to sicken; and they, who were ignorant of the natural cause, took this for an omen foreboding the issue of their present adventures: to their own labours, they compared the eclipse of the planet; and prophesied, "that if to the distressed Goddess should be restored her wonted brightness and vigour, equally successful would be the issue of these their struggles." Hence they strove to charm and revive her with sounds, and by ringing upon brazen metal, and an uproar of trumpets and cornets, made a vehement bellowing. As she appeared brighter or darker, they exulted or lamented; but when gathering clouds had utterly bereft them of her sight, and they believed her now buried in everlasting darkness; then, as minds once thoroughly dismayed are pliant to superstition, they bewailed "their own eternal sufferings thus portended, and that against their misdeeds the angry Deities were contending." Drusus, who thought it behoved him to improve this disposition of theirs, and to reap the fruits of wisdom from the operations of chance; ordered certain persons to go round, and apply to them from tent to tent. For this purpose, he called and employed the Centurion Julius Clemens, and whoever else were by honest methods acceptable to the multitude. These insinuated themselves everywhere, with those who kept watch, or were upon patrol, or guarded the gates; soothing all with hopes, and by terrors rousing them. "How long," said they, "shall we hold the son of our Emperor thus besieged? Where will our broils and wild contentions end? Shall we swear allegiance to Percennius and Vibulenus? Will Vibulenus and Percennius support us with pay during our service, and reward us with lands when dismissed? In short, shall two common men dispossess the Neros and the Drusi, and to themselves assume the Empire of the Roman People? Let us be wiser; and as we were the last to revolt, be the first to relent. Such demands, as comprise terms for all, are ever slowly accorded; but particulars may, when they please, merit instant favour, and instantly receive it." These reasonings alarmed them, and filled them with mutual jealousies. Presently the fresh soldiers forsook the veterans, and one legion separated from another; then by degrees returned the love of duty and obedience. They relinquished the guard of the gates: and the Eagles and other ensigns, which in the beginning of the tumult they had thrown together, were now restored each to its distinct station.
The next night had a strong and ominous feel to it, signaling the possibility of some tragic revenge, when something unexpected happened that calmed everyone down. The Moon, shining in a clear sky, suddenly seemed to dim to the soldiers, who, not understanding the natural reason behind it, interpreted it as an omen about the outcome of their current struggles. They compared it to an eclipse and predicted, "If the distressed Goddess regains her usual brightness and strength, then our efforts will also succeed." They tried to cheer her up with music, banging on bronze metal, and blasting trumpets and cornet sounds, creating a loud noise. As the Moon brightened or dimmed, they cheered or mourned, but when the clouds blocked her from view completely and they thought she was lost forever in darkness, their fear made them believe this foretold their own eternal suffering, and that the angry gods were punishing them for their wrongdoings. Drusus, noticing their vulnerable state, decided to take advantage of it and make something good out of their fear. He ordered some people to go around from tent to tent to talk to them. For this task, he called on Centurion Julius Clemens and anyone else who could win the crowd over through honest means. They worked their way through the soldiers on watch, on patrol, or guarding the gates, calming them with promises and stirring them up with fears. “How long," they asked, “will we keep our Emperor’s son under siege? When will our fights and wild arguments end? Should we pledge loyalty to Percennius and Vibulenus? Will they pay us while we serve and grant us land once we’re let go? In the end, should two common men overthrow the Neros and the Drusi and take the Empire for themselves? Let’s be smart; since we were the last to rebel, let’s be the first to back down. Demands that involve everyone take time to agree on, but specific requests can earn quick favors and responses.” Their arguments unsettled the soldiers and sparked jealousy among them. Soon, the new soldiers abandoned the veterans, and one legion split from another; gradually, a sense of duty and obedience returned. They stopped guarding the gates, and the Eagles and other standards they had thrown together at the beginning of the chaos were now returned to their original places.
Drusus, as soon as it was day, summoned an assembly, and though unskilled in speaking, yet with a haughtiness inherent in his blood, rebuked their past and commended their present behaviour. "With threats and terrors," he said, "it was impossible to subdue him; but if he saw them reclaimed to submission, if from them he heard the language of supplicants, he would send to his father to accept with a reconciled spirit the petitions of the legions," Hence, at their entreaty, for their deputy to Tiberius the same Blesus was again despatched, and with him Lucius Apronius, a Roman Knight of the cohort of Drusus; and Justus Catonius, a Centurion of the first order. There followed great debates in the council of Drusus, while some advised "to suspend all proceeding till the return of the deputies, and by a course of courtesy the while to soothe the soldiers; others maintained, that remedies more potent must needs be applied: in a multitude, was to be found nothing on this side extremes; always imperious where they are not awed, and to be without danger despised when frightened: to their present terror from superstition was to be added the dread of their General, by his dooming to death the authors of the sedition." Rather prompt to rigorous counsels was the genius of Drusus: Vibulenus and Percennius were produced, and by his command executed; it is by many recounted, that in his own tent they were secretly despatched and buried; by others, that their bodies were ignominiously thrown over the entrenchments, for a public spectacle of terror.
As soon as daylight broke, Drusus called a meeting, and even though he wasn’t a skilled speaker, he spoke with an arrogance that came naturally to him, criticizing their past actions and praising their current behavior. "It was impossible to subdue him with threats and fear," he said, "but if he saw them return to submission, and if they spoke to him like supplicants, he would ask his father to graciously accept the legions’ requests." So, at their request, the same Blesus was sent again as their representative to Tiberius, along with Lucius Apronius, a Roman Knight from Drusus's cohort, and Justus Catonius, a Centurion of the highest rank. There were intense discussions in Drusus's council, with some advising to "pause all actions until the deputies returned and to ease the soldiers’ minds with kindness" while others argued that stronger measures were necessary: in a crowd, there’s often nothing but extremes; they tend to be demanding when not intimidated and become contemptible when scared. Their current fear, stemming from superstition, needed to be compounded by the terror of their General, who had condemned the instigators of the revolt to death. Drusus was quick to support harsh actions: Vibulenus and Percennius were brought forward and executed at his order. Some say they were secretly killed and buried in his tent, while others claim their bodies were shamefully thrown over the fortifications for all to see as a warning.
Search was then made for other remarkable incendiaries. Some were caught skulking without the camp, and there by the Centurions or Praetorian soldiers slain; others were by their several companies delivered up, as a proof of their own sincere faith. The consternation of the soldiers was heightened by the precipitate accession of winter, with rains incessant and so violent, that they were unable to stir from their tents, or maintain common intercourse, nay, scarce to preserve their standards, assaulted continually by tempestuous winds and raging floods. Dread besides of the angry Gods still possessed them; nor was it at random, they thought, that such profane traitors were thus visited with black eclipses and roaring tempests; neither against these their calamities was there other relief than the relinquishing of a camp by impiety contaminated and accursed, and after expiation of their guilt returning to their several garrisons. The eighth legion departed first; and then the fifteenth: the ninth, with earnest clamours, pressed for continuing there till the letters from Tiberius arrived; but when deserted by the other two, their courage failed, and by following of their own accord, they prevented the shame of being forced. Drusus seeing order and tranquillity restored, without staying for the return of the deputies, returned himself to Rome.
Search was then conducted for other notable arsonists. Some were caught lurking outside the camp and were killed by the Centurions or Praetorian soldiers; others were handed over by their own units as proof of their genuine loyalty. The soldiers' panic was increased by the sudden onset of winter, with relentless and severe rains that made it impossible for them to leave their tents or communicate with each other, and they could barely keep their standards intact, constantly assaulted by violent winds and flooding. They were also gripped with fear of the wrathful Gods; they believed it wasn’t a coincidence that such wicked traitors faced dark storms and roaring tempests. There was no other relief for their troubles than abandoning a camp tainted and cursed by impiety, and after atoning for their sins, returning to their respective garrisons. The eighth legion left first, followed by the fifteenth. The ninth, with urgent outcries, insisted on staying until they received news from Tiberius; but when they were abandoned by the other two, their resolve crumbled, and to avoid the humiliation of being forced out, they left on their own. Seeing order and peace restored, Drusus returned to Rome without waiting for the deputies to come back.
Almost at the same time, and from the same causes, the legions in Germany raised an insurrection, with greater numbers, and thence with more fury. Passionate too were their hopes that Germanicus would never brook the rule of another, but yield to the spirit of the legions, who had force sufficient to bring the whole Empire under his sway. Upon the Rhine were two armies; that called the higher, commanded by Caius Silius, Lieutenant-General; the lower, by Aulus Caecina: the command in chief rested in Germanicus, then busy collecting the tribute in Gaul. The forces however under Silius, with cautious ambiguity, watched the success of the revolt which others began: for the soldiers of the lower army had broken out into open outrages, which took its rise from the fifth legion, and the one-and-twentieth; who after them drew the first, and twentieth. These were altogether upon the frontiers of the Ubians, passing the campaign in utter idleness or light duty: so that upon the news that Augustus was dead, the whole swarm of new soldiers lately levied in the city, men accustomed to the effeminacies of Rome, and impatient of every military hardship, began to possess the ignorant minds of the rest with many turbulent expectations, "that now was presented the lucky juncture for veterans to demand entire dismission; the fresh soldiers, larger pay; and all, some mitigation of their miseries; as also to return due vengeance for the cruelties of the Centurions." These were not the harangues of a single incendiary, like Percennius amongst the Pannonian legions; nor uttered, as there, in the ears of men who, while they saw before their eyes armies greater than their own, mutinied with awe and trembling: but here was a sedition of many mouths, filled with many boasts, "that in their hands lay the power and fate of Rome; by their victories the empire was enlarged, and from them the Caesars took, as a compliment, the surname of Germanicus."
Almost at the same time, and for the same reasons, the legions in Germany started a revolt, with larger numbers and therefore with more ferocity. They passionately hoped that Germanicus would never accept someone else’s rule but would instead yield to the spirit of the legions, who had the power to make him the ruler of the entire Empire. On the Rhine, there were two armies; the upper one, commanded by Caius Silius, Lieutenant-General; the lower one, by Aulus Caecina. The overall command rested with Germanicus, who was busy collecting taxes in Gaul. However, the forces under Silius, with cautious ambiguity, observed the success of the revolt initiated by others: the soldiers of the lower army had erupted into open rebellion, starting with the fifth legion and the one-and-twentieth, who then inspired the first and twentieth legions. These legions were stationed on the borders of the Ubians, spending the campaign in complete idleness or light duties. When the news of Augustus's death arrived, the whole group of new soldiers recently recruited in the city—men used to the comforts of Rome and intolerant of any military hardship—began to fill the minds of the rest with many rebellious hopes, stating, "This is the perfect time for veterans to demand full release; fresh soldiers should get bigger pay; and everyone deserves some relief from their hardships, as well as to take revenge for the cruelties of the Centurions." These were not the rants of a single instigator, like Percennius among the Pannonian legions; nor were they spoken to men who, seeing larger armies before them, mutinied with fear and trembling: this was a mutiny voiced by many, filled with boasts that "the power and fate of Rome lay in their hands; through their victories, the empire expanded, and it was from them that the Caesars took, as a compliment, the title of Germanicus."
Neither did Caecina strive to restrain them. A madness so extensive had bereft him of all his bravery and firmness. In this precipitate frenzy they rushed at once, with swords drawn, upon the Centurions, the eternal objects of their resentment, and always the first victims to their vengeance. Them they dragged to the earth, and upon each bestowed a terrible portion of sixty blows; a number proportioned to that of Centurions in a legion. Then bruised, mangled, and half expiring, as they were, they cast them all out of the camp, some into the stream of the Rhine. Septimius, who had for refuge fled to the tribunal of Caecina, and lay clasping his feet, was demanded with such imperious vehemence, that he was forced to be surrendered to destruction. Cassius Cherea (afterwards famous to posterity for killing Caligula), then a young man of undaunted spirit, and one of the Centurions, boldly opened himself a passage with his sword through a crowd of armed foes striving to seize him. After this no further authority remained to the Tribunes, none to the Camp-Marshals. The seditious soldiers were their own officers; set the watch, appointed the guard, and gave all orders proper in the present exigency; hence those who dived deepest into the spirit of the soldiery, gathered a special indication how powerful and obdurate the present insurrection was like to prove; for in their conduct were no marks of a rabble, where every man's will guides him, or the instigation of a few controls the whole. Here, all at once they raged, and all at once kept silence; with so much concert and steadiness, that you would have believed them under the sovereign direction of one.
Neither did Caecina try to hold them back. A madness so widespread had stripped him of all his courage and resolve. In their reckless frenzy, they rushed at the Centurions, the eternal targets of their anger, and always the first victims of their vengeance. They dragged them to the ground and dealt each a brutal sixty blows; a number matched to the Centurions in a legion. Bruised, battered, and barely alive, they cast them all out of the camp, some into the Rhine River. Septimius, who had taken refuge at Caecina's platform, clutching his feet, was demanded with such force that he was compelled to surrender to his fate. Cassius Cherea (later famous for killing Caligula), then a young man of fearless spirit and one of the Centurions, boldly carved a path with his sword through a crowd of armed enemies trying to capture him. After this, the Tribunes held no more authority, nor did the Camp Marshals. The rebellious soldiers operated as their own leaders; they set the watch, appointed the guard, and issued all the necessary orders for the situation at hand. Thus, those who understood the soldiers' mindset could see how powerful and stubborn the current uprising was likely to be; their behavior showed no signs of a mob, where everyone's will is their own, or where a few instigate the many. Instead, they all raged together, then fell silent together; with such coordination and determination, it felt like they were under the command of one leader.
To Germanicus the while, then receiving, as I have said, the tribute in Gaul, news were brought of the decease of Augustus; whose grand-daughter Agrippina he had to wife, and by her many children: he was himself the grandson of Livia, by her son Drusus, the brother of Tiberius; but ever under heavy anxiety from the secret hate which his uncle and grandmother bore him: hate the more virulent as its grounds were altogether unrighteous; for, dear and adored was the memory of his father Drusus amongst the Roman People, and from him was firmly expected that had he succeeded to the Empire, he would have restored public liberty: hence their zeal for Germanicus, and of him the same hopes conceived; as from his youth he possessed a popular spirit, and marvellous affability utterly remote from the comportment and address of Tiberius, ever haughty and mysterious. The animosities too between the ladies administered fresh fuel; while towards Agrippina, Livia was actuated by the despite natural to step-mothers: and over-tempestuous was the indignation of Agrippina; only that her known chastity and love for her husband, always gave her mind, however vehement, a virtuous turn.
While Germanicus was in Gaul collecting tribute, he received news of Augustus's death. He was married to Augustus's granddaughter, Agrippina, and they had several children together. Germanicus was the grandson of Livia through her son Drusus, who was Tiberius’s brother. However, he constantly faced anxiety due to the secret animosity from his uncle and grandmother—an animosity rooted in unfairness. His father Drusus was greatly loved by the Roman people, and many believed that if Drusus had been emperor, he would have restored public freedom. This created strong support for Germanicus, who from a young age had a friendly disposition and a remarkable charm that contrasted sharply with Tiberius's aloof and secretive manner. The rivalry between the women also added to the tension; Livia harbored the typical resentment of a stepmother toward Agrippina. Agrippina, for her part, was filled with anger, but her well-known chastity and devotion to her husband always redirected her intense emotions toward virtuous thoughts.
But Germanicus, the nearer he stood to supreme rule, the more vigour he exerted to secure it to Tiberius: to him he obliged the Sequanians, a neighbouring people, as also the several Belgic cities, to swear present allegiance; and the moment he learnt the uproar of the legions, posted thither: he found them advanced without the camp to receive him, with eyes cast down, in feigned token of remorse. After he entered the entrenchments, instantly his ears were filled with plaints and grievances, uttered in hideous and mixed clamours: nay, some catching his hand, as if they meant to kiss it, thrust his fingers into their mouths, to feel their gums destitute of teeth; others showed their limbs enfeebled, and bodies stooping under old age. As he saw the assembly mixed at random, he commanded them "to range themselves into companies, thence more distinctly to hear his answers; as also to place before them their several ensigns, that the cohorts at least might be distinguished."
But the closer Germanicus got to ultimate power, the more effort he put into securing it for Tiberius. He forced the Sequanians, a neighboring group, as well as various Belgic cities, to pledge their loyalty right away. As soon as he heard the commotion from the legions, he rushed over. He found them gathered outside the camp to meet him, their eyes downcast in a false display of remorse. After he entered the fortifications, his ears were immediately filled with cries and complaints, overflowing in a dreadful, chaotic noise. Some grabbed his hand, as if to kiss it, but instead shoved his fingers into their mouths to show their toothless gums; others displayed their weakened limbs and bodies bent under the weight of old age. When he noticed the crowd was all mixed together, he ordered them to "form into groups so that I can hear your concerns more clearly; and also to bring forth your banners so that at least we can distinguish the cohorts."
With slowness and reluctance it was, that they obeyed him; then beginning with an encomium upon the "venerable memory of Augustus," he proceeded to the "many victories and many triumphs of Tiberius," and with peculiar praises celebrated the "glorious and immortal deeds, which with these very legions in Germany he had accomplished;" he next boasted the quiet state of things, the consent of all Italy, the loyal faith of both the Gauls: and every quarter of the Roman State exempt from disaffection and turbulence.
With hesitation and reluctance, they followed his orders; then, starting with a tribute to the "honorable memory of Augustus," he moved on to the "numerous victories and many triumphs of Tiberius," and he particularly praised the "glorious and immortal achievements that he had accomplished with these very legions in Germany;" he then bragged about the peaceful state of affairs, the agreement of all Italy, the loyal support of both the Gauls: and every part of the Roman State free from discontent and unrest.
Thus far they listened with silence, at least with moderate murmuring; but the moment he touched their sedition and questioned, "where now was the wonted modesty of soldiers? where the glory of ancient discipline? whither had they chased their Tribunes, whither their Centurions?" to a man, they stripped themselves to the skin, and there exposed the seams of their wounds and bruises of their chastisements, in the rage of reproach. Then in the undistinguished voice of uproar, they urged "the exactions for occasional exemptions, their scanty pay, and their rigorous labours;" which they represented in a long detail: "ramparts to be reared, entrenchments digged, trees felled and drawn, forage cut and carried, fuel prepared and fetched," with every other article of toil required by the exigencies of war, or to prevent idleness in the soldiery. Above all, from the veterans arose a cry most horrible: they enumerated thirty years or upwards undergone in the service; "and besought that to men utterly spent he would administer respite, nor suffer them to be beholden to death for the last relief from their toils; but discharge them from a warfare so lasting and severe, and grant them the means of a comfortable recess." Nay, some there were who of him required the money bequeathed them by Augustus; and towards Germanicus uttering zealous vows, with omens of happy fortune, declared their cordial attachment to his cause if he would himself assume the Empire. Here, as if already stained with their treason, he leaped headlong from the Tribunal; but with swords drawn they opposed his departure, and threatened his life, if he refused to return: yet, with passionate protestations that "he would rather die than be a traitor," he snatched his sword from his side, and aiming full at his breast, would have buried it there, had not those who were next him seized his hand and by force restrained him. A cluster of soldiers in the extremity of the assembly exhorted him, nay, what is incredible to hear, some particulars advancing nearer, exhorted him to strike home: in truth one Calusidius, a common soldier, presented him his naked sword, and added, "it is sharper than your own;" a behaviour which to the rest, outrageous as they were, seemed savage, and of horrid example: hence the friends of Germanicus had time to snatch him away to his tent.
So far, they listened in silence, or at least with some murmuring; but the moment he brought up their rebellion and asked, "Where is the usual modesty of soldiers? Where is the glory of old discipline? Where have their Tribunes gone, where are their Centurions?" they all stripped down to their skin, exposing the wounds and bruises from their punishments in a fit of anger. Then, in a chaotic outcry, they complained about "the demands for occasional exemptions, their low pay, and their harsh work," detailing it all: "walls to be built, trenches to be dug, trees to be cut and moved, forage to be gathered and carried, fuel to be prepared and fetched," along with every other task required by the demands of war or to keep the soldiers from being idle. Most horrifying of all, the veterans cried out, recounting thirty years or more of service; "and they begged that to men completely worn out he would grant a break, and not force them to rely on death for the final escape from their struggles; but to release them from a warfare so long and brutal, and provide them with a chance for a comfortable rest." Furthermore, some demanded the money left to them by Augustus; and toward Germanicus, they made fervent vows, with signs of good fortune, declaring their loyalty to his cause if he would claim the Empire himself. Here, as if already marked by their treason, he jumped down from the Tribunal; but with drawn swords, they blocked his exit and threatened his life if he refused to return: yet, with passionate claims that "he would rather die than be a traitor," he snatched his sword from his side, aiming for his chest, ready to plunge it in, had not those closest to him grabbed his hand and forcibly stopped him. A group of soldiers at the edge of the assembly urged him on, and what is shocking to hear, some individuals stepped closer, urging him to strike home: indeed, one Calusidius, a regular soldier, offered him his drawn sword and added, "It's sharper than your own;" that behavior seemed savage and horrendous to the others, despite their own anger: thus, Germanicus's friends seized the opportunity to pull him away to his tent.
It was here consulted what remedy to apply: for it was advised, that "ministers of sedition were preparing to be despatched to the other army, to draw them too into a confederacy in the revolt; that the capital of the Ubians was destined to be sacked; and if their hands were once inured to plunder, they would break in, and ravage all Gaul." This dread was augmented by another: the enemy knew of the sedition in the Roman army, and were ready to invade the Empire, if its barrier the Rhine were left unguarded. Now, to arm the allies and the auxiliaries of Rome, and lead them against the departing legions, was to rouse a civil war: severity was dangerous: the way of largesses infamous; and alike threatening it was to the State to grant the turbulent soldiers nothing, or yield them everything. After revolving every reason and objection, the result was, to feign letters and directions from Tiberius, "that those who had served twenty years should be finally discharged; such as served sixteen be under the ensign and privileges of veterans, released from every duty but that of repulsing the enemy; and the legacy, which they demanded, should be paid and doubled."
It was decided what action to take: it was reported that "agents of unrest were getting ready to be sent to the other army to pull them into the rebellion; that the capital of the Ubians was set to be looted; and if they became used to plundering, they would invade and devastate all of Gaul." This fear was heightened by another concern: the enemy was aware of the unrest in the Roman army and was prepared to invade the Empire if the Rhine, its defensive barrier, was left unprotected. Now, preparing the allies and auxiliaries of Rome and leading them against the departing legions would trigger a civil war: harsh measures were risky; offering bribes was disgraceful; and it posed a danger to the State to either give the unruly soldiers nothing or grant them everything. After considering every argument and counterargument, the conclusion was to create fake letters and orders from Tiberius, stating "that those who had served twenty years should be finally discharged; those who served sixteen should be under the banner and privileges of veterans, exempt from all duties except defending against the enemy; and the benefits they demanded should be paid and doubled."
The soldiers, who perceived that, purely to evade present difficulty, the concessions were forged, insisted to have them forthwith executed; and instantly the Tribunes despatched the discharge of the veterans: that of the money was adjourned to their several winter quarters; but the fifth legion, and the one-and-twentieth, refused to stir, till in that very camp they were paid; so that out of the money reserved by himself and his friends for travailing expenses, Germanicus was obliged to raise the sum. Caecina, Lieutenant-General, led the first legion and twentieth back to the capital of the Ubians: an infamous march, when the plunder of their General's coffers was carried amidst the ensigns and Roman Eagles. Germanicus, the while, proceeding to the army in higher Germany, brought the second, thirteenth, and sixteenth legions to swear allegiance without hesitation: to the fourteenth, who manifested some short suspense, he made unasked a tender of their money, and a present discharge.
The soldiers, realizing that the concessions were only made to avoid immediate problems, insisted that they be carried out right away. The Tribunes immediately arranged for the discharge of the veterans, but the payment of money was postponed until they reached their winter camps. However, the fifth and twenty-first legions refused to move until they were paid right there in their camp, so Germanicus had to use his own money, which he had set aside for travel expenses, to cover the costs. Caecina, the Lieutenant-General, led the first and twentieth legions back to the capital of the Ubians, making for a shameful march as the loot from their General's funds was paraded alongside the standards and Roman Eagles. Meanwhile, Germanicus went to the army in Upper Germany, where he got the second, thirteenth, and sixteenth legions to swear allegiance without any hesitation. For the fourteenth legion, which showed some uncertainty, he generously offered them their pay and an immediate discharge without being asked.
But a party of veterans which belonged to the disorderly legions, and then in garrison among the Chaucians, as they began a sedition there, were somewhat quelled by the instant execution of two of their body: an execution this, commanded by Maenius, Camp-Marshal, and rather of good example, than done by competent authority. The tumult, however, swelling again with fresh rage, he fled, but was discovered; so that, finding no safety in lurking, from his own bravery he drew his defence, and declared "that to himself, who was only their Camp-Marshal, these their outrages were not done, but done to the authority of Germanicus, their General, to the majesty of Tiberius their Emperor." At the same time, braving and dismaying all that would have stopped him, he fiercely snatched the colours, faced about towards the Rhine, and pronouncing the doom of traitors and deserters to every man who forsook his ranks, brought them back to their winter quarters, mutinous, in truth, but not daring to mutiny.
But a group of veterans from the unruly legions, who were stationed among the Chaucians, started a rebellion there. They were somewhat subdued by the swift execution of two of their members, an order given by Maenius, the Camp-Marshal, which served more as an example than an act of legitimate authority. However, the unrest quickly grew again with renewed anger, and he fled but was soon found. Realizing he could not hide, he summoned his courage for defense and proclaimed, “These actions are not against me, their Camp-Marshal, but against the authority of Germanicus, their General, and the majesty of Tiberius, their Emperor.” At the same time, facing down anyone who tried to stop him, he fiercely grabbed the standards, turned toward the Rhine, and declared the fate of traitors and deserters to anyone who abandoned their ranks, ultimately leading them back to their winter quarters, rebellious in spirit but too afraid to actually rebel.
In the meantime the deputies from the Senate met Germanicus at the altar of the Ubians {Footnote: Cologne.}, whither in his return he was arrived. Two legions wintered there, the first and twentieth, with the soldiers lately placed under the standard of veterans; men already under the distractions of guilt and fear: and now a new terror possessed them, that these Senators were come armed with injunctions to cancel every concession which they had by sedition extorted; and, as it is the custom of the crowd to be ever charging somebody with the crimes suggested by their own false alarms, the guilt of this imaginary decree they laid upon Minutius Plancus, a Senator of consular dignity, and at the head of this deputation. In the dead of night, they began to clamour aloud for the purple standard placed in the quarters of Germanicus, and, rushing tumultuously to his gate, burst the doors, dragged the Prince out of his bed, and, with menaces of present death, compelled him to deliver the standard. Then, as they roved about the camp, they met the deputies, who, having learnt the outrage, were hastening to Germanicus: upon them they poured a deluge of contumelies, and to present slaughter were devoting them, Plancus chiefly, whom the dignity of his character had restrained from flight; nor in this mortal danger had he other refuge than the quarters of the first legion, where, embracing the Eagle and other ensigns, he sought sanctuary from the religious veneration ever paid them. But, in spite of religion, had not Calpurnius, the Eagle-bearer, by force defeated the last violence of the assault, in the Roman camp had been slain an ambassador of the Roman People, and with his blood had been stained the inviolable altars of the Gods; a barbarity rare even in the camp of an enemy. At last, day returning, when the General, and the soldiers, and their actions could be distinguished, Germanicus entered the camp, and commanding Plancus to be brought, seated him by himself upon the tribunal: he then inveighed against the late "pernicious frenzy, which in it, he said, had fatality, and was rekindled by no despite in the soldiers, but by that of the angry Gods." He explained the genuine purposes of that embassy, and lamented with affecting eloquence "the outrage committed upon Plancus, altogether brutal and unprovoked; the foul violence done to the sacred person of an Ambassador, and the mighty disgrace from thence derived upon the legion." Yet as the assembly showed more stupefaction than calmness, he dismissed the deputies under a guard of auxiliary horse.
In the meantime, the Senate's representatives met Germanicus at the altar of the Ubians {Footnote: Cologne.}, where he had arrived on his way back. Two legions were wintering there, the first and twentieth, alongside the soldiers recently placed under the veterans' standard; men already burdened by guilt and fear. Now, a new terror gripped them, that these Senators had come armed with orders to revoke every concession they had extorted through rebellion. As is typical of crowds, they quickly accused someone of the crimes suggested by their own false alarms, blaming this imagined decree on Minutius Plancus, a Senator of high rank and leader of the delegation. In the dead of night, they began to loudly demand the purple standard located in Germanicus's quarters, and rushing chaotically to his gate, they broke the doors down, dragged the Prince out of bed, and, threatening immediate death, forced him to hand over the standard. As they roamed the camp, they encountered the deputies, who were hurrying to Germanicus after learning about the attack. They unleashed a torrent of insults at them and aimed to kill them, particularly targeting Plancus, whose esteemed position had kept him from fleeing. In this life-threatening situation, his only refuge was the quarters of the first legion, where he clung to the Eagle and other standards, seeking safety through the religious reverence always shown to them. However, despite that reverence, if Calpurnius, the Eagle-bearer, hadn't forcefully stopped the violent assault, an ambassador of the Roman People would have been killed in the Roman camp, and the sacred altars of the Gods would have been stained with his blood; such brutality was rare even among enemies. Finally, as daylight broke and the General, soldiers, and their actions became visible, Germanicus entered the camp, commanded that Plancus be brought forward, and seated him by himself on the tribunal. He then condemned the recent “dangerous frenzy,” which, he said, brought disaster and was fueled not by the soldiers’ spite, but by that of the angry Gods. He clarified the true intentions of that delegation and mourned with heartfelt eloquence "the brutal and unprovoked attack on Plancus; the vile violence against the sacred person of an Ambassador, and the great disgrace it brought upon the legion." Yet, seeing that the crowd appeared more dazed than calm, he dismissed the deputies under the guard of auxiliary cavalry.
During this affright, Germanicus was by all men censured, "that he retired not to the higher army, whence he had been sure of ready obedience, and even of succour against the revolters: already he had taken wrong measures more than enow, by discharging some, rewarding all, and other tender counsels; if he despised his own safety, yet why expose his infant son, why his wife big with child, to the fury of outrageous traitors, wantonly violating all the most sacred rights amongst men? It became him at least to restore his wife and son safe to Tiberius and to the State." He was long unresolved; besides Agrippina was averse to leave him, and urged, that "she was the grand-daughter of Augustus, and it was below her spirit to shrink in a time of danger." But embracing her and their little son, with great tenderness and many tears, he prevailed with her to depart. Thus there marched miserably along a band of helpless women: the wife of a great commander fled like a fugitive, and upon her bosom bore her infant son: about her a troop of other ladies, dragged from their husbands, and drowned in tears, uttering their heavy lamentations; nor weaker than theirs was the grief felt by all who remained.
During this fright, Germanicus was criticized by everyone for not retreating to the main army, where he could have counted on immediate support and help against the rebels. He had already made several poor decisions, like dismissing some troops, rewarding others, and following questionable advice; if he was willing to risk his own safety, why put his infant son and pregnant wife at risk, exposing them to the wrath of violent traitors who were recklessly violating all sacred human rights? At the very least, he should have ensured that his wife and son were safely returned to Tiberius and to the State. He hesitated for a long time; moreover, Agrippina didn’t want to leave him and insisted that, as the granddaughter of Augustus, it was beneath her dignity to back down in a time of danger. But after embracing her and their little son with great affection and many tears, he managed to convince her to leave. So, a group of helpless women marched along in misery: the wife of a great commander fleeing like a refugee, holding her infant son close to her, surrounded by a group of other women, torn from their husbands and drowning in tears, expressing their deep lamentations; the sorrow felt by all who remained was just as strong.
These groans and tears, and this spectacle of woe, the appearances rather of a city stormed and sacked, than of a Roman camp, that of Germanicus Caesar, victorious and flourishing, awakened attention and inquiry in the soldiers: leaving their tents, they cried, "Whence these doleful wailings? what so lamentable! so many ladies of illustrious quality, travelling thus forlorn; not a Centurion to attend them; not a soldier to guard them; their General's wife amongst them, undistinguished by any mark of her princely dignity; destitute of her ordinary train; frightened from the Roman legions, and repairing, like an exile, for shelter to Treves, there to commit herself to the faith of foreigners." Hence shame and commiseration seized them, and the remembrance of her illustrious family, with that of her own virtues; the brave Agrippa her father; the mighty Augustus her grandfather; the amiable Drusus her father-in-law, herself celebrated for a fruitful bed, and of signal chastity: add the consideration of her little son, born in the camp, nursed in the arms of the legions, and by themselves named Caligula, a military name from the boots which of the same fashion with their own, in compliment to them, and to win their affections, he frequently wore. But nothing so effectually subdued them as their own envy towards the inhabitants of Treves: hence they all besought, all adjured, that she would return to themselves, and with themselves remain: thus some stopped Agrippina; but the main body returned with their entreaties to Germanicus, who, as he was yet in the transports of grief and anger, addressed himself on this wise to the surrounding crowd.
These groans and tears, along with this scene of despair, looked more like a city that had been attacked and destroyed than a Roman camp, like that of Germanicus Caesar, who was victorious and thriving. This caught the soldiers' attention and curiosity. Leaving their tents, they shouted, "Where are these sorrowful cries coming from? What’s so tragic? So many ladies of noble birth, traveling in such a desperate state; not a Centurion to look after them; not a soldier to protect them; and among them, the General's wife, without any sign of her royal status; stripped of her usual entourage; fleeing from the Roman legions and going, like a refugee, to Treves, seeking shelter with foreigners." This filled them with shame and compassion, bringing to mind her noble family and her own virtues; her brave father Agrippa; her powerful grandfather Augustus; her friendly father-in-law Drusus; and herself, known for being a devoted mother and remarkably chaste. They also thought of her young son, born in the camp, nurtured in the arms of the soldiers, who they named Caligula, a military nickname from the boots similar to their own, which he often wore to win their favor. However, nothing inspired them more than their envy towards the citizens of Treves. So, they all pleaded and begged her to come back to them and stay with them. While some held Agrippina back, the rest returned to Germanicus with their pleas. Still overcome with grief and anger, he addressed the gathered crowd in this way.
"To me neither is my wife or son dearer than my father and the Commonwealth. But him doubtless the majesty of his name will defend; and there are other armies, loyal armies, to defend the Roman State. As to my wife and children, whom for your glory I could freely sacrifice, I now remove them from your rage; that by my blood alone may be expiated whatever further mischief your fury meditates; and that the murder of the great grandson of Augustus, the murder of the daughter-in-law of Tiberius, may not be added to mine, nor to the blackness of your past guilt. For, during these days of frenzy what has been too horrid for you to commit? What so sacred that you have not violated? To this audience what name shall I give? Can I call you soldiers? you who have beset with arms the son of your Emperor, confined him in your trenches, and held him in a siege? Roman citizens can I call you? you who have trampled upon the supreme authority of the Roman Senate? Laws religiously observed by common enemies, you have profaned; violated the sacred privileges, and persons of Ambassadors; broken the laws of nations. The deified Julius Caesar quelled a sedition in his army by a single word: he called all who refused to follow him, townsmen. The deified Augustus, when, after the battle of Actium, the legions who won it lapsed into mutiny, terrified them into submission by the dignity of his presence and an awful look. These, it is true, are mighty and immortal names, whom I dare not emulate; but, as I am their descendant, and inherit their blood, should the armies in Syria and Spain reject my orders, and contemn my authority, I should think their behaviour strange and base: are not the present legions under stronger ties than those in Syria and Spain? You are the first and the twentieth legions; the former enrolled by Tiberius himself; the other his constant companions in so many battles, his partners in so many victories, and by him enriched with so many bounties! Is this the worthy return you make your Emperor, and late Commander, for the distinction he has shown you, for the favour he has done you, and for his liberalities towards you? And shall I be the author of such tidings to him; such heavy tidings in the midst of congratulations and happy accounts from every province in the Empire? Must it be my sad task to acquaint him that his own new levies, as well as his own veterans who long fought under him; these not appeased by their discharge, and neither of them satiated with the money given them, are both still combined in a furious mutiny? must I tell him that here and only here the Centurions are butchered, the Tribunes driven away, the Ambassadors imprisoned; that with blood the camp is stained, and the rivers flow with blood; and that for me his son, I hold a precarious life at the mercy of men, who owe me duty, and practise enmity?
"To me, neither my wife nor my son is more precious than my father and the Commonwealth. But he will surely be protected by the greatness of his name; and there are other loyal armies to defend the Roman State. As for my wife and children, whom I could willingly sacrifice for your glory, I now remove them from your wrath, so that by my blood alone, whatever further harm your anger plans can be atoned for; and so that the murder of Augustus's great-grandson and the murder of Tiberius's daughter-in-law may not be added to mine, nor to the horror of your past guilt. During these days of madness, what hasn't been too terrible for you to do? What is so sacred that you haven't violated? To this audience, what should I call you? Can I call you soldiers? You who have surrounded the son of your Emperor with arms, confined him in your trenches, and besieged him? Can I call you Roman citizens? You who have stomped on the supreme authority of the Roman Senate? You have profaned laws that even common enemies observe; violated the sacred privileges and persons of Ambassadors; broken the laws of nations. The deified Julius Caesar quelled a rebellion in his army with a single word: he called those who refused to follow him townsmen. The deified Augustus, when the victorious legions after the battle of Actium fell into mutiny, frightened them into submission with his dignified presence and fearsome gaze. These are indeed mighty and immortal names that I would not dare imitate; but since I am their descendant and share their blood, if the armies in Syria and Spain were to reject my orders and disrespect my authority, I would find their behavior odd and shameful: aren't the current legions bound by stronger ties than those in Syria and Spain? You are the first and twentieth legions; the former was enrolled by Tiberius himself; the latter has been his constant companions in countless battles, sharing in many victories, and enriched by him with numerous rewards! Is this the gratitude you show your Emperor and recent Commander for the honor he has given you, for the kindness he has shown you, and for his generosity towards you? And will I be the one to bring him such sad news; such heavy news amid the congratulations and joyful reports from every province in the Empire? Must I be the one to tell him that his own new recruits, as well as his veterans who have long fought for him; these not satisfied with their discharge, and neither of them content with the money given to them, are both still united in a violent mutiny? Must I tell him that here, and only here, the Centurions are slaughtered, the Tribunes pushed away, the Ambassadors imprisoned; that the camp is stained with blood, and the rivers flow with blood; and that for me, his son, I hold a fragile life at the mercy of men who owe me loyalty but practice hostility?"
"Why did you the other day, oh unseasonable and too officious friends! why did you leave me at their mercy by snatching from me my sword, when with it I would have put myself out of their power? He who offered me his own sword showed greater kindness, and was more my friend. I would then have fallen happy; happy that my death would have hid from mine eyes so many horrible crimes since committed by my own army; and for you, you would have chosen another general, such a general, no doubt, as would have left my death unpunished, but still one who would have sought vengeance for that of Varus and the three legions; for the Gods are too just to permit that ever the Belgians, however generously they offer their service, shall reap the credit and renown of retrieving the glory of the Roman name, and of reducing in behalf of Rome the German nations her foes. Filled with this passion for the glory of Rome, I here invoke thy spirit now with the Gods, oh deified Augustus; and thy image interwoven in the ensigns, and thy memory, oh deceased father. Let thy revered spirit, oh Augustus, let thy loved image and memory, oh Drusus, still dear to these legions, vindicate them from this guilty stain, this foul infamy of leaving to foreigners the honour of defending and avenging the Roman State. They are Romans; they already feel the remorses of shame; they are already stimulated with a sense of honour: improve, oh improve this generous disposition in them; that thus inspired they may turn the whole tide of their civil rage to the destruction of their common enemy. And for you, my fellow-soldiers, in whom I behold all the marks of compunction, other countenances, and minds happily changed; if you mean to restore to the Senate its ambassadors; to your Emperor your sworn obedience; to me, your general, my wife and son; be it the first instance of your duty, to fly the contagious company of incendiaries, to separate the sober from the seditious: this will be a faithful sign of remorse, this a firm pledge of fidelity."
"Why did you, the other day, oh thoughtless and overly eager friends, leave me at their mercy by taking my sword when it could have saved me? The one who offered me his own sword showed more kindness and was truly my friend. I would have died happy, happy that my death would have spared me from seeing so many horrible crimes committed by my own army since then; and for you, you would have chosen another general, one who would, without a doubt, allow my death to go unpunished, but still someone who would seek vengeance for Varus and the three legions. The gods are too just to allow the Belgians, no matter how generously they offer their service, to gain the credit and honor of restoring the glory of Rome and subduing the German nations, her enemies. Filled with this passion for the glory of Rome, I now call upon your spirit with the gods, oh deified Augustus; and your image woven into the standards, and your memory, oh deceased father. Let your revered spirit, oh Augustus, let your cherished image and memory, oh Drusus, still beloved by these legions, clear them of this guilty stain, this vile dishonor of leaving the responsibility of defending and avenging the Roman State to foreigners. They are Romans; they already feel the shame of their actions; they are already stirred by a sense of honor: improve, oh improve this noble disposition in them; that inspired, they may turn their civil anger against their common enemy. And for you, my fellow soldiers, in whom I see all the signs of regret, different faces, and minds that have thankfully changed; if you intend to restore the Senate its envoys; to your Emperor your loyalty; to me, your general, my wife and son; let it be your first act of duty to flee the toxic company of troublemakers, to separate the level-headed from the rebellious: this will be a true sign of remorse, and a strong pledge of loyalty."
These words softened them into supplicants: they confessed that all his reproaches were true; they besought him to punish the guilty and malicious, to pardon the weak and misled, and to lead them against the enemy; to recall his wife, to bring back his son, nor to suffer the fosterling of the legions to be given in hostage to the Gauls. Against the recalling of Agrippina he alleged the advance of winter, and her approaching delivery; but said, that his son should return, and that to themselves he left to execute what remained further to be executed. Instantly, with changed resentments, they ran, and seizing the most seditious, dragged them in bonds to Caius Cretonius, commander of the first legion, who judged and punished them in this manner. The legions, with their swords drawn, surrounded the tribunal; from thence the prisoner was by a Tribune exposed to their view, and if they proclaimed him guilty, cast headlong down, and executed even by his fellow-soldiers, who rejoiced in the execution, because by it they thought their own guilt to be expiated: nor did Germanicus restrain them, since on themselves remained the cruelty and reproach of the slaughter committed without any order of his. The veterans followed the same example of vengeance, and were soon after ordered into Rhetia, in appearance to defend that province against the invading Suevians; in reality, to remove them from a camp still horrible to their sight, as well in the remedy and punishment, as from the memory of their crime. Germanicus next passed a scrutiny upon the conduct and characters of the Centurions: before him they were cited singly; and each gave an account of his name, his company, country, the length of his service, exploits in war, and military presents, if with any he had been distinguished: if the Tribunes or his legion bore testimony of his diligence and integrity, he kept his post; upon concurring complaint of his avarice or cruelty, he was degraded.
These words turned them into beggars: they admitted that all his accusations were true; they pleaded with him to punish the guilty and malicious, to forgive the weak and misguided, and to lead them against the enemy; to bring back his wife, to return his son, and not to allow the foster child of the legions to be given as a hostage to the Gauls. He cited the arrival of winter and her impending childbirth as reasons not to recall Agrippina; however, he promised that his son would return and left it up to them to carry out whatever further actions needed to be taken. Immediately, with changed feelings, they ran and captured the most rebellious individuals, dragging them in chains to Caius Cretonius, the commander of the first legion, who judged and punished them in this way. The legions, with their swords drawn, surrounded the tribunal; from there, the prisoner was brought before them by a Tribune, and if they declared him guilty, he was thrown down and executed even by his fellow-soldiers, who welcomed the execution because they believed it would cleanse their own guilt: nor did Germanicus stop them, as the cruelty and shame of the slaughter fell on them for acting without his orders. The veterans followed the same path of vengeance and were soon sent into Rhetia, ostensibly to defend that province against the invading Suevians; in reality, to distance them from a camp that still horrified them, both due to the remedy and punishment, as well as from the memory of their crime. Germanicus then conducted an evaluation of the conduct and character of the Centurions: they were summoned individually before him; and each provided details about his name, his company, home country, length of service, military accomplishments, and any honors he had received: if the Tribunes or his legion testified to his diligence and integrity, he kept his position; if there were multiple complaints regarding his greed or cruelty, he was demoted.
Thus were the present commotions appeased; but others as great still subsisted, from the rage and obstinacy of the fifth and twenty-first legions. They were in winter quarters sixty miles off, in a place called the Old Camp, {Footnote: Xanten.} and had first began the sedition: nor was there any wickedness so horrid, that they had not perpetrated; nay, at this time, neither terrified by the punishment, nor reclaimed by the reformation of their fellow-soldiers, they persevered in their fury. Germanicus therefore determined to give them battle, if they persisted in their revolt; and prepared vessels, arms, and troops to be sent down the Rhine.
Thus, the current unrest was calmed; however, other major issues remained due to the anger and stubbornness of the fifth and twenty-first legions. They were in winter quarters sixty miles away, in a place called the Old Camp, {Footnote: Xanten.} and had started the rebellion. There was no atrocity so horrible that they hadn’t committed. Even at this time, neither scared by the punishment nor influenced by the reformation of their fellow soldiers, they continued in their rage. Germanicus decided to confront them in battle if they continued their revolt and made preparations for ships, weapons, and troops to be sent down the Rhine.
Before the issue of the sedition in Illyricum was known at Rome, tidings of the uproar in the German legions arrived; hence the city was filled with much terror; and hence against Tiberius many complaints, "that while with feigned consultations and delays he mocked the Senate and people, once the great bodies of the estate, but now bereft of power and armies, the soldiery were in open rebellion, one too mighty and stubborn to be quelled by two princes so young in years and authority: he ought at first to have gone himself, and awed them with the majesty of imperial power, as doubtless they would have returned to duty upon the sight of their Emperor, a Prince of consummate experience, the sovereign disposer of rewards and severity. Did Augustus, even under the pressure of old age and infirmities, take so many journeys into Germany? and should Tiberius, in the vigour of his life, when the same or greater occasions called him thither, sit lazily in the Senate to watch senators and cavil at words? He had fully provided for the domestic servitude of Rome; he ought next to cure the licentiousness of the soldiers, to restrain their turbulent spirits, and reconcile them to a life of peace."
Before the news of the sedition in Illyricum reached Rome, reports of the chaos in the German legions came in; as a result, the city was filled with fear. There were many complaints against Tiberius, claiming that while he pretended to consult and delayed action, he was mocking the Senate and the people—formerly powerful bodies, now stripped of influence and armies. The soldiers were in open rebellion, a situation too strong and stubborn to be controlled by two young princes in age and authority. He should have gone himself at first and intimidated them with the weight of imperial power; surely they would have returned to duty at the sight of their Emperor, a Prince with vast experience, the one who could grant rewards and impose punishment. Did Augustus, even while dealing with old age and health issues, not undertake numerous trips to Germany? And should Tiberius, in the prime of his life, during circumstances just as pressing or more so, languish in the Senate, watching senators and nitpicking their words? He had thoroughly addressed the domestic concerns of Rome; next, he needed to rein in the unruliness of the soldiers, to control their restless spirits, and bring them back to a peaceful life.
But all these reasonings and reproaches moved not Tiberius: he was determined not to depart from the capital, the centre of power and affairs; nor to chance or peril expose his person and empire. In truth, many and contrary difficulties pressed and perplexed him: "the German army was the stronger; that of Pannonia nearer; the power of both the Gauls supported the former; the latter was at the gates of Italy. Now to which should he repair first? and would not the last visited be inflamed by being postponed? But by sending one of his sons to each, the equal treatment of both was maintained; as also the majesty of the supreme power, which from distance ever derived most reverence. Besides, the young princes would be excused, if to their father they referred such demands as were for them improper to grant; and if they disobeyed Germanicus and Drusus, his own authority remained to appease or punish them: but if once they had contemned their Emperor himself, what other resource was behind?" However, as if he had been upon the point of marching, he chose his attendance, provided his equipage, and prepared a fleet: but by various delays and pretences, sometimes that of the winter, sometimes business, he deceived for a time even the wisest men; much longer the common people, and the provinces for a great while.
But all these arguments and criticisms didn’t sway Tiberius: he was set on not leaving the capital, the center of power and decision-making; nor did he want to expose himself and his empire to chance or danger. In reality, he faced many conflicting challenges that troubled him: "the German army was stronger; the Pannonians were closer; the power of both Gauls supported the former; the latter was at the gates of Italy. Which one should he address first? Would the last one he visited be angered by the delay? However, by sending one of his sons to each, he maintained equal treatment of both sides; this also preserved the dignity of supreme power, which is always revered more from a distance. Moreover, the young princes could excuse themselves if they referred demands that were inappropriate for them to grant back to their father; and if they disobeyed Germanicus and Drusus, he still had the authority to calm or punish them: but if they once disrespected the Emperor himself, what other options would he have?" Yet, as if he were on the verge of marching, he selected his attendants, arranged his gear, and prepared a fleet: but through various delays and excuses, sometimes citing winter, sometimes other business, he managed to deceive even the wisest men for a time; for much longer, he fooled the common people and the provinces for quite a while.
Germanicus had already drawn together his army, and was prepared to take vengeance on the seditious: but judging it proper to allow space for trial, whether they would follow the late example, and consulting their own safety do justice upon one another, he sent letters to Caecina, "that he himself approached, with a powerful force; and if they prevented him not, by executing the guilty, he would put all indifferently to the slaughter." These letters Caecina privately read to the principal officers, and such of the camp as the sedition had not tainted; besought them "to redeem themselves from death, and all from infamy; urged that in peace alone reason was heard and merit distinguished; but in the rage of war the blind steel spared the innocent no more than the guilty." The officers, having tried those they believed for their purpose, and found the majority still to persevere in their duty, did, in concurrence with the General, settle the time for falling with the sword upon the most notoriously guilty and turbulent. Upon a particular signal given they rushed into their tents and butchered them, void as they were of all apprehension; nor did any but the centurions and executioners know whence the massacre began, or where it would end.
Germanicus had already gathered his army and was ready to punish the rebels. However, thinking it wise to give them a chance to prove themselves by dealing with their own traitors, he sent letters to Caecina, stating that he was approaching with a strong force. He warned that if they did not take action against the guilty, he would make no distinction and kill everyone. Caecina read these letters privately to the key officers and those in the camp who had not been influenced by the rebellion. He urged them to save themselves from death and everyone from disgrace, arguing that only in peace could reason and merit be recognized, while in the chaos of war, innocent and guilty alike were equally at risk. The officers, having singled out those they deemed most dangerous and found that many still remained loyal, worked with the General to decide when to strike against the most notorious offenders. At a specific signal, they rushed into their tents and slaughtered them, caught completely off guard; only the centurions and executioners knew who had initiated the massacre or how far it would go.
This had a different face from all the civil slaughters that ever happened: it was a slaughter not of enemies upon enemies, nor from different and opposite camps, nor in a day of battle; but of comrades upon comrades, in the same tents where they ate together by day, where they slept together by night. From this state of intimacy they flew into mortal enmity, and friends launched their darts at friends: wounds, outcries, and blood were open to view; but the cause remained hid: wild chance governed the rest, and several innocents were slain. For the criminals, when they found against whom all this fury was bent, had also betaken themselves to their arms; neither did Caecina, nor any of the Tribunes, intervene to stay the rage; so that the soldiers had full permission to vengeance, and a licentious satiety of killing. Germanicus soon after entered the camp now full of blood and carcasses, and lamenting with many tears that "this was not a remedy, but cruelty and desolation," commanded the bodies to be burnt. Their minds, still tempestuous and bloody, were transported with sudden eagerness to attack the foe, as the best expiation of their tragical fury: nor otherwise, they thought, could the ghosts of their butchered brethren be appeased, than by receiving in their own profane breasts a chastisement of honourable wounds. Germanicus fell in with the ardour of the soldiers, and laying a bridge upon the Rhine, marched over twelve thousand legionary soldiers, twenty-six cohorts of the allies, and eight regiments of horse; men all untainted in the late sedition.
This was different from all the civil violence that ever happened: it was a massacre not of enemies fighting each other, nor from opposing sides, nor in the midst of battle; but of comrades turning on each other, in the same tents where they shared meals during the day and slept together at night. Rising from this closeness, they erupted into deadly hatred, and friends attacked friends: wounds, cries, and blood were all around; yet the reason behind it remained hidden: wild chance dictated the rest, and many innocent people were killed. The wrongdoers, when they realized who the targets of their fury were, also grabbed their weapons; neither Caecina nor any of the Tribunes stepped in to stop the violence, giving the soldiers full license for revenge, leading to a reckless spree of killing. Soon after, Germanicus entered the camp, now stained with blood and corpses, weeping and lamenting that “this was not a remedy, but cruelty and destruction," and ordered the bodies to be burned. Their minds, still agitated and bloodthirsty, were suddenly eager to attack the enemy, believing it was the best way to atone for their tragic rage: they thought the spirits of their slain comrades could only be appeased by suffering honorable wounds themselves. Germanicus shared in the soldiers' fervor, and by laying a bridge over the Rhine, he marched twelve thousand legionary soldiers, twenty-six cohorts of allies, and eight regiments of cavalry across; all of them untouched by the recent uprising.
The Germans rejoiced, not far off, at this vacation of war, occasioned first by the death of Augustus, and afterwards by intestine tumults in the camp; but the Romans by a hasty march passed through the Caesian woods, and levelling the barrier formerly begun by Tiberius, upon it pitched their camp. In the front and rear they were defended by a palisade; on each side by a barricade of the trunks of trees felled. From thence, beginning to traverse gloomy forests, they stopped to consult which of two ways they should choose, the short and frequented, or the longest and least known, and therefore unsuspected by the foe: the longest way was chosen; but in everything else despatch was observed; for by the scouts intelligence was brought that the Germans did, that night, celebrate a festival with great mirth and revelling. Hence Caecina was commanded to advance with the cohorts without their baggage, and to clear a passage through the forest: at a moderate distance followed the legions; the clearness of the night facilitated the march, and they arrived at the villages of the Marsians, which with guards they presently invested. The Germans were even yet under the effects of their debauch, scattered here and there, some in bed, some lying by their tables; no watch placed, no apprehension of an enemy. So utterly had their false security banished all order and care; and they were under no dread of war, without enjoying peace, other than the deceitful and lethargic peace of drunkards.
The Germans celebrated nearby the break from war, first due to Augustus's death and then because of internal conflicts in the camp. Meanwhile, the Romans quickly marched through the Caesian woods and set up their camp after leveling the barrier that Tiberius had previously started. They were protected in the front and back by a palisade and on each side by a barricade made from cut tree trunks. From there, as they began to navigate through dark forests, they paused to decide between two paths: the shorter, well-traveled one or the longer, lesser-known route that would be less expected by the enemy. They opted for the longer path, but they moved quickly otherwise because scouts reported that the Germans were celebrating a festival that night with much laughter and revelry. Caecina was ordered to advance with the cohorts, leaving their baggage behind, and to clear a path through the forest. The legions followed at a moderate distance; the clear night made it easier to march, and they reached the Marsian villages, which they quickly surrounded. The Germans were still feeling the effects of their partying, scattered everywhere, with some in bed and others slumped over their tables; there was no watch set, no fear of an enemy. Their false sense of security had completely wiped out any sense of order and concern. They lived in no fear of war while not truly enjoying peace, other than the deceptive and sluggish peace that comes from drunkenness.
The legions were eager for revenge; and Germanicus, to extend their ravage, divided them into four battalions. The country was wasted by fire and sword fifty miles round; nor sex nor age found mercy; places sacred and profane had the equal lot of destruction, all razed to the ground, and with them the temple of Tanfana, of all others the most celebrated amongst these nations: nor did all this execution cost the soldiers a wound, while they only slew men half asleep, disarmed, or dispersed. This slaughter roused the Bructerans, the Tubantes, and the Usipetes; and they beset the passes of the forest, through which the army was to return: an event known to Germanicus, and he marched in order of battle. The auxiliary cohorts and part of the horse led the van, followed close by the first legion; the baggage was in the middle; the twenty-first legion closed the left wing, and the fifth the right; the twentieth defended the rear; and after them marched the rest of the allies. But the enemy stirred not, till the body of the army entered the wood: they then began lightly to insult the front and wings; and at last, with their whole force, fell upon the rear. The light cohorts were already disordered by the close German bands, when Germanicus riding up to the twentieth legion, and exalting his voice, "This was the season," he cried, "to obliterate the scandal of sedition: hence they should fall resolutely on, and into sudden praise convert their late shame and offence." These words inflamed them: at one charge they broke the enemy, drove them out of the wood, and slaughtered them in the plain. In the meanwhile, the front passed the forest, and fortified the camp: the rest of the march was uninterrupted; and the soldiers, trusting to the merit of their late exploits, and forgetting at once past faults and terrors, were placed in winter quarters.
The legions were eager for revenge, so Germanicus split them into four battalions to maximize their destruction. The area around them was devastated by fire and sword for fifty miles; no one was spared, regardless of age or gender. Sacred and ordinary places met the same fate, all reduced to rubble, including the temple of Tanfana, the most renowned among these nations. Remarkably, this carnage cost the soldiers not a single wound, as they only killed people who were half-asleep, disarmed, or scattered. This massacre provoked the Bructerans, the Tubantes, and the Usipetes, who then blocked the forest paths that the army needed to take to return. Germanicus was aware of this, and he marched in battle formation. The auxiliary troops and part of the cavalry led the front, closely followed by the first legion, with the baggage in the center. The twenty-first legion secured the left flank, the fifth secured the right, and the twentieth defended the rear, with the rest of the allies following behind them. The enemy held back until the main body of the army entered the woods, at which point they began to taunt the front and sides, ultimately launching a full assault on the rear. The light troops were already disorganized by the compact German forces when Germanicus rode up to the twentieth legion, raising his voice and shouting, "This is the moment to erase the disgrace of rebellion: now is the time to charge and turn your recent shame into sudden glory!" His words fired them up: with one powerful attack, they broke the enemy, drove them out of the woods, and slaughtered them in the open field. Meanwhile, the front successfully navigated the forest and established the camp. The rest of the journey was smooth, and the soldiers, buoyed by their recent victories and forgetting past mistakes and fears, settled into their winter quarters.
The tidings of these exploits affected Tiberius with gladness and anguish: he rejoiced that the sedition was suppressed; but that Germanicus had, by discharging the veterans, by shortening the term of service to the rest, and by largesses to all, gained the hearts of the army, as well as earned high glory in war, proved to the Emperor matter of torture. To the Senate, however, he reported the detail of his feats, and upon his valour bestowed copious praises, but in words too pompous and ornamental to be believed dictated by his heart. It was with more brevity that he commended Drusus, and his address in quelling the sedition of Illyricum, but more cordially withal, and in language altogether sincere; and even to the Pannonian legions he extended all the concessions made by Germanicus to his own.
The news of these events affected Tiberius with a mix of happiness and pain: he was glad the rebellion was put down, but the fact that Germanicus won the army's loyalty by letting the veterans go, reducing the service term for others, and giving generous rewards to everyone, while also achieving great glory in battle, tormented the Emperor. To the Senate, he reported the details of these accomplishments and lavishly praised Germanicus's bravery, but his words felt too grand and embellished to be truly heartfelt. He spoke more briefly about Drusus and his role in calming the unrest in Illyricum, but did so with more warmth and sincerity. He even extended all the concessions that Germanicus had granted to his own to the Pannonian legions.
There was this year an admission of new rites, by the establishment of another College of Priests, one sacred to the deity of Augustus; as formerly Titus Tatius, to preserve the religious rites of the Sabines, had founded the fraternity of Titian Priests. To fill the society, one-and-twenty, the most considerable Romans were drawn by lot, and to them added Tiberius, Drusus, Claudius, and Germanicus. The games in honour of Augustus began then first to be embroiled by emulation among the players, and the strife of parties in their behalf. Augustus had countenanced these players and their art, in complaisance to Maecenas, who was mad in love with Bathyllus the comedian; nor to such favourite amusements of the populace had he any aversion himself; he rather judged it an acceptable courtesy to mingle with the multitude in these their popular pleasures. Different was the temper of Tiberius, different his politics: to severer manners, however, he durst not yet reduce the people, so many years indulged in licentious gaieties.
This year, new rituals were introduced with the establishment of another College of Priests dedicated to the deity Augustus; similarly, Titus Tatius had previously founded the fraternity of Titian Priests to preserve the religious rites of the Sabines. To fill this group of twenty-one, the most notable Romans were chosen by lot, including Tiberius, Drusus, Claudius, and Germanicus. The games in honor of Augustus soon became contentious, fueled by competition among the performers and rivalries among their supporters. Augustus had supported these performers and their art to please Maecenas, who was infatuated with the comedian Bathyllus; he personally had no aversion to such popular entertainments and believed it was a kind gesture to join the masses in their favorite pastimes. Tiberius, however, had a different temperament and different political views: he couldn’t yet impose a stricter demeanor on the people, who had indulged in their carefree pleasures for so many years.
In the consulship of Drusus Caesar and Caius Norbanus, a triumph was decreed to Germanicus, while the war still subsisted. He was preparing with all diligence to prosecute it the following summer; but began much sooner by a sudden irruption early in the spring into the territories of the Cattans: an anticipation of the campaign, which proceeded from the hopes given him of dissension amongst the enemy, caused by the opposite parties of Arminius and Segestes; two men signally known to the Romans upon different accounts; the last for his firm faith, the first for faith violated. Arminius was the incendiary of Germany; but by Segestes had been given repeated warnings of an intended revolt, particularly during the festival immediately preceding the insurrection: he had even advised Varus "to secure himself and Arminius, and all the other chiefs; for that the multitude, thus bereft of their leaders, would dare to attempt nothing; and Varus have time to distinguish crimes and such as committed none." But by his own fate, and the sudden violence of Arminius, Varus fell. Segestes, though by the weight and unanimity of his nation he was forced into the war, yet remained at constant variance with Arminius: a domestic quarrel too heightened their hate, as Arminius had carried away the daughter of Segestes, already betrothed to another; and the same relations, which amongst friends prove bonds of tenderness, were fresh stimulations of wrath to an obnoxious son and an offended father.
In the consulship of Drusus Caesar and Caius Norbanus, a triumph was granted to Germanicus, even while the war was still ongoing. He was getting ready diligently to continue the fight the next summer, but he started much earlier with a sudden invasion into the lands of the Cattans early in the spring. This advance was inspired by the hope that there would be divisions among the enemy, due to the opposing factions of Arminius and Segestes—two individuals well-known to the Romans for different reasons; Segestes for his unwavering loyalty, and Arminius for his betrayal. Arminius sparked unrest in Germany, but Segestes had repeatedly warned of an impending revolt, especially during the festival right before the uprising. He even advised Varus to "protect himself, Arminius, and all the other leaders, because without their leaders, the people would not dare to act; and Varus would have the time to identify who committed which crimes." However, due to his own fate and Arminius's sudden aggression, Varus fell. Segestes, although pressured into the war by the strength and unity of his people, remained in constant conflict with Arminius. A personal feud escalated their animosity, as Arminius had taken Segestes's daughter, who was already promised to someone else; and the same ties that might create bond between friends became sources of anger for a resentful son and an offended father.
Upon these encouragements, Germanicus to the command of Caecina committed four legions, five thousand auxiliaries, and some bands of Germans, dwellers on this side the Rhine, drawn suddenly together; he led himself as many legions with double the number of allies, and erecting a fort in Mount Taunus, {Footnote: Near Homburg.} upon the old foundations of one raised by his father, rushed full march against the Cattans; having behind him left Lucius Apronius, to secure the ways from the fury of inundations: for as the roads were then dry and the rivers low, events in that climate exceeding rare, he had without check expedited his march; but against his return apprehended the violence of rains and floods. Upon the Cattans he fell with such surprise, that all the weak through sex or age were instantly taken or slaughtered: their youth, by swimming over the Adrana, {Footnote: Eder.} escaped, and attempted to force the Romans from building a bridge to follow them, but by dint of arrows and engines were repulsed; and then, having in vain tried to gain terms of peace, some submitted to Germanicus; the rest abandoned their villages and dwellings, and dispersed themselves in the woods. Mattium, {Footnote: Maden.} the capital of the nation, he burnt, ravaged all the open country, and bent his march to the Rhine; nor durst the enemy harass his rear, an usual practice of theirs, when sometimes they fly more through craft than affright. The Cheruscans indeed were addicted to assist the Cattans, but terrified from attempting it by Caecina, who moved about with his forces from place to place; and by routing the Marsians who had dared to engage him, restrained all their efforts.
Encouraged by these developments, Germanicus put four legions, five thousand auxiliary troops, and some groups of Germans from this side of the Rhine under Caecina's command. He led as many legions himself, along with double the number of allied troops, and built a fort on Mount Taunus, {Footnote: Near Homburg.} using the old foundation established by his father. He marched swiftly against the Cattans, leaving Lucius Apronius behind to secure the routes from flooding. Since the roads were dry and the rivers low at that time—an occurrence very rare in that climate—he had managed to march without obstacles; however, he anticipated severe rains and floods on his return journey. He attacked the Cattans so unexpectedly that all the vulnerable individuals—those too old or too young—were quickly captured or killed. The young people escaped by swimming across the Adrana, {Footnote: Eder.} and they tried to stop the Romans from building a bridge to pursue them, but were driven back by arrows and siege engines. After several failed attempts to negotiate peace, some surrendered to Germanicus, while the rest abandoned their homes and hid in the woods. He burned Mattium, {Footnote: Maden.} the nation's capital, devastated the surrounding countryside, and marched toward the Rhine. The enemy, who usually harassed his rear during retreats, did not dare to do so now, showing a more strategic retreat than one driven by fear. The Cheruscans were inclined to support the Cattans but were discouraged from doing so by Caecina, who moved his forces around strategically, and by his victory over the Marsians who had dared to confront him, which suppressed their efforts.
Soon after arrived deputies from Segestes, praying relief against the combination and violence of his countrymen, by whom he was held besieged; as more powerful amongst them than his was the credit of Arminius, since it was he who had advised the war. The genius this of barbarians, to judge that men are to be trusted in proportion as they are fierce, and in public commotions ever to prefer the most resolute. To the other deputies Segestes had added Segimundus, his son; but the young man faltered a while, as his own heart accused him; for that the year when Germany revolted, he, who had been by the Romans created Priest of the altar of the Ubians, rent the sacerdotal tiara and fled to the revolters: yet, encouraged by the Roman clemency, he undertook the execution of his father's orders, was himself graciously received, and then conducted with a guard to the frontiers of Gaul. Germanicus led back his army to the relief of Segestes, and was rewarded with success. He fought the besiegers, and rescued him with a great train of his relations and followers; amongst them too were ladies of illustrious rank, particularly the wife of Arminius, the same who was the daughter of Segestes: a lady more of the spirit of her husband than that of her father; a spirit so unsubdued, that from her eyes captivity forced not a tear, nor from her lips a breath in the style of a supplicant: not a motion of her hands, nor a look escaped her; but, fast across her breast she held her arms, and upon her heavy womb her eyes were immovably fixed. There were likewise carried Roman spoils taken at the slaughter of Varus and his army, and then divided as prey amongst many of those who were now prisoners: at the same time appeared Segestes, of superior stature; and from a confidence in his good understanding with the Romans, undaunted. In this manner he spoke:
Soon after, deputies from Segestes arrived, asking for help against the alliance and violence of his fellow countrymen, who had him trapped; Arminius had more influence among them, as he was the one who had suggested the war. This is the mindset of barbarians: they believe that men should be trusted based on how fierce they are, and in public unrest, they always favor the most determined. To the other deputies, Segestes added his son Segimundus; however, the young man hesitated, troubled by his own conscience. The year Germany revolted, he had been made a priest of the altar of the Ubii by the Romans, but he tore off the priestly headpiece and ran off to join the rebels. Yet, encouraged by Roman mercy, he decided to carry out his father's orders, was graciously received, and then escorted with a guard to the borders of Gaul. Germanicus returned with his army to rescue Segestes and was successful. He fought against the besiegers and freed him along with a large group of his relatives and followers; among them were women of noble status, especially Arminius's wife, who was also Segestes's daughter. She had more of her husband's spirit than her father's; her spirit was so unyielding that captivity could not draw a tear from her eyes or a plea from her lips: not a movement of her hands or a glance escaped her; she kept her arms crossed tightly over her chest, her eyes fixed unwaveringly on her heavily pregnant belly. Roman spoils taken from the massacre of Varus and his army were also displayed, divided as loot among many of the prisoners. At the same time, Segestes appeared, taller than the rest, and confidently fearless due to his good understanding with the Romans. In this manner, he spoke:
"It is not the first day this, that to the Roman People I have approved my faith and adherence: from the moment I was by the deified Augustus presented with the freedom of the city, I have continued by your interest to choose my friends, by your interest to denominate my enemies; from no hate of mine to my native country (for odious are traitors even to the party they embrace), but because the same measures were equally conducing to the benefit of the Romans and of the Germans; and I was rather for peace than war. For this reason to Varus, the then General, I applied, with an accusation against Arminius, who from me had ravished my daughter, and with you violated the faith of leagues: but growing impatient with the slowness and inactivity of Varus, and well apprised how little security was to be hoped from the laws, I pressed him to seize myself, and Arminius, and his accomplices: witness that fatal night, to me I wish it had been the last! more to be lamented than defended are the sad events which followed. I moreover cast Arminius into irons, and was myself cast into irons by his faction; and as soon as to you, Caesar, I could apply, you see I prefer old engagements to present violence, and tranquillity to combustions, with no view of my own to interest or reward, but to banish from me the imputation of perfidiousness. For the German nation, too, I would thus become a mediator, if peradventure they will choose rather to repent than be destroyed: for my son, I intreat you, have mercy upon his youth, and pardon his error; that my daughter is your prisoner by force I own: in your breast it wholly lies under which character you will treat her, whether as one by Arminius impregnated, or by me begotten." The answer of Germanicus was gracious: he promised indemnity to his children and kindred, and to himself a safe retreat in one of the old provinces; then returned with his army, and by the direction of Tiberius, received the title of Imperator. The wife of Arminius brought forth a male child, and the boy was brought up at Ravenna; his unhappy conflicts afterwards, with the contumelious insults of fortune, will be remembered in their place.
"It’s not the first time I’ve shown my loyalty and commitment to the Roman people. Ever since the deified Augustus granted me citizenship, I have relied on your interests to choose my friends and label my enemies; it’s not because I hate my homeland (because traitors are despised even by their own side), but because the same actions benefit both the Romans and the Germans. I have always preferred peace over war. For this reason, I approached Varus, the General at the time, to accuse Arminius, who had taken my daughter from me and broken our treaties with you. However, frustrated by Varus's slow response and realizing how little safety could be expected from the law, I urged him to arrest me, Arminius, and his supporters: witness that fateful night, which I wish had been my last! The unfortunate events that followed are more to be mourned than justified. I also imprisoned Arminius, and his faction imprisoned me; and when I could reach out to you, Caesar, you see I chose my old commitments over the current violence, and peace over turmoil, with no personal agenda for gain or reward, but to clear myself of the charge of treachery. I would willingly act as a mediator for the German nation too, if they would rather seek forgiveness than face destruction. As for my son, I ask you to show mercy for his youth and forgive his mistake; I acknowledge that my daughter is in your custody by force. It’s entirely up to you how you decide to treat her, whether as one impregnated by Arminius or as my own child." Germanicus responded graciously: he promised safety for his children and family, and a secure retreat for himself in one of the old provinces; then he returned with his army and, under Tiberius's orders, was given the title of Imperator. Arminius's wife gave birth to a son, who was raised in Ravenna; his unfortunate struggles later, along with the harsh blows of fate, will be noted in their own time.
The desertion of Segestes being divulged, with his gracious reception from Germanicus, affected his countrymen variously; with hope or anguish, as they were prone or averse to the war. Naturally violent was the spirit of Arminius, and now, by the captivity of his wife, by the fate of his child doomed to bondage though yet unborn, enraged even to distraction: he flew about amongst the Cheruscans, calling them to arms; to arm against Segestes, to arm against Germanicus. Invectives followed his fury; "A blessed father this Segestes," he cried! "a mighty general this Germanicus! invincible warriors these Romans! so many troops have made prisoner of a woman. It is not thus that I conquer; before me three legions fell, and three lieutenant-generals. Open and honourable is my method of war, nor waged with big-bellied women, but against men and arms; and treason is none of my weapons. Still to be seen are the Roman standards in the German groves, there by me hung up and devoted to our country Gods. Let Segestes live a slave in a conquered province; let him to his son recover a foreign priesthood: with the German nations he can never obliterate his reproach, that through him they have seen between the Elbe and Rhine rods and axes, and the Roman toga. To other nations who know not the Roman domination, executions and tributes are also unknown; evils which we too have cast off, in spite of that Augustus now dead and enrolled with the Deities; in spite too of Tiberius, his chosen successor: let us not after this dread a mutinous army, and a boy without experience, their commander; but if you love your country, your kindred, your ancient liberty and laws, better than tyrants and new colonies, let Arminius rather lead you to liberty and glory, than the wicked Segestes to the infamy of bondage."
The news of Segestes' defection, along with his warm welcome from Germanicus, affected his fellow countrymen in different ways, bringing either hope or despair, depending on their views about the war. Arminius, whose spirit was naturally fierce, was driven to madness by the capture of his wife and the fate of his unborn child destined for slavery. He rushed among the Cheruscans, urging them to take up arms—against Segestes, against Germanicus. His outrage led to harsh words: "What a good father this Segestes is!" he shouted. "What a great general this Germanicus! Look at these Roman warriors—capturing a woman! That's not how I achieve victory; I defeated three legions and three lieutenant generals. My way of fighting is open and honorable, not against defenseless women, but against men and weapons; and I don’t rely on treason. The Roman standards still hang in the German woods, dedicated to our gods. Let Segestes stay a slave in a conquered land; let him recover a foreign priesthood for his son. He can never erase the shame that through him, the German people have seen foreign authority and insignia between the Elbe and the Rhine. For other nations that don’t know Roman rule, executions and tributes are foreign concepts; evils we have also cast off, despite Augustus now dead and deified, and despite Tiberius, his chosen successor. Let us not fear a rebellious army led by an inexperienced boy; but if you care for your country, your families, your long-standing freedom and laws more than for tyrants and new colonies, let Arminius lead you to freedom and glory instead of the treacherous Segestes leading you to shame and slavery."
By these stimulations, not the Cheruscans only were roused, but all the neighbouring nations; and into the confederacy was drawn Inguiomerus, paternal uncle to Arminius, a man long since in high credit with the Romans: hence a new source of fear to Germanicus, who, to avoid the shock of their whole forces, and to divert the enemy, sent Caecina with forty Roman cohorts to the river Amisia, {Footnote: Ems.} through the territories of the Bructerans. Pedo the Prefect led the cavalry by the confines of the Frisians: he himself, on the lake, {Footnote: The Zuyder Zee.} embarked four legions; and upon the bank of the said river the whole body met, foot, horse, and fleet. The Chaucians, upon offering their assistance, were taken into the service; but the Bructerans, setting fire to their effects and dwellings, were routed by Stertinius, by Germanicus despatched against them with a band lightly armed. As this party were engaged between slaughter and plunder, he found the Eagle of the nineteenth legion lost in the overthrow of Varus. The army marched next to the farthest borders of the Bructerans, and the whole country between the rivers Amisia and Luppia {Footnote: Lippe.} was laid waste. Not far hence lay the forest of Teutoburgium, and in it the bones of Varus and the legions, by report still unburied.
By these actions, not only the Cheruscans were stirred up, but all the neighboring nations as well; and Inguiomerus, Arminius's paternal uncle and a respected figure among the Romans, was drawn into the alliance. This created a new source of concern for Germanicus, who, to avoid facing their full strength and to distract the enemy, sent Caecina with forty Roman cohorts to the Amisia River, {Footnote: Ems.} traveling through Bructeran territory. Prefect Pedo led the cavalry along the borders of the Frisians. Germanicus himself brought four legions onto the lake, {Footnote: The Zuyder Zee.} and the entire force—infantry, cavalry, and navy—met on the banks of that river. The Chaucians, upon offering their help, were incorporated into the army; however, the Bructerans, after setting fire to their possessions and homes, were defeated by Stertinius, who had been sent by Germanicus with a lightly armed group. As this unit engaged in battle between killing and looting, he discovered the Eagle of the nineteenth legion, lost during the defeat of Varus. The army then moved to the farthest borders of the Bructerans, and the entire area between the Amisia and Luppia rivers {Footnote: Lippe.} was ravaged. Not far from there lay the Teutoburg forest, where the remains of Varus and his legions were reportedly still unburied.
Hence Germanicus became inspired with a tender passion to pay the last offices to the legions and their leader; the like tenderness also affected the whole army. They were moved with compassion, some for the fate of their friends, others for that of their relations here tragically slain; they were struck with the doleful casualties of war, and the sad lot of humanity. Caecina was sent before to examine the gloomy recesses of the forest; to lay bridges over the pools; and upon the deceitful marshes, causeways. The army entered the doleful solitude, hideous to sight, hideous to memory. First they saw the camp of Varus, wide in circumference; and the three distinct spaces, allotted to the different Eagles, showed the number of the legions. Further, they beheld the ruinous entrenchment, and the ditch nigh choked up: in it the remains of the army were supposed to have made their last effort, and in it to have found their graves. In the open fields lay their bones all bleached and bare, some separate, some on heaps; just as they had happened to fall, flying for their lives, or resisting unto death. Here were scattered the limbs of horses, there pieces of broken javelins; and the trunks of trees bore the skulls of men. In the adjacent groves were the savage altars; where, of the tribunes and principal centurions, the barbarians had made a horrible immolation. Those who survived the slaughter, having escaped from captivity and the sword, related the sad particulars to the rest: "Here the commanders of the legions were slain; there we lost the Eagles; here Varus had his first wound; there he gave himself another, and perished by his own unhappy hand. In that place, too, stood the tribunal whence Arminius harangued; in this quarter, for the execution of his captives, he erected so many gibbets; in that such a number of funeral trenches were digged; and with these circumstances of pride and despite he insulted the ensigns and Eagles."
Germanicus was filled with a deep desire to honor the legions and their leader; this same feeling affected the entire army. They were touched with compassion—some for the fate of their friends, others for their relatives who had tragically been killed here. They were struck by the heartbreaking realities of war and the unfortunate state of humanity. Caecina was sent ahead to explore the dark areas of the forest, to build bridges over the pools, and to create paths over the treacherous marshes. The army entered the sorrowful wilderness, which was both ugly to see and difficult to remember. First, they saw Varus’s camp, large in size; the three different areas set aside for the distinct Eagles revealed the number of legions. Then, they noticed the dilapidated fortifications and the ditch that was almost filled in, where the remnants of the army were believed to have made their last stand and where they found their resting place. In the open fields lay their bones, all white and exposed, some scattered, some in piles; just as they had fallen, either fleeing for their lives or fighting to the death. There were dismembered horse limbs scattered about, and pieces of broken javelins; the trunks of trees held the skulls of men. In the nearby groves were the brutal altars where the barbarians had made a horrific sacrifice of the tribunes and key centurions. Those who survived the massacre, having escaped captivity and the sword, recounted the grim details to the others: “Here the legions’ commanders were killed; there we lost the Eagles; here Varus received his first wound; there he inflicted another upon himself and died by his own hand. In that spot stood the platform where Arminius gave his speech; in this area, he had numerous gallows erected for his captives; and in that place, many graves were dug. With these acts of pride and contempt, he mocked the standards and Eagles.”
Thus the Roman army buried the bones of the three legions, six years after the slaughter: nor could any one distinguish whether he gathered the particular remains of a stranger, or those of a kinsman; but all considered the whole as their friends, the whole as their relations; with heightened resentments against the foe, at once sad and revengeful. In this pious office, so acceptable to the dead, Germanicus was a partner in the woe of the living; and upon the common tomb laid the first sod: a proceeding not liked by Tiberius; whether it were that upon every action of Germanicus he put a perverse meaning, or believed that the affecting spectacle of the unburied slain would sink the spirit of the army, and heighten their terror of the enemy; as also that "a general vested, as Augur, with the intendency of religious rites, became defiled by touching the solemnities of the dead."
Thus, the Roman army buried the bones of the three legions six years after the massacre. No one could tell whether they were gathering the remains of a stranger or those of a relative, but everyone regarded all the remains as their friends, all as their family, with increased anger toward the enemy—both sorrowful and vengeful. In this honorable act, which was so appreciated by the dead, Germanicus shared in the grief of the living and laid the first sod on the common grave. Tiberius didn’t approve of this; whether it was because he interpreted all of Germanicus's actions negatively or he thought the emotional scene of the unburied dead would lower the army's morale and increase their fear of the enemy. He also believed that a general, acting as an Augur and responsible for religious ceremonies, would be tainted by handling the rites of the dead.
Arminius, retiring into desert and pathless places, was pursued by Germanicus; who, as soon as he reached him, commanded the horse to advance, and dislodge the enemy from the post they had possessed. Arminius, having directed his men to keep close together, and draw near to the woods, wheeled suddenly about, and to those whom he had hid in the forest gave the signal to rush out: the Roman horse, now engaged by a new army, became disordered, and to their relief some cohorts were sent, but likewise broken by the press of those that fled; and great was the consternation so many ways increased. The enemy too were already pushing them into the morass, a place well known to the pursuers, as to the unapprised Romans it had proved pernicious, had not Germanicus drawn out the legions in order of battle. Hence the enemy became terrified, our men reassured, and both retired with equal loss and advantage. Germanicus presently after returning with the army to the river Amisia, reconducted the legions, as he had brought them, in the fleet: part of the horse were ordered to march along the sea-shore to the Rhine. Caecina, who led his own men, was warned, that though he was to return through unknown roads, yet he should with all speed pass the causeway called the long bridges: it is a narrow track this, between vast marshes, and formerly raised by Lucius Domitius. The marshes themselves are of an uncertain soil, here full of mud, there of heavy sticking clay, or traversed with various currents. Round about are woods which rise gently from the plain, and were already filled with soldiers by Arminius; who, by shorter ways and a running march, had arrived there before our men, who were loaded with arms and baggage. Caecina, who was perplexed how at once to repair the causeway decayed by time, and to repulse the foe, resolved at last to encamp in the place, that whilst some were employed in the work, others might maintain the fight.
Arminius retreated into remote and uncharted areas while being pursued by Germanicus. As soon as Germanicus caught up with him, he ordered the cavalry to move forward and dislodge the enemy from their position. Arminius instructed his men to stay close together and move toward the woods, then suddenly turned around and signaled those he had hidden in the forest to charge out. The Roman cavalry, now engaged by this new force, became disorganized, and though some cohorts were sent to assist them, they too were thrown into chaos by the fleeing soldiers. Panic spread in multiple directions. The enemy was already pushing them toward a marsh, a place that was familiar to the pursuers but had proven dangerous for the unaware Romans, had it not been for Germanicus drawing out the legions in a battle formation. As a result, the enemy was frightened, our soldiers were reassured, and both sides retreated with equal losses and gains. Germanicus soon returned with the army to the river Amisia and transported the legions back by fleet as he had brought them. Part of the cavalry was directed to march along the seashore to the Rhine. Caecina, who was leading his soldiers, was cautioned that even though he was taking unfamiliar routes, he needed to quickly cross the causeway known as the long bridges. This path is narrow, situated between vast marshes, and was previously built by Lucius Domitius. The marshes themselves consist of unpredictable soil, sometimes muddy, sometimes heavy clay, or filled with various currents. Surrounding the area are woods that gently rise above the plain and were already filled with soldiers loyal to Arminius, who had reached there before our troops due to quicker paths and a fast march. Caecina, confused about how to quickly repair the aged causeway while also fending off the enemy, ultimately decided to set up camp there so that while some worked on the repairs, others could defend them.
The Barbarians strove violently to break our station, and to fall upon the entrenchers: they harassed our men, assaulted the works, changed their attacks, and pushed everywhere. With the shouts of the assailants, the cries of the workmen were confusedly mixed; and all things equally combined to distress the Romans: the place deep with ooze sinking under those who stood, slippery to such as advanced; their armour heavy; the waters deep, nor could they in them launch their javelins. The Cheruscans, on the contrary, were inured to encounters in the bogs; their persons tall, their spears long, such as could wound at a distance. At last the legions, already yielding, were by night redeemed from an unequal combat; but night interrupted not the activity of the Germans, become by success indefatigable. Without refreshing themselves with sleep, they diverted all the courses of the springs which rise in the neighbouring mountains, and turned them into the plains: thus the Roman camp was flooded, the work, as far as they had carried it, overturned, and the labour of the poor soldiers renewed and doubled. To Caecina this year proved the fortieth of his sustaining as officer or soldier the functions of arms; a man in all the vicissitudes of war, prosperous or disastrous, well experienced and thence undaunted. Weighing, therefore, with himself all probable events and expedients, he could devise no other than that of restraining the enemy to the woods, till he had sent forward the wounded men and baggage; for, from the mountains to the marshes there stretched a plain fit only to hold a little army: to this purpose the legions were thus appointed; the fifth had the right wing, and the one-and-twentieth the left; the first led the van; the twentieth defended the rear.
The Barbarians aggressively tried to break our position and attack the soldiers digging in: they harassed our troops, assaulted the fortifications, changed their tactics, and pushed from all sides. The shouts of the attackers were mixed with the cries of the workers, causing confusion for the Romans: the ground was muddy and sinking beneath those who stood, slippery for those who tried to advance; their armor was heavy, and the waters were deep, making it impossible for them to throw their javelins. The Cheruscans, on the other hand, were used to fighting in marshy terrain; they were tall, and their long spears could strike from a distance. Eventually, the legions, already giving way, were rescued from an unfair fight at night; but the darkness didn't lessen the Germans' energy, who became tireless from their success. Without resting, they redirected all the springs that rose in the nearby mountains into the fields: this flooded the Roman camp, overturned the work they had done so far, and doubled the effort required from the weary soldiers. This year marked the fortieth for Caecina in his role as an officer or soldier; he was experienced in both the ups and downs of war and remained undaunted. Considering all possible outcomes and strategies, he could find no other option than to confine the enemy to the woods until he could send the wounded and supplies forward; for from the mountains to the marshes lay a plain only suitable for a small army: for this reason, the legions were organized as follows; the fifth was on the right wing, the twenty-first on the left; the first led the front; the twentieth protected the rear.
A restless night it was to both armies, but in different ways; the Barbarians feasted and caroused, and with songs of triumph, or with horrid and threatening cries, filled all the plain and echoing woods. Amongst the Romans were feeble fires, sad silence, or broken words; they leaned drooping here and there against the pales, or wandered disconsolately about the tents, like men without sleep, but not quite awake. A frightful dream too terrified the General; he thought he heard and saw Quinctilius Varus, rising out of the marsh all besmeared with blood, stretching forth his hand, and calling upon him; but that he rejected the call and pushed him away. At break of day, the legions posted on the wings, through contumacy or affright, deserted their stations, and took sudden possession of a field beyond the bogs. Neither did Arminius fall straight upon them, however open they lay to his assault; but, when he perceived the baggage set fast in mire and ditches, the soldiers above it disorderly and embarrassed, the ranks and ensigns in confusion, and, as usual in a time of distress, every one in haste to save himself, but slow to obey his officer, he then commanded his Germans to break in, "Behold," he vehemently cried; "behold again Varus and his legions subdued by the same fate." Thus he cried, and instantly with a select body broke quite through our forces, and chiefly against the horse directed his havoc; so that the ground becoming slippery by their blood and the slime of the marsh, their feet flew from them, and they cast their riders; then galloping and stumbling amongst the ranks, they overthrew all they met, and trod to death all they overthrew. The greatest difficulty was to maintain the Eagles; a storm of darts made it impossible to advance them, and the rotten ground impossible to fix them. Caecina, while he sustained the fight, had his horse shot, and having fallen was nigh taken; but the first legion saved him. Our relief came from the greediness of the enemy, who ceased slaying to seize the spoil: hence the legions had respite to struggle into the fair field and firm ground. Nor was here an end of their miseries: a palisade was to be raised, an entrenchment digged; their instruments too for throwing up and carrying earth, and their tools for cutting turf, were almost all lost; no tents for the soldiers; no remedies for the wounded; and their food all defiled with mire or blood. As they shared it in sadness amongst them, they lamented that mournful night, they lamented the approaching day, to so many thousand men the last.
A restless night it was for both armies, but in different ways; the Barbarians feasted and celebrated, filling the plains and echoing woods with songs of victory, or with terrifying and threatening shouts. The Romans, on the other hand, had weak fires, a sad silence, or broken conversations; they leaned wearily against the palisades or wandered aimlessly around the tents, like people who hadn't slept but weren't fully awake. The General was also shaken by a horrifying dream; he thought he heard and saw Quinctilius Varus rising from the marsh, covered in blood, reaching out his hand, and calling out to him; but he rejected the call and pushed him away. At dawn, the legions stationed on the flanks, whether out of disobedience or fear, abandoned their positions and suddenly took over a field beyond the swamps. However, Arminius didn't launch an immediate attack, despite the vulnerability of the Romans; instead, when he noticed their supplies bogged down in the mud and ditches, the soldiers above them disorganized and flustered, the ranks and standards in disarray, and, as usual in times of crisis, everyone eager to save themselves but slow to obey their officers, he commanded his Germans to charge in, "Look," he shouted fiercely; "look again at Varus and his legions defeated by the same fate." He cried this out, and immediately with a select group, he crashed through our forces, focusing his destruction mainly on the cavalry; as the ground became slippery with their blood and the muck of the marsh, their feet lost traction and they threw off their riders. Then, running and stumbling through the ranks, they knocked down everyone they encountered and trampled to death all they overthrew. The biggest challenge was keeping hold of the Eagles; a hail of darts made it impossible to move them forward, and the treacherous ground made it impossible to secure them. Caecina, while fighting, had his horse shot and fell, nearly getting captured, but the first legion rescued him. Our chance to regroup came from the enemy’s greed, who stopped killing to grab the spoils; this gave the legions a brief reprieve to struggle onto solid ground. But their suffering didn't end there: they had to raise a palisade, dig entrenchments; nearly all their tools for moving earth and cutting sod were lost; there were no tents for the soldiers; no medical care for the wounded; and their food was all contaminated with mud or blood. As they shared it sadly among one another, they mourned that sorrowful night, lamenting the approaching day, which for so many thousands would be their last.
It happened that a horse, which had broke his collar as he strayed about, became frightened with noise, and ran over some that were in his way: this raised such a consternation in the camp, from a persuasion that the Germans in a body had forced an entrance, that all rushed to the gates, especially to the postern, as the farthest from the foe, and safer for flight. Caecina having found the vanity of their dread, but unable to stop them, either by his authority, or by his prayers, or indeed by force, flung himself at last across the gate. This prevailed; their awe and tenderness of their General restrained them from running over his body; and the Tribunes and Centurions satisfied them the while, that it was a false alarm.
It happened that a horse, which had broken its collar while wandering around, got scared by some noise and ran over a few people in its path. This created such a panic in the camp, as everyone believed that the Germans had stormed in, that everyone rushed to the gates, especially to the postern, since it was the farthest from the enemy and a safer escape route. Caecina realized their fear was unfounded, but he couldn't stop them, whether by his authority, pleas, or even by force. He finally threw himself in front of the gate. This worked; their respect and concern for their General kept them from trampling him, and the Tribunes and Centurions reassured them that it was just a false alarm.
Then calling them together, and desiring them to hear him with silence, he reminded them of their difficulties, and how to conquer them: "That for their lives they must be indebted to their arms, but force was to be tempered with art; they must therefore keep close within their camp, till the enemy, in hopes of taking it by storm, advanced; then make a sudden sally on every side, and by this push they should break through the enemy, and reach the Rhine. But if they fled, more forests remained to be traversed, deeper marshes to be passed, and the cruelty of a pursuing foe to be sustained." He laid before them the motives and fruits of victory, public rewards and glory, with every tender domestic consideration, as well as those of military exploits and praise. Of their dangers and sufferings he said nothing. He next distributed horses, first his own, then those of the Tribunes and leaders of the legions, to the bravest soldiers impartially; that thus mounted they might begin the charge, followed by the foot.
Then he called them together and asked them to listen in silence. He reminded them of their challenges and how to overcome them: "For your survival, you must rely on your weapons, but strength needs to be balanced with strategy; so you should stay close to your camp until the enemy, thinking they can storm it, advances. Then, make a sudden attack from all sides, and this assault will help you break through the enemy and reach the Rhine. But if you run away, there are more forests to cross, deeper marshes to navigate, and the cruelty of a pursuing enemy to face." He laid out the reasons and rewards for victory—public honors and glory, along with every heartfelt consideration for home, as well as those related to military achievements and recognition. He said nothing about their dangers and suffering. He then distributed horses, starting with his own, then those of the Tribunes and leaders of the legions, to the bravest soldiers without favoritism; so that mounted, they could begin the charge, followed by the infantry.
Amongst the Germans there was not less agitation, from hopes of victory, greediness of spoil, and the opposite counsels of their leaders. Arminius proposed "to let the Romans march off, and to beset them in their march, when engaged in bogs and fastnesses." The advice of Inguiomerus was fiercer, and thence by the Barbarians more applauded: he declared "for forcing the camp, for that the victory would be quick, there would be more captives, and entire plunder." As soon, therefore, as it was light, they rushed out upon the camp, cast hurdles into the ditch, attacked and grappled the palisade. Upon it few soldiers appeared, and these seemed frozen with fear; but as the enemy was in swarms, climbing the ramparts, the signal was given to the cohorts; the cornets and trumpets sounded, and instantly, with shouts and impetuosity, they issued out and begirt the assailants. "Here are no thickets," they scornfully cried; "no bogs; but an equal field and impartial Gods." The enemy, who imagined few Romans remaining, fewer arms, and an easy conquest, were struck with the sounding trumpets, with the glittering armour; and every object of terror appeared double to them who expected none. They fell like men who, as they are void of moderation in prosperity, are also destitute of conduct in distress. Arminius forsook the fight unhurt; Inguiomerus grievously wounded; their men were slaughtered as long as day and rage lasted. In the evening the legions returned, in the same want of provisions, and with more wounds; but in victory they found all things, health, vigour, and abundance.
