WHETHER AN AGED MAN OUGHT TO MEDDLE IN STATE AFFAIRS.

1. WE are not ignorant, O Euphanes, that you, being an extoller of

Pindar, have often in your mouth this saying of his, as a thing well

and to the purpose spoken by him:

When as the combat’s once agreed,

Who by pretence seeks to be freed

Obscures his virtue quite.

But since sloth and effeminacy towards civil affairs, having many

pretences, do for the last, as if it were drawn from the sacred

line, tender to us old age, and thinking by this chiefly to abate

and cool our honorable desire, allege that there is a certain decent

dissolution, not only of the athletical, but also of the political

period, or that there is in the revolution of our years a certain set

and limited time, after which it is no more proper for us to employ

ourselves in the conduct of the state than in the corporeal and robust

exercises of youth; I esteem myself obliged to communicate also to

you those sentiments of mine concerning old men’s intermeddling with

public matters, which I am ever and anon ruminating on by myself; so

that neither of us may desert that long course we have to this day

held together, nor rejecting the political life, which has been (as it

were) an intimate friend of our own years, change it for another to

which we are absolute strangers, and with which we have not time to

become acquainted and familiar, but that we may persist in what we had

chosen and have been inured to from the beginning, putting the same

conclusion to our life and our living honorably; unless we would, by

the short space of life we have remaining, disgrace that longer time

we have already lived, as having been spent idly and in nothing that

is commendable. For tyranny is not an honorable sepulchre, as one told

Dionysius, whose monarchy, obtained by and administered with injustice,

did by its long continuance bring on him but a more perfect calamity;

as Diogenes afterwards let his son know, when, seeing him at Corinth,

of a tyrant become a private person, he said to him: “How unworthy of

thyself, Dionysius, thou actest! For thou oughtest not to live here

at liberty and fearless with us, but to spend thy life, as thy father

did, even to old age, immured within a tyrannical fortress.” But the

popular and legal government of a man accustomed to show himself no

less profitable in obeying than in commanding is an honorable monument,

which really adds to death the glory accruing from life. For this

thing, as Simonides says, “goes last under the ground;” unless it be

in those in whom humanity and the love of honor die first, and whose

zeal for goodness sooner decays than their covetousness after temporal

necessaries; as if the soul had its active and divine parts weaker than

those that are passive and corporeal; which it were neither honest to

say, nor yet to admit from those who affirm that only of gaining we are

never weary. But we ought to turn to a better purpose the saying of

Thucydides, and believe that it is not the desire of honor only that

never grows old,[31] but much more also the inclinations to society

and affection to the state, which continue even in ants and bees to

the very last. For never did any one know a bee to become by age a

drone, as some think it requisite of statesmen, of whom they expect

that, when the vigor of their youth is past, they should retire and

sit mouldy at home, suffering their active virtue to be consumed by

idleness, as iron is by rust. For Cato excellently well said, that we

ought not willingly to add the shame proceeding from vice to those

many afflictions which old age has of its own. For of the many vices

everywhere abounding, there is none which more disgraces an old man

than sloth, delicacy, and effeminateness, when, retiring from the court

and council, he mews himself up at home like a woman, or getting into

the country oversees his reapers and gleaners; for of such a one we may

say,

Where’s Oedipus, and all his famous riddles?

But as for him who should in his old age, and not before, begin to

meddle with public matters,—as they say of Epimenides, that having

fallen asleep while he was a young man, he awakened fifty years

after,—and shaking off so long and so close-sticking a repose, should

thrust himself, being unaccustomed and unexercised, into difficult and

laborious employs, without having been experienced in civil affairs,

or inured to the conversations of men, such a man may perhaps give

occasion to one that would reprehend him, to say with the prophetess

Pythia

Thou com’st too late,

seeking to govern in the state and rule the people, and at an unfit

hour knocking at the palace gate, like an ill-bred guest coming late to

a banquet, or a stranger, thou wouldst change, not thy place or region,

but thy life for one of which thou hast made no trial. For that saying

of Simonides,

The state instructs a man,

is true in those who apply themselves to the business of the commonweal

whilst they have yet time to be taught, and to learn a science which

is scarce attained with much labor through many strugglings and

negotiations, even when it timely meets with a nature that can easily

undergo toil and difficulty. These things seem not to be impertinently

spoken against him who in his old age begins to act in the management

of the state.

2. And yet, on the contrary, we see how young men and those of unripe

years are by persons of judgment diverted from meddling in public

matters; and the laws also testify the same, when by the crier in the

assemblies they summon not first the men like Alcibiades and Pytheas to

come to the desk, but those who have passed the age of fifty years, to

make speeches and consult together for the good of the people. For the

being unused to boldness and the want of experience are not so much to

every soldier....

[Here is a defect in the original.]

But Cato, when above eighty years of age he was to plead his own cause,

said, that it was a difficult thing for a man to make his apology and

justify his life before others than those with whom he had lived and

been conversant.

