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                    <TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div n="urn:cts:latinLit:phi1002.phi001.perseus-eng2" type="translation" xml:lang="eng"><div n="10" type="textpart" subtype="book"><div n="1" type="textpart" subtype="chapter"><div n="92" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> Future ages shall tell of these things more fully; to-day his glory as a
                            poet is dimmed by the splendour of his other virtues. But you will
                            forgive us, Caesar, who worship at the shrine of literature, if we
                            refuse to pass by your achievements in silence and insist on testifying
                            at least that, as Virgil sings, <quote rend="blockquote"><cit><quote><l part="N">The ivy creeps amid your victor
                                        bays</l></quote><bibl default="false"><hi rend="italic">Ecl.</hi> viii. 13.
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                     </p></div><div n="93" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> We also challenge the supremacy of the Greeks in elegy. Of our elegiac
                            poets Tibullus seems to me to be the most terse and elegant. There are,
                            however, some who prefer Propertius. Ovid is more sportive than either,
                            while Gallus <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Cornelius
                                (Gallus, the friend of Virgil, and the first distinguished writer of
                                elegy at Rome. </note> is more severe. Satire, on the other hand, is
                            all our own. The first of our poets to win renown in this connexion was
                            Lucilius, some of whose devotees are so enthusiastic that they do not
                            hesitate to prefer him not merely to all other satirists, but even to
                            all other poets. I disagree with them as much as I do with Horace, <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"><hi rend="italic">Sat.</hi> I.
                                iv. 11. </note>
                     </p></div><div n="94" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> who holds that Lucilius' verse has a <quote> muddy flow, <pb n="v10-12 p.55"/> and that there is always something in him that
                                might well be dispensed with. </quote> For his learning is as
                            remarkable as his freedom of speech, and it is this latter quality that
                            gives so sharp an edge and such abundance of wit to his satire. Horace
                            is far terser and purer in style, and must be awarded the first place,
                            unless my judgment is led astray by my affection for his work. Persius
                            also, although he wrote but one book, has acquired a high and
                            well-deserved reputation, while there are other distinguished satirists
                            still living whose praises will be sung by posterity. </p></div><div n="95" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> There is, however, another and even older type of satire which derives
                            its variety not merely from verse, but from an admixture of prose as
                            well. Such were the satires composed by Terentius Varro, <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> His Menippean Satires, of which
                                only fragments survive. Although ostensibly an imitation of the work
                                of the Greek Menippus of Gadara, they can still be said to belong to
                                the older type of satire, the <quote>medley</quote> or
                                    <quote>hotch-potch.</quote>
                        </note> the most learned of all
                            Romans. He composed a vast number of erudite works, and possessed an
                            extraordinary knowledge of the Latin language, of all antiquity and of
                            the history of Greece and Rome. But he is an author likely to contribute
                            more to the knowledge of the student than to his eloquence. </p></div><div n="96" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> The iambic has not been popular with Roman poets as a separate form of
                            composition, but is found mixed up with other forms of verse. <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> The meaning is not clear. The
                                words may mean (i that these writers did not confine themselves to
                                the <hi rend="italic">iambus,</hi> or (iii that the <hi rend="italic">iambus</hi> alternates with other metres, cp. <hi rend="italic">epodos</hi> below. </note> It may be found in all
                            its bitterness in Catullus, Bibaculus <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> M. Furius Bibaculus, contemporary of Catullus,
                                and writer of similar invective against the Caesareans. </note> and
                            Horace, although in the last-named the iambic is interrupted by the
                            epode. <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"><hi rend="italic">i.</hi> e. the short iambic line interposed between the
                                trimeters. </note> Of our lyric writers Horace is almost the sole
                            poet worth reading: for he rises at times to a lofty grandeur and is
                            full of sprightliness and charm, while there is great variety in his
                            figures, and his boldness in the choice of words is only equalled by his
                            felicity. If any other lyric poet is to be mentioned, it will be Caesius
                            Bassus, who has but <pb n="v10-12 p.57"/> lately passed from us. But he is
                            far surpassed in talent by poets still living. </p></div><div n="97" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> Among writers of tragedy Accius and Pacuvius <note anchored="true" place="unspecified">Accius (170 90), Pacuvius (220–132).</note> are
                            most remarkable for the force of their general reflexions, the weight of
                            their words and the dignity of their characters. But they lack polish,
                            and filed to put the finishing touches on their works, although the
                            fault was perhaps rather that of the times in which they lived than of
                            themselves. Accius is generally regarded as the most vigorous, while
                            those who lay claim to learning regard Pacuvius as the more learned of
                            the two. </p></div><div n="98" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> The Thyestes of Varius <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> L.
