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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="51"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="5"><p>He tried to come in again, however, by another door, very boldly and
                            contemptuously reciting these iambics from the <q type="title">Andromache</q> of Euripides: 
                           <note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true"><bibl n="Eur. Andr. 683">Verse 683</bibl> (Kirchhoff).</note>
                            <quote rend="blockquote"><l>Alas! in Hellas what an evil government!</l></quote> And so, at last, Alexander seized a spear from one of his
                            guards, met Cleitus as he was drawing aside the curtain before the door,
                            and ran him through. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="6"><p>No sooner had Cleitus fallen with a roar and a groan than the king’s
                            anger departed from him. And when he was come to himself and beheld his
                            friends standing speechless, he drew the spear from the dead body and
                            would have dashed it into his own throat, had not his body-guards
                            prevented this by seizing his hands and carrying him by force to his
                            chamber. </p></div></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="52"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="1"><p>Here he spent the night and the following day in bitter lamentations, and
                            at last lay speechless, worn out with his cries and wailing, heaving
                            deep groans. Then his friends, alarmed at his silence, forced their way
                            in. To what the others said he would pay no attention, but when
                            Aristander the seer reminded him of the vision he had seen concerning
                            Cleitus, and of the omen,<note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">Cf. <bibl n="Plut. Alex. 50.2">chapter 50.2</bibl>
                                f.</note> assuring him that all this had long ago been decreed by
                            fate, he seemed to be less obdurate. </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="2"><p>Therefore they brought in to him Callisthenes the philosopher, who was a
                            relative of Aristotle, and Anaxarchus of Abdera. Of these, Callisthenes
                            tried by considerate and gentle methods to alleviate the king’s
                            suffering, employing insinuation and circumlocution so as to avoid
                            giving pain; but Anaxarchus, who had always taken a path of his own in
                            philosophy, and had acquired a reputation for despising and slighting
                            his associates, shouted out as soon as he came in: </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="3"><p><q type="spoken">Here is Alexander, to whom the whole world is now looking; but he
                                lies on the floor weeping like a slave, in fear of the law and the
                                censure of men, unto whom he himself should be a law and a measure
                                of justice, since he has conquered the right to rule and mastery,
                                instead of submitting like a slave to the mastery of a vain opinion.
                            </q></p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="4"><p><q type="spoken">Knowest thou not,</q> said he, <q type="spoken">that Zeus has Justice and Law seated
                                beside him, in order that everything that is done by the master of
                                the world may be lawful and just?</q> By using some such arguments
                            as these Anaxarchus succeeded in lightening the suffering of the king,
                            it is true, but rendered his disposition in many ways more vainglorious
                            and lawless; he also made himself wonderfully liked by the king, and
                            brought the intercourse of Callisthenes with him, which had always been
                            unpleasant because of the man’s austerity, into additional disfavour.
                        </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="5"><p>It is said that once at supper the conversation turned upon seasons and
                            weather, and that Callisthenes, who held with those who maintain that it
                            is more cold and wintry there than in Greece, was stoutly opposed by
                            Anaxarchus, whereupon he said: <q type="spoken">You surely must admit that it is
                                colder here than there; for there you used to go about in winter in
                                a cloak merely, but here you recline at table with three rugs thrown
                                over you.</q> Of course this also added to the irritation of
                            Anaxarchus. </p></div></div><div type="textpart" subtype="chapter" n="53"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="1"><p>Moreover, the other sophists and flatterers in the train of Alexander
                            were annoyed to see Callisthenes eagerly courted by the young men on
                            account of his eloquence, and no less pleasing to the older men on
                            account of his mode of life, which was well-ordered, dignified, and
                            independent, and confirmed the reason given for his sojourn abroad,
                            namely, that he had gone to Alexander from an ardent desire to restore
                            his fellow-citizens to their homes and re-people his native city.<note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">Olynthus, which had
                                been destroyed by Philip in 347 B.C.</note>
                        </p></div><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="2"><p>And besides being envied on account of his reputation, he also at times
                            by his own conduct furnished material for his detractors, rejecting
                            invitations for the most part, and when he did go into company, by his
                            gravity and silence making it appear that he disapproved or disliked
                            what was going on, so that even Alexander said in allusion to him:—
                                <quote rend="blockquote"><l>I hate a wise man even to himself unwise.</l></quote>
                           <note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">An iambic trimeter
                                from an unknown play of Euripides (Nauck, <title>Trag. Graec. Frag.
                                    2</title> p. 652).</note>
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