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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Philothea, by Lydia Maria Child
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+Title: Philothea
+       A Grecian Romance
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+Author: Lydia Maria Child
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+Posting Date: December 7, 2011 [EBook #9982]
+Release Date: February, 2006
+First Posted: November 5, 2003
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+Language: English
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+PHILOTHEA:
+
+A Grecian Romance.
+
+BY L. MARIA CHILD.
+
+AUTHOR OF LETTERS FROM NEW YORK, FLOWERS FOR CHILDREN, ETC
+
+
+
+
+  The intelligible forms of ancient poets,
+  The fair humanities of old religion,
+  The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty,
+  That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain.
+  Or forest by slow stream, or pabbly spring,
+  Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished--
+  They live no longer in the faith of Reason!
+  But still, the heart doth need a language--still
+  Doth the old instinct bring back the old names.
+                                      COLERIDGE.
+
+                               A Spirit hung,
+  Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,
+  Statues, and temples, and memorial tombs,
+  And _emanations_ were perceived.
+                                      WORDSWORTH.
+
+
+A NEW AND CORRECTED EDITION.
+
+
+
+
+To
+
+MY BELOVED BROTHER,
+
+Dr. Francis,
+
+OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY,
+
+To whose Early Influence I owe my Love of Literature
+
+THIS VOLUME
+
+IS RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+This volume is purely romance; and most readers will consider it romance
+of the wildest kind. A few kindred spirits, prone to people space "with
+life and mystical predominance," will perceive a light _within_ the
+Grecian Temple.
+
+For such I have written it. To minds of different mould, who may think
+an apology necessary for what they will deem so utterly useless, I have
+nothing better to offer than the simple fact that I found delight in
+doing it.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+  Here let us seek Athenæ's towers,
+  The cradle of old Cecrops' race,
+  The world's chief ornament and grace;
+  Here mystic fanes and rites divine,
+  And lamps in sacred splendour shine;
+  Here the gods dwell in marble domes,
+  Feasted with costly hecatombs,
+  That round their votive statues blaze,
+  Whilst crowded temples ring with praise;
+  And pompous sacrifices here
+  Make holidays throughout the year.
+                           ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The moon was moving through the heavens in silent glory; and Athens,
+with all her beautiful variety of villas, altars, statues, and temples,
+rejoiced in the hallowed light.
+
+The white columns of the lofty Parthenon stood in distinct relief
+against the clear blue sky; the crest and spear of Pallas Promachos
+glittered in the refulgent atmosphere, a beacon to the distant mariner;
+the line of brazen tripods, leading from the Theatre of Dionysus, glowed
+like urns of fire; and the waters of the Illyssus glanced right
+joyfully, as they moved onward to the ocean. The earth was like a
+slumbering babe, smiling in its sleep, because it dreams of Heaven.
+
+In the most ancient and quiet part of the city, not far from the gate
+Diocharis, was the modest mansion of Anaxagoras; and at this tranquil
+hour, the grand-daughter of the philosopher, with her beloved companion
+Eudora, stood on the roof, enjoying the radiant landscape, and the balmy
+air.
+
+Philothea's tall figure was a lovely union of majesty and grace. The
+golden hair, which she inherited from a Laconian mother, was tastefully
+arranged on the top of her head, in a braided crown, over the sides of
+which the bright curls fell, like tendrils of grapes from the edge of a
+basket. The mild brilliancy of her large dark eyes formed a beautiful
+contrast to a complexion fair even to transparency. Her expression had
+the innocence of infancy; but it was tinged with something elevated and
+holy, which made it seem like infancy in Heaven.
+
+Eudora had more sparkling eyes, lips more richly coloured, and a form
+more slender and flexile. Her complexion might have seemed dark, had it
+not been relieved by a profusion of glossy black hair, a portion of
+which was fastened with a silver arrow, while the remainder shaded her
+forehead, and fell over her shoulders.
+
+As they stood side by side, with their arms twined around each other,
+they were as lovely a sight as the moon ever shone upon. Totally unlike
+each other, but both excellent in beauty. One might have been a model
+for the seraphs of Christian faith, the other an Olympian deity.
+
+For a few moments, Philothea stood in earnest silence, gazing upon the
+bright planet of evening--then, in a tone of deep enthusiasm, she
+exclaimed:
+
+"It is a night to feel the presence of the gods! Virgin sister of
+Phoebus, how calm thou art in thy glorious beauty! Thou art filling the
+world with music--silent to the ear, but audible to the heart! Phidias
+has embodied the unbreathing harmony in stone, and we worship the fair
+proportions, as an emanation from the gods. The birds feel it--and
+wonder at the tune that makes no noise. The whole earth is lulled by its
+influence. All is motionless; save the Naiades of the stream, moving in
+wreathed dance to the voiceless melody. See how their shining hair
+sparkles on the surface of the waters! Surely there is music in this
+light! Eudora, what is it within us, that listens where there is no
+sound? Is it thus we shall hear in Elysium?"
+
+In a subdued and troubled voice, her companion answered, "Oh, Philothea,
+when you talk thus, my spirit is in fear--and now, too, all is so still
+and bright, that it seems as if the gods themselves were listening to
+our speech."
+
+"The same mysterious influence impresses me with awe," replied the
+contemplative maiden: "In such an hour as this, Plato must have received
+the sublime thought, 'God is truth--and light is his shadow.'"
+
+Eudora drew more closely to her friend, and said, timidly: "Oh,
+Philothea, do not talk of the gods. Such discourse has a strange and
+fearful power, when the radiant daughter of Zeus is looking down upon us
+in all her heavenly majesty. Even the midnight procession of the
+Panathenæa affected me less deeply."
+
+After a few moments of serious silence, she continued: "I saw it last
+night, for the first time since my childhood; for you know I was very
+ill when the festival was last celebrated. It was truly a beautiful and
+majestic scene! The virgins all clothed in white; the heifers decorated
+with garlands; the venerable old men bearing branches of olive; the
+glittering chariots; the noble white horses, obeying the curb with such
+proud impatience; the consecrated image of Pallas carried aloft on its
+bed of flowers; the sacred ship blazing with gems and gold; all moving
+in the light of a thousand torches! Then the music, so loud and
+harmonious! It seemed as if all Athens joined in the mighty sound. I
+distinguished you in the procession; and I almost envied you the
+privilege of embroidering the sacred peplus, and being six long months
+in the service of Pallas Athenæ. I have had so much to say since you
+returned, and Phidias has so many guests, that I have found little time
+to ask concerning the magnificent sights you saw within the Acropolis."
+
+"The night would wear away, ere I could describe all I witnessed within
+the walls of the Parthenon alone," rejoined her companion: "There is the
+silver-footed throne, on which Xerxes sat, while he watched the battle
+of Salamis; the scimitar of Mardonius, captured at Platææ; a beautiful
+ivory Persephone, on a pedestal of pure gold; and a Methymnean lyre,
+said to have belonged to Terpander himself, who you know was the first
+that used seven strings. Victorious wreaths, coins, rings, and goblets
+of shining gold, are there without number; and Persian couches, and
+Egyptian sphynxes, and--",
+
+"What do you find so interesting beyond the walls?" asked Eudora,
+smiling at the earnestness with which her friend gazed in the distance:"
+Do the slaves, bringing water from the Fountain of Callirhöe, look so
+very beautiful in the moonlight?"
+
+"I marvel that you can speak so lightly," replied Philothea: "We have as
+yet heard no tidings concerning the decision in the Court of Cynosarges,
+on which the fate of Philæmon depends; and you know how severely his
+high spirit will suffer, if an unfavourable sentence is awarded. Neither
+of us have alluded to this painful topic. But why have we thus lingered
+on the house-top, if it were not to watch for the group which, if I
+mistake not, are now approaching, on their return from Cynosarges?"
+
+"Then it is for Philæmon's sake, that you have so long been looking
+wistfully toward the Illyssus?" said Eudora, playfully.
+
+"I will not deny that Paralus has had the largest share of my thoughts,"
+replied the simple-hearted maiden; "but for Philæmon, as your betrothed
+lover, and the favourite pupil of my grandfather, I feel an interest
+strong enough to keep me on the watch during a less delightful evening
+than this. I think it must be Paralus who walks in the centre of the
+group; we have been separated many months; and courtesy to the numerous
+strangers under his father's roof has prevented our having much
+discourse to-day. For his sake, I am glad once more to be in my own
+happy home. He is none the less dear to me because I know that he can
+never be my husband."
+
+"And why should he not?" exclaimed Eudora: "The blood of princes flowed
+in the veins of your ancestors. If Anaxagoras is poor, it is because he
+has preferred wisdom to gold."
+
+With a faint sigh, Philothea answered, "Had the good old man preferred
+gold to wisdom, I should have loved him less; nor would his instructions
+have made me such a wife as Paralus deserves; yet Pericles would have
+better liked the union. He has obtained from his son a solemn promise
+never to speak to me of marriage. The precaution was unnecessary; for
+since this new law has passed, I would not marry Paralus, even with his
+father's consent. I would never be the means of bringing degradation and
+losses upon him."
+
+"If you still love Paralus, I wonder you can be so quiet and cheerful,"
+said Eudora.
+
+"I wished him to make the required promise, because obedience to parents
+is our first duty," replied Philothea; "and had I thought otherwise, the
+laws compel it. But the liberty of loving Paralus, no power can take
+from me; and in that I find sufficient happiness. I am bound to him by
+ties stronger than usually bind the hearts of women. My kind grandfather
+has given me an education seldom bestowed on daughters; and from our
+childhood, Paralus and I have shared the same books, the same music, and
+the same thoughts, until our souls seem to be one. When I am very happy,
+I always see a peculiar brightness on his countenance; and when I am
+powerfully impressed by any of the fair sights of this beautiful world,
+or by those radiant deities who live among the stars, often, before I
+can speak my thoughts, he utters my very words. I sometimes think the
+gods have united human beings by some mysterious principle, like the
+according notes of music. Or is it as Plato has supposed, that souls
+originally one have been divided, and each seeks the half it has lost?
+Eudora, if you consider how generally maidens are bestowed in marriage
+without consulting their affections, you must confess that you have
+reason to feel deeply grateful for your own lot."
+
+"Yet this new law against those of foreign parentage, renders marriage
+with me as dishonourable as with you," rejoined the maiden: "Nay, it is
+much more so; for I am a slave, though, by courtesy, they do not call me
+one."
+
+"But Philæmon has no parents to forbid his choice," said Philothea;
+"and if the court decide against him, he will incur no fine by a
+marriage with you; for he himself will then be a sojourner in Athens.
+The loss of his paternal estates will indeed leave him poor; but he has
+friends to assist his own energies, and in all probability, your union
+will not be long delayed. Ah, now I am certain that Anaxagoras
+approaches, with Paralus and Philæmon. They perceive us; but Paralus
+does not wave his hand, as he promised to do, if they brought good
+tidings."
+
+Without appearing to share her anxiety, Eudora carelessly inquired, "Did
+you witness the Festival of Torches, while you were within the
+Acropolis? The swiftness of the runners, moving in the light of their
+own torches, making statues and temples ruddy with the glow as they
+passed, was truly a beautiful sight. I suppose you heard that Alcibiades
+gained the prize? With what graceful celerity he darted through the
+course! I was at Aspasia's house that evening. It is so near the goal,
+that we could plainly see his countenance flushed with excitement and
+exercise, as he stood waving his unextinguished torch in triumph."
+
+"I am sorry Phidias considers improvement in music of sufficient
+consequence to encourage your visits to that dangerous woman," answered
+Philothea: "It was an unpropitious day for Athens when she came here to
+invest vice with all the allurements of beauty and eloquence."
+
+"I think women should judge kindly of Aspasia's faults, and remember
+that they are greatly exaggerated by her enemies," rejoined Eudora; "for
+she proves that they are fit for something better than mere domestic
+slaves. Her house is the only one in all Greece where women are allowed
+to be present at entertainments. What is the use of a beautiful face, if
+one must be shut up in her own apartment for ever? And what avails skill
+in music, if there is no chance to display it? I confess that I like the
+customs Aspasia is trying to introduce."
+
+"And I should like them, if I believed they would make the Grecian women
+something _better_ than mere domestic slaves," said Philothea; "but such
+as Aspasia will never raise women out of the bondage in which they are
+placed by the impurity and selfishness of man. Your own confessions,
+Eudora, do not speak well for her instructions. Why should a
+true-hearted woman wish to display her beautiful face, or her skill in
+music, to any but those on whom her affections are bestowed?"
+
+"It is natural to wish for admiration," replied the handsome maiden:
+"The goddesses themselves contended for it. You, at least, ought not to
+judge Aspasia harshly; for she has the idea that you are some deity in
+disguise; and she has the most extravagant desire to see you."
+
+"Flattery to ourselves does not change the nature of what is wrong,"
+answered Philothea. "Pericles has more than once mentioned Aspasia's
+wish that I should visit her; but nothing short of my grandfather's
+express command will ever induce me to do it. Our friends are now
+entering the gate. Let us go to welcome them."
+
+Eudora hastily excused herself under the plea of duties at home; and
+Philothea, supposing it might be painful to meet her unfortunate lover
+in the presence of others, forebore to urge it.
+
+A paternal blessing beamed from the countenance of Anaxagoras, the
+moment Philothea appeared. Paralus greeted her as a brother welcomes a
+cherished sister; but in the earnest kindness of his glance was
+expressed something more deep and heart-stirring than his words implied.
+
+Philæmon, though more thoughtful than usual, received his own and
+Eudora's friend, with cheerful cordiality. His countenance had the frank
+and smiling expression of one who truly wishes well to all men, and
+therefore sees everything reflected in forms of joy. His figure was
+athletic, while his step and bearing indicated the promptitude and
+decision of a man who acts spontaneously from his own convictions.
+
+Paralus, far from being effeminate, was distinguished for his dexterity
+and skill in all the manly sports of the gymnasium; but the purity of
+his complexion, and the peculiarly spiritual expression of his face,
+would have been deemed beautiful, even in a woman. The first he probably
+derived from his mode of life; for, being a strict Pythagorean, he never
+partook of animal food. The last was the transparent medium of
+innocence, through which thoughts and affections continually showed
+their changing forms of life.
+
+In answer to her eager questions, Philothea soon learned that her fears
+had prophesied aright concerning the decision of the court. Philæmon
+had been unsuccessful; but the buoyant energy of his character did not
+yield even to temporary despondency. He spoke of his enemies without
+bitterness, and of his own prospects with confidence and hope.
+
+Philothea would have immediately gone to convey the tidings to her
+friend, had not Philæmon early taken his leave, and passed through the
+garden into the house of Phidias.
+
+Paralus remained until a late hour, alternately talking with the
+venerable philosopher, and playing upon his flute, while Philothea sung
+the songs they had learned together.
+
+In the course of conversation, Anaxagoras informed his child that
+Pericles particularly urged her attendance at Aspasia's next symposium.
+"I obey my grandfather, without a question," she replied; "but I would
+much rather avoid this visit, if it were possible."
+
+"Such is likewise my wish," rejoined the philosopher; "but Pericles has
+plainly implied that he should be offended by refusal; it is therefore
+necessary to comply with his request."
+
+The maiden looked doubtingly at her lover, as if she deemed his
+sanction necessary; and the inquiring glance was answered by an
+affectionate smile. "I need not repeat my thoughts and feelings with
+regard to Aspasia," said Paralus, "for you know them well; but for many
+reasons it is not desirable that an estrangement should take place
+between my father and Anaxagoras. Since, therefore, it has pleased
+Pericles to insist upon it, I think the visit had better be made. You
+need not fear any very alarming innovation upon the purity of ancient
+manners. Even Aspasia will reverence you,"
+
+Philothea meekly yielded to the opinion of her friends; and it was
+decided that, on the evening after the morrow, she should accompany her
+grandfather to Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+Before proceeding farther, it is necessary to relate the situation of
+the several characters introduced in this chapter.
+
+Anaxagoras had been the tutor of Pericles, and still retained
+considerable influence over him; but there were times when the
+straightforward sincerity, and uncompromising integrity of the old man
+were somewhat offensive and troublesome to his ambitious pupil. For the
+great Athenian statesman, like modern politicians, deemed honesty
+excellent in theory, and policy safe in practice. Thus admitting the
+absurd proposition that principles entirely false and corrupt in the
+abstract are more salutary, in their practical manifestation, than
+principles essentially good and true.
+
+While Pericles was determined to profit by diseases of the state, the
+philosopher was anxious to cure them; therefore, independently of
+personal affection and gratitude, he was willing to make slight
+concessions, in order to retain some influence over his illustrious
+pupil.
+
+The celebrated Aspasia was an elegant and voluptuous Ionian, who
+succeeded admirably in pleasing the good taste of the Athenians, while
+she ministered to their vanity and their vices. The wise and good
+lamented the universal depravity of manners, sanctioned by her
+influence; but a people so gay, so ardent, so intensely enamoured of the
+beautiful, readily acknowledged the sway of an eloquent and fascinating
+woman, who carefully preserved the appearance of decorum. Like the
+Gabrielles and Pompadours of modern times, Aspasia obtained present
+admiration and future fame, while hundreds of better women were
+neglected and forgotten. The crowds of wealthy and distinguished men who
+gathered around her, were profuse in their flattery, and munificent in
+their gifts; and Pericles so far yielded to her influence, that he
+divorced his wife and married her.
+
+Philæmon was at that time on terms of intimacy with the illustrious
+orator; and he earnestly remonstrated against this union, as alike
+disgraceful to Pericles and injurious to public morals. By this advice
+he incurred the inveterate dislike of Aspasia; who never rested from her
+efforts until she had persuaded her husband to procure the revival of an
+ancient law, by which all citizens who married foreigners, were
+subjected to a heavy fine; and all persons, whose parents were not both
+Athenians, were declared incapable of voting in the public assemblies,
+or of inheriting the estates of their fathers. Pericles the more
+readily consented to this, because such a law at once deprived many
+political enemies of power. Philæmon was the son of Chærilaüs, a
+wealthy Athenian; but his mother had been born in Corinth, though
+brought to Athens during childhood. It was supposed that this latter
+circumstance, added to the patriotism of his family and his own moral
+excellence, would prevent the application of the law in his individual
+case. But Alcibiades, for reasons unknown to the public, united his
+influence with that of Aspasia; and their partizans were active and
+powerful. When the case was tried in the court of illegitimacy at
+Cynosarges, Philæmon was declared a sojourner in Athens, incapable of
+holding any office, and dispossessed of his paternal inheritance.
+
+Eudora was a mere infant when Phidias bought her of a poor goatherd in
+Phelle. The child was sitting upon a rock, caressing a kid, when the
+sculptor first saw her, and the gracefulness of her attitude attracted
+his attention, while her innocent beauty touched his heart. She and her
+nurse had been stolen from the Ionian coast, by Greek pirates. The nurse
+was sold into slavery, and the babe delivered by one of the pirates to
+the care of his mother. The little creature, in her lisping way, called
+herself baby Minta; and this appellation she retained, until Phidias
+gave her the name of Eudora.
+
+Philothea, the orphan daughter of Alcimenes, son of Anaxagoras, was a
+year or two older than Eudora. She was brought to Athens, at about the
+same period; and as they resided very near each other, the habitual
+intercourse of childhood naturally ripened into mature friendship. No
+interruption of this constant intimacy occurred, until Philothea was
+appointed one of the Canephoræ, whose duty it was to embroider the
+sacred peplus, and to carry baskets in the grand procession of the
+Panathenæa. Six months of complete seclusion within the walls of the
+Acropolis, were required of the Canephoræ. During this protracted
+absence, Aspasia persuaded Phidias to bring Eudora frequently to her
+house; and her influence insensibly produced a great change in that
+young person, whose character was even more flexile than her form.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+  "With grace divine her soul is blest,
+  And heavenly Pallas breathes within her breast;
+  In wonderous arts than woman more renowned,
+  And more than woman with deep wisdom crowned.
+                                     HOMER.
+
+
+It was the last market hour of Athens, when Anaxagoras, Philothea, and
+Eudora, accompanied by Geta, the favourite slave of Phidias, stepped
+forth into the street, on their way to Aspasia's residence.
+
+Loud shouts of laughter came from the agoras, and the whole air was
+filled with the hum of a busy multitude. Groups of citizens lingered
+about the porticos; Egyptians, Medians, Sicilians, and strangers from
+all the neighbouring States of Greece, thronged the broad avenue of the
+Piræus; women, carrying upon their heads olive jars, baskets of grapes,
+and vases of water, glided among the crowd, with that majestic motion so
+peculiar to the peasantry in countries where this custom prevails.
+
+Philothea drew the folds of her veil more closely, and clung timidly to
+her venerable protector. But neither this, nor increasing twilight,
+could screen the graceful maidens from observation. Athenians looked
+back as they passed, and foreigners paused to inquire their name and
+parentage.
+
+In a few moments they were under the walls of the Acropolis, walking in
+the shadow of the olive groves, among god-like statues, to which the
+gathering obscurity of evening gave an impressive distinctness--as if
+the light departing from the world, stood petrified in marble.
+
+Thence they entered the inner Ceramicus, where Aspasia resided. The
+building, like all the private houses of Athens, had a plain exterior,
+strongly contrasted by the magnificence of surrounding temples, and
+porticos. At the gate, an image of Hermes looked toward the harbour,
+while Phoebus, leaning on his lyre, appeared to gaze earnestly at the
+dwelling.
+
+A slave, stationed near the door, lighted the way to the apartment where
+Aspasia was reclining, with a Doric harp by her side, on which she had
+just been playing. The first emotion she excited was surprise at the
+radiant and lucid expression, which mantled her whole face, and made the
+very blood seem eloquent. In her large dark eye the proud consciousness
+of intellect was softened only by melting voluptuousness; but something
+of sadness about her beautiful mouth gave indication that the heavenly
+part of her nature still struggled with earth-born passions.
+
+A garland of golden leaves, with large drops of pearl, was interwoven
+among the glossy braids of her hair, and rested on her forehead.
+
+She wore a robe of rich Milesian purple, the folds of which were
+confined on one shoulder within a broad ring of gold, curiously wrought;
+on the other they were fastened by a beautiful cameo, representing the
+head of Pericles. The crimson couch gave a soft flush to the cheek and
+snowy arm that rested on it; and, for a moment, even Philothea yielded
+to the enchantment of her beauty.
+
+Full of smiles, Aspasia rose and greeted Eudora, with the ease and
+gracefulness of one long accustomed to homage; but when the venerable
+philosopher introduced his child, she felt the simple purity emanating
+from their characters, and something of embarrassment mingled with her
+respectful salutation.
+
+Her own face was uncovered, contrary to the custom of Grecian women; and
+after a few of those casual remarks which everywhere serve to fill up
+the pauses in conversation, she playfully seized Eudora's veil, and
+threw it back over her shoulders. She would have done the same to
+Philothea; but the maiden placed her hand on the half transparent
+covering, and said, "With your leave, lady, I remain veiled."
+
+"But I cannot give my leave," rejoined Aspasia, playfully, still keeping
+her hold upon the veil: "I must see this tyrannical custom done away in
+the free commonwealth of Athens. All the matrons who visit my house
+agree with me in this point; all are willing to renounce the absurd
+fashion."
+
+"But in a maiden it would be less seemly," answered Philothea.
+
+Thus resisted, Aspasia appealed to Anaxagoras to exert his authority;
+adding, in an audible whisper, "Phidias has told me that she is as
+lovely as the immortals."
+
+With a quiet smile, the aged philosopher replied, "My child must be
+guided by her own heart. The gods have there placed an oracle, which
+never misleads or perplexes those who listen to it."
+
+Aspasia continued, "From what I had heard of you, Philothea, I expected
+to find you above the narrow prejudices of Grecian women. In _you_ I was
+sure of a mind strong enough to break the fetters of habit. Tell me, my
+bashful maiden, why is beauty given us, unless it be like sunlight to
+bless and gladden the world?"
+
+"Lady," replied the gentle recluse, "beauty is given to remind us that
+the soul should be kept as fair and perfect in its proportions, as the
+temple in which it dwells."
+
+"You are above ordinary women," said Aspasia; "for you hear me allude to
+your beauty without affecting to contradict me, and apparently without
+pleasure."
+
+The sound of voices in earnest conversation announced the approach of
+Pericles with visiters. "Come to my room for a few moments," said
+Aspasia, addressing the maidens: "I have just received a magnificent
+present, which I am sure Eudora will admire. As she spoke, she led the
+way to an upper apartment. When they opened the door, a soft light shone
+upon them from a lamp, which a marble Psyche shaded with her hand, as
+she bent over the couch of Eros.
+
+"Now that we are quite sure of being uninterrupted, you cannot refuse to
+raise your veil," said Aspasia.
+
+Simply and naturally, the maiden did as she was desired; without any
+emotion of displeasure or exultation at the eager curiosity of her
+hostess.
+
+For an instant, Aspasia stood rebuked and silent, in the presence of
+that serene and holy beauty.
+
+With deep feeling she exclaimed, "Maiden, Phidias spoke truly. Even
+thus do we imagine the immortals!"
+
+A faint blush gleamed on Philothea's face; for her meek spirit was
+pained by a comparison with things divine; but it passed rapidly; and
+her whole soul became absorbed in the lovely statues before her.
+
+Eudora's speaking glance seemed to say, "I knew her beauty would
+surprise you!" and then, with the eager gayety of a little child, she
+began to examine the gorgeous decorations of the room.
+
+The couch rested on two sphinxes of gold and ivory, over which the
+purple drapery fell in rich and massive folds. In one corner, a pedestal
+of Egyptian marble supported an alabaster vase, on the edge of which
+were two doves, exquisitely carved, one just raising his head, the other
+stooping to drink. On a similar stand, at the other side, stood a
+peacock, glittering with many coloured gems. The head lowered upon the
+breast formed the handle; while here and there, among the brilliant tail
+feathers, appeared a languid flame slowly burning away the perfumed oil,
+with which the bird was filled.
+
+Eudora clapped her hands, with an exclamation of delight. "That is the
+present of which I spoke," said Aspasia, smiling: "It was sent by
+Artaphernes, the Persian, who has lately come to Athens to buy pictures
+and statues for the great king."
+
+As Philothea turned towards her companion, she met Aspasia's earnest
+gaze. "Had you forgotten where you were?" she asked.
+
+"No, lady, I could not forget that," replied the maiden. As she spoke,
+she hastily withdrew her eyes from an immodest picture, on which they
+had accidentally rested; and, blushing deeply, she added, "But there is
+something so life-like in that slumbering marble, that for a moment I
+almost feared Eudora would waken it."
+
+"You will not look upon the picture," rejoined Aspasia; "yet it relates
+a story of one of the gods you reverence so highly. I am told you are a
+devout believer in these fables?"
+
+"When fiction is the robe of truth, I worship it for what it covers,"
+replied Philothea; "but I love not the degrading fables which poets have
+made concerning divine beings. Such were not the gods of Solon; for such
+the wise and good can never be, in this world or another."
+
+"Then you believe in a future existence?" said Aspasia, with an
+incredulous smile.
+
+With quiet earnestness, Philothea answered:--"Lady, the simple fact that
+the human soul has ever _thought_ of another world, is sufficient proof
+that there is one; for how can an idea be formed by mortals, unless it
+has first existed in the divine mind?"
+
+"A reader of Plato, I perceive!" exclaimed Aspasia: "They told me I
+should find you pure and child-like; with a soul from which poetry
+sparkled, like moonlight on the waters. I did not know that wisdom and
+philosophy lay concealed in its depths."
+
+"Is there any other wisdom, than true simplicity and innocence?" asked
+the maiden.
+
+With a look of delighted interest, Aspasia took her arm familiarly;
+saying, "You and I must be friends. I shall not grow weary of you, as I
+do of other women. Not of you, dearest," she added in an under tone,
+tapping Eudora's cheek. "You must come here constantly, Philothea.
+Though I am aware," continued she, smiling, "that it is bad policy for
+me to seek a guest who will be sure to eclipse me."
+
+"Pardon me, lady," said Philothea, gently disengaging herself:
+"Friendship cannot be without sympathy."
+
+A sudden flush of anger suffused Aspasia's countenance; and Eudora
+looked imploringly at her friend, as she said, "You love _me_,
+Philothea; and I am sure we are very different."
+
+"I crave pardon," interrupted Aspasia, with haughty impatience. "I
+should have remembered that the conversation prized by Pericles and
+Plato, might appear contemptible, to this youthful Pallas, who so
+proudly seeks to conceal her precious wisdom from ears profane."
+
+"Lady, you mistake me," answered Philothea, mildly: "Your intellect,
+your knowledge, are as far above mine, as the radiant stars are above
+the flowers of the field. Besides, I never felt contempt for anything to
+which the gods had given life. It is impossible for me to despise you;
+but I pity you."
+
+"Pity!" exclaimed Aspasia, in a piercing tone, which made both the
+maidens start. "Am I not the wife of Pericles, and the friend of Plato?
+Has not Phidias modelled his Aphrodite from my form? Is there in all
+Greece a poet who has not sung my praises? Is there an artist who has
+not paid me tribute? Phoenicia sends me her most splendid manufactures
+and her choicest slaves; Egypt brings her finest linen and her metals of
+curious workmanship; while Persia unrolls her silks, and pours out her
+gems at my feet. To the remotest period of time, the world,--aye, the
+_world_,--maiden, will hear of Aspasia, the beautiful and the gifted!"
+
+For a moment, Philothea looked on her, silently and meekly, as she stood
+with folded arms, flushed brow, and proudly arched neck. Then, in a
+soft, sad voice, she answered: "Aye, lady--but will your spirit _hear_
+the echo of your fame, as it rolls back from the now silent shores of
+distant ages?"
+
+"You utter nonsense!" said Aspasia, abruptly: "There is no immortality
+but fame. In history, the star of my existence will never set--but shine
+brilliantly and forever in the midst of its most glorious
+constellation!"
+
+After a brief pause, Philothea resumed: "But when men talk of Aspasia
+the beautiful and the gifted, will they add, Aspasia the good--the
+happy--the innocent?"
+
+The last word was spoken in a low, emphatic tone. A slight quivering
+about Aspasia's lips betrayed emotion crowded back upon the heart; while
+Eudora bowed her head, in silent confusion, at the bold admonition of
+her friend.
+
+With impressive kindness, the maiden continued: "Daughter of Axiochus,
+do you never suspect that the homage you receive is half made up of
+selfishness and impurity? This boasted power of intellect--this giddy
+triumph of beauty--what do they do for you? Do they make you happy in
+the communion of your own heart? Do they bring you nearer to the gods?
+Do they make the memory of your childhood a gladness, or a sorrow?"
+
+Aspasia sank on the couch, and bowed her head upon her hands. For a few
+moments, the tears might be seen stealing through her fingers; while
+Eudora, with the ready sympathy of a warm heart, sobbed aloud.
+
+Aspasia soon recovered her composure. "Philothea," she said, "you have
+spoken to me as no one ever dared to speak; but my own heart has
+sometimes uttered the truth less mildly. Yesterday I learned the same
+lesson from a harsher voice. A Corinthian sailor pointed at this house,
+and said, 'There dwells Aspasia, the courtezan, who makes her wealth by
+the corruption of Athens!' My very blood boiled in my veins, that such
+an one as he could give me pain. It is true the illustrious Pericles has
+made me his wife; but there are things which even his power, and my own
+allurements, fail to procure. Ambitious women do indeed come here to
+learn how to be distinguished; and the vain come to study the fashion of
+my garments, and the newest braid of my hair. But the purest and best
+matrons of Greece refuse to be my guests. You, Philothea, came
+reluctantly--and because Pericles would have it so. Yes," she added, the
+tears again starting to her eyes--"I know the price at which I purchase
+celebrity. Poets will sing of me at feasts, and orators describe me at
+the games; but what will that be to me, when I have gone into the silent
+tomb? Like the lifeless guest at Egyptian tables, Aspasia will be all
+unconscious of the garlands she wears.
+
+"Philothea, you think me vain, and heartless, and wicked; and so I am.
+But there are moments when I am willing that this tongue, so praised for
+its eloquence, should be dumb forever--that this beauty, which men
+worship, should be hidden in the deepest recesses of barbarian
+forests--so that I might again be as I was, when the sky was clothed in
+perpetual glory, and the earth wore not so sad a smile as now. Oh,
+Philothea! would to the gods, I had your purity and goodness! But you
+despise me;--for you are innocent."
+
+Soothingly, and almost tearfully, the maiden replied: "No, lady; such
+were not the feelings which made me say we could not be friends. It is
+because we have chosen different paths; and paths that never approach
+each other. What to you seem idle dreams, are to me sublime realities,
+for which I would gladly exchange all that you prize in existence. You
+live for immortality in this world; I live for immortality in another.
+The public voice is your oracle; I listen to the whisperings of the gods
+in the stillness of my own heart; and never yet, dear lady, have those
+two oracles spoken the same language."
+
+Then falling on her knees, and looking up earnestly, she exclaimed,
+"Beautiful and gifted one! Listen to the voice that tries to win you
+back to innocence and truth! Give your heart up to it, as a little child
+led by its mother's hand! Then shall the flowers again breathe poetry,
+and the stars move in music."
+
+"It is too late," murmured Aspasia: "The flowers are scorched--the stars
+are clouded. I cannot again be as I have been."
+
+"Lady, it is _never_ too late," replied Philothea: "You have unbounded
+influence--use it nobly! No longer seek popularity by flattering the
+vanity, or ministering to the passions of the Athenians. Let young men
+hear the praise of virtue from the lips of beauty. Let them see religion
+married to immortal genius. Tell them it is ignoble to barter the
+heart's wealth for heaps of coin--that love weaves a simple wreath of
+his own bright hopes, stronger than massive chains of gold. Urge
+Pericles to prize the good of Athens more than the applause of its
+populace--to value the permanence of her free institutions more than the
+splendour of her edifices. Oh, lady, never, never, had any mortal such
+power to do good!"
+
+Aspasia sat gazing intently on the beautiful speaker, whose tones grew
+more and more earnest as she proceeded.
+
+"Philothea," she replied, "you have moved me strangely. There is about
+you an influence that cannot be resisted. It is like what Pindar says of
+music; if it does not give delight, it is sure to agitate and oppress
+the heart. From the first moment you spoke, I have felt this mysterious
+power. It is as if some superior being led me back, even against my
+will, to the days of my childhood, when I gathered acorns from the
+ancient oak that shadows the fountain of Byblis, or ran about on the
+banks of my own beloved Meander, filling my robe with flowers."
+
+There was silence for a moment. Eudora smiled through her tears, as she
+whispered, "Now, Philothea, sing that sweet song Anaxagoras taught you.
+He too is of Ionia; and Aspasia will love to hear it."
+
+The maiden answered with a gentle smile, and began to warble the first
+notes of a simple bird-like song.
+
+"Hush!" said Aspasia, putting her hand on Philothea's mouth, and
+bursting into tears--"It was the first tune I ever learned; and I have
+not heard it since my mother sung it to me."
+
+"Then let me sing it, lady," rejoined Philothea: "It is good for us to
+keep near our childhood. In leaving it, we wander from the gods."
+
+A slight tap at the door made Aspasia start up suddenly; and stooping
+over the alabaster vase of water, she hastened to remove all traces of
+her tears.
+
+As Eudora opened the door, a Byzantian slave bowed low, and waited
+permission to speak.
+
+"Your message?" said Aspasia, with queenly brevity.
+
+"If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your
+presence."
+
+"We come directly," she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian
+closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory
+Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a
+curl that had strayed from its golden fillet.
+
+As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own
+fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, "Aspasia is herself
+again!"
+
+Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep
+sigh followed to the room below.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+  All is prepared--the table and the feast--
+  With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions.
+  Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound:
+  Here rich perfumes are seen--there cakes and cates
+  Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes
+  Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn.
+  What more? A troop of dancing women fair,
+  And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius.
+                                  ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The room in which the guests were assembled, was furnished with less of
+Asiatic splendour than the private apartment of Aspasia; but in its
+magnificent simplicity there was a more perfect manifestation of ideal
+beauty. It was divided in the middle by eight Ionic columns, alternately
+of Phrygian and Pentelic marble. Between the central pillars stood a
+superb statue from the hand of Phidias, representing Aphrodite guided by
+Love, and crowned by Peitho, goddess of Persuasion. Around the walls
+were Phoebus and Hermes in Parian marble, and the nine Muses in ivory. A
+fountain of perfumed water, from the adjoining room, diffused coolness
+and fragrance, as it passed through a number of concealed pipes, and
+finally flowed into a magnificent vase, supported by a troop of Naiades.
+
+In a recess stood the famous lion of Myron, surrounded by infant Loves,
+playing with his paws, climbing his back, and decorating his neck with
+garlands. This beautiful group seemed actually to live and move in the
+clear light and deep shadows derived from a silver lamp suspended above.
+
+The walls were enriched with some of the choicest paintings of
+Apollodorus, Zeuxis, and Polygnotus. Near a fine likeness of Pericles,
+by Aristolaus, was Aspasia, represented as Chloris scattering flowers
+over the earth, and attended by winged Hours.
+
+It chanced that Pericles himself reclined beneath his portrait, and
+though political anxiety had taken from his countenance something of the
+cheerful freshness which characterized the picture, he still retained
+the same elevated beauty--the same deep, quiet expression of
+intellectual power. At a short distance, with his arm resting on the
+couch, stood his nephew Alcibiades, deservedly called the handsomest man
+in Athens. He was laughing with Hermippus, the comic writer, whose
+shrewd, sarcastic and mischievous face was expressive of his calling.
+Phidias slowly paced the room, talking of the current news with the
+Persian Artaphernes. Anaxagoras reclined near the statue of Aphrodite,
+listening and occasionally speaking to Plato, who leaned against one of
+the marble pillars, in earnest conversation with a learned Ethiopian.
+
+The gorgeous apparel of the Asiatic and African guests, contrasted
+strongly with the graceful simplicity of Grecian costume. A
+saffron-coloured mantle and a richly embroidered Median vest glittered
+on the person of the venerable Artaphernes. Tithonus, the Ethiopian,
+wore a skirt of ample folds, which scarcely fell below the knee. It was
+of the glorious Tyrian hue, resembling a crimson light shining through
+transparent purple. The edge of the garment was curiously wrought with
+golden palm leaves. It terminated at the waist in a large roll, twined
+with massive chains of gold, and fastened by a clasp of the far-famed
+Ethiopian topaz. The upper part of his person was uncovered and
+unornamented, save by broad bracelets of gold, which formed a
+magnificent contrast with the sable colour of his vigorous and
+finely-proportioned limbs.
+
+As the ladies entered, the various groups came forward to meet them; and
+all were welcomed by Aspasia with earnest cordiality and graceful
+self-possession. While the brief salutations were passing, Hipparete,
+the wife of Alcibiades came from an inner apartment, where she had been
+waiting for her hostess. She was a fair, amiable young matron, evidently
+conscious of her high rank. The short blue tunic, which she wore over a
+lemon-coloured robe, was embroidered with golden grasshoppers; and on
+her forehead sparkled a jewelled insect of the same species. It was the
+emblem of unmixed Athenian blood; and Hipparete alone, of all the ladies
+present, had a right to wear it. Her manners were an elaborate copy of
+Aspasia; but deprived of the powerful charm of unconsciousness, which
+flowed like a principle of life into every motion of that beautiful
+enchantress.
+
+The momentary silence, so apt to follow introductions, was interrupted
+by an Ethiopian boy, who, at a signal from Tithonus, emerged from behind
+the columns, and kneeling, presented to Aspasia a beautiful box of
+ivory, inlaid with gold, filled with the choicest perfumes. The lady
+acknowledged the costly offering by a gracious smile, and a low bend of
+the head toward the giver.
+
+The ivory was wrought with exquisite skill, representing the imaginary
+forms of the constellations, studded with golden stars. The whole rested
+on a golden image of Atlas, bending beneath the weight. The box was
+passed from hand to hand, and excited universal admiration.
+
+"Were these figures carved by an artist of your own country?" asked
+Phidias.
+
+With a smile, Tithonus replied, "You ask the question because you see a
+Grecian spirit in those forms. They were indeed fashioned by an
+Ethiopian; but one who had long resided in Athens."
+
+"There is truly a freedom and variety in these figures, which I have
+rarely seen even in Greece," rejoined Phidias; "and I have never met
+with those characteristics in Ethiopian or Egyptian workmanship."
+
+"They belong not to the genius of those countries," answered Tithonus:
+"Philosophy and the arts are but a manifestation of the intelligible
+ideas that move the public mind; and thus they become visible images of
+the nations whence they emanate. The philosophy of the East is misty and
+vast--with a gleam of truth here and there, resting like sunlight on the
+edge of a dark and mighty cloud. Hence, our architecture and statuary is
+massive and of immense proportions. Greece is free--therefore she has a
+philosopher, who sees that every idea must have a form, and in every
+form discovers its appropriate life. And because philosophy has
+perceived that the principle of vitality and beauty flows from the
+divine mind into each and every earthly thing, therefore Greece has a
+sculptor, who can mould his thoughts into marble forms, from which the
+free grandeur of the soul emanates like a perpetual presence." As he
+spoke, he bowed low to Plato and Phidias.
+
+"The gigantic statues of Sicily have fair proportions," said Plato; "and
+they have life; but it is life in deep repose. There is the vastness of
+eternity, without the activity of time."
+
+"The most ancient statuary of all nations is an image of death; not of
+sleeping energy," observed Aspasia. "The arms adhere rigidly to the
+sides, the feet form one block; and even in the face, the divine ideal
+seems struggling hard to enter the reluctant form. But thanks to
+Pygmalion of Cyprus, we now have the visible impress of every passion
+carved in stone. The spirit of beauty now flows freely into the
+harmonious proportions, even as the oracle is filled by the inspiration
+of the god. Now the foot bounds from the pedestal, the finger points to
+the stars, and life breathes from every limb. But in good time the
+Lybian pipe warns us that the feast is ready. We must not soar too far
+above the earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her
+fruit-trees and vines."
+
+"Yet it is ever thus, when Plato is with us," exclaimed Pericles. "He
+walks with his head among the stars--and, by a magic influence, we rise
+to his elevation, until we perceive the shadows of majestic worlds,
+known in their reality only to the gods. As the approach of Phoebus
+fills the priestess with prophecy, so does this son of Phoebus impart
+something of his own eloquence to all who come within its power."
+
+"You speak truly, O Pericles," replied Tithonus; "but it is a truth felt
+only by those who are in some measure worthy to receive it. Aspasia
+said wisely, that the spirit of beauty flows in, only where the
+proportions are harmonious. The gods are ever with us, but few feel the
+presence of the gods."
+
+Philothea, speaking in a low tone to Eudora, added, "And Plato rejoices
+in their glorious presence, not only because he walks with his head
+among the stars, but because he carries in his heart a blessing for
+every little child."
+
+These words, though spoken almost in a whisper, reached the ear of the
+philosopher himself; and he turned toward the lovely speaker with a
+beaming glance, which distinctly told that his choicest blessings were
+bestowed upon spirits pure and gentle as her own.
+
+Thus conversing, the guests passed between the marble columns, and
+entered that part of the room where the banquet was prepared. Aspasia
+filled a golden basket with Athenian olives, Phoenician dates, and
+almonds of Naxos, and whispering a brief invocation, placed it on a
+small altar, before an ivory image of Demeter, which stood in the midst
+of the table. Seats covered with crimson cloth were arranged at the end
+of the couches, for the accommodation of women; but the men reclined in
+Asiatic fashion, while beautiful damsels sprinkled perfumes on their
+heads, and offered water for their hands in vases of silver.
+
+In choosing one to preside over the festivities of the evening, the lot
+fell upon Tithonus; but he gracefully declined the office, saying it
+properly belonged to an Athenian.
+
+"Then I must insist that you appoint your successor," said Aspasia.
+
+"Your command partakes little of the democracy of Athenian
+institutions," answered he, smiling; "but I obey it cheerfully; and
+will, as most fitting, crown the wisest." He arose, as he spoke, and
+reverently placed the chaplet on the head of Plato.
+
+"I will transfer it to the most beautiful," rejoined the philosopher;
+and he attempted to place the garland on the brow of Alcibiades. But the
+young man prevented him, and exclaimed, "Nay--according to your own
+doctrines, O admirable Plato, wisdom should wear the crown; since beauty
+is but its outward form."
+
+Thus urged, Plato accepted the honours of the banquet; and taking a
+handful of garlands from the golden urn on which they were suspended, he
+proceeded to crown the guests. He first placed upon Aspasia's head a
+wreath of bright and variegated flowers, among which the rose and the
+myrtle were most conspicuous. Upon Hipparete he bestowed a coronal of
+violets, regarded by the proud Athenians as their own peculiar flower.
+Philothea received a crown of pure white lilies.
+
+Aspasia, observing this, exclaimed, "Tell me, O Plato, how you knew that
+wreath, above all the others, was woven for the grand-daughter of
+Anaxagoras?"
+
+"When I hear a note of music, can I not at once strike its chord?"
+answered the philosopher: "Even as surely is there an everlasting
+harmony between the soul of man and the visible forms of creation. If
+there were no innocent hearts, there would be no white lilies."
+
+A shadow passed over Aspasia's expressive countenance; for she was aware
+that her own brilliant wreath contained not one purely white blossom.
+But her features had been well-trained to conceal her sentiments; and
+her usual vivacity instantly returned.
+
+The remainder of the garlands were bestowed so rapidly, that there
+seemed scarcely time for deliberate choice; yet Pericles wore the oak
+leaves sacred to Zeus; and the laurel and olive of Phoebus rested on the
+brow of Phidias.
+
+A half mischievous smile played round Aspasia's lips, when she saw the
+wreath of ivy and grape leaves placed on the head of Alcibiades. "Son of
+Aristo," she exclaimed, "the Phoenician Magii have given you good skill
+in divination. You have bestowed every garland appropriately."
+
+"It needed little magic," replied Plato, "to know that the oaken leaves
+belonged to one whose eloquence is so often called Olympian; or that the
+laurel was due to him who fashioned Pallas Parthenia; and Alcibiades
+would no doubt contend boldly with any man who professed to worship the
+god of vineyards with more zeal than himself."
+
+The gay Athenian answered this challenge by singing part of an
+Anacreontic ode, often repeated during the festivities of the Dionysia:
+
+  "To-day I'll haste to quaff my wine,
+  As if to-morrow ne'er should shine;
+  But if to-morrow comes, why then--
+  I'll haste to quaff my wine again.
+
+  For death may come with brow unpleasant--
+  May come when least we wish him present,
+  And beckon to the sable shore,
+  And grimly bid us--drink no more!"
+
+This profane song was sung in a voice so clear and melodious, that
+Tithonus exclaimed, "You err, O Plato, in saying the tuneful soul of
+Marsyas has passed into the nightingale; for surely it remains with this
+young Athenian. Son of Clinias, you must be well skilled in playing upon
+the flute the divine airs of Mysian Olympus?"
+
+"Not I, so help me Dionysus!" lisped Alcibiades. "My music master will
+tell you that I ever went to my pipes reluctantly. I make ten sacrifices
+to equestrian Poseidon, where I offer one gift to the Parnassian
+chorus."
+
+"Stranger, thou hast not yet learned the fashions of Athens," said
+Anaxagoras, gravely. "Our young equestrians now busy themselves with
+carved chariots, and Persian mantles of the newest mode. They vie with
+each other in costly wines; train doves to shower luxuriant perfumes
+from their wings; and upon the issue of a contest between fighting
+quails, they stake sums large enough to endow a princess. To play upon
+the silver-voiced flute is Theban-like and vulgar. They leave that to
+their slaves."
+
+"And why not leave laughter to the slaves?" asked Hermippus; "since
+anything more than a graceful smile distorts the beauty of the features?
+I suppose bright eyes would weep in Athens, should the cheeks of
+Alcibiades be seen puffed out with vulgar wind-instruments."
+
+"And can you expect the youth of Athens to be wiser than their gods?"
+rejoined Aspasia. "Pallas threw away her favourite flute, because Hera
+and Aphrodite laughed at her distorted countenance while she played upon
+it. It was but a womanly trick in the virgin daughter of Zeus."
+
+Tithonus looked at the speaker with a slight expression of surprise;
+which Hermippus perceiving, he thus addressed him, in a cool, ironical
+tone: "O Ethiopian stranger, it is evident you know little of Athens; or
+you would have perceived that a belief in the gods is more vulgar than
+flute-playing. Such trash is deemed fit for the imbecility of the aged,
+and the ignorance of the populace. With equestrians and philosophers, it
+is out of date. You must seek for it among those who sell fish at the
+gates; or with the sailors at Piræus and Phalerum."
+
+"I have visited the Temple of Poseidon, in the Piræus," observed
+Aspasia; "and I saw there a multitude of offerings from those who had
+escaped shipwreck." She paused slightly, and added, with a significant
+smile, "But I perceived no paintings of those who had been wrecked,
+notwithstanding their supplications to the god."
+
+As she spoke, she observed that Pericles withdrew a rose from the
+garland wherewith his cup was crowned; and though the action was so
+slight as to pass unobserved by others, she instantly understood the
+caution he intended to convey by that emblem sacred to the god of
+silence.
+
+At a signal from Plato, slaves filled the goblets with wine, and he rose
+to propose the usual libation to the gods. Every Grecian guest joined in
+the ceremony, singing in a recitative tone:
+
+  Dionysus, this to thee,
+  God of warm festivity!
+  Giver of the fruitful vine,
+  To thee we pour the rosy wine!
+
+Music, from the adjoining room, struck in with the chorus, and continued
+for some moments after it had ceased.
+
+For a short time, the conversation was confined to the courtesies of the
+table, as the guests partook of the delicious viands before them. Plato
+ate olives and bread only; and the water he drank was scarcely tinged
+with Lesbian wine. Alcibiades rallied him upon this abstemiousness; and
+Pericles reminded him that even his great pattern, Socrates, gave
+Dionysus his dues, while he worshipped the heaven-born Pallas.
+
+The philosopher quietly replied, "I can worship the fiery God of Vintage
+only when married with Nymphs of the Fountain."
+
+"But tell me, O Anaxagoras and Plato," exclaimed Tithonus, "if, as
+Hermippus hath said, the Grecian philosophers discard the theology of
+the poets? Do ye not believe in the Gods?"
+
+Plato would have smiled, had he not reverenced the simplicity that
+expected a frank and honest answer to a question so dangerous.
+Anaxagoras briefly replied, that the mind which did not believe in
+divine beings, must be cold and dark indeed.
+
+"Even so," replied Artiphernes, devoutly; "blessed be Oromasdes, who
+sends Mithras to warm and enlighten the world! But what surprises me
+most is, that you Grecians import new divinities from other countries,
+as freely as slaves, or papyrus, or marble. The sculptor of the gods
+will scarcely be able to fashion half their images."
+
+"If the custom continues," rejoined Phidias, "it will indeed require a
+life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+
+"Thanks to the munificence of artists, every deity has a representative
+in my dwelling," observed Aspasia.
+
+"I have heard strangers express their surprise that the Athenians have
+never erected a statue to the principle of _Modesty_" said Hermippus.
+
+"So much the more need that we enshrine her image in our own hearts,"
+rejoined Plato.
+
+The sarcastic comedian made no reply to this quiet rebuke. Looking
+toward Artaphernes, he continued: "Tell me, O servant of the great king,
+wherein the people of your country are more wise in worshipping the sun,
+than we who represent the same divinity in marble!"
+
+"The principles of the Persian religion are simple, steady, and
+uniform," replied Artaphernes; "but the Athenian are always changing.
+You not only adopt foreign gods, but sometimes create new ones, and
+admit them into your theology by solemn act of the great council. These
+circumstances have led me to suppose that you worship them as mere
+forms. The Persian Magii do indeed prostrate themselves before the
+rising Sun; but they do it in the name of Oromasdes, the universal
+Principle of Good, of whom that great luminary is the visible symbol. In
+our solemn processions, the chariot sacred to Oromasdes precedes the
+horse dedicated to Mithras; and there is deep meaning in the
+arrangement. The Sun and Zodiac, the Balance and the Rule, are but
+emblems of truths, mysterious and eternal. As the garlands we throw on
+the sacred fire feed the flame, rather than extinguish it, so the
+sublime symbols of our religion are intended to preserve, not to
+conceal, the truths within them."
+
+"Though you disclaim all images of divinity," rejoined Aspasia, "yet we
+hear of your Mithras pictured like a Persian King, trampling on a
+prostrate ox."
+
+With a smile, Artaphernes replied, "I see, lady, that you would fain
+gain admittance to the Mithraic cave; but its secrets, like those of
+your own Eleusis, are concealed from all save the initiated."
+
+"They tell us," said Aspasia, "that those who are admitted to the
+Eleusinian mysteries die in peace, and go directly to the Elysian
+fields; while the uninitiated wander about in the infernal abyss."
+
+"Of course," said Anaxagoras, "Alcibiades will go directly to Elysium,
+though Solon groped his way in darkness."
+
+The old philosopher uttered this with imperturbable gravity, as if
+unconscious of satirical meaning; but some of the guests could scarcely
+repress a smile, as they recollected the dissolute life of the young
+Athenian.
+
+"If Alcibiades spoke his real sentiments," said Aspasia, "I venture to
+say he would tell us that the mystic baskets of Demeter, covered with
+long purple veils, contain nothing half so much worth seeing, as the
+beautiful maidens who carry them."
+
+She looked at Pericles, and saw that he again cautioned her, by raising
+the rose toward his face, as if inhaling its fragrance.
+
+There was a brief pause, which Anaxagoras interrupted, by saying, "The
+wise can never reverence images merely as images. There is a mystical
+meaning in the Athenian manner of supplicating the gods with garlands on
+their heads, and bearing in their hands boughs of olive twined with
+wool. Pallas, at whose birth we are told gold rained upon the earth, was
+unquestionably a personification of wisdom. It is not to be supposed
+that the philosophers of our country consider the sun itself as anything
+more than a huge ball of fire; but the sight of that glorious orb leads
+the contemplative soul to the belief in one Pure Intelligence, one
+Universal Mind, which in manifesting itself produces order in the
+material world, and preserves the unconfused distinction of infinite
+varieties."
+
+"Such, no doubt, is the tendency of all reflecting minds," said Phidias;
+"but in general, the mere forms are worshipped, apart from the sacred
+truths they represent. The gods we have introduced from Egypt are
+regarded by the priests of that learned land as emblems of certain
+divine truths brought down from ancient times. They are like the Hermae
+at our doors, which outwardly appear to rest on inexpressive blocks of
+stone; but when opened, they are found to contain beautiful statues of
+the gods within them. It is not so with the new fables which the Greeks
+are continually mixing with their mythology. Pygmalion, as we all know,
+first departed from the rigid outline of ancient sculpture, and
+impressed life and motion upon marble. The poets, in praise of him,
+have told us that his ardent wishes warmed a statue into a lovely and
+breathing woman. The fable is fanciful and pleasing in itself; but will
+it not hereafter be believed as reality? Might not the same history be
+told of much that is believed? It is true," added he, smiling, "that I
+might be excused for favouring a belief in images, since mortals are
+ever willing to have their own works adored."
+
+"What! does Plato respond to the inquiries of Phidias?" asked
+Artaphernes.
+
+The philosopher replied: "Within the holy mysteries of our religion is
+preserved a pure and deep meaning, as the waters of Arethusa flow
+uncontaminated beneath the earth and the sea. I do not presume to decide
+whether all that is believed has the inward significancy. I have ever
+deemed such speculations unwise. If the chaste daughter of Latona always
+appears to my thoughts veiled in heavenly purity, it is comparatively
+unimportant whether I can prove that Acteon was torn by his dogs, for
+looking on the goddess with wanton eyes. Anaxagoras, said wisely that
+material forms lead the contemplative mind to the worship of ideal good,
+which is in its nature immortal and divine. Homer tells us that the
+golden chain resting upon Olympus reaches even to the earth. Here we see
+but a few of the last links, and those imperfectly. We are like men in a
+subterranean cave, so chained that they can look only forward to the
+entrance. Far above and behind us is a glowing fire: and beautiful
+beings, of every form, are moving between the light and us poor fettered
+mortals. Some of these bright beings are speaking, and others are
+silent. We see only the shadows cast on the opposite wall of the
+cavern, by the reflection of the fire above; and if we hear the echo of
+voices, we suppose it belongs to those passing shadows. The soul, in its
+present condition, is an exile from the orb of light; its ignorance is
+forgetfulness; and whatever we can perceive of truth, or imagine of
+beauty, is but a reminiscence of our former more glorious state of
+being. He who reverences the gods, and subdues his own passions, returns
+at last to the blest condition from which he fell. But to talk, or
+think, about these things with proud impatience, or polluted morals, is
+like pouring pure water into a miry trench; he who does it disturbs the
+mud, and thus causes the clear water to become defiled. When Odysseus
+removed his armour from the walls, and carried it to an inner apartment,
+invisible Pallas moved before him with her golden lamp, and filled the
+place with radiance divine. Telemachus, seeing the light, exclaimed,
+'Surely, my father, some of the celestial gods are present.' With deep
+wisdom, the king of Ithaca replied, 'Be silent. Restrain your intellect,
+and speak not.'"
+
+"I am rebuked, O Plato," answered Phidias; "and from henceforth, when my
+mind is dark and doubtful, I will remember that transparent drops may
+fall into a turbid well. Nor will I forget that sometimes, when I have
+worked on my statues by torch-light, I could not perceive their real
+expression, because I was carving in the shadow of my own hand."
+
+"Little can be learned of the human soul, and its connection with the
+Universal Mind," said Anaxagoras: "These sublime truths seem vague and
+remote, as Phoeacia appeared to Odysseus like a vast shield floating on
+the surface of the distant ocean.
+
+"The glimmering uncertainty attending all such speculations, has led me
+to attach myself to the Ionic sect, who devote themselves entirely to
+the study of outward nature."
+
+"And this is useful," rejoined Plato: "The man who is to be led from a
+cave will more easily see what the heavens contain by looking to the
+light of the moon and the stars, than by gazing on the sun at noon-day."
+
+Here Hermippus interrupted the discourse, by saying, "The son of Clinias
+does not inform us what _he_ thinks of the gods. While others have
+talked, he has eaten."
+
+"I am a citizen and a soldier--neither priest nor philosopher," replied
+Alcibiades: "With a strong arm and a willing heart to fight for my
+country, I leave others to settle the attributes of her gods. Enough for
+me, that I regularly offer sacrifices in their temples, and pour
+libations upon their altars. I care very little whether there be Elysian
+fields, or not. I will make an Elysium for myself, as long as Aspasia
+permits me to be surrounded by forms so beautiful, and gives me nectar
+like this to drink." He replaced the goblet, from which he had drunk
+deeply, and exclaimed, "By Dionysus! they quaff nothing better than this
+in voluptuous Ionia!"
+
+"Methinks a citizen and a soldier might find a more worthy model in
+Spartan, than in Ionian manners," said Anaxagoras; "but the latter truly
+suits better with the present condition of Athens."
+
+"A condition more glorious than that of any other people upon earth,"
+exclaimed Pericles, somewhat warmly: "The story of Athens, enthroned in
+her beauty and power, will thrill through generous hearts, long after
+other nations are forgotten."
+
+"She is like a torch sending forth its last bright blaze, before it is
+extinguished forever," replied Anaxagoras, calmly: "Where idle
+demagogues control the revenues of industrious citizens, the government
+cannot long stand. It is a pyramid with the base uppermost."
+
+"You certainly would not blame the wisdom of Aristides, in allowing the
+poor as well as the rich, the privilege of voting?" said Pericles.
+
+"A moderate supply of wealth is usually the result of virtuous and
+industrious habits; and it should be respected merely for what it
+indicates," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Aristides, and other wise men, in
+their efforts to satisfy the requirements of a restless people, have
+opened a sluice, without calculating how it would be enlarged by the
+rushing waters, until the very walls of the city are undermined by its
+power."
+
+"But can the safety of the state be secured by merely excluding the
+vicious poor?" said Plato. "Are there not among us vicious rich men, who
+would rashly vote for measures destructive of public good, if they could
+thereby increase their own wealth? He who exports figs to maintain
+personal splendour, when there is famine in Attica, has perhaps less
+public virtue than the beggar, who steals them to avoid starvation."
+
+"But the vicious rich man will bribe the beggar to vote as he
+dictates," replied Anaxagoras; "and thus his power of doing evil becomes
+two fold."
+
+"Your respect for permanent institutions makes you blind to the love of
+change, inherent and active in the human mind," said Pericles. "If
+society be like the heaving ocean, those who would guide their vessels
+in safety, must obey the winds and the tides."
+
+"Nay, Pericles," replied the old man, earnestly; "if society be a
+tumultuous ocean, government should be its everlasting shores. If the
+statesman watches wind and tide only that his own bark may ride through
+the storm in safety, while every fresh wave sweeps a landmark away, it
+is evident that, sooner or later, the deluge must come."
+
+The discourse was growing too serious to be agreeable to Pericles, who
+well knew that some of his best friends deemed he had injured the state,
+by availing himself too freely of the democratic tendencies of the
+people. Plato, perceiving this, said, "If it please you, Anaxagoras, we
+will leave these subjects to be discussed in the Prytaneum and the
+Agoras. Fair and glorious is the violet-crowned city, and let us trust
+the gods will long preserve it so."
+
+"Thou hast well spoken, son of Aristo," replied Artaphernes: "Much as I
+had heard of the glory and beauty of Athens, it far surpasses my hopes.
+Perhaps I find myself lingering to gaze on the Odeum more frequently
+than on any other of your magnificent edifices; not for its more
+impressive beauty; but because it is in imitation of our Great King's
+Pavilion."
+
+Hermippus looked up, and smiled with ill-natured significance; for
+Cratinus, the ribald, had openly declared in the theatre, that Pericles
+needed only to look in his mirror, to discover a model for the sloping
+roof of the Odeum. Athenian guests were indignant at being thus reminded
+of the gross allusion to a deformity conspicuous in the head of their
+illustrious statesman; but Artaphernes, quite unconscious of his
+meaning, continued: "The noble structure is worthy of him who planned
+it. Yet the unpretending beauty of some of your small temples makes me
+feel more as if I were in the presence of a god. I have often marvelled
+what it is in those fair white columns, that charms me so much more than
+the palaces of the East, refulgent with gems and gold."
+
+"The beauty that lies _within_ has ever a mysterious power," answered
+Plato. "An amethyst may beam in the eye of a statue; but what, save the
+soul itself, can give the expression of soul? The very spirit of harmony
+is embodied in the proportions of the Parthenon. It is marble music. I
+sometimes think the whole visible beauty of creation is formed from the
+music of the Infinite; and that the various joys we feel are but the
+union of accordant notes in the great chorus of the universe. There is
+music in the airy dance; music in poetry; music in the glance of a
+beautiful woman; music in the involutions and inflexions of numbers;
+above all, there is music in light! And what _Light_ is in this world,
+_Truth_ is in that glorious world to which the mind of man returns after
+its long exile. Yes, there is music in light! Hence, Phoebus is god of
+the Sun and of the Lyre, and Memnon yields sweet sounds to welcome
+approaching day. For this reason, the disciples of Zoroaster and
+Pythagoras hail the rising sun with the melody of harps; and the birds
+pour forth their love of light in song. Perchance the order of the
+universe is revealed in the story of Thebes rising to the lyre of
+Amphion; and Ibycus might have spoken sublime truth, when he told of
+music in the motion of the everlasting stars."
+
+Philothea had listened so earnestly, that for a moment all other
+thoughts were expelled from her mind. She threw back her veil, and with
+her whole soul beaming from her face, she exclaimed, "O Plato, I once
+_heard_ the music of the stars! Ibycus"----
+
+The ardent gaze of Alcibiades restored her to painful consciousness;
+and, blushing deeply, she replaced her veil. Aspasia smiled; but Plato,
+with gentle reverence, asked, "What would Philothea say of the divine
+Ibycus?"
+
+The timid maiden gave no reply; and the tears of innocent shame were
+seen falling fast upon her trembling arm.
+
+With that ready skill, which ever knows how to adapt itself to the
+circumstances of the moment, Aspasia gave a signal to her attendants,
+and at once the mingled melody of voices and instruments burst upon the
+ear. It was one of the enchanting strains of Olympus the Mysian; and
+every heart yielded to its influence. A female slave noiselessly brought
+Aspasia's silver harp, and placed before her guests citharas and lyres,
+of ivory inlaid with gold. One by one, new voices and instruments joined
+in the song; and when the music ceased, there was a pause of deep and
+silent joy.
+
+"Shame to the feast, where the praises of Harmodius are not sung," said
+Pericles, smiling, as he looked toward Eudora. With rapid fingers the
+maiden touched her lyre, and sung the patriotic song of Callistratus:
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as brave Harmodius did,
+  And as Aristogeiton his avenging weapon hid;
+  When they slew the haughty tyrant and regained our liberty,
+  And, breaking down oppression, made the men of Athens free.
+
+  "Thou art not, loved Harmodius, thou art not surely dead,
+  But to some secluded sanctuary far away art fled;
+  With the swift-footed Achilleus, unmolested there to rest,
+  And to rove with Diomedes through the islands of the blest.
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as Aristogeiton did,
+  And as the brave Harmodius his avenging weapon hid;
+  When on Athenæ's festival they aimed the glorious blow,
+  And calling on fair freedom, laid the proud Hipparchus low.
+
+  "Thy fame, beloved Harmodius, through ages still shall brighten,
+  Nor ever shall thy glory fade, beloved Aristogeiton;
+  Because your country's champions ye nobly dared to be,
+  And striking down the tyrant, made the men of Athens free."
+
+The exhilarating notes stirred every Grecian heart. Some waved their
+garlands in triumph, while others joined in the music, and kept time
+with branches of myrtle.
+
+"By Phoebus! a glorious song and divinely sung," exclaimed Alcibiades:
+"But the lovely minstrel brings danger to our hearts in those sweet
+sounds, as Harmodius concealed his sword among myrtle leaves."
+
+Hipparete blushed, and with a quick and nervous motion touched her
+cithara. With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, "Continue the music, I
+pray you." The tune being left to her own choice, the young matron sang
+Anacreon's Ode to the Grasshopper. Her voice was not unpleasing; but it
+contrasted disadvantageously with the rich intonations of Eudora; and if
+the truth must be told, that dark-haired damsel was quite too conscious
+of the fact.
+
+Tithonus expressed an earnest desire to hear one of Pindar's odes; and
+Philothea, urged by Aspasia, began with a quivering hand to accompany
+herself on the harp. Her voice was at first weak and trembling; and
+Plato, to relieve her timidity, joined in the music, which soon gushed
+forth, clear, deep, and melodious:
+
+  "Hail, celestial Poesy!
+  Fair enchantress of mankind!
+  Veiled in whose sweet majesty
+  Fables please the human mind.
+  But, as year rolls after year,
+  These fictitious charms decline;
+  Then, O man, with holy fear,
+  Write and speak of things divine.
+  Of the heavenly natures say
+  Nought unseemly, or profane--
+  Hearts that worship and obey,
+  Are preserved from guilty stain."
+
+Oppressed with the grandeur of the music, and willing to evade the tacit
+reproach conveyed in the words, Aspasia touched her lyre, and, with
+mournful tenderness, sung Danæ's Hymn to her Sleeping Infant. Then,
+suddenly changing to a gayer measure, she sang, with remarkable
+sweetness and flexibility of voice:
+
+  "While our rosy fillets shed
+  Blushes o'er each fervid head,
+  With many a cup, and many a smile,
+  The festal moments we beguile.
+  And while the harp impassioned flings
+  Tuneful rapture from the strings,
+  Some airy nymph, with fluent limbs,
+  Through the dance luxuriant swims,
+  Waving in her snowy hand,
+  The leafy Dionysian wand,
+  Which, as the tripping wanton flies,
+  Shakes its tresses to her sighs.
+
+At these words, a troop of graceful maidens, representing the Zephyrs
+and the Hours, glided in and out, between the marble columns, pelting
+each other with roses, as they flew through the mazes of the dance.
+
+Presently, the music, more slow and measured in its cadence, announced
+the dance of Ariadne guiding her lover from the Labyrinth. In obedience
+to a signal from Aspasia, Eudora sprang forward to hold the silken cord,
+and Alcibiades darted forward to perform the part of Theseus. Slowly,
+but gracefully as birds balancing themselves on the air, the maidens
+went through the difficult involutions of the dance. They smiled on each
+other, as they passed and repassed; and though Eudora's veil concealed
+the expression of her features, Philothea observed, with an undefined
+feeling of apprehension, that she showed no tokens of displeasure at the
+brief whispers and frequent glances of Alcibiades.
+
+At last, Pericles bade the attendants bring forth the goblet of the Good
+Genius. A large golden bowl, around which a silver grape-vine twined its
+luxuriant clusters, was immediately placed before him, filled with the
+rich juices of the Chian grape. Then Plato, as king of the feast,
+exclaimed, "The cup of the Good Genius is filled. Pledge him in unmixed
+wine."
+
+The massive goblet passed among all the guests; some taking a deep
+draught, and others scarcely moistening their lips with the wine. When
+the ceremony was finished, Pericles said, "Now, if it pleases Hermippus,
+we should like to see him in the comic dance, for which he is so
+celebrated."
+
+Philothea looked earnestly at her grandfather. He instantly understood
+her wishes, and bade farewell to Aspasia; urging the plea that his child
+was unused to late hours, and too timid to be in the streets of Athens
+without his protection. Phidias requested that Eudora might accompany
+them; and Hipparete likewise asked leave to depart. Aspasia bestowed
+gifts on her visiters, according to the munificent custom of the
+country. To Hipparete she gave a bracelet of pearls; to Philothea, a
+lyre of ivory and gold; and to Eudora, a broad clasp for her mantle, on
+which the car of Aphrodite, drawn by swans, was painted in enamel, by
+Polygnotus, the inventor of the art.
+
+Alcibiades chose to remain at his wine; but slaves with torches were in
+readiness at the gates, and Hipparete lived in the Ceramicus, within
+sight of Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+A rapid walk soon restored the maidens to their own peaceful homes.
+Philothea, with the consent of Anaxagoras, went to share the apartment
+of her friend; which, separated only by a small garden, was almost
+within hearing of her own.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+  Much I dislike the beamless mind,
+  Whose earthly vision, unrefined,
+  Nature has never formed to see
+  The beauties of simplicity!
+  Simplicity, the flower of Heaven,
+  To souls elect by nature given."
+                           ANACREON.
+
+
+As the maidens entered their apartment, Eudora rather abruptly dismissed
+Dione, the aged nurse, who had been waiting their arrival. Her favourite
+dog was sleeping on the couch; and she gave the little creature a hasty
+box on the ear, which made him spring suddenly to the floor, and look up
+in her face, as if astonished at such ungentle treatment.
+
+Philothea stooped down and caressed the animal, with a slightly
+reproachful glance at her friend.
+
+"He was sleeping on my mantle," said the petulant damsel.
+
+"His soft, white fur could not have harmed it," rejoined her companion;
+"and you know that Hylax himself, as well as the mantle, was a gift from
+Philæmon."
+
+Eudora carelesssly tossed the mantle over her embroidery frame, from
+which it trailed along the dusty floor. Philothea looked earnestly in
+her face, unable to comprehend such wayward conduct. "It is evident you
+do not want my company to-night," she said; "I will therefore return to
+my own apartment."
+
+The peevish maiden slowly untied her sandal, without making any reply.
+Philothea's voice trembled slightly, as she added, "Good night, Eudora,
+To-morrow I hope you will tell me how I have offended you."
+
+"Stay! Stay!" exclaimed the capricious damsel; and she laid her hand
+coaxingly on her friend's arm. Philothea smiled a ready forgiveness.
+
+"I know I am very petulant to-night," said Eudora; "but I do not believe
+you yourself could listen to Hipparete without being vexed. She is so
+stupid, and so haughty. I don't think she spoke ten words to-night
+without having a grasshopper for one of them. She is so proud of her
+pure Athenian blood! Do you know she has resolved to employ a skilful
+artificer from Corinth, to make her an ivory box just like the one
+Tithonus gave Aspasia; but she took care to inform me that it should be
+inlaid with golden grasshoppers, instead of stars. A wise and witty
+device, is't not? to put grasshoppers in the paws of transformed
+Calisto, and fasten them in the belt of Orion. The sky will be so purely
+Athenian, that Hipparete herself might condescend to be a
+constellation."
+
+The talkative maiden laughed at her own conceit; and even her more
+serious companion could not refrain from a smile, as with untiring
+volubility she continued: "Then she told me that she herself embroidered
+her grasshopper robe, and bade me admire the excellence of the pattern.
+She said Plato could not possibly have mistaken the wreath intended for
+her; knowing, as he did, that her father and mother were both descended
+from the most ancient families in Athens; and she repeated a list of
+ancestors with names all ending in _ippus_ and _ippides_. When, in
+answer to her question, I acknowledged that the ornament in her hair
+was beautiful, she told me she would gladly give me one like it, if it
+were proper for me to wear it. I do so detest the sight of that Athenian
+emblem! I would walk to the fields of Acharnae, on purpose to crush a
+grasshopper."
+
+"You put yourself in a singular passion for such a harmless insect,"
+replied Philothea, smiling. "I hope there are none of them within
+hearing. You know the poets say they rose from the ashes of men, who,
+when the Muses first had existence, pined away for the love of song; and
+that after death they go to Parnassus, and inform the most ancient
+Calliope, the heavenly Urania, and the amorous Erato, concerning the
+conversation of their votaries. If they are truly the children of song,
+they will indeed forget their own resentments; but your conversation
+would be so unlikely to make a favourable impression on the tuneful
+sisters, that it may be well for you the insects are now sleeping."
+
+"If the tattling tribe were all awake and listening," replied Eudora, "I
+would freely give them leave to report all I say against Astronomy, or
+Poetry, or Music. If this be the test, I am willing to be tried with
+Hipparete at the court of the Muses. If she were less stupid, I think I
+could tolerate her pride. But I thought she would never have done with a
+long story about a wine-stain that nearly spoiled her new dove-coloured
+robe; the finest from the looms of Ecbatana; the pattern not to be
+matched in all Greece; and Aspasia half wild to obtain one like it. She
+did not fail to inform me that the slave who had spilled the wine, was
+tied to the olive-tree in the garden, and whipped six days in
+succession. I never saw her in my life that she did not remind me of
+being a slave."
+
+"Dearest Eudora," said Philothea, "how can you make yourself so unhappy
+on this subject? Has not Phidias, from the first hour he bought you,
+allowed you all the privileges of a daughter?"
+
+"Yes," replied Eudora; "but the very circumstance that I was bought with
+his money embitters it all. I do not thank him that I have been taught
+all which becomes an Athenian maiden; for I can never be an Athenian.
+The spirit and the gifts of freedom ill assort with the condition of a
+slave. I wish he had left me to tend goats and bear burdens, as other
+slaves do; to be beaten as they are beaten; starved as they are starved;
+and die as they die. I should not then have known my degradation. I
+would have made friends with the birds and the flowers, and never had a
+heart-wound from a proud Athenian fool."
+
+Philothea laid her hand gently on her friend's arm, and gazing on her
+excited countenance, she said, "Eudora, some evil demon vexes you
+strangely to-night. Did I not know the whole tenor of your blameless
+life, I should fear you were not at peace with your own conscience."
+
+Eudora blushed deeply, and busily caressed the dog with her foot.
+
+In a mild, clear voice, Philothea continued: "What _now_ prevents you
+from making friendship with the birds and the flowers! And why do you
+cherish a pride so easily wounded? Yes, it is pride, Eudora. It is
+useless disguise to call it by another name. The haughtiness of others
+can never make us angry, if we ourselves are humble. Besides, it is
+very possible that you are unjust to Hipparete. She might very naturally
+have spoken of her slave's carelessness, without meaning to remind you
+of bondage."
+
+"She _did_ mean it," replied Eudora, with angry emphasis. "She is always
+describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter; because she knows I am
+excluded from the temple. I hope I shall live to see her proud heart
+humbled."
+
+"Nay, Eudora," said Philothea, turning mournfully away: "Your feelings
+are strangely embittered; the calm light of reason is totally obscured
+by the wild torch-dance of your passions. Methinks hatred itself need
+wish Hipparete no worse fate than to be the wife of so bold and bad a
+man as Alcibiades."
+
+"Oh, Philothea! I wonder you can call him bold," rejoined Eudora. "He
+looks steadily at no one; his eyelashes ever rest on his face, like
+those of a modest maiden."
+
+"Aye, Eudora--but it is not the expression of a sinless heart, timidly
+retiring within the shrine of its own purity; it is the shrinking of a
+conscience that has something to conceal. Little as we know about the
+evils of the world, we have heard enough of Alcibiades, to be aware that
+Hipparete has much need to seek the protection of her patron goddess."
+
+"She had better worship in the temple of Helen, at Therapne," answered
+Eudora, sharply: "The journey might not prove altogether hopeless; for
+that temple is said to confer beauty on the ugliest woman that ever
+entered it." As the peevish damsel said this, she gave a proud glance
+at her own lovely person, in the mirror, before which a lamp was
+burning.
+
+Philothea had often seen her friend in petulant moods; but she had never
+before known her to evince so much bitterness, or so long resist the
+soothing influence of kindness. Unwilling to contend with passions she
+could not subdue, and would not flatter, she remained for some moments
+in serious silence.
+
+The expression of her countenance touched Eudora's quick feelings; and
+she said, in an humble tone, "I know I am doing wrong, Philothea, but I
+cannot help it."
+
+Her friend calmly replied, "If you believe you cannot help it, you
+deceive yourself; and if you do not believe it, you had better not have
+said it."
+
+"Now you are angry with me," exclaimed the sensitive maiden; and she
+burst into tears.
+
+Philothea passed her arm affectionately round her waist, saying, "I am
+not angry with you, Eudora; but while I love you, I cannot and ought not
+to love the bad feelings you cherish. Believe me, my dear friend, the
+insults of others can never make us wretched, or resentful, if all is
+right within our own hearts. The viper that stings us is always
+nourished within us. Moreover, I believe, dearest Eudora, that half your
+wrongs are in your own imagination. I too am a foreigner; but I have
+been very happy within the walls of Athens."
+
+"Because you have never been a slave," retorted her companion; "and you
+have shared privileges that strangers are seldom allowed to share. You
+have been one of the Canephoræ; you have walked in the grand
+procession of the Panathenæa: and your statue in pure Pentelic marble,
+upholds the canopy over the sacred olive-tree. I know that your skilful
+fingers, and your surpassing beauty have deserved these honours; but you
+must pardon me, if I do not like the proud Athenians quite so well as
+you do."
+
+"I gratefully acknowledge the part I have been allowed to take in the
+sacred service of Pallas," replied the maiden; "but I owe it neither to
+my beauty, nor my skill in embroidery. It was a tribute to that wise and
+good old man, my grandfather."
+
+"And I," said Eudora, in a tone of deep melancholy, "have neither
+grandfather, parent, or brother to care for me."
+
+"Who could have proved a better protector than Phidias has been?"
+inquired her gentle friend.
+
+"Philothea, I cannot forget that I am his slave. What I said just now in
+anger, I repeat in sober sadness; it would be better for me to have a
+slave's mind with a slave's destiny."
+
+"I have no doubt," replied Philothea, "that Phidias continues to be your
+master merely that he may retain lawful power to protect you, until you
+are the wife of Philæmon."
+
+"Some slaves have been publicly registered as adopted children," said
+Eudora.
+
+"But in order to do that," rejoined her friend, "it is necessary to
+swear to their parentage; and yours is unknown. If it were not for this
+circumstance, I believe Phidias would be most willing to adopt you."
+
+"No, Philothea--Phidias would do no such thing. He is good and kind. I
+know that I have spoken of him as I ought not to have spoken. But he is
+a proud man. He would not adopt a nameless orphan, found with a poor
+goatherd of Phelle. Had I descended from any of the princes conquered by
+Grecian valour, or were I even remotely allied with any of the
+illustrious men that Athens has ostracised, then indeed I might be the
+adopted daughter of Phidias," After a short pause, she added, "If he
+enfranchised me without adoption, I think I should have no difficulty in
+finding a protector;" and again the maiden gave a triumphant glance at
+her mirror.
+
+"I am aware that your marriage with Philæmon has only awaited the
+termination of these unfortunate law-suits," replied Philothea: "Though
+he is not rich, it cannot be very long before he is able to take you
+under his protection; and as soon as he has the power, he will have the
+disposition."
+
+"Will he, indeed!" exclaimed Eudora; and she trotted her little foot
+impatiently.
+
+"You are altogether mysterious to-night," said Philothea: "Has any
+disagreement arisen between you and Philæmon, during my absence?"
+
+"He is proud, and jealous; and wishes me to be influenced by every whim
+of his," answered the offended beauty.
+
+"The fetters of love are a flowery bondage," rejoined Philothea:
+"Blossoms do not more easily unfold themselves to the sunshine, than
+woman obeys the object of her affections. Don't you remember the little
+boy we found piping so sweetly, under the great plane-tree by the
+fountain of Callirhöe? When my grandfather asked him where he learned to
+play so well, he answered; with a look of wondering simplicity, that it
+'piped itself.' Methinks this would be the reply of a loving woman, to
+one who inquired how her heart had learned submission. But what has
+Philæmon required, that you consider so unreasonable?"
+
+"He dislikes to have me visit Aspasia; and was angry because I danced
+with Alcibiades."
+
+"And did you tell him that you went to Aspasia's house, in conformity
+with the express directions of Phidias?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"Why don't you say of my _master_?" interrupted Eudora, contemptuously.
+
+Without noticing the peevishness of this remark, her friend continued:
+"Are you quite sure that you have not been more frequently than you
+would have been, if you had acted merely in reluctant obedience to the
+will of Phidias. I am not surprised that Philæmon is offended at your
+dancing with Alcibiades; assuredly a practice, so boldly at variance
+with the customs of the country, is somewhat unmaidenly."
+
+"It is enough to be one man's slave," replied Eudora. "I will dance with
+whom I please. Alcibiades is the handsomest, and the most graceful, and
+the most agreeable man in Athens--at least every body says so. I don't
+know why I should offend him to please Philæmon."
+
+"I thought there was a very satisfactory reason," observed Philothea,
+quietly: "Alcibiades is the husband of Hipparete, and you are the
+promised wife of Philæmon. I would not have believed the person who
+told me that Eudora seriously called Alcibiades the handsomest and most
+agreeable man in Athens."
+
+"The sculptors think him pre-eminently beautiful," answered Eudora; "or
+they would not so often copy his statue in the sacred images of Hermes.
+Socrates applied Anacreon's eloquent praise of Bathyllus to him, and
+said he saw in his lips 'Persuasion sleeping upon roses.'"
+
+"That must have been in the days of youthful innocence," replied
+Philothea: "Surely his countenance has now nothing divine in its
+expression; though I grant the colouring rich, and the features regular.
+He reminds me of the Alexandrian coin; outwardly pleasing to the eye but
+inwardly made of base metal. Urania alone confers the beauty-giving
+zone. The temple of Aphrodite in the Piræus is a fitting place for the
+portrait of Alcibiades; and no doubt he is well pleased that the people
+go there in throngs to see him represented leaning on the shoulder of
+the shameless Nemea."
+
+"If Aristophon chose to paint him side by side with the beautiful Nemea,
+it is no fault of his," said Eudora.
+
+"The artist would not have dared so to represent Plato, or Philæmon, or
+Paralus," rejoined Philothea; "nor would Alcibiades allow his picture
+thus to minister to the corruption of the Athenians, if he had any
+perception of what is really beautiful. I confess, Eudora, it pained me
+to see you listen to his idle flattery. He worships every handsome
+woman, who will allow herself to be polluted by his incense. Like
+Anacreon, his heart is a nest for wanton loves. He is never without a
+brood of them--some trying their wings, some in the egg, and some just
+breaking the shell."
+
+With slight resentment in her manner, Eudora answered: "Anacreon is the
+most beautiful of poets; and I think you speak too harshly of the son of
+Clinias."
+
+"I am sorry for you, if you can perceive the beautiful where the pure is
+wanting," rejoined Philothea; "You have changed, since my residence in
+the Acropolis. The cherub Innocence, that was once the ever-present
+deity in your soul, has already retired deeper within the shrine, and
+veils his face in presence of the vain thoughts you have introduced
+there. I fear Aspasia has made you believe that a passion for
+distinction is but another name for love of the good, the true, and the
+beautiful. Eudora, if this false man has flattered you, believe me, he
+is always ready to bestow the same upon others. He has told me that I
+was the loveliest of earthly objects; no doubt he has told you the same;
+but both cannot be true."
+
+"You!" exclaimed her companion: "Where could he find opportunity to
+address such language to you?"
+
+"Where a better man would have had better thoughts," replied Philothea:
+"It was during the sacred festival of the Panathenæa. A short time
+before midnight, it was my duty to receive the sacred basket from the
+hands of the priestess, and deposit it in the cave, beneath the Temple
+of Urania, in the gardens. Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended
+me, carrying a lighted torch. Having entered the cave, I held the torch
+while she took up the other sacred basket, which was there in readiness
+to be conveyed to the Parthenon; and we again stepped forth into the
+gardens. A flood of light streamed from the Temple, so clear and
+strong, that I could distinctly see the sacred doves, among the
+multitude of fragrant roses--some sleeping in the shaded nooks, others
+fluttering from bush to bush, or wheeling round in giddy circles,
+frightened by the glare. Near a small lake in the centre of the gardens,
+stood Myron's statue of the heavenly Urania, guiding a dove to her
+temple by a garland of flowers. It had the pure and placid expression of
+the human soul, when it dwells in love and peace. In this holy
+atmosphere we paused for a moment in silent reverence. A smiling band of
+infant hours came clustering round my memory, and softly folded
+themselves about my heart. I thought of those early days, when, hand in
+hand with Paralus, I walked forth in the spring-time, welcoming the
+swallows to our shores, and gathering fragrant thyme to feed my bees. We
+did not then know that bees and young hearts need none to take thought
+for their joy, but best gather their own sweet nourishment in sunlight
+and freedom. I remembered the helpless kid that Paralus confided to my
+care. When we dressed the little creature in wreaths, we mourned that
+flowers would not _grow_ in garlands; for it grieved our childish hearts
+to see them wither. Once we found, in the crevice of a moss-covered
+rock, a small nest with three eggs. Paralus took one of them in his
+hand; and when we had admired its beauty, he kissed it reverently, and
+returned it to its hiding-place. It was the natural outpouring of a
+heart brimful of love for all things pure and simple. Paralus ever lived
+in affectionate communion with the birds and the flowers. Firm in
+principle, but gentle in affection, he himself is like the rock, in
+whose bosom the loving bird found a sheltered nook, so motherly and
+safe, where she might brood over her young hopes in quiet joy."
+
+The maiden's heart had unconsciously followed her own innocent
+recollections, like the dove led by a garland; and for a few moments she
+remained silent in thoughtful tenderness.
+
+Eudora's changeful and perturbed spirit had been soothed by the serene
+influence of her friend; and she too was silent for awhile. But the
+giddy images that had of late been reeling their wild dance through her
+brain, soon came back in glittering fantasy.
+
+"Philothea!" she exclaimed, abruptly, "you have not told me where you
+met Alcibiades?"
+
+The maiden looked up suddenly, like an infant startled from sweet dreams
+by some rude noise. Recovering from her surprise, she smiled, and said,
+"Eudora, your question came upon me like his unexpected and unwelcome
+presence in the sacred gardens. I told you that we stood by that quiet
+lake in meek reverence; worshipping,--not the marble image before
+us,--but the Spirit of Beauty, that glides through the universe,
+breathing the invisible through visible forms, in such mysterious
+harmony. Suddenly Eucoline touched my arm with a quick and timid motion.
+I turned and saw a young man gazing earnestly upon us. Our veils, which
+had been thrown back while we looked at the statue, were instantly
+dropped, and we hastily retraced our steps. The stranger followed us,
+until we passed under the shade of the olive grove, within sight of the
+Propylæa. He then knelt, and attempting to hold me by the robe, poured
+forth the wildest protestations of love. I called aloud for protection;
+and my voice was heard by the priests, who were passing in and out of
+the Acropolis, in busy preparation for the festival. The young man
+suddenly disappeared; but he was one of the equestrians that shared in
+the solemnities of the night, and I again saw him as I took my place in
+the procession. I had then never seen Alcibiades; but when I met him
+to-night, I immediately recognized the stranger who spoke so rudely in
+the olive-grove."
+
+"You must forgive me," said Eudora, "if I am not much disposed to blame
+mortal man for wishing to look upon your face a second time. Even Plato
+does homage to woman's beauty."
+
+"True, Eudora; but there is reverence mingled with his homage. The very
+atmosphere around Alcibiades seemed unholy. I never before met such a
+glance; and the gods grant I may never meet such another. I should not
+have mentioned the occurrence, even to you, had I not wished to warn you
+how lightly this volatile Athenian can make love."
+
+"I heard something of this before," rejoined Eudora; "but I did not know
+the particulars."
+
+"How could you have heard of it?" inquired Philothea, with an accent of
+strong surprise.
+
+"Alcibiades had a more eager curiosity than yourself," replied Eudora.
+"He soon ascertained the name of the lovely Canephoræ that he saw in
+the Gardens of Urania; and he has never ceased importuning Aspasia,
+until you were persuaded to visit her house."
+
+The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with
+indignant crimson. "Was it for this purpose," she said, "that I was
+induced to yield my own sense of propriety to the solicitations of
+Pericles? It is ever thus, when we disobey the gods, to please mortals.
+How could I believe that any motive so harmless as idle curiosity
+induced that seductive and dangerous woman to urge me into her
+unhallowed presence?"
+
+"I marvelled at your courage in talking to her as you did," said Eudora.
+
+"Something within impelled me," replied Philothea, reverently;--"I did
+not speak from myself."
+
+Eudora remained in serious silence for a moment; and then said, "Can you
+tell me, Philothea, what you meant by saying you once heard the stars
+sing? Or is that one of those things concerning which you do not love to
+have me inquire?"
+
+The maiden replied: "As I sat at my grandfather's feet, near the statue
+of Phoebus in the portico, at early dawn, I heard music, of soft and
+various sounds, floating in the air; and I thought perchance it was the
+farewell hymn of the stars, or the harps of the Pleiades, mourning for
+their lost sister.--I had never spoken of it; but to-night I forgot the
+presence of all save Plato, when I heard him discourse so eloquently of
+music."
+
+"And were you as unhappy as you expected to be during this visit?"
+inquired her friend.
+
+"Some portions of the evening I enjoyed exceedingly," replied Philothea.
+"I could have listened to Plato and Tithonus, until I grew old in their
+presence. Their souls seem to move in glowing moonlight, as if
+surrounded by bright beings from a better world."
+
+Eudora looked thoughtfully in her friend's face. "It is strange," she
+said, "how closely you associate all earthly objects with things divine.
+I have heard Anaxagoras say that when you were a little child, you
+chased the fleeting sunshine through the fields, and called it the
+glittering wings of Phoebus Apollo, as he flew over the verdant earth.
+And still, dearest Philothea, your heart speaks the same language.
+Wherever you look, you see the shining of god-like wings. Just so you
+talked of the moonlight, the other evening. To Hipparete, that solemn
+radiance would have suggested no thought except that lamp-light was more
+favourable to the complexion; and Hermippus would merely have rejoiced
+in it, because it saved him the expense of an attendant and a torch, as
+he reeled home from his midnight revels. I seldom think of sacred
+subjects, except when I am listening to you; but they then seem so
+bright, so golden, so divine, that I marvel they ever appear to me like
+cold, dim shadows."
+
+"The flowers of the field are unlike, but each has a beauty of its own;
+and thus it is with human souls," replied Philothea.
+
+For a brief space there was silence. But Eudora, true to the restless
+vivacity of her character, soon seized her lyre, and carelessly touching
+the strings, she hummed one of Sappho's ardent songs:
+
+  "More happy than the gods is he,
+  Who soft reclining sits by thee;
+  His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles,
+  His eyes thy sweetly dimpled smiles.
+  This, this, alas! alarmed my breast,
+  And robbed me of my golden rest."
+
+Philothea interrupted her, by saying, "I should much rather hear
+something from the pure and tender-hearted Simonides."
+
+But the giddy damsel, instead of heeding her request, abruptly
+exclaimed, "Did you observe the sandals of Artaphernes sparkle as he
+walked? How richly Tithonus was dressed! Was it not a magnificent
+costume?"