Among the Germans, there was a lot of excitement fueled by hopes of victory, greed for spoils, and conflicting advice from their leaders. Arminius suggested, "Let the Romans march off, and then attack them while they're struggling through swamps and difficult terrain." Inguiomerus offered a more aggressive approach, which gained applause from the Barbarians; he insisted, "We should storm their camp because a quick victory would mean more captives and complete loot." So, as soon as day broke, they charged out toward the camp, threw hurdles into the ditch, and attacked the palisade. Only a few soldiers appeared, and they seemed paralyzed with fear; but as the enemy, in large numbers, climbed the ramparts, the signal was given to the cohorts. The cornet and trumpets sounded, and immediately, with shouts and fierce determination, they burst out and surrounded the attackers. "There are no thickets here," they mocked; "no swamps; just an open field and fair Gods." The enemy, thinking there were only a few Romans left, minimal weapons, and an easy victory ahead, were taken aback by the blaring trumpets and the shining armor; everything that seemed terrifying looked even more so to those who were unprepared. They retreated like people who, lacking restraint in success, also struggled to manage in defeat. Arminius left the battle unscathed; Inguiomerus was seriously wounded; their men were slaughtered as long as the day and fury lasted. In the evening, the legions returned with the same shortage of supplies and more injuries; but in their victory, they discovered everything they needed: health, strength, and plenty.
In the meantime a report had flown, that the Roman forces were routed, and an army of Germans upon full march to invade Gaul; so that under the terror of this news there were those whose cowardice would have emboldened them to have demolished the bridge upon the Rhine, had not Agrippina restrained them from that infamous attempt. In truth, such was the undaunted spirit of the woman, that at this time she performed all the duties of a general, relieved the necessitous soldiers, upon the wounded bestowed medicines, and upon others clothes. Caius Plinius, the writer of the German wars, relates that she stood at the end of the bridge, as the legions returned, and accosted them with thanks and praises; a behaviour which sunk deep into the spirit of Tiberius: "For that all this officiousness of hers," he thought, "could not be upright; nor that it was against foreigners only she engaged the army. To the direction of the generals nothing was now left, when a woman reviewed the companies, attended the Eagles, and to the men distributed largesses: as if before she had shown but small tokens of ambitious designs, in carrying her child (the son of the General) in a soldier's coat about the camp, with the title of Caesar Caligula: already in greater credit with the army was Agrippina than the leaders of the legions, in greater than their generals; and a woman had suppressed sedition, which the authority of the Emperor was not able to restrain." These jealousies were inflamed, and more were added, by Sejanus; one who was well skilled in the temper of Tiberius, and purposely furnished him with sources of hatred, to lie hid in his heart, and be discharged with increase hereafter. Germanicus, in order to lighten the ships in which he had embarked his men, and fit their burden to the ebbs and shallows, delivered the second and fourteenth legions to Publius Vitellius, to lead them by land. Vitellius at first had an easy march on dry ground, or ground moderately overflowed by the tide, when suddenly the fury of the north wind swelling the ocean (a constant effect of the equinox) the legions were surrounded and tossed with the tide, and the land was all on flood; the sea, the shore, the fields, had the same tempestuous face; no distinction of depths from shallows; none of firm, from deceitful, footing. They were overturned by the billows, swallowed down by the eddies; and horses, baggage, and drowned men encountered each other, and floated together. The several companies were mixed at random by the waves; they waded, now breast high, now up to the chin, and as the ground failed them, they fell, some never more to rise. Their cries and mutual encouragements availed them nothing against the prevailing and inexorable waves; no difference between the coward and the brave, the wise and the foolish; none between circumspection and chance; but all were equally involved in the invincible violence of the flood. Vitellius, at length struggling on to an eminence, drew the legions thither, where they passed the cold night without fire, and destitute of every convenience; most of them naked or lamed; not less miserable than men enclosed by an enemy; for even to such remained the consolation of an honourable death; but here was destruction every way void of glory. The land returned with the day, and they marched to the river Vidrus, {Footnote: Weser.} whither Germanicus had gone with the fleet. There the two legions were again embarked, when fame had given them for drowned; nor was their escape believed till Germanicus and the army were seen to return.
In the meantime, a report spread that the Roman forces had been defeated and that an army of Germans was marching to invade Gaul. In the fear of this news, there were some whose cowardice would have encouraged them to destroy the bridge over the Rhine, had Agrippina not stopped them from that disgraceful act. In truth, the woman’s brave spirit was so strong that she took on all the duties of a general, provided for the needy soldiers, gave medicine to the wounded, and distributed clothes to others. Caius Plinius, the writer about the German wars, noted that she stood at the end of the bridge as the legions returned, thanking and praising them—a gesture that deeply affected Tiberius. He thought, "Her eagerness can't be genuine; it’s not just against foreigners that she’s engaging the army." Nothing was left to the generals when a woman reviewed the troops, attended to the Eagles, and distributed money to the men. It was as if she had previously shown only slight signs of ambition by parading her child (the son of the General) in a soldier's coat around the camp, with the title of Caesar Caligula. Already, Agrippina held more influence with the army than the leaders of the legions and even more than their generals; and a woman had quelled a rebellion that the Emperor couldn’t control. Sejanus fueled these jealousies and added more by exploiting Tiberius's temperament, purposefully providing him with hidden sources of resentment to unleash later. Germanicus, to lighten the ships carrying his men and adapt their load to the rising tides and shallow waters, entrusted the second and fourteenth legions to Publius Vitellius to lead them by land. Vitellius initially had an easy march on dry land or moderately flooded ground, when suddenly the powerful north wind swelled the ocean (a regular occurrence during the equinox), trapping the legions in rising waters, with the land completely flooded; the sea, the shore, and the fields all appeared the same in the storm; there was no distinction between depths and shallows, or firm ground and treacherous footing. They were tossed by the waves, dragged down by the currents; horses, supplies, and drowned men became entangled and floated together. The scattered companies were mixed by the waves; they waded, now breast-high, now up to their chins, and as the ground disappeared beneath them, they fell, some never to rise again. Their cries and mutual encouragements did them no good against the overwhelming and merciless waves; there was no difference between the coward and the brave, the wise and the foolish; no distinction between caution and chance; all were equally caught up in the unstoppable force of the flood. Finally, Vitellius struggled to reach higher ground, where he gathered the legions, who spent the cold night without fire and with no comforts; most were naked or injured; they were no less miserable than men trapped by an enemy, for even in such a circumstance, they could find solace in an honorable death; but here, destruction was devoid of any glory. With daybreak, they marched to the river Vidrus, {Footnote: Weser.} where Germanicus had gone with the fleet. There, the two legions were once again embarked, when word had spread that they were drowned; their escape wasn’t believed until Germanicus and the army were seen returning.
Stertinius, who in the meanwhile had been sent before to receive Sigimerus, the brother of Segestes (a prince willing to surrender himself) brought him and his son to the city of the Ubians. Both were pardoned; the father freely, the son with more difficulty, because he was said to have insulted the corpse of Varus. For the rest, Spain, Italy, and both the Gauls strove with emulation to supply the losses of the army; and offered arms, horses, money, according as each abounded. Germanicus applauded their zeal; but accepted only the horses and arms for the service of the war. With his own money he relieved the necessities of the soldiers: and to soften also by his kindness the memory of the late havoc, he visited the wounded, extolled the exploits of particulars, viewed their wounds, with hopes encouraged some, with a sense of glory animated others; and by affability and tenderness confirmed them all in devotion to himself and to his fortune in war.
Stertinius, who had been sent ahead to meet Sigimerus, the brother of Segestes (a prince willing to surrender), brought him and his son to the city of the Ubians. Both were pardoned; the father easily, and the son with more difficulty, because he was said to have insulted Varus's corpse. Meanwhile, Spain, Italy, and both Gauls competed to replace the army's losses, offering arms, horses, and money based on what each had in plenty. Germanicus praised their enthusiasm but only accepted the horses and arms for the war effort. With his own money, he helped meet the soldiers' needs, and to ease the memory of the recent disaster, he visited the wounded, praised individual achievements, examined their injuries, encouraged some with hope, and inspired others with a sense of glory. Through his kindness and approachability, he won them all over to his side and to his cause in the war.
The ornaments of triumph were this year decreed to Aulus Caecina, Lucius Apronius, and Caius Silius, for their services under Germanicus. The title of Father of his Country, so often offered by the people to Tiberius, was rejected by him; nor would he permit swearing upon his acts, though the same was voted by the Senate. Against it he urged "the instability of all mortal things, and that the higher he was raised the more slippery he stood." But for all this ostentation of a popular spirit, he acquired not the reputation of possessing it, for he had revived the law concerning violated majesty; a law which, in the days of our ancestors, had indeed the same name, but implied different arraignments and crimes, namely, those against the State; as when an army was betrayed abroad, when seditions were raised at home; in short, when the public was faithlessly administered and the majesty of the Roman People was debased: these were actions, and actions were punished, but words were free. Augustus was the first who brought libels under the penalties of this wrested law, incensed as he was by the insolence of Cassius Severus, who had in his writings wantonly defamed men and ladies of illustrious quality. Tiberius too afterwards, when Pompeius Macer, the Praetor, consulted him "whether process should be granted upon this law?" answered, "That the laws must be executed." He also was exasperated by satirical verses written by unknown authors and dispersed; exposing his cruelty, his pride, and his mind naturally alienated from his mother.
The honors for triumph this year were awarded to Aulus Caecina, Lucius Apronius, and Caius Silius for their service under Germanicus. Tiberius repeatedly rejected the title of Father of his Country, which the people offered him, and he also refused to allow swearing on his actions, despite the Senate voting in favor of it. He argued against it by saying “the instability of all mortal things, and that the higher he was raised the more slippery he stood.” However, despite this show of being in touch with the people's spirit, he did not gain a reputation for actually having it, as he revived the law about violating majesty. This law, although it shared the same name as in the days of our ancestors, had different implications, concerning crimes against the State, like betraying an army abroad or inciting seditions at home; basically, when the public was poorly governed and the dignity of the Roman People was undermined: these were actions that were punished, while words were free. Augustus was the first to apply the penalties of this twisted law to libels, outraged by the arrogance of Cassius Severus, who had shamelessly slandered prominent men and women in his writings. Tiberius also became annoyed when Pompeius Macer, the Praetor, asked him, “Should a case be brought under this law?” He responded, “The laws must be enforced.” He was further aggravated by satirical verses circulating anonymously that criticized his cruelty, vanity, and his naturally distant attitude towards his mother.
It will be worth while to relate here the pretended crimes charged upon Falanius and Rubrius, two Roman knights of small fortunes; that hence may be seen from what beginnings, and by how much dark art of Tiberius, this grievous mischief crept in; how it was again restrained; how at last it blazed out and consumed all things. To Falanius was objected by his accusers, that "amongst the adorers of Augustus, who went in fraternities from house to house, he had admitted one Cassius, a mimic and prostitute; and having sold his gardens, had likewise with them sold the statue of Augustus." The crime imputed to Rubrius was, "That he had sworn falsely by the divinity of Augustus." When these accusations were known to Tiberius, he wrote to the consuls, "That Heaven was not therefore decreed to his father, that the worship of him might be a snare to the citizens of Rome; that Cassius, the player, was wont to assist with others of his profession at the interludes consecrated by his mother to the memory of Augustus: neither did it affect religion, that his effigies, like other images of the Gods, were comprehended in the sale of houses and gardens. As to the false swearing by his name, it was to be deemed the same as if Rubrius had profaned the name of Jupiter; but to the Gods belonged the avenging of injuries done to the Gods."
It’s worth telling the story of the alleged crimes against Falanius and Rubrius, two Roman knights with limited means; this will show how the dark manipulation of Tiberius led to this serious issue, how it was ultimately controlled, and how it eventually erupted and destroyed everything. Falanius was accused by his accusers of admitting Cassius, a performer and sex worker, into the circles of Augustus’ followers, and after selling his gardens, he had also sold the statue of Augustus along with them. Rubrius faced the accusation of having falsely sworn by the divinity of Augustus. When Tiberius learned of these accusations, he wrote to the consuls, stating, "Heaven was not granted to my father so that his worship could become a trap for the citizens of Rome; Cassius, the actor, used to participate with others in performances dedicated by his mother to the memory of Augustus: it didn’t affect religion that his likeness, like other images of the Gods, was included in the sale of houses and gardens. As for the false swearing by his name, it should be considered the same as if Rubrius had disrespected the name of Jupiter; but it is the Gods who have the responsibility to avenge wrongs done to them."
Not long after, Granius Marcellus, Praetor of Bithynia, was charged with high treason by his own Quaestor, Cepio Crispinus; Romanus Hispo, the pleader, supporting the charge. This Cepio began a course of life which, through the miseries of the times and the bold wickedness of men, became afterwards famous: at first needy and obscure, but of a busy spirit, he made court to the cruelty of the Prince by occult informations; and presently, as an open accuser, grew terrible to every distinguished Roman. This procured him credit with one, hatred from all, and made a precedent to be followed by others, who from poverty became rich; from being contemned, dreadful; and in the destruction which they brought upon others, found at last their own. He accused Marcellus of "malignant words concerning Tiberius," an inevitable crime! when the accuser, collecting all the most detestable parts of the Prince's character, alleged them as the expressions of the accused; for, because they were true, they were believed to have been spoken. To this, Hispo added, "That the statue of Marcellus was by him placed higher than those of the Caesars; and that, having cut off the head of Augustus, he had in the room of it set the head of Tiberius." This enraged him so, that breaking silence, he cried, "He would himself, in this cause, give his vote explicitly and under the tie of an oath." By this he meant to force the assent of the rest of the Senate. There remained even then some faint traces of expiring liberty. Hence Cneius Piso asked him, "In what place, Caesar, will you choose to give your opinion? If first, I shall have your example to follow; if last, I fear I may ignorantly dissent from you." The words pierced him, but he bore them, the rather as he was ashamed of his unwary transport; and he suffered the accused to be acquitted of high treason. To try him for the public money was referred to the proper judges.
Not long after, Granius Marcellus, the Praetor of Bithynia, was accused of high treason by his own Quaestor, Cepio Crispinus, with support from the lawyer Romanus Hispo. This Cepio began a path that, due to the hardships of the times and the bold wickedness of people, became infamous later on: starting off poor and unknown but ambitious, he sought favor from the Prince’s cruelty through secret reports; soon, as an open accuser, he became terrifying to every prominent Roman. This gained him support from one, but hatred from everyone else, and set a precedent for others, who, starting from poverty, became wealthy; from being scorned, they turned into threats; and in the destruction they caused to others, ultimately met their own downfall. He accused Marcellus of "malicious words about Tiberius," an unavoidable charge! The accuser, by gathering all the most despicable aspects of the Prince’s character, claimed they were the accused's own words; because they were true, they were accepted as having been spoken. To this, Hispo added, "That Marcellus placed his statue higher than those of the Caesars; and that, after cutting off the head of Augustus, he replaced it with the head of Tiberius." This angered him so much that he broke his silence and shouted, "He would personally give his vote on this issue clearly and under oath." He meant to compel the rest of the Senate to agree. Even then, there were still faint signs of fading liberty. Therefore, Cneius Piso asked him, "Where, Caesar, will you choose to express your opinion? If first, I will have your example to follow; if last, I worry I might unintentionally oppose you." The words cut him, but he endured them, especially since he felt ashamed of his impulsive reaction; and he allowed the accused to be acquitted of high treason. The matter of public funds was left to the appropriate judges.
Nor sufficed it Tiberius to assist in the deliberations of the Senate only: he likewise sat in the seats of justice; but always on one side, because he would not dispossess the Praetor of his chair; and by his presence there, many ordinances were established against the intrigues and solicitations of the Grandees. But while private justice was thus promoted, public liberty was overthrown. About this time, Pius Aurelius, the Senator, whose house, yielding to the pressure of the public road and aqueducts, had fallen, complained to the Senate and prayed relief: a suit opposed by the Praetors who managed the treasury; but he was relieved by Tiberius, who ordered him the price of his house; for he was fond of being liberal upon honest occasions: a virtue which he long retained, even after he had utterly abandoned all other virtues. Upon Propertius Celer, once Praetor, but now desiring leave to resign the dignity of Senator, as a burden to his poverty, he bestowed a thousand great sesterces; {Footnote: £8333.} upon ample information, that Celer's necessities were derived from his father. Others, who attempted the same thing, he ordered to lay their condition before the Senate; and from an affectation of severity was thus austere even where he acted with uprightness. Hence the rest preferred poverty and silence to begging and relief.
Tiberius didn’t just help with Senate discussions; he also took a seat in the court of justice, but always on one side so he wouldn’t take the Praetor's chair. His presence there led to new rules being established to counter the schemes and pressures from the powerful. However, while he promoted private justice, public freedom was being crushed. Around this time, Pius Aurelius, a Senator, whose house had collapsed due to the weight of the road and aqueducts, complained to the Senate and sought help. The Praetors managing the treasury opposed his case, but Tiberius helped him by ordering him the value of his house because he enjoyed being generous in honest situations—something he continued even after abandoning all other virtues. He also gave a thousand large sesterces to Propertius Celer, once a Praetor, who wanted to resign from the Senate because the role was too much of a burden on his finances, knowing Celer's struggles stemmed from his father. Others who tried to do the same were told to present their situation to the Senate. Trying to appear strict, he was harsh even when acting fairly. Because of this, most chose to remain poor and silent rather than ask for help.
The same year the Tiber, being swelled with continual rains, overflowed the level parts of the city; and the common destruction of men and houses followed the returning flood. Hence Asinius Callus moved "that the Sibylline books might be consulted." Tiberius opposed it, equally smothering all inquiries whatsoever, whether into matters human or divine. To Ateius Capito, however, and Lucius Arruntius, was committed the care of restraining the river within its banks. The provinces of Achaia and Macedon, praying relief from their public burdens, were for the present discharged of their Proconsular government, and subjected to the Emperor's lieutenants. In the entertainment of gladiators at Rome, Drusus presided: it was exhibited in the name of Germanicus, and his own; and at it he manifested too much lust of blood, even of the blood of slaves: a quality terrible to the populace; and hence his father was said to have reproved him. His own absence from these shows was variously construed: by some it was ascribed to his impatience of a crowd; by others to his reserved and solitary genius, and his fear of an unequal comparison with Augustus, who was wont to be a cheerful spectator. But, that he thus purposely furnished matter for exposing the cruelty of his son there, and for raising him popular hate, is what I would not believe; though this too was asserted.
The same year, the Tiber, swollen from continuous rains, flooded the flat areas of the city, causing widespread destruction of both people and buildings as the flood returned. Because of this, Asinius Callus suggested that "the Sibylline books might be consulted." Tiberius opposed this, stifling all inquiries into both human and divine matters. However, the responsibility of keeping the river within its banks was given to Ateius Capito and Lucius Arruntius. The provinces of Achaia and Macedon, requesting relief from their public burdens, were temporarily freed from their Proconsular government and placed under the control of the Emperor's representatives. In a gladiator event in Rome, Drusus took the lead: it was held in the name of Germanicus and himself, and he showed an unsettling eagerness for blood, even that of slaves—a trait that horrified the public. Because of this, it was said that his father had scolded him. His absence from these shows was interpreted in different ways: some attributed it to his dislike of crowds, while others saw it as a reflection of his introverted nature and fear of being unfavorably compared to Augustus, who was known to enjoy the spectacles. However, I find it hard to believe that he intentionally gave rise to criticism of his son's cruelty and fostered public hatred against him, though some did claim that.
The dissensions of the theatre, begun last year, broke out now more violently, with the slaughter of several, not of the people only, but of the soldiers, with that of a Centurion. Nay, a Tribune of a Praetorian cohort was wounded, whilst they were securing the magistrates from insults, and quelling the licentiousness of the rabble. This riot was canvassed in the Senate, and votes were passing for empowering the Praetors to whip the players. Haterius Agrippa, Tribune of the People, opposed it; and was sharply reprimanded by a speech of Asinius Gallus. Tiberius was silent, and to the Senate allowed these empty apparitions of liberty. The opposition, however, prevailed, in reverence to the authority of Augustus; who, upon a certain occasion, had given his judgment, "that players were exempt from stripes:" nor would Tiberius assume to violate any words of his. To limit the wages of players, and restrain the licentiousness of their partisans, many decrees were made: the most remarkable were, "That no Senator should enter the house of a pantomime; no Roman Knight attend them abroad; they should show nowhere but in the theatre; and the Praetors should have power to punish any insolence in the spectators with exile."
The conflicts in the theater, which started last year, escalated dramatically now, leading to the deaths of several people, including soldiers and a Centurion. In fact, a Tribune from a Praetorian cohort was injured while trying to protect the magistrates from abuse and control the unruliness of the crowd. This riot was discussed in the Senate, and votes were being tried to give the Praetors the authority to punish the actors. Haterius Agrippa, Tribune of the People, opposed it and was sharply criticized by Asinius Gallus. Tiberius remained silent, allowing these superficial displays of freedom in the Senate. However, the opposition won out, respecting Augustus's authority, who had previously stated that "actors should be free from punishment." Tiberius was not willing to contradict any of his words. Numerous decrees were established to limit the pay of actors and curb the misconduct of their supporters, with the most notable ones being: "No Senator should go to the home of a pantomime; no Roman Knight should accompany them publicly; they should only perform in the theater; and the Praetors should have the power to punish any misbehavior from spectators with exile."
The Spaniards were, upon their petition, permitted to build a temple to Augustus in the colony of Tarragon; an example this for all the provinces to follow. In answer to the people, who prayed to be relieved from the centesima, a tax of one in the hundred, established at the end of the civil wars, upon all vendible commodities; Tiberius by an edict declared, "That upon this tax depended the fund for maintaining the army; nor even thus was the Commonwealth equal to the expense, if before their twentieth year the veterans were dismissed." So that the concessions made them during the late sedition, to discharge them finally at the end of sixteen years, as they were made through necessity, were for the future abolished.
The Spaniards were allowed, at their request, to build a temple to Augustus in the colony of Tarragon; a model for all the provinces to imitate. In response to the people, who asked to be freed from the centesima, a tax of one percent established after the civil wars on all goods sold, Tiberius stated in an edict, "This tax is crucial for funding the army; and even so, the Commonwealth struggles to cover the costs if veterans are discharged before their twentieth year." As a result, the concessions given to them during the recent unrest, which allowed for their release after sixteen years, were revoked since they were made out of necessity.
It was next proposed to the Senate, by Arruntius and Ateius, whether, in order to restrain the overflowing of the Tiber, the channels of the several rivers and lakes by which it was swelled, must not be diverted. Upon this question the deputies of several cities and colonies were heard. The Florentines besought, "that the bed of the Clanis {Footnote: Chiana.} might not be turned into their river Arnus; {Footnote: Arno.} for that the same would prove their utter ruin." The like plea was urged by the Interamnates; {Footnote: Terni.} "since the most fruitful plains in Italy would be lost, if, according to the project, the Nar, branched out into rivulets, overflowed them." Nor were the Reatinians less earnest against stopping the outlets of the Lake Velinus into the Nar; "otherwise," they said, "it would break over its banks, and stagnate all the adjacent country; the direction of nature was best in all natural things: it was she that to rivers had appointed their courses and discharges, and set them their limits as well as their sources. Regard too was to be paid to the religion of our Latin allies, who, esteeming the rivers of their country sacred, had to them dedicated Priests, and altars, and groves; nay, the Tiber himself, when bereft of his auxiliary streams, would flow with diminished grandeur." Now, whether it were that the prayers of the colonies, or the difficulty of the work, or the influence of superstition prevailed, it is certain the opinion of Piso was followed; namely, that nothing should be altered,
It was later suggested to the Senate by Arruntius and Ateius whether, to control the flooding of the Tiber, the channels of the various rivers and lakes that contributed to it should be redirected. On this matter, representatives from several cities and colonies were consulted. The Florentines pleaded, "that the course of the Clanis {Footnote: Chiana.} should not be redirected into our river Arnus; {Footnote: Arno.} as doing so would lead to our complete downfall." The Interamnates made a similar argument; {Footnote: Terni.} "the most fertile plains in Italy would be lost if, as proposed, the Nar branched into small streams and flooded them." The Reatinians were equally insistent against blocking the outflow of Lake Velinus into the Nar; "otherwise," they claimed, "it would overflow its banks and flood all surrounding land. Nature has the best direction in all natural matters: she established the courses and outlets of rivers, setting their boundaries as well as their origins. We also need to consider the beliefs of our Latin allies, who regard their rivers as sacred and have dedicated priests, altars, and groves to them. Even the Tiber, without its supporting streams, would flow with less magnificence." Whether it was due to the petitions of the colonies, the challenges of the task, or the impact of superstition, it is clear that Piso’s opinion was favored; specifically, that nothing should be changed.
To Poppeus Sabinus was continued his province of Mesia; and to it was added that of Achaia and Macedon. This too was part of the politics of Tiberius, to prolong governments, and maintain the same men in the same armies, or civil employments, for the most part, to the end of their lives; with what view, is not agreed. Some think "that from an impatience of returning cares, he was for making whatever he once liked perpetual." Others, "that from the malignity of his invidious nature, he regretted the preferring of many." There are some who believe, "that as he had a crafty penetrating spirit, so he had an understanding ever irresolute and perplexed." So much is certain, that he never courted any eminent virtue, yet hated vice; from the best men he dreaded danger to himself, and disgrace to the public from the worst. This hesitation mastered him so much at last that he committed foreign governments to some, whom he meant never to suffer to leave Rome.
To Poppeus Sabinus, his province of Mesia was extended, and he was also given Achaia and Macedon. This was part of Tiberius's strategy to extend terms in office and keep the same people in the same military or civil positions for most of their lives; the reasoning behind this is debated. Some believe that due to an impatience with returning responsibilities, he aimed to make anything he once favored permanent. Others think that his envious nature led him to resent the promotion of many individuals. There are those who argue that while he had a cunning and insightful mind, he was also perpetually indecisive and confused. What is clear is that he never sought out any significant virtue, yet he abhorred vice; he feared the danger to himself posed by the best individuals and the potential disgrace to the public from the worst. This uncertainty ultimately gripped him so much that he entrusted foreign territories to certain people whom he intended never to allow to leave Rome.
Concerning the management of consular elections, either then or afterwards under Tiberius, I can affirm scarce anything: such is the variance about it, not only amongst historians, but even in his own speeches. Sometimes, not naming the candidates, he described them by their family, by their life and manners, and by the number of their campaigns; so as it might be apparent whom he meant. Again, avoiding even to describe them, he exhorted the candidates not to disturb the election by their intrigues, and promised himself to take care of their interests. But chiefly he used to declare, "that to him none had signified their pretensions, but such whose names he had delivered to the Consuls; others too were at liberty to offer the like pretensions, if they trusted to the favour of the Senate or their own merits." Specious words! but entirely empty, or full of fraud; and by how much they were covered with the greater guise of liberty, by so much threatening a more hasty and devouring bondage.
Regarding the management of consular elections, both then and later under Tiberius, I can hardly confirm anything: opinions vary not only among historians but also in his own speeches. Sometimes, without naming the candidates, he referred to them by their family background, lifestyles, and number of military campaigns, making it clear who he was talking about. Other times, he avoided even describing them and urged the candidates not to disrupt the election with their scheming, promising to look out for their interests. But primarily, he would declare, "None have expressed their ambitions to me except those whose names I have given to the Consuls; others are free to present similar ambitions if they rely on the Senate's favor or their own merits." Appealing words! But they were completely hollow, or filled with deceit; and the more they were cloaked in the appearance of freedom, the more they threatened to bring about a swifter and more consuming oppression.
BOOK II. — A.D. 16-19.
The commotions in the East happened not ungratefully to Tiberius, since then he had a colour for separating Germanicus from his old and faithful legions; for setting him over strange provinces, and exposing him at once to casual perils and the efforts of fraud. But he, the more ardent he found the affections of the soldiers, and the greater the hatred of his uncle, so much the more intent upon a decisive victory, weighed with himself all the methods of that war, with all the disasters and successes which had befallen him in it to this his third year. He remembered "that the Germans were ever routed in a fair battle, and upon equal ground; that woods and bogs, short summers, and early winters, were their chief resources; that his own men suffered not so much from their wounds, as from tedious marches, and the loss of their arms. The Gauls were weary of furnishing horses; long and cumbersome was his train of baggage, easily surprised, and with difficulty defended; but, if we entered the country by sea, the invasion would be easy, and the enemy unapprised. Besides, the war would be earlier begun; the legions and provisions would be carried together; and the cavalry brought with safety, through the mouths and channels of the rivers, into the heart of Germany."
The disturbances in the East were, in some ways, beneficial for Tiberius, as they gave him a reason to separate Germanicus from his loyal legions and place him in unfamiliar provinces, where he would face unexpected dangers and deceitful tactics. However, the more affectionate the soldiers became towards Germanicus and the more hatred he faced from his uncle, the more determined he was to secure a decisive victory. He considered all the strategies for the war, recalling the disasters and successes he had experienced in this, his third year of conflict. He remembered that the Germans were always defeated in fair battles on even ground, and that their main advantages were the woods and marshes, brief summers, and harsh winters. His own troops suffered less from their injuries than from exhausting marches and the loss of their weapons. The Gauls were tired of supplying horses; his baggage train was long and unwieldy, making it easy to surprise and hard to defend. However, if they landed by sea, the invasion would be straightforward, and the enemy would be caught off guard. Additionally, the war would start earlier, allowing the legions and supplies to be transported together, and the cavalry could safely navigate the rivers into the heart of Germany.
On that method therefore he fixed: whilst Publius Vitellius and Publius Cantius were sent to collect the tribute of the Gauls; Silius, Anteius, and Caecina had the direction of building the fleet. A thousand vessels were thought sufficient, and with despatch finished: some were short, sharp at both ends, and wide in the middle, the easier to endure the agitations of the waves; some had flat bottoms, that without damage they might bear to run aground; several had helms at each end, that by suddenly turning the oars only they might work either way. Many were arched over, for carrying the engines of war. They were fitted for holding horses and provisions, to fly with sails, to run with oars, and the spirit and alacrity of the soldiers heightened the show and terror of the fleet. They were to meet at the Isle of Batavia, which was chosen for its easy landing, for its convenience to receive the forces, and thence to transport them to the war. For the Rhine, flowing in one continual channel, or only broken by small islands, is, at the extremity of Batavia, divided as it were into two rivers; one running still through Germany, and retaining the same name and violent current, till it mixes with the ocean; the other, washing the Gallic shore, with a broader and more gentle stream, is by the inhabitants called by another name, the Wahal, which it soon after changes for that of the river Meuse, by whose immense mouth it is discharged into the same ocean.
On that plan, he decided: while Publius Vitellius and Publius Cantius were sent to gather the tribute from the Gauls, Silius, Anteius, and Caecina were in charge of building the fleet. A thousand ships were considered enough, and they were quickly completed: some were short, pointed at both ends, and wide in the middle to better handle the waves; some had flat bottoms so they could run aground without damage; several had steering mechanisms at each end, allowing them to change direction quickly using just the oars. Many were covered to carry war engines. They were designed to hold horses and supplies, to sail with wind, to row with oars, and the energy and eagerness of the soldiers increased the impressiveness and fear of the fleet. They were to assemble at the Isle of Batavia, chosen for its easy landing, convenience to receive the forces, and from there to transport them to the war. The Rhine, flowing in a single channel, or only interrupted by small islands, at the far end of Batavia, appears to split into two rivers; one continues to flow through Germany, maintaining the same name and strong current until it meets the ocean; the other, running along the Gallic shore, has a wider and gentler flow, and is called by the locals the Wahal, which soon changes to the river Meuse, through whose huge mouth it empties into the same ocean.
While the fleet sailed, Germanicus commanded Silius, his lieutenant, with a flying band, to invade the Cattans; and he himself, upon hearing that the fort upon the river Luppia {Footnote: Lippe.} was besieged, led six legions thither: but the sudden rains prevented Silius from doing more than taking some small plunder, with the wife and daughter of Arpus, Prince of the Cattans; nor did the besiegers stay to fight Germanicus, but upon the report of his approach stole off and dispersed. As they had, however, thrown down the common tomb lately raised over the Varian legions, and the old altar erected to Drusus, he restored the altar; and performed in person with the legions the funeral ceremony of running courses to the honour of his father. To replace the tomb was not thought fit; but all the space between Fort Aliso and the Rhine, he fortified with a new barrier.
While the fleet sailed, Germanicus ordered Silius, his lieutenant, with a quick task force, to attack the Cattans. He himself, upon hearing that the fort on the river Luppia {Footnote: Lippe.} was under siege, led six legions there. However, the sudden rains prevented Silius from accomplishing more than taking some minor loot, including the wife and daughter of Arpus, the Prince of the Cattans. The besiegers did not wait to fight Germanicus; upon hearing he was coming, they fled and scattered. Since they had knocked down the common tomb recently built for the Varian legions and the old altar dedicated to Drusus, he restored the altar and personally conducted the funeral ceremony of running races in honor of his father with the legions. It was deemed inappropriate to rebuild the tomb, but he fortified the entire area between Fort Aliso and the Rhine with a new barrier.
The fleet was now arrived, the provisions were sent forward; ships were assigned to the legions and the allies; and he entered the canal cut by Drusus, and called by his name. Here he invoked his father "to be propitious to his son attempting the same enterprises; to inspire him with the same counsels, and animate him by his example." Hence he sailed fortunately through the lakes and the ocean to the river Amisia, {Footnote: Ems.} and at the town of Amisia the fleet was left upon the left shore; and it was a fault that it sailed no higher, for he landed the army on the right shore, so that in making bridges many days were consumed. The horse and the legions passed over without danger, as it was yet ebb; but the returning tide disordered the rear, especially the Batavians, while they played with the waves, and showed their dexterity in swimming; and some were drowned. Whilst Germanicus was encamping, he was told of the revolt of the Angrivarians behind him, and thither he despatched a body of horse and light foot, under Stertinius, who with fire and slaughter took vengeance on the perfidious revolters.
The fleet had arrived, and the supplies were sent ahead; ships were assigned to the legions and the allies. He entered the canal dug by Drusus, which was named after him. Here, he prayed to his father "to be favorable to his son attempting the same ventures; to guide him with the same advice, and inspire him by his example." Then he sailed successfully through the lakes and the ocean to the river Amisia, {Footnote: Ems.} and at the town of Amisia, the fleet was left on the left shore. It was a mistake that it didn’t sail any higher, as he landed the army on the right shore, which caused several days to be wasted constructing bridges. The cavalry and the legions crossed safely since it was still low tide, but the returning tide created chaos in the rear, particularly for the Batavians, who were playing in the waves and showing off their swimming skills; some of them drowned. While Germanicus was setting up camp, he learned about the revolt of the Angrivarians behind him, so he sent a group of cavalry and light infantry, led by Stertinius, who took revenge on the treacherous rebels with fire and slaughter.
Between the Romans and the Cheruscans flowed the river Visurgis, {Footnote: Weser.} and on the banks of it stood Arminius, with the other chiefs: he inquired whether Germanicus was come; and being answered that he was there, he prayed leave to speak with his brother. This brother of his was in the army, his name Flavius; one remarkable for his lasting faith towards the Romans, and for the loss of an eye in the war under Tiberius. This request was granted: Flavius stepped forward, and was saluted by Arminius, who, having removed his own attendance, desired that our archers ranged upon the opposite banks might retire. When they were withdrawn, "How came you," says he to his brother, "by that deformity in your face?" The brother having informed him where, and in what fight, was next asked, "what reward he had received?" Flavius answered, "Increase of pay, the chain, the crown, and other military gifts;" all which Arminius treated with derision, as the vile wages of servitude.
Between the Romans and the Cheruscans flowed the river Visurgis, {Footnote: Weser.} and on its banks stood Arminius with the other chiefs. He asked if Germanicus had arrived, and upon being told that he was there, he requested permission to speak with his brother. This brother, Flavius, was in the army and was known for his unwavering loyalty to the Romans and for losing an eye in the war under Tiberius. His request was granted, and Flavius stepped forward and was greeted by Arminius, who dismissed his own attendants and asked that our archers stationed across the river be removed. Once they had left, he said to his brother, "How did you get that scar on your face?" After Flavius explained where and in which battle, he was asked, "What reward did you receive?" Flavius replied, "Increased pay, the chain, the crown, and other military honors," all of which Arminius dismissed as the worthless rewards of servitude.
Here began a warm contest: Flavius pleaded "the grandeur of the Roman Empire, the power of the Emperor, the Roman clemency to submitting nations, the heavy yoke of the vanquished; and that neither the wife nor son of Arminius was used like a captive." Arminius to all this opposed "the natural rights of their country, their ancient liberty, the domestic Gods of Germany; he urged the prayers of their common mother joined to his own, that he would not prefer the character of a deserter, that of a betrayer of his family, his countrymen, and kindred, to the glory of being their commander." By degrees they fell into reproaches; nor would the interposition of the river have restrained them from blows, had not Stertinius hasted to lay hold on Flavius, full of rage, and calling for his arms and his horse. On the opposite side was seen Arminius, swelling with ferocity and threats, and denouncing battle. For, of what he said, much was said in Latin, having as the General of his countrymen served in the Roman armies.
Here started a heated argument: Flavius argued about "the greatness of the Roman Empire, the authority of the Emperor, Rome's mercy toward conquered nations, and the heavy burden placed on the defeated; and that neither the wife nor son of Arminius was treated like a captive." Arminius countered with "the natural rights of their homeland, their ancient freedom, and the domestic gods of Germany; he called on the prayers of their shared mother along with his own, urging that he would not choose the image of a deserter or a betrayer of his family, countrymen, and kin over the honor of being their leader." Gradually, they began to hurl insults at each other; and the river barely kept them from fighting, had it not been for Stertinius rushing to grab Flavius, who was filled with anger and calling for his weapons and horse. On the other side stood Arminius, seething with rage and threats, declaring battle. Much of what he said was in Latin, as he had served as a General for his countrymen in the Roman armies.
Next day, the German army stood embattled beyond the Visurgis. Germanicus, who thought it became not a General to endanger the legions, till for their passage and security he had placed bridges and guards, made the horse ford over. They were led by Stertinius, and Aemilius, Lieutenant-Colonel of a legion; and these two officers crossed the river in distant places, to divide the foe. Cariovalda, Captain of the Batavians, passed it where most rapid, and was by the Cheruscans, who feigned flight, drawn into a plain surrounded with woods, whence they rushed out upon him and assaulted him on every side; overthrew those who resisted, and pressed vehemently upon those who gave way. The distressed Batavians formed themselves into a ring, but were again broken, partly by a close assault, partly by distant showers of darts. Cariovalda, having long sustained the fury of the enemy, exhorted his men to draw up into platoons, and break through the prevailing host; he himself forced his way into their centre, and fell with his horse under a shower of darts, and many of the principal Batavians round him; the rest were saved by their own bravery, or rescued by the cavalry under Stertinius and Aemilius.
The next day, the German army was set to fight beyond the Visurgis. Germanicus, who believed a General shouldn’t put the legions at risk until he had secured their safe passage with bridges and guards, ordered the cavalry to cross. They were led by Stertinius and Aemilius, the Lieutenant-Colonel of a legion; these two officers crossed the river at different points to split the enemy. Cariovalda, the commander of the Batavians, crossed where the water was fastest, and the Cheruscans pretended to flee, luring him into a clearing surrounded by woods. Then, they charged at him from all sides, overpowering those who resisted and pressing hard on those who retreated. The beleaguered Batavians formed a circle but were again shattered, partly by close combat and partly by a hail of projectiles. Cariovalda, after enduring the enemy's onslaught for a long time, urged his men to form into groups and break through the overwhelming forces. He himself fought his way into their midst and fell with his horse under a rain of darts, alongside many of the leading Batavians around him; the rest were saved through their own courage or rescued by the cavalry led by Stertinius and Aemilius.
Germanicus, having passed the Visurgis, learned from a deserter, that Arminius had marked out the place of battle; that more nations had also joined him; that they rendezvoused in a wood sacred to Hercules, and would attempt to storm our camp by night. The deserter was believed; the enemy's fires were discerned; and the scouts having advanced towards them, reported that they had heard the neighing of horses, and the hollow murmur of a mighty and tumultuous host. In this important conjuncture, upon the approach of a decisive battle, Germanicus thought it behoved him to learn the inclinations and spirit of the soldiers and deliberated with himself how to be informed without fraud: "for the reports of the Tribunes and Centurions used to be oftener pleasing than true; his Freedmen had still slavish souls, incapable of free speech; friends were apt to flatter; there was the same uncertainty in an assemble, where the counsel proposed by a few was wont to be echoed by all; in truth, the minds of the soldiery were then best known, when they were least watched; when free and over their meals, they frankly disclosed their hopes and fears."
Germanicus, after crossing the Visurgis, learned from a deserter that Arminius had chosen the battlefield, that more tribes had joined him, and that they were meeting in a forest sacred to Hercules to plan a night attack on our camp. The deserter was believed; enemy fires were seen, and scouts who went closer reported hearing horses neighing and the distant murmurs of a large, chaotic crowd. Given this critical moment, with a decisive battle approaching, Germanicus felt it was important to understand the soldiers' feelings and attitudes, and he pondered how to get this information honestly. "Reports from the Tribunes and Centurions were often more pleasing than accurate; his Freedmen still had subservient mentalities, unable to speak freely; friends tended to flatter; and there was often the same uncertainty in meetings, where a few voices would echo through the crowd. The truth was, the soldiers' true thoughts were best known when they weren't being watched—when they were relaxed over their meals, and would openly share their hopes and fears."
In the beginning of night, he went out at the augural gate, with a single attendant; himself disguised with the skin of a wild beast hanging over his shoulders; and choosing secret ways, he escaped the notice of the watch, entered the lanes of the camp, listened from tent to tent, and enjoyed the pleasing display of his own popularity and fame; as one was magnifying the imperial birth of his general; another, his graceful person; and all, his patience, condescension, and the equality of his soul in every temper, pleasant or grave: they confessed the gratitude due to so much merit, and that in battle they ought to express it, and to sacrifice at the same time to glory and revenge these perfidious Germans, who for ever violated stipulations and peace. In the meantime one of the enemy who understood Latin rode up to the palisades, and with a loud voice offered, in the name of Arminius, to every deserter a wife and land, and as long as the war lasted an hundred sesterces a day. {Footnote: 16s. 8d.} This contumely kindled the wrath of the legions: "Let day come," they cried, "let battle be given: the soldiers would seize and not accept the lands of the Germans; take and not receive German wives; they, however, received the offer as an omen of victory, and considered the money and women as their destined prey." Near the third watch of the night, they approached and insulted the camp; but without striking a blow, when they found the ramparts covered thick with cohorts, and no advantage given.
At the start of the night, he went out through the augural gate, with just one attendant; he was disguised with the skin of a wild animal draped over his shoulders. Taking hidden paths, he avoided the watch, moved through the camp, listened from tent to tent, and reveled in the pleasant display of his own popularity and fame. One person praised his general's royal heritage, another admired his attractive appearance, and everyone recognized his patience, humility, and fairness in every situation, whether light-hearted or serious. They acknowledged the gratitude owed to such merit and agreed that in battle they should express it by sacrificing for both glory and revenge against those treacherous Germans, who constantly broke agreements and peace. Meanwhile, one of the enemies who understood Latin rode up to the palisades and loudly offered, in the name of Arminius, a wife and land to every deserter, along with a hundred sesterces a day for as long as the war lasted. {Footnote: 16s. 8d.} This insult sparked the fury of the legions: "Let day come," they shouted, "let's fight: the soldiers would take and not accept the land of the Germans; they would take and not marry German women; however, they viewed the offer as a sign of victory, considering the money and women as their rightful spoils." By the third watch of the night, they approached and taunted the camp but did not strike a blow when they saw the ramparts thick with troops, and no opportunity presented itself.
Germanicus had the same night a joyful dream: he thought he sacrificed, and, in place of his own robe besmeared with the sacred blood, received one fairer from the hands of his grandmother Augusta; so that elevated by the omen, and by equal encouragement from the auspices, he called an assembly, where he opened his deliberations concerning the approaching battle with all the advantages contributing to victory: "That to the Roman soldiers not only plains and dales, but, with due circumspection, even woods and forests were commodious for an engagement. The huge targets, the enormous spears, of the Barbarians could never be wielded amongst thickets and trunks of trees like Roman swords and javelins, and armour adjusted to the shape and size of their bodies, so that with these tractable arms they might thicken their blows, and strike with certainty at the naked faces of the enemy, since the Germans were neither furnished with headpiece nor coat of mail, nor were their bucklers bound with leather or fortified with iron, but all bare basket-work or painted boards; and though their first ranks were armed with pikes, the rest had only stakes burnt at the end, or short and contemptible darts; for their persons, as they were terrible to sight and violent in the onset, so they were utterly impatient of wounds, unaffected with their own disgrace, unconcerned for the honour of their general, whom they ever deserted and fled; in distress cowards, in prosperity despisers of all divine, of all human laws. In fine, if the army, after their fatigues at sea and their tedious marches by land, longed for an utter end of their labour, by this battle they might gain it. The Elbe was now nearer than the Rhine; and if they would make him a conqueror in those countries where his father and his uncle had conquered, the war was concluded." The ardour of the soldiers followed the speech of the general, and the signal for the onset was given.
Germanicus had a joyful dream that night: he imagined he was making a sacrifice and, instead of his own robe stained with sacred blood, he received a prettier one from his grandmother, Augusta. Encouraged by this omen and the favorable signs, he called an assembly to discuss the upcoming battle, highlighting all the advantages that would lead to victory: "For Roman soldiers, not only plains and valleys but, with proper caution, even woods and forests are suitable for a fight. The massive shields and huge spears of the Barbarians can’t be used effectively among thickets and tree trunks like Roman swords and javelins, which are designed to fit their bodies. With these flexible weapons, they can deliver powerful blows and strike effectively at the enemy's vulnerable faces, since the Germans are poorly equipped with no helmets or armor, and their shields are merely woven baskets or painted boards. While their front lines carry pikes, the rest have only sharpened stakes or short, insignificant darts. Though they may appear frightening and aggressive initially, they can't withstand wounds, show no concern for their disgrace, and disregard the honor of their general, whom they frequently abandon and flee from. In tough times, they are cowards, and in good times, they scorn all divine and human laws. Ultimately, if the army, weary from their sea journeys and long marches on land, craved an end to their struggles, this battle could provide it. The Elbe was now closer than the Rhine; and if they would make him a conqueror in the lands where his father and uncle had triumphed, the war would be finished." The soldiers were filled with enthusiasm after the general’s speech, and the signal for the attack was given.
Neither did Arminius or the other chiefs neglect to declare to their several bands that "these Romans were the cowardly fugitives of the Varian army, who, because they could not endure to fight, had afterwards chosen to rebel. That some with backs deformed by wounds, some with limbs maimed by tempests, forsaken of hope, and the Gods against them, were once more presenting their lives to their vengeful foes. Hitherto a fleet, and unfrequented seas, had been the resources of their cowardice against an assaulting or a pursuing enemy; but now that they were to engage hand to hand, vain would be their relief from wind and oars after a defeat. The Germans needed only remember their rapine, cruelty, and pride; and that to themselves nothing remained but either to maintain their native liberty, or by death to prevent bondage."
Neither did Arminius or the other leaders fail to tell their groups that "these Romans were the cowardly runaways from the Varian army, who, unable to face battle, had instead chosen to rebel. Some bore scars from wounds, some had limbs damaged by storms, all abandoned by hope and the Gods, were once again risking their lives against their vengeful enemies. Until now, a fleet and untraveled seas had been their refuge from a charging or pursuing foe; but now that they were set to fight up close, relying on wind and oars would be useless after defeat. The Germans only needed to remember their plunder, cruelty, and arrogance; and to realize that for them, there was nothing left but to defend their freedom or die trying to avoid enslavement."
The enemy, thus inflamed and calling for battle, were led into a plain called Idistavisus: {Footnote: Near Minden.} it lies between the Visurgis and the hills, and winds unequally along, as it is straitened by the swellings of the mountains or enlarged by the circuits of the river. Behind rose a forest of high trees, thick of branches above but clear of bushes below. The army of Barbarians kept the plain, and the entrances of the forest. The Cheruscans alone sat down upon the mountain, in order to pour down from thence upon the Romans as soon as they became engaged in the fight. Our army marched thus: the auxiliary Gauls and Germans in front, after them the foot archers, next four legions, and then Germanicus with two Praetorian cohorts and the choice of the cavalry; then four legions more, and the light foot with archers on horseback and the other troops of the allies; the men all intent to march in order of battle and ready to engage as they marched.
The enemy, fired up and ready for a fight, were led into a plain called Idistavisus: {Footnote: Near Minden.} it stretches between the Visurgis and the hills, winding irregularly as it's squeezed by the mountains or widened by the curves of the river. Behind them stood a dense forest of tall trees, thick with branches above but clear of underbrush below. The Barbarian army occupied the plain and the entrances to the forest. Only the Cheruscans took their position on the mountain, planning to descend upon the Romans as soon as the battle began. Our army marched in this formation: the auxiliary Gauls and Germans at the front, followed by the foot archers, then four legions, and after them Germanicus with two Praetorian cohorts and the best of the cavalry; then came four more legions, followed by light infantry with mounted archers and other allied troops; all the men focused on marching in battle order and ready to engage as they advanced.
As the impatient bands of Cheruscans were now perceived descending fiercely from the hills, Germanicus commanded a body of the best horse to charge them in the flank, and Stertinius with the rest to wheel round to attack them in the rear, and promised to be ready to assist them in person. During this a joyful omen appeared: eight eagles were seen to fly toward the wood, and to enter it; a presage of victory to the General. "Advance," he cried, "follow the Roman birds; follow the tutelar Deities of the legions!" Instantly the foot charged the enemy's front, and instantly the detached cavalry attacked their flank and rear: this double assault had a strange event; the two divisions of their army fled opposite ways; that in the woods ran to the plain; that in the plain rushed into the woods. The Cheruscans, between both, were driven from the hills; amongst them Arminius, remarkably brave, who with his hand, his voice, and distinguished wounds was still sustaining the fight. He had assaulted the archers, and would have broken through them, but the cohorts of the Retians, the Vindelicians, and the Gauls marched to their relief; however, by his own vigour and the force of his horse, he escaped, his face besmeared with his own blood to avoid being known. Some have related that the Chaucians, who were amongst the Roman auxiliaries, knew him, and let him go; the same bravery or deceit procured Inguiomerus his escape; the rest were everywhere slain; and great numbers attempting to swim the Visurgis were destroyed in it, either pursued with darts, or swallowed by the current, or overwhelmed with the weight of the crowd, or buried under the falling banks; some seeking a base refuge on the tops of trees, and concealment amongst the branches, were shot in sport by the archers, or squashed as the trees were felled: a mighty victory this, and to us far from bloody!
As the eager groups of Cheruscans were seen charging down from the hills, Germanicus ordered some of the best cavalry to hit them from the side while Stertinius and the others circled around to attack from behind, promising to join them personally. During this, a joyful omen appeared: eight eagles were spotted flying toward the woods and entering it; a sign of victory for the General. "Advance," he shouted, "follow the Roman birds; follow the guardian deities of the legions!" In an instant, the infantry charged the enemy's front, and the cavalry struck their flank and rear: this dual attack had a surprising result; the two parts of their army fled in opposite directions—the one in the woods ran to the plain, while the one in the plain rushed into the woods. The Cheruscans were driven off the hills; among them was Arminius, notably courageous, who, with his hands, his voice, and his visible wounds, continued the fight. He had attacked the archers and almost broke through them, but the groups of the Retians, the Vindelicians, and the Gauls came to their aid; however, through his strength and the speed of his horse, he escaped, his face covered in blood to avoid recognition. Some say that the Chaucians, who were with the Roman allies, recognized him and let him go; the same bravery or trickery allowed Inguiomerus to escape; the rest were killed everywhere; and many attempting to swim across the Visurgis perished, either hit by darts, swept away by the current, crushed by the weight of the crowd, or buried under collapsing banks; some, seeking refuge in the tops of trees and hiding among the branches, were shot at for fun by archers or crushed as the trees were chopped down: a tremendous victory, and for us, far from bloody!
This slaughter of the foe, from the fifth hour of the day till night, filled the country for ten miles with carcasses and arms: amongst the spoils, chains were found, which, sure of conquering, they had brought to bind the Roman captives. The soldiers proclaimed Tiberius Imperator upon the field of battle, and raising a mount, placed upon it as trophies the German arms, with the names of all the vanquished nations inscribed below.
This battle against the enemy, from five in the morning until night, left the countryside for ten miles covered with bodies and weapons: among the spoils, they found chains that, confident of victory, they had brought to bind the Roman captives. The soldiers declared Tiberius Imperator on the battlefield, and they built a mound where they displayed the German weapons as trophies, with the names of all the defeated nations inscribed below.
This sight filled the Germans with more anguish and rage than all their wounds, past afflictions, and slaughters. They, who were just prepared to abandon their dwellings, and flit beyond the Elbe, meditate war and grasp their arms: people, nobles, youth, aged, all rush suddenly upon the Roman army in its march and disorder it. They next chose their camp, a strait and moist plain shut in between a river and a forest, the forest too surrounded with a deep marsh, except on one side, which was closed with a barrier raised by the Angrivarians between them and the Cheruscans. Here stood their foot; their horse were distributed and concealed amongst the neighbouring groves, thence, by surprise, to beset the legions in the rear as soon as they had entered the wood.
This scene filled the Germans with more pain and anger than all their injuries, past hardships, and battles. They, who were ready to leave their homes and move beyond the Elbe, were now thinking about war and picking up their weapons: men, nobles, young people, the elderly — all suddenly charged at the Roman army as it marched, disrupting their formation. They then chose a campsite, a narrow and wet plain located between a river and a forest, with the forest also surrounded by a deep marsh, except on one side, which was blocked by a barrier set up by the Angrivarians between them and the Cheruscans. Here, their foot soldiers stood; their cavalry was dispersed and hidden among the nearby groves, ready to ambush the legions from behind as soon as they entered the woods.
Nothing of all this was a secret to Germanicus: he knew their counsels, their stations, what steps they pursued, what measures they concealed; and, to the destruction of the enemy, turned their own subtilty and devices. To Seius Tubero, his Lieutenant, he committed the horse and the field; the infantry so disposed, that part might pass the level approaches into the wood, and the rest force the ramparts; this was the most arduous task, and to himself he reserved it; the rest he left to his Lieutenants. Those who had the even ground to traverse, broke easily in; but they who were to assail the rampart, were as grievously battered from above, as if they had been storming a wall. The General perceived the inequality of this close attack, and drawing off the legions a small distance, ordered the slingers to throw, and the engineers to play, to beat off the enemy: immediately showers of darts were poured from the engines, and the defenders of the barrier, the more bold and exposed they were, with the more wounds they were beaten down. Germanicus, having taken the rampart, first forced his way, at the head of the Praetorian cohorts, into the woods, and there it was fought foot to foot; behind, the enemy were begirt with the morass, the Romans with the mountains or the rivers; no room for either to retreat, no hope but in valour, no safety but in victory.
Nothing of this was a secret to Germanicus: he knew their plans, their positions, what steps they were taking, and what strategies they were keeping hidden; and, to the enemy's ruin, he turned their own cleverness against them. He gave command of the cavalry and the battlefield to Seius Tubero, his Lieutenant; he arranged the infantry so that some could move through the open areas into the woods, while the others would attack the walls. This was the hardest job, and he kept it for himself; the rest he left to his Lieutenants. Those who had to cross the flat ground broke through easily, but those who were to attack the walls faced brutal assaults from above, as if they were attacking a fortress. The General recognized the imbalance of this close-range attack and pulled the legions back slightly, ordering the slingers to throw their weapons and the engineers to fire, to drive off the enemy: immediately, a storm of missiles rained down from the machines, and the defenders of the wall, the bolder and more exposed they were, the more they were wounded. After capturing the rampart, Germanicus led the Praetorian cohorts into the woods, where the fighting became hand-to-hand; behind them, the enemy was surrounded by the swamp, while the Romans had mountains or rivers at their backs; there was no way for either side to retreat, no hope except through bravery, and no safety except through victory.
The Germans had no inferior courage, but they were exceeded in the fashion of arms and art of fighting. Their mighty multitude, hampered in narrow places, could not push nor recover their long spears, nor practise in a close combat their usual boundings and velocity of limbs. On the contrary, our soldiers, with handy swords, and their breasts closely guarded with a buckler, delved the large bodies and naked faces of the Barbarians, and opened themselves a way with a havoc of the enemy: besides, the activity of Arminius now failed him, either spent through his continual efforts or slackened by a wound just received. Inguiomerus was everywhere upon the spur, animating the battle, but fortune rather than courage deserted him. Germanicus, to be the easier known, pulled off his helmet, and exhorted his men "to prosecute the slaughter; they wanted no captives," he said; "only the cutting off that people root and branch would put an end to the war." It was now late in the day, and he drew off a legion to make a camp; the rest glutted themselves till night, with the blood of the foe; the horse fought with doubtful success.
The Germans weren't lacking in bravery, but they were outmatched in weaponry and fighting skills. Their large numbers were stuck in tight spaces, unable to maneuver or retrieve their long spears, and couldn't effectively engage in close combat with their usual agility and speed. In contrast, our soldiers, armed with versatile swords and protected by shields, struck at the big bodies and bare faces of the Barbarians, carving out a path through the chaos of battle. Meanwhile, Arminius's energy seemed to wane, either from his relentless efforts or due to a recent injury. Inguiomerus was everywhere, rallying the troops, but it was luck, not courage, that let him down. To make himself more recognizable, Germanicus removed his helmet and urged his men to "keep up the attack; we don’t need captives," he said; "only completely wiping out this people will end the war." It was getting late, so he withdrew a legion to set up a camp; the rest of the forces continued to feast on the enemies' blood until nightfall, while the cavalry faced mixed results in battle.
Germanicus, in a speech from the tribunal, praised his victorious army, and raised a monument of arms with a proud inscription: "That the army of Tiberius Caesar, having vanquished entirely the nations between the Rhine and the Elbe, had consecrated that monument to Mars, to Jupiter, and to Augustus." Of himself, he made no mention, either fearful of provoking envy, or that he thought it sufficient praise to have deserved it. He had next commanded Stertinius to carry the war amongst the Angrivarians; but they instantly submitted; and these supplicants, by yielding without articles, obtained pardon without reserve.
Germanicus, in a speech from the platform, praised his victorious army and erected a monument of arms with a proud inscription: "That the army of Tiberius Caesar, having completely defeated the nations between the Rhine and the Elbe, dedicated this monument to Mars, Jupiter, and Augustus." He did not mention himself, either out of fear of stirring up envy or because he felt that simply earning praise was enough. He then ordered Stertinius to carry the war into the Angrivarians' territory; however, they quickly surrendered, and these supplicants, by submitting without conditions, received forgiveness without any restrictions.
The summer now declining, some of the legions were sent back into winter quarters by land; more were embarked with Germanicus upon the river Amisia, to go from thence by the ocean. The sea at first was serene, no sound or agitation but from the oars or sails of a thousand ships; but suddenly a black host of clouds poured a storm of hail; furious winds roared on every side, and the tempest darkened the deep, so that all prospect was lost; and it was impossible to steer. The soldiers too, unaccustomed to the terrors of the sea, in the hurry of fear disordered the mariners, or interrupted the skilful by unskilful help. At last the south wind, mastering all the rest, drove the ocean and the sky: the tempest derived new force from the windy mountains and swelling rivers of Germany, as well as from an immense train of clouds; and contracting withal fresh vigour from the boisterous neighbourhood of the north, it hurled the ships and tossed them into the open ocean, or against islands shored with rocks or dangerously beset with covered shoals. The ships by degrees, with great labour and the change of the tide, were relieved from the rocks and sands, but remained at the mercy of the winds; their anchors could not hold them; they were full of water, nor could all their pumps discharge it: hence, to lighten and raise the vessels swallowing at their decks the invading waves, the horses, beasts, baggage, and even the arms were cast into the deep.
The summer was coming to an end, and some of the legions were sent back to their winter camps by land; others boarded ships with Germanicus on the Amisia River to travel by sea. At first, the ocean was calm, with only the sounds of oars and the sails of a thousand ships; but suddenly, a dark mass of clouds unleashed a hailstorm. Fierce winds howled from all directions, and the storm darkened the seas, making it impossible to navigate. The soldiers, unfamiliar with the dangers of the ocean, panicked and disrupted the sailors, who were trying their best to manage. Eventually, the south wind took control, pushing both the ocean and the sky. The storm gained strength from the windy mountains and swollen rivers of Germany, along with a massive buildup of clouds; and drawing even more power from the raging north, it threw the ships around, tossing them into the open sea or crashing them against rocky islands or perilous hidden shoals. The ships, after a struggle and using the changing tide, managed to escape the rocks and sands, but were at the mercy of the winds; their anchors couldn't hold them, they were taking on water, and not even all their pumps could remove it. To lighten the vessels and keep them from sinking under the waves, they threw horses, animals, supplies, and even their weapons into the ocean.
By how much the German ocean is more outrageous than the rest of the sea, and the German climate excels in rigour, by so much this ruin was reckoned to exceed in greatness and novelty. They were engaged in a tempestuous sea, believed deep without bottom, vast without bounds, or no shores near but hostile shores: part of the fleet were swallowed up; many were driven upon remote islands void of human culture, where the men perished through famine, or were kept alive by the carcasses of horses cast in by the flood. Only the galley of Germanicus landed upon the coast of the Chaucians, where wandering sadly, day and night, upon the rocks and prominent shore, and incessantly accusing himself as the author of such mighty destruction, he was hardly restrained by his friends from casting himself desperately into the same hostile floods. At last, with the returning tide and an assisting gale, the ships began to return, all maimed, almost destitute of oars, or with coats spread for sails; and some, utterly disabled, were dragged by those that were less. He repaired them hastily, and despatched them to search the islands; and by this care many men were gleaned up; many were by the Angrivarians, our new subjects, redeemed from their maritime neighbours and restored; and some, driven into Great Britain, were sent back by the little British kings. Those who had come from afar, recounted wonders at their return, "the impetuosity of whirlwinds; wonderful birds; sea monsters of ambiguous forms, between man and beasts." Strange sights these! or the effects of imagination and fear.
By how much the German sea is more violent than the rest of the ocean, and the German climate is more severe, this disaster was seen to surpass in scale and strangeness. They found themselves in a turbulent sea, thought to be bottomless, vast and boundless, with no nearby shores except hostile ones: part of the fleet got swallowed up; many were washed up on remote islands devoid of human life, where the men died from starvation or survived on the carcasses of horses washed ashore. Only the ship belonging to Germanicus made it to the coast of the Chaucians, where he wandered sadly, day and night, along the rocks and rugged shore, continually blaming himself for such a terrible catastrophe, and his friends could hardly keep him from throwing himself into the same treacherous waters. Eventually, with the returning tide and a helpful wind, the ships began to come back, all damaged, nearly without oars, or with coats spread out as sails; some, completely disabled, were pulled by those that were still able. He quickly repaired them and sent them out to search the islands; through this effort, many men were rescued; many were saved by the Angrivarians, our new subjects, from their seafaring neighbors and brought back; and some, blown into Great Britain, were returned by local British kings. Those who had traveled from afar shared incredible stories upon their return, "the fury of whirlwinds; astonishing birds; sea monsters with strange shapes, somewhere between human and beast." Strange sights indeed! Or perhaps just products of imagination and fear.
The noise of this wreck, as it animated the Germans with hopes of renewing the war, awakened Germanicus also to restrain them: he commanded Caius Silius, with thirty thousand foot and three thousand horse, to march against the Cattans: he himself, with a greater force, invaded the Marsians, where he learnt from Malovendus, their general, lately taken into our subjection, that the Eagle of one of Varus's legions was hid underground in a neighbouring grove, and kept by a slender guard. Instantly two parties were despatched; one to face the enemy and provoke them from their post; the other to beset their rear and dig up the Eagle; and success attended both. Hence Germanicus advanced with great alacrity, laid waste the country, and smote the foe, either not daring to engage, or, wherever they engaged, suddenly defeated. Nor, as we learnt from the prisoners, were they ever seized with greater dismay: "The Romans," they cried, "are invincible: no calamities can subdue them: they have wrecked their fleet; their arms are lost; our shores are covered with the bodies of their horses and men; and yet they attack us with their usual ferocity, with the same firmness, and with numbers as it were increased."
The sound of this chaos fueled the Germans' hopes of reigniting the war, which also prompted Germanicus to take action to hold them back. He ordered Caius Silius, along with thirty thousand infantry and three thousand cavalry, to march against the Cattans. Meanwhile, he invaded the Marsians with a larger force, where he learned from Malovendus, their general who had recently surrendered to us, that the Eagle of one of Varus's legions was hidden underground in a nearby grove, guarded by only a small force. Immediately, he sent out two groups: one to confront the enemy and draw them away from their position, and the other to surround their rear and retrieve the Eagle. Both missions were successful. As a result, Germanicus moved forward with great energy, ravaged the land, and struck the enemy, who either hesitated to fight or were quickly defeated whenever they did. According to the prisoners we captured, they had never felt more terrified: “The Romans,” they shouted, “are unbeatable: no disasters can break them. They have destroyed their fleet; their weapons are lost; our shores are littered with the bodies of their horses and men; and yet they attack us with their usual savagery, with the same determination, and with numbers that seem to multiply.”
The army was from thence led back into winter quarters, full of joy to have balanced, by this prosperous expedition, their late misfortune at sea; and by the bounty of Germanicus, their joy was heightened, since to each sufferer he caused to be paid as much as each declared he had lost; neither was it doubted but the enemy were humbled, and concerting measures for obtaining peace, and that the next summer would terminate the war. But Tiberius by frequent letters urged him "to come home, there to celebrate the triumph already decreed him; urged that he had already tried enough of events, and tempted abundant hazards: he had indeed fought great and successful battles; but he must likewise remember his losses and calamities, which, however, owing to wind and waves, and no fault of the general, were yet great and grievous. He himself had been sent nine times into Germany by Augustus, and effected much more by policy than arms: it was thus he had brought the Sigambrians into subjection, thus drawn the Suevians and King Maroboduus under the bonds of peace. The Cheruscans too, and the other hostile nations, now the Roman vengeance was satiated, might be left to pursue their own national feuds." Germanicus besought one year to accomplish his conquest; but Tiberius assailed his modesty with a new bait and fresh opportunity, by offering him another Consulship, for the administration of which he was to attend in person at Rome. He added, "that if the war was still to be prosecuted, Germanicus should leave a field of glory to his brother Drusus, to whom there now remained no other; since the Empire had nowhere a war to maintain but in Germany, and thence only Drusus could acquire the title of Imperator, and merit the triumphal laurel." Germanicus persisted no longer; though he knew that this was all feigned and hollow, and saw himself invidiously torn away from a harvest of ripe glory.
The army was then led back into winter quarters, happy to have balanced their recent misfortune at sea with this successful expedition. Their joy was boosted by Germanicus, who made sure that each soldier received compensation for what they claimed to have lost. It was also clear that the enemy was weakened and likely discussing peace, with the expectation that the next summer would bring an end to the war. However, Tiberius frequently wrote to urge him “to come home and celebrate the triumph that had already been granted to him. He mentioned that Germanicus had already experienced enough events and faced many dangers: although he had fought significant and victorious battles, he had to remember his losses and hardships, which, although due to the wind and waves and not the general’s fault, were still considerable and serious. He himself had been sent to Germany nine times by Augustus and had achieved much more through strategy than through combat: this was how he had subdued the Sigambrians and had brought the Suevians and King Maroboduus to peace. The Cheruscans and other hostile nations could now be left to pursue their own conflicts, now that Roman vengeance had been satisfied.” Germanicus asked for one more year to complete his conquest, but Tiberius tempted his modesty with a new offer and fresh opportunity, proposing another Consulship that required him to be in Rome personally. He added, “If the war was still to continue, Germanicus should leave a field of glory for his brother Drusus, who had no other opportunity; since the Empire had no other wars to fight but in Germany, and only there could Drusus earn the title of Imperator and deserve the laurel of triumph.” Germanicus no longer insisted; although he knew this was all insincere and empty, he realized he was being enviously pulled away from a wealth of glory within reach.
Decrees of the Senate were made for driving astrologers and magicians out of Italy; and one of the herd, Lucius Pituanius, was precipitated from the Tarpeian Rock: Publius Marcius, another, was, by the judgment of the Consuls, at the sound of trumpet executed without the Esquiline Gate, according to the ancient form.
Decrees from the Senate were established to expel astrologers and magicians from Italy; and one of them, Lucius Pituanius, was thrown off the Tarpeian Rock. Another, Publius Marcius, was executed by the order of the Consuls at the sound of a trumpet outside the Esquiline Gate, following the traditional method.
Next time the Senate sat, long discourses against the luxury of the city were made by Quintus Haterius, a consular, and by Octavius Fronto, formerly Praetor; and a law was passed "against using table-plate of solid gold, and against men debasing themselves with gorgeous and effeminate silks." Fronto went further, and desired that "the quantities of silver plate, the expense of furniture, and the number of domestics might be limited;" for it was yet common for senators to depart from the present debate and offer, as their advice, whatever they judged conducing to the interest of the commonweal. Against him it was argued by Asinius Callus, "That with the growth of the Empire private riches were likewise grown, and it was no new thing for citizens to live according to their conditions, but agreeable to the most primitive usage: the ancient Fabricii and the later Scipios, having different wealth, lived differently; but all suitably to the several stages of the Commonwealth. Public property was accompanied with domestic; but when the State rose to such a height of magnificence, the magnificence of particulars rose too. As to plate, and train, and expense, there was no standard of excess or frugality, but from the fortunes of men. The law, indeed, had made a distinction between the fortunes of senators and knights; not for any natural difference between them, but that they who excelled in place, rank, and civil pre-eminence, might excel too in other particulars, such as conduced to the health of the body or to the peace and solacement of the soul; unless it were expected, that the most illustrious citizens should sustain the sharpest cares, and undergo the heaviest fatigues and dangers, but continue destitute of every alleviation of fatigue and danger and care." Gallus easily prevailed, whilst under worthy names he avowed and supported popular vices in an assembly engaged in them. Tiberius too had said, "That it was not a season for reformation; or, if there were any corruption of manners, there would not be wanting one to correct them."
The next time the Senate met, Quintus Haterius, a consular, and Octavius Fronto, a former Praetor, delivered lengthy speeches against the city's excesses. A law was passed "against using gold tableware and against men lowering themselves with extravagant and feminine silks." Fronto went further, arguing that "the amounts of silverware, the costs of furniture, and the number of servants should be limited," as it was common for senators to step away from the current debate and suggest what they thought was best for the public good. Asinius Callus countered him, saying, "With the expansion of the Empire, private wealth has grown too, and it's not new for citizens to live according to their means, but rather in line with the oldest traditions: the ancient Fabricii and the later Scipios, though different in wealth, lived differently, yet all suitably according to the various stages of the Commonwealth. Public wealth was aligned with private wealth, but as the State reached levels of magnificence, individual grandeur increased as well. Regarding silverware, retinues, and expenses, there was no standard for excess or frugality other than people's fortunes. The law had indeed established a distinction between the fortunes of senators and knights; not due to any natural difference, but so that those who excelled in position, rank, and civil prominence could also excel in other respects that contributed to their physical well-being or to their peace and comfort; unless it was expected that the most distinguished citizens should bear the harshest burdens and experience the greatest hardships and dangers without any relief from those burdens and dangers." Gallus easily won the debate, as he supported popular vices under respectable names in an assembly engaged in them. Tiberius had also stated, "That it was not a time for reform; or, if there was any moral decay, there would be someone to correct it."
During these transactions, Lucius Piso, after he had declaimed bitterly in the Senate against "the ambitious practices and intrigues of the Forum, the corruption of the tribunals, and the inhumanity of the pleaders breathing continual terror and impeachments," declared "he would entirely relinquish Rome, and retire into a quiet corner of the country, far distant and obscure." With these words he left the Senate; Tiberius was provoked; and yet not only soothed him with gentle words, but likewise obliged Piso's relations, by their authority or entreaties, to retain him. The same Piso gave soon after an equal instance of the indignation of the free spirit, by prosecuting a suit against Urgulania; a lady whom the partial friendship of Livia had set at defiance with the laws. Urgulania being carried, for protection, to the palace, despised the efforts of Piso; so that neither did she submit; nor would he desist, notwithstanding the complaints and resentments of Livia, that in the prosecution "violence and indignity were done to her own person." Tiberius promised to attend the trial, and assist Urgulania; but only promised in civility to his mother, for so far he thought it became him; and thus left the palace, ordering his guards to follow at a distance. People the while crowded about him, and he walked with a slow and composed air: as he lingered, and prolonged the time and way with various discourse, the trial went on. Piso would not be mollified by the importunity of his friends; and hence at last the Empress ordered the payment of the money claimed by him. This was the issue of the affair: by it, Piso lost no renown; and it signally increased the credit of Tiberius. The power, however, of Urgulania was so exorbitant to the State, that she disdained to appear a witness in a certain cause before the Senate: and, when it had been always usual even for the Vestal Virgins to attend the Forum and Courts of Justice, as oft as their evidence was required; a Praetor was sent to examine Urgulania at her own house.
During these events, Lucius Piso, after passionately criticizing in the Senate "the selfish ambitions and scheming of the Forum, the corruption of the courts, and the cruelty of the lawyers who constantly instill fear and drive impeachments," announced "that he would completely leave Rome and retreat to a quiet, distant part of the countryside." With those words, he exited the Senate; Tiberius was irritated, yet not only spoke to him gently but also persuaded Piso's family, either through their authority or pleading, to keep him from leaving. Shortly afterward, Piso demonstrated his defiant spirit again by suing Urgulania, a woman who had been able to defy the laws due to Livia's partial favor. Urgulania, seeking protection, went to the palace, dismissing Piso's attempts, so she neither complied with him nor did he back down, despite Livia's complaints and grievances that in the trial "violence and disrespect were inflicted upon her own person." Tiberius promised to attend the trial and support Urgulania, but this was merely a polite promise to his mother, which he felt was appropriate; he then left the palace, instructing his guards to follow at a distance. Meanwhile, a crowd surrounded him, and he walked slowly and calmly: as he lingered and extended the time with various conversations, the trial continued. Piso would not be swayed by the pleas of his friends; ultimately, the Empress ordered that the money he demanded be paid. This was the outcome of the situation: Piso did not lose any reputation, and it significantly boosted Tiberius's standing. However, Urgulania's influence over the State was so excessive that she refused to testify in a particular case before the Senate; and although it had always been common for even the Vestal Virgins to attend the Forum and Courts of Justice whenever their testimony was needed, a Praetor was sent to question Urgulania at her own home.
The procrastination which happened this year in the public affairs, I should not mention, but that the different opinions of Cneius Piso and Asinius Gallus about it, are worth knowing. Their dispute was occasioned by a declaration of Tiberius; "that he was about to be absent," and it was the motion of Piso, "that for that very reason, the prosecution of public business was the rather to be continued; since, as in the Prince's absence, the Senate and equestrian order might administer their several parts, the same would redound to the honour of the Commonwealth." This was a declaration for liberty, and in it Piso had prevented Gallus, who now in opposition said, "that nothing sufficiently illustrious, nor suiting the dignity of the Roman People, could be transacted but under the immediate eye of the Emperor, and therefore the conflux of suitors and affairs from Italy and the provinces must by all means be reserved for his presence." Tiberius heard and was silent, while the debate was managed on both sides with mighty vehemence; but the adjournment was carried.
The procrastination that occurred this year in public affairs, I won’t elaborate on, but the differing opinions of Cneius Piso and Asinius Gallus regarding it are worth mentioning. Their argument began with Tiberius's announcement that he was going to be absent. Piso suggested that, for that very reason, public business should continue, arguing that in the Prince's absence, the Senate and the equestrian order could manage their respective duties, which would enhance the honor of the Commonwealth. This was a declaration for freedom, and Piso managed to outmaneuver Gallus, who argued in opposition that nothing significant or fitting for the dignity of the Roman People could be conducted without the Emperor’s immediate oversight, and therefore, all requests and matters from Italy and the provinces must be reserved for his presence. Tiberius listened but remained silent, while the debate on both sides was conducted with great intensity; however, the motion for adjournment was passed.
A debate too arose between Gallus and the Emperor: for Gallus moved "that the magistrates should be henceforth elected but once every five years; that the legates of the legions, who had never exercised the Praetorships, should be appointed Praetors; and that the Prince should nominate twelve candidates every year." It was not doubted but this motion had a deeper aim, and that by it the secret springs and reserves of imperial power were invaded. But Tiberius, as if he rather apprehended the augmentation of his power, argued "that it was a heavy task upon his moderation, to choose so many magistrates, and to postpone so many candidates. That disgusts from disappointments were hardly avoided in yearly elections; though, for their solacement, fresh hopes remained of approaching success in the next; now how great must be the hatred, how lasting the resentment of such whose pretensions were to be rejected beyond five years? and whence could it be foreseen that, in so long a tract of time, the same men would continue to have the same dispositions, the same alliances and fortunes? even an annual designation to power made men imperious; how imperious would it make them, if they bore the honour for five years! besides, it would multiply every single magistrate into five, and utterly subvert the laws which had prescribed a proper space for exercising the diligence of the candidates, and for soliciting as well as enjoying preferments."
A debate also came up between Gallus and the Emperor: Gallus proposed "that the magistrates should be elected only once every five years; that the legates of the legions, who had never held the Praetorships, should be appointed as Praetors; and that the Prince should nominate twelve candidates each year." There was little doubt that this proposal had a deeper agenda, and that it encroached upon the hidden mechanisms and resources of imperial power. However, Tiberius, as if he was more concerned about the increase of his own power, argued "that it would be a significant burden on his moderation to choose so many magistrates and to put off so many candidates. Disappointment in yearly elections often led to discontent; although, for relief, there remained fresh hopes for success in the next election. Now, consider how much hatred and how lasting the resentment would be for those whose claims were to be rejected for five years? And how could we expect that over such a long period of time, the same individuals would keep the same motives, alliances, and fortunes? Even being designated to power annually made people arrogant; how much more arrogant would they become if they held that position for five years? Additionally, it would multiply every single magistrate by five and completely undermine the laws that set a reasonable timeframe for candidates to show their diligence and pursue as well as enjoy their positions."
By this speech, in appearance popular, he still retained the spirit and force of the sovereignty. He likewise sustained by gratuities, the dignity of some necessitous Senators: hence it was the more wondered, that he received with haughtiness and repulse the petition of Marcus Hortalus, a young man of signal quality and manifestly poor. He was the grandson of Hortensius the Orator; and had been encouraged by the deified Augustus, with a bounty of a thousand great sestertia, {Footnote: £8333.} to marry for posterity; purely to prevent the extinction of a family most illustrious and renowned. The Senate were sitting in the palace, and Hortalus having set his four children before the door, fixed his eyes, now upon the statue of Hortensius, placed amongst the orators; then upon that of Augustus; and instead of speaking to the question, began on this wise: "Conscript Fathers, you see there the number and infancy of my children; not mine by my own choice, but in compliance with the advice of the Prince: such too was the splendour of my ancestors, that it merited to be perpetuated in their race; but for my own particular, who, marred by the revolution of the times, could not raise wealth, nor engage popular favour, nor cultivate the hereditary fortune of our house, the fortune of Eloquence: I deemed it sufficient if, in my slender circumstances, I lived no disgrace to myself, no burden to others. Commanded by the Emperor, I took a wife; behold the offspring of so many Consuls; behold the descendants of so many Dictators! nor is this remembrance invidiously made, but made to move mercy. In the progress of your reign, Caesar, these children may arrive at the honours in your gift; defend them in the meantime from want: they are the great-grandsons of Hortensius; they are the foster sons of Augustus."
By this speech, which seemed popular, he still maintained the spirit and power of sovereignty. He also supported the dignity of some needy Senators with handouts. Therefore, it was even more surprising that he responded with arrogance and rejection to the request of Marcus Hortalus, a young man of notable quality and clearly in need. He was the grandson of the orator Hortensius and had been encouraged by the deified Augustus with a grant of a thousand great sestertii, {Footnote: £8333.} to marry and have children, solely to prevent the extinction of a most illustrious and renowned family. The Senate was gathered in the palace, and Hortalus, having placed his four children in front of the door, looked first at the statue of Hortensius among the orators and then at that of Augustus. Instead of addressing the issue directly, he said: "Conscript Fathers, you see the number and youth of my children; they are not my choice but are a result of the Prince's advice. The glory of my ancestors deserved to be carried on in their lineage; but as for myself, who, affected by the upheaval of the times, could not gain wealth, win public favor, or maintain the inherited wealth of our family, the legacy of Eloquence: I thought it enough that, in my modest circumstances, I lived without bringing shame upon myself or being a burden to others. At the Emperor's command, I took a wife; behold the offspring of so many Consuls; behold the descendants of so many Dictators! This remembrance is not made with envy, but rather to invoke compassion. During your reign, Caesar, these children may reach the honors you can bestow; in the meantime, protect them from want: they are the great-grandsons of Hortensius; they are the adopted sons of Augustus."
The inclination of the Senate was favourable; an incitement this to Tiberius the more eagerly to thwart Hortalus. These were in effect his words: "If all that are poor recur hither for a provision of money to their children, the public will certainly fail, and yet particulars never be satiated. Our ancestors, when they permitted a departure from the question, to propose somewhat more important to the State, did not therefore permit it, that we might here transact domestic matters, and augment our private rents: an employment invidious both in the Senate and the Prince; since, whether they grant or deny the petitioned bounties, either the people or the petitioners will ever be offended. But these, in truth, are not petitions; they are demands made against order, and made by surprise: while you are assembled upon other affairs, he stands up and urges your pity, by the number and infancy of his children; with the same violence, he charges the attack to me, and as it were bursts open the exchequer; but if by popular bounties we exhaust it, by rapine and oppression we must supply it. The deified Augustus gave you money, Hortalus; but without solicitation he gave it, and on no condition that it should always be given: otherwise diligence will languish; sloth will prevail; and men having no hopes in resources of their own, no anxiety for themselves, but all securely relying on foreign relief, will become private sluggards and public burdens." These and the like reasonings of Tiberius were differently received; with approbation by those whose way it is to extol, without distinction, all the doings of Princes, worthy and unworthy; by most, however, with silence, or low and discontented murmurs. Tiberius perceived it, and having paused a little, said "his answer was particularly to Hortalus; but if the Senate thought fit, he would give his sons two hundred great sestertia each." {Footnote: £1666.} For this all the Senators presented their thanks; only Hortalus said nothing; perhaps through present awe, or perhaps possessed, even in poverty, with the grandeur of his ancient nobility. Nor did Tiberius ever show further pity, though the house of Hortensius was fallen into shameful distress.
The Senate was inclined to agree, which encouraged Tiberius even more to oppose Hortalus. He essentially said: “If all the poor keep coming here for money for their children, the public will definitely suffer, and individuals will never be satisfied. Our ancestors, when they allowed a shift from the main issue to discuss something more important to the State, didn’t do it so we could handle personal matters and boost our private incomes: that’s a job that’s bound to create resentment in both the Senate and the Emperor; because whether they approve or deny the requested assistance, either the people or the requesters will always feel upset. But these are not just requests; they are demands made in disorder and by surprise: while you’re discussing other issues, someone stands up and appeals to your compassion, highlighting the number and youth of his children; with equal fervor, he shifts the blame onto me and practically forces open the treasury; but if we drain it with public handouts, we must replenish it through theft and oppression. The deified Augustus gave you money, Hortalus; but he gave it without being asked and with no expectation that it would always be available: otherwise, effort will fade; laziness will take over; and with no hope in their own resources and no worries for themselves, but all relying on outside help, people will become private slackers and public burdens.” Tiberius’ arguments were received differently: some praised him regardless of whether the actions of Princes were good or bad; however, most listened in silence or with quiet discontent. Tiberius noticed this and after a moment said, “My response is specifically to Hortalus; but if the Senate agrees, I’ll give my sons two hundred great sestertii each.” {Footnote: £1666.} For this, all the Senators expressed their gratitude; only Hortalus remained silent, perhaps out of fear or perhaps still holding on to the prestige of his ancient noble lineage. Nor did Tiberius ever show more compassion, even as the house of Hortensius fell into disgraceful hardship.
At the end of the year, a triumphal arch was raised near the Temple of Saturn; a monument this for the recovery of the Varian Eagles, under the conduct of Germanicus, under the auspices of Tiberius. A temple was dedicated to Happy Fortune near the Tiber, in the gardens bequeathed to the Roman People by Caesar, the Dictator. A chapel was consecrated to the Julian family, and statues to the deified Augustus, in the suburbs called Bovillae. In the consulship of Caius Celius and Lucius Pomponius, the six-and-twentieth of May, Germanicus Caesar triumphed over the Cheruscans, the Cattans, the Angrivarians, and the other nations as far as the Elbe. In the triumph were carried all the spoils and captives, with the representations of mountains, of rivers, and of battles; so that his conquests, because he was restrained from completing them, were taken for complete. His own graceful person, and his chariot filled with his five children, heightened the show and the delight of the beholders; yet they were checked with secret fears, as they remembered "that popular favour had proved malignant to his father Drusus; that his uncle Marcellus was snatched, in his youth, from the burning affections of the populace; and that ever short-lived and unfortunate were the favourites of the Roman People."
At the end of the year, a triumphal arch was built near the Temple of Saturn; a monument for the recovery of the Varian Eagles, led by Germanicus and under the guidance of Tiberius. A temple was dedicated to Happy Fortune near the Tiber, in the gardens that Caesar, the Dictator, left to the Roman People. A chapel was dedicated to the Julian family, and statues of the deified Augustus were placed in the suburbs called Bovillae. In the consulship of Caius Celius and Lucius Pomponius, on the twenty-sixth of May, Germanicus Caesar triumphed over the Cheruscans, the Cattans, the Angrivarians, and other nations as far as the Elbe. During the triumph, all the spoils and captives were displayed, along with representations of mountains, rivers, and battles; so that his conquests, even though he was unable to finish them, were considered complete. His own charming presence, along with his chariot filled with his five children, added to the spectacle and joy of the onlookers; yet they were held back by hidden fears, as they remembered that "popular favor had turned against his father Drusus; that his uncle Marcellus was taken away, in his youth, from the adoring public; and that the favorites of the Roman People always had short-lived and unfortunate fates."
Tiberius distributed to the people, in the name of Germanicus, three hundred sesterces a man, {Footnote: £2, 10s.} and named himself his colleague in the Consulship. Nor even thus did he gain the opinion of tenderness and sincerity: in effect, on pretence of investing the young Prince with fresh preferment and honours, he resolved to alienate him from Rome; and, to accomplish it, craftily framed an occasion, or snatched such an one as chance presented. Archelaus had enjoyed the kingdom of Cappadocia now fifty years; a Prince under the deep displeasure of Tiberius, because, in his retirement at Rhodes, the King had paid him no sort of court or distinction: an omission this which proceeded from no disdain, but from the warnings given him by the confidents of Augustus; for that the young Caius Caesar, the presumptive heir to the sovereignty, then lived, and was sent to compose and administer the affairs of the East; hence the friendship of Tiberius was reckoned then dangerous. But when, by the utter fall of the family of the Caesars, he had gained the Empire, he enticed Archelaus to Rome, by means of letters from his mother, who, without dissembling her son's resentment, offered the King his mercy, provided he came and in person implored it. He, who was either ignorant of the snare, or dreaded violence if he appeared to perceive it, hastened to the city, where he was received by Tiberius with great sternness and wrath, and soon after accused as a criminal in the Senate. The crimes alleged against him were mere fictions; yet, as equal treatment is unusual to kings, and to be treated like malefactors intolerable; Archelaus, who was broken with grief as well as age, by choice or fate ended his life; his kingdom was reduced into a province, and by its revenues Tiberius declared the tax of a hundredth penny would be abated, and reduced it for the future to the two hundredth. At the same time died Antiochus, king of Comagena, as also Philopator, king of Cilicia; and great combustions shook these nations; whilst of the people many desired Roman government, and many were addicted to domestic monarchy. The provinces, too, of Syria and Judea, as they were oppressed with impositions, prayed an abatement of tribute.
Tiberius distributed three hundred sesterces per person to the people, on behalf of Germanicus, {Footnote: £2, 10s.} and declared himself a colleague in the Consulship. Even so, he didn't earn a reputation for kindness or sincerity: under the guise of granting the young Prince new honors and positions, he aimed to distance him from Rome; to achieve this, he cleverly created or seized on an opportunity. Archelaus had ruled the kingdom of Cappadocia for fifty years and was in Tiberius's bad books because, during his retirement in Rhodes, the King had not shown him any respect or favor. This omission stemmed not from disdain, but from advice given to him by Augustus’s confidants, who cautioned that the young Caius Caesar, the likely heir to the throne, was still alive and was handling affairs in the East, making Tiberius’s friendship appear precarious. However, after the complete fall of the Caesars’ family, when he obtained power, he lured Archelaus to Rome with letters from his mother, who, not hiding her son's anger, offered the King mercy if he came to plead for it in person. Whether he was unaware of the trap or feared violence if he showed he knew, he hurried to the city, where Tiberius received him with great severity and anger, soon accusing him of crimes in the Senate. The charges against him were entirely made up; still, since kings rarely treat others equally, and being treated like criminals is intolerable, Archelaus, worn down by grief and age, chose to end his life or did so by fate. His kingdom was turned into a province, and from its revenues, Tiberius announced that the tax rate of one percent would be lowered and set to half a percent going forward. At the same time, Antiochus, king of Comagena, and Philopator, king of Cilicia, also died, causing significant unrest in those regions, where some people wanted Roman rule while others favored local monarchy. The provinces of Syria and Judea, burdened by taxes, also pleaded for a reduction in tribute.
These affairs, and such as I have above related concerning Armenia, Tiberius represented to the Fathers, and "that the commotions of the East could only be settled by the wisdom and abilities of Germanicus; for himself, his age now declined, and that of Drusus was not yet sufficiently ripe." The provinces beyond the sea were thence decreed to Germanicus, with authority superior to all those who obtained provinces by lot, or the nomination of the Prince; but Tiberius had already taken care to remove from the government of Syria Creticus Silanus, one united to Germanicus in domestic alliance, by having to Nero, the eldest son of Germanicus, betrothed his daughter. In his room he had preferred Cneius Piso, a man of violent temper, incapable of subjection, and heir to all the ferocity and haughtiness of his father Piso; the same who, in the civil war, assisted the reviving party against Caesar in Africa with vehement efforts; and then followed Brutus and Cassius, but had at last leave to come home, yet disdained to sue for any public offices; nay, was even courted by Augustus to accept the Consulship. His son, besides his hereditary pride and impetuosity, was elevated with the nobility and wealth of Plancina his wife; scarce yielded he to Tiberius, and, as men far beneath him, despised the sons of Tiberius; neither did he doubt but he was set over Syria on purpose to thwart the measures and defeat all the views of Germanicus. Some even believed that he had to this purpose secret orders from Tiberius, as it was certain that Livia directed Plancina to exert the spirit of the sex, and by constant emulation and indignities persecute Agrippina. For the whole court was rent, and their affections secretly divided between Drusus and Germanicus. Tiberius was partial to Drusus, as his own son by generation; others loved Germanicus; the more for the aversion of his uncle, and for being by his mother of more illustrious descent; as Marc Anthony was his grandfather, and Augustus his great-uncle. On the other side, Pomponius Atticus, a Roman knight, by being the great-grandfather of Drusus, seemed thence to have derived a stain upon the images of the Claudian house; besides, Agrippina, the wife of Germanicus, did in the fruitfulness of her body and the reputation of her virtue far excel Livia, the wife of Drusus. Yet the two brothers lived in amiable dearness and concord, no wise shaken or estranged by the reigning contention amongst their separate friends and adherents.
These events, along with what I’ve shared about Armenia, Tiberius reported to the Senators, stating that “the unrest in the East can only be resolved through the wisdom and skills of Germanicus; as for me, my age is now advanced, and Drusus is not yet mature enough.” The provinces overseas were then granted to Germanicus, giving him authority that surpassed anyone who obtained provinces by lottery or by the Prince’s nomination. However, Tiberius had already ensured that Creticus Silanus, who was tied to Germanicus by family connections through his daughter’s engagement to Nero, Germanicus’s eldest son, was removed from the government of Syria. He replaced him with Cneius Piso, a man known for his violent temperament, unwillingness to be controlled, and who inherited his father Piso’s fierce and arrogant nature; this was the same Piso who, during the civil war, vigorously supported the opposition against Caesar in Africa and later sided with Brutus and Cassius, but eventually returned home without seeking any public offices; indeed, Augustus even invited him to take up the Consulship. Piso’s son, combining his inherited pride and impulsiveness with the status and wealth from his wife Plancina, hardly bowed to Tiberius, and looked down on Tiberius’s sons as beneath him; he was convinced he had been placed in charge of Syria to undermine Germanicus’s efforts and thwart his plans. Some even thought he had secret orders from Tiberius to this end, as it was clear that Livia encouraged Plancina to show the spirit of her gender and to constantly provoke and insult Agrippina. The entire court was divided, with loyalties split between Drusus and Germanicus. Tiberius favored Drusus, being his own biological son; others supported Germanicus, especially due to the disdain from his uncle and his mother’s prestigious lineage, as Marc Antony was his grandfather and Augustus his great-uncle. On the flip side, Pomponius Atticus, a Roman knight, being the great-grandfather of Drusus, seemed to taint the Claudian family's reputation; furthermore, Agrippina, Germanicus’s wife, far surpassed Livia, Drusus’s wife, in her fertility and virtue. Nevertheless, the two brothers maintained a close and affectionate relationship, unaffected by the ongoing rivalry among their respective supporters.