                                Varius Rufus, friend of Virgil and Horace, editor of the <hi rend="italic">Aeneid;</hi> wrote epic and a single tragedy.
                            </note> is a match for any Greek tragedy, and the Medea of Ovid shows,
                            in my opinion, to what heights that poet might have risen if he had been
                            ready to curb his talents instead of indulging them. Of the tragic
                            writers whom I myself have seen, Pomponius Secundus <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Pomponius Secundus, died 60
                                A.D.; wrote a tragedy entitled <hi rend="italic">Aeneas.</hi>
                        </note>
                            is by far the best: his older critics thought him insufficiently tragic,
                            but admitted his eminence as far as learning and polish were concerned.
                        </p></div><div n="99" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> Comedy is our weakest point. Although Varro quotes Aelius Stilo <note anchored="true" place="unspecified">The first Roman philologist
                                (141–70 B.C.).</note> as saying that if the Muses wished to speak
                            Latin, they would use the language of Plautus, although the ancients
                            extol Caecilius, <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Caecilils
                                (219–166), Terence (194159), Afranius (flor. circ. 150). Only
                                fragments of Caecilius and Afranius remain. </note> and although
                            Scipio Africanus is credited with the works of Terence (which are the
                            most elegant of their kind, and would be still more graceful if the poet
                            had confined himself to the iambic trimeter), </p></div><div n="100" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> we still scarcely succeed in reproducing even a faint shadow of the
                            charm of Greek comedy. Indeed, it seems to me as though the language of
                            Rome were incapable of reproducing that graceful wit which was <pb n="v10-12 p.59"/> granted to Athens alone, and was beyond the reach of
                            other Greek dialects to achieve. Afranius <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Caecilils (219–166), Terence (194–159),
                                Afranius (flor. cire. 150) Only fragments of Caecilius and Afanius
                                survive. </note> excels in the purely Roman comedy, but it is to be
                            regretted that he revealed his own character by defiling his plots with
                            the introduction of indecent paederastic intrigues. </p></div><div n="101" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> In history, however, we hold our own with the Greeks. I should not
                            hesitate to match Saillst against Thucydides, nor would Herodotus resent
                            Titus Livius being placed on the same level as himself. For the latter
                            has a wonderful charm and transparency in narrative, while his speeches
                            are eloquent beyond description; so admirably adapted is all that is
                            said both to the circumstances and the speaker; and as regards the
                            emotions, especially the more pleasing of them, I may sum him up by
                            saying that no historian has ever depicted them to greater perfection.
                        </p></div><div n="102" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> Thus it is that, although by different means, he has acquired no less
                            fame than has been awarded to the immortal rapidity of Sallust. For I
                            strongly approve of the saying of Servilius Nonianus, <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Friend of Persius, and famous
                                as orator, reciter and historian; died 60 A.D. </note> that these
                            historians were equal rather than alike. Servilius, whom I myself have
                            heard, is himself remarkable for the force of his intellect, and is full
                            of general reflexions, but he is less restrained than the dignity of
                            history demands. </p></div><div n="103" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> But that dignity is admirably maintained, thanks to his style, by
                            Aufidius Bassus, <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> He wrote a
                                history of the empire down to the death of Claudius. The work on the
                                German war was probably a separate work. </note> a slightly earlier
                            writer, especially in his work on the German war: he is always
                            praiseworthy, though at times he fails to do his powers full justice.
                        </p></div><div n="104" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> But there still survives to add lustre to this glorious age a man <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Probably Fabius Rusticus.
                                Tacitus would have been too young at this time to be mentioned in
                                such terms. </note> worthy to be remembered through all time: he is
                            appreciated today, but after generations shall declare his name <pb n="v10-12 p.61"/> aloud. The bold utterances of Crenutius <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> Crenutius Cordus wrote a
                                history of the Civil wars and reign of Augustus. He was accused for
                                his praise of Brutus and Cassius, and committed suicide in A.D. 25.
