CHAPTER LVIII

THE CITY OF ATHENS

When the Persians entered Athens they destroyed her temples. Some of

these temples had been hastily repaired, others had been hastily built,

when the Athenians returned to their own city.

But now that peace had been made with the Persians, Athens determined

to show her gratitude to the gods by building in the city, temples,

‘exceeding magnifical,’ more beautiful indeed than any that had yet

been built.

The most famous of these temples was the Parthenon or Temple of the

Virgin, built on the Acropolis, and sacred to the virgin goddess Athene.

This marvellous temple was planned by a great architect named Ictinus,

and adorned by a yet greater sculptor called Pheidias.

The architecture of the Parthenon was Doric, which was the oldest, the

strongest as well as the most simple, of the four kinds of Grecian

buildings. There were two rooms in the Parthenon with no entrance from

one to the other.

The figure of the goddess, fashioned by the magic hands of the sculptor

Pheidias, was a colossal one. Calm, majestic, with a smile upon her

face, she stood in her wondrous temple, clad in a robe of gold.

On her head she wore a helmet, in her right hand she held fast a little

golden figure of the goddess of victory, while her left lay upon her

shield. At her feet a snake lay coiled.

[Illustration: The figure of the goddess was a colossal one]

Neither of marble nor of bronze was the statue, but of ivory and

pure gold, ivory being used for the flesh, gold for the robe and

armour, which was studded with precious stones.

Nowhere was there so marvellous a statue as this of the goddess Athene

wrought by Pheidias, save perchance the Zeus at Olympia, which was also

moulded by the famous sculptor.

The statue of Zeus had a strange power over those who gazed upon it.

‘Let a man sick and weary in his soul, who has passed through many

distresses and sorrows, whose pillow is unvisited by kindly sleep,

stand in front of this image; he will, I deem, forget all the terrors

and troubles of human life.’

Close to the Parthenon was an older temple, built not in the Doric but

in the Ionic style of architecture. It, too, was sacred to Athene and

also to Poseidon.

This temple, which was called the Erechtheum, was held in awe and

reverence by the Athenians, for in it was kept an ancient wooden image

of the goddess. So ancient was this ‘most holy idol’ of the people that

it looked more like a rough block of wood than a carved figure. The

holy olive tree, too, was there, which the Persians had cut down, but

which they had been unable to kill, as well as the living snake, the

symbol of the presence of the goddess.

The Erechtheum was to the Athenians a shrine, in which lay hidden the

story of their past, the Parthenon was to them a sign of the power and

the splendour of the age of Pericles.

On the western side of the Acropolis rose a magnificent marble wall

called the Propylaea. The marble had been pierced at intervals to make

five great gateways, the centre one being for chariots, those on either

side leading by steps to the Parthenon. Through these gateways the

Athenians marched in solemn procession on their feast days.

A great theatre, sacred to the god Dionysus, was finished in the age

of Pericles, and an Odeon or great hall of music was added to it,

where contests of song and music were held. The roof of the Odeon was

pointed like a tent, and was made of the masts of ships that had been

captured from the Persians.

This pointed roof was said by the wits of Athens to be like the helmet

of Pericles, whose head was curiously formed, and who often wore a

helmet to conceal its strange shape.

‘Here comes Pericles,’ says a comic poet of those days, ‘with the Odeon

set on his crown.’

Another great statue of Athene, called Athene Promachos, or Athena

Foremost in Battle, stood just within the Propylaea. It was wrought

in bronze and showed Athene in armour, holding shield and spear

outstretched. This statue, also by Pheidias, was fifty feet high and

stood on a pedestal that raised it twenty feet higher, so that it

towered above the roofs of the temples. The golden plume on the helmet

of the goddess was seen by sailors far out at sea.

With these and many other great works of art, Pericles adorned the city

of his love. The Acropolis he said should be no longer a fortress, but

a sanctuary.

Some of the Athenians, among them Thucydides, grumbled because Pericles

spent the public money on these beautiful buildings.

Pericles heard that the citizens were discontented, and in the open

assembly he rose and bade them tell him if they thought he used more

money than he ought, to adorn the city.

‘Too much a great deal,’ was the speedy retort.

‘Then,’ said Pericles, ‘since it is so, let the cost not go to your

account but to mine, and let the inscriptions upon the buildings stand

in my name.’

But the people, surprised at his generosity, and perhaps wishing to

share in the glory of his work, were ashamed that they had complained.

They bade him spend as much of the public money as he deemed right and

‘spare no cost until all was finished.’

In 479 B.C. the Persians had reduced Athens to ruins. Fifty years

later she had been built anew and adorned with temples and statues that

made her the wonder of the world.

Marble was found in Attica, gold and ivory were bought with money out

of the treasury, but without the magic hand of Pheidias, marble, gold,

and ivory had been bought in vain.

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