+
+Philothea, smiling at her childish prattle, replied, "It was gorgeous,
+and well fancied; but I preferred Plato's simple robe, distinguished
+only by the fineness of its materials, and the tasteful adjustment of
+its folds."
+
+"I never saw a philosopher that dressed so well as Plato," said Eudora.
+
+"It is because he loves the beautiful, even in its minutest forms,"
+rejoined Philothea; "in that respect he is unlike the great master he
+reverences so highly."
+
+"Yes--men say it is a rare thing to meet either Socrates or his robe
+lately returned from the bath," observed Eudora; "yet, in those three
+beautiful statues, which Pericles has caused to be placed in the
+Propylæa, the philosopher has carved admirable drapery. He has clothed
+the Graces, though the Graces never clothed him. I wonder Aristophanes
+never thought of that jest. Notwithstanding his willingness to please
+the populace with the coarse wit current in the Agoras, I think it
+gratifies his equestrian pride to sneer at those who are too frugal to
+buy coloured robes, and fill the air with delicious perfumes as they
+pass. I know you seldom like the comic writers. What did you think of
+Hermippus?"
+
+"His countenance and his voice troubled me, like the presence of
+evil," answered Philothea. "I rejoiced that my grandfather withdrew with
+us, as soon as the goblet of the Good Genius passed round, and before he
+began to dance the indecent cordax."
+
+"He has a sarcastic, suspicious glance, that might sour the ripest
+grapes in Chios," rejoined Eudora. "The comic writers are over-jealous of
+Aspasia's preference to the tragic poets; and I suppose she permitted
+this visit to bribe his enmity; as ghosts are said to pacify Cerberus
+with a cake. But hark! I hear Geta unlocking the outer gate. Phidias has
+returned; and he likes to have no lamp burn later than his own. We must
+quickly prepare for rest; though I am as wakeful as the bird of Pallas."
+
+She began to unclasp her girdle, as she spoke, and something dropped
+upon the floor.
+
+Philothea was stooping to unlace her sandal, and she immediately picked
+it up.
+
+It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.
+
+Eudora took it with a deep blush, saying, "Aspasia gave it to me."
+
+Her friend looked very earnestly in her face for a moment, and sighed as
+she turned away. It was the first time she had ever doubted Eudora's
+truth.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+                     "Two several gates
+  Transmit those airy phantoms. One of horn,
+  And of sawn ivory one. Such dreams as pass
+  The gate of ivory, prove empty sounds;
+  While others, through the polished horn effused,
+  Whose eye soe'er they visit, never fail."
+                                           HOMER.
+
+
+The dwellings of Anaxagoras and Phidias were separated by a garden
+entirely sheltered from public observation. On three sides it was
+protected by the buildings, so as to form a hollow square; the remainder
+was screened by a high stone wall. This garden was adorned with statues
+and urns, among which bloomed many choice shrubs and flowers. The entire
+side of Anaxagoras' house was covered with a luxuriant grape-vine, which
+stretched itself out on the roof, as if enjoying the sunshine. The
+women's apartments communicated by a private avenue, which enabled the
+friends to see each other as conveniently as if they had formed one
+household.
+
+The morning after the conversation we have mentioned, Philothea rose
+early, and returned to her own dwelling. As she passed through the
+avenue, she looked into the garden, and smiled to see, suspended by a
+small cord thrown over the wall, a garland, fastened with a
+delicately-carved arrow, bearing the inscription--"To Eudora, the most
+beautiful, most beloved."
+
+Glad to assist in the work of reconciliation, she separated the wreath
+from the string, and carried it to her for whom it was intended.
+"Behold the offering of Philæmon!" she exclaimed, joyfully: "Dearest
+Eudora, beware how you estrange so true a heart."
+
+The handsome maiden received her flowers with evident delight, not
+unmingled with confusion; for she suspected that they came from a
+greater flatterer than Philæmon.
+
+Philothea returned to her usual avocations, with anxiety somewhat
+lessened by this trifling incident.
+
+Living in almost complete seclusion, the simple-hearted maiden was
+quite unconscious that the new customs, introduced by Aspasia, had
+rendered industry and frugality mere vulgar virtues, But the restraint
+of public opinion was unnecessary to keep her within the privacy of
+domestic life; for it was her own chosen home. She loved to prepare her
+grandfather's frugal repast of bread and grapes, and wild honey; to take
+care of his garments; to copy his manuscripts; and to direct the
+operations of Milza, a little Arcadian peasant girl, who was her only
+attendant. These duties, performed with cheerful alacrity, gave a fresh
+charm to the music and embroidery with which she employed her leisure
+hours.
+
+Anaxagoras was extremely attached to his lovely grandchild; and her
+great intellectual gifts, accompanied as they were by uncommon purity of
+character, had procured from him and his friends a degree of respect not
+usually bestowed upon women of that period. She was a most welcome
+auditor to the philosophers, poets, and artists, who were ever fond of
+gathering round the good old man; and when it was either necessary or
+proper to remain in her own apartment, there was the treasured wisdom of
+Thales, Pythagoras, Hesiod, Homer, Simonides, Ibycus, and Pindar. More
+than one of these precious volumes were transcribed entirely by her own
+hand.
+
+In the midst of such communion, her spirit drank freely from the
+fountains of sublime knowledge; which, "like the purest waters of the
+earth, can be obtained only by digging deep,--but when they are found,
+they rise up to meet us."
+
+The intense love of the beautiful, thus acquired, far from making the
+common occupations of life distasteful, threw over them a sort of poetic
+interest, as a richly painted window casts its own glowing colours on
+mere boards and stones. The higher regions of her mind were never
+obscured by the clouds of daily care; but thence descended perpetual
+sunshine, to gild the vapour.
+
+On this day, however, Philothea's mind was less serene than usual. The
+unaccountable change in Eudora's character perplexed and troubled her.
+When she parted from her to go into the Acropolis, she had left her as
+innocent and contented as a little child; and so proud and satisfied in
+Philæmon's love, that she deemed herself the happiest of all happy
+beings: at the close of six short months, she found her transformed into
+a vain, restless, ambitious woman, wild for distinction, and impatient
+of restraint.
+
+All this Philothea was disposed to pity and forgive; for she felt that
+frequent intercourse with Aspasia might have dazzled even a stronger
+mind, and changed a less susceptible heart. Her own diminished
+influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present
+views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her
+power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful.
+
+Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the
+favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her
+and confess all her anxieties. But Eudora came not, as she had ever been
+wont to do, in the intervals of household occupation; and this obvious
+neglect drove Philothea's kind impulses back upon her heart.
+
+Hylax, as he ran round the garden, barking and jumping at the birds in
+the air, instantly knew her voice, and came capering in, bounding up at
+her side, and licking her hand. The tears came to Philothea's eyes, as
+she stooped to caress the affectionate animal: "Poor Hylax," said she,
+"_you_ have not changed." She gathered some flowers, and twined them
+round the dog's neck, thinking this simple artifice might bring a visit
+from her friend.
+
+But the sun went down, and still she had not caught a glimpse of Eudora,
+even in the garden. Her affectionate anxiety was almost deepening into
+sadness, when Anaxagoras returned, accompanied by the Ethiopian boy.
+
+"I bring an offering from the munificent Tithonus," said the
+philosopher: "He came with my disciples to-day, and we have had much
+discourse together. To-morrow he departs from Athens; and he bade me say
+that he hoped his farewell gift would not be unacceptable to her whose
+voice made even Pindar's strains more majestic and divine."
+
+The boy uncovered an image he carried in his arms, and with low
+obeisance presented it to Philothea. It was a small statue of Urania,
+wrought in ivory and gold. The beautiful face was turned upward, as if
+regarding the heavens with quiet contemplation. A crown of golden
+planets encircled the head, and the scarf, enamelled with deep and vivid
+azure, likewise glowed with stars.
+
+Philothea smiled, as she glanced round the apartment, and said, "It is a
+humble shrine for a Muse so heavenly."
+
+"Honesty and innocence are fitter companions for the gods, than mere
+marble and gold," replied the philosopher.
+
+As a small indication of respect and gratitude, the maiden sent Tithonus
+a roll of papyrus, on which she had neatly copied Pindar's Odes; and the
+boy, haying received a few oboli for his trouble, returned charged with
+thanks and good wishes for his master.
+
+Philothea, spontaneously yielding to the old habit of enjoying
+everything with her friend, took the statue in her arms, and went
+directly to her room. Eudora was kind and cheerful, but strangely
+fluttered. She praised the beautiful image in the excessive terms of one
+who feels little, and is therefore afraid of not saying enough. Her mind
+was evidently disturbed with thoughts quite foreign to the subject of
+her conversation; but, making an effort at self-possession, she said, "I
+too have had a present: Artaphernes sent it because my voice reminded
+him of one he loved in his youth." She unfolded a roll of perfumed
+papyrus, and displayed a Persian veil of gold and silver tissue.
+Philothea pronounced it fit for the toilette of a queen; but frankly
+confessed that it was too gorgeous to suit her taste.
+
+At parting, she urged Eudora to share her apartment for the night. The
+maiden refused, under the pretext of illness; but when her friend
+offered to remain with her, she hastily replied that she should be much
+better alone.
+
+As Philothea passed through the sheltered avenue, she saw Milza
+apparently assisting Geta in cleansing some marbles; and thinking
+Phidias would be pleased with the statue, she asked Geta to convey it to
+his room. He replied, "My master has gone to visit a friend at Salamis,
+and will not return until morning." The maiden was much surprised that
+her friend had made no allusion to this circumstance; but she forbore to
+return and ask an explanation.
+
+Another subject attracted her attention and occupied some share of her
+thoughts. She had observed that Geta and Milza appeared much confused
+when she spoke to them. When she inquired what Geta had been saying, the
+pretty Arcadian, with an averted face, replied, "He called me to see a
+marble dog, barking as if he had life in him; only he did not make any
+noise."
+
+"Was that all Geta talked of?" said Philothea.
+
+"He asked me if I liked white kids," answered the blushing peasant.
+
+"And what did you tell him?" inquired the maiden.
+
+With a bashful mixture of simplicity and archness, the young damsel
+answered, "I told him I liked white kids very much."
+
+Philothea smiled, and asked no more questions. When she repeated this
+brief conversation to Anaxagoras, he heard it with affectionate interest
+in Milza's welfare, and promised to have a friendly talk with
+honest-hearted Geta.
+
+The wakefulness and excitement of the preceding night had been quite at
+variance with the tranquil regularity of Philothea's habits; and the
+slight repose, which she usually enjoyed in the afternoon, had been
+disturbed by her grandfather, who came to say that Paralus was with him,
+and wished to see her a few moments, before they went out to the Piræus
+together. Being therefore unusually weary, both in body and mind, the
+maiden early retired to her couch; and with mingled thoughts of her
+lover and her friend, she soon fell into a profound sleep.
+
+She dreamed of being with Paralus in an olive grove, over the deep
+verdure of which shining white blossoms were spread, like a silver veil.
+Her lover played upon his flute, while she leaned against a tree and
+listened. Soon, the air was filled with a multitude of doves, flocking
+from every side; and the flapping of their wings kept time to the music.
+
+Then, suddenly, the scene changed to the garden of Phidias. The statues
+seemed to smile upon her, and the flowers looked up bright and cheerful,
+in an atmosphere more mild than the day, but warmer than the moon.
+Presently, one of the smiling statues became a living likeness of
+Eudora, and with delighted expression gazed earnestly on the ground.
+Philothea looked to see what excited her admiration--and lo! a large
+serpent, shining with green and gold, twisted itself among the flowers
+in manifold involutions; and wheresoever the beautiful viper glided,
+the blossoms became crisped and blackened, as if fire had passed over
+them. With a sudden spring the venomous creature coiled itself about
+Eudora's form, and its poisoned tongue seemed just ready to glance into
+her heart; yet still the maiden laughed merrily, heedless of her danger.
+
+Philothea awoke with a thrill of anguish; but thankful to realize that
+it was all a dream, she murmured a brief prayer, turned upon her couch,
+and soon yielded to the influence of extreme drowsiness.
+
+In her sleep, she seemed to be working at her embroidery; and Hylax came
+and tugged at her robe, until she followed him into the garden. There
+Eudora stood smiling, and the glittering serpent was again dancing
+before her.
+
+Disturbed by the recurrence of this unpleasant dream, the maiden
+remained awake for a considerable time, listening to the voices of her
+grandfather and his guests, which still came up with a murmuring sound
+from the room below. Gradually her senses were lulled into slumber; and
+again the same dream recurred to distress and waken her.
+
+Unable longer to resist the strength of her impressions, Philothea
+arose, and descending a few of the steps, which led to the lower part of
+the house, she looked into the garden, through one of the apertures that
+had been left in the wall for the admission of light. Behind a statue of
+Erato, she was sure that she saw coloured drapery floating in the
+moonlight. Moving on to the next aperture, she distinctly perceived
+Eudora standing by the statue; and instead of the graceful serpent,
+Alcibiades knelt before her. His attitude and gesture were impassioned;
+and though the expression of Eudora's countenance could not be seen,
+she was evidently giving him no ungracious audience.
+
+Philothea put her hand to her heart, which throbbed violently with
+painful emotion. Her first thought was to end this interview at all
+hazards; but she was of a timid nature; and when she had folded her robe
+and veil about her, her courage failed. Again she looked through the
+aperture and saw that the arm of Alcibiades rested on the shoulder of
+her misguided friend.
+
+Without taking time for a second thought, she sprang down the remaining
+steps, darted through the private avenue into the garden, and standing
+directly before the deluded girl, she exclaimed, in a tone of earnest
+expostulation, "Eudora!"
+
+With a half-suppressed scream, the maiden disappeared. Alcibiades, with
+characteristic boldness, seized Philothea's robe, exclaiming, "What have
+we here? So help me Aphrodite! it is the lovely Canephora of the
+gardens! Now Eros forsake me if I lose this chance to look on her
+heavenly face again."
+
+He attempted to raise the veil, which the terrified maiden grasped
+convulsively, as she tried to extricate herself from his hold.
+
+At that instant, a stern voice sounded from the opposite wall; and
+Philothea, profiting by the sudden surprise into which Alcibiades was
+thrown, darted through the avenue, bolted the door, and in an instant
+after was within the sanctuary of her own chamber.
+
+Here the tumult of mingled emotion subsided in a flood of tears. She
+mourned over the shameful infatuation of Eudora, and she acutely felt
+the degradation attached to her own accidental share in the scene. With
+these thoughts was mingled deep pity for the pure-minded and excellent
+Philæmon. She was sure that it was his voice she had heard from the
+wall; and she rightly conjectured that, after his prolonged interview
+with Anaxagoras, he had partly ascended the ladder leading to the
+house-top, and looked through the fluttering grape-leaves at the
+dwelling of his beloved.
+
+The agitation of her mind prevented all thoughts of sleep. Again and
+again she looked out anxiously. All was hushed and motionless. The
+garden reposed in the moonbeams, like truths, which receive no warmth
+from the heart--seen only in the clear, cold light of reason. The plants
+were visible, but colourless; and the statues stood immovable in their
+silent, lifeless beauty.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+  Persuasive is the voice of Vice,
+  That spreads the insidious snare.
+                            ÆSCHYLUS.
+
+
+Early the next morning, painful as the task was, Philothea went to
+Eudora's room; for she felt that if she ever hoped to save her, she must
+gain influence now.
+
+The maiden had risen from her couch, and was leaning her head on her
+hand, in an attitude of deep thought. She raised her eyes as Philothea
+entered, and her face was instantly suffused with the crimson flush of
+shame. She made no reply to the usual salutations of the morning, but
+with evident agitation twisted and untwisted some shreds that had fallen
+from her embroidery.
+
+For a moment her friend stood irresolute. She felt a strong impulse to
+put her arm around Eudora's neck and conjure her, even for her own sake,
+to be frank and confiding; but the scene in the garden returned to her
+memory, and she recoiled from her beloved companion, as from something
+polluted.
+
+Still ignorant how far the deluded girl was involved, she felt that the
+manner in which she deported herself toward her, might perhaps fix her
+destiny for good or evil. With a kind, but trembling voice, she said,
+"Eudora, will you tell me whether the interview I witnessed last night
+was an appointed one?"
+
+Eudora persevered in silence, but her agitation obviously increased.
+
+Her friend looked earnestly in her excited countenance for a moment,
+and then said, "Eudora, I do entreat you to tell me the whole truth in
+this matter."
+
+"I have not yet learned what right you have to inquire," replied the
+misguided maiden.
+
+Philothea's eyes were filled with tears, as she said, "Does the love we
+have felt for each other from our earliest childhood, give me no claim
+to your confidence? Had we ever a cake, or a bunch of grapes, of which
+one did not reserve for the other the largest and best portion? I well
+remember the day when you broke the little marble kid Phidias had given
+you. You fairly sobbed yourself to sleep in my lap, while I smoothed
+back the silky curls all wet with your tears, and sung my childish songs
+to please you. You came to me with all your infant troubles--and in our
+maturer years, have we not shared all our thoughts? Oh, still trust to
+the affection that never deceived you. Believe me, dear Eudora, you
+would not wish to conceal your purposes and actions from your earliest
+and best friend, unless you had an inward consciousness of something
+wrong. Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and
+wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what
+to do, it always cautions us what not to do. Have you not of late
+struggled against the warnings of this friendly spirit? Is it safe to
+contend with him, till his voice recedes, like music in the distance,
+and is heard no more?"
+
+She looked earnestly in Eudora's face for a moment, and perceiving that
+her feelings were somewhat softened, she added, "I will not again ask
+whether the meeting of last night was an appointed one; for you surely
+would repel the suspicion, if you could do so with truth. It is too
+evident that this insinuating man has fascinated you, as he already has
+done hundreds of others; and for the sake of his transient flattery, you
+have thrown away Philæmon's pure and constant love. Yet the passing
+notice of Alcibiades is a distinction you will share with half the
+maidens of Athens. When another new face attracts his fancy, you will be
+forgotten; but you cannot so easily forget your own folly. The friends
+you cast from you can never be regained; tranquillity of mind will
+return no more; conscious innocence, which makes the human countenance a
+tablet for the gods to write upon, can never be restored. And for what
+will you lose all this? Think for a moment what is the destiny of those
+women, who, following the steps of Aspasia, seek happiness in the homage
+paid to triumphant beauty--youth wasted in restless excitement, and old
+age embittered by the consciousness of deserved contempt. For this, are
+you willing to relinquish the happiness that attends a quiet discharge
+of duty, and the cheerful intercourse of true affection?"
+
+In a tone of offended pride, Eudora answered: "Philothea, if I were what
+you seem to believe me, your words would be appropriate; but I have
+never had any other thought than that of being the acknowledged wife of
+Alcibiades."
+
+"Has he then made you believe that he would divorce Hipparete?"
+
+"Yes--he has solemnly sworn it. Such a transaction would have nothing
+remarkable in it. Each revolving moon sees similar events occur in
+Athens. The wife of Pericles had a destiny like that of her namesake; of
+whom the poets write that she was beloved for awhile by Olympian Zeus,
+and afterward changed into a quail. Pericles promised Aspasia that he
+would divorce Asteria and marry her; and he has kept his word. Hipparete
+is not so very beautiful or gifted, as to make it improbable that
+Alcibiades might follow his example."
+
+"It is a relief to my heart," said Philothea, "to find that you have
+been deluded with hopes, which, however deceitful, render you
+comparatively innocent. But believe me, Eudora, Alcibiades will never
+divorce Hipparete. If he should do so, the law would compel him to
+return her magnificent dowry. Her connections have wealth and influence;
+and her brother Callias has promised that she shall be his heir. The
+paternal fortune of Alcibiades has all been expended, except his estate
+near Erchia; and this he knows full well is quite insufficient to
+support his luxury and pride."
+
+Eudora answered warmly, "If you knew Alcibiades, you would not suspect
+him of such sordid motives. He would throw money into the sea like dust,
+if it stood in the way of his affections."
+
+"I am well aware of his pompous wastefulness, when he wishes to purchase
+popularity by lavish expenditure," replied Philothea. "But Alcibiades
+has found hearts a cheap commodity, and he will not buy with drachmæ,
+what he can so easily obtain by flattery. Your own heart, I believe, is
+not really touched. Your imagination is dazzled with his splendid
+chariots of ivory inlaid with silver; his unrivalled stud of Phasian
+horses; his harnesses of glittering brass; the golden armour which he
+loves to display at festivals; his richly-coloured garments, fresh from
+the looms of Sardis, and redolent with the perfumes of the East. You are
+proud of his notice, because you see that other maidens are flattered by
+it; because his statue stands among the Olympionicæ, in the sacred
+groves of Zeus, and because all Athens rings with the praises of his
+beauty, his gracefulness, his magnificence, and his generosity."
+
+"I am not so weak as your words imply," rejoined Eudora. "I believe that
+I love Alcibiades better than I ever loved Philæmon; and if the consent
+of Phidias can be obtained, I cannot see why you should object to our
+marriage."
+
+For a few moments, Philothea remained in hopeless silence; then, in a
+tone of tender expostulation, she continued: "Eudora, I would the power
+were given me to open your eyes before it is too late! If Hipparete be
+not beautiful, she certainly is not unpleasing; her connections have
+high rank and great wealth; she is virtuous and affectionate, and the
+mother of his children. If, with all these claims, she can be so lightly
+turned away for the sake of a lovelier face, what can you expect, when
+your beauty no longer has the charm of novelty? You, who have neither
+wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious
+man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why
+does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?"
+
+"It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for
+Philæmon," replied Eudora; "but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him
+to consult our wishes. I know, better than you possibly can, what
+reasons I have to trust the strength of his affection. Aspasia says she
+has never seen him so deeply in love as he is now."
+
+"It is as I feared," said Philothea; "the voice of that siren is luring
+you to destruction."
+
+Eudora answered, in an angry tone, "I love Aspasia; and it offends me to
+hear her spoken of in this manner. If you are content to be a slave,
+like the other Grecian women, who bring water and grind corn for their
+masters, I have no objection. I have a spirit within me that demands a
+wider field of action, and I enjoy the freedom that reigns in Aspasia's
+house. Alcibiades says he does not blame women for not liking to be shut
+up within four walls all their life-time, ashamed to show their faces
+like other mortals."
+
+Quietly, but sadly, Philothea replied: "Farewell, Eudora. May the powers
+that guide our destiny, preserve you from any real cause for shame. You
+are now living in Calypso's island; and divine beings alone can save you
+from the power of her enchantments."
+
+Eudora made no response, and did not even raise her eyes, as her
+companion left the apartment.
+
+As Philothea passed through the garden, she saw Milza standing in the
+shadow of the vines, feeding a kid with some flowers she held in her
+hand, while Geta was fastening a crimson cord about its neck. A glad
+influence passed from this innocent group into the maiden's heart, like
+the glance of a sunbeam over a dreary landscape.
+
+"Is the kid yours, Milza?" she asked, with an affectionate smile.
+
+The happy little peasant raised her eyes with an arch expression, but
+instantly lowered them again, covered with blushes. It was a look that
+told all the secrets of her young heart more eloquently than language.
+
+Philothea had drank freely from those abundant fountains of joy in the
+human soul, which remain hidden till love reveals their existence, as
+secret springs are said to be discovered by a magic wand. With
+affectionate sympathy she placed her hand gently on Milza's head, and
+said, "Be good--and the gods will ever provide friends for you."
+
+The humble lovers gazed after her with a blessing in their eyes; and in
+the consciousness of this, her meek spirit found a solace for the wounds
+Eudora had given.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+  O Zeus! why hast thou given us certain proof
+  To know adulterate gold, but stamped no mark,
+  Where it is needed most, on man's base metal?
+                                       EURIPIDES.
+
+
+When Philothea returned to her grandfather's apartment, she found the
+good old man with an open tablet before him, and the remainder of a rich
+cluster of grapes lying on a shell by his side.
+
+"I have wanted you, my child," said he, "Have you heard the news all
+Athens is talking of, that you sought your friend so early in the day?
+You are not wont to be so eager to carry tidings."
+
+"I have not heard the rumours whereof you speak," replied Philothea.
+"What is it, my father?"
+
+"Hipparete went from Aspasia's house to her brother Callias, instead of
+the dwelling of her husband," rejoined Anaxagoras: "by his advice she
+refused to return; and she yesterday appealed to the archons for a
+divorce from Alcibiades, on the plea of his notorious profligacy.
+Alcibiades, hearing of this, rushed into the assembly, with his usual
+boldness, seized his wife in his arms, carried her through the crowd,
+and locked her up in her own apartment. No man ventured to interfere
+with this lawful exercise of his authority. It is rumoured that
+Hipparete particularly accused him of promising marriage to Electra the
+Corinthian, and Eudora, of the household of Phidias."
+
+For the first time in her life, Philothea turned away her face, to
+conceal its expression, while she inquired in a tremulous tone whether
+these facts had been told to Philæmon, the preceding evening.
+
+"Some of the guests were speaking of it when he entered," replied
+Anaxagoras; "but no one alluded to it in his presence. Perhaps he had
+heard the rumour, for he seemed sad and disquieted, and joined little in
+the conversation."
+
+Embarrassed by the questions which her grandfather was naturally
+disposed to ask, Philothea briefly confessed that a singular change had
+taken place in Eudora's character, and begged permission to silent on a
+subject so painful to her feelings. She felt strongly inclined to return
+immediately to her deluded friend; but the hopelessness induced by her
+recent conversation, combined with the necessity of superintending Milza
+in some of her household occupations, occasioned a few hours' delay.
+
+As she attempted to cross the garden for that purpose, she saw Eudora
+enter hastily by the private gate, and pass to her own apartment.
+Philothea instantly followed her, and found that she had thrown herself
+on the couch, sobbing violently. She put her arms about her neck, and
+affectionately inquired the cause of her distress.
+
+For a long time the poor girl resisted every soothing effort, and
+continued to weep bitterly. At last, in a voice stifled with sobs, she
+said, "I was indeed deceived; and you, Philothea, was my truest friend;
+as you have always been."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden imprinted a kiss upon her hand, and asked
+whether it was Hipparete's appeal to the archons, that had so suddenly
+convinced her of the falsehood of Alcibiades.
+
+"I have heard it all," replied Eudora, with a deep blush; "and I have
+heard my name coupled with epithets never to be repeated to your pure
+ears. I was so infatuated that, after you left me this morning, I sought
+the counsels of Aspasia, to strengthen me in the course I had determined
+to pursue. As I approached her apartment, the voice of Alcibiades met my
+ear. I stopped and listened. I heard him exult in his triumph over
+Hipparete; I heard my name joined with Electra, the wanton Corinthian. I
+heard him boast how easily our affections had been won; I heard--"
+
+She paused for a few moments, with a look of intense shame, and the
+tears fell fast upon her robe.
+
+In gentle tones Philothea said, "These are precious tears, Eudora. They
+will prove like spring-showers, bringing forth fragrant blossoms."
+
+With sudden impulse, the contrite maiden threw her arms around her neck,
+saying, in a subdued voice, "You must not be so kind to me--it will
+break my heart."
+
+By degrees the placid influence of her friend calmed her perturbed
+spirit. "Philothea," she said, "I promise with solemn earnestness to
+tell you every action of my life, and every thought of my soul; but
+never ask me to repeat all I heard at Aspasia's dwelling. The words went
+through my heart like poisoned arrows."
+
+"Nay," replied Philothea, smiling; "they have healed, not poisoned."
+
+Eudora sighed, as she added, "When I came away, in anger and in shame, I
+heard that false man singing in mockery:
+
+  "Count me on the summer trees
+  Every leaf that courts the breeze;
+  Count me on the foamy deep
+  Every wave that sinks to sleep;
+  Then when you have numbered these,
+  Billowy tides and leafy trees,
+  Count me all the flames I prove,
+  All the gentle nymphs I love."
+
+Philothea, how could you, who are so pure yourself, see so much clearer
+than I did the treachery of that bad man?"
+
+The maiden replied, "Mortals, without the aid of experience, would
+always be aware of the presence of evil, if they sought to put away the
+love of it in their own hearts, and in silent obedience listened to the
+voice of their guiding spirit. Flowers feel the approach of storms, and
+birds need none to teach them the enmity of serpents. This knowledge is
+given to them as perpetually as the sunshine; and they receive it fully,
+because their little lives are all obedience and love."
+
+"Then, dearest Philothea, you may well know when evil approaches. By
+some mysterious power you have ever known my heart better than I myself
+have known it. I now perceive that you told me the truth when you said I
+was not blinded by love, but by foolish pride. If it were not so, my
+feelings could not so easily have turned to hatred. I have more than
+once tried to deceive you, but you will feel that I am not now speaking
+falsely. The interview you witnessed was the first and only one I ever
+granted to Alcibiades."
+
+Philothea freely expressed her belief in this assertion, and her joy
+that the real character of the graceful hypocrite had so soon been made
+manifest. Her thoughts turned towards Philæmon; but certain
+recollections restrained the utterance of his name. They were both
+silent for a few moments; and Eudora's countenance was troubled. She
+looked up earnestly in her friend's face, but instantly turned away her
+eyes, and fixing them on the ground, said, in a low and timid voice, "Do
+you think Philæmon can ever love me again?"
+
+Philothea felt painfully embarrassed; for when she recollected how
+deeply Philæmon was enamoured of purity in women, she dared not answer
+in the language of hope.
+
+While she yet hesitated, Dione came to say that her master required the
+attendance of Eudora alone in his apartment.
+
+Phidias had always exacted implicit obedience from his household, and
+Eudora's gratitude towards him had ever been mingled with fear. The
+consciousness of recent misconduct filled her with extreme dread. Her
+countenance became deadly pale, as she turned toward her friend, and
+said, "Oh, Philothea, go with me."
+
+The firm-hearted maiden took her arm gently within her own, and
+whispered, "Speak the truth, and trust in the Divine Powers."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+  Thus it is; I have made those
+  Averse to me whom nature formed my friends;
+  Those, who from me deserved no ill, to win
+  Thy grace, I gave just cause to be my foes;
+  And thou, most vile of men, thou hast betrayed me.
+                                            EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Phidias was alone, with a large unfinished drawing before him, on a
+waxen tablet. Various groups of statues were about the room; among which
+was conspicuous the beautiful workmanship of Myron, representing a
+kneeling Paris offering the golden apple to Aphrodite; and by a mode of
+flattery common with Athenian artists, the graceful youth bore the
+features of Alcibiades. Near this group was Hera and Pallas, from the
+hand of Phidias; characterized by a severe majesty of expression, as
+they looked toward Paris and his voluptuous goddess in quiet scorn.
+
+Stern displeasure was visible in the countenance of the great sculptor.
+As the maidens entered, with their faces covered, he looked up, and said
+coldly, "I bade that daughter of unknown parents come into my presence
+unattended."
+
+Eudora keenly felt the reproach implied by the suppression of her name,
+which Phidias deemed she had dishonoured; and the tremulous motion of
+her veil betrayed her agitation.
+
+Philothea spoke in a mild, but firm voice: "Son of Charmides, by the
+friendship of my father, I conjure you do not require me to forsake
+Eudora in this hour of great distress."
+
+In a softened tone, Phidias replied: "The daughter of Alcimenes knows
+that for his sake, and for the sake of her own gentle nature, I can
+refuse her nothing."
+
+"I give thee thanks," rejoined the maiden, "and relying on this
+assurance, I will venture to plead for this helpless orphan, whom the
+gods committed to thy charge. The counsels of Aspasia have led her into
+error; and is the son of Charmides blameless, for bringing one so young
+within the influence of that seductive woman?"
+
+After a short pause, Phidias answered: "Philothea, it is true that my
+pride in her gift of sweet sounds first brought her into the presence of
+that bad and dangerous man; it was contrary to Philæmon's wishes, too;
+and in this I have erred. If that giddy damsel can tell me the meeting
+in the garden was not by her own consent, I will again restore her to my
+confidence. Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?"
+
+Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have
+sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend.
+
+Philothea, pitying her distress, said, "Son of Charmides, I do not
+believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but
+remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by
+falsehood. Alcibiades has had no other interview than that one, of which
+the divine Phoebus sent a messenger to warn me in my sleep. For that
+fault, the deluded maiden has already suffered a bitter portion of shame
+and grief."
+
+After a short silence, Phidias spoke: "Eudora, when I called you
+hither, it was with the determination of sending you to the temple of
+Castor and Polydeuces, there to be offered for sale to your paramour,
+who has already tried, in a secret way, to purchase you, by the
+negociation of powerful friends; but Philothea has not pleaded for you
+in vain. I will not punish your fault so severely as Alcibiades ventured
+to hope. You shall remain under my protection. But from henceforth you
+must never leave your own apartment, without my express permission,
+which will not soon be granted. I dare not trust your sudden repentance;
+and shall therefore order a mastiff to be chained to your door. Dione
+will bring you bread and water only. If you fail in obedience, the fate
+I first intended will assuredly be yours, without time given for
+expostulation. Now go to the room that opens into the garden; and there
+remain, till I send Dione to conduct you to your own apartment."
+
+Eudora was so completely humbled, that these harsh words aroused no
+feeling of offended pride. Her heart was too full for utterance; and her
+eyes so blinded with tears, that, as she turned to leave the apartment,
+she frequently stumbled over the scattered fragments of marble.
+
+It was a day of severe trials for the poor maiden. They had remained but
+a short time waiting for Dione, when Philæmon entered, conducted by
+Phidias, who immediately left the apartment. Eudora instantly bowed her
+head upon the couch, and covered her face with her hands.
+
+In a voice tremulous with emotion, the young man said, "Eudora,
+notwithstanding the bitter recollection of where I last saw you, I have
+earnestly wished to see you once more--to hear from your own lips
+whether the interview I witnessed in the garden was by your own
+appointment. Although many things in your late conduct have surprised
+and grieved me, I am slow to believe that you could have taken a step so
+unmaidenly; particularly at this time, when it has pleased the gods to
+load me with misfortunes. By the affection I once cherished, I entreat
+you to tell me whether that meeting was unexpected."
+
+He waited in vain for any other answer than audible sobs. After a slight
+pause, he continued: "Eudora, I wait for a reply more positive than
+silence. Let me hear from your own lips the words that must decide my
+destiny. Perchance it is the last favour I shall ever ask."
+
+The repentant maiden, without looking up, answered, in broken accents,
+"Philæmon, I will not add deceit to other wrongs, I must speak the
+truth, if my heart is broken. I did consent to that interview."
+
+The young man bowed his head in silent anguish against one of the
+pillars--his breast heaved, and his lips quivered. After a hard struggle
+with himself, he said, "Farewell, Eudora. I shall never again intrude
+upon your presence. Many will flatter you; but none will love you as I
+have loved."
+
+With a faint shriek, Eudora sprung forward, and threw herself at his
+feet. She would have clasped his knees, but he involuntarily recoiled
+from her touch, and gathered the folds of his robe about him.
+
+Then the arrow entered deeply into her heart, She rested her burning
+forehead against the marble pillar, and said, in tones of agonized
+entreaty, "I never met him but once."
+
+Philothea, who during this scene had wept like an infant, laid her hand
+beseechingly on his arm, and added, "Son of Chærilaüs, remember that
+was the only interview."
+
+Philæmon shook his head mournfully, as he replied, "But I cannot forget
+that it was an appointed one.--We can never meet again."
+
+He turned hastily to leave the room; but lingered on the threshold, and
+looked back upon Eudora with an expression of unutterable sadness.
+
+Philothea perceived the countenance of her unhappy friend grow rigid
+beneath his gaze. She hastened to raise her from the ground whereon she
+knelt, and received her senseless in her arms.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+  Fare thee well, perfidious maid!
+  My soul,--its fondest hopes betrayed,
+  Betrayed, perfidious girl, by thee,--
+  Is now on wing for liberty.
+  I fly to seek a kindlier sphere,
+  Since thou hast ceased to love me here.
+                                  ANACREON.
+
+
+Not long after the parting interview with Eudora, Philæmon, sad and
+solitary, slowly wended his way from Athens. As he passed along the
+banks of the Illyssus, he paused for a moment, and stood with folded
+arms, before the chaste and beautiful little temple of Agrotera, the
+huntress with the unerring bow.
+
+The temple was shaded by lofty plane trees, and thickly intertwined
+willows, among which transparent rivulets glided in quiet beauty; while
+the marble nymphs, with which the grove was adorned, looked modestly
+down upon the sparkling waters, as if awe-stricken by the presence of
+their sylvan goddess.
+
+A well-known voice said, "Enter Philæmon. It is a beautiful retreat. The
+soft verdant grass tempts to repose; a gentle breeze brings fragrance
+from the blossoms; and the grasshoppers are chirping with a summer-like
+and sonorous sound. Enter, my son."
+
+"Thanks, Anaxagoras," replied Philæmon, as he moved forward to give and
+receive the cordial salutation of his friend: "I have scarcely travelled
+far enough to need repose; but the day is sultry, and this balmy air is
+indeed refreshing."
+
+"Whither leads your path, my son?" inquired the good old man. "I
+perceive that no servant follows you with a seat whereon to rest, when
+you wish to enjoy the prospect, and your garments are girded about you,
+like one who travels afar."
+
+"I seek Mount Hymettus, my father," replied Philæmon: "There I shall
+stop to-night, to take my last look of Athens. To-morrow, I join a
+company on their way to Persia; where they say Athenian learning is
+eagerly sought by the Great King and his nobles."
+
+"And would you have left Athens without my blessing?" inquired
+Anaxagoras.
+
+"In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting," rejoined
+Philæmon. "Not even my beloved Paralus is aware that the homeless
+outcast of ungrateful Athens has left her walls forever."
+
+The aged philosopher endeavoured to speak, but his voice was tremulous
+with emotion. After a short pause, he put his arm within Philæmon's, and
+said, "My son, we will journey together. I shall easily find my way back
+to Athens before the lamps of evening are lighted."
+
+The young man spoke of the wearisome walk; and reminded him that Ibycus,
+the beloved of the gods, was murdered while returning to the city after
+twilight. But the philosopher replied, "My old limbs are used to
+fatigue, and everybody knows that the plain robe of Anaxagoras conceals
+no gold."
+
+As they passed along through the smiling fields of Agra, the
+cheerfulness of the scene redoubled the despondency of the exile. Troops
+of laughing girls were returning from the vineyards with baskets full
+of grapes; women were grinding corn, singing merrily, as they toiled;
+groups of boys were throwing quoits, or seated on the grass eagerly
+playing at dice, and anon filling the air with their shouts; in one
+place was a rural procession in honour of Dionysus; in another, loads of
+pure Pentelic marble were on their way from the quarry, to increase the
+architectural glory of Athens.
+
+"I could almost envy that senseless stone!" exclaimed Philæmon. "It goes
+where I have spent many a happy hour, and where I shall never enter
+more. It is destined for the Temple of the Muses, which Plato is causing
+to be built among the olive-groves of Academus. The model is more
+beautifully simple than anything I have ever seen."
+
+"The grove of Academus is one of the few places now remaining where
+virtue is really taught and encouraged," rejoined Anaxagoras. "As for
+these new teachers, misnamed philosophers, they are rapidly hastening
+the decay of a state whose diseases produced them."
+
+"A few days since, I heard one of the sophists talking to crowds of
+people in the old Agora," said Philæmon; "and truly his doctrines
+formed a strange contrast with the severe simplicity of virtue expressed
+in the countenances of Solon, Aristides, and the other god-like statues
+that stood around him. He told the populace that it was unquestionably a
+great blessing to commit an injury with impunity; but as there was more
+evil in suffering an injury than there was good in committing one, it
+was necessary to have the subject regulated by laws: that justice,
+correctly defined, meant nothing more than the interest of the
+strongest; that a just man always fared worse than the unjust, because
+he neglected to aggrandize himself by dishonest actions, and thus became
+unpopular among his acquaintances; while those who were less scrupulous,
+grew rich and were flattered. He said the weak very naturally considered
+justice as a common right; but he who had power, if he had likewise
+courage, would never submit to any such agreement: that they who praised
+virtue, did it because they had some object to gain from those who had
+less philosophy than themselves; and these pretended worthies, if they
+could act invisibly, would soon be found in the same path with the
+villain. He called rhetoric the noblest of the arts, because it enabled
+an ignorant man to appear to know as much as one who was thoroughly
+master of his subject. Some of the people demanded what he had to say of
+the gods, since he had spoken so ably of men. With an unpleasant mixture
+of derision and feigned humility, the sophist replied, that he left such
+vast subjects to be discussed by the immortal Socrates. He forthwith
+left the Agora, and many a loud laugh and profane jest followed his
+departure. When such doctrines can be uttered without exciting
+indignation, it is easy to foresee the destinies of the state."
+
+"Thucydides speaks truly," rejoined Anaxagoras: "In the history he is
+writing, he says,--The Athenian people are beginning to be more fond of
+calling dishonest men able, than simple men honest; and that statesmen
+begin to be ashamed of the more worthy title, while they take pride in
+the other: thus sincerity, of which there is much in generous natures,
+will be laughed down; while wickedness and hypocrisy are everywhere
+triumphant."
+
+"But evil grows weary of wearing a mask in reluctant homage to good,"
+replied Philæmon; "she is ever seeking to push it aside, with the hope
+that men may become accustomed to her face, and find more beauty
+therein, than in the disguise she wears. The hidden thought at last
+struggles forth into expression, and cherished passions assume a form in
+action. One of the sophists has already given notice that he can teach
+any young man how to prove that right is wrong, or wrong is right. It is
+said that Xanthippus has sent his son to benefit by these instructions,
+with a request that he may learn the art thoroughly, but be taught to
+use it only in the right way."
+
+"Your words are truth, my son," answered the philosopher; "and the blame
+should rest on those who taint the stream at its source, rather than
+with them who thoughtlessly drink of it in its wanderings. The great and
+the gifted of Athens, instead of yielding reverent obedience to the
+unchangeable principle of truth, have sought to make it the servant of
+their own purposes. Forgetful of its eternal nature, they strive to
+change it into arbitrary forms of their own creating; and then marvel
+because other minds present it in forms more gross and disgusting than
+their own. They do not ask what is just or unjust, true or untrue, but
+content themselves with recommending virtue, as far as it advances
+interest, or contributes to popularity; and when virtue ceases to be
+fashionable, the multitude can no longer find a satisfactory reason for
+adhering to it. But when the teachers of the populace hear their vulgar
+pupils boldly declare that vice is as good as virtue, provided a man can
+follow it with success, pride prevents them from seeing that this maxim
+is one of their own doctrines stripped of its equestrian robes, and
+shown in democratic plainness. They did not venture to deride the gods,
+or even to assert that they took no cognizance of human affairs; but
+they declared that offences against divine beings might be easily atoned
+for by a trifling portion of their own gifts--a sheep, a basket of
+fruit, or a few grains of salt, offered at stated seasons, with becoming
+decorum; and then when alone together, they smiled that such concessions
+were necessary to satisfy the superstitions of the vulgar. But disbelief
+in divine beings, and the eternal nature of truth, cannot long be
+concealed by pouring the usual libations, or maintaining a cautious
+reserve. The whispered opinions of false philosophers will soon be
+loudly echoed by the popular voice, which is less timid, because it is
+more honest. Even thus did Midas laboriously conceal the deformity of
+his head; but his barber, who saw him without disguise, whispered his
+secret in the earth, and when the winds arose, the voices of a thousand
+reeds proclaimed to the world, 'King Midas hath ass's ears.'"
+
+"The secret has already been whispered to the ground," answered
+Philæmon, smiling: "If it were not so, the comic writers would not be
+able to give with impunity such grotesque and disgusting representations
+of the gods."
+
+"And yet," rejoined the old man, "I hear that Hermippus, who has himself
+personified Hera on the stage, as an angry woman attempting to strike
+infuriated Zeus, is about to arraign me before the public tribunal,
+because I said the sun was merely a great ball of fire. This he
+construes into blasphemy against the life-giving Phoebus."
+
+"The accusation may be thus worded," said Philæmon; "but your real crime
+is that you stay away from political assemblies, and are therefore
+suspected of being unfriendly to democratic institutions. Demos
+reluctantly admits that the right to hold such opinions is an inherent
+part of liberty. Soothe the vanity of the dicasts by humble
+acknowledgments, and gratify their avarice by a plentiful distribution
+of drachmæ; flatter the self-conceit of the Athenians, by assurances
+that they are the greatest, most glorious, and most consistent people
+upon earth; be careful that Cleon the tanner, and Thearion the baker,
+and Theophrastus the maker of lyres, are supplicated and praised in due
+form--and, take my word for it, the gods will be left to punish you for
+whatever offences you commit against them. They will receive no
+assistance from the violet-crowned city."
+
+"And you, my son," replied the philosopher, "would never have been
+exiled from Athens, if you had debated in the porticos with young
+citizens, who love to exhibit their own skill in deciding whether the
+true cause of the Trojan war were Helen, or the ship that carried her
+away, or the man that built the ship, or the wood whereof it was made;
+if in your style you had imitated the swelling pomp of Isagoras, where
+one solitary idea is rolled over and over in an ocean of words, like a
+small pearl tossed about in the Ægean; if you had supped with
+Hyperbolus, or been seen in the agoras, walking arm in arm with Cleon.
+With such a man as you to head their party, Pericles could not always
+retain the ascendancy, by a more adroit use of their own weapons."
+
+"As soon would I league myself with the Odomantians of Thrace!"
+exclaimed Philæmon, with an expression of strong disgust. "It is such
+men who destroy the innocence of a republic, and cause that sacred name
+to become a mockery among tyrants. The mean-souled wretches! Men who
+take from the poor daily interest for a drachma, and spend it in
+debauchery. Citizens who applauded Pericles because he gave them an
+obolus for a vote, and are now willing to see him superseded by any man
+that will give two oboli instead of one! No, my father--I could unite
+with none but an honest party--men who love the state and forget
+themselves; and such are not now found in Athens. The few that exist
+dare not form a barrier against the powerful current that would
+inevitably drive them to destruction."
+
+"You speak truth, Philæmon," rejoined Anaxagoras: "Pallas Athenæ seems
+to have deserted her chosen people. The proud Spartans openly laugh at
+our approaching downfall, while the smooth Persians watch for a
+favourable moment to destroy the freedom already rendered so weak by its
+own insanity."
+
+"The fault will be attributed to democratic principles," said Philæmon;
+"but the real difficulty exists in that love of power which hides itself
+beneath the mask of Democracy, until a corrupted public can endure its
+undisguised features without execration. No one can believe that
+Pericles lessened the power of the Areopagus from a sincere conviction
+that it was for the good of the people. It was done to obtain personal
+influence, by purchasing the favour of those who had sufficient reasons
+for desiring a less equitable tribunal. Nor could he have ever supposed
+that the interests of the republic would be advanced by men whom the
+gift of an obolus could induce to vote. The Athenians have been spoiled
+by ambitious demagogues, who now try to surfeit them with flattery, as
+nurses seek to pacify noisy children with sponges dipped in honey. They
+strive to drown the din of domestic discord in boasts of foreign
+conquests; and seek to hide corruption in a blaze of glory, as they
+concealed their frauds amid the flames of the treasury."
+
+"Pericles no doubt owes his great popularity to skill in availing
+himself of existing circumstances," replied Anaxagoras; "and I am afraid
+that the same motives for corrupting, and the same willingness to be
+corrupted, will always be found in democratic institutions."
+
+"It has always been matter of surprise to me," said Philæmon, "that one
+so humble and frugal as yourself, and so zealous for the equal rights of
+all men, even the meanest citizens, should yet be so little friendly to
+that popular idol which the Athenians call Demos."
+
+The philosopher rejoined: "When I was young, I heard it said of
+Lycurgus, that being asked why he, who was such a friend to equality,
+did not bestow a democratic government upon Sparta, he answered: "Go and
+try a democracy in your own house." The reply pleased me; and a long
+residence in Athens has not yet taught me to believe that a man who is
+governed by ten thousand masters has more freedom than he who is
+governed by one."
+
+"If kings had the same natural affection for their subjects that parents
+have for their children, the comparison of Lycurgus would be just,"
+answered Philæmon.
+
+"And what think you of the paternal kindness of this republican decree
+whereby five thousand citizens have been sold into slavery, because the
+unjust confiscation of their estates rendered them unable to pay their
+debts?" said Anaxagoras.
+
+"Such an edict was passed because Athens is _not_ a republic," replied
+Philæmon. "All things are under the control of Pericles; and Aspasia
+rules him. When she heard that I remonstrated against his shameful
+marriage, she said she would sooner or later bring a Trojan horse into
+my house. She has fulfilled her threat by the same means that enabled
+Pericles to destroy the political power of some of his most influential
+enemies."
+
+"Pericles has indeed obtained unbounded influence," rejoined Anaxagoras;
+"but he did it by counterfeiting the very principle that needed to be
+checked; and this is so easily counterfeited, that democracy is always
+in danger of becoming tyranny in disguise. The Athenians are as servile
+to their popular idol, as the Persians to their hereditary one; but the
+popular idol seeks to sustain his power by ministering to that love of
+change, which allows nothing to remain sacred and established. Hence,
+two opposite evils are combined in action--the reality of despotism
+with the form of democracy; the power of a tyrant with the
+irresponsibility of a multitude. But, in judging of Pericles, you, my
+son, should strive to guard against political enmity, as I do against
+personal affection. It cannot be denied that he has often made good use
+of his influence. When Cimon brought the remains of Theseus to Athens,
+and a temple was erected over them in obedience to the oracle, it was he
+who suggested to the people that a hero celebrated for relieving the
+oppressed could not be honoured more appropriately than by making his
+temple a refuge for abused slaves."
+
+"Friendly as I am to a government truly republican," answered Philæmon,
+"it is indeed difficult to forgive the man who seduces a democracy to
+the commission of suicide, for his own advancement. His great abilities
+would receive my admiration, if they were not employed in the service of
+ambition. As for this new edict, it will prove a rebounding arrow,
+striking him who sent it. He will find ten enemies for one in the
+kindred of the banished."
+
+"While we have been talking thus sadly," said the old philosopher, "the
+fragrant thyme and murmuring bees give cheerful notice that we are
+approaching Mount Hymettus. I see the worthy peasant, Tellus, from whom
+I have often received refreshment of bread and grapes; and if it please
+you we will share his bounty now."
+
+The peasant respectfully returned their friendly greeting, and readily
+furnished clusters from his luxuriant vineyard. As the travellers seated
+themselves beneath the shelter of the vines, Tellus asked, "What news
+from Athens?"
+
+"None of importance," replied Anaxagoras, "excepting rumours of
+approaching war, and this new edict, by which so many citizens are
+suddenly reduced to poverty."
+
+"There are always those in Athens who are like the eel-catchers, that
+choose to have the waters troubled," observed the peasant. "When the lake
+is still, they lose their labour; but when the mud is well stirred, they
+take eels in plenty. My son says he gets twelve oboli for a conger-eel,
+in the Athenian markets; and that is a goodly price."
+
+The travellers smiled, and contented themselves with praising his
+grapes, without further allusion to the politics of Athens. But Tellus
+resumed the discourse, by saying, "So, I hear my old neighbour,
+Philargus, has been tried for idleness."
+
+"Even so," rejoined Anaxagoras; "and his condemnation has proved the
+best luck he ever had. The severe sentence of death was changed into a
+heavy fine; and Lysidas, the Spartan, immediately begged to be
+introduced to him, as the only gentleman he had seen or heard of in
+Athens. He has paid the fine for him, and invited him to Lacedæmon;
+that he may show his proud countrymen one Athenian who does not disgrace
+himself by industry."
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them," said Tellus. "My boy
+married a Spartan wife, and I can assure you she is a woman that looks
+lightning, and speaks mustard. When my son first told her to take the
+fish from his basket, she answered angrily, that she was no Helot."
+
+"I heard this same Lysidas, the other day," said Philæmon, "boasting
+that the Spartans were the only real freemen; and Lacedæmon the only
+place where courage and virtue always found a sure reward. I asked him
+what reward the Helots had for bravery or virtue. 'They are not
+scourged; and that is sufficient reward for the base hounds,' was his
+contemptuous reply. He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow
+freedom on their slaves; and likes the custom which permits boys to whip
+them, merely to remind them of their bondage. He ridicules the idea that
+injustice will weaken the strength of Sparta, because the gods are
+enemies to injustice. He says the sun of liberty shines brighter with
+the dark atmosphere of slavery around it; as temperance seems more
+lovely to the Spartan youth, after they have seen the Helots made
+beastly drunk for their amusement. He seems to forget that the passions
+are the same in every human breast; and that it is never wise in any
+state to create natural enemies at her own doors. But the Lacedæmonians
+make it a rule never to speak of danger from their slaves. They remind
+me of the citizens of Amyclæ, who, having been called from their
+occupations by frequent rumours of war, passed a vote that no man should
+be allowed, under heavy penalties, to believe any report of intended
+invasion. When the enemy really came, no man dared to speak of their
+approach, and Amyclæ was easily conquered. Lysidas boasted of salutary
+cruelty; and in the same breath told me the Helots loved their masters."
+
+"As the Spartan boys love Orthia, at whose altar they yearly receive a
+bloody whipping," said Tellus, laughing.
+
+"There is one great mistake in Lacedæmonian institutions," observed
+Anaxagoras: "They seek to avoid the degrading love of money, by placing
+every citizen above the necessity of laborious occupation; but they
+forget that the love of tyranny may prove an evil still more dangerous
+to the state."
+
+"You speak justly, my father," answered Philæmon: "The Athenian law,
+which condemns any man for speaking disrespectfully of his neighbour's
+trade, is most wise; and it augurs ill for Athens that some of her young
+equestrians begin to think it unbecoming to bring home provisions for
+their own dinner from the agoras."
+
+"Alcibiades, for instance!" exclaimed the philosopher: "He would
+consider himself disgraced by any other burthen than his fighting
+quails, which he carries out to take the air."
+
+Philæmon started up suddenly--for the name of Alcibiades stung him like
+a serpent. Immediately recovering his composure, he turned to recompense
+the hospitality of the honest peasant, and to bid him a friendly
+farewell.
+
+But Tellus answered bluntly; "No, young Athenian; I like your
+sentiments, and will not touch your coin. The gods bless you."
+
+The travellers having heartily returned his parting benediction, slowly
+ascended Mount Hymettus. When they paused to rest upon its summit, a
+glorious prospect lay stretched out before them. On the north, were
+Megara, Eleusis, and the cynosure of Marathon; in the south, numerous
+islands, like a flock of birds, reposed on the bright bosom of the
+Aegean; to the west, was the broad Piræus with its thousand ships, and
+Athens in all her magnificence of beauty; while the stately buildings of
+distant Corinth mingled with the cloudless sky. The declining sun threw
+his refulgent mantle over the lovely scene, and temples, towers, and
+villas glowed in the purple light.
+
+The travellers stood for a few moments in perfect silence--Philæmon
+with folded arms, and Anaxagoras leaning on his staff. At length, in
+tones of deep emotion, the young man exclaimed, "Oh, Athens, how I have
+loved thee! Thy glorious existence has been a part of my own being! For
+thy prosperity how freely would I have poured out my blood! The gods
+bless thee, and save thee from thyself!"
+
+"Who could look upon her and not bless her in his heart?" said the old
+philosopher: "There she stands, fair as the heaven-born Pallas, in all
+her virgin majesty! But alas for Athens, when every man boasts of his
+own freedom, and no man respects the freedom of his neighbour. Peaceful,
+she seems, in her glorious beauty; but the volcano is heaving within,
+and already begins to throw forth its showers of smoke and stones."
+
+"Would that the gods had permitted me to share her dangers--to die and
+mingle with her beloved soil!" exclaimed Philæmon.
+
+The venerable philosopher looked up, and saw intense wretchedness in the
+countenance of his youthful friend. He laid his hand kindly upon
+Philæmon's arm; "Nay, my son," said he; "You must not take this unjust
+decree so much to heart. Of Athens nothing can be so certainly predicted
+as change. Things as trifling as the turning of a shell may restore you
+to your rights. You can even now return, if you will submit to be a mere
+sojourner in Athens. After all, what vast privileges do you lose with
+your citizenship. You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges, instead of the
+Lyceum or the Academia; but in this, the great Themistocles has given
+you honourable example. You will not be allowed to enter the theatre
+while the Athenians keep the second day of their festival Anthesteria;
+but to balance this privation, you are forbidden to vote, and are thus
+freed from all blame belonging to unjust and capricious laws."
+
+"My father, playful words cannot cure the wound," replied the exile,
+seriously: "The cherished recollections of years cannot be so easily
+torn from the heart. Athens, with all her faults, is still my own, my
+beautiful, my beloved land. They might have killed me, if they would, if
+I had but died an Athenian citizen."
+
+He spoke with a voice deeply agitated; but after a few moments of forced
+composure, he continued more cheerfully: "Let us speak of other
+subjects. We are standing here, on the self-same spot where Aristo and
+Perictione laid the infant Plato, while they sacrificed to the
+life-giving Phoebus. It was here the bees clustered about his infant
+mouth, and his mother hailed the omen of his future eloquence. Commend
+me to that admirable man, and tell him I shall vainly seek throughout
+the world to find another Plato.
+
+"Commend me likewise to the Persian Artaphernes. To his bounty I am much
+indebted. Lest he should hope that I carry away feelings hostile to
+Athens, and favourable to her enemies, say to the kind old man, that
+Philæmon will never forget his country or his friends. I have left a
+long letter to Paralus, in which my full heart has but feebly expressed
+its long-cherished friendship. When you return, you will find a trifling
+token of remembrance for yourself and Philothea. May Pallas shower her
+richest blessings upon that pure and gifted maiden."
+
+With some hesitation, Anaxagoras said, "You make no mention of Eudora;
+and I perceive that both you and Philothea are reserved when her name is
+mentioned. Do not believe every idle rumour, my son. The gayety of a
+light-hearted maiden is often unmixed with boldness, or crime. Do not
+cast her from you too lightly."
+
+Philæmon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his
+feelings. Then turning abruptly, he pressed the old man's hand, and
+said, "Bid Philothea, guide and cherish her deluded friend, for my sake.
+And now, farewell, Anaxagoras! Farewell, forever! my kind, my good old
+master. May the gods bless the wise counsels and virtuous example you
+have given me."
+
+The venerable philosopher stretched forth his arms to embrace him. The
+young man threw himself upon that friendly bosom, and overcome by a
+variety of conflicting emotions, sobbed aloud.
+
+As they parted, Anaxagoras again pressed Philæmon to his heart, and
+said, "May that God, whose numerous attributes the Grecians worship,
+forever bless thee, my dear son."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+  Courage, Orestes! if the lots hit right,
+  If the black pebbles don't exceed the white,
+  You're safe.
+                              EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Pericles sought to please the populace by openly using his influence to
+diminish the power of the Areopagus; and a decree had been passed that
+those who denied the existence of the gods, or introduced new opinions
+about celestial things, should be tried by the people. This event proved
+fortunate for some of his personal friends; for Hermippus soon laid
+before the Thesmothetæ Archons an accusation of blasphemy against
+Anaxagoras, Phidias, and Aspasia. The case was tried before the fourth
+Assembly of the people; and the fame of the accused, together with the
+well-known friendship of Pericles, attracted an immense crowd; insomuch
+that the Prytaneum was crowded to overflowing. The prisoners came in,
+attended by the Phylarchi of their different wards. Anaxagoras retained
+his usual bland expression and meek dignity. Phidias walked with a
+haughtier tread, and carried his head more proudly. Aspasia was veiled;
+but as she glided along, gracefully as a swan on the bosom of still
+waters, loud murmurs of approbation were heard from the crowd. Pericles
+seated himself near them, with deep sadness on his brow. The moon had
+not completed its revolution since he had seen Phidias arraigned before
+the Second Assembly of the people, charged by Menon, one of his own
+pupils, with having defrauded the state of gold appropriated to the
+statue of Pallas. Fortunately, the sculptor had arranged the precious
+metal so that it could be taken off and weighed; and thus his innocence
+was easily made manifest. But the great statesman had seen, by many
+indications, that the blow was in part aimed at himself through his
+friends; and that his enemies were thus trying to ascertain how far the
+people could be induced to act in opposition to his well-known wishes.
+The cause had been hurried before the assembly, and he perceived that
+his opponents were there in great numbers. As soon as the Epistates
+began to read the accusation, Pericles leaned forward, and burying his
+face in his robe, remained motionless.
+
+Anaxagoras was charged with not having offered victims to the gods; and
+with having blasphemed the divine Phoebus, by saying the sun was only a
+huge ball of fire. Being called upon to answer whether he were guilty of
+this offence, he replied: "Living victims I have never sacrificed to the
+gods; because, like the Pythagoreans, I object to the shedding of blood;
+but, like the disciples of their sublime philosopher, I have duly
+offered on their altars small goats and rams made of wax. I did say I
+believed the sun to be a great ball of fire; and deemed not that in so
+doing I had blasphemed the divine Phoebus."
+
+When he had finished, it was proclaimed aloud that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak. Cleon arose, and said it was well
+known to the disciples of Anaxagoras, that he taught the existence of
+but one God. Euripides, Pericles, and others who had been his pupils,
+were separately called to bear testimony; and all said he taught One
+Universal Mind, of which all other divinities were the attributes; even
+as Homer represented the inferior deities subordinate to Zeus.
+
+When the philosopher was asked whether he believed in the gods, he
+answered, "I do: but I believe in them as the representatives of various
+attributes in One Universal Mind." He was then required to swear by all
+the gods, and by the dreaded Erinnys, that he had spoken truly.
+
+The Prytanes informed the assembly that their vote must decide whether
+this avowed doctrine r endered Anaxagoras of Clazomenæ worthy of death.
+A brazen urn was carried round, in which every citizen deposited a
+pebble. When counted, the black pebbles predominated over the white, and
+Anaxagoras was condemned to die.
+
+The old man heard it very calmly, and replied: "Nature pronounced that
+sentence upon me before I was born. Do what you will, Athenians, ye can
+only injure the outward case of Anaxagoras; the real, immortal
+Anaxagoras is beyond your power."
+
+Phidias was next arraigned, and accused of blasphemy, in having carved
+the likeness of himself and Pericles on the shield of heaven-born
+Pallas; and of having said that he approved the worship of the gods,
+merely because he wished to have his own works adored. The sculptor
+proudly replied, "I never declared that my own likeness, or that of
+Pericles, was on the shield of heaven-born Pallas; nor can any Athenian
+prove that I ever intended to place them there. I am not answerable for
+offences which have their origin in the eyes of the multitude. If
+_their_ quick discernment be the test, crimes may be found written even
+on the glowing embers of our household altars. I never said I approved
+the worship of the gods because I wished to have my own works adored;
+for I should have deemed it irreverent thus to speak of divine beings.
+Some learned and illustrious guests, who were at the symposium in
+Aspasia's house, discoursed concerning the worship of images, apart from
+the idea of any divine attributes, which they represented. I said I
+approved not of this; and playfully added, that if it were otherwise, I
+might perchance be excused for sanctioning the worship of mere images,
+since mortals were ever willing to have their own works adored." The
+testimony of Pericles, Alcibiades, and Plato, confirmed the truth of his
+words.
+
+Cleon declared it was commonly believed that Phidias decoyed the maids
+and matrons of Athens to his house, under the pretence of seeing
+sculpture; but in reality to minister to the profligacy of Pericles. The
+sculptor denied the charge; and required that proof should be given of
+one Athenian woman, who had visited his house, unattended by her husband
+or her father. The enemies of Pericles could easily have procured such
+evidence with gold; but when Cleon sought again to speak, the Prytanes
+commanded silence; and briefly reminded the people that the Fourth
+Assembly had power to decide concerning religious matters only.
+Hermippus, in a speech of considerable length, urged that Phidias seldom
+sacrificed to the gods; and that he must have intended likenesses on the
+shield of Pallas, because even Athenian children recognized them.
+
+The brazen urn was again passed round, and the black pebbles were more
+numerous than they had been when the fate of Anaxagoras was decided.
+When Phidias heard the sentence, he raised himself to his full stature,
+and waving his right arm over the crowd, said, in a loud voice: "Phidias
+can never die! Athens herself will live in the fame of Charmides' son."
+His majestic figure and haughty bearing awed the multitude; and some,
+repenting of the vote they had given, said, "Surely, invisible Phoebus
+is with him!"
+
+Aspasia was next called to answer the charges brought against her. She
+had dressed herself, in deep mourning, as if appealing to the compassion
+of the citizens; and her veil was artfully arranged to display an arm
+and shoulder of exquisite whiteness and beauty, contrasted with glossy
+ringlets of dark hair, that carelessly rested on it. She was accused of
+saying that the sacred baskets of Demeter contained nothing of so much
+importance as the beautiful maidens who carried them; and that the
+temple of Poseidon was enriched with no offerings from those who had
+been wrecked, notwithstanding their supplications--thereby implying
+irreverent doubts of the power of Ocean's god. To this, Aspasia, in
+clear and musical tones, replied: "I said not that the sacred baskets of
+Demeter contained nothing of so much importance as the beautiful maidens
+who carried them. But, in playful allusion to the love of beauty, so
+conspicuous in Alcibiades, I said that _he_, who was initiated into the
+mysteries of Eleusis, might think, the baskets less attractive than the
+lovely maidens who carried them. Irreverence was not in my thoughts;
+but inasmuch as my careless words implied it, I have offered atoning
+sacrifices to the mother of Persephone, during which I abstained from
+all amusements. When I declared that the temple of Poseidon contained no
+offerings in commemoration of men that had been wrecked, I said it in
+reproof of those who fail to supplicate the gods for the manes of the
+departed. They who perish on the ocean, may have offended Poseidon, or
+the Virgin Sisters of the Deep; and on their altars should offerings be
+laid by surviving friends.
+
+"No man can justly accuse me of disbelief in the gods; for it is well
+known that with every changing moon I offer on the altars of Aphrodite,
+doves and sparrows, with baskets of apples, roses and myrtles: and who
+in Athens has not seen the ivory car drawn by golden swans, which the
+grateful Aspasia placed in the temple of that love-inspiring deity?"
+
+Phidias could scarcely restrain a smile, as he listened to this defence;
+and when the fair casuist swore by all the gods, and by the Erinnys,
+that she had spoken truly, Anaxagoras looked up involuntarily, with an
+expression of child-like astonishment. Alcibiades promptly corroborated
+her statement. Plato, being called to testify, gravely remarked that she
+had uttered those words, and she alone could explain her motives. The
+populace seemed impressed in her favour; and when it was put to vote
+whether sentence of death should be passed, an universal murmur arose,
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The Epistates requested that all who wished to consider it a question of
+exile, rather than of death, would signify the same by holding up their
+hands. With very few exceptions, the crowd were inclined to mercy.
+Hermippus gave tokens of displeasure, and hastily rose to accuse Aspasia
+of corrupting the youth of Athens, by the introduction of singing and
+dancing women, and by encouraging the matrons of Greece to appear
+unveiled.
+
+A loud laugh followed his remarks; for the comic actor was himself far
+from aiding public morals by an immaculate example.
+
+The Prytanes again reminded him that charges of this nature must be
+decided by the First Assembly of the people; and, whether true or
+untrue, ought to have no influence on religious questions brought before
+the Fourth Assembly.
+
+Hermippus was perfectly aware of this; but he deemed that the vote might
+be affected by his artful suggestion.
+
+The brazen urn was again carried round; and fifty-one pebbles only
+appeared in disapprobation of exile.
+
+Then Pericles arose, and looked around him with calm dignity. He was
+seldom seen in public, even at entertainments; hence, something of
+sacredness was attached to his person, like the Salaminian galley
+reserved for great occasions. A murmur like the Distant ocean was heard,
+as men whispered to each other, "Lo, Pericles is about to speak!" When
+the tumult subsided, he said, in a loud voice, "If any here can accuse
+Pericles of having enriched himself at the expense of the state, let him
+hold up his right hand!"
+
+Not a hand was raised--for his worst enemies could not deny that he was
+temperate and frugal.
+
+After a slight pause, he again resumed: "If any man can show that
+Pericles ever asked a public favour for himself or his friends, let him
+speak!" No words were uttered; but a murmur of discontent was heard in
+the vicinity of Cleon and Hermippus.
+
+The illustrious statesman folded his arms, and waited in quiet majesty
+for the murmur to assume a distinct form. When all was hashed, he
+continued: "If any man believes that Athens has declined in beauty,
+wealth, or power, since the administration of Pericles, let him give his
+opinion freely!"
+
+National enthusiasm was kindled; and many voices exclaimed, "Hail
+Pericles! All hail to Athens in her glory!"
+
+The statesman gracefully waved his hand toward the multitude, as he
+replied, "Thanks, friends and brother-citizens. Who among you is
+disposed to grant to Pericles one favour, not inconsistent with your
+laws, or in opposition to the decrees of this assembly?"
+
+A thousand hands were instantly raised. Pericles again expressed his
+thanks, and said, "The favour I have to ask is, that the execution of
+these decrees be suspended, until the oracle of Amphiaraus can be
+consulted. If it please you, let a vote be taken who shall be the
+messenger."
+
+The proposal was accepted; and Antiphon, a celebrated diviner, appointed
+to consult the oracle.
+
+As the crowd dispersed, Cleon muttered to Hermippus, "By Circe! I
+believe he has given the Athenians philtres to make them love him. No
+wonder Archidamus of Sparta said, that when he threw Pericles in
+wrestling, he insisted he was never down, and persuaded the very
+spectators to believe him."
+
+Anaxagoras and Phidias, being under sentence of death, were placed in
+prison, until the people should finally decide upon their fate. The old
+philosopher cheerfully employed his hours in attempts to square the
+circle. The sculptor carved a wooden image, with many hands and feet,
+and without a head; upon the pedestal of which he inscribed Demos, and
+secretly reserved it as a parting gift to the Athenian people.
+
+Before another moon had waned, Antiphon returned from Oropus, whither he
+had been sent to consult the oracle. Being called before the people, he
+gave the following account of his mission: "I abstained from food until
+Phoebus had twice appeared above the hills, in his golden chariot; and
+for three days and three nights, I tasted no wine. When I had thus
+purified myself, I offered a white ram to Amphiaraus; and spreading the
+skin on the ground, I invoked the blessing of Phoebus and his prophetic
+son, and laid me down to sleep. Methought I walked in the streets of
+Athens. A lurid light shone on the walls of the Piræus, and spread into
+the city, until all the Acropolis seemed glowing beneath a fiery sky. I
+looked up--and lo! the heavens were in a blaze! Huge masses of flame
+were thrown backward and forward, as if Paridamator and the Cyclops were
+hurling their forges at each other's heads. Amazed, I turned to ask the
+meaning of these phenomena; and I saw that all the citizens were clothed
+in black; and wherever two were walking together, one fell dead by his
+side. Then I heard a mighty voice, that seemed to proceed from within
+the Parthenon. Three times it pronounced distinctly, 'Wo! wo! wo unto
+Athens!
+
+"I awoke, and after a time slept again. I heard a rumbling noise, like
+thunder; and from the statue of Amphiaraus came a voice, saying, 'Life
+is given by the gods.'
+
+"Then all was still. Presently I again heard a sound like the
+multitudinous waves of ocean, when it rises in a storm--and Amphiaraus
+said, slowly, 'Count the pebbles on the seashore--yea, count them
+twice.' Then I awoke; and having bathed in the fountain, I threw therein
+three pieces of gold and silver, and departed."
+
+The people demanded of Antiphon the meaning of these visions. He
+replied: "The first portends calamity to Athens, either of war or
+pestilence. By the response of the oracle, I understand that the
+citizens are commanded to vote twice, before they take away life given
+by the gods."
+
+The wish to gain time had chiefly induced Pericles to request that
+Amphiaraus might be consulted. In the interval, his emissaries had been
+busy in softening the minds of the people; and it became universally
+known that in case Aspasia's sentence were reversed, she intended to
+offer sacrifices to Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Demeter; during the
+continuance of which, the citizens would be publicly feasted at her
+expense.
+
+In these exertions, Pericles was zealously assisted by Clinias, a noble
+and wealthy Athenian, the friend of Anaxagoras and Phidias, and a
+munificent patron of the arts. He openly promised, if the lives of his
+friends were spared, to evince his gratitude to the gods, by offering a
+golden lamp to Pallas Parthenia, and placing in each of the agoras any
+statue or painting the people thought fit to propose.
+
+Still, Pericles, aware of the bitterness of his enemies, increased by
+the late severe edict against those of foreign parentage, felt
+exceedingly fearful of the result of a second vote. A petition, signed
+by Pericles, Clinias, Ephialtes, Euripides, Socrates, Plato, Alcibiades,
+Paralus, and many other distinguished citizens, was sent into the Second
+Assembly of the people, begging that the accused might have another
+trial; and this petition was granted.
+
+When the Fourth Assembly again met, strong efforts were made to fill the
+Prytaneum at a very early hour with the friends of Pericles.
+
+The great orator secluded himself for three preceding days, and
+refrained from wine. During this time, he poured plentiful libations of
+milk and honey to Hermes, god of Eloquence, and sacrificed the tongues
+of nightingales to Peitho, goddess of Persuasion.
+
+When he entered the Prytaneum, it was remarked that he had never before
+been seen to look so pale; and this circumstance, trifling as it was,
+excited the ready sympathies of the people. When the Epistates read the
+accusation against Anaxagoras, and proclaimed that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak, Pericles arose. For a moment he looked
+on the venerable countenance of the old philosopher, and seemed to
+struggle with his emotions. Then, with sudden impulse, he exclaimed,
+"Look on him, Athenians! and judge ye if he be one accursed of the
+gods!--He is charged with having said that the sun is a great ball of
+fire; and therein ye deem that the abstractions of philosophy have led
+him to profane the sacred name of Phoebus. We are told that Zeus assumed
+the form of an eagle, a serpent, and a golden shower; yet these forms do
+not affect our belief in the invisible god. If Phoebus appeared on earth
+in the disguise of a woman and a shepherd, is it unpardonable for a
+philosopher to suppose that the same deity may choose to reside within a
+ball of fire? In the garden of Anaxagoras, you will find a statue of
+Pallas, carved from an olive-tree. He brought it with him from Ionia;
+and those disciples who most frequent his house, can testify that
+sacrifices were ever duly offered upon her altar. Who among you ever
+received an injury from that kind old man? He was the descendant of
+princes,--yet gave up gold for philosophy, and forbore to govern
+mankind, that he might love them more perfectly. Ask the young noble,
+who has been to him as a father; and his response will be 'Anaxagoras.'
+Ask the poor fisherman at the gates, who has been to him as a brother;
+and he will answer 'Anaxagoras.' When the merry-hearted boys throng your
+doors to sing their welcome to Ornithæ, inquire from whom they receive
+the kindest word and the readiest gift; and they will tell you,
+'Anaxagoras.' The Amphiaraus of Eschylus, says, 'I do not wish to
+_appear_ to be a good man, but I wish to _be_ one.' Ask any of the
+poets, what living man most resembles Amphiaraus in this sentiment; and
+his reply will surely be, 'It is Anaxagoras.'
+
+"Again I say, Athenians, look upon his face; and judge ye if he be one
+accursed of the gods!"
+
+The philosopher had leaned on his staff, and looked downward, while his
+illustrious pupil made this defence; and when he had concluded, a tear
+was seen slowly trickling down his aged cheek. His accusers again urged
+that he had taught the doctrine of one god, under the name of One
+Universal Mind; but the melodious voice and fluent tongue of Pericles
+had so wrought upon the citizens, that when the question was proposed,
+whether the old man were worthy of death, there arose a clamourous cry
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The successful orator did not venture to urge the plea of entire
+innocence; for he felt that he still had too much depending on the
+capricious favour of the populace.
+
+The aged philosopher received his sentence with thanks; and calmly
+added, "Anaxagoras is not exiled from Athens; but Athens from
+Anaxagoras. Evil days are coming on this city; and those who are too
+distant to perceive the trophy at Salamis will deem themselves most
+blessed. Pythagoras said, 'When the tempest is rising,'tis wise to
+worship the echo.'"
+
+After the accusation against Phidias had been read, Pericles again rose
+and said, "Athenians! I shall speak briefly; for I appeal to what every
+citizen values more than his fortune or his name. I plead for the glory
+of Athens. When strangers from Ethiopia, Egypt, Phoenicia, and distant
+Taprobane, come to witness the far-famed beauty of the violet-crowned
+city, they will stand in mute worship before the Parthenon; and when
+their wonder finds utterance, they will ask what the Athenians bestowed
+on an artist so divine. Who among you could look upon the image of
+Virgin Pallas, resplendent in her heavenly majesty, and not blush to
+tell the barbarian stranger that death was the boon you bestowed on
+Phidias?
+
+"Go, gaze on the winged statue of Rhamnusia, where vengeance seems to
+breathe from the marble sent by Darius to erect his trophy on the plains
+of Marathon! Then turn and tell the proud Persian that the hand which
+wrought those fair proportions, lies cold and powerless, by vote of the
+Athenian people. No--ye could not say it: your hearts would choke your
+voices. Ye could not tell the barbarian that Athens thus destroyed one
+of the most gifted of her sons."
+
+The crowd answered in a thunder of applause; mingled with the cry of
+"Exile! Exile!" A few voices shouted, "A fine! A fine!" Then Cleon arose
+and said: "Miltiades asked for an olive crown; and a citizen answered,
+'When Miltiades conquers alone, let him be crowned alone.' When Phidias
+can show that he built the Parthenon without the assistance of Ictinus,
+Myron, Callicrates, and others, then let him have the whole credit of
+the Parthenon."
+
+To this, Pericles replied, "We are certainly much indebted to those
+artists for many of the beautiful and graceful details of that sublime
+composition; but with regard to the majestic design of the Parthenon,
+Phidias conquered alone, and may therefore justly be crowned alone."
+
+A vote was taken on the question of exile, and the black pebbles
+predominated. The sculptor heard his sentence with a proud gesture, not
+unmingled with scorn; and calmly replied, "They can banish Phidias from
+Athens, more easily than I can take from them the fame of Phidias."
+
+When Pericles replied to the charges against Aspasia, his countenance
+became more pale, and his voice was agitated: "You all know," said he,
+"That Aspasia is of Miletus. That city which poets call the laughing
+daughter of Earth and Heaven: where even the river smiles, as it winds
+along in graceful wanderings, eager to kiss every new blossom, and court
+the dalliance of every breeze. Do ye not find it easy to forgive a
+woman, born under those joyful skies, where beauty rests on the earth in
+a robe of sunbeams, and inspires the gayety which pours itself forth in
+playful words? Can ye judge harshly of one, who from her very childhood
+has received willing homage, as the favourite of Aphrodite, Phoebus, and
+the Muses? If she spoke irreverently, it was done in thoughtless mirth;
+and she has sought to atone for it by sacrifices and tears.
+
+"Athenians! I have never boasted; and if I seem to do it now, it is
+humbly,--as befits one who seeks a precious boon. In your service I have
+spent many toilsome days and sleepless nights. That I have not enriched
+myself by it, is proved by the well-known fact that my own son blames my
+frugality, and reproachfully calls me the slave of the Athenian people."
+
+He paused for a moment, and held his hand over Aspasia's head, as he
+continued: "In the midst of perplexities and cares, here I have ever
+found a solace and a guide. Here are treasured up the affections of my
+heart. It is not for Aspasia, the gifted daughter of Axiochus, that I
+plead. It is for Aspasia, the beloved wife of Pericles."
+
+Tears choked his utterance; but stifling his emotion, he exclaimed,
+"Athenians! if ye would know what it is that thus unmans a soul capable
+of meeting death with calmness, behold, and judge for yourselves!"
+
+As he spoke, he raised Aspasia's veil. Her drapery had been studiously
+arranged to display her loveliness to the utmost advantage; and as she
+stood forth radiant in beauty, the building rung with the acclamations
+that were sent forth, peal after peal, by the multitude.
+
+Pericles had not in vain calculated on the sympathies of a volatile and
+ardent people, passionately fond of the beautiful, in all its forms.
+Aspasia remained in Athens, triumphant over the laws of religion and
+morality.
+
+Clinias desired leave to speak in behalf of Philothea, grandchild of
+Anaxagoras; and the populace, made good-humoured by their own clemency,
+expressed a wish to hear. He proceeded as follows: "Philothea,--whom you
+all know was, not long since, one of the Canephoræ, and embroidered the
+splendid peplus exhibited at the last Panathenæa--humbly begs of the
+Athenians, that Eudora, Dione, and Geta, slaves of Phidias, may remain
+under his protection, and not be confiscated with his household goods. A
+contribution would have been raised, to buy these individuals of the
+state, were it not deemed an insult to that proud and generous people,
+who fined a citizen for proposing marble as a cheaper material than
+ivory for the statue of Pallas Parthenia."
+
+The request, thus aided by flattery, was almost unanimously granted. One
+black pebble alone appeared in the urn; and that was from the hand of
+Alcibiades.
+
+Clinias expressed his thanks, and holding up the statue of Urania, he
+added: "In token of gratitude for this boon, and for the life of a
+beloved grandfather, Philothea consecrates to Pallas Athenæ this image
+of the star-worshipping muse; the gift of a munificent Ethiopian."
+
+The populace, being in gracious mood, forthwith voted that the exiles
+had permission to carry with them any articles valued as the gift of
+friendship.
+
+The Prytanes dismissed the assembly; and as they dispersed, Alcibiades
+scattered small coins among them. Aspasia immediately sent to the
+Prytaneum an ivory statue of Mnemosyne, smiling as she looked back on a
+group of Hours; a magnificent token that she would never forget the
+clemency of the Athenian people.
+
+Hermippus took an early opportunity to proclaim the exhibition of a new
+comedy called Hercules and Omphale; and the volatile citizens thronged
+the theatre, to laugh at that infatuated tenderness, which in the
+Prytaneum had well nigh moved them to tears. The actor openly ridiculed
+them for having been so much influenced by their orator's
+least-successful attempt at eloquence; but in the course of the same
+play, Cratinus raised a laugh at his expense, by saying facetiously:
+"Lo! Hermippus would speak like Pericles! Hear him, Athenians! Is he not
+as successful as Salmoneus, when he rolled his chariot over a brazen
+bridge, and hurled torches to imitate the thunder and lightning of
+Zeus?"
+
+When the day of trial had passed, Pericles slept soundly; for his heart
+was relieved from a heavy pressure. But personal enemies and envious
+artists were still active; and it was soon buzzed abroad that the people
+repented of the vote they had given. The exiles had been allowed ten
+days to sacrifice to the gods, bid farewell to friends, and prepare for
+departure; but on the third day, at evening twilight, Pericles entered
+the dwelling of his revered old master. "My father," said he, "I am
+troubled in spirit. I have just now returned from the Piræus, where I
+sought an interview with Clinias, who daily visits the Deigma, and has a
+better opportunity than I can have to hear the news of Athens. I found
+him crowned with garlands; for he had been offering sacrifices in the
+hall. He told me he had thus sought to allay the anxiety of his mind
+with regard to yourself and Phidias. He fears the capricious Athenians
+will reverse their decree."
+
+"Alas, Pericles," replied the old man, "what can you expect of a people,
+when statesmen condescend to buy justice at their hands, by promised
+feasts, and scattered coin?"
+
+"Nay, blame me not, Anaxagoras," rejoined Pericles; "I cannot govern as
+I would. I found the people corrupted; and I must humour their disease.
+Your life must be saved; even if you reprove me for the means. At
+midnight, a boat will be in readiness to conduct you to Salamis, where
+lies a galley bound for Ionia. I hasten to warn Phidias to depart
+speedily for Elis."
+
+The parting interview between Philothea and her repentant friend was
+almost too painful for endurance. Poor Eudora felt that she was indeed
+called to drink the cup of affliction, to its last bitter drop. Her
+heart yearned to follow the household of Anaxagoras; but Philothea
+strengthened her own conviction that duty and gratitude both demanded
+she should remain with Phidias.
+
+Geta and Milza likewise had their sorrows--the harder to endure, because
+they were the first they had ever encountered. The little peasant was so
+young, and her lover so poor, that their friends thought a union had
+better be deferred. But Milza was free: and Anaxagoras told her it
+depended on her own choice, to go with them, or follow Geta. The
+grateful Arcadian dropped on one knee, and kissing Philothea's hand,
+while the tears flowed down her cheeks, said: "She has been a mother to
+orphan Milza, and I will not leave her now. Geta says it would be wrong
+to leave her when she is in affliction."
+
+Philothea, with a gentle smile, put back the ringlets from her tearful
+eyes, and told her not to weep for her sake; for she should be resigned
+and cheerful, wheresover the gods might place her; but Milza saw that
+her smiles were sad.
+
+At midnight, Pericles came, to accompany Anaxagoras to Salamis. Paralus
+and Philothea had been conversing much, and singing their favourite
+songs together, for the last time. The brow of the ambitious statesman
+became clouded, when he observed that his son had been in tears; he
+begged that preparations for departure might be hastened. The young man
+followed them to the Piræus; but Pericles requested him to go no
+further. The restraint of his presence prevented any parting less formal
+than that of friendship. But he stood watching the boat that conveyed
+them over the waters; and when the last ripple left in its wake had
+disappeared, he slowly returned to Athens.
+
+The beautiful city stoood before him, mantled in moonlight's silvery
+veil. Yet all seemed cheerless; for the heart of Paralus was desolate.
+He looked toward the beloved mansion near the gate Diocharis; drew from
+his bosom a long lock of golden hair; and leaning against the statue of
+Hermes, bowed down his head and wept.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+  "How I love the mellow sage,
+  Smiling through the veil of age!
+  Age is on his temples hung,
+  But his heart--his heart is young!"
+                              ANACREON
+
+
+A few years passed away, and saw Anaxagoras the contented resident of a
+small village near Lampsacus, in Ionia. That he still fondly cherished
+Athens in his heart was betrayed only by the frequent walks he took to a
+neighbouring eminence, where he loved to sit and look toward the Ægean;
+but the feebleness of age gradually increased, until he could no longer
+take his customary exercise. Philothea watched over him with renewed
+tenderness; and the bright tranquillity he received from the world he
+was fast approaching, shone with reflected light upon her innocent soul.
+At times, the maiden was so conscious of this holy influence, that all
+the earthly objects around her seemed like dreams of some strange
+foreign land.
+
+One morning, after they had partaken their frugal repast, she said, in a
+cheerful tone, "Dear grandfather, I had last night a pleasant dream; and
+Milza says it is prophetic, because she had filled my pillow with fresh
+laurel leaves. I dreamed that a galley, with three banks of oars, and
+adorned with fillets, came to carry us back to Athens."
+
+With a faint smile, Anaxagoras replied, "Alas for unhappy Athens! If
+half we hear be true, her exiled children can hardly wish to be restored
+to her bosom. Atropos has decreed that I at least shall never again
+enter her walls. I am not disposed to murmur. Yet the voice of Plato
+would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
+I pray you bring forth the writings of Pythagoras, and read me something
+that sublime philosopher has said concerning the nature of the soul, and
+the eternal principle of life. As my frail body approaches the Place of
+Sleep, I feel less and less inclined to study the outward images of
+things, the forms whereof perish; and my spirit thirsteth more and more
+to know its origin and its destiny. I have thought much of Plato's
+mysterious ideas of light. Those ideas were doubtless brought from the
+East; for as that is the quarter where the sun rises, so we have thence
+derived many vital truths, which have kept a spark of life within the
+beautiful pageantry of Grecian mythology."
+
+"Paralus often said that the Persian Magii, the Egyptian priests, and
+the Pythagoreans imbibed their reverence for light from one common
+source," rejoined Philothea.
+
+Anaxagoras was about to speak, when a deep but gentle voice, from some
+invisible person near them, said:
+
+"The unchangeable principles of Truth act upon the soul like the sun
+upon the eye, when it turneth to him. But the _one_ principle, better
+than intellect, from which all things flow, and to which all things
+tend, is Good. As the sun not only makes objects visible, but is the
+cause of their generation, nourishment, and increase, so the Good,
+through Truth, imparts being, and the power of being known, to every
+object of knowledge. For this cause, the Pythagoreans greet the sun with
+music and with reverence."
+
+The listeners looked at each other in surprise, and Philothea was the
+first to say, "It is the voice of Plato!"
+
+"Even so, my friends," replied the philosopher, smiling, as he stood
+before them.
+
+The old man, in the sudden joy of his heart, attempted to rise and
+embrace him; but weakness prevented. The tears started to his eyes, as
+he said, "Welcome, most welcome, son of Aristo. You see that I am fast
+going where we hope the spirit is to learn its own mysteries."
+
+Plato, affected at the obvious change in his aged friend, silently
+grasped his hand, and turned to answer the salutation of Philothea. She
+too had changed; but she had never been more lovely. The colour on her
+cheek, which had always been delicate as the reflected hue of a rose,
+had become paler by frequent watchings; but her large dark eyes were
+more soft and serious, and her whole countenance beamed with the bright
+stillness of a spirit receiving the gift of prophecy.
+
+The skies were serene; the music of reeds came upon the ear, softened by
+distance; while the snowy fleece of sheep and lambs formed a beautiful
+contrast with the rich verdure of the landscape.
+
+"All things around you are tranquil," said Plato; "and thus I ever found
+it, even in corrupted Athens. Not the stillness of souls that sleep, but
+the quiet of life drawn from deep fountains."
+
+"How did you find our peaceful retreat?" inquired Philothea. "Did none
+guide you?"
+
+"Euago of Lampsacus told me what course to pursue," he replied; "and not
+far distant I again asked of a shepherd boy--well knowing that all the
+children would find out Anaxagoras as readily as bees are guided to the
+flowers. As I approached nearer I saw at every step new tokens of my
+friends. The clepsydra, in the little brook, dropping its pebbles to
+mark the hours; the arytæna placed on the rock for thirsty travellers;
+the door loaded with garlands, placed there by glad-hearted boys; the
+tablet covered with mathematical lines, lying on the wooden bench,
+sheltered by grape-vines trained in the Athenian fashion, with a distaff
+among the foliage; all these spoke to me of souls that unite the wisdom
+of age with the innocence of childhood."
+
+"Though we live in indolent Ionia, we still believe Hesiod's maxim, that
+industry is the guardian of virtue," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Philothea
+plies her distaff as busily as Lachesis spinning the thread of mortal
+life." He looked upon his beautiful grandchild, with an expression full
+of tenderness, as he added, "And she does indeed spin the thread of the
+old man's life; for her diligent fingers gain my bread. But what news
+bring you from unhappy Athens? Is Pericles yet alive?"
+
+"She is indeed unhappy Athens," answered Plato. "The pestilence is still
+raging; a manifested form of that inward corruption, which, finding a
+home in the will of man, clothed itself in thought, and now completes
+its circle in his corporeal nature. The dream at the cave of Amphiaraus
+is literally fulfilled. Men fall down senseless in the street, and the
+Piræus has been heaped with unburied dead. All the children of Clinias
+are in the Place of Sleep. Hipparete is dead, with two of her little
+ones. Pericles himself was one of the first sufferers; but he was
+recovered by the skill of Hippocrates, the learned physician from Cos.
+His former wife is dead, and so is Xanthippus his son. You know that
+that proud young man and his extravagant wife could never forgive the
+frugality of Pericles. Even in his dying moments he refused to call him
+father, and made no answer to his affectionate inquiries. Pericles has
+borne all his misfortunes with the dignity of an immortal. No one has
+seen him shed a tear, of heard him utter a complaint. The ungrateful
+people blame him for all their troubles, as if he had omnipotent power
+to avert evils. Cleon and Tolmides are triumphant. Pericles is deprived
+of office, and fined fifty drachmæ."
+
+He looked at Philothea, and seeing her eyes fixed earnestly upon him,
+her lips parted, and an eager flush spread over her whole countenance,
+he said, in a tone of tender solemnity, "Daughter of Alcimenes, your
+heart reproaches me, that I forbear to speak of Paralus. That I have
+done so has not been from forgetfulness, but because I have, with vain
+and self-defeating prudence, sought for cheerful words to convey sad
+thoughts. Paralus breathes and moves, but is apparently unconscious of
+existence in this world. He is silent and abstracted, like one just
+returned from the cave of Trophonius. Yet, beautiful forms are ever with
+him, in infinite variety; for his quiescent soul has now undisturbed
+recollection of the divine archetypes in the ideal world, of which all
+earthly beauty is the shadow."
+
+"He is happy, then, though living in the midst of death," answered
+Philothea: "But does his memory retain no traces of his friends?"
