He probably did much of what Theseus is supposed to have done in

synœcising Athens--that is, transforming Attica from a number of

villages with a capital into a city-state with surrounding territory. We

know that he sent judges on circuit round the country demes. The other

indications are that Peisistratus pulled down the city wall in order

that she might be able to expand, that he constructed a proper

water-supply, and that he fostered the worship of the Olympian or city

deities. At the same time he fostered agriculture, and tried to get the

poor of Athens back to the land. As he had owed his return to Athena, he

signalised his gratitude by surrounding the old temple of Athena Polias

with a marble peristyle and sculptures. Some of the sculptures of this

period are preserved on the Acropolis of Athens. They were generally

carved of the softer _porus_ or rough limestone, and freely adorned with

colour. But the decorations of Peisistratus’ temple are of Parian

marble. Heracles and his labours seem to have been preferred to Theseus

as a subject for representation. On the plain below the Acropolis

Peisistratus began a temple to Olympian Zeus on so huge a scale that

republican Athens was unable to complete it until the Emperor Hadrian

brought his immense resources into play.

But Peisistratus did more than building for religion. He may fairly be

called the founder of the State cults of Athens. He founded the Greater

Panathenæa, as the symbol of union for Attica. This was a most solemn

yearly procession of all the people, to carry up a new embroidered robe

as a gift to the Virgin Goddess on the Acropolis. That is the scene

depicted on the frieze of the Parthenon which is now the chief glory of

the British Museum. Later Athenians, of course, ascribed the Panathenæa

to Theseus or Erechtheus. Along with the procession there were athletic

games and sacrifices. And the prizes in the games were those fine big

oil-jars, the Panathenaic amphoræ, of which we have a long series

preserved.[34] This gave a great impulse to pottery. It is about now

that we begin the black-figured type of vase, in which the figures are

painted with a lustrous black glaze on the rich brown of the

earthenware.

Peisistratus greatly encouraged the idea of Athens as the leading member

of the Ionic States of Greece. Up to this time great Ionian cities like

Miletus and Ephesus had been far ahead of Athens in wealth and

civilisation. It is hard to say how Peisistratus persuaded them that

Athens was in some sort their mother city unless such was the fact. He

inaugurated the solemn purification of Delos, by removing the dead from

the island. Henceforth the Apollo of Delos was to share with the

Poseidon of Mycale the patronage of Ionia. Both at the Panionic

festivals of Delos and the Panathenaic festivals at Athens the solemn

recitation of Homer formed an important part of the proceedings. It was

Peisistratus who caused an authorised version of Homer to be prepared at

Athens. Certain portions were selected and edited. Thus at length Homer

became a fixed canon.

Another festival instituted by Peisistratus led to important literary

results. This was the Great Dionysia. Dionysus was a late-comer in

Olympian mythology, probably from Thrace. As the god of wine, his coming

had to face some opposition from the temperance party, but like a god he

triumphed. It was at the Dionysia that, as we shall see, the Athenian

drama took its rise as a service of worship to the god.

Literature found a whole-hearted patron in the great

[Illustration:

1. CORINTHIAN VASE.

2. RED-FIGURED VASE.

3. BLACK-FIGURED VASE.

4. WHITE POLYCHROME VASE.]

tyrant’s younger son Hipparchus. At his court were, among others,

Simonides, Anacreon, and Onomacritus. Simonides of Ceos is specially

associated with the dithyramb, the chorus in honour of Dionysus, which

played a great part in the development of the chorus of tragedy. He was

also a composer of odes of victory for successful athletes, though here

his fame was eclipsed by his younger rival Pindar. But it is chiefly as

a writer of elegies and epitaphs and epigrams that his fame survives.

Every one knows that epitaph he wrote on Leonidas and his Three Hundred

Spartans at Thermopylæ.

“Go tell at Sparta, thou that passest by,

That here, obedient to her word, we lie.”

His fine ode on the same subject is still extant. Anacreon is known even

to the “general reader,” through Byron:

“Fill high the bowl with Samian wine!

We will not think of themes like these!

It made Anacreon’s song divine,

He served--but served Polycrates--

A tyrant; but our masters then

Were still, at least, our countrymen.”