Drusus was soon after sent into Illyricum in order to inure him to war, and gain him the affections of the army; besides, Tiberius thought that the youth, who loved wantoning in the luxuries of Rome, would be reformed in the camp, and that his own security would be enlarged when both his sons were at the head of the legions. But the pretence of sending him was the protection of the Suevians, who were then imploring assistance against the powers of the Cheruscans. For these nations, who since the departure of the Romans saw themselves no longer threatened with terrors from abroad, and were then particularly engaged in a national competition for glory, had relapsed, as usual, into their old intestine feuds, and turned their arms upon each other. The two people were equally powerful, and their two leaders equally brave; but differently esteemed, as the title of king upon Maroboduus had drawn the hate and aversion of his countrymen; whilst Arminius, as a champion warring for the defence of liberty, was the universal object of popular affection.
Drusus was soon sent to Illyricum to toughen him up for war and win the army's favor. Tiberius also thought that the young man, who enjoyed indulging in Rome's luxuries, would be reformed in the camp and that his own security would improve with both of his sons leading the legions. However, the official reason for sending him was to protect the Suevians, who were then seeking help against the Cheruscans. These nations, having felt secure since the Romans had left and now engaged in a national contest for glory, had returned to their usual internal conflicts and turned their weapons against each other. Both groups were equally powerful, and their leaders were equally brave, but they were viewed differently. Maroboduus, who held the title of king, had earned the hatred and disdain of his people, while Arminius, fighting for the defense of freedom, was widely loved by the public.
Hence not only the Cheruscans and their confederates, they who had been the ancient soldiery of Arminius, took arms; but to him too revolted the Semnones and Langobards, both Suevian nations, and even subjects of Maroboduus; and by their accession he would have exceeded in puissance, but Inguiomerus with his band of followers deserted to Maroboduus; for no other cause than disdain, that an old man and an uncle like himself should obey Arminius, a young man, his nephew. Both armies were drawn out, with equal hopes; nor disjointed, like the old German battles, into scattered parties for loose and random attacks; for by long war with us they had learnt to follow their ensigns, to strengthen their main body with parties of reserves, and to observe the orders of their generals. Arminius was now on horseback viewing all the ranks: as he rode through them he magnified their past feats; "their liberty recovered; the slaughtered legions; the spoils of arms wrested from the Romans; monuments of victory still retained in some of their hands." Upon Maroboduus he fell with contumelious names, as "a fugitive, one of no abilities in war; a coward who had sought defence from the gloomy coverts of the Hercynian woods, and then by gifts and solicitations courted the alliance of Rome; a betrayer of his country, and a lifeguard-man of Caesar's, worthy to be exterminated with no less hostile vengeance than in the slaughter of Quinctilius Varus they had shown. Let them only remember so many battles bravely fought; the events of which, particularly the utter expulsion of the Romans, were sufficient proofs with whom remained the glory of the war."
So not only did the Cheruscans and their allies, who had been the ancient soldiers of Arminius, take up arms; but also the Semnones and Langobards, both Suevian tribes, revolted, even though they were subjects of Maroboduus. With their support, Arminius would have had greater power, but Inguiomerus and his followers defected to Maroboduus, driven solely by disdain that an older man and uncle like himself should submit to Arminius, a younger man and his nephew. Both armies were assembled, filled with equal hopes; they weren't scattered like in the old German battles for random attacks. Through prolonged warfare with us, they had learned to follow their standards, bolster their main forces with reserves, and heed the commands of their leaders. Arminius was now on horseback, surveying all the ranks; as he rode through, he praised their past achievements: “their regained freedom; the legions they had slaughtered; the weapons taken from the Romans; the trophies of victory still held by some of them.” He targeted Maroboduus with insults, calling him “a fugitive, incompetent in war; a coward who sought refuge in the dark of the Hercynian forests, then courted Rome's alliance with gifts and pleas; a traitor to his country, a bodyguard for Caesar, deserving to be eradicated with the same fierce vengeance shown in the slaughter of Quinctilius Varus.” He urged them to remember the many battles they had fought bravely, the outcomes of which, especially the complete expulsion of the Romans, were clear evidence of who truly held the glory of the war.
Neither did Maroboduus fail to boast himself and depreciate the foe. "In the person of Inguiomerus," he said (holding him by the hand), "rested the whole renown of the Cheruscans; and from his counsels began all their exploits that ended in success. Arminius, a man of a frantic spirit, and a novice in affairs, assumed to himself the glory of another, for having by treachery surprised three legions, which expected no foe, and their leader, who feared no fraud; a base surprise, revenged since on Germany with heavy slaughters, and on Arminius himself with domestic infamy, while his wife and his son still bore the bonds of captivity. For himself, when attacked formerly by Tiberius at the head of twelve legions, he had preserved unstained the glory of Germany, and on equal terms ended the war. Nor did he repent of the treaty, since it was still in their hands to wage anew equal war with the Romans, or save blood and maintain peace." The armies, besides the incitements from these speeches, were animated by national stimulations of their own. The Cheruscans fought for their ancient renown; the Langobards for their recent liberty; and the Suevians and their king, on the contrary, were struggling for the augmentation of their monarchy. Never did armies make a fiercer onset; never had onset a more ambiguous event; for both the right wings were routed, and hence a fresh encounter was certainly expected, till Maroboduus drew off his army and encamped upon the hills; a manifest sign this that he was humbled. Frequent desertions too leaving him at last naked of forces, he retired to the Marcomannians, and thence sent ambassadors to Tiberius to implore succours. They were answered, "That he had no right to invoke aid of the Roman arms against the Cheruscans, since to the Romans, while they were warring with the same foe, he had never administered any assistance." Drusus was, however, sent away, as I have said, with the character of a negotiator of peace.
Maroboduus didn't hesitate to boast about himself while belittling the enemy. "In Inguiomerus," he said (holding his hand), "lies the entire reputation of the Cheruscans; all their successful exploits stemmed from his advice. Arminius, a man driven by passion and inexperienced in matters, claimed credit for someone else's glory by unexpectedly ambushing three legions who were caught off guard, and their leader, who didn't anticipate any deceit; it was a cowardly attack, avenged later on Germany with significant losses, and on Arminius himself with personal disgrace, while his wife and son remained captives. In contrast, when Tiberius had previously attacked him with twelve legions, he maintained Germany's honor and ended the war on equal terms. He didn't regret the treaty, as they still had the power to wage a fair war against the Romans or to save lives and keep the peace." The armies, driven not only by Maroboduus's speeches but also by their own national pride, were fueled by their motivations. The Cheruscans fought for their ancient glory; the Langobards for their newfound freedom; while the Suevians and their king were battling to expand their monarchy. The clash was intense; never had armies engaged so fiercely, and the outcome was uncertain as both right wings were defeated, leading to an expectation of further conflict until Maroboduus withdrew his forces and set up camp on the hills, a clear sign that he was diminished. Frequent desertions left him ultimately devoid of strength, and he retreated to the Marcomannians, sending ambassadors to Tiberius to plead for help. They were told, "You have no right to call for Roman support against the Cheruscans, as you never assisted the Romans during their fight against the same enemy." Drusus was, however, dispatched, as I mentioned, with the role of a peace negotiator.
The same year twelve noble cities of Asia were overturned by an earthquake: the ruin happened in the night, and the more dreadful as its warnings were unobserved; neither availed the usual sanctuary against such calamities, namely, a flight to the fields, since those who fled, the gaping earth devoured. It is reported "that mighty mountains subsided, plains were heaved into high hills: and that with flashes and eruptions of fire, the mighty devastation was everywhere accompanied." The Sardians felt most heavily the rage of the concussion, and therefore most compassion: Tiberius promised them an hundred thousand great sesterces, {Footnote: £83,000.} and remitted their taxes for five years. The inhabitants of Magnesia, under Mount Sipylus, were held the next in sufferings, and had proportionable relief. The Temnians, Philadelphians, the Aegeatans, Apollonians, with those called the Mostenians or Macedonians of Hyrcania, the cities too of Hierocaesarea, Cyme, and Tmolus, were all for the same term eased of tribute. It was likewise resolved to send one of the Senate to view the desolations and administer proper remedies: Marcus Aletus was therefore chosen, one of Praetorian rank; because, a Consular Senator then governing Asia, had another of the like quality been sent, an emulation between equals was apprehended, and consequently opposition and delays.
The same year, twelve noble cities in Asia were struck by an earthquake: the devastation occurred at night and was even more terrifying because the warnings went unnoticed. The usual method of seeking safety—fleeing to the fields—didn't work, as those who ran were swallowed up by the opening ground. It’s reported that "mighty mountains sank, plains were pushed up into high hills, and with flashes and eruptions of fire, the widespread destruction was everywhere accompanied." The Sardians suffered the most from the impact and therefore received the most sympathy: Tiberius promised them a hundred thousand large sesterces, {Footnote: £83,000.} and canceled their taxes for five years. The people of Magnesia, at the foot of Mount Sipylus, were next in suffering and received similar support. The Temnians, Philadelphians, Aegeatans, Apollonians, as well as the Mostenians or Macedonians of Hyrcania, along with the cities of Hierocaesarea, Cyme, and Tmolus, were all relieved of tribute for the same period. It was also decided to send a senator to assess the destruction and provide appropriate assistance: Marcus Aletus was chosen for this task, as a Consular Senator was already governing Asia; sending another senator of the same rank could lead to rivalry among equals, and thus cause opposition and delays.
The credit of this noble bounty to the public, he increased by private liberalities, which proved equally popular: the estate of the wealthy Aemilia Musa, claimed by the exchequer, as she died intestate, he surrendered to Aemilius Lepidus, to whose family she seemed to belong; as also to Marcus Servilius the inheritance of Patuleius, a rich Roman knight, though part of it had been bequeathed to himself; but he found Servilius named sole heir in a former and well-attested will. He said such was "the nobility of both, that they deserved to be supported." Nor did he ever to himself accept any man's inheritance, but where former friendship gave him a title. The wills of such as were strangers to him, and of such as, from hate and prejudice to others, had appointed the Prince their heir, he utterly rejected. But, as he relieved the honest poverty of the virtuous, so he degraded from the Senate (or suffered to quit it of their own accord) Vibidius Varro, Marius Nepos, Appius Appianus, Cornelius Sylla, and Quintus Vitellius, all prodigals, and only through debauchery indigent.
He gained public credit for his generous acts, which were further enhanced by his private donations that were also well-received. He returned the estate of the wealthy Aemilia Musa, which the treasury claimed after her intestate death, to Aemilius Lepidus, as it seemed to belong to his family. He also gave the inheritance of Patuleius, a wealthy Roman knight, to Marcus Servilius, even though part of it had been left to him; he discovered that Servilius was named the sole heir in a previous, verified will. He remarked that their "nobility was such that they deserved support." He never accepted anyone's inheritance unless prior friendship justified it. He completely rejected the wills of those who were strangers to him, and those who, out of hate or prejudice towards others, had named the Prince as their heir. However, while he assisted the genuinely poor and virtuous, he expelled from the Senate (or allowed them to leave voluntarily) Vibidius Varro, Marius Nepos, Appius Appianus, Cornelius Sylla, and Quintus Vitellius, who were all wastrels, reduced to poverty only by their debauchery.
About this time Tiberius finished and consecrated what Augustus began, the Temples of the Gods consumed by age or fire: that near the great Circus, vowed by Aulus Posthumius the Dictator, to Bacchus, Proserpina, and Ceres. In the same place the Temple of Flora, founded by Lucius Publicius and Marcus Publicius while they were Aediles. The Temple of Janus, built in the Herb Market by Caius Duillius, who first signalised the Roman power at sea, and merited a naval triumph over the Carthaginians. That of Hope was dedicated by Germanicus: this temple Atilius had vowed in the same war.
About this time, Tiberius completed and dedicated what Augustus had started, the Temples of the Gods that had been worn down by age or destroyed by fire: the one near the great Circus, pledged by Aulus Posthumius the Dictator, to Bacchus, Proserpina, and Ceres. In the same spot was the Temple of Flora, established by Lucius Publicius and Marcus Publicius while they were Aediles. The Temple of Janus was built in the Herb Market by Caius Duillius, who first made a name for Roman power at sea and earned a naval triumph over the Carthaginians. The Temple of Hope was dedicated by Germanicus; Atilius had made a vow for this temple during the same war.
The Consuls for the following year were, Tiberius the third time, Germanicus the second. This dignity overtook Germanicus at Nicopolis, a city of Achaia, whither he arrived by the coast of Illyricum, from visiting his brother Drusus, then abiding in Dalmatia; and had suffered a tempestuous passage, both in the Adriatic and Ionian Sea: he therefore spent a few days to repair his fleet, and viewed the while the Bay of Actium renowned for the naval victory there; as also the spoils consecrated by Augustus, and the Camp of Anthony, with an affecting remembrance of these his ancestors; for Anthony, as I have said, was his great uncle, Augustus his grandfather; hence this scene proved to Germanicus a mighty source of images pleasing and sad. Next he proceeded to Athens, where in concession to that ancient city, allied to Rome, he would use but one Lictor. The Greeks received him with the most elaborate honours, and to dignify their personal flattery, carried before him tablatures of the signal deeds and sayings of his ancestors.
The Consuls for the following year were Tiberius for the third time and Germanicus for the second. This honor was given to Germanicus in Nicopolis, a city in Achaia, where he arrived by the coast of Illyricum after visiting his brother Drusus, who was staying in Dalmatia. He faced a rough journey across the Adriatic and Ionian Sea, so he spent a few days repairing his fleet and took the time to explore the Bay of Actium, famous for its naval victory. He also saw the trophies dedicated by Augustus and the Camp of Anthony, reflecting on his ancestry; Anthony was his great uncle and Augustus his grandfather. This visit stirred strong emotions in Germanicus, combining both joy and sadness. He then traveled to Athens, where, in respect for the ancient city allied with Rome, he chose to have only one Lictor accompany him. The Greeks welcomed him with great honors, and to flatter him further, they carried tablets displaying the remarkable deeds and sayings of his ancestors.
Hence he sailed to Eubea, thence to Lesbos, where Agrippina was delivered of Julia, who proved her last birth; then he kept the coast of Asia and visited Perinthus and Byzantium, cities of Thrace, and entered the straits of Propontis, and the mouth of the Euxine; fond of beholding ancient places long celebrated by fame: he relieved at the same time, the provinces wherever distracted with intestine factions, or aggrieved with the oppressions of their magistrates. In his return he strove to see the religious rites of the Samothracians, but by the violence of the north wind was repulsed from the shore. As he passed, he saw Troy and her remains, venerable for the vicissitude of her fate, and for the birth of Rome: regaining the coast of Asia, he put in at Colophon, to consult there the oracle of the Clarian Apollo: it is no Pythoness that represents the God here, as at Delphos, but a Priest, one chosen from certain families, chiefly of Miletus; neither requires he more than just to hear the names and numbers of the querists, and then descends into the oracular cave; where, after a draught of water from a secret spring, though ignorant for the most part of letters and poetry, he yet utters his answers in verse, which has for its subject the conceptions and wishes of each consultant. He was even said to have sung to Germanicus his hastening fate, but as oracles are wont, in terms dark and doubtful.
Hence, he sailed to Eubea, then to Lesbos, where Agrippina gave birth to Julia, who turned out to be her last child; then he followed the coast of Asia and visited Perinthus and Byzantium, cities in Thrace, and entered the straits of Propontis and the mouth of the Euxine. He loved to see ancient places long famous; at the same time, he helped the provinces that were struggling with internal conflicts or suffering from the oppression of their officials. On his way back, he tried to witness the religious rites of the Samothracians, but was driven away from the shore by the fierce north wind. As he passed, he saw Troy and its ruins, which are revered for the changes in its fate and for the birth of Rome. Regaining the coast of Asia, he stopped at Colophon to consult the oracle of the Clarian Apollo: unlike at Delphi, where a Pythoness represents the God, here a Priest, chosen from certain families mainly of Miletus, takes on the role. He only needs to hear the names and numbers of those asking questions before he descends into the oracular cave; there, after drinking from a secret spring, although mostly uneducated in letters and poetry, he still delivers his answers in verse, reflecting the thoughts and wishes of each questioner. He was even said to have sung to Germanicus about his impending fate, but as oracles are known to do, the words were dark and ambiguous.
But Cneius Piso, hurrying to the execution of his purposes, terrified the city of Athens by a tempestuous entry, and reproached them in a severe speech, with oblique censure of Germanicus, "that debasing the dignity of the Roman name, he had paid excessive court, not to the Athenians by so many slaughters long since extinct, but to the then mixed scum of nations there; for that these were they who had leagued with Mithridates against Sylla, and with Anthony against Augustus." He even charged them with the errors and misfortunes of ancient Athens; her impotent attempts against the Macedonians; her violence and ingratitude to her own citizens. He was also an enemy to their city from personal anger; because they would not pardon at his request one Theophilus condemned by the Areopagus for forgery. From thence sailing hastily through the Cyclades, and taking the shortest course, he overtook Germanicus at Rhodes, but was there driven by a sudden tempest upon the rocks: and Germanicus, who was not ignorant with what malignity and invectives he was pursued, yet acted with so much humanity, that when he might have left him to perish, and to casualty have referred the destruction of his enemy; he despatched galleys to rescue him from the wreck. This generous kindness however assuaged not the animosity of Piso; and scarce could he brook a day's delay with Germanicus, but left him in haste to arrive in Syria before him: nor was he sooner there, and found himself amongst the legions, than he began to court the common men by bounties and caresses, to assist them with his countenance and credit, to form factions, to remove all the ancient centurions and every tribune of remarkable discipline and severity, and, in their places, to put dependents of his own, or men recommended only by their crimes; he permitted sloth in the camp, licentiousness in the towns, a rambling and disorderly soldiery, and carried the corruption so high, that in the discourses of the herd, he was styled Father of the Legions. Nor did Plancina restrain herself to a conduct seemly in her sex, but frequented the exercises of the cavalry, and attended the decursions of the cohorts; everywhere inveighing against Agrippina, everywhere against Germanicus; and some even of the most deserving soldiers became prompt to base obedience, from a rumour whispered abroad, "that all this was not unacceptable to Tiberius."
But Cneius Piso, rushing to achieve his goals, shocked the city of Athens with a chaotic entrance and harshly criticized them in a severe speech, indirectly blaming Germanicus for "lowering the dignity of the Roman name by excessively flattering not the long-gone Athenians with so many past slaughters, but the current mixed crowd of nations there; for these were the ones who had teamed up with Mithridates against Sylla and with Anthony against Augustus." He even accused them of the mistakes and misfortunes of ancient Athens: their ineffective attempts against the Macedonians, their violence and ingratitude towards their own citizens. He also had a personal vendetta against the city because they wouldn’t pardon Theophilus, who had been sentenced to death by the Areopagus for forgery, at his request. Afterward, he quickly sailed through the Cyclades, taking the fastest route, and caught up with Germanicus at Rhodes, but was suddenly driven onto the rocks by a storm. Germanicus, aware of the spiteful attacks against him, still acted with such kindness that even though he could have let Piso perish and blamed fate for his enemy's downfall, he sent ships to save him from the wreckage. However, this generous act did not lessen Piso’s hostility; he could barely tolerate even a day's delay before Germanicus and hurried ahead to reach Syria first. As soon as he arrived and found himself among the legions, he began to charm the common soldiers with gifts and favors, seeking their support, forming factions, removing all the seasoned centurions and every strict tribune, and replacing them with his own loyalists or people suggested only for their wrongdoings. He allowed laziness in the camp, misbehavior in the towns, a disorganized and disorderly army, and he led the corruption so far that he was referred to as Father of the Legions in conversations among the ranks. Plancina also did not restrain herself to behavior expected of her gender, frequently participating in cavalry exercises and attending the movements of the cohorts; everywhere criticizing Agrippina and Germanicus, and some of the most respected soldiers became eager to show undeserved loyalty, fueled by a rumor that "all this was not displeasing to Tiberius."
These doings were all known to Germanicus; but his more instant care was to visit Armenia, an inconstant and restless nation this from the beginning; inconstant from the genius of the people, as well as from the situation of their country, which bordering with a large frontier on our provinces, and stretching thence quite to Media, is enclosed between the two great Empires, and often at variance with them; with the Romans through antipathy and hatred, with the Parthians through competition and envy. At this time and ever since the removal of Vonones, they had no king; but the affections of the nations leaned to Zeno, son of Polemon, king of Pontus, because by an attachment, from his infancy, to the fashions and customs of the Armenians, by hunting, feasting, and other usages practised and renowned amongst the barbarians, he had equally won the nobles and people. Upon his head therefore, at the city of Artaxata, with the approbation of the nobles, in a great assembly, Germanicus put the regal diadem; and the Armenians doing homage to their king, saluted him, Artaxias, a name which from that of their city, they gave him. The Cappadocians, at this time reduced into the form of a province, received for their governor Quintus Veranius; and to raise their hopes of the gentler dominion of Rome, several of the royal taxes were lessened. Quintus Servaeus was set over the Comagenians, then first subjected to the jurisdiction of a Praetor.
These events were all known to Germanicus; however, he was more focused on visiting Armenia, a nation known for being unpredictable and restless from the start. Its inconsistency stems from the character of its people as well as its geography, which lies along a vast border with our provinces, stretching all the way to Media. Armenia is caught between two great empires, often at odds with both; they have conflict with the Romans out of resentment and animosity, and with the Parthians out of rivalry and jealousy. At this time, and ever since the removal of Vonones, they had no king. The people's support leaned toward Zeno, the son of Polemon, king of Pontus, because he had developed a fondness for Armenian traditions since childhood, enjoying their pastimes like hunting, feasting, and other customs celebrated among the locals, which earned him the admiration of both the nobles and the populace. Therefore, in the city of Artaxata, with the approval of the nobles during a large gathering, Germanicus placed the royal diadem on his head, and the Armenians pledged their allegiance to their king, giving him the name Artaxias, after their city. At this time, the Cappadocians, newly organized into a province, were governed by Quintus Veranius; to boost their expectations of the gentler rule of Rome, several of the royal taxes were reduced. Quintus Servaeus was appointed over the Comagenians, who were subjected for the first time to the authority of a Praetor.
From the affairs of the allies, thus all successfully settled, Germanicus reaped no pleasure, through the perverseness and pride of Piso, who was ordered to lead by himself or his son, part of the legions into Armenia, but contemptuously neglected to do either. They at last met at Cyrrum, the winter quarters of the tenth legion, whither each came with a prepared countenance; Piso to betray no fear, and Germanicus would not be thought to threaten. He was indeed, as I have observed, of a humane and reconcilable spirit: but, officious friends expert at inflaming animosities, aggravated real offences, added fictitious, and with manifold imputations charged Piso, Plancina, and their sons. To this interview Germanicus admitted a few intimates, and began his complaints in words such as dissembled resentment dictates. Piso replied with disdainful submissions; and they parted in open enmity. Piso hereafter came rarely to the tribunal of Germanicus; or, if he did, sate sternly there, and in manifest opposition: he likewise published his spite at a feast of the Nabathean King's, where golden crowns of great weight were presented to Germanicus and Agrippina; but to Piso and the rest, such as were light: "This banquet," he said, "was made for the son of a Roman prince, not of a Parthian monarch:" with these words, he cast away his crown, and uttered many invectives against luxury: sharp insults and provocations these to Germanicus; yet he bore them.
From the dealings of the allies, now all resolved, Germanicus found no satisfaction due to the stubbornness and arrogance of Piso, who was supposed to lead part of the legions into Armenia by himself or through his son, but rudely chose to do neither. They finally met at Cyrrum, the winter quarters of the tenth legion, where each arrived with a composed demeanor; Piso to show no fear, and Germanicus to avoid appearing threatening. He was, as I've mentioned, of a kind and conciliatory nature; however, meddlesome friends skilled at stirring up resentment heightened real grievances, added false ones, and bombarded Piso, Plancina, and their sons with various accusations. For this meeting, Germanicus allowed only a few close friends to attend and began expressing his grievances in a manner that hinted at concealed anger. Piso responded with dismissive subservience, and they parted with open hostility. Afterward, Piso rarely appeared before Germanicus’s tribunal; when he did, he sat there sternly, clearly opposed. He also showed his resentment at a feast hosted by the Nabathean King, where heavy golden crowns were presented to Germanicus and Agrippina, but only light crowns were given to Piso and the others. “This banquet,” he said, “was meant for the son of a Roman prince, not for a Parthian king:” with these words, he threw away his crown and made many jabs against luxury: sharp insults and provocations aimed at Germanicus; yet he endured them.
In the consulship of Marcus Silanus and Lucius Norbanus, Germanicus travelled to Egypt, to view the famous antiquities of the country; though for the motives of the journey, the care and inspection of the province were publicly alleged: and, indeed, by opening the granaries, he mitigated the price of corn, and practised many things grateful to the people; walking without guards, his feet bare, and his habit the same with that of the Greeks; after the example of Publius Scipio, who, we are told, was constant in the same practices in Sicily, even during the rage of the Punic War there. For these his assumed manners and foreign habit, Tiberius blamed him in a gentle style, but censured him with great asperity for violating an establishment of Augustus, and entering Alexandria without consent of the Prince. For Augustus, amongst other secrets of power, had appropriated Egypt, and restrained the senators, and dignified Roman knights from going thither without licence; as he apprehended that Italy might be distressed with famine by any who seized that province, the key to the Empire by sea and land, and defensible by a light band of men against potent armies.
In the consulship of Marcus Silanus and Lucius Norbanus, Germanicus traveled to Egypt to see the famous ancient sites there; although publicly, it was said he was caring for and inspecting the province. In fact, by opening the granaries, he helped lower the price of grain and did many things that were appreciated by the people. He walked without guards, barefoot, and dressed like the Greeks, following the example of Publius Scipio, who, as we’re told, consistently did the same in Sicily, even during the heat of the Punic War. For these assumed behaviors and foreign attire, Tiberius gently criticized him but harshly condemned him for violating an order from Augustus and entering Alexandria without the Prince's permission. Augustus had, among other secret powers, taken control of Egypt and prohibited senators and noble Roman knights from going there without permission; he feared that Italy could suffer from famine if anyone took that province, which was the key to the Empire by sea and land, and could be defended with a small group against large armies.
Germanicus, not yet informed that his journey was censured, sailed up the Nile, beginning at Canopus, {Footnote: Near Aboukir.} one of its mouths: it was built by the Spartans, as a monument to Canopus, a pilot buried there, at the time when Menelaus returning to Greece was driven to different seas and the Lybian continent. Hence he visited the next mouth of the river sacred to Hercules: him the nations aver to have been born amongst them; that he was the most ancient of the name, and that all the rest, who with equal virtue followed his example, were, in honour, called after him. Next he visited the mighty antiquities of ancient Thebes; {Footnote: Karnak and Luxor.} where upon huge obelisks yet remained Egyptian characters, describing its former opulency: one of the oldest priests was ordered to interpret them; he said they related "that it once contained seven hundred thousand fighting men; that with that army King Rhamses had conquered Lybia, Ethiopia, the Medes and Persians, the Bactrians and Scythians; and to his Empire had added the territories of the Syrians, Armenians, and their neighbours the Cappadocians; a tract of countries reaching from the sea of Bithynia to that of Lycia:" here also was read the assessment of tribute laid on the several nations; what weight of silver and gold; what number of horses and arms; what ivory and perfumes, as gifts to the temples; what measures of grain; what quantities of all necessaries, were by each people paid; revenues equally grand with those exacted by the denomination of the Parthians, or by the power of the Romans.
Germanicus, unaware that his journey was criticized, sailed up the Nile, starting at Canopus, {Footnote: Near Aboukir.} one of its mouths. It was built by the Spartans as a tribute to Canopus, a pilot buried there, during the time when Menelaus was returning to Greece and got carried to different seas and the Libyan coast. From there, he visited the next mouth of the river, which was dedicated to Hercules. The locals claimed he was born among them, that he was the earliest with that name, and that all others who followed his example with equal virtue were honored by being called after him. He then explored the impressive ruins of ancient Thebes; {Footnote: Karnak and Luxor.} where enormous obelisks still displayed Egyptian writing that described its past wealth. An elder priest was asked to translate them; he stated they said, "It once had seven hundred thousand soldiers; with that army, King Rhamses conquered Libya, Ethiopia, the Medes and Persians, the Bactrians and Scythians; and to his empire, he added the lands of the Syrians, Armenians, and their neighbors, the Cappadocians; a stretch of territory from the sea of Bithynia to that of Lycia." Here, they also read about the tribute imposed on various nations, detailing how much silver and gold, the number of horses and weapons, the ivory and perfumes given to the temples, the measures of grain, and the quantities of all essentials paid by each people; revenues just as impressive as those demanded by the Parthians or taken by the Romans.
Germanicus was intent upon seeing other wonders: the chief were; the effigies of Memnon, a colossus of stone, yielding when struck by the solar rays, a vocal sound; the Pyramids rising, like mountains, amongst rolling and almost impassable waves of sand; monuments these of the emulation and opulency of Egyptian kings; the artificial lake, a receptacle of the overflowing Nile; and elsewhere abysses of such immense depth, that those, who tried, could never fathom. Thence he proceeded to Elephantina and Syene, two islands, formerly frontiers of the Roman empire, which is now widened to the Red Sea.
Germanicus was eager to see more wonders. Among the top attractions were the statues of Memnon, a giant stone figure that produced a sound when hit by sunlight; the Pyramids rising like mountains amidst the vast, nearly impassable sand dunes; these were monuments to the ambition and wealth of Egyptian kings; the artificial lake, which collected the overflowing Nile; and other deep chasms so profound that no one who attempted to measure them could succeed. From there, he moved on to Elephantina and Syene, two islands that used to mark the borders of the Roman Empire, which has now expanded to the Red Sea.
Whilst Germanicus spent this summer in several provinces, Drusus was sowing feuds amongst the Germans, and thence reaped no light renown; and, as the power of Maroboduus was already broken, he engaged them to persist and complete his ruin. Amongst the Gotones was a young man of quality, his name Catualda, a fugitive long since from the violence of Maroboduus, but now in his distress, resolved on revenge: hence with a stout band, he entered the borders of the Marcomannians, and corrupting their chiefs into his alliance, stormed the regal palace, and the castle situate near it. In the pillage were found the ancient stores of prey accumulated by the Suevians; as also many victuallers and traders from our provinces; men who were drawn hither from their several homes, first by privilege of traffic, then retained by a passion to multiply gain, and at last, through utter oblivion of their own country, fixed, like natives, in a hostile soil.
While Germanicus spent the summer in various provinces, Drusus was stirring up conflicts among the Germans, gaining some recognition for it. Since Maroboduus's power was already weakened, he encouraged them to continue and finish off his downfall. Among the Gotones was a young nobleman named Catualda, who had escaped from Maroboduus's tyranny long ago but was now determined to seek revenge. With a strong group, he crossed into Marcomannian territory, bribing their leaders to join him. He then attacked the royal palace and the nearby fortress. In the spoils, they discovered ancient treasures that the Suevians had gathered over time, as well as many merchants and traders from our provinces. These men had originally come here for trade privileges, then stayed to increase their wealth, and eventually, in complete forgetfulness of their homeland, settled in this hostile land as if they were locals.
To Maroboduus on every side forsaken, no other refuge remained but the mercy of Caesar: he therefore passed the Danube where it washes the province of Norica, and wrote to Tiberius; not however in the language of a fugitive or supplicant, but with a spirit suitable to his late grandeur, "that many nations invited him to them, as a king once so glorious; but he preferred to all the friendship of Rome." The Emperor answered, "that in Italy he should have a safe and honourable retreat, and, when his affairs required his presence, the same security to return." But to the Senate he declared, "that never had Philip of Macedon been so terrible to the Athenians; nor Pyrrhus, nor Antiochus to the Roman people." The speech is extant: in it he magnifies "the greatness of the man, the fierceness and bravery of the nations his subjects; the alarming nearness of such an enemy to Italy, and his own artful measures to destroy him." Maroboduus was kept at Ravenna, for a check and terror to the Suevians; as if, when at any time they grew turbulent, he were there in readiness to recover their subjection: yet in eighteen years he left not Italy, but grew old in exile there; his renown too became eminently diminished; such was the price he paid for an over-passionate love of life. The same fate had Catualda, and no other sanctuary; he was soon after expulsed by the forces of the Hermundurans led by Vibilius, and being received under the Roman protection, was conveyed to Forum Julium, a colony in Narbon Gaul. The barbarians their followers, lest, had they been mixed with the provinces, they might have disturbed their present quiet, were placed beyond the Danube, between the rivers Marus and Cusus, and for their king had assigned them Vannius, by nation a Quadian.
Maroboduus, abandoned on all sides, had no other refuge left but Caesar’s mercy. He crossed the Danube where it borders the province of Norica and wrote to Tiberius, not as a fugitive or beggar, but with a tone fitting his former glory, "Many nations are inviting me as a once-glorious king; however, I prefer the friendship of Rome above all." The Emperor replied, "In Italy, you will have a safe and honorable refuge, and when your affairs require your presence, you’ll have the same security to return." To the Senate, he stated, "Never has Philip of Macedon been so fearsome to the Athenians; nor Pyrrhus, nor Antiochus to the Romans." The speech still exists: in it, he praises "the greatness of the man, the fierceness and bravery of the nations he ruled, the alarming proximity of such an enemy to Italy, and his clever strategies to eliminate him." Maroboduus was kept at Ravenna, meant to deter the Suevians; as if whenever they became restless, he was there ready to reassert their control. However, for eighteen years he never left Italy, growing old in exile; his reputation also significantly faded, such was the cost of his intense desire to live. Catualda faced the same fate, with no other refuge; he was soon expelled by the forces of the Hermundurans led by Vibilius, and, once under Roman protection, was taken to Forum Julium, a colony in Narbon Gaul. The accompanying barbarians were kept separate to avoid disturbing the current peace, placed across the Danube, between the rivers Marus and Cusus, and they were given Vannius, a Quadian by birth, as their king.
As soon as it was known at Rome, that Artaxias was by Germanicus given to the Armenians for their king, the fathers decreed to him and Drusus the lesser triumph: triumphal arches were likewise erected, on each side of the Temple of Mars the Avenger, supporting the statues of these two Caesars; and for Tiberius, he was more joyful to have established peace by policy, than if by battles and victories he had ended the war.
As soon as word got to Rome that Germanicus had appointed Artaxias as king of the Armenians, the Senate granted him and Drusus a minor triumph. Triumphal arches were also built on either side of the Temple of Mars the Avenger, showcasing the statues of these two Caesars. Tiberius felt more pleased to have achieved peace through diplomacy than if he had accomplished it through battles and victories.
Germanicus returning from Egypt, learned that all his orders left with the legions, and the eastern cities, were either entirely abolished, or contrary regulations established: a ground this for his severe reproaches and insults upon Piso. Nor less keen were the efforts and machinations of Piso against Germanicus; yet Piso afterwards determined to leave Syria, but was detained by the following illness of Germanicus: again when he heard of his recovery, and perceived that vows were paid for his restoration; the Lictors, by his command, broke the solemnity, drove away the victims already at the altars; overturned the apparatus of the sacrifice; and scattered the people of Antioch employed in celebrating the festival. He then departed to Seleucia, waiting the event of the malady which had again assaulted Germanicus. His own persuasion too, that poison was given him by Piso, heightened the cruel vehemence of the disease: indeed, upon the floors and walls were found fragments of human bodies, the spoils of the grave; with charms and incantations; and the name of Germanicus graved on sheets of lead; carcasses half burnt, besmeared with gore; and other witchcrafts, by which souls are thought doomed to the infernal gods: besides there were certain persons, charged as creatures of Piso, purposely sent and employed to watch the progress and efforts of the disease.
Germanicus, back from Egypt, found that all his orders given to the legions and the eastern cities were either completely ignored or replaced with conflicting regulations. This prompted his harsh criticisms and insults toward Piso. Piso, in turn, was just as determined to undermine Germanicus. However, Piso decided to leave Syria but was held back by Germanicus's illness. When he heard of Germanicus's recovery and saw that vows were being fulfilled for his healing, he ordered the Lictors to disrupt the ceremony, driving away the sacrificial animals that were already at the altars, dismantling the setup for the sacrifice, and scattering the people of Antioch who were celebrating the festival. He then went to Seleucia, waiting to see how Germanicus's illness would unfold. His belief that Piso had poisoned him only intensified the severity of his sickness. In fact, fragments of human remains, grave goods, charms, incantations, and the name "Germanicus" carved on sheets of lead were found on the floors and walls; there were also half-burned carcasses smeared with blood and other types of witchcraft believed to doom souls to the underworld. Additionally, certain individuals, accused of being agents of Piso, were specifically sent to monitor the progress of the disease.
These things filled Germanicus with apprehensions great as his resentment: "If his doors," he said, "were besieged, if under the eyes of his enemies he must render up his spirit, what was to be expected to his unhappy wife, what to his infant children?" The progress of poison was thought too slow; Piso was impatient, and urging with eagerness to command alone the legions, to possess alone the province: but Germanicus was not sunk to such lowness and impotence, that the price of his murder should remain with the murderer: and by a letter to Piso, he renounced his friendship: some add, that he commanded him to depart the province. Nor did Piso tarry longer, but took ship; yet checked her sailing in order to return with the more quickness, should the death of Germanicus the while leave the government of Syria vacant.
These things filled Germanicus with fears as deep as his anger: "If his doors are under siege, and if he has to give up his life right in front of his enemies, what will happen to his poor wife, and what will happen to his young kids?" The effects of the poison were thought to be too slow; Piso was impatient and eager to take full control of the legions and govern the province alone. But Germanicus was not so low and powerless that he would allow the murderer to go unpunished. In a letter to Piso, he ended their friendship: some say he ordered him to leave the province. Piso didn't stick around, but he boarded a ship; however, he halted its departure to return more quickly if Germanicus's death left the government of Syria open.
Germanicus, after a small revival, drooping again; when his end approached, spoke on this wise to his attending friends: "Were I to yield to the destiny of nature; just, even then, were my complaints against the Gods, for hurrying me from my parents, my children, and my country, by a hasty death, in the prime of life: now shortened in my course by the malignity of Piso, and his wife, to your breasts I commit my last prayers: tell my father, tell my brother, with what violent persecutions afflicted, with what mortal snares circumvented, I end a most miserable life by death of all others the worst. All they whose hopes in my fortune, all they whose kindred blood, and even they whose envy, possessed them with impressions about me whilst living, shall bewail me dead; that once great in glory, and surviving so many wars, I fell at last by the dark devices of a woman. To you will be place left to complain in the Senate, and place to invoke the aid and vengeance of the laws. To commemorate the dead with slothful wailings, is not the principal office of friends: they are to remember his dying wishes, to fulfil his last desires. Even strangers will lament Germanicus: you are my friends: if you loved me rather than my fortune, you will vindicate your friendship: show the people of Rome my wife, her who is the grand-daughter of Augustus, and enumerate to them our six children. Their compassion will surely attend you who accuse; and the accused, if they pretend clandestine warrants of iniquity, will not be believed; if believed, not pardoned." His friends, as a pledge of their fidelity, touching the hand of the dying prince, swore that they would forego their lives sooner than their revenge. Then turning to his wife, he besought her "that in tenderness to his memory, in tenderness to their common children, she would banish her haughty spirit, yield to her hostile fortune, nor, upon her return to Rome, by an impotent competition for ruling, irritate those who were masters of rule." So much openly, and more in secret; whence he was believed to have warned her of guile and danger from Tiberius. Soon after he expired, to the heavy sorrow of the province, and of all the neighbouring countries; insomuch that remote nations and foreign kings were mourners: such had been his complacency to our confederates; such his humanity to his enemies! Alike venerable he was, whether you saw him or heard him; and without ever departing from the grave port and dignity of his sublime rank, he yet lived destitute of arrogance and untouched by envy.
Germanicus, briefly rallying, then sinking again; as his end drew near, he spoke to his friends: "If I were to accept the fate of nature, I would still have just complaints against the Gods for rushing me away from my parents, my children, and my homeland through a quick death at the peak of my life. Now, cut short by the malice of Piso and his wife, I entrust my last prayers to you: tell my father, tell my brother, of the violent persecutions I've suffered, of the deadly traps laid for me, as I meet a most miserable end by the worst kind of death. All those who had hope in my fortunes, those connected by blood, and even those who were envious of me while I lived, will weep for me in death; that I, once great in glory and having survived many wars, fell at last due to the dark schemes of a woman. You will have a chance to voice your grievances in the Senate, to seek aid and justice from the laws. Remembering the dead with lazy laments is not the main duty of friends; they must honor his last wishes and fulfill his final desires. Even strangers will mourn for Germanicus: you are my friends; if you loved me more than my fortune, you will uphold our friendship: show the people of Rome my wife, the granddaughter of Augustus, and tell them about our six children. Their compassion will be with you as those who accuse; and if the accused hide behind secret wrongdoings, they will not be believed; if they are believed, they will not be forgiven." His friends, touching the hand of the dying prince as a pledge of their loyalty, swore they would give up their lives before giving up their revenge. Then, turning to his wife, he urged her "to soften her proud spirit for the sake of his memory, for the sake of their children, to accept her unfortunate situation, and not to provoke those in power upon her return to Rome with pointless struggles for control." He said this openly and more privately, leading many to believe he warned her of deceit and danger from Tiberius. Soon after, he passed away, causing deep sorrow across the province and neighboring regions; even distant nations and foreign kings mourned him: such was his kindness to our allies; such was his humanity toward his enemies! He remained respected, whether you saw him or heard him; and while never straying from the dignified and serious nature of his high rank, he lived free of arrogance and untouched by envy.
The funeral, which was performed without exterior pomp or a procession of images, drew its solemnity from the loud praises and amiable memory of his virtues. There were those who from his loveliness, his age, his manner of dying, and even from the proximity of places where both departed, compared him in the circumstances of his fate, to Great Alexander: "Each of a graceful person, each of illustrious descent; in years neither much exceeding thirty; both victims to the malice and machinations of their own people, in the midst of foreign nations: but Germanicus gentle towards his friends; his pleasures moderate; confined to one wife; all his children by one bed; nor less a warrior, though not so rash, and however hindered from a final reduction of Germany, broken by him in so many victories, and ready for the yoke: so that had he been sole arbiter of things, had he acted with the sovereignty and title of royalty, he had easier overtaken him in the glory of conquests, as he surpassed him in clemency, in moderation, and in other virtues." His body, before its commitment to the pile, was exhibited naked in the Forum of Antioch, the place where the pile was erected: whether it bore the marks of poison, remained undecided: for, people as they were divided in their affections, as they pitied Germanicus, and presumed the guilt of Piso, or were partial to him, gave opposite accounts.
The funeral, which was held without any flashy displays or a parade of images, got its seriousness from the heartfelt praise and fond memories of his virtues. Some people compared him to Alexander the Great because of his charm, young age, way of dying, and the closeness of their final resting places: "Both were graceful in appearance, both came from noble families; neither was over thirty; both were victims of the hatred and schemes of their own people while among foreign nations. However, Germanicus was kind to his friends, enjoyed moderate pleasures, was devoted to one wife, and had all his children with her. He was also a warrior, though not reckless, and even though he couldn't fully conquer Germany, he had achieved many victories and had the region ready for submission. Had he been the sole ruler and acted with royal authority, he would have surpassed Alexander in conquest glory, just as he did in kindness, moderation, and other virtues." Before being placed on the funeral pyre, his body was displayed naked in the Forum of Antioch, where the pyre was built. Whether it showed signs of poison remained uncertain, as people's opinions were divided; some sympathized with Germanicus and blamed Piso, while others were biased in the opposite direction.
It was next debated amongst the legates of the legions and the other senators there, to whom should be committed the administration of Syria: and after the faint effort of others, it was long disputed between Vibius Marsus and Cneius Sentius: Marsus at last yielded to Sentius, the older man and the more vehement competitor. By him one Martina, infamous in that province for practices in poisoning, and a close confidant of Plancina, was sent to Rome, at the suit of Vitellius, Veranius, and others, who were preparing criminal articles against Piso and Plancina, as against persons evidently guilty.
It was then debated among the envoys of the legions and the other senators present about who should take charge of Syria. After some weak attempts from others, it was hotly contested between Vibius Marsus and Cneius Sentius. Ultimately, Marsus conceded to Sentius, who was older and a more intense contender. Sentius sent a woman named Martina to Rome, notorious in that province for her involvement in poisoning and a close associate of Plancina, at the request of Vitellius, Veranius, and others, who were preparing criminal charges against Piso and Plancina, as they were clearly guilty.
Agrippina, though overwhelmed with sorrow, and her body indisposed, yet impatient of all delays to her revenge, embarked with the ashes of Germanicus, and her children; attended with universal commiseration, "that a lady, in quality a princess, wont to be beheld in her late splendid wedlock with applauses and adorations, was now seen bearing in her bosom her husband's funeral urn, uncertain of vengeance for him and fearful for herself; unfortunate in her fruitfulness, and from so many children obnoxious to so many blows of fortune." Piso the while was overtaken at the Isle of Coös by a message, "that Germanicus was deceased," and received it intemperately, slew victims and repaired with thanksgiving to the temples: and yet, however immoderate and undisguised was his joy, more arrogant and insulting proved that of Plancina, who immediately threw off her mourning, which for the death of a sister she wore, and assumed a dress adapted to gaiety and gladness.
Agrippina, although overwhelmed with grief and in poor health, couldn't wait any longer for her revenge. She set sail with Germanicus's ashes and her children, attracting everyone's sympathy. It was tragic to see a woman of her status, once celebrated for her grand marriage, now carrying her husband's funeral urn, unsure of how to avenge him and afraid for her own safety. She was unfortunate in her fertility, and with so many children, she faced numerous hardships. Meanwhile, Piso received word on the Isle of Coös that Germanicus had died. He reacted impulsively, sacrificing animals and thanking the gods in the temples. Despite his excessive and open joy, Plancina's was even more arrogant and disrespectful; she immediately discarded her mourning clothes, which she had worn for her sister's death, and put on a cheerful outfit.
About him flocked the Centurions with officious representations, "that upon him particularly were bent the affections and zeal of the legions, and he should proceed to resume the province, at first injuriously taken from him and now destitute of a governor." As he therefore consulted what he had best pursue, his son Marcus Piso advised "a speedy journey to Rome: hitherto," he said, "nothing past expiation was committed; nor were impotent suspicions to be dreaded; nor the idle blazonings of fame: his variance and contention with Germanicus was perhaps subject to hate and aversion, but to no prosecution or penalty; and, by bereaving him of the province, his enemies were gratified: but if he returned thither, as Sentius would certainly oppose him with arms, a civil war would thence be actually begun: neither would the Centurions and soldiers persist in his party; men with whom the recent memory of their late commander, and an inveterate love to the Caesarian general, were still prevalent."
Surrounding him were the Centurions with their eager suggestions, saying that all the feelings and enthusiasm of the legions were focused on him, and he should take back the province that had been wrongfully taken from him and was now without a governor. As he considered what to do next, his son Marcus Piso advised, "You should make a quick trip to Rome. Up to now," he said, "nothing unforgivable has happened; there’s no need to fear baseless suspicions or empty rumors. While your disagreements with Germanicus may have caused some hatred and resentment, they haven’t led to any legal actions or punishments. By taking away the province from you, your enemies were satisfied. But if you return, Sentius will definitely challenge you with force, and that would spark a civil war. The Centurions and soldiers won’t stay loyal to you; their loyalty is still tied to the recent memory of their former commander and their deep affection for the Caesar general."
Domitius Celer, one in intimate credit with Piso, argued on the contrary, "that the present event must by all means be improved; it was Piso and not Sentius who had commission to govern Syria; upon him, were conferred the jurisdiction of Praetor, and the badges of magistracy, and with him the legions were instructed: so that if acts of hostility were by his opponents attempted, with how much better warrant could he avow assuming arms in his own right and defence, who was thus vested with the authority of general, and acted under special orders from the Emperor. Rumours too were to be neglected, and left to perish with time: in truth to the sallies and violence of recent hate the innocent were often unequal: but were he once possessed of the army, and had well augmented his forces, many things, not to be foreseen, would from fortune derive success. Are we then preposterously hastening to arrive at Rome with the ashes of Germanicus, that you may there fall, unheard and undefended, a victim to the wailings of Agrippina, a prey to the passionate populace governed by the first impressions of rumour? Livia, it is true, is your confederate; Tiberius is your friend; but both secretly: and indeed none will more pompously bewail the violent fate of Germanicus, than such as for it do most sincerely rejoice."
Domitius Celer, who was close to Piso, argued instead, "This situation must be turned to our advantage; it was Piso, not Sentius, who was given the authority to govern Syria. He received the role of Praetor, along with the symbols of magistracy, and the legions were under his command. So if his opponents tried to act against him, he would have a much stronger case to take up arms in his own defense as he possessed the authority of a general and was acting under direct orders from the Emperor. We should ignore the rumors and let them fade away with time: often, the innocent are unable to withstand the recent outbursts of hate. But if he were to secure the army and strengthen his forces, many unexpected things could lead to success. Are we foolishly rushing to get to Rome with the ashes of Germanicus, just so you can die there, unheard and unprotected, a victim to Agrippina's cries and the emotional crowds swayed by the first waves of gossip? It's true that Livia is your ally and Tiberius is your friend, but both in secret; in fact, no one will mourn the tragic fate of Germanicus more dramatically than those who secretly celebrate it."
Piso of himself prompt to violent pursuits, was with no great labour persuaded into this opinion, and, in a letter transmitted to Tiberius, accused Germanicus "of luxury and pride: that for himself, he had been expulsed, to leave room for dangerous designs against the State, and now resumed, with his former faith and loyalty, the care of the army." In the meantime he put Domitius on board a galley, and ordered him to avoid appearing upon the coasts or amongst the isles, but, through the main sea, to sail to Syria. The deserters, who from all quarters were flocking to him in crowds, he formed into companies, and armed all the retainers to the camp; then sailing over to the continent, intercepted a regiment of recruits, upon their march into Syria; and wrote to the small kings of Cilicia to assist him with present succours: nor was the younger Piso slow in prosecuting all the measures of war, though to adventure a war had been against his sentiments and advice.
Piso, quick to resort to violence, was easily convinced of this view, and in a letter sent to Tiberius, he accused Germanicus "of being extravagant and arrogant: that he had been expelled to make way for dangerous plots against the State, and now he had taken back the responsibility of the army with his previous loyalty and commitment." In the meantime, he put Domitius on a ship and instructed him to stay away from the coasts or islands, but to sail directly to Syria across the open sea. He gathered the deserters, who were flocking to him from all over, into groups and armed all the supporters at the camp; then, after crossing to the mainland, he intercepted a group of recruits on their way to Syria, and wrote to the minor kings of Cilicia asking for immediate assistance: nor was the younger Piso slow in pursuing all the military strategies, even though going to war went against his beliefs and advice.
As they coasted Lycia and Pamphilia, they encountered the ships which carried Agrippina, with hostile spirit on each side, and each at first prepared for combat; but as equal dread of one another possessed both, proceeded not further than mutual contumelies. Vibius Marsus particularly summoned Piso, as a criminal, to Rome, there to make his defence: he answered with derision "that when the Praetor, who was to sit upon poisonings, had assigned a day to the accusers and the accused, he would attend." Domitius, the while, landing at Laodicea, a city of Syria, would have proceeded to the winter quarters of the sixth legion, which he believed to be the most prone to engage in novel attempts, but was prevented by Pacuvius, its commander. Sentius represented this by letter to Piso, and warned him, "at his peril to infect the camp by ministers of corruption; or to assail the province of war;" and drew into a body such as he knew loved Germanicus, or such as were averse to his foes: upon them he inculcated with much ardour, that Piso was with open arms attacking the majesty of the Prince, and invading the Roman State; and then marched at the head of a puissant body, equipped for battle and resolute to engage.
As they sailed along Lycia and Pamphilia, they came across the ships carrying Agrippina, with hostility on both sides, each initially ready for a fight; but since both sides felt equal fear, they only exchanged insults. Vibius Marsus specifically called for Piso, as a criminal, to come to Rome to defend himself: Piso sarcastically replied, "When the Praetor, who will handle the poisoning cases, sets a date for the accusers and the accused, I will show up." Meanwhile, Domitius, landing at Laodicea, a city in Syria, intended to head to the winter quarters of the sixth legion, which he thought was the most likely to support bold moves, but was stopped by Pacuvius, its commander. Sentius informed Piso through a letter, warning him "at his own risk not to corrupt the camp with corrupt agents or to challenge military authority"; he gathered those who he knew supported Germanicus, or who were against his enemies: he fervently taught them that Piso was openly attacking the authority of the Prince and threatening the Roman State; then he marched at the head of a strong force, ready for battle and determined to fight.
Neither failed Piso, though his enterprises had thus far miscarried, to apply the securest remedies to his present perplexities; and therefore seized a castle of Cilicia strongly fortified, its name Celendris: for, to the auxiliary Cilicians, sent him by the petty kings, he had joined his body of deserters, as also the recruits lately intercepted, with all his own and Plancina's slaves; and thus in number and bulk had of the whole composed a legion. To them he thus harangued: "I who am the lieutenant of Caesar, am yet violently excluded from the province which to me Caesar has committed: not excluded by the legions (for by their invitation I am arrived), but by Sentius, who thus disguises under feigned crimes against me, his own animosity and personal hate: but with confidence you may stand in battle, where the opposite army, upon the sight of Piso, a commander lately by themselves styled their Father, will certainly refuse to fight; they know too, that were right to decide it, I am the stronger; and of no mean puissance in a trial at arms." He then arrayed his men without the fortifications, on a hill steep and craggy, for all the rest was begirt by the sea: against them stood the veterans regularly embattled, and supported with a body of reserve; so that here appeared the force of men, there only the terror and stubbornness of situation. On Piso's side was no spirit, nor hope, nor even weapons save those of rustics, for instant necessity hastily acquired. As soon as they came to blows, the issue was no longer doubtful than while the Roman cohorts struggled up the steep: the Cilicians then fled, and shut themselves up in the castle.
Piso, despite his previous failures, didn’t hesitate to take decisive actions to address his current challenges. He captured a heavily fortified castle in Cilicia called Celendris. To the auxiliary Cilicians sent to him by the local kings, he added a group of deserters and some recently intercepted recruits, as well as all his and Plancina’s slaves, creating a makeshift legion. He then addressed his troops: “As the lieutenant of Caesar, I am still unjustly barred from the province that Caesar assigned to me. This exclusion isn’t due to the legions—I've actually come here at their request—but rather because of Sentius, who masks his personal hatred for me with false accusations. You can go into battle with confidence, as the opposing army, upon seeing me—who they recently called their Father—will likely refuse to fight. They know that if this were a fair fight, I would be the stronger one and a formidable opponent in combat.” He then positioned his men outside the fortifications, on a steep, rocky hill, since the rest was surrounded by the sea. The veterans were arranged in a disciplined formation, backed by a reserve force, showcasing their strength, while Piso's side lacked morale, hope, and even weapons, relying only on those hastily gathered from peasants due to urgent need. Once the fighting began, the outcome was only uncertain while the Roman troops struggled up the incline; soon after, the Cilicians fled and took refuge in the castle.
Piso having the while attempted in vain to storm the fleet, which rode at a small distance, as soon as he returned, presented himself upon the walls; where, by a succession of passionate complaints and entreaties, now bemoaning in agonies the bitterness of his lot, then calling and cajolling every particular soldier by his name, and by rewards tempting all, he laboured to excite a sedition; and thus much had already effected, that the Eagle-bearer of the sixth legion revolted to him with his Eagle. This alarmed Sentius, and instantly he commanded the cornets and trumpets to sound, a mound to be raised, the ladders placed, and the bravest men to mount, and others to pour from the engines volleys of darts and stones, and flaming torches. The obstinacy of Piso was at last vanquished; and he desired "that upon delivering his arms he might remain in the castle till the Emperor's pleasure, to whom he would commit the government of Syria, were known;" conditions which were not accepted; nor was aught granted him save ships and a passport to Rome.
Piso, after unsuccessfully trying to attack the fleet that was anchored not far away, returned and made his appearance on the walls. There, he poured out a series of passionate complaints and pleas, expressing his anguish over his situation, then calling out and sweet-talking each individual soldier by name, and trying to entice everyone with rewards. He worked hard to stir up a rebellion; he had already managed to convince the Eagle-bearer of the sixth legion to join him with his Eagle. This alarmed Sentius, who immediately ordered the cornets and trumpets to sound, a mound to be constructed, ladders to be set up, and for the bravest men to climb up, while others fired volleys of darts, stones, and flaming torches from the engines. Eventually, Piso's stubbornness was overcome, and he asked that upon surrendering his weapons, he could stay in the castle until the Emperor's wishes were known, to whom he would hand over the governance of Syria. These terms were not accepted, and he was granted nothing more than ships and a passport to Rome.
After the illness of Germanicus grew current there, and all its circumstances, like rumours magnified by distance, were related with many aggravations; sadness seized the people; they burned with indignation, and even poured out in plaints the anguish of their souls. "For this," they said, "he had been banished to the extremities of the Empire, for this the province of Syria was committed to Piso, and these the fruits of Livia's mysterious conferences with Plancina: truly had our fathers spoken concerning his father Drusus; that the possessors of rule beheld with an evil eye the popular spirit of their sons; nor for aught else were they sacrificed, but for their equal treatment of the Roman People, and studying to restore the popular state." These lamentations of the populace were, upon the tidings of his death, so inflamed, that, without staying for an edict from the magistrates, without a decree of Senate, they by general consent assumed a vacation; the public courts were deserted, private houses shut up, prevalent everywhere were the symptoms of woe, heavy groans, dismal silence; the whole a scene of real sorrow, and nothing devised for form or show; and, though they forbore not to bear the exterior marks and habiliments of mourning; in their souls they mourned still deeper. Accidentally some merchants from Syria, who had left Germanicus still alive, brought more joyful news of his condition: these were instantly believed, and instantly proclaimed: each, as fast as they met, informed others, who forthwith conveyed their light information with improvements and accumulated joy to more, and all flew with exultation through the city; and, to pay their thanks and vows, burst open the temple doors: the night too heightened their credulity, and affirmation was bolder in the dark. Nor did Tiberius restrain the course of these fictions, but left them to vanish with time: hence with more bitterness they afterwards grieved for him, as if anew snatched from them.
After news of Germanicus's illness spread, and all the details, like rumors amplified by distance, were recounted with many exaggerations, the people fell into sadness. They were consumed with anger and voiced the pain of their hearts. "For this," they claimed, "he was banished to the far reaches of the Empire, for this reason the province of Syria was handed over to Piso, and these are the consequences of Livia's secret meetings with Plancina. Our ancestors spoke the truth about his father Drusus: those in power look with disdain upon the popular support for their sons; they were sacrificed not for any other reason but for treating the Roman people equally and working to restore the public good." The people's lamentations grew even more intense upon hearing of his death, so much so that, without waiting for an edict from the magistrates or a decree from the Senate, they collectively declared a day of mourning; the public courts were abandoned, private homes were closed up, and signs of grief were evident everywhere—heavy sighs, deep silence; it was a scene of genuine sorrow, with no pretense or show. Though they wore the outward signs and garments of mourning, their inner sorrow was even deeper. By chance, some merchants from Syria who had left Germanicus alive brought back happier news about his condition: these reports were immediately accepted and spread quickly; as they encountered each other, they shared the good news, which was embellished and celebrated as it circulated, and joy spread throughout the city. To give thanks and make vows, they burst open the temple doors; the night also fueled their hopes and made their assertions bolder in the dark. Tiberius did not curb the spread of these stories but allowed them to fade away with time; thus, they mourned him with even more bitterness afterward, as if he had been taken from them once again.
Honours were invented and decreed to Germanicus, various as the affections and genius of the particular Senators who proposed them: "that his name should be sung in the Salian hymns; curule chairs placed for him amongst the priests of Augustus, and over these chairs oaken crowns hung; his statue in ivory precede in the Cercensian games; none but one of the Julian race be, in the room of Germanicus, created flamen or augur:" triumphal arches were added; one at Rome; one upon the banks of the Rhine; one upon Mount Amanus, in Syria; with inscriptions of his exploits, and a testimony subjoined, "that he died for the Commonwealth:" a sepulchre at Antioch, where his corpse was burnt; a tribunal at Epidaphne, the place where he ended his life. The multitude of statues, the many places where divine honours were appointed to be paid him, would not be easily recounted. They would have also decreed him, as to one of the masters of eloquence, a golden shield, signal in bulk as in metal; but Tiberius offered to dedicate one himself, such as was usual and of a like size with others; for that eloquence was not measured by fortune; and it was sufficient glory, if he were ranked with ancient writers. The battalion called after the name of the Junii was now, by the equestrian order, entitled the battalion of Germanicus, and a rule made that, on every fifteenth of July, these troops should follow, as their standard, the effigies of Germanicus: of these honours many continue; some were instantly omitted, or by time are utterly obliterated.
Honors were created and granted to Germanicus, varying according to the preferences and ideas of the specific Senators who proposed them: "that his name should be included in the Salian hymns; curule chairs set for him among the priests of Augustus, and over those chairs, oaken crowns hung; his statue in ivory should lead in the Cercensian games; and only someone from the Julian family should hold the positions of flamen or augur in his place:" triumphal arches were added; one in Rome; one along the banks of the Rhine; one on Mount Amanus in Syria; each inscribed with his achievements and a note stating, "that he died for the Commonwealth:" a tomb at Antioch, where his body was cremated; a tribunal at Epidaphne, the location of his death. The sheer number of statues and the many places where divine honors were meant to be given to him would be hard to list. They would have also awarded him a golden shield, impressive in both size and metal, as one of the masters of eloquence; but Tiberius offered to dedicate one himself, similar in size to others, stating that eloquence wasn't measured by wealth; and it was enough honor if he were recognized alongside ancient writers. The battalion previously named after the Junii was now renamed by the equestrian order as the battalion of Germanicus, and a rule was established that every fifteenth of July, these troops would carry the likeness of Germanicus as their standard: many of these honors still exist; some were quickly omitted, or have been completely forgotten over time.
In the height of this public sorrow, Livia, sister to Germanicus, and married to Drusus, was delivered of male twins: an event even in middling families, rare and acceptable, and to Tiberius such mighty matter of joy, that he could not refrain boasting to the fathers, "that to no Roman of the same eminence, before him, were never two children born at a birth:" for to his own glory he turned all things, even things fortuitous. But to the people, at such a sad conjuncture, it brought fresh anguish; as they feared that the family of Drusus thus increased, would press heavy upon that of Germanicus.
In the midst of this public mourning, Livia, sister of Germanicus and married to Drusus, gave birth to male twins. This event, even in ordinary families, is rare and welcomed, and for Tiberius, it was such a significant cause for celebration that he couldn’t help but boast to the senators, "No Roman of the same stature before me has ever had two children born at once." He always turned everything, even random occurrences, to his own glory. However, for the people, during such a sorrowful time, it brought additional distress, as they worried that the growing family of Drusus would overshadow that of Germanicus.
The same year the lubricity of women was by the Senate restrained with severe laws; and it was provided, "that no woman should become venal, if her father, grandfather or husband, were Roman knights." For Vistilia, a lady born of a Praetorian family, had before the Aediles published herself a prostitute; upon a custom allowed by our ancestors, who thought that prostitutes were by thus avowing their infamy, sufficiently punished. Titidius Labeo too was questioned, that in the manifest guilt of his wife, he had neglected the punishment prescribed by the law; but he alleged that the sixty days allowed for consultation were not elapsed; and it was deemed sufficient to proceed against Vistilia, who was banished to the Isle of Seriphos. Measures were also taken for exterminating the solemnities of the Jews and Egyptians; and by decree of Senate four thousand descendants of franchised slaves, all defiled with that superstition, but of proper strength and age, were to be transported to Sardinia; to restrain the Sardinian robbers; and if, through the malignity of the climate, they perished, despicable would be the loss: the rest were doomed to depart Italy, unless by a stated day they renounced their profane rites.
The same year, the Senate imposed strict laws to limit the behavior of women, stating that no woman could become a prostitute if her father, grandfather, or husband were Roman knights. Vistilia, a woman from a Praetorian family, had publicly declared herself a prostitute before the Aediles, following a tradition established by our ancestors who believed that openly admitting to such disgrace was punishment enough. Titidius Labeo was also questioned for failing to punish his wife for her obvious wrongdoing, but he claimed that the sixty days allowed for consultation had not yet passed. It was decided to proceed against Vistilia, who was exiled to the Isle of Seriphos. Measures were also taken to eliminate the rituals of the Jews and Egyptians, and by a Senate decree, four thousand descendants of freed slaves, all associated with that superstition and of proper strength and age, were to be sent to Sardinia to curb the Sardinian robbers. If, due to the harsh climate, they perished, it would be seen as a minor loss; the others were ordered to leave Italy unless they renounced their forbidden practices by a specified date.
After this Tiberius represented that, to supply the place of Occia, who had presided seven and fifty years with the highest sanctimony over the Vestals, another virgin was to be chosen; and thanked Fonteius Agrippa and Asinius Pollio, that by offering their daughters, they contended in good offices towards the Commonwealth. Pollio's daughter was preferred; for nothing else but that her mother had ever continued in the same wedlock: for Agrippa, by a divorce, had impaired the credit of his house: upon her who was postponed, Tiberius, in consolation, bestowed for her fortune a thousand great sestertia. {Footnote: £8300.}
After this, Tiberius pointed out that in order to replace Occia, who had led the Vestals with the utmost holiness for fifty-seven years, another virgin needed to be chosen. He thanked Fonteius Agrippa and Asinius Pollio for offering their daughters and contributing positively to the Commonwealth. Pollio’s daughter was chosen, mainly because her mother had always remained in the same marriage; Agrippa, due to a divorce, had damaged his family's reputation. To console the girl who was not selected, Tiberius awarded her a fortune of a thousand great sestertii. {Footnote: £8300.}
As the people murmured at the severe dearth of corn, he settled grain at a price certain to the buyer, and undertook to pay fourteenpence a measure to the seller: neither yet would he accept the name of Father of his Country, a title offered him before, and for these bounties, now again; nay, he sharply rebuked such as styled these provisions of his, divine occupations, and him, Lord: hence freedom of speech became cramped and insecure, under such a Prince; one who dreaded liberty, and abhorred flattery.
As the people complained about the serious shortage of corn, he set a certain price for the grain to the buyer and agreed to pay fourteen pence a measure to the seller. Still, he refused to accept the title of Father of his Country, a title that had been offered to him before, even for these acts of generosity now; in fact, he harshly criticized those who called his provisions divine occupations and referred to him as Lord: as a result, freedom of speech became restricted and unstable under such a ruler—one who feared liberty and despised flattery.
I find in the writers of those times, some of them Senators, that in the Senate were read letters from Adgandestrius, prince of the Cattans, undertaking to despatch Arminius, if in order to it poison were sent him; and an answer returned, "that not by frauds and blows in the dark, but armed and in the face of the sun, the Roman People took vengeance on their foes." In this Tiberius gained equal glory with our ancient captains, who rejected and disclosed a plot to poison King Pyrrhus. Arminius however, who upon the departure of the Romans and expulsion of Maroboduus, aimed at royalty, became thence engaged in a struggle against the liberty of his country; and, in defence of their liberty, his countrymen took arms against him: so that, while with various fortune he contended with them, he fell by the treachery of his own kindred: the deliverer of Germany without doubt he was; one who assailed the Roman power, not like other kings and leaders, in its first elements, but in its highest pride and elevation; one sometimes beaten in battle, but never conquered in war: thirty-seven years he lived; twelve he commanded; and, amongst these barbarous nations, his memory is still celebrated in their songs; but his name unknown in the annals of the Greeks, who only admire their own national exploits and renown; nor even amongst the Romans does this great captain bear much distinction, while, overlooking instances of modern prowess and glory, we only delight to magnify men and feats of old.
I see in the writers from that time, some of whom were Senators, that in the Senate, letters were read from Adgandestrius, the prince of the Cattans, who promised to kill Arminius if he were sent poison. An answer was given saying, "The Roman People didn’t take vengeance on their enemies through deceit and ambush but did so openly and bravely." In this way, Tiberius earned as much honor as our legendary generals, who uncovered and foiled a plan to poison King Pyrrhus. However, Arminius, who aimed for power after the Romans left and Maroboduus was ousted, ended up fighting against the freedom of his own country. In defense of their liberty, his people rose up against him. While he had various successes and failures fighting them, he ultimately fell to betrayal by his own relatives. Without a doubt, he was the liberator of Germany, standing against Roman power, not like other kings and leaders at its beginning but at its peak of strength. He was sometimes defeated in battle but never conquered in war: he lived for thirty-seven years and commanded for twelve; even among these barbaric nations, his legacy is still celebrated in their songs. However, his name remains unknown in Greek history, which only values its own national achievements and glory; and even among the Romans, this great leader doesn’t get much recognition, as we tend to focus on past heroes and their deeds rather than more recent displays of courage and greatness.
BOOK III. — A.D. 20-22.
Agrippina, notwithstanding the roughness of winter, pursuing without intermission her boisterous voyage, put in at the Island Corcyra, {Footnote: Corfu.} situate over against the coasts of Calabria. Here to settle her spirit, she spent a few days, violent in her grief, and a stranger to patience. Her arrival being the while divulged, all the particular friends to her family, mostly men of the sword, many who had served under Germanicus, and even many strangers from the neighbouring towns, some in officiousness towards the Emperor, more for company, crowded to the city of Brundusium, the readiest port in her way and the safest landing. As soon as the fleet appeared in the deep, instantly were filled, not the port alone and adjacent shores, but the walls and roofs, and as far as the eye could go; filled with the sorrowing multitude. They were consulting one from one, how they should receive her landing, "whether with universal silence, or with some note of acclamation." Nor was it manifest which they would do, when the fleet stood slowly in, not as usual with joyful sailors and cheerful oars, but all things impressed with the face of sadness. After she descended from the ship, accompanied with her two infants, carrying in her bosom the melancholy urn, with her eyes cast steadily down; equal and universal were the groans of the beholders: nor could you distinguish relations from strangers, nor the wailings of men from those of women, unless that the new-comers, who were recent in their sallies of grief, exceeded Agrippina's attendants, wearied out with long lamentations.
Agrippina, despite the harsh winter weather, continued her tumultuous journey without pause and docked at the island of Corcyra, {Footnote: Corfu.} located across from the shores of Calabria. To gather her thoughts, she spent a few days there, overwhelmed with grief and lacking in patience. News of her arrival spread, and many of her family's close friends—mostly soldiers who had served under Germanicus, along with various strangers from nearby towns, some eager to show support for the Emperor and others just to keep her company—flocked to the city of Brundusium, the closest and safest port for her. As soon as the fleet was spotted in the distance, the port and surrounding shores filled up, as did the walls and rooftops, stretching as far as the eye could see, with a mourning crowd. They debated among themselves how to greet her landing, whether with complete silence or some form of cheers. It was unclear what they would choose as the fleet approached, not with the usual joyful sailors and cheerful rowing, but rather with a somber atmosphere. Once she stepped off the ship, with her two infants beside her and the sorrowful urn held close to her chest while looking down, the collective groans of the onlookers filled the air. It was impossible to distinguish between family members and strangers or to tell the cries of men from those of women, except that the newcomers, still fresh in their grief, seemed more intense than Agrippina's attendants, who were exhausted from their prolonged mourning.
Tiberius had despatched two Praetorian cohorts, with directions, that the magistrates of Calabria, Apulia and Campania, should pay their last offices to the memory of his son: upon the shoulders therefore of the Tribunes and Centurions his ashes were borne; before went the ensigns rough and unadorned, with the fasces reversed. As they passed through the colonies, the populace were in black, the knights in purple; and each place, according to its wealth, burnt precious raiment, perfumes and whatever else is used in funeral solemnities: even they whose cities lay remote attended: to the Gods of the dead they slew victims, they erected altars, and with tears and united lamentations, testified their common sorrow. Drusus came as far as Terracina, with Claudius the brother of Germanicus, and those of his children who had been left at Rome. The Consuls Marcus Valerius and Marcus Aurelius (just then entered upon their office), the Senate, and great part of the people, filled the road; a scattered procession, each walking and weeping his own way: in this mourning, flattery had no share; for all knew how real was the joy, how hollow the grief, of Tiberius for the death of Germanicus.
Tiberius had sent out two Praetorian cohorts, instructing that the officials of Calabria, Apulia, and Campania should honor the memory of his son. As a result, his ashes were carried on the shoulders of the Tribunes and Centurions; ahead of them were the standards, rough and unembellished, with the fasces turned upside down. As they moved through the colonies, the people wore black, and the knights wore purple; each location, depending on its wealth, burned expensive clothing, perfumes, and whatever else is customary for funeral rites. Even those from distant cities came to pay their respects. They sacrificed to the gods of the dead, built altars, and expressed their shared sorrow through tears and collective mourning. Drusus traveled as far as Terracina, accompanied by Claudius, the brother of Germanicus, and the children he had left in Rome. The Consuls Marcus Valerius and Marcus Aurelius (who had just begun their term), the Senate, and a large portion of the populace filled the streets; it was a disorganized procession, where everyone walked and wept in their own way. In this time of grief, there was no pretense; everyone knew how genuine Tiberius's joy was and how insincere his sorrow over Germanicus’s death.
Tiberius and Livia avoided appearing abroad: public lamentation they thought below their grandeur; or perhaps they apprehended that their countenances, examined by all eyes, might show deceitful hearts. That Antonia, mother to the deceased, bore any part in the funeral, I do not find either in the historians or in the city journals: though, besides Agrippina, and Drusus, and Claudius, his other relations are likewise there recorded by name: whether by sickness she was prevented; or whether her soul vanquished by sorrow, could not bear the representation of such a mighty calamity. I would rather believe her constrained by Tiberius and Livia, who left not the palace; and affecting equal affliction with her, would have it seem that, by the example of the mother, the grandmother too and uncle were detained.
Tiberius and Livia stayed out of sight in public: they thought showing grief was beneath their status; or maybe they were worried that, under the scrutiny of others, their faces might reveal their insincere feelings. I don’t find any mention of Antonia, the mother of the deceased, participating in the funeral in either the historians' accounts or the city records; although Agrippina, Drusus, and Claudius, along with other relatives, are named. Whether she was kept away by illness or if her grief was so overwhelming that she couldn’t face such a huge tragedy, I lean towards believing that Tiberius and Livia were the ones who restrained her, as they didn’t leave the palace. And wanting to share her sorrow, they made it seem like, just like the mother, the grandmother and uncle were also held back.
The day his remains were reposited in the tomb of Augustus, various were the symptoms of public grief; now the vastness of silence; now the uproar of lamentation; the city in every quarter full of processions; the field of Mars on a blaze of torches: here the soldiers under arms, the magistrates without the insignia, the people by their tribes, all cried in concert that "the Commonwealth was fallen, and henceforth there was no remain of hope;" so openly and boldly that you would have believed they had forgot, who bore sway. But nothing pierced Tiberius more than the ardent affections of the people towards Agrippina, while such titles they gave her as "the ornament of her country, the only blood of Augustus, the single instance of ancient virtue;" and, while applying to heaven, they implored "the continuance of her issue, that they might survive the persecuting and malignant."
The day his remains were laid to rest in the tomb of Augustus, there were various signs of public mourning; sometimes a deep silence, other times an outpouring of grief. The city was filled with processions in every neighborhood, and the Field of Mars was illuminated with torches: soldiers assembled, magistrates without their insignia, and citizens gathered by their tribes all shouted together that "the Commonwealth has fallen, and there’s no hope left;" so openly and boldly that you would think they had forgotten who was in power. But nothing affected Tiberius more than the strong affection the people had for Agrippina, as they called her "the pride of her country, the last of Augustus's blood, the lone example of ancient virtue;" and, looking to the heavens, they pleaded for "the continuation of her descendants, so they might outlive the persecutors and the wicked."
There were those who missed the pomp of a public funeral, and compared with this the superior honours and magnificence bestowed by Augustus on that of Drusus the father of Germanicus; "that he himself had travelled, in the sharpness of winter, as far as Pavia, and thence, continuing by the corpse, had with it entered the city; round his head were placed the images of the Claudii and Julii; he was mourned in the Forum; his encomium pronounced in the Rostras; all sorts of honours, such as were the inventions of our ancestors, or the improvements of their posterity, were heaped upon him. But to Germanicus were denied the ordinary solemnities, and such as were due to every distinguished Roman. In a foreign country indeed, his corpse because of the long journey, was burnt without pomp; but afterwards, it was but just to have supplied the scantiness of the first ceremony by the solemnity of the last: his brother met him but one day's journey; his uncle not even at the gate. Where were those generous observations of the ancients; the effigies of the dead borne on a bed, hymns composed in memory of their virtue, with the oblations of praise and tears? Where at least were the ceremonies and even outside of sorrow?"
Some people missed the grandeur of a public funeral and compared it to the greater honors and splendor Augustus had given to Drusus, the father of Germanicus. "He himself traveled, despite the harsh winter, all the way to Pavia, and then, following the body, entered the city with it; around his head were placed the images of the Claudii and Julii; he was mourned in the Forum; his eulogy was delivered at the Rostras; all kinds of honors, either created by our ancestors or enhanced by their descendants, were showered upon him. But Germanicus was denied the usual formalities and the honors that every distinguished Roman deserved. In a foreign country, his body was cremated without any ceremony due to the long journey; however, it would have been fair to make up for the lack of the first ceremony with the grandeur of the last one: his brother met him only a day's journey away; his uncle didn’t even greet him at the gate. Where were those noble traditions of the ancients; the effigies of the dead carried on a bed, hymns written to honor their virtue, along with offerings of praise and tears? Where at least were the ceremonies, even on the outskirts of mourning?"
All this was known to Tiberius; and, to suppress the discourses of the populace, he published an edict, "that many illustrious Romans had died for the Commonwealth, but none so vehemently lamented: this however was to the glory of himself and of all men, if a measure were observed. The same things which became private families and small states, became not Princes and an Imperial People: fresh grief indeed required vent and ease by lamentation; but it was now time to recover and fortify their minds. Thus the deified Julius, upon the loss of an only daughter; thus the deified Augustus, upon the hasty death of his grandsons, had both vanquished their sorrow. More ancient examples were unnecessary; how often the Roman People sustained with constancy the slaughter of their armies, the death of their generals, and entire destruction of their noblest families: Princes were mortal; the Commonwealth was eternal: they should therefore resume their several vocations." And because the Megalesian games were at hand, he added, "that they should even apply to the usual festivities."
Tiberius was aware of all this; and to quiet the chatter of the people, he issued an edict stating, "Many distinguished Romans have died for the Commonwealth, but none have been mourned so passionately. This, however, should reflect glory on both himself and all men, if a measure is upheld. The same things that apply to private families and small states do not apply to princes and an Imperial People: new grief indeed needs an outlet for expression, but it’s now time to gather strength and fortify our minds. Just as the deified Julius overcame the loss of his only daughter, and the deified Augustus dealt with the sudden death of his grandsons, both conquered their sorrow. Older examples are unnecessary; how often have the Roman People faced with resilience the slaughter of their armies, the deaths of their generals, and the complete destruction of their finest families? Princes are mortal; the Commonwealth is eternal: therefore, they should return to their various roles." And since the Megalesian games were approaching, he added, "They should even participate in the usual festivities."
The vacation ended, public affairs were resumed; Drusus departed for the army in Illyricum, and the minds of all men were bent upon seeing vengeance done upon Piso. They repeated their resentments, that while he wandered over the delightful countries of Asia and Greece, he was stifling, by contumacious and deceitful delays, the evidences of his crimes; for it was bruited abroad, that Martina, she who was famous for poisonings, and sent, as I have above related, by Cneius Sentius towards Rome, was suddenly dead at Brundusium; that poison lay concealed in a knot of her hair, but upon her body were found no symptoms of self-murder.
The vacation ended, and public matters resumed; Drusus left for the army in Illyricum, and everyone was focused on seeing Piso punished. They voiced their frustrations, noting that while he enjoyed the beautiful regions of Asia and Greece, he was using stubborn and deceitful delays to hide the evidence of his crimes. It was rumored that Martina, known for her poisonings and sent, as I mentioned earlier, by Cneius Sentius to Rome, had suddenly died in Brundusium; poison was found hidden in a knot of her hair, but her body showed no signs of suicide.
Piso, sending forward his son to Rome, with instructions how to soften the Emperor, proceeded himself to Drusus: him he hoped to find less rigid for the death of a brother, than favourable for the removal of a rival. Tiberius, to make show of a spirit perfectly unbiassed, received the young man graciously, and honoured him with the presents usually bestowed on young noblemen. The answer of Drusus to Piso was, "That if the current rumours were true, he stood in the first place of grief and revenge; but he hoped they were false and chimerical, and that the death of Germanicus would be pernicious to none." This he declared in public, and avoided all privacy: nor was it doubted but the answer was dictated by Tiberius; when a youth, otherwise easy and unwary, practised thus the wiles and cunning of age.
Piso sent his son to Rome with instructions on how to win over the Emperor and then went to Drusus himself. He hoped to find Drusus more sympathetic about the loss of a brother and more favorable toward getting rid of a rival. Tiberius, to appear completely unbiased, welcomed the young man warmly and honored him with the gifts usually given to young noblemen. Drusus replied to Piso, “If the current rumors are true, I am filled with grief and thoughts of revenge; but I hope they are false and just made-up stories, and that Germanicus's death won't harm anyone.” He said this in public and avoided any private conversation. It was widely believed that Tiberius had influenced this response, as a young man who was otherwise easy-going and unsuspecting was suddenly using the tricks and cunning of someone much older.
Piso having crossed the sea of Dalmatia, and left his ships at Ancona, took first the road of Picenum and then the Flaminian way, following the legion which was going from Pannonia to Rome, and thence to garrison in Africa. This too became the subject of popular censure, that he officiously mixed with the soldiers, and courted them in their march and quarters: he therefore, to avoid suspicion; or, because when men are in dread, their conduct wavers, did at Narni embark upon the Nar, and thence sailed into the Tiber. By landing at the burying-place of the Caesars, he heightened the wrath of the populace: besides, he and Plancina came ashore, in open day, in the face of the city who were crowding the banks, and proceeded with gay countenances; he attended by a long band of clients, she by a train of ladies. There were yet other provocations to hatred; the situation of his house, proudly overlooking the Forum, and adorned and illuminated as for a festival; the banquet and rejoicings held in it, and all as public as the place.
Piso crossed the Adriatic Sea and left his ships at Ancona. He first took the road through Picenum and then the Flaminian way, following the legion that was heading from Pannonia to Rome and then off to garrison in Africa. This also drew public criticism because he meddled with the soldiers, trying to win them over as they marched and settled. To avoid suspicion, or perhaps because people's behavior can be unpredictable when they're scared, he boarded a boat at Narni and sailed into the Tiber. By landing at the burial site of the Caesars, he inflamed the anger of the locals. Moreover, he and Plancina disembarked in broad daylight with crowds lining the riverbanks, both wearing cheerful expressions; he was accompanied by a long line of supporters, and she by a group of ladies. There were additional reasons for public resentment: his house, which looked down proudly on the Forum and was decorated and lit up as if for a celebration; the banquets and festivities held there, all as public as the location itself.
The next day Fulcinius Trio arraigned Piso before the Consuls, but was opposed by Vitellius, Veranius, and others, who had accompanied Germanicus: they said, "that in this prosecution Trio had no part; nor did they themselves act as accusers, but only gathered materials, and, as witnesses, produced the last injunctions of Germanicus." Trio dropped that accusation; but got leave to call in question his former life: and now the Emperor was desired to undertake the trial; a request which the accused did not at all oppose, dreading the inclinations of the people and Senate: he knew Tiberius, on the contrary, resolute in despising popular rumours, and in guilt confederate with his mother: besides that truth and misrepresentations were easiest distinguished by a single judge, but in assemblies odium and envy often prevailed. Tiberius was aware of the weight of the trial, and with what reproaches he was assaulted. Admitting therefore a few confidants, he heard the charge of the accusers, as also the apology of the accused; and left the cause entire to the Senate.
The next day, Fulcinius Trio brought Piso before the Consuls, but he faced opposition from Vitellius, Veranius, and others who had accompanied Germanicus. They claimed, "Trio had nothing to do with this prosecution; we are not acting as accusers, but merely gathering evidence and presenting the last instructions from Germanicus as witnesses." Trio dropped that accusation but was allowed to question Piso's past. The Emperor was then asked to take on the trial, which the accused did not oppose at all, fearing the feelings of the people and the Senate. He knew Tiberius, on the other hand, was firm in ignoring public gossip and had his mother as a partner in guilt. He also knew that a single judge could more easily distinguish between truth and falsehood, whereas in assemblies, resentment and jealousy often prevailed. Tiberius understood the gravity of the trial and the backlash he would face. Therefore, he admitted a few trusted associates, listened to the accusers' charges and Piso's defense, and then left the decision up to the Senate.
Drusus returned the while from Illyricum; and though the Senate had for the reduction of Maroboduus, and other his exploits the summer before, decreed him the triumph of ovation; he postponed the honour, and privately entered the city. Piso, for his advocates, desired Titus Arruntius, Fulcinius, Asinius Gallus, Eserninus Marcellus, and Sextus Pompeius: but they all framed different excuses; and he had, in their room, Marcus Lepidus, Lucius Piso and Liveneius Regulus. Now earnest were the expectations of all men, "how great would prove the fidelity of the friends of Germanicus; what the assurance of the criminal, what the behaviour of Tiberius; whether he would sufficiently smother, or betray his sentiments." He never had a more anxious part; neither did the people ever indulge themselves in such secret murmurs against their Emperor, nor harbour in silence severer suspicions.
Drusus returned from Illyricum, and although the Senate had awarded him a triumph for defeating Maroboduus and his other accomplishments the previous summer, he decided to delay the honor and entered the city quietly. Piso, looking for supporters, wanted Titus Arruntius, Fulcinius, Asinius Gallus, Eserninus Marcellus, and Sextus Pompeius, but they all made various excuses. Instead, he had Marcus Lepidus, Lucius Piso, and Liveneius Regulus. Everyone was eagerly waiting to see how loyal Germanicus's friends would be, how confident the accused would be, and how Tiberius would behave—whether he would hide his true feelings or reveal them. There had never been a more tense moment; the people had never been so filled with quiet complaints against their Emperor, nor held such serious doubts in silence.
When the Senate met, Tiberius made a speech full of laboured moderation: "That Piso had been his father's lieutenant and friend; and lately appointed by himself, at the direction of the Senate, coadjutor to Germanicus in administering the affairs of the East: whether he had there by contumacy and opposition exasperated the young Prince, and exulted over his death, or wickedly procured it, they were then to judge with minds unprejudiced. For, if he who was the lieutenant of my son violated the limits of his commission, cast off obedience to his general, and even rejoiced at his decease and at my affliction; I will detest the man, I will banish him from my house, and for domestic injuries exert domestic revenge; not the revenge of an Emperor. But for you; if his guilt of any man's death whatsoever is discovered, show your just vengeance, and by it satisfy yourselves, satisfy the children of Germanicus, and us his father and grandmother. Consider too especially, whether he vitiated the discipline and promoted sedition in the army; whether he sought to debauch the affections of the soldiers, and to recover the province by arms: or whether these allegations are not published falsely and with aggravations by the accusers, with whose over-passionate zeal, I am justly offended: for, whither tended the stripping the corpse and exposing it to the eyes and examination of the populace; with what view was it proclaimed even to foreign nations, that his death was the effect of poison; if all this was still doubtful, and remains yet to be tried? It is true I bewail my son, and shall ever bewail him: but neither do I hinder the accused to do what in him lies to manifest his innocence, even at the expense of Germanicus, if aught blamable was in him. From you I entreat the same impartiality: let not the connection of my sorrow with this cause, mislead you to take crimes for proved because they are imputed. For Piso; if the tenderness of kinsmen, if the faith of friends, has furnished him with patrons, let them aid him in his peril, show their utmost eloquence, and exert their best diligence. To the same pains, to the same firmness I exhort the accusers. Thus much we will grant to the memory of Germanicus, that the inquest concerning his death, be held rather here than in the Forum, in the Senate than the common Tribunals. In all the rest, we will descend to the ordinary methods. Let no man in this cause consider Drusus's tears; let none regard my sorrow, no more than the probable fictions of calumny against us."
When the Senate gathered, Tiberius delivered a speech that was carefully moderated: "Piso was my father’s lieutenant and friend; he was recently appointed by me, following the Senate's guidance, as an assistant to Germanicus in managing the Eastern affairs. Now, whether he has angered the young Prince through disobedience and opposition, and took pleasure in his death, or whether he was directly responsible for it, you must decide with unbiased minds. For if he, who served as my son’s lieutenant, overstepped the boundaries of his role, defied his general, and even celebrated his death and my grief; I will condemn him, banish him from my home, and seek personal vengeance for these domestic wrongs, not the revenge of an Emperor. But for you, if any guilt regarding someone’s death is found, show your rightful anger, and in doing so, find satisfaction for yourselves, for Germanicus’s children, and for us, his father and grandmother. Also, consider carefully whether he corrupted the discipline and stirred up rebellion in the army; whether he attempted to win over the soldiers and retake the province by force: or whether these accusations have been falsely exaggerated by the accusers, whose excessive zeal I rightly resent. Why was the body stripped and displayed for the public to see and scrutinize? With what intent was it announced to foreign nations that his death was caused by poison, if all of this was still uncertain and remains to be investigated? It is true I mourn my son, and I will always mourn him: but I do not prevent the accused from doing what he can to prove his innocence, even at the expense of Germanicus, if there was anything wrong with him. I ask the same fairness from you: do not let my grief cloud your judgment or lead you to assume guilt just because accusations are made. For Piso, if the compassion of relatives or the loyalty of friends has provided him with supporters, let them help him in his time of danger, proving their eloquence and exerting their best efforts. I urge the accusers to show the same diligence and determination. We will honor the memory of Germanicus by ensuring that the investigation into his death is held here rather than in the Forum, in the Senate rather than the ordinary courts. In all other matters, we will follow normal procedures. Let no one be swayed by Drusus’s tears; let no one be influenced by my sorrow, just as they would disregard the plausible slanders against us."
Two days were then appointed for maintaining the charge; six for preparing the defence, and three for making it. Fulcinius began with things stale and impertinent, about the ambition and rapine of Piso in his administration of Spain: things which, though proved, brought him under no penalty, if acquitted of the present charge; nor, though he had been cleared of former faults, could he escape the load of greater enormities. After him Servaeus, Veranius, and Vitellius, all with equal zeal, but Vitellius with great eloquence urged "that Piso, in hatred to Germanicus, and passionate for innovations, had by tolerating general licentiousness, and the oppression of the allies, corrupted the common soldiers to that degree, that by the most profligate he was styled Father of the Legions: he had, on the contrary, been outrageous to the best men, above all to the friends and companions of Germanicus; and, at last, by witchcraft and poison destroyed Germanicus himself: hence the infernal charms and immolations practised by him and Plancina: he had then attacked the Commonwealth with open arms; and, before he could be brought to be tried, they were forced to fight and defeat him."
Two days were set for handling the charges, six for preparing the defense, and three for presenting it. Fulcinius started with old and irrelevant topics about Piso's ambition and plunder during his time in Spain. These claims, even if proven, wouldn’t bring any penalties if he was acquitted of the current charges; nor would being cleared of past faults help him escape the weight of more serious offenses. Following him, Servaeus, Veranius, and Vitellius, all equally passionate, but Vitellius with great eloquence, asserted that Piso, out of hatred for Germanicus and a desire for change, allowed widespread disorder and the oppression of the allies, corrupting the common soldiers to the point where the most debased among them called him Father of the Legions. Conversely, he was harsh on the best men, especially Germanicus's friends and companions, and ultimately used witchcraft and poison to kill Germanicus himself. This led to the dark rituals and sacrifices practiced by him and Plancina. He then attacked the Commonwealth openly, and before he could stand trial, they had to fight and defeat him.
In every article but one his defence was faltering. For, neither his dangerous intrigues in debauching the soldiery, nor his abandoning the province to the most profligate and rapacious, nor even his insults to Germanicus, were to be denied. He seemed only to wipe off the charge of poison; a charge which in truth was not sufficiently corroborated by the accusers, since they had only to allege, "that at an entertainment of Germanicus, Piso, while he sat above him, with his hands poisoned the meat." It appeared absurd that amongst so many attending slaves besides his own, in so great a presence, and under the eye of Germanicus, he would attempt it: he himself required that the waiters might be racked, and offered to the rack his own domestics: but the Judges were implacable, implacable from different motives; Tiberius for the war raised in the province; and the Senate could never be convinced that the death of Germanicus was not the effect of fraud. Some moved for the letters written to Piso from Rome; a motion opposed by Tiberius no less than by Piso. From without, at the same time, were heard the cries of the people, "that if he escaped the judgment of the Senate, they would with their own hands destroy him." They had already dragged his statues to the place from whence malefactors were precipitated, and there had broken them; but by the orders of Tiberius they were rescued and replaced. Piso was put into a litter and carried back by a tribune of a Praetorian cohort; an attendance variously understood, whether as a guard for his safety, or a minister of death.
In every case but one, his defense was weak. He couldn’t deny his dangerous plots to corrupt the soldiers, his abandonment of the province to the most immoral and greedy people, or even his insults towards Germanicus. It seemed he only cleared himself of the poison accusations, which honestly weren’t strongly backed by the accusers, who merely claimed that "at a banquet for Germanicus, Piso poisoned the food while sitting above him." It seemed ridiculous that he would try to do this with so many other servants around, in front of such a large audience, and under Germanicus's watchful gaze. He even insisted the waiters be tortured and offered to have his own servants tortured too. But the judges were relentless, driven by different reasons; Tiberius because of the unrest in the province, and the Senate would never be persuaded that Germanicus's death wasn’t the result of foul play. Some suggested retrieving the letters sent to Piso from Rome, a move opposed by both Tiberius and Piso. Meanwhile, outside, the people were shouting that if he avoided judgment from the Senate, they would take matters into their own hands and destroy him. They had already dragged his statues to the spot where criminals were thrown and smashed them, but Tiberius ordered them rescued and restored. Piso was placed in a litter and carried back by a tribune of a Praetorian cohort; people interpreted this attendance in different ways, either as protection or as a prelude to his execution.
