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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" xml:lang="eng" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0007.tlg097.perseus-eng4"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" n="6"><p rend="indent">Wherefore Pisistratus, being about to marry again,
				his sons being grown up to a mature age, gave them their
				deserved character of praise, together with the reason of
				his designs for a second marriage,—that he might be the
				
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				happy father of more such children. Now those who are
				truly ingenious do not only love one another the more entirely for the sake of their common parents, but they love
				their very parents for the sake of one another; always
				owning themselves bound to their parents especially for the
				mutual happiness that they enjoy in each other, and looking upon their brethren as the dearest and the most valuable treasure they could have received from their parents.
				And thus Homer elegantly expresses Telemachus bewailing the want of a brother:
				
				<quote rend="blockquote"><lg><l>Stern Jove has in some angry mood
				</l><l>Condemned our race to solitude.</l><note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true"><title rend="italic">Odyss</title>. XVI. 117.</note></lg></quote>
            </p><p rend="indent">But I like not Hesiod’s judgment so well, who is all for a
					single son’s inheriting. Not so well (I say) from Hesiod, a
					pupil of the Muses, who being endeared sisters kept always
					together, and therefore from that inseparate union (<foreign xml:lang="grc">ὁμοῦ οὐσαι</foreign>) were called Muses. To parents therefore the love of
					brothers is a plain argument of their children’s love to
					themselves. And to the children of the brothers themselves it is the best of precedents, and that which affords
					the most effectual advice that can be thought of; as again,
					they will be forward enough in following the worst of their
					parents’ humors and inheriting their animosities. But for
					one who has led his relations a contentious life, and quarrelled himself up into wrinkles and gray hairs,—for such
					a one to begin a lecture of love to his children is just like
					him
					
					<quote rend="blockquote"><lg><l>Who boldly takes the fees,
					</l><l>To cure in others what’s his own disease.</l><note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">Euripides, Frag. 1071.</note></lg></quote>
            </p><p rend="indent">In a word, his own actions weaken and confute all the
					arguments of his best counsel. Take Eteocles of Thebes
					reflecting upon his brother and flying out after this manner:
					
					<quote rend="blockquote"><lg><l>I’d mount the Heavens, I’d strive to meet the sun
					</l><l>In’s setting forth, I’d travel within him down</l></lg></quote>
            </p><pb xml:id="v.3.p.43"/><p rend="indent"><quote rend="blockquote"><lg><l>Beneath the earth, I’d balk no enterprise,
				</l><l>To gain Jove’s mighty power and tyrannize.</l><note resp="editor" place="unspecified" anchored="true">Eurip. <title rend="italic">Phoeniss</title>. 504 and 536.</note></lg></quote></p><p rend="indent">Suppose, I say, out of this rage, he had presently fallen
					into the softer strain of good advice to his children, charging them thus:
					
					<quote rend="blockquote"><lg><l>Prize gentle amity that vies
					</l><l>With none for grandeur; concord prize
					</l><l>That joins together friends and states,
					</l><l>And keeps them long confederates.
					</l><l>Equality!—whatever else deceives
					</l><l>Our trust, ’tis this our very selves outlives;</l></lg></quote>
            </p><p rend="indent">who is there that would not have despised him? Or what
					would you have thought of Atreus, after he had treated his
					brother at a barbarous supper, to hear him afterwards thus
					instructing his children:
					
					<quote rend="blockquote"><lg><l>Such love as doth become related friends
					</l><l>Alone, when ills betide, its succor lends?</l></lg></quote>
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