Anacreon’s main business was, as our poet suggests, the writing of

banquet songs on love and wine. It is rather melancholy to reflect that

his anacreontics were composed--according to his own prescription--on

ten parts of water to five of wine; but all the ancients watered their

liquor. How closely tyranny is to be associated with the revival of

culture is proved by the careers of these two poets. Anacreon passed

from the court of Polycrates, tyrant of Samos, to Hipparchus, one of the

tyrants of Athens. When he fell Anacreon went to the still more

brilliant court of Hiero, tyrant of Syracuse. Simonides went with him,

and there they were joined by Bacchylides, Pindar, and Æschylus.

Onomacritus was a strange person. It seems that Hipparchus had a hobby

of collecting oracles, and had commissioned Onomacritus to edit a famous

collection of poetical prophecies by Musæus, a half-mythical bard.

Onomacritus was detected inserting some of his own compositions, and

very properly expelled for a forger. If all the historical forgers of

this period had been detected the modern historian’s lot would be a

happier one.

One monument of this period is of especial interest, the _stēlē_ or

gravestone of Aristion.[35] It is a bas-relief, once adorned with

colour, of a warrior in armour with a long spear in his hand. It is not

likely that any attempt was made at a portrait of the deceased. As the

_stēlē_ was found at Peisistratus’ birthplace it has been suggested that

this may be that very Aristion who proposed the decree which gave the

tyrant his bodyguard. It certainly belongs to the right period of art,

but Aristion was a common name; and is it likely that a record of such a

man would have been permitted to survive?

It was the custom after dinner at Athens to pass round the harp, and for

each guest as it came to him either to improvise a verse or to cap his

neighbour’s impromptu or to sing a stave of some famous song. The most

popular of all these “skolia” was “The Myrtle Bough.” One version of it

runs:

“I will wear my sword in a myrtle bough,

Like Harmodius and Aristogeiton

When they killed the tyrant

And made Athens free.

“Dearest Harmodius, thou art not yet dead.

They say thou art in the Isles of the Blessed,

Where dwells Achilles swift of foot

And Diomede, Tydeus’ son.

“I will wear my sword in a myrtle bough,

Like Harmodius and Aristogeiton

When at the sacrifice of Athena

They killed Hipparchus the tyrant lord.

“Everlasting shall be your glory upon earth,

Dearest Harmodius and Aristogeiton,

For that ye killed the tyrant

And set Athens free.”

[Illustration:

_English Photo Co., Athens_

FIG. 1. STELE OF ARISTION

_Alinari_

FIG. 2. HARMODIUS

PLATE XXIX]

Right down in the days of Demosthenes, nearly two hundred years later,

these two men were still mentioned in most of the public decrees,

because immunities had been granted to their descendants for ever. They

are the only private individuals who had statues erected to them for

more than a hundred years. All this extraordinary honour was theirs

because they had killed a tyrant.

Although we can see the blessings that the tyrants of Greece had brought

to their cities, it is to the credit of the Greeks that they could not.

They much preferred to govern themselves badly than to be governed ever

so efficiently by some one else. A tyrant might give them wealth, peace,

culture, and happiness, but no Greek ever lost sight of the tyrant’s

_telos_, or goal. The tyrant governed, as Aristotle says, “for his own

advantage, not that of his subjects.” Hence their execration of tyranny

and the extraordinary honour they paid to tyrannicides. Such a sentiment

has had an enormous influence in history. The Greeks taught it in their

schools, their orators embroidered the theme, the Roman schoolboys

learnt declamations against tyrants from their Greek teachers of

rhetoric, until finally this old legend of Harmodius and Aristogeiton

whetted the daggers of Brutus and Cassius against Cæsar.

It was a legend, I am afraid. The Athenian tyranny was put down by a

Spartan army persuaded by a bribed oracle at the bidding of the

Alcmæonids. All that Harmodius and Aristogeiton had done was to kill

Hipparchus, the younger brother of Hippias, by surprise, as he was

marshalling the Panathenaic procession. Apparently, too, the motive was

merely a love affair of a kind that we consider disreputable; but that

only added the necessary touch of romance to the story. No ancient

historian supports the belief of the common folk at Athens that

Harmodius and Aristogeiton had set Athens free.