+
+"One--and one only," he replied. "The name of Philothea was too deeply
+engraven to be washed away by the waters of oblivion. He seldom speaks;
+but when he does, you are ever in his visions. The sound of a female
+voice accompanying the lyre is the only thing that makes him smile; and
+nothing moves him to tears save the farewell song of Orpheus to
+Eurydice. In his drawings there is more of majesty and beauty than
+Phidias or Myron ever conceived; and one figure is always there--the
+Pythia, the Muse, the Grace, or something combining all these, more
+spiritual than either."
+
+As the maiden listened, tears started from fountains long sealed, and
+rested like dew-drops on her dark eyelashes.
+
+Farewell to Eurydice! Oh, how many thoughts were wakened by those words!
+They were the last she heard sung by Paralus, the night Anaxagoras
+departed from Athens. Often had the shepherds of Ionia heard the
+melancholy notes float on the evening breeze; and as the sounds died
+away, they spoke to each other in whispers, and said, "They come from
+the dwelling of the divinely-inspired one!"
+
+Plato perceived that the contemplative maiden was busy with memories of
+the past. In a tone of gentle reverence, he added, "What I have told you
+proves that your souls were one, before it wandered from the divine
+home; and it gives hope that they will be re-united, when they return
+thither after their weary exile in the world of shadows."
+
+"And has this strange pestilence produced such an effect on Paralus
+only?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Many in Athens have recovered health without any memory of the images
+of things," replied Plato; "but I have known no other instance where
+recollections of the ideal world remained more bright and unimpaired,
+than they possibly can be while disturbed by the presence of the
+visible. Tithonus formerly told me of similar cases that occurred when
+the plague raged in Ethiopia and Egypt; and Artaphernes says he has seen
+a learned Magus, residing among the mountains that overlook Taoces, who
+recovered from the plague with a perpetual oblivion of all outward
+forms, while he often had knowledge of the thoughts passing in the minds
+of those around him. If an unknown scroll were placed before him, he
+would read it, though a brazen shield were interposed between him and
+the parchment; and if figures were drawn on the water, he at once
+recognized the forms, of which no visible trace remained."
+
+"Marvellous, indeed, is the mystery of our being," exclaimed Anaxagoras.
+
+"It involves the highest of all mysteries," rejoined Plato; "for if man
+did not contain within himself a type of all that is,--from the highest
+to the lowest plane of existence,--he could not enter the human form. At
+times, I have thought glimpses of these eternal truths were revealed to
+me; but I lost them almost as soon as they were perceived, because my
+soul dwelt so much with the images of things. Thus have I stood before
+the thick veil which conceals the shrine of Isis, while the narrow
+streak of brilliant light around its edges gave indication of unrevealed
+glories, and inspired the eager but fruitless hope that the massive
+folds would float away, like a cloud before the sun. There are indeed
+times when I lose the light entirely, and cannot even perceive the veil
+that hides it from me. This is because my soul, like Psyche bending over
+the sleeping Eros, is too curious to examine, by its own feeble taper,
+the lineaments of the divinity whereby it hath been blessed."
+
+"How is Pericles affected by this visitation of the gods upon the best
+beloved of his children?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"It has softened and subdued his ambitious soul," answered Plato; "and
+has probably helped him to endure the loss of political honours with
+composure. I have often observed that affliction renders the heart of
+man like the heart of a little child; and of this I was reminded when I
+parted from Pericles at Salamis, whence the galley sailed for Ionia. You
+doubtless remember the little mound, called Cynos-sema? There lies the
+faithful dog, that died in consequence of swimming after the ship which
+carried the father of Pericles, when the Athenians were all leaving
+their beloved city by advice of Themistocles. The illustrious statesman
+has not been known to shed a tear amid the universal wreck of his
+popularity, his family, and his friends; but standing by this little
+mound, the recollections of childhood came over him, and he wept as an
+infant weeps for its lost mother."
+
+There was a tremulous motion about the lips of the old man, as he
+replied, "Perchance he was comparing the constancy of that affectionate
+animal with the friendship of men, and the happy unconsciousness of his
+boyhood with the anxious cares that wait on greatness. Pericles had a
+soft heart in his youth; and none knew this better than the forgotten
+old man, whom he once called his friend."
+
+Plato perceived his emotion, and answered, in a soothing voice, "He has
+since been wedded to political ambition, which never brought any man
+nearer to his divine home; but Anaxagoras is not forgotten. Pericles has
+of late often visited the shades of Academus, where he has talked much
+of you and Philothea, and expressed earnest hopes that the gods would
+again restore you to Athens, to bless him with your wise counsels."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head, as he replied, "They who would have
+a lamp should take care to supply it with oil. Had Philothea's affection
+been like that of Pericles, this old frame would have perished for want
+of food."
+
+"Nay, Anaxagoras," rejoined Plato, "you must not forget that this
+Peloponessian war, the noisy feuds in Athens, and afflictions in his own
+family, have involved him in continual distractions. He who gives his
+mind to politics, sails on a stormy sea, with a giddy pilot. Pericles
+has now sent you substantial proofs of his gratitude; and if his power
+equalled his wishes, I have no doubt he would make use of the alarmed
+state of public feeling to procure your recall."
+
+"You have as yet given us no tidings of Phidias and his household," said
+Philothea.
+
+"The form of Phidias sleeps," replied Plato: "His soul has returned to
+those sacred mysteries, once familiar to him; the recollection of which
+enabled him while on earth to mould magnificent images of supernal
+forms--images that awakened in all who gazed upon them some slumbering
+memory of ideal worlds; though few knew whence it came, or why their
+souls were stirred. The best of his works is the Olympian Zeus, made at
+Elis after his exile. It is far more sublime than the Pallas Parthenia.
+The Eleans consider the possession of it as a great triumph over
+ungrateful Athens."
+
+"Under whose protection is Eudora placed?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"I have heard that she remains at the house where Phidias died,"
+rejoined Plato. "The Eleans have given her the yearly revenues of a
+farm, in consideration of the affectionate care bestowed on her
+illustrious benefactor.--Report says that Phidias wished to see her
+united to his nephew Pandænus; but I have never heard of the marriage.
+Philæmon is supposed to be in Persia, instructing the sons of the
+wealthy satrap Megabyzus."
+
+"And where is the faithful Geta?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Geta is at Lampsacus; and I doubt not will hasten hither, as soon as he
+has taken care of certain small articles of merchandize that he brought
+with him. Phidias gave him his freedom the day they left Athens; and
+after his death, the people of Elis bestowed upon him fifty drachmæ. He
+has established himself at Phalerum, where he tells me he has doubled
+this sum by the sale of anchovies. He was eager to attend upon me for
+the sake, as he said, of once more seeing his good old master
+Anaxagoras, and that maiden with mild eyes, who always spoke kind words
+to the poor; but I soon discovered there was a stronger reason for his
+desire to visit Lampsacus. From what we had heard, we expected to find
+you in the city. Geta looked very sorrowful, when told that you were
+fifty stadia farther from the sea."
+
+"When we first landed on the Ionian shore,"'replied Anaxagoras, "I took
+up my abode two stadia from Lampsacus, and sometimes went thither to
+lecture in the porticos. But when I did this, I seemed to breathe an
+impure air; and idle young men so often followed me home, that the
+maidens were deprived of the innocent freedom I wished them to enjoy.
+Here I feel, more than I have ever felt, the immediate presence of
+divinity."
+
+"I know not whether it be good or bad," said Plato; "but philosophy has
+wrought in me a dislike of conversing with many persons. I do not
+imitate the Pythagoreans, who close their gates; for I perceive that
+truth never ought to be a sealed fountain; but I cannot go into the
+Prytanæum, the agoras, and the workshops, and jest, like Socrates, to
+captivate the attention of young men. When I thus seek to impart hidden
+treasures, I lose without receiving; and few perceive the value of what
+is offered. I feel the breath of life taken away from me by the
+multitude. Their praises cause me to fear, lest, according to Ibycus, I
+should offend the gods, but acquire glory among men. For these reasons,
+I have resolved never to abide in cities."
+
+"The name of Socrates recalls Alcibiades to my mind," rejoined
+Anaxagoras. "Is he still popular with the Athenians?"
+
+"He is; and will remain so," replied Plato, "so long as he feasts them
+at his own expense, and drinks three cotylæ of wine at a draught. I
+know not of what materials he is made; unless it be of Carpasian flax,
+which above all things burns and consumes not."
+
+"Has this fearful pestilence no power to restrain the appetites and
+passions of the people?" inquired the old man.
+
+"It has but given them more unbridled license,'" rejoined Plato. "Even
+when the unburied dead lay heaped in piles, and the best of our
+equestrians were gasping in the streets, robbers took possession of
+their dwellings, drinking wine from their golden vessels, and singing
+impure songs in the presence of their household gods. Men seek to obtain
+oblivion of danger by reducing themselves to the condition of beasts,
+which have no perception above the immediate wants of the senses. All
+pursuits that serve to connect the soul with the world whence it came
+are rejected. The Odeum is shut; there is no more lecturing in the
+porticos; the temples are entirely forsaken, and even the Diasia are no
+longer observed. Some of the better sort of citizens, weary of fruitless
+prayers and sacrifices to Phoebus, Phoebe, Pallas, and the Erinnys. have
+erected an altar to the Unknown God; and this altar only is heaped with
+garlands, and branches of olive twined with wool."
+
+"A short time ago, he who had dared to propose the erection of such an
+altar would have been put to death," said Anaxagoras. "The pestilence
+has not been sent in vain, if the faith in images is shaken, and the
+Athenians have been led to reverence One great Principle of Order, even
+though they call it unknown."
+
+"It is fear, unmingled with reverence, in the minds of many," replied
+the philosopher of Academus. "As for the multitude, they consider all
+principles of right and wrong as things that may exist, or not exist,
+according to the vote of the Athenian people. Of ideas eternal in their
+nature, and therefore incapable of being created or changed by the will
+of a majority, they cannot conceive. When health is restored, they will
+return to the old worship of forms, as readily as they changed from
+Pericles to Cleon, and will again change from him to Pericles."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head and smiled, as he said: "Ah, Plato!
+Plato! where will you find materials for your ideal republic?"
+
+"In an ideal Atlantis," replied the Athenian, smiling in return; "or
+perchance in the fabled groves of Argive Hera, where the wild beasts are
+tamed--the deer and the wolf lie down together--and the weak animal
+finds refuge from his powerful pursuer. But the principle of a republic
+is none the less true, because mortals make themselves unworthy to
+receive it. The best doctrines become the worst, when they are used for
+evil purposes. Where a love of power is the ruling object, the tendency
+is corruption; and the only difference between Persia and Athens is,
+that in one place power is received by birth, in the other obtained by
+cunning.
+
+"Thus it will ever be; while men grope in the darkness of their outward
+nature; which receives no light from the inward, because they will not
+open the doors of the temple, where a shrine is placed, from which it
+ever beams forth with occult and venerable splendour.
+
+"Philosophers would do well if they ceased to disturb themselves with
+the meaning of mythologic fables, and considered whether they have not
+within themselves a serpent possessing more folds than Typhon, and far
+more raging and fierce. When the wild beasts within the soul are
+destroyed, men will no longer have to contend against their visible
+forms."
+
+"But tell me, O admirable Plato!" said Anaxagoras, "what connection can
+there be between the inward allegorical serpent, and the created form
+thereof?"
+
+"One could not exist without the other," answered Plato, "because where
+there is no ideal, there can be no image. There are doubtless men in
+other parts of the universe better than we are, because they stand on a
+higher plane of existence, and approach nearer to the _idea_ of man. The
+celestial lion is intellectual, but the sublunary irrational; for the
+former is nearer the _idea_ of a lion. The lower planes of existence
+receive the influences of the higher, according to the purity and
+stillness of the will. If this be restless and turbid, the waters from a
+pure fountain become corrupted, and the corruption flows down to lower
+planes of existence, until it at last manifests itself in corporeal
+forms. The sympathy thus produced between things earthly and celestial
+is the origin of imagination; by which men have power to trace the
+images of supernal forms, invisible to mortal eyes. Every man can be
+elevated to a higher plane by quiescence of the will; and thus may
+become a prophet. But none are perfect ones; because all have a tendency
+to look downward to the opinions of men in the same existence with
+themselves: and this brings them upon a lower plane, where the prophetic
+light glimmers and dies. The Pythia at Delphi, and the priestess in
+Dodona, have been the cause of very trifling benefits, when in a
+cautious, prudent state; but when agitated by a divine mania, they have
+produced many advantages, both public and private, to the Greeks."
+
+The conversation was interrupted by the merry shouts of children; and
+presently a troop of boys and girls appeared, leading two lambs decked
+with garlands. They were twin lambs of a ewe that had died; and they had
+been trained to suck from a pipe placed in a vessel of milk. This day,
+for the first time, the young ram had placed his budding horns under the
+throat of his sister lamb, and pushed away her head that he might take
+possession of the pipe himself. The children were greatly delighted with
+this exploit, and hastened to exhibit it before their old friend
+Anaxagoras, who always entered into their sports with a cheerful heart.
+Philothea replenished the vessel of milk; and the gambols of the young
+lambs, with the joyful laughter of the children, diffused a universal
+spirit of gladness. One little girl filled the hands of the old
+philosopher with tender leaves, that the beautiful animals might come
+and eat; while another climbed his knees, and put her little fingers on
+his venerable head, saying, "Your hair is as white as the lamb's; will
+Philothea spin it, father?"
+
+The maiden, who had been gazing at the little group with looks full of
+tenderness, timidly raised her eyes to Plato, and said, "Son of Aristo,
+these have not wandered so far from their divine home as we have!"
+
+The philosopher had before observed the peculiar radiance of Philothea's
+expression, when she raised her downcast eyes; but it never before
+appeared to him so much like light suddenly revealed from the inner
+shrine of a temple.
+
+With a feeling approaching to worship, he replied, "Maiden, your own
+spirit has always remained near its early glories."
+
+When the glad troop of children departed, Plato followed them to see
+their father's flocks, and play quoits with the larger boys. Anaxagoras
+looked after him with a pleased expression, as he said, "He will delight
+their minds, as he has elevated ours. Assuredly, his soul is like the
+Homeric, chain of gold, one end of which rests on earth, and the other
+terminates in Heaven."
+
+Milza was daily employed in fields not far distant, to tend a
+neighbour's goats, and Philothea, wishing to impart the welcome tidings,
+took up the shell with which she was accustomed to summon her to her
+evening labours. She was about to apply the shell to her lips, when she
+perceived the young Arcadian standing in the vine-covered arbour, with
+Geta, who had seized her by each cheek and was kissing her after the
+fashion of the Grecian peasantry. With a smile and a blush, the maiden
+turned away hastily, lest the humble lovers should perceive they were
+discovered.
+
+The frugal supper waited long on the table before Plato returned. As he
+entered, Anaxagoras pointed to the board, which rested on rude sticks
+cut from the trees, and said, "Son of Aristo, all I have to offer you
+are dried grapes, bread, wild honey, and water from the brook."
+
+"More I should not taste if I were at the table of Alcibiades," replied
+the philosopher of Athens. "When I see men bestow much thought on eating
+and drinking, I marvel that they will labour so diligently in building
+their own prisons. Here, at least, we can restore the Age of Innocence,
+when no life was taken to gratify the appetite of man, and the altars of
+the gods were unstained with blood."
+
+Philothea, contrary to the usual custom of Grecian women, remained with
+her grandfather and his guest during their simple repast, and soon after
+retired to her own apartment.
+
+When they were alone, Plato informed his aged friend that his visit to
+Lampsacus was at the request of Pericles. Hippocrates had expressed a
+hope that the presence of Philothea might, at least in some degree,
+restore the health of Paralus; and the heart-stricken father had sent to
+intreat her consent to a union with his son.
+
+"Philothea would not leave me, even if I urged it with tears," replied
+Anaxagoras; "and I am forbidden to return to Athens."
+
+"Pericles has provided an asylum for you, on the borders of Attica,"
+answered Plato; "and the young people would soon join you, after their
+marriage. He did not suppose that his former proud opposition to their
+loves would be forgotten; but he said hearts like yours would forgive it
+all, the more readily because he was now a man deprived of power, and
+his son suffering under a visitation of the gods. Alcibiades laughed
+aloud when he heard of this proposition; and said his uncle would never
+think of making it to any but a maiden who sees the zephyrs run and
+hears the stars sing. He spoke truth in his profane merriment. Pericles
+knows that she who obediently listens to the inward voice will be most
+likely to seek the happiness of others, forgetful of her own wrongs."
+
+"I do not believe the tender-hearted maiden ever cherished resentment
+against any living thing," replied Anaxagoras. "She often reminds me of
+Hesiod's description of Leto:
+
+  'Placid to men and to immortal gods;
+  Mild from the first beginning of her days;
+  Gentlest of all in Heaven.'
+
+"She has indeed been a precious gift to my old age. Simple and loving as
+she is, there are times when her looks and words fill me with awe, as if
+I stood in the presence of divinity."
+
+"It is a most lovely union when the Muses and the Charities inhabit the
+same temple," said Plato. "I think she learned of you to be a constant
+worshipper of the innocent and graceful nymphs, who preside over kind
+and gentle actions. But tell me, Anaxagoras, if this marriage is
+declined, who will protect the daughter of Alcimenes when you are
+gone?"
+
+The philosopher replied, "I have a sister Heliodora, the youngest of my
+father's flock; who is Priestess of the Sun, at Ephesus. Of all my
+family, she has least despised me for preferring philosophy to gold; and
+report bespeaks her wise and virtuous. I have asked and obtained from
+her a promise to protect Philothea when I am gone; but I will tell my
+child the wishes of Pericles, and leave her to the guidance of her own
+heart. If she enters the home of Paralus, she will be to him, as she has
+been to me, a blessing like the sunshine."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+  Adieu, thou sun, and fields of golden light;
+  For the last time I drink thy radiance bright,
+  And sink to sleep.
+                                   ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The galley that brought Plato from Athens was sent on a secret political
+mission, and was not expected to revisit Lampsacus until the return of
+another moon. Anaxagoras, always mindful of the happiness of those
+around him, proposed that the constancy of faithful Geta should be
+rewarded by an union with Milza. The tidings were hailed with joy; not
+only by the young couple, but by all the villagers. The superstition of
+the little damsel did indeed suggest numerous obstacles. The sixteenth
+of the month must on no account be chosen; one day was unlucky for a
+wedding, because as she returned from the fields, an old woman busy at
+the distaff had directly crossed her path; and another was equally so,
+because she had seen a weasel, without remembering to throw three stones
+as it passed. But at last there came a day against which no objections
+could be raised. The sky was cloudless, and the moon at its full; both
+deemed propitious omens. A white kid had been sacrificed to Artemis, and
+baskets of fruit and poppies been duly placed upon her altar. The long
+white veil woven by Milza and laid by for this occasion, was taken out
+to be bleached in the sunshine and dew. Philothea presented a zone,
+embroidered by her own skilful hands; Anaxagoras bestowed a pair of
+sandals laced with crimson; and Geta purchased a bridal robe of flaming
+colours.
+
+Plato promised to supply the feast with almonds and figs. The peasant,
+whose goats Milza had tended, sent six large vases of milk, borne by
+boys crowned with garlands. And the matrons of the village, with whom
+the kind little Arcadian had ever been a favourite, presented a huge
+cake, carried aloft on a bed of flowers, by twelve girls clothed in
+white. The humble residence of the old philosopher was almost covered
+with the abundant blossoms brought by joyful children. The door posts
+were crowned with garlands anointed with oil, and bound with fillets of
+wool. The bride and bridegroom were carried in procession, on a litter
+made of the boughs of trees, plentifully adorned with garlands and flags
+of various colours; preceded by young men playing on reeds and flutes,
+and followed by maidens bearing a pestle and sieve. The priest performed
+the customary sacrifices at the altar of Hera; the omens were
+propitious; libations were poured; and Milza returned to her happy home,
+the wife of her faithful Geta. Feasting continued till late in the
+evening, and the voice of music was not hushed until past the hour of
+midnight.
+
+The old philosopher joined in the festivity, and in the cheerfulness of
+his heart exerted himself beyond his strength. Each succeeding day found
+him more feeble; and Philothea soon perceived that the staff on which
+she had leaned from her childhood was about to be removed forever. On
+the twelfth day after Milza's wedding, he asked to be led into the open
+portico, that he might enjoy the genial warmth. He gazed on the bright
+landscape, as if it had been the countenance of a friend. Then looking
+upward, with a placid smile, he said to Plato, "You tell me that Truth
+acts upon the soul, like the Sun upon the eye, when it turneth to him.
+Would that I could be as easily and certainly placed in the light of
+truth, as I have been in this blessed sunshine! But in vain I seek to
+comprehend the mystery of my being. All my thoughts on this subject are
+dim and shadowy, as the ghosts seen by Odysseus on the Stygian shore."
+
+Plato answered: "Thus it must ever be, while the outward world lies so
+near us, and the images of things crowd perpetually on the mind. An
+obolus held close to the eye may prevent our seeing the moon and the
+stars; and thus does the ever-present earth exclude the glories of
+Heaven. But in the midst of uncertainty and fears, one feeling alone
+remains; and that is hope, strong as belief, that virtue can never die.
+In pity to the cravings of the soul, something will surely be given in
+future time more bright and fixed than the glimmering truths preserved
+in poetic fable; even as radiant stars arose from the ashes of Orion's
+daughters, to shine in the heavens an eternal crown."
+
+The old man replied, "I have, as you well know, been afraid to indulge
+in your speculations concerning the soul, lest I should spend my life in
+unsatisfied attempts to embrace beautiful shadows."
+
+"To me likewise they have sometimes appeared doctrines too high and
+solemn to be taught," rejoined Plato: "Often when I have attempted to
+clothe them in language, the airy forms have glided from me, mocking me
+with their distant beauty. We are told of Tantalus surrounded by water
+that flows away when he attempts to taste it, and with delicious fruits
+above his head, carried off by a sudden wind whenever he tries to seize
+them. It was his crime that, being admitted to the assemblies of
+Olympus, he brought away the nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and gave
+them unto mortals. Sometimes, when I have been led to discourse of ideal
+beauty, with those who perceive only the images of things, the
+remembrance of that unhappy son of Zeus has awed me into silence."
+
+While they were yet speaking, the noise of approaching wheels was heard,
+and presently a splendid chariot, with four white horses, stopped before
+the humble dwelling.
+
+A stranger, in purple robes, descended from the chariot, followed by
+servants carrying a seat of ivory inlaid with silver, a tuft of peacock
+feathers to brush away the insects, and a golden box filled with
+perfumes. It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomenæ, the nephew of
+Anaxagoras. He had neglected and despised the old man in his poverty,
+but had now come to congratulate him on the rumour of Philothea's
+approaching marriage with the son of Pericles. The aged philosopher
+received him with friendly greeting, and made him known to Plato.
+Chrysippus gave a glance at the rude furniture of the portico, and
+gathered his perfumed robes carefully about him.
+
+"Son of Basileon, it is the dwelling of cleanliness, though it be the
+abode of poverty," said the old man, in a tone of mild reproof.
+
+Geta had officiously brought a wooden bench for the high-born guest;
+but he waited till his attendants had opened the ivory seat, and covered
+it with crimson cloth, before he seated himself, and replied:
+
+"Truly, I had not expected to find the son of Hegesibulus in so mean a
+habitation. No man would conjecture that you were the descendant of
+princes."
+
+With a quiet smile, the old man answered,--"Princes have not wished to
+proclaim kindred with Anaxagoras; and why should he desire to perpetuate
+the remembrance of what they have forgotten?"
+
+Chrysippus looked toward Plato, and with some degree of embarrassment
+sought to excuse himself, by saying, "My father often told me that it
+was your own choice to withdraw from your family; and if they have not
+since offered to share their wealth with you, it is because you have
+ever been improvident of your estates."
+
+"What! Do you not take charge of them?" inquired Anaxagoras. "I gave my
+estates to your father, from the conviction that he would take better
+care of them than I could do; and in this I deemed myself most
+provident."
+
+"But you went to Athens, and took no care for your country," rejoined
+the prince.
+
+The venerable philosopher pointed to the heavens, that smiled serenely
+above them,--and said, "Nay, young man, my greatest care has ever been
+for my country."
+
+In a more respectful tone, Chrysippus rejoined: "Anaxagoras, all men
+speak of your wisdom; but does this fame so far satisfy you, that you
+never regret you sacrificed riches to philosophy?"
+
+"I am satisfied with the pursuit of wisdom, not with the fame of it,"
+replied the sage. "In my youth, I greatly preferred wisdom to gold; and
+as I approach the Stygian shore, gold has less and less value in my
+eyes. Charon will charge my disembodied spirit but a single obolus for
+crossing his dark ferry. Living mortals only need a golden bough to
+enter the regions of the dead."
+
+The prince seemed thoughtful for a moment, as he gazed on the benevolent
+countenance of his aged relative.
+
+"If it be as you have said, Anaxagoras is indeed happier than princes,"
+he replied. "But I came to speak of the daughter of Alcimenes. I have
+heard that she is beautiful, and the destined wife of Paralus of
+Athens."
+
+"It is even so," said the philosopher; "and it would gladden my heart,
+if I might be permitted to see her placed under the protection of
+Pericles, before I die."
+
+"Has a sufficient dowry been provided?" inquired Chrysippus. "No one of
+our kindred must enter the family of Pericles as a slave."
+
+A slight colour mantled in the old man's cheeks, as he answered, "I have
+friends in Athens, who will not see my precious child suffer shame for
+want of a few drachmæ."
+
+"I have brought with me a gift, which I deemed in some degree suited to
+the dignity of our ancestors," rejoined the prince; "and I indulged the
+hope of giving it into the hands of the maiden."
+
+As he spoke, he made a signal to his attendants, who straightway brought
+from the chariot a silver tripod lined with gold, and a bag containing
+a hundred golden staters. At the same moment, Milza entered, and in a
+low voice informed Anaxagoras that Philothea deemed this prolonged
+interview with the stranger dangerous to his feeble health; and begged
+that he would suffer himself to be placed on the couch. The invalid
+replied by a message desiring her presence. As she entered, he said to
+her, "Philothea, behold your kinsman Chrysippus, son of Basileon."
+
+The illustrious guest was received with the same modest and friendly
+greeting, that would have been bestowed on the son of a worthy peasant.
+The prince felt slightly offended that his splendid dress and
+magnificent equipage produced so little effect on the family of the
+philosopher; but as the fame of Philothea's beauty had largely mingled
+with other inducements to make the visit, he endeavoured to conceal his
+pride, and as he offered the rich gifts, said in a respectful tone,
+"Daughter of Alcimenes, the tripod is from Heliodora, Priestess at
+Ephesus. The golden coin is from my own coffers. Accept them for a
+dowry; and allow me to claim one privilege in return. As I cannot be at
+the marriage feast, to share the pleasures of other kinsmen, permit the
+son of Basileon to see you now one moment without your veil."
+
+He waved his hand for his attendants to withdraw; but the maiden
+hesitated, until Anaxagoras said mildly, "Chrysippus is of your father's
+kindred; and it is discreet that his request be granted."
+
+Philothea timidly removed her veil, and a modest blush suffused her
+lovely countenance, as she said, "Thanks, Prince of Clazomenæ, for
+these munificent gifts. May the gods long preserve you a blessing to
+your family and people."
+
+"The gifts are all unworthy of her who receives them," replied
+Chrysippus, gazing so intently that the maiden, with rosy confusion,
+replaced her veil.
+
+Anaxagoras invited his royal guest to share a philosopher's repast, to
+which he promised should be added a goblet of wine, lately sent from
+Lampsacus. The prince courteously accepted his invitation; and the kind
+old man, wearied with the exertions he had made, was borne to his couch
+in an inner apartment. When Plato had assisted Philothea and Milza in
+arranging his pillows, and folding the robe about his feet, he returned
+to the portico. Philothea supposed the stranger was about to follow him;
+and without raising her head, as she bent over her grandfather's couch,
+she said: "He is feeble, and needs repose. In the days of his, strength,
+he would not have thus left you to the courtesy of our Athenian guest."
+
+"Would to the gods that I had sought him sooner!" rejoined Chrysippus.
+"While I have gathered foreign jewels, I have been ignorant of the gems
+in my own family."
+
+Then stooping down, he took Anaxagoras by the hand, and said
+affectionately, "Have you nothing to ask of your brother's son?"
+
+"Nothing but your prayers for us, and a gentle government for your
+people," answered the old man. "I thank you for your kindness to this
+precious orphan. For myself, I am fast going where I shall need less
+than ever the gifts of princes."
+
+"Would you not like to be buried with regal honour, in your native
+Clazomenæ?" inquired the prince.
+
+The philosopher again pointed upward as he replied, "Nay. The road to
+heaven would be no shorter from Clazomenæ."
+
+"And what monument would you have reared to mark the spot where
+Anaxagoras sleeps?" said Chrysippus.
+
+"I wish to be buried after the ancient manner, with the least possible
+trouble and expense," rejoined the invalid. "The money you would expend
+for a monument may be given to some captive sighing in bondage. Let an
+almond tree be planted near my grave, that the boys may love to come
+there, as to a pleasant home."
+
+"The citizens of Lampsacus, hearing of your illness, requested me to ask
+what they should do in honour of your memory, when it pleased the gods
+to call you hence. What response do you give to this message?" inquired
+the prince.
+
+The philosopher answered, "Say to them that I desire all the children
+may have a holiday on the anniversary of my death."
+
+Chrysippus remained silent for a few moments; and then continued:
+"Anaxagoras, I perceive that you are strangely unlike other mortals; and
+I know not how you will receive the proposal I am about to make.
+Philothea has glided from the apartment, as if afraid to remain in my
+presence. That graceful maiden is too lovely for any destiny meaner than
+a royal marriage. As a kinsman, I have the best claim to her; and if it
+be your will, I will divorce my Phoenician Astarte, and make Philothea
+princess of Clazomenæ."
+
+"Thanks, son of Basileon," replied the old man; "but I love the innocent
+orphan too well to bestow upon her the burden and the dangers of
+royalty."
+
+"None could dispute your own right to exchange power and wealth for
+philosophy and poverty," said Chrysippus; "but though you are the lawful
+guardian of this maiden, I deem it unjust to reject a splendid alliance
+without her knowledge."
+
+"Philothea gave her affections to Paralus, even in the days of their
+childhood," replied Anaxagoras; "and she is of a nature too divine to
+place much value on the splendour that passes away."
+
+The prince seemed disturbed and chagrined by this imperturbable spirit
+of philosophy; and after a few brief remarks retreated to the portico.
+
+Here he entered into conversation with Plato; and after some general
+discourse, spoke of his wishes with regard to Philothea. "Anaxagoras
+rejects the alliance," said he, smiling; "but take my word for it, the
+maiden would not dismiss the matter thus lightly. I have never yet seen
+a woman who preferred philosophy to princes."
+
+"Kings are less fortunate than philosophers," responded Plato; "I have
+known several women, who preferred wisdom to gold. Could Chrysippus look
+into those divine eyes, and yet believe that Philothea's soul would
+rejoice in the pomp of princes?"
+
+The wealthy son of Basileon still remained incredulous of any exceptions
+to woman's vanity; and finally obtained a promise from Plato, that he
+would use his influence with his friend to have the matter left
+entirely to Philothea's decision.
+
+When the maiden was asked by her grandfather, whether she would be the
+wife of Paralus, smitten by the hand of disease, or princess of
+Clazomenæ, surrounded by more grandeur than Penelope could boast in her
+proudest days--her innocent countenance expressed surprise, not
+unmingled with fear, that the mind of Anaxagoras was wandering. But when
+assured that Chrysippus seriously proposed to divorce his wife and marry
+her, a feeling of humiliation came over her, that a man, ignorant of the
+qualities of her soul, should be thus captivated by her outward beauty,
+and regard it as a thing to be bought with gold. But the crimson tint
+soon subsided from her transparent cheek, and she quietly replied, "Tell
+the prince of Clazomenæ that I have never learned to value riches; nor
+could I do so, without danger of being exiled far from my divine home."
+
+When these words were repeated to Chrysippus, he exclaimed impatiently,
+"Curse on the folly which philosophers dignify with the name of wisdom!"
+
+After this, nothing could restore the courtesy he had previously
+assumed. He scarcely tasted the offered fruit and wine; bade a cold
+farewell, and soon rolled away in his splendid chariot, followed by his
+train of attendants.
+
+This unexpected interview produced a singular excitement in the mind of
+Anaxagoras. All the occurrences of his youth passed vividly before him;
+and things forgotten for years were remembered like events of the past
+hour. Plato sat by his side till the evening twilight deepened,
+listening as he recounted scenes long since witnessed in Athens. When
+they entreated him to seek repose, he reluctantly assented, and said to
+his friend, with a gentle pressure of the hand, "Farewell, son of
+Aristo. Pray for me before you retire to your couch."
+
+Plato parted the silver hairs, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead;
+then crowning himself with a garland, he knelt before an altar that
+stood in the apartment, and prayed aloud: "O thou, who art King of
+Heaven, life and death are in thy hand! Grant what is good for us,
+whether we ask it, or ask it not; and refuse that which would be
+hurtful, even when we ask it most earnestly."
+
+"That contains the spirit of all prayer," said the old philosopher. "And
+now, Plato, go to thy rest; and I will go to mine. Very pleasant have
+thy words been to me. Even like the murmuring of fountains in a parched
+and sandy desert." When left alone with his grandchild and Milza, the
+invalid still seemed unusually excited, and his eyes shone with unwonted
+brightness. Again he recurred to his early years, and talked fondly of
+his wife and children. He dwelt on the childhood of Philothea with
+peculiar pleasure. "Often, very often," said he, "thy infant smiles and
+artless speech led my soul to divine things; when, without thee, the
+link would have been broken, and the communication lost."
+
+He held her hand affectionately in his, and often drew her toward him,
+that he might kiss her cheek. Late in the night, sleep began to steal
+over him with gentle influence; and Philothea was afraid to move, lest
+she should disturb his slumbers.
+
+Milza reposed on a couch close by her side, ready to obey the slightest
+summons; the small earthen lamp that stood on the floor, shaded by an
+open tablet, burned dim; and the footsteps of Plato were faintly heard
+in the stillness of the night, as he softly paced to and fro in the open
+portico.
+
+Philothea leaned her head upon the couch, and gradually yielded to the
+drowsy influence.
+
+When she awoke, various objects in the apartment were indistinctly
+revealed by the dawning light. All was deeply quiet. She remained
+kneeling by her grandfather's side, and her hand was still clasped in
+his; but it was chilled beneath his touch. She arose, gently placed his
+arm on the couch, and looked upon his face. A placid smile rested on his
+features; and she saw that his spirit had passed in peace.
+
+She awoke Milza, and desired that the household might be summoned. As
+they stood around the couch of that venerable man, Geta and Milza wept
+bitterly; but Philothea calmly kissed his cold cheek; and Plato looked
+on him with serene affection, as he said, "So sleep the good."
+
+A lock of grey hair suspended on the door, and a large vase of water at
+the threshold, early announced to the villagers that the soul of
+Anaxagoras had passed from its earthly tenement. The boys came with
+garlands to decorate the funeral couch of the beloved old man; and no
+tribute of respect was wanting; for all that knew him blessed his
+memory.
+
+He was buried, as he had desired, near the clepsydra in the little
+brook; a young almond tree was planted on his grave; and for years
+after, all the children commemorated the anniversary of his death, by a
+festival called Anaxagoreia.
+
+Pericles had sent two discreet matrons, and four more youthful
+attendants, to accompany Philothea to Athens, in case she consented to
+become the wife of Paralus. The morning after the decease of Anaxagoras,
+Plato sent a messenger to Lampsacus, desiring the presence of these
+women, accompanied by Euago and his household. As soon as the funeral
+rites were passed, he entreated Philothea to accept the offered
+protection of Euago, the friend of his youth, and connected by marriage
+with the house of Pericles. "I urge it the more earnestly," said he,
+"because I think you have reason to fear the power and resentment of
+Chrysippus. Princes do not willingly relinquish a pursuit; and his train
+could easily seize you and your attendants, without resistance from
+these simple villagers."
+
+Aglaonice, wife of Euago, likewise urged the orphan, in the most
+affectionate manner, to return with them to Lampsacus, and there await
+the departure of the galley. Philothea acknowledged the propriety of
+removal, and felt deeply thankful for the protecting influence of her
+friends. The simple household furniture was given to Milza; her own
+wardrobe, with many little things that had become dear to her, were
+deposited in the chariot of Euago; the weeping villagers had taken an
+affectionate farewell; and sacrifices to the gods had been offered on
+the altar in front of the dwelling.
+
+Still Philothea lingered and gazed on the beautiful scenes where she
+had passed so many tranquil hours. Tears mingled with her smiles, as she
+said, "O, how hard it is to believe the spirit of Anaxagoras will be as
+near me in Athens, as it is here, where his bones lie buried!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+  One day, the muses twined the hands
+  Of infant love with flowery bands,
+  And gave the smiling captive boy
+  To be Celestial Beauty's joy.
+                             ANACREON.
+
+
+While Philothea remained at Lampsacus, awaiting the arrival of the
+galley, news came that Chrysippus, with a company of horsemen, had been
+to her former residence, under the pretext of paying funeral rites to
+his deceased relative. At the same time, several robes, mantles, and
+veils, were brought from Heliodora at Ephesus; with the request that
+they, as well as the silver tripod, should be considered, not as a
+dowry, but as gifts to be disposed of as she pleased. The priestess
+mentioned feeble health as a reason for not coming in person to bid the
+orphan farewell; and promised that sacrifices and prayers for her
+happines should be duly offered at the shrine of radiant Phoebus.
+
+Philothea smiled to remember how long she had lived in Ionia without
+attracting the notice of her princely relatives, until her name became
+connected with the illustrious house of Pericles; but she meekly
+returned thanks and friendly wishes, together with the writings of
+Simonides, beautifully copied by her own hand.
+
+The day of departure at length arrived. All along the shore might be
+seen smoke rising from the altars of Poseidon, Æolus, Castor and
+Polydeuces, and the sea-green Sisters of the Deep. To the usual danger
+of winds and storms was added the fear of encountering hostile fleets;
+and every power that presided over the destinies of sailors was invoked
+by the anxious mariners. But their course seemed more like an excursion
+in a pleasure barge, than a voyage on the ocean. They rowed along
+beneath a calm and sunny sky, keeping close to the verdant shores where,
+ever and anon, temples, altars, and statues, peeped forth amid groves of
+cypress and cedar; under the shadow of which many a festive train hailed
+the soft approach of spring, with pipe, and song, and choral dance.
+
+The tenth day saw the good ship Halcyone safely moored in the harbour of
+Phalerum, chosen in preference to the more crowded and diseased port of
+the Piræus. The galley having been perceived at a distance, Pericles and
+Clinias were waiting, with chariots, in readiness to convey Philothea
+and her attendants. The first inquiries of Pericles were concerning the
+health of Anaxagoras; and he seemed deeply affected, when informed that
+he would behold his face no more. Philothea's heart was touched by the
+tender solemnity of his manner when he bade her welcome to Athens. Plato
+anticipated the anxious question that trembled on her tongue; and a
+brief answer indicated that no important change had taken place in
+Paralus. Clinias kindly urged the claims of himself and wife to be
+considered the parents of the orphan; and they all accompanied her to
+his house, attended by boys burning incense, as a protection against the
+pestilential atmosphere of the marshy grounds.
+
+When they alighted, Philothea timidly, but earnestly, asked to see
+Paralus without delay. Their long-cherished affection, the full
+communion of soul they had enjoyed together, and the peculiar visitation
+which now rested on him, all combined to make her forgetful of ceremony.
+
+Pericles went to seek his son, and found him reclining on the couch
+where he had left him. The invalid seemed to be in a state of deep
+abstraction, and offered no resistance as they led him to the chariot.
+When they entered the house of Clinias, he looked around with a painful
+expression of weariness, until they tenderly placed him on a couch. He
+was evidently disturbed by the presence of those about him, but
+unmindful of any familiar faces, until Philothea suddenly knelt by his
+side, and throwing back her veil, said, "Paralus! dear Paralus! Do you
+not know me?" Then his whole face kindled with an expression of joy, so
+intense that Pericles for a moment thought the faculties of his soul
+were completely restored.
+
+But the first words he uttered showed a total unconsciousness of past
+events. "Oh, Philothea!" he exclaimed, "I have not heard your voice
+since last night, when you came to me and sung that beautiful welcome to
+the swallows, which all the little children like so well."
+
+On the preceding evening, Philothea, being urged by her maidens to sing,
+had actually warbled that little song; thinking all the while of the
+days of childhood, when she and Paralus used to sing it, to please their
+young companions. When she heard this mysterious allusion to the music,
+she looked at Plato with an expression of surprise; while Milza and the
+other attendants seemed afraid in the presence of one thus visited by
+the gods.
+
+With looks full of beaming affection, the invalid continued: "And now,
+Philothea, we will again walk to that pleasant place, where we went when
+you finished the song."
+
+In low and soothing tones, the maiden inquired, "Where did we go,
+Paralus?"
+
+"Have you forgotten?" he replied. "We went hand in hand up a high
+mountain. A path wound round it in spiral flexures, ever ascending, and
+communicating with all above and all below. A stream of water, pure as
+crystal, flowed along the path, from the summit to the base. Where we
+stood to rest awhile, the skies were of transparent blue; but higher up,
+the light was purple and the trees full of doves. We saw little children
+leading lambs to drink at the stream, and they raised their voices in
+glad shouts, to see the bright waters go glancing and glittering down
+the sides of the mountain."
+
+He remained silent and motionless for several minutes; and then
+continued: "But this path is dreary. I do not like this wide marsh, and
+these ruined temples. Who spoke then and told me it was Athens? But now
+I see the groves of Academus. There is a green meadow in the midst, on
+which rests a broad belt of sunshine. Above it, are floating little
+children with wings; and they throw down garlands to little children
+without wings, who are looking upward with joyful faces. Oh, how
+beautiful they are! Come, Philothea, let us join them."
+
+The philosopher smiled, and inwardly hailed the words as an omen
+auspicious to his doctrines. All who listened were deeply impressed by
+language so mysterious.
+
+The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music. A cithara
+being brought, Philothea played one of his favourite songs, accompanied
+by her voice. The well-remembered sounds seemed to fill him with joy
+beyond his power to express; and again his anxious parent cherished the
+hope that reason would be fully restored.
+
+He put his hand affectionately on Philothea's head, as he said, "Your
+presence evidently has a blessed influence; but oh, my daughter, what a
+sacrifice you are making--young and beautiful as you are!"
+
+"Nay, Pericles," she replied, "I deem it a privilege once more to hear
+the sound of his voice; though it speaks a strange, unearthly language."
+
+When they attempted to lead the invalid from the apartment, and
+Philothea, with a tremulous voice, said, "Farewell, Paralus,"--an
+expression of intense gloom came over his countenance, suddenly as a
+sunny field is obscured by passing clouds. "Not farewell to Eurydice!"
+he said: "It is sad music--sad music."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden was affected even to tears, and found it hard
+to submit to a temporary separation. But Pericles assured her that his
+son would probably soon fall asleep, and awake without any recollection
+of recent events. Before she retired to her couch, a messenger was sent
+to inform her that Paralus was in deep repose.
+
+Clinias having removed from the unhealthy Piræus, in search of purer
+atmosphere, Philothea found him in the house once occupied by Phidias;
+and the hope that scenes of past happiness might prove salutary to the
+mind of Paralus, induced Pericles to prepare the former dwelling of
+Anaxagoras for his bridal home. The friends and relations of the invalid
+were extremely desirous to have Philothea's soothing influence
+continually exerted upon him; and the disinterested maiden earnestly
+wished to devote every moment of her life to the restoration of his
+precious health. Under these circumstances, it was deemed best that the
+marriage should take place immediately.
+
+The mother of Paralus had died; and Aspasia, with cautious delicacy,
+declined being present at the ceremony, under the pretext of ill health;
+but Phoenarete, the wife of Clinias, gladly consented to act as mother
+of the orphan bride.
+
+Propitiatory sacrifices were duly offered to Artemis, Hera, Pallas,
+Aphrodite, the Fates, and the Graces. On the appointed day, Philothea
+appeared in bridal garments, prepared by Phoenarete. The robe of fine
+Milesian texture, was saffron-coloured, with a purple edge. Over this,
+was a short tunic of brilliant crimson, confined at the waist by an
+embroidered zone, fastened with a broad clasp of gold. Glossy braids of
+hair were intertwined with the folds of her rose-coloured veil; and both
+bride and bridegroom were crowned with garlands of roses and myrtle. The
+chariot, in which they were seated, was followed by musicians, and a
+long train of friends and relatives. Arrived at the temple of Hera, the
+priest presented a branch, which they held between them as a symbol of
+the ties about to unite them. Victims were sacrificed, and the omens
+declared not unpropitious. When the gall had been cast behind the
+altar, Clinias placed Philothea's hand within the hand of Paralus; the
+bride dedicated a ringlet of her hair to Hera; the customary vows were
+pronounced by the priest; and the young couple were presented with
+golden cups of wine, from which they poured libations. The invalid was
+apparently happy; but so unconscious of the scene he was acting, that
+his father was obliged to raise his hand and pour forth the wine.
+
+The ceremonies being finished, the priest reminded Philothea that when a
+good wife died, Persephone formed a procession of the best women to
+scatter flowers in her path, and lead her spirit to Elysium. As he
+spoke, two doves alighted on the altar; but one immediately rose, and
+floated above the other, with a tender cooing sound. Its mate looked
+upward for a moment; and then both of them rose high in the air, and
+disappeared. The spectators hailed this as an auspicious omen; but
+Philothea pondered it in her heart, and thought she perceived a deeper
+meaning than was visible to them.
+
+As the company returned, with the joyful sound of music, many a friendly
+hand threw garlands from the housetops, and many voices pronounced a
+blessing.
+
+In consideration of the health of Paralus, the customary evening
+procession was dispensed with. An abundant feast was prepared at the
+house of Clinias. The gentle and serious bride joined with her female
+friends in the apartments of the women; but no bridegroom appeared at
+the banquet of the men.
+
+As the guests seated themselves at table, a boy came in covered with
+thorn-boughs and acorns, bearing a golden basket filled with bread, and
+singing, "I have left the worse and found the better." As he passed
+through the rooms, musicians began to play on various instruments, and
+troops of young dancers moved in airy circles to the sound.
+
+At an early hour, Philothea went to the apartment prepared for her in
+the home of her childhood. Phoenarete preceded her with a lighted torch,
+and her female attendants followed, accompanied by young Pericles,
+bearing on his head a vase of water from the Fountain of Callirhöe, with
+which custom required that the bride's feet should be bathed. Music was
+heard until a late hour, and epithalamia were again resumed with the
+morning light.
+
+The next day, a procession of women brought the bridal gifts of friends
+and relatives, preceded by a boy clothed in white, carrying a torch in
+one hand, and a basket of flowers in the other. Philothea, desirous to
+please the father of her husband, had particularly requested that this
+office might be performed by the youthful Pericles--a beautiful boy, the
+only son of Aspasia. The gifts were numerous; consisting of embroidered
+sandals, perfume boxes of ivory inlaid with gold, and various other
+articles, for use or ornament. Pericles sent a small ivory statue of
+Persephone gathering flowers in the vale of Enna; and Aspasia a clasp,
+representing the Naiades floating with the infant Eros, bound in
+garlands. The figures were intaglio, in a gem of transparent cerulean
+hue, and delicately painted. When viewed from the opposite side, the
+effect was extremely beautiful; for the graceful nymphs seemed actually
+moving in their native element Alcibiades presented a Sidonian veil, of
+roseate hue and glossy texture. Phoenarete bestowed a ring, on which was
+carved a dancing Oread; and Plato a cameo clasp, representing the infant
+Eros crowning a lamb with a garland of lilies.
+
+On the third day, custom allowed every relative to see the bride with
+her face unveiled; and the fame of her surpassing beauty induced the
+remotest connections of the family to avail themselves of the privilege.
+Philothea meekly complied with these troublesome requisitions; but her
+heart was weary for quiet hours, that she might hold free communion with
+Paralus, in that beautiful spirit-land, where his soul was wandering
+before its time.
+
+Music, and the sound of Philothea's voice, seemed the only links that
+connected him with a world of shadows; but his visions were so blissful,
+and his repose so full of peace, that restless and ambitious men might
+well have envied a state thus singularly combining the innocence of
+childhood with the rich imagination of maturer years.
+
+Many weeks passed away in bright tranquillity; and the watchful wife
+thought she at times perceived faint indication of returning health.
+Geta and Milza, in compliance with their own urgent entreaties, were her
+constant assistants in nursing the invalid; and more than once she
+imagined that he looked at them with an earnest expression, as if his
+soul were returning to the recollections of former years.
+
+Spring ripened into summer. The olive-garlands twined with wool,
+suspended on the doors during the festival of Thargelia, had withered
+and fallen; and all men talked of the approaching commemoration of the
+Olympic games.
+
+Hippocrates had been informed that Tithonus, the Ethiopian, possessed
+the singular power of leading the soul from the body, and again
+restoring it to its functions, by means of a soul-directing wand; and
+the idea arose in his mind, that this process might produce a salutary
+effect on Paralus.
+
+The hopes of the anxious father were easily kindled; and he at once
+became desirous that his son should be conveyed to Olympia; for it was
+reported that Tithonus would be present at the games.
+
+Philothea sighed deeply, as she listened to the proposition; for she had
+faith only in the healing power of perfect quiet, and the free communion
+of congenial souls. She yielded to the opinion of Pericles with
+characteristic humility; but the despondency of her tones did not pass
+unobserved.
+
+"It is partly for your sake that I wish it, my poor child," said he. "If
+it may be avoided, I will not see the whole of your youth consumed in
+anxious watchings."
+
+The young wife looked up with a serene and bright expression, as she
+replied, "Nay, my father, you have never seen me anxious, or troubled. I
+have known most perfect contentment since my union with your son."
+
+Pericles answered affectionately, "I believe it, my daughter; and I have
+marvelled at your cheerfulness. Assuredly, with more than Helen's
+beauty, you have inherited the magical Egyptian powder, whereby she
+drove away all care and melancholy."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+  _Iphegenia_--Absent so long, with joy I look on thee.
+  _Agamemnon_--And I on thee; so this is mutual joy.
+                                    EURIPIDES.
+
+
+In accordance with the advice of Hippocrates, the journey to Olympia was
+undertaken. Some time before the commencement of the games, a party,
+consisting of Pericles, Plato, Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants,
+made preparations for departure.
+
+Having kissed the earth of Athens, and sacrificed to Hermes and Hecate,
+the protectors of travellers, they left the city at the Dipylon Gate,
+and entered the road leading to Eleusis. The country presented a
+cheerless aspect; for fields and vineyards once fruitful were desolated
+by ferocious war. But religious veneration had protected the altars, and
+their chaste simplicity breathed the spirit of peace; while the
+beautiful little rustic temples of Demeter, in commemoration of her
+wanderings in search of the lost Persephone, spoke an ideal language,
+soothing to the heart amid the visible traces of man's destructive
+passions.
+
+During the solemnization of the Olympic Games, the bitterest animosities
+were laid aside. The inhabitants of states carrying on a deadly war with
+each other, met in peace and friendship. Even Megara, with all her
+hatred to Athens, gave the travellers a cordial welcome. In every house
+they entered, bread, wine, and salt, were offered to Zeus Xinias, the
+patron of hospitality.
+
+A pleasant grove of cypress trees announced the vicinity of Corinth,
+famed for its magnificence and beauty. A foot-path from the grove led to
+a secluded spot, where water was spouted forth by a marble dolphin, at
+the foot of a brazen statue of Poseidon.
+
+The travellers descended from their chariots to rest under the shadow of
+the lofty plane trees, and refresh themselves with a draught from the
+fountain. The public road was thronged with people on their way to
+Olympia. Most of them drove with renewed eagerness to enter Corinth
+before the evening twilight; for nearly all travellers made it a point
+to visit the remarkable scenes in this splendid and voluptuous city, the
+Paris of the ancient world. A few were attracted by the cool murmuring
+of the waters, and turned aside to the fountain of Poseidon. Among these
+was Artaphernes the Persian, who greeted Pericles, and made known his
+friend Orsames, lately arrived from Ecbatana. The stranger said he had
+with him a parcel for Anaxagoras; and inquired whether any tidings of
+that philosopher had been lately received in Athens. Pericles informed
+them of the death of the good old man, and mentioned that his
+grand-daughter, accompanied by her husband and attendants, was then in a
+retired part of the grove. The Persian took from his chariot a roll of
+parchment and a small box, and placed them in the hands of Geta, to be
+conveyed to Philothea. The tears came to her eyes, when she discovered
+that it was a friendly epistle from Philæmon to his beloved old master.
+It appeared to have been written soon after he heard of his exile, and
+was accompanied by a gift of four minæ. His own situation was described
+as happy as it could be in a foreign land. His time was principally
+employed in instructing the sons of the wealthy satrap, Megabyzus; a
+situation which he owed to the friendly recommendation of Artaphernes.
+At the close, after many remarks concerning the politics of Athens, he
+expressed a wish to be informed of Eudora's fate, and an earnest hope
+that she was not beyond the reach of Philothea's influence.
+
+This letter awakened busy thoughts. The happy past and a cheerful future
+were opened to her mind, in all the distinctness of memory and the
+brightness of hope. At such moments, her heart yearned for the ready
+sympathy she had been wont to receive from Paralus. As she drew aside
+the curtains of the litter, and looked upon him in tranquil slumber, she
+thought of the wonderful gift of Tithonus, with an intense anxiety, to
+which her quiet spirit was usually a stranger. Affectionate
+recollections of Eudora, and the anticipated joy of meeting, mingled
+with this deeper tide of feeling, and increased her desire to arrive at
+the end of their journey. Pericles shared her anxiety, and admitted no
+delays but such as were necessary for the health of the invalid.
+
+From Corinth they passed into the pleasant valleys of Arcadia, encircled
+with verdant hills. Here nature reigned in simple beauty, unadorned by
+the magnificence of art. The rustic temples were generally composed of
+intertwined trees, in the recesses of which were placed wooden images of
+Pan, "the simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god." Here and there an aged
+man reposed in the shadow of some venerable oak; and the shepherds, as
+they tended their flocks, welcomed this brief interval of peace with
+the mingled music of reeds and flutes.
+
+Thence the travellers passed into the broad and goodly plains of Elis;
+protected from the spoiler by its sacred character, as the seat of the
+Olympic Games. In some places, troops of women might be seen in the
+distance, washing garments in the river Alpheus, and spreading them out
+to whiten in the sun. Fertility rewarded the labours of the husbandmen,
+and the smiling fields yielded pasturage to numerous horses, which
+Phoebus himself might have prized for strength, fleetness, and majestic
+beauty.
+
+Paralus passed through all these scenes entirely unconscious whether
+they were sad or cheerful. When he spoke, it was of things unrecognized
+by those of earthly mould; yet those who heard him found therein a
+strange and marvellous beauty, that seemed not altogether new to the
+soul, but was seen in a dim and pleasing light, like the recollections
+of infant years.
+
+The travellers stopped at a small town in the neighbourhood of Olympia,
+where Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants were to remain during the
+solemnization of the games. The place chosen for their retreat was the
+residence of Proclus and his wife Melissa; worthy, simple-hearted
+people, at whose house Phidias had died, and under whose protection he
+had placed Eudora.
+
+As the chariots approached the house, the loud barking of Hylax
+attracted the attention of Zoila, the merry little daughter of Proclus,
+who was playing in the fields with her brother Pterilaüs. The moment the
+children espied a sight so unusual in that secluded place, they ran
+with all speed to carry tidings to the household. Eudora was busy at the
+loom; but she went out to look upon the strangers, saying, as she did
+so, that they were doubtless travellers, who, in passing to the Olympic
+Games, had missed their way.
+
+Her heart beat tumultuously when she saw Hylax capering and fawning
+about a man who bore a strong resemblance to Geta. The next moment, she
+recognized Pericles and Plato speaking with a tall, majestic looking
+woman, closely veiled. She darted forward a few paces, in the eagerness
+of her joy; but checked herself when she perceived that the stranger
+lingered; for she said, in her heart, "If it were Philothea, she could
+not be so slow in coming to meet me."
+
+Thus she reasoned, not knowing that Philothea was the wife of Paralus,
+and that his enfeebled health required watchful care. In a few moments
+her doubts were dispelled, and the friends were locked in each others'
+arms.
+
+Proclus gave the travellers a hospitable reception, and cheerfully
+consented that Paralus and his attendants should remain with them.
+Pericles, having made all necessary arrangements for the beloved
+invalid, bade an early farewell, and proceeded with Plato to Olympia.
+
+When Geta and Milza had received a cordial welcome; and Hylax had
+somewhat abated his boisterous joy; and old Dione, with the tears in her
+eyes, had brought forward treasures of grapes and wine--Eudora eagerly
+sought a private interview with the friend of her childhood.
+
+"Dearest Philothea!" she exclaimed, "I thought you were still in Ionia;
+and I never expected to see you again; and now you have come, my heart
+is _so_ full"----
+
+Unable to finish the sentence, she threw herself on that bosom where she
+had ever found sympathy in all her trials, and sobbed like a child.
+
+"My beloved Eudora," said Philothea, "you still carry with you a heart
+easily kindled; affections that heave and blaze like a volcano."
+
+The maiden looked up affectionately, and smiled through her tears, as
+she said, "The love you kindled in infancy has burned none the less
+strongly because there was no one to cherish it. If the volcano now
+blazes, it only proves how faithfully it has carried the hidden fire in
+its bosom."
+
+She paused, and spoke more sadly, as she added, "There was, indeed, one
+brief period, when it was well-nigh smothered. Would to the gods, _that_
+might pass into oblivion! But it will not. After Phidias came to Elis,
+he made for Plato a small statue of Mnemosyne, that turned and looked
+upward to Heaven, while she held a half-opened scroll toward the earth.
+It was beautiful beyond description; but there was bitterness in my
+heart when I looked upon it; I thought Memory should be represented
+armed with the scourge of the Furies."
+
+"And did you not perceive," said Philothea, "that yourself had armed the
+benignant goddess with a scourge? Thus do the best gifts from the Divine
+Fountain become changed by the will of those who receive them. But,
+dearest Eudora, though your heart retains its fire, a change has passed
+over your countenance. The cares of this world have driven away the
+spirit of gladness, that came with you from your divine home. That
+smiling twin of Innocence is ever present and visible while we are
+unconscious of its existence; but when in darkness and sorrow the soul
+asks where it has gone, a hollow voice, like the sound of autumn winds,
+echoes, 'Gone!'"
+
+Eudora sighed, as she answered, "It is even so. But I know not where you
+could have learned it; for you have ever seemed to live in a region
+above darkness and storms. Earth has left no shadow on your countenance.
+It expresses the same transparent innocence, the same mild love. A light
+not of this world is gleaming there; and it has grown brighter and
+clearer since we parted. I could almost believe that you accompany Hera
+to the Fountain of Canathus, where it is said she every year bathes to
+restore her infant purity."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she playfully laid her hand on Eudora's mouth, and
+said, "Nay, Eudora, you forget that flattery produces effects very
+unlike the Fountain of Canathus. We have been gazing in each other's
+faces, as if we fondly hoped there to read the record of all that has
+passed since we were separated. Yet, very little of all that we have
+known and felt--of all that has gradually become a portion of our
+life--is inscribed there. Perhaps you already know that Anaxagoras fell
+asleep in Ionia. The good old man died in peace, as he had lived in
+love. If I mistake not, while I talked with Pericles, Milza informed you
+that I was the wife of Paralus?"
+
+"Yes, dearest Philothea; but not till she had first told me of her own
+marriage with Geta."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she replied, "I believe it is the only case in
+which that affectionate creature thinks of herself, before she thinks of
+me; but Geta is to her an object of more importance than all the world
+beside. When we were in Ionia, I often found her whispering magical
+words, while she turned the sieve and shears, to ascertain whether her
+lover were faithful to his vows. I could not find it in my heart to
+reprove her fond credulity;--for I believe this proneness to wander
+beyond the narrow limits of the visible world is a glimmering
+reminiscence of parentage divine; and though in Milza's untutored mind
+the mysterious impulse takes an inglorious form, I dare not deride what
+the wisest soul can neither banish nor comprehend."
+
+As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the curtain, which
+separated them from the room where Paralus reposed, watched by the
+faithful Geta. There was a tender solemnity in the expression of her
+countenance, whereby Eudora conjectured the nature of her thoughts.
+Speaking in a subdued voice, she asked whether Paralus would inquire for
+her, when he awoke.
+
+"He will look for me, and seem bewildered, as if something were lost,"
+replied Philothea. "Since I perceived this, I have been careful not to
+excite painful sensations by my absence. Geta will give me notice when
+slumber seems to be passing away."
+
+"And do you think Tithonus can restore him?" inquired Eudora.
+
+Philothea answered, "Fear is stronger than hope. I thought I perceived a
+healing influence in the perfect quiet and watchful love that surrounded
+him in Athens; and to these I would fain have trusted, had it been the
+will of Pericles. But, dearest Eudora, let us not speak on this subject.
+It seems to me like the sacred groves, into which nothing unconsecrated
+may enter."
+
+After a short pause, Eudora said. "Then I will tell you my own history.
+After we came to Elis, Phidias treated me with more tenderness and
+confidence than he had ever done. Perhaps he observed that my proud,
+impetuous character was chastened and subdued by affliction and
+repentance. Though we were in the habit of talking unreservedly, he
+never alluded to the foolish conduct that offended him so seriously. I
+felt grateful for this generous forbearance; and by degress I learned to
+fear him less and love him deeply."
+
+"We received some tidings of him when Plato came into Ionia," rejoined
+Philothea; "and we rejoiced to learn that he found in Elis a rich
+recompense for the shameful ingratitude of Athens."
+
+"It was a rich recompense, indeed," replied Eudora. "The people
+reverenced him as if he were something more than mortal. His statue
+stands in the sacred grove at Olympia, bearing the simple inscription;
+'Phidias, Son of Charmides, sculptor of the Gods.' At his death, the
+Elians bestowed gifts on all his servants; endowed me with the yearly
+revenues of a farm; and appointed his nephew Pandænus to the honourable
+office of preserving the statue of Olympian Zeus."
+
+"Did Phidias express no anxiety concerning your unprotected situation?"
+inquired Philothea.
+
+"It was his wish that I should marry Pandænus," answered Eudora; "but
+he urged the subject no farther, when he found that I regarded the
+marriage with aversion. On his death-bed he charged his nephew to
+protect and cherish me as a sister. He left me under the guardianship of
+Proclus, with strict injunctions that I should have perfect freedom in
+the choice of a husband. He felt no anxiety concerning my maintenance;
+for the Elians had promised that all persons connected with him should
+be liberally provided at the public expense; and I was universally
+considered as the adopted daughter of Phidias."
+
+"And what did Pandænus say to the wishes of his uncle?" asked
+Philothea.
+
+Eudora blushed slightly as she answered, "He tried to convince me that
+we should all be happier, if I would consent to the arrangement. I could
+not believe this; and Pandænus was too proud to repeat his
+solicitations to a reluctant listener. I seldom see him; but when there
+is opportunity to do me service, he is very kind."
+
+Her friend looked earnestly upon her, as if seeking to read her heart;
+and inquired, "Has no other one gained your affections? I had some fears
+that I should find you married."
+
+"And why did you fear?" said Eudora: "Other friends would consider it a
+joyful occasion."
+
+"But I feared, because I have ever cherished the hope that you would be
+the wife of Philæmon," rejoined her companion.
+
+The sensitive maiden sighed deeply, and turned away her head, as she
+said, with a tremulous voice, "I have little doubt that Philæmon has
+taken a Persian wife, before this time."
+
+Philothea made no reply; but searched for the epistle she had received
+at Corinth, and placed it in the hands of her friend. Eudora started,
+when she saw the well-known writing of Philæmon. But when she read the
+sentence wherein he expressed affectionate solicitude for her welfare,
+she threw her arms convulsively about Philothea's neck, exclaiming, "Oh,
+my beloved friend, what a blessed messenger you have ever been to this
+poor heart!"
+
+For some moments, her agitation was extreme; but that gentle influence,
+which had so often soothed her, gradually calmed her perturbed feelings;
+and they talked freely of the possibility of regaining Philæmon's love.
+
+As Eudora stood leaning on her shoulder, Philothea, struck with the
+contrast in their figures, said: "When you were in Athens, we called you
+the Zephyr; and surely you are thinner now than you were then. I fear
+your health suffers from the anxiety of your mind. "See!" continued she,
+turning towards the mirror--"See what a contrast there is between us!"
+
+"There should be a contrast," rejoined Eudora, smiling: "The pillars of
+agoras are always of lighter and less majestic proportions than the
+pillars of temples."
+
+As she spoke, Geta lifted the curtain, and Philothea instantly obeyed
+the signal. For a few moments after her departure, Eudora heard the low
+murmuring of voices, and then the sound of a cithara, whose tones she
+well remembered. The tune was familiar to her in happier days, and she
+listened to it with tears.
+
+Her meditations were suddenly disturbed by little Zoila, who came in
+with a jump and a bound, to show a robe full of flowers she had gathered
+for the beautiful Athenian lady. When she perceived that tears had
+fallen on the blossoms, she suddenly changed her merry tones, and with
+artless affection inquired, "What makes Dora cry?"
+
+"I wept for the husband of that beautiful Athenian lady, because he is
+very ill," replied the maiden.
+
+"See the flowers!" exclaimed Zoila. "It looks as if the dew was on it;
+but the tears will not make it grow again--will they?"
+
+Eudora involuntarily shuddered at the omen conveyed in her childish
+words; but gave permission to carry her offering to the Athenian lady,
+if she would promise to step very softly, and speak in whispers.
+Philothea received the flowers thankfully, and placed them in vases near
+her husband's couch; for she still fondly hoped to win back the
+wandering soul by the presence of things peaceful, pure, and beautiful.
+She caressed the innocent little one, and tried to induce her to remain
+a few minutes; but the child seemed uneasy, as if in the presence of
+something that inspired fear. She returned to Eudora with a very
+thoughtful countenance; and though she often gathered flowers for "the
+tall infant," as she called Paralus, she could never after be persuaded
+to enter his apartment.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+                  They in me breathed a voice
+  Divine; that I might know, with listening ears,
+  Things past and future; and enjoined me praise
+  The race of blessed ones, that live for aye.
+                                           HESIOD
+
+
+PHILOTHEA to PHILÆMON, greeting:
+
+The body of Anaxagoras has gone to the Place of Sleep. If it were not
+so, his hand would have written in reply to thy kind epistle. I was with
+him when he died, but knew not the hour he departed, for he sunk to rest
+like an infant.
+
+We lived in peaceful poverty in Ionia; sometimes straitened for the
+means whereby this poor existence is preserved, but ever cheerful in
+spirit.
+
+I drank daily from the ivory cup thou didst leave for me, with thy
+farewell to Athens; and the last lines traced by my grandfather's hand
+still remain on the tablet thou didst give him. They are preserved for
+thee, to be sent in to Persia, if thou dost not return to Greece, as I
+hope thou wilt.
+
+I am now the wife of Paralus; and Pericles has brought us into the
+neighbourhood of Olympia, seeking medical aid for my husband, not yet
+recovered from the effects of the plague. Pure and blameless, Paralus
+has ever been--with a mind richly endowed by the gods; and all this thou
+well knowest. Yet he is as one that dies while he lives; though not
+altogether as one unbeloved by divine beings. Wonderful are the accounts
+he brings of that far-off world, where his spirit wanders. Sometimes I
+listen with fear, till all philosophy seems dim, and I shrink from the
+mystery of our being. When they do not disturb him with earthly
+medicines, he is quiet and happy. Waking, he speaks of things clothed in
+heavenly splendour; and in his sleep, he smiles like a child whose
+dreams are pleasant. I think this blessing comes from the Divine, by
+reason of the innocence of his life.
+
+We abide at the house of Proclus, a kind, truth-telling man, whose wife,
+Melissa, is at once diligent and quiet--a rare combination of goodly
+virtues. These worthy people have been guardians of Eudora, since the
+death of Phidias; and with much affection, they speak of her gentleness,
+patience, and modest retirement. Melissa told me Aspasia had urgently
+invited her to Athens, but she refused, without even asking the advice
+of her guardian. Thou knowest her great gifts would have been worshipped
+by the Athenians, and that Eudora herself could not be ignorant of this.
+
+Sometimes a stream is polluted in the fountain, and its waters are
+tainted through all its wanderings; and sometimes the traveller throws
+into a pure rivulet some unclean thing, which floats awhile, and is then
+rejected from its bosom. Eudora is the pure rivulet. A foreign stain
+floated on the surface, but never mingled with its waters.
+
+Phidias wished her to marry his nephew; and Pandænus would fain have
+persuaded her to consent; but they forebore to urge it, when they saw it
+gave her pain. She is deeply thankful to her benefactor for allowing her
+a degree of freedom so seldom granted to Grecian maidens.
+
+The Elians, proud of their magnificent statue of Olympian Zeus, have
+paid extraordinary honours to the memory of the great sculptor, and
+provided amply for every member of his household. Eudora is industrious
+from choice, and gives liberally to the poor; particularly to orphans,
+who, like herself, have been brought into bondage by the violence of
+wicked men, or the chances of war. For some time past, she has felt all
+alone in the world;--a condition that marvellously helps to bring us
+into meekness and tenderness of spirit. When she read what thou didst
+write of her in thy epistle, she fell upon my neck and wept.
+
+I return to thee the four minæ. He to whose necessities thou wouldst
+have kindly administered, hath gone where gold and silver avail not.
+Many believe that they who die sleep forever; but this they could not,
+if they had listened to words I have heard from Paralus.
+
+Son of Chærilaüs, farewell. May blessings be around thee, wheresoever
+thou goest, and no evil shadow cross thy threshold.
+
+Written in Elis, this thirteenth day of the increasing moon, in the
+month Hecatombæon, and the close of the eighty-seventh Olympiad."
+
+Without naming her intention to Eudora, Philothea laid aside the scroll
+she had prepared, resolved to place it in the hands of Pericles, to be
+entrusted to the care of some Persian present at the games, which were
+to commence on the morrow.
+
+Before the hour of noon, Hylax gave notice of approaching strangers, who
+proved to be Pericles and Plato, attended by Tithonus. The young wife
+received them courteously, though a sudden sensation of dread ran
+through her veins with icy coldness. It was agreed that none but
+herself, Pericles, and Plato, should be present with Tithonus; and that
+profound silence should be observed. Preparation was made by offering
+solemn sacrifices to Phoebus, Hermes, Hecate, and Persephone; and
+Philothea inwardly prayed to that Divine Principle, revealed to her only
+by the monitions of his spirit in the stillness of her will.
+
+Tithonus stood behind the invalid, and remained perfectly quiet for many
+minutes. He then gently touched the back part of his head with a small
+wand, and leaning over him, whispered in his ear. An unpleasant change
+immediately passed over the countenance of Paralus; he endeavoured to
+place his hand on his head, and a cold shivering seized him. Philothea
+shuddered, and Pericles grew pale, as they watched these symptoms; but
+the silence remained unbroken. A second and a third time the Ethiopian
+touched him with his wand, and spoke in whispers. The expression of pain
+deepened; insomuch that his friends could not look upon him without
+anguish of heart. Finally his limbs straightened, and became perfectly
+rigid and motionless.
+
+Tithonus, perceiving the terror he had excited, said soothingly, "Oh,
+Athenians, be not afraid. I have never seen the soul withdrawn without a
+struggle with the body. Believe me, it will return. The words I
+whispered, were those I once heard from the lips of Plato: 'The human
+soul is guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest
+eyes, and wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is
+black, heavy and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.'
+
+"The second time, I whispered, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And the
+third time I said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no
+wings.' When life returns, Paralus will have remembrance of these
+words."
+
+"Oh, restore him! Restore him!" exclaimed Philothea, in tones of
+agonized entreaty.
+
+Tithonus answered with respectful tenderness, and again stood in
+profound silence several minutes, before he raised the wand. At the
+first touch, a feeble shivering gave indication of returning life. As it
+was repeated a second and a third time, with a brief interval between
+each movement, the countenance of the sufferer grew more dark and
+troubled, until it became fearful to look upon. But the heavy shadow
+gradually passed away, and a dreamy smile returned, like a gleam of
+sunshine after storms. The moment Philothea perceived an expression
+familiar to her heart, she knelt by the couch, seized the hand of
+Paralus, and bathed it with her tears.
+
+When the first gush of emotion had subsided, she said, in a soft, low
+voice, "Where have you been, dear Paralus?" The invalid answered: "A
+thick vapour enveloped me, as with a dark cloud; and a stunning noise
+pained my head with its violence. A voice said to me, 'The human soul is
+guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest eyes, and
+wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is black,
+heavy, and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.' Then the
+darkness began to clear away. But there was strange confusion. All
+things seemed rapidly to interchange their colours and their forms--the
+sound of a storm was in mine ears--the elements and the stars seemed to
+crowd upon me--and my breath was taken away. Then I heard a voice,
+saying, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And I looked and saw the
+chariot and horses, of which the voice had spoken. The beautiful white
+horse gazed upward, and tossed his mane, and spread his wings
+impatiently; but the black horse slept upon the ground. The voice again
+said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no wings!' And
+suddenly the chariot ascended, and I saw the white horse on light fleecy
+clouds, in a far blue sky. Then I heard a pleasing, silent sound--as if
+dew-drops made music as they fell. I breathed freely, and my form seemed
+to expand itself with buoyant life. All at once, I was floating in the
+air, above a quiet lake, where reposed seven beautiful islands, full of
+the sound of harps; and Philothea slept at my side, with a garland on
+her head. I asked, 'Is this the divine home, whence I departed into the
+body?' And a voice above my head answered 'It is the divine home. Man
+never leaves it. He ceases to perceive.' Afterward, I looked downward,
+and saw my dead body lying on a couch. Then again there came strange
+confusion--and a painful clashing of sounds--and all things rushing
+together. But Philothea took my hand, and spoke to me in gentle tones,
+and the discord ceased."
+
+Plato had listened with intense interest. He stood apart with Tithonus,
+and they spoke together in low tones, for several minutes before they
+left the apartment. The philosopher was too deeply impressed to return
+to the festivities of Olympia. He hired an apartment at the dwelling of
+a poor shepherd, and during the following day remained in complete
+seclusion, without partaking of food.
+
+While Paralus revealed his vision, his father's soul was filled with
+reverence and fear, and he breathed with a continual consciousness of
+supernatural presence. When his feelings became somewhat composed, he
+leaned over the couch, and spoke a few affectionate words to his son;
+but the invalid turned away his head, as if disturbed by the presence of
+a stranger. The spirit of the strong man was moved, and he trembled like
+a leaf shaken by the wind. Unable to endure this disappointment of his
+excited hopes, he turned away hastily, and sought to conceal his grief
+in solitude.
+
+During the whole of the ensuing day, Paralus continued in a deep sleep.
+This was followed by silent cheerfulness, which, flowing as it did from
+a hidden source, had something solemn and impressive in its character.
+It was sad, yet pleasant, to see his look of utter desolation whenever
+he lost sight of Philothea; and the sudden gleam of joy that illumined
+his whole face the moment she re-appeared.
+
+The young wife sat by his side, hour after hour, with patient love;
+often cheering him with her soft, rich voice, or playing upon the lyre
+he had fashioned for her in happier days. She found a sweet reward in
+the assurance given by all his friends, that her presence had a healing
+power they had elsewhere sought in vain. She endeavoured to pour balm
+into the wounded heart of Pericles, and could she have seen him willing
+to wait the event with perfect resignation, her contentment would have
+been not unmingled with joy.
+
+She wept in secret when she heard him express a wish to have Paralus
+carried to the games, to try the effect of a sudden excitement; for
+there seemed to her something of cruelty in thus disturbing the
+tranquillity of one so gentle and so helpless. But the idea had been
+suggested by a learned physician of Chios, and Pericles seemed reluctant
+to return to Athens without trying this experiment also. Philothea found
+it more difficult to consent to the required sacrifice, because the laws
+of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved husband to
+Olympia; but she suppressed her feelings; and the painfulness of the
+struggle was never fully confessed, even to Eudora.
+
+While the invalid slept, he was carefully conveyed in a litter, and
+placed in the vicinity of the Hippodrome. He awoke in the midst of a
+gorgeous spectacle. Long lines of splendid chariots were ranged on
+either side of the barrier; the horses proudly pawed the ground, and
+neighed impatiently; the bright sun glanced on glittering armour; and
+the shouts of the charioteers were heard high above the busy hum of that
+vast multitude.
+
+Paralus instantly closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the glare; and an
+expression of painful bewilderment rested on his countenance.
+
+In the midst of the barrier stood an altar, on the top of which was a
+brazen eagle. When the lists were in readiness, the majestic bird arose
+and spread its wings, with a whirring noise, as a signal for the racers
+to begin. Then was heard the clattering of hoofs, and the rushing of
+wheels, as when armies meet in battle. A young Messenian was, for a
+time, foremost in the race; but his horse took fright at the altar of
+Taraxippus--his chariot was overthrown--and Alcibiades gained the prize.
+The vanquished youth uttered a loud and piercing shriek, as the horses
+passed over him; and Paralus fell senseless in his father's arms.
+
+It was never known whether this effect was produced by the presence of a
+multitude, by shrill and discordant sounds, or by returning
+recollection, too powerful for his enfeebled frame. He was tenderly
+carried from the crowd, and restoratives having been applied, in vain,
+the melancholy burden was slowly and carefully conveyed to her who so
+anxiously awaited his arrival.
+
+During his absence, Philothea had earnestly prayed for the preservation
+of a life so precious to her; and as the time of return drew near, she
+walked in the fields, accompanied by Eudora and Milza, eager to catch
+the first glimpse of his father's chariot. She read sad tidings in the
+gloomy countenance of Pericles, before she beheld the lifeless form of
+her husband.
+
+Cautiously and tenderly as the truth was revealed to her, she became
+dizzy and pale, with the suddenness of the shock. Pericles endeavoured
+to soothe her with all the sympathy of a parental love, mingled with
+deep feelings of contrition, that his restless anxiety had thus brought
+ruin into her paradise of peace: and Plato spoke gentle words of
+consolation; reminding her that every soul, which philosophized
+sincerely and loved beautiful forms, was restored to the full vigour of
+its wings, and soared to the blest condition from which it fell.
+
+They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no
+more. But as Philothea bent over him, she perceived a faint pulsation of
+the heart. Her pale features were flushed with joy, as she exclaimed,
+"He lives! He will speak to me again! Oh, I could die in peace,--if I
+might once more hear his voice, as I heard it in former years."
+
+She bathed his head with cool perfumed waters, and watched him with love
+that knew no weariness.
+
+Proclus and Telissa deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo;
+and fearing the god was angry for some unknown cause, they suspended
+branches of rhamn and laurel on the doors, to keep off evil demons.
+
+For three days and three nights, Paralus remained in complete oblivion.
+On the morning of the fourth, a pleasant change was observed in his
+countenance; and he sometimes smiled so sweetly, and so rationally, that
+his friends still dared to hope his health might be fully restored.
+
+At noon, he awoke; and looking at his wife with an expression full of
+tenderness, said: "Dearest Philothea, you are with me. I saw you no
+more, after the gate had closed. I believe it must have been a dream;
+but it was very distinct." He glanced around the room, as if his
+recollections were confused; but his eyes no longer retained the fixed
+and awful expression of one who walked in his sleep.
+
+Speaking slowly and thoughtfully, he continued: "It could not be a
+dream. I was in the temple of the most ancient god. The roof was of
+heaven's pure gold, which seemed to have a ligat within it, like the
+splendour of the sun. All around the temple were gardens full of bloom.
+I heard soft, mumuring sounds, like the cooing of doves; and I saw the
+immortal Oreades and the Naiades pouring water from golden urns.
+Anaxagoras stood beside me; and he said we were living in the age of
+innocence, when mortals could gaze on divine beings unveiled, and yet
+preserve their reason. They spoke another language than the Greeks; but
+we had no need to learn it; we seemed to breathe it in the air. The
+Oreades had music written on scrolls, in all the colours of the rainbow.
+When I asked the meaning of this, they showed me a triangle. At the top
+was crimson, at the right hand blue, and at the left hand yellow. And
+they said, 'Know ye not that all life is three-fold!' It was a dark
+saying; but I then thought I faintly comprehended what Pythagoras has
+written concerning the mysterious signification of One and Three. Many
+other things I saw and heard, but was forbidden to relate. The gate of
+the temple was an arch, supported by two figures with heavy drapery,
+eyes closed, and arms folded. They told me these were Sleep and Death.
+Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
+Beyond it, I saw you standing with outstretched arms, as if you sought
+to come to me, but could not. The air was filled with voices, that sung:
+
+  Come! join thy kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+  When Sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+I tried to meet you; but as I passed through the gate, a cold air blew
+upon me, and all beyond was in the glimmering darkness of twilight. I
+would have returned, but the gate had closed; and I heard behind me the
+sound of harps and of voices, singing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!"
+
+Philothea kissed his hand, and her face beamed with joy. She had
+earnestly desired some promise of their future union; and now she felt
+the prayer was answered.
+
+"Could it be a dream?" said Paralus: "Methinks I hear the music now."
+
+Philothea smiled affectionately, as she replied: "When sleep hath
+passed, thy dreams remain."
+
+As she gazed upon him, she observed that the supernatural expression of
+his eyes had changed; and that his countenence now wore its familiar,
+household smile. Still she feared to cherish the hope springing in her
+heart, until he looked toward the place where her attendant sat,
+motionless and silent, and said, "Milza, will you bring me the lyre?"
+
+The affectionate peasant looked earnestly at Philothea, and wept as she
+placed it in his hand.
+
+Making an effort to rise, he seemed surprised at his own weakness. They
+gently raised him, bolstered him with pillows, and told him he had long
+been ill.
+
+"I have not known it," he replied. "It seems to me I have returned from
+a far country."
+
+He touched the lyre, and easily recalled the tune which he said he had
+learned in the Land of Dreams. It was a wild, unearthly strain, with
+sounds of solemn gladness, that deeply affected Philothea's soul.
+
+Pericles had not visited his son since his return to perfect
+consciousness. When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of
+recognition, and said, "My father!"
+
+Milza had been sent to call the heart-stricken parent, and prepare him
+for some favourable change; but when he heard those welcome words, he
+dropped suddenly upon his knees, buried his face in the drapery of the
+couch, and his whole frame shook with emotion.
+
+The invalid continued: "They tell me I have been very ill, dear father;
+but it appears to me that I have only travelled. I have seen Anaxagoras
+often--Plato sometimes--and Philothea almost constantly; but I have
+never seen you, since I thought you were dying of the plague at Athens."
+
+Pericles replied, "You have indeed been ill, my son. You are to me as
+the dead restored to life. But you must be quiet now, and seek repose."
+
+For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained very
+wakeful. His eyes sparkled, and a feverish flush was on his cheek.
+Philothea took her cithara, and played his favourite tunes. This seemed
+to tranquilize him; and as the music grew more slow and plaintive, he
+became drowsy, and at length sunk into a gentle slumber.
+
+After more than two hours of deep repose, he was awakened by the merry
+shouts of little Zoila, who had run out to meet Plato, as he came from
+Olympia. Philothea feared, lest the shrill noise had given him pain;
+but he smiled; and said, "The voice of childhood is pleasant."
+
+He expressed a wish to see his favourite philosopher; and their kindred
+souls held long and sweet communion together. When Plato retired from
+the couch, he said to Philothea, "I have learned more from this dear
+wanderer, than philosophers or poets have ever written. I am confirmed
+in my belief that no impelling truth is ever learned in this world; but
+that all is received directly from the Divine Ideal, flowing into the
+soul of man when his reason is obedient and still."
+
+A basket of grapes, tastefully ornamented with flowers, was presented to
+the invalid; and in answer to his inquiries, he was informed that they
+were prepared by Eudora. He immediately desired that she might be
+called; and when she came, he received her with the most cordial
+affection. He alluded to past events with great clearness of memory, and
+asked his father several questions concerning the condition of Athens.
+When Philothea arranged his pillows and bathed his head, he pressed her
+hand affectionately, and said, "It almost seems as if you were my wife."
+
+Pericles, deeply affected, replied, "My dear son, she is your wife. She
+forgot all my pride, and consented to marry you, that she might become
+your nurse, when we all feared that you would be restored to us no
+more."
+
+Paralus looked up with a bright expression of gratitude, and said, "I
+thank you, father. This was very kind. Now you will be her father, when
+I am gone."
+
+Perceiving that Pericles and Eudora wept, he added: "Do not mourn
+because I am soon to depart. Why would ye detain my soul in this world?
+Its best pleasures are like the shallow gardens of Adonis, fresh and
+fair in the morning, and perishing at noon."
+
+He then repeated his last vision, and asked for the lyre, that they
+might hear the music he had learned from immortal voices.
+
+There was melancholy beauty in the sight of one so pale and thin,
+touching the lyre with an inspired countenance, and thus revealing to
+mortal ears the melodies of Heaven.
+
+One by one his friends withdrew; being tenderly solicitous that he
+should not become exhausted by interviews prolonged beyond his strength.
+He was left alone with Philothea; and many precious words were spoken,
+that sunk deep into her heart, never to be forgotten.
+
+But sleep departed from his eyes; and it soon became evident that the
+soul, in returning to its union with the body, brought with it a
+consciousness of corporeal suffering. This became more and more intense;
+and though he uttered no complaint, he said to those who asked him, that
+bodily pain seemed at times too powerful for endurance.
+
+Pericles had for several days remained under the same roof, to watch the
+progress of recovery; but at midnight, he was called to witness
+convulsive struggles, that indicated approaching death.
+
+During intervals of comparative ease, Paralus recognized his afflicted
+parent, and conjured him to think less of the fleeting honours of this
+world, which often eluded the grasp, and were always worthless in the
+possession.
+
+He held Philothea's hand continually, and often spoke to her in words of
+consolation. Immediately after an acute spasm of pain had subsided, he
+asked to be turned upon his right side, that he might see her face more
+distinctly. As she leaned over him, he smiled faintly, and imprinted a
+kiss upon her lips. He remained tranquil, with his eyes fixed upon hers;
+and a voice within impelled her to sing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+He looked upward with a radiant expression, and feebly pressed her hand.
+Not long after, his eyelids closed, and sleep seemed to cover his
+features with her heavy veil.
+
+Suddenly his countenance shone with a strange and impressive beauty. The
+soul had departed to return to earth no more.
+
+In all his troubles, Pericles had never shed a tear; but now he rent the
+air with his groans, and sobbed, like a mother bereft of her child.
+
+Philothea, though deeply bowed down in spirit, was more composed: for
+she heard angelic voices singing:
+
+  When sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI.
+
+  Thus a poor father, helpless and undone,
+  Mourns o'er the ashes of an only son;
+  Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to burn,
+  And pour in tears, ere yet they close the urn.
+                                           HOMER
+
+
+Of the immense concourse collected together at Olympia, each one pursued
+his pleasure, or his interest, in the way best suited to his taste.
+Alcibiades was proud of giving a feast corresponding in magnificence to
+the chariots he had brought into the course. Crowds of parasites
+flattered him and the other victors, to receive invitations in return;
+while a generous few sympathized with the vanquished. Merchants were
+busy forming plans for profitable negociation, and statesmen were
+eagerly watching every symptom of jealousy between rival states and
+contending parties.
+
+One, amid that mass of human hearts, felt so little interest in all the
+world could offer, that she seemed already removed beyond its influence.
+Philothea had herself closed the eyes of her husband, and imprinted her
+last kiss upon his lips. Bathed in pure water, and perfumed with
+ointment, the lifeless form of Paralus lay wrapped in the robe he had
+been accustomed to wear. A wreath of parsley encircled his head, and
+flowers were strewn around him in profusion.
+
+In one hand was placed an obolus, to pay the ferryman that rowed him
+across the river of death; and in the other, a cake made of honey and
+flour, to appease the triple-headed dog, which guarded the entrance to
+the world of souls.
+
+The bereaved wife sat by his side, and occasionally renewed the
+garlands, with a quiet and serene expression, as if she still found
+happiness in being occupied for him who had given her his heart in the
+innocence and freshness of its childhood.
+
+The food prepared by Milza's active kindness was scarcely tasted; except
+when she observed the tears of her faithful attendant, and sought to
+soothe her feelings with characterestic tenderness.
+
+The event soon became universally known; for the hair of the deceased,
+consecrated to Persephone, and a vase of water at the threshold,
+proclaimed tidings of death within the dwelling.
+
+Many of the assembled multitude chose to remain until the funeral
+solemnities were past; some from personal affection for Paralus, others
+from respect to the son of Pericles.
+
+Plato sent two large vases, filled with wine and honey; Eudora provided
+ointments and perfumes; Alcibiades presented a white cloak, richly
+embroidered with silver; and the young men of Athens, present at the
+games, gave a silver urn, on which were sculptured weeping genii, with
+their torches turned downward.
+
+Enveloped in his glittering mantle, and covered with flowers, the form
+of Paralus remained until the third day. The procession, which was to
+attend the body to the funeral pile, formed at morning twilight; for
+such was the custom with regard to those who died in their youth.
+Philothea followed the bier, dressed in white, with a wreath of roses
+and myrtle around her head, and a garland about the waist. She chose
+this beautiful manner to express her joy that his pure spirit had passed
+into Elysium.
+
+At the door of the house, the nearest relatives addressed the inanimate
+form, so soon to be removed from the sight of mortals. In tones of
+anguish, almost amounting to despair, Pericles exclaimed: "Oh, my son!
+my son! Why didst thou leave us? Why wast thou, so richly gifted of the
+gods, to be taken from us in thy youth? Oh, my son, why was I left to
+mourn for thee?"
+
+Instead of the usual shrieks and lamentations of Grecian women,
+Philothea said, in sad, heart-moving accents: "Paralus, farewell!
+Husband of my youth, beloved of my heart, farewell!"
+
+Then the dead was carried out; and the procession moved forward, to the
+sound of many voices and many instruments, mingled in a loud and solemn
+dirge. The body of Paralus was reverently laid upon the funeral pile,
+with the garments he had been accustomed to wear; his lyre and Phrygian
+flute; and vases filled with oil and perfumes.
+
+Plentiful libations of wine, honey, and milk were poured upon the
+ground, and the mourners smote the earth with their feet, while they
+uttered supplications to Hermes, Hecate, and Pluto. Pericles applied the
+torch to the pile, first invoking the aid of Boreas and Zephyrus, that
+it might consume quickly. As the flames rose, the procession walked
+slowly three times around the pile, moving toward the left hand. The
+solemn dirge was resumed, and continued until the last flickering tongue
+of fire was extinguished with wine. Then those who had borne the silver
+urn in front of the hearse, approached. Pericles, with tender
+reverence, gathered the whitened bones, sprinkled them with wine and
+perfumes, placed them within the urn, and covered it with a purple pall,
+inwrought with gold; which Philothea's prophetic love had prepared for
+the occasion.
+
+The procession again moved forward, with torches turned downward; and
+the remains of Paralus were deposited in the Temple of Persephone, until
+his friends returned to Athens.
+
+In token of gratitude for kind attentions bestowed by the household of
+Proclus, Pericles invited his family to visit the far-famed wonders of
+the violet-crowned city; and the eager solicitations of young Pterilaüs
+induced the father to accept this invitation for himself and son. As an
+inhabitant of consecrated Elis, without wealth, and unknown to fame, it
+was deemed that he might return in safety, even after hostilities were
+renewed between the Peloponessian states. Eudora likewise obtained
+permission to accompany her friend; and her sad farewell was cheered by
+an indefinite hope that future times would restore her to that quiet
+home. The virtuous Melissa parted from them with many blessings and
+tears. Zoila was in an agony of childish sorrow; but she wiped her eyes
+with the corner of her robe, and listened, well pleased, to Eudora's
+parting promise of sending her a flock of marble sheep, with a painted
+wooden shepherd.
+
+The women travelled together in a chariot, in front of which reposed the
+silver urn, covered with its purple pall. Thus sadly did Philothea
+return through the same scenes she had lately traversed with hopes,
+which, in the light of memory, now seemed like positive enjoyment.