Plancina was under equal public hatred, but had more secret favour: hence it was doubted how far Tiberius durst proceed against her. For herself; while her husband's hopes were yet plausible, she professed "she would accompany his fortune, whatever it were, and, if he fell, fall with him." But when by the secret solicitations of Livia, she had secured her own pardon, she began by degrees to drop her husband, and to make a separate defence. After this fatal warning, he doubted whether he should make any further efforts; but, by the advice of his sons, fortifying his mind, he again entered the Senate: there he found the prosecution renewed, suffered the declared indignation of the Fathers, and saw all things cross and terrible; but nothing so much daunted him as to behold Tiberius, without mercy, without wrath, close, dark, unmovable, and bent against every access of tenderness. When he was brought home, as if he were preparing for his further defence the next day, he wrote somewhat, which he sealed and delivered to his freedman: he then washed and anointed, and took the usual care of his person. Late in the night, his wife leaving the chamber, he ordered the door to be shut; and was found, at break of day, with his throat cut, his sword lying by him.
Plancina faced equal public hatred but had more hidden support, which led to uncertainty about how far Tiberius would go against her. As for her, while her husband's prospects still seemed promising, she claimed, "I will stand by his fate, no matter what, and if he falls, I'll fall with him." But once she had secured her own pardon through Livia's secret influence, she gradually distanced herself from her husband and started to defend herself separately. After this devastating warning, he wasn't sure if he should continue trying; however, with his sons' encouragement, he steeled himself and re-entered the Senate. There, he found the charges against him renewed, faced the open outrage of the Senators, and saw everything turn hostile and alarming. But nothing scared him as much as seeing Tiberius, merciless, emotionless, closed off, and resistant to any show of compassion. When he got home, as if gearing up for his defense the next day, he wrote something, sealed it, and gave it to his freedman. Then he washed, put on perfume, and took care of his appearance. Late at night, after his wife left the room, he had the door closed; he was found at dawn with his throat cut and his sword beside him.
I remember to have heard from ancient men, that in the hands of Piso was frequently seen a bundle of writings, which he did not expose, but which, as his friends constantly averred, "contained the letters of Tiberius and his cruel orders towards Germanicus: that he resolved to lay them before the Fathers and to charge the Emperor, but was deluded by the hollow promises of Sejanus: and that neither did Piso die by his own hands, but by those of an express and private executioner." I dare affirm neither; nor yet ought I to conceal the relations of such as still lived when I was a youth. Tiberius, with an assumed air of sadness, complained to the Senate, that Piso, by that sort of death, had aimed to load him with obloquy; and asked many questions how he had passed his last day, how his last night? The freedman answered to most with prudence, to some in confusion. The Emperor then recited the letter sent him by Piso. It was conceived almost in these words: "Oppressed by a combination of my enemies and the imputation of false crimes; since no place is left here to truth and my innocence; to the Immortal Gods I appeal, that towards you, Caesar, I have lived with sincere faith, nor towards your mother with less reverence. For my sons I implore her protection and yours: my son Cneius had no share in my late management whatever it were, since, all the while, he abode at Rome: and my son Marcus dissuaded me from returning to Syria. Oh that, old as I am, I had yielded to him, rather than he, young as he is, to me! Hence more passionately I pray that innocent as he is, he suffer not in the punishment of my guilt: by a series of services for five-and-forty years, I entreat you; by our former fellowship in the consulship; by the memory of the deified Augustus, your father; by his friendship to me; by mine to you, I entreat you for the life and fortune of my unhappy son. It is the last request I shall ever make you." Of Plancina he said nothing.
I remember hearing from older people that Piso often had a bundle of writings that he kept hidden. His friends insisted it "contained the letters of Tiberius and his cruel orders toward Germanicus. He had planned to present them to the Senate and confront the Emperor, but was misled by the empty promises of Sejanus. They also claimed that Piso did not take his own life, but was killed by a specific and private executioner." I can't confirm either claim, nor should I hide the accounts of those who were still alive when I was young. Tiberius, putting on a sad demeanor, complained to the Senate that Piso's death was an attempt to make him look bad, and asked many questions about how Piso spent his last day and night. The freedman answered most questions wisely, but stumbled on a few. The Emperor then read the letter he received from Piso. It was written almost like this: "Overwhelmed by a conspiracy of my enemies and false charges; since there's no room for truth or my innocence here, I appeal to the Immortal Gods that I have lived sincerely towards you, Caesar, and with great respect towards your mother. I ask for her protection and yours for my sons: my son Cneius was not involved in my recent actions, whatever they may have been, as he remained in Rome the entire time; and my son Marcus advised me against returning to Syria. Oh, if only I had listened to him, instead of him giving in to me, despite his youth! So, I plead more desperately that he, being innocent, does not suffer for my wrongdoing: with a record of service spanning forty-five years, I ask you; by our past partnership in the consulship; by the memory of the deified Augustus, your father; by his friendship to me; by mine to you, I plead for the life and future of my unfortunate son. This is my final request." He said nothing about Plancina.
Tiberius, upon this, cleared the young man of any crime as to the civil war: he alleged "the orders of his father, which a son could not disobey." He likewise bewailed "that noble house, and even the grievous lot of Piso himself, however deserved," For Plancina he pleaded with shame and guilt, alleging the importunity of his mother; against whom more particularly the secret murmurs of the best people waxed bitter and poignant. "Was it then the tender part of a grandmother to admit to her sight the murderess of her grandson, to be intimate with her, and to snatch her from the vengeance of the Senate? To Germanicus alone was denied what by the laws was granted to every citizen. By Vitellius and Veranius, the cause of that prince was mourned and pleaded: by the Emperor and his mother, Plancina was defended and protected. Henceforth she might pursue her infernal arts so successfully tried, repeat her poisonings, and by her arts and poisons assail Agrippina and her children; and, with the blood of that most miserable house, satiate the worthy grandmother and uncle." In this mock trial two days were wasted; Tiberius, all the while, animating the sons of Piso to defend their mother: when the pleaders and witnesses had vigorously pushed the charge, and no reply was made, commiseration prevailed over hatred. The Consul Aurelius Cotta was first asked his opinion: for, when the Emperor collected the voices, the magistrates likewise voted. Cotta's sentence was, "that the name of Piso should be razed from the annals, part of his estate forfeited, part granted to his son Cneius, upon changing that name; his son Marcus be divested of his dignity, and content with fifty thousand great sestertia, {Footnote: £42,000.} be banished for ten years: and to Plancina, at the request of Livia, indemnity should be granted."
Tiberius, in response, cleared the young man of any wrongdoing related to the civil war, claiming it was "the orders of his father, which a son couldn’t disobey." He also lamented "the noble house, and even the unfortunate fate of Piso himself, however deserved." For Plancina, he argued with shame and guilt, citing his mother’s relentless pressure; it was particularly against her that the quiet discontent of the best people grew bitter and intense. "Was it really the caring nature of a grandmother to allow the murderer of her grandson into her presence, to be close with her, and to shield her from the punishment of the Senate? Germanicus alone was denied what the laws granted to every citizen. The deaths of that prince were mourned and advocated by Vitellius and Veranius, while the Emperor and his mother defended and protected Plancina. From now on, she could pursue her destructive practices that she had successfully used before, repeat her poisonings, and target Agrippina and her children with her manipulations and poisons; and with the blood of that wretched house, satisfy the greedy grandmother and uncle." In this sham trial, two days went by; Tiberius continuously encouraged the sons of Piso to defend their mother. As the prosecutors and witnesses strongly pressed the accusations, and there was no response, sympathy overtook animosity. The Consul Aurelius Cotta was first asked for his opinion, as when the Emperor gathered the votes, the magistrates also cast theirs. Cotta’s verdict was that "the name of Piso should be removed from the records, part of his estate seized, part given to his son Cneius, if he changed his name; his son Marcus should lose his status, be satisfied with fifty thousand great sestertii, {Footnote: £42,000.} be banished for ten years; and to Plancina, at Livia’s request, compensation should be provided."
Much of this sentence was abated by the Emperor; particularly that of striking Piso's name out of the annals, when "that of Marc Anthony, who made war upon his country; that of Julius Antonius, who had by adultery violated the house of Augustus, continued still there." He also exempted Marcus Piso from the ignominy of degradation, and left him his whole paternal inheritance; for, as I have already often observed, he was to the temptations of money incorruptible, and from the shame of having acquitted Plancina, rendered then more than usually mild. He likewise withstood the motion of Valerius Messalinus, "for erecting a golden statue in the Temple of Mars the Avenger;" and that of Caecina Severus, "for founding an altar to revenge." "Such monuments as these," he argued, "were only fit to be raised upon foreign victories; domestic evils were to be buried in sadness." Messalinus had added, "that to Tiberius, Livia, Antonia, Agrippina and Drusus, public thanks were to be rendered for having revenged the death of Germanicus;" but had omitted to mention Claudius. Messalinus was asked by Lucius Asprenas, in the presence of the Senate, "Whether by design he had omitted him?" and then at last the name of Claudius was subjoined. To me, the more I revolve the events of late or of old, the more of mockery and slipperiness appears in all human wisdom and the transactions of men: for, in popular fame, in the hopes, wishes and veneration of the public, all men were rather destined to the Empire, than he for whom fortune then reserved the sovereignty in the dark.
Much of this sentence was removed by the Emperor, especially the part about striking Piso's name from the records, while "the names of Marc Antony, who waged war against his own country, and Julius Antonius, who had dishonored the house of Augustus through adultery, remained there." He also spared Marcus Piso from disgrace and allowed him to keep his entire inheritance; as I have often noted, he was incorruptible when it came to the temptation of money and, because he had given a mild acquittal to Plancina, he had become even more lenient. He also rejected the proposal from Valerius Messalinus, "to erect a golden statue in the Temple of Mars the Avenger," and that from Caecina Severus, "to create an altar for vengeance." "Such monuments," he argued, "should only be built for foreign victories; domestic troubles should be buried in sorrow." Messalinus had added that public gratitude should be given to Tiberius, Livia, Antonia, Agrippina, and Drusus for avenging the death of Germanicus, but he had forgotten to mention Claudius. Lucius Asprenas asked Messalinus in front of the Senate, "Did you leave him out intentionally?" and finally Claudius's name was added. For me, the more I think about recent and past events, the more I see the absurdity and unpredictability in all human wisdom and actions: in public opinion, hopes, desires, and admiration, all people seemed more destined for the Empire than the one fortune had secretly chosen for sovereignty.
A few days after, Vitellius, Veranius and Servaeus, were by the Senate preferred to the honours of the Priesthood, at the motion of Tiberius. To Fulcinius he promised his interest and suffrage towards preferment, but advised him "not to embarrass his eloquence by impetuosity." This was the end of revenging the death of Germanicus; an affair ambiguously related, not by those only who then lived and interested themselves in it, but likewise the following times: so dark and intricate are all the highest transactions; while some hold for certain facts, the most precarious hearsays; others turn facts into falsehood; and both are swallowed and improved by the credulity of posterity. Drusus went now without the city, there to renew the ceremony of the auspices, and presently re-entered in the triumph of ovation. A few days after died Vipsania his mother; of all the children of Agrippa, the only one who made a pacific end: the rest manifestly perished, or are believed to have perished, by the sword, poison, or famine.
A few days later, the Senate, at Tiberius's suggestion, appointed Vitellius, Veranius, and Servaeus to the Priesthood. He promised Fulcinius his support for promotion but advised him "not to hinder his eloquence by being too hasty." This marked the conclusion of the revenge for Germanicus's death—an event described ambiguously, not just by those involved at the time but also by later generations: such are the complicated and obscure nature of major events; while some present certain facts, others turn hearsay into supposed truths, and both are accepted and exaggerated by the gullibility of future audiences. Drusus went outside the city to perform the auspices and soon returned in a triumph of ovation. A few days later, his mother Vipsania died; she was the only one of Agrippa's children to have a peaceful end, while the others are known or thought to have died from violence, poison, or starvation.
The qualifying of the Law Papia Poppaea was afterwards proposed; a law which, to enforce those of Julius Caesar, Augustus had made when he was old, for punishing celibacy and enriching the Exchequer. Nor even by this means had marriages and children multiplied, while a passion to live single and childless prevailed: but, in the meantime, the numbers threatened and in danger by it increased daily, while by the glosses and chicane of the impleaders every family was undone. So that, as before the city laboured under the weight of crimes, so now under the pest of laws. From this thought I am led backwards to the first rise of laws, and to open the steps and causes by which we are arrived to the present number and excess; a number infinite and perplexed.
The implementation of the Law Papia Poppaea was later suggested; a law that Augustus established in his old age to enforce the regulations of Julius Caesar, aimed at punishing those who remained unmarried and boosting the treasury. Yet, even with this, marriages and children did not increase, as the desire to stay single and without children remained strong. Meanwhile, the number of people affected by this situation grew each day, and through the tricks and manipulations of the lawyers, families were destroyed. Just as the city once struggled under the burden of crimes, it now suffers under a plague of laws. This thought leads me to reflect on the initial emergence of laws and to uncover the steps and reasons that have brought us to the current overwhelming and complicated number of them.
The first race of men, free as yet from every depraved passion, lived without guile and crimes, and therefore without chastisements or restraints; nor was there occasion for rewards, when of their own accord they pursued righteousness: and as they courted nothing contrary to justice, they were debarred from nothing by terrors. But, after they had abandoned their original equality, and from modesty and shame to do evil, proceeded to ambition and violence; lordly dominion was introduced and arbitrary rule, and in many nations grew perpetual. Some, either from the beginning, or after they were surfeited with kings, preferred the sovereignty of laws; which, agreeable to the artless minds of men, were at first short and simple. The laws in most renown were those framed for the Cretans by Minos; for the Spartans by Lycurgus; and afterwards such as Solon delivered to the Athenians, now greater in number and more exquisitely composed. To the Romans justice was administered by Romulus according to his pleasure: after him, Numa managed the people by religious devices and laws divine. Some institutions were made by Tullus Hostilius, some by Ancus Martius; but above all our laws were those founded by Servius Tullius; they were such as even our kings were bound to obey.
The first generation of people, still free from all corrupted desires, lived without deceit or crime, and therefore without punishment or restrictions; there was no need for rewards since they naturally sought righteousness. Because they didn’t pursue anything unjust, they weren’t held back by fears. However, after they lost their original equality and, driven by modesty and shame towards evil, turned to ambition and violence, oppressive rule and arbitrary power took hold and became entrenched in many societies. Some, either from the start or once they were fed up with kings, chose to follow the rule of law; these laws, suitable for the straightforward minds of the people, were initially brief and simple. The most famous laws were those created for the Cretans by Minos; for the Spartans by Lycurgus; and later, those given to the Athenians by Solon, which were now more numerous and composed with greater detail. In Rome, justice was administered by Romulus as he saw fit; after him, Numa governed the people through religious practices and divine laws. Some laws were established by Tullus Hostilius, some by Ancus Martius; but the most significant were those set by Servius Tullius; they were laws that even our kings had to obey.
Upon the expulsion of Tarquin; the people, for the security of their freedom against the encroachment and factions of the Senate, and for binding the public concord, prepared many ordinances: hence were created the Decemviri, and by them were composed the twelve tables, out of a collection of the most excellent institutions found abroad. The period this of all upright and impartial laws. What laws followed, though sometimes made against crimes and offenders, were yet chiefly made by violence, through the animosity of the two Estates, and for seizing unjustly withholden offices or continuing unjustly in them, or for banishing illustrious patriots, and to other wicked ends. Hence the Gracchi and Saturnini, inflamers of the people; and hence Drusus vying, on behalf of the Senate, in popular concessions with these inflamers; and hence the corrupt promises made to our Italian allies, promises deceitfully made, or, by the interposition of some Tribune, defeated. Neither during the war of Italy, nor during the civil war, was the making of regulations discontinued; many and contradictory were even then made. At last Sylla the Dictator, changing or abolishing the past, added many of his own, and procured some respite in this matter, but not long; for presently followed the turbulent pursuits and proposals of Lepidus, and soon after were the Tribunes restored to their licentious authority of throwing the people into combustions at pleasure. And now laws were not made for the public only, but for particular men particular laws; and corruption abounding in the Commonwealth, the Commonwealth abounded in laws.
After Tarquin was expelled, the people, aiming to protect their freedom against the Senate's interference and divisions, and to foster unity, established several regulations. This led to the creation of the Decemviri, who drafted the twelve tables based on the best legal practices they found elsewhere. This was a time of fair and impartial laws. Although some laws were enacted against crimes and wrongdoers, most were driven by the conflicts between the two Estates and were aimed at wrongfully seizing or retaining power, banishing respected leaders, and other malicious purposes. This gave rise to the Gracchi and Saturnini, who incited the people, and Drusus, who sought to make popular concessions on behalf of the Senate in response to these instigators. Additionally, corrupt promises were made to our Italian allies, which were either deceitful or thwarted by the interference of a Tribune. Throughout the Italian war and the civil war, the creation of regulations did not stop; many contradictory laws were enacted during that time. Eventually, Sylla the Dictator changed or abolished many existing laws, added some of his own, and temporarily eased the situation, but not for long. Soon after, the disruptive actions and proposals of Lepidus emerged, and the Tribunes regained their unchecked power to stir up chaos among the people as they wished. Laws were no longer made solely for the public good but tailored to individual interests; with corruption rampant in the Commonwealth, the number of laws proliferated.
Pompey was, now in his third Consulship, chosen to correct the public enormities; and his remedies proved to the State more grievous than its distempers. He made laws such as suited his ambition, and broke them when they thwarted his will; and lost by arms the regulations which by arms he had procured. Henceforward for twenty years discord raged, and there was neither law nor settlement; the most wicked found impunity in the excess of their wickedness; and many virtuous men, in their uprightness met destruction. At length, Augustus Caesar in his sixth Consulship, then confirmed in power without a rival, abolished the orders which during the Triumvirate he had established, and gave us laws proper for peace and a single ruler. These laws had sanctions severer than any heretofore known: as their guardians, informers were appointed, who by the Law Papia Poppaea were encouraged with rewards, to watch such as neglected the privileges annexed to marriage and fatherhood, and consequently could claim no legacy or inheritance, the same, as vacant, belonging to the Roman People, who were the public parent. But these informers struck much deeper: by them the whole city, all Italy, and the Roman citizens in every part of the Empire, were infested and persecuted: numbers were stripped of their entire fortunes, and terror had seized all; when Tiberius, for a check to this evil, chose twenty noblemen, five who were formerly Consuls, five who were formerly Praetors, with ten other Senators, to review that law. By them many of its intricacies were explained, its strictness qualified; and hence some present alleviation was yielded.
Pompey, now in his third term as Consul, was selected to address the public issues, but his solutions ended up being more harmful to the State than the problems themselves. He created laws that suited his ambitions and ignored them when they conflicted with his desires, losing through military action the regulations he had previously established with force. For the next twenty years, conflict erupted, and there was neither law nor order; the most wicked enjoyed freedom because of their wrongdoing, while many honorable individuals faced ruin due to their integrity. Eventually, Augustus Caesar, in his sixth term as Consul and confirmed as the sole ruler, abolished the rules he had implemented during the Triumvirate and established laws designed for peace and a single authority. These laws included harsher penalties than ever before; informers were appointed as enforcers, incentivized through the Law Papia Poppaea to monitor those who neglected the rights linked to marriage and fatherhood, which meant they could not inherit, as those assets would revert to the Roman People as the public benefactors. However, these informers went too far: they spread through the entire city, all of Italy, and affected Roman citizens throughout the Empire, stripping many of their fortunes and instilling fear everywhere. In response to this problem, Tiberius appointed twenty noblemen—five former Consuls, five former Praetors, and ten other Senators—to review the law. They clarified many of its complexities and eased some of its harshness, providing immediate relief.
Tiberius about this time, to the Senate recommended Nero, one of the sons of Germanicus, now seventeen years of age, and desired "that he might be exempted from executing the office of the Vigintivirate, {Footnote: Officers for distributing the public lands; for regulating the mint, the roads, and the execution of criminals.} and have leave to sue for the Quaestorship five years sooner than the laws directed." A piece of mockery, this request to all who heard it: but, Tiberius pretended "that the same concessions had been decreed to himself and his brother Drusus, at the request of Augustus." Nor do I doubt, but there were then such who secretly ridiculed that sort of petitions from Augustus: such policy was however natural to that Prince, while he was but yet laying the foundations of the Imperial power, and while the Republic and its late laws were still fresh in the minds of men: besides, the relation was lighter between Augustus and his wife's sons, than between a grandfather and his grandsons. To the grant of the Quaestorship was added a seat in the College of Pontiffs; and the first day he entered the Forum in his manly robe, a donative of corn and money was distributed to the populace, who exulted to behold a son of Germanicus now of age. Their joy was soon heightened by his marriage with Julia, the daughter of Drusus. But as these transactions were attended with public applauses; so the intended marriage of the daughter of Sejanus with the son of Claudius was received with popular indignation. By this alliance the nobility of the Claudian house seemed stained; and by it Sejanus, already suspected of aspiring views, was lifted still higher.
Around this time, Tiberius recommended to the Senate that Nero, one of Germanicus's sons, who was now seventeen, be exempted from serving in the Vigintivirate, {Footnote: Officers for distributing the public lands; for regulating the mint, the roads, and the execution of criminals.} and be allowed to run for the Quaestorship five years earlier than the law allowed. This request felt like a joke to everyone who heard it, but Tiberius claimed that the same privileges had been granted to him and his brother Drusus upon Augustus's request. I have no doubt that there were those who quietly mocked such petitions from Augustus at that time; however, such a strategy was typical of that ruler, as he was still establishing the foundations of imperial power and when the Republic and its recent laws were still fresh in people's minds. Additionally, the relationship was less formal between Augustus and his wife’s sons than between a grandfather and his grandsons. Along with the grant of the Quaestorship, he was also given a seat in the College of Pontiffs; and on the first day he entered the Forum in his adult toga, a donation of grain and money was given to the people, who celebrated seeing a son of Germanicus come of age. Their happiness was further increased when he married Julia, the daughter of Drusus. However, while these events were met with public applause, the proposed marriage between Sejanus's daughter and Claudius's son was met with public outrage. This union seemed to tarnish the nobility of the Claudian family, and Sejanus, already suspected of having ambitions, gained even more power through it.
At the end of this year died Lucius Volusius and Sallustius Crispus; great and eminent men. The family of Volusius was ancient, but, in the exercise of public offices, rose never higher than the Praetorship; it was he, who honoured it with the Consulship: he was likewise created Censor for modelling the classes of the equestrian order; and first accumulated the wealth which gave that family such immense grandeur. Crispus was born of an equestrian house, great nephew by a sister to Caius Sallustius, the renowned Roman historian, and by him adopted: the way to the great offices was open to him; but, in imitation of Maecenas, he lived without the dignity of Senator, yet outwent in power many who were distinguished with Consulships and triumphs: his manner of living, his dress and daintiness were different from the ways of antiquity; and, in expense and affluence, he bordered rather upon luxury. He possessed however a vigour of spirit equal to great affairs, and exerted the greater promptness for that he hid it in a show of indolence and sloth: he was therefore, in the time of Maecenas, the next in favour, afterwards chief confidant in all the secret counsels of Augustus and Tiberius, and privy and consenting to the order for slaying Agrippa Posthumus. In his old age he preserved with the Prince rather the outside than the vitals of authority: the same had happened to Maecenas. It is the fate of power, which is rarely perpetual; perhaps from satiety on both sides, when Princes have no more to grant, and Ministers no more to crave.
At the end of this year, Lucius Volusius and Sallustius Crispus passed away; they were great and prominent figures. The Volusius family was old, but they never rose higher than the Praetorship in public office; it was he who elevated it by becoming Consul. He was also appointed Censor to organize the classes of the equestrian order and was the first to amass the wealth that brought the family such immense prestige. Crispus came from an equestrian family and was a great-nephew of Caius Sallustius, the famous Roman historian, who adopted him. The path to high office was open to him, but like Maecenas, he chose to live without the title of Senator, yet he wielded more power than many distinguished with Consulships and triumphs. His lifestyle, attire, and elegance were quite different from those of earlier times, leaning more towards luxury in terms of expense and wealth. However, he had a spirit strong enough for major responsibilities, and he hid this behind a façade of laziness and indifference. During Maecenas' time, he was the next in favor, later becoming the chief confidant in all the secret plans of Augustus and Tiberius, and he was complicit in the scheme to kill Agrippa Posthumus. In his old age, he maintained more of an appearance of authority with the Prince rather than actual power; the same fate had befallen Maecenas. This is the nature of power, which is rarely permanent; it often changes due to weariness on both sides, when Princes have nothing left to give and Ministers have nothing left to demand.
Next followed the Consulship of Tiberius and Drusus; to Tiberius the fourth, to Drusus the second: a Consulship remarkable, for that in it the father and son were colleagues. There was indeed the same fellowship between Tiberius and Germanicus, two years before; but besides the distastes of jealousy in the uncle, the ties of blood were not so near. In the beginning of the year, Tiberius, on pretence of his health, retired to Campania; either already meditating a long and perpetual retirement; or to leave to Drusus, in his father's absence, the honour of executing the Consulship alone: and there happened a thing which, small in itself, yet as it produced mighty contestation, furnished the young Consul with matter of popular affection. Domitius Corbulo, formerly Praetor, complained to the Senate of Lucius Sylla, a noble youth, "that in the show of gladiators, Sylla would not yield him place." Age, domestic custom, and the ancient men were for Corbulo: on the other side, Mamercus Scaurus, Lucius Arruntius, and others laboured for their kinsman Sylla: warm speeches were made, and the examples of our ancestors were urged, "who by severe decrees had censured and restrained the irreverence of the youth." Drusus interposed with arguments proper for calming animosities, and Corbulo had satisfaction made him by Scaurus, who was to Sylla both father-in-law and uncle, and the most copious orator of that age. The same Corbulo, exclaiming against "the condition of most of the roads through Italy, that through the fraud of the undertakers and negligence of the overseers, they were broken and unpassable;" undertook of his own accord the cure of that abuse; an undertaking which he executed not so much to the advantage of the public as to the ruin of many private men in their fortunes and reputation, by his violent mulcts and unjust judgments and forfeitures.
Next came the Consulship of Tiberius and Drusus; Tiberius as the fourth consul and Drusus as the second. This Consulship was notable because a father and son served as colleagues. Two years earlier, Tiberius had a similar partnership with Germanicus, but there was jealousy from the uncle and the blood ties weren’t as close. At the beginning of the year, Tiberius moved to Campania under the pretense of needing to take care of his health; he might have been planning a long-term retreat or wanted to give Drusus the opportunity to fulfill the duties of Consul on his own. A minor incident occurred that ignited significant debate, allowing the young Consul to gain the public's support. Domitius Corbulo, a former Praetor, complained to the Senate about Lucius Sylla, a prominent young man, stating that Sylla wouldn’t give him his place at the gladiator games. Corbulo had age, customs, and the support of the elder senators on his side, while Mamercus Scaurus, Lucius Arruntius, and others backed Sylla. Heated speeches were exchanged, and references were made to ancestors who had imposed strict penalties to curb the disrespect shown by the youth. Drusus intervened with arguments intended to ease the tensions, and Corbulo received an apology from Scaurus, who was both Sylla’s father-in-law and uncle, as well as the most articulate speaker of his time. Corbulo then complained about “the poor condition of most roads in Italy, which were broken and impassable due to the dishonesty of contractors and negligence of supervisors.” He took it upon himself to address this issue; however, his actions led more to the downfall of many individuals' fortunes and reputations due to his harsh penalties, unjust judgments, and seizures than to any real public benefit.
Upon this occasion Caecina Severus proposed, "that no magistrate should go into any province accompanied by his wife." He introduced this motion with a long preface, "that he lived with his own in perfect concord, by her he had six children; and what he offered to the public he had practised himself, having during forty years' service left her still behind him, confined to Italy. It was not indeed, without cause, established of old, that women should neither be carried by their husbands into confederate nations nor foreign. A train of women introduced luxury in peace, by their fears retarded war, and made a Roman army resemble, in their march, a mixed host of barbarians. The sex was not tender only and unfit for travel, but, if suffered, cruel, aspiring, and greedy of authority: they even marched amongst the soldiers, and were obeyed by the officers. A woman had lately presided at the exercises of the troops, and at the decursions of the legions. The Senate themselves might remember, that as often as any of the magistrates were charged with plundering the provinces, their wives were always engaged in the guilt. To the ladies, the most profligate in the province applied; by them all affairs were undertaken, by them transacted: at home two distinct courts were kept, and abroad the wife had her distinct train and attendance. The ladies, too, issued distinct orders, but more imperious and better obeyed. Such feminine excesses were formerly restrained by the Oppian, and other laws; but now these restraints were violated, women ruled all things, their families, the Forum, and even the armies."
On this occasion, Caecina Severus proposed that "no magistrate should go into any province with his wife." He prefaced this motion by saying that he lived in perfect harmony with his own wife, with whom he had six children, and that what he was suggesting was based on his own experience, having spent forty years of service while leaving her behind in Italy. There was indeed a reason established long ago that women should not accompany their husbands into allied or foreign nations. A group of women introduced luxury during peacetime, hindered wartime efforts with their fears, and made a Roman army resemble a mixed group of barbarians on the march. The female sex wasn't only delicate and unfit for travel; if allowed, they were also cruel, ambitious, and power-hungry. They even marched among the soldiers and were obeyed by the officers. Recently, a woman led the troops in exercises and during the maneuvers of the legions. The Senate might recall that whenever magistrates were accused of plundering provinces, their wives were always involved in the wrongdoing. The most immoral women in the provinces were consulted; they conducted all affairs and handled transactions. At home, there were two distinct courts, and abroad, the wife had her own entourage. These women also issued orders, which were more demanding and better followed. Such excesses were once restrained by the Oppian and other laws, but now these restrictions have been violated, and women controlled everything: their households, the Forum, and even the armies.
This speech was heard by few with approbation, and many proclaimed their dissent; "for, that neither was that the point in debate, nor was Caecina considerable enough to censure so weighty an affair." He was presently answered by Valerius Messalinus, who was the son of Messala, and inherited a sparkling of his father's eloquence: "that many rigorous institutions of the ancients were softened and changed for the better: for, neither was Rome now, as of old, beset with wars, nor Italy with hostile provinces; and a few concessions were made to the conveniences of women, who were so far from burdening the provinces, that to their own husbands there they were no burden. As to honours, attendance and expense, they enjoyed them in common with their husbands, who could receive no embarrassment from their company in time of peace. To war indeed we must go equipped and unencumbered; but after the fatigues of war, what was more allowable than the consolations of a wife? But it seemed the wives of some magistrates had given a loose to ambition and avarice. And were the magistrates themselves free from these excesses? were not most of them governed by many exorbitant appetites? did we therefore send none into the provinces? It was added, that the husbands were corrupted by their corrupt wives: and were therefore all single men uncorrupt? The Oppian Laws were once thought necessary, because the exigencies of the State required their severity: they were afterwards relaxed and mollified, because that too was expedient for the State. In vain we covered our own sloth with borrowed names: if the wife broke bounds, the husband ought to bear the blame. It was moreover unjustly judged, for the weak and uxorious spirit of one or a few, to bereave all others of the fellowship of their wives, the natural partners of their prosperity and distress. Besides, the sex, weak by nature, would be left defenceless, exposed to the luxurious bent of their native passions, and a prey to the allurements of adulterers: scarce under the eye and restraint of the husband was the marriage bed preserved inviolate: what must be the consequence, when by an absence of many years, the ties of marriage would be forgot, forgot as it were in a divorce? It became them, therefore, so to cure the evils abroad as not to forget the enormities at Rome." To this Drusus added somewhat concerning his own wedlock. "Princes," he said, "were frequently obliged to visit the remote parts of the Empire: how often did the deified Augustus travel to the East, how often to the West, still accompanied with Livia? He himself too had taken a progress to Illyricum, and, if it were expedient, was ready to visit other nations; but not always with an easy spirit, if he were to be torn from his dear wife, her by whom he had so many children." Thus was Caecina's motion eluded.
This speech was met with approval by a few and strong dissent by many; "for this was neither the issue at hand, nor was Caecina important enough to criticize such a serious matter." Valerius Messalinus, the son of Messala, quickly responded with a touch of his father's eloquence: "Many strict rules from the past have been softened and improved: Rome is not, as it once was, plagued by wars, nor is Italy filled with hostile territories; and some concessions were made for the comfort of women, who were not a burden to the provinces, nor to their own husbands there. When it comes to honors, attendance, and expenses, they share those with their husbands, who experience no inconvenience from their presence during peacetime. We must indeed go to war equipped and free of encumbrances; but after the strains of battle, what could be more natural than the comforts of a wife? Yet it seemed that the wives of certain magistrates had given in to ambition and greed. Were the magistrates themselves free of these excesses? Were most of them not driven by various unchecked desires? Did we therefore send no one to the provinces? It was claimed that husbands were corrupted by their corrupt wives: did this mean that all single men were pure? The Oppian Laws were once deemed necessary because the state required their strictness; they were later relaxed because that too was in the state's best interest. We ashamedly masked our own laziness with borrowed terms: if the wife overstepped, the husband should shoulder the blame. It was also unjust to penalize all because of the weak and submissive nature of one or a few, depriving others of the companionship of their wives, the natural partners in their joys and sorrows. Besides, since women, by nature, are vulnerable, they would be left defenseless, exposed to their own passions and the temptations of adulterers: hardly under the watchful eye of their husbands was the marriage bed kept pure; what would happen after years of absence when the bonds of marriage could be forgotten, as if through a divorce? It was, therefore, essential to address the problems abroad without overlooking the issues in Rome." Drusus added something about his own marriage. "Leaders," he said, "are often required to visit distant parts of the Empire: how often did the deified Augustus travel to the East, how often to the West, always with Livia by his side? I too have traveled to Illyricum, and if necessary, I am prepared to visit other nations, but not always without difficulty if it means being separated from my dear wife, the mother of my many children." Thus, Caecina's proposal was sidestepped.
When the Senate met next, they had a letter from Tiberius. In it he affected to chide the fathers, "that upon him they cast all public cares;" and named them M. Lepidus and Junius Blesus, to choose either for Proconsul of Africa. They were then both heard as to this nomination: Lepidus excused himself with earnestness; he pleaded "his bodily frailty, the tender age of his children, and a daughter fit for marriage." There was another reason too, of which he said nothing; but it was easily understood: Blesus was uncle to Sejanus, and therefore had the prevailing interest. Blesus too made a show of refusing, but not with the like positiveness, and was heard with partiality by the flatterers of power.
When the Senate met again, they received a letter from Tiberius. In it, he pretended to scold the senators, saying they placed all public responsibilities on him. He named M. Lepidus and Junius Blesus as options for Proconsul of Africa. Both were then heard regarding this nomination: Lepidus earnestly declined, citing "his poor health, the young age of his children, and a daughter ready for marriage." There was another reason he didn't mention, but it was obvious: Blesus was Sejanus's uncle and therefore had significant influence. Blesus also pretended to refuse, but not as firmly, and was supported by power's flatterers.
The same year the cities of Gaul, stimulated by their excessive debts, began a rebellion. The most vehement incendiaries were Julius Florus and Julius Sacrovir; the first amongst those of Treves, the second amongst the Aeduans. They were both distinguished by their nobility, and by the good services of their ancestors, who thence had acquired of old the right of Roman citizens; a privilege rare in those days, and then only the prize of virtue. When by secret meetings, they had gained those who were most prompt to rebel; with such as were desperate through indigence, or, from guilt of past crimes, forced to commit more; they agreed that Florus should begin the insurrection in Belgia; Sacrovir amongst the neighbouring Gauls. In order to this, they had many consultations and cabals, where they uttered seditious harangues; they urged "their tribute without end, their devouring usury, the pride and cruelty of their Governors: that they had now a glorious opportunity to recover their liberty; for that since the report of the murder of Germanicus, discord had seized the Roman soldiery: they need only consider their own strength and numbers; while Italy was poor and exhausted; the Roman populace weak and unwarlike, the Roman armies destitute of all vigour but that derived from foreigners."
The same year, the cities of Gaul, driven by their huge debts, started a rebellion. The most passionate instigators were Julius Florus and Julius Sacrovir; the former among the people of Treves, and the latter among the Aeduans. Both were notable for their noble lineage and the good deeds of their ancestors, who had long ago secured the rights of Roman citizens—a privilege that was rare back then and only earned through virtue. After secret meetings, they recruited those eager to rebel, including those desperate due to poverty or those who had committed past crimes and had no choice but to commit more. They agreed that Florus would start the uprising in Belgia, while Sacrovir would mobilize the nearby Gauls. To prepare, they held numerous meetings and plotted where they delivered inflammatory speeches; they denounced "their endless taxes, their crippling interest rates, the arrogance and brutality of their Governors: that this was a glorious opportunity to regain their freedom; for since the news of Germanicus's murder had spread, discord had taken hold of the Roman soldiers: they just needed to consider their own strength and numbers; while Italy was poor and drained; the Roman populace weak and unmilitary, and the Roman armies were lacking all vigor except that which came from foreigners."
Scarce one city remained untainted with the seeds of this rebellion; but it first broke at Angiers and Tours. The former were reduced by Acilius Aviola, a legate, with the assistance of a cohort drawn from the garrison at Lyons. Those of Tours were suppressed by the same Aviola, assisted with a detachment sent from the legions, by Visellius Varro, lieutenant-governor of lower Germany. Some of the chiefs of the Gauls had likewise joined him with succours, the better to disguise their defection, and to push it with more effect hereafter. Even Sacrovir was beheld engaged in fight for the Romans, with his head bare, a demonstration, he pretended, of his bravery; but the prisoners averred, that "he did it to be known to his countrymen, and to escape their darts."
Scarcely a city was untouched by the seeds of this rebellion; it first broke out in Angiers and Tours. The former was subdued by Acilius Aviola, a legate, with the help of a cohort drawn from the garrison in Lyons. The rebellion in Tours was also put down by the same Aviola, with support from a detachment sent by the legions, led by Visellius Varro, the lieutenant-governor of Lower Germany. Some of the Gallic leaders had also joined him with reinforcements, hoping to disguise their defection and make it more effective in the future. Even Sacrovir was seen fighting for the Romans, with his head uncovered, a gesture he claimed was a sign of his bravery; but the prisoners stated that "he did it to be recognized by his countrymen and to dodge their weapons."
An account of all this was laid before Tiberius, who slighted it, and by hesitation fostered the war. Florus the while pushed his designs, and tried to debauch a regiment of horse, levied at Treves, and kept under our pay and discipline: he would have engaged them to begin the war, by putting to the sword the Roman merchants; and some few were corrupted, but the body remained in their allegiance. A rabble however, of his own followers and desperate debtors, took arms and were making to the forest of Arden, when the legions sent from both armies by Visellius and Caius Silius, through different routes to intercept them, marred their march: and Julius Indus, one of the same country with Florus, at enmity with him, and therefore more eager to engage him, was despatched forward with a chosen band, and broke the ill-appointed multitude. Florus by lurking from place to place, frustrated the search of the conquerors: but at last, when he saw all the passes beset with soldiers, he fell by his own hands. This was the issue of the insurrection at Treves.
An account of all this was presented to Tiberius, who dismissed it, and by hesitating, enabled the war to grow. Meanwhile, Florus pushed his agenda and tried to corrupt a cavalry regiment raised in Treves, which was under our pay and discipline. He attempted to persuade them to start the war by slaughtering Roman merchants; a few were swayed, but the majority remained loyal. However, a mob of his followers and desperate debtors took up arms and headed for the Arden forest, when the legions sent by both Visellius and Caius Silius, approaching from different directions to intercept them, disrupted their march. Julius Indus, who was from the same region as Florus and had a grudge against him, was sent ahead with a select group and defeated the poorly organized crowd. Florus, evading discovery by moving from place to place, managed to escape the conquerors' search. But in the end, when he found all the routes blocked by soldiers, he took his own life. This was the outcome of the uprising at Treves.
Amongst the Aeduans the revolt was stronger, as much stronger as the state was more opulent; and the forces to suppress it were to be brought from afar. Augustodunum, {Footnote: Autun.} the capital of the nation, was seized by Sacrovir, and in it all the noble youth of Gaul, who were there instructed in the liberal arts. By securing these pledges he aimed to bind in his interest their parents and relations; and at the same time distributed to the young men the arms, which he had caused to be secretly made. He had forty thousand men, the fifth part armed like our legions, the rest with poles, hangers, and other weapons used by hunters. To the number were added such of the slaves as had been appointed to be gladiators; these were covered, after the fashion of the country, with a continued armour of iron; and styled Crupellarii; a sort of militia unwieldy at exercising their own weapons, and impenetrable by those of others. These forces were still increased by volunteers from the neighbouring cities, where, though the public body did not hitherto avow the revolt, yet the zeal of particulars was manifest: they had likewise leisure to increase from the contention of the two Roman generals; a contention for some time undecided, while each demanded the command in that war. At length Varro, old and infirm, yielded to the superior vigour of Silius.
Among the Aeduans, the revolt was much stronger, just as the region was wealthier; and the forces needed to crush it had to be brought in from far away. Augustodunum, {Footnote: Autun.} the capital of the nation, was taken over by Sacrovir, who held all the noble youth of Gaul that were being educated in the liberal arts there. By securing these hostages, he intended to win the loyalty of their parents and relatives; at the same time, he distributed weapons that he had secretly manufactured to the young men. He had forty thousand men—one-fifth of them armed like our legions, and the rest equipped with poles, short swords, and other weapons used by hunters. The number included some slaves who had been selected to become gladiators; they were dressed in the traditional way with continuous iron armor and were known as Crupellarii; a type of militia that struggled with their own weapons but was resistant to attacks from others. These forces grew further with volunteers from nearby cities, where, although the official community hadn’t openly supported the revolt yet, the enthusiasm of individuals was clear. They also had the opportunity to strengthen their ranks due to the rivalry between two Roman generals, a contest that remained unresolved for some time, with each one vying for command in that war. Eventually, Varro, old and frail, conceded to the greater strength of Silius.
Now at Rome, "not only the insurrection of Treves and of the Aeduans, but likewise, that threescore and four cities of Gaul had revolted; that the Germans had joined in the revolt, and that Spain fluctuated;" were reports all believed with the usual aggravations of fame. The best men grieved in sympathy for their country: many from hatred of the present government and thirst of change, rejoiced in their own perils: they inveighed against Tiberius, "that in such a mighty uproar of rebellion, he was only employed in perusing the informations of the State accusers." They asked, "did he mean to surrender Julius Sacrovir to the Senate, to try him for treason?" They exulted, "that there were at last found men, who would with arms restrain his bloody orders for private murders." And declared "that even war was a happy change for a most wretched peace." So much the more for this, Tiberius affected to appear wrapped up in security and unconcern; he neither changed place nor countenance, but behaved himself at that time as at other times; whether from elevation of mind, or whether he had learned that the state of things was not alarming, and only heightened by vulgar representation.
Now in Rome, "not only had the uprisings in Treves and among the Aeduans occurred, but also, sixty-four cities in Gaul had revolted; the Germans had joined the revolt, and Spain was uncertain;" these reports were all believed with the typical exaggeration of rumors. The best people were saddened for their country: many, driven by their hatred for the current government and a desire for change, found joy in their own dangers: they criticized Tiberius, "saying that in the midst of such a huge rebellion, he was only focused on reviewing reports from the State accusers." They questioned, "did he plan to hand Julius Sacrovir over to the Senate to face treason charges?" They celebrated, "that at last, there were people willing to use force to stop his bloody orders for personal killings." And they stated "that even war was a better alternative to a miserable peace." Because of this, Tiberius tried to appear calm and indifferent; he didn’t change his location or expression, but acted just as he normally did; whether out of confidence or because he knew the situation wasn't as dire as people claimed, and was only amplified by public opinion.
Silius the while sending forward a band of auxiliaries, marched with two legions, and in his march ravaged the villages of the Sequanians, next neighbours to the Aeduans, and their associates in arms. He then advanced towards Augustodunum; a hasty march, the standard-bearers mutually vying in expedition, and the common men breathing ardour and eagerness: they desired, "that no time might be wasted in the usual refreshments, none of their nights in sleep; let them only see and confront the foe: they wanted no more, to be victorious." Twelve miles from Augustodunum, Sacrovir appeared with his forces upon the plains: in the front he had placed the iron troop; his cohorts in the wings; the half-armed in the rear: he himself, upon a fine horse, attended by the other chiefs, addressed himself to them from rank to rank; he reminded them "of the glorious achievements of the ancient Gauls; of the victorious mischiefs they had brought upon the Romans; of the liberty and renown attending victory; of their redoubled and intolerable servitude, if once more vanquished."
Silius, while sending ahead a group of auxiliary troops, marched with two legions and devastated the villages of the Sequanians, who were neighbors of the Aeduans and their allies in battle. He then moved toward Augustodunum, making a swift march, with the standard-bearers competing in speed and the common soldiers full of passion and eagerness—wanting no time wasted on usual breaks, no nights spent sleeping; they only wanted to see and confront the enemy, desiring nothing more than victory. Twelve miles from Augustodunum, Sacrovir appeared with his forces in the plains: he positioned the heavily armed troops in front, his cohorts on the flanks, and the lightly armed soldiers in the rear. He himself, on a fine horse, addressed his fellow leaders from rank to rank, reminding them "of the glorious achievements of the ancient Gauls; of the victorious havoc they had wreaked upon the Romans; of the freedom and honor that came with victory; and of the intensified and unbearable servitude they would face if they were defeated again."
A short speech; and an unattentive, and disheartened audience! For, the embattled legions approached; and the crowd of townsmen, ill appointed and novices in war, stood astonished, bereft of the present use of eyes and hearing. On the other side, Silius, though he presumed the victory, and thence might have spared exhortations, yet called to his men, "that they might be with reason ashamed that they, the conquerors of Germany, should be thus led against a rabble of Gauls as against an equal enemy: one cohort had newly defeated the rebels of Tours; one regiment of horse, those of Treves; a handful of this very army had routed the Sequanians: the present Aeduans, as they are more abounding in wealth, as they wallow more in voluptuousness, are by so much more soft and unwarlike: this is what you are now to prove, and your task to prevent their escape." His words were returned with a mighty cry. Instantly the horse surrounded the foe; the foot attacked their front, and the wings were presently routed: the iron band gave some short obstruction, as the bars of their coats withstood the strokes of sword and pike: but the soldiers had recourse to their hatchets and pick-axes; and, as if they had battered a wall, hewed their bodies and armour: others with clubs, and some with forks, beat down the helpless lumps, who as they lay stretched along, without one struggle to rise, were left for dead. Sacrovir fled first to Augustodunum; and thence, fearful of being surrendered, to a neighbouring town, accompanied by his most faithful adherents. There he slew himself; and the rest, one another: having first set the town on fire, by which they were all consumed.
A brief speech; and an inattentive, disheartened crowd! The battling legions were approaching, and the townspeople, poorly equipped and inexperienced in warfare, stood in shock, unable to see or hear clearly. Meanwhile, Silius, confident of victory and perhaps feeling he didn't need to rally his troops, still called out to his men, urging them to be ashamed that they, conquerors of Germany, should face a bunch of Gauls as if they were equals. One cohort had just defeated the rebels in Tours; one cavalry unit had taken down those in Treves; a small part of this very army had routed the Sequanians. The current Aeduans, being wealthier and more indulgent, are much softer and less battle-ready: this is what you need to prove now, and your job is to prevent their escape. His words were met with a loud cheer. Immediately, the cavalry encircled the enemy; the foot soldiers charged their front, and the flanks quickly routed them. The iron-clad fighters put up some resistance, as the armor deflected blows from swords and pikes, but the soldiers resorted to using hatchets and pickaxes, battering their bodies and armor as if they were a wall. Others with clubs and forked weapons smashed down the helpless men, who lay there without any attempt to rise, left for dead. Sacrovir was the first to flee to Augustodunum, and fearing capture, he moved to a nearby town with his loyal followers. There, he took his own life, and the others followed suit, after first setting the town ablaze, which consumed them all.
Now at last Tiberius wrote to the Senate about this war, and at once acquainted them with its rise and conclusion, neither aggravating facts nor lessening them; but added "that it was conducted by the fidelity and bravery of his lieutenants, guided by his counsels." He likewise assigned the reasons why neither he, nor Drusus, went to that war; "that the Empire was an immense body; and it became not the dignity of a Prince, upon the revolt of one or two towns, to desert the capital, whence motion was derived to the whole: but since the alarm was over, he would visit those nations and settle them." The Senate decreed vows and supplications for his return, with other customary honours. Only Cornelius Dolabella, while he strove to outdo others, fell into ridiculous sycophancy, and moved "that from Campania he should enter Rome in the triumph of ovation." This occasioned a letter from Tiberius: in it he declared, "he was not so destitute of glory, that after having in his youth subdued the fiercest nations, and enjoyed or slighted so many triumphs, he should now in his old age seek empty honours from a short progress about the suburbs of Rome."
Now finally, Tiberius wrote to the Senate about this war and immediately informed them of how it began and ended, neither exaggerating nor downplaying the facts. He added that it was carried out by the loyalty and bravery of his lieutenants, following his guidance. He also explained why neither he nor Drusus went to that war: "The Empire is vast, and it wouldn’t befit a Prince’s dignity to abandon the capital for the revolt of just one or two towns, since the capital is where command originates for the entire Empire. But now that the crisis has passed, I will visit those regions and settle things." The Senate declared vows and supplications for his safe return, along with other customary honors. Only Cornelius Dolabella, in his attempt to outdo others, fell into absurd flattery and proposed that Tiberius should enter Rome with an ovation triumph from Campania. This prompted a letter from Tiberius in which he stated, "I am not so lacking in glory that, after having subdued the fiercest nations in my youth and either celebrated or disregarded so many triumphs, I should now, in my old age, seek empty honors from a brief journey around the outskirts of Rome."
Caius Sulpitius and Decimus Haterius were the following Consuls. Their year was exempt from disturbances abroad; but at home some severe blow was apprehended against luxury, which prevailed monstrously in all things that create a profusion of money. But as the more pernicious articles of expense were covered by concealing their prices; therefore from the excesses of the table, which were become the common subject of daily animadversion, apprehensions were raised of some rigid correction from a Prince, who observed himself the ancient parsimony. For, Caius Bibulus having begun the complaint, the other Aediles took it up, and argued "that the sumptuary laws were despised; the pomp and expense of plate and entertainments, in spite of restraints, increased daily, and by moderate penalties were not to be stopped." This grievance thus represented to the Senate, was by them referred entire to the Emperor. Tiberius having long weighed with himself whether such an abandoned propensity to prodigality could be stemmed; whether the stemming it would not bring heavier evils upon the public; how dishonourable it would be to attempt what could not be effected, or at least effected by the disgrace of the nobility, and by the subjecting illustrious men to infamous punishments; wrote at last to the Senate in this manner:
Caius Sulpitius and Decimus Haterius were the next Consuls. Their year had no major disturbances abroad, but at home, there were concerns about a serious crackdown on the excessive luxury that was rampant in all aspects of wealth. However, since the more outrageous expenses were disguised by hiding their prices, worries grew about a strict response from a leader who valued the old traditions of frugality. Caius Bibulus had started the complaint, and the other Aediles joined in, arguing that the laws regulating spending were being ignored; the lavishness of silverware and gatherings was increasing daily despite the restrictions, and mild punishments weren’t effective in stopping it. This issue was brought before the Senate and was referred entirely to the Emperor. Tiberius pondered for a long time whether this widespread tendency toward extravagance could be controlled, and whether trying to do so would lead to worse problems for the public. He considered how dishonorable it would be to attempt something that couldn't be accomplished, or at least to achieve it by humiliating the nobility and punishing distinguished individuals with disgraceful penalties. Finally, he wrote to the Senate in this manner:
"In other matters, Conscript Fathers, perhaps it might be more expedient for you to consult me in the Senate; and for me to declare there, what I judge for the public weal: but in the debate of this affair, it was best that my eyes were withdrawn; lest, while you marked the countenances and terror of particulars charged with scandalous luxury, I too should have observed them, and, as it were, caught them in it. Had the vigilant Aediles first asked counsel of me, I know not whether I should not have advised them rather to have passed by potent and inveterate corruptions, than only make it manifest, what enormities are an overmatch for us: but they in truth have done their duty, as I would have all other magistrates fulfil theirs. But for myself, it is neither commendable to be silent; nor does it belong to my station to speak out; since I neither bear the character of an Aedile, nor of a Praetor, nor of a Consul: something still greater and higher is required of a Prince. Every one is ready to assume to himself the credit of whatever is well done, while upon the Prince alone are thrown the miscarriages of all. But what is it, that I am first to prohibit, what excess retrench to the ancient standard? Am I to begin with that of our country seats, spacious without bounds; and with the number of domestics, a number distributed into nations in private families? or with the quantity of plate, silver, and gold? or with the pictures, and works, and statues of brass, the wonders of art? or with the gorgeous vestments, promiscuously worn by men and women? or with what is peculiar to the women, those precious stones, for the purchase of which our corn is carried into foreign and hostile nations.
"In other matters, Consul Fathers, it might be better for you to consult me in the Senate; and for me to state there what I think is best for the public good. However, during the discussion of this issue, it was best that I kept my distance; lest, while you focused on the expressions and fear of those accused of outrageous luxury, I also should have seen them and, in a way, been caught up in it. Had the watchful Aediles sought my advice first, I might not have suggested that they simply ignore powerful and long-standing corruption, rather than highlight the wrongs that overshadow us. But they have truly done their duty, just as I would want all other officials to do theirs. As for me, it is neither suitable to remain silent; nor is it right for me to speak out; since I am not an Aedile, nor a Praetor, nor a Consul: something greater and loftier is expected of a Prince. Everyone is quick to take credit for anything well done, while all failures fall solely on the Prince. But what is it that I should first prohibit, what excess should I cut back to the traditional standard? Should I start with the vastness of our country estates; and with the number of servants, a number spread across various nations in private households? Or with the amount of silver and gold? Or with the paintings, art pieces, and bronze statues, the marvels of craftsmanship? Or with the extravagant clothing worn indiscriminately by men and women? Or with what is specific to women, those precious stones, for which our grain is traded in foreign and hostile lands?"
"I am not ignorant that at entertainments and in conversation, these excesses are censured, and a regulation is required: and yet if an equal law were made, if equal penalties were prescribed, these very censurers would loudly complain, that the State was utterly overturned, that snares and destruction were prepared for every illustrious house, that no men could be guiltless, and all men would be the prey of informers. And yet bodily diseases grown inveterate and strengthened by time, cannot be checked but by medicines rigid and violent: it is the same with the soul: the sick and raging soul, itself corrupted and scattering its corruption, is not to be qualified but by remedies equally strong with its own flaming lusts. So many laws made by our ancestors, so many added by the deified Augustus; the former being lost in oblivion, and (which is more heinous) the latter in contempt, have only served to render luxury more secure. When we covet a thing yet unforbid, we are apt to fear that it may be forbid; but when once we can with impunity and defiance overleap prohibited bounds, there remains afterwards nor fear nor shame. How therefore did parsimony prevail of old? It was because, every one was a law to himself; it was because we were then only masters of one city: nor afterwards, while our dominion was confined only to Italy, had we found the same instigations to voluptuousness. By foreign conquests, we learned to waste the property of others; and in the Civil Wars, to consume our own. What a mighty matter is it that the Aediles remonstrate! how little to be weighed in the balance with others? It is wonderful that nobody represents, that Italy is in constant want of foreign supplies; that the lives of the Roman People are daily at the mercy of uncertain seas and of tempests: were it not for our supports from the provinces; supports, by which the masters, and their slaves, and their estates, are maintained; would our own groves and villas maintain us? This care therefore, Conscript Fathers, is the business of the Prince; and by the neglect of this care, the foundations of the State would be dissolved. The cure of other defects depends upon our own private spirits: some of us, shame will reclaim; necessity will mend the poor; satiety the rich. Or if any of the Magistrates, from a confidence of his own firmness and perseverance, will undertake to stem the progress of so great an evil; he has both my praises, and my acknowledgment, that he discharges me of part of my fatigues: but if such will only impeach corruptions, and when they have gained the glory, would leave upon me the indignation (indignation of their own raising); believe me, Conscript Fathers, I am not fond of bearing resentments: I already suffer many for the Commonwealth; many that are grievous and almost all unjust; and therefore with reason I intreat that I may not be loaded with such as are wantonly and vainly raised, and promise no advantage to you nor to me."
"I know that at parties and in conversations, these excesses are criticized and a regulation is needed. Yet if a fair law were created, with equal punishments set, those very critics would complain loudly, that the State was completely falling apart, that traps and ruin were set for every esteemed family, that no one could be innocent, and everyone would be at risk from informers. Moreover, chronic physical illnesses, which worsen with time, can't be treated without harsh and aggressive medicines; the same goes for the soul: the troubled and restless soul, which is itself corrupt and spreading that corruption, can only be addressed with remedies as strong as its own burning desires. The many laws established by our ancestors, along with those added by the deified Augustus, have mostly faded into forgetfulness, and even worse, the latter have been met with disdain, merely serving to make indulgence more secure. When we desire something that isn't forbidden yet, we tend to fear that it might become forbidden. However, once we can easily ignore the prohibited limits without consequence, we lose both fear and shame. How then did frugality thrive in the past? It was because everyone acted as their own law; it was because we were only in control of one city. Even afterward, while our power was limited to Italy, we didn't have the same drives toward excess. With foreign conquests, we learned to squander the wealth of others; and during the Civil Wars, we wasted our own resources. How significant is the complaint from the Aediles! How little does it matter compared to other issues? It's surprising that no one points out that Italy constantly needs foreign supplies, that the lives of the Roman people are always at the mercy of unpredictable seas and storms. If it weren't for the support we receive from the provinces—support that sustains the masters, their slaves, and their estates—would our own groves and villas support us? This responsibility, then, Senators, falls to the Prince; and neglecting this duty would lead to the collapse of the State. The remedy for other flaws depends on our individual ethics: some of us might be guided by shame, necessity might reform the poor, and abundance may spoil the rich. If any of the magistrates, feeling confident in their own strength and resolve, attempts to curb such a massive evil, they have my praise and acknowledgment for lightening my burden. But if they only blame corruption and, after gaining glory, leave me to deal with the anger (the anger of their own creation), believe me, Senators, I don't want to carry resentments. I already bear many for the Commonwealth; many of them are painful and nearly all unjust. Therefore, I reasonably ask not to be loaded with those that are frivolously and vainly ignited, offering no benefit to either you or me."
The Senate, upon reading the Emperor's letter, released the Aediles from this pursuit: and the luxury of the table which, from the battle of Actium till the revolution made by Galba, flowed, for the space of an hundred years, in all profusion; at last gradually declined. The causes of this change are worth knowing. Formerly the great families, great in nobility or abounding in riches, were carried away with a passion for magnificence: for even then it was allowed to court the good graces of the Roman People, with the favour of kings, and confederate nations; and to be courted by them: so that each was distinguished by the lustre of popularity and dependances, in proportion to his affluence, the splendour of his house, and the figure he made. But after Imperial fury had long raged in the slaughter of the Grandees, and the greatness of reputation was become the sure mark of destruction; the rest grew wiser: besides, new men frequently chosen Senators from the municipal towns, from the colonies, and even from the provinces, brought into the Senate their own domestic parsimony; and though, by fortune or industry, many of them grew wealthy as they grew old, yet their former frugal spirit continued. But above all, Vespasian proved the promoter of thrifty living, being himself the pattern of ancient economy in his person and table: hence the compliance of the public with the manners of the Prince, and an emulation to practise them; an incitement more prevalent than the terrors of laws and all their penalties. Or perhaps all human things go a certain round; and, as in the revolutions of time, there are also vicissitudes in manners: nor indeed have our ancestors excelled us in all things; our own age has produced many excellences worthy of praise and the imitation of posterity. Let us still preserve this strife in virtue with our forefathers.
The Senate, after reading the Emperor's letter, released the Aediles from this pursuit: and the lavishness of dining, which had flourished from the battle of Actium until Galba's uprising for a hundred years, gradually started to decline. The reasons for this change are worth noting. In the past, the influential families, whether noble or wealthy, were driven by a desire for grandeur: back then, it was acceptable to win the favor of the Roman people through the support of kings and allied nations, and to be courted by them. Each person stood out based on their popularity, wealth, and the prominence of their household. However, after the Imperial rage had long raged against the elite, making high status a clear target for destruction, others became more cautious. Additionally, newly appointed Senators from municipal towns, colonies, and even provinces brought their own habits of thrift to the Senate; and even though many of them grew wealthy over time due to fortune or effort, their earlier frugality remained. Above all, Vespasian exemplified a frugal lifestyle, being a model of traditional thriftiness in his own life and dining habits: thus, the public began to align with the Prince's ways, and there was a striving to adopt them—a motivation stronger than the fear of laws and their penalties. Or perhaps all human affairs go in cycles; just as time brings about changes, so do manners shift: indeed, our ancestors did not surpass us in every respect; our own era has produced many commendable qualities worthy of admiration and emulation by future generations. Let us continue to uphold this competition in virtue with our forefathers.
Tiberius having gained the fame of moderation; because, by rejecting the project for reforming luxury, he had disarmed the growing hopes of the accusers; wrote to the Senate, to desire the Tribunitial Power for Drusus. Augustus had devised this title, as best suiting the unbounded height of his views; while avoiding the odious name of King or Dictator, he was yet obliged to use some particular appellation, under it to control all other powers in the State. He afterwards assumed Marcus Agrippa into a fellowship in it; and, upon his death, Tiberius; that none might doubt, who was to be his successor. By this means, he conceived, he should defeat the aspiring views of others: besides, he confided in the moderation of Tiberius, and in the mightiness of his own authority. By his example, Tiberius now advanced Drusus to the supreme Magistracy; whereas, while Germanicus yet lived, he acted without distinction towards both. In the beginning of his letter he besought the Gods "that by his counsels the Republic might prosper," and then added a modest testimony concerning the qualities and behaviour of the young Prince, without aggravation or false embellishments; "that he had a wife and three children, and was of the same age with himself, when called by the deified Augustus to that office: that Drusus was not now by him adopted a partner in the toils of government, precipitately; but after eight years' experience made of his qualifications; after seditions suppressed, wars concluded, the honour of triumph, and two Consulships."
Tiberius had gained a reputation for being moderate because he rejected the idea of reforming luxury, which eased the rising suspicions of his accusers. He wrote to the Senate to request the Tribunitial Power for Drusus. Augustus had created this title to match the grand scope of his ambitions, and by avoiding the disliked title of King or Dictator, he needed some specific title to maintain control over all other powers in the State. He later included Marcus Agrippa in this role, and after Agrippa's death, Tiberius was included too, so there would be no doubt about who would succeed him. Augustus believed this would thwart the ambitions of others; he also trusted in Tiberius's moderation and the strength of his own authority. Following Augustus's example, Tiberius now promoted Drusus to the highest office, even though he had treated both equally while Germanicus was still alive. At the beginning of his letter, he asked the Gods to "ensure that the Republic would prosper through his guidance," and then he honestly praised the qualities and conduct of the young Prince, without exaggeration or false flattery. He mentioned that Drusus had a wife and three children, and was the same age as he was when the deified Augustus called him to this position, and that Drusus was not hastily given this responsibility but was being considered after eight years of proven capabilities, following the suppression of disturbances, the conclusion of wars, recognition through a triumph, and holding two Consulships.
The Senators had foreseen this address; hence they received it with the more elaborate adulation. However, they could devise nothing to decree, but "statues to the two Princes, altars to the Gods, arches," and other usual honours: only that Marcus Silanus strove to honour the Princes by the disgrace of the Consulship: he proposed "that all records public and private should, for their date, be inscribed no more with the names of the Consuls, but of those who exercised the Tribunitial power." But Haterius Agrippa, by moving to have "the decrees of that day engraved in letters of gold, and hung up in the Senate," became an object of derision; for that, as he was an ancient man, he could reap from his most abominable flattery no other fruit but that of infamy.
The Senators had anticipated this speech; therefore, they received it with even greater praise. However, they could come up with nothing to decree, except "statues for the two Princes, altars for the Gods, arches," and other typical honors. The only exception was Marcus Silanus, who tried to honor the Princes by undermining the Consulship: he proposed "that all public and private records should, from now on, be dated with the names of those holding Tribunitial power instead of the Consuls." But Haterius Agrippa, by suggesting that "the decrees of the day be engraved in gold letters and displayed in the Senate," became a target of ridicule; because, as an old man, the only thing he could gain from his appalling flattery was infamy.
Tiberius, while he fortified the vitals of his own domination, afforded the Senate a shadow of their ancient jurisdiction; by referring to their examination petitions and claims from the provinces. For there had now prevailed amongst the Greek cities a latitude of instituting sanctuaries at pleasure. Hence the temples were filled with the most profligate fugitive slaves: here debtors found protection against their creditors; and hither were admitted such as were pursued for capital crimes. Nor was any force of Magistracy or laws sufficient to bridle the mad zeal of the people, who confounding the sacred villainies of men with the worship peculiar to the Gods, seditiously defended these profane sanctuaries. It was therefore ordered that these cities should send deputies to represent their claims. Some of the cities voluntarily relinquished the nominal privileges, which they had arbitrarily assumed: many confided in their rights; a confidence grounded on the antiquity of their superstitions, or on the merits of their kind offices to the Roman People. Glorious to the Senate was the appearance of that day, when the grants from our ancestors, the engagements of our confederates, the ordinances of kings, such kings who had reigned as yet independent of the Roman power; and when even the sacred worship of the Gods were now all subjected to their inspection, and their judgment free, as of old, to ratify or abolish with absolute power.
Tiberius, while he strengthened his own rule, allowed the Senate a semblance of their historical authority by directing them to review petitions and claims from the provinces. By this time, the Greek cities had a trend of setting up sanctuaries as they pleased. As a result, the temples were filled with the most immoral runaway slaves: here, debtors found protection from their creditors, and fugitives wanted for serious crimes were also allowed in. No amount of law enforcement or legislation could control the reckless passion of the people, who confused the immoral actions of individuals with the worship reserved for the Gods, and defiantly supported these unholy sanctuaries. Therefore, it was mandated that these cities send representatives to assert their claims. Some cities willingly gave up the nominal privileges they had taken for themselves, while many relied on their rights—a confidence rooted in the age of their beliefs or in their good deeds toward the Roman People. The day was a glorious one for the Senate when the grants from our ancestors, the commitments of our allies, the rules from kings—those kings who had ruled independently of Roman power—along with the sacred worship of the Gods, were all brought under their oversight, with their judgment free, as it had been in the past, to approve or revoke with complete authority.
First of all the Ephesians applied. They alleged, that "Diana and Apollo were not, according to the credulity of the vulgar, born at Delos: in their territory flowed the river Cenchris; where also stood the Ortygian Grove: there the big-bellied Latona, leaning upon an olive tree, which even then remained, was delivered of these deities; and thence by their appointment the Grove became sacred. Thither Apollo himself, after his slaughter of the Cyclops, retired for a sanctuary from the wrath of Jupiter: soon after, the victorious Bacchus pardoned the suppliant Amazons, who sought refuge at the altar of Diana: by the concession of Hercules, when he reigned in Lydia, her temple was dignified with an augmentation of immunities; nor during the Persian monarchy were they abridged: they were next maintained by the Macedonians, and then by us."
First of all, the Ephesians made their case. They claimed that "Diana and Apollo were not, as the common people believe, born on Delos: in their region flowed the river Cenchris, where the Ortygian Grove also stood. It was there that the heavily pregnant Latona, leaning against an olive tree that still exists, gave birth to these gods; and by their decree, the Grove became sacred. After killing the Cyclops, Apollo himself retreated there for safety from Jupiter's wrath. Soon after, the victorious Bacchus forgave the Amazons, who sought refuge at Diana's altar. By Hercules's agreement, when he ruled in Lydia, her temple was granted additional privileges; and those privileges were not reduced during the Persian Empire. They were then upheld by the Macedonians and later by us."
The Magnesians next asserted their claim, founded on an establishment of Lucius Scipio, confirmed by another of Sylla: the former after the defeat of Antiochus; the latter after that of Mithridates, having, as a testimony of the faith and bravery of the Magnesians, dignified their temple of the Leucophrynaean Diana with the privileges of an inviolable sanctuary. After them, the Aphrodisians and Stratoniceans produced a grant from Caesar the Dictator, for their early services to his party; and another lately from Augustus, with a commendation inserted, "that with zeal unshaken towards the Roman People, they had borne the irruption of the Parthians." But these two people adored different deities: Aphrodisium was a city devoted to Venus; that of Stratonicea maintained the worship of Jupiter and of Diana Trivia. Those of Hierocaesarea exhibited claims of higher antiquity, "that they possessed the Persian Diana, and her temple consecrated by King Cyrus." They likewise pleaded the authorities of Perpenna, Isauricus, and of many more Roman captains, who had allowed the same sacred immunity not to the temple only, but to a precinct two miles round it. Those of Cyprus pleaded right of sanctuary to three of their temples: the most ancient founded by Aerias to the Paphian Venus; another by his son Amathus to the Amathusian Venus; the third to the Salaminian Jupiter by Teucer, the son of Telamon, when he fled from the fury of his father.
The Magnesians then asserted their claim, based on an establishment by Lucius Scipio, confirmed by another from Sulla: the first after the defeat of Antiochus; the latter after the defeat of Mithridates. As a testament to the faith and bravery of the Magnesians, he honored their temple of Leucophrynaean Diana with the privileges of an inviolable sanctuary. Following them, the Aphrodisians and Stratoniceans presented a grant from Caesar the Dictator for their early support of his party, along with another recent grant from Augustus, which included a commendation that stated, "with unwavering zeal towards the Roman People, they endured the invasion of the Parthians." However, these two groups worshipped different deities: Aphrodisium was dedicated to Venus, while Stratonicea maintained the worship of Jupiter and Diana Trivia. The people of Hierocaesarea claimed even older rights, stating "that they housed the Persian Diana and her temple consecrated by King Cyrus." They also cited the support of Perpenna, Isauricus, and many other Roman commanders who had granted the same sacred immunity not only to the temple but also to a sacred area two miles around it. The people of Cyprus claimed sanctuary rights for three of their temples: the oldest, founded by Aerias for Paphian Venus; another by his son Amathus for Amathusian Venus; and the third for Salaminian Jupiter by Teucer, the son of Telamon, when he fled from his father's wrath.
The deputies too of other cities were heard. But the Senate tired with so many, and because there was a contention begun amongst particular parties for particular cities; gave power to the Consuls "to search into the validity of their several pretensions, and whether in them no fraud was interwoven;" with orders "to lay the whole matter once more before the Senate." The Consuls reported that, besides the cities already mentioned, "they had found the temple of AEsculapius at Pergamus to be a genuine sanctuary: the rest claimed upon originals, from the darkness of antiquity, altogether obscure. Smyrna particularly pleaded an oracle of Apollo, in obedience to which they had dedicated a temple to Venus Stratonices; as did the Isle of Tenos an oracular order from the same God, to erect to Neptune a statue and temple. Sardis urged a later authority, namely, a grant from the Great Alexander; and Miletus insisted on one from King Darius: as to the deities of these two cities; one worshipped Diana; the other, Apollo. And Crete too demanded the privilege of sanctuary, to a statue of the deified Augustus." Hence diverse orders of Senate were made, by which, though great reverence was expressed towards the deities, yet the extent of the sanctuaries was limited; and the several people were enjoined "to hang up in each temple the present decree engraven in brass, as a sacred memorial, and a restraint against their lapsing, under the colour of religion, into the abuses and claims of superstition."
The representatives from other cities were also heard. However, the Senate grew tired of the numerous claims, and since there was a dispute among different groups regarding specific cities, they granted the Consuls the authority "to investigate the legitimacy of their various claims, and whether any deceit was involved;" instructing them "to present the entire matter again to the Senate." The Consuls reported that, in addition to the already mentioned cities, "they confirmed that the temple of AEsculapius in Pergamus was a legitimate sanctuary: the others relied on origins that were completely obscure due to the passage of time. Smyrna specifically referenced an oracle of Apollo, which led them to dedicate a temple to Venus Stratonices; similarly, the Isle of Tenos cited an oracular command from the same God to build a statue and temple for Neptune. Sardis pointed to a more recent authority, specifically a grant from Alexander the Great; while Miletus claimed one from King Darius: regarding the deities of these two cities, one worshiped Diana, and the other, Apollo. Crete also sought sanctuary rights for a statue of the deified Augustus." As a result, various orders from the Senate were issued, which, while showing great reverence towards the deities, still limited the extent of the sanctuaries. The different groups were instructed "to display the current decree, engraved in brass, in each temple as a sacred reminder, and to prevent them from misusing religion to justify superstitious practices and claims."
At the same time, a vehement distemper having seized Livia, obliged the Emperor to hasten his return to Rome; seeing hitherto the mother and son lived in apparent unanimity; or perhaps mutually disguised their hate: for, not long before, Livia, having dedicated a statue to the deified Augustus, near the theatre of Marcellus, had the name of Tiberius inscribed after her own. This he was believed to have resented heinously, as a degrading the dignity of the Prince; but to have buried his resentment under dark dissimulation. Upon this occasion, therefore, the Senate decreed "supplications to the Gods; with the celebration of the greater Roman games, under the direction of the Pontifs, the Augurs, the College of Fifteen, assisted by the College of Seven, and the Fraternity of Augustal Priests." Lucius Apronius had moved, that "with the rest might preside the company of heralds." Tiberius opposed it; he distinguished between the jurisdiction of the priests and theirs; "for that at no time had the heralds arrived to so much pre-eminence: but for the Augustal Fraternity, they were therefore added, because they exercised a priesthood peculiar to that family for which the present vows and solemnities were made," It is no part of my purpose to trace all the votes of particular men, unless they are memorable for integrity, or for notorious infamy: this I conceive to be the principal duty of an historian, that he suppress no instance of virtue; and that by the dread of future infamy and the censures of posterity, men may be deterred from detestable actions and prostitute speeches. In short, such was the abomination of those times, so prevailing the contagion of flattery, that not only the first nobles, whose obnoxious splendour found protection only in obsequiousness; but all who had been Consuls, a great part of such as had been Praetors, and even many of the unregistered Senators, strove for priority in the vileness and excess of their votes. There is a tradition, that Tiberius, as often as he went out of the Senate, was wont to cry out in Greek, Oh men prepared for bondage! Yes, even Tiberius, he who could not bear public liberty, nauseated this prostitute tameness of slaves.
At the same time, a serious illness forced Livia to make the Emperor rush back to Rome; until now, she and her son had seemed to live in harmony, or maybe they were just hiding their mutual hatred. Not long before, Livia had dedicated a statue to the deified Augustus near the theatre of Marcellus and had her name inscribed alongside Tiberius's. It was widely believed that he deeply resented this, as it diminished the prince's dignity, but he hid his anger under a facade of calm. Therefore, on this occasion, the Senate decreed "supplications to the Gods, with the celebration of the greater Roman games, under the direction of the Pontiffs, the Augurs, the College of Fifteen, assisted by the College of Seven, and the Fraternity of Augustal Priests." Lucius Apronius suggested that "the company of heralds should also preside." Tiberius opposed this; he drew a distinction between the authority of the priests and the heralds, stating that heralds had never reached such a high position. The Augustal Fraternity was included because they held a unique priesthood for the family in connection with the current vows and ceremonies. It's not my aim to outline all the individual votes unless they're notable for their integrity or infamy; I believe it’s the main duty of a historian to ensure no acts of virtue are overlooked. This way, the fear of future disgrace and the judgment of posterity might deter people from committing atrocious acts or making indecent remarks. In short, during those wretched times, the overwhelming influence of flattery was so pervasive that not only the top nobles, whose offensive glamour found safety only in submission, but also all former Consuls, many ex-Praetors, and even numerous non-registered Senators competed to outdo each other in their disgusting votes. There’s a legend that Tiberius would often shout in Greek as he left the Senate, Oh men prepared for bondage! Yes, even Tiberius, who could not tolerate public freedom, was disgusted by this servile submission.
BOOK IV. — A.D. 23-28.
When Caius Asinius and Caius Antistius were Consuls, Tiberius was in his ninth year; the State composed, and his family flourishing (for the death of Germanicus he reckoned amongst the incidents of his prosperity) when suddenly fortune began to grow boisterous, and he himself to tyrannise, or to furnish others with the weapons of tyranny. The beginning and cause of this turn arose from Aelius Sejanus, captain of the Praetorian cohorts. Of his power I have above made mention; I shall now explain his original, his manners, and by what black deeds he strove to snatch the sovereignty. He was born at Vulsinii, son to Sejus Strabo, a Roman knight; in his early youth, he was a follower of Caius Caesar (grandson of Augustus) and lay then under the contumely of having for hire exposed himself to the constupration of Apicius; a debauchee wealthy and profuse: next by various artifices he so enchanted Tiberius, that he who to all others was dark and unsearchable, became to Sejanus alone destitute of all restraint and caution: nor did he so much accomplish this by any superior efforts of policy (for at his own stratagems he was vanquished by others) as by the rage of the Gods against the Roman State, to which he proved alike destructive when he flourished and when he fell. His person was hardy and equal to fatigues; his spirit daring but covered; sedulous to disguise his own counsels, dexterous to blacken others; alike fawning and imperious; to appearance exactly modest; but in his heart fostering the lust of domination; and, with this view, engaged at one time in profusion, largesses, and luxury; and again, often laid out in application and vigilance; qualities no less pernicious, when personated by ambition for the acquiring of Empire.
When Caius Asinius and Caius Antistius were Consuls, Tiberius was in his ninth year; the state was stable, and his family was thriving (he considered the death of Germanicus as just another event in his success) when suddenly fortune took a turn for the worse, and he started to act tyrannically or gave others the means to do so. The cause of this shift was Aelius Sejanus, the commander of the Praetorian Guard. I've mentioned his power before; now I’ll discuss his background, his character, and the dark actions he took to seize control. He was born in Vulsinii, the son of Sejus Strabo, a Roman knight. In his youth, he was a follower of Caius Caesar (the grandson of Augustus) and faced disgrace for having, for pay, made himself available to the debauched Apicius, who was both wealthy and extravagant. Through various schemes, he captivated Tiberius, who, to everyone else, was mysterious and unpredictable, but to Sejanus, he was without any restraint or caution. Sejanus achieved this not through superior tactics (he was often outsmarted by others) but due to the wrath of the gods against the Roman state, which he harmed both in his rise and in his fall. He was hardy and able to endure fatigue; his spirit was bold yet concealed; he was diligent in hiding his own plans while skilled at undermining others; he was both sycophantic and domineering; he presented himself as modest, but in his heart, he harbored a desire for power. To achieve this, he engaged in extravagance, lavish spending, and luxury at times, while at other times, he was focused and vigilant; qualities that were equally dangerous when driven by ambition for acquiring an empire.
The authority of his command over the guards, which was but moderate before his time, he extended, by gathering into one camp all the Praetorian cohorts then dispersed over the city; that thus united, they might all at once receive his orders, and by continually beholding their own numbers and strength, conceive confidence in themselves and prove a terror to all other men. He pretended, "that the soldiers, while they lived scattered, lived loose and debauched; that when gathered into a body, there could, in any hasty emergency, be more reliance upon their succour; and that when encamped, remote from the allurements of the town, they would in their discipline be more exact and severe." When the encampment was finished, he began gradually to allure the affections of the soldiers, by all the ways of affability, court, and familiarity: it was he too who chose the Centurions, he who chose the Tribunes. Neither in his pursuits of ambition did the Senate escape him; but by distinguishing his followers in it with offices and provinces, he cultivated power and a party there: for, to all this Tiberius was entirely resigned; and even so passionate for him, that not in conversation only, but in public, in his speeches to the Senate and people, he treated and extolled him, as the sharer of his burdens; nay, allowed his effigies to be publicly adored, in the several theatres, in all places of popular convention, and even amongst the Eagles of the legions.
The authority he held over the guards, which was just moderate before him, he expanded by bringing all the Praetorian cohorts, previously spread across the city, into one camp. This way, they could all receive his orders at once, and by seeing their own numbers and strength, they would gain confidence and become a threat to everyone else. He claimed that when soldiers lived separately, they were loose and debauched; but when gathered together, they could be relied on more in emergencies, and being away from the temptations of the city would make them more disciplined and strict. Once the camp was set up, he gradually won over the soldiers' affection through friendliness, charm, and familiarity. He was the one who selected the Centurions and the Tribunes. The Senate wasn’t overlooked in his ambition; he rewarded his supporters with positions and provinces, thereby building his power and influence there. Tiberius was completely devoted to him, so much so that not only in private discussions but also publicly, in speeches to the Senate and the public, he treated and praised him as the sharer of his burdens; he even allowed his image to be publicly honored in various theaters, at all public gatherings, and even among the Eagles of the legions.
But to his designs were many retardments: the Imperial house was full of Caesars; the Emperor's son a grown man, and his grandsons of age: and because the cutting them off all at once, was dangerous; the treason he meditated, required a gradation of murders. He however chose the darkest method, and to begin with Drusus; against whom he was transported with a fresh motive of rage. For, Drusus impatient of a rival, and in his temper inflammable, had upon some occasional contest, shaken his fist at Sejanus, and, as he prepared to resist, given him a blow on the face. As he therefore cast about for every expedient of revenge, the readiest seemed to apply to Livia his wife: she was the sister of Germanicus, and from an uncomely person in her childhood, grew afterwards to excel in loveliness. As his passion for this lady was vehement, he tempted her to adultery, and having fulfilled the first iniquity (nor will a woman, who has sacrificed her chastity, stick at any other) he carried her greater lengths, to the views of marriage, a partnership in the Empire, and even the murder of her husband. Thus she, the niece of Augustus, the daughter-in-law of Tiberius, the mother of children by Drusus, defiled herself, her ancestors, and her posterity, with a municipal adulterer; and all to exchange an honourable condition possessed, for pursuits flagitious and uncertain. Into a fellowship in the guilt was assumed Eudemus, physician to Livia; and, under colour of his profession, frequently with her in private. Sejanus too, to avoid the jealousy of the adulteress, discharged from his bed Apicata his wife, her by whom he had three children. But still the mightiness of the iniquity terrified them, and thence created caution, delays, and frequently opposite counsels.
But his plans faced many obstacles: the Imperial family was full of Caesars; the Emperor's son was an adult, and his grandsons were of age. Since eliminating them all at once was risky, the treachery he was planning required a series of murders. He chose the darkest approach and decided to start with Drusus, fueled by a new surge of rage. Drusus, not wanting a rival and quick to anger, had, during a recent conflict, shaken his fist at Sejanus and, as he prepared to fight back, struck him in the face. In looking for ways to get revenge, it seemed easiest to involve his wife, Livia. She was the sister of Germanicus and had transformed from an awkward child into an incredibly beautiful woman. As his desire for her grew intense, he tempted her into adultery, and having completed the initial betrayal (once a woman has sacrificed her purity, she's likely to go further), he pushed her to consider marriage, sharing power in the Empire, and even killing her husband. Thus, she—Augustus's niece, Tiberius's daughter-in-law, and mother of children with Drusus—tainted herself, her ancestors, and her descendants by engaging with a municipal adulterer, all to trade away her respectable life for dubious and dangerous ambitions. Eudemus, Livia's physician, also joined in the guilt, often meeting with her privately under the guise of his profession. Sejanus, wanting to avoid the jealousy of the adulteress, sent away his wife Apicata, the mother of his three children. But the enormity of their wrongdoing still frightened them, leading to caution, delays, and often conflicting plans.
During this, in the beginning of the year, Drusus one of the sons of Germanicus, put on the manly robe; and upon him the Senate conferred the same honours decreed before to his brother Nero. A speech was added by Tiberius with a large encomium upon his son, "that with the tenderness of a father he used the children of his brother." For, Drusus, however rare it be for power and unanimity to subsist together, was esteemed benevolent, certainly not ill-disposed, towards these youths. Now again was revived by Tiberius the proposal of a progress into the Provinces; a stale proposal, always hollow, but often feigned. He pretended "the multitude of veterans discharged, and thence the necessity of recruiting the armies; that volunteers were wanting, or if already such there were, they were chiefly the necessitous and vagabonds, and destitute of the like modesty and courage." He likewise cursorily recounted the number of the legions, and what countries they defended: a detail which I think it behoves me also to repeat; that thence may appear what was then the complement of the Roman forces, what kings their confederates, and how much more narrow the limits of the Empire.
At the beginning of the year, Drusus, one of Germanicus's sons, put on the manly robe; and the Senate granted him the same honors that had previously been given to his brother Nero. Tiberius also gave a speech praising his son, saying that as a caring father, he looked after his brother's children. While it’s rare for power and harmony to coexist, Drusus was seen as kind and certainly not hostile towards these young men. Tiberius also revived the idea of a trip to the provinces; a tired proposal that was always empty but often pretended. He claimed it was necessary due to the number of discharged veterans and the need to recruit more soldiers, saying volunteers were lacking, and if there were any, they were mostly needy, homeless, and lacking the necessary modesty and courage. He briefly listed the number of legions and the countries they protected: a detail that I think is important to mention, so we can see what the Roman forces looked like at that time, what kings were their allies, and how much smaller the Empire’s borders were.
Italy was on each side guarded by two fleets; one at Misenum, one at Ravenna; and the coast joining to Gaul, by the galleys taken by Augustus at the battle of Actium, and sent powerfully manned to Forojulium. {Footnote: Fréjus.} But the chief strength lay upon the Rhine; they were eight legions, a common guard upon the Germans and the Gauls. The reduction of Spain, lately completed, was maintained by three. Mauritania was possessed by King Juba; a realm which he held as a gift from the Roman People: the rest of Africa by two legions; and Egypt by the like number. Four legions kept in subjection all the mighty range of country, extending from the next limits of Syria, as far as the Euphrates, and bordering upon the Iberians, Albanians, and other Principalities, who by our might are protected against Foreign Powers. Thrace was held by Rhoemetalces, and the sons of Cotys; and both banks of the Danube by four legions; two in Pannonia, two in Moesia. In Dalmatia likewise were placed two; who, by the situation of the country, were at hand to support the former, and had not far to march into Italy, were any sudden succours required there: though Rome too had her peculiar soldiery; three city cohorts, and nine Praetorian, enlisted chiefly out of Etruria and Umbria, or from the ancient Latium and the old Roman colonies. In the several Provinces, besides, were disposed, according to their situation and necessity, the fleets of the several confederates, with their squadrons and battalions; a number of forces not much different from all the rest: but the particular detail would be uncertain; since, according to the exigency of times, they often shifted stations, with numbers sometimes enlarged, sometimes reduced.
Italy was protected on both sides by two fleets; one at Misenum and one at Ravenna. The coast connecting to Gaul was defended by the galleys Augustus captured at the battle of Actium, which were sent, well-manned, to Forojulium. {Footnote: Fréjus.} However, the main strength was along the Rhine, where there were eight legions as a common guard for the Germans and the Gauls. The recent conquest of Spain was maintained by three legions. Mauritania was ruled by King Juba, a territory he received as a gift from the Roman People. The rest of Africa was held by two legions, and Egypt also had the same number. Four legions kept in check all the vast region extending from the borders of Syria, all the way to the Euphrates, and along the borders of the Iberians, Albanians, and other principalities that we protect against foreign powers. Thrace was governed by Rhoemetalces and the sons of Cotys, while both sides of the Danube were held by four legions, two in Pannonia and two in Moesia. Additionally, two legions were stationed in Dalmatia, who, due to the geography of the area, were close enough to support the former and could quickly march into Italy if any urgent help was needed. However, Rome also had its own soldiers: three city cohorts and nine Praetorian cohorts, mostly recruited from Etruria and Umbria or from ancient Latium and the old Roman colonies. In the various provinces, there were also fleets and battalions of different allies stationed according to their locations and needs; their numbers were similar to the rest, but the specific arrangements often changed. Depending on the situation, they frequently repositioned, sometimes increasing their numbers and sometimes decreasing them.
It will, I believe, fall in properly here to review also the other parts of the Administration, and by what measures it was hitherto conducted, till with the beginning of this year the Government of Tiberius began to wax worse. First then, all public, and every private business of moment, was determined by the Senate: to the great men he allowed liberty of debate: those who in their debates lapsed into flattery, he checked: in conferring preferments, he was guided by merit, by ancient nobility, renown in war abroad, by civil accomplishments at home; insomuch that it was manifest, his choice could not have been better. There remained to the Consuls, there remained to the Praetors the useful marks of their dignities; to inferior magistrates the independent exercise of their charges; and the laws, where the power of the Prince was not concerned, were in proper force. The tributes, duties, and all public receipts, were directed by companies of Roman knights: the management of his own revenue he committed only to those of the most noted qualifications; mostly known by himself, and to some known by reputation alone: and when once taken, they were continued, without all restriction of term; since most grew old in the same employments. The populace were indeed aggrieved by the dearth of provisions; but without any fault of the Prince: nay, he spared no possible expense nor pains to remedy the effects of barrenness in the earth, and of wrecks at sea. He provided that the Provinces should not be oppressed with new impositions; and that no extortion, or violence should be committed by the magistrates in raising the old: there were no infamous corporal punishments, no confiscations of goods.
I believe it's appropriate here to review the other aspects of the Administration and the measures it has taken so far, until the start of this year when Tiberius's government started to decline. Initially, all public and important private matters were decided by the Senate: he allowed prominent individuals the freedom to debate. He kept in check those who resorted to flattery in their speeches. In making appointments, he considered merit, ancient nobility, military achievements abroad, and civil accomplishments at home; it was obvious that his choices could not have been better. The Consuls and Praetors maintained their dignities; lower magistrates had the independent authority to perform their duties; and the laws were effectively in place where the power of the Prince wasn’t involved. The payment of taxes, duties, and all public revenues was managed by groups of Roman knights: he entrusted his own finances only to those with the highest qualifications, most of whom he knew personally, while some were known by reputation alone; once appointed, they continued in their roles indefinitely, as most stayed in the same jobs for years. The people experienced hardship due to a shortage of supplies, but this was not the Prince's fault: in fact, he spared no expense or effort to address the challenges of poor harvests and shipwrecks. He ensured that the Provinces wouldn’t be burdened with new taxes and that no extortion or violence would be inflicted by magistrates when collecting old ones; there were no notorious physical punishments, nor confiscations of property.
The Emperor's possessions through Italy, were thin; the behaviour of his slaves modest; the freedmen who managed his house, few; and in his disputes with particulars, the courts were open and the law equal. All which restraints he observed, not, in truth, in the ways of complaisance and popularity; but always stern, and for the most part terrible; yet still he retained them, till by the death of Drusus they were abandoned: for, while he lived they continued; because Sejanus, while he was but laying the foundations of his power, studied to recommend himself by good counsels. He then had besides, an avenger to dread, one who disguised not his enmity, but was frequent in his complaints; "that when the son was in his prime, another was called, as coadjutor, to the Government; nay, how little was wanting to his being declared colleague in the Empire? That the first advances to sovereignty are steep and perilous; but, once you are entered, parties and instruments are ready to espouse you. Already a camp for the guards was formed, by the pleasure and authority of the captain: into whose hands the soldiers were delivered: in the theatre of Pompey his statue was beheld: in his grandchildren would be mixed the blood of the Drusi with that of Sejanus. After all this what remained but to supplicate his modesty to rest contented." Nor was it rarely that he uttered these disgusts, nor to a few; besides, his wife being debauched, all his secrets were betrayed.
The Emperor's possessions throughout Italy were limited; his slaves behaved modestly; the freedmen managing his household were few; and in his disputes with individuals, the courts were open and the law was fair. He adhered to these limitations, not out of a desire for approval or popularity, but always in a harsh and often frightening manner; yet he maintained them until Drusus's death led to their abandonment. While Drusus was alive, these practices continued because Sejanus, while still building his power, aimed to gain favor through wise counsel. He also had a threat to fear, someone who didn't hide his hostility and was vocal in his complaints: "When the son was in his prime, why was another appointed as co-adjutor in the Government? And how close was he to being named a colleague in the Empire? The first steps toward sovereignty are steep and risky; but once you're in, supporters and tools are ready to back you. A camp for the guards had already been established, thanks to the captain's influence and authority: the soldiers were under his command. In the theater of Pompey, his statue was visible: in his grandchildren, the blood of the Drusi would blend with that of Sejanus. After all this, what was left but to plead with his modesty to stay satisfied?" These grievances were often expressed, and not to just a few; moreover, with his wife compromised, all his secrets were leaked.
Sejanus therefore judging it time to despatch, chose such a poison as by operating gradually, might preserve the appearances of a casual disease. This was administered to Drusus by Lygdus the eunuch, as, eight years after, was learnt. Now during all the days of his illness, Tiberius disclosed no symptoms of anguish (perhaps from ostentation of a firmness of spirit) nay, when he had expired, and while he was yet unburied, he entered the Senate; and finding the Consuls placed upon a common seat, as a testimony of their grief; he admonished them of their dignity and station: and as the Senators burst into tears, he smothered his rising sighs, and, by a speech uttered without hesitation, animated them. "He, in truth, was not ignorant," he said, "that he might be censured, for having thus in the first throbs of sorrow, beheld the face of the Senate; when most of those who feel the fresh pangs of mourning, can scarce endure the soothings of their kindred, scarce behold the day: neither were such to be condemned of weakness: but for himself, he had more powerful consolations; such as arose from embracing the Commonwealth, and pursuing her welfare." He then lamented "the extreme age of his mother, the tender years of his grandsons, his own days in declension;" and desired that, "as the only alleviation of the present evils, the children of Germanicus might be introduced." The Consuls therefore went for them, and having with kind words fortified their young minds, presented them to the Emperor. He took them by the hand and said, "Conscript Fathers, these infants, bereft of their father, I committed to their uncle; and besought him that, though he had issue of his own, he would rear and nourish them no otherwise than as the immediate offspring of his blood; that he would appropriate them as stays to himself and posterity. Drusus being snatched from us, to you I address the same prayers; and in the presence of the Gods, in the face of your country, I adjure you, receive into your protection, take under your tuition the great-grandchildren of Augustus; children, descended from ancestors the most glorious in the State: towards them fulfil your own, fulfil my duty. To you, Nero; to you, Drusus, these Senators are in the stead of a father; and such is the situation of your birth, that on the Commonwealth must light all the good and evil which befalls you."