This story provided the subject of one of the most famous of archaic

statues, the “Harmodius and Aristogeiton” of Antenor. It was carried

off by Xerxes to Persia when he sacked Athens in 480, but returned

eventually by Antiochus the Great. Meanwhile two other sculptors had

been set to reproduce Antenor’s group. It is probably this reproduction

from which our many copies have been made. We have them on coins, on

vases, on a marble throne, and above all in two separate statues in the

Naples Museum, where unfortunately Aristogeiton, who should have been

the bearded elder, has been degraded by the addition of one of the

pretty curly-haired heads of the fourth or third century. But the

Harmodius is a fine type of archaic work, even though it has been freely

restored and is of course only a copy. We note how much more successful

is the body than the head. But uncouth as the head is it is full of

dignity and virility.[36]

From Aristophanes it would appear that it was the mark of a jingo

democrat at Athens to sing “the Harmodius” on every possible occasion.

Hippias, as I have said, was expelled by the machinations of the

Alcmæonids and the strong arm of Sparta in 510 B.C. It was the Alcmæonid

Cleisthenes who was called upon to draw up a new constitution. After

emerging from the tyrannical stage all the Greek states developed a

republic, either oligarchical or democratic. In the oligarchic type the

citizenship was confined to a few hundreds of the richer citizens and

the actual government was carried on by a small council of ten or

fifteen members. This was the normal type of Greek government. The

democracy of Athens was unique. All Greek states had inherited from the

earliest times the public meeting in the market-place as one of the

rights of citizenship. At Athens eventually all administrative decrees

were made at this Assembly, or Ecclesia, without any revision

whatsoever, and all adult male citizens could attend and speak if they

chose. It amounted to government by mass meeting. It was, of course, an

ignorant, fickle, excitable body, especially in conducting a war or a

piece of foreign policy. But it was a wonderful instrument of

education, and it gave the Athenian citizen that sense of direct

participation in the affairs of his state which alone could satisfy the

political aspirations of a Greek. Who shall call it a failure because it

bungled a war and an empire, if it made Athens the eye of the world for

ever and ever? Cleisthenes set up a Council of five hundred members,

fifty elected from each of his new ten tribes, but that was only a

committee to prepare business for the Assembly. Also there still

remained the old patrician council of notables, now chiefly consisting

of ex-magistrates, who met upon the Areian Hill and were called the

Council of the Areopagus. These had the guardianship of the laws,

amounting probably to a veto upon the Assembly’s proceedings, and a

general censorship over morals. They were also the highest criminal

court for cases of blood-guilt--a solemn and awful tribunal. Consisting

of ex-officials, they naturally had great influence over the merely

annual magistrates, or _archons_; and, in fact, as we have recently

learnt from Aristotle, they managed most things in Athens until after

the Persian wars. The chief executive magistrates were still the nine

annual _archons_, still chosen by popular election. With his new ten

tribes Cleisthenes instituted ten _strategoi_, or generals, to lead them

under command of the War Archon. The ten tribes were so grouped as to

prevent any recurrence of the local factions which had enabled

Peisistratus to rise. And Cleisthenes devised the ingenious system

called ostracism, by which any unpopular statesman who had a certain

number of votes cast against him was sent into polite and honourable

banishment. It was generally the leader of the Opposition who suffered

this fate, and such was the intention. Though Greek democracy inevitably

developed a party system, it was never recognised. Opposition was

considered treachery to the state, as, indeed, it generally was.

Such in general was the constitution under which Athens rose to glory.

It was modified, as we shall see, in a democratic direction by

Pericles. As yet it can hardly, with its powerful Areopagus and elective

magistrates, be called a democracy. But it tends that way, and the

course before it is plain. Cleisthenes has lost much of the credit due

to him in the process which has assigned superhuman wisdom to Solon. He,

with Pericles, is the father of the Athenian democracy.

IONIA

At this time, when the mainland cities of Greece were beginning to

revive the old Ægean culture under changed conditions, their kinsmen

across the sea on both sides had gone in advance of them in

civilisation. Why this was so it is hard to say--impossible, on the old

theory that all these great cities from Miletus to Sybaris were merely

colonies of Athens or Corinth or poor little Megara. But if it be true

that one and the same gifted race had dwelt from Neolithic times on the

coasts of the Eastern Mediterranean, then it is quite natural that the

cities furthest removed from the main focus of Northern invasion should

be the first to recover from the turmoil of the Dark Ages caused by the

coming of Achæans and Dorians. The Ionians at any rate bear all the

characteristics that we should expect from the kinsfolk of those

pre-Achæan peoples without the Northern stiffening. They are

intelligent, artistic, commercial, without any military virtues to speak

of. They tend towards naturalistic deities like the Diana of Ephesus,

and they scoff at the Olympian system. Their patron god is the sea-god.

