While the majesty of the Roman name was revived in the East, the

prospect of Europe is less pleasing and less glorious. By the departure

of the Lombards, and the ruin of the GepidÊ, the balance of power was

destroyed on the Danube; and the Avars spread their permanent dominion

from the foot of the Alps to the sea-coast of the Euxine. The reign of

Baian is the brightest Êra of their monarchy; their chagan, who occupied

the rustic palace of Attila, appears to have imitated his character

and policy; but as the same scenes were repeated in a smaller circle, a

minute representation of the copy would be devoid of the greatness and

novelty of the original. The pride of the second Justin, of Tiberius,

and Maurice, was humbled by a proud Barbarian, more prompt to inflict,

than exposed to suffer, the injuries of war; and as often as Asia was

threatened by the Persian arms, Europe was oppressed by the dangerous

inroads, or costly friendship, of the Avars. When the Roman envoys

approached the presence of the chagan, they were commanded to wait at

the door of his tent, till, at the end perhaps of ten or twelve days,

he condescended to admit them. If the substance or the style of their

message was offensive to his ear, he insulted, with real or affected

fury, their own dignity, and that of their prince; their baggage was

plundered, and their lives were only saved by the promise of a richer

present and a more respectful address. But _his_ sacred ambassadors

enjoyed and abused an unbounded license in the midst of Constantinople:

they urged, with importunate clamors, the increase of tribute, or the

restitution of captives and deserters: and the majesty of the empire

was almost equally degraded by a base compliance, or by the false and

fearful excuses with which they eluded such insolent demands. The

chagan had never seen an elephant; and his curiosity was excited by the

strange, and perhaps fabulous, portrait of that wonderful animal. At

his command, one of the largest elephants of the Imperial stables was

equipped with stately caparisons, and conducted by a numerous train to

the royal village in the plains of Hungary. He surveyed the enormous

beast with surprise, with disgust, and possibly with terror; and smiled

at the vain industry of the Romans, who, in search of such useless

rarities, could explore the limits of the land and sea. He wished, at

the expense of the emperor, to repose in a golden bed. The wealth of

Constantinople, and the skilful diligence of her artists, were instantly

devoted to the gratification of his caprice; but when the work was

finished, he rejected with scorn a present so unworthy the majesty of a

great king. These were the casual sallies of his pride; but the avarice

of the chagan was a more steady and tractable passion: a rich and

regular supply of silk apparel, furniture, and plate, introduced the

rudiments of art and luxury among the tents of the Scythians; their

appetite was stimulated by the pepper and cinnamon of India; the annual

subsidy or tribute was raised from fourscore to one hundred and twenty

thousand pieces of gold; and after each hostile interruption, the

payment of the arrears, with exorbitant interest, was always made the

first condition of the new treaty. In the language of a Barbarian,

without guile, the prince of the Avars affected to complain of the

insincerity of the Greeks; yet he was not inferior to the most civilized

nations in the refinement of dissimulation and perfidy. As the successor

of the Lombards, the chagan asserted his claim to the important city of

Sirmium, the ancient bulwark of the Illyrian provinces. The plains of

the Lower Hungary were covered with the Avar horse and a fleet of large

boats was built in the Hercynian wood, to descend the Danube, and to

transport into the Save the materials of a bridge. But as the strong

garrison of Singidunum, which commanded the conflux of the two rivers,

might have stopped their passage and baffled his designs, he dispelled

their apprehensions by a solemn oath that his views were not hostile to

the empire. He swore by his sword, the symbol of the god of war, that he

did not, as the enemy of Rome, construct a bridge upon the Save. "If

I violate my oath," pursued the intrepid Baian, "may I myself, and the

last of my nation, perish by the sword! May the heavens, and fire, the

deity of the heavens, fall upon our heads! May the forests and mountains

bury us in their ruins! and the Save returning, against the laws of

nature, to his source, overwhelm us in his angry waters!" After this

barbarous imprecation, he calmly inquired, what oath was most sacred

and venerable among the Christians, what guilt or perjury it was most

dangerous to incur. The bishop of Singidunum presented the gospel, which

the chagan received with devout reverence. "I swear," said he, "by the

God who has spoken in this holy book, that I have neither falsehood

on my tongue, nor treachery in my heart." As soon as he rose from his

knees, he accelerated the labor of the bridge, and despatched an envoy

to proclaim what he no longer wished to conceal. "Inform the emperor,"

said the perfidious Baian, "that Sirmium is invested on every side.