Sejanus, thinking it was time to act, chose a poison that would work slowly, making it seem like a natural illness. This was given to Drusus by Lygdus the eunuch, as was discovered eight years later. Throughout Drusus's illness, Tiberius showed no signs of distress (perhaps as a display of his mental strength). In fact, after Drusus died and before he was buried, Tiberius went to the Senate. He found the Consuls sitting together in a show of their grief and reminded them of their dignity and position. As the Senators began to cry, he held back his own tears and delivered a confident speech to motivate them. "He knew," he said, "that he might be criticized for facing the Senate so soon into his sorrow, while most people in mourning can hardly tolerate comforting words from family or even face the light of day. They shouldn’t be seen as weak for this. But for him, he found stronger comfort in the well-being of the state and the Commonwealth." He then expressed sadness over "his mother's old age, his grandsons' youth, and his own declining years." He requested that "the only remedy for the current troubles be the introduction of Germanicus's children." So, the Consuls went to get them, and after encouraging them with kind words, they brought them to the Emperor. He took them by the hand and said, "Senators, these young ones, who have lost their father, I entrusted to their uncle. I asked him, even though he has children of his own, to raise and care for them as if they were his own. That he should consider them as vital to himself and his future. With Drusus taken from us, I make the same request to you—all I ask is your protection for the great-grandchildren of Augustus, children from the most distinguished lineage in our state: fulfill your own duties to them, fulfill mine. To you, Nero; to you, Drusus, these Senators are like fathers; and the circumstances of your birth mean that all the good and bad that happens to you will reflect on the Commonwealth."
All this was heard with much weeping, and followed with propitious prayers and vows: and had he only gone thus far, and in his speech observed a medium, he had left the souls of his hearers full of sympathy and applause. But, by renewing an old project, always chimerical and so often ridiculed, about "restoring the Republic, reinstating it again in the Consuls, or whoever else would undertake the administration;" he forfeited his faith even in assertions which were commendable and sincere. To the memory of Drusus were decreed the same solemnities as to that of Germanicus; with many super-added; agreeably to the genius of flattery, which delights in variety and improvements. Most signal was the lustre of the funeral in a conspicuous procession of images; when at it appeared in a pompous train, Aeneas, father of the Julian race; all the kings of Alba, and Romulus founder of Rome; next the Sabine nobility, Attus Clausus, and his descendants of the Claudian family.
All of this was heard with a lot of crying and followed by hopeful prayers and promises. If he had just stopped there and spoken moderately, he would have left his audience feeling sympathetic and applauding. But by bringing up an old idea, one that was always unrealistic and often mocked, about "restoring the Republic and putting it back in the hands of the Consuls or whoever else would take over the administration," he lost even the credibility of his commendable and sincere statements. For Drusus, the same solemn ceremonies were ordered as for Germanicus, along with many additional ones, in line with the nature of flattery, which enjoys variety and enhancements. The funeral was especially notable for the grand procession of images; among them appeared Aeneas, the ancestor of the Julian line; all the kings of Alba; Romulus, the founder of Rome; and then the Sabine nobility, Attus Clausus, and his descendants from the Claudian family.
In relating the death of Drusus, I have followed the greatest part of our historians, and the most faithful: I would not however omit a rumour which in those times was so prevailing that it is not extinguished in ours; "that Sejanus having by adultery gained Livia to the murder, had likewise engaged by constupration the affections and concurrence of Lygdus the eunuch; because Lygdus was, for his youth and loveliness, dear to his master, and one of his chief attendants: that when the time and place of poisoning, were by the conspirators concerted; the eunuch carried his boldness so high, as to charge upon Drusus a design of poisoning Tiberius; and secretly warning the Emperor of this, advised him to shun the first draught offered him in the next entertainment at his son's: that the old man possessed with this fictitious treason, after he had sate down to table, having received the cup delivered it to Drusus, who ignorantly and gaily drank it off: that this heightened the jealousy and apprehensions of Tiberius, as if through fear and shame his son had swallowed the same death, which for his father he had contrived."
In discussing Drusus's death, I’ve mostly followed the work of our most reliable historians. However, I can't ignore a rumor that was widespread back then and still exists today: "that Sejanus, through an affair, had convinced Livia to commit murder and had also manipulated the feelings and cooperation of Lygdus the eunuch; because Lygdus, due to his youth and beauty, was favored by his master and was one of his main attendants. When the conspirators planned the time and place for the poisoning, the eunuch became so bold that he accused Drusus of plotting to poison Tiberius; secretly warning the emperor about this, he advised him to avoid the first drink offered at the upcoming gathering at his son's house. The old man, consumed by this fabricated betrayal, after sitting down at the table, received the cup and handed it to Drusus, who naively and cheerfully drank it. This fueled Tiberius's jealousy and fears, as if driven by anxiety and shame, his son had taken the same poison intended for his father."
These bruitings of the populace, besides that they are supported by no certain author, may be easily refuted. For, who of common prudence (much less Tiberius so long practised in great affairs) would to his own son, without hearing him, present the mortal bane; with his own hands too, and cutting off for ever all possibility of retraction? Why would he not rather have tortured the minister of the poison? Why not inquired into the author of the poison? Why not observed towards his only son, a son hitherto convicted of no iniquity, that slowness and hesitation, which, even in his proceedings against strangers, was inherent in him? But as Sejanus was reckoned the framer of every wickedness, therefore, from the excessive fondness of Tiberius towards him, and from the hatred of all others towards both, things the most fabulous and direful were believed of them; besides that common fame is ever most fraught with tales of horror upon the departure of Princes: in truth, the plan and process of the murder were first discovered by Apicata, wife of Sejanus, and laid open upon the rack by Eudemus and Lygdus. Nor has any writer appeared so outrageous to charge it upon Tiberius; though in other instances they have sedulously collected and inflamed every action of his. My own purpose in recounting and censuring this rumour, was to blast, by so glaring an example, the credit of groundless tales; and to request of those into whose hands our present undertaking shall come, that they would not prefer hearsays, void of credibility and rashly swallowed, to the narrations of truth not adulterated with romance.
These rumors from the public, besides lacking any credible sources, can be easily disproven. After all, who with common sense—let alone Tiberius, who was well-versed in significant matters—would give his own son a deadly poison without even listening to him first? Especially doing so with his own hands, completely cutting off any chance for a retraction? Why wouldn’t he instead have tortured the person who provided the poison? Why didn’t he investigate the source of it? Why not show some caution and hesitation towards his only son, who had not been guilty of any wrongdoing until that point, just as he did when dealing with others? Since Sejanus was seen as the mastermind behind every evil deed, and because of Tiberius's intense affection for him, along with the general animosity towards both of them, wild and terrifying stories circulated about them. Moreover, common gossip is often loaded with horror stories when princes pass away: in reality, the plot and details of the murder were first revealed by Apicata, the wife of Sejanus, and were exposed under torture by Eudemus and Lygdus. No writer has gone so far as to blame Tiberius for this, even though they have meticulously gathered and exaggerated other incidents involving him. My aim in discussing and criticizing this rumor is to highlight, through such a stark example, the unreliability of baseless stories. I also urge those who encounter our work not to give more weight to rumors, which are unfounded and hastily accepted, than to truthful accounts that have not been tainted by fiction.
To proceed; whilst Tiberius was pronouncing in public the panegyric of his son, the Senate and People assumed the port and accent of mourners, rather in appearance than cordially; and in their hearts exulted to see the house of Germanicus begin to revive. But this dawn of fortune, and the conduct of Agrippina, ill disguising her hopes, quickened the overthrow of that house. For Sejanus, when he saw the death of Drusus pass unrevenged upon his murderers, and no public lamentation following it; undaunted as he was in villainy since his first efforts had succeeded; cast about in himself, how he might destroy the sons of Germanicus, whose succession to the Empire was now unquestionable. They were three; and, from the distinguished fidelity of their governors, and incorruptible chastity of Agrippina, could not be all circumvented by poison. He therefore chose to attack her another way; to raise alarms from the haughtiness and contumacy of her spirit; to rouse the old hatred of Livia the elder, and the guilty mind of his late accomplice, Livia the younger; that to the Emperor they might represent her "as elated with the credit and renown of her fruitfulness; and that confiding in it, and in the zeal of the populace, she grasped with open arms at the Empire." The young Livia acted in this engagement by crafty calumniators; amongst whom she had particularly chosen Julius Posthumus, a man every way qualified for her purposes; as he was the adulterer of Mutilia Prisca, and thence a confidant of her grandmother's; (for over the mind of the Empress, Prisca had powerful influence) and by their means the old woman, in her own nature tender and anxious of power, was rendered utterly irreconcilable to the widow of her grandson. Such too as were nearest the person of Agrippina, were promoted to be continually enraging her tempestuous heart by perverse representations.
To continue; while Tiberius was publicly praising his son, the Senate and the People acted like mourners, more in appearance than sincerely; inside, they secretly rejoiced at the revival of the house of Germanicus. However, this glimmer of hope, along with Agrippina's behavior, which betrayed her ambitions, hastened the downfall of that house. When Sejanus noticed that Drusus's murderers faced no consequences and there were no public displays of grief, he, fearless in his wickedness after his early successes, began to think of ways to eliminate the sons of Germanicus, whose claim to the Empire was now clear. There were three sons, and due to the strong loyalty of their guardians and Agrippina's unwavering integrity, he realized he couldn't take them all out through poisoning. So, he chose to attack in a different way; by stoking fears about Agrippina's pride and defiance; by igniting the old animosities of Livia the elder and the guilty ambitions of his former ally, Livia the younger; so they could tell the Emperor that she was "overconfident from her status and the acclaim from her children; and that relying on this and the public's support, she was reaching for the Empire." The young Livia played a key role in this campaign with devious slanderers, among whom she specifically selected Julius Posthumus, a man well-suited to her plans; he was the lover of Mutilia Prisca and thus a confidant of her grandmother's (as Prisca had significant influence over the Empress); and through them, the old woman, who was naturally sensitive and power-hungry, became completely hostile towards her grandson's widow. Those closest to Agrippina were also encouraged to keep stirring her volatile emotions with misleading reports.
This year also brought deputations from the Grecian cities; one from the people of Samos; one from those of Coös; the former to request that the ancient right of Sanctuary in the Temple of Juno might be confirmed; the latter to solicit the same confirmation for that of Aesculapius. The Samians claimed upon a decree of the Council of Amphictyons, the supreme Judicature of Greece, at the time when the Greeks by their cities founded in Asia, possessed the maritime coasts. Nor had they of Coös a weaker title to antiquity; to which likewise accrued the pretensions of the place to the friendship of Rome: for they had lodged in the Temple of Aesculapius all the Roman citizens there, when by the order of King Mithridates, such were universally butchered throughout all the cities of Asia and the Isles. And now after many complaints from the Praetors, for the most part ineffectual, the Emperor at last made a representation to the Senate, concerning the licentiousness of the players; "that in many instances they raised seditious tumults, and violated the public peace; and, in many, promoted debauchery in private families: that the Oscan Farce, formerly only the contemptible delight of the vulgar, was risen to such a prevailing pitch of credit and enormity, that it required the authority of the Senate to check it." The players therefore were driven out of Italy.
This year also saw delegations from the Greek cities; one from the people of Samos and another from the people of Coös. The Samians came to ask that the ancient right of Sanctuary in the Temple of Juno be confirmed, while the Coans sought the same confirmation for that of Aesculapius. The Samians based their claim on a decree from the Council of Amphictyons, the highest court in Greece, back when the Greeks established cities in Asia and controlled the coastal regions. The Coans had just as strong a claim to their ancient rights, which also included their ties to Rome: they had sheltered all Roman citizens in the Temple of Aesculapius when King Mithridates ordered a massacre of them throughout all the cities in Asia and the Islands. After many ineffective complaints from the Praetors, the Emperor finally presented the issue to the Senate regarding the unruliness of the entertainers, stating that in many cases, they incited riots and disrupted public order, and in many instances, they encouraged immorality within households. He noted that the Oscan Farce, once just a lowbrow entertainment for the masses, had grown to such prominence and excess that it required the Senate's authority to rein it in. Consequently, the entertainers were expelled from Italy.
The same year carried off one of the twins of Drusus, and thence afflicted the Emperor with fresh woe; nor with less for the death of a particular friend. It was Lucillius Longus, the inseparable companion of all the traverses of his fortune smiling or sad; and, of all the Senators, the only one who accompanied him in his retirement at Rhodes. For this reason, though but a new man, the Senate decreed him a public funeral; and a statue to be placed, at the expense of the Treasury, in the square of Augustus. For by the Senate, even yet, all affairs were transacted; insomuch that Lucillius Capito, the Emperor's Comptroller in Asia, was, at the accusation of the Province, brought upon his defence before them: the Emperor too upon this occasion protested with great earnestness, "that from him Lucillius had no authority but over his slaves, and in collecting his domestic rents: that if he had usurped the jurisdiction of Praetor, and employed military force, he had so far violated his orders; they should therefore hear the allegations of the Province." Thus the accused was upon trial condemned. For this just vengeance, and that inflicted the year before on Caius Silanus, the cities of Asia decreed a temple to Tiberius, and his mother, and the Senate; and obtained leave to build it. For this concession Nero made a speech of thanks to the Senators and his grandfather; a speech which charmed the affections of his hearers, who, as they were full of the memory of Germanicus, fancied it was him they heard, and him they saw. There was also in the youth himself an engaging modesty, and a gracefulness becoming a princely person: ornaments which, by the known hatred that threatened him from Sejanus, became still more dear and adored.
The same year claimed one of Drusus's twins, which added to the Emperor's grief, along with the loss of a close friend. That friend was Lucillius Longus, who had been with the Emperor through all the ups and downs of his life; he was the only Senator who joined him during his exile in Rhodes. For this reason, even though he was a newcomer, the Senate ordered a public funeral for him and a statue to be erected at the Treasury's expense in the Square of Augustus. At this time, the Senate still handled all matters; so much so that Lucillius Capito, the Emperor's Financial Officer in Asia, was brought before them to defend himself based on accusations from the Province. The Emperor earnestly claimed that Lucillius had no authority over anyone but his slaves and in managing his personal rents, stating that if he had overstepped his boundaries as Praetor or used military force, he had violated orders and the Province's complaints deserved to be heard. Thus, the accused was condemned in the trial. In response to this just punishment, and to the one dealt to Caius Silanus the year before, the cities of Asia decided to build a temple for Tiberius, his mother, and the Senate, and they got permission to do so. In gratitude for this concession, Nero delivered a thank-you speech to the Senators and his grandfather, which captivated his audience who, filled with memories of Germanicus, felt they were hearing and seeing him. The young Nero also exuded a charming modesty and poise fitting for royalty, qualities that became even more cherished and adored due to the well-known enmity he faced from Sejanus.
I am aware that most of the transactions which I have already related, or shall hereafter relate, may perhaps appear minute, and too trivial to be remembered. But, none must compare these my annals with the writings of those who compiled the story of the ancient Roman People. They had for their subjects mighty wars, potent cities sacked, great kings routed and taken captive: or if they sometimes reviewed the domestic affairs of Rome, they there found the mutual strife and animosities of the Consuls and Tribunes; the agrarian and frumentary laws, pushed and opposed; and the lasting struggles between the nobles and populace. Large and noble topics these, at home and abroad, and recounted by the old historians with full room and free scope. To me remains a straitened task, and void of glory; steady peace, or short intervals of war; the proceedings at Rome sad and affecting; and a Prince careless of extending the Empire: nor yet will it be without its profit to look minutely into such transactions, as however small at first view, give rise and motion to great events.
I know that most of the events I've already mentioned, or will mention later, might seem small and too insignificant to remember. However, no one should compare my accounts with the writings of those who chronicled the history of the ancient Roman people. They focused on major wars, powerful cities being destroyed, great kings being defeated and captured; or if they occasionally examined Rome's domestic issues, they saw the ongoing conflict and rivalries between the Consuls and Tribunes, the agrarian and grain laws being pushed and opposed, and the enduring struggles between the nobility and the common people. These are large and significant topics, both at home and abroad, and were detailed by the ancient historians with ample depth and perspective. My task is much narrower and lacks grandeur; it deals with steady peace or brief periods of war; the events in Rome are sad and poignant, and a ruler indifferent to expanding the Empire. Yet, it is still valuable to take a close look at these seemingly minor events, as they often lead to significant outcomes.
For, all nations and cities are governed either by the populace, by the nobility, or by single rulers. As to the frame of a state chosen and compacted out of all these three, it is easier applauded than accomplished; or if accomplished, cannot be of long duration. So that, as during the Republic, either when the power of the people prevailed, or when the Senate bore the chief sway; it was necessary to know the genius of the commonalty, and by what measures they were to be humoured and restrained; and such too who were thoroughly acquainted with the spirit of the Senate and leading men, came to be esteemed skilful in the times, and men of prowess: so now when that establishment is changed, and the present situation such as if one ruled all; it is of advantage to collect and record these later incidents, as matters of public example and instruction; since few can by their own wisdom distinguish between things crooked and upright; few between counsels pernicious and profitable; and since most men are taught by the fate of others. But the present detail, however instructive, yet brings scanty delight. It is by the descriptions and accounts of nations; by the variety of battles; by the brave fall of illustrious captains, that the soul of the reader is engaged and refreshed. For myself, I can only give a sad display of cruel orders, incessant accusations, faithless friendships, the destruction of innocents, and endless trials, all attended with the same issue, death and condemnation: an obvious round of repetition and satiety! Besides that the old historians are rarely censured; nor is any man now concerned whether they chiefly magnify the Roman or Carthaginian armies. But, of many who under Tiberius suffered punishment, or were marked with infamy, the posterity are still subsisting; or if the families themselves are extinct, there are others found, who from a similitude of manners, think that, in reciting the evil doings of others, they themselves are charged: nay, even virtue and a glorious name create foes, as they expose in a light too obvious the opposite characters. But I return to my undertaking.
Because all nations and cities are governed either by the people, by the nobility, or by single rulers, creating a government that combines all three is often praised but hard to achieve; and if it is achieved, it usually doesn’t last long. Just like during the Republic, when either the people's power was dominant or the Senate was in control, it was essential to understand the common people's nature and what measures would appease or restrain them. Those who had a deep understanding of the Senate and its leaders were considered skilled and influential in their time. Now that the system has changed, and it seems like one person holds all the power, it’s important to gather and document these recent events for public example and education, since very few can distinguish on their own between right and wrong, or between harmful and beneficial advice. Most people learn from the experiences of others. However, the details shared here, although informative, offer little enjoyment. It’s the stories of nations, the variety of battles, and the brave deaths of famous leaders that engage and uplift the reader's spirit. Unfortunately, I can only present a disheartening account of cruel orders, constant accusations, betrayal among friends, the destruction of innocents, and endless trials, all leading to the same outcomes: death and condemnation—a tiresome cycle! Moreover, old historians rarely face criticism; no one seems to care whether they mostly praise the Roman or Carthaginian armies. Yet many who suffered punishment or disgrace under Tiberius still have descendants today; and even if the families themselves have died out, there are others who feel accused when hearing about the wrongdoings of others, believing that their own behavior might come into question. Even honor and a good reputation can create enemies, as they draw clear contrasts with those who lack virtue. But I’ll return to my task.
Whilst Cornelius Cossus and Asinius Agrippa were Consuls, Cremutius Cordus was arraigned for that, "having published annals and in them praised Brutus, he had styled Cassius the last of the Romans:" a new crime, then first created. Satrius Secundus and Pinarius Natta were his accusers; creatures of Sejanus: a mortal omen this to the accused; besides that Tiberius received his defence with a countenance settled into cruelty. He began it on this wise, casting away all hopes of life:
While Cornelius Cossus and Asinius Agrippa were Consuls, Cremutius Cordus was charged with the offense of "publishing annals that praised Brutus and called Cassius the last of the Romans," a new crime invented at that time. Satrius Secundus and Pinarius Natta were his accusers; both were associates of Sejanus, making it a bad omen for the accused. Moreover, Tiberius received his defense with a cruel expression. He began it like this, dismissing all hopes of survival:
"As to facts, I am so guiltless, Conscript Fathers, that my words only are accused: but neither are any words of mine pointed against the Emperor, or his mother; who are the only persons comprehended in the law concerning violated majesty. It is alleged that I have praised Brutus and Cassius; men whose lives and actions have been compiled by a cloud of writers, and their memory treated by none but with honour. Titus Livius, an historian eminently famous for eloquence and veracity, signalised Pompey with such abundant encomiums, that he was thence by Augustus named Pompeianus; nor did this prejudice their common friendship. Neither Scipio, nor Afranius, nor even this same Cassius, nor this same Brutus, are anywhere mentioned by him as traitors and parricides, the common nicknames now bestowed on them; but often, as great and memorable men. The writings of Asinius Pollio have conveyed down the memory of the same men, under honourable characters. Corvinus Messala gloried to have had Cassius for his general: and yet both Pollio and Corvinus became signally powerful in wealth and honours under Augustus. That book of Cicero's, in which he exalted Cato to the skies; what other animadversion did it draw from Caesar the Dictator, than a written reply, in the same style and equality as if before his judges he had made it? The letters of Marc Anthony; the speeches of Brutus, are full of reproaches, and recriminations against Augustus; false in truth, but urged with signal asperity: the poems of Bibaculus and those of Catullus, stuffed with virulent satires against the Caesars, are still read. But even the deified Julius, even the deified Augustus, bore all these invectives and disdained them; whether with greater moderation or wisdom, I cannot easily say. For, if they are despised, they fade away; if you wax wroth, you seem to avow them to be just.
"As for the facts, I am completely innocent, Conscript Fathers, so it’s only my words that are being criticized: but I haven't said anything against the Emperor or his mother, who are the only people covered by the law regarding treason. It’s claimed that I praised Brutus and Cassius; figures whose lives and deeds have been written about by many authors, and whose legacies are viewed only with respect. Titus Livius, a historian well-known for his eloquence and truthfulness, praised Pompey so highly that Augustus nicknamed him Pompeianus; this did not harm their friendship. Neither Scipio, Afranius, Cassius, nor Brutus are referred to by him as traitors or parricides, the names commonly used against them now; instead, he often described them as great and honorable men. The works of Asinius Pollio have also remembered these figures with respect. Corvinus Messala was proud to have Cassius as his general; yet both Pollio and Corvinus gained immense wealth and honors under Augustus. Cicero’s book that praises Cato to the heavens; the only response it received from Caesar the Dictator was a written reply, delivered in the same style and tone as if made in front of his judges. The letters of Marc Anthony and the speeches of Brutus are filled with accusations and criticisms against Augustus; although false, they are expressed with intense bitterness: the poems of Bibaculus and Catullus are full of harsh satire against the Caesars and are still read today. But even the deified Julius and the deified Augustus endured these attacks and ignored them; whether they did so with greater restraint or wisdom, I can’t easily say. For if they are dismissed, they lose their power; if you get angry, you seem to acknowledge their validity."
"Instances from the Greeks I bring none: with them not the freedom only, but even the licentiousness of speech, is unpunished: or if any correction is returned, it is only by revenging words with words. It has been ever allowed, without restriction or rebuke, to pass our judgment upon those whom death has withdrawn from the influence of affection and hate. Are Cassius and Brutus now in arms? do they at present fill with armed troops the fields of Philippi? or do I fire the Roman People, by inflammatory harangues, with the spirit of civil rage? Brutus and Cassius, now above seventy years slain, are still known in their statues, which even the conqueror did not abolish: and as these exhibit their persons, why not the historian their characters? Impartial posterity to every man repays his proper praise: nor will there be wanting such as, if my death is determined, will not only revive the story of Cassius and Brutus, but even my story." Having thus said he withdrew from the Senate, and ended his life by abstinence. The Fathers condemned the books to be by the Aediles burned; but they still continued concealed and dispersed: hence we may justly mock the stupidity of those, who imagine that they can, by present power, extinguish the lights and memory of succeeding times: for, quite otherwise, the punishment of writers exalts the credit of the writings: nor did ever foreign kings, or any else, reap other fruit from it, than infamy to themselves, and glory to the sufferers.
" I won’t bring up examples from the Greeks: with them, not only is there no freedom of speech, but even the most reckless speech goes unpunished. And if any correction is made, it’s just words fighting words. It has always been acceptable, without limits or reprimands, to judge those whom death has removed from love and hate. Are Cassius and Brutus currently in arms? Do they now fill the fields of Philippi with their troops? Am I inciting the Roman people with fiery speeches filled with civil anger? Cassius and Brutus, who have been dead for over seventy years, are still remembered in their statues, which even the victor didn’t destroy: and since these statues show their likeness, why shouldn’t the historian portray their characters? Impartial future generations will give each person their deserved praise; nor will there be a shortage of those who, if my death is decided, will not only recall the tales of Cassius and Brutus but also my own story." Having said this, he left the Senate and ended his life by fasting. The Senate ordered the Aediles to burn the books, but they continued to be hidden and circulated. Therefore, we can justly mock the foolishness of those who think they can, through current power, erase the lights and memories of future times: for, on the contrary, punishing writers only elevates the value of their works; nor did foreign kings, or anyone else, gain anything but infamy for themselves and glory for those they sought to silence.
To proceed; for this whole year there was such an incessant torrent of accusations, that even during the solemnity of the Latin festival, when Drusus for his inauguration, as Governor of Rome, had ascended the Tribunal, he was accosted by Calpurnius Salvianus with a charge against Sextus Marius: a proceeding openly resented by the Emperor, and thence Salvianus was banished. The city of Cyzicus was next accused, "of not observing the established worship of the deified Augustus;" with additional crimes, "of violences committed upon some Roman citizens." Thus that city lost her liberties; which by her behaviour during the Mithridatic war, she had purchased; having in it sustained a siege; and as much by her own bravery, as by the aid of Lucullus, repulsed the king, But Fonteius Capito, who had as Proconsul governed Asia, was acquitted, upon proof that the crimes brought against him by Vibius Serenus were forged: and yet the forgery drew no penalty upon Serenus: nay, the public hate rendered him the more secure: for, every accuser, the more eager and incessant he was, the more sacred and inviolable he became: the sorry and impotent were surrendered to chastisement.
To continue, throughout this entire year, there was such a constant stream of accusations that even during the solemn Latin festival, when Drusus took the Tribunal for his inauguration as Governor of Rome, he was approached by Calpurnius Salvianus, who accused Sextus Marius. This move was openly disapproved by the Emperor, resulting in Salvianus being exiled. The city of Cyzicus was then accused of "not following the established worship of the deified Augustus," along with additional accusations of "violence committed against some Roman citizens." As a result, that city lost its privileges, which it had earned through its actions during the Mithridatic war, having withstood a siege and bravely repelling the king with help from Lucullus. However, Fonteius Capito, who had governed Asia as Proconsul, was acquitted after it was proven that the charges made against him by Vibius Serenus were fabricated. Yet, Serenus faced no consequences for the forgery; in fact, public animosity made him more secure, as every accuser became increasingly sacred and untouchable the more relentless they were, while the weak and powerless were left to face punishment.
About the same time, the furthermost Spain besought the Senate by their ambassadors, "that after the example of Asia, they might erect a temple to Tiberius and his mother." Upon this occasion, the Emperor, always resolute in contemning honours, and now judging it proper to confute those, who exposed him to the popular censure, of having deviated into ambition; spoke in this manner: "I know, Conscript Fathers, that it is generally blamed, and ascribed to a defect of firmness in me, that when the cities of Asia petitioned for this very thing, I withstood them not. I shall therefore now unfold at once the motives of my silence then, and the rules which for the future I am determined to observe. Since the deified Augustus had not opposed the founding at Pergamus a temple to himself and the city of Rome; I, with whom all his actions and sayings have the force of laws, followed an example already approved; and followed it the more cheerfully, because to the worship bestowed upon me, that of the Senate was annexed. But as the indulging of this, in one instance, will find pardon; so a general latitude of being adored through every province, under the sacred representations of the Deities, would denote a vain spirit; a heart swelled with ambition. The glory too of Augustus will vanish, if by the promiscuous courtship of flattery it comes to be vulgarly prostituted.
Around the same time, the farthest regions of Spain asked the Senate through their ambassadors, "that following the example of Asia, they could build a temple for Tiberius and his mother." On this occasion, the Emperor, always determined to disregard honors, and now considering it necessary to refute those who accused him of ambition; spoke like this: "I know, Conscript Fathers, that many criticize me and think I lack firmness because I did not oppose the cities of Asia when they made this same request. Therefore, I will explain my reasons for my silence back then, and the principles I intend to follow in the future. Since the deified Augustus did not object to the founding of a temple for himself and the city of Rome in Pergamus, I, whose actions and words hold the weight of law, chose to follow an already approved example; and I did so more willingly because the worship offered to me was also granted by the Senate. But while allowing this once may be forgivable, a general acceptance of worship across all provinces, under the sacred images of the Deities, would show a vain spirit; a heart filled with ambition. The glory of Augustus would also fade if it becomes widely trivialized by the indiscriminate pursuit of flattery."
"For myself, Conscript Fathers, I am a mortal man; I am confined to the functions of human nature; and if I well supply the principal place amongst you, it suffices me. This I acknowledge to you; and this acknowledgment, I would have posterity to remember. They will do abundant right to my memory, if they believe me to have been worthy of my ancestors; watchful of the Roman state; unmoved in perils, and in maintaining the public interest, fearless of private enmities. These are the temples which in your breasts I would raise; these the fairest portraitures, and such as will endure. As to temples and statues of stone, if the idol adored in them comes to be hated by posterity, they are despised as his sepulchres. Hence it is I here invoke the Gods, that to the end of my life they would grant me a spirit undisturbed, and discerning in duties human and divine: and hence too I here implore our citizens and allies, that whenever my dissolution comes, they would with approbation and benevolent testimonies of remembrance, celebrate my actions and retain the odour of my name." And thenceforward he persevered in slighting upon all occasions, and even in private conversation, this divine worship of himself. A conduct which was by some ascribed to modesty; by many to a conscious diffidence; by others to degeneracy of spirit. "Since the most sublime amongst men naturally covet the most exalted honours: thus Hercules and Bacchus amongst the Greeks, and with us Romulus, were added to the society of the Gods: Augustus too had chosen the nobler part, and hoped for deification: all the other gratifications of Princes were instantly procured: one only was to be pursued insatiably; the praise and perpetuity of their name. For by contemning fame, the virtues that procure it, are contemned."
"For myself, Conscript Fathers, I’m just a mortal man; I’m limited by human nature, and if I hold a prominent position among you, that is enough for me. I acknowledge this to you, and I hope future generations will remember it. They will honor my memory if they see me as someone who lived up to my ancestors; someone who was vigilant for the Roman state; steady in danger, and fearless in protecting the public interest while disregarding personal grudges. These are the ideals I hope to instill in your hearts; these are the most beautiful legacies that will last. As for temples and stone statues, if the figure they honor is later despised by future generations, those structures are seen as mere tombs. That’s why I call upon the Gods to grant me a calm spirit and clear judgment in my human and divine duties until the end of my life. I also ask our citizens and allies, when my time comes, to remember my actions with kindness and celebrate my legacy. From that point on, he continued to downplay any worship of himself, both publicly and privately. Some viewed this as humility; many saw it as insecurity; others thought it showed a decline in spirit. 'The greatest among us often seek the highest honors: just as Hercules and Bacchus were exalted in Greek culture, and Romulus was among the gods in our own; Augustus also aimed for this greater honor, hoping for deification. All the other rewards of royalty came easily; the only thing worth pursuing relentlessly was the lasting admiration and reputation of their name. For by dismissing fame, you also dismiss the virtues that earn it.'"
Now Sejanus, intoxicated with excess of fortune, and moreover stimulated by the importunity of Livia, who, with the restless passion of a woman, craved the promised marriage, composed a memorial to the Emperor. For, it was then the custom to apply to him in writing, though he were present. This of Sejanus was thus conceived: "That such had been towards him the benevolence of Augustus; such and so numerous, since, the instances of affection from Tiberius, that he was thence accustomed, without applying to the Gods, to carry his hopes and prayers directly to the Emperors: yet of them he had never sought a blaze of honours: watching and toils like those of common soldiers, for the safeguard of the Prince, had been his choice and ambition. However what was most glorious for him he had attained; to be thought worthy of alliance with the Emperor: hence the source of his present hopes: and, since he had heard that Augustus, in the disposal of his daughter, had not been without thoughts even of some of the Roman knights; he begged that if a husband were sought for Livia, Tiberius would remember his friend; one whose ambition aimed no higher than the pure and disinterested glory of the affinity: for that he would never abandon the burden of his present trust; but hold it sufficient to be, by that means, enabled to support his house against the injurious wrath of Agrippina; and in this he only consulted the security of his children. For himself; his own life would be abundantly long, whenever finally spent in the ministry of such a Prince."
Now Sejanus, overwhelmed by his good fortune and pushed by Livia's relentless desire for the promised marriage, wrote a letter to the Emperor. At that time, it was common practice to write to him, even when he was present. Sejanus's letter said: "I have received such kindness from Augustus and so many instances of Tiberius's affection that I've come to expect my hopes and prayers to be directed straight to the Emperors without needing to consult the gods. However, I've never sought a shower of honors from them; my aspiration has always been to put in the hard work and watchfulness, like that of the common soldiers, for the protection of the Prince. Yet the most glorious thing I've achieved is to be considered worthy of being connected to the Emperor. This is the foundation of my current hopes. I've heard that Augustus, when considering a husband for his daughter, didn't overlook some of the Roman knights; therefore, if Tiberius is looking for a husband for Livia, I ask him to think of his friend—someone whose ambition is no higher than the pure and selfless honor of that connection. I will never neglect the responsibilities of my current position; I only seek to support my family against the harmful anger of Agrippina, and in this, I'm only looking out for my children's safety. As for myself, my life will be long enough if it ends while serving such a Prince."
For a present answer, Tiberius praised the loyalty of Sejanus; recapitulated cursorily the instances of his own favours towards him, and required time, as it were for a thorough deliberation. At last he made this reply: "That all other men were, in their pursuits, guided by the notions of convenience: far different was the lot and situation of Princes, who were in their action to consider chiefly the applause and good liking of the public: he therefore did not delude Sejanus with an obvious and plausible answer; that Livia could herself determine whether, after Drusus, she ought again to marry, or still persist his widow, and that she had a mother and grandmother, nearer relations and more interested to advise. He would deal more candidly with him: and first as to the enmity of Agrippina; it would flame out with fresh fury, if by the marriage of Livia, the family of the Caesars were rent as it were into two contending parties: that even as things stood, the emulation of these ladies broke into frequent sallies, and, by their animosities, his grandsons were instigated different ways. What would be the consequence, if, by such a marriage, the strife were inflamed? For you are deceived, Sejanus, if you think to continue then in the same rank as now; or that Livia, she who was first the wife of the young Caius Caesar, and afterwards the wife of Drusus, will be of a temper to grow old with a husband no higher than a Roman knight: nay, allowing that I suffered you afterwards to remain what you are; do you believe that they who saw her father, they who saw her brother, and the ancestors of our house, covered with the supreme dignities, will ever suffer it? You in truth propose, yourself, to stand still in the same station: but the great magistrates and grandees of the state, those very magistrates and grandees who, in spite of yourself, break in upon you, and in all affairs court you as their oracle, make no secret of maintaining that you have long since exceeded the bounds of the Equestrian Order, and far outgone in power all the confidants of my father; and from their hatred to you, they also censure me. But still, Augustus deliberated about giving his daughter to a Roman knight. Where is the wonder, if perplexed with a crowd of distracting cares, and apprised to what an unbounded height above others he raised whomsoever he dignified with such a match, he talked of Proculeius, and some like him; remarkable for the retiredness of their life, and nowise engaged in the affairs of state? But if we are influenced by the hesitation of Augustus, how much more powerful is the decision; since he bestowed his daughter on Agrippa, and then on me? These are considerations which in friendship I have not withheld: however, neither your own inclinations, nor those of Livia, shall be ever thwarted by me. The secret and constant purposes of my own heart towards you, and with what further ties of affinity, I am contriving to bind you still faster to me; I at present forbear to recount. Thus much only I will declare, that there is nothing so high but those abilities, and your singular zeal and fidelity towards me, may justly claim: as when opportunity presents, either in Senate, or in a popular assembly, I shall not fail to testify."
For a prompt response, Tiberius praised Sejanus's loyalty; briefly reviewed the ways he had favored him, and took his time, as if for deep consideration. Finally, he replied: "While most people are driven by convenience in their pursuits, the situation of Princes is very different. They must primarily consider the praise and approval of the public. So I won’t mislead Sejanus with an easy and flattering answer; Livia herself must decide whether, after Drusus, she should marry again or remain a widow. She has a mother and grandmother who are closer relatives and more invested in advising her. I will be more honest with you: regarding Agrippina's hostility, it would erupt with new intensity if Livia's marriage caused the family of the Caesars to split into two opposing factions. Even now, the rivalry between these women leads to frequent conflicts, and their animosity encourages my grandsons to take sides. What would happen if such a marriage stoked the flames of that strife? You are mistaken, Sejanus, if you believe you could
In answer to this, Sejanus no longer soliciting the marriage, but filled with higher apprehensions, besought him "to resist the dark suggestions of suspicion; to despise the pratings of the vulgar, nor to admit the hostile breath of envy." And as he was puzzled about the crowds which incessantly haunted his house; lest by keeping them off he might impair his power; or by encouraging them, furnish a handle for criminal imputations; he came to this result, that he would urge the Emperor out of Rome, to spend his life remote from thence in delightful retirements. From this counsel he foresaw many advantages: upon himself would depend all access to the Emperor; all letters and expresses would, as the soldiers were the carriers, be in great measure under his direction; in a little time, the Prince, now in declining age, and then softened by recess, would more easily transfer upon him the whole charge of the Empire: he should be removed from the multitude of such as to make their court, attended him at Rome; and thence one source of envy would be stopped. So that by discharging the empty phantoms of power, he should augment the essentials. He therefore began by little and little to rail at the hurry of business at Rome, the throng of people, the flock of suitors: he applauded "retirement and quiet; where, while they were separate from irksome fatigues, nor exposed to the discontents and resentments of particulars, all affairs of moment were best despatched."
In response to this, Sejanus stopped pushing for the marriage and, filled with deeper concerns, urged him "to resist the dark whispers of doubt; to ignore the gossip of the crowd, and not to let the toxic breath of jealousy in." He was troubled by the crowds that constantly surrounded his house; he worried that if he pushed them away, he might lose his influence, but if he welcomed them, he could be open to baseless accusations. He concluded that he would encourage the Emperor to leave Rome and spend his time in peaceful retreats away from there. He anticipated several benefits from this advice: he would control all access to the Emperor; all messages and communications, as the soldiers were the messengers, would largely be under his control; soon, the aging Prince, softened by his distance, would more readily hand over the entire responsibility of the Empire to him; he would be distanced from the multitude of those who sought his favor and who surrounded him in Rome, thus cutting off one source of jealousy. By shedding the empty illusions of power, he aimed to enhance the real responsibilities. So, he gradually began to criticize the hustle and bustle of business in Rome, the throngs of people, and the crowds of petitioners: he praised "the peace and solitude where, free from exhausting pressures and distant from the grievances and frustrations of individuals, important matters could be best resolved."
Next were heard ambassadors from the Lacedaemonians and Messenians, about the right that each people claimed to the Temple of Diana Limenetis; which the Lacedaemonians asserted to be theirs, "founded in their territory, and dedicated by their ancestors," and offered as proofs the ancient authority of their annals, and the hymns of the old poets. "It had been in truth taken from them by the superior force of Philip of Macedon, when at war with him; but restored afterwards by the judicial decision of Julius Caesar and Marc Anthony." The Messenians, on the contrary, pleaded, "the ancient partition of Peloponnesus amongst the descendants of Hercules; whence the territory where the temple stood, had fallen to their king; and the monuments of that allotment still remained, engraven in stone and old tables of brass; but, if the testimony of histories and poets were appealed to; they themselves had the most and the fullest. Nor had Philip, in his decision, acted by power, but from equity: the same afterwards was the adjudgment of King Antigonus; the same that of the Roman commander Mummius. Thus too the Milesians had awarded, they who were by both sides chosen arbitrators: and thus lastly it had been determined by Atidius Geminus, Praetor of Achaia." The Messenians therefore gained the suit. The citizens also of Segestum applied on behalf of "the Temple of Venus on Mount Eryx; which fallen through age, they desired might be restored." They represented the story of its origin and antiquity; a well-pleasing flattery to Tiberius; who frankly took upon himself the charge, as kinsman to the Goddess. Then was discussed the petition from the citizens of Marseilles; and what they claimed, according to the precedent of Publius Rutilius, was approved: for Rutilius, though by a law expelled from Rome, had been by those of Smyrna adopted a citizen: and as Volcatius Moschus, another exile, had found at Marseilles the same privilege and reception, he had to their Republic, as to his country, left his estate.
Next, ambassadors from the Spartans and the Messenians were heard regarding the right each group claimed to the Temple of Diana Limenetis. The Spartans argued that it was theirs, "founded in their territory and dedicated by their ancestors," supporting their claim with the ancient authority of their records and the verses of old poets. "In truth, it was taken from them by the superior power of Philip of Macedon during their conflict, but later restored by the judicial decisions of Julius Caesar and Marc Anthony." The Messenians, on the other hand, argued for "the ancient division of Peloponnesus among the descendants of Hercules; from which the land where the temple stood had been granted to their king, and the records of that division still existed, engraved in stone and ancient bronze tablets. If historical accounts and poetry were considered, they had the most credible evidence. Furthermore, Philip’s decision was based on fairness, just as King Antigonus's judgment was, and that of the Roman commander Mummius. The Milesians, chosen as arbiters by both sides, agreed with this, and it was ultimately decided by Atidius Geminus, Praetor of Achaia." Therefore, the Messenians won the case. The citizens of Segestum also appealed for "the Temple of Venus on Mount Eryx; which had fallen into disrepair and they wished to have restored." They told the story of its origin and ancient history, which flattered Tiberius, who readily accepted responsibility as a relative of the Goddess. Then, the petition from the citizens of Marseilles was discussed, and what they claimed, in accordance with the precedent set by Publius Rutilius, was approved. Rutilius, although expelled from Rome by law, had been adopted as a citizen by the people of Smyrna. Similarly, Volcatius Moschus, another exile, found the same privilege and welcome in Marseilles, leaving his estate to their Republic as though it were his homeland.
During the same Consuls, a bloody assassination was perpetrated in the nethermost Spain, by a boor in the territory of Termes. By him, Lucius Piso, Governor of the Province, as he travelled careless and unattended, relying on the established peace, was surprised, and despatched at one deadly blow. The assassin however escaped to a forest, by the fleetness of his horse; and there dismissed him: from thence travelling over rocks and pathless places, he baffled his pursuers: but their ignorance of his person was soon removed; for his horse being taken and shown through the neighbouring villages, it was thence learned who was the owner; so that he too was found; but when put to the rack to declare his accomplices, he proclaimed with a mighty and assured voice, in the language of his country, "that in vain they questioned him; his associates might stand safely by and witness his constancy: and that no force of torture could be so exquisite as from him to extort a discovery." Next day as he was dragged back to the rack, he burst with a vehement effort from his guard, and dashed his head so desperately against a stone, that he instantly expired. Piso is believed to have been assassinated by a plot of the Termestinians; as in exacting the repayment of some money, seized from the public, he acted with more asperity, than a rough people could bear.
During the same Consuls, a brutal assassination took place in southern Spain, committed by a peasant in the area of Termes. He surprised Lucius Piso, the Governor of the Province, while he was traveling carelessly and without protection, trusting in the ongoing peace, and struck him down with a single deadly blow. The assassin, however, escaped into a forest thanks to his fast horse, which he then let go. From there, he traveled over rocky and untraveled paths, evading his pursuers. But soon enough, they figured out who he was; his horse was captured and shown around nearby villages, leading them to learn the owner's identity. They eventually found him, but when he was tortured to reveal his accomplices, he declared loudly and confidently in his native language that it was pointless to question him; his associates could stand nearby and see his resolve, and no amount of torture could force him to betray them. The next day, as he was being dragged back to the rack, he broke free from his guards with a sudden surge of strength and slammed his head against a stone so violently that he died instantly. Piso is thought to have been assassinated as part of a plot by the people of Termes, as he had been unyielding in demanding the repayment of money seized from the public, which a rough population could not withstand.
In the Consulship of Lentulus Getulicus and Caius Calvisius, the triumphal ensigns were decreed to Poppeus Sabinus for having routed some clans of Thracians, who living wildly on the high mountains, acted thence with the more outrage and contumacy. The ground of their late commotion, not to mention the savage genius of the people, was their scorn and impatience, to have recruits raised amongst them, and all their stoutest men enlisted in our armies; accustomed as they were not even to obey their native kings further than their own humour, nor to aid them with forces but under captains of their own choosing, nor to fight against any enemy but their own borderers. Their discontents too were inflamed by a rumour which then ran current amongst them; that they were to be dispersed into different regions; and exterminated from their own, to be mixed with other nations. But before they took arms and began hostilities, they sent ambassadors to Sabinus, to represent "their past friendship and submission, and that the same should continue, if they were provoked by no fresh impositions: but, if like a people subdued by war, they were doomed to bondage; they had able men and steel, and souls determined upon liberty or death." The ambassadors at the same time pointed to their strongholds founded upon precipices; and boasted that they had thither conveyed their wives and parents; and threatened a war intricate, hazardous and bloody.
In the consulship of Lentulus Getulicus and Caius Calvisius, Poppeus Sabinus was granted a triumph for defeating some Thracian tribes who lived freely in the high mountains and acted with more disrespect and defiance. The cause of their recent unrest, not to mention the wild nature of the people, was their disdain and frustration over having recruits taken from among them, forcing their strongest men into our armies; they were used to not even obeying their local kings beyond their own desires, nor helping them with forces unless led by captains of their own choosing, and they fought only against enemies from neighboring lands. Their dissatisfaction was further fueled by a rumor circulating among them that they were to be scattered into different regions and removed from their homeland, mixed with other nations. However, before they took up arms and began hostilities, they sent ambassadors to Sabinus to express "their past friendship and loyalty, which would continue if they were not provoked by new demands: but if they were treated like a defeated people destined for subjugation, they had strong men, weapons, and a determination for liberty or death." The ambassadors also pointed to their strongholds perched on cliffs and boasted that they had moved their wives and parents there, warning of a complicated, perilous, and bloody war ahead.
Sabinus amused them with gentle answers till he could draw together his army; while Pomponius Labeo was advancing with a legion from Moesia, and King Rhoemetalces with a body of Thracians who had not renounced their allegiance. With these, and what forces he had of his own, he marched towards the foe, now settled in the passes of the forest: some more bold presented themselves upon the hills: against the last, the Roman general first bent his forces in battle, and without difficulty drove them thence, but with small slaughter of the Barbarians, because of their immediate refuge. Here he straight raised an encampment, and with a stout band took possession of a hill, which extended with an even narrow ridge to the next fortress, which was garrisoned by a great host of armed men and rabble: and as the most resolute were, in the way of the nation, rioting without the fortification in dances and songs, he forthwith despatched against them his select archers. These, while they only poured in volleys of arrows at a distance did thick and extensive execution; but, approaching too near, were by a sudden sally put in disorder. They were however supported by a cohort of the Sigambrians, purposely posted by Sabinus in readiness against an exigency; a people these, equally terrible in the boisterous and mixed uproar of their voices and arms.
Sabinus kept them entertained with friendly responses while he gathered his troops; meanwhile, Pomponius Labeo was advancing with a legion from Moesia, and King Rhoemetalces was coming with a group of Thracians who hadn't abandoned their loyalty. With these forces, along with his own, he marched toward the enemy, who had settled in the forest passes. Some bolder ones showed themselves on the hills. Against these, the Roman general first sent his forces into battle and easily drove them back, although there was little slaughter of the Barbarians due to their quick escape. He then quickly set up a camp and took possession of a hill, which stretched with a narrow ridge to the next fortress, manned by a large number of armed men and commoners. As the most daring among them were out of the fortification, celebrating with dances and songs, he immediately sent his best archers against them. While they rained arrows from a distance, they caused significant damage; however, when they got too close, a sudden attack disordered them. They were, nonetheless, supported by a cohort of the Sigambrians, deliberately stationed by Sabinus for emergencies; they were a people equally fearsome in the loud and chaotic noise of their voices and weapons.
He afterwards pitched his camp nearer to the enemy; having in his former entrenchments left the Thracians, whom I have mentioned to have joined us. To them too was permitted "to lay waste, burn, and plunder; on condition that their ravages were confined to the day; and that, at nights, they kept within the camp, secure under guard." This restriction was at first observed; but, anon lapsing into luxury, and grown opulent in plunder, they neglected their guards, and resigned themselves to gaiety and banquetting, to the intoxication and sloth of wine and sleep. The enemy therefore apprised of their negligence, formed themselves into two bands; one to set upon the plunderers; the other to assault the Roman camp, with no hopes of taking it; but only that the soldiers alarmed with shouts and darts, and all intent upon their own defence, might not hear the din of the other battle: moreover to heighten the terror, it was to be done by night. Those who assailed the lines of the legions were easily repulsed: but, the auxiliary Thracians were terrified with the sudden encounter, as they were utterly unprepared. Part of them lay along the entrenchments; many were roaming abroad; and both were slain with the keener vengeance, as they were upbraided "for fugitives and traitors, who bore arms to establish servitude over their country and themselves."
He later set up his camp closer to the enemy, having left the Thracians, who I mentioned before, in his previous fortifications. They were also allowed "to destroy, burn, and loot, on the condition that their attacks were limited to daytime, and that at night, they stayed within the camp, safe under guard." At first, this rule was followed, but soon they fell into luxury and became wealthy from their plunder. They ignored their guards and indulged in partying and feasting, succumbing to the effects of wine and laziness. The enemy, noticing their carelessness, split into two groups; one to attack the looters, and the other to assault the Roman camp. They had no hopes of capturing it; their goal was just to distract the soldiers with shouts and arrows, so they wouldn't hear the chaos of the other battle. To increase the fear, this was to happen at night. Those who attacked the legion’s defenses were easily repelled, but the auxiliary Thracians were caught off guard and panicked. Some were lying along the fortifications, while many were wandering around, and both groups were killed with extra fury, as they were scolded "for being cowards and traitors who took up arms to enforce slavery on their own country and themselves."
Next day Sabinus drew up his army in view of the enemy, on ground equal to both; to try, if elated with their success by night, they would venture a battle: and, when they still kept within the fortress, or on the cluster of hills, he began to begird them with a siege; and strengthening his old lines and adding new, enclosed a circuit of four miles. Then to deprive them of water and forage, he straitened his entrenchment by degrees, and hemmed them in still closer. A bulwark was also raised, whence the enemy now within throw, were annoyed with discharges of stones, darts, and fire. But nothing aggrieved them so vehemently as thirst, whilst only a single fountain remained amongst a huge multitude of armed men and families: their horses too and cattle, penned up with the people, after the barbarous manner of the country, perished for want of provender: amongst the carcasses of beasts lay those of men; some dead of thirst, some of their wounds; a noisome mixture of misery and death; all was foul and tainted with putrefaction, stench, and filthy contamination. To these distresses also accrued another, and of all calamities the most consummate, the calamity of discord: some were disposed to surrender; others proposed present death, and to fall upon one another. There were some too who advised a sally, and to die avenging their deaths. Nor were these last mean men, though dissenting from the rest.
The next day, Sabinus lined up his army where the enemy could see them, on neutral ground, to see if the enemy, feeling confident after their night success, would risk a battle. When the enemy stayed inside their fortress or on the hills, he began to lay siege to them, reinforcing his old defenses and adding new ones to create a circuit of four miles. To cut off their access to water and supplies, he gradually tightened his entrenchments, surrounding them even more. A fortification was also built, from which the enemy inside faced constant attacks from stones, missiles, and fire. However, nothing frustrated them more than thirst, as there was only one fountain left among a massive crowd of armed men and families. Their horses and cattle, grouped together with the people in the brutal local tradition, died from lack of food. Amid the carcasses of animals lay those of men; some died from thirst, others from their wounds, creating a disgusting mix of suffering and death. Everything was foul and permeated with rot, stench, and filth. To these troubles, another conflict emerged, the worst of all: discord. Some wanted to surrender; others suggested immediate death and turning on each other. A few even proposed a breakout to die fighting for their friends. These last were not insignificant men, even though they disagreed with the majority.
But there was one of their leaders, his name Dinis, a man stricken in years, who, by long experience, acquainted with the power and clemency of the Romans, argued, "that they must lay down their arms, the same being the sole cure for their pressing calamities;" and was the first who submitted, with his wife and children to the conqueror. There followed him all that were weak through sex or age, and such as had a greater passion for life than glory. The young men were parted between Tarsa and Turesis; both determined to fall with liberty: but Tarsa declared earnestly "for instant death; and that by it all hopes and fears were at once to be extinguished;" and setting an example, buried his sword in his breast. Nor were there wanting some who despatched themselves the same way. Turesis and his band stayed for night: of which our General was aware. The guards were therefore strengthened with extraordinary reinforcements: and now with the night, darkness prevailed, its horror heightened by outrageous rain; and the enemy with tumultuous shouts, and by turns with vast silence, alarmed and puzzled the besiegers. Sabinus therefore going round the camp, warned the soldiers, "that they should not be misguided by the deceitful voice of uproar, nor trust to a feigned calm, and thence open an advantage to the enemy, who by these wiles sought it; but keep immovably to their several posts; nor throw their darts at random."
But there was one of their leaders, named Dinis, an older man who, through his long experience with the power and mercy of the Romans, argued that they needed to lay down their arms, as that was the only way to cure their urgent problems. He was the first to submit, along with his wife and children, to the conqueror. Following him were all those who were weak due to age or gender, and those who valued life more than glory. The young men were divided between Tarsa and Turesis; both were determined to fight for their freedom. However, Tarsa passionately declared that he preferred instant death, believing it would erase all hopes and fears at once; and setting an example, he plunged his sword into his chest. Some others also chose the same fate. Turesis and his group waited for nightfall, which our General was aware of. The guards were therefore reinforced with additional troops, and as night fell, darkness set in, intensified by heavy rain; the enemy's tumultuous shouts and sudden silences confused and alarmed the besiegers. Sabinus then walked around the camp, warning the soldiers not to be misled by the misleading sounds of chaos or to trust a false calm that might give the enemy an advantage through trickery; instead, they should remain steadfast at their posts and not throw their weapons aimlessly.
Just then came the Barbarians, pouring in distinct droves: here, with stones, with wooden javelins hardened in the fire, and with the broken limbs of trees, they battered the palisade: there with hurdles, faggots and dead bodies, they filled the trench: by others, bridges and ladders, both before framed, were planted against the battlements; these they violently grappled and tore, and struggled hand to hand with those who opposed them. The Romans, on the other side, beat them back with their bucklers, drove them down with darts, and hurled upon them great mural stakes and heaps of stones. On both sides were powerful stimulations: on ours the hopes of victory almost gained, if we persisted; and thence the more glaring infamy, if we recoiled: on theirs, the last struggle for their life; most of them, too, inspired with the affecting presence of their mothers and wives, and made desperate by their dolorous wailings. The night was an advantage to the cowardly and the brave; by it, the former became more resolute; by it, the latter hid their fear: blows were dealt, the striker knew not upon whom; and wounds received, the wounded knew not whence: such was the utter indistinction of friend and foe. To heighten the general jumble and blind confusion, the echo from the cavities of the mountain represented to the Romans the shouts of the enemy as behind them: hence in some places they deserted their lines, as believing them already broken and entered: and yet such of the enemy, as broke through, were very few. All the rest, their most resolute champions being wounded or slain, were at the returning light driven back to their fort; where they were at length forced to surrender; as did the places circumjacent of their own accord. The remainder could then be neither forced nor famished; as they were protected by a furious winter, always sudden about Mount Haemus.
Just then, the Barbarians came pouring in waves: some came with stones, wooden javelins hardened in the fire, and broken tree limbs, battering against the palisade; others filled the trench with hurdles, bundles of sticks, and dead bodies. Some set up bridges and ladders against the battlements; they fiercely grabbed and tore at anything in their way, struggling hand to hand with those who resisted. The Romans, on the other side, pushed them back with their shields, drove them down with darts, and hurled heavy stakes and piles of stones at them. Both sides were driven by strong motivations: ours was the hope of victory nearly within reach, if we could just hold on; theirs was the desperate struggle for their lives, many inspired by the painful presence of their mothers and wives, driven mad by their anguished cries. Night proved to be an advantage for both the cowardly and the brave; it made the former more determined, while it allowed the latter to hide their fear. Strikes were exchanged, with the attackers not knowing who they were hitting, and the wounded unaware of where their injuries had come from; the distinction between friend and foe completely vanished. To add to the chaos and confusion, the echoes from the mountain made it sound to the Romans like the enemy was shouting from behind them, causing some to abandon their positions, believing they had already been breached. Yet, those of the enemy who managed to push through were very few. As their strongest warriors were wounded or killed, the rest were driven back to their fort at dawn, where they eventually had to surrender, as did the nearby places willingly. The remaining ones could neither be forced nor starved out, as they were shielded by a brutal winter that suddenly struck Mount Haemus.
At Rome, discord shook the Prince's family: and, to begin the series of destruction, which was to end in Agrippina, Claudia Pulchra her cousin was accused; Domitius Afer the accuser. This man, just out of the Praetorship, in estimation small, but hasty to signalise himself by some notable exploit however heinous, alleged against her the "crimes of prostitution, of adultery with Furnius, of magical execrations and poison prepared against the life of the Emperor." Agrippina ever vehement, and then in a flame for the peril of her kinswoman, flew to Tiberius, and by chance found him sacrificing to the Emperor his father. Having got this handle for upbraiding him, she told him "that it ill became the same man to slay victims to the deified Augustus and to persecute his children: his divine spirit was not transfused into dumb statues: the genuine images of Augustus were the living descendants from his celestial blood: she herself was one; one sensible of impending danger, and now in the mournful state of a supplicant. In vain were foreign crimes pretended against Pulchra; when the only cause of her concerted overthrow was her affection for Agrippina, foolishly carried even to adoration; forgetful as she was of the fate of Sosia, a condemned sufferer for the same fault." All these bitter words drew small answer from the dark breast of Tiberius: he rebuked her by quoting a Greek verse; "That she was therefore aggrieved, because she did not reign:" Pulchra and Furnius were condemned. Afer, having thus displayed his genius, and gained a declaration from Tiberius, pronouncing him eloquent in his own independent right, was ranked with the most celebrated orators: afterwards in prosecuting accusations, or in protecting the accused, he flourished more in the fame of eloquence than in that of uprightness: however, old age eminently sunk the credit and vigour of his eloquence; while, with parts decayed, he still retained a passion for haranguing. {Footnote: Dum fessa mente, retinet silentii inpatientiam.}
At Rome, conflict shook the Prince's family. To kick off the series of destruction that would lead to Agrippina, her cousin Claudia Pulchra was accused, with Domitius Afer as the accuser. This man, just out of the Praetorship and not highly regarded, was eager to make a name for himself through some significant—albeit terrible—deed. He alleged that she was guilty of “prostitution, adultery with Furnius, magical curses, and poisoning attempts against the Emperor.” Agrippina, ever passionate and now frantic over her relative's danger, rushed to Tiberius, who happened to be sacrificing to his father, the Emperor. Seizing this moment to confront him, she told him, “It’s wrong for the same person to offer sacrifices to the deified Augustus and to persecute his children. His divine spirit isn’t contained in lifeless statues; the true images of Augustus are the living descendants from his celestial blood, and I am one of them. I sense the impending danger and am now in this mournful position as a supplicant. The supposed foreign crimes against Pulchra are trivial when the real reason for her downfall is her foolish devotion to me, which disregards the fate of Sosia, who suffered for a similar fault." All her bitter words received little response from the dark-hearted Tiberius; he reproached her by quoting a Greek verse, saying she was upset because she wasn’t the one ruling. Pulchra and Furnius were condemned. Afer, having showcased his talents and secured a proclamation from Tiberius declaring him eloquent in his own right, joined the ranks of the most famous orators. Later, while pursuing accusations or defending the accused, he gained more fame for eloquence than for integrity. However, old age significantly diminished the credibility and vigor of his speeches, even though, with diminished abilities, he still had a passion for speaking. {Footnote: Dum fessa mente, retinet silentii impatientiam.}
Agrippina still fostering her wrath, and seized too with a bodily disorder, received the Emperor, come purposely to see her, with many tears and long silence. At last she accosted him with invidious expostulations and prayers; "that he would relieve her solitude, and give her a husband. She was still endowed with proper youth; to virtuous women there was no consolation but that of marriage; and Rome afforded illustrious men who would readily assent to entertain the wife of Germanicus, and his children." Tiberius was not ignorant to what mighty power in the state, that demand tended; but, that he might betray no tokens of resentment or fear, he left her, though instant with him, without an answer. This passage, not related by the authors of our annals, I found in the commentaries of her daughter Agrippina; her, who was the mother of the Emperor Nero, and has published her own life with the fortunes of her family.
Agrippina, still holding onto her anger and suffering from an illness, welcomed the Emperor, who had come to see her, with many tears and a long silence. Finally, she confronted him with resentful pleas and requests, asking him to ease her loneliness and give her a husband. She insisted she was still young, and for virtuous women, marriage was the only solace; Rome had prominent men who would gladly accept the wife of Germanicus and his children. Tiberius was well aware of the significant political power that her request implied, but to avoid showing any signs of anger or fear, he left her, despite her urgency, without responding. This account, not mentioned by the authors of our history, I found in the writings of her daughter Agrippina, who was the mother of Emperor Nero and has published her own life story along with that of her family.
As to Agrippina; still grieving and void of foresight, she was yet more sensibly dismayed by an artifice of Sejanus, who employed such, as under colour of friendship warned her, "that poison was prepared for her, and that she must shun eating at her father-in-law's table." She was a stranger to all dissimulation: so that as she sat near him at table, she continued stately and unmoved; not a word, not a look escaped her, and she touched no part of the meat. Tiberius observed her, whether accidentally, or that he was before apprised; and, to be convinced by a more powerful experiment, praising the apples that stood before him, presented some with his own hand to his daughter-in-law. This only increased the suspicion of Agrippina; and, without ever putting them to her mouth, she delivered them to the servants. For all this, the reserved Tiberius let not a word drop from him openly; but, turning to his mother; "There was no wonder," he said, "if he had really taken harsh measures with her, who thus charged him as a poisoner." Hence a rumour spread, "that her doom was contrived; and that the Emperor not daring to pursue it publicly, chose to have her despatched in secret."
As for Agrippina, still grieving and unable to see the future, she was even more disturbed by a trick from Sejanus, who, pretending to be her friend, warned her that "poison was prepared for her, and that she should avoid eating at her father-in-law's table." She was completely unfamiliar with deceit; so, as she sat near him at dinner, she remained dignified and composed; not a word or glance escaped her, and she didn't touch any of the food. Tiberius noticed her, whether by accident or because he had been informed beforehand; and to confirm his suspicions through a stronger test, he complimented the apples in front of him and offered some to his daughter-in-law with his own hand. This only heightened Agrippina's suspicion, and without ever tasting them, she handed them to the servants. Despite all this, the reserved Tiberius did not say a word publicly; instead, turning to his mother, he remarked, "It's no surprise if he really took harsh actions against her, given that she accused him of being a poisoner." As a result, rumors spread that her fate was planned and that the Emperor, not daring to act openly, chose to have her eliminated quietly.
Tiberius, as a means to divert upon other matters the popular talk, attended assiduously the deliberations of the Senate; and there heard for many days the several Ambassadors from Asia, mutually contending, "in what city should be built the temple lately decreed." For this honour eleven cities strove, with equal ambition, though different in power: nor did the pleas urged by all, greatly vary; namely, "the antiquity of their original, and their distinguished zeal for the Roman People, during their several wars with Perseus, Aristonicus, and other kings." But the Trallians, the Laodiceans, the Magnesians and those of the Hypaepis, were at once dismissed, as insufficient for the charge. Nor, in truth, had they of Ilium, who represented, "that Troy was the mother of Rome," any superior advantage, besides the glory of antiquity. The plea of the Halicarnassians took some short consideration: they asserted, "that for twelve hundred years, no earthquake had shaken their town; and that they would fix in a solid rock the foundations of the temple." The same considerations were urged by the inhabitants of Pergamus; where already was erected a temple to Augustus; a distinction which was judged sufficient for them. The cities too of Ephesus and Miletus seemed fully employed in the ceremonies of their own distinct deities; the former in those of Diana; the other, in those of Apollo. Thus the dispute was confined to Sardis and Smyrna. The first recited a decree of the Etrurians, which owned them for kinsmen: "for that Tyrrhenus and Lydus, sons of King Atys, having between them divided their people, because of their multitude, Lydus re-settled in his native country; and it became the lot of Tyrrhenus to find out a fresh residence; and by the names of these chiefs the parted people came afterwards to be called, Lydians in Asia, Tyrrhenians in Italy. That the opulence of the Lydians spread yet farther, by their colonies sent under Pelops into Greece, which from him afterwards took its name." They likewise urged "the letters of our Generals; their mutual leagues with us during the war of Macedon; their plenty of rivers, temperate climate, and the fertility of the circumjacent country."
Tiberius, trying to shift the public conversation to other topics, paid close attention to the Senate's discussions; there, he listened for many days to various ambassadors from Asia, arguing about "which city should host the recently decreed temple." Eleven cities competed for this honor, each with equal ambition but differing in power: their arguments were largely similar, citing "the ancient origins and their notable devotion to the Roman people during their multiple wars with Perseus, Aristonicus, and other kings." However, the Trallians, Laodiceans, Magnesians, and those from Hypaepis were quickly dismissed as inadequate contenders. The representatives from Ilium also had no advantage aside from their claim that "Troy was the mother of Rome," merely boasting ancient glory. The Halicarnassians' argument received some brief consideration when they claimed, "for twelve hundred years, no earthquake had shaken our town; we would build the temple's foundations on solid rock." The same points were made by the people of Pergamus, who already had a temple for Augustus, a distinction that was deemed sufficient for them. The cities of Ephesus and Miletus appeared too busy with the rituals of their own deities; Ephesus dedicated to Diana, and Miletus to Apollo. Thus, the debate focused on Sardis and Smyrna. Sardis referenced a decree from the Etrurians, acknowledging them as relatives: "Tyrrhenus and Lydus, sons of King Atys, divided their people due to their large numbers. Lydus settled in his home country, while Tyrrhenus sought a new location; the people became known as Lydians in Asia and Tyrrhenians in Italy, named after these leaders. The wealth of the Lydians spread even further through their colonies sent under Pelops into Greece, which later took its name from him." They also pointed out "the letters from our generals, their alliances with us during the Macedonian war, their abundance of rivers, mild climate, and the fertility of the surrounding land."
The Smyrnaeans having likewise recounted their ancient establishment, "whether Tantalus, the son of Jupiter; or Theseus, the son also of a God; or one of the old Amazons, were their founder;" proceeded to considerations in which they chiefly trusted; their friendly offices to the Roman People, having aided them with a naval force, not in their foreign wars only, but in those which infested Italy. "It was they who first reared a temple to the City of Rome, in the Consulship of Marcus Porcius; then, in truth, when the power of the Roman People was already mighty, but however not yet raised to its highest glory; for the city of Carthage still stood, and potent kings governed Asia. Witness too their generosity to Sylla, when the condition of his army ready to famish in a cruel winter and a scarcity of clothes, being related to the citizens of Smyrna then assembled; all that were present divested themselves of their raiments, and sent them to our legions." Thus when the votes of the Senators were gathered, the pretensions of Smyrna were preferred. It was also moved by Vibius Marsus, that Lentulus, to whom had fallen the province of Asia, should be attended by a Legate extraordinary, to supervise the building of the temple; and as Lentulus himself through modesty declined to choose one, several who had been Praetors were drawn by lot, and the lot fell upon Valerius Naso.
The people of Smyrna also shared their ancient origins, wondering "whether Tantalus, the son of Jupiter; or Theseus, also a son of a God; or one of the old Amazons, founded our city." They then focused on the points they valued most: their supportive actions toward the Roman People, having helped them with a naval force not just in external wars but also in those that troubled Italy. "They were the first to build a temple to the City of Rome during the consulship of Marcus Porcius; indeed, at a time when the power of the Roman People was already strong, but not yet at its peak; for the city of Carthage still existed, and powerful kings ruled over Asia. Their generosity to Sylla is also noteworthy, as when the situation of his army was desperate during a harsh winter with a shortage of clothing, the citizens of Smyrna, gathered together, all took off their clothes and sent them to our legions." Thus, when the Senators cast their votes, Smyrna's claims were favored. It was also proposed by Vibius Marsus that Lentulus, who received the province of Asia, should be accompanied by an extraordinary Legate to oversee the building of the temple; and since Lentulus himself humbly declined to choose someone, several former Praetors were selected by lot, and Valerius Naso was chosen.
In the meantime, according to a purpose long meditated, and from time to time deferred, Tiberius at last retired to Campania; in profession, to dedicate a temple to Jupiter at Capua, and one at Nola to Augustus; but in truth determined to remove, for ever, from Rome. The cause of his departure, I have before referred to the stratagems of Sejanus; but though in it I have followed most of our authors; yet, since after the execution of Sejanus, he persisted for six years in the like dark recess; I am rather influenced by a stronger probability, that the ground of his absence is more justly to be ascribed to his own spirit, while he strove to hide in the shades of solitude, what in deeds he proclaimed, the rage of his cruelty and lust. There were those who believed that, in his old age, he was ashamed of the figure of his person; for he was very lean, long and stooping, his head bald, his face ulcerous, and for the most besmeared with salves: he was moreover wont, during his recess at Rhodes, to avoid the public, and cover his debauches in secrecy. It is also related that he was driven from Rome by the restless aspiring of his mother, whom he scorned to admit a partner in the sovereignty; nor yet could entirely seclude, since as her gift he had received the sovereignty itself. For, Augustus had deliberated about setting Germanicus at the head of the Roman state; his sister's grandson, and one adored by all men: but subdued by the solicitations of his wife, he adopted Tiberius; and caused Tiberius to adopt Germanicus. With this grandeur of her own procuring, Livia upbraided her son; and even reclaimed it.
In the meantime, Tiberius finally retired to Campania for a purpose he had long thought about and occasionally postponed. He claimed he was going to dedicate a temple to Jupiter in Capua and another to Augustus in Nola, but in reality, he intended to leave Rome for good. I've mentioned before that his departure was influenced by Sejanus’s schemes; however, while I've followed most authors on this point, the fact that Tiberius stayed hidden for six years after Sejanus's execution leads me to believe that the real reason for his absence was his own nature. He seemed to want to conceal, in the shadows of solitude, what his actions revealed: his cruelty and lust. Some thought that as he got older, he was embarrassed by his appearance; he was very thin, tall and hunched, bald on top, with a face marked by sores, often smeared with ointments. During his time in Rhodes, he preferred to avoid the public and keep his immoral activities secret. It’s also said that he was pushed out of Rome by the relentless ambition of his mother, whom he refused to share power with; yet, he couldn't completely distance himself from her because he had received the rule from her as a gift. Augustus had considered placing Germanicus, his sister's grandson and a figure adored by everyone, in charge of the Roman state. But swayed by his wife’s influence, he adopted Tiberius and arranged for Tiberius to adopt Germanicus. With this power that she orchestrated, Livia criticized her son and even demanded it back.
His going was narrowly accompanied; by one Senator, Cocceius Nerva, formerly Consul, and accomplished in the knowledge of the laws; and, besides Sejanus, by one dignified Roman knight, Curtius Atticus. The rest were men of letters, chiefly Greeks; whose conversation pleased and amused him. The skilled in astrology declared, "that he had left Rome in such a conjunction of the planets, as for ever to exclude his return." Hence a source of destruction to many, who conjectured his end to be at hand, and published their conjectures: for, it was an event too incredible to be foreseen, that for eleven years he should of choice be withdrawn from his country. The sequel discovered the short bounds between the art and the falsehood of the art, and what obscurities perplex even the facts it happens to foretell. That he should never return to Rome, proved not to be falsely said: as to everything else about him they were perfectly in the dark; since he still lived, never far distant, sometimes in the adjacent champain, sometimes on the neighbouring shore, often under the very walls of the city; and died at last in the fulness and extremity of age.
His departure was closely accompanied by one Senator, Cocceius Nerva, a former Consul with a deep understanding of the laws, and alongside Sejanus, by a respected Roman knight, Curtius Atticus. The others were mostly scholars, primarily Greeks, whose conversations entertained and amused him. Those skilled in astrology claimed that he left Rome at a time when the planets were aligned in such a way that he would never return. This led to a lot of speculation among many, who believed his end was near and shared their predictions, as it seemed utterly unbelievable that he would willingly stay away from his country for eleven years. The aftermath revealed the thin line between the art of prediction and its deception, as well as the confusion that often clouds even the truths it attempts to foretell. That he should never return to Rome turned out to be true; however, concerning everything else about him, people were completely in the dark since he continued to live, never very far away—sometimes in the nearby countryside, other times along the coast, often right under the city's walls—and eventually passed away in the fullness of old age.
There happened to Tiberius, about that time, an accident, which, as it threatened his life, fired the empty prognostics at Rome; but to himself proved matter of more confidence in the friendship and faith of Sejanus. They were eating in a cave at a villa, thence called Spelunca, between the Amyclean Sea and the mountains of Fondi: it was a native cave, and its mouth fell suddenly in, and buried under it some of the attendants: hence dread seized all, and they who were celebrating the entertainment fled: as to Sejanus; he covered the Emperor's body with his own, and stooping upon his knees and hands, exposed himself to the descending ruin; such was the posture he was found in by the soldiers, who came to their relief. He grew mightier from thence; and being now considered by Tiberius as one regardless of himself, all his counsels, however bloody and destructive, were listened to with blind credulity: so that he assumed the office of a judge against the offspring of Germanicus, and suborned such as were to act the parts of accusers, and especially to pursue and blacken Nero, the next in succession; a young Prince modest indeed, but forgetful of that restraint and circumspection which his present situation required. He was misguided by his freedmen and the retainers to his house; who eager to be masters of power, animated him with intemperate counsels; "that he would show a spirit resolute and assured; it was what the Roman People wished, what the armies longed for: nor would Sejanus dare then to resist; though he now equally insulted the tameness of an old man and the sloth of a young one."
Around that time, Tiberius experienced an accident that, while threatening his life, stirred up empty predictions in Rome. However, it gave him greater confidence in the loyalty and trustworthiness of Sejanus. They were dining in a cave at a villa, which is why it was called Spelunca, situated between the Amyclean Sea and the Fondi mountains. It was a natural cave, and the entrance suddenly collapsed, burying some of the attendants underneath. Panic set in, and those celebrating the feast fled. As for Sejanus, he shielded the Emperor with his own body and knelt down, exposing himself to the falling debris; this is the position in which soldiers found him when they arrived to help. He gained more power from this incident, and Tiberius began to see him as someone who disregarded his own safety. As a result, he blindly accepted all of Sejanus's advice, no matter how bloody or destructive. Sejanus took on the role of judge against the children of Germanicus, bribing people to act as accusers, particularly targeting Nero, who was next in line. Nero was a modest young prince, but he overlooked the restraint and caution his position required. He was misled by his freedmen and household staff, who were eager to take control and encouraged him with reckless advice: that he should demonstrate a bold and confident spirit, as that was what the Roman people desired, what the armies longed for. They argued that Sejanus wouldn’t dare to oppose him then, even though he was currently mocking both the complacency of an old man and the inaction of a young one.
While he listened to these and the like suggestions, there escaped him, no expressions, in truth, of any criminal purpose; but sometimes such as were resentful and unguarded: these were catched up by the spies placed upon him, and charged against him with aggravations; neither was he allowed the privilege of clearing himself. Several threatening appearances moreover dismayed him: some avoided to meet him; others having just paid him the salute, turned instantly away: many, in the midst of conversation, broke off and left him; while the creatures of Sejanus stood still fearlessly by and sneered upon him. For Tiberius; he always entertained him with a stern face, or a hollow smile; and whether the youth spoke or said nothing, there were crimes in his words, crimes in his silence: nor was he safe even at the dead of night; since his uneasiness and watchings, nay, his very sighs and dreams were, by his wife, divulged to her mother Livia, and by Livia to Sejanus; who had also drawn his brother Drusus into the combination, by tempting him with the immediate prospect of Empire, if his elder brother, already sinking, were once set effectually aside. The genius of Druses naturally furious, instigated besides by a passion for power, and by the usual hate and competition between brothers, was further kindled by the partiality of Agrippina, who was fonder of Nero. However, Sejanus did not so far favour Drusus, but that against him too he was even then ripening the studied measures of future destruction; as he knew him to be violent, and thence more obnoxious to snares.
While he listened to these and similar suggestions, he showed no signs of any criminal intent; however, he sometimes let slip resentful and unguarded comments: these were picked up by the spies watching him and used against him with added accusations; he was also denied the chance to defend himself. Several threatening incidents unnerved him: some people avoided him; others would briefly acknowledge him and then quickly turn away; many would abruptly stop conversations and leave him hanging; meanwhile, Sejanus's followers stood nearby, unfazed, and mocked him. As for Tiberius, he always regarded him with a stern expression or a faint smile; and whether the young man spoke or stayed silent, there were always accusations to be made, crimes in his words and in his quiet. He wasn’t safe even at night; his worries and watchfulness, even his sighs and dreams, were shared by his wife with her mother Livia, and Livia passed them on to Sejanus, who had also drawn in his brother Drusus by tempting him with the promise of power if his older brother, already fading, could be effectively removed. Drusus, who had a naturally fierce temperament, was further fueled by a desire for power and the typical rivalry and hatred between brothers, especially because Agrippina favored Nero more. However, Sejanus didn’t show full support for Drusus, as he was already plotting his downfall, knowing he was impulsive and therefore more vulnerable to traps.
In the end of the year departed these eminent persons; Asinius Agrippa, of ancestors more illustrious than ancient, and in his own character not unworthy of them: and Quintus Haterius, of a Senatorian family, and himself, while he yet lived, famous for eloquence: but the monuments of his genius, since published, are not equally esteemed. In truth, he prevailed more by rapidity than accuracy: insomuch that, as the elaborate compositions of others flourish after them; so that enchanting melody of voice in Haterius, with that fluency of words which was personal to him, died with him.
At the end of the year, these notable individuals passed away: Asinius Agrippa, whose ancestors were more distinguished than ancient ones, and who was not unworthy of them himself; and Quintus Haterius, from a senatorial family, who was well-known for his eloquence while he was alive. However, the works he left behind are not held in the same regard. In reality, he succeeded more through speed than precision; just as the detailed works of others thrive long after them, the captivating beauty of Haterius's voice, along with his unique fluency, died with him.
In the Consulship of Marcus Licinius and Lucius Calpurnius, the casualty of an instant, its beginning unforeseen, and ended as soon as begun, equalled in calamity the slaughter and overthrow of mighty armies. One Atilius had undertaken to erect an amphitheatre at Fidena, {Footnote: Castel Giubileo, near Rome.} there to exhibit a combat of gladiators: he was of the race of freedmen, and as he began it from no exuberance of wealth, nor to court popularity amongst the inhabitants, but purely for the meanness of gain, he neither established solid foundations, nor raised the timber-work with sufficient compactness. Thither thronged from Rome those of every sex and age, eager for such shows; as during the reign of Tiberius they were debarred from diversions at home; and, the nearer the place, the greater the crowds: hence the calamity was the more dreadful; for, as the theatre was surcharged with the multitude, the structure burst, and sinking violently in, while its extremities rushed impetuously out, huge was the press of people, who intent upon the gladiators within, or gathered round the walls, were crushed by the deadly ruin, and even buried under it. And verily, they who in the first fury of the havoc were smitten with final death, escaped as far as in such a doleful disaster they could escape, the misery of torture: much more to be lamented were those, who bereft of joints and pieces of their body, were yet not forsaken of life; those who by day could with their eyes behold their wives and children imprisoned in the same ruins; and by night could distinguish them by their groans, and howlings.
In the Consulship of Marcus Licinius and Lucius Calpurnius, an unexpected tragedy struck suddenly, ending just as quickly as it began, equaling the destruction and defeat of large armies. A man named Atilius had set out to build an amphitheater in Fidena, {Footnote: Castel Giubileo, near Rome.} where he planned to host gladiator fights. He was from a background of freedmen, and his motivation wasn't wealth or seeking popularity among locals, but purely for small profits. Because of this, he didn't lay solid foundations or construct the wooden structure properly. People from Rome, of all ages and genders, flocked to watch, especially since they were deprived of entertainment at home during Tiberius's reign; the closer they were to the site, the larger the crowds became. As a result, the disaster was even more horrific; the theater became overcrowded and collapsed, causing a violent surge that pushed the edges outward. Many were crushed or buried under the wreckage while focused on the gladiators inside or gathering around the walls. Indeed, those who were killed immediately in the chaos avoided the agony of torture; but it was far sadder for those who, missing limbs and parts of their bodies, were still alive—able to see their wives and children trapped in the ruins during the day and hear their cries at night.
Now others from abroad excited by the sad tidings, found here their several sorrows: one bewailed his brother, one his kinsman, another his parents: even they whose friends or kindred were absent on a different account, were yet terrified: for, as it was not hitherto distinctly known upon whom the destruction had lighted, the dread was widened by uncertainty. When the ruins began to be removed, great about the dead was the concourse of the living; frequent the kisses and embraces of tenderness and sorrow: and even frequent the contention about the propriety of the dead; where the features distorted by death or bruises, or where parity of age or resemblance of person, had confounded the slain, and led into mistakes their several claimers. Fifty thousand souls were destroyed or maimed by this sad stroke: it was therefore for the future provided by a decree of Senate, "that no man under the qualification of four hundred thousand sesterces, {Footnote: £3,300.} should exhibit the spectacle of gladiators; and no amphitheatre should be founded but upon ground manifestly solid." Atilius was punished with exile. To conclude; during the fresh pangs of this calamity, the doors of the Grandees were thrown open; medicines were everywhere furnished; they who administered medicines, were everywhere employed to attend: and at that juncture the city though sorrowful of aspect, seemed to have recalled the public spirit of the ancient Romans; who, after great battles, constantly relieved the wounded, sustained them by liberality, and restored them with care.
Now, others from far away, stirred by the tragic news, found their own sorrows here: one mourned for his brother, another for his relative, and yet another for his parents. Even those whose friends or family were absent for other reasons were still filled with fear; since it was unclear who had suffered the destruction, the fear was heightened by the uncertainty. As the ruins began to be cleared away, there was a large crowd of the living around the dead; there were many kisses and embraces filled with love and sorrow. There were also frequent disputes about the identities of the dead, where features distorted by death or injuries, or similarities in age or appearance, had confused the victims and led to mistakes among their claimants. Fifty thousand lives were lost or severely injured by this tragic event. Therefore, a Senate decree was established for the future: "No one with less than four hundred thousand sesterces {Footnote: £3,300.} should host a gladiatorial spectacle, and no amphitheater should be built on anything but solid ground." Atilius was exiled as punishment. In conclusion, during the immediate aftermath of this disaster, the doors of the wealthy were wide open; medicines were provided everywhere; those who administered treatments were employed throughout the city. At that moment, although the city appeared sorrowful, it seemed to have recaptured the public spirit of the ancient Romans, who, after great battles, consistently cared for the wounded, supported them generously, and tended to their recovery.
The public agonies from this terrible blow, were not yet deadened, when another supervened; and the city felt the affliction and violence of fire, which with uncommon rage utterly consumed Mount Caelius. "It was a deadly and mournful year," they said, "and under boding omens the Prince had formed the design of his absence." It is the way this of the multitude; who to malignant counsels are wont to ascribe events altogether fortuitous. But the Emperor dissipated their murmurs, by bestowing on each sufferer money to the value of his sufferings: hence he had the thanks of men of rank, in the Senate; and was by the populace rewarded with applauses, "for that without the views of ambition, without the application of friends, he had of his own accord even sought out the unknown, and by his bounty relieved them." It was likewise moved and decreed in Senate, "that Mount Caelius should be for the future styled Mount Augustus, since there the statue of Tiberius, standing in the house of Junius the Senator, escaped unhurt in the flames, though devouring all round them:" it was remembered, that the same rare exemption had formerly happened to Claudia Pulchra; that her statue being twice spared by the fury of fire, had thence been placed and consecrated by our ancestors in the Temple of the Mother of the Gods. Thus sacred were the Claudian race, and dear to the deities; and therefore the place, where the Gods had testified such mighty honour towards the Prince, ought to be dignified with consecration.
The public suffering from this terrible blow hadn't even eased when another hit; the city experienced the pain and destruction of a fire that, with unusual fury, completely consumed Mount Caelius. "It was a deadly and tragic year," they said, "and under ominous signs, the Prince planned to be absent." This is what happens with the masses, who tend to blame random events on malicious advice. But the Emperor calmed their complaints by giving each victim money that matched their suffering: as a result, he earned the gratitude of the nobles in the Senate and received applause from the people "because, without any ambitions or help from friends, he willingly sought out those in need and helped them with his generosity." It was also proposed and decided in the Senate that "Mount Caelius should henceforth be called Mount Augustus, since there the statue of Tiberius, located in the house of Senator Junius, survived the flames unharmed, even while everything around it was consumed." It was recalled that this same rare survival had happened before with Claudia Pulchra; her statue had been spared from fire twice and was subsequently placed and honored by our ancestors in the Temple of the Mother of the Gods. Thus, the Claudian family was seen as sacred and cherished by the deities, and so the site where the Gods showed such great honor to the Prince deserved to be consecrated.
It will not be impertinent to insert here, that this mount was of old named Querquetulanus, from a grove of oak which grew thick upon it. It was afterwards called Mount Caelius, from Caeles Vibenna, who having led to Rome a body of Tuscan auxiliaries, was presented with that settlement by Tarquinius Priscus, or some other of our kings; for in this particular, writers differ: about other circumstances there remains no dispute; that these forces were very numerous, and extended their dwellings all along the plain below, as far as the Forum. Hence the Tuscan Street, so called after these strangers.
It’s worth mentioning that this hill was once called Querquetulanus because of the thick grove of oak trees that grew on it. Later, it was named Mount Caelius after Caeles Vibenna, who brought a group of Tuscan auxiliaries to Rome. He was given that area by Tarquinius Priscus, or possibly another one of our kings; historians have differing views on this matter. However, there’s no disagreement about the fact that these forces were quite large, and their settlements stretched all the way along the plain below, reaching up to the Forum. This is how Tuscan Street got its name, after these newcomers.
Tiberius, having dedicated the temples in Campania; though he had by an edict warned the public, "that none should interrupt his quiet;" and though soldiers were posted to keep off all confluence from the neighbouring towns; nevertheless, hating the towns themselves, and the colonies, and every part in the continent, imprisoned himself in Capreae, {Footnote: Capri.} an island disjoined from the point of the Cape of Surrentum by a channel of three miles. I should chiefly believe that he was taken with its solitude, as the sea above it is void of havens, as the stations for the smallest vessels are few and difficult, and as none could put in unperceived by the Guards. The genius of the climate is mild in winter, from the shelter of a mountain which intercepts the rigour of the winds: its summers are refreshed by gales from the west; and the sea open all round it, makes a delightful view: from thence too was beheld a most lovely landscape, before the eruptions of Mount Vesuvius had changed the face of the prospect. It is the tradition of fame that the Greeks occupied the opposite region, and that Capreae was particularly inhabited by the Teleboi. However it were, Tiberius then confined his retirement to twelve villas, their names famous of old and their structure sumptuous. And the more intent he had formerly been upon public cares, he became now so much the more buried in dark debauches, and resigned over to mischievous privacy: for, there remained still in him his old bent to suspicions, and rash faith in informers; qualities which even at Rome Sejanus had always fostered, and here inflamed more vigorously; his devices against Agrippina and Nero being no longer a secret. About them guards were placed, by whom every petty circumstance, the messages they sent or received, their visits and company, their open behaviour, their private conversation, were all as it were minuted into journals: there were others, too, instructed to warn them to fly to the armies in Germany; or that embracing the statue of the deified Augustus in the great Forum, they would there implore the aid and protection of the Senate and People of Rome. And these counsels, though rejected by them, were fathered and charged upon them, as just ripe for execution.
Tiberius, after dedicating the temples in Campania, had warned the public with an edict that "no one should disturb his peace," and soldiers were stationed to prevent crowds from the nearby towns. However, despising the towns, the colonies, and everything on the mainland, he isolated himself on Capreae, {Footnote: Capri.} an island separated from the Cape of Surrentum by a three-mile channel. I believe he was drawn to its solitude since the sea around it has no harbors, the spots for even the smallest boats are scarce and hard to access, and no one could land without being seen by the guards. The climate there is mild in winter due to a mountain that blocks harsh winds; summers are cool with breezes from the west, and the open seas surrounding it offer a beautiful view. From there, one could also see a stunning landscape, before the eruptions of Mount Vesuvius changed the scenery. Legend has it that the Greeks settled in the opposite region, and that Capreae was specifically inhabited by the Teleboi. Regardless, Tiberius confined his retreat to twelve villas, known for their historical significance and lavish design. The more he had been focused on public matters, the more he sank into dark indulgences and secluded behaviors; he still held onto his old tendencies toward suspicion and his impulsive trust in informers—traits that Sejanus had nurtured in Rome and that now flared even more intensely. His plots against Agrippina and Nero were no longer secret. Guards were placed around them, documenting every small detail—the messages they sent or received, their visitors and companions, their public behavior, and private conversations—as if keeping a log. Others were also instructed to warn them to flee to the armies in Germany or, by embracing the statue of the deified Augustus in the great Forum, to seek the aid and protection of the Senate and People of Rome. Even though they rejected this advice, it was attributed to them as if they were ready to put it into action.
BOOK V. — A.D. 29-31.
In the Consulship of Rubellius and Fusius, each surnamed Geminus, died Julia Augusta, the mother of Tiberius, in the extremity of age. She was descended from the Claudian house; adopted through her father into the Livian family; into the Julian, by Augustus; and both by adoption and descent, signally noble: her first marriage was with Tiberius Nero; and by him she had children: her husband, after the surrender of Perusia, {Footnote: Perugia.} in the Civil War, became a fugitive; but, upon peace made between Sextus Pompeius and the Triumvirate, returned to Rome. Afterwards, Octavius Caesar smitten with her beauty, snatched her from her husband; whether with or against her own inclinations, is uncertain; but with such precipitation, that, without staying for her delivery, he married her yet big with child by Tiberius. Henceforward she had no issue; but, by the marriage of Germanicus and Agrippina, her blood came to be mixed with that of Augustus in their great-grandchildren. In her domestic deportment, she conformed to the venerable model of antiquity; but with more complaisance than was allowed by the ladies of old: an easy courteous wife, an ambitious mother; and well comporting with the nice arts of her husband, and the dissimulation of her son: her funeral was moderate, and her last will lay long unfulfilled: her encomium was pronounced in public by Caligula, her grandson, {Footnote: Great-grandson.} afterwards Emperor.
In the Consulship of Rubellius and Fusius, both called Geminus, Julia Augusta, the mother of Tiberius, passed away at an old age. She came from the Claudian family; adopted by her father into the Livian family and by Augustus into the Julian family, she was notably noble through both birth and adoption. Her first marriage was to Tiberius Nero, with whom she had children. After Perusia fell during the Civil War, her husband became a fugitive, but returned to Rome when a peace was negotiated between Sextus Pompeius and the Triumvirate. Later, Octavius Caesar, captivated by her beauty, took her from her husband; it's unclear whether she wanted this or not, but he acted so quickly that he married her while she was still pregnant with Tiberius's child. After that, she had no more children, but through the marriage of Germanicus and Agrippina, her lineage was mixed with Augustus’s in their great-grandchildren. In her home life, she adhered to the respected traditions of the past but was more agreeable than the women of earlier times: a gracious wife and an ambitious mother, adept at navigating the subtle skills of her husband and the cunning of her son. Her funeral was modest, and her last wishes remained unfulfilled for a long time; her praise was given publicly by her grandson Caligula, who later became Emperor.
Tiberius by a letter excused himself to the Senate, for not having paid his last offices to his mother; and, though he rioted in private luxury without abatement, pleaded "the multitude of public affairs." He likewise abridged the honours decreed to her memory, and, of a large number, admitted but very few: for this restriction he pretended modesty, and added, "that no religious worship should be appointed her; for that the contrary was her own choice." Nay, in a part of the same letter, he censured feminine friendships; obliquely upbraiding the Consul Fusius, a man highly distinguished by the favour of Augusta, and dexterous to engage and cajole the affections of women; a gay talker, and one accustomed to play upon Tiberius with biting sarcasms; the impressions of which never die in the hearts of Princes.