No deep gulf, such as that of race, separates them from the Lydian and

Carian peoples behind them. Moreover, we can find the period and the

political motive when the legends of their foundation from Athens first

came into vogue. In the East “Javan” was the collective name for the

Greeks.

In the eighth, seventh, and sixth centuries cities like Miletus,

Ephesus, and Mitylene on Lesbos were the greatest cities of the Greek

world, in size, riches, and culture. They in their turn were sending

colonies into the Black Sea, to tap its rich corn-growing and

wool-producing regions. We have seen something of the wisdom of Thales,

and we must allow our imaginations to suggest what a vast amount of

preliminary knowledge and culture is required before a man can calculate

an eclipse. It is likely that this learning came in the merchant ships

from Egypt. We have seen also what a great part Ionia played in the

development (if not the authorship) of the Homeric epics. It is here too

that lyric poetry reaches its apotheosis. We have agreed, I hope, that

the epic did not come into being out of the void, but that there must

have been songs before there were long poems. Hence we are not driven to

the extravagant assumption that Sappho and Alcæus were beginners at

their trade.

The great lyric period of the seventh and sixth centuries belongs

politically to an era of aristocracies and tyrannies. The aristocracies

here were composed, not of farmers, as at Athens, nor of

warrior-knights, as at Sparta, but of merchant princes who have always

proved lavish patrons of a certain kind of art and literature. Most of

the great poets seem to have been members of the aristocracy.

Sappho is a remarkable figure in the history of literature, the only

woman who has ever reached the front rank among poets. We have of her

only a few score lines of broken fragments, only two poems that exceed

ten lines, and not one of thirty. Yet even from these ruined remnants we

can feel across the ages the vital throb of her passion, speaking in

music of altogether unequalled beauty. It is impossible to describe the

emotion which scholars and poets of all ages have felt when they first

stumbled upon

“Immortal Aphrodite of the starry throne,

Daughter of God, weaver of guile, I beseech thee

Neither to disgust nor to distress subdue,

Lady, my heart....”

Or the broken marriage chorus:

MAIDENS

“Like the sweet apple blushing on the topmost twig,

Top of the topmost, which the gatherers forgot.

Forgot? Nay, but they could not reach to it.

YOUTHS

“Like the hyacinth on the hills which the shepherd swains

Tread underfoot, and down to the earth the bright flower....”

But translation inevitably spoils the fragrance, as even Rossetti and

Swinburne have found. It is of Sappho that Swinburne writes in her own

metre:

“Ah the singing, ah the delight, the passion!

All the Loves wept, listening; sick with anguish

Stood the crowned nine Muses about Apollo;

Fear was upon them,

While the tenth sang wonderful things they knew not.

Ah the tenth, the Lesbian! the nine were silent,

None endured the sound of her song for weeping;

Laurel by laurel

Faded all their crowns; but about her forehead,

Round her woven tresses and ashen temples,

White as dead snow, paler than grass in summer,

Ravaged with kisses,

Shone a light of fire as a crown for ever.

Yea, almost the implacable Aphrodite

Paused, and almost wept; such a song was that song....”

The fertile and prurient invention of late Greek scholarship have given

this sublime poetess a biography which is as false as it is unpleasant.

From her own works, however, we can gather some interesting details. She

belonged to the governing aristocracy of Lesbos, and, for a time at

least, went into exile with it. The women of Lesbos seem to have formed

rival salons of literary culture, and Sappho herself was the head of

one. There was a good deal of jealousy between them. Strangely, the most

ardent of her verse is addressed to one of her own sex, and since it

cannot be true that she is only writing the amatory language of male

poets, we must conclude that the women of Ionia imitated the men in that

strange passion which ignored sex. To contradict the celebrated fable of

her dramatic suicide from a cliff in consequence of an unrequited love,

we have a fragment of her message to her daughter from a calm deathbed:

“ ... For it is not right that in a house the Muses haunt

Mourning should dwell: such things befit us not.”