                                It was he who called Cassius <quote>the last of all the
                                    Romans.</quote>
                        </note> also have their admirers, and deserve
                            their fame, though the passages which brought him to his ruin have been
                            expurgated; still that which is left reveals a rich store of lofty
                            animation and fearless reflexions upon life. There are other good
                            writers as well, but I am merely selecting from the different
                            departments of literature, not reviewing complete libraries. </p></div><div n="105" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> But it is our orators, above all, who enable us to match our Roman
                            eloquence against that of Greece. For I would set Cicero against any one
                            of their orators without fear of refutation. I know well enough what a
                            storm I shall raise by this assertion, more especially since I do not
                            propose for the moment <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"> See
                                XII. i. 14 <hi rend="italic">sqq.</hi> , also XII x. 12 <hi rend="italic">sqq.</hi>
                        </note> to compare him with Demosthenes;
                            for there would be no point in such a comparison, as I consider that
                            Demosthenes should be the object of special study, and not merely
                            studied, but even committed to memory. </p></div><div n="106" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> I regard the excellences of these two orators as being for the most part
                            similar, that is to say, their judgment, their gift of arrangement,
                            their methods of division, preparation and proof, as well as everything
                            concerned with invention. In their actual style there is some
                            difference. Demosthenes is more concentrated, Cicero more diffuse;
                            Demosthenes makes his periods shorter than Cicero, and his weapon is the
                            rapier, whereas Cicero's periods are longer, and at times he employs the
                            bludgeon as well: nothing can be taken from the former, nor added to the
                            latter; the Greek reveals a more studied, the Roman a more natural art.
                        </p></div><div n="107" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> As regards wit and the power of exciting pity, the two most powerful
                            instruments where the feelings are concerned, we have the advantage.
                            Again, it is possible <pb n="v10-12 p.63"/> that Demosthenes was deprived
                            by national custom <note anchored="true" place="unspecified"><hi rend="italic">cp.</hi> xvi. 4; vi i 7 Quintilian refers to an
                                alleged law at Athens forbidding appeals to the emotion. </note> of
                            the opportunity of producing powerful perorations, but against this may
                            be set the fact that the different character of the Latin language
                            debars us from the attainment of those qualities which are so much
                            admired by the adherents of the Attic school. As regards their letters,
                            which have in both cases survived, and dialogues, which Demosthenes
                            never attempted, there can be no comparison between the two. </p></div><div n="108" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> But, on the other hand, there is one point in which the Greek has the
                            undoubted superiority: he comes first in point of time, and it was
                            largely due to him that Cicero was able to attain greatness. For it
                            seems to me that Cicero, who devoted himself heart and soul to the
                            imitation of the Greeks, succeeded in reproducing the force of
                            Demosthenes, the copious flow of Plato, and the charm of Isocrates. </p></div><div n="109" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> But he did something more than reproduce the best elements in each of
                            these authors by dint of careful study; it was to himself that he owed
                            most of, or rather all his excellences, which spring from the
                            extraordinary fertility of his immortal genius. For he does not, as
                            Pindar <note anchored="true" place="unspecified">The quotation is not
                                found in Pindar's extant works.</note> says, <quote>collect the rain
                                from heaven, but wells forth with living water,</quote> since
                            Providence at his birth conferred this special privilege upon him, that
                            eloquence should make trial of all her powers in him. </p></div><div n="110" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> For who can instruct with greater thoroughness, or more deeply stir the
                            emotions? Who has ever possessed such a gift of charm? He seems to
                            obtain as a boon what in reality he extorts by force, and when he wrests
                            the judge from the path of his own judgment, the latter seems not to be
                            swept away, but merely to follow. </p></div><div n="111" type="textpart" subtype="section"><p> Further, there is such weight in all that he <pb n="v10-12 p.65"/> says
                            that his audience feel ashamed to disagree with him, and the zeal of the
                            advocate is so transfigured that it has the effect of the sworn evidence
                            of a witness, or the verdict of a judge. And at the same time all these
                            excellences, of which scarce one could be attained by the ordinary man
                            even by the most concentrated effort, flow from him with every
                            appearance of spontaneity, and his style, although no fairer has ever
                            fallen on the ears of men, none the less displays the utmost felicity
                            and ease. </p></div></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>
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