+Pericles indeed treated her with truly parental tenderness; and no
+soothing attention, that respect or affection could suggest, was omitted
+by her friends. But he, of whose mysterious existence her own seemed a
+necessary portion, had gone to return no more; and had it not been for
+the presence of Eudora, she would have felt that every bond of sympathy
+with this world of forms had ceased forever.
+
+At Corinth, the travellers again turned aside to the Fountain of
+Poseidon, that the curiosity of Pterilaüs might be satisfied with a view
+of the statues by which it was surrounded.
+
+"When we are in Athens, I will show you something more beautiful than
+these," said Pericles. "You shall see the Pallas Athenæ, carved by
+Phidias."
+
+"Men say it is not so grand as the statue of Zeus, that we have at
+Olympia," replied the boy.
+
+"Had you rather witness the sports of the gymnasia than the works of
+artists?" inquired Plato.
+
+The youth answered very promptly, "Ah, no indeed. I would rather gain
+one prize from the Choragus, than ten from the Gymnasiarch. Anniceris,
+the Cyrenæan, proudly displayed his skill in chariot-driving, by riding
+several times around the Academia, each time preserving the exact orbit
+of his wheels. The spectators applauded loudly; but Plato said, 'He who
+has bestowed such diligence to acquire trifling and useless things, must
+have neglected those that are truly admirable.' Of all sights in
+Athens, I most wish to see the philosophers; and none so much as Plato."
+
+The company smiled, and the philosopher answered, "I am Plato."
+
+"You told us that your name was Aristocles," returned Pterilaüs; "and we
+always called you so. Once I heard that Athenian lady call you Plato;
+and I could not understand why she did so."
+
+"I was named Aristocles for my grandfather," answered the philosopher;
+"and when I grew older, men called me Plato."
+
+"But you cannot be the Plato that I mean," said Pterilaüs; "for you
+carried my little sister Zoila on your shoulders--and played peep with
+her among the vines; and when I chased you through the fields, you ran
+so fast that I could not catch you." The philosopher smiled, as he
+replied, "Nevertheless, I am Plato; and they call me by that name,
+because my shoulders are broad enough to carry little children."
+
+The boy still insisted that he alluded to another Plato. "I mean the
+philosopher, who teaches in the groves of Academus," continued he. "I
+knew a freedman of his, who said he never allowed himself to be angry,
+or to speak in a loud voice. He never but once raised his hand to strike
+him; and that was because he had mischievously upset a poor old woman's
+basket of figs; feeling that he was in a passion, he suddenly checked
+himself, and stood perfectly still. A friend coming in asked him what he
+was doing; and the philosopher replied, 'I am punishing an angry man.'
+
+"Speusippus, his sister's son, was such a careless, indecent, and
+boisterous youth, that his parents could not control him. They sent him
+to his uncle Plato, who received him in a friendly manner, and forbore
+to reproach him. Only in his own example he was always modest and
+placid. This so excited the admiration of Speusippus, that a love of
+philosophy was kindled within him. Some of his relatives blamed Plato,
+because he did not chastise the impertinent youth; but he replied,
+'There is no reproof so severe as to show him, by the manner of my own
+life, the contrast between virtue and baseness.'--That is the Plato I
+want you to show me, when we are in Athens."
+
+Proclus, perceiving a universal smile, modestly added, by way of
+explanation: "My son means him whom men call the divine Plato. He
+greatly desires to see that philosopher, of whom it is said Socrates
+dreamed, when he first received him as his pupil. In his dream he saw a
+swan without wings, that came and sat upon his bosom; and soon after,
+its wings grew, and it flew high up in the air, with melodious notes,
+alluring all who heard it."
+
+Pericles laid his hand on the philosopher's shoulder, and smiling,
+answered, "My unbelieving friend, this is the teacher of Academus; this
+is the divine Plato; this is the soaring swan, whose melodious notes
+allure all that hear him."
+
+Proclus was covered with confusion, but still seemed half incredulous.
+"What would Melissa say," exclaimed he, "if she knew that her frolicsome
+little plaything, Zoila, had been rude enough to throw flowers at the
+divine Plato."
+
+"Nay, my friend," replied the disciple of Socrates,--what better could
+a philosopher desire, than to be pelted with roses by childhood?"
+
+Eudora looked up with an arch expression; and Philothea smiled as she
+said, "This is a new version of unknown Phoebus tending the flocks of
+Admetus."
+
+Pterilaüs seemed utterly confounded by a discovery so unexpected. It was
+long before he regained his usual freedom; and from time to time he was
+observed to fix a scrutinizing gaze on the countenance of Plato, as if
+seeking to read the mystery of his hidden greatness.
+
+As the travellers approached Athens, they were met by a numerous
+procession of magistrates, citizens, and young men bearing garlands,
+which they heaped on the urn in such profusion that it resembled a
+pyramid of flowers. They passed the chariots with their arms and ensigns
+of office all reversed; then turned and followed to the abode of
+Pericles, singing dirges as they went, and filling the air with the
+melancholy music of the Mysian flute.
+
+The amiable character of the deceased, his genius, the peculiar
+circumstances attending his death, and the accumulated afflictions of
+his illustrious parent, all combined to render it an impressive scene.
+Even the gay selfishness of Alcibiades was subdued into reverence, as he
+carefully took the urn from the chariot, and gave it to attendants, who
+placed it beside the household altar.
+
+Early the next morning, a procession again formed to convey the ashes of
+Paralus to the sepulchre of his fathers; called, in the beautiful
+language of the Greeks, a Place of Sleep.
+
+When the urn was again brought forth, Philothea's long golden hair
+covered it, like a mantle of sunbeams. During his life-time, these
+shining tresses had been peculiarly dear to him; and in token of her
+love, she placed them on his grave. Her white robe was changed for
+coarse black garments; and instead of flowery wreaths, a long black veil
+covered the beautiful head, from which its richest ornament had just
+been severed. She had rejoiced for his happy spirit, and now she mourned
+her own widowed lot.
+
+At the sepulchre, Pericles pronounced a funeral oration on the most
+gifted, and best-beloved of his children. In the evening, kindred and
+friends met at his house to partake a feast prepared for the occasion;
+and every guest had something to relate concerning the genius and the
+virtues of him who slept.
+
+A similar feast was prepared in the apartments of the women, where
+Philothea remained silent and composed; a circumstance that excited no
+small degree of wonder and remark, among those who measured affection by
+the vehemence of grief.
+
+As soon as all ceremonies were completed, she obtained leave to return
+to her early home, endeared by many happy scenes; and there, in the
+stillness of her own heart, she held communion with the dear departed.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII.
+
+  There await me till I die; prepare
+  A mansion for me, as again with me
+  To dwell; for in thy tomb will I be laid,
+  In the same cedar, by thy side composed:
+  For e'en in death I will not be disjoined.
+                                   EURIPIDES
+
+
+It soon became evident that a great change had taken place in
+Philothea's health. Some attributed it to the atmosphere of Athens,
+still infected with the plague; others supposed it had its origin in the
+death of Paralus. The widowed one, far from cherishing her grief, made a
+strong effort to be cheerful; but her gentle smile, like moonlight in a
+painting, retained its sweetness when the life was gone. There was
+something in this perfect stillness of resignation more affecting than
+the utmost agony of sorrow. She complained of no illness, but grew
+thinner and thinner, like a cloud gradually floating away, and retaining
+its transparent beauty to the last. Eudora lavished the most
+affectionate attentions upon her friend, conscious that she was merely
+strewing flowers in her pathway to the tomb.
+
+A few weeks after their return to Athens, she said, "Dearest Eudora, do
+you remember the story of the nymph Erato, who implored the assistance
+of Areas, when the swelling torrent threatened to carry away the tree
+over which she presided, and on whose preservation her life depended?"
+
+"I remember it well," replied Eudora: "Dione told it to me when I was
+quite a child; and I could never after see a tree torn by the lightning,
+or carried away by the flood, or felled by the woodman, without a
+shrinking and shivering feeling, lest some gentle, fair-haired Dryad had
+perished with it."
+
+Philothea answered, "Thus was I affected, when my grandfather first read
+to me Hesiod's account of the Muses:
+
+         'Far round, the dusky earth
+  Rings with their hymning voices; and beneath
+  Their many-rustling feet a pleasant sound
+  Ariseth, as they take their onward way
+  To their own father's presence.'
+
+"I never after could hear the quivering of summer leaves, or the busy
+hum of insects, without thinking it was the echoed voices of those
+
+  'Thrice three sacred maids, whose minds are knit
+  In harmony; whose only thought is song.'
+
+"There is a deep and hidden reason why the heart loves to invest every
+hill, and stream, and tree, with a mysterious principle of life. All
+earthly forms are but the clothing of some divine ideal; and this truth
+we _feel_, though we _know_ it not. But when I spoke of Arcus and the
+Wood Nymph, I was thinking that Paralus had been the tree, on whose
+existence my own depended; and that now he was removed, I should not
+long remain."
+
+Eudora burst into a passionate flood of tears. "Oh, dearest Philothea,
+do not speak thus," she said. "I shall indeed be left alone in the
+world. Who will guide me, who will protect me, who will love me when you
+are gone?"
+
+Her friend endeavoured to calm these agitated feelings, by every
+soothing art her kindness could suggest.
+
+"I would rather suffer much in silence, than to give you unnecessary
+pain," she replied, affectionately: "but I ought not to conceal from you
+that I am about to follow my beloved husband. In a short time, I shall
+not have sufficient strength to impart all I have to say. You will find
+my clothing and jewels done up in parcels, bearing the names of those
+for whom they are intended. My dowry returns to Chrysippus, who gave it;
+but Pericles has kindly given permission that everything else should be
+disposed of according to my own wishes. Several of my grandfather's
+manuscripts, and a copy of Herodotus, which I transcribed while I was in
+Ionia, are my farewell gifts to him. When the silver tripod, which
+Paralus gained as a prize for the best tragedy exhibited during the
+Dionysia, is returned to his father's house, let them be placed within
+it. The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift,) and the ivory
+lyre bestowed by Aspasia, are placed in his trust for the youthful
+Pericles; together with all the books and garments that belonged to his
+departed brother. In token of gratitude for the parental care of Clinias
+and his wife, I have bestowed on them the rich tripod received from
+Heliodora. In addition to the trifling memorials I have already sent to
+Melissa, and her artless little Zoila, you will find others prepared for
+you to deliver, when restored to your peaceful home in Elis. To my
+faithful Milza I have given all the garments and household goods suited
+to her condition. My grandfather's books have been divided, as he
+requested, between Plato and Philæmon; the silver harp and the ivory
+tablet are likewise designed for them. Everything else belongs to you,
+dearest Eudora. Among many tokens of my affection, you will not value
+least the ivory cup lined with silver, which Philæmon gave me when he
+departed from Athens. The clasp, representing the Naiades binding Eros
+in garlands, will, I trust, be worn at your marriage with Philæmon."
+
+With tearful eyes, Eudora answered, "Oh, Philothea! in the days of my
+pride and gayety, I little knew what a treasure I threw from me, when I
+lost Philæmon's love. Had it not been for my own perverse folly, I
+should at this moment be his happy, honoured wife. The hope of his
+forgiveness is now the only gleam of sunshine in a world of gloom; but I
+hardly dare to cherish it."
+
+Philothea kissed her affectionately, and said, "Believe me, you will yet
+be united. Of this, there is an impression on my mind too strong to
+admit of doubt. If at times you are tempted to despond, remember these
+words were uttered by your friend, when she drew near the confines of
+another world: you will be united to Philæmon."
+
+As she spoke, Milza, who was occupied in the next apartment, sneezed
+aloud. The sound was at Eudora's right hand, and she received the
+auspicious omen with a sudden thrill of joy.
+
+Philothea observed her emotion with a gentle smile, and added: "When we
+were at Elis, I wrote an epistle to Philæmon, in which I spoke of you
+as my heart dictated; and Artaphernes found opportunity to send it
+directly into Persia."
+
+The maiden blushed deeply and painfully, as she replied, "Nay, my
+dearest friend--you know that I must appear contemptible in his eyes;
+and I would not have insulted him with the offer of a heart, which he
+has reason to believe is so capricious and ungrateful."
+
+"Trust me, I said nothing whereby your modesty might be wounded,"
+answered Philothea: "I wrote as I was moved; and I felt strong assurance
+that my words would waken a response in Philæmon's heart. But there is
+one subject, on which my mind is filled with foreboding. I hope you will
+leave Athens as soon as it is safe to return to Elis."
+
+"Do you then fear that I would again dance over a pit, because it was
+artfully covered with garlands?" said Eudora. "Believe me, I have been
+tried with too many sorrows, and too long been bowed under a load of
+shame, to be again endangered by such treacherous snares."
+
+Philothea looked upon her affectionately, as she replied: "You are good
+and pure; but you have ever been like a loving and graceful vine, ready
+to cling to its nearest support."
+
+"'Tis you have made me so," rejoined Eudora, kissing her pale cheek: "To
+you I have always applied for advice and instruction; and when you gave
+it, I felt confident and happy, as if led by the gods."
+
+"Then so much the more need that I should caution the weakness I have
+produced," responded Philothea. "Should Aspasia gain access to you, when
+I am gone, she will try to convince you that happiness consists not in
+the duties we perform, but in the distinction we acquire; that my hopes
+of Elysium are all founded on fable; that my beloved Paralus has
+returned to the elements of which he was composed; that he nourishes the
+plants, and forms some of the innumerable particles of the atmosphere.
+I have seen him in my dreams, as distinctly, as I ever saw him; and I
+believe the same power that enabled me to see him when these poor eyes
+were veiled in slumber, will restore him to my vision when they are
+closed in eternal sleep. Aspasia will tell you I have been a beautiful
+but idle dreamer all my life. If you listen to her syren tongue, the
+secret guiding voice will be heard no more. She will make evil appear
+good, and good evil, until your soul will walk in perpetual twilight,
+unable to perceive the real size and character of any object."
+
+"Never," exclaimed Eudora. "Never could she induce me to believe you an
+idle dreamer. Moreover, she will never again have opportunity to exert
+influence over me. The conversation I heard between her and Alcibiades
+is too well impressed upon my memory; and while that remains
+unforgotten, I shall shun them both, as I would shun a pestilence."
+
+Philothea answered: "I do indeed believe that no blandishments will now
+make you a willing victim. But I have a secret dread of the character
+and power of Alcibiades. It is his boast that he never relinquishes a
+pursuit. I have often heard Pericles speak of his childish obstinacy and
+perseverance. He was one day playing at dice with other boys, when a
+loaded wagon came near. In a commanding tone, he ordered the driver to
+stop; and finding his injunctions disregarded, he laid down before the
+horses' feet, and told him to go on if he dared. The same character
+remains with him now. He will incur any hazard for the triumph of his
+own will. From his youth, he has been a popular idol; a circumstance
+which has doubtless increased the requirements of his passions, without
+diminishing the stubbornness of his temper. Milza tells me he has
+already inquired of her concerning your present residence and future
+intentions. Obstacles will only increase his eagerness and multiply his
+artifices.
+
+"I have asked Clinias, whose dwelling is so closely connected with our
+own, to supply the place of your distant guardian, while you remain in
+Athens. In Pericles you might likewise trust, if he were not so fatally
+under the influence of Aspasia. Men think so lightly of these matters, I
+sometimes fear they might both regard the persecutions of Alcibiades too
+trivial for their interference. For these reasons I wish you to return
+to Elis as soon as possible when I am gone."
+
+Eudora's countenance kindled with indignation, as she listened to what
+Milza had told. In broken and contrite tones, she answered; "Philothea,
+whatever trials I may suffer, my former folly deserves them all. But
+rest assured, whenever it pleases the gods to remove your counsel and
+protection, I will not abide in Athens a single hour after it is
+possible to leave with safety."
+
+"I find consolation in that assurance," replied Philothea; "and I have
+strong belief that a divine shield will guard you from impending evil.
+And now I will go to my couch; for I am weary, and would fain be lulled
+with music."
+
+Eudora tenderly arranged the pillows, and played a succession of sweet
+and plaintive tunes, familiar to their childhood. Her friend listened
+with an expression of tranquil pleasure, slowly keeping time by the
+motion of her fingers, until she sunk into a peaceful sleep.
+
+After long and sweet repose, she awoke suddenly, and looking up with a
+beaming glance, exclaimed, "I shall follow him soon!"
+
+Eudora leaned over the couch, to inquire why she had spoken in such
+delighted accents.
+
+Philothea answered: "I dreamed that I sat upon a bank of violets, with
+Paralus by my side; and he wove a garland and placed it on my head.
+Suddenly, golden sounds seemed floating in the air, melting into each
+other with liquid melody. It was such a scene as Paralus often
+described, when his soul lived apart from the body, and only returned at
+intervals, to bring strange tidings of its wanderings. I turned to tell
+him so; and I saw that we were both clothed in garments that shone like
+woven sunbeams. Then voices above us began to sing:
+
+  'Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!'
+
+"Even after I awoke, I seemed to hear the chorus distinctly. It sounded
+like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together,
+to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered
+brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent
+love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him."
+
+The maiden turned away to conceal her tears; for resignation to this
+bereavement seemed too hard a lesson for her suffering heart.
+
+For several weeks, there was no apparent change in Philothea's health or
+spirits. The same sad serenity remained--perpetually exciting the
+compassion it never seemed to ask. Each day the children of the
+neighbourhood brought their simple offering of flowers, with which she
+wove fresh garlands for the tomb of Paralus. When no longer able to
+visit the sepulchre herself, she intrusted them to the youthful
+Pericles, who reverently placed them on his brother's urn.
+
+The elder Pericles seemed to find peculiar solace in the conversation of
+his widowed daughter. Scarcely a day passed without an interview between
+them, and renewed indications of his affectionate solicitude.
+
+He came one day, attended by his son, on whom his desolated heart now
+bestowed a double portion of paternal love. They remained a long time,
+in earnest discourse; and when they departed, the boy was in tears.
+
+Philothea, with feeble steps, followed them to the portico, and gazed
+after them, as long as she could see a fold of their garments. As she
+turned to lean on Eudora's arm, she said, "It is the last time I shall
+ever see them. It is the last. I have felt a sister's love for that dear
+boy. His heart is young and innocent."
+
+For a few hours after, she continued to talk with unusual animation, and
+her eyes beamed with an expression of inspired earnestness. At her
+request, Geta and Milza were called; and the faithful servants listened
+with mournful gratitude to her parting words of advice and consolation.
+
+At evening twilight, Eudora gave her a bunch of flowers, sent by the
+youthful Pericles. She took them with a smile, and said, "How fragrant
+is their breath, and how beautiful their colours! I have heard that the
+Persians write their music in colours; and Paralus spoke the same
+concerning music in the spirit-world. Perchance there was heavenly
+melody written on this fair earth in the age of innocence; but mortals
+have now forgotten its language." Perceiving Eudora's thoughtful
+countenance, she said: "Is my gentle friend disturbed, lest infant
+nymphs closed their brief existence when these stems were broken?"
+
+"Nay;" replied Eudora: "My heart is sad; but not for the perished genii
+of the flowers."
+
+Philothea understood the import of her words; and pressing her hand
+affectionately, said, "Your love has been as balm to my lonely heart;
+and let that remembrance comfort you, when I go hence. Listen in
+stillness to the whispered warnings of your attendant spirit, and he
+will never leave you. I am weary; and would fain repose on your
+affectionate bosom."
+
+Eudora gently placed her head as she desired; and carefully supporting
+the precious burden, she began to sing, in low and soothing tones.
+
+After some time, the quiet and regular respiration of the breath
+announced that the invalid had fallen into tranquil slumber. Milza came,
+to ask if the lamps were wanted; but receiving a silent signal from
+Eudora, she crept noiselessly away.
+
+For more than an hour, there was perfect stillness, as the shades of
+evening deepened. All at once, the room was filled with soft, clear
+light! Eudora turned her head quickly, to discover whence it came; but
+could perceive no apparent cause for the sudden radiance.
+
+With an undefined feeling of awe, she looked in the countenance of her
+friend. It was motionless as marble; but never had she seen anything so
+beautiful, and so unearthly.
+
+As she gazed, doubting whether this could indeed be death, there was a
+sound of music in the air--distinct, yet blended, like the warbling of
+birds in the spring-time.
+
+It was the tune Paralus had learned from celestial harps; and even after
+the last note floated away, Eudora seemed to hear the well-remembered
+words:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII.
+
+  Take courage I no vain dream hast thou beheld,
+  But in thy sleep a truth.
+                                  HOMER.
+
+
+At the time of Philothea's death, Pandænus, the nephew of Phidias, was
+in Athens, intending soon to return to Elis, in company with an
+ambassador bound to Lacedæmon; and Eudora resolved to avail herself of
+this opportunity to follow the farewell advice of her friend. As the
+time for departure was near at hand, no change was made in household
+arrangements; and though the desolate maiden at times experienced
+sensations of extreme loneliness, the near vicinity of Clinias and
+Phoenarete left her no fears concerning adequate protection.
+
+This confidence seemed well grounded; yet not many days after the
+funeral solemnities, Eudora suddenly disappeared. She had gone out, as
+usual, to gather flowers for the tomb of the beloved sleeper; and not
+rinding sufficient variety in the garden, had wandered into a small
+field adjoining. Milza was the first to observe that her absence was
+unusually protracted. She mentioned her anxiety to Geta, who immediately
+went out in search of his young mistress; but soon returned, saying she
+was neither in the house of Clinias, nor in the neighbouring fields, nor
+at the Fountain of Callirhöe.
+
+The faithful attendants at once suspected treachery in Alcibiades. "I
+never rightly understood what was the difficulty, when Eudora was locked
+up in her chamber, and Lucos chained to the door," said Geta; "but from
+what I could hear, I know that Phidias was very angry with Alcibiades.
+Many a time I've heard him say that he would always have his own way,
+either by a straight course or a crooked one."
+
+"And my good old master used to say he had changed but little since he
+was a boy, when he made the wagoner turn back, by lying down in front of
+his horses," rejoined Milza: "I thought of that, when Alcibiades came
+and drank at the Fountain, while I was filling my urn. You remember I
+told you that he just tasted of the water, for a pretence, and then
+began to inquire where Eudora was, and whether she would remain in
+Athens."
+
+After some further consultation, it was deemed best for Milza to request
+a private interview with Phoenarete, during which she freely expressed
+her fears. The wife of Clinias, though connected by marriage with the
+house of Alcibiades, was far from resenting the imputation, or
+pretending that she considered it groundless. Her feelings were at once
+excited for the lonely orphan girl, whose beauty, vivacity, and
+gentleness, had won upon her heart; and she readily promised assistance
+in any plan for her relief, provided it met the approbation of her
+husband.
+
+There was in Salamis a large mansion built by Eurysaces, the ancestor of
+Alcibiades, by whom it had been lately purchased, and repaired for a
+summer residence. Report said that many a fair maiden had been decoyed
+within its walls, and retained a prisoner. This place was guarded by
+several powerful dogs, and vigilant servants were always stationed at
+the gates. Milza proposed to disguise herself as much as possible, and,
+with a basket on her head, go thither to offer fish for sale. Geta,
+being afraid to accompany her, hired an honest boatman to convey her to
+the island, and wait till she was ready to return to Athens.
+
+As she approached the walls of the mansion, the dogs began to growl, but
+were soon silenced by the porters. Without answering the indecent jibes,
+with which they greeted her ears as she passed along, the little
+fish-woman balanced her basket on her head, and began carelessly to sing
+some snatches of a hymn to Amphitrite. It was a tune of which Eudora was
+particularly fond; and often when Milza was humming it over her work,
+her soft and sonorous voice had been heard responding from the inner
+apartment.
+
+She had scarcely finished the first verse, ere the chorus was repeated
+by some one within the dwelling; and she recognized the half-suppressed
+growl of Hylax, as if his barking had been checked by some cautious
+hand. Afraid to attract attention by a prolonged stay, Milza passed
+along and entered the servants' apartment. Having sold a portion of her
+fish, and lingered as long as she dared in conversation with the cooks,
+she returned slowly in the same direction, singing as she went, and
+carefully observing everything around her. She was just beginning to
+fear the impossibility of obtaining any solution of her doubts, when she
+saw a leaf fluttering near the ground, as if its motions were impelled
+by some other cause than the wind. Approaching nearer, she perceived
+that it was let down from a grated opening in the wall above, by a
+small thread, with a little ball of wax attached to it for a weight. She
+examined the leaf, and discovered certain letters pricked upon it; and
+when the string was pulled gently, it immediately dropped upon her arm.
+At the same time, a voice, which she distinctly recognized as Eudora's,
+was heard singing:
+
+  On a rock, amid the roaring water,
+  Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.
+
+Milza had just begun to sing, "Bold Perseus comes," when she perceived a
+servant crossing the court, and deemed it prudent to retire in silence.
+She carefully preserved the leaf, and immediately after her return
+hastened to the apartment of Phoenarete, to obtain an explanation. That
+matron, like most Grecian women, was ignorant of her own written
+language. The leaf was accordingly placed in a vessel of water, to
+preserve its freshness until Clinias returned from the Prytaneum. He
+easily distinguished the name of Pandænus joined with his own; and
+having heard the particulars of the story, had no difficulty in
+understanding that Milza was directed to apply to them for assistance.
+He readily promised to intercede with his profligate kinsman, and
+immediately sent messengers in search of Pandænus.
+
+Geta awaited intelligence with extreme impatience. He was grateful for
+many an act of kindness from Eudora; and he could not forget that she
+had been the cherished favourite of his beloved and generous master.
+
+At night, Clinias returned from a conference with Alcibiades, in which
+the latter denied all knowledge of Eudora; and it seemed hazardous to
+institute legal inquiries into the conduct of a man so powerful and so
+popular, without further evidence than had yet been obtained. Pandænus
+could not be found. At the house where he usually resided, no
+information could be obtained, except that he went out on the preceding
+evening, and had not returned as usual.
+
+During that night, and part of the following day, the two faithful
+attendants remained in a state of melancholy indecision. At last, Geta
+said, "I will go once more in search of Pandænus; and if he has not yet
+returned, I have resolved what to do. To-day I saw one of the slaves of
+Artaphernes buying olives; and he said he must have the very best,
+because his master was to give a feast to-night. Among other guests, he
+spoke of Alcibiades; and he is one that is always sure to stay late at
+his wine. While he is feasting, I will go to Salamis. His steward often
+bought anchovies of me at Phalerum. He is a countryman of mine; and I
+know he is as avaricious as an Odomantian. I think money will bribe him
+to carry a message to Eudora, and to place a ladder near the outer wall
+for her escape. He is intrusted with all the keys, and can do it if he
+will. And if he can get gold enough by it, I believe he will trust
+Hermes to help him settle with his master, as he has done many a time
+before this. I will be in readiness at the Triton's Cove, and bring her
+back to Athens as fast as oars can fly."
+
+"Do so, dear Geta," replied Milza; "but disguise yourself from the other
+servants, and take with you the robe and veil that I wear to market.
+Then if Eudora could only walk a little more like a fish-woman, she
+might pass very well. But be sure you do not pay the steward till you
+have her at the boat's edge; for he that will play false games with his
+master, may do the same by you."
+
+Necessary arrangements were speedily made. Geta resolved to offer the
+earnings of his whole life as a bribe, rather than intrust the secret of
+his bold expedition to any of the household of Clinias; and Milza,
+fearful that their own store would not prove a sufficient temptation,
+brought forth a sum of money found in Eudora's apartment, together with
+a valuable necklace, which had been a birth-day present from Phidias.
+
+It was past midnight when three figures emerged from the shadow of the
+high wall surrounding the mansion of Alcibiades, and with cautious haste
+proceeded toward the cove. Before they could arrive at the beach, a
+large and gaily-trimmed boat was seen approaching the shore, from the
+direction of the Piræus. It was flaming with torches; and a band of
+musicians poured out upon the undulating waters a rich flood of melody,
+rendered more distinct and soft by the liquid element over which it
+floated. One of the fugitives immediately turned, and disappeared within
+the walls they had left; the other two concealed themselves in a thick
+grove, the darkness of which was deepened by the glare of torches along
+its borders. A man richly dressed, with several fillets on his head, and
+crowned with a garland of violets, ivy, and myrtle, stepped from the
+boat, supported by the arm of a slave. His countenance was flushed with
+wine, and as he reeled along, he sung aloud:
+
+  "Have I told you all my flames,
+  'Mong the amorous Syrian dames?
+  Have I numbered every one
+  Glowing under Egypt's sun!
+  Or the nymphs, who, blushing sweet,
+  Deck the shrine of Love in Crete--
+  Where the God, with festal play,
+  Holds eternal holiday?"
+
+"Castor and Polydeuces!" whispered Geta, "there goes Alcibiades. He has
+returned from his wine earlier than usual; but so blinded by the merry
+god, that he would not have known us, if we had faced the glare of his
+torches."
+
+"Oh, hasten! hasten!" said Eudora, weeping and trembling, as she spoke.
+"I beseech you do not let a moment be lost."
+
+As Alcibiades and his train disappeared, they left the grove, and
+hurried toward their boat; keeping as much as possible within the shadow
+of the trees. They reached the cove in safety, and Geta rowed with
+unwonted energy; but he was single-handed, and Salamis was many stadia
+from Athens. Long before he arrived at the place were he had been
+accustomed to land, they heard the sound of distant oars plied with
+furious rapidity.
+
+They landed, and with the utmost haste proceeded toward the city.
+Eudora, fearful of being overtaken, implored Geta to seek refuge behind
+the pillars of Poseidon's temple. Carefully concealing themselves in the
+dense shadow, they remained without speaking, and almost without
+breathing, until their pursuers had passed by. The moment these were out
+of hearing, they quitted their hiding-place, and walked swiftly along
+the Piræus. Intense fear imparted a degree of strength, which the
+maiden, under other circumstances, would have hardly deemed it possible
+to exert. She did not for a moment relax her speed, until they came
+within sight of the Areopagus, and heard noisy shouts, apparently not
+far distant. Eudora, sinking with fatigue and terror, entreated Geta not
+to attempt any approach to the house of Clinias, where her enemies would
+certainly be lying in wait for them. With uncertain steps they proceeded
+toward the great Gate of the Acropolis, until the helpless maiden,
+frightened at the approaching noise, stopped suddenly, and burst into a
+flood of tears.
+
+"There is one place of safety, if you have courage to try it," said
+Geta: "We are nearly under the Propylæa; and close beside us is the
+grotto of Creüsa. Few dare to enter it in the day-time, and no profane
+steps will venture to pass the threshold after nightfall; for it is said
+the gods often visit it, and fill it with strange sights and sounds.
+Shall we enter?"
+
+It was a windy night, and the clouds that occasionally passed over the
+face of the moon gave the earth a dreary aspect. The high wall under
+which they stood seemed to frown gloomily upon them, and the long flight
+of white marble steps, leading from the Propylæa, looked cold and
+cheerless beneath the fitful gleamings of the moon.
+
+Eudora hesitated, and looked timidly around; but as the sound of riotous
+voices came nearer, she seized Geta's arm, and exclaimed, in hurried
+accents, "The gods protect me! Let us enter."
+
+Within the grotto, all was total darkness. Having groped their way a
+short distance from the entrance, they found a large rock, on which
+they seated themselves. The voices approached nearer, and their
+discordant revelry had an awful sound amid the echoes of the grotto.
+These gradually died away in the distance, and were heard no more.
+
+When all was perfectly still, Eudora, in whispered accents, informed
+Geta that she had been seized, as she stooped to gather flowers within
+sight of her own dwelling. Two men suddenly started up from behind a
+wall, and one covered her mouth, while the other bound her hands. They
+made a signal to a third, who came with two attendants and a curtained
+chariot, in which she was immediately conveyed to a solitary place on
+the seashore, and thence to Salamis. Two men sat beside her, and held
+her fast, so as to prevent any possibility of communication with the few
+people passing at that early hour.
+
+Arrived at the place of destination, she was shut up in a large
+apartment, luxuriously furnished. Alcibiades soon visited her, with an
+affectation of the most scrupulous respect, urging the plea of ardent
+love as an excuse for his proceedings.
+
+Aware that she was completely in his power, she concealed her
+indignation and contempt, and allowed him to indulge the hope that her
+affections might be obtained, if she were entirely convinced of his wish
+to atone for the treachery and violence with which she had been treated.
+
+Milza's voice had been recognized the moment she began to sing; and she
+at once conjectured the object that led her thither. But when hour after
+hour passed without any tidings from Pandænus or Clinias, she was in a
+state of anxiety bordering on distraction; for she soon perceived
+sufficient indication that the smooth hypocrisy of Alcibiades was
+assumed but for a short period.
+
+She had already determined on an effort to bribe the servants, when the
+steward came stealthily to her room, and offered to convey her to the
+Triton's Cove, provided she would promise to double the sum already
+offered by Geta. To this she eagerly assented, without even inquiring
+the amount; and he, fearful of detection, scarcely allowed time to throw
+Milza's robe and veil over her own.
+
+Having thus far effected her escape, Eudora was extremely anxious that
+Pandænus and Clinias should be informed of her place of retreat, as soon
+as the morning dawned. When Geta told her that Pandænus had disappeared
+as suddenly as herself, and no one knew whither, she replied, "This,
+too, is the work of Alcibiades."
+
+Their whispered conversation was stopped by the barking of a dog, to
+which the echoes of the cavern gave a frightful appearance of nearness.
+Each instinctively touched the other's arm, as a signal for silence.
+When all was again quiet, Geta whispered, "It is well for us they were
+not witty enough to bring Hylax with them; for the poor fellow would
+certainly have betrayed us." This circumstance warned them of the danger
+of listeners, and few more words were spoken.
+
+The maiden, completely exhausted by the exertions she had made, laid her
+head on the shoulder of her attendant, and slept until the morning
+twilight became perceptible through the crevices of the rocks.
+
+At the first approach of day, she implored Geta to hasten to the house
+of Clinias, and ask his protection: for she feared to venture herself
+abroad, without the presence of some one whose rank and influence would
+be respected by Alcibiades.
+
+"Before I go," replied Geta, "let me find a secure hiding-place for you;
+for though I shall soon return, in the meantime those may enter whose
+presence may be dangerous."
+
+"You forget that this is a sacred place," rejoined Eudora, in tones that
+betrayed fear struggling with her confidence.
+
+"There are men, with whom nothing is sacred," answered Geta; "and many
+such are now in Athens."
+
+The cavern was deep, and wide. As they passed along, the dawning light
+indistinctly revealed statues of Phoebus and Pan, with altars of pure
+white marble. At the farthest extremity, stood a trophy of shields,
+helmets, and spears, placed there by Miltiades, in commemoration of his
+victory at Marathon. It was so formed as to be hollow in the centre, and
+Geta proposed that the timid maiden should creep in at the side, and
+stand upright. She did so, and it proved an effectual screen from head
+to foot. Having taken this prudent precaution, the faithful attendant
+departed, with a promise to return as soon as possible. But hour after
+hour elapsed, and he came not. As Eudora peeped through the chinks of
+the trophy, she perceived from the entrance of the cave glowing streaks
+of light, that indicated approaching noon. Yet all remained still, save
+the echoed din of noises in the city; and no one came to her relief.
+
+Not long after the sun had begun to decline from its meridian, two men
+entered, whom she recognized as among the individuals that had seized
+and conveyed her to Salamis. As they looked carefully all around the
+cave, Eudora held her breath, and her heart throbbed violently.
+Perceiving no one, they knelt for a moment before the altars, and
+hastily retreated, with indications of fear; for the accusations of
+guilty minds were added to the usual terrors of this subterranean abode
+of the gods.
+
+The day was fading into twilight, when a feeble old man came, with a
+garland on his head, and invoked the blessing of Phoebus. He was
+accompanied by a boy, who laid his offering of flowers and fruit on the
+altar of Pan, with an expression of countenance that showed how much he
+was alarmed by the presence of that fear-inspiring deity.
+
+After they had withdrawn, no other footsteps approached the sacred
+place. Anxiety of mind, and bodily weariness, more than once tempted
+Eudora to go out and mingle with the throng continually passing through
+the city. But the idea that Geta might arrive, and be perplexed by her
+absence, combined with the fear of lurking spies, kept her motionless,
+until the obscurity of the grotto gave indication that the shadows of
+twilight were deepening.
+
+During the day, she had observed near the trophy a heap of withered
+laurel branches and wreaths, with which the altar and statue of Phoebus
+had been at various times adorned. Overcome with fatigue, and desirous
+to change a position, which from its uniformity had become extremely
+painful, she resolved to lie down upon the rugged rock, with the sacred
+garlands for a pillow. She shuddered to remember the lizards and other
+reptiles she had seen crawling, through the day; but the universal fear
+of entering Creüsa's grotto after nightfall, promised safety from human
+intrusion; and the desolate maiden laid herself down to repose, in such
+a state of mind that she would have welcomed a poisonous reptile, if it
+brought the slumbers of death. It seemed to her that she was utterly
+solitary and friendless; persecuted by men, and forsaken by the gods.
+
+By degrees, all sounds died away, save the melancholy hooting of owls,
+mingled occasionally with the distant barking and howling of dogs.
+Alone, in stillness and total darkness, memory revealed herself with
+wonderful power. The scenes of her childhood; the chamber in which she
+had slept; figures she had embroidered and forgotten; tunes that had
+been silent for years; thoughts and feelings long buried; Philæmon's
+smile; the serene countenance of Philothea; the death-bed of Phidias;
+and a thousand other images of the past, came before her with all the
+vividness of present reality. Exhausted in mind and body, she could not
+long endure this tide of recollection. Covering her face with her hands,
+she sobbed convulsively, as she murmured, "Oh, Philothea! why didst thou
+leave me? My guide, my only friend! oh, where art thou!"
+
+A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply. Eudora
+raised her head to listen--and lo! the whole grotto was filled with
+light; so brilliant that every feather in the arrow of Phoebus might be
+counted, and the gilded horns and star of Pan were radiant as the sun.
+
+Her first thought was that she had slept until noon. She rubbed her
+eyes, and glanced at the pedestal of a statue, on which she distinctly
+read the inscription: "Here Miltiades placed me, Pan, the goat-footed
+god of Arcadia, who warred with the Athenians against the Medes."
+
+Frightened at the possibility of having overslept herself, she started
+up, and was about to seek the shelter of the trophy, when Paralus and
+Philothea stood before her! They were clothed in bright garments, with
+garlands on their heads. His arm was about her waist, and hers rested on
+his shoulder. There was a holy beauty in their smile, from which a
+protecting influence seemed to emanate, that banished mortal fear.
+
+In sweet, low tones, they both said, as if with one voice, "Seek
+Artaphernes, the Persian."
+
+"Dearest Philothea, I scarcely know his countenance," replied the
+maiden.
+
+Again the bright vision repeated, "Seek Artaphernes, nothing doubting."
+
+The sounds ceased; the light began to fade; it grew more and more dim,
+till all was total darkness. For a long time, Eudora remained intensely
+wakeful, but inspired with a new feeling of confidence and hope, that
+rendered her oblivious of all earthly cares. Whence it came, she neither
+knew nor asked; for such states preclude all inquiry concerning their
+own nature and origin.
+
+After awhile, she fell into a tranquil slumber, in which she dreamed of
+torrents crossed in safety, and of rugged, thorny paths, that ended in
+blooming gardens. She was awakened by the sound of a troubled, timid
+voice, saying, "Eudora! Eudora!"
+
+She listened a moment, and answered, "Is it you, Milza?"
+
+"Oh, blessed be the sound of your voice," replied the peasant. "Where
+are you? Let me take your hand; for I am afraid in this awful place."
+
+"Don't be frightened, my good Milza. I have had joyful visions here,"
+rejoined the maiden. She reached out her arms as she spoke, and
+perceived that her companion trembled exceedingly. "May the gods protect
+us!" whispered she; "but it is a fearful thing to come here in the
+night-time. All the gold of Croesus would not have tempted me, if Geta
+had not charged me to do it, to save you from starving."
+
+"You are indeed kind friends," said Eudora; "and the only ones I have
+left in this world. If ever I get safely back to Elis, you shall be to
+me as brother and sister."
+
+"Ah, dear lady," replied the peasant, "you have ever been a good friend
+to us;--and there is one that sleeps, who never spoke an ungentle word
+to any of us. When her strength was almost gone, she bade me love
+Eudora, even as I had loved her; and the gods know that for her sake
+Milza would have died. Phoebus protect me, but this is an awful place to
+speak of those who sleep. It must be near the dawn; but it is fearfully
+dark here. Where is your hand? I have brought some bread and figs, and
+this little arabyllus of water mixed with Lesbian wine. Eat; for you
+must be almost famished."
+
+Eudora took the refreshment, but ere she tasted it, inquired, "Why did
+not Geta come, as he promised?" Milza began to weep.
+
+"Has evil befallen him?" said Eudora, in tones of alarm.
+
+The afflicted wife sobbed out, "Poor Geta! Poor, dear Geta! I dreaded to
+come into this cavern; but then I thought if I died, it would be well,
+if we could but die together."
+
+"Do tell me what has happened," said Eudora: "Am I doomed to bring
+trouble upon all who love me? Tell me, I entreat you."
+
+Milza, weeping as she spoke, then proceeded to say that Alcibiades had
+discovered Eudora's escape immediately after his return from the feast
+of Artaphernes. He was in a perfect storm of passion, and threatened
+every one of the servants with severe punishment, to extort confession.
+The steward received a few keen lashes, notwithstanding his
+protestations of innocence. But he threatened to appeal to the
+magistrates for another master; and Alcibiades, unwilling to lose the
+services of this bold and artful slave, restrained his anger, even when
+it was at its greatest height.
+
+To appease his master's displeasure, the treacherous fellow acknowledged
+that Geta had been seen near the walls, and that his boat had been lying
+at the Triton's Cove.
+
+In consequence of this information, men were instantly ordered in
+pursuit, with orders to lie in wait for the fugitives, if they could not
+be overtaken before morning. When Geta left Creüsa's Grotto, he was
+seized before he reached the house of Clinias.
+
+Milza knew nothing of these proceedings, but had remained anxiously
+waiting till the day was half spent. Then she learned that Alcibiades
+had claimed Eudora and Geta as his slaves, by virtue of a debt due to
+him from Phidias, for a large quantity of ivory; and notwithstanding the
+efforts of Clinias in their favour, the Court of Forty Four, in the
+borough of Alcibiades, decided that he had a right to retain them, until
+the debt was paid, or until the heir appeared to show cause why it
+should not be paid. "The gods have blessed Clinias with abundant
+wealth," said Eudora; "Did he offer nothing to save the innocent?"
+
+"Dear lady," replied Milza, "Alcibiades demands such an immense sum for
+the ivory, that he says he might as well undertake to build the wall of
+Hipparchus, as to pay it. But I have not told you the most cruel part of
+the story. Geta has been tied to a ladder, and shockingly whipped, to
+make him tell where you were concealed. He said he would not do it, if
+he died. I believe they had the will to kill him; but one of the young
+slaves, whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted, was resolved to make
+complaint to the magistrates, and demand another master. She helped Geta
+to escape: they have both taken refuge in the Temple of Theseus. Geta
+dared trust no one but me to carry a message to Clinias. I told him he
+supped with Pericles to-night; and he would not suffer me to go there,
+lest Alcibiades should be among the guests."
+
+"I am glad he gave you that advice," said Eudora; "for though Pericles
+might be willing to serve me, for Philothea's sake, I fear if he once
+learned the secret, it would soon be in Aspasia's keeping."
+
+"And that would be all the same as telling Alcibiades himself," rejoined
+Milza. "But I must tell you that I did not know of poor Geta's
+sufferings until many hours after they happened. Since he went to
+Salamis in search of you, I have not seen him until late this evening.
+He is afraid to leave the altar, lest he should fall into the hands of
+his enemies; and that is the reason he sent me to bring you food. He
+expects to be a slave again; but having been abused by Alcibiades, he
+claims the privilege of the law to be transferred to another master."
+
+Eudora wept bitterly, to think she had no power to rescue her faithful
+attendant from a condition he dreaded worse than death.
+
+Milza endeavoured, in her own artless way, to soothe the distress her
+words had excited. "In all Geta's troubles, he thinks more of you than
+he does of himself," said she. "He bade me convey you to the house of a
+wise woman from Thessalia, who lives near the Sacred Gate; for he says
+she can tell us what it is best to do. She has learned of magicians in
+foreign lands. They say she can compound potions that will turn hatred
+into love; and that the power of her enchantments is so great, she can
+draw the moon down from the sky."
+
+"Nevertheless, I shall not seek her counsel," replied the maiden; "for I
+have heard a better oracle."
+
+When she had given an account of the vision in the cave, the peasant
+asked, in a low and trembling voice, "Did it not make you afraid?"
+
+"Not in the least," answered Eudora; "and therefore I am doubtful
+whether it were a vision or a dream. I spoke to Philothea just as I used
+to do; without remembering that she had died. She left me more composed
+and happy than I have been for many days. Even if it were a vision, I
+do not marvel that the spirit of one so pure and peaceful should be less
+terrific than the ghost of Medea or Clytemnestra."
+
+"And the light shone all at once!" exclaimed Milza, eagerly. "Trust to
+it, dear lady--trust to it. A sudden brightness hath ever been a happy
+omen."
+
+Two baskets, filled with Copaic eels and anchovies, had been deposited
+near the mouth of the cavern; and with the first blush of morning, the
+fugitives offered prayers to Phoebus and Pan, and went forth with the
+baskets on their heads, as if they sought the market. Eudora, in her
+haste, would have stepped across the springs that bubbled from the
+rocks; but Milza held her back, saying, "Did you never hear that these
+brooks are Creüsa's tears? When the unhappy daughter of Erectheus left
+her infant in this cave to perish, she wept as she departed; and
+Phoebus, her immortal lover, changed her tears to rills. For this
+reason, the water has ever been salt to the taste. It is a bad omen to
+wet the foot in these springs."
+
+Thus warned, Eudora turned aside, and took a more circuitous path.
+
+It happened, fortunately, that the residence of Artaphernes stood behind
+the temple of Asclepius, at a short distance from Creüsa's Grotto; and
+they felt assured that no one would think of searching for them within
+the dwelling of the Persian stranger. They arrived at the gate without
+question or hindrance; but found it fastened. To their anxious minds,
+the time they were obliged to wait seemed like an age; but at last the
+gate was opened, and they preferred a humble request to see
+Artaphernes. Eudora, being weary of her load, stooped to place the
+basket of fish on a bench, and her veil accidentally dropped. The porter
+touched her under the chin, and said, with a rude laugh, "Do you
+suppose, my pretty dolphin, that Artaphernes buys his own dinner?"
+
+Eudora's eyes flashed fire at this familiarity; but checking her natural
+impetuosity, she replied, "It was not concerning the fish that I wished
+to speak to your master. We have business of importance."
+
+The servant gave a significant glance, more insulting than his former
+freedom. "Oh, yes, business of importance, no doubt," said he; "but do
+you suppose, my little Nereid, that the servant of the Great King is
+himself a vender of fish, that he should leave his couch at an hour so
+early as this?"
+
+Eudora slipped a ring from her finger, and putting it in his hand, said,
+in a confidential tone, "I am not a fish-woman. I am here in disguise. Go
+to your master, and conjure him, if he ever had a daughter that he
+loved, to hear the petition of an orphan, who is in great distress."
+
+The man's deportment immediately changed; and as he walked away, he
+muttered to himself, "She don't look nor speak like one brought up at
+the gates; that's certain."
+
+Eudora and Milza remained in the court for a long time, but with far
+less impatience than they had waited at the gate. At length the servant
+returned, saying his master was now ready to see them. Eudora followed,
+in extreme agitation, with her veil folded closely about her; and when
+they were ushered into the presence of Artaphernes, the embarrassment
+of her situation deprived her of the power of utterance. With much
+kindness of voice and manner, the venerable stranger said: "My servant
+told me that one of you was an orphan, and had somewhat to ask of me."
+
+Eudora replied: "O Persian stranger, I am indeed a lonely orphan, in the
+power of mine enemies; and I have been warned by a vision to come hither
+for assistance."
+
+Something in her words, or voice, seemed to excite surprise, mingled
+with deeper feelings; and the old man's countenance grew more troubled,
+as she continued: "Perhaps you may recollect a maiden that sung at
+Aspasia's house, to whom you afterwards sent a veil of shining texture?"
+
+"Ah, yes," he replied, with a deep sigh: "I do recollect it. They told
+me she was Eudora, the daughter of Phidias."
+
+"I am Eudora, the adopted daughter of Phidias," rejoined the maiden. "My
+benefactor is dead, and I am friendless."
+
+"Who were your parents?" inquired the Persian.
+
+"I never knew them," she replied. "I was stolen from the Ionian coast by
+Greek pirates. I was a mere infant when Phidias bought me."
+
+In a voice almost suffocated with emotion, Artaphernes asked, "Were you
+_then_ named Eudora?"
+
+The maiden's heart began to flutter with a new and strange hope, as she
+replied, "No one knew my name. In my childish prattle, I called myself
+Baby Minta."
+
+The old man started from his seat--his colour went and came--and every
+joint trembled. He seemed to make a strong effort to check some sudden
+impulse. After collecting himself for a moment, he said, "Maiden, you
+have the voice of one I dearly loved; and it has stirred the deepest
+fountains of my heart. I pray you, let me see your countenance."
+
+As Eudora threw off the veil, her long glossy hair fell profusely over
+her neck and shoulders, and her beautiful face was flushed with eager
+expectation.
+
+The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her
+to his bosom. The tears fell fast, as he exclaimed, "Artaminta! My
+daughter! My daughter! Image of thy blessed mother! I have sought for
+thee throughout the world, and at last I believed thee dead. My only
+child! My long-lost, my precious one! May the blessing of Oromasdes be
+upon thee."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX.
+
+  Whate'er thou givest, generous let it be.
+                              EURIPIDES
+
+
+When it was rumoured that Artaphernes had ransomed Eudora and Geta, by
+offering the entire sum demanded for the ivory, many a jest circulated
+in the agoras, at the expense of the old man who had given such an
+enormous price for a handsome slave; but when it became known, that he
+had, in some wonderful and mysterious manner, discovered a long-lost
+daughter, the tide of public feeling was changed.
+
+Alcibiades at once remitted his claim, which in fact never had any
+foundation in justice; he having accepted two statues in payment for the
+ivory, previous to the death of Phidias. He likewise formally asked
+Eudora in marriage; humbly apologizing for the outrage he had committed,
+and urging the vehemence of his love as an extenuation of the fault.
+
+Artaphernes had power to dispose of his daughter without even making any
+inquiry concerning the state of her affections; but the circumstances of
+his past life induced him to forbear the exercise of his power.
+
+"My dear child," said he, "it was my own misfortune to suffer by an
+ill-assorted marriage. In early youth, my parents united me with
+Artaynta, a Persian lady, whose affections had been secretly bestowed
+upon a near kinsman. Her parents knew of this fact, but mine were
+ignorant of it. It ended in wretchedness and disgrace. To avoid the
+awful consequences of guilt, she and her lover eloped to some distant
+land, where I never attempted to follow them.
+
+Some time after, the Great King was graciously pleased to appoint me
+Governor of the sea-coast in Asia Minor. I removed to Ephesus, where I
+saw and loved your blessed mother, the beautiful Antiope, daughter of
+Diophanes, priest of Zeus. I saw her accidentally at a fountain, and
+watched her unobserved, while she bathed the feet of her little sister.
+Though younger than myself, she reciprocated the love she had inspired.
+Her father consented to our union; and for a few years I enjoyed as
+great happiness as Oromasdes ever bestows on mortals. You were our only
+child; named Artaminta, in remembrance of my mother. You were scarcely
+two years old, when you and your nurse suddenly disappeared. As several
+other women and children were lost at the same time, we supposed that
+you were stolen by pirates. All efforts to ascertain your fate proved
+utterly fruitless. As moon after moon passed away, bringing no tidings
+of our lost treasure, Antiope grew more and more hopeless. She was a
+gentle, tender-hearted being, that complained little and suffered much.
+At last, she died broken-hearted."
+
+After remaining in silent thoughtfulness for a few moments, he added:
+"Of my two sons by Artaynta, one died in childhood; the other was killed
+in battle, before I came to Athens. I had never ceased my exertions to
+discover you; but after I became childless, it was the cherished object
+of existence. Some information received from Phoenician sailors led to
+the conclusion that I owed my misfortune to Greek pirates; and when the
+Great King informed me that he had need of services in Athens, I
+cherfully undertook the mission."
+
+"Having suffered severely in my own marriage, I would not willingly
+endanger your happiness by any unreasonable exercise of parental
+authority. Alcibiades is handsome, rich, and of high rank. How do you
+regard his proposal of marriage?"
+
+The colour mounted high in Eudora's cheek, and she answered hastily, "As
+easily could I consent to be the wife of Tereus, after his brutal
+outrage on the helpless Philomela. I have nothing but contempt to bestow
+on the man who persecuted me when I was friendless, and flatters me when
+I have wealthy friends."
+
+Artaphernes replied, "I knew not how far you might consider violent love
+an excuse for base proceedings; but I rejoice to see that you have pride
+becoming your noble birth. For another reason, it gives me happiness to
+find you ill-disposed toward this match; for duty will soon call me to
+Persia, and having just recovered you in a manner so miraculous, it
+would be a grievous sacrifice to relinquish you so soon. But am I so
+fortunate as to find you willing to return with me? Are there no strong
+ties that bind your heart to Athens?"
+
+Perceiving that Eudora blushed deeply, he added, in an inquiring tone,
+"Clinias told me to-day, that Phidias wished to unite you with that
+gifted artist, his nephew Pandænus?"
+
+The maiden replied, "I have many reasons to be grateful to Pandænus;
+and it was painful to refuse compliance with the wishes of my
+benefactor; but if Phidias had commanded me to obey him in this
+instance, my happiness would have been sacrificed. Of all countries in
+the world, there is none I so much wish to visit as Persia. Of that you
+may rest assured, my father."
+
+The old man looked upon her affectionately, and his eyes filled with
+tears, as he exclaimed, "Oromasdes be praised, that I am once more
+permitted to hear that welcome sound! No music is so pleasant to my ears
+as that word--father. Zoroaster tells us that children are a bridge
+joining this earth to a heavenly paradise, filled with fresh springs and
+blooming gardens. Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices
+call him father! But, my daughter, why is it that the commands of
+Phidias would have made you unhappy? Speak frankly, Artaminta; lest
+hereafter there should be occasion to mourn that we misunderstood each
+other."
+
+Eudora then told all the particulars of her attachment to Philæmon, and
+her brief infatuation with regard to Alcibiades. Artaphernes evinced no
+displeasure at the disclosure; but spoke of Philæmon with great respect
+and affection. He dwelt earnestly upon the mischievous effects of such
+free customs as Aspasia sought to introduce, and warmly eulogized the
+strictness and complete seclusion of Persian education. When Eudora
+expressed fears that she might never be able to regain Philæmon's love,
+he gazed on her beautiful countenance with fond admiration, and smiled
+incredulously as he turned away.
+
+The proposal of Alcibiades was civilly declined; the promised sum paid
+to his faithless steward, and the necklace, given by Phidias, redeemed.
+
+Hylax had been forcibly carried to Salamis with his young mistress, lest
+his sagacity should lead to a discovery of her prison. When Eudora
+escaped from the island, she had reluctantly left him in her apartment,
+in order to avoid the danger that might arise from any untimely noise;
+but as soon as her own safety was secured, her first thoughts were for
+the recovery of this favourite animal, the early gift of Philæmon. The
+little captive had pined and moaned continually, during their brief
+separation; and when he returned, it seemed as if his boisterous joy
+could not sufficiently manifest itself in gambols and caresses.
+
+When Artaphernes was convinced that he had really found his long-lost
+child, the impulse of gratitude led to very early inquiries for
+Pandænus. The artist had not yet re-appeared; and all Athens was filled
+with conjectures concerning his fate. Eudora still suspected that
+Alcibiades had secreted him, for the same reason that he had claimed
+Geta as a slave; for it was sufficiently obvious that he had desired, as
+far as possible, to deprive her of all assistance and protection.
+
+The event proved her suspicions well founded. On the fourth day after
+her escape from Salamis, Pandænus came to congratulate Artaphernes, and
+half in anger, half in laughter, told the particulars of his story. He
+had been seized as he returned home at night, and had been forcibly
+conveyed to the mansion of Eurysaces, where he was kept a close
+prisoner, with the promise of being released whenever he finished a
+picture, which Alcibiades had long desired to obtain. This was a
+representation of Europa, just entering the ocean on the back of the
+beautiful bull, which she and her unsuspecting companions had crowned
+with garlands.
+
+At first, the artist resisted, and swore by Phoebus Apollo that he would
+not be thus forced into the service of any man; but an unexpected
+circumstance changed his resolution.
+
+There was a long, airy gallery, in which he was allowed to take exercise
+any hour of the day. In some places, an open-work partition, richly and
+curiously wrought by the skilful hand of Callicrates, separated this
+gallery from the outer balustrade of the building. During his walks,
+Pandænus often heard sounds of violent grief from the other side of the
+screen. Curiosity induced him to listen, and inquire the cause. A sad,
+sweet voice answered, "I am Cleonica, daughter of a noble Spartan. Taken
+captive in war, and sold to Alcibiades, I weep for my dishonoured lot;
+for much I fear it will bring the gray hairs of my mother to an untimely
+grave."
+
+This interview led to another, and another; and though the mode of
+communication was imperfect, the artist was enabled to perceive that the
+captive maiden was a tall, queenly figure, with a rich profusion of
+sunny hair, indicating a fair and fresh complexion. The result was a
+promise to paint the desired picture, provided he might have the Spartan
+slave as a recompense.
+
+Alcibiades, equally solicitous to obtain the painting, and to prolong
+the seclusion of Pandænus, and being then eager in another pursuit,
+readily consented to the terms proposed. After Eudora's sudden change
+of fortune, being somewhat ashamed of the publicity of his conduct, and
+desirous not to lose entirely the good opinion of Artaphernes, he gave
+the artist his liberty, simply requiring the fulfilment of his promise.
+
+"And what are your intentions with regard to this fair captive?"
+inquired the Persian, with a significant smile.
+
+With some degree of embarrassment, Pandænus answered, "I came to ask
+your protection; and that Eudora might for the present consider her as a
+sister, until I can restore her to her family."
+
+"It shall be so," replied Artaphernes; "but this is a very small part of
+the debt I owe the nephew of Phidias. Should you hereafter have a favour
+to ask of Cleonica's noble family, poverty shall be no obstruction to
+your wishes. I have already taken measures to purchase for you a large
+estate in Elis, and to remit yearly revenues, which will I trust be
+equal to your wishes. I have another favour to ask, in addition to the
+many claims you already have upon me. Among the magnificent pictures
+that adorn the Poecile, I have not observed the sculptor of your gods. I
+pray you exert your utmost skill in a painting of Phidias crowned by the
+Muses; that I may place it on those walls, a public monument of my
+gratitude to that illustrious man."
+
+"Of his statues and drawings I have purchased all that can be bought in
+Athens. The weeping Panthea, covering the body of Abradates with her
+mantle, is destined for my royal and munificent master. By the kindness
+of Pericles, I have obtained for myself the beautiful group,
+representing my precious little Artaminta caressing the kid, in that
+graceful attitude which first attracted the attention of her benefactor.
+For the munificent Eleans, I have reserved the Graceful Three, which
+your countrymen have named the presiding deities over benevolent
+actions. All the other statues and drawings of your illustrious kinsman
+are at your disposal. Nay, do not thank me, young man. Mine is still the
+debt, and my heart will be ever grateful."
+
+The exertions of Clinias, although they proved unavailing, were
+gratefully acknowledged by the present of a large silver bowl, on which
+the skilful artificer, Mys, had represented, with exquisite delicacy,
+the infant Dionysus watched by the nymphs of Naxos.
+
+In the midst of this generosity, the services of Geta and Milza were not
+forgotten. The bribe given to the steward was doubled in the payment,
+and an offer made to establish them in any part of Greece or Persia,
+where they wished to reside.
+
+A decided preference was given to Elis, as the only place where they
+could be secure from the ravages of war. A noble farm, in the
+neighbourhood of Proclus, was accordingly purchased for them, well
+stocked with herds and furnished with all agricultural and household
+conveniences. Geta, having thus become an owner of the soil, dropped the
+brief name by which he had been known in slavery, and assumed the more
+sonorous appellation of Philophidias.
+
+Dione, old as she was, overcame her fear of perils by land and sea, and
+resolved to follow her young mistress into Persia.
+
+Before a new moon had begun its course, Pandænus fulfilled his
+intention of returning to Olympia, in company with the Lacedæmonian
+ambassador and his train. Cleonica, attended by Geta and Milza,
+travelled under the same protection. Artaphernes sent to Proclus four
+noble horses and a Bactrian camel, together with seven minæ as a
+portion for Zoila. For Pterilaüs, likewise, was a sum of money
+sufficient to maintain him ten years in Athens, that he might gratify
+his ardent desire to become the disciple of Plato. Eudora sent her
+little playmate a living peacock, which proved even more acceptable than
+her flock of marble sheep with their painted shepherd. To Melissa was
+sent a long affectionate epistle, with the dying bequest of Philothea,
+and many a valuable token of Eudora's gratitude.
+
+Although a brilliant future was opening before her, the maiden's heart
+was very sad, when she bade a last farewell to the honest and faithful
+attendants, who had been with her through so many changing scenes, and
+aided her in the hour of her utmost need. The next day after their
+departure was spent by the Persian in the worship of Mithras, and
+prayers to Oromasdes. Eudora, in remembrance of her vision, offered
+thanksgiving and sacrifice to Phoebus and Pan; and implored the deities
+of ocean to protect the Phoenician galley, in which they were about to
+depart from Athens.
+
+These ceremonies being performed, Artaphernes and his weeping daughter
+visited the studio of Myron, who, in compliance with their orders, had
+just finished the design of a beautiful monument to Paralus and
+Philothea, on which were represented two doves sleeping upon garlands.
+
+For the last time, Eudora poured oblations of milk and honey, and placed
+fragrant flowers, with ringlets of her hair, upon the sepulchre of her
+gentle friend; then, with many tears, she bade a long farewell to scenes
+rendered sacred by the remembrance of their mutual love.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX.
+
+              Next arose
+  A well-towered city, by seven golden gates
+  Inclosed, that fitted to their lintels hung.
+              Then burst forth
+  Aloud the marriage song; and far and wide
+  Long splendors flashed from many a quivering torch.
+                                        HESIOD
+
+
+When the galley arrived at the opulent city of Tyre, the noble Persian
+and his retinue joined a caravan of Phoenician merchants bound to
+Ecbatana, honoured at that season of the year with the residence of the
+royal family. Eudora travelled in a cedar carriage drawn by camels. The
+latticed windows were richly gilded, and hung with crimson curtains,
+which her father ordered to be closed at the slightest indication of
+approaching travellers. Dione, with six more youthful attendants,
+accompanied her, and exerted all their powers to make the time pass
+pleasantly; but all their stories of romantic love, of heroes mortal and
+immortal, combined with the charms of music, could not prevent her from
+feeling that the journey was exceedingly long and wearisome.
+
+She recollected how her lively spirit had sometimes rebelled against the
+restraints imposed on Grecian women, and sighed to think of all she had
+heard concerning the far more rigid customs of Persia. Expressions of
+fatigue sometimes escaped her; and her indulgent parent consented that
+she should ride in the chariot with him, enveloped in a long, thick
+veil, that descended to her feet, with two small openings of net-work
+for the eyes.
+
+As they passed through Persia, he pointed out to her the sacred groves,
+inhabited by the Magii: the entrance of the cave where Zoroaster penned
+his divine precepts; and the mountain on whose summit he was wont to
+hold midnight communication with the heavenly bodies.
+
+Eudora remarked that she nowhere observed temples or altars; objects to
+which her eye had always been accustomed, and which imparted such a
+sacred and peculiar beauty to Grecian scenery.
+
+Artaphernes replied, "It is because these things are contrary to the
+spirit of Persian theology. Zoroaster taught us that the temple of
+Oromasdes was infinite space--his altar, the air, the earth, and the
+heavens."
+
+When the travellers arrived within sight of Ecbatana, the setting sun
+poured upon the noble city a flood of dazzling light. It was girdled by
+seven walls of seven different colours; one rising above the other, in
+all the hues of the rainbow. From the centre of the innermost, arose the
+light, graceful towers of the royal palace, glittering with gold. The
+city was surrounded by fertile, spacious plains, bounded on one side by
+Mount Orontes, and on the other by a stately forest, amid whose lofty
+trees might here and there be seen the magnificent villas of Persian
+nobles.
+
+Eudora's heart beat violently, when her father pointed to the residence
+of Megabyzus, and told her that the gilded balls on its pinnacles could
+be discovered from their own dwelling; but maiden shame prevented her
+from inquiring whether Philæmon was still the instructor of his sons.
+
+The morning after his arrival, Artaphernes had a private audience with
+his royal master. This conference lasted so long, that many of the
+courtiers supposed his mission in Greece related to matters of more
+political importance than the purchase of pictures and statues; and this
+conjecture was afterward confirmed by the favours lavished upon him.
+
+It was soon known throughout the precincts of the court that the
+favourite noble had returned from Athens, bringing with him his
+long-lost daughter. The very next day, as Eudora walked round the
+terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages
+approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and
+ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to
+retire before their presence, on pain of death. In obedience to these
+commands, Artaphernes immediately withdrew to his own apartment, closed
+the shutters, and there remained till the royal retinue departed.
+
+The visiters consisted of Amestris, the mother of Artaxerxes; Arsinöe of
+Damascus, his favourite mistress; and Parysatis, his daughter; with
+their innumerable slaves. They examined Eudora with more than childish
+curiosity; pulled every article of her dress, to ascertain its colour
+and its texture; teased to see all her jewels; wanted to know the name
+of everything in Greek; requested her to sing Greek songs; were
+impatient to learn Ionian dances; conjured her to paint a black streak
+from the eyes to the ears; and were particularly anxious to ascertain
+what cosmetic the Grecian ladies used to stain the tips of their
+fingers.
+
+When all these important matters were settled, by means of an
+interpreter, they began to discuss the merits of Grecian ladies; and
+loudly expressed their horror at the idea of appearing before brothers
+unveiled, and at the still grosser indelicacy of sometimes allowing the
+face to be seen by a betrothed lover. Then followed a repetition of all
+the gossip of the harem; particularly, a fresh piece of scandal
+concerning Apollonides of Cos, and their royal kinswoman, Amytis, the
+wife of Megabyzus. Eudora turned away to conceal her blushes; for the
+indelicacy of their language was such as seldom met the ear of a Grecian
+maiden.
+
+The Queen mother was eloquent in praise of a young Lesbian girl, whom
+Artaphernes had bought to attend upon his daughter. This was equivalent
+to asking for the slave; and the captive herself evinced no
+unwillingness to join the royal household; it having been foretold by an
+oracle that she would one day be the mother of kings. Amestris accepted
+the beautiful Greek, with many thanks, casting a triumphant glance at
+Arsinöe and Parysatis, who lowered their brows, as if each had reasons
+of her own for being displeased with the arrangement.
+
+The royal guests gave and received a variety of gifts; consisting
+principally of jewels, embroidered mantles, veils, tufts of peacock
+feathers with ivory handles, parrots, and golden boxes filled with
+roseate powder for the fingers, and black paint for the eyebrows. At
+length they departed, and Eudora's attendants showered perfumes on them
+as they went.
+
+Eudora recalled to mind the pure and sublime discourse she had so often
+enjoyed with Philothea, and sighed as she compared it with this
+specimen of intercourse with high-born Persian ladies.
+
+When the sun was setting, she again walked upon the terrace; and,
+forgetful of the customs of the country, threw back her veil, that she
+might enjoy more perfectly the beauty of the landscape. She stood
+thoughtfully gazing at the distant pinnacles, which marked the residence
+of Megabyzus, when the barking of Hylax attracted her attention, and
+looking into the garden, she perceived a richly dressed young man, with
+his eyes fixed earnestly upon her. She drew her veil hastily, and
+retired within the dwelling, indulging the secret hope that none of her
+attendants had witnessed an action, which Artaphernes would deem so
+imprudent.
+
+On the following morning commenced the celebrated festival called, 'The
+Salutation of Mithras;' during which, forty days were set apart for
+thanksgiving and sacrifice. The procession formed long before the rising
+of the sun. First appeared a long train of the most distinguished Magii
+from all parts of the empire, led by their chief in scarlet robes,
+carrying the sacred fire upon a silver furnace. Next appeared an empty
+chariot consecrated to Oromasdes, decorated with garlands, and drawn by
+white steeds harnessed with gold. This was followed by a magnificent
+large horse, his forehead flaming with gems, in honour of Mithras. Then
+came the Band of Immortals, and the royal kindred, their Median vests
+blazing with embroidery and gold. Artaxerxes rode in an ivory chariot,
+richly inlaid with precious stones. He was followed by a long line of
+nobles, riding on camels splendidly caparisoned; and their countless
+attendants closed the train. This gorgeous retinue slowly ascended
+Mount Orontes. When they arrived upon its summit, the chief of the Magii
+assumed his tiara interwoven with myrtle, and hailed the first beams of
+the rising sun with sacrifice. Then each of the Magii in turns sung
+orisons to Oromasdes, by whose eternal power the radiant Mithras had
+been sent to gladden the earth, and preserve the principle of life.
+Finally, they all joined in one universal chorus, while king, princes,
+and nobles, prostrated themselves, and adored the Fountain of Light.
+
+At that solemn moment, a tiger leaped from an adjoining thicket, and
+sprung toward the king. But ere the astonished courtiers had time to
+breathe, a javelin from some unknown hand passed through the ferocious
+animal, and laid him lifeless in the dust.
+
+Eudora had watched the procession from the house-top; and at this moment
+she thought she perceived hurried and confused movements, of which her
+attendants could give no explanation.
+
+The splendid concourse returned toward the palace in the same order that
+it had ascended the mountain. But next to the royal chariot there now
+appeared a young man on a noble steed, with a golden chain about his
+neck, and two heralds by his side, who ever and anon blew their
+trumpets, and proclaimed, "This is Philæmon of Athens, whom the king
+delighteth to honour?"
+
+Eudora understood the proclamation imperfectly; but afar off, she
+recognized the person of her lover. As they passed the house, she saw
+Hylax running to and fro on the top of the wall, barking, and jumping,
+and wagging his tail, as if he too were conscious of the vicinity of
+some familiar friend. The dog evidently arrested Philæmon's attention;
+for he observed him closely, and long continued to look back and watch
+his movements.
+
+A tide of sweet and bitter recollections oppressed the maiden's heart; a
+deadly paleness overspread her cheeks; a suffocating feeling choked her
+voice; and had it not been for a sudden gush of tears, she would have
+fallen.
+
+When her father returned, he informed her that the life of Artaxerxes
+had been saved by the promptitude and boldness of Philæmon, who
+happened to perceive the tiger sooner than any other person at the
+festival. He added, "I saw Philæmon after the rescue, but we had brief
+opportunity to discourse together. I think his secluded habits have
+prevented him from hearing that I found a daughter in Athens. He told me
+he intended soon to return to his native country, and promised to be my
+guest for a few days before he departed. Furthermore, my child, the
+Great King, in the fulness of his regal bounty, last night sent a
+messenger to demand you in marriage for his son Xerxes."
+
+He watched her countenance, as he spoke; but seemed doubtful how to
+understand the fluctuating colour. Still keeping his scrutinizing gaze
+fixed upon her, he continued, "Artaminta, this is an honour not to be
+lightly rejected; to be princess of Persia now, and hereafter perhaps
+its queen."
+
+In some confusion, the maiden answered, "Perhaps the prince may not
+approve his father's choice."
+
+"No, Artaminta; the prince has chosen for himself. He sent his sister to
+obtain a view of my newly discovered daughter; and he himself saw you,
+as you stood on the terrace unveiled."
+
+In an agitated voice, Eudora asked, "And must I be compelled to obey the
+commands of the king?"
+
+"Unless it should be his gracious pleasure to dispense with obedience,"
+replied Artaphernes. "I and all my household are his servants. I pray
+Oromasdes that you may never have greater troubles than the fear of
+becoming a princess."
+
+"But you forget, my dear father, that Parysatis told me her brother
+Xerxes was effeminate and capricious, and had a new idol with every
+change of the moon. Some fairer face would soon find favour in his
+sight; and I should perhaps be shut up with hundreds of forgotten
+favourites, in the old harem, among silly women and ugly slaves."
+
+Her father answered, in an excited tone, "Artaminta, if you had been
+brought up with more becoming seclusion, like those silly Persian women,
+you would perhaps have known, better than you now seem to do, that a
+woman's whole duty is submission."
+
+Eudora had never heard him speak so harshly. She perceived that his
+parental ambition was roused, and that her indifference to the royal
+proposal displeased him. The tears fell fast, as she replied, "Dear
+father, I will obey you, even if you ask me to sacrifice my life, at the
+command of the king."
+
+Her tears touched the feelings of the kind old man. He embraced her
+affectionately, saying, "Do not weep, daughter of my beloved Antiope. It
+would indeed gratify my heart to see you Queen of Persia; but you shall
+not be made wretched, if my interest with the Great King can prevent
+it. All men praise his justice and moderation; and he has pledged his
+royal word to grant anything I ask, in recompense for services rendered
+in Greece. The man who has just saved his life can no doubt obtain any
+favour. But reflect upon it well, my daughter. Xerxes has no son; and
+should you give birth to a boy, no new favourite could exclude you from
+the throne. Perhaps Philæmon was silent from other causes than ignorance
+of your arrival in Persia; and if this be the case, you may repent a too
+hasty rejection of princely love."
+
+Eudora blushed like crimson, and appeared deeply pained by this
+suggestion; but she made no answer. Artaphernes departed, promising to
+seek a private audience with the king; and she saw him no more that
+night. When she laid her head upon the pillow, a mind troubled with many
+anxious thoughts for a long time prevented repose; and when she did sink
+to sleep, it was with a confused medley of ideas, in which the
+remembrance of Philæmon's love was mixed up with floating visions of
+regal grandeur, and proud thoughts of a triumphant marriage, now placed
+within her power, should he indeed prove as unforgiving and indifferent,
+as her father had suggested.
+
+In her sleep, she saw Philothea; but a swift and turbid stream appeared
+to roll between them; and her friend said, in melancholy tones, "You
+have left me, Eudora; and I cannot come to you, now. Whence are these
+dark and restless waters, which separate our souls?"
+
+Then a variety of strange scenes rapidly succeeded each other--all
+cheerless, perturbed, and chaotic. At last, she seemed to be standing
+under the old grape-vine, that shaded the dwelling of Anaxagoras, and
+Philæmon crowned her with a wreath of myrtle. In the morning, soon after
+she had risen from her couch, Artaphernes came to her apartment, and
+mildly asked if she still wished to decline the royal alliance. He
+evinced no displeasure when she answered in the affirmative; but quietly
+replied, "It may be that you have chosen a wise part, my child; for true
+it is, that safety and contentment rarely take up their abode with
+princes. But now go and adorn yourself with your richest apparel; for
+the Great King requires me to present you at the palace, before the hour
+of noon. Let your Greek costume be laid aside; for I would not have my
+daughter appear like a foreigner, in the presence of her king."
+
+With a palpitating heart, Eudora resigned herself into the hands of her
+Persian tire-women, who so loaded her with embroidery and gems, that she
+could scarcely support their weight.
+
+She was conveyed to the palace in a cedar carriage, carefully screened
+from observation. Her father rode by her side, and a numerous train of
+attendants followed. Through gates of burnished brass, they entered a
+small court with a tesselated pavement of black and white marble. Thence
+they passed into a long apartment, with walls of black marble, and
+cornices heavily gilded. The marble was so highly polished, that Eudora
+saw the light of her jewels everywhere reflected like sunbeams.
+Surprised by the multiplied images of herself and attendants, she did
+not at first perceive, through the net-work of her veil, that a young
+man stood leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. This
+well-remembered attitude attracted her attention, and she scarcely
+needed a glance to assure her it was Philæmon.
+
+It being contrary to Persian etiquette to speak without license within
+hearing of the royal apartments, the Athenian merely smiled, and bowed
+gracefully to Artaphernes; but an audible sigh escaped him, as he
+glanced at the Greek attendants. Eudora hastily turned away her head,
+when he looked toward her; but her heart throbbed so violently that
+every fold of her veil trembled. They continued thus in each other's
+presence many minutes; one in a state of perfect unconsciousness, the
+other suffering an intensity of feeling, that seemed like the condensed
+excitement of years. At last a herald came to say it was now the
+pleasure of the Great King to receive them in the private court, opening
+into the royal gardens.
+
+The pavement of this court was of porphyry inlaid with costly marbles,
+in various hieroglyphics. The side connected with the palace was adorned
+with carved open-work, richly painted and gilded, and with jasper
+tablets, alternately surmounted by a golden ram and a winged lion; one
+the royal ensign of Persia, the other emblematic of the Assyrian empire
+conquered by Cyrus. The throne was placed in the centre, under a canopy
+of crimson, yellow, and blue silk, tastefully intermingled and
+embroidered with silver and gold. Above this was an image of the sun,
+with rays so brilliant, that it dazzled the eyes of those who looked
+upon it.
+
+The monarch seemed scarcely beyond the middle age, with long flowing
+hair, and a countenance mild and dignified. On his right hand stood
+Xerxes--on his left, Darius and Sogdianus; and around him were a
+numerous band of younger sons; all wearing white robes, with jewelled
+vests of Tyrian purple.
+
+As they entered, the active buzzing of female voices was heard behind
+the gilded open-work of the wall; but this was speedily silenced by a
+signal from the herald. Artaphernes prostrated himself, till his
+forehead touched the pavement; Eudora copied his example; but Philæmon
+merely bowed low, after the manner of the Athenians. Artaxerxes bade
+them arise, and said, in a stern tone, "Artaphernes, has thy daughter
+prepared herself to obey our royal mandate? Or is she still contemptuous
+of our kingly bounty?"
+
+Eudora trembled; and her father again prostrated himself, as he replied:
+"O great and benignant king! mayest thou live forever. May Oromandes
+bless thee with a prosperous reign, and forever avert from thee the
+malignant influence of Arimanius. I and my household are among the least
+of thy servants. May the hand that offends thee be cut off, and cast to
+unclean dogs."
+
+"Arise, Artaphernes!" said the monarch: "Thy daughter has permission to
+speak."
+
+Eudora, awed by the despotic power and august presence of Artaxerxes,
+spoke to her father, in a low and tremulous voice, and reminded him of
+the royal promise to grant whatever he might ask."
+
+Philæmon turned eagerly, and a sudden flush mantled his cheeks, when he
+heard the pure Attic dialect, "with its lovely marriage of sweet
+sounds."
+
+"What does the maiden say?" inquired the king. Artaphernes again paid
+homage, and answered; "O Light of the World! Look in mercy upon the
+daughter of thy servant, and grant that her petition may find favour in
+thy sight. As yet, she hath not gained a ready utterance of the Persian
+language--honoured and blessed above all languages, in being the
+messenger of thy thoughts, O king. Therefore she spoke in the Greek
+tongue, concerning thy gracious promise to grant unto the humblest of
+thy servants whatsoever he might ask at thy hands."
+
+Then the monarch held forth his golden sceptre, and replied, "Be it unto
+thee, as I have said. I have sought thy daughter in marriage for Xerxes,
+prince of the empire. What other boon does Artaphernes ask of the king?"
+
+The Persian approached, and reverently touching the point of the
+sceptre, answered: "O King of kings! before whom the nations of the
+earth do tremble. Thy bounty is like the overflowing Nilus, and thy
+mercy refreshing as dew upon the parched earth. If it be thy pleasure, O
+King, forgive Artaminta, my daughter, if she begs that the favour of the
+prince, like the blessed rays of Mithras, may fall upon some fairer
+damsel. I pray thee have her excused."
+
+Xerxes looked up with an angry frown; but his royal father replied, "The
+word of the king is sacred; and his decree changeth not. Be it unto thee
+even as thou wilt."
+
+Then turning to Philæmon, he said: "Athenian stranger, our royal life
+preserved by thy hand deserves a kingly boon. Since our well beloved son
+cannot find favour in the eyes of this damsel, we bestow her upon thee.
+Her father is one of the illustrious Pasargadæ, and her ancestors were
+not unremotely connected with the princes of Media. We have never looked
+upon her countenance--deeming it wise to copy the prudent example of our
+cousin Cyrus; but report describes her beautiful as Panthea."
+
+Eudora shrunk from being thus bestowed upon Philæmon; and she would have
+said this to her father, had he not checked the first half-uttered word
+by a private signal.
+
+With extreme confusion, the Athenian bowed low, and answered, "Pardon
+me, O King, and deem me not insensible of thy royal munificence. I pray
+thee bestow the daughter of the princely Artaphernes upon one more
+worthy than thy servant."
+
+"Now, by the memory of Cyrus!" exclaimed Artaxerxes, "The king's favours
+shall this day be likened unto a beggar, whose petitions are rejected at
+every gate."
+
+Then, turning to his courtiers, he added: "A proud nation are these
+Greeks! When the plague ravaged all Persia and Media, Hippocrates of Cos
+refused our entreaties, and scorned our royal bounty; saying he was born
+to serve his own countrymen, and not foreigners. Themistocles, on whom
+our mighty father bestowed the revenues of cities, died, rather than
+fight for him against Athens; and lo! here is a young Athenian, who
+refuses a maiden sought by the Persian prince, with a dowry richer than
+Pactolus.
+
+Philæmon bowed himself reverently, and replied: "Deem not, O king, that
+I am moved by Grecian pride; for well I know that I am all unworthy of
+this princely alliance. An epistle lately received from Olympia makes it
+necessary for me to return to Greece; where, O king, I seek a beloved
+maiden, to whom I was betrothed before my exile."
+
+Eudora had trembled violently, and her convulsive breathing was audible,
+while Philæmon spoke; but when he uttered the last words, forgetful of
+the reverence required of those who stood in the presence of majesty,
+she murmured, "Oh, Philothea!" and sunk into the arms of her father.
+
+The young man started; for now, not only the language, but the tones
+were familiar to his heart. As the senseless form was carried into the
+garden, he gazed upon it with an excited and bewildered expression.
+
+Artaxerxes smiled, as he said: "Athenian stranger, the daughter of
+Artaphernes, lost on the coast of Ionia, was discovered in the household
+of Phidias, and the Greeks called her Eudora."
+
+Philæmon instantly knelt at the monarch's feet, and said, "Pardon me, O
+king. I was ignorant of all this. I ----"
+
+He would have explained more fully; but Artaxerxes interrupted him; "We
+know it all, Athenian stranger--we know it all. You have refused
+Artaminta, and now we bestow upon you Eudora, with the revenues of
+Magnesia and Lampsacus for her dowry."
+
+Before the next moon had waned, a magnificent marriage was celebrated in
+the court of audience, opening into the royal gardens. On a shining
+throne, in the midst of a stately pavilion, was seated Artaxerxes,
+surrounded by the princes of the empire. Near the throne stood Philæmon
+and Eudora. Artaphernes placed the right hand of the bride within the
+right hand of the bridegroom, saying, "Philæmon of Athens, I bestow upon
+thee, Artaminta, my daughter, with my estates in Pasagarda, and five
+thousand darics as her dowry."
+
+The chief of the Magii bore sacred fire on a silver censer, and the
+bridal couple passed slowly around it three times, bowing reverently to
+the sacred emblem of Mithras. Then the bridegroom fastened a golden
+jewel about the bride's neck, and they repeated certain words, promising
+fidelity to each other. The nuptial hymn was sung by six handsome
+youths, and as many maidens, clothed in white garments, with a purple
+edge.
+
+Numerous lamps were lighted in the trees, making the gardens bright as
+noon. Women belonging to the royal household, and to the most favoured
+of the nobility, rode through the groves and lawns, in rich pavilions,
+on the backs of camels and white elephants. As the huge animals were led
+along, fireworks burst from under their feet, and playing for a moment
+in the air, with undulating movements, fell in a sparkling shower.
+
+Artaxerxes gave a luxurious feast, which lasted seven days; during which
+time the Queen entertained her guests with equal splendour, in the
+apartments of the women.
+
+The Athenian decree against those of foreign parentage had been repealed
+in favour of young Pericles; but in that country everything was in a
+troubled and unsettled state; and Artaphernes pleaded hard to have his
+daughter remain in Persia.
+
+It was therefore decided that the young couple should reside at
+Pasagarda, situated in a fertile valley, called the Queen's Girdle,
+because its revenues were appropriated to that costly article of the
+royal wardrobe. This pleasant city had once been the favourite residence
+of Cyrus the Great, and a plain obelisk in the royal gardens marked his
+burial-place. The adjacent promontory of Taoces afforded a convenient
+harbour for Tyrian merchants, and thus brought in the luxuries of
+Phoenicia, while it afforded opportunities for literary communication
+between the East and the West. Here were celebrated schools under the
+direction of the Magii, frequently visited by learned men from Greece,
+Ethiopia, and Egypt.
+
+Philæmon devoted himself to the quiet pursuits of literature; and
+Eudora, happy in her father, husband and children, thankfully
+acknowledged the blessings of her lot.
+
+Her only daughter, a gentle maiden, with plaintive voice and earnest
+eyes, bore the beloved name of Philothea.
+
+
+
+
+APPENDIX
+
+
+_Zeus_--The Jupiter of the Romans.
+
+_Zeus Xenius_--Jupiter the Hospitable.
+
+_Hera_--Juno.
+
+_Pallas_--Minerva.
+
+_Pallas Athena_--An ancient appellation of Minerva, from which Athens
+took its name.
+
+_Pallas Parthenia_--Pallas the Virgin.
+
+_Pallas Promachos_--Pallas the Defender.
+
+_Phoebus_--The Apollo of the Romans; the Sun.
+
+_Phoebus Apollo_--Phoebus the Destroyer, or the Purifier.
+
+_Phoebe_--Diana; the Moon.
+
+_Artemis_--Diana.
+
+_Agrotera_--Diana the Huntress.
+
+_Orthia_--Name of Diana among the Spartans.
+
+_Poseidon_--Neptune.
+
+_Aphrodite_--Venus.
+
+_Urania_--The Heavenly Venus. The same name was applied to the Muse of
+Astronomy.
+
+_Eros_--Cupid.
+
+_Hermes_--Mercury.
+
+_Demeter_--Ceres.
+
+_Persephone_--Proserpine.
+
+_Dionysus_--Bacchus.
+
+_Pandamator_--A name of Vulcan, signifying the All-subduing.
+
+_Mnemosyne_--Goddess of Memory.
+
+_Chloris_--Flora.
+
+_Asclepius_--Esculapius.
+
+_Rhamnusia_--Name of a statue of Nemesis, goddess of Vengeance; so
+called because it was in the town of Rhamnus.
+
+_Polydeuces_--Pollux.
+
+_Leto_--Latona.
+
+_Taraxippus_--A deity whose protection was implored at Elis, that no
+harm might happen to the horses.
+
+_Erinnys_--The Eumenides, or Furies.
+
+_Naiades_--Nymphs of Rivers, Springs, and Fountains.
+
+_Nereides_--Nymphs of the Sea.
+
+_Oreades_--Nymphs of the Mountains.
+
+_Dryades_--Nymphs of the Woods.
+
+_Oromasdes_--Persian name for the Principle of Good.
+
+_Mithras_--Persian name for the Sun.
+
+_Arimanius_--Persian name for the Principle of Evil.
+
+_Odysseus_--Ulysses.
+
+_Achilleus_-Achilles.
+
+_Cordax_--An immodest comic dance.
+
+_Agora_--A Market House.
+
+_Prytaneum_--The Town House.
+
+_Deigma_--A place in the Piræus, corresponding to the modern Exchange.
+
+_Clepsydra_--A Water-dial.
+
+_Cotylæ_--A measure. Some writers say one third of a quart; others much
+less.
+
+_Arytana_--A small cup.
+
+_Arabyllus_--A vase, wide at bottom and narrow at top.
+
+_Archons_--Chief Magistrates of Athens.
+
+_Prytanes_--Magistrates who presided over the Senate.
+
+_Phylarchi_--Sheriffs.
+
+_Epistates_--Chairman, or speaker.
+
+_Hippodrome_--The Horse-course.
+
+_Stadium_--Thirty-six and a half rods.
+
+_Obulus_, (plural _Oboli_)--A small coin, about the value of a penny.
+
+_Drachma_, (plural _Drachmæ_)--About ten-pence sterling.
+
+_Mina_, (plural _Minæ_)--Four pounds, three shillings, four pence.
+
+_Stater_--A gold coin; estimated at about twelve shillings, three pence.
+
+_Daric_--A Persian gold coin, valued one pound, twelve shillings, three
+pence.
+
+(All the above coins are estimated very differently by different writers.)
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+"The midnight procession of the Panathenæa." p. 11.
+
+This festival in honour of Pallas was observed early in the summer,
+every fifth year, with great pomp.
+
+
+"The Sacred Peplus." p. 12.
+
+This was a white garment consecrated to Pallas, on which the actions of
+illustrious men were represented in golden embroidery.
+
+
+"Festival of Torches." p. 15.
+
+In honour of Prometheus. The prize was bestowed on him who ran the
+course without extinguishing his torch.
+
+
+"Six months of seclusion within the walls of the Acropolis, were
+required of the Canephoræ." p. 22.
+
+Maidens of the first families were selected to embroider the sacred
+peplus. The two principal ones were called Canephoræ, because they
+carried baskets in the Panathenaic procession.
+
+
+"Fountain of Byblis." p. 33.
+
+This name was derived from a young Ionian, passionately fond of her
+brother Caunus, for whom she wept till she was changed into a fountain,
+near Miletus.
+
+
+"During the festivities of the Dionysia." p. 42.
+
+This festival, in honour of Dionysus, was observed with great splendour.
+Choragic games are supposed to have been celebrated; in which prizes
+were given to the successful competitors in music, and the drama.
+
+
+"The tuneful soul of Marsyas." p. 43.
+
+Marsyas was a celebrated musician of Phrygia, generally considered the
+inventor of the flute.
+
+
+"Contest between fighting quails." p. 43.
+
+In Athens, quails were pitched against each other, in the same manner as
+game-cocks among the moderns.
+
+
+"Pericles withdrew a rose from the garland." p. 44.
+
+This flower was sacred to Silence. The ancients often suspended it above
+the table at feasts, to signify that what was said _sub rosa_ was not to
+be repeated.
+
+
+"A life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+p. 46.
+
+It is related of him, that he asked and obtained the gift of immortality
+in this world; but unfortunately forgot to ask for youth and vigour.
+
+
+"Eleusinian Mysteries." p. 47.
+
+Ceremonies at Eleusis, in honour of Demeter, observed with great
+secrecy. Those who were initiated were supposed to be peculiarly under
+the protection of the gods.
+
+
+"Model for the sloping roof of the Odeum." p. 54.
+
+Pericles was usually represented with a helmet, to cover the deformity
+in his skull. It was jestingly said that the model for the Odeum was
+from his own head.
+
+
+"Patriotic song of Callistratus." p. 56.
+
+Translated from the Greek, by the Rt. Rev. G. W. Doane, Bishop of New
+Jersey.
+
+
+"While our rosy fillets shed," &c. p. 57.
+
+The 43d Ode of Anacreon. This and other extracts from the same poet are
+translated by Thomas Moore, Esq.
+
+
+"All ending in ippus and ippides." p. 61.
+
+Ippus is the Greek for horse. Wealthy Athenians generally belonged to
+the equestrian order; to which the same ideas of honour were attached as
+to the knights, or cavaliers, of modern times. Their names often
+signified some quality of a horse; as Leucippus, a white horse, &c.
+
+
+"Describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter." p. 64.
+
+None but Greeks were allowed to enter the temples of this goddess.
+
+
+"Urania alone confers the beauty-giving zone." p. 69.
+
+Urania was the Heavenly Venus, who presided over the pure sentiment of
+love, in distinction from Aphrodite, who presided over the sensual
+passion.
+
+
+"The Pleiades mourning for their lost sister." p. 74.
+
+One of the stars in the constellation of the Pleiades is said to have
+disappeared. They were fabled as seven sisters, and one lost her place
+in the sky by marrying a mortal.
+
+
+"More happy than the gods is he." p. 75.