Advise his prudence to withdraw the citizens and their effects, and to

resign a city which it is now impossible to relieve or defend." Without

the hope of relief, the defence of Sirmium was prolonged above three

years: the walls were still untouched; but famine was enclosed within

the walls, till a merciful capitulation allowed the escape of the naked

and hungry inhabitants. Singidunum, at the distance of fifty miles,

experienced a more cruel fate: the buildings were razed, and the

vanquished people was condemned to servitude and exile. Yet the ruins of

Sirmium are no longer visible; the advantageous situation of Singidunum

soon attracted a new colony of Sclavonians, and the conflux of the Save

and Danube is still guarded by the fortifications of Belgrade, or the

_White City_, so often and so obstinately disputed by the Christian and

Turkish arms. From Belgrade to the walls of Constantinople a line may be

measured of six hundred miles: that line was marked with flames and with

blood; the horses of the Avars were alternately bathed in the Euxine and

the Adriatic; and the Roman pontiff, alarmed by the approach of a more

savage enemy, was reduced to cherish the Lombards, as the protectors

of Italy. The despair of a captive, whom his country refused to ransom,

disclosed to the Avars the invention and practice of military engines.

But in the first attempts they were rudely framed, and awkwardly

managed; and the resistance of Diocletianopolis and BerÊa, of

Philippopolis and Adrianople, soon exhausted the skill and patience of

the besiegers. The warfare of Baian was that of a Tartar; yet his mind

was susceptible of a humane and generous sentiment: he spared Anchialus,

whose salutary waters had restored the health of the best beloved of his

wives; and the Romans confessed, that their starving army was fed and

dismissed by the liberality of a foe. His empire extended over Hungary,

Poland, and Prussia, from the mouth of the Danube to that of the Oder;

and his new subjects were divided and transplanted by the jealous policy

of the conqueror. The eastern regions of Germany, which had been

left vacant by the emigration of the Vandals, were replenished with

Sclavonian colonists; the same tribes are discovered in the neighborhood

of the Adriatic and of the Baltic, and with the name of Baian himself,

the Illyrian cities of Neyss and Lissa are again found in the heart of

Silesia. In the disposition both of his troops and provinces the chagan

exposed the vassals, whose lives he disregarded, to the first assault;

and the swords of the enemy were blunted before they encountered the

native valor of the Avars.

