CLVIII

Read the _Rhetorical Equipment_ of Phrynichus the Arabian[642] in

thirty-six books. It contains a collection of words and clauses, some

of which, gracefully expressed and arranged in a novel manner, are

enlarged into complete members.[643] Many of these are to be found in

the collection of Helladius, but there they are dispersed throughout

the bulky work, whereas here they are all collected together, the aim

of Phrynichus being to make a list of special words, while Helladius,

being simply a lexicographer, added them to the common stock and

included them amongst the rest.

The writer flourished during the reign of Marcus Aurelius and his son

Commodus, to whom the work is dedicated and inscribed, “Phrynichus to

Commodus Caesar, greeting.” In the preface he exhorts Commodus to the

pursuit of learning, at the same time praising his own work, of which

he says that he had already composed thirty-seven books and dedicated

them to the emperor, and promising to write as many more if his life

should be spared. As we have said, we have only read thirty-six

books, containing words beginning with the first down to the last

letter of the alphabet.

In spite of his assertion that he dedicated the work to the emperor,

he appears to have inscribed the separate books to different persons.

Thus, the first, second, and third books are addressed to a certain

Aristocles,[644] in the hope that it may serve as an amusement and

source of recreation for him on his birthday; the fourth to a certain

Julian, a fellow-citizen and friend. The author adds that he had at

first intended to dedicate the whole to Aristocles, but after by

the royal decree he became a member of the great council at Rome,

he decided to adopt Julian instead as his friend and associate in

his labours and to make use of his services as the judge and critic

of his writings. In spite of this promise, he dedicates the fifth

book to a learned friend of his, named Menodorus, who had previously

censured him for not having adequately investigated the inflexion

of words. The author says that the present book was written at the

request of Menodorus, and excuses the delay in completing it on the

ground that he is suffering from strangury, a common complaint of old

age, long and serious mental affliction, haemorrhage of the stomach,

and several other ailments. If, however, he should regain his health,

he promises to complete the present commission, and any other work

his friend may suggest that bears upon learning and good taste, and

has not yet been attempted. Nevertheless, the sixth book again is

dedicated to a different person--Tiberinus; the seventh to another

Menophilus, who he says is a consummate scholar and has supplied

whole passages in illustration of the matter of the sixth book, and

exhorts him to collect as many of these words as possible in his

writings. The eighth book is again dedicated to Julian, whom the

author asks to be good enough to correct any of his statements which

are unsatisfactory, for which illness must be his excuse. Inscribing

the ninth to Rufinus, he says that Aristocles first prompted him

to begin the book, but that he (Rufinus) will be responsible for

its completion, because, having seen the rest of it, he recognized

its usefulness and approved of his labours. Turning back again he

dedicates the tenth book to Aristocles, the next to Menodorus,

in which he states that he had just come across the orations of

Aristides,[645] who flourished at the time, and speaks very highly

of him. He also says that Marcianus the critic, neglecting Plato

and Demosthenes, expresses his preference for the letters of the

Roman Brutus[646] to all others and declares him to be the model of

stylistic excellence. The author says that he quotes this remark

not because he approves of this judgment, but to prevent any one

being surprised if some people think this man’s repute inferior

to that of Aristides, despite his splendid oratory; for Aristides

also, like other men distinguished for learning, has been assailed

by some who were jealous of his achievements. The eleventh book is

also dedicated to Menodorus; of the rest--that we may not incur the

charge of garrulity--one to Rheginus, another to Aristocles, another

to Basilides of Miletus, the sophist, in which he says that, as soon

as he found respite from disease, he wrote this book for him, and

begs him to correct the mistakes that may be due to illness. All the

other books, down to the end, which we have read, are dedicated to

Menophilus.

The work will no doubt be useful to aspiring authors and orators.

The compiler says that he has divided the words collected by him

into such as are adapted for oratory, written composition, and

conversation, for a derisive, contemptuous, or amatory style. The

best models, norms, and standards of undiluted and pure Attic speech

are considered by the author to be Plato, Demosthenes and the other

nine Attic orators, Thucydides, Xenophon, Aeschines[647] the son

of Lysanias the Socratic, Critias[648] the son of Callaeschrus,

and Antisthenes[649] with his two orations in praise of Cyrus and

Odysseus; of writers of comedy, Aristophanes and his band, where they

use Attic; of tragedians, Aeschylus the mighty-voiced, Sophocles the

sweet, and the all-wise Euripides. While preferring these to all

other authors, orators, and poets, he again puts first those whom (as

he says) Momus[650] himself would not blame and, even if the fabled

Corycian god[651] made grimaces at them, would not rejoice; these are

Plato, Demosthenes, and Aeschines the son of Lysanias because of the

excellence of his seven dialogues, which some consider not to have

been written by him, but ascribe them to Socrates. So much for these

matters.

The writer displays great learning, but is verbose and excessively

prolix. For the work, without omitting anything of importance, could

have been reduced to a fifth of its size, whereas the author, by an

ill-timed use of words, has spun it out to an unmanageable length,

and while collecting material for elegance and beauty of style, fails

to translate his own precepts into example.

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