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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0007.tlg047.perseus-eng2" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="50"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="1"><p>Not long afterwards came the affair of Cleitus,<note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">During the campaign of 328 B.C.,
                                at Samarkand, in Sogdiana. Cf. <bibl n="Arr. An. 4.8.1">Arrian,
                                        <title>Anab.</title> iv. 8 f.</bibl>
                            </note> which those who simply learn the immediate circumstances will
                            think more savage than that of Philotas; if we take into consideration,
                            however, alike the cause and the time, we find that it did not happen of
                            set purpose, but through some misfortune of the king, whose anger and
                            intoxication furnished occasion for the evil genius of Cleitus. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="2"><p>It happened on this wise. Some people came bringing Greek fruit to the king from the sea-board. He
                            admired its perfection and beauty and called Cleitus, wishing to show it
                            to him and share it with him. It chanced that Cleitus was sacrificing,
                            but he gave up the sacrifice and came; and three of the sheep on which
                            libations had already been poured came following after him. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="3"><p>When the king learned of this circumstance, he imparted it to his
                            soothsayers, Aristander and Cleomantis the Lacedaemonian. Then, on their
                            telling him that the omen was bad, he ordered them to sacrifice in all
                            haste for the safety of Cleitus. For he himself, two days before this,
                            had seen a strange vision in his sleep; he thought he saw Cleitus
                            sitting with the sons of Parmenio in black robes, and all were dead.
                        </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="4"><p>However, Cleitus did not finish his sacrifice, but came at once to the
                            supper of the king, who had sacrificed to the Dioscuri. After boisterous
                            drinking was under way, verses were sung which had been composed by a
                            certain Pranichus, or, as some say, Pierio, to shame and ridicule the
                            generals who had lately been defeated by the Barbarians. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="5"><p>The older guests were annoyed at this and railed at both the poet and the
                            singer, but Alexander and those about him listened with delight and bade
                            the singer go on. Then Cleitus, who was already drunk and naturally of a
                            harsh temper and wilful, was more than ever vexed, and insisted that it
                            was not well done, when among Barbarians and enemies, to insult
                            Macedonians who were far better men than those who laughed at them, even
                            though they had met with misfortune. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="6"><p>And when Alexander declared that Cleitus was pleading his own cause when
                            he gave cowardice the name of misfortune, Cleitus sprang to his feet and
                            said: <q type="spoken">It was this cowardice of mine, however, that saved thy life,
                                god-born as thou art, when thou wast already turning thy back upon
                                the spear of Spithridates;<note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">Cf. <bibl n="Plut. Alex. 16.5">chapter xvi.
                                        5</bibl>.</note> and it is by the blood of Macedonians, and
                                by these wounds, that thou art become so great as to disown Philip
                                and make thyself son to Ammon.</q>
                           <note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">Cf. <bibl n="Plut. Alex. 27.1">chapters xxvii.</bibl> f.</note>
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