+
+Second Ode of Sappho, translated by F. Fawkes, Esq.
+
+
+"He has clothed the Graces." p. 76.
+
+Socrates was originally a sculptor. He carved a beautiful group of the
+Graces; said to have been the first that were represented with clothing.
+
+
+"Too frugal to buy coloured robes." p. 76.
+
+The common people in Athens generally bought white garments, for the
+economy of having them dyed when they were defaced.
+
+
+"Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit." p. 89.
+
+In the Phoedrus of Plato, Socrates is represented as saying, "When I was
+about to cross the river, a demoniacal and usual sign was given me; and
+whenever this takes place, it always prohibits me from accomplishing
+what I was about to do. In the present instance, I seemed to hear a
+voice, which would not suffer me to depart till I had made an expiation;
+as if I had offended in some particular a divine nature."
+
+
+"His statue stands among the Olympionicæ." p. 92.
+
+The victors at the Olympic Games had their statues placed in the groves.
+These statues were called Olympionicæ.
+
+
+"Count me on the summer trees." p. 98.
+
+Part of the 14th Ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"As soon would I league myself with Odomantians." p. 112.
+
+The Odomantians of Thrace, near the river Strymon, had the same
+grasping, avaricious character, attributed to the Jews in modern times.
+
+
+"Concealed their frauds amid the flames of the Treasury." p. 113.
+
+The Treasury in Athens was burned to the ground, by the Treasurers, who
+took that method to avoid being called to account for the money they had
+embezzled.
+
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them." p. 116.
+
+The freemen of Sparta were forbidden the exercise of any mechanical or
+laborious employment. All these duties devolved upon the Helots; while
+their masters spent their time in dancing, feasting, hunting, and
+fighting.
+
+
+"He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow freedom." p. 117.
+
+There was a Spartan law forbidding masters to emancipate their slaves.
+About two thousand, who were enfranchised by a public decree, for having
+bravely defended the country during the Peloponessian war, soon after
+disappeared suddenly, and were supposed to have been secretly murdered.
+
+
+"Whip them, merely to remind them of bondage." p. 117.
+
+The Helots were originally a brave people; but after they were conquered
+by the Spartans, no pains were spared to render them servile and
+degraded. Once a year they publicly received a severe flagellation,
+merely to remind them that they were slaves. They were never allowed to
+learn any liberal art, or to sing manly songs. In order to expose them
+to greater contempt, they were often obliged to perform indecent dances,
+and to get brutally drunk, that their master's children might learn to
+despise such uncomely things.
+
+
+"Things as trifling as the turning of a shell." p. 120.
+
+This was an Athenian proverb, applied to things that were done quickly,
+or changed easily.
+
+
+"You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges." p. 120.
+
+This was a name of Hercules; and because he was illegitimate, it was
+applied to a place near the Lyceum, where those of half Athenian blood,
+were wont to exercise in gymnastic sports. Themistocles, being partly of
+foreign extraction, induced the young Athenian nobles to go there and
+wrestle with him, that the distinction might be done away.
+
+
+"Festival Anthesteria." 120.
+
+In honour of Dionysus. The best drinker was rewarded with a golden crown
+and a cask of wine; and none but Athenians were allowed to enter the
+theatre.
+
+
+"Which he inscribed Demos." p. 131.
+
+A phrase signifying the People, or the Democracy.
+
+
+"Sing their welcome to Ornithæ." p. 134,
+
+This name was applied to a wind that blew in the spring, at the time
+when the birds began to return. It was a Grecian custom for children to
+go about with garlands from door to door, singing a welcome to the
+swallows, and receiving trifling presents in return.
+
+
+"The marble sent by Darius." p. 136.
+
+The Persians were so confident of victory that they brought with them
+marble to erect a trophy on the plains of Marathon. From this marble
+Phidias sculptured a statue of Vengeance, which was called Rhamnusia.
+
+
+"Filled my pillow with fresh laurel leaves." p. 143.
+
+Phoebus was supposed to inspire dreams and prophecy; and the laurel
+which was sacred to him, was supposed to be endowed with similar
+properties.
+
+
+"Like one returned from the cave of Trophonius." p. 147.
+
+In this cave was a celebrated oracle. Those who entered it always
+returned pale and dejected.
+
+
+"Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros." p. 150.
+
+This beautiful fable represents the union of the human soul with
+immortal love. Pysche was warned that separation would be the
+consequence, if she looked on the countenance of her divine lover. She
+gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.
+
+
+"Even the Diasia are no longer observed." p. 154.
+
+Festivals in honour of Zeus, because he delivered men from misfortunes
+and dangers.
+
+
+"When the Muses and the Charities inhabit the same temple." p. 160.
+
+Among the Greeks, the Graces were called the Charities. It was a
+beautiful idea thus to deify the moral, rather than the outward graces;
+and to represent innocent and loving nymphs, forever hand in hand,
+presiding over kind and gentle actions. The Graces were often worshipped
+in the same temple with the Muses.
+
+
+"Olive garlands suspended on the doors." p. 185.
+
+This was a common practice during the festival of Thargelia, in honour
+of Phoebus.
+
+
+"Gently touched the back part of his head with a small wand." p. 202.
+
+That the phenomena of animal magnetism were not entirely unknown to the
+ancients, appears by what Clearchus relates of an experiment tried in
+the presence of Aristotle. He speaks of a man who, by means of "a
+soul-attracting wand," let the soul out of a sleeping lad, and left the
+body insensible. When the soul was again led into the body, it related
+all that had happened to it.
+
+
+"The laws of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved
+husband." p. 206.
+
+No woman was allowed to enter Olympia, during the celebration of the
+games.
+
+
+"Deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo." p. 208.
+
+Those who died very suddenly were supposed to have been struck with the
+arrows of Phoebus, or his sister.
+
+
+"Its best pleasures are like the gardens of Adonis." p. 213.
+
+When the annual procession formed to mourn the death of Adonis, earth
+was placed in shells, and lettuce planted in it, in commemoration of
+Adonis laid out on a bed of lettuces. These shells were called the
+Gardens of Adonis. Their freshness soon withered, on account of the
+shallowness of the earth.
+
+
+"Rather gain one prize from the Choragus than ten from the Gymnasiarch."
+p. 219.
+
+The first presided over musical and literary competition; the last over
+athletic games.
+
+
+"The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift.)" p. 226.
+
+While Persephone was gathering flowers, she was seized by Pluto, and
+carried to the regions of the dead, over which she presided. Hence the
+hair of the deceased was consecrated to her, and her name invoked at
+funerals.
+
+
+"Milza sneezed aloud." p. 227.
+
+This was considered a lucky omen; particularly if the sound came from
+the direction of the right hand.
+
+
+"He will trust to Hermes to help him." p. 239.
+
+Hermes was the god of lies and fraud.
+
+
+"Have I told you all my flames." p. 241.
+
+Part of the 14th ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"Threatened to appeal to the magistrates for another master." p. 250.
+
+The Athenian slave laws were much more mild than modern codes. If a
+servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain
+him.
+
+
+"Build the wall of Hipparchus." p. 251.
+
+A wall built round the Academia by Hipparchus was so expensive that it
+became a proverb applied to all costly undertakings.
+
+
+"One of the slaves whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted." p. 251.
+
+Slaves that were either personally abused, or insulted, took refuge in
+the Temple of Theseus, and could not be compelled to return to those of
+whom they complained.
+
+
+"These brooks are Creüsa's tears." p. 253.
+
+Ion was the son of Phoebus and Creüsa. His mother, to avoid her father's
+displeasure, concealed the birth of the infant, and hid him in the
+grotto, which afterwards bore her name. The child was preserved, and
+brought up in the temple of Phoebus.
+
+
+"She does not speak like one brought up at the gates." p. 254.
+
+The lower classes of tradesmen were generally placed near the gates.
+
+
+"One of the illustrious Pasargadæ." p. 280.
+
+These were the noblest families in Persia.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+In some unimportant matters, I have not adhered strictly to dates;
+deeming this an allowable freedom in a work so purely romantic, relating
+to times so ancient.
+
+I am aware that the Christian spirit is sometimes infused into a Grecian
+form; and in nothing is this more conspicuous than the representation of
+love as a pure sentiment rather than a gross passion.
+
+Greek names for the deities were used in preference to the Roman,
+because the latter have become familiarized by common and vulgar use.
+
+If there be errors in the application of Greek names and phrases, my
+excuse must be an entire want of knowledge in the classic languages.
+But, like the ignoramus in the Old Drama, I can boast, "Though I _speak_
+no Greek, I love the _sound_ on't."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+Title: Philothea
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+<h1>Philothea:</h1>
+
+<h3>A Grecian Romance.</h3>
+
+<h2>By L. Maria Child.</h2>
+
+<h3>Author Of Letters From New York, Flowers For Children, Etc.</h3>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>The intelligible forms of ancient poets,<br />
+The fair humanities of old religion,<br />
+The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty,<br />
+That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain.<br />
+Or forest by slow stream, or pabbly spring,<br />
+Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished&mdash;<br />
+They live no longer in the faith of Reason!<br />
+But still, the heart doth need a language&mdash;still<br />
+Doth the old instinct bring back the old names.</p>
+
+<p align="right">COLERIDGE.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A Spirit hung,<br />
+Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,<br />
+Statues, and temples, and memorial tombs,<br />
+And <i>emanations</i> were perceived.</p>
+
+<p align="right">WORDSWORTH.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<h4>A NEW AND CORRECTED EDITION.</h4>
+
+
+
+<center>
+<p>To<br />
+MY BELOVED BROTHER,<br />
+Dr. Francis,<br />
+OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY,<br />
+To whose Early Influence I owe my Love of Literature<br />
+THIS VOLUME<br />
+IS RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.</p>
+</center>
+
+
+
+<h2>Preface</h2>
+
+<p>This volume is purely romance; and most readers will consider it romance
+of the wildest kind. A few kindred spirits, prone to people space &quot;with
+life and mystical predominance,&quot; will perceive a light <i>within</i> the
+Grecian Temple.</p>
+
+<p>For such I have written it. To minds of different mould, who may think
+an apology necessary for what they will deem so utterly useless, I have
+nothing better to offer than the simple fact that I found delight in
+doing it.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter I.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Here let us seek Athen&aelig;'s towers,<br />
+The cradle of old Cecrops' race,<br />
+The world's chief ornament and grace;<br />
+Here mystic fanes and rites divine,<br />
+And lamps in sacred splendour shine;<br />
+Here the gods dwell in marble domes,<br />
+Feasted with costly hecatombs,<br />
+That round their votive statues blaze,<br />
+Whilst crowded temples ring with praise;<br />
+And pompous sacrifices here<br />
+Make holidays throughout the year.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ARISTOPHANES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>The moon was moving through the heavens in silent glory; and Athens,
+with all her beautiful variety of villas, altars, statues, and temples,
+rejoiced in the hallowed light.</p>
+
+<p>The white columns of the lofty Parthenon stood in distinct relief
+against the clear blue sky; the crest and spear of Pallas Promachos
+glittered in the refulgent atmosphere, a beacon to the distant mariner;
+the line of brazen tripods, leading from the Theatre of Dionysus, glowed
+like urns of fire; and the waters of the Illyssus glanced right
+joyfully, as they moved onward to the ocean. The earth was like a
+slumbering babe, smiling in its sleep, because it dreams of Heaven.</p>
+
+<p>In the most ancient and quiet part of the city, not far from the gate
+Diocharis, was the modest mansion of Anaxagoras; and at this tranquil
+hour, the grand-daughter of the philosopher, with her beloved companion
+Eudora, stood on the roof, enjoying the radiant landscape, and the balmy
+air.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea's tall figure was a lovely union of majesty and grace. The
+golden hair, which she inherited from a Laconian mother, was tastefully
+arranged on the top of her head, in a braided crown, over the sides of
+which the bright curls fell, like tendrils of grapes from the edge of a
+basket. The mild brilliancy of her large dark eyes formed a beautiful
+contrast to a complexion fair even to transparency. Her expression had
+the innocence of infancy; but it was tinged with something elevated and
+holy, which made it seem like infancy in Heaven.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had more sparkling eyes, lips more richly coloured, and a form
+more slender and flexile. Her complexion might have seemed dark, had it
+not been relieved by a profusion of glossy black hair, a portion of
+which was fastened with a silver arrow, while the remainder shaded her
+forehead, and fell over her shoulders.</p>
+
+<p>As they stood side by side, with their arms twined around each other,
+they were as lovely a sight as the moon ever shone upon. Totally unlike
+each other, but both excellent in beauty. One might have been a model
+for the seraphs of Christian faith, the other an Olympian deity.</p>
+
+<p>For a few moments, Philothea stood in earnest silence, gazing upon the
+bright planet of evening&mdash;then, in a tone of deep enthusiasm, she
+exclaimed:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a night to feel the presence of the gods! Virgin sister of
+Ph&oelig;bus, how calm thou art in thy glorious beauty! Thou art filling the
+world with music&mdash;silent to the ear, but audible to the heart! Phidias
+has embodied the unbreathing harmony in stone, and we worship the fair
+proportions, as an emanation from the gods. The birds feel it&mdash;and
+wonder at the tune that makes no noise. The whole earth is lulled by its
+influence. All is motionless; save the Naiades of the stream, moving in
+wreathed dance to the voiceless melody. See how their shining hair
+sparkles on the surface of the waters! Surely there is music in this
+light! Eudora, what is it within us, that listens where there is no
+sound? Is it thus we shall hear in Elysium?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a subdued and troubled voice, her companion answered, &quot;Oh, Philothea,
+when you talk thus, my spirit is in fear&mdash;and now, too, all is so still
+and bright, that it seems as if the gods themselves were listening to
+our speech.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The same mysterious influence impresses me with awe,&quot; replied the
+contemplative maiden: &quot;In such an hour as this, Plato must have received
+the sublime thought, 'God is truth&mdash;and light is his shadow.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora drew more closely to her friend, and said, timidly: &quot;Oh,
+Philothea, do not talk of the gods. Such discourse has a strange and
+fearful power, when the radiant daughter of Zeus is looking down upon us
+in all her heavenly majesty. Even the midnight procession of the
+Panathen&aelig;a affected me less deeply.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a few moments of serious silence, she continued: &quot;I saw it last
+night, for the first time since my childhood; for you know I was very
+ill when the festival was last celebrated. It was truly a beautiful and
+majestic scene! The virgins all clothed in white; the heifers decorated
+with garlands; the venerable old men bearing branches of olive; the
+glittering chariots; the noble white horses, obeying the curb with such
+proud impatience; the consecrated image of Pallas carried aloft on its
+bed of flowers; the sacred ship blazing with gems and gold; all moving
+in the light of a thousand torches! Then the music, so loud and
+harmonious! It seemed as if all Athens joined in the mighty sound. I
+distinguished you in the procession; and I almost envied you the
+privilege of embroidering the sacred peplus, and being six long months
+in the service of Pallas Athen&aelig;. I have had so much to say since you
+returned, and Phidias has so many guests, that I have found little time
+to ask concerning the magnificent sights you saw within the Acropolis.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The night would wear away, ere I could describe all I witnessed within
+the walls of the Parthenon alone,&quot; rejoined her companion: &quot;There is the
+silver-footed throne, on which Xerxes sat, while he watched the battle
+of Salamis; the scimitar of Mardonius, captured at Plat&aelig;&aelig;; a beautiful
+ivory Persephone, on a pedestal of pure gold; and a Methymnean lyre,
+said to have belonged to Terpander himself, who you know was the first
+that used seven strings. Victorious wreaths, coins, rings, and goblets
+of shining gold, are there without number; and Persian couches, and
+Egyptian sphynxes, and&mdash;&quot;,</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What do you find so interesting beyond the walls?&quot; asked Eudora,
+smiling at the earnestness with which her friend gazed in the distance:&quot;
+Do the slaves, bringing water from the Fountain of Callirh&ouml;e, look so
+very beautiful in the moonlight?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I marvel that you can speak so lightly,&quot; replied Philothea: &quot;We have as
+yet heard no tidings concerning the decision in the Court of Cynosarges,
+on which the fate of Phil&aelig;mon depends; and you know how severely his
+high spirit will suffer, if an unfavourable sentence is awarded. Neither
+of us have alluded to this painful topic. But why have we thus lingered
+on the house-top, if it were not to watch for the group which, if I
+mistake not, are now approaching, on their return from Cynosarges?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then it is for Phil&aelig;mon's sake, that you have so long been looking
+wistfully toward the Illyssus?&quot; said Eudora, playfully.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will not deny that Paralus has had the largest share of my thoughts,&quot;
+replied the simple-hearted maiden; &quot;but for Phil&aelig;mon, as your betrothed
+lover, and the favourite pupil of my grandfather, I feel an interest
+strong enough to keep me on the watch during a less delightful evening
+than this. I think it must be Paralus who walks in the centre of the
+group; we have been separated many months; and courtesy to the numerous
+strangers under his father's roof has prevented our having much
+discourse to-day. For his sake, I am glad once more to be in my own
+happy home. He is none the less dear to me because I know that he can
+never be my husband.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why should he not?&quot; exclaimed Eudora: &quot;The blood of princes flowed
+in the veins of your ancestors. If Anaxagoras is poor, it is because he
+has preferred wisdom to gold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a faint sigh, Philothea answered, &quot;Had the good old man preferred
+gold to wisdom, I should have loved him less; nor would his instructions
+have made me such a wife as Paralus deserves; yet Pericles would have
+better liked the union. He has obtained from his son a solemn promise
+never to speak to me of marriage. The precaution was unnecessary; for
+since this new law has passed, I would not marry Paralus, even with his
+father's consent. I would never be the means of bringing degradation and
+losses upon him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If you still love Paralus, I wonder you can be so quiet and cheerful,&quot;
+said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wished him to make the required promise, because obedience to parents
+is our first duty,&quot; replied Philothea; &quot;and had I thought otherwise, the
+laws compel it. But the liberty of loving Paralus, no power can take
+from me; and in that I find sufficient happiness. I am bound to him by
+ties stronger than usually bind the hearts of women. My kind grandfather
+has given me an education seldom bestowed on daughters; and from our
+childhood, Paralus and I have shared the same books, the same music, and
+the same thoughts, until our souls seem to be one. When I am very happy,
+I always see a peculiar brightness on his countenance; and when I am
+powerfully impressed by any of the fair sights of this beautiful world,
+or by those radiant deities who live among the stars, often, before I
+can speak my thoughts, he utters my very words. I sometimes think the
+gods have united human beings by some mysterious principle, like the
+according notes of music. Or is it as Plato has supposed, that souls
+originally one have been divided, and each seeks the half it has lost?
+Eudora, if you consider how generally maidens are bestowed in marriage
+without consulting their affections, you must confess that you have
+reason to feel deeply grateful for your own lot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yet this new law against those of foreign parentage, renders marriage
+with me as dishonourable as with you,&quot; rejoined the maiden: &quot;Nay, it is
+much more so; for I am a slave, though, by courtesy, they do not call me
+one.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But Phil&aelig;mon has no parents to forbid his choice,&quot; said Philothea;
+&quot;and if the court decide against him, he will incur no fine by a
+marriage with you; for he himself will then be a sojourner in Athens.
+The loss of his paternal estates will indeed leave him poor; but he has
+friends to assist his own energies, and in all probability, your union
+will not be long delayed. Ah, now I am certain that Anaxagoras
+approaches, with Paralus and Phil&aelig;mon. They perceive us; but Paralus
+does not wave his hand, as he promised to do, if they brought good
+tidings.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Without appearing to share her anxiety, Eudora carelessly inquired, &quot;Did
+you witness the Festival of Torches, while you were within the
+Acropolis? The swiftness of the runners, moving in the light of their
+own torches, making statues and temples ruddy with the glow as they
+passed, was truly a beautiful sight. I suppose you heard that Alcibiades
+gained the prize? With what graceful celerity he darted through the
+course! I was at Aspasia's house that evening. It is so near the goal,
+that we could plainly see his countenance flushed with excitement and
+exercise, as he stood waving his unextinguished torch in triumph.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am sorry Phidias considers improvement in music of sufficient
+consequence to encourage your visits to that dangerous woman,&quot; answered
+Philothea: &quot;It was an unpropitious day for Athens when she came here to
+invest vice with all the allurements of beauty and eloquence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I think women should judge kindly of Aspasia's faults, and remember
+that they are greatly exaggerated by her enemies,&quot; rejoined Eudora; &quot;for
+she proves that they are fit for something better than mere domestic
+slaves. Her house is the only one in all Greece where women are allowed
+to be present at entertainments. What is the use of a beautiful face, if
+one must be shut up in her own apartment for ever? And what avails skill
+in music, if there is no chance to display it? I confess that I like the
+customs Aspasia is trying to introduce.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And I should like them, if I believed they would make the Grecian women
+something <i>better</i> than mere domestic slaves,&quot; said Philothea; &quot;but such
+as Aspasia will never raise women out of the bondage in which they are
+placed by the impurity and selfishness of man. Your own confessions,
+Eudora, do not speak well for her instructions. Why should a
+true-hearted woman wish to display her beautiful face, or her skill in
+music, to any but those on whom her affections are bestowed?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is natural to wish for admiration,&quot; replied the handsome maiden:
+&quot;The goddesses themselves contended for it. You, at least, ought not to
+judge Aspasia harshly; for she has the idea that you are some deity in
+disguise; and she has the most extravagant desire to see you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Flattery to ourselves does not change the nature of what is wrong,&quot;
+answered Philothea. &quot;Pericles has more than once mentioned Aspasia's
+wish that I should visit her; but nothing short of my grandfather's
+express command will ever induce me to do it. Our friends are now
+entering the gate. Let us go to welcome them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora hastily excused herself under the plea of duties at home; and
+Philothea, supposing it might be painful to meet her unfortunate lover
+in the presence of others, forebore to urge it.</p>
+
+<p>A paternal blessing beamed from the countenance of Anaxagoras, the
+moment Philothea appeared. Paralus greeted her as a brother welcomes a
+cherished sister; but in the earnest kindness of his glance was
+expressed something more deep and heart-stirring than his words implied.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon, though more thoughtful than usual, received his own and
+Eudora's friend, with cheerful cordiality. His countenance had the frank
+and smiling expression of one who truly wishes well to all men, and
+therefore sees everything reflected in forms of joy. His figure was
+athletic, while his step and bearing indicated the promptitude and
+decision of a man who acts spontaneously from his own convictions.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus, far from being effeminate, was distinguished for his dexterity
+and skill in all the manly sports of the gymnasium; but the purity of
+his complexion, and the peculiarly spiritual expression of his face,
+would have been deemed beautiful, even in a woman. The first he probably
+derived from his mode of life; for, being a strict Pythagorean, he never
+partook of animal food. The last was the transparent medium of
+innocence, through which thoughts and affections continually showed
+their changing forms of life.</p>
+
+<p>In answer to her eager questions, Philothea soon learned that her fears
+had prophesied aright concerning the decision of the court. Phil&aelig;mon
+had been unsuccessful; but the buoyant energy of his character did not
+yield even to temporary despondency. He spoke of his enemies without
+bitterness, and of his own prospects with confidence and hope.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea would have immediately gone to convey the tidings to her
+friend, had not Phil&aelig;mon early taken his leave, and passed through the
+garden into the house of Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus remained until a late hour, alternately talking with the
+venerable philosopher, and playing upon his flute, while Philothea sung
+the songs they had learned together.</p>
+
+<p>In the course of conversation, Anaxagoras informed his child that
+Pericles particularly urged her attendance at Aspasia's next symposium.
+&quot;I obey my grandfather, without a question,&quot; she replied; &quot;but I would
+much rather avoid this visit, if it were possible.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Such is likewise my wish,&quot; rejoined the philosopher; &quot;but Pericles has
+plainly implied that he should be offended by refusal; it is therefore
+necessary to comply with his request.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden looked doubtingly at her lover, as if she deemed his
+sanction necessary; and the inquiring glance was answered by an
+affectionate smile. &quot;I need not repeat my thoughts and feelings with
+regard to Aspasia,&quot; said Paralus, &quot;for you know them well; but for many
+reasons it is not desirable that an estrangement should take place
+between my father and Anaxagoras. Since, therefore, it has pleased
+Pericles to insist upon it, I think the visit had better be made. You
+need not fear any very alarming innovation upon the purity of ancient
+manners. Even Aspasia will reverence you,&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea meekly yielded to the opinion of her friends; and it was
+decided that, on the evening after the morrow, she should accompany her
+grandfather to Aspasia's dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>Before proceeding farther, it is necessary to relate the situation of
+the several characters introduced in this chapter.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras had been the tutor of Pericles, and still retained
+considerable influence over him; but there were times when the
+straightforward sincerity, and uncompromising integrity of the old man
+were somewhat offensive and troublesome to his ambitious pupil. For the
+great Athenian statesman, like modern politicians, deemed honesty
+excellent in theory, and policy safe in practice. Thus admitting the
+absurd proposition that principles entirely false and corrupt in the
+abstract are more salutary, in their practical manifestation, than
+principles essentially good and true.</p>
+
+<p>While Pericles was determined to profit by diseases of the state, the
+philosopher was anxious to cure them; therefore, independently of
+personal affection and gratitude, he was willing to make slight
+concessions, in order to retain some influence over his illustrious
+pupil.</p>
+
+<p>The celebrated Aspasia was an elegant and voluptuous Ionian, who
+succeeded admirably in pleasing the good taste of the Athenians, while
+she ministered to their vanity and their vices. The wise and good
+lamented the universal depravity of manners, sanctioned by her
+influence; but a people so gay, so ardent, so intensely enamoured of the
+beautiful, readily acknowledged the sway of an eloquent and fascinating
+woman, who carefully preserved the appearance of decorum. Like the
+Gabrielles and Pompadours of modern times, Aspasia obtained present
+admiration and future fame, while hundreds of better women were
+neglected and forgotten. The crowds of wealthy and distinguished men who
+gathered around her, were profuse in their flattery, and munificent in
+their gifts; and Pericles so far yielded to her influence, that he
+divorced his wife and married her.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon was at that time on terms of intimacy with the illustrious
+orator; and he earnestly remonstrated against this union, as alike
+disgraceful to Pericles and injurious to public morals. By this advice
+he incurred the inveterate dislike of Aspasia; who never rested from her
+efforts until she had persuaded her husband to procure the revival of an
+ancient law, by which all citizens who married foreigners, were
+subjected to a heavy fine; and all persons, whose parents were not both
+Athenians, were declared incapable of voting in the public assemblies,
+or of inheriting the estates of their fathers. Pericles the more
+readily consented to this, because such a law at once deprived many
+political enemies of power. Phil&aelig;mon was the son of Ch&aelig;rila&uuml;s, a
+wealthy Athenian; but his mother had been born in Corinth, though
+brought to Athens during childhood. It was supposed that this latter
+circumstance, added to the patriotism of his family and his own moral
+excellence, would prevent the application of the law in his individual
+case. But Alcibiades, for reasons unknown to the public, united his
+influence with that of Aspasia; and their partizans were active and
+powerful. When the case was tried in the court of illegitimacy at
+Cynosarges, Phil&aelig;mon was declared a sojourner in Athens, incapable of
+holding any office, and dispossessed of his paternal inheritance.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora was a mere infant when Phidias bought her of a poor goatherd in
+Phelle. The child was sitting upon a rock, caressing a kid, when the
+sculptor first saw her, and the gracefulness of her attitude attracted
+his attention, while her innocent beauty touched his heart. She and her
+nurse had been stolen from the Ionian coast, by Greek pirates. The nurse
+was sold into slavery, and the babe delivered by one of the pirates to
+the care of his mother. The little creature, in her lisping way, called
+herself baby Minta; and this appellation she retained, until Phidias
+gave her the name of Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, the orphan daughter of Alcimenes, son of Anaxagoras, was a
+year or two older than Eudora. She was brought to Athens, at about the
+same period; and as they resided very near each other, the habitual
+intercourse of childhood naturally ripened into mature friendship. No
+interruption of this constant intimacy occurred, until Philothea was
+appointed one of the Canephor&aelig;, whose duty it was to embroider the
+sacred peplus, and to carry baskets in the grand procession of the
+Panathen&aelig;a. Six months of complete seclusion within the walls of the
+Acropolis, were required of the Canephor&aelig;. During this protracted
+absence, Aspasia persuaded Phidias to bring Eudora frequently to her
+house; and her influence insensibly produced a great change in that
+young person, whose character was even more flexile than her form.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter II.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;With grace divine her soul is blest,<br />
+And heavenly Pallas breathes within her breast;<br />
+In wonderous arts than woman more renowned,<br />
+And more than woman with deep wisdom crowned.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>It was the last market hour of Athens, when Anaxagoras, Philothea, and
+Eudora, accompanied by Geta, the favourite slave of Phidias, stepped
+forth into the street, on their way to Aspasia's residence.</p>
+
+<p>Loud shouts of laughter came from the agoras, and the whole air was
+filled with the hum of a busy multitude. Groups of citizens lingered
+about the porticos; Egyptians, Medians, Sicilians, and strangers from
+all the neighbouring States of Greece, thronged the broad avenue of the
+Pir&aelig;us; women, carrying upon their heads olive jars, baskets of grapes,
+and vases of water, glided among the crowd, with that majestic motion so
+peculiar to the peasantry in countries where this custom prevails.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea drew the folds of her veil more closely, and clung timidly to
+her venerable protector. But neither this, nor increasing twilight,
+could screen the graceful maidens from observation. Athenians looked
+back as they passed, and foreigners paused to inquire their name and
+parentage.</p>
+
+<p>In a few moments they were under the walls of the Acropolis, walking in
+the shadow of the olive groves, among god-like statues, to which the
+gathering obscurity of evening gave an impressive distinctness&mdash;as if
+the light departing from the world, stood petrified in marble.</p>
+
+<p>Thence they entered the inner Ceramicus, where Aspasia resided. The
+building, like all the private houses of Athens, had a plain exterior,
+strongly contrasted by the magnificence of surrounding temples, and
+porticos. At the gate, an image of Hermes looked toward the harbour,
+while Ph&oelig;bus, leaning on his lyre, appeared to gaze earnestly at the
+dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>A slave, stationed near the door, lighted the way to the apartment where
+Aspasia was reclining, with a Doric harp by her side, on which she had
+just been playing. The first emotion she excited was surprise at the
+radiant and lucid expression, which mantled her whole face, and made the
+very blood seem eloquent. In her large dark eye the proud consciousness
+of intellect was softened only by melting voluptuousness; but something
+of sadness about her beautiful mouth gave indication that the heavenly
+part of her nature still struggled with earth-born passions.</p>
+
+<p>A garland of golden leaves, with large drops of pearl, was interwoven
+among the glossy braids of her hair, and rested on her forehead.</p>
+
+<p>She wore a robe of rich Milesian purple, the folds of which were
+confined on one shoulder within a broad ring of gold, curiously wrought;
+on the other they were fastened by a beautiful cameo, representing the
+head of Pericles. The crimson couch gave a soft flush to the cheek and
+snowy arm that rested on it; and, for a moment, even Philothea yielded
+to the enchantment of her beauty.</p>
+
+<p>Full of smiles, Aspasia rose and greeted Eudora, with the ease and
+gracefulness of one long accustomed to homage; but when the venerable
+philosopher introduced his child, she felt the simple purity emanating
+from their characters, and something of embarrassment mingled with her
+respectful salutation.</p>
+
+<p>Her own face was uncovered, contrary to the custom of Grecian women; and
+after a few of those casual remarks which everywhere serve to fill up
+the pauses in conversation, she playfully seized Eudora's veil, and
+threw it back over her shoulders. She would have done the same to
+Philothea; but the maiden placed her hand on the half transparent
+covering, and said, &quot;With your leave, lady, I remain veiled.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But I cannot give my leave,&quot; rejoined Aspasia, playfully, still keeping
+her hold upon the veil: &quot;I must see this tyrannical custom done away in
+the free commonwealth of Athens. All the matrons who visit my house
+agree with me in this point; all are willing to renounce the absurd
+fashion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But in a maiden it would be less seemly,&quot; answered Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>Thus resisted, Aspasia appealed to Anaxagoras to exert his authority;
+adding, in an audible whisper, &quot;Phidias has told me that she is as
+lovely as the immortals.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a quiet smile, the aged philosopher replied, &quot;My child must be
+guided by her own heart. The gods have there placed an oracle, which
+never misleads or perplexes those who listen to it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia continued, &quot;From what I had heard of you, Philothea, I expected
+to find you above the narrow prejudices of Grecian women. In <i>you</i> I was
+sure of a mind strong enough to break the fetters of habit. Tell me, my
+bashful maiden, why is beauty given us, unless it be like sunlight to
+bless and gladden the world?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Lady,&quot; replied the gentle recluse, &quot;beauty is given to remind us that
+the soul should be kept as fair and perfect in its proportions, as the
+temple in which it dwells.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are above ordinary women,&quot; said Aspasia; &quot;for you hear me allude to
+your beauty without affecting to contradict me, and apparently without
+pleasure.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The sound of voices in earnest conversation announced the approach of
+Pericles with visiters. &quot;Come to my room for a few moments,&quot; said
+Aspasia, addressing the maidens: &quot;I have just received a magnificent
+present, which I am sure Eudora will admire. As she spoke, she led the
+way to an upper apartment. When they opened the door, a soft light shone
+upon them from a lamp, which a marble Psyche shaded with her hand, as
+she bent over the couch of Eros.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now that we are quite sure of being uninterrupted, you cannot refuse to
+raise your veil,&quot; said Aspasia.</p>
+
+<p>Simply and naturally, the maiden did as she was desired; without any
+emotion of displeasure or exultation at the eager curiosity of her
+hostess.</p>
+
+<p>For an instant, Aspasia stood rebuked and silent, in the presence of
+that serene and holy beauty.</p>
+
+<p>With deep feeling she exclaimed, &quot;Maiden, Phidias spoke truly. Even
+thus do we imagine the immortals!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A faint blush gleamed on Philothea's face; for her meek spirit was
+pained by a comparison with things divine; but it passed rapidly; and
+her whole soul became absorbed in the lovely statues before her.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's speaking glance seemed to say, &quot;I knew her beauty would
+surprise you!&quot; and then, with the eager gayety of a little child, she
+began to examine the gorgeous decorations of the room.</p>
+
+<p>The couch rested on two sphinxes of gold and ivory, over which the
+purple drapery fell in rich and massive folds. In one corner, a pedestal
+of Egyptian marble supported an alabaster vase, on the edge of which
+were two doves, exquisitely carved, one just raising his head, the other
+stooping to drink. On a similar stand, at the other side, stood a
+peacock, glittering with many coloured gems. The head lowered upon the
+breast formed the handle; while here and there, among the brilliant tail
+feathers, appeared a languid flame slowly burning away the perfumed oil,
+with which the bird was filled.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora clapped her hands, with an exclamation of delight. &quot;That is the
+present of which I spoke,&quot; said Aspasia, smiling: &quot;It was sent by
+Artaphernes, the Persian, who has lately come to Athens to buy pictures
+and statues for the great king.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As Philothea turned towards her companion, she met Aspasia's earnest
+gaze. &quot;Had you forgotten where you were?&quot; she asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, lady, I could not forget that,&quot; replied the maiden. As she spoke,
+she hastily withdrew her eyes from an immodest picture, on which they
+had accidentally rested; and, blushing deeply, she added, &quot;But there is
+something so life-like in that slumbering marble, that for a moment I
+almost feared Eudora would waken it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You will not look upon the picture,&quot; rejoined Aspasia; &quot;yet it relates
+a story of one of the gods you reverence so highly. I am told you are a
+devout believer in these fables?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When fiction is the robe of truth, I worship it for what it covers,&quot;
+replied Philothea; &quot;but I love not the degrading fables which poets have
+made concerning divine beings. Such were not the gods of Solon; for such
+the wise and good can never be, in this world or another.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then you believe in a future existence?&quot; said Aspasia, with an
+incredulous smile.</p>
+
+<p>With quiet earnestness, Philothea answered:&mdash;&quot;Lady, the simple fact that
+the human soul has ever <i>thought</i> of another world, is sufficient proof
+that there is one; for how can an idea be formed by mortals, unless it
+has first existed in the divine mind?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A reader of Plato, I perceive!&quot; exclaimed Aspasia: &quot;They told me I
+should find you pure and child-like; with a soul from which poetry
+sparkled, like moonlight on the waters. I did not know that wisdom and
+philosophy lay concealed in its depths.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Is there any other wisdom, than true simplicity and innocence?&quot; asked
+the maiden.</p>
+
+<p>With a look of delighted interest, Aspasia took her arm familiarly;
+saying, &quot;You and I must be friends. I shall not grow weary of you, as I
+do of other women. Not of you, dearest,&quot; she added in an under tone,
+tapping Eudora's cheek. &quot;You must come here constantly, Philothea.
+Though I am aware,&quot; continued she, smiling, &quot;that it is bad policy for
+me to seek a guest who will be sure to eclipse me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pardon me, lady,&quot; said Philothea, gently disengaging herself:
+&quot;Friendship cannot be without sympathy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A sudden flush of anger suffused Aspasia's countenance; and Eudora
+looked imploringly at her friend, as she said, &quot;You love <i>me</i>,
+Philothea; and I am sure we are very different.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I crave pardon,&quot; interrupted Aspasia, with haughty impatience. &quot;I
+should have remembered that the conversation prized by Pericles and
+Plato, might appear contemptible, to this youthful Pallas, who so
+proudly seeks to conceal her precious wisdom from ears profane.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Lady, you mistake me,&quot; answered Philothea, mildly: &quot;Your intellect,
+your knowledge, are as far above mine, as the radiant stars are above
+the flowers of the field. Besides, I never felt contempt for anything to
+which the gods had given life. It is impossible for me to despise you;
+but I pity you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pity!&quot; exclaimed Aspasia, in a piercing tone, which made both the
+maidens start. &quot;Am I not the wife of Pericles, and the friend of Plato?
+Has not Phidias modelled his Aphrodite from my form? Is there in all
+Greece a poet who has not sung my praises? Is there an artist who has
+not paid me tribute? Ph&oelig;nicia sends me her most splendid manufactures
+and her choicest slaves; Egypt brings her finest linen and her metals of
+curious workmanship; while Persia unrolls her silks, and pours out her
+gems at my feet. To the remotest period of time, the world,&mdash;aye, the
+<i>world</i>,&mdash;maiden, will hear of Aspasia, the beautiful and the gifted!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For a moment, Philothea looked on her, silently and meekly, as she stood
+with folded arms, flushed brow, and proudly arched neck. Then, in a
+soft, sad voice, she answered: &quot;Aye, lady&mdash;but will your spirit <i>hear</i>
+the echo of your fame, as it rolls back from the now silent shores of
+distant ages?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You utter nonsense!&quot; said Aspasia, abruptly: &quot;There is no immortality
+but fame. In history, the star of my existence will never set&mdash;but shine
+brilliantly and forever in the midst of its most glorious
+constellation!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a brief pause, Philothea resumed: &quot;But when men talk of Aspasia
+the beautiful and the gifted, will they add, Aspasia the good&mdash;the
+happy&mdash;the innocent?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The last word was spoken in a low, emphatic tone. A slight quivering
+about Aspasia's lips betrayed emotion crowded back upon the heart; while
+Eudora bowed her head, in silent confusion, at the bold admonition of
+her friend.</p>
+
+<p>With impressive kindness, the maiden continued: &quot;Daughter of Axiochus,
+do you never suspect that the homage you receive is half made up of
+selfishness and impurity? This boasted power of intellect&mdash;this giddy
+triumph of beauty&mdash;what do they do for you? Do they make you happy in
+the communion of your own heart? Do they bring you nearer to the gods?
+Do they make the memory of your childhood a gladness, or a sorrow?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia sank on the couch, and bowed her head upon her hands. For a few
+moments, the tears might be seen stealing through her fingers; while
+Eudora, with the ready sympathy of a warm heart, sobbed aloud.</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia soon recovered her composure. &quot;Philothea,&quot; she said, &quot;you have
+spoken to me as no one ever dared to speak; but my own heart has
+sometimes uttered the truth less mildly. Yesterday I learned the same
+lesson from a harsher voice. A Corinthian sailor pointed at this house,
+and said, 'There dwells Aspasia, the courtezan, who makes her wealth by
+the corruption of Athens!' My very blood boiled in my veins, that such
+an one as he could give me pain. It is true the illustrious Pericles has
+made me his wife; but there are things which even his power, and my own
+allurements, fail to procure. Ambitious women do indeed come here to
+learn how to be distinguished; and the vain come to study the fashion of
+my garments, and the newest braid of my hair. But the purest and best
+matrons of Greece refuse to be my guests. You, Philothea, came
+reluctantly&mdash;and because Pericles would have it so. Yes,&quot; she added, the
+tears again starting to her eyes&mdash;&quot;I know the price at which I purchase
+celebrity. Poets will sing of me at feasts, and orators describe me at
+the games; but what will that be to me, when I have gone into the silent
+tomb? Like the lifeless guest at Egyptian tables, Aspasia will be all
+unconscious of the garlands she wears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea, you think me vain, and heartless, and wicked; and so I am.
+But there are moments when I am willing that this tongue, so praised for
+its eloquence, should be dumb forever&mdash;that this beauty, which men
+worship, should be hidden in the deepest recesses of barbarian
+forests&mdash;so that I might again be as I was, when the sky was clothed in
+perpetual glory, and the earth wore not so sad a smile as now. Oh,
+Philothea! would to the gods, I had your purity and goodness! But you
+despise me;&mdash;for you are innocent.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Soothingly, and almost tearfully, the maiden replied: &quot;No, lady; such
+were not the feelings which made me say we could not be friends. It is
+because we have chosen different paths; and paths that never approach
+each other. What to you seem idle dreams, are to me sublime realities,
+for which I would gladly exchange all that you prize in existence. You
+live for immortality in this world; I live for immortality in another.
+The public voice is your oracle; I listen to the whisperings of the gods
+in the stillness of my own heart; and never yet, dear lady, have those
+two oracles spoken the same language.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then falling on her knees, and looking up earnestly, she exclaimed,
+&quot;Beautiful and gifted one! Listen to the voice that tries to win you
+back to innocence and truth! Give your heart up to it, as a little child
+led by its mother's hand! Then shall the flowers again breathe poetry,
+and the stars move in music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is too late,&quot; murmured Aspasia: &quot;The flowers are scorched&mdash;the stars
+are clouded. I cannot again be as I have been.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Lady, it is <i>never</i> too late,&quot; replied Philothea: &quot;You have unbounded
+influence&mdash;use it nobly! No longer seek popularity by flattering the
+vanity, or ministering to the passions of the Athenians. Let young men
+hear the praise of virtue from the lips of beauty. Let them see religion
+married to immortal genius. Tell them it is ignoble to barter the
+heart's wealth for heaps of coin&mdash;that love weaves a simple wreath of
+his own bright hopes, stronger than massive chains of gold. Urge
+Pericles to prize the good of Athens more than the applause of its
+populace&mdash;to value the permanence of her free institutions more than the
+splendour of her edifices. Oh, lady, never, never, had any mortal such
+power to do good!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia sat gazing intently on the beautiful speaker, whose tones grew
+more and more earnest as she proceeded.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea,&quot; she replied, &quot;you have moved me strangely. There is about
+you an influence that cannot be resisted. It is like what Pindar says of
+music; if it does not give delight, it is sure to agitate and oppress
+the heart. From the first moment you spoke, I have felt this mysterious
+power. It is as if some superior being led me back, even against my
+will, to the days of my childhood, when I gathered acorns from the
+ancient oak that shadows the fountain of Byblis, or ran about on the
+banks of my own beloved Meander, filling my robe with flowers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There was silence for a moment. Eudora smiled through her tears, as she
+whispered, &quot;Now, Philothea, sing that sweet song Anaxagoras taught you.
+He too is of Ionia; and Aspasia will love to hear it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden answered with a gentle smile, and began to warble the first
+notes of a simple bird-like song.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Hush!&quot; said Aspasia, putting her hand on Philothea's mouth, and
+bursting into tears&mdash;&quot;It was the first tune I ever learned; and I have
+not heard it since my mother sung it to me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then let me sing it, lady,&quot; rejoined Philothea: &quot;It is good for us to
+keep near our childhood. In leaving it, we wander from the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A slight tap at the door made Aspasia start up suddenly; and stooping
+over the alabaster vase of water, she hastened to remove all traces of
+her tears.</p>
+
+<p>As Eudora opened the door, a Byzantian slave bowed low, and waited
+permission to speak.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your message?&quot; said Aspasia, with queenly brevity.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your
+presence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We come directly,&quot; she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian
+closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory
+Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a
+curl that had strayed from its golden fillet.</p>
+
+<p>As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own
+fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, &quot;Aspasia is herself
+again!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep
+sigh followed to the room below.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter III.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>All is prepared&mdash;the table and the feast&mdash;<br />
+With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions.<br />
+Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound:<br />
+Here rich perfumes are seen&mdash;there cakes and cates<br />
+Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes<br />
+Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn.<br />
+What more? A troop of dancing women fair,<br />
+And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ARISTOPHANES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>The room in which the guests were assembled, was furnished with less of
+Asiatic splendour than the private apartment of Aspasia; but in its
+magnificent simplicity there was a more perfect manifestation of ideal
+beauty. It was divided in the middle by eight Ionic columns, alternately
+of Phrygian and Pentelic marble. Between the central pillars stood a
+superb statue from the hand of Phidias, representing Aphrodite guided by
+Love, and crowned by Peitho, goddess of Persuasion. Around the walls
+were Ph&oelig;bus and Hermes in Parian marble, and the nine Muses in ivory. A
+fountain of perfumed water, from the adjoining room, diffused coolness
+and fragrance, as it passed through a number of concealed pipes, and
+finally flowed into a magnificent vase, supported by a troop of Naiades.</p>
+
+<p>In a recess stood the famous lion of Myron, surrounded by infant Loves,
+playing with his paws, climbing his back, and decorating his neck with
+garlands. This beautiful group seemed actually to live and move in the
+clear light and deep shadows derived from a silver lamp suspended above.</p>
+
+<p>The walls were enriched with some of the choicest paintings of
+Apollodorus, Zeuxis, and Polygnotus. Near a fine likeness of Pericles,
+by Aristolaus, was Aspasia, represented as Chloris scattering flowers
+over the earth, and attended by winged Hours.</p>
+
+<p>It chanced that Pericles himself reclined beneath his portrait, and
+though political anxiety had taken from his countenance something of the
+cheerful freshness which characterized the picture, he still retained
+the same elevated beauty&mdash;the same deep, quiet expression of
+intellectual power. At a short distance, with his arm resting on the
+couch, stood his nephew Alcibiades, deservedly called the handsomest man
+in Athens. He was laughing with Hermippus, the comic writer, whose
+shrewd, sarcastic and mischievous face was expressive of his calling.
+Phidias slowly paced the room, talking of the current news with the
+Persian Artaphernes. Anaxagoras reclined near the statue of Aphrodite,
+listening and occasionally speaking to Plato, who leaned against one of
+the marble pillars, in earnest conversation with a learned Ethiopian.</p>
+
+<p>The gorgeous apparel of the Asiatic and African guests, contrasted
+strongly with the graceful simplicity of Grecian costume. A
+saffron-coloured mantle and a richly embroidered Median vest glittered
+on the person of the venerable Artaphernes. Tithonus, the Ethiopian,
+wore a skirt of ample folds, which scarcely fell below the knee. It was
+of the glorious Tyrian hue, resembling a crimson light shining through
+transparent purple. The edge of the garment was curiously wrought with
+golden palm leaves. It terminated at the waist in a large roll, twined
+with massive chains of gold, and fastened by a clasp of the far-famed
+Ethiopian topaz. The upper part of his person was uncovered and
+unornamented, save by broad bracelets of gold, which formed a
+magnificent contrast with the sable colour of his vigorous and
+finely-proportioned limbs.</p>
+
+<p>As the ladies entered, the various groups came forward to meet them; and
+all were welcomed by Aspasia with earnest cordiality and graceful
+self-possession. While the brief salutations were passing, Hipparete,
+the wife of Alcibiades came from an inner apartment, where she had been
+waiting for her hostess. She was a fair, amiable young matron, evidently
+conscious of her high rank. The short blue tunic, which she wore over a
+lemon-coloured robe, was embroidered with golden grasshoppers; and on
+her forehead sparkled a jewelled insect of the same species. It was the
+emblem of unmixed Athenian blood; and Hipparete alone, of all the ladies
+present, had a right to wear it. Her manners were an elaborate copy of
+Aspasia; but deprived of the powerful charm of unconsciousness, which
+flowed like a principle of life into every motion of that beautiful
+enchantress.</p>
+
+<p>The momentary silence, so apt to follow introductions, was interrupted
+by an Ethiopian boy, who, at a signal from Tithonus, emerged from behind
+the columns, and kneeling, presented to Aspasia a beautiful box of
+ivory, inlaid with gold, filled with the choicest perfumes. The lady
+acknowledged the costly offering by a gracious smile, and a low bend of
+the head toward the giver.</p>
+
+<p>The ivory was wrought with exquisite skill, representing the imaginary
+forms of the constellations, studded with golden stars. The whole rested
+on a golden image of Atlas, bending beneath the weight. The box was
+passed from hand to hand, and excited universal admiration.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Were these figures carved by an artist of your own country?&quot; asked
+Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>With a smile, Tithonus replied, &quot;You ask the question because you see a
+Grecian spirit in those forms. They were indeed fashioned by an
+Ethiopian; but one who had long resided in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is truly a freedom and variety in these figures, which I have
+rarely seen even in Greece,&quot; rejoined Phidias; &quot;and I have never met
+with those characteristics in Ethiopian or Egyptian workmanship.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;They belong not to the genius of those countries,&quot; answered Tithonus:
+&quot;Philosophy and the arts are but a manifestation of the intelligible
+ideas that move the public mind; and thus they become visible images of
+the nations whence they emanate. The philosophy of the East is misty and
+vast&mdash;with a gleam of truth here and there, resting like sunlight on the
+edge of a dark and mighty cloud. Hence, our architecture and statuary is
+massive and of immense proportions. Greece is free&mdash;therefore she has a
+philosopher, who sees that every idea must have a form, and in every
+form discovers its appropriate life. And because philosophy has
+perceived that the principle of vitality and beauty flows from the
+divine mind into each and every earthly thing, therefore Greece has a
+sculptor, who can mould his thoughts into marble forms, from which the
+free grandeur of the soul emanates like a perpetual presence.&quot; As he
+spoke, he bowed low to Plato and Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The gigantic statues of Sicily have fair proportions,&quot; said Plato; &quot;and
+they have life; but it is life in deep repose. There is the vastness of
+eternity, without the activity of time.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The most ancient statuary of all nations is an image of death; not of
+sleeping energy,&quot; observed Aspasia. &quot;The arms adhere rigidly to the
+sides, the feet form one block; and even in the face, the divine ideal
+seems struggling hard to enter the reluctant form. But thanks to
+Pygmalion of Cyprus, we now have the visible impress of every passion
+carved in stone. The spirit of beauty now flows freely into the
+harmonious proportions, even as the oracle is filled by the inspiration
+of the god. Now the foot bounds from the pedestal, the finger points to
+the stars, and life breathes from every limb. But in good time the
+Lybian pipe warns us that the feast is ready. We must not soar too far
+above the earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her
+fruit-trees and vines.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yet it is ever thus, when Plato is with us,&quot; exclaimed Pericles. &quot;He
+walks with his head among the stars&mdash;and, by a magic influence, we rise
+to his elevation, until we perceive the shadows of majestic worlds,
+known in their reality only to the gods. As the approach of Ph&oelig;bus
+fills the priestess with prophecy, so does this son of Ph&oelig;bus impart
+something of his own eloquence to all who come within its power.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You speak truly, O Pericles,&quot; replied Tithonus; &quot;but it is a truth felt
+only by those who are in some measure worthy to receive it. Aspasia
+said wisely, that the spirit of beauty flows in, only where the
+proportions are harmonious. The gods are ever with us, but few feel the
+presence of the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, speaking in a low tone to Eudora, added, &quot;And Plato rejoices
+in their glorious presence, not only because he walks with his head
+among the stars, but because he carries in his heart a blessing for
+every little child.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>These words, though spoken almost in a whisper, reached the ear of the
+philosopher himself; and he turned toward the lovely speaker with a
+beaming glance, which distinctly told that his choicest blessings were
+bestowed upon spirits pure and gentle as her own.</p>
+
+<p>Thus conversing, the guests passed between the marble columns, and
+entered that part of the room where the banquet was prepared. Aspasia
+filled a golden basket with Athenian olives, Ph&oelig;nician dates, and
+almonds of Naxos, and whispering a brief invocation, placed it on a
+small altar, before an ivory image of Demeter, which stood in the midst
+of the table. Seats covered with crimson cloth were arranged at the end
+of the couches, for the accommodation of women; but the men reclined in
+Asiatic fashion, while beautiful damsels sprinkled perfumes on their
+heads, and offered water for their hands in vases of silver.</p>
+
+<p>In choosing one to preside over the festivities of the evening, the lot
+fell upon Tithonus; but he gracefully declined the office, saying it
+properly belonged to an Athenian.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then I must insist that you appoint your successor,&quot; said Aspasia.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your command partakes little of the democracy of Athenian
+institutions,&quot; answered he, smiling; &quot;but I obey it cheerfully; and
+will, as most fitting, crown the wisest.&quot; He arose, as he spoke, and
+reverently placed the chaplet on the head of Plato.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will transfer it to the most beautiful,&quot; rejoined the philosopher;
+and he attempted to place the garland on the brow of Alcibiades. But the
+young man prevented him, and exclaimed, &quot;Nay&mdash;according to your own
+doctrines, O admirable Plato, wisdom should wear the crown; since beauty
+is but its outward form.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus urged, Plato accepted the honours of the banquet; and taking a
+handful of garlands from the golden urn on which they were suspended, he
+proceeded to crown the guests. He first placed upon Aspasia's head a
+wreath of bright and variegated flowers, among which the rose and the
+myrtle were most conspicuous. Upon Hipparete he bestowed a coronal of
+violets, regarded by the proud Athenians as their own peculiar flower.
+Philothea received a crown of pure white lilies.</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia, observing this, exclaimed, &quot;Tell me, O Plato, how you knew that
+wreath, above all the others, was woven for the grand-daughter of
+Anaxagoras?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When I hear a note of music, can I not at once strike its chord?&quot;
+answered the philosopher: &quot;Even as surely is there an everlasting
+harmony between the soul of man and the visible forms of creation. If
+there were no innocent hearts, there would be no white lilies.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A shadow passed over Aspasia's expressive countenance; for she was aware
+that her own brilliant wreath contained not one purely white blossom.
+But her features had been well-trained to conceal her sentiments; and
+her usual vivacity instantly returned.</p>
+
+<p>The remainder of the garlands were bestowed so rapidly, that there
+seemed scarcely time for deliberate choice; yet Pericles wore the oak
+leaves sacred to Zeus; and the laurel and olive of Ph&oelig;bus rested on the
+brow of Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>A half mischievous smile played round Aspasia's lips, when she saw the
+wreath of ivy and grape leaves placed on the head of Alcibiades. &quot;Son of
+Aristo,&quot; she exclaimed, &quot;the Ph&oelig;nician Magii have given you good skill
+in divination. You have bestowed every garland appropriately.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It needed little magic,&quot; replied Plato, &quot;to know that the oaken leaves
+belonged to one whose eloquence is so often called Olympian; or that the
+laurel was due to him who fashioned Pallas Parthenia; and Alcibiades
+would no doubt contend boldly with any man who professed to worship the
+god of vineyards with more zeal than himself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The gay Athenian answered this challenge by singing part of an
+Anacreontic ode, often repeated during the festivities of the Dionysia:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;To-day I'll haste to quaff my wine,<br />
+As if to-morrow ne'er should shine;<br />
+But if to-morrow comes, why then&mdash;<br />
+I'll haste to quaff my wine again.</p>
+
+<p>For death may come with brow unpleasant&mdash;<br />
+May come when least we wish him present,<br />
+And beckon to the sable shore,<br />
+And grimly bid us&mdash;drink no more!&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>This profane song was sung in a voice so clear and melodious, that
+Tithonus exclaimed, &quot;You err, O Plato, in saying the tuneful soul of
+Marsyas has passed into the nightingale; for surely it remains with this
+young Athenian. Son of Clinias, you must be well skilled in playing upon
+the flute the divine airs of Mysian Olympus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not I, so help me Dionysus!&quot; lisped Alcibiades. &quot;My music master will
+tell you that I ever went to my pipes reluctantly. I make ten sacrifices
+to equestrian Poseidon, where I offer one gift to the Parnassian
+chorus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Stranger, thou hast not yet learned the fashions of Athens,&quot; said
+Anaxagoras, gravely. &quot;Our young equestrians now busy themselves with
+carved chariots, and Persian mantles of the newest mode. They vie with
+each other in costly wines; train doves to shower luxuriant perfumes
+from their wings; and upon the issue of a contest between fighting
+quails, they stake sums large enough to endow a princess. To play upon
+the silver-voiced flute is Theban-like and vulgar. They leave that to
+their slaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why not leave laughter to the slaves?&quot; asked Hermippus; &quot;since
+anything more than a graceful smile distorts the beauty of the features?
+I suppose bright eyes would weep in Athens, should the cheeks of
+Alcibiades be seen puffed out with vulgar wind-instruments.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And can you expect the youth of Athens to be wiser than their gods?&quot;
+rejoined Aspasia. &quot;Pallas threw away her favourite flute, because Hera
+and Aphrodite laughed at her distorted countenance while she played upon
+it. It was but a womanly trick in the virgin daughter of Zeus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus looked at the speaker with a slight expression of surprise;
+which Hermippus perceiving, he thus addressed him, in a cool, ironical
+tone: &quot;O Ethiopian stranger, it is evident you know little of Athens; or
+you would have perceived that a belief in the gods is more vulgar than
+flute-playing. Such trash is deemed fit for the imbecility of the aged,
+and the ignorance of the populace. With equestrians and philosophers, it
+is out of date. You must seek for it among those who sell fish at the
+gates; or with the sailors at Pir&aelig;us and Phalerum.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have visited the Temple of Poseidon, in the Pir&aelig;us,&quot; observed
+Aspasia; &quot;and I saw there a multitude of offerings from those who had
+escaped shipwreck.&quot; She paused slightly, and added, with a significant
+smile, &quot;But I perceived no paintings of those who had been wrecked,
+notwithstanding their supplications to the god.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she spoke, she observed that Pericles withdrew a rose from the
+garland wherewith his cup was crowned; and though the action was so
+slight as to pass unobserved by others, she instantly understood the
+caution he intended to convey by that emblem sacred to the god of
+silence.</p>
+
+<p>At a signal from Plato, slaves filled the goblets with wine, and he rose
+to propose the usual libation to the gods. Every Grecian guest joined in
+the ceremony, singing in a recitative tone:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Dionysus, this to thee,<br />
+God of warm festivity!<br />
+Giver of the fruitful vine,<br />
+To thee we pour the rosy wine!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Music, from the adjoining room, struck in with the chorus, and continued
+for some moments after it had ceased.</p>
+
+<p>For a short time, the conversation was confined to the courtesies of the
+table, as the guests partook of the delicious viands before them. Plato
+ate olives and bread only; and the water he drank was scarcely tinged
+with Lesbian wine. Alcibiades rallied him upon this abstemiousness; and
+Pericles reminded him that even his great pattern, Socrates, gave
+Dionysus his dues, while he worshipped the heaven-born Pallas.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher quietly replied, &quot;I can worship the fiery God of Vintage
+only when married with Nymphs of the Fountain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But tell me, O Anaxagoras and Plato,&quot; exclaimed Tithonus, &quot;if, as
+Hermippus hath said, the Grecian philosophers discard the theology of
+the poets? Do ye not believe in the Gods?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato would have smiled, had he not reverenced the simplicity that
+expected a frank and honest answer to a question so dangerous.
+Anaxagoras briefly replied, that the mind which did not believe in
+divine beings, must be cold and dark indeed.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Even so,&quot; replied Artiphernes, devoutly; &quot;blessed be Oromasdes, who
+sends Mithras to warm and enlighten the world! But what surprises me
+most is, that you Grecians import new divinities from other countries,
+as freely as slaves, or papyrus, or marble. The sculptor of the gods
+will scarcely be able to fashion half their images.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If the custom continues,&quot; rejoined Phidias, &quot;it will indeed require a
+life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thanks to the munificence of artists, every deity has a representative
+in my dwelling,&quot; observed Aspasia.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have heard strangers express their surprise that the Athenians have
+never erected a statue to the principle of <i>Modesty</i>&quot; said Hermippus.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;So much the more need that we enshrine her image in our own hearts,&quot;
+rejoined Plato.</p>
+
+<p>The sarcastic comedian made no reply to this quiet rebuke. Looking
+toward Artaphernes, he continued: &quot;Tell me, O servant of the great king,
+wherein the people of your country are more wise in worshipping the sun,
+than we who represent the same divinity in marble!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The principles of the Persian religion are simple, steady, and
+uniform,&quot; replied Artaphernes; &quot;but the Athenian are always changing.
+You not only adopt foreign gods, but sometimes create new ones, and
+admit them into your theology by solemn act of the great council. These
+circumstances have led me to suppose that you worship them as mere
+forms. The Persian Magii do indeed prostrate themselves before the
+rising Sun; but they do it in the name of Oromasdes, the universal
+Principle of Good, of whom that great luminary is the visible symbol. In
+our solemn processions, the chariot sacred to Oromasdes precedes the
+horse dedicated to Mithras; and there is deep meaning in the
+arrangement. The Sun and Zodiac, the Balance and the Rule, are but
+emblems of truths, mysterious and eternal. As the garlands we throw on
+the sacred fire feed the flame, rather than extinguish it, so the
+sublime symbols of our religion are intended to preserve, not to
+conceal, the truths within them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Though you disclaim all images of divinity,&quot; rejoined Aspasia, &quot;yet we
+hear of your Mithras pictured like a Persian King, trampling on a
+prostrate ox.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a smile, Artaphernes replied, &quot;I see, lady, that you would fain
+gain admittance to the Mithraic cave; but its secrets, like those of
+your own Eleusis, are concealed from all save the initiated.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;They tell us,&quot; said Aspasia, &quot;that those who are admitted to the
+Eleusinian mysteries die in peace, and go directly to the Elysian
+fields; while the uninitiated wander about in the infernal abyss.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Of course,&quot; said Anaxagoras, &quot;Alcibiades will go directly to Elysium,
+though Solon groped his way in darkness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old philosopher uttered this with imperturbable gravity, as if
+unconscious of satirical meaning; but some of the guests could scarcely
+repress a smile, as they recollected the dissolute life of the young
+Athenian.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If Alcibiades spoke his real sentiments,&quot; said Aspasia, &quot;I venture to
+say he would tell us that the mystic baskets of Demeter, covered with
+long purple veils, contain nothing half so much worth seeing, as the
+beautiful maidens who carry them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She looked at Pericles, and saw that he again cautioned her, by raising
+the rose toward his face, as if inhaling its fragrance.</p>
+
+<p>There was a brief pause, which Anaxagoras interrupted, by saying, &quot;The
+wise can never reverence images merely as images. There is a mystical
+meaning in the Athenian manner of supplicating the gods with garlands on
+their heads, and bearing in their hands boughs of olive twined with
+wool. Pallas, at whose birth we are told gold rained upon the earth, was
+unquestionably a personification of wisdom. It is not to be supposed
+that the philosophers of our country consider the sun itself as anything
+more than a huge ball of fire; but the sight of that glorious orb leads
+the contemplative soul to the belief in one Pure Intelligence, one
+Universal Mind, which in manifesting itself produces order in the
+material world, and preserves the unconfused distinction of infinite
+varieties.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Such, no doubt, is the tendency of all reflecting minds,&quot; said Phidias;
+&quot;but in general, the mere forms are worshipped, apart from the sacred
+truths they represent. The gods we have introduced from Egypt are
+regarded by the priests of that learned land as emblems of certain
+divine truths brought down from ancient times. They are like the Hermae
+at our doors, which outwardly appear to rest on inexpressive blocks of
+stone; but when opened, they are found to contain beautiful statues of
+the gods within them. It is not so with the new fables which the Greeks
+are continually mixing with their mythology. Pygmalion, as we all know,
+first departed from the rigid outline of ancient sculpture, and
+impressed life and motion upon marble. The poets, in praise of him,
+have told us that his ardent wishes warmed a statue into a lovely and
+breathing woman. The fable is fanciful and pleasing in itself; but will
+it not hereafter be believed as reality? Might not the same history be
+told of much that is believed? It is true,&quot; added he, smiling, &quot;that I
+might be excused for favouring a belief in images, since mortals are
+ever willing to have their own works adored.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What! does Plato respond to the inquiries of Phidias?&quot; asked
+Artaphernes.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher replied: &quot;Within the holy mysteries of our religion is
+preserved a pure and deep meaning, as the waters of Arethusa flow
+uncontaminated beneath the earth and the sea. I do not presume to decide
+whether all that is believed has the inward significancy. I have ever
+deemed such speculations unwise. If the chaste daughter of Latona always
+appears to my thoughts veiled in heavenly purity, it is comparatively
+unimportant whether I can prove that Acteon was torn by his dogs, for
+looking on the goddess with wanton eyes. Anaxagoras, said wisely that
+material forms lead the contemplative mind to the worship of ideal good,
+which is in its nature immortal and divine. Homer tells us that the
+golden chain resting upon Olympus reaches even to the earth. Here we see
+but a few of the last links, and those imperfectly. We are like men in a
+subterranean cave, so chained that they can look only forward to the
+entrance. Far above and behind us is a glowing fire: and beautiful
+beings, of every form, are moving between the light and us poor fettered
+mortals. Some of these bright beings are speaking, and others are
+silent. We see only the shadows cast on the opposite wall of the
+cavern, by the reflection of the fire above; and if we hear the echo of
+voices, we suppose it belongs to those passing shadows. The soul, in its
+present condition, is an exile from the orb of light; its ignorance is
+forgetfulness; and whatever we can perceive of truth, or imagine of
+beauty, is but a reminiscence of our former more glorious state of
+being. He who reverences the gods, and subdues his own passions, returns
+at last to the blest condition from which he fell. But to talk, or
+think, about these things with proud impatience, or polluted morals, is
+like pouring pure water into a miry trench; he who does it disturbs the
+mud, and thus causes the clear water to become defiled. When Odysseus
+removed his armour from the walls, and carried it to an inner apartment,
+invisible Pallas moved before him with her golden lamp, and filled the
+place with radiance divine. Telemachus, seeing the light, exclaimed,
+'Surely, my father, some of the celestial gods are present.' With deep
+wisdom, the king of Ithaca replied, 'Be silent. Restrain your intellect,
+and speak not.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am rebuked, O Plato,&quot; answered Phidias; &quot;and from henceforth, when my
+mind is dark and doubtful, I will remember that transparent drops may
+fall into a turbid well. Nor will I forget that sometimes, when I have
+worked on my statues by torch-light, I could not perceive their real
+expression, because I was carving in the shadow of my own hand.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Little can be learned of the human soul, and its connection with the
+Universal Mind,&quot; said Anaxagoras: &quot;These sublime truths seem vague and
+remote, as Ph&oelig;acia appeared to Odysseus like a vast shield floating on
+the surface of the distant ocean.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The glimmering uncertainty attending all such speculations, has led me
+to attach myself to the Ionic sect, who devote themselves entirely to
+the study of outward nature.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And this is useful,&quot; rejoined Plato: &quot;The man who is to be led from a
+cave will more easily see what the heavens contain by looking to the
+light of the moon and the stars, than by gazing on the sun at noon-day.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Here Hermippus interrupted the discourse, by saying, &quot;The son of Clinias
+does not inform us what <i>he</i> thinks of the gods. While others have
+talked, he has eaten.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am a citizen and a soldier&mdash;neither priest nor philosopher,&quot; replied
+Alcibiades: &quot;With a strong arm and a willing heart to fight for my
+country, I leave others to settle the attributes of her gods. Enough for
+me, that I regularly offer sacrifices in their temples, and pour
+libations upon their altars. I care very little whether there be Elysian
+fields, or not. I will make an Elysium for myself, as long as Aspasia
+permits me to be surrounded by forms so beautiful, and gives me nectar
+like this to drink.&quot; He replaced the goblet, from which he had drunk
+deeply, and exclaimed, &quot;By Dionysus! they quaff nothing better than this
+in voluptuous Ionia!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Methinks a citizen and a soldier might find a more worthy model in
+Spartan, than in Ionian manners,&quot; said Anaxagoras; &quot;but the latter truly
+suits better with the present condition of Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A condition more glorious than that of any other people upon earth,&quot;
+exclaimed Pericles, somewhat warmly: &quot;The story of Athens, enthroned in
+her beauty and power, will thrill through generous hearts, long after
+other nations are forgotten.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She is like a torch sending forth its last bright blaze, before it is
+extinguished forever,&quot; replied Anaxagoras, calmly: &quot;Where idle
+demagogues control the revenues of industrious citizens, the government
+cannot long stand. It is a pyramid with the base uppermost.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You certainly would not blame the wisdom of Aristides, in allowing the
+poor as well as the rich, the privilege of voting?&quot; said Pericles.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A moderate supply of wealth is usually the result of virtuous and
+industrious habits; and it should be respected merely for what it
+indicates,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras. &quot;Aristides, and other wise men, in
+their efforts to satisfy the requirements of a restless people, have
+opened a sluice, without calculating how it would be enlarged by the
+rushing waters, until the very walls of the city are undermined by its
+power.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But can the safety of the state be secured by merely excluding the
+vicious poor?&quot; said Plato. &quot;Are there not among us vicious rich men, who
+would rashly vote for measures destructive of public good, if they could
+thereby increase their own wealth? He who exports figs to maintain
+personal splendour, when there is famine in Attica, has perhaps less
+public virtue than the beggar, who steals them to avoid starvation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But the vicious rich man will bribe the beggar to vote as he
+dictates,&quot; replied Anaxagoras; &quot;and thus his power of doing evil becomes
+two fold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your respect for permanent institutions makes you blind to the love of
+change, inherent and active in the human mind,&quot; said Pericles. &quot;If
+society be like the heaving ocean, those who would guide their vessels
+in safety, must obey the winds and the tides.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Pericles,&quot; replied the old man, earnestly; &quot;if society be a
+tumultuous ocean, government should be its everlasting shores. If the
+statesman watches wind and tide only that his own bark may ride through
+the storm in safety, while every fresh wave sweeps a landmark away, it
+is evident that, sooner or later, the deluge must come.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The discourse was growing too serious to be agreeable to Pericles, who
+well knew that some of his best friends deemed he had injured the state,
+by availing himself too freely of the democratic tendencies of the
+people. Plato, perceiving this, said, &quot;If it please you, Anaxagoras, we
+will leave these subjects to be discussed in the Prytaneum and the
+Agoras. Fair and glorious is the violet-crowned city, and let us trust
+the gods will long preserve it so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thou hast well spoken, son of Aristo,&quot; replied Artaphernes: &quot;Much as I
+had heard of the glory and beauty of Athens, it far surpasses my hopes.
+Perhaps I find myself lingering to gaze on the Odeum more frequently
+than on any other of your magnificent edifices; not for its more
+impressive beauty; but because it is in imitation of our Great King's
+Pavilion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Hermippus looked up, and smiled with ill-natured significance; for
+Cratinus, the ribald, had openly declared in the theatre, that Pericles
+needed only to look in his mirror, to discover a model for the sloping
+roof of the Odeum. Athenian guests were indignant at being thus reminded
+of the gross allusion to a deformity conspicuous in the head of their
+illustrious statesman; but Artaphernes, quite unconscious of his
+meaning, continued: &quot;The noble structure is worthy of him who planned
+it. Yet the unpretending beauty of some of your small temples makes me
+feel more as if I were in the presence of a god. I have often marvelled
+what it is in those fair white columns, that charms me so much more than
+the palaces of the East, refulgent with gems and gold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The beauty that lies <i>within</i> has ever a mysterious power,&quot; answered
+Plato. &quot;An amethyst may beam in the eye of a statue; but what, save the
+soul itself, can give the expression of soul? The very spirit of harmony
+is embodied in the proportions of the Parthenon. It is marble music. I
+sometimes think the whole visible beauty of creation is formed from the
+music of the Infinite; and that the various joys we feel are but the
+union of accordant notes in the great chorus of the universe. There is
+music in the airy dance; music in poetry; music in the glance of a
+beautiful woman; music in the involutions and inflexions of numbers;
+above all, there is music in light! And what <i>Light</i> is in this world,
+<i>Truth</i> is in that glorious world to which the mind of man returns after
+its long exile. Yes, there is music in light! Hence, Ph&oelig;bus is god of
+the Sun and of the Lyre, and Memnon yields sweet sounds to welcome
+approaching day. For this reason, the disciples of Zoroaster and
+Pythagoras hail the rising sun with the melody of harps; and the birds
+pour forth their love of light in song. Perchance the order of the
+universe is revealed in the story of Thebes rising to the lyre of
+Amphion; and Ibycus might have spoken sublime truth, when he told of
+music in the motion of the everlasting stars.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea had listened so earnestly, that for a moment all other
+thoughts were expelled from her mind. She threw back her veil, and with
+her whole soul beaming from her face, she exclaimed, &quot;O Plato, I once
+<i>heard</i> the music of the stars! Ibycus&quot;&mdash;--</p>
+
+<p>The ardent gaze of Alcibiades restored her to painful consciousness;
+and, blushing deeply, she replaced her veil. Aspasia smiled; but Plato,
+with gentle reverence, asked, &quot;What would Philothea say of the divine
+Ibycus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The timid maiden gave no reply; and the tears of innocent shame were
+seen falling fast upon her trembling arm.</p>
+
+<p>With that ready skill, which ever knows how to adapt itself to the
+circumstances of the moment, Aspasia gave a signal to her attendants,
+and at once the mingled melody of voices and instruments burst upon the
+ear. It was one of the enchanting strains of Olympus the Mysian; and
+every heart yielded to its influence. A female slave noiselessly brought
+Aspasia's silver harp, and placed before her guests citharas and lyres,
+of ivory inlaid with gold. One by one, new voices and instruments joined
+in the song; and when the music ceased, there was a pause of deep and
+silent joy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Shame to the feast, where the praises of Harmodius are not sung,&quot; said
+Pericles, smiling, as he looked toward Eudora. With rapid fingers the
+maiden touched her lyre, and sung the patriotic song of Callistratus:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as brave Harmodius did,<br />
+And as Aristogeiton his avenging weapon hid;<br />
+When they slew the haughty tyrant and regained our liberty,<br />
+And, breaking down oppression, made the men of Athens free.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thou art not, loved Harmodius, thou art not surely dead,<br />
+But to some secluded sanctuary far away art fled;<br />
+With the swift-footed Achilleus, unmolested there to rest,<br />
+And to rove with Diomedes through the islands of the blest.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as Aristogeiton did,<br />
+And as the brave Harmodius his avenging weapon hid;<br />
+When on Athen&aelig;'s festival they aimed the glorious blow,<br />
+And calling on fair freedom, laid the proud Hipparchus low.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thy fame, beloved Harmodius, through ages still shall brighten,<br />
+Nor ever shall thy glory fade, beloved Aristogeiton;<br />
+Because your country's champions ye nobly dared to be,<br />
+And striking down the tyrant, made the men of Athens free.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>The exhilarating notes stirred every Grecian heart. Some waved their
+garlands in triumph, while others joined in the music, and kept time
+with branches of myrtle.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;By Ph&oelig;bus! a glorious song and divinely sung,&quot; exclaimed Alcibiades:
+&quot;But the lovely minstrel brings danger to our hearts in those sweet
+sounds, as Harmodius concealed his sword among myrtle leaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Hipparete blushed, and with a quick and nervous motion touched her
+cithara. With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, &quot;Continue the music, I
+pray you.&quot; The tune being left to her own choice, the young matron sang
+Anacreon's Ode to the Grasshopper. Her voice was not unpleasing; but it
+contrasted disadvantageously with the rich intonations of Eudora; and if
+the truth must be told, that dark-haired damsel was quite too conscious
+of the fact.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus expressed an earnest desire to hear one of Pindar's odes; and
+Philothea, urged by Aspasia, began with a quivering hand to accompany
+herself on the harp. Her voice was at first weak and trembling; and
+Plato, to relieve her timidity, joined in the music, which soon gushed
+forth, clear, deep, and melodious:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;Hail, celestial Poesy!<br />
+Fair enchantress of mankind!<br />
+Veiled in whose sweet majesty<br />
+Fables please the human mind.<br />
+But, as year rolls after year,<br />
+These fictitious charms decline;<br />
+Then, O man, with holy fear,<br />
+Write and speak of things divine.<br />
+Of the heavenly natures say<br />
+Nought unseemly, or profane&mdash;<br />
+Hearts that worship and obey,<br />
+Are preserved from guilty stain.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Oppressed with the grandeur of the music, and willing to evade the tacit
+reproach conveyed in the words, Aspasia touched her lyre, and, with
+mournful tenderness, sung Dan&aelig;'s Hymn to her Sleeping Infant. Then,
+suddenly changing to a gayer measure, she sang, with remarkable
+sweetness and flexibility of voice:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;While our rosy fillets shed<br />
+Blushes o'er each fervid head,<br />
+With many a cup, and many a smile,<br />
+The festal moments we beguile.<br />
+And while the harp impassioned flings<br />
+Tuneful rapture from the strings,<br />
+Some airy nymph, with fluent limbs,<br />
+Through the dance luxuriant swims,<br />
+Waving in her snowy hand,<br />
+The leafy Dionysian wand,<br />
+Which, as the tripping wanton flies,<br />
+Shakes its tresses to her sighs.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>At these words, a troop of graceful maidens, representing the Zephyrs
+and the Hours, glided in and out, between the marble columns, pelting
+each other with roses, as they flew through the mazes of the dance.</p>
+
+<p>Presently, the music, more slow and measured in its cadence, announced
+the dance of Ariadne guiding her lover from the Labyrinth. In obedience
+to a signal from Aspasia, Eudora sprang forward to hold the silken cord,
+and Alcibiades darted forward to perform the part of Theseus. Slowly,
+but gracefully as birds balancing themselves on the air, the maidens
+went through the difficult involutions of the dance. They smiled on each
+other, as they passed and repassed; and though Eudora's veil concealed
+the expression of her features, Philothea observed, with an undefined
+feeling of apprehension, that she showed no tokens of displeasure at the
+brief whispers and frequent glances of Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>At last, Pericles bade the attendants bring forth the goblet of the Good
+Genius. A large golden bowl, around which a silver grape-vine twined its
+luxuriant clusters, was immediately placed before him, filled with the
+rich juices of the Chian grape. Then Plato, as king of the feast,
+exclaimed, &quot;The cup of the Good Genius is filled. Pledge him in unmixed
+wine.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The massive goblet passed among all the guests; some taking a deep
+draught, and others scarcely moistening their lips with the wine. When
+the ceremony was finished, Pericles said, &quot;Now, if it pleases Hermippus,
+we should like to see him in the comic dance, for which he is so
+celebrated.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea looked earnestly at her grandfather. He instantly understood
+her wishes, and bade farewell to Aspasia; urging the plea that his child
+was unused to late hours, and too timid to be in the streets of Athens
+without his protection. Phidias requested that Eudora might accompany
+them; and Hipparete likewise asked leave to depart. Aspasia bestowed
+gifts on her visiters, according to the munificent custom of the
+country. To Hipparete she gave a bracelet of pearls; to Philothea, a
+lyre of ivory and gold; and to Eudora, a broad clasp for her mantle, on
+which the car of Aphrodite, drawn by swans, was painted in enamel, by
+Polygnotus, the inventor of the art.</p>
+
+<p>Alcibiades chose to remain at his wine; but slaves with torches were in
+readiness at the gates, and Hipparete lived in the Ceramicus, within
+sight of Aspasia's dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>A rapid walk soon restored the maidens to their own peaceful homes.
+Philothea, with the consent of Anaxagoras, went to share the apartment
+of her friend; which, separated only by a small garden, was almost
+within hearing of her own.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter IV.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Much I dislike the beamless mind,<br />
+Whose earthly vision, unrefined,<br />
+Nature has never formed to see<br />
+The beauties of simplicity!<br />
+Simplicity, the flower of Heaven,<br />
+To souls elect by nature given.&quot;</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>As the maidens entered their apartment, Eudora rather abruptly dismissed
+Dione, the aged nurse, who had been waiting their arrival. Her favourite
+dog was sleeping on the couch; and she gave the little creature a hasty
+box on the ear, which made him spring suddenly to the floor, and look up
+in her face, as if astonished at such ungentle treatment.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea stooped down and caressed the animal, with a slightly
+reproachful glance at her friend.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He was sleeping on my mantle,&quot; said the petulant damsel.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;His soft, white fur could not have harmed it,&quot; rejoined her companion;
+&quot;and you know that Hylax himself, as well as the mantle, was a gift from
+Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora carelesssly tossed the mantle over her embroidery frame, from
+which it trailed along the dusty floor. Philothea looked earnestly in
+her face, unable to comprehend such wayward conduct. &quot;It is evident you
+do not want my company to-night,&quot; she said; &quot;I will therefore return to
+my own apartment.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The peevish maiden slowly untied her sandal, without making any reply.
+Philothea's voice trembled slightly, as she added, &quot;Good night, Eudora,
+To-morrow I hope you will tell me how I have offended you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Stay! Stay!&quot; exclaimed the capricious damsel; and she laid her hand
+coaxingly on her friend's arm. Philothea smiled a ready forgiveness.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I know I am very petulant to-night,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;but I do not believe
+you yourself could listen to Hipparete without being vexed. She is so
+stupid, and so haughty. I don't think she spoke ten words to-night
+without having a grasshopper for one of them. She is so proud of her
+pure Athenian blood! Do you know she has resolved to employ a skilful
+artificer from Corinth, to make her an ivory box just like the one
+Tithonus gave Aspasia; but she took care to inform me that it should be
+inlaid with golden grasshoppers, instead of stars. A wise and witty
+device, is't not? to put grasshoppers in the paws of transformed
+Calisto, and fasten them in the belt of Orion. The sky will be so purely
+Athenian, that Hipparete herself might condescend to be a
+constellation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The talkative maiden laughed at her own conceit; and even her more
+serious companion could not refrain from a smile, as with untiring
+volubility she continued: &quot;Then she told me that she herself embroidered
+her grasshopper robe, and bade me admire the excellence of the pattern.
+She said Plato could not possibly have mistaken the wreath intended for
+her; knowing, as he did, that her father and mother were both descended
+from the most ancient families in Athens; and she repeated a list of
+ancestors with names all ending in <i>ippus</i> and <i>ippides</i>. When, in
+answer to her question, I acknowledged that the ornament in her hair
+was beautiful, she told me she would gladly give me one like it, if it
+were proper for me to wear it. I do so detest the sight of that Athenian
+emblem! I would walk to the fields of Acharnae, on purpose to crush a
+grasshopper.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You put yourself in a singular passion for such a harmless insect,&quot;
+replied Philothea, smiling. &quot;I hope there are none of them within
+hearing. You know the poets say they rose from the ashes of men, who,
+when the Muses first had existence, pined away for the love of song; and
+that after death they go to Parnassus, and inform the most ancient
+Calliope, the heavenly Urania, and the amorous Erato, concerning the
+conversation of their votaries. If they are truly the children of song,
+they will indeed forget their own resentments; but your conversation
+would be so unlikely to make a favourable impression on the tuneful
+sisters, that it may be well for you the insects are now sleeping.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If the tattling tribe were all awake and listening,&quot; replied Eudora, &quot;I
+would freely give them leave to report all I say against Astronomy, or
+Poetry, or Music. If this be the test, I am willing to be tried with
+Hipparete at the court of the Muses. If she were less stupid, I think I
+could tolerate her pride. But I thought she would never have done with a
+long story about a wine-stain that nearly spoiled her new dove-coloured
+robe; the finest from the looms of Ecbatana; the pattern not to be
+matched in all Greece; and Aspasia half wild to obtain one like it. She
+did not fail to inform me that the slave who had spilled the wine, was
+tied to the olive-tree in the garden, and whipped six days in
+succession. I never saw her in my life that she did not remind me of
+being a slave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dearest Eudora,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;how can you make yourself so unhappy
+on this subject? Has not Phidias, from the first hour he bought you,
+allowed you all the privileges of a daughter?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes,&quot; replied Eudora; &quot;but the very circumstance that I was bought with
+his money embitters it all. I do not thank him that I have been taught
+all which becomes an Athenian maiden; for I can never be an Athenian.
+The spirit and the gifts of freedom ill assort with the condition of a
+slave. I wish he had left me to tend goats and bear burdens, as other
+slaves do; to be beaten as they are beaten; starved as they are starved;
+and die as they die. I should not then have known my degradation. I
+would have made friends with the birds and the flowers, and never had a
+heart-wound from a proud Athenian fool.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea laid her hand gently on her friend's arm, and gazing on her
+excited countenance, she said, &quot;Eudora, some evil demon vexes you
+strangely to-night. Did I not know the whole tenor of your blameless
+life, I should fear you were not at peace with your own conscience.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora blushed deeply, and busily caressed the dog with her foot.</p>
+
+<p>In a mild, clear voice, Philothea continued: &quot;What <i>now</i> prevents you
+from making friendship with the birds and the flowers! And why do you
+cherish a pride so easily wounded? Yes, it is pride, Eudora. It is
+useless disguise to call it by another name. The haughtiness of others
+can never make us angry, if we ourselves are humble. Besides, it is
+very possible that you are unjust to Hipparete. She might very naturally
+have spoken of her slave's carelessness, without meaning to remind you
+of bondage.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She <i>did</i> mean it,&quot; replied Eudora, with angry emphasis. &quot;She is always
+describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter; because she knows I am
+excluded from the temple. I hope I shall live to see her proud heart
+humbled.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Eudora,&quot; said Philothea, turning mournfully away: &quot;Your feelings
+are strangely embittered; the calm light of reason is totally obscured
+by the wild torch-dance of your passions. Methinks hatred itself need
+wish Hipparete no worse fate than to be the wife of so bold and bad a
+man as Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, Philothea! I wonder you can call him bold,&quot; rejoined Eudora. &quot;He
+looks steadily at no one; his eyelashes ever rest on his face, like
+those of a modest maiden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Aye, Eudora&mdash;but it is not the expression of a sinless heart, timidly
+retiring within the shrine of its own purity; it is the shrinking of a
+conscience that has something to conceal. Little as we know about the
+evils of the world, we have heard enough of Alcibiades, to be aware that
+Hipparete has much need to seek the protection of her patron goddess.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She had better worship in the temple of Helen, at Therapne,&quot; answered
+Eudora, sharply: &quot;The journey might not prove altogether hopeless; for
+that temple is said to confer beauty on the ugliest woman that ever
+entered it.&quot; As the peevish damsel said this, she gave a proud glance
+at her own lovely person, in the mirror, before which a lamp was
+burning.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea had often seen her friend in petulant moods; but she had never
+before known her to evince so much bitterness, or so long resist the
+soothing influence of kindness. Unwilling to contend with passions she
+could not subdue, and would not flatter, she remained for some moments
+in serious silence.</p>
+
+<p>The expression of her countenance touched Eudora's quick feelings; and
+she said, in an humble tone, &quot;I know I am doing wrong, Philothea, but I
+cannot help it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend calmly replied, &quot;If you believe you cannot help it, you
+deceive yourself; and if you do not believe it, you had better not have
+said it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now you are angry with me,&quot; exclaimed the sensitive maiden; and she
+burst into tears.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea passed her arm affectionately round her waist, saying, &quot;I am
+not angry with you, Eudora; but while I love you, I cannot and ought not
+to love the bad feelings you cherish. Believe me, my dear friend, the
+insults of others can never make us wretched, or resentful, if all is
+right within our own hearts. The viper that stings us is always
+nourished within us. Moreover, I believe, dearest Eudora, that half your
+wrongs are in your own imagination. I too am a foreigner; but I have
+been very happy within the walls of Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Because you have never been a slave,&quot; retorted her companion; &quot;and you
+have shared privileges that strangers are seldom allowed to share. You
+have been one of the Canephor&aelig;; you have walked in the grand
+procession of the Panathen&aelig;a: and your statue in pure Pentelic marble,
+upholds the canopy over the sacred olive-tree. I know that your skilful
+fingers, and your surpassing beauty have deserved these honours; but you
+must pardon me, if I do not like the proud Athenians quite so well as
+you do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I gratefully acknowledge the part I have been allowed to take in the
+sacred service of Pallas,&quot; replied the maiden; &quot;but I owe it neither to
+my beauty, nor my skill in embroidery. It was a tribute to that wise and
+good old man, my grandfather.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And I,&quot; said Eudora, in a tone of deep melancholy, &quot;have neither
+grandfather, parent, or brother to care for me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who could have proved a better protector than Phidias has been?&quot;
+inquired her gentle friend.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea, I cannot forget that I am his slave. What I said just now in
+anger, I repeat in sober sadness; it would be better for me to have a
+slave's mind with a slave's destiny.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have no doubt,&quot; replied Philothea, &quot;that Phidias continues to be your
+master merely that he may retain lawful power to protect you, until you
+are the wife of Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Some slaves have been publicly registered as adopted children,&quot; said
+Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But in order to do that,&quot; rejoined her friend, &quot;it is necessary to
+swear to their parentage; and yours is unknown. If it were not for this
+circumstance, I believe Phidias would be most willing to adopt you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Philothea&mdash;Phidias would do no such thing. He is good and kind. I
+know that I have spoken of him as I ought not to have spoken. But he is
+a proud man. He would not adopt a nameless orphan, found with a poor
+goatherd of Phelle. Had I descended from any of the princes conquered by
+Grecian valour, or were I even remotely allied with any of the
+illustrious men that Athens has ostracised, then indeed I might be the
+adopted daughter of Phidias,&quot; After a short pause, she added, &quot;If he
+enfranchised me without adoption, I think I should have no difficulty in
+finding a protector;&quot; and again the maiden gave a triumphant glance at
+her mirror.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am aware that your marriage with Phil&aelig;mon has only awaited the
+termination of these unfortunate law-suits,&quot; replied Philothea: &quot;Though
+he is not rich, it cannot be very long before he is able to take you
+under his protection; and as soon as he has the power, he will have the
+disposition.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will he, indeed!&quot; exclaimed Eudora; and she trotted her little foot
+impatiently.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are altogether mysterious to-night,&quot; said Philothea: &quot;Has any
+disagreement arisen between you and Phil&aelig;mon, during my absence?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He is proud, and jealous; and wishes me to be influenced by every whim
+of his,&quot; answered the offended beauty.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The fetters of love are a flowery bondage,&quot; rejoined Philothea:
+&quot;Blossoms do not more easily unfold themselves to the sunshine, than
+woman obeys the object of her affections. Don't you remember the little
+boy we found piping so sweetly, under the great plane-tree by the
+fountain of Callirh&ouml;e? When my grandfather asked him where he learned to
+play so well, he answered; with a look of wondering simplicity, that it
+'piped itself.' Methinks this would be the reply of a loving woman, to
+one who inquired how her heart had learned submission. But what has
+Phil&aelig;mon required, that you consider so unreasonable?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He dislikes to have me visit Aspasia; and was angry because I danced
+with Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And did you tell him that you went to Aspasia's house, in conformity
+with the express directions of Phidias?&quot; inquired Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Why don't you say of my <i>master</i>?&quot; interrupted Eudora, contemptuously.</p>
+
+<p>Without noticing the peevishness of this remark, her friend continued:
+&quot;Are you quite sure that you have not been more frequently than you
+would have been, if you had acted merely in reluctant obedience to the
+will of Phidias. I am not surprised that Phil&aelig;mon is offended at your
+dancing with Alcibiades; assuredly a practice, so boldly at variance
+with the customs of the country, is somewhat unmaidenly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is enough to be one man's slave,&quot; replied Eudora. &quot;I will dance with
+whom I please. Alcibiades is the handsomest, and the most graceful, and
+the most agreeable man in Athens&mdash;at least every body says so. I don't
+know why I should offend him to please Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I thought there was a very satisfactory reason,&quot; observed Philothea,
+quietly: &quot;Alcibiades is the husband of Hipparete, and you are the
+promised wife of Phil&aelig;mon. I would not have believed the person who
+told me that Eudora seriously called Alcibiades the handsomest and most
+agreeable man in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The sculptors think him pre-eminently beautiful,&quot; answered Eudora; &quot;or
+they would not so often copy his statue in the sacred images of Hermes.