Tiberius, in a letter, explained to the Senate why he hadn’t shown his last respects to his mother. While he indulged in personal luxury without restraint, he claimed it was due to "the number of public affairs." He also reduced the honors that had been proposed in her memory, accepting only a few of them. He pretended this was out of modesty and stated, "that no religious worship should be established for her, as she herself chose otherwise." Furthermore, in part of the same letter, he criticized female friendships, subtly reproaching Consul Fusius, a man well-known for Augusta’s favor, who was skilled at winning and flattering women’s affections; he was a charming conversationalist and often used sharp sarcasm against Tiberius, which stuck with princes for a long time.
From this moment, the domination waxed completely outrageous and devouring: for while she lived, some refuge still remained, as the observance of Tiberius towards his mother was ever inviolate; nor durst Sejanus arrogate precedence of the authority of a parent: but now, as let loose from all restraint, they broke out with unbridled fury: so that letters were despatched avowedly against Agrippina and Nero; and as they were read in the Senate soon after the death of Augusta, the people believed them to have been sent before and by her suppressed. The expressions were elaborately bitter; and yet by them no hostile purpose of taking arms, no endeavour to change the State, was objected to the youth; but only "the love of boys, and other impure pleasures:" against Agrippina he durst not even feign so much; and therefore arraigned "her haughty looks, her impetuous and stubborn spirit." The Senate were struck with deep silence and affright: but, as particular men will always be drawing personal favour from public miseries, there were some who, having no hopes founded upon uprightness, demanded that "they should proceed upon the letters:" amongst these the foremost in zeal was Cotta Messalinus, with a terrible motion: but, the other leading men, and chiefly the magistrates, were embarrassed by fear: for Tiberius, though he had sent them a flaming invective, left all the rest a riddle.
From this moment, the control became completely outrageous and consuming: while she was alive, some refuge still existed, as Tiberius always treated his mother with respect; nor would Sejanus dare to take precedence over a parent's authority. But now, unleashed from all restraint, they erupted with unrestrained fury, sending letters openly against Agrippina and Nero. When these letters were read in the Senate shortly after Augusta's death, the people believed they had been sent earlier and hidden by her. The words were extremely harsh; yet, there was no accusation of plotting rebellion or attempts to change the government against the young man, just claims about "boy love and other immoral pleasures." He didn't even dare to pretend such things against Agrippina; instead, he criticized her "arrogant looks and fiery, stubborn spirit." The Senate was struck with deep silence and fear; however, as individuals often capitalize on public suffering, some with no hope based on integrity insisted that "they should act on the letters." Among these, the most eager was Cotta Messalinus, with a harsh proposal. Meanwhile, the other leaders, especially the magistrates, were paralyzed with fear; for Tiberius, despite sending them a fiery accusation, left everything else a mystery.
In the Senate was one Junius Rusticus, appointed by the Emperor to keep a journal of their proceedings, and therefore thought well acquainted with his purposes. This man, by some fatal impulse (for he had never before shown any instance of magnanimity) or blinded by deceitful policy, while forgetful of present and impending dangers, he dreaded future possibilities, joined the party that hesitated, and even warned the Consuls "not to begin the debate:" he argued "that in a short moment the highest affairs might take a new turn: and an interval ought to be allowed to the old man to change his passion into remorse." At the same time, the people, carrying with them the images of Agrippina and Nero, gathered about the Senate, and proclaiming their good wishes for the prosperity of the Emperor, cried earnestly, "that the letters were counterfeit; and, against the consent of the Prince, the doom of his family was pursued:" so that nothing tragical was that day transacted. There were also dispersed amongst them several speeches, said to have been uttered in Senate by the Consulars, as their motions and advices against Sejanus; but all framed, and with the more petulance as the several authors exercised their satirical wit in the dark. Hence Sejanus boiled with greater rage, and hence had a handle for branding the Senate, "that by them the anguish and resentments of the Prince were despised: the people were revolted; popular and disaffected harangues were publicly read and listened to: new and arbitrary acts of Senate were passed and published: what more remained, but to arm the populace and place at their head, as leaders and Imperial commanders, those whose images they had already chosen for standards?"
In the Senate, there was a man named Junius Rusticus, who had been appointed by the Emperor to keep a record of their discussions and was therefore thought to be well-informed about his intentions. This man, driven by some unfortunate urge (since he had never previously shown any signs of courage) or misled by cunning strategies, while ignoring both current and looming dangers and fearing future possibilities, aligned himself with the hesitant group. He even cautioned the Consuls "not to start the debate," arguing that "in a brief moment, the most important matters could take a turn for the worse: and some time should be given for the old man to shift his anger into regret." Meanwhile, the people, carrying the images of Agrippina and Nero, gathered around the Senate, expressing their hopes for the Emperor's success, insisting fervently that "the letters were fake; and, against the will of the Prince, his family's fate was being pursued," so nothing tragic happened that day. There were also various speeches circulated among them, claiming to have been delivered in the Senate by the Consulars, as they put forth their motions and advice against Sejanus; but all were crafted, with even more sarcasm, as the different authors showcased their biting wit in secret. As a result, Sejanus was filled with even greater fury and used this as evidence to accuse the Senate of ignoring the pain and anger of the Prince: the people were turning against them; fiery and disloyal speeches were publicly read and heard; new and arbitrary acts of the Senate were passed and announced; what more was left, but to arm the populace and place at their forefront, as leaders and Imperial commanders, those whose images they had already chosen as their standards?
Tiberius having therefore repeated his reproaches against his grandson and daughter-in-law: having chastised the people by an edict, and complained to the Senate, "that by the fraud of a single Senator the Imperial dignity should be battled and insulted, required that the whole affair should be left to himself, entire and untouched." The Senate hesitated no longer, but instantly proceeded, not now in truth to decree penalties and capital vengeance; for that was forbid them; but to testify "how ready they were to inflict just punishments, and that they were only interrupted by the power and pleasure of the Prince."...
Tiberius, having once again criticized his grandson and daughter-in-law, issued a public decree to reprimand the people and expressed his grievances to the Senate, stating, "It’s unacceptable that the integrity of the Imperial office is being challenged and disrespected by the deceit of a single Senator. I demand that this whole matter be dealt with by me alone, without interference." The Senate no longer hesitated, and immediately took action, not to impose penalties or execute revenge—which they were forbidden to do—but to show that they were fully willing to apply just punishments, and that their efforts were being obstructed only by the authority and preferences of the Emperor.
{Here begins a lamentable chasm in this "Annal" for almost three years; and by it we have lost the detail of the most remarkable incidents in this reign, the exile of Agrippina into the Isle of Pandataria; of Nero, into that of Pontia; and the murder of both there by the orders of Tiberius: the conspiracy and execution of Sejanus, with that of all his friends and dependents: the further wickedness of Livia, and her death.}
{i>Here begins a regrettable gap in this "Annal" for almost three years; and because of it, we've lost the details of the most remarkable events in this reign, including the exile of Agrippina to the Isle of Pandataria; of Nero, to the Isle of Pontia; and the murder of both there by Tiberius's orders: the conspiracy and execution of Sejanus, along with all his friends and supporters: the further wickedness of Livia, and her death.}
Now though the rage of the populace was expiring, and though most men were mollified by former executions; it was determined to condemn the other children of Sejanus. They were therefore carried both to prison, the boy sensible of his impending doom; but the girl so ignorant, that she frequently asked; "For what offence? and whither did they drag her? she would do so no more; and they might take the rod and whip her." The writers of that time relate, "that as it was a thing unheard, for a virgin to suffer capital punishment, she was deflowered by the executioner just before he tied the rope; and that being both strangled, the tender bodies of these children were cast into the place where the carcasses of malefactors are exposed, before they are flung into the Tiber."...
Now, although the anger of the people was fading, and most were calmed by previous executions, it was decided to condemn the other children of Sejanus. They were taken to prison, with the boy aware of his impending fate; but the girl was so clueless that she often asked, "What did I do wrong? Where are they taking me? I won't do it again; they can just punish me." The writers of that time report that it was unheard of for a virgin to face execution, so she was violated by the executioner just before he tied the rope; and after being strangled, the fragile bodies of these children were tossed into the spot where the bodies of criminals are displayed before being dumped into the Tiber.
BOOK VI. — A.D. 32-37.
Cneius Domitius and Camillus Scribonianus had begun their Consulship, when the Emperor, having crossed the channel between Capreae {Footnote: Capri.} and Surrentum, {Footnote: Sorrento.} sailed along the shore of Campania; unresolved whether he should proceed to Rome; or counterfeiting a show of coming, because he had determined not to come. He often approached to the neighbourhood of the city, and even visited the gardens upon the Tiber; but at last resumed his old retirement, the gloomy rocks and solitude of the sea, ashamed of his cruelties, and abominable lusts; in which he rioted so outrageously, that after the fashion of royal tyrants, the children of ingenuous parentage became the objects of his pollution: nor in them was he struck with a lovely face only, or the graces of their persons; but in some their amiable and childish innocence, in others their nobility and the glory of their ancestors, became the provocatives of his unnatural passion. Then likewise were devised the filthy names, till then unknown, of the Sellarii and Spintriae, expressing the odious lewdness of the place, and the manifold postures and methods of prostitution practised in it. For supplying his lust with these innocent victims, he entertained, in his service professed procurers, to look them out and carry them off. The willing they encouraged with presents, the backward they terrified with threats; and upon such parents or kindred as withheld the infants, they exercised force, seizure, and, as upon so many captives, every species of licentious rage.
Cneius Domitius and Camillus Scribonianus had begun their Consulship when the Emperor, having crossed the water between Capreae {Footnote: Capri.} and Surrentum {Footnote: Sorrento.}, sailed along the coast of Campania. He was unsure whether to head to Rome or feign an intention to come, since he had decided not to go. He often got close to the city and even visited the gardens along the Tiber, but eventually returned to his old seclusion among the gloomy rocks and solitude of the sea, ashamed of his cruelties and despicable desires. He indulged so excessively that, like royal tyrants, the children of noble lineage became the targets of his depravity. He was not only attracted to them for their looks or physical beauty; in some, their charming and innocent youth, and in others, their nobility and the honor of their ancestors fueled his unnatural cravings. He also came up with disgusting terms, previously unknown, like Sellarii and Spintriae, to describe the vile lewdness of the place and the various acts and methods of prostitution practiced there. To satisfy his lust with these innocent victims, he employed professional procurers to find and abduct them. They encouraged those who were willing with gifts, while they intimidated those who resisted with threats. Against parents or relatives who tried to protect the children, they used force, seizure, and unleashed every kind of reckless aggression as if they were capturing prisoners.
At Rome in the beginning of the year, as if the iniquities of Livia had been but just discovered, and not even long since punished, furious orders were passed against her statues too, and memory; with another, "that the effects of Sejanus should be taken from the public treasury, and placed in that of the Emperor:" as if this vain translation could any wise avail the State. And yet such was the motion of these great names, the Scipios, the Silani, and the Cassii; who urged it, each almost in the same words, but all with mighty zeal and earnestness: when all on a sudden, Togonius Gallus, while he would be thrusting his own meanness amongst names so greatly illustrious, became the object of derision: for he besought the Prince "to choose a body of Senators of whom twenty, drawn by lot and under arms, should wait upon him and defend his person, as often as he entered the Senate." He had been weak enough to credit a letter from the Emperor, requiring "the guard and protection of one of the Consuls, that he might return in safety from Capreae to Rome." Tiberius however returned thanks to the Senate for such an instance of affection; but as he was wont to mix pleasantry with things serious, he asked, "How was it to be executed? what Senators were to be chosen? who to be omitted? whether always the same, or a continued succession? whether young Senators, or such as had borne dignities? whether those who were Magistrates, or those exercising no magistracy? moreover what a becoming figure they would make, grave Senators, men of the gown, under arms at the entrance of the Senate! in truth he held not his life of such importance, to have it thus protected by arms." So much in answer to Togonius, without asperity of words; nor did he farther, than this, press them to cancel the motion.
At the beginning of the year in Rome, as if Livia's wrongdoings had just come to light and had only recently faced consequences, angry orders were issued against her statues and memory. Another order stated that the assets of Sejanus should be taken from the public treasury and placed in the Emperor's treasury, as if this meaningless transfer could somehow benefit the state. Yet, such was the influence of these notable figures—the Scipios, the Silani, and the Cassii—who all pushed for it, using nearly the same words but with great enthusiasm and urgency. Then suddenly, Togonius Gallus, attempting to insert himself among such illustrious names, became the target of ridicule. He asked the Prince "to select a group of Senators, with twenty picked by lot and armed, to accompany him and protect him whenever he entered the Senate." He had been foolish enough to believe a letter from the Emperor asking for "the guard and protection of one of the Consuls so he could safely return from Capreae to Rome." However, Tiberius thanked the Senate for this show of affection, but, as was his style of mixing humor with serious matters, he asked, "How will this be carried out? Which Senators will be chosen? Who will be left out? Will it always be the same ones, or will there be a rotation? Will they be younger Senators or those who have held office? Will they be Magistrates or those without any official role? And how fitting would it be to have serious Senators, wearing togas, armed at the entrance of the Senate! Honestly, he did not consider his life so important that it needed that kind of armed protection." This was his response to Togonius, without any harshness in his words; he didn’t push them further to cancel the motion.
But Junius Gallio escaped not thus. He had proposed "that the Praetorian soldiers, having accomplished their term of service, should thence acquire the privilege of sitting in the fourteen rows of the theatre allotted to the Roman knights." Upon him Tiberius fell with violent wrath, and, as if present, demanded, what business had he with the soldiers? men whose duty bound them to observe only the orders of the Emperor, and from the Emperor alone to receive their rewards. Gallio had forsooth discovered a recompense which had escaped the sagacity of the deified Augustus? Or was it not rather a project started by a mercenary of Sejanus, to raise sedition and discord; a project tending to debauch the rude minds of the soldiers with the show and bait of new honour; to corrupt their discipline, and set them loose from military restrictions? This reward, had the studied flattery of Gallio; who was instantly expelled the Senate, and then Italy: nay, it became a charge upon him, that his exile would be too easy, having for the place of it chosen Lesbos, an island noble and delightful; he was therefore haled back to Rome and confined a prisoner in the house of a Magistrate. Tiberius in the same letter demanded the doom of Sextus Paconianus, formerly Praetor, to the extreme joy of the Senate, as he was a man bold and mischievous, one armed with snares, and continually diving into the purposes and secret transactions of all men; and one chosen by Sejanus, for plotting the overthrow of Caligula. When this was now laid open, the general hate and animosities long since conceived against him, broke violently out, and had he not offered to make a discovery, he had been instantly condemned to death.
But Junius Gallio didn't get off that easily. He had suggested "that the Praetorian soldiers, after completing their service, should gain the right to sit in the fourteen rows of the theater reserved for the Roman knights." Tiberius reacted with extreme anger, questioning what Gallio had to do with the soldiers—men who were obligated to follow only the orders of the Emperor and receive their rewards solely from him. Did Gallio really think he had found a reward that even the divine Augustus had overlooked? Or was this just a scheme promoted by a lackey of Sejanus to incite rebellion and unrest; an idea meant to distract the soldiers with the allure of new honors, corrupt their discipline, and free them from military regulations? This proposal was clearly just a result of Gallio's calculated flattery; he was swiftly expelled from the Senate and then from Italy. It was even claimed that his exile was too lenient since he chose the beautiful island of Lesbos as his destination; as a result, he was forcibly brought back to Rome and imprisoned in the house of a magistrate. In the same letter, Tiberius also demanded the punishment of Sextus Paconianus, a former Praetor, which delighted the Senate as he was a bold troublemaker, skilled at deceiving others and always snooping into everyone’s plans and confidential dealings; he had also been chosen by Sejanus to conspire against Caligula. Once this information came to light, the long-standing hatred and animosity towards him erupted fiercely, and had he not offered to provide information, he would have been immediately sentenced to death.
The next impeached was Cotta Messalinus, the author of every the most bloody counsel, and thence long and intensely hated. The first opportunity was therefore snatched to fall upon him with a combination of crimes; as that he had called Caius Caligula by the feminine name of Caia Caligula, and branded him with constuprations of both kinds; that when he celebrated among the Priests the birthday of Augusta, he had styled the entertainment a funeral supper; and that complaining of the great sway of Marcus Lepidus, and of Lucius Arruntius, with whom he had a suit about money, he had added; "they indeed will be supported by the Senate, but I by my little Tiberius." {Footnote: Tiberiolus meus.} Of all this he stood exposed to conviction by men of the first rank in Rome; who being earnest to attack him, he appealed to Caesar: from whom soon after a letter was brought in behalf of Cotta; in it he recounted "the beginning of their friendship," repeated "his many good services to himself," and desired "that words perversely construed, and humorous tales told at an entertainment, might not be wrested into crimes."
The next to be impeached was Cotta Messalinus, known for his brutal advice and deeply disliked for a long time. So, the first chance was taken to accuse him of a mix of crimes, including calling Caius Caligula by the feminine name Caia Caligula and implying he had engaged in both types of sexual misconduct; when he celebrated Augusta's birthday among the priests, he referred to the event as a funeral supper; and while complaining about the influence of Marcus Lepidus and Lucius Arruntius, with whom he had a financial dispute, he said, "they will be backed by the Senate, but I have my little Tiberius." {Footnote: Tiberiolus meus.} He faced accusations from some of the most prominent men in Rome; eager to attack him, he appealed to Caesar. Shortly after, a letter came in support of Cotta from Caesar, in which he recounted "the start of their friendship," mentioned "his many good services to himself," and requested that "misunderstood words and jokes made at a gathering should not be twisted into crimes."
Most remarkable was the beginning of that letter; for in these words he introduced it: "What to write you, Conscript Fathers, or in what manner to write, or what at all not to write at this instant; if I can determine, may all the Deities, Gods and Goddesses, doom me still to more cruel agonies than those under which I feel myself perishing daily." So closely did the bloody horror of his cruelties and infamy haunt this man of blood, and became his torturers! Nor was it at random what the wisest of all men {Footnote: Socrates.} was wont to affirm, that if the hearts of tyrants were displayed, in them might be seen deadly wounds and gorings, and all the butcheries of fear and rage; seeing what the severity of stripes is to the body, the same to the soul is the bitter anguish of cruelty, lust, and execrable pursuits. To Tiberius not his imperial fortune, not his gloomy and inaccessible solitudes could ensure tranquillity; nor exempt him from feeling and even avowing the rack in his breast and the avenging furies that pursued him.
Most striking was the start of that letter; for with these words he began: "What should I write to you, Conscript Fathers, or how should I write, or what absolutely should I not write at this moment; if I could choose, may all the Deities, Gods, and Goddesses condemn me to even more brutal sufferings than those that make me feel like I'm dying every day." The bloody horror of his own cruelty and infamy haunted this man so much that they became his torturers! It wasn’t a coincidence that the wisest of all men, {Footnote: Socrates.} often claimed that if tyrants’ hearts were laid bare, you would see deadly wounds and scars, and all the horrors of fear and rage; just as physical punishment is severe for the body, the same bitter anguish of cruelty, lust, and vile pursuits is severe for the soul. For Tiberius, not even his royal status or his dark, isolated hideaways could bring him peace; nor could they shield him from the pain in his heart and the vengeful furies that hunted him down.
After this, it was left to the discretion of the Senate to proceed as they listed against Caecilianus the Senator, "who had loaded Cotta with many imputations;" and it was resolved, "to subject him to the same penalties inflicted upon Aruseius and Sanquinius, the accusers of Lucius Annuntius." A more signal instance of honour than this had never befallen Cotta; who noble in truth, but through luxury indigent, and, for the baseness of his crimes, detestable, was by the dignity of this amends equalled in character to the most venerable reputation and virtues of Arruntius.
After this, the Senate had the freedom to act against Caecilianus the Senator, "who had burdened Cotta with many accusations;" and it was decided "to impose the same penalties on him as those enforced on Aruseius and Sanquinius, the accusers of Lucius Annuntius." Cotta had never experienced a greater acknowledgment of honor; he was truly noble, but because of his indulgence, he was in financial distress, and due to the shame of his offenses, he was detestable. Yet, through the significance of this reparation, he was matched in reputation and virtue to the most esteemed qualities of Arruntius.
About the same time died Lucius Piso, the Pontiff; and, by a felicity, then rare in so much splendour and elevation, died by the course of nature. The author he never himself was of any servile motion, and ever wise in moderating such motions from others, where necessity enforced his assent. That his father had sustained the sublime office of Censor, I have before remembered: he himself lived to fourscore years, and for his warlike feats in Thrace, had obtained the glory of triumph. But from hence arose his most distinguished glory, that being created Governor of Rome, a jurisdiction newly instituted, and the more difficult, as not yet settled into public reverence, he tempered it wonderfully and possessed it long.
Around the same time, Lucius Piso, the Pontiff, passed away naturally, which was quite rare given his high status and prominence. He was never one to act servilely and was always wise in managing such behavior in others when necessity required his agreement. I have previously mentioned that his father held the esteemed position of Censor. He himself lived to be eighty years old and gained glory for his military achievements in Thrace. However, his most notable accomplishment came when he was appointed Governor of Rome, a newly established role that was particularly challenging due to its lack of established respect; he managed it remarkably well and held the position for a long time.
For, of old, to supply the absence of the Kings, and afterwards of the Consuls, that the city might not remain without a ruler, a temporary Magistrate was appointed to administer justice, and watch over exigencies: and it is said that by Romulus was deputed Denter Romulius; Numa Marcius, by Tullus Hostilius; and by Tarquin the Proud, Spurius Lucretius. The same delegation was made by the Consuls; and there remains still a shadow of the old institution, when during the Latin festival, one is authorised to discharge the Consular function. Moreover, Augustus during the Civil Wars, committed to Cilnius Maecenas of the Equestrian Order, the Government of Rome and of all Italy. Afterwards, when sole master of the Empire, and moved by the immense multitude of people and the slowness of relief from the laws, he chose a Consular to bridle the licentiousness of the slaves, and to awe such turbulent citizens as are only quiet from the dread of chastisement. Messala Corvinus was the first invested with this authority, and in a few days dismissed, as a man insufficient to discharge it. It was then filled by Taurus Statilius, who, though very ancient, sustained it with signal honour. After him Piso held it for twenty years, with a credit so high and uninterrupted, that he was distinguished with a public funeral, by decree of the Senate.
In the past, to fill the leadership void left by the Kings, and later the Consuls, a temporary Magistrate was appointed to administer justice and manage urgent matters, so the city wouldn't be without a ruler. It is said that Romulus appointed Denter Romulius; Numa Marcius was appointed by Tullus Hostilius; and Spurius Lucretius was appointed by Tarquin the Proud. The same appointment was made by the Consuls; a remnant of this old practice still exists today, as one is authorized to perform the Consular duties during the Latin festival. Additionally, during the Civil Wars, Augustus entrusted Cilnius Maecenas, from the Equestrian Order, with the governance of Rome and all of Italy. Later, when he became the sole ruler of the Empire, worried by the large number of people and the slow relief offered by the laws, he chose a Consular to control the unruliness of the slaves and to keep in check those turbulent citizens who were only peaceful out of fear of punishment. Messala Corvinus was the first to hold this position but was dismissed after a few days for being unable to handle it. Taurus Statilius then took over, and despite his old age, he managed it with great honor. After him, Piso held the role for twenty years with such high and consistent respect that he was awarded a public funeral by a Senate decree.
A motion was thereafter made in Senate by Quinctilianus, Tribune of the People, concerning a Book of the Sibyl, which Caninius Gallus, one of the College of Fifteen, had prayed "might be received by a decree amongst the rest of that Prophetess." The decree passed without opposition, but was followed by letters from Tiberius. In them having gently chid the Tribune, "as young and therefore unskilled in the ancient usages," he upbraided Gallus, "that he who was so long practised in the science of sacred ceremonies, should without taking the opinion of his own college, without the usual reading and deliberation with the other Priests, deal, by surprise, with a thin Senate, to admit a prophetic book of an uncertain author." He also advertised them "of the conduct of Augustus, who, to suppress the multitude of fictious predictions everywhere published under the solemn name of the Sibyl, had ordained, that within a precise day, they should be carried to the City Praetor; and made it unlawful to keep them in private hands." The same had likewise been decreed by our ancestors, when after the burning of the capitol in the Social War, the Rhymes of the Sibyl (whether there were but one, or more) were everywhere sought, in Samos, Ilium, and Erythrae, through Africa too and Sicily and all the Roman colonies, with injunctions to the Priests, that, as far as human wit could enable them, they would separate the genuine. Therefore, upon this occasion also, the book was subjected to the inspection of the Quindecimvirate.
A motion was later introduced in the Senate by Quinctilianus, Tribune of the People, regarding a Book of the Sibyl. Caninius Gallus, a member of the College of Fifteen, requested that it be accepted by decree alongside the other works of that Prophetess. The decree passed without any objections, but it was followed by letters from Tiberius. In those letters, he gently scolded the Tribune, saying he was "young and therefore inexperienced in the ancient customs," and criticized Gallus for acting without consulting his college. Tiberius pointed out that Gallus, who was experienced in sacred ceremonies, shouldn't have surprised a thin Senate with the admission of a prophetic book of unknown authorship without the usual readings and discussions with other Priests. He also reminded them of Augustus's actions, who, to curb the spread of false predictions published under the solemn name of the Sibyl, had ordered that they be presented to the City Praetor within a specific timeframe and made it illegal to keep them privately. Similar measures had been enacted by our ancestors after the Capitol burned during the Social War, when the Sibylline Oracles (whether there was one or more) were actively sought across Samos, Ilium, Erythrae, Africa, Sicily, and all Roman colonies, with instructions to the Priests to distinguish the authentic ones as best as they could. Therefore, on this occasion as well, the book was subjected to the review of the Quindecimvirate.
Under the same Consuls, the dearth of corn had nigh raised a sedition. The populace for many days urged their wants and demands in the public theatre, with a licentiousness towards the Emperor, higher than usual. He was alarmed with this bold spirit, and censured the Magistrates and Senate, "that they had not by the public authority quelled the people." He recounted "the continued supplies of grain which he had caused to be imported; from what provinces, and in how much greater abundance than those procured by Augustus." So that for correcting the populace, a decree passed framed in the strain of ancient severity: nor less vigorous was the edict published by the Consuls. His own silence, which he hoped would be taken by the people as an instance of moderation, was by them imputed to his pride.
Under the same Consuls, the shortage of grain nearly caused a riot. The people complained about their needs and demands in the public theater for many days, showing more disrespect towards the Emperor than usual. He was alarmed by this boldness and scolded the Magistrates and Senate for not using public authority to control the crowd. He pointed out the consistent grain supplies he had arranged to be imported, highlighting the provinces they came from and how much more abundant they were compared to those obtained by Augustus. To manage the population, a decree was issued that echoed the strictness of ancient times, and the edict published by the Consuls was equally forceful. His own silence, which he hoped the people would see as a sign of moderation, was instead interpreted by them as arrogance.
In the meanwhile, the whole band of accusers broke loose upon those who augmented their wealth by usury, in contradiction to a law of Caesar the Dictator, "for ascertaining the terms of lending money, and holding mortgages in Italy;" a law waxed long since obsolete, through the selfish passions of men, sacrificing public good to private gain. Usury was, in truth, an inveterate evil in Rome, and the eternal cause of civil discord and seditions, and therefore restrained even in ancient times, while the public manners were not yet greatly corrupted. For, first it was ordained by a law of the twelve tables, "that no man should take higher interest than twelve in the hundred;" when, before, it was exacted at the pleasure of the rich. Afterwards by a regulation of the Tribunes it was reduced to six, and at last was quite abolished. By the people, too, repeated statutes were made, for obviating all elusions, which by whatever frequent expedients repressed, were yet through wonderful devices still springing up afresh. Gracchus the Praetor was therefore now appointed to inquire into the complaints and allegations of the accusers; but, appalled with the multitude of those threatened by the accusation, he had recourse to the Senate. The Fathers also were dismayed (for of this fault not a soul was guiltless) and sought and obtained impunity from the Prince; and a year and six months were granted for balancing all accounts between debtors and creditors, agreeably to the direction of the law.
In the meantime, the entire group of accusers went after those who were increasing their wealth through usury, which went against a law from Caesar the Dictator that was meant to set the terms for lending money and holding mortgages in Italy. This law had long since become outdated due to people's selfish desires, prioritizing personal gain over the public good. Usury was, in fact, a deep-rooted problem in Rome and a constant source of civil conflict and uproar, so it was restricted even in ancient times, when public morals weren’t yet seriously corrupted. Initially, a law from the Twelve Tables stated that no one could charge more than twelve percent interest. Before that, the wealthy charged whatever they wanted. Later, a regulation from the Tribunes lowered it to six percent, and eventually, it was completely abolished. Additionally, the people passed multiple laws to close any loopholes, which, despite various efforts to suppress them, kept popping up in different forms. Gracchus the Praetor was then assigned to investigate the complaints and claims of the accusers; however, overwhelmed by the number of people facing accusations, he turned to the Senate for help. The Senate was also alarmed (since no one was innocent of this wrongdoing) and sought and received immunity from the Prince; they were granted a year and a half to settle all accounts between debtors and creditors, in line with the law's guidance.
Hence a great scarcity of money: for, besides that all debts were at once called in; so many delinquents were condemned, that by the sale of their effects, the current coin was swallowed up in the public treasury, or in that of the Emperor. Against this stagnation, the Senate had provided, "that two-thirds of the debts should by every creditor be laid out upon lands in Italy." But the creditors warned in the whole; {Footnote: Demanded payment in full.} nor could the debtors without breach of faith divide the payment. So that at first, meetings and entreaties were tried; and at last it was contested before the Praetor. And the project applied as a remedy; namely, that the debtor should sell, and the creditor buy, had a contrary operation: for the usurers hoarded up all their treasure for purchasing of lands, and the plenty of estates to be sold, miserably sinking the price; the more men were indebted, the more difficult they found it to sell. Many were utterly stripped of their fortunes; and the ruin of their private patrimony drew headlong with it that of their reputation and all public preferment. The destruction was going on, when the Emperor administered relief, by lending a hundred thousand great sesterces {Footnote: About £830,000.} for three years, without interest; provided each borrower pawned to the people double the value in inheritance. {Footnote: Gave a security to the State, on landed property.} Thus was credit restored; and by degrees private lenders too were found.
There was a serious shortage of money because, along with all debts being called in, so many defaulters were condemned that the sale of their possessions led to much of the available currency being absorbed into the public treasury or that of the Emperor. To address this stagnation, the Senate had decided that "two-thirds of the debts should be invested in lands in Italy" by each creditor. However, creditors demanded full payment, and debtors couldn't split the payment without breaking their trust. Initially, meetings and appeals were attempted, and eventually, the matter was brought to the Praetor's attention. The proposed solution, that the debtor should sell and the creditor should buy, backfired: usurers hoarded their money to buy land, while the large number of properties for sale drastically lowered their prices. The more debt people had, the harder it became for them to sell. Many lost everything, and their financial ruin also dragged down their reputation and any chances for public advancement. Just as this destruction was unfolding, the Emperor intervened by lending a hundred thousand large sesterces for three years, interest-free, on the condition that each borrower pledged double the value of their inheritance as security. In this way, credit was restored, and gradually private lenders emerged as well.
About the same time, Claudia, daughter to Marcus Silanus, was given in marriage to Caligula, who had accompanied his grandfather to Capreae, having always hid under a subdolous guise of modesty, his savage and inhuman spirit: even upon the condemnation of his mother, even for the exile of his brothers, not a word escaped him, not a sigh, nor groan. So blindly observant of Tiberius, that he studied the bent of his temper and seemed to possess it; practised his looks, imitated the change and fashion of his dress, and affected his words and manner of expression. Hence the observation of Passienus the Orator, grew afterwards famous, "that never lived a better slave nor a worse master." Neither would I omit the presage of Tiberius concerning Galba, then Consul. Having sent for him and sifted him upon several subjects, he at last told him in Greek, "and thou, Galba, shalt hereafter taste of Empire;" signifying his late and short sovereignty. This he uttered from his skill in astrology, which at Rhodes he had leisure to learn; and Thrasullus for his teacher, whose capacity he proved by this following trial.
About the same time, Claudia, the daughter of Marcus Silanus, was married to Caligula, who had accompanied his grandfather to Capreae. He always hid his brutal and inhumane nature behind a false appearance of modesty. Even when his mother was condemned and his brothers were exiled, he didn’t utter a word—no sigh, no groan. He was so blindly obedient to Tiberius that he studied his moods and seemed to adopt them; he practiced his expressions, imitated his style of dress, and affected his words and mannerisms. That's why Passienus the Orator's famous remark rings true: "never has there been a better slave nor a worse master." I also wouldn't overlook Tiberius's prophecy about Galba, who was then Consul. After summoning him and questioning him on various topics, Tiberius finally told him in Greek, "and you, Galba, will one day experience power," implying that his reign would be brief and troubled. He made this prediction based on his skills in astrology, which he had time to learn in Rhodes, where Thrasullus was his teacher, and he tested his abilities with the following trial.
As often as he consulted this way concerning any affair, he retired to the roof of the house, attended by one freedman trusted with the secret. This man strong of body, but destitute of letters, guided along the astrologer, whose art Tiberius meant to try, over solitary precipices (for upon a rock the house stood) and, as he returned, if any suspicion arose that his predictions were vain, or that the author designed fraud, cast him headlong into the sea, to prevent his making discoveries. Thrasullus being therefore led over the same rocks, and minutely consulted, his answers were full, and struck Tiberius; as approaching Empire and many future revolutions were specifically foretold him. The artist was then questioned, "whether he had calculated his own nativity, and thence presaged what was to befall him that same year, nay, that very day?" Thrasullus surveying the positions of the stars, and calculating their aspects, began at first to hesitate, then to quake, and the more he meditated, being more and more dismayed with wonder and dread, he at last cried out, "that over him just then hung a boding danger and well-nigh fatal." Forthwith Tiberius embraced him, congratulated him "upon his foresight of perils, and his security from them;" and esteeming his predictions as so many oracles, held him thenceforward in the rank of his most intimate friends.
As often as he consulted about any matter, he would go up to the roof of the house, accompanied by a trusted freedman who knew the secret. This man was physically strong but uneducated, and he led the astrologer, whose skills Tiberius intended to test, across isolated cliffs (since the house was built on a rock). If there were any doubts about the accuracy of the predictions or if there was suspicion of deceit, he would throw the astrologer into the sea to prevent any revelations. Thrasullus, being led across the same rocks and consulted in detail, provided complete answers that left Tiberius impressed, as he specifically predicted his rise to power and many upcoming changes. Tiberius then asked him whether he had calculated his own birth chart and if he could foresee what would happen to him that year, even that very day. Thrasullus, examining the stars and their positions, initially hesitated, then became visibly shaken. The more he thought about it, the more frightened and awed he became, until he finally exclaimed that a dangerous and nearly fatal fate was looming over him. Immediately, Tiberius embraced him, congratulating him on his foresight regarding the dangers and his protection from them, and considering his predictions to be oracles, he ranked him among his closest friends from then on.
For myself, while I listen to these and the like relations, my judgment wavers, whether things human are in their course and rotation determined by Fate and immutable necessity, or left to roll at random. For upon this subject the wisest of the ancients and those addicted to their Sects, are of opposite sentiments. {Footnote: The Epicureans.} Many are of opinion "that to the Gods neither the generation of us men nor our death, and in truth neither men nor the actions of men, are of any importance or concernment: and thence such numberless calamities afflict the upright, while pleasure and prosperity surround the wicked." Others {Footnote: The Stoics.} hold the contrary position, and believe "a Fate to preside over events; a fate however not resulting from wandering stars, but coeval with the first principles of things, and operating by the continued connection of natural causes. Yet their philosophy leaves our course of life in our own free option; but that after the choice is made, the chain of consequences is inevitable: neither is that good or evil, which passes for such in the estimation of the vulgar: many, who seem wounded with adversity, are yet happy; numbers, that wallow in wealth, are yet most wretched: since the first often bear with magnanimity the blows of fortune; and the latter abuse her bounty in baneful pursuits." For the rest, it is common to multitudes of men "to have each their whole future fortunes determined from the moment of their birth: or if some events thwart the prediction, it is through the mistakes of such as pronounce at random, and thence debase the credit of an art, which, both in ages past and our own, hath given signal instances of its certainty." For, to avoid lengthening this digression, I shall remember in its order, how by the son of this same Thrasullus the Empire was predicted to Nero.
For me, while I listen to these and similar stories, I find myself unsure whether human affairs are controlled by Fate and unchangeable necessity, or left to happen by chance. The wisest among the ancients and those dedicated to their philosophies hold opposing views on this matter. {Footnote: The Epicureans.} Many believe that the gods don’t care about our lives, our deaths, or even the actions of humankind: they think that countless misfortunes befall the righteous while pleasure and prosperity surround the wicked. Others {Footnote: The Stoics.} take the opposite stance and believe there is a Fate that governs events; however, this Fate doesn’t come from wandering stars but is as old as the fundamental principles of existence, functioning through the continuous link of natural causes. Still, their philosophy allows us to choose our path in life, but once we've made our choice, the chain of consequences is unavoidable: what the masses consider good or evil often differs from reality; many who appear to struggle with adversity are actually happy, while many who are wealthy are quite miserable, because the former often endure the challenges of fate with strength, whereas the latter misuse their fortune in harmful ways. For others, it is common for many people to believe that their entire future is determined from the moment they are born; or if some occurrences contradict this belief, it’s attributed to the errors of those who make random predictions, thus undermining the credibility of a practice that has, both in the past and in our time, provided clear evidence of its reliability. To avoid dragging out this discussion, I will recall in due time how the son of Thrasullus predicted the Empire's fate for Nero.
During the same Consulship flew abroad the death of Asinius Gallus: that he perished through famine was undoubted; but whether of his own accord, or by constraint, was held uncertain. The pleasure of the Emperor being consulted, "whether he would suffer him to be buried;" he was not ashamed to grant such a piece of mock mercy, nor even to blame the anticipations of casualty, which had withdrawn the criminal, before he was publicly convicted: as if during three intermediate years between his accusation and his death, there wanted time for the trial of an ancient Consular, and the father of so many Consulars. Next perished Drusus, condemned by his grandfather to be starved; but by gnawing the weeds upon which he lay, he by that miserable nourishment protracted life the space of nine days. Some authors relate that, in case Sejanus had resisted and taken arms, Macro had instructions to draw the young man out of confinement (for he was kept in the palace) and set him at the head of the people: afterwards because a report ran, "that the Emperor was about to be reconciled to his daughter-in-law and grandson;" he chose rather to gratify himself by cruelty, than the public by relenting.
During the same Consulship, news broke that Asinius Gallus had died abroad. It was certain that he died from starvation, but it was unclear whether it was by his own choice or forced upon him. When the Emperor was asked if he would allow Gallus to be buried, he shamelessly granted what he called a mock mercy and didn't even criticize the circumstances that had led to the criminal's death before he was publicly convicted. It was as if, during the three years between his accusation and his death, there wasn't enough time for the trial of a former Consul and father to many others. Then Drusus died, having been condemned by his grandfather to starve. However, by chewing on the weeds where he lay, he managed to prolong his life for nine days with that meager nourishment. Some writers say that if Sejanus had resisted and taken up arms, Macro was instructed to take the young man out of confinement (since he was being held in the palace) and place him at the head of the people. Later, since there were rumors that the Emperor was about to reconcile with his daughter-in-law and grandson, he chose to indulge in cruelty rather than show mercy to the public.
Tiberius not satiated with the death of Drusus, even after death pursued him with cruel invectives, and, in a letter to the Senate, charged him with "a body foul with prostitution; with a spirit breathing destruction to his own family, and rage against the Republic;" and ordered to be recited "the minutes of his words and actions, which had been long and daily registered," A proceeding more black with horror could not be devised! That for so many years, there should be those expressly appointed, who were to note down his looks, his groans, his secret and extorted murmurs; that his grandfather should delight to hear the treacherous detail, to read it, and to the public expose it, would appear a series of fraud, meanness and amazement beyond all measure of faith, were it not for the letters of Actius the Centurion, and Didymus the Freedman; who in them declare, particularly, the names of the slaves set purposely to abuse and provoke Drusus, with the several parts they acted; how one struck him going out of his chamber, and how another filled him with terrors and dismay. The Centurion too repeated, as matter of glory, his own language to Drusus, language full of outrage and barbarity, with the words uttered by him under the agonies of famine; that, at first, feigning disorder of spirit, he vented, in the style of a madman, dismal denunciations against Tiberius; but after all hopes of life had forsaken him, then, in steady and deliberate imprecations, he invoked the direful vengeance of the Gods, "that as he had slaughtered his son's wife, slaughtered the son of his brother, and his son's sons, and with slaughters had filled his own house; so they would in justice to the ancestors of the slain, in justice to their posterity, doom him to the dreadful penalties of so many murders." The Senators, in truth, upon this raised a mighty din, under colour of detesting these imprecations: but it was dread which possessed them, and amazement, that he who had been once so dark in the practice of wickedness, and so subtle in the concealment of his bloody spirit, was arrived at such an utter insensibility of shame, that he could thus remove, as it were, the covert of the walls, and represent his own grandson under the ignominious chastisement of a Centurion, torn by the barbarous stripes of slaves, and imploring in vain the last sustenance of life.
Tiberius, not satisfied with Drusus's death, continued to attack him even after he was gone, using harsh insults. In a letter to the Senate, he accused Drusus of having "a body tainted by vice; a spirit that threatened his own family and raged against the Republic;" and he demanded the reading of "the records of his words and actions, which had been written down daily for years." Such a shocking act could hardly be imagined! For so many years, there were people specifically assigned to record his expressions, his groans, his secret and forced murmurs; that his grandfather would take pleasure in hearing these deceitful accounts, reading them, and publicly exposing them seems like an incredible degree of deceit, meanness, and disbelief, were it not for the letters of Actius the Centurion and Didymus the Freedman; who specifically named the slaves who were set up to insult and provoke Drusus, detailing their roles; one struck him as he left his room, while another filled him with fear and anxiety. The Centurion also proudly recounted his own words to Drusus, which were filled with outrage and brutality, including what he said while suffering from hunger; at first, pretending to be out of his mind, he shouted insane curses against Tiberius; but when all hope of survival was gone, he declared steady and calculated curses, calling for the vengeful wrath of the Gods, "that just as he had killed his son's wife, the son of his brother, and his grandsons, and filled his own house with bloodshed; so they would, in justice to the ancestors of the slain and in justice to their descendants, condemn him to the horrific penalties for so many murders." The Senators, in truth, raised a huge uproar, feigning disgust for these curses: but it was fear that gripped them, and amazement that someone who had once been so deceitful in committing wicked acts and so clever in hiding his bloody nature could reach such a point of shamelessness, that he could lift the cloaking walls and show his own grandson subjected to the disgraceful punishment of a Centurion, beaten by cruel slaves, and pleading in vain for his last breath.
Before the impressions of this grief were worn away, the death of Agrippina was published. I suppose she had lived thus long upon the hopes, which from the execution of Sejanus she had conceived; but, feeling afterwards no relaxation of cruelty, death grew her choice: unless she were bereaved of nourishment, and her decease feigned to have been of her own seeking. For, Tiberius raged against her with abominable imputations, reproaching her "with lewdness; as the adulteress of Asinius Gallus; and that upon his death she became weary of life." But these were none of her crimes: Agrippina impatient of an equal lot, and eager for rule, had thence sacrificed to masculine ambition all the passions and vices of women. The Emperor added, "that she departed the same day on which Sejanus had suffered as a traitor two years before, and that the same ought to be perpetuated by a public memorial." Nay, he boasted of his clemency, in "that she had not been strangled, and her body cast into the charnel of malefactors." For this, as for an instance of mercy the Senate solemnly thanked him, and decreed "that, on the seventeenth of October, the day of both their deaths, a yearly offering should be consecrated to Jupiter for ever."
Before the effects of this grief had faded, news of Agrippina's death was announced. I guess she had held on for so long hoping for a change since Sejanus's execution; however, feeling no relief from the cruelty, death became her preferred option, unless she was deprived of food and her death was pretended to be by her own choice. Tiberius lashed out at her with terrible accusations, claiming she was "promiscuous, an adulteress of Asinius Gallus, and that she became tired of life after his death." But none of these were her real crimes: Agrippina, unable to accept an equal status and eager for power, sacrificed all the emotions and flaws of women to masculine ambition. The Emperor also stated that she died on the same day that Sejanus had been executed as a traitor two years earlier, and that this should be commemorated with a public memorial. In fact, he took pride in his mercy, in that "she had not been strangled and her body thrown into the grave of criminals." For this, as a sign of mercy, the Senate formally thanked him and decreed that "on the seventeenth of October, the anniversary of both their deaths, an annual offering should be dedicated to Jupiter forever."
Not long after, Cocceius Nerva, in full prosperity of fortune, in perfect vigour of body, formed a purpose of dying. As he was the incessant companion of the Prince, and accomplished in the knowledge of all laws divine and humane, Tiberius having learnt his design, was earnest to dissuade him, examined his motives, joined entreaties, and even declared, "how grievous to his own spirit it would prove, how grievous to his reputation, if the nearest of his friends should relinquish life, without any cause for dying." Nerva rejected his reasoning, and completed his purpose by abstinence. It was alleged, by such as knew his thoughts, that the more he saw into the dreadful source and increase of public miseries, the more transported with indignation and fear, he resolved to make an honest end, in the bloom of his integrity, e'er his life and credit were assaulted. Moreover the fall of Agrippina, by a reverse hardly credible, procured that of Plancina. She was formerly married to Cneius Piso; and, though she exulted publicly for the death of Germanicus, yet when Piso fell, she was protected by the solicitations of Augusta, nor less by the known animosity of Agrippina. But as favour and hate were now withdrawn, justice prevailed, and being questioned for crimes long since sufficiently manifest, she executed with her own hand that vengeance, which was rather too slow than too severe,
Not long after, Cocceius Nerva, thriving and in great shape, decided he wanted to die. Being a constant companion to the Prince and well-versed in both divine and human laws, Tiberius, upon learning of his plan, tried hard to talk him out of it. He examined Nerva's reasons, pleaded with him, and even expressed how deeply it would pain him and tarnish his reputation if someone so close to him chose to end their life without a valid reason. Nerva dismissed his arguments and followed through with his intentions by refusing to eat. Those who understood his mindset mentioned that the more he realized the grim origin and growth of public suffering, the more outraged and fearful he became, leading him to choose a dignified end while he was still morally upright, before his life and reputation were attacked. Additionally, the downfall of Agrippina unexpectedly led to the downfall of Plancina. Plancina was formerly married to Cneius Piso; and, although she publicly celebrated Germanicus's death, when Piso fell from grace, she was shielded by Augusta's influence and by Agrippina's known hatred. But now that both support and animosity had vanished, justice took its course. She was questioned for long-known crimes, and she took her own revenge, which was more delayed than excessive.
In the Consulship of Paulus Fabius and Lucius Vitellius, after a long vicissitude of ages, the phoenix arrived in Egypt, and furnished the most learned of the natives and Greeks with matter of large and various observations concerning that miraculous bird. The circumstances in which they agree, with many others, that, however disputed, deserve to be known, claim a recital here. That it is a creature sacred to the sun, and in the fashion of its head, and diversity of feathers, distinct from other birds, all who have described its figure, are agreed; about the length of its life, relations vary. It is by the vulgar tradition fixed at five hundred years: but there are those, who extend it to one thousand four hundred and sixty-one; and assert that the three former phoenixes appeared in reigns greatly distant, the first under Sesostris, the next under Amasis; and that one was seen under Ptolomy the third King of Egypt of the Macedonian race, and flew to the city of Heliopolis, accompanied by a vast host of other birds gazing upon the wonderful stranger. But these are, in truth, the obscure accounts of antiquity: between Ptolomy and Tiberius the interval was shorter, not two hundred and fifty years: hence some have believed that the present was a spurious phoenix, and derived not its origin from the territories of Arabia, since it observed nothing of the instinct which ancient tradition attributes to the genuine: for that the latter having completed his course of years, just before his death builds a nest in his native land, and upon it sheds a generative power, from whence arises a young one, whose first care, when he is grown, is to bury his father: neither does he undertake it unadvisedly, but by collecting and fetching loads of myrrh, tries his strength in great journeys; and as soon as he finds himself equal to the burden, and fit for the long flight, he rears upon his back his father's body, carries it quite to the altar of the sun, and then flies away. These are uncertain tales, and their uncertainty heightened by fables; but that this bird has been sometimes seen in Egypt, is not questioned.
In the Consulship of Paulus Fabius and Lucius Vitellius, after a long series of changes over the ages, the phoenix showed up in Egypt, sparking interest among the most knowledgeable locals and Greeks, who made extensive observations about this miraculous bird. The details they agree on, along with many others that, despite being debated, are worth mentioning, are discussed here. It’s considered a creature sacred to the sun, and in terms of its head shape and feather variety, it stands out from other birds, which all descriptions agree on. However, opinions differ about its lifespan. Common belief suggests it lives for five hundred years, but some claim it can live up to one thousand four hundred sixty-one years, asserting that the three previous phoenixes appeared during significantly different reigns: the first under Sesostris, the next under Amasis, and one during the reign of Ptolemy III, the Macedonian King of Egypt, which flew to Heliopolis with a large crowd of birds admiring it. But these are really vague accounts from ancient times: the gap between Ptolemy and Tiberius was shorter, not exceeding two hundred fifty years. Therefore, some have thought that the phoenix seen then was a fake and didn’t originate from Arabia, as it didn’t show the behaviors that ancient tradition claims the real phoenix possesses. The true phoenix, when it completes its lifespan, builds a nest in its homeland just before it dies, and lays an egg with a special power, leading to a young phoenix. The first thing this young bird does when it matures is to bury its father. This isn’t done thoughtlessly; the young phoenix gathers heavy loads of myrrh to prepare for the long journey. Once it feels capable of the burden, it carries its father's body to the sun's altar and then flies away. These tales are uncertain, and the uncertainty is made worse by myths, but there’s no doubt that this bird has sometimes been sighted in Egypt.
The same year the city suffered the grievous calamity of fire, which burnt down that part of the Circus contiguous to Mount Aventine and the Mount itself: a loss which turned to the glory of the Prince, as he paid in money the value of the houses destroyed. A hundred thousand great sesterces {Footnote: About £830,000.} he expended in this bounty, which proved the more grateful to the people as he was ever sparing in private buildings: in truth, his public works never exceeded two, the Temple of Augustus and the scene {Footnote: The stage.} of Pompey's Theatre; nor, when he had finished both, did he dedicate either, whether obstructed by old age, or despising popularity. For ascertaining the damage of particulars, the four sons-in-law of Tiberius were appointed, Cneius Domitius, Cassius Longinus, Marcus Vincinus and Rubellius Blandus; assisted by Publius Petronius, nominated by the Consuls. To the Emperor likewise were decreed several honours, variously devised according to the different drift and genius of such as proposed them. Which of these he meant to accept, or which to reject, the approaching issue of his days, has buried in uncertainty. For not long after, Cneius Acerronius and Caius Pontius commenced Consuls; the last under Tiberius. The power of Macro was already excessive; who, as he had at no time neglected the favour of Caligula, courted it now more and more earnestly every day. After the death of Claudia, whom I have mentioned to have been espoused to the young Prince, he constrained Ennia his own wife to stimulate the affections of Caligula and to secure him by a promise of marriage. The truth is, he was one that denied nothing that opened his way to sovereignty; for although of a tempestuous genius, he had yet in the school of his grandfather, well acquired all the hollow guises of dissimulation.
The same year, the city faced the terrible disaster of a fire that destroyed the part of the Circus next to Mount Aventine and the mountain itself. This loss, however, became a point of pride for the Prince, as he compensated the value of the lost homes with money. He spent a hundred thousand large sesterces {Footnote: About £830,000.} on this generosity, which endeared him to the people, especially since he was usually frugal when it came to private buildings. In fact, his public works were limited to just two: the Temple of Augustus and the stage {Footnote: The stage.} of Pompey’s Theatre. Furthermore, once he completed both, he never dedicated either, whether due to his old age or his disdain for popularity. To assess the specific damages, Tiberius appointed four of his sons-in-law: Cneius Domitius, Cassius Longinus, Marcus Vincinus, and Rubellius Blandus; they were assisted by Publius Petronius, who was nominated by the Consuls. The Emperor was also granted various honors, each proposed based on the differing perspectives and intentions of those who suggested them. Which of these honors he intended to accept or reject remains uncertain due to the impending end of his life. Not long after, Cneius Acerronius and Caius Pontius began their terms as Consuls, with the latter serving under Tiberius. Macro’s power had already become excessive; he had always sought Caligula’s favor and was now pursuing it even more aggressively. After the death of Claudia, who was married to the young Prince, he pressured his wife Ennia to win Caligula’s affections and secure a promise of marriage from him. The truth is, he would not deny anything that could lead him to power; despite his stormy temperament, he had learned all the deceptive tactics of dissimulation from his grandfather.
His spirit was known to the Emperor; hence he was puzzled about bequeathing the Empire: and first as to his grandsons; the son of Drusus was nearer in blood, and dearer in point of affection, but as yet a child; the son of Germanicus had arrived at the vigour of youth, and the zeal of the people followed him, a motive this to his grandfather, only to hate him. He had even debates with himself concerning Claudius, because of solid age and naturally inclined to honest pursuits; but the defect of his faculties withstood the choice. In case he sought a successor apart from his own family, he dreaded lest the memory of Augustus, lest the name of the Caesars should come to be scorned and insulted. For, it was not so much any study of his, to gratify the present generation and secure the Roman State, as to perpetuate to posterity the grandeur of his race. So that his mind still wavering and his strength decaying, to the decision of fortune he permitted a counsel to which he was now unequal. Yet he dropped certain words whence might be gathered that he foresaw the events and revolutions which were to come to pass after him: for, he upbraided Macro, by no dark riddle, "that he forsook the setting sun and courted the rising:" and of Caligula, who upon some occasional discourse ridiculed Sylla, he foretold, "that he would have all Sylla's vices, and not one of his virtues." Moreover, as he was, with many tears, embracing the younger of his grandsons, and perceived the countenance of Caligula implacable and provoked; "thou," said he, "wilt slay him, and another shall slay thee." But, however his illness prevailed, he relinquished nothing of his vile voluptuousness; forcing patience, and feigning health. He was wont too to ridicule the prescriptions of physicians, and all men who, after the age of thirty, needed to be informed by any one else, what helped or hurted their constitutions.
His spirit was known to the Emperor, so he was confused about who to leave the Empire to. First, he considered his grandsons; Drusus's son was closer by blood and more beloved, but he was still just a child. Germanicus's son had reached young adulthood and had the people's support, which made his grandfather resent him. He even debated with himself about Claudius, who was of solid age and naturally inclined toward honest pursuits, but his mental limitations made that choice impossible. If he looked for a successor outside his family, he feared the memory of Augustus and the name of the Caesars would be disdained and insulted. His focus wasn't so much on satisfying the current generation and ensuring the Roman State's stability, but rather on preserving the greatness of his lineage for future generations. So, with his mind still uncertain and his strength fading, he left the decision to fate, a choice he was no longer capable of making. Yet, he hinted at his foreknowledge of events and upheavals to come after him; he criticized Macro quite openly, saying, "You abandon the setting sun and embrace the rising." And regarding Caligula, who made fun of Sulla during some conversation, he predicted, "He will have all of Sulla's vices and none of his virtues." Furthermore, while he cried over the younger of his grandsons and noticed Caligula's fierce and angered expression, he said, "You will kill him, and someone will kill you." However, despite his illness, he gave up none of his excessive pleasures, forcing patience and pretending to be healthy. He often mocked doctors' recommendations and any adults over thirty who needed someone else to tell them what was good or bad for their health.
At Rome, the while, were sown the sanguinary seeds of executions to be perpetrated even after Tiberius. Laelius Balbus had with high treason charged Acutia, some time the wife of Publius Vitellius; and, as the Senate were, after her condemnation, decreeing a reward to the accuser, the same was obstructed by the interposition of Junius Otho, Tribune of the People: hence their mutual hate, which ended in the exile of Otho. Thereafter Albucilla, who had been married to Satrius Secundus, him that revealed the conspiracy of Sejanus, and herself famous for many amours, was impeached of impious rites devised against the Prince. In the charge were involved, as her associates and adulterers, Cneius Domitius, Vibius Marsus, and Lucius Arruntius. The noble descent of Domitius I have above declared: Marsus too was distinguished by the ancient dignities in his house, and himself illustrious for learning. The minutes, however, transmitted to the Senate imported, "that in the examination of the witnesses, and torture of the slaves, Macro had presided:" neither came these minutes accompanied with any letter from the Emperor against the accused. Hence it was suspected, that, while he was ill, and perhaps without his privacy, the accusations were in great measure forged by Macro, in consequence of his notorious enmity to Arruntius.
At that time in Rome, the bloody seeds of executions were being planted that would continue even after Tiberius. Laelius Balbus had accused Acutia, once the wife of Publius Vitellius, of high treason. When the Senate was about to reward her accuser after her conviction, Junius Otho, Tribune of the People, intervened, blocking the decision. This led to mutual hatred between them, which eventually resulted in Otho's exile. After that, Albucilla, who had been married to Satrius Secundus—who exposed the conspiracy of Sejanus—and was known for her many affairs, was accused of committing impious rituals against the Emperor. The charge included her associates and lovers, Cneius Domitius, Vibius Marsus, and Lucius Arruntius. I've previously mentioned Domitius's noble background; Marsus too was notable for the ancient honors in his family and was himself renowned for his scholarship. However, the records sent to the Senate stated, "that during the witness examinations and torture of the slaves, Macro had presided." These records did not include any letter from the Emperor concerning the accused. This raised suspicions that, while the Emperor was ill and perhaps unaware, the accusations were largely fabricated by Macro due to his well-known hostility toward Arruntius.
Domitius therefore by preparing for his defence, and Marsus by seeming determined to famish, both protracted their lives. Arruntius chose to die; and to the importunity of his friends, urging him to try delays and evasions, he answered, "that the same measures were not alike honourable to all men: his own life was abundantly long; nor had he wherewithal to reproach himself, save that he had submitted to bear thus far an old age loaded with anxieties, exposed to daily dangers, and the cruel sport of power; long hated as he was by Sejanus, now by Macro, always by some reigning minister; hated through no fault of his own, but as one irreconcilable to baseness and the iniquities of power. He might, in truth, outlive and avoid the few and last days of Tiberius: but how escape the youth of his heir? If upon Tiberius at such an age, and after such consummate experience, the violent spirit of unbridled dominion had wrought with such efficacy, as entirely to transport and change him; was it likely that Caligula, he who had scarce outgrown his childhood, a youth ignorant of all things, or nursed and principled in the worst, would follow a course more righteous under the guidance of Macro; the same Macro, who, for destroying Sejanus, was employed as the more wicked of the two, and had since by more mischiefs and cruelties torn and afflicted the Commonweal? For himself; he foresaw a servitude yet more vehement, and therefore withdrew at once from the agonies of past and of impending tyranny." Uttering these words, with the spirit of a prophet, he opened his veins. How wisely Arruntius anticipated death, the following times will terribly demonstrate. For Albucilla; she aimed at her own life, but the blow being impotent, she was by order of Senate dragged to execution in the prison. Against the ministers of her lusts it was decreed, "that Grasidius Sacerdos, formerly Praetor, should be exiled into an island; Pontius Fregellanus be degraded from the Senate; and that upon Laelius Balbus the same penalty be inflicted:" his punishment particularly proved matter of joy, as he was accounted a man of pestilent eloquence, and prompt to attack the innocent.
Domitius, by preparing his defense, and Marsus, by appearing determined to starve himself, both managed to extend their lives. Arruntius chose to die; when his friends urged him to try to delay or avoid his fate, he replied, "the same actions aren't equally honorable for everyone: my life has been long enough; I have nothing to blame myself for except that I’ve endured an old age filled with worries, faced daily dangers, and been a pawn in the cruel game of power. I have long been hated by Sejanus, now by Macro, and always by some reigning minister; this hatred isn't due to any fault of my own, but because I refuse to stoop to the baseness and injustices of those in power. I might live through the few remaining days of Tiberius, but how could I escape the reign of his heir? If Tiberius, at such an age and after so much experience, could be so profoundly affected by the ruthless nature of unchecked power to become someone else entirely; was it likely that Caligula, who barely was out of childhood, a youth clueless about everything or raised in the worst ways, would behave any more justly under Macro's influence? The same Macro, who, while taking down Sejanus, proved to be the more wicked of the two, had since caused even more harm and cruelty to the Republic? For my part, I foresee a servitude that will be even harsher, and that's why I choose to escape both the suffering of the past and the looming tyranny." Saying this with the spirit of a prophet, he opened his veins. How wisely Arruntius anticipated death will become horrifyingly clear in the future. As for Albucilla; she aimed to take her own life, but her attempt was futile, and by order of the Senate, she was dragged to execution in prison. It was decreed against the ministers of her desires that "Grasidius Sacerdos, a former Praetor, should be exiled to an island; Pontius Fregellanus should be removed from the Senate; and Laelius Balbus should face the same penalty:" his punishment was especially welcomed, as he was seen as a man of harmful eloquence, quick to attack the innocent.
About the same time, Sextus Papinius of a Consular family, chose on a sudden a frightful end, by a desperate and precipitate fall. The cause was ascribed to his mother, who, after many repulses, had by various allurements and the stimulations of sensuality, urged him to practices and embarrassments from whence, only by dying, he could devise an issue. She was therefore accused in the Senate; and, though in a prostrate posture she embraced the knees of the Fathers, and pleaded "the tenderness and grief of a mother, the imbecility of a woman's spirit under such an affecting calamity;" with other motives of pity in the same doleful strain; she was banished Rome for ten years, till her younger son were past the age of lubricity.
Around the same time, Sextus Papinius, from a prominent Consul family, suddenly chose a horrific end by taking a desperate and reckless fall. The blame was placed on his mother, who, after many rejections, had used various temptations and urges of desire to push him towards actions and troubles from which he could only see death as an escape. She was therefore accused in the Senate; and even though she knelt, embraced the knees of the Senators, and pleaded with "the tenderness and grief of a mother, and the weakness of a woman's spirit under such a painful tragedy," along with other appeals for sympathy in the same sorrowful tone, she was exiled from Rome for ten years, until her younger son was past the age of promiscuity.
As to Tiberius; already his body, already his spirits failed him; but his dissimulation failed him not. He exerted the same vigour of mind, the same energy in his looks and discourse; and even sometimes studied to be gay, by it to hide his declension however notorious. So that, after much shifting of places, he settled at the Promontory of Misenum, in a villa of which Lucullus was once Lord. There it was discovered that his end was at hand, by this device. In his train was a physician, his name Charicles, signal in his profession, one, in truth, not employed to govern the Prince's health, but wont however to afford his counsel and skill. Charicles, as if he were departing to attend his own affairs, under the appearance of paying duty and kissing his hands, touched his pulse. But the artifice beguiled not Tiberius; for he instantly ordered the entertainment to be served up; whether incensed, and thence the more smothering his wrath, is uncertain: but, at table he continued beyond his wont, as if he meant that honour only for a farewell to his friend. But for all this Charicles satisfied Macro, "that the flame of life was expiring, and could not outlast two days." Hence the whole court was filled with close consultations, and expresses were despatched to the generals and armies. On the 16th of March, so deep a swoon seized him, that he was believed to have paid the last debt of mortality: insomuch that Caligula, in the midst of a great throng, paying their congratulations, was already appearing abroad, to assume the first offices of sovereignty, when sudden notice came, "that Tiberius had recovered his sight and voice, and, to strengthen his fainting spirits, had called for some refreshment." Hence dread seized all, and the whole concourse about Caligula dispersed, every man resuming false sorrow, or feigning ignorance: he himself was struck speechless, and thus fallen from the highest hopes, waited for present death. Macro continued undismayed, and ordering the apartment to be cleared, caused the feeble old man to be smothered with a weight of coverings. Thus expired Tiberius in the seventy-eighth year of his age.
As for Tiberius, his body and spirit were already failing him, but he maintained his facade. He put on the same mental sharpness and carried himself with the same energy in his appearance and speech; sometimes he even tried to act cheerful to mask his obvious decline. After moving around for a while, he settled at the Promontory of Misenum, in a villa once owned by Lucullus. It soon became clear that his end was near through a clever trick. He had a physician with him named Charicles, who was well-respected in his field, but was actually not there to look after the prince's health—he usually offered his advice and skills. Charicles, pretending to leave to attend to his own matters, took the opportunity to check Tiberius's pulse while showing respect and kissing his hands. However, Tiberius was not fooled; he immediately ordered the meal to be served. It’s unclear if he was angry, which might have fueled his desire to contain his anger or not. At the dinner table, he stayed longer than usual, as if he wanted to honor his friend one last time. Nevertheless, Charicles informed Macro that Tiberius's life was fading and wouldn’t last more than two days. This led the entire court to engage in secret discussions, and messengers were sent to the generals and armies. On March 16th, he fell into a deep swoon, and people believed he had died. Caligula was already preparing to step out among a large crowd to claim his rightful power when he suddenly received word that Tiberius had regained consciousness and voice and was asking for something to eat to bolster his weakening spirits. Fear swept through everyone, and the crowd around Caligula dispersed, with each person pretending to be sorrowful or ignorant. Caligula himself was left speechless, having fallen from great expectations, waiting for imminent death. Macro, undeterred, ordered the room to be cleared and had the frail old man covered with heavy blankets. Thus, Tiberius passed away at the age of seventy-eight.
He was the son of Nero, and on both sides a branch of the Claudian House; though his mother had been ingrafted by adoptions into the Livian, and next into the Julian stock. From his first infancy, his life was chequered by various turns and perils: for, then he followed, like an exile, his proscribed father; and when taken in quality of a step-son into the family of Augustus, he long struggled there with many potent rivals, during the lives of Marcellus and Agrippa; next of the young Caesars, Caius and Lucius. His brother Drusus too eclipsed him, and possessed more eminently the hearts of the Roman People. But above all, his marriage with Julia, most egregiously threatened and distressed him; whether he bore the prostitutions of his wife, or relinquished the daughter of Augustus. Upon his return thereafter from Rhodes, he occupied for twelve years the Prince's family, now bereft of heirs, and nigh four-and-twenty ruled the Roman State. His manners also varied with the several junctures of his fortune: he was well esteemed while yet a private man; and, in discharging public dignities under Augustus, of signal reputation: covert and subdolous in feigning virtue so long as Germanicus and Drusus survived: a mixed character of good and evil during the days of his mother: detestably cruel; but secret in his lewdness, while he loved or feared Sejanus: at last he abandoned himself, at once, to the rage of tyranny and the sway of his lusts: for, he had then conquered all the checks of shame and fear, and thenceforth followed only the bent of his own abominable spirit.
He was the son of Nero and a member of the Claudian family on both sides, though his mother had been adopted into the Livian and then the Julian families. From early childhood, his life was filled with ups and downs: he followed his exiled father, who had been declared an enemy of the state; and when he was taken into Augustus's family as a stepson, he faced many powerful rivals, including Marcellus and Agrippa, and later the young Caesars, Caius and Lucius. His brother Drusus outshone him and won the affection of the Roman people. But most troubling for him was his marriage to Julia, which caused him significant distress, whether he tolerated his wife's infidelities or let go of Augustus's daughter. After returning from Rhodes, he spent twelve years in the prince’s family, now without heirs, and ruled the Roman state for nearly twenty-four years. His behavior changed with different circumstances: he was well regarded as a private citizen, and during his public service under Augustus, he gained a notable reputation; he was secretive and cunning in pretending to be virtuous as long as Germanicus and Drusus were alive; a mix of good and bad during his mother’s days; appallingly cruel but discreet about his vices while he loved or feared Sejanus; ultimately, he gave in entirely to the brutality of tyranny and the whims of his desires, having overcome all feelings of shame and fear, and from then on acted solely on his own wicked impulses.
A TREATISE OF THE SITUATION, CUSTOMS, AND PEOPLE OF GERMANY.
The whole of Germany is thus bounded; separated from Gaul, from Rhoetia and Pannonia, by the rivers Rhine and Danube; from Sarmatia and Dacia by mutual fear, or by high mountains: the rest is encompassed by the ocean, which forms huge bays, and comprehends a tract of islands immense in extent: for we have lately known certain nations and kingdoms there, such as the war discovered. The Rhine rising in the Rhoetian Alps from a summit altogether rocky and perpendicular, after a small winding towards the west, is lost in the Northern Ocean. The Danube issues out of the mountain Abnoba, one very high but very easy of ascent, and traversing several nations, falls by six streams into the Euxine Sea; for its seventh channel is absorbed in the Fenns.
Germany is surrounded by natural boundaries; it's separated from Gaul, Rhoetia, and Pannonia by the Rhine and Danube rivers, and from Sarmatia and Dacia by mutual fear or high mountains. The rest of the area is bordered by the ocean, which creates large bays and contains a vast number of islands. Recently, we have come to know certain nations and kingdoms there, as discovered through war. The Rhine, which originates in the Rhoetian Alps from a completely rocky and steep summit, winds slightly to the west before flowing into the Northern Ocean. The Danube flows from the mountain Abnoba, which is very high yet easy to climb, and passes through several nations before splitting into six streams that empty into the Black Sea; its seventh channel is absorbed in the marshlands.
The Germans, I am apt to believe, derive their original from no other people; and are nowise mixed with different nations arriving amongst them: since anciently those who went in search of new dwellings, travelled not by land, but were carried in fleets; and into that mighty ocean so boundless, and, as I may call it, so repugnant and forbidding, ships from our world rarely enter. Moreover, besides the dangers from a sea tempestuous, horrid and unknown, who would relinquish Asia, or Africa, or Italy, to repair to Germany, a region hideous and rude, under a rigorous climate, dismal to behold or to manure; {Footnote: To cultivate.} unless the same were his native country? In their old ballads (which amongst them are the only sort of registers and history) they celebrate Tuisto, a God sprung from the earth, and Mannus his son, as the fathers and founders of the nation. To Mannus they assign three sons, after whose names so many people are called; the Ingaevones, dwelling next the ocean; the Herminones, in the middle country; and all the rest, Istaevones. Some, borrowing a warrant from the darkness of antiquity, maintain that the God had more sons, that thence came more denominations of people, the Marsians, Cambrians, Suevians, and Vandalians, and that these are the names truly genuine and original. For the rest, they affirm Germany to be a recent word, lately bestowed: for that those who first passed the Rhine and expulsed the Gauls, and are now named Tungrians, were then called Germans: and thus by degrees the name of a tribe prevailed, not that of the nation; so that by an appellation at first occasioned by terror and conquest, they afterwards chose to be distinguished, and assuming a name lately invented were universally called Germans.
The Germans, I believe, come from no other people and are not mixed with different nations that have settled among them. In ancient times, those seeking new homes didn’t travel by land but were transported in fleets. Into that vast and, I might say, treacherous ocean, ships from our world rarely ventured. Plus, aside from the dangers of a stormy and unknown sea, who would leave Asia, Africa, or Italy to go to Germany, a rough and bleak land with a harsh climate that's unpleasant to see or cultivate, unless it was their home? In their old ballads, which serve as their only form of records and history, they honor Tuisto, a God born from the earth, and Mannus, his son, as the founders of the nation. Mannus is said to have had three sons, after whom several groups are named: the Ingaevones, living near the ocean; the Herminones, in the central region; and all the others, the Istaevones. Some, drawing from the obscurity of ancient times, argue that the God had more sons, from whom other groups like the Marsians, Cambrians, Suevians, and Vandalians originated, claiming these are the true original names. They also assert that "Germany" is a recent term that was introduced later; those who initially crossed the Rhine and drove out the Gauls, now called Tungrians, were then referred to as Germans. Over time, the name of a tribe became more prominent than the name of the nation, so that a term initially born from fear and conquest eventually became the name by which they chose to identify, and they became known as Germans.
They have a tradition that Hercules also had been in their country, and him above all other heroes they extol in their songs when they advance to battle. Amongst them too are found that kind of verses by the recital of which (by them called Barding) they inspire bravery; nay, by such chanting itself they divine the success of the approaching fight. For, according to the different din of the battle, they urge furiously, or shrink timorously. Nor does what they utter, so much seem to be singing as the voice and exertion of valour. They chiefly study a tone fierce and harsh, with a broken and unequal murmur, and therefore apply their shields to their mouths, whence the voice may by rebounding swell with greater fulness and force. Besides there are some of opinion, that Ulysses, whilst he wandered about in his long and fabulous voyages, was carried into this ocean and entered Germany, and that by him Asciburgium was founded and named, a city at this day standing and inhabited upon the bank of the Rhine: nay, that in the same place was formerly found an altar dedicated to Ulysses, with the name of his father Laertes added to his own, and that upon the confines of Germany and Rhoetia are still extant certain monuments and tombs inscribed with Greek characters. Traditions these which I mean not either to confirm with arguments of my own or to refute. Let every one believe or deny the same according to his own bent.
They have a tradition that Hercules was once in their land, and they celebrate him above all other heroes in their songs as they prepare for battle. They also have a type of verse they call Barding, which they use to inspire courage; in fact, through this chanting, they can predict the outcome of the upcoming fight. Depending on the noise of the battle, they either rally fiercely or shrink back in fear. What they express doesn’t sound so much like singing as it does the shout and effort of bravery. They mainly focus on a fierce and rough tone, with a broken and uneven rhythm, and therefore hold their shields to their mouths, allowing their voices to echo with greater power and intensity. There are also some who believe that Ulysses, during his long and legendary adventures, ended up in this ocean and came to Germany, and that he founded a city called Asciburgium, which still exists and is populated along the Rhine River: in fact, there was once an altar dedicated to Ulysses there, with his father's name, Laertes, added to it, and on the borders of Germany and Rhoetia, there are still certain monuments and tombs inscribed with Greek letters. These are traditions that I do not intend to confirm or refute with my own arguments. Let everyone believe or disbelieve them as they choose.
For myself, I concur in opinion with such as suppose the people of Germany never to have mingled by inter-marriages with other nations, but to have remained a people pure, and independent, and resembling none but themselves. Hence amongst such a mighty multitude of men, the same make and form is found in all, eyes stern and blue, yellow hair, huge bodies, but vigorous only in the first onset. Of pains and labour they are not equally patient, nor can they at all endure thrift and heat. To bear hunger and cold they are hardened by their climate and soil.
For my part, I agree with those who believe that the people of Germany have never intermarried with other nations, but have remained a pure, independent people, unlike any others. Thus, among such a vast number of individuals, there is a common appearance: stern blue eyes, yellow hair, large bodies, but they’re only strong at the initial attack. They aren't equally tolerant of pain and hard work, nor can they handle thrift and heat at all. They have toughened up to endure hunger and cold because of their climate and land.
Their lands, however somewhat different in aspect, yet taken all together consist of gloomy forests or nasty marshes; lower and moister towards the confines of Gaul, more mountainous and windy towards Noricum and Pannonia; very apt to bear grain, but altogether unkindly to fruit trees; abounding in flocks and herds, but generally small of growth. Nor even in their oxen is found the usual stateliness, no more than the natural ornaments and grandeur of head. In the number of their herds they rejoice; and these are their only, these their most desirable riches. Silver and gold the Gods have denied them, whether in mercy or in wrath, I am unable to determine. Yet I would not venture to aver that in Germany no vein of gold or silver is produced; for who has ever searched? For the use and possession, it is certain they care not. Amongst them indeed are to be seen vessels of silver, such as have been presented to their Princes and Ambassadors, but holden in no other esteem than vessels made of earth. The Germans however adjoining to our frontiers value gold and silver for the purposes of commerce, and are wont to distinguish and prefer certain of our coins. They who live more remote are more primitive and simple in their dealings, and exchange one commodity for another. The money which they like is the old and long known, that indented, {Footnote: With milled edges.} or that impressed with a chariot and two horses. Silver too is what they seek more than gold, from no fondness or preference, but because small pieces are more ready in purchasing things cheap and common.
Their lands, while somewhat different in appearance, overall consist of dark forests or unpleasant marshes; they are lower and wetter near the borders of Gaul, and more mountainous and windy towards Noricum and Pannonia. They can produce grain but are generally not suitable for fruit trees; they are full of sheep and cattle, though these animals tend to be small. Even their oxen lack the usual grandeur, with no more natural beauty or impressive features than average. They take pride in the size of their herds, as these are their only and most prized possessions. Silver and gold have been denied to them by the Gods, but whether this is out of mercy or anger, I cannot say. Still, I wouldn't claim that there are no gold or silver deposits in Germany; after all, who has ever looked? They certainly don't seem to care for the use or ownership of it. They do have silver vessels, often given to their leaders and ambassadors, but they regard these with the same value as clay dishes. However, the Germans near our borders do value gold and silver for trade and usually prefer certain coins from our currency. Those who live further away are more traditional and straightforward in their transactions, trading one item for another. The money they prefer is the old, well-known type, especially the one with milled edges or those stamped with a chariot and two horses. They tend to seek silver more than gold, not out of preference, but because smaller denominations are easier to use for buying cheap and common goods.
Neither in truth do they abound in iron, as from the fashion of their weapons may be gathered. Swords they rarely use, or the larger spear. They carry javelins or, in their own language, framms, pointed with a piece of iron short and narrow, but so sharp and manageable, that with the same weapon they can fight at a distance or hand to hand, just as need requires. Nay, the horsemen also are content with a shield and a javelin. The foot throw likewise weapons missive, each particular is armed with many, and hurls them a mighty space, all naked or only wearing a light cassock. In their equipment they show no ostentation; only that their shields are diversified and adorned with curious colours. With coats of mail very few are furnished, and hardly upon any is seen a headpiece or helmet. Their horses are nowise signal either in fashion or in fleetness; nor taught to wheel and bound, according to the practice of the Romans: they only move them forward in a line, or turn them right about, with such compactness and equality that no one is ever behind the rest. To one who considers the whole it is manifest, that in their foot their principal strength lies, and therefore they fight intermixed with the horse: for such is their swiftness as to match and suit with the motions and engagements of the cavalry. So that the infantry are elected from amongst the most robust of their youth, and placed in front of the army. The number to be sent is also ascertained, out of every village an hundred, and by this very name they continue to be called at home, those of the hundred band: thus what was at first no more than a number, becomes thenceforth a title and distinction of honour. In arraying their army, they divide the whole into distinct battalions formed sharp in front. To recoil in battle, provided you return again to the attack, passes with them rather for policy than fear. Even when the combat is no more than doubtful, they bear away the bodies of their slain. The most glaring disgrace that can befall them, is to have quitted their shield; nor to one branded with such ignominy is it lawful to join in their sacrifices, or to enter into their assemblies; and many who had escaped in the day of battle, have hanged themselves to put an end to this their infamy.
They definitely don’t have a lot of iron, as you can tell from the way their weapons are made. They rarely use swords or larger spears. Instead, they carry javelins, or what they call framms, which have a short, narrow piece of iron that's very sharp and easy to handle. With these weapons, they can fight from a distance or up close, depending on what’s needed. Even the horsemen are okay with just a shield and a javelin. The infantry also throw various ranged weapons, with each person carrying multiple ones and throwing them quite a distance, while dressed only in light tunics or nothing at all. They don’t show off in their gear, except for the fact that their shields have lots of different colors and designs. Very few have suits of armor, and you hardly see anyone wearing a helmet. Their horses aren’t remarkable in looks or speed; they aren’t trained to maneuver like the Romans do. They just move them forward in a line or turn them around, keeping in such close formation that no one falls behind. When you look at the whole picture, it’s clear that their main strength lies in the infantry, which is why they fight alongside the cavalry. Their quickness allows them to keep up with the movements and actions of the horsemen. The infantry is made up of the strongest young men, placed at the front of the army. The number they send is determined as well, with every village contributing an hundred, and that’s how they are referred to back home, the men of the hundred band: what started as just a number becomes a title and a mark of honor. When they form their army, they organize it into distinct battalions that are pointed at the front. Retreating in battle, as long as you come back to fight again, is seen more as a strategy than a sign of fear. Even if the fight is uncertain, they take their dead away. The worst shame they can face is to abandon their shield; someone branded with such a disgrace cannot join in their sacrifices or attend their gatherings, and many who managed to escape after a battle have hanged themselves out of shame.
In the choice of kings they are determined by the splendour of their race, in that of generals by their bravery. Neither is the power of their kings unbounded or arbitrary: and their generals procure obedience not so much by the force of their authority as by that of their example, when they appear enterprising and brave, when they signalise themselves by courage and prowess; and if they surpass all in admiration and pre-eminence, if they surpass all at the head of an army. But to none else but the Priests is it allowed to exercise correction, or to inflict bonds or stripes. Nor when the Priests do this, is the same considered as a punishment, or arising from the orders of the general, but from the immediate command of the Deity, Him whom they believe to accompany them in war. They therefore carry with them when going to fight, certain images and figures taken out of their holy groves. What proves the principal incentive to their valour is, that it is not at random nor by the fortuitous conflux of men that their troops and pointed battalions are formed, but by the conjunction of whole families, and tribes of relations. Moreover, close to the field of battle are lodged all the nearest and most interesting pledges of nature. Hence they hear the doleful howlings of their wives, hence the cries of their tender infants. These are to each particular the witnesses whom he most reverences and dreads; these yield him the praise which affect him most. Their wounds and maims they carry to their mothers, or to their wives, neither are their mothers or wives shocked in telling, or in sucking their bleeding sores. {Footnote: Nec illae numerare aut exigere plagas pavent.} Nay, to their husbands and sons whilst engaged in battle, they administer meat and encouragement.
In choosing their kings, they focus on the greatness of their lineage, while for generals, it's about their bravery. The power of their kings isn't absolute or capricious, and their generals gain respect not just through authority but by setting an example with their courage and skill. If they stand out in bravery and leadership at the front of the army, they earn admiration. However, only the Priests are allowed to administer punishment or inflict bonds or stripes. When the Priests do this, it's seen not as punishment ordered by the general but as a direct command from the Deity, who they believe is with them in battle. They take certain images and figures from their sacred groves with them when going to fight. What primarily drives their courage is that their troops and battalions aren't formed randomly but consist of entire families and tribal relations. Additionally, right by the battlefield are their closest relatives. They hear their wives' mournful cries and the wails of their little children. These are the people whose opinions they value the most; they provide the praise that matters to them. They show their wounds and injuries to their mothers or wives, who aren't shocked when they tend to their bleeding sores. Moreover, while their husbands and sons are fighting, they bring them food and encouragement.
In history we find, that some armies already yielding and ready to fly, have been by the women restored, through their inflexible importunity and entreaties, presenting their breasts, and showing their impending captivity; an evil to the Germans then by far most dreadful when it befalls their women. So that the spirit of such cities as amongst their hostages are enjoined to send their damsels of quality, is always engaged more effectually than that of others. They even believe them endowed with something celestial and the spirit of prophecy. Neither do they disdain to consult them, nor neglect the responses which they return. In the reign of the deified Vespasian, we have seen Veleda for a long time, and by many nations, esteemed and adored as a divinity. In times past they likewise worshipped Aurinia and several more, from no complaisance or effort of flattery, nor as Deities of their own creating.
In history, we see that some armies, already ready to give up and flee, have been restored by women through their relentless pleading and tears, exposing their breasts and showing their looming captivity; a fate that is far more dreadful to the Germans when it affects their women. The spirit of cities that are required to send their noblewomen as hostages is always more engaged than that of others. They even believe these women possess something divine and prophetic. They don't hesitate to consult them and take their responses seriously. During the reign of the deified Vespasian, we saw Veleda revered and regarded as a goddess by many nations for a long time. In earlier times, they also worshiped Aurinia and several others, not out of flattery or effort to please, nor as deities of their own making.
Of all the Gods, Mercury is he whom they worship most. To him on certain stated days it is lawful to offer even human victims. Hercules and Mars they appease with beasts usually allowed for sacrifice. Some of the Suevians make likewise immolations to Isis, Concerning the cause and original of this foreign sacrifice I have found small light; unless the figure of her image formed like a galley, show that such devotion arrived from abroad. For the rest, from the grandeur and majesty of beings celestial, they judge it altogether unsuitable to hold the Gods enclosed within walls, or to represent them under any human likeness. They consecrate whole woods and groves, and by the names of the Gods they call these recesses; divinities these, which only in contemplation and mental reverence they behold.
Of all the gods, Mercury is the one they worship the most. On certain designated days, it's acceptable to offer even human sacrifices to him. They usually make animal sacrifices to Hercules and Mars. Some of the Suevians also perform sacrifices to Isis. I have found little information about the origin of this foreign ritual, unless the design of her image, shaped like a ship, suggests that this devotion came from overseas. Overall, because of the greatness and majesty of celestial beings, they believe it’s inappropriate to confine the gods within walls or to depict them in human form. They dedicate entire woods and groves to the gods, naming these places after them; they see these as divine, only to be contemplated and revered in their minds.
To the use of lots and auguries, they are addicted beyond all other nations. Their method of divining by lots is exceeding simple. From a tree which bears fruit they cut a twig, and divide it into two small pieces. These they distinguish by so many several marks, and throw them at random and without order upon a white garment. Then the Priest of the community, if for the public the lots are consulted, or the father of a family if about a private concern, after he has solemnly invoked the Gods, with eyes lifted up to heaven, takes up every piece thrice, and having done thus forms a judgment according to the marks before made. If the chances have proved forbidding, they are no more consulted upon the same affair during the same day: even when they are inviting, yet, for confirmation, the faith of auguries too is tried. Yea, here also is the known practice of divining events from the voices and flight of birds. But to this nation it is peculiar, to learn presages and admonitions divine from horses also. These are nourished by the State in the same sacred woods and groves, all milk-white and employed in no earthly labour. These yoked in the holy chariot, are accompanied by the Priest and the King, or the Chief of the community, who both carefully observe his actions and neighing. Nor in any sort of augury is more faith and assurance reposed, not by the populace only, but even by the nobles, even by the Priests. These account themselves the ministers of the Gods, and the horses privy to his will. They have likewise another method of divination, whence to learn the issue of great and mighty wars. From the nation with whom they are at war they contrive, it avails not how, to gain a captive: him they engage in combat with one selected from amongst themselves, each armed after the manner of his country, and according as the victory falls to this or to the other, gather a presage of the whole.
They are more addicted to using lots and omens than any other nation. Their method of divination by lots is incredibly simple. They cut a twig from a fruit tree and divide it into two small pieces. They mark these pieces in various ways and throw them randomly onto a white garment. Then, the community Priest, if it’s a public matter, or the family head for private matters, after solemnly calling on the Gods with eyes raised to heaven, picks up each piece three times and makes a judgment based on the marks created. If the outcome is negative, they won’t consult the lots about the same issue for the rest of the day; even if the results seem positive, they will confirm it with omens. They also practice divination based on the calls and flight patterns of birds. However, this nation uniquely interprets signs and divine warnings from horses too. These horses are cared for by the State in sacred woods and groves, all completely white and not used for any earthly work. When yoked to the holy chariot, they are attended by the Priest and the King, or the Chief of the community, who carefully watch the horses' actions and neighing. Both the common people and the nobles, including the Priests, place great faith in these omens. They consider themselves the servants of the Gods, with the horses privy to divine intentions. They also have another method of divination used to determine the outcomes of major wars. From the opposing nation, they somehow manage to capture a person, who then fights one of their own, each armed in their traditional manner, and based on who wins, they predict the outcome of the entire conflict.
Affairs of smaller moment the chiefs determine: about matters of higher consequence the whole nation deliberates; yet in such sort, that whatever depends upon the pleasure and decision of the people, is examined and discussed by the chiefs. Where no accident or emergency intervenes, they assemble upon stated days, either when the moon changes, or is full: since they believe such seasons to be the most fortunate for beginning all transactions. Neither in reckoning of time do they count, like us, the number of days but that of nights. In this style their ordinances are framed, in this style their diets appointed; and with them the night seems to lead and govern the day. From their extensive liberty this evil and default flows, that they meet not at once, nor as men commanded and afraid to disobey; so that often the second day, nay often the third, is consumed through the slowness of the members in assembling. They sit down as they list, promiscuously, like a crowd, and all armed. It is by the Priests that silence is enjoined, and with the power of correction the Priests are then invested. Then the King or Chief is heard, as are others, each according to his precedence in age, or in nobility, or in warlike renown, or in eloquence; and the influence of every speaker proceeds rather from his ability to persuade than from any authority to command. If the proposition displease, they reject it by an inarticulate murmur: if it be pleasing, they brandish their javelins. The most honourable manner of signifying their assent, is to express their applause by the sound of their arms.
The chiefs handle smaller matters, while the whole nation debates higher issues. However, anything that relies on the people's will and decisions is examined and discussed by the chiefs. When there are no emergencies, they gather on set days, either during the new moon or the full moon, as they believe these times are the best for starting any actions. Unlike us, they count time not by days but by nights. Their laws are made this way, and their meetings are organized in this way, where the night seems to lead and control the day. Their freedom causes the issue that they do not gather all at once, nor do they do so out of fear of disobedience; often, it takes until the second or even the third day for everyone to assemble due to the slow pace of the members. They sit casually, like a crowd, and all are armed. The Priests enforce silence and are granted the power to correct. Then, the King or Chief speaks, as do others, each according to their seniority, nobility, military reputation, or eloquence; the influence of each speaker comes more from their persuasiveness than from any command authority. If they dislike a proposal, they express that with a low murmur; if they like it, they raise their javelins. The most respected way to show approval is by making noise with their weapons.
In the assembly it is allowed to present accusations, and to prosecute capital offences. Punishments vary according to the quality of the crime. Traitors and deserters they hang upon trees. Cowards, and sluggards, and unnatural prostitutes they smother in mud and bogs under an heap of hurdles. Such diversity in their executions has this view, that in punishing of glaring iniquities, it behoves likewise to display them to sight: but effeminacy and pollution must be buried and concealed. In lighter transgressions too the penalty is measured by the fault, and the delinquents upon conviction are condemned to pay a certain number of horses or cattle. Part of this mulct accrues to the King or to the community, part to him whose wrongs are vindicated, or to his next kindred. In the same assemblies are also chosen their chiefs or rulers, such as administer justice in their villages and boroughs. To each of these are assigned an hundred persons chosen from amongst the populace, to accompany and assist him, men who help him at once with their authority and their counsel.
In the assembly, it's allowed to present accusations and prosecute serious crimes. Punishments vary based on the severity of the offense. Traitors and deserters are hanged from trees. Cowards, lazy people, and unnatural prostitutes are smothered in mud and bogs under a pile of hurdles. This variety in executions serves the purpose of making glaring injustices visible, while effeminacy and corruption must be hidden away. For lighter offenses, the punishment is proportional to the crime, and those found guilty are required to pay a certain number of horses or cattle. Part of this fine goes to the King or the community, while a portion goes to the person wronged or their closest relatives. In the same assemblies, leaders or rulers are also chosen to administer justice in their villages and towns. Each of these leaders is assigned a hundred people selected from the community to accompany and assist him, providing both authority and advice.
Without being armed they transact nothing, whether of public or private concernment. But it is repugnant to their custom for any man to use arms, before the community has attested his capacity to wield them. Upon such testimonial, either one of the rulers, or his father, or some kinsman dignify the young man in the midst of the assembly, with a shield and javelin. This amongst them is the manly robe, this the first degree of honour conferred upon their youth. Before this they seem no more than part of a private family, but thenceforward part of the Commonweal. The princely dignity they confer even upon striplings, whose race is eminently noble, or whose fathers have done great and signal services to the State. For about the rest, who are more vigorous and long since tried, they crowd to attend: nor is it any shame to be seen amongst the followers of these. Nay, there are likewise degrees of followers, higher or lower, just as he whom they follow judges fit. Mighty too is the emulation amongst these followers, of each to be first in favour with his Prince; mighty also the emulation of the Princes, to excel in the number and valour of followers. This is their principal state, this their chief force, to be at all times surrounded with a huge band of chosen young men, for ornament and glory in peace, for security and defence in war. Nor is it amongst his own people only, but even from the neighbouring communities, that any of their Princes reaps so much renown and a name so great, when he surpasses in the number and magnanimity of his followers. For such are courted by Embassies, and distinguished with presents, and by the terror of their fame alone often dissipate wars.
Without weapons, they don’t handle anything, whether it’s public or private matters. However, it’s against their custom for anyone to carry arms until the community has confirmed their ability to use them. After receiving such confirmation, either one of the rulers, or his father, or a relative formally grants the young man a shield and a javelin in front of the assembly. This is their manly robe, the first honor given to their youth. Before this, they seem like just part of a family, but afterward, they become part of the Commonwealth. They even bestow princely status upon young men who come from noble families or whose fathers have made significant contributions to the State. For the others, who are stronger and have been tested for a long time, they gather to support them, and it’s not seen as shameful to be among their followers. In fact, there are also different ranks of followers, higher or lower, depending on what the person they follow deems appropriate. There’s a strong competition among these followers to be favored by their Prince, and the Princes are equally competitive about having a larger and braver group of followers. This is their main status, their greatest strength, always surrounded by a large group of chosen young men, for decoration and honor in peace and for safety and protection in war. And it’s not just among their own people; even from neighboring communities, a Prince gains significant fame and a great reputation when he has more and braver followers. Such Princes are pursued by diplomats, honored with gifts, and often, just by the fear of their reputation, can end wars.
In the day of battle, it is scandalous to the Prince to be surpassed in feats of bravery, scandalous to his followers to fail in matching the bravery of the Prince. But it is infamy during life, and indelible reproach, to return alive from a battle where their Prince was slain. To preserve their Prince, to defend him, and to ascribe to his glory all their own valorous deeds, is the sum and most sacred part of their oath. The Princes fight for victory; for the Prince his followers fight. Many of the young nobility, when their own community comes to languish in its vigour by long peace and inactivity, betake themselves through impatience to other States which then prove to be in war. For, besides that this people cannot brook repose, besides that by perilous adventures they more quickly blazon their fame, they cannot otherwise than by violence and war support their huge train of retainers. For from the liberality of their Prince, they demand and enjoy that war-horse of theirs, with that victorious javelin dyed in the blood of their enemies. In the place of pay, they are supplied with a daily table and repasts; though grossly prepared, yet very profuse. For maintaining such liberality and munificence, a fund is furnished by continual wars and plunder. Nor could you so easily persuade them to cultivate the ground, or to await the return of the seasons and produce of the year, as to provoke the foe and to risk wounds and death: since stupid and spiritless they account it, to acquire by their sweat what they can gain by their blood.