The Persian alliance restored the troops of the East to the defence of

Europe: and Maurice, who had supported ten years the insolence of

the chagan, declared his resolution to march in person against the

Barbarians. In the space of two centuries, none of the successors of

Theodosius had appeared in the field: their lives were supinely spent in

the palace of Constantinople; and the Greeks could no longer understand,

that the name of _emperor_, in its primitive sense, denoted the chief of

the armies of the republic. The martial ardor of Maurice was opposed

by the grave flattery of the senate, the timid superstition of the

patriarch, and the tears of the empress Constantina; and they all

conjured him to devolve on some meaner general the fatigues and perils

of a Scythian campaign. Deaf to their advice and entreaty, the emperor

boldly advanced seven miles from the capital; the sacred ensign of the

cross was displayed in the front; and Maurice reviewed, with conscious

pride, the arms and numbers of the veterans who had fought and conquered

beyond the Tigris. Anchialus was the last term of his progress by sea

and land; he solicited, without success, a miraculous answer to his

nocturnal prayers; his mind was confounded by the death of a favorite

horse, the encounter of a wild boar, a storm of wind and rain, and the

birth of a monstrous child; and he forgot that the best of omens is to

unsheathe our sword in the defence of our country. Under the pretence

of receiving the ambassadors of Persia, the emperor returned to

Constantinople, exchanged the thoughts of war for those of devotion,

and disappointed the public hope by his absence and the choice of his

lieutenants. The blind partiality of fraternal love might excuse the

promotion of his brother Peter, who fled with equal disgrace from the

Barbarians, from his own soldiers and from the inhabitants of a Roman

city. That city, if we may credit the resemblance of name and character,

was the famous Azimuntium, which had alone repelled the tempest of

Attila. The example of her warlike youth was propagated to succeeding

generations; and they obtained, from the first or the second Justin, an

honorable privilege, that their valor should be always reserved for the

defence of their native country. The brother of Maurice attempted

to violate this privilege, and to mingle a patriot band with the

mercenaries of his camp; they retired to the church, he was not awed

by the sanctity of the place; the people rose in their cause, the gates

were shut, the ramparts were manned; and the cowardice of Peter was

found equal to his arrogance and injustice. The military fame of

Commentiolus is the object of satire or comedy rather than of

serious history, since he was even deficient in the vile and vulgar

qualification of personal courage. His solemn councils, strange

evolutions, and secret orders, always supplied an apology for flight or

delay. If he marched against the enemy, the pleasant valleys of Mount

HÊmus opposed an insuperable barrier; but in his retreat, he explored,

with fearless curiosity, the most difficult and obsolete paths, which

had almost escaped the memory of the oldest native. The only blood which

he lost was drawn, in a real or affected malady, by the lancet of a

surgeon; and his health, which felt with exquisite sensibility the

approach of the Barbarians, was uniformly restored by the repose and

safety of the winter season. A prince who could promote and support this

unworthy favorite must derive no glory from the accidental merit of his

colleague Priscus. In five successive battles, which seem to have been

conducted with skill and resolution, seventeen thousand two hundred

Barbarians were made prisoners: near sixty thousand, with four sons of

the chagan, were slain: the Roman general surprised a peaceful district

of the GepidÊ, who slept under the protection of the Avars; and his last

trophies were erected on the banks of the Danube and the Teyss. Since

the death of Trajan the arms of the empire had not penetrated so deeply

into the old Dacia: yet the success of Priscus was transient and barren;

and he was soon recalled by the apprehension that Baian, with dauntless

spirit and recruited forces, was preparing to avenge his defeat under

the walls of Constantinople.

The theory of war was not more familiar to the camps of CÊsar and

Trajan, than to those of Justinian and Maurice. The iron of Tuscany or

Pontus still received the keenest temper from the skill of the Byzantine

workmen. The magazines were plentifully stored with every species of

offensive and defensive arms. In the construction and use of ships,

engines, and fortifications, the Barbarians admired the superior

ingenuity of a people whom they had so often vanquished in the field.

The science of tactics, the order, evolutions, and stratagems of

antiquity, was transcribed and studied in the books of the Greeks and

Romans. But the solitude or degeneracy of the provinces could no longer

supply a race of men to handle those weapons, to guard those walls,

to navigate those ships, and to reduce the theory of war into bold and

successful practice. The genius of Belisarius and Narses had been formed

without a master, and expired without a disciple Neither honor, nor

patriotism, nor generous superstition, could animate the lifeless bodies

of slaves and strangers, who had succeeded to the honors of the legions:

it was in the camp alone that the emperor should have exercised a

despotic command; it was only in the camps that his authority was

disobeyed and insulted: he appeased and inflamed with gold the

licentiousness of the troops; but their vices were inherent, their

victories were accidental, and their costly maintenance exhausted the

substance of a state which they were unable to defend. After a long and

pernicious indulgence, the cure of this inveterate evil was undertaken

by Maurice; but the rash attempt, which drew destruction on his own

head, tended only to aggravate the disease. A reformer should be exempt

from the suspicion of interest, and he must possess the confidence and

esteem of those whom he proposes to reclaim. The troops of Maurice

might listen to the voice of a victorious leader; they disdained the

admonitions of statesmen and sophists; and, when they received an edict

which deducted from their pay the price of their arms and clothing, they

execrated the avarice of a prince insensible of the dangers and fatigues

from which he had escaped. The camps both of Asia and Europe were

agitated with frequent and furious seditions; the enraged soldiers

of Edessa pursued with reproaches, with threats, with wounds, their

trembling generals; they overturned the statues of the emperor, cast

stones against the miraculous image of Christ, and either rejected the

yoke of all civil and military laws, or instituted a dangerous model of

voluntary subordination. The monarch, always distant and often deceived,

was incapable of yielding or persisting, according to the exigence of

the moment. But the fear of a general revolt induced him too readily to

accept any act of valor, or any expression of loyalty, as an atonement

for the popular offence; the new reform was abolished as hastily as it

had been announced, and the troops, instead of punishment and restraint,

were agreeably surprised by a gracious proclamation of immunities and

rewards. But the soldiers accepted without gratitude the tardy and

reluctant gifts of the emperor: their insolence was elated by the

discovery of his weakness and their own strength; and their mutual

hatred was inflamed beyond the desire of forgiveness or the hope of

reconciliation. The historians of the times adopt the vulgar suspicion,

that Maurice conspired to destroy the troops whom he had labored to

reform; the misconduct and favor of Commentiolus are imputed to this

malevolent design; and every age must condemn the inhumanity of avarice

of a prince, who, by the trifling ransom of six thousand pieces of gold,

might have prevented the massacre of twelve thousand prisoners in the

hands of the chagan. In the just fervor of indignation, an order

was signified to the army of the Danube, that they should spare the

magazines of the province, and establish their winter quarters in the

hostile country of the Avars. The measure of their grievances was full:

they pronounced Maurice unworthy to reign, expelled or slaughtered

his faithful adherents, and, under the command of Phocas, a

simple centurion, returned by hasty marches to the neighborhood of

Constantinople. After a long series of legal succession, the military

disorders of the third century were again revived; yet such was the

novelty of the enterprise, that the insurgents were awed by their

own rashness. They hesitated to invest their favorite with the vacant

purple; and, while they rejected all treaty with Maurice himself,

they held a friendly correspondence with his son Theodosius, and with

Germanus, the father-in-law of the royal youth. So obscure had been the

former condition of Phocas, that the emperor was ignorant of the

name and character of his rival; but as soon as he learned, that the

centurion, though bold in sedition, was timid in the face of danger,

"Alas!" cried the desponding prince, "if he is a coward, he will surely

be a murderer."

Yet if Constantinople had been firm and faithful, the murderer might

have spent his fury against the walls; and the rebel army would have

been gradually consumed or reconciled by the prudence of the emperor.

In the games of the Circus, which he repeated with unusual pomp,

Maurice disguised, with smiles of confidence, the anxiety of his heart,

condescended to solicit the applause of the _factions_, and flattered

their pride by accepting from their respective tribunes a list of nine

hundred _blues_ and fifteen hundred _greens_, whom he affected to esteem

as the solid pillars of his throne Their treacherous or languid support

betrayed his weakness and hastened his fall: the green faction were the

secret accomplices of the rebels, and the blues recommended lenity

and moderation in a contest with their Roman brethren The rigid and

parsimonious virtues of Maurice had long since alienated the hearts of

his subjects: as he walked barefoot in a religious procession, he was

rudely assaulted with stones, and his guards were compelled to present

their iron maces in the defence of his person. A fanatic monk ran

through the streets with a drawn sword, denouncing against him the

wrath and the sentence of God; and a vile plebeian, who represented

his countenance and apparel, was seated on an ass, and pursued by the

imprecations of the multitude. The emperor suspected the popularity of

Germanus with the soldiers and citizens: he feared, he threatened, but

he delayed to strike; the patrician fled to the sanctuary of the church;

the people rose in his defence, the walls were deserted by the guards,

and the lawless city was abandoned to the flames and rapine of a

nocturnal tumult. In a small bark, the unfortunate Maurice, with his

wife and nine children, escaped to the Asiatic shore; but the violence

of the wind compelled him to land at the church of St. Autonomus, near

Chalcedon, from whence he despatched Theodosius, he eldest son, to

implore the gratitude and friendship of the Persian monarch. For

himself, he refused to fly: his body was tortured with sciatic pains,

his mind was enfeebled by superstition; he patiently awaited the event

of the revolution, and addressed a fervent and public prayer to the

Almighty, that the punishment of his sins might be inflicted in this

world rather than in a future life. After the abdication of Maurice, the

two factions disputed the choice of an emperor; but the favorite of the

blues was rejected by the jealousy of their antagonists, and Germanus

himself was hurried along by the crowds who rushed to the palace of

Hebdomon, seven miles from the city, to adore the majesty of Phocas the

centurion. A modest wish of resigning the purple to the rank and merit

of Germanus was opposed by _his_ resolution, more obstinate and equally

sincere; the senate and clergy obeyed his summons; and, as soon as

the patriarch was assured of his orthodox belief, he consecrated the

successful usurper in the church of St. John the Baptist. On the third

day, amidst the acclamations of a thoughtless people, Phocas made his

public entry in a chariot drawn by four white horses: the revolt of the

troops was rewarded by a lavish donative; and the new sovereign, after

visiting the palace, beheld from his throne the games of the hippodrome.

In a dispute of precedency between the two factions, his partial

judgment inclined in favor of the greens. "Remember that Maurice is

still alive," resounded from the opposite side; and the indiscreet

clamor of the blues admonished and stimulated the cruelty of the tyrant.

The ministers of death were despatched to Chalcedon: they dragged

the emperor from his sanctuary; and the five sons of Maurice were

successively murdered before the eyes of their agonizing parent. At

each stroke, which he felt in his heart, he found strength to rehearse

a pious ejaculation: "Thou art just, O Lord! and thy judgments are

righteous." And such, in the last moments, was his rigid attachment to

truth and justice, that he revealed to the soldiers the pious falsehood

of a nurse who presented her own child in the place of a royal infant.