We cannot lightly dismiss as mere gossip the story of tender feeling, or

at any rate tender expressions, between Sappho and Alcæus. They were

contemporary love-poets of the same city. Sappho sometimes used the

alcaic measure, and Alcæus the sapphic. Besides, we have it on the

authority of Aristotle. One line of Alcæus to Sappho is preserved:

“Sappho, pure sweet-smiling weaver of violets.”

Alcæus too was a member of the Lesbian aristocracy. He alludes to a

short-lived tyranny which was ended by the appointment of a

constitutional tyrant or dictator, the wise and generous Pittacus. In

the course of these disturbances Alcæus went into exile--among other

places, we should note, to Egypt--while his brother took service under

the King of Babylon. Such were the cosmopolitan relations of this

period. The poet also fought for his country against the Athenians in

the struggle for Sigeum, and humorously records the fact that he lost

his shield in the rout. Such a loss was the regular mark of defeat, and

generally regarded as a brand of ignominy to a soldier. But the Ionians

took nothing seriously, not even war. It is strangely illustrative of

the prevalence of types in Greek art that many lyric poets lost their

shields in battle--Alcæus, Archilochus, and Anacreon--while the Roman

Horace was too careful an imitator of the Greek lyric tradition to

neglect their example in this respect. The poetry of Alcæus falls into

two classes--banquet-songs in praise of love and wine, and political

songs attacking his enemies. He too chiefly survives in fragments like

“Wine is the mirror to mortals....”

“Wine, dear child, and Truth....”

Though there is not the fire of Sappho in his work, it is singularly

artistic, polished, and rich in the language of pure poetry. For the

rest we must be content to admit his great reputation in antiquity and

to enjoy him through the medium of Horace’s Latin.

These two great poets, who both flourished about 600 B.C., their

predecessors Archilochus, Arion, Callinus, and Terpander, and their

successors of the next generation Anacreon and Simonides, are the best

representatives of the early culture of Ionia. To complete the picture

we must remember her philosophers. Besides Thales and Bias, the two

Sages (Bias, by the way, is credited with having proposed that the

Ionians should leave their homes _en masse_ and found a united state in

the west), there were students of natural philosophy like Anaximander,

who made the first map and the first sundial and explained the evolution

of life from chaos by the interaction of heat and cold, Heracleitus of

Ephesus, “the weeping philosopher,” or Hecatæus of Miletus, the

grandfather of history and geography. Hecatæus first explained away the

gods as only deified mortals of past ages, a doctrine afterwards called

Euhemerism. This was the Ionian attitude of scepticism which doubtless

is to be discerned in Homer’s attitude to the gods. Even Sappho, the

worshipper of Aphrodite, says in one fragmentary line:

“I know not what the gods are: two notions have I....”

Language is the easiest medium for art. We must not be surprised to find

this high poetic and philosophic standard accompanied chronologically by

plastic work, still to be called archaic, which shows the artist

painfully struggling with his

[Illustration:

_Mansell & Co._

Fig. 1. SCULPTURED COLUMN FROM THE OLD TEMPLE OF ARTEMIS AT EPHESUS

_Mansell & Co._

FIG. 2. RELIEF FROM THE HARPY TOMB, NORTH SIDE

PLATE XXX]

material. Though Miletus was already growing rich with commerce the

Ionian coin types are still very primitive. It is generally believed

that coinage was invented by the Lydians in the seventh century, but for

a long time the marks upon their coins were only mechanical impressions.

One of the earliest attempts at an artistic motive is the coin found at

Halicarnassus bearing a stag and an inscription which seems to mean “I

am the mark of Phanes.” We know of a Phanes at Halicarnassus late in the

sixth century, but this must be the token of an ancestor of his. Most of

these coins are of electrum, a natural mixture of gold and silver.

[Illustration: Coin of Phanes]

Of the sculpture of this region we must be content with two examples.

One is the so-called Harpy Tomb from Xanthus, in Lycia.[37] It shows us

the “harpies” conceived as angels of death--by no means malignant, as

the harpies afterwards became--carrying away the dead. Perhaps it would

be better to call them Kēres, or Fates. In the centre of this north side

is the dead warrior yielding up his helmet to Hades. On the west side

the Queen of the Dead (Persephone) sits in majesty. Over the door is the

common heraldic motive of the suckling goat, and to the right of her

three worshippers bring offerings of poppies and sesame to another

seated goddess. Archæologists date this monument in the latter half of

the sixth century.

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