+Socrates applied Anacreon's eloquent praise of Bathyllus to him, and
+said he saw in his lips 'Persuasion sleeping upon roses.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That must have been in the days of youthful innocence,&quot; replied
+Philothea: &quot;Surely his countenance has now nothing divine in its
+expression; though I grant the colouring rich, and the features regular.
+He reminds me of the Alexandrian coin; outwardly pleasing to the eye but
+inwardly made of base metal. Urania alone confers the beauty-giving
+zone. The temple of Aphrodite in the Pir&aelig;us is a fitting place for the
+portrait of Alcibiades; and no doubt he is well pleased that the people
+go there in throngs to see him represented leaning on the shoulder of
+the shameless Nemea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If Aristophon chose to paint him side by side with the beautiful Nemea,
+it is no fault of his,&quot; said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The artist would not have dared so to represent Plato, or Phil&aelig;mon, or
+Paralus,&quot; rejoined Philothea; &quot;nor would Alcibiades allow his picture
+thus to minister to the corruption of the Athenians, if he had any
+perception of what is really beautiful. I confess, Eudora, it pained me
+to see you listen to his idle flattery. He worships every handsome
+woman, who will allow herself to be polluted by his incense. Like
+Anacreon, his heart is a nest for wanton loves. He is never without a
+brood of them&mdash;some trying their wings, some in the egg, and some just
+breaking the shell.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With slight resentment in her manner, Eudora answered: &quot;Anacreon is the
+most beautiful of poets; and I think you speak too harshly of the son of
+Clinias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am sorry for you, if you can perceive the beautiful where the pure is
+wanting,&quot; rejoined Philothea; &quot;You have changed, since my residence in
+the Acropolis. The cherub Innocence, that was once the ever-present
+deity in your soul, has already retired deeper within the shrine, and
+veils his face in presence of the vain thoughts you have introduced
+there. I fear Aspasia has made you believe that a passion for
+distinction is but another name for love of the good, the true, and the
+beautiful. Eudora, if this false man has flattered you, believe me, he
+is always ready to bestow the same upon others. He has told me that I
+was the loveliest of earthly objects; no doubt he has told you the same;
+but both cannot be true.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You!&quot; exclaimed her companion: &quot;Where could he find opportunity to
+address such language to you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Where a better man would have had better thoughts,&quot; replied Philothea:
+&quot;It was during the sacred festival of the Panathen&aelig;a. A short time
+before midnight, it was my duty to receive the sacred basket from the
+hands of the priestess, and deposit it in the cave, beneath the Temple
+of Urania, in the gardens. Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended
+me, carrying a lighted torch. Having entered the cave, I held the torch
+while she took up the other sacred basket, which was there in readiness
+to be conveyed to the Parthenon; and we again stepped forth into the
+gardens. A flood of light streamed from the Temple, so clear and
+strong, that I could distinctly see the sacred doves, among the
+multitude of fragrant roses&mdash;some sleeping in the shaded nooks, others
+fluttering from bush to bush, or wheeling round in giddy circles,
+frightened by the glare. Near a small lake in the centre of the gardens,
+stood Myron's statue of the heavenly Urania, guiding a dove to her
+temple by a garland of flowers. It had the pure and placid expression of
+the human soul, when it dwells in love and peace. In this holy
+atmosphere we paused for a moment in silent reverence. A smiling band of
+infant hours came clustering round my memory, and softly folded
+themselves about my heart. I thought of those early days, when, hand in
+hand with Paralus, I walked forth in the spring-time, welcoming the
+swallows to our shores, and gathering fragrant thyme to feed my bees. We
+did not then know that bees and young hearts need none to take thought
+for their joy, but best gather their own sweet nourishment in sunlight
+and freedom. I remembered the helpless kid that Paralus confided to my
+care. When we dressed the little creature in wreaths, we mourned that
+flowers would not <i>grow</i> in garlands; for it grieved our childish hearts
+to see them wither. Once we found, in the crevice of a moss-covered
+rock, a small nest with three eggs. Paralus took one of them in his
+hand; and when we had admired its beauty, he kissed it reverently, and
+returned it to its hiding-place. It was the natural outpouring of a
+heart brimful of love for all things pure and simple. Paralus ever lived
+in affectionate communion with the birds and the flowers. Firm in
+principle, but gentle in affection, he himself is like the rock, in
+whose bosom the loving bird found a sheltered nook, so motherly and
+safe, where she might brood over her young hopes in quiet joy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden's heart had unconsciously followed her own innocent
+recollections, like the dove led by a garland; and for a few moments she
+remained silent in thoughtful tenderness.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's changeful and perturbed spirit had been soothed by the serene
+influence of her friend; and she too was silent for awhile. But the
+giddy images that had of late been reeling their wild dance through her
+brain, soon came back in glittering fantasy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea!&quot; she exclaimed, abruptly, &quot;you have not told me where you
+met Alcibiades?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden looked up suddenly, like an infant startled from sweet dreams
+by some rude noise. Recovering from her surprise, she smiled, and said,
+&quot;Eudora, your question came upon me like his unexpected and unwelcome
+presence in the sacred gardens. I told you that we stood by that quiet
+lake in meek reverence; worshipping,&mdash;not the marble image before
+us,&mdash;but the Spirit of Beauty, that glides through the universe,
+breathing the invisible through visible forms, in such mysterious
+harmony. Suddenly Eucoline touched my arm with a quick and timid motion.
+I turned and saw a young man gazing earnestly upon us. Our veils, which
+had been thrown back while we looked at the statue, were instantly
+dropped, and we hastily retraced our steps. The stranger followed us,
+until we passed under the shade of the olive grove, within sight of the
+Propyl&aelig;a. He then knelt, and attempting to hold me by the robe, poured
+forth the wildest protestations of love. I called aloud for protection;
+and my voice was heard by the priests, who were passing in and out of
+the Acropolis, in busy preparation for the festival. The young man
+suddenly disappeared; but he was one of the equestrians that shared in
+the solemnities of the night, and I again saw him as I took my place in
+the procession. I had then never seen Alcibiades; but when I met him
+to-night, I immediately recognized the stranger who spoke so rudely in
+the olive-grove.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You must forgive me,&quot; said Eudora, &quot;if I am not much disposed to blame
+mortal man for wishing to look upon your face a second time. Even Plato
+does homage to woman's beauty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;True, Eudora; but there is reverence mingled with his homage. The very
+atmosphere around Alcibiades seemed unholy. I never before met such a
+glance; and the gods grant I may never meet such another. I should not
+have mentioned the occurrence, even to you, had I not wished to warn you
+how lightly this volatile Athenian can make love.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I heard something of this before,&quot; rejoined Eudora; &quot;but I did not know
+the particulars.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How could you have heard of it?&quot; inquired Philothea, with an accent of
+strong surprise.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alcibiades had a more eager curiosity than yourself,&quot; replied Eudora.
+&quot;He soon ascertained the name of the lovely Canephor&aelig; that he saw in
+the Gardens of Urania; and he has never ceased importuning Aspasia,
+until you were persuaded to visit her house.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with
+indignant crimson. &quot;Was it for this purpose,&quot; she said, &quot;that I was
+induced to yield my own sense of propriety to the solicitations of
+Pericles? It is ever thus, when we disobey the gods, to please mortals.
+How could I believe that any motive so harmless as idle curiosity
+induced that seductive and dangerous woman to urge me into her
+unhallowed presence?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I marvelled at your courage in talking to her as you did,&quot; said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Something within impelled me,&quot; replied Philothea, reverently;&mdash;&quot;I did
+not speak from myself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora remained in serious silence for a moment; and then said, &quot;Can you
+tell me, Philothea, what you meant by saying you once heard the stars
+sing? Or is that one of those things concerning which you do not love to
+have me inquire?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden replied: &quot;As I sat at my grandfather's feet, near the statue
+of Ph&oelig;bus in the portico, at early dawn, I heard music, of soft and
+various sounds, floating in the air; and I thought perchance it was the
+farewell hymn of the stars, or the harps of the Pleiades, mourning for
+their lost sister.&mdash;I had never spoken of it; but to-night I forgot the
+presence of all save Plato, when I heard him discourse so eloquently of
+music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And were you as unhappy as you expected to be during this visit?&quot;
+inquired her friend.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Some portions of the evening I enjoyed exceedingly,&quot; replied Philothea.
+&quot;I could have listened to Plato and Tithonus, until I grew old in their
+presence. Their souls seem to move in glowing moonlight, as if
+surrounded by bright beings from a better world.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora looked thoughtfully in her friend's face. &quot;It is strange,&quot; she
+said, &quot;how closely you associate all earthly objects with things divine.
+I have heard Anaxagoras say that when you were a little child, you
+chased the fleeting sunshine through the fields, and called it the
+glittering wings of Ph&oelig;bus Apollo, as he flew over the verdant earth.
+And still, dearest Philothea, your heart speaks the same language.
+Wherever you look, you see the shining of god-like wings. Just so you
+talked of the moonlight, the other evening. To Hipparete, that solemn
+radiance would have suggested no thought except that lamp-light was more
+favourable to the complexion; and Hermippus would merely have rejoiced
+in it, because it saved him the expense of an attendant and a torch, as
+he reeled home from his midnight revels. I seldom think of sacred
+subjects, except when I am listening to you; but they then seem so
+bright, so golden, so divine, that I marvel they ever appear to me like
+cold, dim shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The flowers of the field are unlike, but each has a beauty of its own;
+and thus it is with human souls,&quot; replied Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>For a brief space there was silence. But Eudora, true to the restless
+vivacity of her character, soon seized her lyre, and carelessly touching
+the strings, she hummed one of Sappho's ardent songs:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;More happy than the gods is he,<br />
+Who soft reclining sits by thee;<br />
+His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles,<br />
+His eyes thy sweetly dimpled smiles.<br />
+This, this, alas! alarmed my breast,<br />
+And robbed me of my golden rest.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Philothea interrupted her, by saying, &quot;I should much rather hear
+something from the pure and tender-hearted Simonides.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>But the giddy damsel, instead of heeding her request, abruptly
+exclaimed, &quot;Did you observe the sandals of Artaphernes sparkle as he
+walked? How richly Tithonus was dressed! Was it not a magnificent
+costume?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, smiling at her childish prattle, replied, &quot;It was gorgeous,
+and well fancied; but I preferred Plato's simple robe, distinguished
+only by the fineness of its materials, and the tasteful adjustment of
+its folds.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I never saw a philosopher that dressed so well as Plato,&quot; said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is because he loves the beautiful, even in its minutest forms,&quot;
+rejoined Philothea; &quot;in that respect he is unlike the great master he
+reverences so highly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes&mdash;men say it is a rare thing to meet either Socrates or his robe
+lately returned from the bath,&quot; observed Eudora; &quot;yet, in those three
+beautiful statues, which Pericles has caused to be placed in the
+Propyl&aelig;a, the philosopher has carved admirable drapery. He has clothed
+the Graces, though the Graces never clothed him. I wonder Aristophanes
+never thought of that jest. Notwithstanding his willingness to please
+the populace with the coarse wit current in the Agoras, I think it
+gratifies his equestrian pride to sneer at those who are too frugal to
+buy coloured robes, and fill the air with delicious perfumes as they
+pass. I know you seldom like the comic writers. What did you think of
+Hermippus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;His countenance and his voice troubled me, like the presence of
+evil,&quot; answered Philothea. &quot;I rejoiced that my grandfather withdrew with
+us, as soon as the goblet of the Good Genius passed round, and before he
+began to dance the indecent cordax.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He has a sarcastic, suspicious glance, that might sour the ripest
+grapes in Chios,&quot; rejoined Eudora. &quot;The comic writers are over-jealous of
+Aspasia's preference to the tragic poets; and I suppose she permitted
+this visit to bribe his enmity; as ghosts are said to pacify Cerberus
+with a cake. But hark! I hear Geta unlocking the outer gate. Phidias has
+returned; and he likes to have no lamp burn later than his own. We must
+quickly prepare for rest; though I am as wakeful as the bird of Pallas.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She began to unclasp her girdle, as she spoke, and something dropped
+upon the floor.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea was stooping to unlace her sandal, and she immediately picked
+it up.</p>
+
+<p>It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora took it with a deep blush, saying, &quot;Aspasia gave it to me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend looked very earnestly in her face for a moment, and sighed as
+she turned away. It was the first time she had ever doubted Eudora's
+truth.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter V.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Two several gates<br />
+Transmit those airy phantoms. One of horn,<br />
+And of sawn ivory one. Such dreams as pass<br />
+The gate of ivory, prove empty sounds;<br />
+While others, through the polished horn effused,<br />
+Whose eye soe'er they visit, never fail.&quot;</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>The dwellings of Anaxagoras and Phidias were separated by a garden
+entirely sheltered from public observation. On three sides it was
+protected by the buildings, so as to form a hollow square; the remainder
+was screened by a high stone wall. This garden was adorned with statues
+and urns, among which bloomed many choice shrubs and flowers. The entire
+side of Anaxagoras' house was covered with a luxuriant grape-vine, which
+stretched itself out on the roof, as if enjoying the sunshine. The
+women's apartments communicated by a private avenue, which enabled the
+friends to see each other as conveniently as if they had formed one
+household.</p>
+
+<p>The morning after the conversation we have mentioned, Philothea rose
+early, and returned to her own dwelling. As she passed through the
+avenue, she looked into the garden, and smiled to see, suspended by a
+small cord thrown over the wall, a garland, fastened with a
+delicately-carved arrow, bearing the inscription&mdash;&quot;To Eudora, the most
+beautiful, most beloved.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Glad to assist in the work of reconciliation, she separated the wreath
+from the string, and carried it to her for whom it was intended.
+&quot;Behold the offering of Phil&aelig;mon!&quot; she exclaimed, joyfully: &quot;Dearest
+Eudora, beware how you estrange so true a heart.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The handsome maiden received her flowers with evident delight, not
+unmingled with confusion; for she suspected that they came from a
+greater flatterer than Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea returned to her usual avocations, with anxiety somewhat
+lessened by this trifling incident.</p>
+
+<p>Living in almost complete seclusion, the simple-hearted maiden was
+quite unconscious that the new customs, introduced by Aspasia, had
+rendered industry and frugality mere vulgar virtues, But the restraint
+of public opinion was unnecessary to keep her within the privacy of
+domestic life; for it was her own chosen home. She loved to prepare her
+grandfather's frugal repast of bread and grapes, and wild honey; to take
+care of his garments; to copy his manuscripts; and to direct the
+operations of Milza, a little Arcadian peasant girl, who was her only
+attendant. These duties, performed with cheerful alacrity, gave a fresh
+charm to the music and embroidery with which she employed her leisure
+hours.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras was extremely attached to his lovely grandchild; and her
+great intellectual gifts, accompanied as they were by uncommon purity of
+character, had procured from him and his friends a degree of respect not
+usually bestowed upon women of that period. She was a most welcome
+auditor to the philosophers, poets, and artists, who were ever fond of
+gathering round the good old man; and when it was either necessary or
+proper to remain in her own apartment, there was the treasured wisdom of
+Thales, Pythagoras, Hesiod, Homer, Simonides, Ibycus, and Pindar. More
+than one of these precious volumes were transcribed entirely by her own
+hand.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of such communion, her spirit drank freely from the
+fountains of sublime knowledge; which, &quot;like the purest waters of the
+earth, can be obtained only by digging deep,&mdash;but when they are found,
+they rise up to meet us.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The intense love of the beautiful, thus acquired, far from making the
+common occupations of life distasteful, threw over them a sort of poetic
+interest, as a richly painted window casts its own glowing colours on
+mere boards and stones. The higher regions of her mind were never
+obscured by the clouds of daily care; but thence descended perpetual
+sunshine, to gild the vapour.</p>
+
+<p>On this day, however, Philothea's mind was less serene than usual. The
+unaccountable change in Eudora's character perplexed and troubled her.
+When she parted from her to go into the Acropolis, she had left her as
+innocent and contented as a little child; and so proud and satisfied in
+Phil&aelig;mon's love, that she deemed herself the happiest of all happy
+beings: at the close of six short months, she found her transformed into
+a vain, restless, ambitious woman, wild for distinction, and impatient
+of restraint.</p>
+
+<p>All this Philothea was disposed to pity and forgive; for she felt that
+frequent intercourse with Aspasia might have dazzled even a stronger
+mind, and changed a less susceptible heart. Her own diminished
+influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present
+views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her
+power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful.</p>
+
+<p>Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the
+favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her
+and confess all her anxieties. But Eudora came not, as she had ever been
+wont to do, in the intervals of household occupation; and this obvious
+neglect drove Philothea's kind impulses back upon her heart.</p>
+
+<p>Hylax, as he ran round the garden, barking and jumping at the birds in
+the air, instantly knew her voice, and came capering in, bounding up at
+her side, and licking her hand. The tears came to Philothea's eyes, as
+she stooped to caress the affectionate animal: &quot;Poor Hylax,&quot; said she,
+&quot;<i>you</i> have not changed.&quot; She gathered some flowers, and twined them
+round the dog's neck, thinking this simple artifice might bring a visit
+from her friend.</p>
+
+<p>But the sun went down, and still she had not caught a glimpse of Eudora,
+even in the garden. Her affectionate anxiety was almost deepening into
+sadness, when Anaxagoras returned, accompanied by the Ethiopian boy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I bring an offering from the munificent Tithonus,&quot; said the
+philosopher: &quot;He came with my disciples to-day, and we have had much
+discourse together. To-morrow he departs from Athens; and he bade me say
+that he hoped his farewell gift would not be unacceptable to her whose
+voice made even Pindar's strains more majestic and divine.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The boy uncovered an image he carried in his arms, and with low
+obeisance presented it to Philothea. It was a small statue of Urania,
+wrought in ivory and gold. The beautiful face was turned upward, as if
+regarding the heavens with quiet contemplation. A crown of golden
+planets encircled the head, and the scarf, enamelled with deep and vivid
+azure, likewise glowed with stars.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, as she glanced round the apartment, and said, &quot;It is a
+humble shrine for a Muse so heavenly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Honesty and innocence are fitter companions for the gods, than mere
+marble and gold,&quot; replied the philosopher.</p>
+
+<p>As a small indication of respect and gratitude, the maiden sent Tithonus
+a roll of papyrus, on which she had neatly copied Pindar's Odes; and the
+boy, haying received a few oboli for his trouble, returned charged with
+thanks and good wishes for his master.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, spontaneously yielding to the old habit of enjoying
+everything with her friend, took the statue in her arms, and went
+directly to her room. Eudora was kind and cheerful, but strangely
+fluttered. She praised the beautiful image in the excessive terms of one
+who feels little, and is therefore afraid of not saying enough. Her mind
+was evidently disturbed with thoughts quite foreign to the subject of
+her conversation; but, making an effort at self-possession, she said, &quot;I
+too have had a present: Artaphernes sent it because my voice reminded
+him of one he loved in his youth.&quot; She unfolded a roll of perfumed
+papyrus, and displayed a Persian veil of gold and silver tissue.
+Philothea pronounced it fit for the toilette of a queen; but frankly
+confessed that it was too gorgeous to suit her taste.</p>
+
+<p>At parting, she urged Eudora to share her apartment for the night. The
+maiden refused, under the pretext of illness; but when her friend
+offered to remain with her, she hastily replied that she should be much
+better alone.</p>
+
+<p>As Philothea passed through the sheltered avenue, she saw Milza
+apparently assisting Geta in cleansing some marbles; and thinking
+Phidias would be pleased with the statue, she asked Geta to convey it to
+his room. He replied, &quot;My master has gone to visit a friend at Salamis,
+and will not return until morning.&quot; The maiden was much surprised that
+her friend had made no allusion to this circumstance; but she forbore to
+return and ask an explanation.</p>
+
+<p>Another subject attracted her attention and occupied some share of her
+thoughts. She had observed that Geta and Milza appeared much confused
+when she spoke to them. When she inquired what Geta had been saying, the
+pretty Arcadian, with an averted face, replied, &quot;He called me to see a
+marble dog, barking as if he had life in him; only he did not make any
+noise.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Was that all Geta talked of?&quot; said Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He asked me if I liked white kids,&quot; answered the blushing peasant.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what did you tell him?&quot; inquired the maiden.</p>
+
+<p>With a bashful mixture of simplicity and archness, the young damsel
+answered, &quot;I told him I liked white kids very much.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, and asked no more questions. When she repeated this
+brief conversation to Anaxagoras, he heard it with affectionate interest
+in Milza's welfare, and promised to have a friendly talk with
+honest-hearted Geta.</p>
+
+<p>The wakefulness and excitement of the preceding night had been quite at
+variance with the tranquil regularity of Philothea's habits; and the
+slight repose, which she usually enjoyed in the afternoon, had been
+disturbed by her grandfather, who came to say that Paralus was with him,
+and wished to see her a few moments, before they went out to the Pir&aelig;us
+together. Being therefore unusually weary, both in body and mind, the
+maiden early retired to her couch; and with mingled thoughts of her
+lover and her friend, she soon fell into a profound sleep.</p>
+
+<p>She dreamed of being with Paralus in an olive grove, over the deep
+verdure of which shining white blossoms were spread, like a silver veil.
+Her lover played upon his flute, while she leaned against a tree and
+listened. Soon, the air was filled with a multitude of doves, flocking
+from every side; and the flapping of their wings kept time to the music.</p>
+
+<p>Then, suddenly, the scene changed to the garden of Phidias. The statues
+seemed to smile upon her, and the flowers looked up bright and cheerful,
+in an atmosphere more mild than the day, but warmer than the moon.
+Presently, one of the smiling statues became a living likeness of
+Eudora, and with delighted expression gazed earnestly on the ground.
+Philothea looked to see what excited her admiration&mdash;and lo! a large
+serpent, shining with green and gold, twisted itself among the flowers
+in manifold involutions; and wheresoever the beautiful viper glided,
+the blossoms became crisped and blackened, as if fire had passed over
+them. With a sudden spring the venomous creature coiled itself about
+Eudora's form, and its poisoned tongue seemed just ready to glance into
+her heart; yet still the maiden laughed merrily, heedless of her danger.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea awoke with a thrill of anguish; but thankful to realize that
+it was all a dream, she murmured a brief prayer, turned upon her couch,
+and soon yielded to the influence of extreme drowsiness.</p>
+
+<p>In her sleep, she seemed to be working at her embroidery; and Hylax came
+and tugged at her robe, until she followed him into the garden. There
+Eudora stood smiling, and the glittering serpent was again dancing
+before her.</p>
+
+<p>Disturbed by the recurrence of this unpleasant dream, the maiden
+remained awake for a considerable time, listening to the voices of her
+grandfather and his guests, which still came up with a murmuring sound
+from the room below. Gradually her senses were lulled into slumber; and
+again the same dream recurred to distress and waken her.</p>
+
+<p>Unable longer to resist the strength of her impressions, Philothea
+arose, and descending a few of the steps, which led to the lower part of
+the house, she looked into the garden, through one of the apertures that
+had been left in the wall for the admission of light. Behind a statue of
+Erato, she was sure that she saw coloured drapery floating in the
+moonlight. Moving on to the next aperture, she distinctly perceived
+Eudora standing by the statue; and instead of the graceful serpent,
+Alcibiades knelt before her. His attitude and gesture were impassioned;
+and though the expression of Eudora's countenance could not be seen,
+she was evidently giving him no ungracious audience.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea put her hand to her heart, which throbbed violently with
+painful emotion. Her first thought was to end this interview at all
+hazards; but she was of a timid nature; and when she had folded her robe
+and veil about her, her courage failed. Again she looked through the
+aperture and saw that the arm of Alcibiades rested on the shoulder of
+her misguided friend.</p>
+
+<p>Without taking time for a second thought, she sprang down the remaining
+steps, darted through the private avenue into the garden, and standing
+directly before the deluded girl, she exclaimed, in a tone of earnest
+expostulation, &quot;Eudora!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a half-suppressed scream, the maiden disappeared. Alcibiades, with
+characteristic boldness, seized Philothea's robe, exclaiming, &quot;What have
+we here? So help me Aphrodite! it is the lovely Canephora of the
+gardens! Now Eros forsake me if I lose this chance to look on her
+heavenly face again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He attempted to raise the veil, which the terrified maiden grasped
+convulsively, as she tried to extricate herself from his hold.</p>
+
+<p>At that instant, a stern voice sounded from the opposite wall; and
+Philothea, profiting by the sudden surprise into which Alcibiades was
+thrown, darted through the avenue, bolted the door, and in an instant
+after was within the sanctuary of her own chamber.</p>
+
+<p>Here the tumult of mingled emotion subsided in a flood of tears. She
+mourned over the shameful infatuation of Eudora, and she acutely felt
+the degradation attached to her own accidental share in the scene. With
+these thoughts was mingled deep pity for the pure-minded and excellent
+Phil&aelig;mon. She was sure that it was his voice she had heard from the
+wall; and she rightly conjectured that, after his prolonged interview
+with Anaxagoras, he had partly ascended the ladder leading to the
+house-top, and looked through the fluttering grape-leaves at the
+dwelling of his beloved.</p>
+
+<p>The agitation of her mind prevented all thoughts of sleep. Again and
+again she looked out anxiously. All was hushed and motionless. The
+garden reposed in the moonbeams, like truths, which receive no warmth
+from the heart&mdash;seen only in the clear, cold light of reason. The plants
+were visible, but colourless; and the statues stood immovable in their
+silent, lifeless beauty.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter VI.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Persuasive is the voice of Vice,<br />
+That spreads the insidious snare.</p>
+
+<p align="right">&AElig;SCHYLUS.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Early the next morning, painful as the task was, Philothea went to
+Eudora's room; for she felt that if she ever hoped to save her, she must
+gain influence now.</p>
+
+<p>The maiden had risen from her couch, and was leaning her head on her
+hand, in an attitude of deep thought. She raised her eyes as Philothea
+entered, and her face was instantly suffused with the crimson flush of
+shame. She made no reply to the usual salutations of the morning, but
+with evident agitation twisted and untwisted some shreds that had fallen
+from her embroidery.</p>
+
+<p>For a moment her friend stood irresolute. She felt a strong impulse to
+put her arm around Eudora's neck and conjure her, even for her own sake,
+to be frank and confiding; but the scene in the garden returned to her
+memory, and she recoiled from her beloved companion, as from something
+polluted.</p>
+
+<p>Still ignorant how far the deluded girl was involved, she felt that the
+manner in which she deported herself toward her, might perhaps fix her
+destiny for good or evil. With a kind, but trembling voice, she said,
+&quot;Eudora, will you tell me whether the interview I witnessed last night
+was an appointed one?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora persevered in silence, but her agitation obviously increased.</p>
+
+<p>Her friend looked earnestly in her excited countenance for a moment,
+and then said, &quot;Eudora, I do entreat you to tell me the whole truth in
+this matter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have not yet learned what right you have to inquire,&quot; replied the
+misguided maiden.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea's eyes were filled with tears, as she said, &quot;Does the love we
+have felt for each other from our earliest childhood, give me no claim
+to your confidence? Had we ever a cake, or a bunch of grapes, of which
+one did not reserve for the other the largest and best portion? I well
+remember the day when you broke the little marble kid Phidias had given
+you. You fairly sobbed yourself to sleep in my lap, while I smoothed
+back the silky curls all wet with your tears, and sung my childish songs
+to please you. You came to me with all your infant troubles&mdash;and in our
+maturer years, have we not shared all our thoughts? Oh, still trust to
+the affection that never deceived you. Believe me, dear Eudora, you
+would not wish to conceal your purposes and actions from your earliest
+and best friend, unless you had an inward consciousness of something
+wrong. Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and
+wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what
+to do, it always cautions us what not to do. Have you not of late
+struggled against the warnings of this friendly spirit? Is it safe to
+contend with him, till his voice recedes, like music in the distance,
+and is heard no more?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She looked earnestly in Eudora's face for a moment, and perceiving that
+her feelings were somewhat softened, she added, &quot;I will not again ask
+whether the meeting of last night was an appointed one; for you surely
+would repel the suspicion, if you could do so with truth. It is too
+evident that this insinuating man has fascinated you, as he already has
+done hundreds of others; and for the sake of his transient flattery, you
+have thrown away Phil&aelig;mon's pure and constant love. Yet the passing
+notice of Alcibiades is a distinction you will share with half the
+maidens of Athens. When another new face attracts his fancy, you will be
+forgotten; but you cannot so easily forget your own folly. The friends
+you cast from you can never be regained; tranquillity of mind will
+return no more; conscious innocence, which makes the human countenance a
+tablet for the gods to write upon, can never be restored. And for what
+will you lose all this? Think for a moment what is the destiny of those
+women, who, following the steps of Aspasia, seek happiness in the homage
+paid to triumphant beauty&mdash;youth wasted in restless excitement, and old
+age embittered by the consciousness of deserved contempt. For this, are
+you willing to relinquish the happiness that attends a quiet discharge
+of duty, and the cheerful intercourse of true affection?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a tone of offended pride, Eudora answered: &quot;Philothea, if I were what
+you seem to believe me, your words would be appropriate; but I have
+never had any other thought than that of being the acknowledged wife of
+Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has he then made you believe that he would divorce Hipparete?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes&mdash;he has solemnly sworn it. Such a transaction would have nothing
+remarkable in it. Each revolving moon sees similar events occur in
+Athens. The wife of Pericles had a destiny like that of her namesake; of
+whom the poets write that she was beloved for awhile by Olympian Zeus,
+and afterward changed into a quail. Pericles promised Aspasia that he
+would divorce Asteria and marry her; and he has kept his word. Hipparete
+is not so very beautiful or gifted, as to make it improbable that
+Alcibiades might follow his example.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a relief to my heart,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;to find that you have
+been deluded with hopes, which, however deceitful, render you
+comparatively innocent. But believe me, Eudora, Alcibiades will never
+divorce Hipparete. If he should do so, the law would compel him to
+return her magnificent dowry. Her connections have wealth and influence;
+and her brother Callias has promised that she shall be his heir. The
+paternal fortune of Alcibiades has all been expended, except his estate
+near Erchia; and this he knows full well is quite insufficient to
+support his luxury and pride.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora answered warmly, &quot;If you knew Alcibiades, you would not suspect
+him of such sordid motives. He would throw money into the sea like dust,
+if it stood in the way of his affections.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am well aware of his pompous wastefulness, when he wishes to purchase
+popularity by lavish expenditure,&quot; replied Philothea. &quot;But Alcibiades
+has found hearts a cheap commodity, and he will not buy with drachm&aelig;,
+what he can so easily obtain by flattery. Your own heart, I believe, is
+not really touched. Your imagination is dazzled with his splendid
+chariots of ivory inlaid with silver; his unrivalled stud of Phasian
+horses; his harnesses of glittering brass; the golden armour which he
+loves to display at festivals; his richly-coloured garments, fresh from
+the looms of Sardis, and redolent with the perfumes of the East. You are
+proud of his notice, because you see that other maidens are flattered by
+it; because his statue stands among the Olympionic&aelig;, in the sacred
+groves of Zeus, and because all Athens rings with the praises of his
+beauty, his gracefulness, his magnificence, and his generosity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am not so weak as your words imply,&quot; rejoined Eudora. &quot;I believe that
+I love Alcibiades better than I ever loved Phil&aelig;mon; and if the consent
+of Phidias can be obtained, I cannot see why you should object to our
+marriage.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For a few moments, Philothea remained in hopeless silence; then, in a
+tone of tender expostulation, she continued: &quot;Eudora, I would the power
+were given me to open your eyes before it is too late! If Hipparete be
+not beautiful, she certainly is not unpleasing; her connections have
+high rank and great wealth; she is virtuous and affectionate, and the
+mother of his children. If, with all these claims, she can be so lightly
+turned away for the sake of a lovelier face, what can you expect, when
+your beauty no longer has the charm of novelty? You, who have neither
+wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious
+man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why
+does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for
+Phil&aelig;mon,&quot; replied Eudora; &quot;but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him
+to consult our wishes. I know, better than you possibly can, what
+reasons I have to trust the strength of his affection. Aspasia says she
+has never seen him so deeply in love as he is now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is as I feared,&quot; said Philothea; &quot;the voice of that siren is luring
+you to destruction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora answered, in an angry tone, &quot;I love Aspasia; and it offends me to
+hear her spoken of in this manner. If you are content to be a slave,
+like the other Grecian women, who bring water and grind corn for their
+masters, I have no objection. I have a spirit within me that demands a
+wider field of action, and I enjoy the freedom that reigns in Aspasia's
+house. Alcibiades says he does not blame women for not liking to be shut
+up within four walls all their life-time, ashamed to show their faces
+like other mortals.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Quietly, but sadly, Philothea replied: &quot;Farewell, Eudora. May the powers
+that guide our destiny, preserve you from any real cause for shame. You
+are now living in Calypso's island; and divine beings alone can save you
+from the power of her enchantments.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora made no response, and did not even raise her eyes, as her
+companion left the apartment.</p>
+
+<p>As Philothea passed through the garden, she saw Milza standing in the
+shadow of the vines, feeding a kid with some flowers she held in her
+hand, while Geta was fastening a crimson cord about its neck. A glad
+influence passed from this innocent group into the maiden's heart, like
+the glance of a sunbeam over a dreary landscape.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Is the kid yours, Milza?&quot; she asked, with an affectionate smile.</p>
+
+<p>The happy little peasant raised her eyes with an arch expression, but
+instantly lowered them again, covered with blushes. It was a look that
+told all the secrets of her young heart more eloquently than language.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea had drank freely from those abundant fountains of joy in the
+human soul, which remain hidden till love reveals their existence, as
+secret springs are said to be discovered by a magic wand. With
+affectionate sympathy she placed her hand gently on Milza's head, and
+said, &quot;Be good&mdash;and the gods will ever provide friends for you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The humble lovers gazed after her with a blessing in their eyes; and in
+the consciousness of this, her meek spirit found a solace for the wounds
+Eudora had given.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter VII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>O Zeus! why hast thou given us certain proof<br />
+To know adulterate gold, but stamped no mark,<br />
+Where it is needed most, on man's base metal?</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>When Philothea returned to her grandfather's apartment, she found the
+good old man with an open tablet before him, and the remainder of a rich
+cluster of grapes lying on a shell by his side.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have wanted you, my child,&quot; said he, &quot;Have you heard the news all
+Athens is talking of, that you sought your friend so early in the day?
+You are not wont to be so eager to carry tidings.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have not heard the rumours whereof you speak,&quot; replied Philothea.
+&quot;What is it, my father?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Hipparete went from Aspasia's house to her brother Callias, instead of
+the dwelling of her husband,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras: &quot;by his advice she
+refused to return; and she yesterday appealed to the archons for a
+divorce from Alcibiades, on the plea of his notorious profligacy.
+Alcibiades, hearing of this, rushed into the assembly, with his usual
+boldness, seized his wife in his arms, carried her through the crowd,
+and locked her up in her own apartment. No man ventured to interfere
+with this lawful exercise of his authority. It is rumoured that
+Hipparete particularly accused him of promising marriage to Electra the
+Corinthian, and Eudora, of the household of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For the first time in her life, Philothea turned away her face, to
+conceal its expression, while she inquired in a tremulous tone whether
+these facts had been told to Phil&aelig;mon, the preceding evening.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Some of the guests were speaking of it when he entered,&quot; replied
+Anaxagoras; &quot;but no one alluded to it in his presence. Perhaps he had
+heard the rumour, for he seemed sad and disquieted, and joined little in
+the conversation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Embarrassed by the questions which her grandfather was naturally
+disposed to ask, Philothea briefly confessed that a singular change had
+taken place in Eudora's character, and begged permission to silent on a
+subject so painful to her feelings. She felt strongly inclined to return
+immediately to her deluded friend; but the hopelessness induced by her
+recent conversation, combined with the necessity of superintending Milza
+in some of her household occupations, occasioned a few hours' delay.</p>
+
+<p>As she attempted to cross the garden for that purpose, she saw Eudora
+enter hastily by the private gate, and pass to her own apartment.
+Philothea instantly followed her, and found that she had thrown herself
+on the couch, sobbing violently. She put her arms about her neck, and
+affectionately inquired the cause of her distress.</p>
+
+<p>For a long time the poor girl resisted every soothing effort, and
+continued to weep bitterly. At last, in a voice stifled with sobs, she
+said, &quot;I was indeed deceived; and you, Philothea, was my truest friend;
+as you have always been.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The tender-hearted maiden imprinted a kiss upon her hand, and asked
+whether it was Hipparete's appeal to the archons, that had so suddenly
+convinced her of the falsehood of Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have heard it all,&quot; replied Eudora, with a deep blush; &quot;and I have
+heard my name coupled with epithets never to be repeated to your pure
+ears. I was so infatuated that, after you left me this morning, I sought
+the counsels of Aspasia, to strengthen me in the course I had determined
+to pursue. As I approached her apartment, the voice of Alcibiades met my
+ear. I stopped and listened. I heard him exult in his triumph over
+Hipparete; I heard my name joined with Electra, the wanton Corinthian. I
+heard him boast how easily our affections had been won; I heard&mdash;&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She paused for a few moments, with a look of intense shame, and the
+tears fell fast upon her robe.</p>
+
+<p>In gentle tones Philothea said, &quot;These are precious tears, Eudora. They
+will prove like spring-showers, bringing forth fragrant blossoms.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With sudden impulse, the contrite maiden threw her arms around her neck,
+saying, in a subdued voice, &quot;You must not be so kind to me&mdash;it will
+break my heart.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>By degrees the placid influence of her friend calmed her perturbed
+spirit. &quot;Philothea,&quot; she said, &quot;I promise with solemn earnestness to
+tell you every action of my life, and every thought of my soul; but
+never ask me to repeat all I heard at Aspasia's dwelling. The words went
+through my heart like poisoned arrows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay,&quot; replied Philothea, smiling; &quot;they have healed, not poisoned.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora sighed, as she added, &quot;When I came away, in anger and in shame, I
+heard that false man singing in mockery:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;Count me on the summer trees<br />
+Every leaf that courts the breeze;<br />
+Count me on the foamy deep<br />
+Every wave that sinks to sleep;<br />
+Then when you have numbered these,<br />
+Billowy tides and leafy trees,<br />
+Count me all the flames I prove,<br />
+All the gentle nymphs I love.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Philothea, how could you, who are so pure yourself, see so much clearer
+than I did the treachery of that bad man?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden replied, &quot;Mortals, without the aid of experience, would
+always be aware of the presence of evil, if they sought to put away the
+love of it in their own hearts, and in silent obedience listened to the
+voice of their guiding spirit. Flowers feel the approach of storms, and
+birds need none to teach them the enmity of serpents. This knowledge is
+given to them as perpetually as the sunshine; and they receive it fully,
+because their little lives are all obedience and love.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then, dearest Philothea, you may well know when evil approaches. By
+some mysterious power you have ever known my heart better than I myself
+have known it. I now perceive that you told me the truth when you said I
+was not blinded by love, but by foolish pride. If it were not so, my
+feelings could not so easily have turned to hatred. I have more than
+once tried to deceive you, but you will feel that I am not now speaking
+falsely. The interview you witnessed was the first and only one I ever
+granted to Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea freely expressed her belief in this assertion, and her joy
+that the real character of the graceful hypocrite had so soon been made
+manifest. Her thoughts turned towards Phil&aelig;mon; but certain
+recollections restrained the utterance of his name. They were both
+silent for a few moments; and Eudora's countenance was troubled. She
+looked up earnestly in her friend's face, but instantly turned away her
+eyes, and fixing them on the ground, said, in a low and timid voice, &quot;Do
+you think Phil&aelig;mon can ever love me again?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea felt painfully embarrassed; for when she recollected how
+deeply Phil&aelig;mon was enamoured of purity in women, she dared not answer
+in the language of hope.</p>
+
+<p>While she yet hesitated, Dione came to say that her master required the
+attendance of Eudora alone in his apartment.</p>
+
+<p>Phidias had always exacted implicit obedience from his household, and
+Eudora's gratitude towards him had ever been mingled with fear. The
+consciousness of recent misconduct filled her with extreme dread. Her
+countenance became deadly pale, as she turned toward her friend, and
+said, &quot;Oh, Philothea, go with me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The firm-hearted maiden took her arm gently within her own, and
+whispered, &quot;Speak the truth, and trust in the Divine Powers.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter VIII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Thus it is; I have made those<br />
+Averse to me whom nature formed my friends;<br />
+Those, who from me deserved no ill, to win<br />
+Thy grace, I gave just cause to be my foes;<br />
+And thou, most vile of men, thou hast betrayed me.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Phidias was alone, with a large unfinished drawing before him, on a
+waxen tablet. Various groups of statues were about the room; among which
+was conspicuous the beautiful workmanship of Myron, representing a
+kneeling Paris offering the golden apple to Aphrodite; and by a mode of
+flattery common with Athenian artists, the graceful youth bore the
+features of Alcibiades. Near this group was Hera and Pallas, from the
+hand of Phidias; characterized by a severe majesty of expression, as
+they looked toward Paris and his voluptuous goddess in quiet scorn.</p>
+
+<p>Stern displeasure was visible in the countenance of the great sculptor.
+As the maidens entered, with their faces covered, he looked up, and said
+coldly, &quot;I bade that daughter of unknown parents come into my presence
+unattended.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora keenly felt the reproach implied by the suppression of her name,
+which Phidias deemed she had dishonoured; and the tremulous motion of
+her veil betrayed her agitation.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea spoke in a mild, but firm voice: &quot;Son of Charmides, by the
+friendship of my father, I conjure you do not require me to forsake
+Eudora in this hour of great distress.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a softened tone, Phidias replied: &quot;The daughter of Alcimenes knows
+that for his sake, and for the sake of her own gentle nature, I can
+refuse her nothing.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I give thee thanks,&quot; rejoined the maiden, &quot;and relying on this
+assurance, I will venture to plead for this helpless orphan, whom the
+gods committed to thy charge. The counsels of Aspasia have led her into
+error; and is the son of Charmides blameless, for bringing one so young
+within the influence of that seductive woman?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a short pause, Phidias answered: &quot;Philothea, it is true that my
+pride in her gift of sweet sounds first brought her into the presence of
+that bad and dangerous man; it was contrary to Phil&aelig;mon's wishes, too;
+and in this I have erred. If that giddy damsel can tell me the meeting
+in the garden was not by her own consent, I will again restore her to my
+confidence. Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have
+sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, pitying her distress, said, &quot;Son of Charmides, I do not
+believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but
+remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by
+falsehood. Alcibiades has had no other interview than that one, of which
+the divine Ph&oelig;bus sent a messenger to warn me in my sleep. For that
+fault, the deluded maiden has already suffered a bitter portion of shame
+and grief.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a short silence, Phidias spoke: &quot;Eudora, when I called you
+hither, it was with the determination of sending you to the temple of
+Castor and Polydeuces, there to be offered for sale to your paramour,
+who has already tried, in a secret way, to purchase you, by the
+negociation of powerful friends; but Philothea has not pleaded for you
+in vain. I will not punish your fault so severely as Alcibiades ventured
+to hope. You shall remain under my protection. But from henceforth you
+must never leave your own apartment, without my express permission,
+which will not soon be granted. I dare not trust your sudden repentance;
+and shall therefore order a mastiff to be chained to your door. Dione
+will bring you bread and water only. If you fail in obedience, the fate
+I first intended will assuredly be yours, without time given for
+expostulation. Now go to the room that opens into the garden; and there
+remain, till I send Dione to conduct you to your own apartment.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora was so completely humbled, that these harsh words aroused no
+feeling of offended pride. Her heart was too full for utterance; and her
+eyes so blinded with tears, that, as she turned to leave the apartment,
+she frequently stumbled over the scattered fragments of marble.</p>
+
+<p>It was a day of severe trials for the poor maiden. They had remained but
+a short time waiting for Dione, when Phil&aelig;mon entered, conducted by
+Phidias, who immediately left the apartment. Eudora instantly bowed her
+head upon the couch, and covered her face with her hands.</p>
+
+<p>In a voice tremulous with emotion, the young man said, &quot;Eudora,
+notwithstanding the bitter recollection of where I last saw you, I have
+earnestly wished to see you once more&mdash;to hear from your own lips
+whether the interview I witnessed in the garden was by your own
+appointment. Although many things in your late conduct have surprised
+and grieved me, I am slow to believe that you could have taken a step so
+unmaidenly; particularly at this time, when it has pleased the gods to
+load me with misfortunes. By the affection I once cherished, I entreat
+you to tell me whether that meeting was unexpected.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He waited in vain for any other answer than audible sobs. After a slight
+pause, he continued: &quot;Eudora, I wait for a reply more positive than
+silence. Let me hear from your own lips the words that must decide my
+destiny. Perchance it is the last favour I shall ever ask.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The repentant maiden, without looking up, answered, in broken accents,
+&quot;Phil&aelig;mon, I will not add deceit to other wrongs, I must speak the
+truth, if my heart is broken. I did consent to that interview.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young man bowed his head in silent anguish against one of the
+pillars&mdash;his breast heaved, and his lips quivered. After a hard struggle
+with himself, he said, &quot;Farewell, Eudora. I shall never again intrude
+upon your presence. Many will flatter you; but none will love you as I
+have loved.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a faint shriek, Eudora sprung forward, and threw herself at his
+feet. She would have clasped his knees, but he involuntarily recoiled
+from her touch, and gathered the folds of his robe about him.</p>
+
+<p>Then the arrow entered deeply into her heart, She rested her burning
+forehead against the marble pillar, and said, in tones of agonized
+entreaty, &quot;I never met him but once.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, who during this scene had wept like an infant, laid her hand
+beseechingly on his arm, and added, &quot;Son of Ch&aelig;rila&uuml;s, remember that
+was the only interview.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon shook his head mournfully, as he replied, &quot;But I cannot forget
+that it was an appointed one.&mdash;We can never meet again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He turned hastily to leave the room; but lingered on the threshold, and
+looked back upon Eudora with an expression of unutterable sadness.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea perceived the countenance of her unhappy friend grow rigid
+beneath his gaze. She hastened to raise her from the ground whereon she
+knelt, and received her senseless in her arms.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter IX.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Fare thee well, perfidious maid!<br />
+My soul,&mdash;its fondest hopes betrayed,<br />
+Betrayed, perfidious girl, by thee,&mdash;<br />
+Is now on wing for liberty.<br />
+I fly to seek a kindlier sphere,<br />
+Since thou hast ceased to love me here.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Not long after the parting interview with Eudora, Phil&aelig;mon, sad and
+solitary, slowly wended his way from Athens. As he passed along the
+banks of the Illyssus, he paused for a moment, and stood with folded
+arms, before the chaste and beautiful little temple of Agrotera, the
+huntress with the unerring bow.</p>
+
+<p>The temple was shaded by lofty plane trees, and thickly intertwined
+willows, among which transparent rivulets glided in quiet beauty; while
+the marble nymphs, with which the grove was adorned, looked modestly
+down upon the sparkling waters, as if awe-stricken by the presence of
+their sylvan goddess.</p>
+
+<p>A well-known voice said, &quot;Enter Phil&aelig;mon. It is a beautiful retreat. The
+soft verdant grass tempts to repose; a gentle breeze brings fragrance
+from the blossoms; and the grasshoppers are chirping with a summer-like
+and sonorous sound. Enter, my son.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thanks, Anaxagoras,&quot; replied Phil&aelig;mon, as he moved forward to give and
+receive the cordial salutation of his friend: &quot;I have scarcely travelled
+far enough to need repose; but the day is sultry, and this balmy air is
+indeed refreshing.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Whither leads your path, my son?&quot; inquired the good old man. &quot;I
+perceive that no servant follows you with a seat whereon to rest, when
+you wish to enjoy the prospect, and your garments are girded about you,
+like one who travels afar.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I seek Mount Hymettus, my father,&quot; replied Phil&aelig;mon: &quot;There I shall
+stop to-night, to take my last look of Athens. To-morrow, I join a
+company on their way to Persia; where they say Athenian learning is
+eagerly sought by the Great King and his nobles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And would you have left Athens without my blessing?&quot; inquired
+Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting,&quot; rejoined
+Phil&aelig;mon. &quot;Not even my beloved Paralus is aware that the homeless
+outcast of ungrateful Athens has left her walls forever.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher endeavoured to speak, but his voice was tremulous
+with emotion. After a short pause, he put his arm within Phil&aelig;mon's, and
+said, &quot;My son, we will journey together. I shall easily find my way back
+to Athens before the lamps of evening are lighted.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young man spoke of the wearisome walk; and reminded him that Ibycus,
+the beloved of the gods, was murdered while returning to the city after
+twilight. But the philosopher replied, &quot;My old limbs are used to
+fatigue, and everybody knows that the plain robe of Anaxagoras conceals
+no gold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As they passed along through the smiling fields of Agra, the
+cheerfulness of the scene redoubled the despondency of the exile. Troops
+of laughing girls were returning from the vineyards with baskets full
+of grapes; women were grinding corn, singing merrily, as they toiled;
+groups of boys were throwing quoits, or seated on the grass eagerly
+playing at dice, and anon filling the air with their shouts; in one
+place was a rural procession in honour of Dionysus; in another, loads of
+pure Pentelic marble were on their way from the quarry, to increase the
+architectural glory of Athens.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I could almost envy that senseless stone!&quot; exclaimed Phil&aelig;mon. &quot;It goes
+where I have spent many a happy hour, and where I shall never enter
+more. It is destined for the Temple of the Muses, which Plato is causing
+to be built among the olive-groves of Academus. The model is more
+beautifully simple than anything I have ever seen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The grove of Academus is one of the few places now remaining where
+virtue is really taught and encouraged,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras. &quot;As for
+these new teachers, misnamed philosophers, they are rapidly hastening
+the decay of a state whose diseases produced them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A few days since, I heard one of the sophists talking to crowds of
+people in the old Agora,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon; &quot;and truly his doctrines
+formed a strange contrast with the severe simplicity of virtue expressed
+in the countenances of Solon, Aristides, and the other god-like statues
+that stood around him. He told the populace that it was unquestionably a
+great blessing to commit an injury with impunity; but as there was more
+evil in suffering an injury than there was good in committing one, it
+was necessary to have the subject regulated by laws: that justice,
+correctly defined, meant nothing more than the interest of the
+strongest; that a just man always fared worse than the unjust, because
+he neglected to aggrandize himself by dishonest actions, and thus became
+unpopular among his acquaintances; while those who were less scrupulous,
+grew rich and were flattered. He said the weak very naturally considered
+justice as a common right; but he who had power, if he had likewise
+courage, would never submit to any such agreement: that they who praised
+virtue, did it because they had some object to gain from those who had
+less philosophy than themselves; and these pretended worthies, if they
+could act invisibly, would soon be found in the same path with the
+villain. He called rhetoric the noblest of the arts, because it enabled
+an ignorant man to appear to know as much as one who was thoroughly
+master of his subject. Some of the people demanded what he had to say of
+the gods, since he had spoken so ably of men. With an unpleasant mixture
+of derision and feigned humility, the sophist replied, that he left such
+vast subjects to be discussed by the immortal Socrates. He forthwith
+left the Agora, and many a loud laugh and profane jest followed his
+departure. When such doctrines can be uttered without exciting
+indignation, it is easy to foresee the destinies of the state.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thucydides speaks truly,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras: &quot;In the history he is
+writing, he says,&mdash;The Athenian people are beginning to be more fond of
+calling dishonest men able, than simple men honest; and that statesmen
+begin to be ashamed of the more worthy title, while they take pride in
+the other: thus sincerity, of which there is much in generous natures,
+will be laughed down; while wickedness and hypocrisy are everywhere
+triumphant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But evil grows weary of wearing a mask in reluctant homage to good,&quot;
+replied Phil&aelig;mon; &quot;she is ever seeking to push it aside, with the hope
+that men may become accustomed to her face, and find more beauty
+therein, than in the disguise she wears. The hidden thought at last
+struggles forth into expression, and cherished passions assume a form in
+action. One of the sophists has already given notice that he can teach
+any young man how to prove that right is wrong, or wrong is right. It is
+said that Xanthippus has sent his son to benefit by these instructions,
+with a request that he may learn the art thoroughly, but be taught to
+use it only in the right way.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your words are truth, my son,&quot; answered the philosopher; &quot;and the blame
+should rest on those who taint the stream at its source, rather than
+with them who thoughtlessly drink of it in its wanderings. The great and
+the gifted of Athens, instead of yielding reverent obedience to the
+unchangeable principle of truth, have sought to make it the servant of
+their own purposes. Forgetful of its eternal nature, they strive to
+change it into arbitrary forms of their own creating; and then marvel
+because other minds present it in forms more gross and disgusting than
+their own. They do not ask what is just or unjust, true or untrue, but
+content themselves with recommending virtue, as far as it advances
+interest, or contributes to popularity; and when virtue ceases to be
+fashionable, the multitude can no longer find a satisfactory reason for
+adhering to it. But when the teachers of the populace hear their vulgar
+pupils boldly declare that vice is as good as virtue, provided a man can
+follow it with success, pride prevents them from seeing that this maxim
+is one of their own doctrines stripped of its equestrian robes, and
+shown in democratic plainness. They did not venture to deride the gods,
+or even to assert that they took no cognizance of human affairs; but
+they declared that offences against divine beings might be easily atoned
+for by a trifling portion of their own gifts&mdash;a sheep, a basket of
+fruit, or a few grains of salt, offered at stated seasons, with becoming
+decorum; and then when alone together, they smiled that such concessions
+were necessary to satisfy the superstitions of the vulgar. But disbelief
+in divine beings, and the eternal nature of truth, cannot long be
+concealed by pouring the usual libations, or maintaining a cautious
+reserve. The whispered opinions of false philosophers will soon be
+loudly echoed by the popular voice, which is less timid, because it is
+more honest. Even thus did Midas laboriously conceal the deformity of
+his head; but his barber, who saw him without disguise, whispered his
+secret in the earth, and when the winds arose, the voices of a thousand
+reeds proclaimed to the world, 'King Midas hath ass's ears.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The secret has already been whispered to the ground,&quot; answered
+Phil&aelig;mon, smiling: &quot;If it were not so, the comic writers would not be
+able to give with impunity such grotesque and disgusting representations
+of the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And yet,&quot; rejoined the old man, &quot;I hear that Hermippus, who has himself
+personified Hera on the stage, as an angry woman attempting to strike
+infuriated Zeus, is about to arraign me before the public tribunal,
+because I said the sun was merely a great ball of fire. This he
+construes into blasphemy against the life-giving Ph&oelig;bus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The accusation may be thus worded,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon; &quot;but your real crime
+is that you stay away from political assemblies, and are therefore
+suspected of being unfriendly to democratic institutions. Demos
+reluctantly admits that the right to hold such opinions is an inherent
+part of liberty. Soothe the vanity of the dicasts by humble
+acknowledgments, and gratify their avarice by a plentiful distribution
+of drachm&aelig;; flatter the self-conceit of the Athenians, by assurances
+that they are the greatest, most glorious, and most consistent people
+upon earth; be careful that Cleon the tanner, and Thearion the baker,
+and Theophrastus the maker of lyres, are supplicated and praised in due
+form&mdash;and, take my word for it, the gods will be left to punish you for
+whatever offences you commit against them. They will receive no
+assistance from the violet-crowned city.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And you, my son,&quot; replied the philosopher, &quot;would never have been
+exiled from Athens, if you had debated in the porticos with young
+citizens, who love to exhibit their own skill in deciding whether the
+true cause of the Trojan war were Helen, or the ship that carried her
+away, or the man that built the ship, or the wood whereof it was made;
+if in your style you had imitated the swelling pomp of Isagoras, where
+one solitary idea is rolled over and over in an ocean of words, like a
+small pearl tossed about in the &AElig;gean; if you had supped with
+Hyperbolus, or been seen in the agoras, walking arm in arm with Cleon.
+With such a man as you to head their party, Pericles could not always
+retain the ascendancy, by a more adroit use of their own weapons.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;As soon would I league myself with the Odomantians of Thrace!&quot;
+exclaimed Phil&aelig;mon, with an expression of strong disgust. &quot;It is such
+men who destroy the innocence of a republic, and cause that sacred name
+to become a mockery among tyrants. The mean-souled wretches! Men who
+take from the poor daily interest for a drachma, and spend it in
+debauchery. Citizens who applauded Pericles because he gave them an
+obolus for a vote, and are now willing to see him superseded by any man
+that will give two oboli instead of one! No, my father&mdash;I could unite
+with none but an honest party&mdash;men who love the state and forget
+themselves; and such are not now found in Athens. The few that exist
+dare not form a barrier against the powerful current that would
+inevitably drive them to destruction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You speak truth, Phil&aelig;mon,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras: &quot;Pallas Athen&aelig; seems
+to have deserted her chosen people. The proud Spartans openly laugh at
+our approaching downfall, while the smooth Persians watch for a
+favourable moment to destroy the freedom already rendered so weak by its
+own insanity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The fault will be attributed to democratic principles,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon;
+&quot;but the real difficulty exists in that love of power which hides itself
+beneath the mask of Democracy, until a corrupted public can endure its
+undisguised features without execration. No one can believe that
+Pericles lessened the power of the Areopagus from a sincere conviction
+that it was for the good of the people. It was done to obtain personal
+influence, by purchasing the favour of those who had sufficient reasons
+for desiring a less equitable tribunal. Nor could he have ever supposed
+that the interests of the republic would be advanced by men whom the
+gift of an obolus could induce to vote. The Athenians have been spoiled
+by ambitious demagogues, who now try to surfeit them with flattery, as
+nurses seek to pacify noisy children with sponges dipped in honey. They
+strive to drown the din of domestic discord in boasts of foreign
+conquests; and seek to hide corruption in a blaze of glory, as they
+concealed their frauds amid the flames of the treasury.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pericles no doubt owes his great popularity to skill in availing
+himself of existing circumstances,&quot; replied Anaxagoras; &quot;and I am afraid
+that the same motives for corrupting, and the same willingness to be
+corrupted, will always be found in democratic institutions.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has always been matter of surprise to me,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon, &quot;that one
+so humble and frugal as yourself, and so zealous for the equal rights of
+all men, even the meanest citizens, should yet be so little friendly to
+that popular idol which the Athenians call Demos.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher rejoined: &quot;When I was young, I heard it said of
+Lycurgus, that being asked why he, who was such a friend to equality,
+did not bestow a democratic government upon Sparta, he answered: &quot;Go and
+try a democracy in your own house.&quot; The reply pleased me; and a long
+residence in Athens has not yet taught me to believe that a man who is
+governed by ten thousand masters has more freedom than he who is
+governed by one.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If kings had the same natural affection for their subjects that parents
+have for their children, the comparison of Lycurgus would be just,&quot;
+answered Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what think you of the paternal kindness of this republican decree
+whereby five thousand citizens have been sold into slavery, because the
+unjust confiscation of their estates rendered them unable to pay their
+debts?&quot; said Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Such an edict was passed because Athens is <i>not</i> a republic,&quot; replied
+Phil&aelig;mon. &quot;All things are under the control of Pericles; and Aspasia
+rules him. When she heard that I remonstrated against his shameful
+marriage, she said she would sooner or later bring a Trojan horse into
+my house. She has fulfilled her threat by the same means that enabled
+Pericles to destroy the political power of some of his most influential
+enemies.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pericles has indeed obtained unbounded influence,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras;
+&quot;but he did it by counterfeiting the very principle that needed to be
+checked; and this is so easily counterfeited, that democracy is always
+in danger of becoming tyranny in disguise. The Athenians are as servile
+to their popular idol, as the Persians to their hereditary one; but the
+popular idol seeks to sustain his power by ministering to that love of
+change, which allows nothing to remain sacred and established. Hence,
+two opposite evils are combined in action&mdash;the reality of despotism
+with the form of democracy; the power of a tyrant with the
+irresponsibility of a multitude. But, in judging of Pericles, you, my
+son, should strive to guard against political enmity, as I do against
+personal affection. It cannot be denied that he has often made good use
+of his influence. When Cimon brought the remains of Theseus to Athens,
+and a temple was erected over them in obedience to the oracle, it was he
+who suggested to the people that a hero celebrated for relieving the
+oppressed could not be honoured more appropriately than by making his
+temple a refuge for abused slaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Friendly as I am to a government truly republican,&quot; answered Phil&aelig;mon,
+&quot;it is indeed difficult to forgive the man who seduces a democracy to
+the commission of suicide, for his own advancement. His great abilities
+would receive my admiration, if they were not employed in the service of
+ambition. As for this new edict, it will prove a rebounding arrow,
+striking him who sent it. He will find ten enemies for one in the
+kindred of the banished.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;While we have been talking thus sadly,&quot; said the old philosopher, &quot;the
+fragrant thyme and murmuring bees give cheerful notice that we are
+approaching Mount Hymettus. I see the worthy peasant, Tellus, from whom
+I have often received refreshment of bread and grapes; and if it please
+you we will share his bounty now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The peasant respectfully returned their friendly greeting, and readily
+furnished clusters from his luxuriant vineyard. As the travellers seated
+themselves beneath the shelter of the vines, Tellus asked, &quot;What news
+from Athens?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;None of importance,&quot; replied Anaxagoras, &quot;excepting rumours of
+approaching war, and this new edict, by which so many citizens are
+suddenly reduced to poverty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There are always those in Athens who are like the eel-catchers, that
+choose to have the waters troubled,&quot; observed the peasant. &quot;When the lake
+is still, they lose their labour; but when the mud is well stirred, they
+take eels in plenty. My son says he gets twelve oboli for a conger-eel,
+in the Athenian markets; and that is a goodly price.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The travellers smiled, and contented themselves with praising his
+grapes, without further allusion to the politics of Athens. But Tellus
+resumed the discourse, by saying, &quot;So, I hear my old neighbour,
+Philargus, has been tried for idleness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Even so,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras; &quot;and his condemnation has proved the
+best luck he ever had. The severe sentence of death was changed into a
+heavy fine; and Lysidas, the Spartan, immediately begged to be
+introduced to him, as the only gentleman he had seen or heard of in
+Athens. He has paid the fine for him, and invited him to Laced&aelig;mon;
+that he may show his proud countrymen one Athenian who does not disgrace
+himself by industry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That comes of having the Helots among them,&quot; said Tellus. &quot;My boy
+married a Spartan wife, and I can assure you she is a woman that looks
+lightning, and speaks mustard. When my son first told her to take the
+fish from his basket, she answered angrily, that she was no Helot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I heard this same Lysidas, the other day,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon, &quot;boasting
+that the Spartans were the only real freemen; and Laced&aelig;mon the only
+place where courage and virtue always found a sure reward. I asked him
+what reward the Helots had for bravery or virtue. 'They are not
+scourged; and that is sufficient reward for the base hounds,' was his
+contemptuous reply. He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow
+freedom on their slaves; and likes the custom which permits boys to whip
+them, merely to remind them of their bondage. He ridicules the idea that
+injustice will weaken the strength of Sparta, because the gods are
+enemies to injustice. He says the sun of liberty shines brighter with
+the dark atmosphere of slavery around it; as temperance seems more
+lovely to the Spartan youth, after they have seen the Helots made
+beastly drunk for their amusement. He seems to forget that the passions
+are the same in every human breast; and that it is never wise in any
+state to create natural enemies at her own doors. But the Laced&aelig;monians
+make it a rule never to speak of danger from their slaves. They remind
+me of the citizens of Amycl&aelig;, who, having been called from their
+occupations by frequent rumours of war, passed a vote that no man should
+be allowed, under heavy penalties, to believe any report of intended
+invasion. When the enemy really came, no man dared to speak of their
+approach, and Amycl&aelig; was easily conquered. Lysidas boasted of salutary
+cruelty; and in the same breath told me the Helots loved their masters.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;As the Spartan boys love Orthia, at whose altar they yearly receive a
+bloody whipping,&quot; said Tellus, laughing.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is one great mistake in Laced&aelig;monian institutions,&quot; observed
+Anaxagoras: &quot;They seek to avoid the degrading love of money, by placing
+every citizen above the necessity of laborious occupation; but they
+forget that the love of tyranny may prove an evil still more dangerous
+to the state.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You speak justly, my father,&quot; answered Phil&aelig;mon: &quot;The Athenian law,
+which condemns any man for speaking disrespectfully of his neighbour's
+trade, is most wise; and it augurs ill for Athens that some of her young
+equestrians begin to think it unbecoming to bring home provisions for
+their own dinner from the agoras.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alcibiades, for instance!&quot; exclaimed the philosopher: &quot;He would
+consider himself disgraced by any other burthen than his fighting
+quails, which he carries out to take the air.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon started up suddenly&mdash;for the name of Alcibiades stung him like
+a serpent. Immediately recovering his composure, he turned to recompense
+the hospitality of the honest peasant, and to bid him a friendly
+farewell.</p>
+
+<p>But Tellus answered bluntly; &quot;No, young Athenian; I like your
+sentiments, and will not touch your coin. The gods bless you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The travellers having heartily returned his parting benediction, slowly
+ascended Mount Hymettus. When they paused to rest upon its summit, a
+glorious prospect lay stretched out before them. On the north, were
+Megara, Eleusis, and the cynosure of Marathon; in the south, numerous
+islands, like a flock of birds, reposed on the bright bosom of the
+Aegean; to the west, was the broad Pir&aelig;us with its thousand ships, and
+Athens in all her magnificence of beauty; while the stately buildings of
+distant Corinth mingled with the cloudless sky. The declining sun threw
+his refulgent mantle over the lovely scene, and temples, towers, and
+villas glowed in the purple light.</p>
+
+<p>The travellers stood for a few moments in perfect silence&mdash;Phil&aelig;mon
+with folded arms, and Anaxagoras leaning on his staff. At length, in
+tones of deep emotion, the young man exclaimed, &quot;Oh, Athens, how I have
+loved thee! Thy glorious existence has been a part of my own being! For
+thy prosperity how freely would I have poured out my blood! The gods
+bless thee, and save thee from thyself!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who could look upon her and not bless her in his heart?&quot; said the old
+philosopher: &quot;There she stands, fair as the heaven-born Pallas, in all
+her virgin majesty! But alas for Athens, when every man boasts of his
+own freedom, and no man respects the freedom of his neighbour. Peaceful,
+she seems, in her glorious beauty; but the volcano is heaving within,
+and already begins to throw forth its showers of smoke and stones.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Would that the gods had permitted me to share her dangers&mdash;to die and
+mingle with her beloved soil!&quot; exclaimed Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>The venerable philosopher looked up, and saw intense wretchedness in the
+countenance of his youthful friend. He laid his hand kindly upon
+Phil&aelig;mon's arm; &quot;Nay, my son,&quot; said he; &quot;You must not take this unjust
+decree so much to heart. Of Athens nothing can be so certainly predicted
+as change. Things as trifling as the turning of a shell may restore you
+to your rights. You can even now return, if you will submit to be a mere
+sojourner in Athens. After all, what vast privileges do you lose with
+your citizenship. You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges, instead of the
+Lyceum or the Academia; but in this, the great Themistocles has given
+you honourable example. You will not be allowed to enter the theatre
+while the Athenians keep the second day of their festival Anthesteria;
+but to balance this privation, you are forbidden to vote, and are thus
+freed from all blame belonging to unjust and capricious laws.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My father, playful words cannot cure the wound,&quot; replied the exile,
+seriously: &quot;The cherished recollections of years cannot be so easily
+torn from the heart. Athens, with all her faults, is still my own, my
+beautiful, my beloved land. They might have killed me, if they would, if
+I had but died an Athenian citizen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He spoke with a voice deeply agitated; but after a few moments of forced
+composure, he continued more cheerfully: &quot;Let us speak of other
+subjects. We are standing here, on the self-same spot where Aristo and
+Perictione laid the infant Plato, while they sacrificed to the
+life-giving Ph&oelig;bus. It was here the bees clustered about his infant
+mouth, and his mother hailed the omen of his future eloquence. Commend
+me to that admirable man, and tell him I shall vainly seek throughout
+the world to find another Plato.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Commend me likewise to the Persian Artaphernes. To his bounty I am much
+indebted. Lest he should hope that I carry away feelings hostile to
+Athens, and favourable to her enemies, say to the kind old man, that
+Phil&aelig;mon will never forget his country or his friends. I have left a
+long letter to Paralus, in which my full heart has but feebly expressed
+its long-cherished friendship. When you return, you will find a trifling
+token of remembrance for yourself and Philothea. May Pallas shower her
+richest blessings upon that pure and gifted maiden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With some hesitation, Anaxagoras said, &quot;You make no mention of Eudora;
+and I perceive that both you and Philothea are reserved when her name is
+mentioned. Do not believe every idle rumour, my son. The gayety of a
+light-hearted maiden is often unmixed with boldness, or crime. Do not
+cast her from you too lightly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his
+feelings. Then turning abruptly, he pressed the old man's hand, and
+said, &quot;Bid Philothea, guide and cherish her deluded friend, for my sake.
+And now, farewell, Anaxagoras! Farewell, forever! my kind, my good old
+master. May the gods bless the wise counsels and virtuous example you
+have given me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The venerable philosopher stretched forth his arms to embrace him. The
+young man threw himself upon that friendly bosom, and overcome by a
+variety of conflicting emotions, sobbed aloud.</p>
+
+<p>As they parted, Anaxagoras again pressed Phil&aelig;mon to his heart, and
+said, &quot;May that God, whose numerous attributes the Grecians worship,
+forever bless thee, my dear son.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter X.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Courage, Orestes! if the lots hit right,<br />
+If the black pebbles don't exceed the white,<br />
+You're safe.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Pericles sought to please the populace by openly using his influence to
+diminish the power of the Areopagus; and a decree had been passed that
+those who denied the existence of the gods, or introduced new opinions
+about celestial things, should be tried by the people. This event proved
+fortunate for some of his personal friends; for Hermippus soon laid
+before the Thesmothet&aelig; Archons an accusation of blasphemy against
+Anaxagoras, Phidias, and Aspasia. The case was tried before the fourth
+Assembly of the people; and the fame of the accused, together with the
+well-known friendship of Pericles, attracted an immense crowd; insomuch
+that the Prytaneum was crowded to overflowing. The prisoners came in,
+attended by the Phylarchi of their different wards. Anaxagoras retained
+his usual bland expression and meek dignity. Phidias walked with a
+haughtier tread, and carried his head more proudly. Aspasia was veiled;
+but as she glided along, gracefully as a swan on the bosom of still
+waters, loud murmurs of approbation were heard from the crowd. Pericles
+seated himself near them, with deep sadness on his brow. The moon had
+not completed its revolution since he had seen Phidias arraigned before
+the Second Assembly of the people, charged by Menon, one of his own
+pupils, with having defrauded the state of gold appropriated to the
+statue of Pallas. Fortunately, the sculptor had arranged the precious
+metal so that it could be taken off and weighed; and thus his innocence
+was easily made manifest. But the great statesman had seen, by many
+indications, that the blow was in part aimed at himself through his
+friends; and that his enemies were thus trying to ascertain how far the
+people could be induced to act in opposition to his well-known wishes.
+The cause had been hurried before the assembly, and he perceived that
+his opponents were there in great numbers. As soon as the Epistates
+began to read the accusation, Pericles leaned forward, and burying his
+face in his robe, remained motionless.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras was charged with not having offered victims to the gods; and
+with having blasphemed the divine Ph&oelig;bus, by saying the sun was only a
+huge ball of fire. Being called upon to answer whether he were guilty of
+this offence, he replied: &quot;Living victims I have never sacrificed to the
+gods; because, like the Pythagoreans, I object to the shedding of blood;
+but, like the disciples of their sublime philosopher, I have duly
+offered on their altars small goats and rams made of wax. I did say I
+believed the sun to be a great ball of fire; and deemed not that in so
+doing I had blasphemed the divine Ph&oelig;bus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When he had finished, it was proclaimed aloud that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak. Cleon arose, and said it was well
+known to the disciples of Anaxagoras, that he taught the existence of
+but one God. Euripides, Pericles, and others who had been his pupils,
+were separately called to bear testimony; and all said he taught One
+Universal Mind, of which all other divinities were the attributes; even
+as Homer represented the inferior deities subordinate to Zeus.</p>
+
+<p>When the philosopher was asked whether he believed in the gods, he
+answered, &quot;I do: but I believe in them as the representatives of various
+attributes in One Universal Mind.&quot; He was then required to swear by all
+the gods, and by the dreaded Erinnys, that he had spoken truly.</p>
+
+<p>The Prytanes informed the assembly that their vote must decide whether
+this avowed doctrine r endered Anaxagoras of Clazomen&aelig; worthy of death.
+A brazen urn was carried round, in which every citizen deposited a
+pebble. When counted, the black pebbles predominated over the white, and
+Anaxagoras was condemned to die.</p>
+
+<p>The old man heard it very calmly, and replied: &quot;Nature pronounced that
+sentence upon me before I was born. Do what you will, Athenians, ye can
+only injure the outward case of Anaxagoras; the real, immortal
+Anaxagoras is beyond your power.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phidias was next arraigned, and accused of blasphemy, in having carved
+the likeness of himself and Pericles on the shield of heaven-born
+Pallas; and of having said that he approved the worship of the gods,
+merely because he wished to have his own works adored. The sculptor
+proudly replied, &quot;I never declared that my own likeness, or that of
+Pericles, was on the shield of heaven-born Pallas; nor can any Athenian
+prove that I ever intended to place them there. I am not answerable for
+offences which have their origin in the eyes of the multitude. If
+<i>their</i> quick discernment be the test, crimes may be found written even
+on the glowing embers of our household altars. I never said I approved
+the worship of the gods because I wished to have my own works adored;
+for I should have deemed it irreverent thus to speak of divine beings.
+Some learned and illustrious guests, who were at the symposium in
+Aspasia's house, discoursed concerning the worship of images, apart from
+the idea of any divine attributes, which they represented. I said I
+approved not of this; and playfully added, that if it were otherwise, I
+might perchance be excused for sanctioning the worship of mere images,
+since mortals were ever willing to have their own works adored.&quot; The
+testimony of Pericles, Alcibiades, and Plato, confirmed the truth of his
+words.</p>
+
+<p>Cleon declared it was commonly believed that Phidias decoyed the maids
+and matrons of Athens to his house, under the pretence of seeing
+sculpture; but in reality to minister to the profligacy of Pericles. The
+sculptor denied the charge; and required that proof should be given of
+one Athenian woman, who had visited his house, unattended by her husband
+or her father. The enemies of Pericles could easily have procured such
+evidence with gold; but when Cleon sought again to speak, the Prytanes
+commanded silence; and briefly reminded the people that the Fourth
+Assembly had power to decide concerning religious matters only.
+Hermippus, in a speech of considerable length, urged that Phidias seldom
+sacrificed to the gods; and that he must have intended likenesses on the
+shield of Pallas, because even Athenian children recognized them.</p>
+
+<p>The brazen urn was again passed round, and the black pebbles were more
+numerous than they had been when the fate of Anaxagoras was decided.
+When Phidias heard the sentence, he raised himself to his full stature,
+and waving his right arm over the crowd, said, in a loud voice: &quot;Phidias
+can never die! Athens herself will live in the fame of Charmides' son.&quot;
+His majestic figure and haughty bearing awed the multitude; and some,
+repenting of the vote they had given, said, &quot;Surely, invisible Ph&oelig;bus
+is with him!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia was next called to answer the charges brought against her. She
+had dressed herself, in deep mourning, as if appealing to the compassion
+of the citizens; and her veil was artfully arranged to display an arm
+and shoulder of exquisite whiteness and beauty, contrasted with glossy
+ringlets of dark hair, that carelessly rested on it. She was accused of
+saying that the sacred baskets of Demeter contained nothing of so much
+importance as the beautiful maidens who carried them; and that the
+temple of Poseidon was enriched with no offerings from those who had
+been wrecked, notwithstanding their supplications&mdash;thereby implying
+irreverent doubts of the power of Ocean's god. To this, Aspasia, in
+clear and musical tones, replied: &quot;I said not that the sacred baskets of
+Demeter contained nothing of so much importance as the beautiful maidens
+who carried them. But, in playful allusion to the love of beauty, so
+conspicuous in Alcibiades, I said that <i>he</i>, who was initiated into the
+mysteries of Eleusis, might think, the baskets less attractive than the
+lovely maidens who carried them. Irreverence was not in my thoughts;
+but inasmuch as my careless words implied it, I have offered atoning
+sacrifices to the mother of Persephone, during which I abstained from
+all amusements. When I declared that the temple of Poseidon contained no
+offerings in commemoration of men that had been wrecked, I said it in
+reproof of those who fail to supplicate the gods for the manes of the
+departed. They who perish on the ocean, may have offended Poseidon, or
+the Virgin Sisters of the Deep; and on their altars should offerings be
+laid by surviving friends.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No man can justly accuse me of disbelief in the gods; for it is well
+known that with every changing moon I offer on the altars of Aphrodite,
+doves and sparrows, with baskets of apples, roses and myrtles: and who
+in Athens has not seen the ivory car drawn by golden swans, which the
+grateful Aspasia placed in the temple of that love-inspiring deity?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phidias could scarcely restrain a smile, as he listened to this defence;
+and when the fair casuist swore by all the gods, and by the Erinnys,
+that she had spoken truly, Anaxagoras looked up involuntarily, with an
+expression of child-like astonishment. Alcibiades promptly corroborated
+her statement. Plato, being called to testify, gravely remarked that she
+had uttered those words, and she alone could explain her motives. The
+populace seemed impressed in her favour; and when it was put to vote
+whether sentence of death should be passed, an universal murmur arose,
+of &quot;Exile! Exile!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The Epistates requested that all who wished to consider it a question of
+exile, rather than of death, would signify the same by holding up their
+hands. With very few exceptions, the crowd were inclined to mercy.
+Hermippus gave tokens of displeasure, and hastily rose to accuse Aspasia
+of corrupting the youth of Athens, by the introduction of singing and
+dancing women, and by encouraging the matrons of Greece to appear
+unveiled.</p>
+
+<p>A loud laugh followed his remarks; for the comic actor was himself far
+from aiding public morals by an immaculate example.</p>
+
+<p>The Prytanes again reminded him that charges of this nature must be
+decided by the First Assembly of the people; and, whether true or
+untrue, ought to have no influence on religious questions brought before
+the Fourth Assembly.</p>
+
+<p>Hermippus was perfectly aware of this; but he deemed that the vote might
+be affected by his artful suggestion.</p>
+
+<p>The brazen urn was again carried round; and fifty-one pebbles only
+appeared in disapprobation of exile.</p>
+
+<p>Then Pericles arose, and looked around him with calm dignity. He was
+seldom seen in public, even at entertainments; hence, something of
+sacredness was attached to his person, like the Salaminian galley
+reserved for great occasions. A murmur like the Distant ocean was heard,
+as men whispered to each other, &quot;Lo, Pericles is about to speak!&quot; When
+the tumult subsided, he said, in a loud voice, &quot;If any here can accuse
+Pericles of having enriched himself at the expense of the state, let him
+hold up his right hand!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Not a hand was raised&mdash;for his worst enemies could not deny that he was
+temperate and frugal.</p>
+
+<p>After a slight pause, he again resumed: &quot;If any man can show that
+Pericles ever asked a public favour for himself or his friends, let him
+speak!&quot; No words were uttered; but a murmur of discontent was heard in
+the vicinity of Cleon and Hermippus.</p>
+
+<p>The illustrious statesman folded his arms, and waited in quiet majesty
+for the murmur to assume a distinct form. When all was hashed, he
+continued: &quot;If any man believes that Athens has declined in beauty,
+wealth, or power, since the administration of Pericles, let him give his
+opinion freely!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>National enthusiasm was kindled; and many voices exclaimed, &quot;Hail
+Pericles! All hail to Athens in her glory!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The statesman gracefully waved his hand toward the multitude, as he
+replied, &quot;Thanks, friends and brother-citizens. Who among you is
+disposed to grant to Pericles one favour, not inconsistent with your
+laws, or in opposition to the decrees of this assembly?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A thousand hands were instantly raised. Pericles again expressed his
+thanks, and said, &quot;The favour I have to ask is, that the execution of
+these decrees be suspended, until the oracle of Amphiaraus can be
+consulted. If it please you, let a vote be taken who shall be the
+messenger.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The proposal was accepted; and Antiphon, a celebrated diviner, appointed
+to consult the oracle.</p>
+
+<p>As the crowd dispersed, Cleon muttered to Hermippus, &quot;By Circe! I
+believe he has given the Athenians philtres to make them love him. No
+wonder Archidamus of Sparta said, that when he threw Pericles in
+wrestling, he insisted he was never down, and persuaded the very
+spectators to believe him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras and Phidias, being under sentence of death, were placed in
+prison, until the people should finally decide upon their fate. The old
+philosopher cheerfully employed his hours in attempts to square the
+circle. The sculptor carved a wooden image, with many hands and feet,
+and without a head; upon the pedestal of which he inscribed Demos, and
+secretly reserved it as a parting gift to the Athenian people.</p>
+
+<p>Before another moon had waned, Antiphon returned from Oropus, whither he
+had been sent to consult the oracle. Being called before the people, he
+gave the following account of his mission: &quot;I abstained from food until
+Ph&oelig;bus had twice appeared above the hills, in his golden chariot; and
+for three days and three nights, I tasted no wine. When I had thus
+purified myself, I offered a white ram to Amphiaraus; and spreading the
+skin on the ground, I invoked the blessing of Ph&oelig;bus and his prophetic
+son, and laid me down to sleep. Methought I walked in the streets of
+Athens. A lurid light shone on the walls of the Pir&aelig;us, and spread into
+the city, until all the Acropolis seemed glowing beneath a fiery sky. I
+looked up&mdash;and lo! the heavens were in a blaze! Huge masses of flame
+were thrown backward and forward, as if Paridamator and the Cyclops were
+hurling their forges at each other's heads. Amazed, I turned to ask the
+meaning of these phenomena; and I saw that all the citizens were clothed
+in black; and wherever two were walking together, one fell dead by his
+side. Then I heard a mighty voice, that seemed to proceed from within
+the Parthenon. Three times it pronounced distinctly, 'Wo! wo! wo unto
+Athens!</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I awoke, and after a time slept again. I heard a rumbling noise, like
+thunder; and from the statue of Amphiaraus came a voice, saying, 'Life
+is given by the gods.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then all was still. Presently I again heard a sound like the
+multitudinous waves of ocean, when it rises in a storm&mdash;and Amphiaraus
+said, slowly, 'Count the pebbles on the seashore&mdash;yea, count them
+twice.' Then I awoke; and having bathed in the fountain, I threw therein
+three pieces of gold and silver, and departed.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The people demanded of Antiphon the meaning of these visions. He
+replied: &quot;The first portends calamity to Athens, either of war or
+pestilence. By the response of the oracle, I understand that the
+citizens are commanded to vote twice, before they take away life given
+by the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The wish to gain time had chiefly induced Pericles to request that
+Amphiaraus might be consulted. In the interval, his emissaries had been
+busy in softening the minds of the people; and it became universally
+known that in case Aspasia's sentence were reversed, she intended to
+offer sacrifices to Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Demeter; during the
+continuance of which, the citizens would be publicly feasted at her
+expense.</p>
+
+<p>In these exertions, Pericles was zealously assisted by Clinias, a noble
+and wealthy Athenian, the friend of Anaxagoras and Phidias, and a
+munificent patron of the arts. He openly promised, if the lives of his
+friends were spared, to evince his gratitude to the gods, by offering a
+golden lamp to Pallas Parthenia, and placing in each of the agoras any
+statue or painting the people thought fit to propose.</p>
+
+<p>Still, Pericles, aware of the bitterness of his enemies, increased by
+the late severe edict against those of foreign parentage, felt
+exceedingly fearful of the result of a second vote. A petition, signed
+by Pericles, Clinias, Ephialtes, Euripides, Socrates, Plato, Alcibiades,
+Paralus, and many other distinguished citizens, was sent into the Second
+Assembly of the people, begging that the accused might have another
+trial; and this petition was granted.</p>
+
+<p>When the Fourth Assembly again met, strong efforts were made to fill the
+Prytaneum at a very early hour with the friends of Pericles.</p>
+
+<p>The great orator secluded himself for three preceding days, and
+refrained from wine. During this time, he poured plentiful libations of
+milk and honey to Hermes, god of Eloquence, and sacrificed the tongues
+of nightingales to Peitho, goddess of Persuasion.</p>
+
+<p>When he entered the Prytaneum, it was remarked that he had never before
+been seen to look so pale; and this circumstance, trifling as it was,
+excited the ready sympathies of the people. When the Epistates read the
+accusation against Anaxagoras, and proclaimed that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak, Pericles arose. For a moment he looked
+on the venerable countenance of the old philosopher, and seemed to
+struggle with his emotions. Then, with sudden impulse, he exclaimed,
+&quot;Look on him, Athenians! and judge ye if he be one accursed of the
+gods!&mdash;He is charged with having said that the sun is a great ball of
+fire; and therein ye deem that the abstractions of philosophy have led
+him to profane the sacred name of Ph&oelig;bus. We are told that Zeus assumed
+the form of an eagle, a serpent, and a golden shower; yet these forms do
+not affect our belief in the invisible god. If Ph&oelig;bus appeared on earth
+in the disguise of a woman and a shepherd, is it unpardonable for a
+philosopher to suppose that the same deity may choose to reside within a
+ball of fire? In the garden of Anaxagoras, you will find a statue of
+Pallas, carved from an olive-tree. He brought it with him from Ionia;
+and those disciples who most frequent his house, can testify that
+sacrifices were ever duly offered upon her altar. Who among you ever
+received an injury from that kind old man? He was the descendant of
+princes,&mdash;yet gave up gold for philosophy, and forbore to govern
+mankind, that he might love them more perfectly. Ask the young noble,
+who has been to him as a father; and his response will be 'Anaxagoras.'
+Ask the poor fisherman at the gates, who has been to him as a brother;
+and he will answer 'Anaxagoras.' When the merry-hearted boys throng your
+doors to sing their welcome to Ornith&aelig;, inquire from whom they receive
+the kindest word and the readiest gift; and they will tell you,
+'Anaxagoras.' The Amphiaraus of Eschylus, says, 'I do not wish to
+<i>appear</i> to be a good man, but I wish to <i>be</i> one.' Ask any of the
+poets, what living man most resembles Amphiaraus in this sentiment; and
+his reply will surely be, 'It is Anaxagoras.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Again I say, Athenians, look upon his face; and judge ye if he be one
+accursed of the gods!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher had leaned on his staff, and looked downward, while his
+illustrious pupil made this defence; and when he had concluded, a tear
+was seen slowly trickling down his aged cheek. His accusers again urged
+that he had taught the doctrine of one god, under the name of One
+Universal Mind; but the melodious voice and fluent tongue of Pericles
+had so wrought upon the citizens, that when the question was proposed,
+whether the old man were worthy of death, there arose a clamourous cry
+of &quot;Exile! Exile!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The successful orator did not venture to urge the plea of entire
+innocence; for he felt that he still had too much depending on the
+capricious favour of the populace.</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher received his sentence with thanks; and calmly
+added, &quot;Anaxagoras is not exiled from Athens; but Athens from
+Anaxagoras. Evil days are coming on this city; and those who are too
+distant to perceive the trophy at Salamis will deem themselves most
+blessed. Pythagoras said, 'When the tempest is rising,'tis wise to
+worship the echo.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After the accusation against Phidias had been read, Pericles again rose
+and said, &quot;Athenians! I shall speak briefly; for I appeal to what every
+citizen values more than his fortune or his name. I plead for the glory
+of Athens. When strangers from Ethiopia, Egypt, Ph&oelig;nicia, and distant
+Taprobane, come to witness the far-famed beauty of the violet-crowned
+city, they will stand in mute worship before the Parthenon; and when
+their wonder finds utterance, they will ask what the Athenians bestowed
+on an artist so divine. Who among you could look upon the image of
+Virgin Pallas, resplendent in her heavenly majesty, and not blush to
+tell the barbarian stranger that death was the boon you bestowed on
+Phidias?</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Go, gaze on the winged statue of Rhamnusia, where vengeance seems to
+breathe from the marble sent by Darius to erect his trophy on the plains
+of Marathon! Then turn and tell the proud Persian that the hand which
+wrought those fair proportions, lies cold and powerless, by vote of the
+Athenian people. No&mdash;ye could not say it: your hearts would choke your
+voices. Ye could not tell the barbarian that Athens thus destroyed one
+of the most gifted of her sons.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The crowd answered in a thunder of applause; mingled with the cry of
+&quot;Exile! Exile!&quot; A few voices shouted, &quot;A fine! A fine!&quot; Then Cleon arose
+and said: &quot;Miltiades asked for an olive crown; and a citizen answered,
+'When Miltiades conquers alone, let him be crowned alone.' When Phidias
+can show that he built the Parthenon without the assistance of Ictinus,
+Myron, Callicrates, and others, then let him have the whole credit of
+the Parthenon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>To this, Pericles replied, &quot;We are certainly much indebted to those
+artists for many of the beautiful and graceful details of that sublime
+composition; but with regard to the majestic design of the Parthenon,
+Phidias conquered alone, and may therefore justly be crowned alone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A vote was taken on the question of exile, and the black pebbles
+predominated. The sculptor heard his sentence with a proud gesture, not
+unmingled with scorn; and calmly replied, &quot;They can banish Phidias from
+Athens, more easily than I can take from them the fame of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When Pericles replied to the charges against Aspasia, his countenance
+became more pale, and his voice was agitated: &quot;You all know,&quot; said he,
+&quot;That Aspasia is of Miletus. That city which poets call the laughing
+daughter of Earth and Heaven: where even the river smiles, as it winds
+along in graceful wanderings, eager to kiss every new blossom, and court
+the dalliance of every breeze. Do ye not find it easy to forgive a
+woman, born under those joyful skies, where beauty rests on the earth in
+a robe of sunbeams, and inspires the gayety which pours itself forth in
+playful words? Can ye judge harshly of one, who from her very childhood
+has received willing homage, as the favourite of Aphrodite, Ph&oelig;bus, and
+the Muses? If she spoke irreverently, it was done in thoughtless mirth;
+and she has sought to atone for it by sacrifices and tears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Athenians! I have never boasted; and if I seem to do it now, it is
+humbly,&mdash;as befits one who seeks a precious boon. In your service I have
+spent many toilsome days and sleepless nights. That I have not enriched
+myself by it, is proved by the well-known fact that my own son blames my
+frugality, and reproachfully calls me the slave of the Athenian people.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He paused for a moment, and held his hand over Aspasia's head, as he
+continued: &quot;In the midst of perplexities and cares, here I have ever
+found a solace and a guide. Here are treasured up the affections of my
+heart. It is not for Aspasia, the gifted daughter of Axiochus, that I
+plead. It is for Aspasia, the beloved wife of Pericles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Tears choked his utterance; but stifling his emotion, he exclaimed,
+&quot;Athenians! if ye would know what it is that thus unmans a soul capable
+of meeting death with calmness, behold, and judge for yourselves!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As he spoke, he raised Aspasia's veil. Her drapery had been studiously
+arranged to display her loveliness to the utmost advantage; and as she
+stood forth radiant in beauty, the building rung with the acclamations
+that were sent forth, peal after peal, by the multitude.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had not in vain calculated on the sympathies of a volatile and
+ardent people, passionately fond of the beautiful, in all its forms.