The tragic scene was finally closed by the execution of the emperor

himself, in the twentieth year of his reign, and the sixty-third of his

age. The bodies of the father and his five sons were cast into the sea;

their heads were exposed at Constantinople to the insults or pity of the

multitude; and it was not till some signs of putrefaction had appeared,

that Phocas connived at the private burial of these venerable remains.

In that grave, the faults and errors of Maurice were kindly interred.

His fate alone was remembered; and at the end of twenty years, in the

recital of the history of Theophylact, the mournful tale was interrupted

by the tears of the audience.

Such tears must have flowed in secret, and such compassion would have

been criminal, under the reign of Phocas, who was peaceably acknowledged

in the provinces of the East and West. The images of the emperor and his

wife Leontia were exposed in the Lateran to the veneration of the

clergy and senate of Rome, and afterwards deposited in the palace of the

CÊsars, between those of Constantine and Theodosius. As a subject and

a Christian, it was the duty of Gregory to acquiesce in the established

government; but the joyful applause with which he salutes the fortune of

the assassin, has sullied, with indelible disgrace, the character of the

saint. The successor of the apostles might have inculcated with decent

firmness the guilt of blood, and the necessity of repentance; he is

content to celebrate the deliverance of the people and the fall of the

oppressor; to rejoice that the piety and benignity of Phocas have been

raised by Providence to the Imperial throne; to pray that his hands may

be strengthened against all his enemies; and to express a wish,

perhaps a prophecy, that, after a long and triumphant reign, he may be

transferred from a temporal to an everlasting kingdom. I have already

traced the steps of a revolution so pleasing, in Gregory's opinion,

both to heaven and earth; and Phocas does not appear less hateful in

the exercise than in the acquisition of power The pencil of an impartial

historian has delineated the portrait of a monster: his diminutive and

deformed person, the closeness of his shaggy eyebrows, his red hair, his

beardless chin, and his cheek disfigured and discolored by a formidable

scar. Ignorant of letters, of laws, and even of arms, he indulged in

the supreme rank a more ample privilege of lust and drunkenness; and his

brutal pleasures were either injurious to his subjects or disgraceful

to himself. Without assuming the office of a prince, he renounced the

profession of a soldier; and the reign of Phocas afflicted Europe with

ignominious peace, and Asia with desolating war. His savage temper was

inflamed by passion, hardened by fear, and exasperated by resistance

of reproach. The flight of Theodosius to the Persian court had been

intercepted by a rapid pursuit, or a deceitful message: he was beheaded

at Nice, and the last hours of the young prince were soothed by the

comforts of religion and the consciousness of innocence. Yet his phantom

disturbed the repose of the usurper: a whisper was circulated through

the East, that the son of Maurice was still alive: the people expected

their avenger, and the widow and daughters of the late emperor would

have adopted as their son and brother the vilest of mankind. In the

massacre of the Imperial family, the mercy, or rather the discretion, of

Phocas had spared these unhappy females, and they were decently confined

to a private house. But the spirit of the empress Constantina, still

mindful of her father, her husband, and her sons, aspired to freedom

and revenge. At the dead of night, she escaped to the sanctuary of St.

Sophia; but her tears, and the gold of her associate Germanus, were

insufficient to provoke an insurrection. Her life was forfeited to

revenge, and even to justice: but the patriarch obtained and pledged an

oath for her safety: a monastery was allotted for her prison, and the

widow of Maurice accepted and abused the lenity of his assassin.

The discovery or the suspicion of a second conspiracy, dissolved the

engagements, and rekindled the fury, of Phocas. A matron who commanded

the respect and pity of mankind, the daughter, wife, and mother of

emperors, was tortured like the vilest malefactor, to force a confession

of her designs and associates; and the empress Constantina, with her

three innocent daughters, was beheaded at Chalcedon, on the same ground

which had been stained with the blood of her husband and five sons.

After such an example, it would be superfluous to enumerate the names

and sufferings of meaner victims. Their condemnation was seldom preceded

by the forms of trial, and their punishment was embittered by the

refinements of cruelty: their eyes were pierced, their tongues were torn

from the root, the hands and feet were amputated; some expired under the

lash, others in the flames; others again were transfixed with arrows;

and a simple speedy death was mercy which they could rarely obtain. The

hippodrome, the sacred asylum of the pleasures and the liberty of the

Romans, was polluted with heads and limbs, and mangled bodies; and the

companions of Phocas were the most sensible, that neither his favor, nor

their services, could protect them from a tyrant, the worthy rival of

the Caligulas and Domitians of the first age of the empire.

Chapter XLVI: Troubles In Persia.--Part III.

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