On the day of battle, it's disgraceful for the Prince to be outdone in acts of bravery, and it's shameful for his followers not to match his courage. But returning alive from a battle where their Prince was killed brings them lasting shame and infamy. The main part of their oath is to protect their Prince, defend him, and attribute all their brave deeds to his glory. The Princes fight for victory; their followers fight for the Prince. Many young nobles, when their own community grows weak from long periods of peace and inactivity, become impatient and seek out other states that are at war. This is because they can’t stand being idle, and through risky adventures, they can quickly earn fame. They can only support their large retinues through violence and war. From the generosity of their Prince, they demand and enjoy their war-horse and that victorious javelin stained with the blood of their enemies. Instead of regular pay, they receive meals daily, which, although poorly prepared, are plentiful. The ongoing wars and plunder provide the funds needed to maintain such generosity and lavishness. They could be persuaded far more easily to engage in battle and risk wounds and death than to farm the land or wait for the seasons and harvests, as they consider it foolish and weak to earn through hard work what they could gain through combat.
Upon any recess from war, they do not much attend the chase. Much more of their time they pass in indolence, resigned to sleep and repasts. {Footnote: "Dediti somno, ciboque:" handed over to sloth and gluttony.} All the most brave, all the most warlike, apply to nothing at all; but to their wives, to the ancient men, and to every the most impotent domestic, trust all the care of their house, and of their lands and possessions. They themselves loiter. {Footnote: Are rude and lazy.} Such is the amazing diversity of their nature, that in the same men is found so much delight in sloth, with so much enmity to tranquillity and repose. The communities are wont, of their own accord and man by man, to bestow upon their Princes a certain number of beasts, or a certain portion of grain; a contribution which passes indeed for a mark of reverence and honour, but serves also to supply their necessities. They chiefly rejoice in the gifts which come from the bordering countries, such as are sent not only by particulars but in the name of the State; curious horses, splendid armour, rich harness, with collars of silver and gold. Now too they have learnt, what we have taught them, to receive money.
When there's a break from fighting, they don't really focus on hunting. Instead, they spend most of their time being lazy, just sleeping and eating. {Footnote: "Dediti somno, ciboque:" handed over to sloth and gluttony.} The bravest and most warlike of them do nothing at all; they leave all the responsibilities for their homes, lands, and possessions to their wives, the elders, and those who are incapable. They just hang around. {Footnote: Are rude and lazy.} It's astonishing how they can find so much pleasure in laziness while also being so opposed to calmness and rest. Communities usually choose to offer their Princes a certain number of animals or a portion of grain as a tribute. This is seen as a sign of respect and honor, but it also helps fulfill their needs. They especially appreciate gifts from neighboring lands, which come both from individuals and on behalf of the State, like fine horses, impressive armor, and luxurious gear with silver and gold collars. They've also learned, thanks to us, to accept money.
That none of the several people in Germany live together in cities, is abundantly known; nay, that amongst them none of their dwellings are suffered to be contiguous. They inhabit apart and distinct, just as a fountain, or a field, or a wood happened to invite them to settle. They raise their villages in opposite rows, but not in our manner with the houses joined one to another. Every man has a vacant space quite round his own, whether for security against accidents from fire, or that they want the art of building. With them in truth, is unknown even the use of mortar and of tiles. In all their structures they employ materials quite gross and unhewn, void of fashion and comeliness. Some parts they besmear with an earth so pure and resplendent, that it resembles painting and colours. They are likewise wont to scoop caves deep in the ground, and over them to lay great heaps of dung. Thither they retire for shelter in the winter, and thither convey their grain: for by such close places they mollify the rigorous and excessive cold. Besides when at any time their enemy invades them, he can only ravage the open country, but either knows not such recesses as are invisible and subterraneous; or must suffer them to escape him, on this very account that he is uncertain where to find them.
It's well known that people in Germany don’t live together in cities. In fact, their homes are not allowed to be next to each other. They settle separately, choosing locations like fountains, fields, or woods. They build their villages in opposing rows, but unlike us, they don’t connect their houses. Each person has a clear space around their own home, whether for protection from fire or because they lack the skills to build tightly. They don’t even use mortar or tiles. Their buildings are made from rough, unrefined materials, lacking elegance and style. They cover some areas with a pure, shiny earth that looks like painting and colors. They also dig deep caves in the ground and pile on heaps of dung above them. They retreat there for shelter in winter and store their grain, as these enclosed places help them cope with harsh cold. Additionally, when an enemy invades, they can only destroy the open countryside, as they either don’t know about these hidden underground spaces or can’t catch them because they don't know where to find them.
For their covering a mantle is what they all wear, fastened with a clasp or, for want of it, with a thorn. As far as this reaches not they are naked, and lie whole days before the fire. The most wealthy are distinguished with a vest, not one large and flowing like those of Sarmatians and Parthians, but girt close about them and expressing the proportion of every limb. They likewise wear the skins of savage beasts, a dress which those bordering upon the Rhine use without any fondness or delicacy, but about which such who live further in the country are more curious, as void of all apparel introduced by commerce. They choose certain wild beasts, and, having flayed them, diversify their hides with many spots, as also with the skins of monsters from the deep, such as are engendered in the distant ocean and in seas unknown. Neither does the dress of the women differ from that of the men, save that the women are orderly attired in linen embroidered with purple, and use no sleeves, so that all their arms are bare. The upper part of their breast is withal exposed. Yet the laws of matrimony are severely observed there; nor in the whole of their manners is ought more praiseworthy than this: for they are almost the only Barbarians contented with one wife, excepting a very few amongst them; men of dignity who marry divers wives, from no wantonness or lubricity, but courted for the lustre of their family into many alliances.
For their clothing, they all wear a mantle, clasped with a pin or, if they don't have one, a thorn. Below that, they are mostly naked and spend whole days sitting by the fire. The wealthiest individuals stand out by wearing a tunic, but it’s not the long, flowing style seen among the Sarmatians and Parthians; instead, it’s tight-fitting and shows off the shape of their bodies. They also wear the skins of wild animals, a style that those living near the Rhine don't particularly care for, while those deeper in the countryside take more pride in it, as it lacks any clothing introduced by trade. They select certain wild beasts, skin them, and decorate their hides with various patterns, including the skins of monsters from the ocean, creatures born in distant seas and unknown waters. The women’s clothing is similar to the men’s, except the women wear linen dresses embroidered with purple and have no sleeves, leaving their arms bare. The upper part of their chest is also exposed. However, the rules of marriage are strictly followed; in fact, nothing in their culture is more commendable than this: they are nearly the only Barbarians who are satisfied with one wife, except for a few distinguished men among them who have multiple wives, not out of lust or immorality, but to enhance their family's status through various alliances.
To the husband, the wife tenders no dowry; but the husband, to the wife. The parents and relations attend and declare their approbation of the presents, not presents adapted to feminine pomp and delicacy, nor such as serve to deck the new married woman; but oxen and horse accoutred, and a shield, with a javelin and sword. By virtue of these gifts, she is espoused. She too on her part brings her husband some arms. This they esteem the highest tie, these the holy mysteries, and matrimonial Gods. That the woman may not suppose herself free from the considerations of fortitude and fighting, or exempt from the casualties of war, the very first solemnities of her wedding serve to warn her, that she comes to her husband as a partner in his hazards and fatigues, that she is to suffer alike with him, to adventure alike, during peace or during war. This the oxen joined in the same yoke plainly indicate, this the horse ready equipped, this the present of arms. 'Tis thus she must be content to live, thus to resign life. The arms which she then receives she must preserve inviolate, and to her sons restore the same, as presents worthy of them, such as their wives may again receive, and still resign to her grandchildren.
To the husband, the wife brings no dowry; instead, the husband brings gifts to the wife. The parents and relatives are present and express their approval of the gifts, which are not the typical feminine adornments or things to beautify the new bride, but rather oxen and horse gear, along with a shield, a javelin, and a sword. Through these gifts, she is pledged in marriage. She also gives her husband some weapons. They see this as the strongest bond, these the sacred rites, and the gods of marriage. To ensure the woman understands she is not free from the need for bravery and combat, or exempt from the dangers of war, the very first rituals of her wedding serve to remind her that she comes to her husband as a partner in his risks and hardships, that she will endure just like him, and take chances whether in peace or in war. This is clearly indicated by the oxen yoked together, the horse ready with gear, and the gift of arms. She must accept this way of life; this is how she must be prepared to live and to entrust her life. The weapons she receives must be kept safe, and she must pass them on to her sons as gifts worthy of them, which their wives may again receive, and ultimately pass down to her grandchildren.
They therefore live in a state of chastity well secured; corrupted by no seducing shows and public diversions, by no irritations from banqueting. Of learning and of any secret intercourse by letters, they are all equally ignorant, men and women. Amongst a people so numerous, adultery is exceeding rare; a crime instantly punished, and the punishment left to be inflicted by the husband. He, having cut off her hair, expells her from his house naked, in presence of her kindred, and pursues her with stripes throughout the village. For, to a woman who has prostituted her person, no pardon is ever granted. However beautiful she be, however young, however abounding in wealth, a husband she can never find. In truth, nobody turns vices into mirth there, nor is the practice of corrupting and of yielding to corruption, called the custom of the Age. Better still do those communities, in which none but virgins marry, and where to a single marriage all their views and inclinations are at once confined. Thus, as they have but one body and one life, they take but one husband, that beyond him they may have no thought, no further wishes, nor love him only as their husband but as their marriage. {Footnote: "Sed tamquam matrimonium ament."} To restrain generation and the increase of children, is esteemed an abominable sin, as also to kill infants newly born. And more powerful with them are good manners, than with other people are good laws.
They live in a state of strong chastity, untouched by tempting displays or public entertainment, and free from distractions of feasting. Both men and women are equally unaware of education or any secret communication through letters. In such a large population, adultery is extremely rare; it's a crime that is immediately punished, and the husband is the one to carry out the punishment. He cuts off her hair and forces her out of his house naked, in front of her family, chasing her through the village with blows. For a woman who has sold her body, there is no forgiveness. No matter how beautiful, young, or wealthy she may be, she will never find a husband. In truth, no one turns vices into a joke there, nor is yielding to corruption considered fashionable. Even better are those communities where only virgins marry, and where all hopes and affections are reserved for a single marriage. Thus, since they have one body and one life, they take one husband, so that beyond him they have no other thoughts, desires, or love; they love him not just as their husband but as their marriage. {Footnote: "Sed tamquam matrimonium ament."} Suppressing procreation and increasing the number of children is regarded as a horrible sin, as is killing newborn infants. Good manners hold more sway over them than good laws do over others.
In all their houses the children are reared naked and nasty; and thus grow into those limbs, into that bulk, which with marvel we behold. They are all nourished with the milk of their own mothers, and never surrendered to handmaids and nurses. The lord you cannot discern from the slave, by any superior delicacy in rearing. Amongst the same cattle they promiscuously live, upon the same ground they without distinction lie, till at a proper age the free-born are parted from the rest, and their bravery recommend them to notice. Slow and late do the young men come to the use of women, and thus very long preserve the vigour of youth. Neither are the virgins hastened to wed. They must both have the same sprightly youth, the like stature, and marry when equal and able-bodied. Thus the robustness of the parents is inherited by the children. Children are holden in the same estimation with their mother's brother, as with their father. Some hold this tie of blood to be most inviolable and binding, and in receiving of hostages, such pledges are most considered and claimed, as they who at once possess affections the most unalienable, and the most diffuse interest in their family. To every man, however, his own children are heirs and successors: wills they make none: for want of children his next akin inherits; his own brothers, those of his father, or those of his mother. To ancient men, the more they abound in descendants, in relations and affinities, so much the more favour and reverence accrues. From being childless, no advantage nor estimation is derived.
In all their homes, children grow up naked and unrefined, developing into the remarkable bodies we see. They are all fed with their mothers' milk and are never handed over to nannies or nurses. You cannot tell the lord from the slave by any finer upbringing. They live side by side among the same animals, lying on the same ground without distinction, until they reach an appropriate age when the freeborn are separated from the rest, and their strength draws attention. Young men take a long time to become involved with women, preserving their youthful vitality for many years. Virgins are also not rushed into marriage. Both must have the same lively youth, similar stature, and marry when they are equally strong. Thus, the strength of the parents is passed down to the children. Children are regarded with the same importance by their mother's brother as by their father. Some consider this blood relationship to be the strongest and most binding, and when taking hostages, these bonds are the most valued because they represent the most inseparable affections and a broad interest in their family. However, to every man, his own children are his heirs and successors: they don’t make wills; if he has no children, his closest relatives inherit—his brothers, his father's brothers, or his mother's brothers. The more descendants and relatives an elder has, the more respect and honor they receive. There is no advantage or respect gained from being childless.
All the enmities of your house, whether of your father or of your kindred, you must necessarily adopt; as well as all their friendships. Neither are such enmities unappeasable and permanent: since even for so great a crime as homicide, compensation is made by a fixed number of sheep and cattle, and by it the whole family is pacified to content. A temper this, wholesome to the State; because to a free nation, animosities and faction are always more menacing and perilous. In social feasts, and deeds of hospitality, no nation upon earth was ever more liberal and abounding. To refuse admitting under your roof any man whatsoever, is held wicked and inhuman. Every man receives every comer, and treats him with repasts as large as his ability can possibly furnish. When the whole stock is consumed, he who had treated so hospitably guides and accompanies his guest to a new scene of hospitality; and both proceed to the next house, though neither of them invited. Nor avails it, that they were not: they are there received, with the same frankness and humanity. Between a stranger and an acquaintance, in dispensing the rules and benefits of hospitality, no difference is made. Upon your departure, if you ask anything, it is the custom to grant it; and with the same facility, they ask of you. In gifts they delight, but neither claim merit from what they give, nor own any obligation for what they receive. Their manner of entertaining their guests is familiar and kind.
All the grudges of your family, whether from your father or your relatives, you have to take on; as well as all their friendships. These grudges aren’t unbreakable and permanent: even for serious crimes like murder, compensation is made with a set number of sheep and cattle, and that eases tensions within the whole family. This is a positive attitude for the State because, in a free nation, rivalries and factions are always more threatening and dangerous. No nation on earth is more generous and abundant when it comes to social gatherings and hospitality. Refusing to welcome any guest into your home is considered wrong and inhumane. Everyone welcomes every newcomer and offers them meals as lavish as they can manage. Once the food is all gone, the host, having been so hospitable, leads and accompanies their guest to the next place of welcome, and they both head to the next house even if neither was invited. It doesn’t matter that they weren’t invited; they are received with the same openness and kindness. There’s no distinction made between a stranger and a friend when it comes to sharing the customs and gifts of hospitality. When you leave, if you ask for anything, it's customary to grant it, and they ask things of you with the same ease. They take pleasure in giving gifts but don’t seek credit for what they give, nor do they feel any obligation for what they receive. Their way of hosting guests is friendly and warm.
The moment they rise from sleep, which they generally prolong till late in the day, they bathe, most frequently in warm water; as in a country where the winter is very long and severe. From bathing, they sit down to meat; every man apart, upon a particular seat, and at a separate table. They then proceed to their affairs, all in arms; as in arms, they no less frequently go to banquet. To continue drinking night and day without intermission, is a reproach to no man. Frequent then are their broils, as usual amongst men intoxicated with liquor; and such broils rarely terminate in angry words, but for the most part in maimings and slaughter. Moreover in these their feasts, they generally deliberate about reconciling parties at enmity, about forming affinities, choosing of Princes, and finally about peace and war. For they judge, that at no season is the soul more open to thoughts that are artless and upright, or more fired with such as are great and bold. This people, of themselves nowise subtile or politic, from the freedom of the place and occasion acquire still more frankness to disclose the most secret motions and purposes of their hearts. When therefore the minds of all have been once laid open and declared, on the day following the several sentiments are revised and canvassed; and to both conjectures of time, due regard is had. They consult, when they know not how to dissemble; they determine, when they cannot mistake.
As soon as they wake up, which they usually do quite late in the day, they take a bath, most often in warm water, since they live in a place with long, harsh winters. After bathing, they sit down to eat; each man has his own seat at a separate table. Then they get to work, all armed, as they often go to banquets in the same way. It's not seen as a problem for anyone to drink continuously, day and night. This leads to frequent brawls, as is common among people who have been drinking; these fights rarely just end in angry words, and more often than not result in injuries and deaths. During these feasts, they usually discuss how to reconcile feuding parties, form connections, choose leaders, and ultimately decide on matters of peace and war. They believe that there’s no better time for honest and sincere thoughts, or for bold and ambitious ideas. These people, who aren’t naturally crafty or political, become even more open and willing to reveal their deepest feelings and intentions due to the freedom of the environment and situation. Once everyone’s thoughts have been shared and expressed, the following day, the different opinions are reviewed and discussed, taking into account both the timing and the context. They seek advice when they can’t hide their feelings, and they make decisions when they’re certain.
For their drink, they draw a liquor from barley or other grain; and ferment the same, so as to make it resemble wine. Nay, they who dwell upon the bank of the Rhine deal in wine. Their food is very simple; wild fruit, fresh venison, or coagulated milk. They banish hunger without formality, without curious dressing and curious fare. In extinguishing thirst, they use not equal temperance. If you will but humour their excess in drinking, and supply them with as much as they covet, it will be no less easy to vanquish them by vices than by arms.
For their drink, they make liquor from barley or other grains and ferment it to make it similar to wine. In fact, the people living near the Rhine are into wine. Their food is quite simple; they eat wild fruits, fresh game, or curdled milk. They satisfy their hunger without fuss, with no fancy dishes or elaborate meals. When it comes to quenching their thirst, they lack moderation. If you indulge their excessive drinking and give them as much as they want, it will be just as easy to defeat them through their weaknesses as it would be through violence.
Of public diversions they have but one sort, and in all their meetings the same is still exhibited. Young men, such, as make it their pastime, fling themselves naked and dance amongst sharp swords and the deadly points of javelins. From habit they acquire their skill, and from their skill a graceful manner; yet from hence draw no gain or hire: though this adventurous gaiety has its reward, namely, that of pleasing the spectators. What is marvellous, playing at dice is one of their most serious employments; and even sober, they are gamesters: nay, so desperately do they venture upon the chance of winning or losing, that when their whole substance is played away, they stake their liberty and their persons upon one and the last throw. The loser goes calmly into voluntary bondage. However younger he be, however stronger, he tamely suffers himself to be bound and sold by the winner. Such is their perseverance in an evil course: they themselves call it honour.
They have just one kind of public entertainment, and in all their gatherings, it's always the same. Young men, who enjoy this pastime, throw themselves naked and dance among sharp swords and deadly points of javelins. They develop their skills from practice, and with those skills comes a certain grace; yet they earn no profit or pay from it. This daring fun has its reward, which is to please the spectators. What's surprising is that playing dice is one of their most serious activities; even when they're sober, they're gamblers. In fact, they take such risky bets that when they've lost everything, they wager their freedom and themselves on one last roll. The loser calmly accepts voluntary servitude. No matter how young or strong he is, he quietly allows himself to be bound and sold by the winner. Such is their determination in a bad path: they call it honor.
Slaves of this class, they exchange away in commerce, to free themselves too from the shame of such a victory. Of their other slaves they make not such use as we do of ours, by distributing amongst them the several offices and employments of the family. Each of them has a dwelling of his own, each a household to govern. His lord uses him like a tenant, and obliges him to pay a quantity of grain, or of cattle, or of cloth. Thus far only the subserviency of the slave extends. All the other duties in a family, not the slaves, but the wives and children discharge. To inflict stripes upon a slave, or to put him in chains, or to doom him to severe labour, are things rarely seen. To kill them they sometimes are wont, not through correction or government, but in heat and rage, as they would an enemy, save that no vengeance or penalty follows. The freedmen very little surpass the slaves, rarely are of moment in the house; in the community never, excepting only such nations where arbitrary dominion prevails. For there they bear higher sway than the free-born, nay, higher than the nobles. In other countries the inferior condition of freedmen is a proof of public liberty.
Slaves in this category trade within commerce to also free themselves from the embarrassment of such a victory. They don’t utilize their other slaves the way we do ours, by assigning various household roles and tasks. Each slave has their own place to live, and each manages their own household. Their master treats them like tenants, requiring them to pay a certain amount of grain, livestock, or cloth. Up to this point, the slave's submission is limited. All other responsibilities in a household are handled not by the slaves, but by the wives and children. Inflicting punishment on a slave, chaining them, or condemning them to hard labor is rarely seen. They may sometimes be killed, not as a form of correction or control, but out of anger and rage, like an enemy, except that there’s no retaliation or punishment afterward. Freedmen are only slightly better off than slaves and rarely hold any significant role in the household; in the community, they are never significant, except in those nations where arbitrary power rules. There, they often hold more power than the freeborn, even more than the nobles. In other countries, the lower status of freedmen is a sign of public freedom.
To the practice of usury and of increasing money by interest, they are strangers; and hence is found a better guard against it, than if it were forbidden. They shift from land to land; and, still appropriating a portion suitable to the number of hands for manuring, anon parcel out the whole amongst particulars according to the condition and quality of each. As the plains are very spacious, the allotments are easily assigned. Every year they change, and cultivate a fresh soil; yet still there is ground to spare. For they strive not to bestow labour proportionable to the fertility and compass of their lands, by planting orchards, by enclosing meadows, by watering gardens. From the earth, corn only is exacted. Hence they quarter not the year into so many seasons. Winter, Spring, and Summer, they understand; and for each have proper appellations. Of the name and blessings of Autumn, they are equally ignorant.
To the practice of lending money for interest, they are unfamiliar; and therefore, there's a stronger protection against it than if it were outright banned. They move from place to place, and while reserving a portion appropriate for the number of people farming, they then divide the rest among individuals based on the specific conditions and quality of each area. Since the plains are quite extensive, the divisions are easily made. Every year they rotate their crops and cultivate new soil; yet there is still land available. They do not try to invest labor proportional to the fertility and size of their land, such as planting orchards, fencing meadows, or watering gardens. They only grow grain from the earth. Because of this, they do not divide the year into multiple seasons. They recognize Winter, Spring, and Summer, each having their names. However, they are completely unaware of the name and significance of Autumn.
In performing their funerals, they show no state or vainglory. This only is carefully observed, that with the corpses of their signal men certain woods be burned. Upon the funeral pile they accumulate neither apparel nor perfumes. Into the fire, are always thrown the arms of the dead, and sometimes his horse. With sods of earth only the sepulchre is raised. The pomp of tedious and elaborate monuments they contemn, as things grievous to the deceased. Tears and wailings they soon dismiss: their affliction and woe they long retain. In women, it is reckoned becoming to bewail their loss; in men, to remember it. This is what in general we have learned, in the original and customs of the whole people of Germany. I shall now deduce the institutions and usages of the several people, as far as they vary one from another; as also an account of what nations from thence removed, to settle themselves in Gaul.
In their funerals, they display no grandeur or pride. They do make sure that certain woods are burned with the bodies of their prominent individuals. On the funeral pyre, they don’t pile up clothes or perfumes. They always throw the dead person's weapons into the fire, and sometimes even his horse. The grave is raised only with clods of earth. They scorn the showy and complicated monuments, seeing them as burdensome to the deceased. They quickly dismiss tears and lamentations; however, their sorrow and grief linger for a long time. For women, it's considered appropriate to mourn their loss, while for men, it’s more fitting to remember it. This is what we have generally learned about the traditions and customs of the entire German people. Now, I will outline the institutions and customs of the various groups, as they differ from one another, as well as provide an account of which nations migrated from there to settle in Gaul.
That the Gauls were in times past more puissant and formidable, is related by the Prince of authors, the deified Julius; {Footnote: Julius Caesar.} and hence it is probable that they too have passed into Germany. For what a small obstacle must be a river, to restrain any nation, as each grew more potent, from seizing or changing habitations; when as yet all habitations were common, and not parted or appropriated by the founding and terror of Monarchies? The region therefore between the Hercynian Forest and the rivers Moenus {Footnote: Main.} and Rhine, was occupied by the Helvetians; as was that beyond it by the Boians, both nations of Gaul. There still remains a place called Boiemum, which denotes the primitive name and antiquity of the country, although the inhabitants have been changed. But whether the Araviscans are derived from the Osians, a nation of Germans passing into Pannonia, or the Osians from the Araviscans removing from thence into Germany, is a matter undecided; since they both still use the language, the same customs and the same laws. For, as of old they lived alike poor and alike free, equal proved the evils and advantages on each side the river, and common to both people. The Treverians and Nervians aspire passionately to the reputation of being descended from the Germans; since by the glory of this original, they would escape all imputation of resembling the Gauls in person and effeminacy. Such as dwell upon the bank of the Rhine, the Vangiones, the Tribocians, and the Nemetes, are without doubt all Germans. The Ubians are ashamed of their original; though they have a particular honour to boast, that of having merited an establishment as a Roman Colony, and still delight to be called Agrippinensians, after the name of their founder: they indeed formerly came from beyond the Rhine, and, for the many proofs of their fidelity, were settled upon the very bank of the river; not to be there confined or guarded themselves, but to guard and defend that boundary against the rest of the Germans.
That the Gauls were once more powerful and intimidating is noted by the great author, the deified Julius; {Footnote: Julius Caesar.} and so it’s likely that they also crossed into Germany. After all, what small barrier could a river be to keep any nation from taking or changing lands, especially when all lands were shared and not divided or claimed by the establishment and fear of monarchies? The area between the Hercynian Forest and the rivers Moenus {Footnote: Main.} and Rhine was occupied by the Helvetians, while beyond that, the Boians, both nations of Gaul. There’s still a place called Boiemum, which reflects the original name and history of the region, even though its inhabitants have changed. However, it remains unclear whether the Araviscans come from the Osians, a Germanic tribe moving into Pannonia, or the Osians descend from the Araviscans migrating into Germany, since they both continue to speak the same language, share the same customs, and follow the same laws. Just as they once lived similarly poor and free, the challenges and benefits were equal on both sides of the river, common to both peoples. The Treverians and Nervians passionately desire to claim descent from the Germans; through this esteemed ancestry, they wish to avoid any association with the Gauls in appearance or perceived weakness. Those living on the Rhine, the Vangiones, the Tribocians, and the Nemetes, are undoubtedly all Germans. The Ubians feel embarrassed about their origins; however, they have the unique honor of being recognized as a Roman Colony and still take pride in being called Agrippinensians, after their founder’s name: they originally came from across the Rhine and were settled right by the river due to their many demonstrations of loyalty, not to be confined or protected themselves, but to guard and defend that boundary against the rest of the Germans.
Of all these nations, the Batavians are the most signal in bravery. They inhabit not much territory upon the Rhine, but possess an island in it. They were formerly part of the Cattans, and by means of feuds at home removed to these dwellings; whence they might become a portion of the Roman Empire. With them this honour still remains, as also the memorials of their ancient association with us: for they are not under the contempt of paying tribute, nor subject to be squeezed by the farmers of the revenue. Free from all impositions and payments, and only set apart for the purposes of fighting, they are reserved wholly for the wars, in the same manner as a magazine of weapons and armour. Under the same degree of homage are the nation of the Mattiacians. For such is the might and greatness of the Roman People, as to have carried the awe and esteem of their Empire beyond the Rhine and the ancient boundaries. Thus the Mattiacians, living upon the opposite banks, enjoy a settlement and limits of their own; yet in spirit and inclination are attached to us: in other things resembling the Batavians, save that as they still breathe their original air, still possess their primitive soil, they are thence inspired with superior vigour and keenness. Amongst the people of Germany I would not reckon those who occupy the lands which are under decimation, though they be such as dwell beyond the Rhine and the Danube. By several worthless and vagabond Gauls, and such as poverty rendered daring, that region was seized as one belonging to no certain possessor: afterwards it became a skirt of the Empire and part of a province, upon the enlargement of our bounds and the extending of our garrisons and frontier.
Of all these nations, the Batavians stand out for their bravery. They don’t occupy much land along the Rhine but own an island in it. They were once part of the Cattans and moved to these homes due to internal conflicts, allowing them to become a part of the Roman Empire. This honor still remains with them, along with the memories of their ancient ties with us: they don’t have to pay tribute or deal with tax collectors. Free from all taxes and fees, they are solely dedicated to fighting, much like a store of weapons and armor. The same level of respect applies to the Mattiacians. The power and prestige of the Roman People have stretched their influence and reputation beyond the Rhine and the old borders. Thus, the Mattiacians, living on the opposite banks, have their own settlements and boundaries, yet they are spiritually and emotionally connected to us. They share several traits with the Batavians, except that since they still breathe their original air and possess their ancestral land, they are inspired with greater strength and enthusiasm. Among the people of Germany, I wouldn’t include those living in lands that are devastated, even if they dwell beyond the Rhine and the Danube. Due to some worthless and wandering Gauls, as well as those driven by poverty, that area was claimed as if it belonged to no one. Later, it became part of the Empire and a part of a province as our borders expanded and our garrisons and frontiers extended.
Beyond these are the Cattans, whose territories begin at the Hercynian Forest, and consist not of such wide and marshy plains, as those of the other communities contained within the vast compass of Germany; but produce ranges of hills, such as run lofty and contiguous for a long tract, then by degrees sink and decay. Moreover the Hercynian Forest attends for a while its native Cattans, then suddenly forsakes them. This people are distinguished with bodies more hardy and robust, compact limbs, stern countenances, and greater vigour of spirit. For Germans, they are men of much sense and address. {Footnote: "Leur intelligence et leur finesse étonnent, dans des Germains."} They dignify chosen men, listen to such as are set over them, know how to preserve their post, to discern occasions, to rebate their own ardour and impatience; how to employ the day, how to entrench themselves by night. They account fortune amongst things slippery and uncertain, but bravery amongst such as are never-failing and secure; and, what is exceeding rare nor ever to be learnt but by a wholesome course of discipline, in the conduct of the general they repose more assurance than in the strength of the army. Their whole forces consist of foot, who besides their arms carry likewise instruments of iron and their provisions. You may see other Germans proceed equipped to battle, but the Cattans so as to conduct a war. {Footnote: "Alios ad proelium ire videas, Chattos ad bellum."} They rarely venture upon excursions or casual encounters. It is in truth peculiar to cavalry, suddenly to conquer, or suddenly to fly. Such haste and velocity rather resembles fear. Patience and deliberation are more akin to intrepidity.
Beyond these are the Cattans, whose land starts at the Hercynian Forest. Unlike the wide and marshy plains of other German tribes, their territory features long, high ranges of hills that gradually slope down and fade away. The Hercynian Forest supports the Cattans for a while, then suddenly leaves them. This group is known for their strong and sturdy bodies, tough appearance, and spirited nature. For Germans, they are quite intelligent and skilled. They honor their chosen leaders, respect those in authority, know how to maintain their positions, recognize opportunities, and control their zeal and impatience; they understand how to utilize the daytime and secure themselves at night. They view fortune as unpredictable and slippery but see bravery as steadfast and reliable; and, surprisingly rare and only learned through disciplined practice, they place more trust in their leaders' guidance than in the army's strength. Their entire force consists of foot soldiers, who, along with their weapons, also carry iron tools and provisions. Other Germans may go into battle, but the Cattans are prepared for war. They rarely engage in raids or random skirmishes. This is typically the behavior of cavalry, who can win or flee quickly. Such haste and speed more often indicate fear. Patience and careful planning are more characteristic of bravery.
Moreover a custom, practised indeed in other nations of Germany, yet very rarely and confined only to particulars more daring than the rest, prevails amongst the Cattans by universal consent. As soon as they arrive to maturity of years, they let their hair and beards continue to grow, nor till they have slain an enemy do they ever lay aside this form of countenance by vow sacred to valour. Over the blood and spoil of a foe they make bare their face. They allege, that they have now acquitted themselves of the debt and duty contracted by their birth, and rendered themselves worthy of their country, worthy of their parents. Upon the spiritless, cowardly and unwarlike, such deformity of visage still remains. {Footnote: "Manet squalor."} All the most brave likewise wear an iron ring (a mark of great dishonour this in that nation) and retain it as a chain; till by killing an enemy they become released. Many of the Cattans delight always to bear this terrible aspect; and, when grown white through age, become awful and conspicuous by such marks, both to the enemy and their own countrymen. By them in all engagements the first assault is made: of them the front of the battle is always composed, as men who in their looks are singular and tremendous. For even during peace they abate nothing in the grimness and horror of their countenance. They have no house to inhabit, no land to cultivate, nor any domestic charge or care. With whomsoever they come to sojourn, by him they are maintained; always very prodigal of the substance of others, always despising what is their own, till the feebleness of old age overtakes them, and renders them unequal to the efforts of such rigid bravery.
Moreover, a custom, practiced in some other German nations but very rarely and only by those who are more daring, is universally accepted among the Cattans. As soon as they come of age, they allow their hair and beards to grow, and they only abandon this distinct appearance after they have killed an enemy, as a vow dedicated to bravery. They bare their faces over the blood and loot of a foe. They claim that they have now fulfilled the debt and responsibility that comes with their birth and have proven themselves worthy of their country and their parents. Those who are timid, cowardly, and unwarlike retain this disfigured appearance. {Footnote: "Manet squalor."} All the bravest warriors also wear an iron ring (which is a significant mark of dishonor in that nation) and keep it as a chain until they kill an enemy and can take it off. Many of the Cattans enjoy maintaining this fearsome look, and as they grow old and their hair turns white, they become even more terrifying and noticeable to both enemies and their fellow countrymen. In every battle, they lead the first attack, and the front lines are always made up of these men, who are unique and intimidating in appearance. Even in peacetime, they do not lessen the grimness and horror of their expressions. They have no homes to live in, no land to farm, and no domestic responsibilities. They are supported by whoever they stay with, always extravagant with the resources of others, and constantly disregarding what is their own, until the frailty of old age overtakes them and makes them unable to sustain such harsh bravery.
Next to the Cattans, dwell the Usipians and Tencterians; upon the Rhine now running in a channel uniform and certain, such as suffices for a boundary. The Tencterians, besides their wonted glory in war, surpass in the service and discipline of their cavalry. Nor do the Cattans derive higher applause from their foot, than the Tencterians from their horse. Such was the order established by their forefathers, and what their posterity still pursue. From riding and exercising of horses, their children borrow their pastimes; in this exercise the young men find matter for emulating one another, and in this the old men take pleasure to persevere. Horses are by the father bequeathed as part of his household and family, horses are conveyed amongst the rights of succession, and as such the son receives them; but not the eldest son, like other effects, by priority of birth, but he who happens to be signal in boldness and superior in war.
Next to the Cattans live the Usipians and Tencterians, along the Rhine, which now flows through a steady and defined channel that serves as a boundary. The Tencterians, in addition to their usual glory in battle, excel in their cavalry's service and discipline. The Cattans don’t earn more praise for their infantry than the Tencterians do for their cavalry. This was the tradition set by their ancestors, and it’s what their descendants continue to follow. From riding and training with horses, their children enjoy their leisure activities; in this practice, the young men find ways to challenge each other, and the older men take pleasure in staying active. Horses are passed down by the father as part of his household and family, and they are included in inheritance rights, so the son receives them. However, it’s not always the eldest son who gets them by birth order, but rather the one who proves himself to be brave and excels in battle.
Contiguous to the Tencterians formerly dwelt the Bructerians, in whose room it is said the Chamavians and Angrivarians are now settled; they who expulsed and almost extirpated the Bructerians, with the concurrence of the neighbouring nations: whether in detestation of their arrogance, or allured by the love of spoil, or through the special favour of the Gods towards us Romans. They in truth even vouchsafed to gratify us with the sight of the battle. In it there fell above sixty thousand souls, without a blow struck by the Romans; but, what is a circumstance still more glorious, fell to furnish them with a spectacle of joy and recreation. May the Gods continue and perpetuate amongst these nations, if not any love for us, yet by all means this their animosity and hate towards each other: since whilst the destiny of the Empire thus urges it, fortune cannot more signally befriend us, than in sowing strife amongst our foes.
Next to the Tencterians used to live the Bructerians, who have now been replaced by the Chamavians and Angrivarians. They expelled and nearly wiped out the Bructerians, with the help of neighboring nations—whether it was out of hatred for their arrogance, a desire for plunder, or because of the special favor of the Gods toward us Romans. In fact, they even allowed us to witness the battle. More than sixty thousand people fell, without a single blow being struck by the Romans; but, even more gloriously, it provided us with a spectacle of joy and entertainment. May the Gods continue and sustain among these nations, if not a love for us, then at least their animosity and hatred for each other; as long as the fate of the Empire pushes forward, fortune can do no better for us than to sow discord among our enemies.
The Angrivarians and Chamavians are enclosed behind, by the Dulgibinians and Chasuarians; and by other nations not so much noted: before, the Frisians face them. The country of Frisia is divided into two; called the greater and lesser, according to the measure of their strength. Both nations stretch along the Rhine, quite to the ocean; and surround vast lakes such as once have borne Roman fleets. We have moreover even ventured out from thence into the ocean, and upon its coasts common fame has reported the pillars of Hercules to be still standing: whether it be that Hercules ever visited these parts, or that to his renowned name we are wont to ascribe whatever is grand and glorious everywhere. Neither did Drusus who made the attempt, want boldness to pursue it: but the roughness of the ocean withstood him, nor would suffer discoveries to be made about itself, no more than about Hercules. Thenceforward the enterprise was dropped: nay, more pious and reverential it seemed, to believe the marvellous feats of the Gods than to know and to prove them. {Footnote: "Coelum ipsum petimus stultitia."}
The Angrivarians and Chamavians are surrounded by the Dulgibinians and Chasuarians, along with other lesser-known nations. In front of them, the Frisians stand. The land of Frisia is divided into two parts: the greater and the lesser, based on their strength. Both groups stretch along the Rhine all the way to the ocean and surround large lakes that once hosted Roman fleets. Moreover, we even ventured out into the ocean, and it is commonly said that the pillars of Hercules are still standing along its shores—whether Hercules ever came here, or if we just attribute anything grand and glorious to his famous name. Drusus, who tried to explore, lacked the courage to continue; he was held back by the rough ocean, which wouldn't allow any discoveries about itself, just like it wouldn't give up its secrets to Hercules. After that, the effort was abandoned; it seemed more respectful and pious to believe in the amazing feats of the Gods than to attempt to know and prove them. {Footnote: "Coelum ipsum petimus stultitia."}
Hitherto, I have been describing Germany towards the west. To the northward, it winds away with an immense compass. And first of all occurs the nation of the Chaucians: who though they begin immediately at the confines of the Frisians, and occupy part of the shore, extend so far as to border upon all the several people whom I have already recounted; till at last, by a circuit, they reach quite to the boundaries of the Cattans. A region so vast, the Chaucians do not only possess but fill; a people of all the Germans the most noble, such as would rather maintain their grandeur by justice than violence. They live in repose, retired from broils abroad, void of avidity to possess more, free from a spirit of domineering over others. They provoke no wars, they ravage no countries, they pursue no plunder. Of their bravery and power, the chief evidence arises from hence, that, without wronging or oppressing others, they are come to be superior to all. Yet they are all ready to arm, and if an exigency require, armies are presently raised, powerful and abounding as they are in men and horses; and even when they are quiet and their weapons laid aside, their credit and name continue equally high.
Up until now, I have been describing Germany to the west. To the north, it stretches out over a wide area. First, we have the nation of the Chaucians, who, although they start right at the borders of the Frisians and occupy part of the coastline, extend far enough to be neighbors with all the various peoples I have already mentioned; eventually, they loop around to reach the borders of the Cattans. The Chaucians don’t just inhabit this vast region; they thrive in it. They are the most noble among all the Germanic tribes, preferring to uphold their greatness through justice rather than through violence. They live peacefully, away from conflicts elsewhere, lacking greed to acquire more, and free from a desire to dominate others. They initiate no wars, devastate no lands, and seek no loot. Their bravery and strength are evident from the fact that, without wronging or oppressing anyone, they have come to be superior to all. Nevertheless, they are always ready to fight, and if the situation demands it, they can quickly gather powerful armies, abundant in both men and horses; even in times of peace, when their weapons are put away, their reputation and status remain very high.
Along the side of the Chaucians and Cattans dwell the Cheruscans; a people who finding no enemy to rouse them, were enfeebled by a peace overlasting and uniform, but such as they failed not to nourish. A conduct which proved more pleasing than secure; since treacherous is that repose which you enjoy amongst neighbours that are very powerful and very fond of rule and mastership. When recourse is once had to the sword, modesty and fair dealing will be vainly pleaded by the weaker; names these which are always assumed by the stronger. Thus the Cheruscans, they who formerly bore the character of good and upright, are now called cowards and fools; and the fortune of the Cattans who subdued them, grew immediately to be wisdom. In the ruin of the Cheruscans, the Fosians, also their neighbours, were involved; and in their calamities bore an equal share, though in their prosperity they had been weaker and less considered.
Alongside the Chaucians and Cattans live the Cheruscans; a people who, finding no enemies to challenge them, became weakened by an endless and steady peace, yet they did not fail to nurture it. This behavior turned out to be more pleasing than safe; because that kind of peace is treacherous when surrounded by neighbors who are very powerful and love to rule. Once the sword is drawn, the weaker party’s pleadings for modesty and fairness will be futile; those are claims often made by the stronger side. Thus, the Cheruscans, who were once seen as good and honest, are now labeled cowards and fools; and the fortune of the Cattans, who conquered them, quickly became wisdom. In the downfall of the Cheruscans, their neighbors, the Fosians, were also involved; they shared equally in the misfortunes, even though they had been weaker and less regarded during the Cheruscans' times of prosperity.
In the same winding tract of Germany live the Cimbrians, close to the ocean; a community now very small, but great in fame. Nay, of their ancient renown, many and extensive are the traces and monuments still remaining; even their entrenchments upon either shore, so vast in compass that from thence you may even now measure the greatness and numerous bands of that people, and assent to the account of an army so mighty. It was on the six hundred and fortieth year of Rome, when of the arms of the Cimbrians the first mention was made, during the Consulship of Caecilius Metellus and Papirius Carbo. If from that time we count to the second Consulship of the Emperor Trajan, the interval comprehends near two hundred and ten years; so long have we been conquering Germany. In a course of time, so vast between these two periods, many have been the blows and disasters suffered on each side. In truth neither from the Samnites, nor from the Carthaginians, nor from both Spains, nor from all the nations of Gaul, have we received more frequent checks and alarms; nor even from the Parthians: for, more vigorous and invincible is the liberty of the Germans than the monarchy of the Arsacides. Indeed, what has the power of the East to allege to our dishonour; but the fall of Crassus, that power which was itself overthrown and abased by Ventidius, with the loss of the great King Pacorus bereft of his life? But by the Germans the Roman People have been bereft of five armies, all commanded by Consuls; by the Germans, the commanders of these armies, Carbo, and Cassius, and Scaurus Aurelius, and Servilius Caepio, as also Marcus Manlius, were all routed or taken: by the Germans even the Emperor Augustus was bereft of Varus and three legions. Nor without difficulty and loss of men were they defeated by Caius Marius in Italy, or by the deified Julius in Gaul, or by Drusus or Tiberius or Germanicus in their native territories. Soon after, the mighty menaces of Caligula against them ended in mockery and derision. Thenceforward they continued quiet, till taking advantage of our domestic division and civil wars, they stormed and seized the winter entrenchments of the legions, and aimed at the dominion of Gaul; from whence they were once more expulsed, and in the times preceding the present, we gained a triumph over them rather than a victory.
In the same winding region of Germany live the Cimbrians, close to the ocean; a community that is now very small but widely renowned. Indeed, many significant remnants of their ancient glory remain; even their fortifications on both shores are so vast that you can still measure the greatness and the numerous bands of that people, confirming reports of such a powerful army. It was in the year 640 since the founding of Rome that the Cimbrians were first mentioned during the Consulship of Caecilius Metellus and Papirius Carbo. If we count from that time to the second Consulship of Emperor Trajan, nearly 210 years have passed; that’s how long we’ve been conquering Germany. Over this long period, both sides have suffered many blows and disasters. In fact, we have received more frequent setbacks and alerts from the Germans than from the Samnites, the Carthaginians, either of the Spains, or all the nations of Gaul, and even from the Parthians: the Germans are more vigorous and unyielding in their freedom than the rule of the Arsacides. What does the Eastern power have to claim against us but the fall of Crassus, a power that was itself defeated and humiliated by Ventidius, along with the death of the great King Pacorus? The Romans have lost five armies to the Germans, all commanded by Consuls; the commanders of these armies—Carbo, Cassius, Scaurus Aurelius, Servilius Caepio, and Marcus Manlius—were all defeated or captured. The Emperor Augustus also lost Varus and three legions to them. Their defeat at the hands of Caius Marius in Italy, or by the divine Julius in Gaul, or by Drusus, Tiberius, or Germanicus in their own territories wasn’t without significant hardship and loss of troops. Soon after, the threatening actions of Caligula against them ended in mockery. After that, they remained quiet until they took advantage of our internal divisions and civil wars, storming and seizing the winter encampments of the legions and targeting the dominion of Gaul; from which they were expelled once more, and in the times leading up to now, we achieved a triumph over them rather than a victory.
I must now proceed to speak of the Suevians, who are not, like the Cattans and Tencterians, comprehended in a single people; but divided into several nations all bearing distinct names, though, in general they are entitled Suevians, and occupy the larger share of Germany. This people are remarkable for a peculiar custom, that of twisting their hair and binding it up in a knot. It is thus the Suevians are distinguished from the other Germans, thus the free Suevians from their slaves. In other nations, whether from alliance of blood with the Suevians, or, as is usual, from imitation, this practice is also found, yet rarely, and never exceeds the years of youth. The Suevians, even when their hair is white through age, continue to raise it backwards in a manner stern and staring; and often tie it upon the top of their head only. That of their Princes, is more accurately disposed, and so far they study to appear agreeable and comely; but without any culpable intention. For by it, they mean not to make love or to incite it: they thus dress when proceeding to war, and deck their heads so as to add to their height and terror in the eyes of the enemy.
I will now talk about the Suevians, who aren't grouped into a single tribe like the Cattans and Tencterians, but are divided into several distinct nations that have their own names. Generally, they are known as the Suevians and they make up a large part of Germany. This group is known for a unique custom of twisting their hair and tying it up in a knot. This is how the Suevians set themselves apart from other Germans, and how the free Suevians distinguish themselves from their slaves. In other nations, whether because of blood ties to the Suevians or just out of imitation, this hairstyle can be found but it's rare and usually only worn during youth. The Suevians continue to style their hair backward in a stern and fierce manner even when they are old and their hair has turned white; they often tie it on top of their heads. The hairstyles of their leaders are more carefully arranged, aiming to look attractive and presentable, but there’s no malicious intent behind it. They don’t dress this way to attract love or incite desire; they style their hair like this when going to war to appear taller and more intimidating in the eyes of their enemies.
Of all the Suevians, the Semnones recount themselves to be the most ancient and most noble. The belief of their antiquity is confirmed by religious mysteries. At a stated time of the year, all the several people descended from the same stock, assemble by their deputies in a wood; consecrated by the idolatries of their forefathers, and by superstitious awe in times of old. There by publicly sacrificing a man, they begin the horrible solemnity of their barbarous worship. To this grove another sort of reverence is also paid. No one enters it otherwise than bound with ligatures, thence professing his subordination and meanness, and the power of the Deity there. If he fall down, he is not permitted to rise or be raised, but grovels along upon the ground. And of all their superstition, this is the drift and tendency; that from this place the nation drew their original, that here God, the supreme Governor of the world, resides, and that all things else whatsoever are subject to him and bound to obey him. The potent condition of the Semnones has increased their influence and authority, as they inhabit an hundred towns; and from the largeness of their community it comes, that they hold themselves for the head of the Suevians.
Of all the Suevians, the Semnones consider themselves to be the oldest and the noblest. Their belief in their ancient lineage is supported by their religious rituals. At a specific time each year, all the various groups descended from the same ancestors come together through their representatives in a sacred forest, honored by the practices of their ancestors and the superstitions of the past. There, they start their gruesome ceremony of worship by publicly sacrificing a man. This grove also receives a different type of respect. No one enters it without being bound, which signifies their submission and humility before the Deity who dwells there. If someone falls down, they are not allowed to get up or be lifted, but must crawl along the ground. The essence of all their superstition is this: the nation traces its origins back to this place, where God, the supreme ruler of the world, resides, and everything else is subject to him and required to obey him. The strong position of the Semnones has boosted their influence and authority, as they live in a hundred towns; and because of their large community, they see themselves as the leaders of the Suevians.
What on the contrary ennobles the Langobards is the smallness of their number, for that they, who are surrounded with very many and very powerful nations, derive their security from no obsequiousness or plying; but from the dint of battle and adventurous deeds. There follow in order the Reudignians, and Aviones, and Angles, and Varinians, and Eudoses, and Suardones and Nuithones; all defended by rivers or forests. Nor in one of these nations does aught remarkable occur, only that they universally join in the worship of Herthum; that is to say, the Mother Earth. Her they believe to interpose in the affairs of men, and to visit countries. In an island of the ocean stands the wood Castum; in it is a chariot dedicated to the Goddess, covered over with a curtain, and permitted to be touched by none but the Priest. Whenever the Goddess enters this her holy vehicle, he perceives her; and with profound veneration attends the motion of the chariot, which is always drawn by yoked cows. Then it is that days of rejoicing always ensue, and in all places whatsoever which she descends to honour with a visit and her company, feasts and recreation abound. They go not to war; they touch no arms; fast laid up is every hostile weapon; peace and repose are then only known, then only beloved, till to the temple the same priest reconducts the Goddess when well tired with the conversation of mortal beings. Anon the chariot is washed and purified in a secret lake, as also the curtains; nay, the Deity herself too, if you choose to believe it. In this office it is slaves who minister, and they are forthwith doomed to be swallowed up in the same lake. Hence all men are possessed with mysterious terror; as well as with a holy ignorance what that must be, which none see but such as are immediately to perish. Moreover this quarter of the Suevians stretches to the middle of Germany.
What makes the Langobards stand out is their small number. They are surrounded by many powerful nations, yet they rely on their own strength in battle and daring deeds for security, not on flattery or submission. Next are the Reudignians, Aviones, Angles, Varinians, Eudoses, Suardones, and Nuithones; all protected by rivers or forests. Nothing noteworthy happens in these nations, except that they all worship Herthum, the Mother Earth. They believe she intervenes in human affairs and visits different lands. On an island in the ocean lies the sacred forest Castum, which contains a chariot dedicated to the Goddess, covered with a curtain, and only the Priest is allowed to touch it. Whenever the Goddess enters her holy chariot, the Priest perceives her and with great reverence watches the movement of the chariot, which is always pulled by yoked cows. This is when days of celebration follow, and in all places she chooses to visit, there are feasts and festivities. They do not go to war; they do not handle weapons; all hostile arms are stored away; peace and rest are known and cherished only at this time, until the same Priest returns the Goddess to the temple when she is weary from mingling with mortals. Soon the chariot is washed and purified in a hidden lake, along with the curtains; indeed, even the Deity herself is washed, if you believe that. This task is carried out by slaves, who are then condemned to be swallowed by the lake. Because of this, all are filled with mysterious fear and a holy ignorance about what it means, as only those about to perish can see it. Additionally, this area of the Suevians extends to the heart of Germany.
The community next adjoining, is that of the Hermondurians; (that I may now follow the course of the Danube, as a little before I did that of the Rhine) a people this, faithful to the Romans. So that to them alone of all the Germans, commerce is permitted; not barely upon the bank of the Rhine, but more extensively, and even in that glorious colony in the province of Rhoetia. They travel everywhere at their own discretion and without a guard; and when to other nations, we show no more than our arms and encampments, to this people we throw open our houses and dwellings, as to men who have no longing to possess them. In the territories of the Hermondurians rises the Elbe, a river very famous and formerly well known to us; at present we only hear it named.
The community next to them is the Hermondurians; (now I’ll continue along the course of the Danube, just as I did with the Rhine) a people loyal to the Romans. Because of this, they alone among all the Germans are allowed to trade; not just along the Rhine, but more broadly, even in that prominent colony in the province of Rhoetia. They travel wherever they like and without a guard; while to other nations, we only show our weapons and camps, to this group we open our homes and living spaces, as if they have no desire to take them. In the territories of the Hermondurians flows the Elbe, a river that’s very famous and was well known to us in the past; nowadays, we only hear it mentioned.
Close by the Hermondurians reside the Nariscans, and next to them the Marcomanians and Quadians. Amongst these the Marcomanians are most signal in force and renown; nay, their habitation itself they acquired by their bravery, as from thence they formerly expulsed the Boians. Nor do the Nariscans or Quadians degenerate in spirit. Now this is as it were the frontier of Germany, as far as Germany is washed by the Danube. To the times within our memory the Marcomanians and Quadians were governed by kings, who were natives of their own, descended from the noble line of Maroboduus and Tudrus. At present they are even subject to such as are foreigners. But the whole strength and sway of their kings is derived from the authority of the Romans. From our arms, they rarely receive any aid; from our money very frequently.
Nearby the Hermondurians live the Nariscans, and next to them are the Marcomanians and Quadians. Among these groups, the Marcomanians are the most notable in strength and reputation; in fact, they gained their land through their bravery, having previously expelled the Boians from it. The Nariscans and Quadians also show no decline in spirit. This area can be seen as the edge of Germany, at least where Germany is bordered by the Danube. In our recent memory, the Marcomanians and Quadians were ruled by kings from their own people, descended from the noble lineage of Maroboduus and Tudrus. Currently, they are even ruled by foreigners. However, the true power and influence of their kings come from the authority of the Romans. They rarely receive support from our military, but they frequently benefit from our financial aid.
Nor less powerful are the several people beyond them; namely, the Marsignians, the Gothinians, the Osians and the Burians, who altogether enclose the Marcomanians and Quadians behind. Of those, the Marsignians and the Burians in speech and dress resemble the Suevians. From the Gallic language spoken by the Gothinians, and from that of Pannonia by the Osians, it is manifest that neither of these people are Germans; as it is also from their bearing to pay tribute. Upon them as upon aliens their tribute is imposed, partly by the Sarmatians, partly by the Quadians. The Gothinians, to heighten their disgrace, are forced to labour in the iron mines. By all these several nations but little level country is possessed: they are seated amongst forests, and upon the ridges and declivities of mountains. For, Suevia is parted by a continual ridge of mountains; beyond which, live many distinct nations. Of these the Lygians are most numerous and extensive, and spread into several communities. It will suffice to mention the most puissant; even the Arians, Helvicones, Manimians; Elysians and Naharvalians. Amongst the Naharvalians is shown a grove, sacred to devotion extremely ancient. Over it a Priest presides apparelled like a woman; but according to the explication of the Romans, 'tis Castor and Pollux who are here worshipped. This Divinity is named Alcis. There are indeed no images here, no traces of an extraneous superstition: yet their devotion is addressed to young men and to brothers. Now the Aryans, besides their forces, in which they surpass the several nations just recounted, are in their persons stern and truculent; and even humour and improve their natural grimness and ferocity by art and time. They wear black shields, their bodies are painted black, they choose dark nights for engaging in battle; and by the very awe and ghastly hue of their army, strike the enemy with dread, as none can bear this their aspect so surprising and as it were quite infernal. For, in all battles the eyes are vanquished first.
No less powerful are the various people beyond them; namely, the Marsignians, the Gothinians, the Osians, and the Burians, who altogether surround the Marcomanians and Quadians. Among these, the Marsignians and the Burians resemble the Suevians in speech and clothing. From the Gallic language spoken by the Gothinians, and the Pannonian language spoken by the Osians, it is clear that neither of these groups are Germans; this is also evident from their obligation to pay tribute. They are subjected to tribute like foreigners, partly by the Sarmatians and partly by the Quadians. To add to their shame, the Gothinians are forced to work in the iron mines. All these various nations occupy very little flat land; they are located among forests and on the slopes and ridges of mountains. For Suevia is divided by a continuous mountain ridge; beyond which live many distinct nations. Among these, the Lygians are the most numerous and widespread, splitting into several communities. It suffices to mention the most powerful: the Arians, Helvicones, Manimians, Elysians, and Naharvalians. Among the Naharvalians, there is a grove dedicated to an extremely ancient worship. A priest presides over it, dressed like a woman; but according to Roman interpretation, it is Castor and Pollux who are worshipped here. This deity is named Alcis. Indeed, there are no images here, no signs of foreign superstition; yet their worship is directed towards young men and brothers. Now, the Aryans, aside from their forces, in which they surpass the previously mentioned nations, are stern and fierce in nature; and they even enhance their natural grimness and ferocity through art and time. They carry black shields, paint their bodies black, and choose dark nights for battles; and by the very fear and ghastly appearance of their army, they instill dread in their enemies, as none can withstand such a surprising and almost infernal sight. For, in all battles, it is the eyes that are defeated first.
Beyond the Lygians dwell the Gothones, under the rule of a King; and thence held in subjection somewhat stricter than the other German nations, yet not so strict as to extinguish all their liberty. Immediately adjoining are the Rugians and Lemovians upon the coast of the ocean, and of these several nations the characteristics are a round shield, a short sword and kingly government. Next occur the communities of the Suiones, situated in the ocean itself; and besides their strength in men and arms, very powerful at sea. The form of their vessels varies thus far from ours, that they have prows at each end, so as to be always ready to row to shore without turning; nor are they moved by sails, nor on their sides have benches of oars placed, but the rowers ply here and there in all parts of the ship alike, as in some rivers is done, and change their oars from place to place, just as they shift their course hither or thither. To wealth also, amongst them, great veneration is paid, and thence a single ruler governs them, without all restriction of power, and exacting unlimited obedience. Neither here, as amongst other nations of Germany, are arms used indifferently by all, but shut up and warded under the care of a particular keeper, who in truth too is always a slave: since from all sudden invasions and attacks from their foes, the ocean protects them: besides that armed bands, when they are not employed, grow easily debauched and tumultuous. The truth is, it suits not the interest of an arbitrary Prince, to trust the care and power of arms either with a nobleman or with a freeman, or indeed with any man above the condition of a slave.
Beyond the Lygians live the Gothones, ruled by a King; they are held in a bit more control than the other German tribes, but not so tightly that they lose all their freedom. Right next to them are the Rugians and Lemovians on the ocean coast, and among these various nations, their features include a round shield, a short sword, and a monarchical system. Following them are the Suiones, located directly in the ocean; in addition to their strength in men and weapons, they are very powerful at sea. Their ships differ from ours in that they have a bow at both ends, allowing them to row to shore without turning around; they are not powered by sails and do not have benches for rowers on their sides. Instead, rowers move around the entire ship as needed, much like in some rivers, swapping the position of their oars as they change direction. Wealth is highly respected among them, leading to a single leader who governs without limitations and expects total obedience. Unlike other Germanic tribes, weapons are not shared among everyone but are secured and overseen by a specific keeper, who is always a slave. This is because the ocean protects them from sudden raids and attacks, and armed groups, when not actively engaged, can easily become unruly. In truth, it is not in the interest of an arbitrary ruler to trust the responsibility and power of weapons to a noble, a free person, or anyone above the status of a slave.
Beyond the Suiones is another sea, one very heavy and almost void of agitation; and by it the whole globe is thought to be bounded and environed, for that the reflection of the sun, after his setting, continues till his rising, so bright as to darken the stars. To this, popular opinion has added, that the tumult also of his emerging from the sea is heard, that forms divine are then seen, as likewise the rays about his head. Only thus far extend the limits of nature, if what fame says be true. Upon the right of the Suevian Sea the Aestyan nations reside, who use the same customs and attire with the Suevians; their language more resembles that of Britain. They worship the Mother of the Gods. As the characteristic of their national superstition, they wear the images of wild boars. This alone serves them for arms, this is the safeguard of all, and by this every worshipper of the Goddess is secured even amidst his foes. Rare amongst them is the use of weapons of iron, but frequent that of clubs. In producing of grain and the other fruits of the earth, they labour with more assiduity and patience than is suitable to the usual laziness of Germans. Nay, they even search the deep, and of all the rest are the only people who gather amber. They call it glasing, and find it amongst the shallows and upon the very shore. But, according to the ordinary incuriosity and ignorance of Barbarians, they have neither learnt, nor do they inquire, what is its nature, or from what cause it is produced. In truth it lay long neglected amongst the other gross discharges of the sea; till from our luxury, it gained a name and value. To themselves it is of no use: they gather it rough, they expose it in pieces coarse and unpolished, and for it receive a price with wonder. You would however conceive it to be a liquor issuing from trees, for that in the transparent substance are often seen birds and other animals, such as at first stuck in the soft gum, and by it, as it hardened, became quite enclosed. I am apt to believe that, as in the recesses of the East are found woods and groves dropping frankincense and balms, so in the isles and continent of the West such gums are extracted by the force and proximity of the sun; at first liquid and flowing into the next sea, then thrown by winds and waves upon the opposite shore. If you try the nature of amber by the application of fire, it kindles like a torch; and feeds a thick and unctuous flame very high scented, and presently becomes glutinous like pitch or rosin.
Beyond the Suiones lies another sea, one that is quite calm and almost motionless; and it's believed that this sea surrounds the entire globe, as the reflection of the sun, after it sets, remains visible until it rises again, so bright that it dims the stars. Popular belief suggests that the noise of the sun rising from the sea can be heard, and divine forms are seen along with rays surrounding its head. This is said to be the extent of nature’s boundaries, if what people say is correct. To the right of the Suevian Sea live the Aestyan tribes, who share the same customs and clothing as the Suevians, but their language is more similar to that of the British. They worship the Mother of the Gods. As a part of their unique beliefs, they wear images of wild boars. This is their only weapon, protecting everyone, and it ensures that every devotee of the Goddess is safe even among their enemies. It's rare for them to use iron weapons, but they frequently use clubs. They work harder and more patiently in farming and producing crops than is typical for Germans, who are usually more laid back. In fact, they even dive deep into the water, and they are the only ones who gather amber. They call it glasing, and they find it in the shallow waters and on the shore. However, due to the usual ignorance and lack of curiosity of Barbarians, they don't know or ask what it really is or where it comes from. For a long time, it was overlooked among the other rough debris of the sea until our luxury gave it a name and value. It's of no use to them; they collect it in its rough form, display it in coarse, unpolished pieces, and sell it, often with surprise at the price they receive. You might think it resembles a liquid coming from trees, as birds and other creatures can often be seen trapped within the transparent substance, having gotten stuck in the soft resin and then completely enclosed as it hardened. I believe that just as the East has woods and groves producing frankincense and balm, the islands and land in the West extract such resins due to the heat and proximity to the sun; initially fluid and flowing into the nearby sea, and then tossed by winds and waves onto the opposite shore. When you test amber with fire, it ignites like a torch, producing a thick and aromatic flame, and soon becomes sticky like pitch or rosin.
Upon the Suiones, border the people Sitones; and, agreeing with them in all other things, differ from them in one, that here the sovereignty is exercised by a woman. So notoriously do they degenerate not only from a state of liberty, but even below a state of bondage. Here end the territories of the Suevians.
Upon the Suiones, the Sitones live nearby; and while they agree on almost everything, they differ in one key aspect: here, the power is held by a woman. Their situation is so dire that they have fallen not only from a state of freedom but even below that of slavery. Here, the lands of the Suevians come to an end.
Whether amongst the Sarmatians or the Germans I ought to account the Peucinians, the Venedians, and the Fennians, is what I cannot determine; though the Peucinians, whom some call Basstarnians, speak the same language with the Germans, use the same attire, build like them, and live like them, in that dirtiness and sloth so common to all. Somewhat they are corrupted into the fashion of the Sarmatians by the intermarriages of the principal sort with that nation: from whence the Venedians have derived very many of their customs and a great resemblance. For they are continually traversing and infesting with robberies all the forests and mountains lying between the Peucinians and Fennians. Yet they are rather reckoned amongst the Germans, for that they have fixed houses, and carry shields, and prefer travelling on foot, and excel in swiftness. Usages these, all widely differing from those of the Sarmatians, who live on horseback and dwell in waggons. In wonderful savageness live the nation of the Fennians, and in beastly poverty, destitute of arms, of horses, and of homes; their food, the common herbs; their apparel, skins; their bed, the earth; their only hope in their arrows, which for want of iron they point with bones. Their common support they have from the chase, women as well as men; for with these the former wander up and down, and crave a portion of the prey. Nor other shelter have they even for their babes, against the violence of tempests and ravening beasts, than to cover them with the branches of trees twisted together: this a reception for the old men, and hither resort the young. Such a condition they judge more happy than the painful occupation of cultivating the ground, than the labour of rearing houses, than the agitations of hope and fear attending the defence of their own property or the seizing that of others. Secure against the designs of men, secure against the malignity of the Gods, they have accomplished a thing of infinite difficulty; that to them nothing remains even to be wished.
Whether I should place the Peucinians, the Venedians, and the Fennians among the Sarmatians or the Germans is something I can't decide; although the Peucinians, whom some call Basstarnians, speak the same language as the Germans, dress similarly, have a similar build, and live like them, sharing in the dirtiness and laziness that is common to all. They are somewhat influenced by Sarmatian customs due to intermarriages with that group, from which the Venedians have adopted many of their ways and a great similarity. They constantly roam around and commit robberies in all the forests and mountains between the Peucinians and Fennians. However, they are usually considered part of the Germans because they have permanent homes, carry shields, prefer to travel on foot, and excel in speed. These practices are quite different from those of the Sarmatians, who live on horseback and stay in wagons. The Fennians live in a savage manner and in extreme poverty, lacking weapons, horses, and homes; they eat common herbs, wear skins, and sleep on the ground, relying solely on their arrows, which they tip with bones due to a lack of iron. They all depend on hunting, men and women alike, as the former wander around looking for a share of the catch. They have no other shelter for their babies against storms and wild animals than to cover them with intertwined branches of trees: this is a refuge for the old men, and the young come here as well. They consider this way of life better than the hard work of farming, the labor of building houses, or the worries of protecting their possessions or trying to take from others. Free from human schemes and the cruelty of the gods, they have achieved something incredibly difficult; for them, nothing remains even to be wished for.
What further accounts we have are fabulous: as that the Hellusians and Oxiones have the countenances and aspect of men, with the bodies and limbs of savage beasts. This, as a thing about which I have no certain information, I shall leave untouched.
What further stories we have are incredible: that the Hellusians and Oxiones have the faces and appearance of humans, but the bodies and limbs of wild animals. Since I don't have reliable information about this, I'll leave it alone.
THE LIFE OF AGRICOLA, WITH AN ACCOUNT OF THE SITUATION, CLIMATE, AND PEOPLE OF BRITAIN.
Amongst the Ancients, it was common to transmit to posterity the characters and exploits of memorable men: nor in truth in our own times has the Age, however indifferent about what concerns itself, failed to observe the like usage, whenever any spirit eminent for great and signal virtue has vanquished and triumphed over the blindness of such as cannot distinguish right from wrong, as well as over the spite of malignants; for, spite and blindness are evils common to great States and to small. But, as in those early times there was found greater propensity to feats of renown, and more scope to perform them; so whoever excelled in a happy genius was naturally led to display the merits and memory of the virtuous dead, without all view to court favour, or to gain advantages, but only by the motives and recompense flowing from a benevolent and conscientious mind. Indeed there were several who, in recounting their own lives, concluded, that they thence showed rather a confidence in their own integrity and demeanour than any mark of arrogance. Neither was the account which Rutilius and Scaurus gave of themselves, thence the less credited or the more censured. So true it is, that the several virtues are best understood and most prized, during the same times in which they are most easily produced. But to myself, who am going to relate the life of a person deceased, I find pardon necessary; which I should not have asked, were I not about to revive and traverse times so sanguinary, and baneful to all virtue.
Among the Ancients, it was common to pass down the stories and deeds of remarkable people: and honestly, even in our own times, the world, despite being indifferent to its own affairs, has not failed to observe a similar practice whenever someone distinguished by great and notable virtue has overcome the ignorance of those who cannot tell right from wrong, as well as the malice of others; for, malice and ignorance are issues common to both large and small states. However, just as in those early times there was a greater inclination toward memorable achievements and more opportunities to accomplish them, anyone who excelled in talent felt naturally compelled to honor the virtues and memory of the noble deceased, without any intention of seeking favor or personal gain, but purely out of a generous and principled mindset. Indeed, there were many who, when recounting their own lives, concluded that they were demonstrating confidence in their own integrity and behavior rather than displaying arrogance. The accounts given by Rutilius and Scaurus about themselves were neither less believed nor more criticized for it. It's true that various virtues are best understood and most appreciated during the times they are most easily expressed. But for me, as I am about to tell the life of someone who has passed away, I feel that I need to ask for forgiveness, which I wouldn’t have requested if I weren’t about to revisit and explore such bloody and harmful times for all virtue.
We find it recorded, that for celebrating the praises of Paetus Thrasea, Arulenus Rusticus suffered a deadly doom; as did Herennius Senesce, for those of Helvidius Priscus. Nor upon the persons of the authors only was this cruelty inflicted, but also upon the books themselves; since to the Triumvirate of Justice orders were sent, that in the Forum and place of popular elections, the works of men so illustrious for parts and genius should be burned. Yes, in this very fire they imagined, that they should abolish the voice and utterance of the Roman People, with the liberty of the Senate, and all the ideas and remembrances of humankind. For, they had besides expelled all the professors of philosophy, {Footnote: When Vespasian's worthless son "cleared Rome of what most sham'd him:" Domitian banished Epictetus, and the other philosophers.} and driven every laudable science into exile, that nought which was worthy and honest might anywhere be seen. Mighty surely was the testimony which we gave of our patience; and as our forefathers had beheld the ultimate consummation of liberty, so did we of bondage, since through dread of informers and inquisitions of State, we were bereft of the common intercourse of speech and attention. Nay, with our utterance we had likewise lost our memory; had it been equally in our power to forget, as to be silent.
It's recorded that Arulenus Rusticus was put to death for praising Paetus Thrasea, just as Herennius Senecae was for praising Helvidius Priscus. This cruelty wasn't only inflicted on the authors themselves but also on their books; orders were sent to the Triumvirate of Justice to burn the works of such distinguished and talented individuals in the Forum and at public elections. They believed that by destroying these works, they could erase the voice and expression of the Roman People, along with the freedom of the Senate and all human thoughts and memories. Additionally, they expelled all philosophy professors, driving every respectable science into exile to ensure that nothing worthy and honorable could be found anywhere. Surely, we showed great patience; while our ancestors witnessed the ultimate triumph of liberty, we faced the depths of oppression, as fear of informers and state inquiries robbed us of our common speech and attention. In fact, with our ability to speak, we also lost our memory, wishing we could forget as easily as we could remain silent.
Now indeed at length our spirit returns. Yet, though from the first dawn of this very happy age begun by the reign of Nerva, he blended together two things once found irreconcilable, public liberty and sovereign power; and though Trajan his adopted successor be daily augmenting the felicity of the State; insomuch that for the general security not only hopes and vows are conceived, but even firm assurance follows these vows, and their full accomplishment is seen; such however is the frailty of man and its effects, that much more slow is the progress of the remedies than of the evils; and as human bodies attain their growth by tedious degrees, and are subject to be destroyed in an instant, so it is much easier to suppress than to revive the efforts of genius and study. For, upon the mind there steals a pleasure even in sloth and remissness, and that very inactivity which was at first hated, is at last loved. Will it not be found that during a course of fifteen years (a mighty space in the age of mortal man) numbers perished through fortuitous disasters, and all men noted for promptness and spirit were cut off by the cruelty of the Emperor? Few we are, who have escaped; and if I may so speak, we have survived not only others but even ourselves, when from the middle of our life so many years were rent; whence from being young we are arrived at old age, from being old we are nigh come to the utmost verge of mortality, all in a long course of awful silence. I shall however find no cause of regret from having framed an historical deduction of our former bondage, as also a testimony of the public blessings which at present we enjoy; though, in doing it, my style be negligent and unpolished. To the honour of Agricola my wife's father, this present book is in the meantime dedicated; and, as 'tis a declaration of filial duty and affection, will thence be commended, at least excused.
Now, finally, our spirit returns. Although from the very first light of this happy era that began with Nerva's reign, he brought together two things that were once considered incompatible: public freedom and sovereign power; and even though Trajan, his adopted successor, is continually increasing the happiness of the State, so much so that not only are hopes and promises made for the common good, but even solid assurances follow these promises, with their full realization in sight; still, human frailty and its effects mean that progress in remedies is much slower than the spread of problems. Similar to how human bodies grow gradually and can be destroyed in an instant, it is much easier to suppress than to revive the efforts of talent and study. For, there is a certain pleasure that creeps into the mind even in laziness and indifference, and that very inactivity, which was initially despised, eventually becomes embraced. Will it not be evident that over the span of fifteen years (a significant period in a human's life), many perished due to random misfortunes, and all those known for their quickness and spirit were eliminated by the Emperor's cruelty? We are few who have made it through; and if I may say so, we have survived not only others but even ourselves, as so many years were taken from the middle of our lives; thus, from being young, we have reached old age, and from being old, we are close to the brink of death, all while enduring a long period of dreadful silence. However, I find no reason to regret having created a historical account of our past bondage, as well as a record of the public blessings we currently enjoy; although my writing may be careless and unrefined. This book is dedicated to the honor of Agricola, my wife's father, and as it expresses my duty and affection as a son, it will at least be appreciated, if not admired.
A.D. 40. Cnaeus Julius Agricola was born in the ancient and illustrious Colony of Forojulium, {Footnote: Fréjus.} and both his grandfathers were Procurators to the Emperors; a dignity peculiar to the Equestrian Order. His father Julius Graecinus was a Senator, and noted for eloquence and philosophy. By these his virtues, he earned the wrath of Caligula. For, he was by him ordered to accuse Marcus Silanus, and put to death for refusing. His mother was Julia Procilla, a lady of singular chastity. Under her eye and tender care he was reared, and spent his childhood and youth in the continual pursuit and cultivation of worthy accomplishments. What guarded him from the allurements of the vicious (besides his own virtuous disposition and natural innocence) was, that for the seat and nursery of his studies, whilst yet very little, he had the city of Marseilles; a place well tempered and framed, as in it all the politeness of the Greeks and all the provincial parsimony are blended together. I remember he was wont to declare, that in his early youth he studied Philosophy and the Law with more avidity than was allowable to a Roman and a Senator; till the discretion of his mother checked his spirit, engaged with passion and ardour in the pursuit. In truth, his superior and elevated genius thirsted, with more vehemence than caution, after the loveliness and lustre of a name and renown so mighty and sublime. Reason and age afterwards qualified his heat; and, what is a task extremely hard, he satisfied himself with a limited measure of philosophy.
A.D. 40. Cnaeus Julius Agricola was born in the ancient and prestigious Colony of Forojulium, {Footnote: Fréjus.} and both of his grandfathers served as Procurators to the Emperors, a position unique to the Equestrian Order. His father, Julius Graecinus, was a Senator known for his eloquence and philosophical insight. Because of these qualities, he attracted the wrath of Caligula, who ordered him to accuse Marcus Silanus, leading to his execution for refusal. His mother, Julia Procilla, was a woman of exceptional chastity. Under her watchful eye and gentle care, he grew up, spending his childhood and youth dedicated to cultivating worthy pursuits. What kept him away from the temptations of vice (besides his own virtuous nature and natural innocence) was that he began his education at the city of Marseilles while still very young; a place where the civility of the Greeks blends with the frugality of the provinces. I recall that he used to say that in his early youth, he pursued Philosophy and Law with more enthusiasm than was typical for a Roman and a Senator; until his mother's guidance tempered his spirited passion for learning. In truth, his extraordinary and lofty intellect eagerly sought the beauty and prestige of a name and reputation so grand. Later, reason and maturity helped moderate his fervor, and, in an exceedingly difficult task, he found satisfaction in a more limited approach to philosophy.
A.D. 59-62. The first rudiments of war he learnt in Britain, under that prudent and vigilant commander Suetonius Paulinus; by whom he was chosen and distinguished, as his domestic companion. Neither did Agricola behave licentiously, after the manner of young men, who turn warfare into riot; nor assumed the title and office of a Tribune without the sufficiency, in order to use it slothfully in feats of pleasure and absence from duty, but to know the Province, to be known to the army, to learn of such as had experience, to follow such as were worthy and brave, to seek for no exploits for ostentation, to refuse none through fear, and in all his pursuits was equally zealous and active. Indeed at no time had Britain been under greater combustions, nor our affairs there more precarious. Our veterans were slaughtered, our colonies burned down, our armies surprised and taken. At that juncture the struggle was for life; afterwards, for victory. Now though all these affairs were transacted by the counsels and conduct of another than Agricola, and though the stress of the whole, with the glory of recovering the Province, accrued to the General; they all however proved to the young man matters of skill, of experience and stimulation; and there seized his soul a passion for military glory, a spirit disgustful to the times, when of men signally eminent a malignant opinion was entertained, and when as much peril arose from a great character as from a bad.
A.D. 59-62. He learned the basics of warfare in Britain under the careful and alert commander Suetonius Paulinus, who chose him as his personal companion. Agricola did not act recklessly like many young men who turn war into chaos; nor did he take on the title and role of a Tribune just to enjoy himself without putting in the effort. Instead, he aimed to understand the province, get to know the army, learn from experienced individuals, follow those who were worthy and brave, avoid seeking glory through flashy exploits, and not let fear deter him from any challenges. He was committed and proactive in all his endeavors. Indeed, Britain had never faced such turmoil, nor had our situation there been more dangerous. Our veterans were killed, our settlements burned, and our armies ambushed and captured. At that time, the fight was for survival; later, it became about winning. Although these events were managed by someone other than Agricola and the responsibility, along with the honor of reclaiming the province, fell to the General, they still offered the young man valuable lessons in skill, experience, and motivation. He developed a passion for military glory, which was out of step with the era, a time when people held a negative view of those who were significantly distinguished, and where the danger posed by a prominent figure was as great as that posed by a disreputable one.
A.D. 62-68. Departing from hence to Rome for the exercise of public dignities, he there married Domitia Decidiana, a lady splendid in her descent; and to him, who was aspiring to higher honours, this marriage proved a great ornament and support. In marvellous unanimity they also lived, in a course of mutual tenderness and mutual preference; a temper commendable in both, only that the praise of a good wife rises in proportion to the contumely of a bad. His lot as Quaestor fell upon Asia, where he had Salvius Titianus for Proconsul. But neither the Province nor the Proconsul corrupted his probity, though the country was very rich, nay, prepared as a prey for men corruptly disposed; and Titianus, a man bent upon all acts of rapine, was ready, upon the smallest encouragement, to have purchased a mutual connivance in iniquity. In Asia he was enriched by the birth of a daughter, tending at once to his consolation and the support of his family; for the son born to him before, he very soon lost. The interval between his bearing the office of Quaestor and that of Tribune of the People, and even the year of his Tribuneship, he passed in repose and inactivity; as well aware of the spirit of the times under Nero, when sloth and heaviness served for wisdom. With the like indolence he held the Praetorship, and in the same quiet and silence. For upon him the jurisdiction of that dignity fell not. The public pastimes and the empty gaieties of the office, he exhibited according to the rules of good sense and to the measure of his wealth, in a manner though remote from prodigality, yet deserving popular applause. As he was next appointed by Galba to make research into the gifts and oblations appertaining to the temples, he proceeded with such diligence and an examination so strict, that the State suffered from no sacrilege save that of Nero.
A.D. 62-68. Leaving here for Rome to take on public roles, he married Domitia Decidiana, a woman with a prestigious background. For someone aiming for greater honors, this marriage turned out to be a significant asset and support. They lived in remarkable harmony, with mutual affection and preference; both had commendable qualities, though the praise for a good wife increases in contrast to the shame of a bad one. His duties as Quaestor took him to Asia, where Salvius Titianus was the Proconsul. However, neither the province nor the Proconsul could sway his integrity, even though the area was very wealthy and vulnerable to corrupt individuals. Titianus, a man eager for plunder, was ready to engage in wrongdoing at the slightest hint. In Asia, he experienced joy with the birth of a daughter, which brought him both comfort and support for his family; he had lost a son born earlier. The time he spent in the position of Quaestor, as well as during his term as Tribune of the People, was largely spent in rest and inactivity, fully aware of the spirit of the times under Nero, when laziness and complacency were mistaken for wisdom. He approached the Praetorship with the same indifference and silence, as the jurisdiction of that role did not fall on him. He participated in public events and the trivialities associated with his office sensibly and according to his means, earning him public approval without extravagance. When Galba appointed him to investigate the gifts and offerings related to the temples, he conducted his work with such diligence and strict examination that the State endured no sacrilege except for that committed by Nero.
A.D. 69 and 70. In the year following he suffered a grievous blow in his spirit and family. For, Otho's fleet, which continued roving upon the coast and pursuing rapine, whilst they were ravaging Intemelium {Footnote: Vinitimiglia.} (a part of Liguria) slew the mother of Agricola upon her estate there, and plundered the estate itself with a great part of her treasure, which had indeed proved the cause of the murder. As he therefore went from Rome to solemnise her funeral, he had tidings upon the road that Vespasian was pursuing the sovereignty, and instantly espoused his party. In the beginning of this reign all the exercise of power and the government of the city, were entirely in the hands of Mucianus; for, Domitian was yet extremely young, and, of the Imperial fortune of his father, assumed nothing further than a latitude for debauchery. Mucianus, who had despatched Agricola to levy forces, and found him to have acted in that trust with uprightness and magnanimity, preferred him to the command of the twentieth legion; as soon as he was informed, that he who commanded it before was engaged in seditious practices. Indeed that legion had with great slowness and reluctance been brought to swear allegiance to Vespasian, nay, was grown over mighty and even formidable to the commanders-in-chief: so that their own commander was found void of authority to control them; though it is uncertain whether from the temper of the man or from that of the soldiers. Thus Agricola was chosen, at once to succeed him, and to punish delinquency in them; and exercising moderation altogether rare, would rather have it thought, that he had found them unblamable than made them so.
A.D. 69 and 70. In the year that followed, he faced a heavy blow to his spirit and family. Otho's fleet, which continued to roam the coast and pursue plunder, killed Agricola's mother on her estate in Intemelium {Footnote: Vinitimiglia.} (part of Liguria) and looted the estate, taking a significant portion of her treasure, which had indeed been the motive for the murder. So as he traveled from Rome to hold her funeral, he received news on the way that Vespasian was seeking power, and he immediately joined his side. At the start of this reign, all power and governance of the city were entirely in Mucianus's hands; Domitian was still very young and took nothing more from his father's imperial fortune than the freedom to indulge in excess. Mucianus, who had sent Agricola to gather forces and found him to have acted with integrity and courage, appointed him to lead the twentieth legion as soon as he learned that the previous commander was involved in seditious activities. This legion had been slow and unwilling to pledge loyalty to Vespasian and had become too powerful and potentially threatening to the higher commanders: their own leader was found lacking the authority to manage them, though it's unclear whether that was due to his character or that of the soldiers. Thus, Agricola was chosen to replace him and to address their misconduct; and exercising a rare level of moderation, he preferred it to be believed that he found them blameless rather than having to make them so.
A.D. 72. Over Britain at that juncture Vettius Bolanus bore rule, but with more complacency than suited a province so fierce and untamed. Hence Agricola restrained his own heat, and held within bounds the ardour of his spirit, as he was well skilled how to show his obedience, and had thoroughly learned to blend what was honourable with what was profitable: soon after this, Britain received for its Governor Petilius Cerialis, one of Consular quality. The virtue and abilities of Agricola had now ample space for producing suitable effects. But to him at first Cerialis communicated only the dangers and fatigues: with him anon he likewise shared the glory; frequently, for trial of his prowess, committed to his conduct a part of the army; sometimes, according to the measure of his success, set him at the head of forces still larger. Nor did Agricola ever vaunt his exploits to blazon his own fame. To his general, as to the Author of all, he, as his instrument and inferior, still ascribed his good fortune. Thus from his bravery in the execution of his orders, from his modesty in recounting his deeds of bravery, he escaped envy, yet failed not to gain glory.
A.D. 72. At that time, Vettius Bolanus was in charge of Britain, but he was more laid-back than what a wild and unruly province needed. So, Agricola kept his own passion in check and contained the fire of his spirit, as he knew how to show his loyalty and had learned to balance what was honorable with what was advantageous. Not long after this, Britain got a new Governor, Petilius Cerialis, who was of consular rank. Agricola’s virtues and skills now had plenty of opportunity to make a real impact. Initially, Cerialis only shared with him the challenges and hardships. However, he soon entrusted him with glory as well; he often gave Agricola a portion of the army to lead as a test of his abilities and, depending on his success, sometimes put him in command of even larger forces. Agricola never bragged about his achievements to promote his own name. He always credited his good fortune to his general as the ultimate source, seeing himself as just a tool and subordinate. Thus, through his courage in carrying out orders and his humility in recounting his brave deeds, he avoided envy but still gained glory.
A.D. 73-78. Upon his return from commanding a legion, the deified Vespasian raised him to the rank of a patrician, and afterwards invested him with the government of the Province of Aquitaine; a government of the foremost dignity, and given as previous to the Consulship, to which that Prince had destined him. There are many who believe, that to military men subtilty of spirit is wanting; for that in camps the direction of process and authority, is rather rough and void of formality; and that where hands and force are chiefly used, there the address and refinements usual to Courts are not exercised. Yet Agricola, assisted by his natural prudence, though he was then engaged only with men of peace and the robe, acquitted himself with great facility and great uprightness. He carefully distinguished the seasons of business and the seasons of recess. Whenever he sat in Council or upon the Tribunals of justice, he was grave, attentive, awful, generally addicted to compassion. The moment he had fulfilled the duties of his office, he personated no longer the man of power: he had then cast off all sternness, all airs of State, and all rigour. Nay, what is very rarely to be seen, his complaisance neither weakened his authority, nor did his severity make him less amiable. It were an injury to the virtues of so great a man, to particularise his just dealings, his temperance, and the cleanness of his hands. {Footnote: "Integritatem atque abstinentiam referre."} In truth glory itself was what he pursued, not by any ostentation of bravery, nor by any strain of artifice or address; though of that pursuit even the best men are often fond. Thus he was far from maintaining any competition with his equals in station, far from any contest with the Procurators of the Prince: since, to conquer in this contention he judged to be no glory; and to be crushed by them were disgrace. His administration here lasted hardly three years, ere he was recalled to the present possession of the Consulship. With this employment there accrued the public opinion, that for his province Britain would be assigned him, from no words which had dropped from him about it, but because he was deemed equal to the office. Common fame does not always err; sometimes it even directs the public choice. To myself yet very young, whilst he was Consul, he contracted his daughter, a young lady even then of excellent hopes, and, at the end of his Consulship, presented her in marriage. He was then forthwith promoted to the government of Britain, as also invested with the honour of the Pontificate.
A.D. 73-78. After returning from leading a legion, the deified Vespasian elevated him to the rank of patrician and later appointed him to govern the Province of Aquitaine; a position of high dignity, given before the Consulship, which that Prince had planned for him. Many believe that military men lack sharpness of spirit because the atmosphere in camps is more straightforward and lacks formality; in places where strength and force are primarily used, the finesse typically seen in Courts is absent. Yet Agricola, using his natural wisdom, managed incredibly well, even while dealing only with peaceful men and legal matters. He skillfully separated the times for business and the times for relaxation. When he sat in Council or at the courts of justice, he was serious, attentive, and respected, usually inclined toward compassion. The moment he finished his official duties, he no longer acted like a man of power: he shed all severity, airs of state, and rigidity. In fact, what is very rare to see, his kindness did not undermine his authority, nor did his discipline make him less likable. It would be a disservice to the virtues of such a great man to list his fair dealings, moderation, and integrity. {Footnote: "Integritatem atque abstinentiam referre."} Truly, he sought glory not through displays of bravery or by any means of trickery, although even the best men often desire such pursuits. Thus, he was far from competing with his peers or contesting with the Prince’s Procurators: he believed that winning such competitions brought no glory, and being defeated by them would be dishonorable. His administration lasted barely three years before he was recalled to assume the Consulship. With this role came the public expectation that he would be assigned to govern Britain, not because he had mentioned it, but because he was seen as qualified for the position. Public opinion is not always wrong; sometimes it even guides the choices made by society. I was still very young when he was Consul, and he arranged for the marriage of his daughter, a young lady already full of promise, and at the end of his Consulship, he gave her in marriage. He was then immediately promoted to govern Britain and also honored with the position of Pontiff.
The account which I shall here present of the situation and people of Britain, a subject about which many authors have written, comes not from any design of setting up my own exactness and genius against theirs, but only because the country was then first thoroughly subdued. So that such matters as former writers have, without knowing them, embellished with eloquence, will by me be recounted according to the truth of evidence and discoveries. Of all the islands which have reached the knowledge of the Romans, Britain is the largest. It extends towards Germany to the east, towards Spain to the west. To the south it looks towards Gaul. Its northern shore, beyond which there is no land, is beaten by a sea vast and boundless. {Footnote: "Belluosus, qui remotis Obstrepit Oceanus Britannis."} Britain is by Livy and Fabius Rusticus, the former the most eloquent of the ancient historians, the latter of the moderns, compared in shape to an oblong shield, or a broad knife with two edges. And such in effect is its figure on this side Caledonia, whence common opinion has thus also fashioned the whole. But a tract of territory huge and unmeasurable stretches forward to the uttermost shore, and straitening by degrees, terminates like a wedge. Round the coast of this sea, which beyond it has no land, the Roman fleet now first sailed, and thence proved Britain to be an island, as also discovered and subdued the Isles of Orkney till then unknown. Thule was likewise descried, hitherto hid by winter under eternal snow. This sea they report to be slow and stagnate, difficult to the rowers, and indeed hardly to be raised by the force of winds. This I conjecture to be because land and mountains, which are the cause and materials of tempests, very rarely occur in proportion to the mighty mass of water, a mass so deep and uninterrupted as not to be easily agitated. An inquiry into the nature of the ocean and of the tide, is not the purpose of this work, and about it many have written. One thing I would add, that nowhere is the power of the sea more extensive than here, forcing back the waters of many rivers, or carrying them away with its own; nor is its flux and ebbings confined to the banks and shore; but it works and winds itself far into the country, nay forms bays in rocks and mountains, as if the same were its native bed.
The account I’m about to present regarding the situation and people of Britain—a topic that many authors have explored—doesn’t come from a desire to showcase my own accuracy or talent against theirs, but simply because the country was fully subdued at that time. Therefore, matters that earlier writers have embellished with style, without fully understanding, will be recounted by me based on actual evidence and discoveries. Of all the islands known to the Romans, Britain is the largest. It extends east toward Germany and west toward Spain. To the south, it faces Gaul. Its northern coast, beyond which there is no land, is battered by a vast and endless sea. {Footnote: "Belluosus, qui remotis Obstrepit Oceanus Britannis."} Britain is compared by Livy and Fabius Rusticus, with the former being the most eloquent of ancient historians and the latter of modern ones, to an oblong shield or a broad knife with two edges. This indeed represents its shape on this side of Caledonia, from which common belief has shaped a similar view of the whole island. However, a huge and unmeasurable piece of land stretches out to the farthest shore, tapering off like a wedge. The Roman fleet first sailed around the coast of this sea, proving Britain to be an island, and discovered and conquered the previously unknown Isles of Orkney. They also spotted Thule, which had been hidden by eternal snow during winter. This sea is described as slow and stagnant, making it difficult for rowers, and hardly stirred by the wind. I suppose this is because land and mountains, which are the causes of storms, are very rare compared to the vast expanse of water—so deep and uninterrupted that it’s not easily disturbed. A discussion of the ocean's nature and tides isn’t the purpose of this work, and many have written about it. One thing I would add is that nowhere does the sea's power extend as much as here, holding back the waters of many rivers or carrying them away with its own; nor is its ebb and flow limited to the banks and shore, but it works its way far into the inland areas, even creating bays in rocks and mountains, as if those were its natural beds.
For the rest; who were the first inhabitants of Britain, whether natives of its own, or foreigners, can be little known amongst a people thus barbarous. In their looks and persons they vary; from whence arguments and inferences are formed. For, the red hair of the Caledonians and their large limbs, testify their descent to be from Germany. The swarthy complexion of the Silures, and their hair, which is generally curled, with their situation opposite to the coast of Spain, furnish ground to believe, that the ancient Iberians had arrived from thence here, and taken possession of the territory. They who live next to Gaul are also like the Gauls; whether it be that the spirit of the original stock from which they sprang, still remains, or whether in countries near adjoining, the genius of the climate confers the same form and disposition upon the bodies of men. To one who considers the whole, it seems however credible, that the Gauls at first occupied this their neighbouring coast. That their sacred rites are the same, you may learn from their being possessed with the same superstition of every sort. Their speech does not much vary. In daring and dangers they are prompted by the like boldness, and with the like affright avoid them when they approach. In the Britons however superior ferocity and defiance is found, as in a people not yet softened by a long peace. For we learn from history, that the Gauls too flourished in warlike prowess and renown: amongst them afterwards, together with peace and idleness, there entered effeminacy; and thus with the loss of their liberty they lost their spirit and magnanimity. The same happened to those of the Britons who were conquered long ago. The rest still continue such as the Gauls once were.
For the rest, the identity of the first inhabitants of Britain—whether they were indigenous or foreign—remains largely unknown among such a barbaric people. Their appearances and physiques vary, leading to assumptions and conclusions. The red hair and large frames of the Caledonians suggest their ancestry from Germany. The darker skin of the Silures, along with their generally curly hair and their location across from the coast of Spain, supports the idea that the ancient Iberians came from there and took over the land. Those living near Gaul also resemble the Gauls; this could be due to the spirit of their original ancestors remaining in them, or because the nearby climate shapes the bodies of people similarly. However, it seems credible that the Gauls initially settled this neighboring coast. You can see that they share similar sacred rituals, as they are noted for having the same kinds of superstitions. Their languages are quite similar. In terms of bravery and danger, they are driven by the same boldness and avoid threats in a similar manner. However, the Britons exhibit greater ferocity and defiance, as they have not yet been softened by long periods of peace. History tells us that the Gauls also thrived in warfare and renown; however, eventually, along with peace and idleness, weakness crept in, and with the loss of their freedom, they lost their spirit and courage. The same fate befell those Britons who were conquered long ago. The others still remain as the Gauls once were.