+Aspasia remained in Athens, triumphant over the laws of religion and
+morality.</p>
+
+<p>Clinias desired leave to speak in behalf of Philothea, grandchild of
+Anaxagoras; and the populace, made good-humoured by their own clemency,
+expressed a wish to hear. He proceeded as follows: &quot;Philothea,&mdash;whom you
+all know was, not long since, one of the Canephor&aelig;, and embroidered the
+splendid peplus exhibited at the last Panathen&aelig;a&mdash;humbly begs of the
+Athenians, that Eudora, Dione, and Geta, slaves of Phidias, may remain
+under his protection, and not be confiscated with his household goods. A
+contribution would have been raised, to buy these individuals of the
+state, were it not deemed an insult to that proud and generous people,
+who fined a citizen for proposing marble as a cheaper material than
+ivory for the statue of Pallas Parthenia.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The request, thus aided by flattery, was almost unanimously granted. One
+black pebble alone appeared in the urn; and that was from the hand of
+Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>Clinias expressed his thanks, and holding up the statue of Urania, he
+added: &quot;In token of gratitude for this boon, and for the life of a
+beloved grandfather, Philothea consecrates to Pallas Athen&aelig; this image
+of the star-worshipping muse; the gift of a munificent Ethiopian.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The populace, being in gracious mood, forthwith voted that the exiles
+had permission to carry with them any articles valued as the gift of
+friendship.</p>
+
+<p>The Prytanes dismissed the assembly; and as they dispersed, Alcibiades
+scattered small coins among them. Aspasia immediately sent to the
+Prytaneum an ivory statue of Mnemosyne, smiling as she looked back on a
+group of Hours; a magnificent token that she would never forget the
+clemency of the Athenian people.</p>
+
+<p>Hermippus took an early opportunity to proclaim the exhibition of a new
+comedy called Hercules and Omphale; and the volatile citizens thronged
+the theatre, to laugh at that infatuated tenderness, which in the
+Prytaneum had well nigh moved them to tears. The actor openly ridiculed
+them for having been so much influenced by their orator's
+least-successful attempt at eloquence; but in the course of the same
+play, Cratinus raised a laugh at his expense, by saying facetiously:
+&quot;Lo! Hermippus would speak like Pericles! Hear him, Athenians! Is he not
+as successful as Salmoneus, when he rolled his chariot over a brazen
+bridge, and hurled torches to imitate the thunder and lightning of
+Zeus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the day of trial had passed, Pericles slept soundly; for his heart
+was relieved from a heavy pressure. But personal enemies and envious
+artists were still active; and it was soon buzzed abroad that the people
+repented of the vote they had given. The exiles had been allowed ten
+days to sacrifice to the gods, bid farewell to friends, and prepare for
+departure; but on the third day, at evening twilight, Pericles entered
+the dwelling of his revered old master. &quot;My father,&quot; said he, &quot;I am
+troubled in spirit. I have just now returned from the Pir&aelig;us, where I
+sought an interview with Clinias, who daily visits the Deigma, and has a
+better opportunity than I can have to hear the news of Athens. I found
+him crowned with garlands; for he had been offering sacrifices in the
+hall. He told me he had thus sought to allay the anxiety of his mind
+with regard to yourself and Phidias. He fears the capricious Athenians
+will reverse their decree.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alas, Pericles,&quot; replied the old man, &quot;what can you expect of a people,
+when statesmen condescend to buy justice at their hands, by promised
+feasts, and scattered coin?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, blame me not, Anaxagoras,&quot; rejoined Pericles; &quot;I cannot govern as
+I would. I found the people corrupted; and I must humour their disease.
+Your life must be saved; even if you reprove me for the means. At
+midnight, a boat will be in readiness to conduct you to Salamis, where
+lies a galley bound for Ionia. I hasten to warn Phidias to depart
+speedily for Elis.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The parting interview between Philothea and her repentant friend was
+almost too painful for endurance. Poor Eudora felt that she was indeed
+called to drink the cup of affliction, to its last bitter drop. Her
+heart yearned to follow the household of Anaxagoras; but Philothea
+strengthened her own conviction that duty and gratitude both demanded
+she should remain with Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>Geta and Milza likewise had their sorrows&mdash;the harder to endure, because
+they were the first they had ever encountered. The little peasant was so
+young, and her lover so poor, that their friends thought a union had
+better be deferred. But Milza was free: and Anaxagoras told her it
+depended on her own choice, to go with them, or follow Geta. The
+grateful Arcadian dropped on one knee, and kissing Philothea's hand,
+while the tears flowed down her cheeks, said: &quot;She has been a mother to
+orphan Milza, and I will not leave her now. Geta says it would be wrong
+to leave her when she is in affliction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, with a gentle smile, put back the ringlets from her tearful
+eyes, and told her not to weep for her sake; for she should be resigned
+and cheerful, wheresover the gods might place her; but Milza saw that
+her smiles were sad.</p>
+
+<p>At midnight, Pericles came, to accompany Anaxagoras to Salamis. Paralus
+and Philothea had been conversing much, and singing their favourite
+songs together, for the last time. The brow of the ambitious statesman
+became clouded, when he observed that his son had been in tears; he
+begged that preparations for departure might be hastened. The young man
+followed them to the Pir&aelig;us; but Pericles requested him to go no
+further. The restraint of his presence prevented any parting less formal
+than that of friendship. But he stood watching the boat that conveyed
+them over the waters; and when the last ripple left in its wake had
+disappeared, he slowly returned to Athens.</p>
+
+<p>The beautiful city stoood before him, mantled in moonlight's silvery
+veil. Yet all seemed cheerless; for the heart of Paralus was desolate.
+He looked toward the beloved mansion near the gate Diocharis; drew from
+his bosom a long lock of golden hair; and leaning against the statue of
+Hermes, bowed down his head and wept.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XI.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;How I love the mellow sage,<br />
+Smiling through the veil of age!<br />
+Age is on his temples hung,<br />
+But his heart&mdash;his heart is young!&quot;</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>A few years passed away, and saw Anaxagoras the contented resident of a
+small village near Lampsacus, in Ionia. That he still fondly cherished
+Athens in his heart was betrayed only by the frequent walks he took to a
+neighbouring eminence, where he loved to sit and look toward the &AElig;gean;
+but the feebleness of age gradually increased, until he could no longer
+take his customary exercise. Philothea watched over him with renewed
+tenderness; and the bright tranquillity he received from the world he
+was fast approaching, shone with reflected light upon her innocent soul.
+At times, the maiden was so conscious of this holy influence, that all
+the earthly objects around her seemed like dreams of some strange
+foreign land.</p>
+
+<p>One morning, after they had partaken their frugal repast, she said, in a
+cheerful tone, &quot;Dear grandfather, I had last night a pleasant dream; and
+Milza says it is prophetic, because she had filled my pillow with fresh
+laurel leaves. I dreamed that a galley, with three banks of oars, and
+adorned with fillets, came to carry us back to Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a faint smile, Anaxagoras replied, &quot;Alas for unhappy Athens! If
+half we hear be true, her exiled children can hardly wish to be restored
+to her bosom. Atropos has decreed that I at least shall never again
+enter her walls. I am not disposed to murmur. Yet the voice of Plato
+would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
+I pray you bring forth the writings of Pythagoras, and read me something
+that sublime philosopher has said concerning the nature of the soul, and
+the eternal principle of life. As my frail body approaches the Place of
+Sleep, I feel less and less inclined to study the outward images of
+things, the forms whereof perish; and my spirit thirsteth more and more
+to know its origin and its destiny. I have thought much of Plato's
+mysterious ideas of light. Those ideas were doubtless brought from the
+East; for as that is the quarter where the sun rises, so we have thence
+derived many vital truths, which have kept a spark of life within the
+beautiful pageantry of Grecian mythology.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Paralus often said that the Persian Magii, the Egyptian priests, and
+the Pythagoreans imbibed their reverence for light from one common
+source,&quot; rejoined Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras was about to speak, when a deep but gentle voice, from some
+invisible person near them, said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The unchangeable principles of Truth act upon the soul like the sun
+upon the eye, when it turneth to him. But the <i>one</i> principle, better
+than intellect, from which all things flow, and to which all things
+tend, is Good. As the sun not only makes objects visible, but is the
+cause of their generation, nourishment, and increase, so the Good,
+through Truth, imparts being, and the power of being known, to every
+object of knowledge. For this cause, the Pythagoreans greet the sun with
+music and with reverence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The listeners looked at each other in surprise, and Philothea was the
+first to say, &quot;It is the voice of Plato!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Even so, my friends,&quot; replied the philosopher, smiling, as he stood
+before them.</p>
+
+<p>The old man, in the sudden joy of his heart, attempted to rise and
+embrace him; but weakness prevented. The tears started to his eyes, as
+he said, &quot;Welcome, most welcome, son of Aristo. You see that I am fast
+going where we hope the spirit is to learn its own mysteries.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato, affected at the obvious change in his aged friend, silently
+grasped his hand, and turned to answer the salutation of Philothea. She
+too had changed; but she had never been more lovely. The colour on her
+cheek, which had always been delicate as the reflected hue of a rose,
+had become paler by frequent watchings; but her large dark eyes were
+more soft and serious, and her whole countenance beamed with the bright
+stillness of a spirit receiving the gift of prophecy.</p>
+
+<p>The skies were serene; the music of reeds came upon the ear, softened by
+distance; while the snowy fleece of sheep and lambs formed a beautiful
+contrast with the rich verdure of the landscape.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;All things around you are tranquil,&quot; said Plato; &quot;and thus I ever found
+it, even in corrupted Athens. Not the stillness of souls that sleep, but
+the quiet of life drawn from deep fountains.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How did you find our peaceful retreat?&quot; inquired Philothea. &quot;Did none
+guide you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Euago of Lampsacus told me what course to pursue,&quot; he replied; &quot;and not
+far distant I again asked of a shepherd boy&mdash;well knowing that all the
+children would find out Anaxagoras as readily as bees are guided to the
+flowers. As I approached nearer I saw at every step new tokens of my
+friends. The clepsydra, in the little brook, dropping its pebbles to
+mark the hours; the aryt&aelig;na placed on the rock for thirsty travellers;
+the door loaded with garlands, placed there by glad-hearted boys; the
+tablet covered with mathematical lines, lying on the wooden bench,
+sheltered by grape-vines trained in the Athenian fashion, with a distaff
+among the foliage; all these spoke to me of souls that unite the wisdom
+of age with the innocence of childhood.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Though we live in indolent Ionia, we still believe Hesiod's maxim, that
+industry is the guardian of virtue,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras. &quot;Philothea
+plies her distaff as busily as Lachesis spinning the thread of mortal
+life.&quot; He looked upon his beautiful grandchild, with an expression full
+of tenderness, as he added, &quot;And she does indeed spin the thread of the
+old man's life; for her diligent fingers gain my bread. But what news
+bring you from unhappy Athens? Is Pericles yet alive?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She is indeed unhappy Athens,&quot; answered Plato. &quot;The pestilence is still
+raging; a manifested form of that inward corruption, which, finding a
+home in the will of man, clothed itself in thought, and now completes
+its circle in his corporeal nature. The dream at the cave of Amphiaraus
+is literally fulfilled. Men fall down senseless in the street, and the
+Pir&aelig;us has been heaped with unburied dead. All the children of Clinias
+are in the Place of Sleep. Hipparete is dead, with two of her little
+ones. Pericles himself was one of the first sufferers; but he was
+recovered by the skill of Hippocrates, the learned physician from Cos.
+His former wife is dead, and so is Xanthippus his son. You know that
+that proud young man and his extravagant wife could never forgive the
+frugality of Pericles. Even in his dying moments he refused to call him
+father, and made no answer to his affectionate inquiries. Pericles has
+borne all his misfortunes with the dignity of an immortal. No one has
+seen him shed a tear, of heard him utter a complaint. The ungrateful
+people blame him for all their troubles, as if he had omnipotent power
+to avert evils. Cleon and Tolmides are triumphant. Pericles is deprived
+of office, and fined fifty drachm&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He looked at Philothea, and seeing her eyes fixed earnestly upon him,
+her lips parted, and an eager flush spread over her whole countenance,
+he said, in a tone of tender solemnity, &quot;Daughter of Alcimenes, your
+heart reproaches me, that I forbear to speak of Paralus. That I have
+done so has not been from forgetfulness, but because I have, with vain
+and self-defeating prudence, sought for cheerful words to convey sad
+thoughts. Paralus breathes and moves, but is apparently unconscious of
+existence in this world. He is silent and abstracted, like one just
+returned from the cave of Trophonius. Yet, beautiful forms are ever with
+him, in infinite variety; for his quiescent soul has now undisturbed
+recollection of the divine archetypes in the ideal world, of which all
+earthly beauty is the shadow.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He is happy, then, though living in the midst of death,&quot; answered
+Philothea: &quot;But does his memory retain no traces of his friends?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;One&mdash;and one only,&quot; he replied. &quot;The name of Philothea was too deeply
+engraven to be washed away by the waters of oblivion. He seldom speaks;
+but when he does, you are ever in his visions. The sound of a female
+voice accompanying the lyre is the only thing that makes him smile; and
+nothing moves him to tears save the farewell song of Orpheus to
+Eurydice. In his drawings there is more of majesty and beauty than
+Phidias or Myron ever conceived; and one figure is always there&mdash;the
+Pythia, the Muse, the Grace, or something combining all these, more
+spiritual than either.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As the maiden listened, tears started from fountains long sealed, and
+rested like dew-drops on her dark eyelashes.</p>
+
+<p>Farewell to Eurydice! Oh, how many thoughts were wakened by those words!
+They were the last she heard sung by Paralus, the night Anaxagoras
+departed from Athens. Often had the shepherds of Ionia heard the
+melancholy notes float on the evening breeze; and as the sounds died
+away, they spoke to each other in whispers, and said, &quot;They come from
+the dwelling of the divinely-inspired one!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato perceived that the contemplative maiden was busy with memories of
+the past. In a tone of gentle reverence, he added, &quot;What I have told you
+proves that your souls were one, before it wandered from the divine
+home; and it gives hope that they will be re-united, when they return
+thither after their weary exile in the world of shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And has this strange pestilence produced such an effect on Paralus
+only?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Many in Athens have recovered health without any memory of the images
+of things,&quot; replied Plato; &quot;but I have known no other instance where
+recollections of the ideal world remained more bright and unimpaired,
+than they possibly can be while disturbed by the presence of the
+visible. Tithonus formerly told me of similar cases that occurred when
+the plague raged in Ethiopia and Egypt; and Artaphernes says he has seen
+a learned Magus, residing among the mountains that overlook Taoces, who
+recovered from the plague with a perpetual oblivion of all outward
+forms, while he often had knowledge of the thoughts passing in the minds
+of those around him. If an unknown scroll were placed before him, he
+would read it, though a brazen shield were interposed between him and
+the parchment; and if figures were drawn on the water, he at once
+recognized the forms, of which no visible trace remained.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Marvellous, indeed, is the mystery of our being,&quot; exclaimed Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It involves the highest of all mysteries,&quot; rejoined Plato; &quot;for if man
+did not contain within himself a type of all that is,&mdash;from the highest
+to the lowest plane of existence,&mdash;he could not enter the human form. At
+times, I have thought glimpses of these eternal truths were revealed to
+me; but I lost them almost as soon as they were perceived, because my
+soul dwelt so much with the images of things. Thus have I stood before
+the thick veil which conceals the shrine of Isis, while the narrow
+streak of brilliant light around its edges gave indication of unrevealed
+glories, and inspired the eager but fruitless hope that the massive
+folds would float away, like a cloud before the sun. There are indeed
+times when I lose the light entirely, and cannot even perceive the veil
+that hides it from me. This is because my soul, like Psyche bending over
+the sleeping Eros, is too curious to examine, by its own feeble taper,
+the lineaments of the divinity whereby it hath been blessed.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How is Pericles affected by this visitation of the gods upon the best
+beloved of his children?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has softened and subdued his ambitious soul,&quot; answered Plato; &quot;and
+has probably helped him to endure the loss of political honours with
+composure. I have often observed that affliction renders the heart of
+man like the heart of a little child; and of this I was reminded when I
+parted from Pericles at Salamis, whence the galley sailed for Ionia. You
+doubtless remember the little mound, called Cynos-sema? There lies the
+faithful dog, that died in consequence of swimming after the ship which
+carried the father of Pericles, when the Athenians were all leaving
+their beloved city by advice of Themistocles. The illustrious statesman
+has not been known to shed a tear amid the universal wreck of his
+popularity, his family, and his friends; but standing by this little
+mound, the recollections of childhood came over him, and he wept as an
+infant weeps for its lost mother.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There was a tremulous motion about the lips of the old man, as he
+replied, &quot;Perchance he was comparing the constancy of that affectionate
+animal with the friendship of men, and the happy unconsciousness of his
+boyhood with the anxious cares that wait on greatness. Pericles had a
+soft heart in his youth; and none knew this better than the forgotten
+old man, whom he once called his friend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato perceived his emotion, and answered, in a soothing voice, &quot;He has
+since been wedded to political ambition, which never brought any man
+nearer to his divine home; but Anaxagoras is not forgotten. Pericles has
+of late often visited the shades of Academus, where he has talked much
+of you and Philothea, and expressed earnest hopes that the gods would
+again restore you to Athens, to bless him with your wise counsels.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher shook his head, as he replied, &quot;They who would have
+a lamp should take care to supply it with oil. Had Philothea's affection
+been like that of Pericles, this old frame would have perished for want
+of food.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Anaxagoras,&quot; rejoined Plato, &quot;you must not forget that this
+Peloponessian war, the noisy feuds in Athens, and afflictions in his own
+family, have involved him in continual distractions. He who gives his
+mind to politics, sails on a stormy sea, with a giddy pilot. Pericles
+has now sent you substantial proofs of his gratitude; and if his power
+equalled his wishes, I have no doubt he would make use of the alarmed
+state of public feeling to procure your recall.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You have as yet given us no tidings of Phidias and his household,&quot; said
+Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The form of Phidias sleeps,&quot; replied Plato: &quot;His soul has returned to
+those sacred mysteries, once familiar to him; the recollection of which
+enabled him while on earth to mould magnificent images of supernal
+forms&mdash;images that awakened in all who gazed upon them some slumbering
+memory of ideal worlds; though few knew whence it came, or why their
+souls were stirred. The best of his works is the Olympian Zeus, made at
+Elis after his exile. It is far more sublime than the Pallas Parthenia.
+The Eleans consider the possession of it as a great triumph over
+ungrateful Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Under whose protection is Eudora placed?&quot; inquired Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have heard that she remains at the house where Phidias died,&quot;
+rejoined Plato. &quot;The Eleans have given her the yearly revenues of a
+farm, in consideration of the affectionate care bestowed on her
+illustrious benefactor.&mdash;Report says that Phidias wished to see her
+united to his nephew Pand&aelig;nus; but I have never heard of the marriage.
+Phil&aelig;mon is supposed to be in Persia, instructing the sons of the
+wealthy satrap Megabyzus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And where is the faithful Geta?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Geta is at Lampsacus; and I doubt not will hasten hither, as soon as he
+has taken care of certain small articles of merchandize that he brought
+with him. Phidias gave him his freedom the day they left Athens; and
+after his death, the people of Elis bestowed upon him fifty drachm&aelig;. He
+has established himself at Phalerum, where he tells me he has doubled
+this sum by the sale of anchovies. He was eager to attend upon me for
+the sake, as he said, of once more seeing his good old master
+Anaxagoras, and that maiden with mild eyes, who always spoke kind words
+to the poor; but I soon discovered there was a stronger reason for his
+desire to visit Lampsacus. From what we had heard, we expected to find
+you in the city. Geta looked very sorrowful, when told that you were
+fifty stadia farther from the sea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When we first landed on the Ionian shore,&quot;'replied Anaxagoras, &quot;I took
+up my abode two stadia from Lampsacus, and sometimes went thither to
+lecture in the porticos. But when I did this, I seemed to breathe an
+impure air; and idle young men so often followed me home, that the
+maidens were deprived of the innocent freedom I wished them to enjoy.
+Here I feel, more than I have ever felt, the immediate presence of
+divinity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I know not whether it be good or bad,&quot; said Plato; &quot;but philosophy has
+wrought in me a dislike of conversing with many persons. I do not
+imitate the Pythagoreans, who close their gates; for I perceive that
+truth never ought to be a sealed fountain; but I cannot go into the
+Prytan&aelig;um, the agoras, and the workshops, and jest, like Socrates, to
+captivate the attention of young men. When I thus seek to impart hidden
+treasures, I lose without receiving; and few perceive the value of what
+is offered. I feel the breath of life taken away from me by the
+multitude. Their praises cause me to fear, lest, according to Ibycus, I
+should offend the gods, but acquire glory among men. For these reasons,
+I have resolved never to abide in cities.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The name of Socrates recalls Alcibiades to my mind,&quot; rejoined
+Anaxagoras. &quot;Is he still popular with the Athenians?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He is; and will remain so,&quot; replied Plato, &quot;so long as he feasts them
+at his own expense, and drinks three cotyl&aelig; of wine at a draught. I
+know not of what materials he is made; unless it be of Carpasian flax,
+which above all things burns and consumes not.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has this fearful pestilence no power to restrain the appetites and
+passions of the people?&quot; inquired the old man.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has but given them more unbridled license,'&quot; rejoined Plato. &quot;Even
+when the unburied dead lay heaped in piles, and the best of our
+equestrians were gasping in the streets, robbers took possession of
+their dwellings, drinking wine from their golden vessels, and singing
+impure songs in the presence of their household gods. Men seek to obtain
+oblivion of danger by reducing themselves to the condition of beasts,
+which have no perception above the immediate wants of the senses. All
+pursuits that serve to connect the soul with the world whence it came
+are rejected. The Odeum is shut; there is no more lecturing in the
+porticos; the temples are entirely forsaken, and even the Diasia are no
+longer observed. Some of the better sort of citizens, weary of fruitless
+prayers and sacrifices to Ph&oelig;bus, Ph&oelig;be, Pallas, and the Erinnys. have
+erected an altar to the Unknown God; and this altar only is heaped with
+garlands, and branches of olive twined with wool.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A short time ago, he who had dared to propose the erection of such an
+altar would have been put to death,&quot; said Anaxagoras. &quot;The pestilence
+has not been sent in vain, if the faith in images is shaken, and the
+Athenians have been led to reverence One great Principle of Order, even
+though they call it unknown.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is fear, unmingled with reverence, in the minds of many,&quot; replied
+the philosopher of Academus. &quot;As for the multitude, they consider all
+principles of right and wrong as things that may exist, or not exist,
+according to the vote of the Athenian people. Of ideas eternal in their
+nature, and therefore incapable of being created or changed by the will
+of a majority, they cannot conceive. When health is restored, they will
+return to the old worship of forms, as readily as they changed from
+Pericles to Cleon, and will again change from him to Pericles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher shook his head and smiled, as he said: &quot;Ah, Plato!
+Plato! where will you find materials for your ideal republic?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In an ideal Atlantis,&quot; replied the Athenian, smiling in return; &quot;or
+perchance in the fabled groves of Argive Hera, where the wild beasts are
+tamed&mdash;the deer and the wolf lie down together&mdash;and the weak animal
+finds refuge from his powerful pursuer. But the principle of a republic
+is none the less true, because mortals make themselves unworthy to
+receive it. The best doctrines become the worst, when they are used for
+evil purposes. Where a love of power is the ruling object, the tendency
+is corruption; and the only difference between Persia and Athens is,
+that in one place power is received by birth, in the other obtained by
+cunning.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thus it will ever be; while men grope in the darkness of their outward
+nature; which receives no light from the inward, because they will not
+open the doors of the temple, where a shrine is placed, from which it
+ever beams forth with occult and venerable splendour.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philosophers would do well if they ceased to disturb themselves with
+the meaning of mythologic fables, and considered whether they have not
+within themselves a serpent possessing more folds than Typhon, and far
+more raging and fierce. When the wild beasts within the soul are
+destroyed, men will no longer have to contend against their visible
+forms.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But tell me, O admirable Plato!&quot; said Anaxagoras, &quot;what connection can
+there be between the inward allegorical serpent, and the created form
+thereof?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;One could not exist without the other,&quot; answered Plato, &quot;because where
+there is no ideal, there can be no image. There are doubtless men in
+other parts of the universe better than we are, because they stand on a
+higher plane of existence, and approach nearer to the <i>idea</i> of man. The
+celestial lion is intellectual, but the sublunary irrational; for the
+former is nearer the <i>idea</i> of a lion. The lower planes of existence
+receive the influences of the higher, according to the purity and
+stillness of the will. If this be restless and turbid, the waters from a
+pure fountain become corrupted, and the corruption flows down to lower
+planes of existence, until it at last manifests itself in corporeal
+forms. The sympathy thus produced between things earthly and celestial
+is the origin of imagination; by which men have power to trace the
+images of supernal forms, invisible to mortal eyes. Every man can be
+elevated to a higher plane by quiescence of the will; and thus may
+become a prophet. But none are perfect ones; because all have a tendency
+to look downward to the opinions of men in the same existence with
+themselves: and this brings them upon a lower plane, where the prophetic
+light glimmers and dies. The Pythia at Delphi, and the priestess in
+Dodona, have been the cause of very trifling benefits, when in a
+cautious, prudent state; but when agitated by a divine mania, they have
+produced many advantages, both public and private, to the Greeks.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The conversation was interrupted by the merry shouts of children; and
+presently a troop of boys and girls appeared, leading two lambs decked
+with garlands. They were twin lambs of a ewe that had died; and they had
+been trained to suck from a pipe placed in a vessel of milk. This day,
+for the first time, the young ram had placed his budding horns under the
+throat of his sister lamb, and pushed away her head that he might take
+possession of the pipe himself. The children were greatly delighted with
+this exploit, and hastened to exhibit it before their old friend
+Anaxagoras, who always entered into their sports with a cheerful heart.
+Philothea replenished the vessel of milk; and the gambols of the young
+lambs, with the joyful laughter of the children, diffused a universal
+spirit of gladness. One little girl filled the hands of the old
+philosopher with tender leaves, that the beautiful animals might come
+and eat; while another climbed his knees, and put her little fingers on
+his venerable head, saying, &quot;Your hair is as white as the lamb's; will
+Philothea spin it, father?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden, who had been gazing at the little group with looks full of
+tenderness, timidly raised her eyes to Plato, and said, &quot;Son of Aristo,
+these have not wandered so far from their divine home as we have!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher had before observed the peculiar radiance of Philothea's
+expression, when she raised her downcast eyes; but it never before
+appeared to him so much like light suddenly revealed from the inner
+shrine of a temple.</p>
+
+<p>With a feeling approaching to worship, he replied, &quot;Maiden, your own
+spirit has always remained near its early glories.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the glad troop of children departed, Plato followed them to see
+their father's flocks, and play quoits with the larger boys. Anaxagoras
+looked after him with a pleased expression, as he said, &quot;He will delight
+their minds, as he has elevated ours. Assuredly, his soul is like the
+Homeric, chain of gold, one end of which rests on earth, and the other
+terminates in Heaven.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Milza was daily employed in fields not far distant, to tend a
+neighbour's goats, and Philothea, wishing to impart the welcome tidings,
+took up the shell with which she was accustomed to summon her to her
+evening labours. She was about to apply the shell to her lips, when she
+perceived the young Arcadian standing in the vine-covered arbour, with
+Geta, who had seized her by each cheek and was kissing her after the
+fashion of the Grecian peasantry. With a smile and a blush, the maiden
+turned away hastily, lest the humble lovers should perceive they were
+discovered.</p>
+
+<p>The frugal supper waited long on the table before Plato returned. As he
+entered, Anaxagoras pointed to the board, which rested on rude sticks
+cut from the trees, and said, &quot;Son of Aristo, all I have to offer you
+are dried grapes, bread, wild honey, and water from the brook.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;More I should not taste if I were at the table of Alcibiades,&quot; replied
+the philosopher of Athens. &quot;When I see men bestow much thought on eating
+and drinking, I marvel that they will labour so diligently in building
+their own prisons. Here, at least, we can restore the Age of Innocence,
+when no life was taken to gratify the appetite of man, and the altars of
+the gods were unstained with blood.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, contrary to the usual custom of Grecian women, remained with
+her grandfather and his guest during their simple repast, and soon after
+retired to her own apartment.</p>
+
+<p>When they were alone, Plato informed his aged friend that his visit to
+Lampsacus was at the request of Pericles. Hippocrates had expressed a
+hope that the presence of Philothea might, at least in some degree,
+restore the health of Paralus; and the heart-stricken father had sent to
+intreat her consent to a union with his son.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea would not leave me, even if I urged it with tears,&quot; replied
+Anaxagoras; &quot;and I am forbidden to return to Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pericles has provided an asylum for you, on the borders of Attica,&quot;
+answered Plato; &quot;and the young people would soon join you, after their
+marriage. He did not suppose that his former proud opposition to their
+loves would be forgotten; but he said hearts like yours would forgive it
+all, the more readily because he was now a man deprived of power, and
+his son suffering under a visitation of the gods. Alcibiades laughed
+aloud when he heard of this proposition; and said his uncle would never
+think of making it to any but a maiden who sees the zephyrs run and
+hears the stars sing. He spoke truth in his profane merriment. Pericles
+knows that she who obediently listens to the inward voice will be most
+likely to seek the happiness of others, forgetful of her own wrongs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I do not believe the tender-hearted maiden ever cherished resentment
+against any living thing,&quot; replied Anaxagoras. &quot;She often reminds me of
+Hesiod's description of Leto:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>'Placid to men and to immortal gods;<br />
+Mild from the first beginning of her days; <br />
+Gentlest of all in Heaven.'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;She has indeed been a precious gift to my old age. Simple and loving as
+she is, there are times when her looks and words fill me with awe, as if
+I stood in the presence of divinity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a most lovely union when the Muses and the Charities inhabit the
+same temple,&quot; said Plato. &quot;I think she learned of you to be a constant
+worshipper of the innocent and graceful nymphs, who preside over kind
+and gentle actions. But tell me, Anaxagoras, if this marriage is
+declined, who will protect the daughter of Alcimenes when you are
+gone?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher replied, &quot;I have a sister Heliodora, the youngest of my
+father's flock; who is Priestess of the Sun, at Ephesus. Of all my
+family, she has least despised me for preferring philosophy to gold; and
+report bespeaks her wise and virtuous. I have asked and obtained from
+her a promise to protect Philothea when I am gone; but I will tell my
+child the wishes of Pericles, and leave her to the guidance of her own
+heart. If she enters the home of Paralus, she will be to him, as she has
+been to me, a blessing like the sunshine.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Adieu, thou sun, and fields of golden light;<br />
+For the last time I drink thy radiance bright,<br />
+And sink to sleep.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ARISTOPHANES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>The galley that brought Plato from Athens was sent on a secret political
+mission, and was not expected to revisit Lampsacus until the return of
+another moon. Anaxagoras, always mindful of the happiness of those
+around him, proposed that the constancy of faithful Geta should be
+rewarded by an union with Milza. The tidings were hailed with joy; not
+only by the young couple, but by all the villagers. The superstition of
+the little damsel did indeed suggest numerous obstacles. The sixteenth
+of the month must on no account be chosen; one day was unlucky for a
+wedding, because as she returned from the fields, an old woman busy at
+the distaff had directly crossed her path; and another was equally so,
+because she had seen a weasel, without remembering to throw three stones
+as it passed. But at last there came a day against which no objections
+could be raised. The sky was cloudless, and the moon at its full; both
+deemed propitious omens. A white kid had been sacrificed to Artemis, and
+baskets of fruit and poppies been duly placed upon her altar. The long
+white veil woven by Milza and laid by for this occasion, was taken out
+to be bleached in the sunshine and dew. Philothea presented a zone,
+embroidered by her own skilful hands; Anaxagoras bestowed a pair of
+sandals laced with crimson; and Geta purchased a bridal robe of flaming
+colours.</p>
+
+<p>Plato promised to supply the feast with almonds and figs. The peasant,
+whose goats Milza had tended, sent six large vases of milk, borne by
+boys crowned with garlands. And the matrons of the village, with whom
+the kind little Arcadian had ever been a favourite, presented a huge
+cake, carried aloft on a bed of flowers, by twelve girls clothed in
+white. The humble residence of the old philosopher was almost covered
+with the abundant blossoms brought by joyful children. The door posts
+were crowned with garlands anointed with oil, and bound with fillets of
+wool. The bride and bridegroom were carried in procession, on a litter
+made of the boughs of trees, plentifully adorned with garlands and flags
+of various colours; preceded by young men playing on reeds and flutes,
+and followed by maidens bearing a pestle and sieve. The priest performed
+the customary sacrifices at the altar of Hera; the omens were
+propitious; libations were poured; and Milza returned to her happy home,
+the wife of her faithful Geta. Feasting continued till late in the
+evening, and the voice of music was not hushed until past the hour of
+midnight.</p>
+
+<p>The old philosopher joined in the festivity, and in the cheerfulness of
+his heart exerted himself beyond his strength. Each succeeding day found
+him more feeble; and Philothea soon perceived that the staff on which
+she had leaned from her childhood was about to be removed forever. On
+the twelfth day after Milza's wedding, he asked to be led into the open
+portico, that he might enjoy the genial warmth. He gazed on the bright
+landscape, as if it had been the countenance of a friend. Then looking
+upward, with a placid smile, he said to Plato, &quot;You tell me that Truth
+acts upon the soul, like the Sun upon the eye, when it turneth to him.
+Would that I could be as easily and certainly placed in the light of
+truth, as I have been in this blessed sunshine! But in vain I seek to
+comprehend the mystery of my being. All my thoughts on this subject are
+dim and shadowy, as the ghosts seen by Odysseus on the Stygian shore.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato answered: &quot;Thus it must ever be, while the outward world lies so
+near us, and the images of things crowd perpetually on the mind. An
+obolus held close to the eye may prevent our seeing the moon and the
+stars; and thus does the ever-present earth exclude the glories of
+Heaven. But in the midst of uncertainty and fears, one feeling alone
+remains; and that is hope, strong as belief, that virtue can never die.
+In pity to the cravings of the soul, something will surely be given in
+future time more bright and fixed than the glimmering truths preserved
+in poetic fable; even as radiant stars arose from the ashes of Orion's
+daughters, to shine in the heavens an eternal crown.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old man replied, &quot;I have, as you well know, been afraid to indulge
+in your speculations concerning the soul, lest I should spend my life in
+unsatisfied attempts to embrace beautiful shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;To me likewise they have sometimes appeared doctrines too high and
+solemn to be taught,&quot; rejoined Plato: &quot;Often when I have attempted to
+clothe them in language, the airy forms have glided from me, mocking me
+with their distant beauty. We are told of Tantalus surrounded by water
+that flows away when he attempts to taste it, and with delicious fruits
+above his head, carried off by a sudden wind whenever he tries to seize
+them. It was his crime that, being admitted to the assemblies of
+Olympus, he brought away the nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and gave
+them unto mortals. Sometimes, when I have been led to discourse of ideal
+beauty, with those who perceive only the images of things, the
+remembrance of that unhappy son of Zeus has awed me into silence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>While they were yet speaking, the noise of approaching wheels was heard,
+and presently a splendid chariot, with four white horses, stopped before
+the humble dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>A stranger, in purple robes, descended from the chariot, followed by
+servants carrying a seat of ivory inlaid with silver, a tuft of peacock
+feathers to brush away the insects, and a golden box filled with
+perfumes. It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomen&aelig;, the nephew of
+Anaxagoras. He had neglected and despised the old man in his poverty,
+but had now come to congratulate him on the rumour of Philothea's
+approaching marriage with the son of Pericles. The aged philosopher
+received him with friendly greeting, and made him known to Plato.
+Chrysippus gave a glance at the rude furniture of the portico, and
+gathered his perfumed robes carefully about him.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Son of Basileon, it is the dwelling of cleanliness, though it be the
+abode of poverty,&quot; said the old man, in a tone of mild reproof.</p>
+
+<p>Geta had officiously brought a wooden bench for the high-born guest;
+but he waited till his attendants had opened the ivory seat, and covered
+it with crimson cloth, before he seated himself, and replied:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Truly, I had not expected to find the son of Hegesibulus in so mean a
+habitation. No man would conjecture that you were the descendant of
+princes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a quiet smile, the old man answered,&mdash;&quot;Princes have not wished to
+proclaim kindred with Anaxagoras; and why should he desire to perpetuate
+the remembrance of what they have forgotten?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Chrysippus looked toward Plato, and with some degree of embarrassment
+sought to excuse himself, by saying, &quot;My father often told me that it
+was your own choice to withdraw from your family; and if they have not
+since offered to share their wealth with you, it is because you have
+ever been improvident of your estates.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What! Do you not take charge of them?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras. &quot;I gave my
+estates to your father, from the conviction that he would take better
+care of them than I could do; and in this I deemed myself most
+provident.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you went to Athens, and took no care for your country,&quot; rejoined
+the prince.</p>
+
+<p>The venerable philosopher pointed to the heavens, that smiled serenely
+above them,&mdash;and said, &quot;Nay, young man, my greatest care has ever been
+for my country.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a more respectful tone, Chrysippus rejoined: &quot;Anaxagoras, all men
+speak of your wisdom; but does this fame so far satisfy you, that you
+never regret you sacrificed riches to philosophy?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am satisfied with the pursuit of wisdom, not with the fame of it,&quot;
+replied the sage. &quot;In my youth, I greatly preferred wisdom to gold; and
+as I approach the Stygian shore, gold has less and less value in my
+eyes. Charon will charge my disembodied spirit but a single obolus for
+crossing his dark ferry. Living mortals only need a golden bough to
+enter the regions of the dead.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The prince seemed thoughtful for a moment, as he gazed on the benevolent
+countenance of his aged relative.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If it be as you have said, Anaxagoras is indeed happier than princes,&quot;
+he replied. &quot;But I came to speak of the daughter of Alcimenes. I have
+heard that she is beautiful, and the destined wife of Paralus of
+Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is even so,&quot; said the philosopher; &quot;and it would gladden my heart,
+if I might be permitted to see her placed under the protection of
+Pericles, before I die.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has a sufficient dowry been provided?&quot; inquired Chrysippus. &quot;No one of
+our kindred must enter the family of Pericles as a slave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A slight colour mantled in the old man's cheeks, as he answered, &quot;I have
+friends in Athens, who will not see my precious child suffer shame for
+want of a few drachm&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have brought with me a gift, which I deemed in some degree suited to
+the dignity of our ancestors,&quot; rejoined the prince; &quot;and I indulged the
+hope of giving it into the hands of the maiden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As he spoke, he made a signal to his attendants, who straightway brought
+from the chariot a silver tripod lined with gold, and a bag containing
+a hundred golden staters. At the same moment, Milza entered, and in a
+low voice informed Anaxagoras that Philothea deemed this prolonged
+interview with the stranger dangerous to his feeble health; and begged
+that he would suffer himself to be placed on the couch. The invalid
+replied by a message desiring her presence. As she entered, he said to
+her, &quot;Philothea, behold your kinsman Chrysippus, son of Basileon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The illustrious guest was received with the same modest and friendly
+greeting, that would have been bestowed on the son of a worthy peasant.
+The prince felt slightly offended that his splendid dress and
+magnificent equipage produced so little effect on the family of the
+philosopher; but as the fame of Philothea's beauty had largely mingled
+with other inducements to make the visit, he endeavoured to conceal his
+pride, and as he offered the rich gifts, said in a respectful tone,
+&quot;Daughter of Alcimenes, the tripod is from Heliodora, Priestess at
+Ephesus. The golden coin is from my own coffers. Accept them for a
+dowry; and allow me to claim one privilege in return. As I cannot be at
+the marriage feast, to share the pleasures of other kinsmen, permit the
+son of Basileon to see you now one moment without your veil.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He waved his hand for his attendants to withdraw; but the maiden
+hesitated, until Anaxagoras said mildly, &quot;Chrysippus is of your father's
+kindred; and it is discreet that his request be granted.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea timidly removed her veil, and a modest blush suffused her
+lovely countenance, as she said, &quot;Thanks, Prince of Clazomen&aelig;, for
+these munificent gifts. May the gods long preserve you a blessing to
+your family and people.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The gifts are all unworthy of her who receives them,&quot; replied
+Chrysippus, gazing so intently that the maiden, with rosy confusion,
+replaced her veil.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras invited his royal guest to share a philosopher's repast, to
+which he promised should be added a goblet of wine, lately sent from
+Lampsacus. The prince courteously accepted his invitation; and the kind
+old man, wearied with the exertions he had made, was borne to his couch
+in an inner apartment. When Plato had assisted Philothea and Milza in
+arranging his pillows, and folding the robe about his feet, he returned
+to the portico. Philothea supposed the stranger was about to follow him;
+and without raising her head, as she bent over her grandfather's couch,
+she said: &quot;He is feeble, and needs repose. In the days of his, strength,
+he would not have thus left you to the courtesy of our Athenian guest.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Would to the gods that I had sought him sooner!&quot; rejoined Chrysippus.
+&quot;While I have gathered foreign jewels, I have been ignorant of the gems
+in my own family.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then stooping down, he took Anaxagoras by the hand, and said
+affectionately, &quot;Have you nothing to ask of your brother's son?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nothing but your prayers for us, and a gentle government for your
+people,&quot; answered the old man. &quot;I thank you for your kindness to this
+precious orphan. For myself, I am fast going where I shall need less
+than ever the gifts of princes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Would you not like to be buried with regal honour, in your native
+Clazomen&aelig;?&quot; inquired the prince.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher again pointed upward as he replied, &quot;Nay. The road to
+heaven would be no shorter from Clazomen&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what monument would you have reared to mark the spot where
+Anaxagoras sleeps?&quot; said Chrysippus.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wish to be buried after the ancient manner, with the least possible
+trouble and expense,&quot; rejoined the invalid. &quot;The money you would expend
+for a monument may be given to some captive sighing in bondage. Let an
+almond tree be planted near my grave, that the boys may love to come
+there, as to a pleasant home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The citizens of Lampsacus, hearing of your illness, requested me to ask
+what they should do in honour of your memory, when it pleased the gods
+to call you hence. What response do you give to this message?&quot; inquired
+the prince.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher answered, &quot;Say to them that I desire all the children
+may have a holiday on the anniversary of my death.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Chrysippus remained silent for a few moments; and then continued:
+&quot;Anaxagoras, I perceive that you are strangely unlike other mortals; and
+I know not how you will receive the proposal I am about to make.
+Philothea has glided from the apartment, as if afraid to remain in my
+presence. That graceful maiden is too lovely for any destiny meaner than
+a royal marriage. As a kinsman, I have the best claim to her; and if it
+be your will, I will divorce my Ph&oelig;nician Astarte, and make Philothea
+princess of Clazomen&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thanks, son of Basileon,&quot; replied the old man; &quot;but I love the innocent
+orphan too well to bestow upon her the burden and the dangers of
+royalty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;None could dispute your own right to exchange power and wealth for
+philosophy and poverty,&quot; said Chrysippus; &quot;but though you are the lawful
+guardian of this maiden, I deem it unjust to reject a splendid alliance
+without her knowledge.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea gave her affections to Paralus, even in the days of their
+childhood,&quot; replied Anaxagoras; &quot;and she is of a nature too divine to
+place much value on the splendour that passes away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The prince seemed disturbed and chagrined by this imperturbable spirit
+of philosophy; and after a few brief remarks retreated to the portico.</p>
+
+<p>Here he entered into conversation with Plato; and after some general
+discourse, spoke of his wishes with regard to Philothea. &quot;Anaxagoras
+rejects the alliance,&quot; said he, smiling; &quot;but take my word for it, the
+maiden would not dismiss the matter thus lightly. I have never yet seen
+a woman who preferred philosophy to princes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Kings are less fortunate than philosophers,&quot; responded Plato; &quot;I have
+known several women, who preferred wisdom to gold. Could Chrysippus look
+into those divine eyes, and yet believe that Philothea's soul would
+rejoice in the pomp of princes?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The wealthy son of Basileon still remained incredulous of any exceptions
+to woman's vanity; and finally obtained a promise from Plato, that he
+would use his influence with his friend to have the matter left
+entirely to Philothea's decision.</p>
+
+<p>When the maiden was asked by her grandfather, whether she would be the
+wife of Paralus, smitten by the hand of disease, or princess of
+Clazomen&aelig;, surrounded by more grandeur than Penelope could boast in her
+proudest days&mdash;her innocent countenance expressed surprise, not
+unmingled with fear, that the mind of Anaxagoras was wandering. But when
+assured that Chrysippus seriously proposed to divorce his wife and marry
+her, a feeling of humiliation came over her, that a man, ignorant of the
+qualities of her soul, should be thus captivated by her outward beauty,
+and regard it as a thing to be bought with gold. But the crimson tint
+soon subsided from her transparent cheek, and she quietly replied, &quot;Tell
+the prince of Clazomen&aelig; that I have never learned to value riches; nor
+could I do so, without danger of being exiled far from my divine home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When these words were repeated to Chrysippus, he exclaimed impatiently,
+&quot;Curse on the folly which philosophers dignify with the name of wisdom!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After this, nothing could restore the courtesy he had previously
+assumed. He scarcely tasted the offered fruit and wine; bade a cold
+farewell, and soon rolled away in his splendid chariot, followed by his
+train of attendants.</p>
+
+<p>This unexpected interview produced a singular excitement in the mind of
+Anaxagoras. All the occurrences of his youth passed vividly before him;
+and things forgotten for years were remembered like events of the past
+hour. Plato sat by his side till the evening twilight deepened,
+listening as he recounted scenes long since witnessed in Athens. When
+they entreated him to seek repose, he reluctantly assented, and said to
+his friend, with a gentle pressure of the hand, &quot;Farewell, son of
+Aristo. Pray for me before you retire to your couch.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato parted the silver hairs, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead;
+then crowning himself with a garland, he knelt before an altar that
+stood in the apartment, and prayed aloud: &quot;O thou, who art King of
+Heaven, life and death are in thy hand! Grant what is good for us,
+whether we ask it, or ask it not; and refuse that which would be
+hurtful, even when we ask it most earnestly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That contains the spirit of all prayer,&quot; said the old philosopher. &quot;And
+now, Plato, go to thy rest; and I will go to mine. Very pleasant have
+thy words been to me. Even like the murmuring of fountains in a parched
+and sandy desert.&quot; When left alone with his grandchild and Milza, the
+invalid still seemed unusually excited, and his eyes shone with unwonted
+brightness. Again he recurred to his early years, and talked fondly of
+his wife and children. He dwelt on the childhood of Philothea with
+peculiar pleasure. &quot;Often, very often,&quot; said he, &quot;thy infant smiles and
+artless speech led my soul to divine things; when, without thee, the
+link would have been broken, and the communication lost.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He held her hand affectionately in his, and often drew her toward him,
+that he might kiss her cheek. Late in the night, sleep began to steal
+over him with gentle influence; and Philothea was afraid to move, lest
+she should disturb his slumbers.</p>
+
+<p>Milza reposed on a couch close by her side, ready to obey the slightest
+summons; the small earthen lamp that stood on the floor, shaded by an
+open tablet, burned dim; and the footsteps of Plato were faintly heard
+in the stillness of the night, as he softly paced to and fro in the open
+portico.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea leaned her head upon the couch, and gradually yielded to the
+drowsy influence.</p>
+
+<p>When she awoke, various objects in the apartment were indistinctly
+revealed by the dawning light. All was deeply quiet. She remained
+kneeling by her grandfather's side, and her hand was still clasped in
+his; but it was chilled beneath his touch. She arose, gently placed his
+arm on the couch, and looked upon his face. A placid smile rested on his
+features; and she saw that his spirit had passed in peace.</p>
+
+<p>She awoke Milza, and desired that the household might be summoned. As
+they stood around the couch of that venerable man, Geta and Milza wept
+bitterly; but Philothea calmly kissed his cold cheek; and Plato looked
+on him with serene affection, as he said, &quot;So sleep the good.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A lock of grey hair suspended on the door, and a large vase of water at
+the threshold, early announced to the villagers that the soul of
+Anaxagoras had passed from its earthly tenement. The boys came with
+garlands to decorate the funeral couch of the beloved old man; and no
+tribute of respect was wanting; for all that knew him blessed his
+memory.</p>
+
+<p>He was buried, as he had desired, near the clepsydra in the little
+brook; a young almond tree was planted on his grave; and for years
+after, all the children commemorated the anniversary of his death, by a
+festival called Anaxagoreia.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had sent two discreet matrons, and four more youthful
+attendants, to accompany Philothea to Athens, in case she consented to
+become the wife of Paralus. The morning after the decease of Anaxagoras,
+Plato sent a messenger to Lampsacus, desiring the presence of these
+women, accompanied by Euago and his household. As soon as the funeral
+rites were passed, he entreated Philothea to accept the offered
+protection of Euago, the friend of his youth, and connected by marriage
+with the house of Pericles. &quot;I urge it the more earnestly,&quot; said he,
+&quot;because I think you have reason to fear the power and resentment of
+Chrysippus. Princes do not willingly relinquish a pursuit; and his train
+could easily seize you and your attendants, without resistance from
+these simple villagers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aglaonice, wife of Euago, likewise urged the orphan, in the most
+affectionate manner, to return with them to Lampsacus, and there await
+the departure of the galley. Philothea acknowledged the propriety of
+removal, and felt deeply thankful for the protecting influence of her
+friends. The simple household furniture was given to Milza; her own
+wardrobe, with many little things that had become dear to her, were
+deposited in the chariot of Euago; the weeping villagers had taken an
+affectionate farewell; and sacrifices to the gods had been offered on
+the altar in front of the dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>Still Philothea lingered and gazed on the beautiful scenes where she
+had passed so many tranquil hours. Tears mingled with her smiles, as she
+said, &quot;O, how hard it is to believe the spirit of Anaxagoras will be as
+near me in Athens, as it is here, where his bones lie buried!&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XIII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>One day, the muses twined the hands<br />
+Of infant love with flowery bands,<br />
+And gave the smiling captive boy<br />
+To be Celestial Beauty's joy.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>While Philothea remained at Lampsacus, awaiting the arrival of the
+galley, news came that Chrysippus, with a company of horsemen, had been
+to her former residence, under the pretext of paying funeral rites to
+his deceased relative. At the same time, several robes, mantles, and
+veils, were brought from Heliodora at Ephesus; with the request that
+they, as well as the silver tripod, should be considered, not as a
+dowry, but as gifts to be disposed of as she pleased. The priestess
+mentioned feeble health as a reason for not coming in person to bid the
+orphan farewell; and promised that sacrifices and prayers for her
+happines should be duly offered at the shrine of radiant Ph&oelig;bus.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled to remember how long she had lived in Ionia without
+attracting the notice of her princely relatives, until her name became
+connected with the illustrious house of Pericles; but she meekly
+returned thanks and friendly wishes, together with the writings of
+Simonides, beautifully copied by her own hand.</p>
+
+<p>The day of departure at length arrived. All along the shore might be
+seen smoke rising from the altars of Poseidon, &AElig;olus, Castor and
+Polydeuces, and the sea-green Sisters of the Deep. To the usual danger
+of winds and storms was added the fear of encountering hostile fleets;
+and every power that presided over the destinies of sailors was invoked
+by the anxious mariners. But their course seemed more like an excursion
+in a pleasure barge, than a voyage on the ocean. They rowed along
+beneath a calm and sunny sky, keeping close to the verdant shores where,
+ever and anon, temples, altars, and statues, peeped forth amid groves of
+cypress and cedar; under the shadow of which many a festive train hailed
+the soft approach of spring, with pipe, and song, and choral dance.</p>
+
+<p>The tenth day saw the good ship Halcyone safely moored in the harbour of
+Phalerum, chosen in preference to the more crowded and diseased port of
+the Pir&aelig;us. The galley having been perceived at a distance, Pericles and
+Clinias were waiting, with chariots, in readiness to convey Philothea
+and her attendants. The first inquiries of Pericles were concerning the
+health of Anaxagoras; and he seemed deeply affected, when informed that
+he would behold his face no more. Philothea's heart was touched by the
+tender solemnity of his manner when he bade her welcome to Athens. Plato
+anticipated the anxious question that trembled on her tongue; and a
+brief answer indicated that no important change had taken place in
+Paralus. Clinias kindly urged the claims of himself and wife to be
+considered the parents of the orphan; and they all accompanied her to
+his house, attended by boys burning incense, as a protection against the
+pestilential atmosphere of the marshy grounds.</p>
+
+<p>When they alighted, Philothea timidly, but earnestly, asked to see
+Paralus without delay. Their long-cherished affection, the full
+communion of soul they had enjoyed together, and the peculiar visitation
+which now rested on him, all combined to make her forgetful of ceremony.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles went to seek his son, and found him reclining on the couch
+where he had left him. The invalid seemed to be in a state of deep
+abstraction, and offered no resistance as they led him to the chariot.
+When they entered the house of Clinias, he looked around with a painful
+expression of weariness, until they tenderly placed him on a couch. He
+was evidently disturbed by the presence of those about him, but
+unmindful of any familiar faces, until Philothea suddenly knelt by his
+side, and throwing back her veil, said, &quot;Paralus! dear Paralus! Do you
+not know me?&quot; Then his whole face kindled with an expression of joy, so
+intense that Pericles for a moment thought the faculties of his soul
+were completely restored.</p>
+
+<p>But the first words he uttered showed a total unconsciousness of past
+events. &quot;Oh, Philothea!&quot; he exclaimed, &quot;I have not heard your voice
+since last night, when you came to me and sung that beautiful welcome to
+the swallows, which all the little children like so well.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>On the preceding evening, Philothea, being urged by her maidens to sing,
+had actually warbled that little song; thinking all the while of the
+days of childhood, when she and Paralus used to sing it, to please their
+young companions. When she heard this mysterious allusion to the music,
+she looked at Plato with an expression of surprise; while Milza and the
+other attendants seemed afraid in the presence of one thus visited by
+the gods.</p>
+
+<p>With looks full of beaming affection, the invalid continued: &quot;And now,
+Philothea, we will again walk to that pleasant place, where we went when
+you finished the song.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In low and soothing tones, the maiden inquired, &quot;Where did we go,
+Paralus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Have you forgotten?&quot; he replied. &quot;We went hand in hand up a high
+mountain. A path wound round it in spiral flexures, ever ascending, and
+communicating with all above and all below. A stream of water, pure as
+crystal, flowed along the path, from the summit to the base. Where we
+stood to rest awhile, the skies were of transparent blue; but higher up,
+the light was purple and the trees full of doves. We saw little children
+leading lambs to drink at the stream, and they raised their voices in
+glad shouts, to see the bright waters go glancing and glittering down
+the sides of the mountain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He remained silent and motionless for several minutes; and then
+continued: &quot;But this path is dreary. I do not like this wide marsh, and
+these ruined temples. Who spoke then and told me it was Athens? But now
+I see the groves of Academus. There is a green meadow in the midst, on
+which rests a broad belt of sunshine. Above it, are floating little
+children with wings; and they throw down garlands to little children
+without wings, who are looking upward with joyful faces. Oh, how
+beautiful they are! Come, Philothea, let us join them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher smiled, and inwardly hailed the words as an omen
+auspicious to his doctrines. All who listened were deeply impressed by
+language so mysterious.</p>
+
+<p>The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music. A cithara
+being brought, Philothea played one of his favourite songs, accompanied
+by her voice. The well-remembered sounds seemed to fill him with joy
+beyond his power to express; and again his anxious parent cherished the
+hope that reason would be fully restored.</p>
+
+<p>He put his hand affectionately on Philothea's head, as he said, &quot;Your
+presence evidently has a blessed influence; but oh, my daughter, what a
+sacrifice you are making&mdash;young and beautiful as you are!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Pericles,&quot; she replied, &quot;I deem it a privilege once more to hear
+the sound of his voice; though it speaks a strange, unearthly language.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When they attempted to lead the invalid from the apartment, and
+Philothea, with a tremulous voice, said, &quot;Farewell, Paralus,&quot;&mdash;an
+expression of intense gloom came over his countenance, suddenly as a
+sunny field is obscured by passing clouds. &quot;Not farewell to Eurydice!&quot;
+he said: &quot;It is sad music&mdash;sad music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The tender-hearted maiden was affected even to tears, and found it hard
+to submit to a temporary separation. But Pericles assured her that his
+son would probably soon fall asleep, and awake without any recollection
+of recent events. Before she retired to her couch, a messenger was sent
+to inform her that Paralus was in deep repose.</p>
+
+<p>Clinias having removed from the unhealthy Pir&aelig;us, in search of purer
+atmosphere, Philothea found him in the house once occupied by Phidias;
+and the hope that scenes of past happiness might prove salutary to the
+mind of Paralus, induced Pericles to prepare the former dwelling of
+Anaxagoras for his bridal home. The friends and relations of the invalid
+were extremely desirous to have Philothea's soothing influence
+continually exerted upon him; and the disinterested maiden earnestly
+wished to devote every moment of her life to the restoration of his
+precious health. Under these circumstances, it was deemed best that the
+marriage should take place immediately.</p>
+
+<p>The mother of Paralus had died; and Aspasia, with cautious delicacy,
+declined being present at the ceremony, under the pretext of ill health;
+but Ph&oelig;narete, the wife of Clinias, gladly consented to act as mother
+of the orphan bride.</p>
+
+<p>Propitiatory sacrifices were duly offered to Artemis, Hera, Pallas,
+Aphrodite, the Fates, and the Graces. On the appointed day, Philothea
+appeared in bridal garments, prepared by Ph&oelig;narete. The robe of fine
+Milesian texture, was saffron-coloured, with a purple edge. Over this,
+was a short tunic of brilliant crimson, confined at the waist by an
+embroidered zone, fastened with a broad clasp of gold. Glossy braids of
+hair were intertwined with the folds of her rose-coloured veil; and both
+bride and bridegroom were crowned with garlands of roses and myrtle. The
+chariot, in which they were seated, was followed by musicians, and a
+long train of friends and relatives. Arrived at the temple of Hera, the
+priest presented a branch, which they held between them as a symbol of
+the ties about to unite them. Victims were sacrificed, and the omens
+declared not unpropitious. When the gall had been cast behind the
+altar, Clinias placed Philothea's hand within the hand of Paralus; the
+bride dedicated a ringlet of her hair to Hera; the customary vows were
+pronounced by the priest; and the young couple were presented with
+golden cups of wine, from which they poured libations. The invalid was
+apparently happy; but so unconscious of the scene he was acting, that
+his father was obliged to raise his hand and pour forth the wine.</p>
+
+<p>The ceremonies being finished, the priest reminded Philothea that when a
+good wife died, Persephone formed a procession of the best women to
+scatter flowers in her path, and lead her spirit to Elysium. As he
+spoke, two doves alighted on the altar; but one immediately rose, and
+floated above the other, with a tender cooing sound. Its mate looked
+upward for a moment; and then both of them rose high in the air, and
+disappeared. The spectators hailed this as an auspicious omen; but
+Philothea pondered it in her heart, and thought she perceived a deeper
+meaning than was visible to them.</p>
+
+<p>As the company returned, with the joyful sound of music, many a friendly
+hand threw garlands from the housetops, and many voices pronounced a
+blessing.</p>
+
+<p>In consideration of the health of Paralus, the customary evening
+procession was dispensed with. An abundant feast was prepared at the
+house of Clinias. The gentle and serious bride joined with her female
+friends in the apartments of the women; but no bridegroom appeared at
+the banquet of the men.</p>
+
+<p>As the guests seated themselves at table, a boy came in covered with
+thorn-boughs and acorns, bearing a golden basket filled with bread, and
+singing, &quot;I have left the worse and found the better.&quot; As he passed
+through the rooms, musicians began to play on various instruments, and
+troops of young dancers moved in airy circles to the sound.</p>
+
+<p>At an early hour, Philothea went to the apartment prepared for her in
+the home of her childhood. Ph&oelig;narete preceded her with a lighted torch,
+and her female attendants followed, accompanied by young Pericles,
+bearing on his head a vase of water from the Fountain of Callirh&ouml;e, with
+which custom required that the bride's feet should be bathed. Music was
+heard until a late hour, and epithalamia were again resumed with the
+morning light.</p>
+
+<p>The next day, a procession of women brought the bridal gifts of friends
+and relatives, preceded by a boy clothed in white, carrying a torch in
+one hand, and a basket of flowers in the other. Philothea, desirous to
+please the father of her husband, had particularly requested that this
+office might be performed by the youthful Pericles&mdash;a beautiful boy, the
+only son of Aspasia. The gifts were numerous; consisting of embroidered
+sandals, perfume boxes of ivory inlaid with gold, and various other
+articles, for use or ornament. Pericles sent a small ivory statue of
+Persephone gathering flowers in the vale of Enna; and Aspasia a clasp,
+representing the Naiades floating with the infant Eros, bound in
+garlands. The figures were intaglio, in a gem of transparent cerulean
+hue, and delicately painted. When viewed from the opposite side, the
+effect was extremely beautiful; for the graceful nymphs seemed actually
+moving in their native element Alcibiades presented a Sidonian veil, of
+roseate hue and glossy texture. Ph&oelig;narete bestowed a ring, on which was
+carved a dancing Oread; and Plato a cameo clasp, representing the infant
+Eros crowning a lamb with a garland of lilies.</p>
+
+<p>On the third day, custom allowed every relative to see the bride with
+her face unveiled; and the fame of her surpassing beauty induced the
+remotest connections of the family to avail themselves of the privilege.
+Philothea meekly complied with these troublesome requisitions; but her
+heart was weary for quiet hours, that she might hold free communion with
+Paralus, in that beautiful spirit-land, where his soul was wandering
+before its time.</p>
+
+<p>Music, and the sound of Philothea's voice, seemed the only links that
+connected him with a world of shadows; but his visions were so blissful,
+and his repose so full of peace, that restless and ambitious men might
+well have envied a state thus singularly combining the innocence of
+childhood with the rich imagination of maturer years.</p>
+
+<p>Many weeks passed away in bright tranquillity; and the watchful wife
+thought she at times perceived faint indication of returning health.
+Geta and Milza, in compliance with their own urgent entreaties, were her
+constant assistants in nursing the invalid; and more than once she
+imagined that he looked at them with an earnest expression, as if his
+soul were returning to the recollections of former years.</p>
+
+<p>Spring ripened into summer. The olive-garlands twined with wool,
+suspended on the doors during the festival of Thargelia, had withered
+and fallen; and all men talked of the approaching commemoration of the
+Olympic games.</p>
+
+<p>Hippocrates had been informed that Tithonus, the Ethiopian, possessed
+the singular power of leading the soul from the body, and again
+restoring it to its functions, by means of a soul-directing wand; and
+the idea arose in his mind, that this process might produce a salutary
+effect on Paralus.</p>
+
+<p>The hopes of the anxious father were easily kindled; and he at once
+became desirous that his son should be conveyed to Olympia; for it was
+reported that Tithonus would be present at the games.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea sighed deeply, as she listened to the proposition; for she had
+faith only in the healing power of perfect quiet, and the free communion
+of congenial souls. She yielded to the opinion of Pericles with
+characteristic humility; but the despondency of her tones did not pass
+unobserved.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is partly for your sake that I wish it, my poor child,&quot; said he. &quot;If
+it may be avoided, I will not see the whole of your youth consumed in
+anxious watchings.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young wife looked up with a serene and bright expression, as she
+replied, &quot;Nay, my father, you have never seen me anxious, or troubled. I
+have known most perfect contentment since my union with your son.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles answered affectionately, &quot;I believe it, my daughter; and I have
+marvelled at your cheerfulness. Assuredly, with more than Helen's
+beauty, you have inherited the magical Egyptian powder, whereby she
+drove away all care and melancholy.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XIV.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p><i>Iphegenia</i>&mdash;Absent so long, with joy I look on thee.<br />
+<i>Agamemnon</i>&mdash;And I on thee; so this is mutual joy.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>In accordance with the advice of Hippocrates, the journey to Olympia was
+undertaken. Some time before the commencement of the games, a party,
+consisting of Pericles, Plato, Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants,
+made preparations for departure.</p>
+
+<p>Having kissed the earth of Athens, and sacrificed to Hermes and Hecate,
+the protectors of travellers, they left the city at the Dipylon Gate,
+and entered the road leading to Eleusis. The country presented a
+cheerless aspect; for fields and vineyards once fruitful were desolated
+by ferocious war. But religious veneration had protected the altars, and
+their chaste simplicity breathed the spirit of peace; while the
+beautiful little rustic temples of Demeter, in commemoration of her
+wanderings in search of the lost Persephone, spoke an ideal language,
+soothing to the heart amid the visible traces of man's destructive
+passions.</p>
+
+<p>During the solemnization of the Olympic Games, the bitterest animosities
+were laid aside. The inhabitants of states carrying on a deadly war with
+each other, met in peace and friendship. Even Megara, with all her
+hatred to Athens, gave the travellers a cordial welcome. In every house
+they entered, bread, wine, and salt, were offered to Zeus Xinias, the
+patron of hospitality.</p>
+
+<p>A pleasant grove of cypress trees announced the vicinity of Corinth,
+famed for its magnificence and beauty. A foot-path from the grove led to
+a secluded spot, where water was spouted forth by a marble dolphin, at
+the foot of a brazen statue of Poseidon.</p>
+
+<p>The travellers descended from their chariots to rest under the shadow of
+the lofty plane trees, and refresh themselves with a draught from the
+fountain. The public road was thronged with people on their way to
+Olympia. Most of them drove with renewed eagerness to enter Corinth
+before the evening twilight; for nearly all travellers made it a point
+to visit the remarkable scenes in this splendid and voluptuous city, the
+Paris of the ancient world. A few were attracted by the cool murmuring
+of the waters, and turned aside to the fountain of Poseidon. Among these
+was Artaphernes the Persian, who greeted Pericles, and made known his
+friend Orsames, lately arrived from Ecbatana. The stranger said he had
+with him a parcel for Anaxagoras; and inquired whether any tidings of
+that philosopher had been lately received in Athens. Pericles informed
+them of the death of the good old man, and mentioned that his
+grand-daughter, accompanied by her husband and attendants, was then in a
+retired part of the grove. The Persian took from his chariot a roll of
+parchment and a small box, and placed them in the hands of Geta, to be
+conveyed to Philothea. The tears came to her eyes, when she discovered
+that it was a friendly epistle from Phil&aelig;mon to his beloved old master.
+It appeared to have been written soon after he heard of his exile, and
+was accompanied by a gift of four min&aelig;. His own situation was described
+as happy as it could be in a foreign land. His time was principally
+employed in instructing the sons of the wealthy satrap, Megabyzus; a
+situation which he owed to the friendly recommendation of Artaphernes.
+At the close, after many remarks concerning the politics of Athens, he
+expressed a wish to be informed of Eudora's fate, and an earnest hope
+that she was not beyond the reach of Philothea's influence.</p>
+
+<p>This letter awakened busy thoughts. The happy past and a cheerful future
+were opened to her mind, in all the distinctness of memory and the
+brightness of hope. At such moments, her heart yearned for the ready
+sympathy she had been wont to receive from Paralus. As she drew aside
+the curtains of the litter, and looked upon him in tranquil slumber, she
+thought of the wonderful gift of Tithonus, with an intense anxiety, to
+which her quiet spirit was usually a stranger. Affectionate
+recollections of Eudora, and the anticipated joy of meeting, mingled
+with this deeper tide of feeling, and increased her desire to arrive at
+the end of their journey. Pericles shared her anxiety, and admitted no
+delays but such as were necessary for the health of the invalid.</p>
+
+<p>From Corinth they passed into the pleasant valleys of Arcadia, encircled
+with verdant hills. Here nature reigned in simple beauty, unadorned by
+the magnificence of art. The rustic temples were generally composed of
+intertwined trees, in the recesses of which were placed wooden images of
+Pan, &quot;the simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god.&quot; Here and there an aged
+man reposed in the shadow of some venerable oak; and the shepherds, as
+they tended their flocks, welcomed this brief interval of peace with
+the mingled music of reeds and flutes.</p>
+
+<p>Thence the travellers passed into the broad and goodly plains of Elis;
+protected from the spoiler by its sacred character, as the seat of the
+Olympic Games. In some places, troops of women might be seen in the
+distance, washing garments in the river Alpheus, and spreading them out
+to whiten in the sun. Fertility rewarded the labours of the husbandmen,
+and the smiling fields yielded pasturage to numerous horses, which
+Ph&oelig;bus himself might have prized for strength, fleetness, and majestic
+beauty.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus passed through all these scenes entirely unconscious whether
+they were sad or cheerful. When he spoke, it was of things unrecognized
+by those of earthly mould; yet those who heard him found therein a
+strange and marvellous beauty, that seemed not altogether new to the
+soul, but was seen in a dim and pleasing light, like the recollections
+of infant years.</p>
+
+<p>The travellers stopped at a small town in the neighbourhood of Olympia,
+where Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants were to remain during the
+solemnization of the games. The place chosen for their retreat was the
+residence of Proclus and his wife Melissa; worthy, simple-hearted
+people, at whose house Phidias had died, and under whose protection he
+had placed Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>As the chariots approached the house, the loud barking of Hylax
+attracted the attention of Zoila, the merry little daughter of Proclus,
+who was playing in the fields with her brother Pterila&uuml;s. The moment the
+children espied a sight so unusual in that secluded place, they ran
+with all speed to carry tidings to the household. Eudora was busy at the
+loom; but she went out to look upon the strangers, saying, as she did
+so, that they were doubtless travellers, who, in passing to the Olympic
+Games, had missed their way.</p>
+
+<p>Her heart beat tumultuously when she saw Hylax capering and fawning
+about a man who bore a strong resemblance to Geta. The next moment, she
+recognized Pericles and Plato speaking with a tall, majestic looking
+woman, closely veiled. She darted forward a few paces, in the eagerness
+of her joy; but checked herself when she perceived that the stranger
+lingered; for she said, in her heart, &quot;If it were Philothea, she could
+not be so slow in coming to meet me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus she reasoned, not knowing that Philothea was the wife of Paralus,
+and that his enfeebled health required watchful care. In a few moments
+her doubts were dispelled, and the friends were locked in each others'
+arms.</p>
+
+<p>Proclus gave the travellers a hospitable reception, and cheerfully
+consented that Paralus and his attendants should remain with them.
+Pericles, having made all necessary arrangements for the beloved
+invalid, bade an early farewell, and proceeded with Plato to Olympia.</p>
+
+<p>When Geta and Milza had received a cordial welcome; and Hylax had
+somewhat abated his boisterous joy; and old Dione, with the tears in her
+eyes, had brought forward treasures of grapes and wine&mdash;Eudora eagerly
+sought a private interview with the friend of her childhood.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dearest Philothea!&quot; she exclaimed, &quot;I thought you were still in Ionia;
+and I never expected to see you again; and now you have come, my heart
+is <i>so</i> full&quot;&mdash;--</p>
+
+<p>Unable to finish the sentence, she threw herself on that bosom where she
+had ever found sympathy in all her trials, and sobbed like a child.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My beloved Eudora,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;you still carry with you a heart
+easily kindled; affections that heave and blaze like a volcano.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden looked up affectionately, and smiled through her tears, as
+she said, &quot;The love you kindled in infancy has burned none the less
+strongly because there was no one to cherish it. If the volcano now
+blazes, it only proves how faithfully it has carried the hidden fire in
+its bosom.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She paused, and spoke more sadly, as she added, &quot;There was, indeed, one
+brief period, when it was well-nigh smothered. Would to the gods, <i>that</i>
+might pass into oblivion! But it will not. After Phidias came to Elis,
+he made for Plato a small statue of Mnemosyne, that turned and looked
+upward to Heaven, while she held a half-opened scroll toward the earth.
+It was beautiful beyond description; but there was bitterness in my
+heart when I looked upon it; I thought Memory should be represented
+armed with the scourge of the Furies.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And did you not perceive,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;that yourself had armed the
+benignant goddess with a scourge? Thus do the best gifts from the Divine
+Fountain become changed by the will of those who receive them. But,
+dearest Eudora, though your heart retains its fire, a change has passed
+over your countenance. The cares of this world have driven away the
+spirit of gladness, that came with you from your divine home. That
+smiling twin of Innocence is ever present and visible while we are
+unconscious of its existence; but when in darkness and sorrow the soul
+asks where it has gone, a hollow voice, like the sound of autumn winds,
+echoes, 'Gone!'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora sighed, as she answered, &quot;It is even so. But I know not where you
+could have learned it; for you have ever seemed to live in a region
+above darkness and storms. Earth has left no shadow on your countenance.
+It expresses the same transparent innocence, the same mild love. A light
+not of this world is gleaming there; and it has grown brighter and
+clearer since we parted. I could almost believe that you accompany Hera
+to the Fountain of Canathus, where it is said she every year bathes to
+restore her infant purity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, as she playfully laid her hand on Eudora's mouth, and
+said, &quot;Nay, Eudora, you forget that flattery produces effects very
+unlike the Fountain of Canathus. We have been gazing in each other's
+faces, as if we fondly hoped there to read the record of all that has
+passed since we were separated. Yet, very little of all that we have
+known and felt&mdash;of all that has gradually become a portion of our
+life&mdash;is inscribed there. Perhaps you already know that Anaxagoras fell
+asleep in Ionia. The good old man died in peace, as he had lived in
+love. If I mistake not, while I talked with Pericles, Milza informed you
+that I was the wife of Paralus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, dearest Philothea; but not till she had first told me of her own
+marriage with Geta.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, as she replied, &quot;I believe it is the only case in
+which that affectionate creature thinks of herself, before she thinks of
+me; but Geta is to her an object of more importance than all the world
+beside. When we were in Ionia, I often found her whispering magical
+words, while she turned the sieve and shears, to ascertain whether her
+lover were faithful to his vows. I could not find it in my heart to
+reprove her fond credulity;&mdash;for I believe this proneness to wander
+beyond the narrow limits of the visible world is a glimmering
+reminiscence of parentage divine; and though in Milza's untutored mind
+the mysterious impulse takes an inglorious form, I dare not deride what
+the wisest soul can neither banish nor comprehend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the curtain, which
+separated them from the room where Paralus reposed, watched by the
+faithful Geta. There was a tender solemnity in the expression of her
+countenance, whereby Eudora conjectured the nature of her thoughts.
+Speaking in a subdued voice, she asked whether Paralus would inquire for
+her, when he awoke.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He will look for me, and seem bewildered, as if something were lost,&quot;
+replied Philothea. &quot;Since I perceived this, I have been careful not to
+excite painful sensations by my absence. Geta will give me notice when
+slumber seems to be passing away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And do you think Tithonus can restore him?&quot; inquired Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered, &quot;Fear is stronger than hope. I thought I perceived a
+healing influence in the perfect quiet and watchful love that surrounded
+him in Athens; and to these I would fain have trusted, had it been the
+will of Pericles. But, dearest Eudora, let us not speak on this subject.
+It seems to me like the sacred groves, into which nothing unconsecrated
+may enter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a short pause, Eudora said. &quot;Then I will tell you my own history.
+After we came to Elis, Phidias treated me with more tenderness and
+confidence than he had ever done. Perhaps he observed that my proud,
+impetuous character was chastened and subdued by affliction and
+repentance. Though we were in the habit of talking unreservedly, he
+never alluded to the foolish conduct that offended him so seriously. I
+felt grateful for this generous forbearance; and by degress I learned to
+fear him less and love him deeply.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We received some tidings of him when Plato came into Ionia,&quot; rejoined
+Philothea; &quot;and we rejoiced to learn that he found in Elis a rich
+recompense for the shameful ingratitude of Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was a rich recompense, indeed,&quot; replied Eudora. &quot;The people
+reverenced him as if he were something more than mortal. His statue
+stands in the sacred grove at Olympia, bearing the simple inscription;
+'Phidias, Son of Charmides, sculptor of the Gods.' At his death, the
+Elians bestowed gifts on all his servants; endowed me with the yearly
+revenues of a farm; and appointed his nephew Pand&aelig;nus to the honourable
+office of preserving the statue of Olympian Zeus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Did Phidias express no anxiety concerning your unprotected situation?&quot;
+inquired Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was his wish that I should marry Pand&aelig;nus,&quot; answered Eudora; &quot;but
+he urged the subject no farther, when he found that I regarded the
+marriage with aversion. On his death-bed he charged his nephew to
+protect and cherish me as a sister. He left me under the guardianship of
+Proclus, with strict injunctions that I should have perfect freedom in
+the choice of a husband. He felt no anxiety concerning my maintenance;
+for the Elians had promised that all persons connected with him should
+be liberally provided at the public expense; and I was universally
+considered as the adopted daughter of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what did Pand&aelig;nus say to the wishes of his uncle?&quot; asked
+Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora blushed slightly as she answered, &quot;He tried to convince me that
+we should all be happier, if I would consent to the arrangement. I could
+not believe this; and Pand&aelig;nus was too proud to repeat his
+solicitations to a reluctant listener. I seldom see him; but when there
+is opportunity to do me service, he is very kind.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend looked earnestly upon her, as if seeking to read her heart;
+and inquired, &quot;Has no other one gained your affections? I had some fears
+that I should find you married.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why did you fear?&quot; said Eudora: &quot;Other friends would consider it a
+joyful occasion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But I feared, because I have ever cherished the hope that you would be
+the wife of Phil&aelig;mon,&quot; rejoined her companion.</p>
+
+<p>The sensitive maiden sighed deeply, and turned away her head, as she
+said, with a tremulous voice, &quot;I have little doubt that Phil&aelig;mon has
+taken a Persian wife, before this time.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea made no reply; but searched for the epistle she had received
+at Corinth, and placed it in the hands of her friend. Eudora started,
+when she saw the well-known writing of Phil&aelig;mon. But when she read the
+sentence wherein he expressed affectionate solicitude for her welfare,
+she threw her arms convulsively about Philothea's neck, exclaiming, &quot;Oh,
+my beloved friend, what a blessed messenger you have ever been to this
+poor heart!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For some moments, her agitation was extreme; but that gentle influence,
+which had so often soothed her, gradually calmed her perturbed feelings;
+and they talked freely of the possibility of regaining Phil&aelig;mon's love.</p>
+
+<p>As Eudora stood leaning on her shoulder, Philothea, struck with the
+contrast in their figures, said: &quot;When you were in Athens, we called you
+the Zephyr; and surely you are thinner now than you were then. I fear
+your health suffers from the anxiety of your mind. &quot;See!&quot; continued she,
+turning towards the mirror&mdash;&quot;See what a contrast there is between us!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There should be a contrast,&quot; rejoined Eudora, smiling: &quot;The pillars of
+agoras are always of lighter and less majestic proportions than the
+pillars of temples.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she spoke, Geta lifted the curtain, and Philothea instantly obeyed
+the signal. For a few moments after her departure, Eudora heard the low
+murmuring of voices, and then the sound of a cithara, whose tones she
+well remembered. The tune was familiar to her in happier days, and she
+listened to it with tears.</p>
+
+<p>Her meditations were suddenly disturbed by little Zoila, who came in
+with a jump and a bound, to show a robe full of flowers she had gathered
+for the beautiful Athenian lady. When she perceived that tears had
+fallen on the blossoms, she suddenly changed her merry tones, and with
+artless affection inquired, &quot;What makes Dora cry?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wept for the husband of that beautiful Athenian lady, because he is
+very ill,&quot; replied the maiden.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;See the flowers!&quot; exclaimed Zoila. &quot;It looks as if the dew was on it;
+but the tears will not make it grow again&mdash;will they?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora involuntarily shuddered at the omen conveyed in her childish
+words; but gave permission to carry her offering to the Athenian lady,
+if she would promise to step very softly, and speak in whispers.
+Philothea received the flowers thankfully, and placed them in vases near
+her husband's couch; for she still fondly hoped to win back the
+wandering soul by the presence of things peaceful, pure, and beautiful.
+She caressed the innocent little one, and tried to induce her to remain
+a few minutes; but the child seemed uneasy, as if in the presence of
+something that inspired fear. She returned to Eudora with a very
+thoughtful countenance; and though she often gathered flowers for &quot;the
+tall infant,&quot; as she called Paralus, she could never after be persuaded
+to enter his apartment.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XV.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They in me breathed a voice<br />
+Divine; that I might know, with listening ears,<br />
+Things past and future; and enjoined me praise<br />
+The race of blessed ones, that live for aye.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HESIOD.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>PHILOTHEA to PHIL&AElig;MON, greeting:</p>
+
+<p>The body of Anaxagoras has gone to the Place of Sleep. If it were not
+so, his hand would have written in reply to thy kind epistle. I was with
+him when he died, but knew not the hour he departed, for he sunk to rest
+like an infant.</p>
+
+<p>We lived in peaceful poverty in Ionia; sometimes straitened for the
+means whereby this poor existence is preserved, but ever cheerful in
+spirit.</p>
+
+<p>I drank daily from the ivory cup thou didst leave for me, with thy
+farewell to Athens; and the last lines traced by my grandfather's hand
+still remain on the tablet thou didst give him. They are preserved for
+thee, to be sent in to Persia, if thou dost not return to Greece, as I
+hope thou wilt.</p>
+
+<p>I am now the wife of Paralus; and Pericles has brought us into the
+neighbourhood of Olympia, seeking medical aid for my husband, not yet
+recovered from the effects of the plague. Pure and blameless, Paralus
+has ever been&mdash;with a mind richly endowed by the gods; and all this thou
+well knowest. Yet he is as one that dies while he lives; though not
+altogether as one unbeloved by divine beings. Wonderful are the accounts
+he brings of that far-off world, where his spirit wanders. Sometimes I
+listen with fear, till all philosophy seems dim, and I shrink from the
+mystery of our being. When they do not disturb him with earthly
+medicines, he is quiet and happy. Waking, he speaks of things clothed in
+heavenly splendour; and in his sleep, he smiles like a child whose
+dreams are pleasant. I think this blessing comes from the Divine, by
+reason of the innocence of his life.</p>
+
+<p>We abide at the house of Proclus, a kind, truth-telling man, whose wife,
+Melissa, is at once diligent and quiet&mdash;a rare combination of goodly
+virtues. These worthy people have been guardians of Eudora, since the
+death of Phidias; and with much affection, they speak of her gentleness,
+patience, and modest retirement. Melissa told me Aspasia had urgently
+invited her to Athens, but she refused, without even asking the advice
+of her guardian. Thou knowest her great gifts would have been worshipped
+by the Athenians, and that Eudora herself could not be ignorant of this.</p>
+
+<p>Sometimes a stream is polluted in the fountain, and its waters are
+tainted through all its wanderings; and sometimes the traveller throws
+into a pure rivulet some unclean thing, which floats awhile, and is then
+rejected from its bosom. Eudora is the pure rivulet. A foreign stain
+floated on the surface, but never mingled with its waters.</p>
+
+<p>Phidias wished her to marry his nephew; and Pand&aelig;nus would fain have
+persuaded her to consent; but they forebore to urge it, when they saw it
+gave her pain. She is deeply thankful to her benefactor for allowing her
+a degree of freedom so seldom granted to Grecian maidens.</p>
+
+<p>The Elians, proud of their magnificent statue of Olympian Zeus, have
+paid extraordinary honours to the memory of the great sculptor, and
+provided amply for every member of his household. Eudora is industrious
+from choice, and gives liberally to the poor; particularly to orphans,
+who, like herself, have been brought into bondage by the violence of
+wicked men, or the chances of war. For some time past, she has felt all
+alone in the world;&mdash;a condition that marvellously helps to bring us
+into meekness and tenderness of spirit. When she read what thou didst
+write of her in thy epistle, she fell upon my neck and wept.</p>
+
+<p>I return to thee the four min&aelig;. He to whose necessities thou wouldst
+have kindly administered, hath gone where gold and silver avail not.
+Many believe that they who die sleep forever; but this they could not,
+if they had listened to words I have heard from Paralus.</p>
+
+<p>Son of Ch&aelig;rila&uuml;s, farewell. May blessings be around thee, wheresoever
+thou goest, and no evil shadow cross thy threshold.</p>
+
+<p>Written in Elis, this thirteenth day of the increasing moon, in the
+month Hecatomb&aelig;on, and the close of the eighty-seventh Olympiad.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Without naming her intention to Eudora, Philothea laid aside the scroll
+she had prepared, resolved to place it in the hands of Pericles, to be
+entrusted to the care of some Persian present at the games, which were
+to commence on the morrow.</p>
+
+<p>Before the hour of noon, Hylax gave notice of approaching strangers, who
+proved to be Pericles and Plato, attended by Tithonus. The young wife
+received them courteously, though a sudden sensation of dread ran
+through her veins with icy coldness. It was agreed that none but
+herself, Pericles, and Plato, should be present with Tithonus; and that
+profound silence should be observed. Preparation was made by offering
+solemn sacrifices to Ph&oelig;bus, Hermes, Hecate, and Persephone; and
+Philothea inwardly prayed to that Divine Principle, revealed to her only
+by the monitions of his spirit in the stillness of her will.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus stood behind the invalid, and remained perfectly quiet for many
+minutes. He then gently touched the back part of his head with a small
+wand, and leaning over him, whispered in his ear. An unpleasant change
+immediately passed over the countenance of Paralus; he endeavoured to
+place his hand on his head, and a cold shivering seized him. Philothea
+shuddered, and Pericles grew pale, as they watched these symptoms; but
+the silence remained unbroken. A second and a third time the Ethiopian
+touched him with his wand, and spoke in whispers. The expression of pain
+deepened; insomuch that his friends could not look upon him without
+anguish of heart. Finally his limbs straightened, and became perfectly
+rigid and motionless.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus, perceiving the terror he had excited, said soothingly, &quot;Oh,
+Athenians, be not afraid. I have never seen the soul withdrawn without a
+struggle with the body. Believe me, it will return. The words I
+whispered, were those I once heard from the lips of Plato: 'The human
+soul is guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest
+eyes, and wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is
+black, heavy and sleepy-eyed&mdash;ever prone to lie down upon the earth.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The second time, I whispered, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And the
+third time I said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no
+wings.' When life returns, Paralus will have remembrance of these
+words.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, restore him! Restore him!&quot; exclaimed Philothea, in tones of
+agonized entreaty.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus answered with respectful tenderness, and again stood in
+profound silence several minutes, before he raised the wand. At the
+first touch, a feeble shivering gave indication of returning life. As it
+was repeated a second and a third time, with a brief interval between
+each movement, the countenance of the sufferer grew more dark and
+troubled, until it became fearful to look upon. But the heavy shadow
+gradually passed away, and a dreamy smile returned, like a gleam of
+sunshine after storms. The moment Philothea perceived an expression
+familiar to her heart, she knelt by the couch, seized the hand of
+Paralus, and bathed it with her tears.</p>
+
+<p>When the first gush of emotion had subsided, she said, in a soft, low
+voice, &quot;Where have you been, dear Paralus?&quot; The invalid answered: &quot;A
+thick vapour enveloped me, as with a dark cloud; and a stunning noise
+pained my head with its violence. A voice said to me, 'The human soul is
+guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest eyes, and
+wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is black,
+heavy, and sleepy-eyed&mdash;ever prone to lie down upon the earth.' Then the
+darkness began to clear away. But there was strange confusion. All
+things seemed rapidly to interchange their colours and their forms&mdash;the
+sound of a storm was in mine ears&mdash;the elements and the stars seemed to
+crowd upon me&mdash;and my breath was taken away. Then I heard a voice,
+saying, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And I looked and saw the
+chariot and horses, of which the voice had spoken. The beautiful white
+horse gazed upward, and tossed his mane, and spread his wings
+impatiently; but the black horse slept upon the ground. The voice again
+said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no wings!' And
+suddenly the chariot ascended, and I saw the white horse on light fleecy
+clouds, in a far blue sky. Then I heard a pleasing, silent sound&mdash;as if
+dew-drops made music as they fell. I breathed freely, and my form seemed
+to expand itself with buoyant life. All at once, I was floating in the
+air, above a quiet lake, where reposed seven beautiful islands, full of
+the sound of harps; and Philothea slept at my side, with a garland on
+her head. I asked, 'Is this the divine home, whence I departed into the
+body?' And a voice above my head answered 'It is the divine home. Man
+never leaves it. He ceases to perceive.' Afterward, I looked downward,
+and saw my dead body lying on a couch. Then again there came strange
+confusion&mdash;and a painful clashing of sounds&mdash;and all things rushing
+together. But Philothea took my hand, and spoke to me in gentle tones,
+and the discord ceased.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato had listened with intense interest. He stood apart with Tithonus,
+and they spoke together in low tones, for several minutes before they
+left the apartment. The philosopher was too deeply impressed to return
+to the festivities of Olympia. He hired an apartment at the dwelling of
+a poor shepherd, and during the following day remained in complete
+seclusion, without partaking of food.</p>
+
+<p>While Paralus revealed his vision, his father's soul was filled with
+reverence and fear, and he breathed with a continual consciousness of
+supernatural presence. When his feelings became somewhat composed, he
+leaned over the couch, and spoke a few affectionate words to his son;
+but the invalid turned away his head, as if disturbed by the presence of
+a stranger. The spirit of the strong man was moved, and he trembled like
+a leaf shaken by the wind. Unable to endure this disappointment of his
+excited hopes, he turned away hastily, and sought to conceal his grief
+in solitude.</p>
+
+<p>During the whole of the ensuing day, Paralus continued in a deep sleep.
+This was followed by silent cheerfulness, which, flowing as it did from
+a hidden source, had something solemn and impressive in its character.
+It was sad, yet pleasant, to see his look of utter desolation whenever
+he lost sight of Philothea; and the sudden gleam of joy that illumined
+his whole face the moment she re-appeared.</p>
+
+<p>The young wife sat by his side, hour after hour, with patient love;
+often cheering him with her soft, rich voice, or playing upon the lyre
+he had fashioned for her in happier days. She found a sweet reward in
+the assurance given by all his friends, that her presence had a healing
+power they had elsewhere sought in vain. She endeavoured to pour balm
+into the wounded heart of Pericles, and could she have seen him willing
+to wait the event with perfect resignation, her contentment would have
+been not unmingled with joy.</p>
+
+<p>She wept in secret when she heard him express a wish to have Paralus
+carried to the games, to try the effect of a sudden excitement; for
+there seemed to her something of cruelty in thus disturbing the
+tranquillity of one so gentle and so helpless. But the idea had been
+suggested by a learned physician of Chios, and Pericles seemed reluctant
+to return to Athens without trying this experiment also. Philothea found
+it more difficult to consent to the required sacrifice, because the laws
+of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved husband to
+Olympia; but she suppressed her feelings; and the painfulness of the
+struggle was never fully confessed, even to Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>While the invalid slept, he was carefully conveyed in a litter, and
+placed in the vicinity of the Hippodrome. He awoke in the midst of a
+gorgeous spectacle. Long lines of splendid chariots were ranged on
+either side of the barrier; the horses proudly pawed the ground, and
+neighed impatiently; the bright sun glanced on glittering armour; and
+the shouts of the charioteers were heard high above the busy hum of that
+vast multitude.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus instantly closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the glare; and an
+expression of painful bewilderment rested on his countenance.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of the barrier stood an altar, on the top of which was a
+brazen eagle. When the lists were in readiness, the majestic bird arose
+and spread its wings, with a whirring noise, as a signal for the racers
+to begin. Then was heard the clattering of hoofs, and the rushing of
+wheels, as when armies meet in battle. A young Messenian was, for a
+time, foremost in the race; but his horse took fright at the altar of
+Taraxippus&mdash;his chariot was overthrown&mdash;and Alcibiades gained the prize.
+The vanquished youth uttered a loud and piercing shriek, as the horses
+passed over him; and Paralus fell senseless in his father's arms.</p>
+
+<p>It was never known whether this effect was produced by the presence of a
+multitude, by shrill and discordant sounds, or by returning
+recollection, too powerful for his enfeebled frame. He was tenderly
+carried from the crowd, and restoratives having been applied, in vain,
+the melancholy burden was slowly and carefully conveyed to her who so
+anxiously awaited his arrival.</p>
+
+<p>During his absence, Philothea had earnestly prayed for the preservation
+of a life so precious to her; and as the time of return drew near, she
+walked in the fields, accompanied by Eudora and Milza, eager to catch
+the first glimpse of his father's chariot. She read sad tidings in the
+gloomy countenance of Pericles, before she beheld the lifeless form of
+her husband.</p>
+
+<p>Cautiously and tenderly as the truth was revealed to her, she became
+dizzy and pale, with the suddenness of the shock. Pericles endeavoured
+to soothe her with all the sympathy of a parental love, mingled with
+deep feelings of contrition, that his restless anxiety had thus brought
+ruin into her paradise of peace: and Plato spoke gentle words of
+consolation; reminding her that every soul, which philosophized
+sincerely and loved beautiful forms, was restored to the full vigour of
+its wings, and soared to the blest condition from which it fell.</p>
+
+<p>They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no
+more. But as Philothea bent over him, she perceived a faint pulsation of
+the heart. Her pale features were flushed with joy, as she exclaimed,
+&quot;He lives! He will speak to me again! Oh, I could die in peace,&mdash;if I
+might once more hear his voice, as I heard it in former years.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She bathed his head with cool perfumed waters, and watched him with love
+that knew no weariness.</p>
+
+<p>Proclus and Telissa deemed he had fallen by the dart of Ph&oelig;bus Apollo;
+and fearing the god was angry for some unknown cause, they suspended
+branches of rhamn and laurel on the doors, to keep off evil demons.</p>
+
+<p>For three days and three nights, Paralus remained in complete oblivion.