All men indeed confess, that the actions of Augustus Caesar, when

he had defeated Antony, were no less royal and useful to the public

towards the end of his life, than any he had done before. And himself

severely reprehending the dissoluteness of young men by establishing

good customs and laws, when they raised an uproar, he only said to

them: Young men, refuse not to hear an old man, to whom old men not

unwillingly gave ear when he was young. The government also of Pericles

exerted itself with most vigor in his old age, when he both persuaded

the Athenians to make war, and at another time, when they were eagerly

bent unseasonably to go forth and fight sixty thousand armed men

withstood and hindered them, sealing up in a manner the arms of the

people and the keys of the gates. Now as for what Xenophon has written

of Agesilaus, it is fit it should be set down in his own words. “What

youth,” says he, “was ever so gallant but that his old age surpassed

it? Who was ever so terrible to his enemies in the very flower of his

virility, as Agesilaus in the declension of his days? At whose death

were adversaries ever seen more joyful than at that of Agesilaus,

though he departed not this life till he was stooping under the burden

of his years? Who more emboldened his confederates than Agesilaus,

though being at the utmost period of his life? What young man was ever

missed more by his friends than Agesilaus, who died not till he was

very old?”

3. Age then hindered not these men from performing such gallant

actions; and yet we, forsooth, being at our ease in states which have

neither tyranny, war, nor siege to molest them, are afraid of such

bloodless debates and emulations, as are for the most part terminated

with justice only by law and words; confessing ourselves by this not

only worse than those ancient generals and statesmen, but even than

poets, sophisters, and players. Since Simonides in his old age gained

the victory by his choral songs, as the epigram testifies in these

concluding verses:

Fourscore years old was Leoprepes’ son,

Simonides, when he this glory won.

And it is said of Sophocles, that, to avoid being condemned of dotage

at the instance of his children, he repeated the entrance song of the

Chorus in his tragedy of Oedipus in Colonus, which begins thus:

Welcome, stranger, come in time

To the best place of this clime,

White Colonus, which abounds

With brave horses. In these grounds,

Spread with Nature’s choicest green,

Philomel is often seen.

Here she her hearers charms with sweetest lays,

Whilst with shrill throat

And warbling note

She moans the sad misfortunes of her former days:[32]

and that, this song appearing admirable, he was dismissed from the

court, as from the theatre, with the applause and acclamations of all

that were present. And this short verse is acknowledged to be written

of him:

When Sophocles framed for Herodotus

This ode, his years were fifty-five.

Philemon also the comedian and Alexis were snatched away by death,

whilst they were acting on the stage and crowned with garlands. And as

for Polus the tragedian, Eratosthenes and Philochorus related of him

that, being seventy years of age, he a little before his death acted in

four days eight tragedies.

4. Is it not then a shame, that those who have grown old in councils

and courts of judicature should appear less generous than such as have

spent their years on the stage, and forsaking those exercises which are

really sacred, cast off the person of the statesman, to put on instead

of it I know not what other? For to descend from the state of a prince

to that of a ploughman is all over base and mean. For since Demosthenes

says that the Paralus, being a sacred galley, was unworthily used in

being employed to carry timber, pales, and cattle to Midias; would not

a man who should, after his having quitted the office of superintendent

at the public solemnities, governor of Boeotia, or president in the

council of the Amphictyons, be seen measuring of corn, weighing of

raisins, and bargaining about fleeces and wool-fells,—would not such

a one, I say, wholly seem to have brought on himself, as the proverb

has it, the old age of a horse, without any one’s necessitating him to

it? For to set one’s self to mechanical employments and trafficking,

after one has borne office in the state, is the same as if one

should strip a well-bred virtuous gentlewoman out of her matron-like

attire, and thrust her with an apron tied about her into a public

victualling-house. For the dignity and greatness of political virtue

is overthrown, when it is debased to such mean administrations and

traffics for gain. But if (which is the only thing remaining) they

shall, by giving effeminacies and voluptuousness the name of living at

quiet and enjoying one’s self, exhort a statesman leisurely to waste

away and grow old in them, I know not to which of the two shameful

pictures his life will seem to have the greater resemblance,—whether to

the mariners who, leaving their ship for the future not in the harbor

but under sail, spend all their time in celebrating the feasts of

Venus; or to Hercules, whom some painters merrily but yet ridiculously

represent wearing in Omphale’s palace a yellow petticoat, and giving

himself up to be boxed and combed by the Lydian damsels. So shall

we, stripping a statesman of his lion’s-skin, and seating him at a

luxurious table, there be always cloying his palate with delicacies,

and filling his ears with effeminate songs and music; being not a whit

put to the blush by the saying of Pompey the Great to Lucullus, who

after his public services both in camp and council, addicted himself

to bathing, feasting, conversing with women in the day, and much other

dissoluteness, even to the raising and extravagantly furnishing of

sumptuous buildings, and who, once upbraiding Pompey with an ambition

and desire of rule unsuitable to his age, was by him answered, that it

was more misbecoming an old man to live voluptuously than to govern?

The same Pompey, when in his sickness his physician had prescribed him

the eating of a thrush, which was then hard to be got, as being out of

season, being told that Lucullus bred great store of such birds, would

not send to him for one, but said: What! Cannot Pompey live, unless

Lucullus be luxurious?

5. For though Nature seeks by all means to delight and rejoice

herself, yet the bodies of old men are incapacitated for all pleasures,

except a few that are absolutely necessary. For not only

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