Their principal force consists in their foot. Some nations amongst them make also war in chariots. The more honourable person always drives: under his leading his followers fight. They were formerly subject to Kings. They are now swayed by several chiefs, and rent into factions and parties, according to the humour and passions of those their leaders. Nor against nations thus powerful does aught so much avail us, as that they consult not in a body for the security of the whole. It is rare that two or three communities assemble and unite to repulse any public danger threatening to all. So that whilst only a single community fought at a time, they were every one vanquished. The sky from frequent clouds and rain is dull and hazy. Excessive cold they feel not. Their days in length surpass ours. Their nights are very clear, and at the extremity of the country, very short; so that between the setting and return of the day, you perceive but small interval. They affirm, that were it not for the intervention of clouds, the rays of the sun would be seen in the night, and that he doth not rise and fall, but only pass by: for that the extremities of the earth, which are level, yielding but a low shadow, prevent darkness from rising high and spreading; and thence night is far short of reaching the stars and the sky. The soil is such, that except the olive and the vine, and other vegetables, which are wont to be raised in hotter climes, it readily bears all fruits and grain, and is very fertile. It quickly produces, but its productions ripen slowly; and of both these effects there is the same cause, the extreme humidity of the earth and of the sky. Britain yields gold and silver, with other metals, all which prove the prize and reward of the Conquerors. The sea also breeds pearls, but of a dark and livid hue, a defect by some ascribed to the unskilfulness of such as gather them. For, in the Red Sea they are pulled from the rocks alive and vigorous. In Britain they are gathered at random, such as the sea casts them upon the shore. For myself; I am much apter to believe, that nature has failed to give the pearls perfection, than that we fail in avarice. {Footnote: "Ego facilius crediderim naturam margaritis de esse; quam nobis avaritiam."}
Their main strength comes from their foot soldiers. Some nations among them also fight using chariots. The most honorable person always drives the chariot; under their leadership, their followers engage in battle. They were once ruled by kings. Now, they are led by several chiefs, who are often divided into factions and parties based on their leaders' moods and passions. Against such powerful nations, what helps us the most is that they don’t all come together to ensure the safety of the whole. It's rare for two or three communities to come together to face any common threat. So, while only one community fights at a time, they are all defeated. The sky, often filled with clouds and rain, appears dull and hazy. They don’t feel excessive cold. Their days are longer than ours. Their nights are very clear and, at the edge of the country, quite short—so much so that between sunset and sunrise, there's barely any time in between. They say that if it weren't for the clouds, the sun's rays would be visible at night, and it doesn’t rise and set but merely passes by, since the flat edges of the earth cast only a low shadow, preventing darkness from rising high and spreading out; as a result, night doesn’t reach the stars or the sky. The soil is such that, apart from the olive and the vine, as well as other plants that usually thrive in warmer climates, it produces all fruits and grains readily and is very fertile. It yields quickly, but the harvest ripens slowly; both effects have the same cause, the extreme humidity of the earth and sky. Britain produces gold and silver, along with other metals, which are all prizes and rewards for the Conquerors. The sea also produces pearls, but they have a dark and bluish tint, which some attribute to the clumsiness of those who collect them. In the Red Sea, they are harvested from the rocks while still alive and healthy. In Britain, they’re gathered haphazardly as the sea washes them up on the shore. Personally, I’m more inclined to believe that nature has not given the pearls their perfection than that we are at fault due to greed. {Footnote: "Ego facilius crediderim naturam margaritis de esse; quam nobis avaritiam."}
The Britons themselves are a people who cheerfully comply with the levies of men, and with the imposition of taxes, and with all the duties enjoined by Government; provided they receive no illegal treatment and insults from their governors: those they bear with impatience. Nor have the Romans any further subdued them than only to obey just laws, but never to submit to be slaves. Even the deified Julius Caesar, the first of all the Romans who entered Britain with an army, though by gaining a battle he frightened the natives, and became master of the coast; {Footnote: Caesar conquered to the north of the Thames.} yet may be thought to have rather presented posterity with a view of the country, than to have conveyed down the possession. Anon the civil wars ensued, and against the Commonwealth were turned the arms of her own chiefs and leaders. Thus Britain was long forgot, and continued to be so even during peace. This was what Augustus called Reason of State, but what Tiberius styled the Ordinance of Augustus. That Caligula meditated an invasion of Britain in person, is well known: but he possessed a spirit, as precipitate and wild, so presently surfeited with any design whatever; besides that all his mighty efforts against Germany were quite baffled. The deified Claudius accomplished the undertaking; having thither transported the legions, with a number of auxiliary forces, and associated Vespasian into the direction of the design: an incident which proved the introduction to his approaching fortune. There, nations were subdued, Kings taken captive, and Vespasian placed to advantage in the eye of the Fates.
The Britons are a people who willingly meet the demands for soldiers, pay taxes, and follow government duties as long as they aren’t treated unfairly or insulted by their rulers; anything else, they tolerate with annoyance. The Romans have only managed to subdue them enough for them to obey fair laws, but never to make them slaves. Even Julius Caesar, the first Roman to invade Britain with an army, though he intimidated the locals and took control of the coast after winning a battle, may be seen as having given future generations a glimpse of the country rather than actually securing ownership of it. Soon after, civil wars broke out, and the arms of its own leaders were turned against the Commonwealth. Consequently, Britain was long forgotten, even during times of peace. This was what Augustus referred to as Reason of State, while Tiberius called it the Ordinance of Augustus. It is well known that Caligula planned to invade Britain himself, but he had a reckless and erratic nature, quickly losing interest in any plan; not to mention, all his grand efforts against Germany were completely unsuccessful. The deified Claudius successfully carried out the invasion, bringing legions and additional forces along, and he appointed Vespasian to help in leading the mission, an event that led to his upcoming success. There, nations were conquered, kings were captured, and Vespasian was positioned favorably in the eyes of fate.
The first Governor of Consular quality, was Aulus Plautius, then Ostorius Scapula, both signal in war: and by degrees the nearest part of Britain was reduced into the condition of a Province. To secure it, a colony of veterans was likewise settled. To the British King Cogidunus certain communities were given, a Prince who even till our times continued in perfect fidelity to us. For, with the Roman People it is a custom long since received, and practised of old, that for establishing the bondage of nations, they are to employ even Kings as their instruments. Afterwards followed Didius Gallus, and just preserved what acquisitions his predecessors had made; only that further in the island he raised some forts, and very few they were, purely for the name and opinion of having enlarged his government. Next to Didius came Veranius, and died in less than a year. Then immediately succeeded Suetonius Paulinus, who during two years commanded with success, subdued fresh nations and established garrisons. Trusting to these he went to assail the Isle of Anglesey, as a place which supplied the revolters with succours, and thus left the country behind him exposed to the enemy.
The first Governor of Consular quality was Aulus Plautius, followed by Ostorius Scapula, both notable in war. Gradually, the closest part of Britain was turned into a Province. To secure it, a colony of veterans was also established. Certain communities were given to the British King Cogidunus, a ruler who has remained loyal to us even to this day. It has long been a custom for the Roman People to use even Kings as tools to establish the subjugation of nations. Next came Didius Gallus, who managed to preserve the gains his predecessors made, though he built a few forts further into the island, mainly for the sake of being seen as having expanded his rule. After Didius, Veranius took over but died in less than a year. He was soon succeeded by Suetonius Paulinus, who successfully commanded for two years, conquered new tribes, and set up garrisons. Relying on these victories, he decided to attack the Isle of Anglesey, a stronghold for the rebels, which left the surrounding area vulnerable to the enemy.
For, the Britons, when through the absence of the Governor they were eased of their fear, began to commune together concerning the miseries of bondage, to recount their several grievances, and so to construe and heighten their injuries as effectually to inflame their resentments. "Their patience," they said, "availed them nothing, further than to invite the imposition of heavier burdens upon a people who thus tamely bore any. In times past they had only a single King: they were now surrendered to two. One of these the Governor-General, tyrannised over their bodies and lives; the Imperial Procurator, who was the other, over their substance and fortunes. Equally pernicious to their subjects was any variance between these their rulers, as their good intelligence and unanimity. Against them the one employed his own predatory bands, as did the other his Centurions and their men; and both exercised violence alike, both treated them with equal insults and contumely. To such height was oppression grown, that nothing whatever was exempt from their avarice, nothing whatever from their lust. He who in the day of battle spoiled others, was always stronger than they. But here it was chiefly by the cowardly and effeminate that their houses were seized, their children forced away, and their men obliged to enlist; as if their country were the only thing for which the Britons knew not how to die. In truth, what a small force would all the soldiers arrived in the island appear; would the Britons but compute their own numbers? It was from this consideration that Germany had thrown off the same yoke, though a country defended only by a river, and not like this, by the ocean. To animate themselves to take arms, they had their country, their wives, their parents; whilst these their oppressors were prompted by nothing but their avarice and sensuality: nor would they fail to withdraw from the island, as even the deified Julius had withdrawn, would the natives but imitate the bravery of their forefathers, and not be dismayed with the issue of an encounter or two. Amongst people like themselves reduced to misery, superior ardour was ever found, as also greater firmness and perseverance. Towards the Britons, at this juncture even the Gods manifested compassion, since they thus kept the Roman General at such a distance, thus held the Roman army confined in another island. Nay, already they themselves had gained a point the most difficult to be gained, that they could now deliberate about measures common to all: for, doubtless more perilous it were to be discovered forming such counsels, than openly to put them in execution."
For the Britons, after the Governor's absence relieved their fear, began to talk among themselves about the hardships of their oppression, sharing their various complaints, and intensifying their grievances, which effectively fueled their anger. “Our patience,” they said, “has only led to heavier burdens being placed on us, a people willing to endure anything. In the past, we had just one king; now we are subject to two. One, the Governor-General, oppresses our bodies and lives; the other, the Imperial Procurator, exploits our resources and wealth. Any conflict between these rulers is just as harmful to us as their cooperation. One uses his own raiding parties against us, while the other uses his centurions and their soldiers; both apply violence equally, treating us with the same disrespect and insults. Oppression has reached such a level that nothing is safe from their greed or desires. The strongest are those who rob others in battle. Yet, it is mainly cowards and weaklings who seize our homes, abduct our children, and force our men to serve, as if our homeland is the only thing the Britons don’t know how to defend. Truly, how few soldiers would those who have arrived on the island seem if the Britons calculated their own numbers? This consideration had helped Germany shake off the same chains, even though it is a territory only defended by a river, unlike us who have the ocean around us. They were inspired to take arms by their homeland, their wives, and their parents; while our oppressors are motivated solely by greed and lust. They would leave the island as even the divine Julius did, if we would only demonstrate the courage of our ancestors and not be disheartened by the outcome of one or two battles. Among people reduced to misery, greater passion is always found, as well as more determination and endurance. At this very moment, even the Gods showed pity towards the Britons, keeping the Roman General at bay and confining the Roman army to another island. Indeed, they had already achieved the hardest part: they could now discuss common strategies; for it is undoubtedly more dangerous to be caught planning such things than to carry them out openly.
When with these and the like reasons they had instigated one another, they unanimously took arms under the leading of Boudicea, {Footnote: Boadicea.} a woman of royal descent; for, in conferring sovereignty, they make no distinction of sexes. They then forthwith assailed on every side the soldiers dispersed here and there in forts, and having stormed and sacked the several garrisons, fell upon the colony itself, as the seat and centre of public servitude: nor was any kind of cruelty omitted, with which rage and victory could possibly inspire the hearts of Barbarians. In truth, had not Paulinus, upon learning the revolt of the Province, come with notable speed to its relief, Britain had been lost. Yet by the success of a single battle, he reduced the country to its old subjection, though several continued in arms, such namely as were conscious of inciting the rebellion, and under personal dread from the spirit of the Governor. He, though otherwise a signal commander, yet treated such as had surrendered themselves in a manner very imperious; and, as one who likewise avenged his own particular injury, thence exerted the greater rigour. Insomuch that in his room Petronius Turpilianus was sent, as one whose behaviour would prove more relenting, one who being unacquainted with the delinquencies of the enemies, would be more gentle in accepting their remorse and submission. Turpilianus, when he had quite appeased the late commotions, ventured upon nothing further, and then delivered the Province to Trebellius Maximus. He, still more unwarlike and inactive than his predecessor, and nowise trained in camps and armies, maintained the tranquillity of the Province by a method of softness and complaisance. The Barbarians had now likewise learned to forgive such vices as humoured them in pleasure and ease. Moreover, the civil wars which then intervened, furnished a proper excuse for the lazy behaviour of the Governor. But he found himself greatly embarrassed with faction and discord; for that the soldiers, who had ever been inured to expeditions and feats in the field, were through idleness grown turbulent and licentious. Trebellius, by flight and lurking, escaped the present fury of the army: he afterwards resumed the command, but with an authority altogether precarious, without all spirit and destitute of all dignity; as if between him and them articles had been settled, that the soldiers should retain their licentious behaviour, and the General be permitted to enjoy his life. During this mutiny no blood was spilled. Neither did Vettius Bolanus, as the civil war yet subsisted, exert any discipline in Britain. Towards the enemy there still remained the same sloth and negligence, with the same insolent spirit in the camp: this difference only there was, that Bolanus was a man perfectly innocent; and being subject to no hate, as he was free from all crimes, he had instead of authority over them, only gained their affections.
When they had encouraged each other with these and similar reasons, they all joined forces under the leadership of Boudicea, a woman of royal lineage; because they did not make any distinction between genders when it came to ruling. They then immediately attacked the soldiers who were scattered in various forts, stormed and looted the garrisons, and turned on the colony itself, seeing it as the heart of their oppression. No cruelty, driven by rage and victory, was left out, reflecting the brutal nature of the Barbarians. In reality, if Paulinus hadn’t rushed to the aid of the Province upon hearing of the revolt, Britain would have been lost. However, after winning a single battle, he brought the country back under control, even though some continued to resist, particularly those who were aware of igniting the rebellion and feared the Governor's wrath. Although he was otherwise a remarkable commander, he treated those who had surrendered very harshly; and fueled by a desire for personal vengeance, he acted with greater severity. Consequently, Petronius Turpilianus was sent in his place, as someone whose demeanor would be more lenient; he was unfamiliar with the enemies' offenses and would be more forgiving in accepting their remorse and submission. Turpilianus, after calming the recent upheavals, took no further action and then handed the Province over to Trebellius Maximus. Trebellius, even less warlike and more inactive than his predecessor, who had no training in military camps, maintained the Province's peace through gentleness and compliance. The Barbarians had also learned to overlook such flaws that pleased them in times of comfort. Additionally, the civil wars that followed provided a convenient excuse for the Governor's inactivity. However, he found himself deeply troubled by factionalism and discord; the soldiers, who had always been used to campaigns and field actions, had become unruly and undisciplined due to idleness. Trebellius managed to avoid the immediate wrath of the army by fleeing and hiding; he later resumed command, but with very precarious authority, lacking spirit and dignity; it was as if an agreement had been made between him and the soldiers that they could keep their unruly behavior while he was allowed to live his life. During this mutiny, no blood was shed. Likewise, Vettius Bolanus, during the ongoing civil war, did not enforce any discipline in Britain. Toward the enemy, there remained the same laziness and negligence, along with the same arrogant attitude in the camp; the only difference was that Bolanus was an entirely innocent man; free from all crimes and hate, he had gained their affection instead of respect.
But, when Vespasian had, with the possession of the world, also recovered Britain, in it were seen great commanders, noble armies, and the hopes of the enemy quite abated, Petilius Cerialis, particularly, at his first entrance, struck them at once with general terror, by attacking the community of the Brigantes, reckoned the most populous of the whole Province. There followed many encounters, such as sometimes proved very bloody. So that he held most part of their country as his conquest, or continued to ravage it by war. In truth, though the exploits of Cerialis would have eclipsed the vigilance and fame of any other successor, yet Julius Frontinus sustained in his turn the mighty task; and, as he was a man as great and able as he found scope and safety to be, he by the sword utterly subdued the powerful and warlike nation of the Silures; though besides the bravery of the enemy, he was likewise obliged to struggle with the difficulties of places and situation.
But when Vespasian had not only taken control of the world but also regained Britain, there were impressive commanders, strong armies, and the enemy's hopes significantly diminished. Petilius Cerialis, in particular, instilled general fear right from his arrival by attacking the Brigantes, considered the most populous group in the entire Province. This led to many battles, some of which were very bloody. He managed to conquer most of their territory or continued to devastate it through warfare. In truth, even though Cerialis's achievements could overshadow the efforts of any other successor, Julius Frontinus also took on the massive task; and, as a capable and great man, he completely defeated the powerful and warlike Silures, although he also had to contend with the difficulties posed by the terrain and situation.
A.D. 78. Such was the condition in which Agricola found Britain, such to have been the vicissitudes of the war there, upon his arrival about the middle of summer, a time when the Roman soldiers, supposing the service of the season to be concluded, were securely bent upon inaction and repose, as were the enemy upon any opportunity to annoy the Romans. The Community of the Ordovicans had not long before his coming slaughtered, almost entirely, a band of horse stationed upon their confines; and by an essay so notable the Province in general became roused; while such as were intent upon present war, commended the action as an example and a call to the whole, and others were for delaying till they had discovered the spirit of the new Lieutenant-General. Now though the summer was over, though the troops were severed and lay dispersed over the Province, though the soldiers had assured themselves of rest for the residue of the year (a heavy obstacle and very discouraging to one who is commencing war), nay, though many judged it better only to guard the places which were threatened and precarious; yet Agricola determined to meet the danger. Hence drawing together the choice bands of the legions, with a small body of auxiliaries, he led them against the Ordovicans; and as these dared not descend into equal ground, he, who by sharing equal danger, would inspire his men with equal courage, marching in person before his army, conducted them to the encounter upon the ascent. Almost the whole nation was here cut off; but as he was well aware, that it behoved him to urge and maintain this his fame, and that with the issue of his first attempts all the rest would correspond, he conceived a design to reduce the Isle of Anglesey, a conquest from which Paulinus was recalled by the general revolt of Britain, as above I have recounted. But, as this counsel was suddenly concerted, and therefore ships were found wanting, such was the firmness and capacity of the General, that without ships he transported his men. From the auxiliaries he detached all their chosen men, such as knew the fords, and according to the usage of their country were dexterous in swimming, so as, in the water, at once to manage themselves, and their horses and arms. These, unencumbered with any of their baggage, he caused to make a descent and onset so sudden, that the enemy were quite struck with consternation, as men who apprehended nothing but a fleet and transports, and a formal invasion by sea, and now believed no enterprise difficult and insurmountable to such as came thus determined to war. Thus they sued for peace and even surrendered the island; and thence Agricola was already considered as a very great and even renowned commander: for that, at his first entrance into the Province, a time which other governors are wont to waste in show and parade, or in courting compliment and addresses, he preferred feats of labour and of peril. Nor did he apply this his good fortune and success to any purpose of vainglory: so that upon the bridling of such as were vanquished before, he would not bestow the title of an expedition or of victory; nor in truth would he so much as with the bare honour of the laurel distinguish these his exploits. But even by disguising his fame, he enlarged it; as men considered how vast must be his future views, when he thus smothered in silence deeds so noble.
A.D. 78. This was the situation Agricola encountered in Britain upon his arrival in mid-summer, a time when the Roman soldiers, believing the campaigning season was over, were intent on resting, just as the enemy was on finding ways to harass them. The Ordovican tribe had recently almost completely wiped out a unit of cavalry stationed near their borders; this significant act stirred the entire province. Those eager for immediate conflict praised the action as a rallying point, while others argued for waiting to see how the new Lieutenant-General would respond. Although summer had ended, the troops were scattered across the province and confident in their reprieve for the rest of the year—a significant hindrance and a major discouragement for someone starting a war. Some even thought it wiser just to defend the threatened areas. Yet Agricola decided to confront the threat. He gathered the elite units of the legions, along with a small contingent of auxiliaries, and moved against the Ordovicans. Since the enemy was hesitant to engage on neutral ground, Agricola, knowing that sharing the risks would inspire his soldiers, marched personally at the front of his army, leading them up the slope into battle. Almost the entire Ordovican nation was defeated; however, aware that he needed to enhance his reputation and that the outcome of his initial actions would influence subsequent campaigns, he plotted to conquer the Isle of Anglesey, a goal that had been abandoned by Paulinus due to the widespread revolt in Britain, as mentioned earlier. But with this plan being quickly devised and lacking ships, Agricola demonstrated such determination and skill that he managed to move his troops across without them. He selected the best men from the auxiliaries, those familiar with the river crossings and adept at swimming, ensuring they could handle themselves, their horses, and their gear in the water. These soldiers, unburdened by their baggage, made a sudden assault that left the enemy in shock, as they were expecting an invasion by sea with ships and transports, not such an immediate and determined attack. Consequently, the enemy sought peace and surrendered the island, elevating Agricola’s status as an esteemed leader. Unlike previous governors who wasted their initial time in displays and seeking flattery, he opted for hard work and risk. He did not let his good fortune and victories go to his head; when subduing the previously conquered, he refrained from calling it a campaign or a victory, nor did he even acknowledge these achievements with the mere honor of the laurel. In downplaying his acclaim, he actually enhanced it, as people speculated about the grand ambitions he must have if he chose to keep such remarkable deeds quiet.
For the rest; as he was acquainted with the temper of the people in his Province; as he had also learned from the conduct and experience of others, that little is gained by arms where grievances and oppressions follow, he determined to cut off all the causes of war. Beginning therefore with himself and those appertaining to him, he checked and regulated his own household; a task which to many proves not less difficult than that of governing a province. By none of his domestics, bond or freed, was aught that concerned the public transacted. In raising the soldiers to a superior class, he was swayed by no personal interest or partiality, nor by the recommendation and suit of the Centurions, but by his own opinion and persuasion, that the best soldiers were ever the most faithful. All that passed he would know; though all that was amiss he would not punish. Upon small offences he bestowed pardon; for such as were great he exercised proportionable severity. Nor did he always exact the punishment assigned, but frequently was satisfied with compunction and remorse. In conferring offices and employments he rather chose men who would not transgress, than such as he must afterwards condemn for transgressing. Though the imposition of tribute and of grain had been augmented, yet he softened it by causing a just and equal distribution of all public burdens; since he abolished whatever exactions had been devised for the lucre of particulars, and were therefore borne with more regret than the tribute itself. For, the inhabitants were forced to bear the mockery of attending at their own barns, locked up by the publicans, and of purchasing their own corn of the monopolists, nay, of selling it afterwards back again at a poor price. They were moreover enjoined to take long journeys, and carry grain across the several countries to places extremely distant; insomuch that the several communities, instead of supplying the winter-quarters which lay adjoining, must furnish such as were remote and difficultly travelled, to the end, that what was easy to be had by all, might produce gain to a few.
For the rest, since he understood the attitudes of the people in his province and had learned from others' experiences that little is gained through force when there are ongoing grievances and oppression, he decided to eliminate all the causes of conflict. He started with himself and those close to him, managing and organizing his own household—a task that many find just as challenging as governing a province. None of his servants, whether slaves or freed, handled matters related to the public. When elevating soldiers to a higher rank, he was not influenced by personal interests or favoritism, nor by the recommendations of the centurions, but by his own belief that the best soldiers are always the most loyal. He made sure to be aware of everything that happened; however, he chose not to punish all misdeeds. He pardoned minor infractions, while he applied strict consequences for more serious offenses. He didn't always enforce the prescribed punishments, often settling for feelings of guilt and remorse instead. When assigning roles and responsibilities, he preferred individuals who wouldn't misbehave, rather than those he would later need to reprimand. Even though the taxes and grain requisitions had increased, he eased the burden by ensuring a fair and equal distribution of all public responsibilities, as he eliminated any unjust demands that were made for personal profit and were resented more than the taxes themselves. The residents had to endure the humiliation of going to their own granaries, locked up by the tax collectors, and buying back their own grain from the monopolists, only to sell it later at a low price. Additionally, they were required to take long trips to transport grain across various regions to very distant locations; as a result, local communities, instead of supplying nearby winter quarters, were forced to provide for those that were remote and hard to reach, so that what was easily available to everyone could benefit only a few.
A.D. 79. By suppressing these grievances immediately in his first year, he gained a high character to a state of peace; a state which, either through the neglect or connivance of his predecessors, was till then dreaded no less than that of war. But, upon the coming of summer, he assembled his army; then proceeded to commend such of the men who in marching observed their duty and rank, and to check such as were loose and straggling. He himself always chose the ground for encamping: the salt marshes, friths, and woods he himself always first examined, and to the enemies all the while allowed not a moment's quiet or recess, but was ever distressing them with sudden incursions and ravages. Then, having sufficiently alarmed and terrified them, his next course was to spare them, thus to tempt them with the sweetness and allurements of peace. By this conduct, several communities which till that day had asserted a state of equality and independence, came to lay down all hostility, gave hostages, and were begirt with garrisons and fortresses, erected with such just contrivance and care, that no part of Britain hitherto known escaped thenceforward from being annoyed by them.
A.D. 79. By addressing these issues right away in his first year, he established a strong reputation for maintaining peace—a peace that had been feared just as much as war due to the neglect or complicity of his predecessors. However, when summer arrived, he gathered his army and praised those who followed their duties and ranks during the march, while reprimanding those who were disorderly and lagging behind. He personally selected the locations for their camps: the salt marshes, estuaries, and forests were always inspected by him first, and he never allowed the enemies a moment of calm or respite, constantly pressuring them with sudden raids and destruction. After sufficiently scaring and alarming them, his next move was to show them mercy to entice them with the benefits and charms of peace. Through this strategy, several communities that had claimed equality and independence up until that point agreed to cease hostilities, offered hostages, and were surrounded by garrisons and fortifications that were built so thoughtfully and carefully that no part of Britain known up to then could escape being disturbed by them from that point on.
The following winter was employed in measures extremely advantageous and salutary. For, to the end that these people, thus wild and dispersed over the country, and thence easily instigated to war, might by a taste of pleasures be reconciled to inactivity and repose, he first privately exhorted them, then publicly assisted them, to build temples, houses and places of assembling. Upon such as were willing and assiduous in these pursuits he heaped commendations, and reproofs upon the lifeless and slow. So that a competition for this distinction and honour, had all the force of necessity. He was already taking care to have the sons of their chiefs taught the liberal sciences, already preferring the natural capacity of the Britons to the studied acquirements of the Gauls; and such was his success, that they who had so lately scorned to learn the Roman language, were become fond of acquiring the Roman eloquence. Thence they began to honour our apparel, and the use of the Roman gown grew frequent amongst them. {Footnote: "Inde etiam habitus nostri honor, et frequens toga."} By degrees they proceeded to the incitements and charms of vice and dissoluteness, to magnificent galleries, sumptuous bagnios, and all the stimulations and elegance of banqueting. Nay, all this innovation was by the unexperienced styled politeness and humanity, when it was indeed part of their bondage.
The following winter was spent on extremely beneficial and helpful measures. To help these people, who were wild and scattered across the land and easily provoked to war, become accustomed to inactivity and rest, he first encouraged them privately and then supported them publicly in building temples, homes, and gathering places. He praised those who were eager and hardworking in these efforts and criticized those who were lazy and slow. This created competition for this recognition and honor, which felt necessary. He was already ensuring that the sons of their leaders were taught the liberal arts, valuing the natural talents of the Britons over the learned abilities of the Gauls. His efforts were so successful that those who had recently refused to learn the Roman language began to enjoy acquiring Roman eloquence. As a result, they started to appreciate our clothing, and the use of the Roman gown became common among them. {Footnote: "Inde etiam habitus nostri honor, et frequens toga."} Gradually, they were drawn to the temptations and attractions of vice and indulgence, to lavish galleries, luxurious baths, and all the excitement and elegance of feasting. Indeed, everything that was new was naïvely seen as sophistication and civility, while it was actually part of their enslavement.
A.D. 80. During the third year of his command, in pursuit of his conquests he discovered new people, by continuing his devastations through the several nations quite to the mouth of the Tay: so the frith is called. Whence such terror seized the foe, that they durst not attack our army though sorely shaken and annoyed by terrible tempests: nay, the Romans had even time to secure possession by erecting forts. It was observed of Agricola by men of experience, that never had any captain more sagely chosen his stations for commodiousness and situation; for that no place of strength founded by him, was ever taken by violence, or abandoned upon articles or despair. From these their strongholds frequent excursions were made; for, against any long siege they were supplied with provisions for a year. Thus they passed the winter there without all apprehension: every single fort defended itself. So that in all their attempts upon them the enemies were baffled, and thence reduced to utter despair; for that they could not, as formerly they were wont, repair their losses in the summer by their success in the winter; since now whether it were winter or summer, they were equally defeated. Neither did Agricola ever arrogate to himself the glory of exploits performed by others: were he a Centurion or were he Commander of a legion, in the General he was sure to find a sincere witness of his achievements. By some he is said to have been over sharp in his reproofs, since he was one who, as to them that were good he abounded in courtesy, appeared withal stern and unpleasant to the bad. But from his anger no spleen remained. In him you had no dark reserves, no boding silence to fear. More honourable he thought it to give open offence than to foster secret hate.
A.D. 80. In the third year of his command, while pursuing his conquests, he encountered new people by continuing his devastation through various nations all the way to the mouth of the Tay, which is how the frith got its name. The enemy was so terrified that they didn't dare attack our army, even though we were seriously shaken and disturbed by violent storms. In fact, the Romans even had time to secure their position by building forts. People experienced in military affairs remarked that Agricola had never had a commander who so wisely chosen his locations for convenience and positioning; no stronghold he established was ever taken by force or abandoned out of desperation. From these fortifications, frequent raids were launched; they had enough supplies for a year to withstand any long siege. Therefore, they spent the winter there without any fear, as each fort successfully defended itself. In all their attempts to breach these defenses, the enemies were thwarted and led to complete despair, unable to recover their losses in summer through victories in winter. Now, whether it was winter or summer, they faced defeat equally. Agricola never took credit for the achievements of others; whether they were centurions or legion commanders, he could always count on the General as a genuine witness to his accomplishments. Some say he could be overly harsh in his criticism, as he treated the good with courtesy but was stern and unapproachable with the bad. However, his anger never lingered. He didn't hold any grudges or maintain a threatening silence. He believed it was more honorable to openly offend than to harbor secret hatred.
A.D. 81. The fourth summer was employed in settling and securing what territories he had overrun: indeed would the bravery of the armies and the glory of the Roman name, have suffered it, there had been then found in Britain itself a boundary to our conquests there. For, into the rivers Glota and Bodotria {Footnote: The Clyde and Forth.} the tide from each opposite sea flows so vastly far up the country, that their heads are parted only by a narrow neck of land, which was now secured with garrisons. Thus of all on this side we were already masters; since the enemy were driven as it were into another island.
A.D. 81. The fourth summer was spent settling and securing the territories he had invaded. In fact, if the bravery of the armies and the reputation of the Roman name had allowed it, there could have been a limit to our conquests in Britain itself. The tides from the Glota and Bodotria rivers {Footnote: The Clyde and Forth.} flow so far up the land from each opposing sea that the source of these rivers is separated by only a narrow strip of land, which was now protected by garrisons. Thus, we were already in control of everything on this side; the enemy had been pushed into what was essentially another island.
A.D. 82. In the fifth year of the war, Agricola passing the Frith, himself in the first ship that landed, in many and successful encounters subdued nations till that time unknown, and placed forces in that part of Britain which fronts Ireland, more from future views than from any present fear. In truth Ireland, as it lies just between Britain and Spain, and is capable of an easy communication with the coast of Gaul, would have proved of infinite use in linking together these powerful limbs of the Empire. In size it is inferior to Britain, but surpasses the islands in our sea. In soil and climate, as also in the temper and manners of the natives, it varies little from Britain. Its ports and landings are better known, through the frequency of commerce and merchants. A petty King of the country, expelled by domestic dissension, was already received into protection by Agricola, and under the appearance of friendship, reserved for a proper occasion. By him I have often heard it declared, that with a single legion and a few auxiliaries Ireland might be conquered and preserved; nay, that such an acquisition were of moment for the securing of Britain, if, on all sides the Roman arms were seen, and all national liberty banished as it were out of sight.
A.D. 82. In the fifth year of the war, Agricola crossed the Frith, being the first on the ship that landed. He successfully defeated many previously unknown nations and stationed forces in that part of Britain facing Ireland, motivated more by future plans than by any immediate threat. In reality, Ireland, located right between Britain and Spain and easily accessible from the coast of Gaul, would have been extremely useful in connecting these important parts of the Empire. It is smaller than Britain but larger than the islands in our sea. In terms of soil and climate, as well as the character and customs of its people, it is quite similar to Britain. Its ports and landing spots are better known due to frequent trade and commerce. A minor King from the area, ousted by internal conflict, had already been taken under Agricola's protection, and under the guise of friendship, was kept for a suitable moment. I have often heard it claimed by him that with just one legion and a few auxiliaries, Ireland could be conquered and maintained; moreover, that such an acquisition would be significant for securing Britain, provided the Roman forces were visible on all sides, effectively abolishing any sense of national freedom.
A.D. 83. For the rest; on the summer which began the sixth year of his administration, as it was apprehended, that the nations forward would universally take arms, and that the ways were all infested with the enemy's host, his first step was to coast and explore the large communities beyond Bodotria {Footnote: The Forth.} by the means of his fleet, which was from the beginning employed by him as part of his forces, and in attending him at this time made a glorious appearance, when thus by sea and land the war was urged. In truth, the same camp often contained the foot and the horse and the marines, all intermixed, and rejoicing in common, severally magnifying their own feats, their own hazards and adventures: here were displayed the horrors of steep mountains and dismal forests; there the outrages of waves and tempests. These boasted their exploits by land and against the foe: those the vanquished ocean; all vying together according to the usual vaunts and ostentation of soldiers. Upon the Britons also, as from the captives was learned, the sight of the fleet brought much consternation and dismay; as if, now that their solitary ocean and recesses of the deep were disclosed and invaded, the last refuge of the vanquished was cut off. To action and arms, the several people inhabiting Caledonia had immediate recourse, and advanced with great parade, made still greater by common rumour (as usual in things that are unknown), for that they daringly assailed our forts, and by thus insulting and defying us, created much fear and alarm. Nay, there were some who covering real cowardice under the guise of prudence and counsel, exhorted a return to the nether side of Bodotria, {Footnote: To retreat south of the Forth.} for that it were more eligible to retire back than to be driven. He was apprised the while, that the enemy meant to attack him in divers bands: so that, as they surpassed him in numbers and in the knowledge of the country, he too divided his army into three parts, and thus marched, to prevent their surrounding him.
A.D. 83. In the summer that marked the beginning of the sixth year of his administration, it was feared that the nations to the north would unite and rise up against him, and the roads were all swarming with the enemy’s forces. His first move was to sail along the coast and scout the large communities beyond Bodotria {Footnote: The Forth.} using his fleet, which he had employed from the start as part of his military. At that time, it made a stunning display as both the naval and land forces pushed the war forward together. Indeed, the same camp often housed the infantry, cavalry, and marines all mixed together, celebrating together, each boasting about their own deeds, dangers, and adventures: here they showcased the terrors of steep mountains and dark forests; there, the perils of waves and storms. The land troops bragged about their victories against enemies, while the sailors talked about conquering the ocean; all competing in the usual bragging and showmanship of soldiers. The sight of the fleet struck fear and panic among the Britons, as they learned from the captives, as if their previously secluded ocean and deep waters had been breached, cutting off their last refuge. The various tribes of Caledonia quickly turned to arms, marching forward with great fanfare, which was only amplified by common rumors (as often happens with the unknown), claiming they boldly attacked our forts, thus insulting and defying us, instilling great fear and concern. In fact, there were some who disguised their true cowardice as wisdom, urging a retreat back across Bodotria {Footnote: To retreat south of the Forth.}, claiming it was better to pull back than to be pushed back. Meanwhile, he was informed that the enemy planned to attack him with multiple groups. Since they outnumbered him and knew the terrain better, he decided to divide his army into three parts to avoid being surrounded.
As soon as this disposition of his was known to the enemy, they suddenly changed theirs, and all in a body proceeded to fall upon the ninth legion as the least sufficient and weakest of all; and, as the assault was in the night they slew the guards and entered the trenches, aided by the general sleep or general dismay there. They were already pursuing the fight in the camp itself, when Agricola having from his spies learnt what route the enemy had taken, and closely following their track, commanded the lightest of his foot and cavalry to charge them, whilst yet engaged, in the rear, and the whole army presently after to give a mighty shout. Moreover at break of day, the Roman banners were beheld refulgent. Thus were the Britons dismayed with double peril and distress; and to the Romans their courage returned. Hence seeing their lives secure, they now maintained the conflict for glory. They even returned the attack upon the enemy: insomuch that in the very gates of the camp a bloody encounter ensued, till the enemy were quite routed; for both these our armies exerted their might, the one contending to show that they had brought relief, the other to appear not to have wanted assistance. Indeed, had not the woods and marshes served for shelter to the fugitives, by this victory the war had been determined.
As soon as the enemy found out about his plan, they quickly changed theirs and all together attacked the ninth legion, thinking it was the weakest. Since the assault happened at night, they killed the guards and entered the trenches, taking advantage of the deep sleep or panic that was there. They were already fighting in the camp when Agricola learned from his spies what path the enemy took. He closely followed their trail and ordered his lightest infantry and cavalry to charge them from the back while they were still engaged, and soon after, the whole army shouted loudly. By dawn, the Roman banners shone brightly. This left the Britons in a state of double fear and stress, while the Romans regained their courage. Feeling more secure, they fought for glory. They even counterattacked the enemy, leading to a fierce battle right at the gates of the camp until the enemy was completely defeated. Both armies fought with great effort, one trying to show that they had come to the rescue, the other to prove they didn’t need help. In fact, if not for the woods and marshes providing cover for the fleeing soldiers, this victory could have ended the war.
By this success, with such valour gained, and followed with such renown, the army was become elated and resolute. With fierce din they cried, "That to their bravery nothing could prove insurmountable. They must penetrate into the heart of Caledonia, and advance in a continual succession of battles, till they had at last found the utmost limits of Britain." Thus it was that they, who a little before had been so wary and so wise, were now, after the event was determined, grown full of boasts and intrepidity. Such is the lot of warfare, very unequal and unjust: in success all men assume part: the disasters are all imputed to one. Now the Britons, conjecturing the victory to proceed not from superior courage, but from circumstances improved and the address of our General, lost nothing of their spirit and defiance, but armed their young men, removed their wives and children into places of security, and in general conventions of their several communities engaged them in a league ratified by solemn sacrifices. And thus they mutually retired for the winter, with minds on both sides abundantly irritated.
Through this success, achieved with such courage and followed by great fame, the army became confident and determined. They loudly declared, "Nothing can stand in the way of our bravery. We must push into the heart of Caledonia and keep advancing through continuous battles until we reach the farthest edges of Britain." So, those who had once been cautious and wise now became full of boasting and fearless after the outcome was decided. Such is the nature of war, deeply unequal and unfair: in victory, everyone shares in the glory; in defeat, the blame falls on one. Meanwhile, the Britons, believing the victory was not due to greater bravery but rather to favorable circumstances and the skill of our General, did not lose their spirit or defiance. Instead, they armed their young men, moved their wives and children to safe places, and gathered in community meetings to form a league established by solemn sacrifices. Thus, they withdrew for the winter, with both sides feeling extremely agitated.
During the same summer, a cohort of Usipians levied in Germany and thence transported to Britain, adventured upon a feat very desperate and memorable. When they had slain the Centurion and soldiers placed amongst them for training them in discipline, and to serve them for patterns and directors, they embarked in three pinnaces, forcing the pilots to conduct them; and since one of these forsook them and fled away, they suspected and therefore killed the other two. As the attempt was not yet divulged, their launching into the deep was beheld as a wonder. Anon they were tossed hither and thither at the mercy of the waves: and, as they often engaged for spoil with several of the Britons, obliging them to defend their property thus invaded, in which conflicts they frequently proved victorious, and were sometimes defeated, they were at last reduced to want so pressing, as to feed upon one another, first upon the weakest, then upon whomsoever the lot fell. In this manner were they carried round about Britain, and having lost their vessels through ignorance how to manage them, they were accounted robbers and pirates, and fell into the hands first of the Suevians, afterwards of the Frisians. Nay, as they were bought and sold for slaves, some of them, through change of masters, were brought over to our side of the Rhine, and grew famous from the discovery of an adventure so extraordinary.
During the same summer, a group of Usipians gathered in Germany and then moved to Britain, embarking on a bold and unforgettable mission. After killing the Centurion and the soldiers assigned to train them and set an example, they boarded three small boats, forcing the pilots to navigate. Since one of the boats abandoned them and escaped, they suspected the other two and killed their pilots as well. As their plan had not yet been revealed, their departure into the open water was seen as a marvel. Soon, they were tossed around by the waves, and while engaging in battles over plunder with various Britons, they compelled the locals to defend their property. In these skirmishes, they often emerged victorious but were sometimes defeated. Eventually, they fell into such dire need that they resorted to cannibalism, initially consuming the weakest among them, and then anyone they randomly chose. This way, they were carried all around Britain, and after losing their boats due to not knowing how to handle them, they were labeled as robbers and pirates, falling into the hands of the Suevians first and then the Frisians. Furthermore, as they were sold as slaves, some of them, through changes in ownership, ended up on our side of the Rhine and became well-known for their extraordinary adventure.
A.D. 84. In the beginning of the summer, Agricola suffered a sore blow in his family, by losing his son born about a year before. A misfortune which he neither bore with an ostentation of firmness and unconcern, like many other men of magnanimity, nor with lamentations and tears worthy only of women. Besides that for this affliction, war proved one of his remedies. When therefore he had sent forward the navy, which by committing devastations in several places, would not fail to spread a mighty and perplexing terror, he put himself at the head of his army lightly equipped, and to it had added some of the bravest Britons, such as had been well proved through a long course of peace. Thus he arrived at the Grampian Hills, upon which the enemy were already encamped. For, the Britons, nothing daunted by the issue of the former battle, and boldly waiting either to take vengeance or to suffer bondage, taught withal at last, that a general union was the best way to repel common danger, had by embassies and confederacies drawn together the forces of all their communities. Even then were to be seen thirty thousand men in arms, and their youth from every quarter were still continuing to flock in, as were also such of their elderly men as were yet vigorous and hale, they who were signal in war, and now carried with them their several ensigns of honour formerly gained in the field. And now Galgacus, he who amongst their several leaders surpassed all in valour and descent, is said to have spoke in this strain to the multitude all very pressing for battle,
A.D. 84. At the start of summer, Agricola faced a heavy blow in his family when he lost his son, who had been born about a year earlier. This misfortune wasn't something he handled with the showy strength and indifference of many other noble men, nor did he express it with the tears and lamentations typically associated with women. Alongside this tragedy, he found that war became one of his remedies. So, after sending out the navy to cause destruction in various locations, spreading great fear and confusion, he took command of his lightly equipped army, adding some of the bravest Britons who had proven themselves during a long period of peace. He reached the Grampian Hills, where the enemy was already camped. The Britons, undeterred by the outcome of the previous battle and ready to either seek revenge or face captivity, had learned that a united front was the best way to counter a common threat. Through diplomacy and alliances, they gathered the forces from all their tribes. At that moment, around thirty thousand armed men could be seen, with young warriors still arriving from all corners, along with the older men who were still strong and vigorous, marked by their war honors earned in past battles. At this point, Galgacus, the leader who excelled in bravery and lineage among the various chieftains, is said to have addressed the eager crowd of warriors ready for battle,
"Whenever I contemplate the causes of the war, and the necessity to which we are reduced, great is my confidence that this day and this union of yours will prove the beginning of universal liberty to Britain. For, besides that bondage is what we have never borne, we are so beset that beyond us there is no further land; nor in truth is there any security left us from the sea whilst the Roman fleet is hovering upon our coasts. Thus the same expedient which proves honourable to brave men, is to cowards too become the safest of all others, even present recourse to battle and arms. The other Britons, in their past conflicts with the Romans, whence they found various success, had still a remaining source of hope and succour in this our nation. For, of all the people of Britain we are the noblest, and thence placed in its innermost regions, and, as we behold not so much as the coasts of such as are slaves, we thus preserve even our eyes free and unprofaned by the sight of lawless and usurped rule. To us who are the utmost inhabitants of the earth, to us the last who enjoy liberty, this extremity of the globe, this remote tract unknown even to common fame, has to this day proved the only protection and defence. At present the utmost boundary of Britain is laid open; and to conquer parts unknown, is thought matter of great pomp and boasting. Beyond us no more people are found, nor aught save seas and rocks; and already the Romans have advanced into the heart of our country. Against their pride and domineering you will find it in vain to seek a remedy or refuge from any obsequiousness or humble behaviour of yours. Plunderers of the earth these, who in their universal devastations finding countries to fail them, investigate and rob even the sea. If the enemy be wealthy, he inflames their avarice; if poor, their ambition. They are general spoilers, such as neither the eastern world nor the western can satiate. They only of all men thirst after acquisitions both poor and rich, with equal avidity and passion. To spoil, to butcher, and to commit every kind of violence, they style by a lying name, Government; and when they have spread a general desolation, they call it Peace. {Footnote: "Ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant."}
"Whenever I think about the reasons for the war and the situation we’re in, I have great confidence that today and your unity will mark the beginning of true freedom for Britain. After all, we’ve never accepted bondage, and we’re surrounded in such a way that there’s no land left for us to escape to; in fact, there’s no safety left for us from the sea while the Roman fleet is lurking on our shores. So the same strategy that is honorable for brave men becomes the safest option for cowards too: to fight and take up arms. The other Britons, in their past battles with the Romans, found some hope and help in our nation. Of all the people in Britain, we are the noblest, situated in the deepest parts of it, and since we don’t even see the coasts of those who are enslaved, we keep our eyes free from the sight of unjust and oppressive rule. For us, the furthest inhabitants of the earth, the last who enjoy freedom, this distant corner of the world, unknown even to common rumor, has so far been our only protection and defense. Right now, the farthest edge of Britain is exposed; and conquering unknown territories is considered a grand show of power. Beyond us, there are no more people, only seas and rocks; and already the Romans have pushed into the heart of our land. In the face of their pride and domination, you’ll find it useless to look for a solution or refuge through any submissive or humble behavior from you. They are plunderers of the earth, and when they destroy everything, they even rob the sea when the lands fail them. If the enemy is rich, it fuels their greed; if poor, their ambition. They are universal destroyers, neither the east nor the west can satisfy them. They uniquely crave wealth and possessions, whether poor or rich, with equal eagerness. To pillage, to slaughter, and to commit every type of violence, they falsely call it Government; and after creating widespread desolation, they refer to it as Peace. {Footnote: "Ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant."}
"Dearest to every man are his children and kindred, by the contrivance and designation of nature. These are snatched from us for recruits, and doomed to bondage in other parts of the earth. Our wives and sisters, however they escape rapes and violence as from open enemies, are debauched under the appearance and privilege of friendship and hospitality. Our fortunes and possessions they exhaust for tribute, our grain for their provisions. Even our bodies and limbs are extenuated and wasted, while we are doomed to the drudgery of making cuts through woods, and drains in bogs, under continual blows and outrages. Such as are born to be slaves are but once sold, and thenceforward nourished by their lords. Britain is daily paying for its servitude, is daily feeding it. Moreover, as in a tribe of household slaves, he who comes last serves for sport to all his fellows; so in this ancient state of slavery to which the world is reduced, we, as the freshest slaves and thence held the most contemptible, are now designed to destruction. For, we have no fields to cultivate, nor mines to dig, nor ports to make; works for which they might be tempted to spare us alive: besides that ever distasteful to rulers is magnanimity and a daring spirit in their subjects. Indeed our very situation, so solitary and remote, the more security it affords to us, does but raise the greater jealousy in them. Seeing therefore you are thus bereft of all hopes of mercy, rouse now at last all your courage, both you to whom life is dearest, and you to whom glory. The Brigantes, even under the leading of a woman, burned their colony, stormed their entrenchments, and, had not such success degenerated into sloth, might have quite cast off the yoke of slavery. Let us who still preserve our forces entire, us who are still unsubdued, and want not to acquire liberty but only to secure it, manifest at once, upon the first encounter, what kind of men they are that Caledonia has reserved for her own vindication and defence.
"Dear to every man are his children and family, as nature intends. These loved ones are taken from us to serve as recruits, condemned to slavery in distant lands. Our wives and sisters, even though they escape from direct assaults and violence, are violated under the guise of friendship and hospitality. They drain our wealth and possessions in tribute, our crops for their supplies. Even our bodies are worn down as we toil in the woods and swamps, enduring constant blows and abuses. Those born to be slaves are sold once and thereafter cared for by their masters. Britain pays daily for its servitude, continually supporting it. Additionally, in a household of slaves, the newcomer is forced to entertain the others; similarly, in this ancient state of global slavery, we, the newest slaves looked down upon the most, are now marked for destruction. We lack fields to farm, mines to excavate, or ports to develop—tasks for which they might consider sparing us. Moreover, rulers disdain courage and independence in their subjects. Indeed, our isolation, while it provides some security, only intensifies their jealousy. So, since you have no hope of mercy, summon all your courage, whether you cherish life most or strive for glory. The Brigantes, even led by a woman, burned their settlement, attacked their fortifications, and, if their success hadn’t turned to laziness, could have completely shaken off the chains of slavery. Let us, who still maintain our strength and remain unconquered and only want to secure our freedom, show immediately, at the very first encounter, what kind of men Caledonia has preserved for her own defense."
"Do you indeed believe the Romans to be equally brave and vigorous in war, as during peace they are vicious and dissolute? From our quarrels and divisions it is that they have derived their renown, and thus convert the faults of their enemies to the glory of their own army; an army compounded of many nations so different, that as it is success alone which holds them together, misfortunes and disasters will surely dissolve them. Unless you suppose that the Germans there, that the Gauls, and many of the Britons (whom with shame I mention), men who however have been all much longer their enemies than their slaves, are yet attached to them by any real fidelity and affection, whilst presenting their blood to establish a domination altogether foreign and unnatural to them all. What restrains them is no more than awe and terror, frail bonds of endearment; and when these are removed, such who cease to fear, will immediately begin to manifest their hate. Amongst us is found whatever can stimulate men to victory. The Romans have no wives to hearten and to urge them. They have here no fathers and mothers to upbraid them for flying. Many of them have no country at all, or at least their country is elsewhere. But a few in number they are, ignorant of the region and thence struck with dread, whilst to their eyes, whatever they behold around them, is all wild and strange, even the air and sky, with the woods and the sea; so that the Gods have in some sort delivered them enclosed and bound into our hands.
"Do you really think the Romans are just as brave and strong in war as they are vicious and indulgent in peace? They’ve gained their fame from our conflicts and divisions, turning their enemies’ faults into victories for their own army. This army is made up of so many different nations that only success keeps them united; if they face misfortune, they will definitely fall apart. Unless you think the Germans, the Gauls, and many of the Britons (whom I mention with embarrassment) have any real loyalty and affection for a power that is entirely foreign to them, remember that these people have been enemies far longer than they have been slaves. What keeps them in line is nothing more than fear; these weak ties will break as soon as that fear disappears, and those who stop being afraid will quickly show their hatred. We have everything needed to inspire men to victory. The Romans lack wives to encourage them. They have no fathers or mothers to scold them for running away. Many of them don’t even have a homeland or, at best, their homeland is somewhere else. They are few in number, unfamiliar with this land, and therefore filled with fear as everything around them seems wild and strange, even the air and sky, the woods and the sea. In a way, the Gods have handed them over to us, trapped and bound."
"Be not dismayed with things of mere show, and with a glare of gold and of silver: this is what can neither wound, nor save. In the very host of the enemy we shall find bands of our own. The Britons will own and espouse their own genuine cause. The Gauls will recollect their former liberty. What the Usipians have lately done, the other Germans will do, and abandon the Romans. Thereafter nothing remains to be feared. Their forts are ungarrisoned; their colonies replenished with the aged and infirm; and between the people and their magistrates, whilst the former are averse to obedience, and the latter rule with injustice, the municipal cities are weakened and full of dissensions. Here you see a general, here an army: there you may behold tributes and the mines, with all the other train of calamities and curses ever pursuing men enslaved. Whether all these are to be for ever imposed, or whether we forthwith avenge ourselves for the attempt, this very field must determine. As therefore you advance to battle, look back upon your ancestors, look forward to your posterity."
"Don't be discouraged by things that are just for show, or by the shine of gold and silver: these can't hurt you or save you. Right in the heart of the enemy, we will find our own allies. The Britons will support their true cause, and the Gauls will remember their past freedom. What the Usipians have recently done, the other Germans will follow, and they will turn against the Romans. After that, there’s nothing left to fear. Their forts are unguarded; their colonies are filled with the old and weak; and between the people and their leaders, while the former resist obeying and the latter rule unfairly, the cities are weakened and full of conflict. Here you see a general, here an army: there you can see taxes and mines, with all the other disasters and curses that constantly follow enslaved people. Whether all this will continue forever or whether we will immediately take revenge for this attempt will be decided right here. So, as you go into battle, remember your ancestors and think about your descendants."
They received his speech joyfully, with chantings, and terrible din, and many dissonant shouts, after the manner of barbarians. Already too their bands moved, and the glittering of their arms appeared, as all the most resolute were running to the front: moreover the army was forming in battle array; when Agricola; who indeed saw his soldiers full of alacrity, and hardly to be restrained even by express cautions, yet chose to discourse to them in the following strain. "It is now the eighth year, my fellow-soldiers, since through the virtue and auspicious fortune of the Roman Empire, and by your own services and fidelity you have been pursuing the conquest of Britain. In so many expeditions that you have undertaken, in so many battles as you have fought, you have still had constant occasion either to be exerting your bravery against the foe, or your patience and pains even against the obstacles of nature. Neither, during all these struggles, have we found any cause of mutual regret, I to have conducted such soldiers, or you to have followed such a captain. We have both passed the limits which we found, I those known to the ancient governors, you those of former armies; and we possess the very extremity of Britain, not only in the bruitings of fame and vulgar rumour, but possess it with our camps and arms. Britain is entirely discovered, and entirely subdued. In truth, as the army has been marching, whilst in passing morasses and mountains and rivers you have been fatigued and distressed, I was wont to hear every man remarkably brave ask, When shall we see the enemy, when be led to battle? Already they are come, roused from their fastnesses and lurking holes. Here you see the end of all your wishes, here scope for all your valour, and all things promising and propitious, if you conquer; but all cross and disastrous, should you be vanquished. For, as to have thus marched over a tract of country so immense, to have passed through gloomy forests, to have crossed arms of the deep, is matter of glory and applause whilst we advance against the enemy; so if we fly before them, whatever is now most in our favour, will then prove most to our peril. We know not the situation of the country so well as they know it; we have not provisions so abundant as they have: but we have limbs and arms; and in these, all things. For myself; it is a rule long since settled by me, that safety there is none either to the army or to the general, in turning their backs upon the foe. Hence it is not only more eligible to lose life honourably than to save it basely, but security and renown both arise from the same source. Neither would it be a fate void of glory to fall in this the utmost verge of earth and of nature.
They welcomed his speech with joy, chanting, loud noises, and many discordant shouts, just like barbarians. Meanwhile, their troops were already moving, and the shine of their weapons was visible as the most determined soldiers rushed to the front. The army was forming for battle when Agricola, who noticed his soldiers eager and hardly able to be contained even with clear warnings, chose to address them in this way: "It’s now the eighth year, my fellow soldiers, since, thanks to the strength and good fortune of the Roman Empire, and your own service and loyalty, you have been pursuing the conquest of Britain. In all the campaigns you’ve undertaken and battles you’ve fought, you’ve consistently had the chance to prove your bravery against the enemy or your patience and effort against the challenges of nature. Throughout these struggles, we’ve never had any reason to regret, either that I’ve led such soldiers or that you’ve followed such a leader. We’ve both pushed beyond the limits we found—those known to the ancient rulers and those of earlier armies—and we now hold the very edge of Britain, not just in rumors and whispers, but with our camps and arms. Britain is fully explored and completely subdued. In truth, as the army has marched, while you’ve faced fatigue and hardship crossing swamps, mountains, and rivers, I have often heard each brave soldier ask, When will we see the enemy? When will we fight? They are already here, stirred from their hiding spots. Here lies the end of all your desires, the chance to show your courage, and everything looks promising if you win, but disastrous if you lose. For having marched across such a vast land, endured gloomy forests, and crossed deep waters is glorious and praiseworthy as we approach the enemy; but if we retreat, what is now in our favor will become our greatest danger. We don’t know the landscape as well as they do; we don’t have provisions as plentiful as theirs. But we have strength and weapons, and in those, we have everything. Personally, I believe strongly that there is no safety for the army or the general in turning their backs on the enemy. Therefore, it is far better to lose your life honorably than to save it disgracefully, as both safety and glory come from the same source. Falling at the very edge of the earth and nature would not be a fate lacking in honor."
"Were the people now arrayed against you such as were new to you, were you to engage with bands never before tried, I should animate you by the examples of other armies. At present, only recollect and enumerate your own signal exploits, only ask and consult your own eyes. These are they whom but the last year you utterly discomfited, only by the terror of your shouting, when, trusting to the darkness of the night, they by stealth attacked a single legion. These are they who of all the Britons are the most abandoned to fear and flight, and thence happen thus long to survive all the rest. It is with us as with those who make inroads into woods and forests. As beasts of the greatest strength there, are driven thence by the superior force of such as pursue them, and as the timorous and spiritless fly even at the cry of the pursuers: in like manner, all the bravest Britons are long since fallen by the sword. They that remain are only a crowd, fearful and effeminate: nor can you consider them as men whom you have therefore reached, because they have persisted to oppose you, but as such whom you have surprised as the last and forlorn of all, who struck with dread and bereft of spirit, stand benumbed in yonder field, whence you may gain over them a glorious and memorable victory. Here complete all your expeditions and efforts: here close a struggle of fifty years with one great and important day, so that to the army may not be imputed either the procrastination of the war, or any cause for reviving it."
"Were the people now lined up against you unfamiliar, and if you were to face groups you’ve never encountered before, I would motivate you by sharing stories of other armies. Right now, just remember and count your own remarkable achievements; rely on what you’ve seen with your own eyes. These are the ones you completely defeated just last year, merely by the fear your shouting instilled when, trusting the darkness of the night, they stealthily attacked a single legion. These are the ones who, among all the Britons, are the most terrified and quick to flee, and that’s why they’ve managed to survive while the others have not. It’s similar to those who invade forests and woodlands. The strongest beasts are driven out by the greater force of those who chase them, and the timid and cowardly flee at the mere sound of their pursuers; in the same way, all the bravest Britons have long since fallen by the sword. Those who remain are just a fearful and weak crowd: don’t consider them as worthy opponents simply because they continue to resist you, but see them as the last desperate group, paralyzed by fear, standing frozen in that field where you can achieve a glorious and unforgettable victory over them. Here, finish all your campaigns and efforts: here, end a struggle of fifty years with one significant day, ensuring that the army won’t be blamed for any delays in the war or for any reason to revive it."
Apparent, even whilst Agricola spoke, was the ardour of the soldiers, mighty their transport and applause at the end of his speech, and instantly they flew to their arms. Thus inflamed and urging to engage, he formed them so that the strong band of auxiliary foot, who were eight thousand men, composed the centre. The wings were environed with three thousand horse. The legions without advancing stood embattled just without the entrenchment; for that mighty would be the glory of the victory, were it, by sparing them, gained without spilling any Roman blood; and they were still a sure stay and succour, should the rest be repulsed. The British host was ranged upon the rising grounds, at once for show and terror, in such sort that the first band stood upon the plain, and the rest rose successively upon the brows of the hills, one rank close above another, as if they had been linked together. Their cavalry and chariots of war filled the interjacent field with great tumult and boundings to and fro. Agricola then, fearing from the surpassing multitude of the enemy, that he might be beset at once in the front and on each flank, opened and extended his host. Yet, though thence his ranks must prove more relaxed, and many advised him to bring on the legions, he, who rather entertained a spirit of hope, and in all difficulties was ever firm, dismissed his horse and advanced on foot before the banners.
Clearly visible, even as Agricola spoke, was the passion of the soldiers, their excitement and applause ringing out at the end of his speech, and immediately they grabbed their weapons. Fired up and eager to fight, he organized them so that the strong group of auxiliary infantry, which numbered eight thousand, made up the center. The flanks were surrounded by three thousand cavalry. The legions, without advancing, stood ready just outside the entrenchment; for it would be a great glory if the victory could be achieved by saving their lives, without shedding any Roman blood; and they still served as a reliable support in case the others were pushed back. The British army was arranged on the rising ground, both for display and intimidation, so that the first group stood on the plain, and the rest ascended successively on the hilltops, one line right above the other, as if they were all connected. Their cavalry and war chariots filled the space in between with loud clamor and chaotic movement. Agricola, worried about being overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of the enemy, which could attack him from the front and both sides at once, widened his formation. Yet, even though this meant his lines would be less compact, and many advised him to deploy the legions, he, who always maintained a hopeful spirit and remained steadfast in difficulties, dismissed his cavalry and moved forward on foot ahead of the banners.
In the beginning of the onset the conflict was maintained at a distance. The Britons, they who were possessed at once of bravery and skill, armed with their huge swords and small bucklers, quite eluded our missive weapons, or beat them quite off, whilst of their own they poured a torrent upon us, till Agricola encouraged three Batavian cohorts and two of the Tungrians, to close with the enemy and bring them to an engagement hand to hand; as what was with those veteran soldiers a long practice, and become familiar, but to the enemy very uneasy and embarrassing, as they were armed with very little targets and with swords of enormous size. For, the swords of the Britons, which are blunt at the end, are unfit for grapling and cannot support a close encounter. Hence the Batavians thickened their blows, wounded them with the iron bosses of their bucklers, mangled their faces, and, bearing down all who withstood them upon the plain, were already carrying the attack up to the hills: insomuch that the rest of the cohorts, incited by emulation and sudden ardour, joined with those and made havoc of all whom they encountered. Nay, such was the impetuosity and hurry of the victory, that many were left behind but half dead, others not so much as wounded. In the meantime their troops of cavalry took to flight: the chariots of war mingled with the battalions of foot; and though they had so lately struck terror, were now themselves beset and entangled with our thick bands, as also with the unevenness and intricacy of the place. Of a combat of cavalry this bore not the least appearance: since here, standing obstinately foot to foot, they pressed to overthrow each other by the weight and bodies of their horses. Moreover the war-chariots, now abandoned and straggling, as also the horses destitute of managers and thence wild and affrighted, were running hither and thither just as the next fright drove them; insomuch that all of their own side, who met them or crossed their way, were beaten down by them.
In the beginning, the conflict was kept at a distance. The Britons, who were brave and skilled, armed with their large swords and small shields, easily avoided our missiles or batted them away, while they unleashed a fierce attack on us. At that point, Agricola rallied three Batavian cohorts and two from the Tungrians to engage the enemy in close combat; for these veteran soldiers, this was familiar territory, but it was very challenging for the enemy, who were armed with only small shields and oversized swords. The Britons' swords, which have blunt tips, are unsuitable for grappling and can't handle a close fight. As a result, the Batavians increased their strikes, injuring the Britons with the metal fittings of their shields, damaging their faces, and overwhelming anyone who stood in their way, advancing the attack up the hills. The other cohorts, motivated by competition and sudden enthusiasm, joined in and wreaked havoc on everyone they encountered. The intensity and speed of the victory were such that many were left behind, only half alive, while others weren't even wounded. Meanwhile, their cavalry troops fled, and the war chariots mixed in with the infantry; even though they had just instilled fear, they were now trapped and tangled up with our dense formations and the chaos of the terrain. This looked nothing like a cavalry fight: here, they were stubbornly face-to-face, trying to knock each other over with the weight of their horses. Moreover, the war chariots, now abandoned and scattered, along with the horses, which were riderless and thus wild and frightened, were running in all directions, driven by panic; so that anyone from their side who encountered them or crossed their path was knocked down.
Now those of the Britons who were lodged upon the ridges of the hills and had hitherto no share in the encounter, like men yet pressed by no peril looked with scorn upon our forces as but few in number, and began to descend softly and to surround them in the rear, whilst they were urging their victory. But Agricola, who had apprehended this very design, despatched to engage them four squadrons of horse, such as he had reserved near him for the sudden exigencies of the field; and by this providence of his, the more furiously they had advanced, the more keenly were they repulsed and utterly routed. Thus against the Britons themselves their own devices were turned; and by the order of the General, the squadrons of cavalry which charged in front, wheeled about and assailed the enemy behind. Then in truth, all over the open fields was to be seen a spectacle prodigious and tragical, incessant pursuits, wounds and captivity, and the present captives always slaughtered, as often as others occurred to be taken. Now the enemy behaved just as they happened to be prompted by their several humours. Sometimes they fled in large troops with all their arms, before a smaller number that pursued them: others, quite unarmed, rushed into peril, and desperately presented themselves to instant death. On all sides lay scattered arms and carcasses, and mangled limbs, and the ground was dyed with blood. Nay, now and then even by the vanquished was exerted notable wrath and bravery. When once they drew near the woods, they rejoined and rallied, and thus circumvented the foremost pursuers, such as, without knowing the country, had rashly ventured too far. Whence we must have suffered some notable disaster, from such confidence void of caution, had not Agricola who was assiduously visiting every quarter, ordered the stoutest cohorts lightly equipped to range themselves in the form of a toil {Footnote: A net or web, to encompass them; such as Herodotus describes, for clearing out a vanquished enemy.} to invest them, also some of the cavalry to dismount, and enter the strait passes, and the rest of the horse, at the same time, to beat the more open and passable parts of the woods. Now, as soon as they perceived our forces to continue the pursuit with ranks regular and close, they betook themselves to open flight, in no united bands as before, no one man regarding or awaiting another; but quite scattered, and each shunning any companion, they all made to places far remote and desert. What ended the pursuit was night and a satiety of slaughter. Of the enemy were slain ten thousand. There fell of our men three hundred and forty, amongst these Aulus Atticus, commander of a cohort; one by his own youthful heart, as also by a fiery horse, hurried into the midst of the enemies.
Now, those Britons who were positioned on the hilltops and had not yet engaged in the fight, feeling safe and unthreatened, looked down on our forces, viewing them as too few, and began quietly moving down to surround them from behind while our troops celebrated their victory. But Agricola, sensing this plan, sent out four squadrons of cavalry, which he had kept nearby for emergencies in battle; through this strategy, the more aggressively the Britons attacked, the more they were pushed back and completely routed. Thus, their own tactics were turned against them; following the General's orders, the cavalry that charged from the front turned around and attacked the enemy from behind. The open fields became a scene of chaos and tragedy, filled with relentless chases, injuries, and captures, with prisoners being slaughtered whenever new ones were taken. The enemy acted according to their impulses; sometimes they fled in large groups, armed, from a smaller number pursuing them, while others, completely unarmed, ran into danger, facing certain death. Scattered all around were weapons, bodies, and torn limbs, with the ground soaked in blood. At times, even the defeated displayed remarkable anger and courage. When they neared the woods, they regrouped and managed to outmaneuver some of the most forward pursuers, who had recklessly ventured too far into unfamiliar territory. We would have faced a significant disaster from such reckless confidence if Agricola hadn't been carefully surveying all areas and ordered the strongest lightly equipped cohorts to form a trap to surround them. He also directed some of the cavalry to dismount and enter the narrow passes, while the rest of the horses moved through the clearer, accessible parts of the woods. As soon as the enemy saw our forces continuing the pursuit in a tight formation, they broke into a disorganized flight, with no one staying with anyone else; they scattered in all directions, all trying to reach distant, deserted places. The pursuit ended with the onset of night and an overwhelming amount of slaughter. Ten thousand of the enemy were killed. We lost three hundred and forty men, including Aulus Atticus, commander of a cohort, who, driven by his youthful spirit and a fierce horse, rushed into the midst of the enemy.
It was indeed a night of great joy to the conquerors, both from victory and spoil. The Britons, who wandered in despair, men and women uttering in concert their dismal wailings, dragged along their wounded, called to such as were unhurt, deserted their houses, nay, in rage even set them on fire; made choice of lurking holes, then instantly forsook them; then met to consult, and from their counsels gathered some hope: sometimes, upon beholding their dearest pledges of nature, their spirits became utterly sunk and dejected; sometimes, by the same sight, they were roused into resolution and fury. Nay, 'tis very certain, that some murdered their children and wives, as an act of compassion and tenderness. The next day produced a more ample display of the victory; on all sides a profound silence, solitary hills, thick smoke rising from the houses on fire, and not a living soul to be found by the scouts. When from these, who had been despatched out every way, it was learnt, that whither the enemy had fled no certain traces could be discovered, and that they had nowhere rallied in bodies; when the summer was likewise passed and thence an impossibility of extending the operations of war, he conducted his army into the borders of the Horestians. After he had there received hostages, he ordered the Admiral of the Fleet to sail round Britain. For this expedition he was furnished with proper forces, and before him was already gone forth the terror of the Roman power: he himself the while led on his foot and horse with a slow pace, that thus the minds of these new nations might be awed and dismayed even by prolonging his march through them: he then lodged his army in garrisons for the winter. The fleet too having found a favourable sea, entered with great fame, into the harbour of Rhutupium: {Footnote: Supposed to be Sandwich Haven.} for, from thence it had sailed, and coasting along the nethermost shore of Britain, thither returned.
It was truly a night of immense joy for the victors, celebrating both their triumph and the spoils. The Britons, lost in despair, both men and women crying out together in their sorrow, dragged their wounded, called out to those who were unharmed, abandoned their homes, and in their anger even set them on fire; they chose hiding spots, only to abandon them again; then gathered to discuss their situation and from those discussions found a glimmer of hope: at times, upon seeing their loved ones, their spirits would sink into utter dejection; at other times, that same sight would stir them into determination and rage. Indeed, it is certain that some even killed their children and spouses out of a misguided sense of compassion. The following day revealed a clearer picture of the victory; there was a deep silence everywhere, lonely hills, thick smoke rising from burning homes, and not a living soul to be found by the scouts. When those sent out in every direction reported that no clear signs of where the enemy had fled could be found and that they had not regrouped anywhere, and with summer coming to an end making further military action impossible, he led his army to the borders of the Horestians. After receiving hostages there, he ordered the Admiral of the Fleet to sail around Britain. He was provided with the necessary forces for this mission, and the fear of Roman power had already spread before him: he himself marched slowly with his infantry and cavalry so that the minds of these new peoples would be intimidated and unsettled by the extended duration of his march through their lands; he then settled his army into winter quarters. The fleet, having encountered favorable seas, entered the harbor of Rhutupium with great renown; it had sailed from there, hugging the coast of the lower shore of Britain, and returned.
With this course and situation of things Agricola by letters acquainted the Emperor; tidings which, however modestly recounted, without all ostentation, or any pomp of words, Domitian received as with joy in his countenance, so with anguish in his soul: such was his custom. His heart indeed smote him for his late mock triumph over the Germans, which he knew to be held in public derision; as to adorn it he had purchased a number of slaves, who were so decked in their habits and hair, as to resemble captives in war. But here a victory mighty and certain, gained by the slaughter of so many thousands of the enemy, was universally sounded by the voice of fame, and received with vast applause. Terrible above all things it was to him, that the name of a private man should be exalted above that of the Prince. In vain had he driven from the public tribunals all pursuits of popular evidence and fame, in vain smothered the lustre of every civil accomplishment, if any other than himself possessed the glory of excelling in war: nay, however he might dissemble every other distaste, yet to the person of the Emperor properly appertained the virtue and praise of being a great General. Tortured with these anxious thoughts, and indulging his humour of being shut up in secret, a certain indication that he was fostering some sanguinary purpose, he at last judged it the best course, upon this occasion, to hide and reserve his rancour till the first flights of fame were passed, and the affection of the army cooled. For, Agricola held yet the administration of Britain.
With this situation, Agricola informed the Emperor through letters; news that, while narrated modestly and without any showiness or grandiloquence, Domitian received with joy on his face but anguish in his heart: such was his nature. He felt guilty for his recent mock triumph over the Germans, which he knew was seen as a joke by the public; to embellish it, he had bought a number of slaves, who were dressed up to look like war captives. But here was a mighty and undeniable victory, one that involved the slaughter of so many thousands of the enemy, echoed loudly by the voice of fame and received with great applause. Above all, it troubled him that a private citizen’s name should be elevated above that of the Emperor. He had tried in vain to eliminate all pursuits of public evidence and fame from the courts, and he had stifled the glory of every civil achievement, if anyone other than himself received the accolades for excelling in war: furthermore, however much he might hide his other frustrations, it was the Emperor who should genuinely embody the virtue and acclaim of being a great General. Tormented by these anxious thoughts and indulging his tendency to retreat into secrecy, which was a clear sign he was brewing some violent intent, he ultimately deemed it best to suppress his resentment until the initial rush of fame had settled and the army's enthusiasm had cooled. After all, Agricola still held the administration of Britain.
To him therefore he caused to be decreed in Senate the triumphal ornaments, a statue crowned with laurel, with whatever else is bestowed instead of a real triumph, and heightened this his compliment with many expressions full of esteem and honour. He directed moreover a general expectation to be raised, that to Agricola was destined the Province of Syria, a Government then vacant by the death of Atilius Rufus, a man of Consular quality, since the same was reserved only for men of illustrious rank. Many there were who believed, that an Imperial freedman, one much trusted with the secret designs of his master, was by him despatched to carry the instrument appointing Agricola Governor of Syria, with orders to deliver it to him, were he still in Britain; that the freedman met Agricola crossing the Channel, and without once speaking to him, returned directly to Domitian. It is uncertain whether this account be true, or only a fiction framed in conformity to the character and genius of the Prince. To his successor, in the meantime, Agricola had surrendered the Province now settled in perfect peace and security. Moreover, to prevent all remarks upon the manner of his entry into Rome, from any popular distinction paid him, and any concourse of people to meet him, he utterly declined this observance of his friends, and came into the city by night; and by night, as he was directed, went to the palace. He was there received by the Emperor, with a short embrace, but without a word said; then passed, undistinguished, amongst the crowd of servile courtiers. Now in order to soften with other and different virtues the reputation of a military man, a name ever distasteful to those who live themselves in idleness, he resigned himself entirely to indolence and repose. In his dress he was modest; in his conversation courteous and free, and never found accompanied with more than one or two of his friends. Insomuch that many, such especially as are wont to judge of great men by their retinue and parade, all calculated to gain popular admiration, when they had beheld and observed Agricola, sought to know whence proceeded his mighty fame: there were indeed but few who could account for the motives of his conduct.
He had the Senate declare the triumphal honors for him, including a statue crowned with laurel, along with whatever else is given instead of a real triumph, and he enhanced this tribune with many expressions of esteem and honor. He also raised expectations that Agricola would be appointed to the Province of Syria, a position then vacant due to the death of Atilius Rufus, a man of consular status, since this role was reserved for those of noble rank. Many believed that an Imperial freedman, someone trusted with the secret plans of the Emperor, was sent to deliver the decree appointing Agricola as Governor of Syria, with orders to hand it to him if he was still in Britain; the freedman reportedly encountered Agricola crossing the Channel and without speaking to him, returned directly to Domitian. It's unclear whether this story is true or just a fabrication aligning with the character and nature of the Emperor. Meanwhile, Agricola had handed over the province, which was now settled in complete peace and security, to his successor. To avoid any comments on how he entered Rome, from any public honors or crowds welcoming him, he completely refused this recognition from his friends and came into the city at night; and at night, as instructed, he went to the palace. There, the Emperor received him with a brief embrace but without saying a word; then he moved through the crowd of sycophantic courtiers without drawing attention to himself. To soften the reputation of a soldier, often disliked by those who prefer a life of leisure, he completely surrendered to laziness and relaxation. He dressed modestly, spoke courteously and openly, and was rarely seen with more than one or two friends. As a result, many, especially those who judge great figures by their entourages and displays meant to garner public admiration, after seeing and observing Agricola, sought to understand the source of his immense reputation; indeed, few could explain the reasons behind his behavior.
Frequently, during the course of that time, was he accused in his absence before Domitian, and in his absence also acquitted. What threatened his life was no crime of his, nor complaint of any particular for injuries received, nor aught else save the glorious character of the man, and the spirit of the Emperor hating all excellence and every virtue. With these causes there concurred the most mischievous sort of all enemies, they who extolled him in order to destroy him. Moreover in the Commonwealth there ensued such times as would not permit the name of Agricola to remain unmentioned: so many were the armies which we had lost in Moesia, in Dacia, in Germany, in Pannonia; all by the wretched conduct of our Generals, either altogether impotent or foolhardy: so many withal were the brave officers, with so many bands of men overthrown and taken. Neither was the question and contest now about maintaining the limits of the Empire and guarding the rivers which served for its boundaries, but about defending the standing encampments of the legions and preserving our own territories. Thus, when public misfortunes were following one another in a continual train, when every year was become signal for calamities and slaughters, Agricola was by the common voice of the populace required for the command of our armies. For, all men were comparing his vigour, his firmness, and his mind trained in war, with the sloth and timidity of the others. With discourses of this strain, it is certain that even the ears of Domitian himself were teased; whilst all the best of his freedmen advised and pressed him to this choice, out of pure affection and duty, as did the worst out of virulence and envy; and to whatever appeared most malignant that Prince was ever prone. In this manner was Agricola, as well through his own virtues as through the base management of others, pushed upon a precipice even of glory.
Often, during that time, he was accused in his absence before Domitian and also acquitted while not present. What threatened his life was not due to any crime he committed or a complaint from someone about injuries suffered, but rather the greatness of his character and the Emperor's hatred for excellence and virtue. Alongside these reasons were the most dangerous kind of enemies, those who praised him to undermine him. Moreover, in the Commonwealth, there were times when it was impossible to ignore the name of Agricola; we had lost so many armies in Moesia, Dacia, Germany, and Pannonia due to the poor leadership of our Generals, who were either completely ineffective or recklessly bold. Many brave officers had also been defeated, along with countless soldiers. The issue was no longer about maintaining the Empire's borders and protecting the rivers that defined them but about safeguarding the camps of the legions and our own land. Thus, as public misfortunes piled up, with every year bringing new disasters and bloodshed, the people consistently called for Agricola to lead our armies. Everyone was comparing his energy, determination, and military training to the laziness and cowardice of others. With discussions like these, it’s clear that even Domitian himself was affected; all the best of his freedmen urged him to make this choice out of genuine concern, while the worst did so out of spite and jealousy—and the Prince was always inclined to heed the most malicious advice. In this way, Agricola was pushed toward a precarious position of glory, both through his own merits and the underhanded actions of others.
A.D. 90. The year was now arrived when to the lot of Agricola was to fall the Proconsulship of Asia or of Africa: and, as Civica had been lately murdered (even whilst Proconsul of the former Province), Agricola was neither unprepared what course to pursue, nor Domitian unfurnished with an example to follow. It happened too, that certain persons, men apprised of the secret purposes of the Prince, made it their business to accost Agricola and ask him, whether he meant in earnest to take possession of his Province. Nay, they began, at first indeed with some reserve, to extol a life of tranquillity and repose; anon they proffered their good offices to procure his demission and excuse: at last, throwing off all disguise, and proceeding at once to dissuade and to intimidate him, they prevailed with him to be carried, with this as his suit, to Domitian. He, already prepared to dissemble his sentiments, and assuming a mien of haughtiness, not only received the petition of Agricola to be excused, but when he had granted it, suffered himself to be presented with formal thanks, Nor was he ashamed of conferring a grace so unpopular and odious. To Agricola however he gave not the salary which was wont to be paid to Proconsuls, and which he himself had continued to some. Whether he were affronted that it was not asked, or whether restrained by his own guilty mind, lest he might seem to have purchased with money what he had hindered by his interposition and power. It is the nature of men, that whomsoever they injure they hate. Now Domitian was in his temper apt to be suddenly transported into rage, and, in proportion as he smothered his vengeance, the more irreconcilable he always certainly proved. Yet by the prudence and moderation of Agricola, he was softened. For, by no contumacy of his, nor by any vain ostentation of a spirit of liberty ill-timed, did he court fame or urge his fate. Let such who are wont to admire things daring and forbidden, know, that even under evil Princes great men may be produced, and that by the means of modesty and observance, provided these be accompanied with application and vigour, they may rise to an equal measure of public estimation and praise with that of many, who through a conduct very stubborn and precipitate, but of no advantage to the Commonweal, have distinguished themselves by dying only to gain a great name.
A.D. 90. The year had come when Agricola was to be appointed as Proconsul of Asia or Africa. Since Civica had recently been murdered while serving as Proconsul of Asia, Agricola was prepared for what to do, and Domitian had examples to follow. Additionally, certain individuals who were aware of the Prince's secret intentions approached Agricola and asked him if he seriously intended to take over his Province. At first, they cautiously praised a life of peace and quiet; then they offered to help him resign and excuse himself. Finally, dropping all pretense, they began to dissuade and intimidate him, convincing him to go to Domitian with that request. He, already prepared to hide his true feelings, put on an air of arrogance and not only accepted Agricola's petition for exemption but also allowed himself to be thanked formally after granting it. He wasn’t ashamed to give a favor that was so unpopular and despised. However, he did not provide Agricola with the salary typically given to Proconsuls, which he had continued to pay to others. It’s unclear whether he was offended that it wasn't requested or if his guilty conscience restrained him, as he might have feared that he appeared to have bought what he had prevented through his influence and power. It is human nature that those whom one injures are often hated. Domitian was prone to sudden fits of rage, and the more he suppressed his vengeance, the more unforgiving he became. Yet, due to Agricola’s wisdom and restraint, he was softened. Agricola did not seek fame through defiance or a misplaced sense of liberty; rather, he did not chase notoriety or tempt fate. Those who tend to admire bold and forbidden acts should realize that great individuals can emerge even under tyrannical rulers, and that through humility and respect, accompanied by hard work and determination, they can achieve the same level of public respect and admiration as those who, through very stubborn and rash actions that brought no benefit to the common good, made their mark only by dying for a grand reputation.
A.D. 93. Afflicting to us his family proved the end of his life, sorrowful to his friends; and even to foreigners and such as knew him not, matter of trouble and condolence. The commonalty likewise, and such people as were void of employment, {Footnote: Or it may be thus translated: "The body of the people though chiefly intent upon such affairs as concerned not the State."—GORDON. Burnouf is better: "Ce peuple, qu'occupent d'autres intérêts."} were not only frequent in their visits to his house, but in all public places, in all particular companies made him the subject of their conversation. Nor, when his death was divulged, was there a soul found who either rejoiced at it, or presently forgot it. What heightened the public commiseration and concern, was a prevailing rumour that he was despatched by poison. That there was any proof of this, I dare not aver. Yet it is true, that during the whole course of his illness, Domitian caused frequent visits to be made him, indeed much more frequent than Princes are wont to make, both by his favourite freedmen and most trusty physicians; whether through real concern for his health, or solicitude to learn the probability of his death. It is well known that on the day in which he expired, continual accounts were, by messengers purposely placed, every instant transmitted to the Emperor, how fast his end was approaching; and no one believed, that he would thus quicken such tidings, had he been to feel any sorrow from hearing them. In his face however and even in his spirit, he affected to show some guise of grief; for, he was now secure against the object of his hate, and could more easily dissemble his present joy, than lately his fear. It was abundantly notorious how much it rejoiced him, upon reading the last will of Agricola, to find himself left joint heir with his excellent wife and tender daughter. This he took to have been done out of judgment and choice, and in pure honour to himself. So blind and corrupt was his mind rendered by continual flattery, as not to know, that to no Prince but a bad one will any good father bequeath his fortune.
A.D. 93. The end of his life was a source of suffering for his family and sorrow for his friends; even those who didn’t know him felt troubled and offered their condolences. The general public and those who had nothing to do were not only frequent visitors to his home but also made him the topic of conversation in every public place and social gathering. When news of his death spread, there wasn’t a single person who celebrated it or forgot about it right away. What intensified the public's sympathy and concern was the widespread rumor that he had been poisoned. I can’t claim there was evidence for this, but it’s true that throughout his illness, Domitian had many visits arranged for him, far more than what princes typically organize, from his favored freedmen and most trusted doctors; whether out of genuine concern for his health or a desire to gauge the likelihood of his death. It’s well known that on the day he died, messengers were constantly sent to the Emperor with updates on how quickly his condition was deteriorating; nobody believed he would hasten such news if he felt any sorrow upon hearing it. However, he did put on a show of sadness on his face and in his demeanor, for he was now free from the target of his hatred and could hide his joy more easily than he could his previous fears. It was well known how pleased he was upon reading Agricola’s will to find that he was named co-heir alongside his wonderful wife and loving daughter. He took this as a sign of respect and choice, viewing it as an honor to himself. His mind had become so blind and corrupt from constant flattery that he failed to recognize that no good father leaves his fortune to a bad prince.
Agricola was born on the 13th of June, during the third Consulship of the Emperor Caligula. He died on the 24th of August, during the Consulship of Collega and Priscus, in the fifty-sixth year of his age. If posterity be desirous to know his make and stature; in his person he was rather genteel and regular than tall. {Footnote: Decentior quam sublimior fuit.} In his aspect there was nothing terrible. His looks were extremely graceful and pleasing. A good man you would have readily believed him, and been glad to have found that he was a great man. Nay, though he was snatched away whilst his age was yet in full vigour, if however his life be measured by his glory, he attained to a mighty length of days. For, every true felicity and acquisition, namely, all such as arise from virtue, he had already enjoyed to the full. As he had been likewise dignified with the Consular and triumphal honours, what more could fortune add to his lustre and renown? After enormous wealth he sought not: an honourable share he possessed. As behind him he left surviving his daughter and his wife, he may be even accounted happy; since by dying whilst his credit was nowise impaired, his fame in its full splendour, his relations and friends yet in a state of security, he escaped the evils to come. For, as before us he was wont to express his wishes, that he might survive to see this truly blessed Age, and Trajan swaying the sovereignty, wishes which he uttered with presages as of what would surely ensue; so it was a wondrous consolation attending the quickness of his death, that thence he evaded the misery of the latter times, when Domitian, who had ceased to exert his tyranny by starts only and intermissions, was come now to rend the Commonwealth by cruelties without all respite, and to overthrow it as it were by one great and deadly stroke.
Agricola was born on June 13th, during Emperor Caligula's third term as consul. He passed away on August 24th, during the consulship of Collega and Priscus, at the age of fifty-six. If future generations want to know what he was like physically, he was more elegant and well-proportioned than tall. {Footnote: He was more refined than towering.} There was nothing intimidating about his appearance. He looked extremely graceful and charming. You would easily believe he was a good person, and you would have been pleased to discover he was a great man. Even though he was taken from us while he was still in his prime, if you measure his life by his achievements, he lived a long life. He had already enjoyed every true happiness and fulfillment that comes from virtue. Having also been honored with consul and triumphal titles, what more could fate add to his glory and reputation? He did not seek vast wealth; he had a respectable share. Since his daughter and wife survived him, he can be considered fortunate; by dying with his reputation intact and his fame shining bright, and with his loved ones still secure, he avoided future misfortunes. For he often expressed a desire to live long enough to witness this truly blessed era, and Trajan in power—wishes he made with a sense of what was bound to happen. So, it was a remarkable comfort in the suddenness of his death that he escaped the suffering of later times, when Domitian—who had only intermittently shown his tyranny—was now committed to brutally tearing apart the Commonwealth in one devastating blow.
For, Agricola saw not the Court of the Senate besieged, nor the Senate enclosed by armed men, nor the butchery of so many men of Consular dignity, nor the flight and exile of so many ladies of the prime nobility, all effected in one continued havoc. Till then Carus Metius, the accuser, was only considerable for having been victorious in one bloody process; till then the cruel motions of Messallinus rang only within the palace at Alba; {Footnote: A country palace of Domitian.} and in those days Massa Bebius (afterwards so exercised in arraigning the innocent) was himself arraigned as a criminal. Presently after we, with our own hands, dragged Helvidius to prison and execution: we beheld the melancholy doom of Mauricus and Rusticus: we found ourselves besprinkled with the innocent blood of Senecio. Even Nero withheld his eyes from scenes of cruelty, he indeed ordered murders to be perpetrated, but saw not the perpetration. The principal part of our miseries under Domitian, was to be obliged to see him and be seen by him, at a time when all our sighs and sorrows were watched and marked down for condemnation; when that cruel countenance of his, always covered with a settled red, whence he hardened himself against all shame and blushing, served him to mark and recount all the pale horrors at once possessing so many men. Thou therefore, Agricola, art happy, not only as thy life was glorious, but as thy death was seasonable. According to the account of such who heard thy last words, thou didst accept thy fate cheerfully and with firmness, as if thou thus didst thy part to show the Emperor to be guiltless. But to myself and thy daughter, besides the anguish of having our father snatched from us, it proves a fresh accession of sorrow, that we had not an opportunity to attend thee in thy sickness, to solace thy sinking spirits, to please ourselves with seeing thee, please ourselves with embracing thee. Doubtless, we should have greedily received thy instructions and sayings, and engraved them for ever upon our hearts. This is our woe, this a wound to our spirit, that by the lot of long absence from thee thou wast already lost to us for four years before thy death. There is no question, excellent father, but that with whatever thy condition required thou wast honourably supplied, as thou wast attended by thy wife, one so full of tenderness for her husband: yet fewer tears accompanied thy course, and during thy last moments somewhat was wanting to satisfy thine eyes.
For Agricola didn't witness the Senate's Court under siege, nor the Senate surrounded by armed men, nor the slaughter of so many men of high status, nor the flight and exile of so many noble ladies, all happening in relentless chaos. Until that moment, Carus Metius, the accuser, was only significant for winning one bloody trial; until then, the cruel schemes of Messallinus echoed only within the palace at Alba; and back then, Massa Bebius (later infamous for accusing the innocent) was himself put on trial as a criminal. Soon after, we dragged Helvidius to prison and execution ourselves: we saw the tragic fate of Mauricus and Rusticus: we found ourselves stained with the innocent blood of Senecio. Even Nero turned away from scenes of cruelty; he ordered murders to be carried out but did not witness them. The main part of our suffering under Domitian was having to see him and be seen by him, at a time when all our sighs and sorrows were watched and noted for punishment; when that cruel expression of his, always marked by a fixed redness, made him immune to any shame or embarrassment and allowed him to observe and record all the pale horrors that filled so many men. Therefore, Agricola, you are fortunate, not just because your life was glorious, but because your death came at the right time. According to those who heard your last words, you accepted your fate cheerfully and with strength, as if you were proving the Emperor's innocence. But for me and your daughter, in addition to the pain of losing our father, it adds to our sorrow that we had no chance to care for you in your illness, to comfort your waning spirit, to enjoy seeing you, to take pleasure in embracing you. Surely, we would have eagerly received your advice and words, inscribing them forever in our hearts. This is our grief, this is a wound to our spirit, that due to the long absence from you, you were already lost to us for four years before your death. There’s no doubt, dear father, that you were honorably cared for according to your needs, as you were attended by your wife, who was so full of love for her husband; yet fewer tears accompanied your journey, and something was missing to satisfy your eyes during your final moments.
If for the Manes of the just any place be found; if, as philosophers hold, great spirits perish not with the body, pleasing be thy repose. Moreover, recall us thy family from this our weakness in regretting thee, and from these our effeminate wailings, to the contemplation of thy virtues, for which it were unjust to lament or to mourn. Let us rather adorn thy memory with deathless praises and (as far as our infirmities will allow) by pursuing and adopting thy excellencies. This is true honour, this the natural duty incumbent upon every near relation. This is also what I would recommend to thy daughter and thy wife, so to reverence the memory of a father, and a husband, as to be ever ruminating upon all his doings, upon all his sayings, and rather to adore his immortal name, rather the image of his mind than that of his person. Not that I mean to condemn the use of statues, such as are framed of marble or brass. But as the persons of men are frail and perishing, so are likewise the portraitures of men. The form of the soul is eternal, such as you cannot represent and preserve by the craft of hands or by materials foreign to its nature, nor otherwise than by a similitude and conformity of manners. Whatever we loved in Agricola, whatever we admired, remains, and will for ever remain implanted in the hearts of men, through an eternity of ages, and conveyed down in the voice of fame, in the record of things. For, many of the great ancients, by being buried in oblivion, have thence reaped the fate of men altogether mean and inglorious: but Agricola shall ever survive in his history here composed and transmitted to posterity.
If there’s any place for the souls of the just, and as philosophers say, great spirits don’t die with the body, may your rest be peaceful. Also, help us, your family, to rise above our weakness in mourning you, and from our tearful laments, to focus on your virtues, for which it would be unfair to grieve or mourn. Instead, let us honor your memory with everlasting praises and, as much as our limitations allow, by striving to adopt your qualities. This is true honor, this is the natural duty of every close relative. I also recommend this to your daughter and your wife: to cherish the memory of a father and a husband by constantly reflecting on all his actions and words, and to celebrate his immortal name and the essence of his character rather than just his physical image. I don't mean to criticize the use of statues made of marble or bronze. However, just as humans are frail and perish, so too are their likenesses. The essence of the soul is eternal, something you can't capture and preserve through human craftsmanship or materials not suited to its nature, but only by reflecting its qualities and behaviors. Whatever we loved in Agricola, whatever we admired about him, remains, and will always remain ingrained in the hearts of people, for eternity, passed down through the voice of history and the record of events. Many great figures of the past have fallen into oblivion and faced a fate that is insignificant and inglorious, but Agricola will forever live on in this history we have created and shared with future generations.
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