+On the morning of the fourth, a pleasant change was observed in his
+countenance; and he sometimes smiled so sweetly, and so rationally, that
+his friends still dared to hope his health might be fully restored.</p>
+
+<p>At noon, he awoke; and looking at his wife with an expression full of
+tenderness, said: &quot;Dearest Philothea, you are with me. I saw you no
+more, after the gate had closed. I believe it must have been a dream;
+but it was very distinct.&quot; He glanced around the room, as if his
+recollections were confused; but his eyes no longer retained the fixed
+and awful expression of one who walked in his sleep.</p>
+
+<p>Speaking slowly and thoughtfully, he continued: &quot;It could not be a
+dream. I was in the temple of the most ancient god. The roof was of
+heaven's pure gold, which seemed to have a ligat within it, like the
+splendour of the sun. All around the temple were gardens full of bloom.
+I heard soft, mumuring sounds, like the cooing of doves; and I saw the
+immortal Oreades and the Naiades pouring water from golden urns.
+Anaxagoras stood beside me; and he said we were living in the age of
+innocence, when mortals could gaze on divine beings unveiled, and yet
+preserve their reason. They spoke another language than the Greeks; but
+we had no need to learn it; we seemed to breathe it in the air. The
+Oreades had music written on scrolls, in all the colours of the rainbow.
+When I asked the meaning of this, they showed me a triangle. At the top
+was crimson, at the right hand blue, and at the left hand yellow. And
+they said, 'Know ye not that all life is three-fold!' It was a dark
+saying; but I then thought I faintly comprehended what Pythagoras has
+written concerning the mysterious signification of One and Three. Many
+other things I saw and heard, but was forbidden to relate. The gate of
+the temple was an arch, supported by two figures with heavy drapery,
+eyes closed, and arms folded. They told me these were Sleep and Death.
+Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
+Beyond it, I saw you standing with outstretched arms, as if you sought
+to come to me, but could not. The air was filled with voices, that sung:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come! join thy kindred spirit, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!<br />
+When Sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain&mdash;<br />
+What he hath brought, Death brings again.<br />
+Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>I tried to meet you; but as I passed through the gate, a cold air blew
+upon me, and all beyond was in the glimmering darkness of twilight. I
+would have returned, but the gate had closed; and I heard behind me the
+sound of harps and of voices, singing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Philothea kissed his hand, and her face beamed with joy. She had
+earnestly desired some promise of their future union; and now she felt
+the prayer was answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Could it be a dream?&quot; said Paralus: &quot;Methinks I hear the music now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled affectionately, as she replied: &quot;When sleep hath
+passed, thy dreams remain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she gazed upon him, she observed that the supernatural expression of
+his eyes had changed; and that his countenence now wore its familiar,
+household smile. Still she feared to cherish the hope springing in her
+heart, until he looked toward the place where her attendant sat,
+motionless and silent, and said, &quot;Milza, will you bring me the lyre?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The affectionate peasant looked earnestly at Philothea, and wept as she
+placed it in his hand.</p>
+
+<p>Making an effort to rise, he seemed surprised at his own weakness. They
+gently raised him, bolstered him with pillows, and told him he had long
+been ill.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have not known it,&quot; he replied. &quot;It seems to me I have returned from
+a far country.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He touched the lyre, and easily recalled the tune which he said he had
+learned in the Land of Dreams. It was a wild, unearthly strain, with
+sounds of solemn gladness, that deeply affected Philothea's soul.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had not visited his son since his return to perfect
+consciousness. When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of
+recognition, and said, &quot;My father!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Milza had been sent to call the heart-stricken parent, and prepare him
+for some favourable change; but when he heard those welcome words, he
+dropped suddenly upon his knees, buried his face in the drapery of the
+couch, and his whole frame shook with emotion.</p>
+
+<p>The invalid continued: &quot;They tell me I have been very ill, dear father;
+but it appears to me that I have only travelled. I have seen Anaxagoras
+often&mdash;Plato sometimes&mdash;and Philothea almost constantly; but I have
+never seen you, since I thought you were dying of the plague at Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles replied, &quot;You have indeed been ill, my son. You are to me as
+the dead restored to life. But you must be quiet now, and seek repose.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained very
+wakeful. His eyes sparkled, and a feverish flush was on his cheek.
+Philothea took her cithara, and played his favourite tunes. This seemed
+to tranquilize him; and as the music grew more slow and plaintive, he
+became drowsy, and at length sunk into a gentle slumber.</p>
+
+<p>After more than two hours of deep repose, he was awakened by the merry
+shouts of little Zoila, who had run out to meet Plato, as he came from
+Olympia. Philothea feared, lest the shrill noise had given him pain;
+but he smiled; and said, &quot;The voice of childhood is pleasant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He expressed a wish to see his favourite philosopher; and their kindred
+souls held long and sweet communion together. When Plato retired from
+the couch, he said to Philothea, &quot;I have learned more from this dear
+wanderer, than philosophers or poets have ever written. I am confirmed
+in my belief that no impelling truth is ever learned in this world; but
+that all is received directly from the Divine Ideal, flowing into the
+soul of man when his reason is obedient and still.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A basket of grapes, tastefully ornamented with flowers, was presented to
+the invalid; and in answer to his inquiries, he was informed that they
+were prepared by Eudora. He immediately desired that she might be
+called; and when she came, he received her with the most cordial
+affection. He alluded to past events with great clearness of memory, and
+asked his father several questions concerning the condition of Athens.
+When Philothea arranged his pillows and bathed his head, he pressed her
+hand affectionately, and said, &quot;It almost seems as if you were my wife.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles, deeply affected, replied, &quot;My dear son, she is your wife. She
+forgot all my pride, and consented to marry you, that she might become
+your nurse, when we all feared that you would be restored to us no
+more.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Paralus looked up with a bright expression of gratitude, and said, &quot;I
+thank you, father. This was very kind. Now you will be her father, when
+I am gone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Perceiving that Pericles and Eudora wept, he added: &quot;Do not mourn
+because I am soon to depart. Why would ye detain my soul in this world?
+Its best pleasures are like the shallow gardens of Adonis, fresh and
+fair in the morning, and perishing at noon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He then repeated his last vision, and asked for the lyre, that they
+might hear the music he had learned from immortal voices.</p>
+
+<p>There was melancholy beauty in the sight of one so pale and thin,
+touching the lyre with an inspired countenance, and thus revealing to
+mortal ears the melodies of Heaven.</p>
+
+<p>One by one his friends withdrew; being tenderly solicitous that he
+should not become exhausted by interviews prolonged beyond his strength.
+He was left alone with Philothea; and many precious words were spoken,
+that sunk deep into her heart, never to be forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>But sleep departed from his eyes; and it soon became evident that the
+soul, in returning to its union with the body, brought with it a
+consciousness of corporeal suffering. This became more and more intense;
+and though he uttered no complaint, he said to those who asked him, that
+bodily pain seemed at times too powerful for endurance.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had for several days remained under the same roof, to watch the
+progress of recovery; but at midnight, he was called to witness
+convulsive struggles, that indicated approaching death.</p>
+
+<p>During intervals of comparative ease, Paralus recognized his afflicted
+parent, and conjured him to think less of the fleeting honours of this
+world, which often eluded the grasp, and were always worthless in the
+possession.</p>
+
+<p>He held Philothea's hand continually, and often spoke to her in words of
+consolation. Immediately after an acute spasm of pain had subsided, he
+asked to be turned upon his right side, that he might see her face more
+distinctly. As she leaned over him, he smiled faintly, and imprinted a
+kiss upon her lips. He remained tranquil, with his eyes fixed upon hers;
+and a voice within impelled her to sing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>He looked upward with a radiant expression, and feebly pressed her hand.
+Not long after, his eyelids closed, and sleep seemed to cover his
+features with her heavy veil.</p>
+
+<p>Suddenly his countenance shone with a strange and impressive beauty. The
+soul had departed to return to earth no more.</p>
+
+<p>In all his troubles, Pericles had never shed a tear; but now he rent the
+air with his groans, and sobbed, like a mother bereft of her child.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, though deeply bowed down in spirit, was more composed: for
+she heard angelic voices singing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>When sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain&mdash;<br />
+What he hath brought, Death brings again.<br />
+Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XVI.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Thus a poor father, helpless and undone,<br />
+Mourns o'er the ashes of an only son;<br />
+Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to burn,<br />
+And pour in tears, ere yet they close the urn.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Of the immense concourse collected together at Olympia, each one pursued
+his pleasure, or his interest, in the way best suited to his taste.
+Alcibiades was proud of giving a feast corresponding in magnificence to
+the chariots he had brought into the course. Crowds of parasites
+flattered him and the other victors, to receive invitations in return;
+while a generous few sympathized with the vanquished. Merchants were
+busy forming plans for profitable negociation, and statesmen were
+eagerly watching every symptom of jealousy between rival states and
+contending parties.</p>
+
+<p>One, amid that mass of human hearts, felt so little interest in all the
+world could offer, that she seemed already removed beyond its influence.
+Philothea had herself closed the eyes of her husband, and imprinted her
+last kiss upon his lips. Bathed in pure water, and perfumed with
+ointment, the lifeless form of Paralus lay wrapped in the robe he had
+been accustomed to wear. A wreath of parsley encircled his head, and
+flowers were strewn around him in profusion.</p>
+
+<p>In one hand was placed an obolus, to pay the ferryman that rowed him
+across the river of death; and in the other, a cake made of honey and
+flour, to appease the triple-headed dog, which guarded the entrance to
+the world of souls.</p>
+
+<p>The bereaved wife sat by his side, and occasionally renewed the
+garlands, with a quiet and serene expression, as if she still found
+happiness in being occupied for him who had given her his heart in the
+innocence and freshness of its childhood.</p>
+
+<p>The food prepared by Milza's active kindness was scarcely tasted; except
+when she observed the tears of her faithful attendant, and sought to
+soothe her feelings with characterestic tenderness.</p>
+
+<p>The event soon became universally known; for the hair of the deceased,
+consecrated to Persephone, and a vase of water at the threshold,
+proclaimed tidings of death within the dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>Many of the assembled multitude chose to remain until the funeral
+solemnities were past; some from personal affection for Paralus, others
+from respect to the son of Pericles.</p>
+
+<p>Plato sent two large vases, filled with wine and honey; Eudora provided
+ointments and perfumes; Alcibiades presented a white cloak, richly
+embroidered with silver; and the young men of Athens, present at the
+games, gave a silver urn, on which were sculptured weeping genii, with
+their torches turned downward.</p>
+
+<p>Enveloped in his glittering mantle, and covered with flowers, the form
+of Paralus remained until the third day. The procession, which was to
+attend the body to the funeral pile, formed at morning twilight; for
+such was the custom with regard to those who died in their youth.
+Philothea followed the bier, dressed in white, with a wreath of roses
+and myrtle around her head, and a garland about the waist. She chose
+this beautiful manner to express her joy that his pure spirit had passed
+into Elysium.</p>
+
+<p>At the door of the house, the nearest relatives addressed the inanimate
+form, so soon to be removed from the sight of mortals. In tones of
+anguish, almost amounting to despair, Pericles exclaimed: &quot;Oh, my son!
+my son! Why didst thou leave us? Why wast thou, so richly gifted of the
+gods, to be taken from us in thy youth? Oh, my son, why was I left to
+mourn for thee?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Instead of the usual shrieks and lamentations of Grecian women,
+Philothea said, in sad, heart-moving accents: &quot;Paralus, farewell!
+Husband of my youth, beloved of my heart, farewell!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then the dead was carried out; and the procession moved forward, to the
+sound of many voices and many instruments, mingled in a loud and solemn
+dirge. The body of Paralus was reverently laid upon the funeral pile,
+with the garments he had been accustomed to wear; his lyre and Phrygian
+flute; and vases filled with oil and perfumes.</p>
+
+<p>Plentiful libations of wine, honey, and milk were poured upon the
+ground, and the mourners smote the earth with their feet, while they
+uttered supplications to Hermes, Hecate, and Pluto. Pericles applied the
+torch to the pile, first invoking the aid of Boreas and Zephyrus, that
+it might consume quickly. As the flames rose, the procession walked
+slowly three times around the pile, moving toward the left hand. The
+solemn dirge was resumed, and continued until the last flickering tongue
+of fire was extinguished with wine. Then those who had borne the silver
+urn in front of the hearse, approached. Pericles, with tender
+reverence, gathered the whitened bones, sprinkled them with wine and
+perfumes, placed them within the urn, and covered it with a purple pall,
+inwrought with gold; which Philothea's prophetic love had prepared for
+the occasion.</p>
+
+<p>The procession again moved forward, with torches turned downward; and
+the remains of Paralus were deposited in the Temple of Persephone, until
+his friends returned to Athens.</p>
+
+<p>In token of gratitude for kind attentions bestowed by the household of
+Proclus, Pericles invited his family to visit the far-famed wonders of
+the violet-crowned city; and the eager solicitations of young Pterila&uuml;s
+induced the father to accept this invitation for himself and son. As an
+inhabitant of consecrated Elis, without wealth, and unknown to fame, it
+was deemed that he might return in safety, even after hostilities were
+renewed between the Peloponessian states. Eudora likewise obtained
+permission to accompany her friend; and her sad farewell was cheered by
+an indefinite hope that future times would restore her to that quiet
+home. The virtuous Melissa parted from them with many blessings and
+tears. Zoila was in an agony of childish sorrow; but she wiped her eyes
+with the corner of her robe, and listened, well pleased, to Eudora's
+parting promise of sending her a flock of marble sheep, with a painted
+wooden shepherd.</p>
+
+<p>The women travelled together in a chariot, in front of which reposed the
+silver urn, covered with its purple pall. Thus sadly did Philothea
+return through the same scenes she had lately traversed with hopes,
+which, in the light of memory, now seemed like positive enjoyment.
+Pericles indeed treated her with truly parental tenderness; and no
+soothing attention, that respect or affection could suggest, was omitted
+by her friends. But he, of whose mysterious existence her own seemed a
+necessary portion, had gone to return no more; and had it not been for
+the presence of Eudora, she would have felt that every bond of sympathy
+with this world of forms had ceased forever.</p>
+
+<p>At Corinth, the travellers again turned aside to the Fountain of
+Poseidon, that the curiosity of Pterila&uuml;s might be satisfied with a view
+of the statues by which it was surrounded.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When we are in Athens, I will show you something more beautiful than
+these,&quot; said Pericles. &quot;You shall see the Pallas Athen&aelig;, carved by
+Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Men say it is not so grand as the statue of Zeus, that we have at
+Olympia,&quot; replied the boy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Had you rather witness the sports of the gymnasia than the works of
+artists?&quot; inquired Plato.</p>
+
+<p>The youth answered very promptly, &quot;Ah, no indeed. I would rather gain
+one prize from the Choragus, than ten from the Gymnasiarch. Anniceris,
+the Cyren&aelig;an, proudly displayed his skill in chariot-driving, by riding
+several times around the Academia, each time preserving the exact orbit
+of his wheels. The spectators applauded loudly; but Plato said, 'He who
+has bestowed such diligence to acquire trifling and useless things, must
+have neglected those that are truly admirable.' Of all sights in
+Athens, I most wish to see the philosophers; and none so much as Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The company smiled, and the philosopher answered, &quot;I am Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You told us that your name was Aristocles,&quot; returned Pterila&uuml;s; &quot;and we
+always called you so. Once I heard that Athenian lady call you Plato;
+and I could not understand why she did so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I was named Aristocles for my grandfather,&quot; answered the philosopher;
+&quot;and when I grew older, men called me Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you cannot be the Plato that I mean,&quot; said Pterila&uuml;s; &quot;for you
+carried my little sister Zoila on your shoulders&mdash;and played peep with
+her among the vines; and when I chased you through the fields, you ran
+so fast that I could not catch you.&quot; The philosopher smiled, as he
+replied, &quot;Nevertheless, I am Plato; and they call me by that name,
+because my shoulders are broad enough to carry little children.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The boy still insisted that he alluded to another Plato. &quot;I mean the
+philosopher, who teaches in the groves of Academus,&quot; continued he. &quot;I
+knew a freedman of his, who said he never allowed himself to be angry,
+or to speak in a loud voice. He never but once raised his hand to strike
+him; and that was because he had mischievously upset a poor old woman's
+basket of figs; feeling that he was in a passion, he suddenly checked
+himself, and stood perfectly still. A friend coming in asked him what he
+was doing; and the philosopher replied, 'I am punishing an angry man.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Speusippus, his sister's son, was such a careless, indecent, and
+boisterous youth, that his parents could not control him. They sent him
+to his uncle Plato, who received him in a friendly manner, and forbore
+to reproach him. Only in his own example he was always modest and
+placid. This so excited the admiration of Speusippus, that a love of
+philosophy was kindled within him. Some of his relatives blamed Plato,
+because he did not chastise the impertinent youth; but he replied,
+'There is no reproof so severe as to show him, by the manner of my own
+life, the contrast between virtue and baseness.'&mdash;That is the Plato I
+want you to show me, when we are in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Proclus, perceiving a universal smile, modestly added, by way of
+explanation: &quot;My son means him whom men call the divine Plato. He
+greatly desires to see that philosopher, of whom it is said Socrates
+dreamed, when he first received him as his pupil. In his dream he saw a
+swan without wings, that came and sat upon his bosom; and soon after,
+its wings grew, and it flew high up in the air, with melodious notes,
+alluring all who heard it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles laid his hand on the philosopher's shoulder, and smiling,
+answered, &quot;My unbelieving friend, this is the teacher of Academus; this
+is the divine Plato; this is the soaring swan, whose melodious notes
+allure all that hear him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Proclus was covered with confusion, but still seemed half incredulous.
+&quot;What would Melissa say,&quot; exclaimed he, &quot;if she knew that her frolicsome
+little plaything, Zoila, had been rude enough to throw flowers at the
+divine Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, my friend,&quot; replied the disciple of Socrates,&mdash;what better could
+a philosopher desire, than to be pelted with roses by childhood?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora looked up with an arch expression; and Philothea smiled as she
+said, &quot;This is a new version of unknown Ph&oelig;bus tending the flocks of
+Admetus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pterila&uuml;s seemed utterly confounded by a discovery so unexpected. It was
+long before he regained his usual freedom; and from time to time he was
+observed to fix a scrutinizing gaze on the countenance of Plato, as if
+seeking to read the mystery of his hidden greatness.</p>
+
+<p>As the travellers approached Athens, they were met by a numerous
+procession of magistrates, citizens, and young men bearing garlands,
+which they heaped on the urn in such profusion that it resembled a
+pyramid of flowers. They passed the chariots with their arms and ensigns
+of office all reversed; then turned and followed to the abode of
+Pericles, singing dirges as they went, and filling the air with the
+melancholy music of the Mysian flute.</p>
+
+<p>The amiable character of the deceased, his genius, the peculiar
+circumstances attending his death, and the accumulated afflictions of
+his illustrious parent, all combined to render it an impressive scene.
+Even the gay selfishness of Alcibiades was subdued into reverence, as he
+carefully took the urn from the chariot, and gave it to attendants, who
+placed it beside the household altar.</p>
+
+<p>Early the next morning, a procession again formed to convey the ashes of
+Paralus to the sepulchre of his fathers; called, in the beautiful
+language of the Greeks, a Place of Sleep.</p>
+
+<p>When the urn was again brought forth, Philothea's long golden hair
+covered it, like a mantle of sunbeams. During his life-time, these
+shining tresses had been peculiarly dear to him; and in token of her
+love, she placed them on his grave. Her white robe was changed for
+coarse black garments; and instead of flowery wreaths, a long black veil
+covered the beautiful head, from which its richest ornament had just
+been severed. She had rejoiced for his happy spirit, and now she mourned
+her own widowed lot.</p>
+
+<p>At the sepulchre, Pericles pronounced a funeral oration on the most
+gifted, and best-beloved of his children. In the evening, kindred and
+friends met at his house to partake a feast prepared for the occasion;
+and every guest had something to relate concerning the genius and the
+virtues of him who slept.</p>
+
+<p>A similar feast was prepared in the apartments of the women, where
+Philothea remained silent and composed; a circumstance that excited no
+small degree of wonder and remark, among those who measured affection by
+the vehemence of grief.</p>
+
+<p>As soon as all ceremonies were completed, she obtained leave to return
+to her early home, endeared by many happy scenes; and there, in the
+stillness of her own heart, she held communion with the dear departed.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XVII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>There await me till I die; prepare<br />
+A mansion for me, as again with me<br />
+To dwell; for in thy tomb will I be laid,<br />
+In the same cedar, by thy side composed:<br />
+For e'en in death I will not be disjoined.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>It soon became evident that a great change had taken place in
+Philothea's health. Some attributed it to the atmosphere of Athens,
+still infected with the plague; others supposed it had its origin in the
+death of Paralus. The widowed one, far from cherishing her grief, made a
+strong effort to be cheerful; but her gentle smile, like moonlight in a
+painting, retained its sweetness when the life was gone. There was
+something in this perfect stillness of resignation more affecting than
+the utmost agony of sorrow. She complained of no illness, but grew
+thinner and thinner, like a cloud gradually floating away, and retaining
+its transparent beauty to the last. Eudora lavished the most
+affectionate attentions upon her friend, conscious that she was merely
+strewing flowers in her pathway to the tomb.</p>
+
+<p>A few weeks after their return to Athens, she said, &quot;Dearest Eudora, do
+you remember the story of the nymph Erato, who implored the assistance
+of Areas, when the swelling torrent threatened to carry away the tree
+over which she presided, and on whose preservation her life depended?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I remember it well,&quot; replied Eudora: &quot;Dione told it to me when I was
+quite a child; and I could never after see a tree torn by the lightning,
+or carried away by the flood, or felled by the woodman, without a
+shrinking and shivering feeling, lest some gentle, fair-haired Dryad had
+perished with it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered, &quot;Thus was I affected, when my grandfather first read
+to me Hesiod's account of the Muses:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Far round, the dusky earth<br />
+Rings with their hymning voices; and beneath<br />
+Their many-rustling feet a pleasant sound<br />
+Ariseth, as they take their onward way<br />
+To their own father's presence.'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;I never after could hear the quivering of summer leaves, or the busy
+hum of insects, without thinking it was the echoed voices of those</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>'Thrice three sacred maids, whose minds are knit<br />
+In harmony; whose only thought is song.'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;There is a deep and hidden reason why the heart loves to invest every
+hill, and stream, and tree, with a mysterious principle of life. All
+earthly forms are but the clothing of some divine ideal; and this truth
+we <i>feel</i>, though we <i>know</i> it not. But when I spoke of Arcus and the
+Wood Nymph, I was thinking that Paralus had been the tree, on whose
+existence my own depended; and that now he was removed, I should not
+long remain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora burst into a passionate flood of tears. &quot;Oh, dearest Philothea,
+do not speak thus,&quot; she said. &quot;I shall indeed be left alone in the
+world. Who will guide me, who will protect me, who will love me when you
+are gone?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend endeavoured to calm these agitated feelings, by every
+soothing art her kindness could suggest.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I would rather suffer much in silence, than to give you unnecessary
+pain,&quot; she replied, affectionately: &quot;but I ought not to conceal from you
+that I am about to follow my beloved husband. In a short time, I shall
+not have sufficient strength to impart all I have to say. You will find
+my clothing and jewels done up in parcels, bearing the names of those
+for whom they are intended. My dowry returns to Chrysippus, who gave it;
+but Pericles has kindly given permission that everything else should be
+disposed of according to my own wishes. Several of my grandfather's
+manuscripts, and a copy of Herodotus, which I transcribed while I was in
+Ionia, are my farewell gifts to him. When the silver tripod, which
+Paralus gained as a prize for the best tragedy exhibited during the
+Dionysia, is returned to his father's house, let them be placed within
+it. The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift,) and the ivory
+lyre bestowed by Aspasia, are placed in his trust for the youthful
+Pericles; together with all the books and garments that belonged to his
+departed brother. In token of gratitude for the parental care of Clinias
+and his wife, I have bestowed on them the rich tripod received from
+Heliodora. In addition to the trifling memorials I have already sent to
+Melissa, and her artless little Zoila, you will find others prepared for
+you to deliver, when restored to your peaceful home in Elis. To my
+faithful Milza I have given all the garments and household goods suited
+to her condition. My grandfather's books have been divided, as he
+requested, between Plato and Phil&aelig;mon; the silver harp and the ivory
+tablet are likewise designed for them. Everything else belongs to you,
+dearest Eudora. Among many tokens of my affection, you will not value
+least the ivory cup lined with silver, which Phil&aelig;mon gave me when he
+departed from Athens. The clasp, representing the Naiades binding Eros
+in garlands, will, I trust, be worn at your marriage with Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With tearful eyes, Eudora answered, &quot;Oh, Philothea! in the days of my
+pride and gayety, I little knew what a treasure I threw from me, when I
+lost Phil&aelig;mon's love. Had it not been for my own perverse folly, I
+should at this moment be his happy, honoured wife. The hope of his
+forgiveness is now the only gleam of sunshine in a world of gloom; but I
+hardly dare to cherish it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea kissed her affectionately, and said, &quot;Believe me, you will yet
+be united. Of this, there is an impression on my mind too strong to
+admit of doubt. If at times you are tempted to despond, remember these
+words were uttered by your friend, when she drew near the confines of
+another world: you will be united to Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she spoke, Milza, who was occupied in the next apartment, sneezed
+aloud. The sound was at Eudora's right hand, and she received the
+auspicious omen with a sudden thrill of joy.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea observed her emotion with a gentle smile, and added: &quot;When we
+were at Elis, I wrote an epistle to Phil&aelig;mon, in which I spoke of you
+as my heart dictated; and Artaphernes found opportunity to send it
+directly into Persia.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden blushed deeply and painfully, as she replied, &quot;Nay, my
+dearest friend&mdash;you know that I must appear contemptible in his eyes;
+and I would not have insulted him with the offer of a heart, which he
+has reason to believe is so capricious and ungrateful.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Trust me, I said nothing whereby your modesty might be wounded,&quot;
+answered Philothea: &quot;I wrote as I was moved; and I felt strong assurance
+that my words would waken a response in Phil&aelig;mon's heart. But there is
+one subject, on which my mind is filled with foreboding. I hope you will
+leave Athens as soon as it is safe to return to Elis.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do you then fear that I would again dance over a pit, because it was
+artfully covered with garlands?&quot; said Eudora. &quot;Believe me, I have been
+tried with too many sorrows, and too long been bowed under a load of
+shame, to be again endangered by such treacherous snares.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea looked upon her affectionately, as she replied: &quot;You are good
+and pure; but you have ever been like a loving and graceful vine, ready
+to cling to its nearest support.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Tis you have made me so,&quot; rejoined Eudora, kissing her pale cheek: &quot;To
+you I have always applied for advice and instruction; and when you gave
+it, I felt confident and happy, as if led by the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then so much the more need that I should caution the weakness I have
+produced,&quot; responded Philothea. &quot;Should Aspasia gain access to you, when
+I am gone, she will try to convince you that happiness consists not in
+the duties we perform, but in the distinction we acquire; that my hopes
+of Elysium are all founded on fable; that my beloved Paralus has
+returned to the elements of which he was composed; that he nourishes the
+plants, and forms some of the innumerable particles of the atmosphere.
+I have seen him in my dreams, as distinctly, as I ever saw him; and I
+believe the same power that enabled me to see him when these poor eyes
+were veiled in slumber, will restore him to my vision when they are
+closed in eternal sleep. Aspasia will tell you I have been a beautiful
+but idle dreamer all my life. If you listen to her syren tongue, the
+secret guiding voice will be heard no more. She will make evil appear
+good, and good evil, until your soul will walk in perpetual twilight,
+unable to perceive the real size and character of any object.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Never,&quot; exclaimed Eudora. &quot;Never could she induce me to believe you an
+idle dreamer. Moreover, she will never again have opportunity to exert
+influence over me. The conversation I heard between her and Alcibiades
+is too well impressed upon my memory; and while that remains
+unforgotten, I shall shun them both, as I would shun a pestilence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered: &quot;I do indeed believe that no blandishments will now
+make you a willing victim. But I have a secret dread of the character
+and power of Alcibiades. It is his boast that he never relinquishes a
+pursuit. I have often heard Pericles speak of his childish obstinacy and
+perseverance. He was one day playing at dice with other boys, when a
+loaded wagon came near. In a commanding tone, he ordered the driver to
+stop; and finding his injunctions disregarded, he laid down before the
+horses' feet, and told him to go on if he dared. The same character
+remains with him now. He will incur any hazard for the triumph of his
+own will. From his youth, he has been a popular idol; a circumstance
+which has doubtless increased the requirements of his passions, without
+diminishing the stubbornness of his temper. Milza tells me he has
+already inquired of her concerning your present residence and future
+intentions. Obstacles will only increase his eagerness and multiply his
+artifices.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have asked Clinias, whose dwelling is so closely connected with our
+own, to supply the place of your distant guardian, while you remain in
+Athens. In Pericles you might likewise trust, if he were not so fatally
+under the influence of Aspasia. Men think so lightly of these matters, I
+sometimes fear they might both regard the persecutions of Alcibiades too
+trivial for their interference. For these reasons I wish you to return
+to Elis as soon as possible when I am gone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's countenance kindled with indignation, as she listened to what
+Milza had told. In broken and contrite tones, she answered; &quot;Philothea,
+whatever trials I may suffer, my former folly deserves them all. But
+rest assured, whenever it pleases the gods to remove your counsel and
+protection, I will not abide in Athens a single hour after it is
+possible to leave with safety.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I find consolation in that assurance,&quot; replied Philothea; &quot;and I have
+strong belief that a divine shield will guard you from impending evil.
+And now I will go to my couch; for I am weary, and would fain be lulled
+with music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora tenderly arranged the pillows, and played a succession of sweet
+and plaintive tunes, familiar to their childhood. Her friend listened
+with an expression of tranquil pleasure, slowly keeping time by the
+motion of her fingers, until she sunk into a peaceful sleep.</p>
+
+<p>After long and sweet repose, she awoke suddenly, and looking up with a
+beaming glance, exclaimed, &quot;I shall follow him soon!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora leaned over the couch, to inquire why she had spoken in such
+delighted accents.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered: &quot;I dreamed that I sat upon a bank of violets, with
+Paralus by my side; and he wove a garland and placed it on my head.
+Suddenly, golden sounds seemed floating in the air, melting into each
+other with liquid melody. It was such a scene as Paralus often
+described, when his soul lived apart from the body, and only returned at
+intervals, to bring strange tidings of its wanderings. I turned to tell
+him so; and I saw that we were both clothed in garments that shone like
+woven sunbeams. Then voices above us began to sing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>'Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;Even after I awoke, I seemed to hear the chorus distinctly. It sounded
+like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together,
+to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered
+brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent
+love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden turned away to conceal her tears; for resignation to this
+bereavement seemed too hard a lesson for her suffering heart.</p>
+
+<p>For several weeks, there was no apparent change in Philothea's health or
+spirits. The same sad serenity remained&mdash;perpetually exciting the
+compassion it never seemed to ask. Each day the children of the
+neighbourhood brought their simple offering of flowers, with which she
+wove fresh garlands for the tomb of Paralus. When no longer able to
+visit the sepulchre herself, she intrusted them to the youthful
+Pericles, who reverently placed them on his brother's urn.</p>
+
+<p>The elder Pericles seemed to find peculiar solace in the conversation of
+his widowed daughter. Scarcely a day passed without an interview between
+them, and renewed indications of his affectionate solicitude.</p>
+
+<p>He came one day, attended by his son, on whom his desolated heart now
+bestowed a double portion of paternal love. They remained a long time,
+in earnest discourse; and when they departed, the boy was in tears.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, with feeble steps, followed them to the portico, and gazed
+after them, as long as she could see a fold of their garments. As she
+turned to lean on Eudora's arm, she said, &quot;It is the last time I shall
+ever see them. It is the last. I have felt a sister's love for that dear
+boy. His heart is young and innocent.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For a few hours after, she continued to talk with unusual animation, and
+her eyes beamed with an expression of inspired earnestness. At her
+request, Geta and Milza were called; and the faithful servants listened
+with mournful gratitude to her parting words of advice and consolation.</p>
+
+<p>At evening twilight, Eudora gave her a bunch of flowers, sent by the
+youthful Pericles. She took them with a smile, and said, &quot;How fragrant
+is their breath, and how beautiful their colours! I have heard that the
+Persians write their music in colours; and Paralus spoke the same
+concerning music in the spirit-world. Perchance there was heavenly
+melody written on this fair earth in the age of innocence; but mortals
+have now forgotten its language.&quot; Perceiving Eudora's thoughtful
+countenance, she said: &quot;Is my gentle friend disturbed, lest infant
+nymphs closed their brief existence when these stems were broken?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay;&quot; replied Eudora: &quot;My heart is sad; but not for the perished genii
+of the flowers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea understood the import of her words; and pressing her hand
+affectionately, said, &quot;Your love has been as balm to my lonely heart;
+and let that remembrance comfort you, when I go hence. Listen in
+stillness to the whispered warnings of your attendant spirit, and he
+will never leave you. I am weary; and would fain repose on your
+affectionate bosom.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora gently placed her head as she desired; and carefully supporting
+the precious burden, she began to sing, in low and soothing tones.</p>
+
+<p>After some time, the quiet and regular respiration of the breath
+announced that the invalid had fallen into tranquil slumber. Milza came,
+to ask if the lamps were wanted; but receiving a silent signal from
+Eudora, she crept noiselessly away.</p>
+
+<p>For more than an hour, there was perfect stillness, as the shades of
+evening deepened. All at once, the room was filled with soft, clear
+light! Eudora turned her head quickly, to discover whence it came; but
+could perceive no apparent cause for the sudden radiance.</p>
+
+<p>With an undefined feeling of awe, she looked in the countenance of her
+friend. It was motionless as marble; but never had she seen anything so
+beautiful, and so unearthly.</p>
+
+<p>As she gazed, doubting whether this could indeed be death, there was a
+sound of music in the air&mdash;distinct, yet blended, like the warbling of
+birds in the spring-time.</p>
+
+<p>It was the tune Paralus had learned from celestial harps; and even after
+the last note floated away, Eudora seemed to hear the well-remembered
+words:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come hither, kindred spirit, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XVIII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Take courage I no vain dream hast thou beheld,<br />
+But in thy sleep a truth.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>At the time of Philothea's death, Pand&aelig;nus, the nephew of Phidias, was
+in Athens, intending soon to return to Elis, in company with an
+ambassador bound to Laced&aelig;mon; and Eudora resolved to avail herself of
+this opportunity to follow the farewell advice of her friend. As the
+time for departure was near at hand, no change was made in household
+arrangements; and though the desolate maiden at times experienced
+sensations of extreme loneliness, the near vicinity of Clinias and
+Ph&oelig;narete left her no fears concerning adequate protection.</p>
+
+<p>This confidence seemed well grounded; yet not many days after the
+funeral solemnities, Eudora suddenly disappeared. She had gone out, as
+usual, to gather flowers for the tomb of the beloved sleeper; and not
+rinding sufficient variety in the garden, had wandered into a small
+field adjoining. Milza was the first to observe that her absence was
+unusually protracted. She mentioned her anxiety to Geta, who immediately
+went out in search of his young mistress; but soon returned, saying she
+was neither in the house of Clinias, nor in the neighbouring fields, nor
+at the Fountain of Callirh&ouml;e.</p>
+
+<p>The faithful attendants at once suspected treachery in Alcibiades. &quot;I
+never rightly understood what was the difficulty, when Eudora was locked
+up in her chamber, and Lucos chained to the door,&quot; said Geta; &quot;but from
+what I could hear, I know that Phidias was very angry with Alcibiades.
+Many a time I've heard him say that he would always have his own way,
+either by a straight course or a crooked one.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And my good old master used to say he had changed but little since he
+was a boy, when he made the wagoner turn back, by lying down in front of
+his horses,&quot; rejoined Milza: &quot;I thought of that, when Alcibiades came
+and drank at the Fountain, while I was filling my urn. You remember I
+told you that he just tasted of the water, for a pretence, and then
+began to inquire where Eudora was, and whether she would remain in
+Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After some further consultation, it was deemed best for Milza to request
+a private interview with Ph&oelig;narete, during which she freely expressed
+her fears. The wife of Clinias, though connected by marriage with the
+house of Alcibiades, was far from resenting the imputation, or
+pretending that she considered it groundless. Her feelings were at once
+excited for the lonely orphan girl, whose beauty, vivacity, and
+gentleness, had won upon her heart; and she readily promised assistance
+in any plan for her relief, provided it met the approbation of her
+husband.</p>
+
+<p>There was in Salamis a large mansion built by Eurysaces, the ancestor of
+Alcibiades, by whom it had been lately purchased, and repaired for a
+summer residence. Report said that many a fair maiden had been decoyed
+within its walls, and retained a prisoner. This place was guarded by
+several powerful dogs, and vigilant servants were always stationed at
+the gates. Milza proposed to disguise herself as much as possible, and,
+with a basket on her head, go thither to offer fish for sale. Geta,
+being afraid to accompany her, hired an honest boatman to convey her to
+the island, and wait till she was ready to return to Athens.</p>
+
+<p>As she approached the walls of the mansion, the dogs began to growl, but
+were soon silenced by the porters. Without answering the indecent jibes,
+with which they greeted her ears as she passed along, the little
+fish-woman balanced her basket on her head, and began carelessly to sing
+some snatches of a hymn to Amphitrite. It was a tune of which Eudora was
+particularly fond; and often when Milza was humming it over her work,
+her soft and sonorous voice had been heard responding from the inner
+apartment.</p>
+
+<p>She had scarcely finished the first verse, ere the chorus was repeated
+by some one within the dwelling; and she recognized the half-suppressed
+growl of Hylax, as if his barking had been checked by some cautious
+hand. Afraid to attract attention by a prolonged stay, Milza passed
+along and entered the servants' apartment. Having sold a portion of her
+fish, and lingered as long as she dared in conversation with the cooks,
+she returned slowly in the same direction, singing as she went, and
+carefully observing everything around her. She was just beginning to
+fear the impossibility of obtaining any solution of her doubts, when she
+saw a leaf fluttering near the ground, as if its motions were impelled
+by some other cause than the wind. Approaching nearer, she perceived
+that it was let down from a grated opening in the wall above, by a
+small thread, with a little ball of wax attached to it for a weight. She
+examined the leaf, and discovered certain letters pricked upon it; and
+when the string was pulled gently, it immediately dropped upon her arm.
+At the same time, a voice, which she distinctly recognized as Eudora's,
+was heard singing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>On a rock, amid the roaring water,<br />
+Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Milza had just begun to sing, &quot;Bold Perseus comes,&quot; when she perceived a
+servant crossing the court, and deemed it prudent to retire in silence.
+She carefully preserved the leaf, and immediately after her return
+hastened to the apartment of Ph&oelig;narete, to obtain an explanation. That
+matron, like most Grecian women, was ignorant of her own written
+language. The leaf was accordingly placed in a vessel of water, to
+preserve its freshness until Clinias returned from the Prytaneum. He
+easily distinguished the name of Pand&aelig;nus joined with his own; and
+having heard the particulars of the story, had no difficulty in
+understanding that Milza was directed to apply to them for assistance.
+He readily promised to intercede with his profligate kinsman, and
+immediately sent messengers in search of Pand&aelig;nus.</p>
+
+<p>Geta awaited intelligence with extreme impatience. He was grateful for
+many an act of kindness from Eudora; and he could not forget that she
+had been the cherished favourite of his beloved and generous master.</p>
+
+<p>At night, Clinias returned from a conference with Alcibiades, in which
+the latter denied all knowledge of Eudora; and it seemed hazardous to
+institute legal inquiries into the conduct of a man so powerful and so
+popular, without further evidence than had yet been obtained. Pand&aelig;nus
+could not be found. At the house where he usually resided, no
+information could be obtained, except that he went out on the preceding
+evening, and had not returned as usual.</p>
+
+<p>During that night, and part of the following day, the two faithful
+attendants remained in a state of melancholy indecision. At last, Geta
+said, &quot;I will go once more in search of Pand&aelig;nus; and if he has not yet
+returned, I have resolved what to do. To-day I saw one of the slaves of
+Artaphernes buying olives; and he said he must have the very best,
+because his master was to give a feast to-night. Among other guests, he
+spoke of Alcibiades; and he is one that is always sure to stay late at
+his wine. While he is feasting, I will go to Salamis. His steward often
+bought anchovies of me at Phalerum. He is a countryman of mine; and I
+know he is as avaricious as an Odomantian. I think money will bribe him
+to carry a message to Eudora, and to place a ladder near the outer wall
+for her escape. He is intrusted with all the keys, and can do it if he
+will. And if he can get gold enough by it, I believe he will trust
+Hermes to help him settle with his master, as he has done many a time
+before this. I will be in readiness at the Triton's Cove, and bring her
+back to Athens as fast as oars can fly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do so, dear Geta,&quot; replied Milza; &quot;but disguise yourself from the other
+servants, and take with you the robe and veil that I wear to market.
+Then if Eudora could only walk a little more like a fish-woman, she
+might pass very well. But be sure you do not pay the steward till you
+have her at the boat's edge; for he that will play false games with his
+master, may do the same by you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Necessary arrangements were speedily made. Geta resolved to offer the
+earnings of his whole life as a bribe, rather than intrust the secret of
+his bold expedition to any of the household of Clinias; and Milza,
+fearful that their own store would not prove a sufficient temptation,
+brought forth a sum of money found in Eudora's apartment, together with
+a valuable necklace, which had been a birth-day present from Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>It was past midnight when three figures emerged from the shadow of the
+high wall surrounding the mansion of Alcibiades, and with cautious haste
+proceeded toward the cove. Before they could arrive at the beach, a
+large and gaily-trimmed boat was seen approaching the shore, from the
+direction of the Pir&aelig;us. It was flaming with torches; and a band of
+musicians poured out upon the undulating waters a rich flood of melody,
+rendered more distinct and soft by the liquid element over which it
+floated. One of the fugitives immediately turned, and disappeared within
+the walls they had left; the other two concealed themselves in a thick
+grove, the darkness of which was deepened by the glare of torches along
+its borders. A man richly dressed, with several fillets on his head, and
+crowned with a garland of violets, ivy, and myrtle, stepped from the
+boat, supported by the arm of a slave. His countenance was flushed with
+wine, and as he reeled along, he sung aloud:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;Have I told you all my flames,<br />
+'Mong the amorous Syrian dames?<br />
+Have I numbered every one<br />
+Glowing under Egypt's sun!<br />
+Or the nymphs, who, blushing sweet,<br />
+Deck the shrine of Love in Crete&mdash;<br />
+Where the God, with festal play,<br />
+Holds eternal holiday?&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;Castor and Polydeuces!&quot; whispered Geta, &quot;there goes Alcibiades. He has
+returned from his wine earlier than usual; but so blinded by the merry
+god, that he would not have known us, if we had faced the glare of his
+torches.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, hasten! hasten!&quot; said Eudora, weeping and trembling, as she spoke.
+&quot;I beseech you do not let a moment be lost.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As Alcibiades and his train disappeared, they left the grove, and
+hurried toward their boat; keeping as much as possible within the shadow
+of the trees. They reached the cove in safety, and Geta rowed with
+unwonted energy; but he was single-handed, and Salamis was many stadia
+from Athens. Long before he arrived at the place were he had been
+accustomed to land, they heard the sound of distant oars plied with
+furious rapidity.</p>
+
+<p>They landed, and with the utmost haste proceeded toward the city.
+Eudora, fearful of being overtaken, implored Geta to seek refuge behind
+the pillars of Poseidon's temple. Carefully concealing themselves in the
+dense shadow, they remained without speaking, and almost without
+breathing, until their pursuers had passed by. The moment these were out
+of hearing, they quitted their hiding-place, and walked swiftly along
+the Pir&aelig;us. Intense fear imparted a degree of strength, which the
+maiden, under other circumstances, would have hardly deemed it possible
+to exert. She did not for a moment relax her speed, until they came
+within sight of the Areopagus, and heard noisy shouts, apparently not
+far distant. Eudora, sinking with fatigue and terror, entreated Geta not
+to attempt any approach to the house of Clinias, where her enemies would
+certainly be lying in wait for them. With uncertain steps they proceeded
+toward the great Gate of the Acropolis, until the helpless maiden,
+frightened at the approaching noise, stopped suddenly, and burst into a
+flood of tears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is one place of safety, if you have courage to try it,&quot; said
+Geta: &quot;We are nearly under the Propyl&aelig;a; and close beside us is the
+grotto of Cre&uuml;sa. Few dare to enter it in the day-time, and no profane
+steps will venture to pass the threshold after nightfall; for it is said
+the gods often visit it, and fill it with strange sights and sounds.
+Shall we enter?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>It was a windy night, and the clouds that occasionally passed over the
+face of the moon gave the earth a dreary aspect. The high wall under
+which they stood seemed to frown gloomily upon them, and the long flight
+of white marble steps, leading from the Propyl&aelig;a, looked cold and
+cheerless beneath the fitful gleamings of the moon.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora hesitated, and looked timidly around; but as the sound of riotous
+voices came nearer, she seized Geta's arm, and exclaimed, in hurried
+accents, &quot;The gods protect me! Let us enter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Within the grotto, all was total darkness. Having groped their way a
+short distance from the entrance, they found a large rock, on which
+they seated themselves. The voices approached nearer, and their
+discordant revelry had an awful sound amid the echoes of the grotto.
+These gradually died away in the distance, and were heard no more.</p>
+
+<p>When all was perfectly still, Eudora, in whispered accents, informed
+Geta that she had been seized, as she stooped to gather flowers within
+sight of her own dwelling. Two men suddenly started up from behind a
+wall, and one covered her mouth, while the other bound her hands. They
+made a signal to a third, who came with two attendants and a curtained
+chariot, in which she was immediately conveyed to a solitary place on
+the seashore, and thence to Salamis. Two men sat beside her, and held
+her fast, so as to prevent any possibility of communication with the few
+people passing at that early hour.</p>
+
+<p>Arrived at the place of destination, she was shut up in a large
+apartment, luxuriously furnished. Alcibiades soon visited her, with an
+affectation of the most scrupulous respect, urging the plea of ardent
+love as an excuse for his proceedings.</p>
+
+<p>Aware that she was completely in his power, she concealed her
+indignation and contempt, and allowed him to indulge the hope that her
+affections might be obtained, if she were entirely convinced of his wish
+to atone for the treachery and violence with which she had been treated.</p>
+
+<p>Milza's voice had been recognized the moment she began to sing; and she
+at once conjectured the object that led her thither. But when hour after
+hour passed without any tidings from Pand&aelig;nus or Clinias, she was in a
+state of anxiety bordering on distraction; for she soon perceived
+sufficient indication that the smooth hypocrisy of Alcibiades was
+assumed but for a short period.</p>
+
+<p>She had already determined on an effort to bribe the servants, when the
+steward came stealthily to her room, and offered to convey her to the
+Triton's Cove, provided she would promise to double the sum already
+offered by Geta. To this she eagerly assented, without even inquiring
+the amount; and he, fearful of detection, scarcely allowed time to throw
+Milza's robe and veil over her own.</p>
+
+<p>Having thus far effected her escape, Eudora was extremely anxious that
+Pand&aelig;nus and Clinias should be informed of her place of retreat, as soon
+as the morning dawned. When Geta told her that Pand&aelig;nus had disappeared
+as suddenly as herself, and no one knew whither, she replied, &quot;This,
+too, is the work of Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Their whispered conversation was stopped by the barking of a dog, to
+which the echoes of the cavern gave a frightful appearance of nearness.
+Each instinctively touched the other's arm, as a signal for silence.
+When all was again quiet, Geta whispered, &quot;It is well for us they were
+not witty enough to bring Hylax with them; for the poor fellow would
+certainly have betrayed us.&quot; This circumstance warned them of the danger
+of listeners, and few more words were spoken.</p>
+
+<p>The maiden, completely exhausted by the exertions she had made, laid her
+head on the shoulder of her attendant, and slept until the morning
+twilight became perceptible through the crevices of the rocks.</p>
+
+<p>At the first approach of day, she implored Geta to hasten to the house
+of Clinias, and ask his protection: for she feared to venture herself
+abroad, without the presence of some one whose rank and influence would
+be respected by Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Before I go,&quot; replied Geta, &quot;let me find a secure hiding-place for you;
+for though I shall soon return, in the meantime those may enter whose
+presence may be dangerous.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You forget that this is a sacred place,&quot; rejoined Eudora, in tones that
+betrayed fear struggling with her confidence.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There are men, with whom nothing is sacred,&quot; answered Geta; &quot;and many
+such are now in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The cavern was deep, and wide. As they passed along, the dawning light
+indistinctly revealed statues of Ph&oelig;bus and Pan, with altars of pure
+white marble. At the farthest extremity, stood a trophy of shields,
+helmets, and spears, placed there by Miltiades, in commemoration of his
+victory at Marathon. It was so formed as to be hollow in the centre, and
+Geta proposed that the timid maiden should creep in at the side, and
+stand upright. She did so, and it proved an effectual screen from head
+to foot. Having taken this prudent precaution, the faithful attendant
+departed, with a promise to return as soon as possible. But hour after
+hour elapsed, and he came not. As Eudora peeped through the chinks of
+the trophy, she perceived from the entrance of the cave glowing streaks
+of light, that indicated approaching noon. Yet all remained still, save
+the echoed din of noises in the city; and no one came to her relief.</p>
+
+<p>Not long after the sun had begun to decline from its meridian, two men
+entered, whom she recognized as among the individuals that had seized
+and conveyed her to Salamis. As they looked carefully all around the
+cave, Eudora held her breath, and her heart throbbed violently.
+Perceiving no one, they knelt for a moment before the altars, and
+hastily retreated, with indications of fear; for the accusations of
+guilty minds were added to the usual terrors of this subterranean abode
+of the gods.</p>
+
+<p>The day was fading into twilight, when a feeble old man came, with a
+garland on his head, and invoked the blessing of Ph&oelig;bus. He was
+accompanied by a boy, who laid his offering of flowers and fruit on the
+altar of Pan, with an expression of countenance that showed how much he
+was alarmed by the presence of that fear-inspiring deity.</p>
+
+<p>After they had withdrawn, no other footsteps approached the sacred
+place. Anxiety of mind, and bodily weariness, more than once tempted
+Eudora to go out and mingle with the throng continually passing through
+the city. But the idea that Geta might arrive, and be perplexed by her
+absence, combined with the fear of lurking spies, kept her motionless,
+until the obscurity of the grotto gave indication that the shadows of
+twilight were deepening.</p>
+
+<p>During the day, she had observed near the trophy a heap of withered
+laurel branches and wreaths, with which the altar and statue of Ph&oelig;bus
+had been at various times adorned. Overcome with fatigue, and desirous
+to change a position, which from its uniformity had become extremely
+painful, she resolved to lie down upon the rugged rock, with the sacred
+garlands for a pillow. She shuddered to remember the lizards and other
+reptiles she had seen crawling, through the day; but the universal fear
+of entering Cre&uuml;sa's grotto after nightfall, promised safety from human
+intrusion; and the desolate maiden laid herself down to repose, in such
+a state of mind that she would have welcomed a poisonous reptile, if it
+brought the slumbers of death. It seemed to her that she was utterly
+solitary and friendless; persecuted by men, and forsaken by the gods.</p>
+
+<p>By degrees, all sounds died away, save the melancholy hooting of owls,
+mingled occasionally with the distant barking and howling of dogs.
+Alone, in stillness and total darkness, memory revealed herself with
+wonderful power. The scenes of her childhood; the chamber in which she
+had slept; figures she had embroidered and forgotten; tunes that had
+been silent for years; thoughts and feelings long buried; Phil&aelig;mon's
+smile; the serene countenance of Philothea; the death-bed of Phidias;
+and a thousand other images of the past, came before her with all the
+vividness of present reality. Exhausted in mind and body, she could not
+long endure this tide of recollection. Covering her face with her hands,
+she sobbed convulsively, as she murmured, &quot;Oh, Philothea! why didst thou
+leave me? My guide, my only friend! oh, where art thou!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply. Eudora
+raised her head to listen&mdash;and lo! the whole grotto was filled with
+light; so brilliant that every feather in the arrow of Ph&oelig;bus might be
+counted, and the gilded horns and star of Pan were radiant as the sun.</p>
+
+<p>Her first thought was that she had slept until noon. She rubbed her
+eyes, and glanced at the pedestal of a statue, on which she distinctly
+read the inscription: &quot;Here Miltiades placed me, Pan, the goat-footed
+god of Arcadia, who warred with the Athenians against the Medes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Frightened at the possibility of having overslept herself, she started
+up, and was about to seek the shelter of the trophy, when Paralus and
+Philothea stood before her! They were clothed in bright garments, with
+garlands on their heads. His arm was about her waist, and hers rested on
+his shoulder. There was a holy beauty in their smile, from which a
+protecting influence seemed to emanate, that banished mortal fear.</p>
+
+<p>In sweet, low tones, they both said, as if with one voice, &quot;Seek
+Artaphernes, the Persian.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dearest Philothea, I scarcely know his countenance,&quot; replied the
+maiden.</p>
+
+<p>Again the bright vision repeated, &quot;Seek Artaphernes, nothing doubting.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The sounds ceased; the light began to fade; it grew more and more dim,
+till all was total darkness. For a long time, Eudora remained intensely
+wakeful, but inspired with a new feeling of confidence and hope, that
+rendered her oblivious of all earthly cares. Whence it came, she neither
+knew nor asked; for such states preclude all inquiry concerning their
+own nature and origin.</p>
+
+<p>After awhile, she fell into a tranquil slumber, in which she dreamed of
+torrents crossed in safety, and of rugged, thorny paths, that ended in
+blooming gardens. She was awakened by the sound of a troubled, timid
+voice, saying, &quot;Eudora! Eudora!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She listened a moment, and answered, &quot;Is it you, Milza?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, blessed be the sound of your voice,&quot; replied the peasant. &quot;Where
+are you? Let me take your hand; for I am afraid in this awful place.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't be frightened, my good Milza. I have had joyful visions here,&quot;
+rejoined the maiden. She reached out her arms as she spoke, and
+perceived that her companion trembled exceedingly. &quot;May the gods protect
+us!&quot; whispered she; &quot;but it is a fearful thing to come here in the
+night-time. All the gold of Croesus would not have tempted me, if Geta
+had not charged me to do it, to save you from starving.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are indeed kind friends,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;and the only ones I have
+left in this world. If ever I get safely back to Elis, you shall be to
+me as brother and sister.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, dear lady,&quot; replied the peasant, &quot;you have ever been a good friend
+to us;&mdash;and there is one that sleeps, who never spoke an ungentle word
+to any of us. When her strength was almost gone, she bade me love
+Eudora, even as I had loved her; and the gods know that for her sake
+Milza would have died. Ph&oelig;bus protect me, but this is an awful place to
+speak of those who sleep. It must be near the dawn; but it is fearfully
+dark here. Where is your hand? I have brought some bread and figs, and
+this little arabyllus of water mixed with Lesbian wine. Eat; for you
+must be almost famished.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora took the refreshment, but ere she tasted it, inquired, &quot;Why did
+not Geta come, as he promised?&quot; Milza began to weep.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has evil befallen him?&quot; said Eudora, in tones of alarm.</p>
+
+<p>The afflicted wife sobbed out, &quot;Poor Geta! Poor, dear Geta! I dreaded to
+come into this cavern; but then I thought if I died, it would be well,
+if we could but die together.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do tell me what has happened,&quot; said Eudora: &quot;Am I doomed to bring
+trouble upon all who love me? Tell me, I entreat you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Milza, weeping as she spoke, then proceeded to say that Alcibiades had
+discovered Eudora's escape immediately after his return from the feast
+of Artaphernes. He was in a perfect storm of passion, and threatened
+every one of the servants with severe punishment, to extort confession.
+The steward received a few keen lashes, notwithstanding his
+protestations of innocence. But he threatened to appeal to the
+magistrates for another master; and Alcibiades, unwilling to lose the
+services of this bold and artful slave, restrained his anger, even when
+it was at its greatest height.</p>
+
+<p>To appease his master's displeasure, the treacherous fellow acknowledged
+that Geta had been seen near the walls, and that his boat had been lying
+at the Triton's Cove.</p>
+
+<p>In consequence of this information, men were instantly ordered in
+pursuit, with orders to lie in wait for the fugitives, if they could not
+be overtaken before morning. When Geta left Cre&uuml;sa's Grotto, he was
+seized before he reached the house of Clinias.</p>
+
+<p>Milza knew nothing of these proceedings, but had remained anxiously
+waiting till the day was half spent. Then she learned that Alcibiades
+had claimed Eudora and Geta as his slaves, by virtue of a debt due to
+him from Phidias, for a large quantity of ivory; and notwithstanding the
+efforts of Clinias in their favour, the Court of Forty Four, in the
+borough of Alcibiades, decided that he had a right to retain them, until
+the debt was paid, or until the heir appeared to show cause why it
+should not be paid. &quot;The gods have blessed Clinias with abundant
+wealth,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;Did he offer nothing to save the innocent?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dear lady,&quot; replied Milza, &quot;Alcibiades demands such an immense sum for
+the ivory, that he says he might as well undertake to build the wall of
+Hipparchus, as to pay it. But I have not told you the most cruel part of
+the story. Geta has been tied to a ladder, and shockingly whipped, to
+make him tell where you were concealed. He said he would not do it, if
+he died. I believe they had the will to kill him; but one of the young
+slaves, whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted, was resolved to make
+complaint to the magistrates, and demand another master. She helped Geta
+to escape: they have both taken refuge in the Temple of Theseus. Geta
+dared trust no one but me to carry a message to Clinias. I told him he
+supped with Pericles to-night; and he would not suffer me to go there,
+lest Alcibiades should be among the guests.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am glad he gave you that advice,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;for though Pericles
+might be willing to serve me, for Philothea's sake, I fear if he once
+learned the secret, it would soon be in Aspasia's keeping.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And that would be all the same as telling Alcibiades himself,&quot; rejoined
+Milza. &quot;But I must tell you that I did not know of poor Geta's
+sufferings until many hours after they happened. Since he went to
+Salamis in search of you, I have not seen him until late this evening.
+He is afraid to leave the altar, lest he should fall into the hands of
+his enemies; and that is the reason he sent me to bring you food. He
+expects to be a slave again; but having been abused by Alcibiades, he
+claims the privilege of the law to be transferred to another master.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora wept bitterly, to think she had no power to rescue her faithful
+attendant from a condition he dreaded worse than death.</p>
+
+<p>Milza endeavoured, in her own artless way, to soothe the distress her
+words had excited. &quot;In all Geta's troubles, he thinks more of you than
+he does of himself,&quot; said she. &quot;He bade me convey you to the house of a
+wise woman from Thessalia, who lives near the Sacred Gate; for he says
+she can tell us what it is best to do. She has learned of magicians in
+foreign lands. They say she can compound potions that will turn hatred
+into love; and that the power of her enchantments is so great, she can
+draw the moon down from the sky.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nevertheless, I shall not seek her counsel,&quot; replied the maiden; &quot;for I
+have heard a better oracle.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When she had given an account of the vision in the cave, the peasant
+asked, in a low and trembling voice, &quot;Did it not make you afraid?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not in the least,&quot; answered Eudora; &quot;and therefore I am doubtful
+whether it were a vision or a dream. I spoke to Philothea just as I used
+to do; without remembering that she had died. She left me more composed
+and happy than I have been for many days. Even if it were a vision, I
+do not marvel that the spirit of one so pure and peaceful should be less
+terrific than the ghost of Medea or Clytemnestra.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And the light shone all at once!&quot; exclaimed Milza, eagerly. &quot;Trust to
+it, dear lady&mdash;trust to it. A sudden brightness hath ever been a happy
+omen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Two baskets, filled with Copaic eels and anchovies, had been deposited
+near the mouth of the cavern; and with the first blush of morning, the
+fugitives offered prayers to Ph&oelig;bus and Pan, and went forth with the
+baskets on their heads, as if they sought the market. Eudora, in her
+haste, would have stepped across the springs that bubbled from the
+rocks; but Milza held her back, saying, &quot;Did you never hear that these
+brooks are Cre&uuml;sa's tears? When the unhappy daughter of Erectheus left
+her infant in this cave to perish, she wept as she departed; and
+Ph&oelig;bus, her immortal lover, changed her tears to rills. For this
+reason, the water has ever been salt to the taste. It is a bad omen to
+wet the foot in these springs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus warned, Eudora turned aside, and took a more circuitous path.</p>
+
+<p>It happened, fortunately, that the residence of Artaphernes stood behind
+the temple of Asclepius, at a short distance from Cre&uuml;sa's Grotto; and
+they felt assured that no one would think of searching for them within
+the dwelling of the Persian stranger. They arrived at the gate without
+question or hindrance; but found it fastened. To their anxious minds,
+the time they were obliged to wait seemed like an age; but at last the
+gate was opened, and they preferred a humble request to see
+Artaphernes. Eudora, being weary of her load, stooped to place the
+basket of fish on a bench, and her veil accidentally dropped. The porter
+touched her under the chin, and said, with a rude laugh, &quot;Do you
+suppose, my pretty dolphin, that Artaphernes buys his own dinner?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's eyes flashed fire at this familiarity; but checking her natural
+impetuosity, she replied, &quot;It was not concerning the fish that I wished
+to speak to your master. We have business of importance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The servant gave a significant glance, more insulting than his former
+freedom. &quot;Oh, yes, business of importance, no doubt,&quot; said he; &quot;but do
+you suppose, my little Nereid, that the servant of the Great King is
+himself a vender of fish, that he should leave his couch at an hour so
+early as this?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora slipped a ring from her finger, and putting it in his hand, said,
+in a confidential tone, &quot;I am not a fish-woman. I am here in disguise. Go
+to your master, and conjure him, if he ever had a daughter that he
+loved, to hear the petition of an orphan, who is in great distress.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The man's deportment immediately changed; and as he walked away, he
+muttered to himself, &quot;She don't look nor speak like one brought up at
+the gates; that's certain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora and Milza remained in the court for a long time, but with far
+less impatience than they had waited at the gate. At length the servant
+returned, saying his master was now ready to see them. Eudora followed,
+in extreme agitation, with her veil folded closely about her; and when
+they were ushered into the presence of Artaphernes, the embarrassment
+of her situation deprived her of the power of utterance. With much
+kindness of voice and manner, the venerable stranger said: &quot;My servant
+told me that one of you was an orphan, and had somewhat to ask of me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora replied: &quot;O Persian stranger, I am indeed a lonely orphan, in the
+power of mine enemies; and I have been warned by a vision to come hither
+for assistance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Something in her words, or voice, seemed to excite surprise, mingled
+with deeper feelings; and the old man's countenance grew more troubled,
+as she continued: &quot;Perhaps you may recollect a maiden that sung at
+Aspasia's house, to whom you afterwards sent a veil of shining texture?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, yes,&quot; he replied, with a deep sigh: &quot;I do recollect it. They told
+me she was Eudora, the daughter of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am Eudora, the adopted daughter of Phidias,&quot; rejoined the maiden. &quot;My
+benefactor is dead, and I am friendless.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who were your parents?&quot; inquired the Persian.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I never knew them,&quot; she replied. &quot;I was stolen from the Ionian coast by
+Greek pirates. I was a mere infant when Phidias bought me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a voice almost suffocated with emotion, Artaphernes asked, &quot;Were you
+<i>then</i> named Eudora?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden's heart began to flutter with a new and strange hope, as she
+replied, &quot;No one knew my name. In my childish prattle, I called myself
+Baby Minta.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old man started from his seat&mdash;his colour went and came&mdash;and every
+joint trembled. He seemed to make a strong effort to check some sudden
+impulse. After collecting himself for a moment, he said, &quot;Maiden, you
+have the voice of one I dearly loved; and it has stirred the deepest
+fountains of my heart. I pray you, let me see your countenance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As Eudora threw off the veil, her long glossy hair fell profusely over
+her neck and shoulders, and her beautiful face was flushed with eager
+expectation.</p>
+
+<p>The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her
+to his bosom. The tears fell fast, as he exclaimed, &quot;Artaminta! My
+daughter! My daughter! Image of thy blessed mother! I have sought for
+thee throughout the world, and at last I believed thee dead. My only
+child! My long-lost, my precious one! May the blessing of Oromasdes be
+upon thee.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XIX.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Whate'er thou givest, generous let it be.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>When it was rumoured that Artaphernes had ransomed Eudora and Geta, by
+offering the entire sum demanded for the ivory, many a jest circulated
+in the agoras, at the expense of the old man who had given such an
+enormous price for a handsome slave; but when it became known, that he
+had, in some wonderful and mysterious manner, discovered a long-lost
+daughter, the tide of public feeling was changed.</p>
+
+<p>Alcibiades at once remitted his claim, which in fact never had any
+foundation in justice; he having accepted two statues in payment for the
+ivory, previous to the death of Phidias. He likewise formally asked
+Eudora in marriage; humbly apologizing for the outrage he had committed,
+and urging the vehemence of his love as an extenuation of the fault.</p>
+
+<p>Artaphernes had power to dispose of his daughter without even making any
+inquiry concerning the state of her affections; but the circumstances of
+his past life induced him to forbear the exercise of his power.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child,&quot; said he, &quot;it was my own misfortune to suffer by an
+ill-assorted marriage. In early youth, my parents united me with
+Artaynta, a Persian lady, whose affections had been secretly bestowed
+upon a near kinsman. Her parents knew of this fact, but mine were
+ignorant of it. It ended in wretchedness and disgrace. To avoid the
+awful consequences of guilt, she and her lover eloped to some distant
+land, where I never attempted to follow them.</p>
+
+<p>Some time after, the Great King was graciously pleased to appoint me
+Governor of the sea-coast in Asia Minor. I removed to Ephesus, where I
+saw and loved your blessed mother, the beautiful Antiope, daughter of
+Diophanes, priest of Zeus. I saw her accidentally at a fountain, and
+watched her unobserved, while she bathed the feet of her little sister.
+Though younger than myself, she reciprocated the love she had inspired.
+Her father consented to our union; and for a few years I enjoyed as
+great happiness as Oromasdes ever bestows on mortals. You were our only
+child; named Artaminta, in remembrance of my mother. You were scarcely
+two years old, when you and your nurse suddenly disappeared. As several
+other women and children were lost at the same time, we supposed that
+you were stolen by pirates. All efforts to ascertain your fate proved
+utterly fruitless. As moon after moon passed away, bringing no tidings
+of our lost treasure, Antiope grew more and more hopeless. She was a
+gentle, tender-hearted being, that complained little and suffered much.
+At last, she died broken-hearted.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After remaining in silent thoughtfulness for a few moments, he added:
+&quot;Of my two sons by Artaynta, one died in childhood; the other was killed
+in battle, before I came to Athens. I had never ceased my exertions to
+discover you; but after I became childless, it was the cherished object
+of existence. Some information received from Ph&oelig;nician sailors led to
+the conclusion that I owed my misfortune to Greek pirates; and when the
+Great King informed me that he had need of services in Athens, I
+cherfully undertook the mission.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Having suffered severely in my own marriage, I would not willingly
+endanger your happiness by any unreasonable exercise of parental
+authority. Alcibiades is handsome, rich, and of high rank. How do you
+regard his proposal of marriage?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The colour mounted high in Eudora's cheek, and she answered hastily, &quot;As
+easily could I consent to be the wife of Tereus, after his brutal
+outrage on the helpless Philomela. I have nothing but contempt to bestow
+on the man who persecuted me when I was friendless, and flatters me when
+I have wealthy friends.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Artaphernes replied, &quot;I knew not how far you might consider violent love
+an excuse for base proceedings; but I rejoice to see that you have pride
+becoming your noble birth. For another reason, it gives me happiness to
+find you ill-disposed toward this match; for duty will soon call me to
+Persia, and having just recovered you in a manner so miraculous, it
+would be a grievous sacrifice to relinquish you so soon. But am I so
+fortunate as to find you willing to return with me? Are there no strong
+ties that bind your heart to Athens?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Perceiving that Eudora blushed deeply, he added, in an inquiring tone,
+&quot;Clinias told me to-day, that Phidias wished to unite you with that
+gifted artist, his nephew Pand&aelig;nus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden replied, &quot;I have many reasons to be grateful to Pand&aelig;nus;
+and it was painful to refuse compliance with the wishes of my
+benefactor; but if Phidias had commanded me to obey him in this
+instance, my happiness would have been sacrificed. Of all countries in
+the world, there is none I so much wish to visit as Persia. Of that you
+may rest assured, my father.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old man looked upon her affectionately, and his eyes filled with
+tears, as he exclaimed, &quot;Oromasdes be praised, that I am once more
+permitted to hear that welcome sound! No music is so pleasant to my ears
+as that word&mdash;father. Zoroaster tells us that children are a bridge
+joining this earth to a heavenly paradise, filled with fresh springs and
+blooming gardens. Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices
+call him father! But, my daughter, why is it that the commands of
+Phidias would have made you unhappy? Speak frankly, Artaminta; lest
+hereafter there should be occasion to mourn that we misunderstood each
+other.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora then told all the particulars of her attachment to Phil&aelig;mon, and
+her brief infatuation with regard to Alcibiades. Artaphernes evinced no
+displeasure at the disclosure; but spoke of Phil&aelig;mon with great respect
+and affection. He dwelt earnestly upon the mischievous effects of such
+free customs as Aspasia sought to introduce, and warmly eulogized the
+strictness and complete seclusion of Persian education. When Eudora
+expressed fears that she might never be able to regain Phil&aelig;mon's love,
+he gazed on her beautiful countenance with fond admiration, and smiled
+incredulously as he turned away.</p>
+
+<p>The proposal of Alcibiades was civilly declined; the promised sum paid
+to his faithless steward, and the necklace, given by Phidias, redeemed.</p>
+
+<p>Hylax had been forcibly carried to Salamis with his young mistress, lest
+his sagacity should lead to a discovery of her prison. When Eudora
+escaped from the island, she had reluctantly left him in her apartment,
+in order to avoid the danger that might arise from any untimely noise;
+but as soon as her own safety was secured, her first thoughts were for
+the recovery of this favourite animal, the early gift of Phil&aelig;mon. The
+little captive had pined and moaned continually, during their brief
+separation; and when he returned, it seemed as if his boisterous joy
+could not sufficiently manifest itself in gambols and caresses.</p>
+
+<p>When Artaphernes was convinced that he had really found his long-lost
+child, the impulse of gratitude led to very early inquiries for
+Pand&aelig;nus. The artist had not yet re-appeared; and all Athens was filled
+with conjectures concerning his fate. Eudora still suspected that
+Alcibiades had secreted him, for the same reason that he had claimed
+Geta as a slave; for it was sufficiently obvious that he had desired, as
+far as possible, to deprive her of all assistance and protection.</p>
+
+<p>The event proved her suspicions well founded. On the fourth day after
+her escape from Salamis, Pand&aelig;nus came to congratulate Artaphernes, and
+half in anger, half in laughter, told the particulars of his story. He
+had been seized as he returned home at night, and had been forcibly
+conveyed to the mansion of Eurysaces, where he was kept a close
+prisoner, with the promise of being released whenever he finished a
+picture, which Alcibiades had long desired to obtain. This was a
+representation of Europa, just entering the ocean on the back of the
+beautiful bull, which she and her unsuspecting companions had crowned
+with garlands.</p>
+
+<p>At first, the artist resisted, and swore by Ph&oelig;bus Apollo that he would
+not be thus forced into the service of any man; but an unexpected
+circumstance changed his resolution.</p>
+
+<p>There was a long, airy gallery, in which he was allowed to take exercise
+any hour of the day. In some places, an open-work partition, richly and
+curiously wrought by the skilful hand of Callicrates, separated this
+gallery from the outer balustrade of the building. During his walks,
+Pand&aelig;nus often heard sounds of violent grief from the other side of the
+screen. Curiosity induced him to listen, and inquire the cause. A sad,
+sweet voice answered, &quot;I am Cleonica, daughter of a noble Spartan. Taken
+captive in war, and sold to Alcibiades, I weep for my dishonoured lot;
+for much I fear it will bring the gray hairs of my mother to an untimely
+grave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>This interview led to another, and another; and though the mode of
+communication was imperfect, the artist was enabled to perceive that the
+captive maiden was a tall, queenly figure, with a rich profusion of
+sunny hair, indicating a fair and fresh complexion. The result was a
+promise to paint the desired picture, provided he might have the Spartan
+slave as a recompense.</p>
+
+<p>Alcibiades, equally solicitous to obtain the painting, and to prolong
+the seclusion of Pand&aelig;nus, and being then eager in another pursuit,
+readily consented to the terms proposed. After Eudora's sudden change
+of fortune, being somewhat ashamed of the publicity of his conduct, and
+desirous not to lose entirely the good opinion of Artaphernes, he gave
+the artist his liberty, simply requiring the fulfilment of his promise.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what are your intentions with regard to this fair captive?&quot;
+inquired the Persian, with a significant smile.</p>
+
+<p>With some degree of embarrassment, Pand&aelig;nus answered, &quot;I came to ask
+your protection; and that Eudora might for the present consider her as a
+sister, until I can restore her to her family.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It shall be so,&quot; replied Artaphernes; &quot;but this is a very small part of
+the debt I owe the nephew of Phidias. Should you hereafter have a favour
+to ask of Cleonica's noble family, poverty shall be no obstruction to
+your wishes. I have already taken measures to purchase for you a large
+estate in Elis, and to remit yearly revenues, which will I trust be
+equal to your wishes. I have another favour to ask, in addition to the
+many claims you already have upon me. Among the magnificent pictures
+that adorn the Poecile, I have not observed the sculptor of your gods. I
+pray you exert your utmost skill in a painting of Phidias crowned by the
+Muses; that I may place it on those walls, a public monument of my
+gratitude to that illustrious man.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Of his statues and drawings I have purchased all that can be bought in
+Athens. The weeping Panthea, covering the body of Abradates with her
+mantle, is destined for my royal and munificent master. By the kindness
+of Pericles, I have obtained for myself the beautiful group,
+representing my precious little Artaminta caressing the kid, in that
+graceful attitude which first attracted the attention of her benefactor.
+For the munificent Eleans, I have reserved the Graceful Three, which
+your countrymen have named the presiding deities over benevolent
+actions. All the other statues and drawings of your illustrious kinsman
+are at your disposal. Nay, do not thank me, young man. Mine is still the
+debt, and my heart will be ever grateful.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The exertions of Clinias, although they proved unavailing, were
+gratefully acknowledged by the present of a large silver bowl, on which
+the skilful artificer, Mys, had represented, with exquisite delicacy,
+the infant Dionysus watched by the nymphs of Naxos.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of this generosity, the services of Geta and Milza were not
+forgotten. The bribe given to the steward was doubled in the payment,
+and an offer made to establish them in any part of Greece or Persia,
+where they wished to reside.</p>
+
+<p>A decided preference was given to Elis, as the only place where they
+could be secure from the ravages of war. A noble farm, in the
+neighbourhood of Proclus, was accordingly purchased for them, well
+stocked with herds and furnished with all agricultural and household
+conveniences. Geta, having thus become an owner of the soil, dropped the
+brief name by which he had been known in slavery, and assumed the more
+sonorous appellation of Philophidias.</p>
+
+<p>Dione, old as she was, overcame her fear of perils by land and sea, and
+resolved to follow her young mistress into Persia.</p>
+
+<p>Before a new moon had begun its course, Pand&aelig;nus fulfilled his
+intention of returning to Olympia, in company with the Laced&aelig;monian
+ambassador and his train. Cleonica, attended by Geta and Milza,
+travelled under the same protection. Artaphernes sent to Proclus four
+noble horses and a Bactrian camel, together with seven min&aelig; as a
+portion for Zoila. For Pterila&uuml;s, likewise, was a sum of money
+sufficient to maintain him ten years in Athens, that he might gratify
+his ardent desire to become the disciple of Plato. Eudora sent her
+little playmate a living peacock, which proved even more acceptable than
+her flock of marble sheep with their painted shepherd. To Melissa was
+sent a long affectionate epistle, with the dying bequest of Philothea,
+and many a valuable token of Eudora's gratitude.</p>
+
+<p>Although a brilliant future was opening before her, the maiden's heart
+was very sad, when she bade a last farewell to the honest and faithful
+attendants, who had been with her through so many changing scenes, and
+aided her in the hour of her utmost need. The next day after their
+departure was spent by the Persian in the worship of Mithras, and
+prayers to Oromasdes. Eudora, in remembrance of her vision, offered
+thanksgiving and sacrifice to Ph&oelig;bus and Pan; and implored the deities
+of ocean to protect the Ph&oelig;nician galley, in which they were about to
+depart from Athens.</p>
+
+<p>These ceremonies being performed, Artaphernes and his weeping daughter
+visited the studio of Myron, who, in compliance with their orders, had
+just finished the design of a beautiful monument to Paralus and
+Philothea, on which were represented two doves sleeping upon garlands.</p>
+
+<p>For the last time, Eudora poured oblations of milk and honey, and placed
+fragrant flowers, with ringlets of her hair, upon the sepulchre of her
+gentle friend; then, with many tears, she bade a long farewell to scenes
+rendered sacred by the remembrance of their mutual love.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XX.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Next arose<br />
+A well-towered city, by seven golden gates<br />
+Inclosed, that fitted to their lintels hung.<br />
+&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then burst forth<br />
+Aloud the marriage song; and far and wide<br />
+Long splendors flashed from many a quivering torch.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HESIOD.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>When the galley arrived at the opulent city of Tyre, the noble Persian
+and his retinue joined a caravan of Ph&oelig;nician merchants bound to
+Ecbatana, honoured at that season of the year with the residence of the
+royal family. Eudora travelled in a cedar carriage drawn by camels. The
+latticed windows were richly gilded, and hung with crimson curtains,
+which her father ordered to be closed at the slightest indication of
+approaching travellers. Dione, with six more youthful attendants,
+accompanied her, and exerted all their powers to make the time pass
+pleasantly; but all their stories of romantic love, of heroes mortal and
+immortal, combined with the charms of music, could not prevent her from
+feeling that the journey was exceedingly long and wearisome.</p>
+
+<p>She recollected how her lively spirit had sometimes rebelled against the
+restraints imposed on Grecian women, and sighed to think of all she had
+heard concerning the far more rigid customs of Persia. Expressions of
+fatigue sometimes escaped her; and her indulgent parent consented that
+she should ride in the chariot with him, enveloped in a long, thick
+veil, that descended to her feet, with two small openings of net-work
+for the eyes.</p>
+
+<p>As they passed through Persia, he pointed out to her the sacred groves,
+inhabited by the Magii: the entrance of the cave where Zoroaster penned
+his divine precepts; and the mountain on whose summit he was wont to
+hold midnight communication with the heavenly bodies.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora remarked that she nowhere observed temples or altars; objects to
+which her eye had always been accustomed, and which imparted such a
+sacred and peculiar beauty to Grecian scenery.</p>
+
+<p>Artaphernes replied, &quot;It is because these things are contrary to the
+spirit of Persian theology. Zoroaster taught us that the temple of
+Oromasdes was infinite space&mdash;his altar, the air, the earth, and the
+heavens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the travellers arrived within sight of Ecbatana, the setting sun
+poured upon the noble city a flood of dazzling light. It was girdled by
+seven walls of seven different colours; one rising above the other, in
+all the hues of the rainbow. From the centre of the innermost, arose the
+light, graceful towers of the royal palace, glittering with gold. The
+city was surrounded by fertile, spacious plains, bounded on one side by
+Mount Orontes, and on the other by a stately forest, amid whose lofty
+trees might here and there be seen the magnificent villas of Persian
+nobles.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's heart beat violently, when her father pointed to the residence
+of Megabyzus, and told her that the gilded balls on its pinnacles could
+be discovered from their own dwelling; but maiden shame prevented her
+from inquiring whether Phil&aelig;mon was still the instructor of his sons.</p>
+
+<p>The morning after his arrival, Artaphernes had a private audience with
+his royal master. This conference lasted so long, that many of the
+courtiers supposed his mission in Greece related to matters of more
+political importance than the purchase of pictures and statues; and this
+conjecture was afterward confirmed by the favours lavished upon him.</p>
+
+<p>It was soon known throughout the precincts of the court that the
+favourite noble had returned from Athens, bringing with him his
+long-lost daughter. The very next day, as Eudora walked round the
+terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages
+approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and
+ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to
+retire before their presence, on pain of death. In obedience to these
+commands, Artaphernes immediately withdrew to his own apartment, closed
+the shutters, and there remained till the royal retinue departed.</p>
+
+<p>The visiters consisted of Amestris, the mother of Artaxerxes; Arsin&ouml;e of
+Damascus, his favourite mistress; and Parysatis, his daughter; with
+their innumerable slaves. They examined Eudora with more than childish
+curiosity; pulled every article of her dress, to ascertain its colour
+and its texture; teased to see all her jewels; wanted to know the name
+of everything in Greek; requested her to sing Greek songs; were
+impatient to learn Ionian dances; conjured her to paint a black streak
+from the eyes to the ears; and were particularly anxious to ascertain
+what cosmetic the Grecian ladies used to stain the tips of their
+fingers.</p>
+
+<p>When all these important matters were settled, by means of an
+interpreter, they began to discuss the merits of Grecian ladies; and
+loudly expressed their horror at the idea of appearing before brothers
+unveiled, and at the still grosser indelicacy of sometimes allowing the
+face to be seen by a betrothed lover. Then followed a repetition of all
+the gossip of the harem; particularly, a fresh piece of scandal
+concerning Apollonides of Cos, and their royal kinswoman, Amytis, the
+wife of Megabyzus. Eudora turned away to conceal her blushes; for the
+indelicacy of their language was such as seldom met the ear of a Grecian
+maiden.</p>
+
+<p>The Queen mother was eloquent in praise of a young Lesbian girl, whom
+Artaphernes had bought to attend upon his daughter. This was equivalent
+to asking for the slave; and the captive herself evinced no
+unwillingness to join the royal household; it having been foretold by an
+oracle that she would one day be the mother of kings. Amestris accepted
+the beautiful Greek, with many thanks, casting a triumphant glance at
+Arsin&ouml;e and Parysatis, who lowered their brows, as if each had reasons
+of her own for being displeased with the arrangement.</p>
+
+<p>The royal guests gave and received a variety of gifts; consisting
+principally of jewels, embroidered mantles, veils, tufts of peacock
+feathers with ivory handles, parrots, and golden boxes filled with
+roseate powder for the fingers, and black paint for the eyebrows. At
+length they departed, and Eudora's attendants showered perfumes on them
+as they went.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora recalled to mind the pure and sublime discourse she had so often
+enjoyed with Philothea, and sighed as she compared it with this
+specimen of intercourse with high-born Persian ladies.</p>
+
+<p>When the sun was setting, she again walked upon the terrace; and,
+forgetful of the customs of the country, threw back her veil, that she
+might enjoy more perfectly the beauty of the landscape. She stood
+thoughtfully gazing at the distant pinnacles, which marked the residence
+of Megabyzus, when the barking of Hylax attracted her attention, and
+looking into the garden, she perceived a richly dressed young man, with
+his eyes fixed earnestly upon her. She drew her veil hastily, and
+retired within the dwelling, indulging the secret hope that none of her
+attendants had witnessed an action, which Artaphernes would deem so
+imprudent.</p>
+
+<p>On the following morning commenced the celebrated festival called, 'The
+Salutation of Mithras;' during which, forty days were set apart for
+thanksgiving and sacrifice. The procession formed long before the rising
+of the sun. First appeared a long train of the most distinguished Magii
+from all parts of the empire, led by their chief in scarlet robes,
+carrying the sacred fire upon a silver furnace. Next appeared an empty
+chariot consecrated to Oromasdes, decorated with garlands, and drawn by
+white steeds harnessed with gold. This was followed by a magnificent
+large horse, his forehead flaming with gems, in honour of Mithras. Then
+came the Band of Immortals, and the royal kindred, their Median vests
+blazing with embroidery and gold. Artaxerxes rode in an ivory chariot,
+richly inlaid with precious stones. He was followed by a long line of
+nobles, riding on camels splendidly caparisoned; and their countless
+attendants closed the train. This gorgeous retinue slowly ascended
+Mount Orontes. When they arrived upon its summit, the chief of the Magii
+assumed his tiara interwoven with myrtle, and hailed the first beams of
+the rising sun with sacrifice. Then each of the Magii in turns sung
+orisons to Oromasdes, by whose eternal power the radiant Mithras had
+been sent to gladden the earth, and preserve the principle of life.
+Finally, they all joined in one universal chorus, while king, princes,
+and nobles, prostrated themselves, and adored the Fountain of Light.</p>
+
+<p>At that solemn moment, a tiger leaped from an adjoining thicket, and
+sprung toward the king. But ere the astonished courtiers had time to
+breathe, a javelin from some unknown hand passed through the ferocious
+animal, and laid him lifeless in the dust.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had watched the procession from the house-top; and at this moment
+she thought she perceived hurried and confused movements, of which her
+attendants could give no explanation.</p>
+
+<p>The splendid concourse returned toward the palace in the same order that
+it had ascended the mountain. But next to the royal chariot there now
+appeared a young man on a noble steed, with a golden chain about his
+neck, and two heralds by his side, who ever and anon blew their
+trumpets, and proclaimed, &quot;This is Phil&aelig;mon of Athens, whom the king
+delighteth to honour?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora understood the proclamation imperfectly; but afar off, she
+recognized the person of her lover. As they passed the house, she saw
+Hylax running to and fro on the top of the wall, barking, and jumping,
+and wagging his tail, as if he too were conscious of the vicinity of
+some familiar friend. The dog evidently arrested Phil&aelig;mon's attention;
+for he observed him closely, and long continued to look back and watch
+his movements.</p>
+
+<p>A tide of sweet and bitter recollections oppressed the maiden's heart; a
+deadly paleness overspread her cheeks; a suffocating feeling choked her
+voice; and had it not been for a sudden gush of tears, she would have
+fallen.</p>
+
+<p>When her father returned, he informed her that the life of Artaxerxes
+had been saved by the promptitude and boldness of Phil&aelig;mon, who
+happened to perceive the tiger sooner than any other person at the
+festival. He added, &quot;I saw Phil&aelig;mon after the rescue, but we had brief
+opportunity to discourse together. I think his secluded habits have
+prevented him from hearing that I found a daughter in Athens. He told me
+he intended soon to return to his native country, and promised to be my
+guest for a few days before he departed. Furthermore, my child, the
+Great King, in the fulness of his regal bounty, last night sent a
+messenger to demand you in marriage for his son Xerxes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He watched her countenance, as he spoke; but seemed doubtful how to
+understand the fluctuating colour. Still keeping his scrutinizing gaze
+fixed upon her, he continued, &quot;Artaminta, this is an honour not to be
+lightly rejected; to be princess of Persia now, and hereafter perhaps
+its queen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In some confusion, the maiden answered, &quot;Perhaps the prince may not
+approve his father's choice.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Artaminta; the prince has chosen for himself. He sent his sister to
+obtain a view of my newly discovered daughter; and he himself saw you,
+as you stood on the terrace unveiled.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In an agitated voice, Eudora asked, &quot;And must I be compelled to obey the
+commands of the king?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Unless it should be his gracious pleasure to dispense with obedience,&quot;
+replied Artaphernes. &quot;I and all my household are his servants. I pray
+Oromasdes that you may never have greater troubles than the fear of
+becoming a princess.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you forget, my dear father, that Parysatis told me her brother
+Xerxes was effeminate and capricious, and had a new idol with every
+change of the moon. Some fairer face would soon find favour in his
+sight; and I should perhaps be shut up with hundreds of forgotten
+favourites, in the old harem, among silly women and ugly slaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her father answered, in an excited tone, &quot;Artaminta, if you had been
+brought up with more becoming seclusion, like those silly Persian women,
+you would perhaps have known, better than you now seem to do, that a
+woman's whole duty is submission.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had never heard him speak so harshly. She perceived that his
+parental ambition was roused, and that her indifference to the royal
+proposal displeased him. The tears fell fast, as she replied, &quot;Dear
+father, I will obey you, even if you ask me to sacrifice my life, at the
+command of the king.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her tears touched the feelings of the kind old man. He embraced her
+affectionately, saying, &quot;Do not weep, daughter of my beloved Antiope. It
+would indeed gratify my heart to see you Queen of Persia; but you shall
+not be made wretched, if my interest with the Great King can prevent
+it. All men praise his justice and moderation; and he has pledged his
+royal word to grant anything I ask, in recompense for services rendered
+in Greece. The man who has just saved his life can no doubt obtain any
+favour. But reflect upon it well, my daughter. Xerxes has no son; and
+should you give birth to a boy, no new favourite could exclude you from
+the throne. Perhaps Phil&aelig;mon was silent from other causes than ignorance
+of your arrival in Persia; and if this be the case, you may repent a too
+hasty rejection of princely love.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora blushed like crimson, and appeared deeply pained by this
+suggestion; but she made no answer. Artaphernes departed, promising to
+seek a private audience with the king; and she saw him no more that
+night. When she laid her head upon the pillow, a mind troubled with many
+anxious thoughts for a long time prevented repose; and when she did sink
+to sleep, it was with a confused medley of ideas, in which the
+remembrance of Phil&aelig;mon's love was mixed up with floating visions of
+regal grandeur, and proud thoughts of a triumphant marriage, now placed
+within her power, should he indeed prove as unforgiving and indifferent,
+as her father had suggested.</p>
+
+<p>In her sleep, she saw Philothea; but a swift and turbid stream appeared
+to roll between them; and her friend said, in melancholy tones, &quot;You
+have left me, Eudora; and I cannot come to you, now. Whence are these
+dark and restless waters, which separate our souls?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then a variety of strange scenes rapidly succeeded each other&mdash;all
+cheerless, perturbed, and chaotic. At last, she seemed to be standing
+under the old grape-vine, that shaded the dwelling of Anaxagoras, and
+Phil&aelig;mon crowned her with a wreath of myrtle. In the morning, soon after
+she had risen from her couch, Artaphernes came to her apartment, and
+mildly asked if she still wished to decline the royal alliance. He
+evinced no displeasure when she answered in the affirmative; but quietly
+replied, &quot;It may be that you have chosen a wise part, my child; for true
+it is, that safety and contentment rarely take up their abode with
+princes. But now go and adorn yourself with your richest apparel; for
+the Great King requires me to present you at the palace, before the hour
+of noon. Let your Greek costume be laid aside; for I would not have my
+daughter appear like a foreigner, in the presence of her king.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a palpitating heart, Eudora resigned herself into the hands of her
+Persian tire-women, who so loaded her with embroidery and gems, that she
+could scarcely support their weight.</p>
+
+<p>She was conveyed to the palace in a cedar carriage, carefully screened
+from observation. Her father rode by her side, and a numerous train of
+attendants followed. Through gates of burnished brass, they entered a
+small court with a tesselated pavement of black and white marble. Thence
+they passed into a long apartment, with walls of black marble, and
+cornices heavily gilded. The marble was so highly polished, that Eudora
+saw the light of her jewels everywhere reflected like sunbeams.
+Surprised by the multiplied images of herself and attendants, she did
+not at first perceive, through the net-work of her veil, that a young
+man stood leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. This
+well-remembered attitude attracted her attention, and she scarcely
+needed a glance to assure her it was Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>It being contrary to Persian etiquette to speak without license within
+hearing of the royal apartments, the Athenian merely smiled, and bowed
+gracefully to Artaphernes; but an audible sigh escaped him, as he
+glanced at the Greek attendants. Eudora hastily turned away her head,
+when he looked toward her; but her heart throbbed so violently that
+every fold of her veil trembled. They continued thus in each other's
+presence many minutes; one in a state of perfect unconsciousness, the
+other suffering an intensity of feeling, that seemed like the condensed
+excitement of years. At last a herald came to say it was now the
+pleasure of the Great King to receive them in the private court, opening
+into the royal gardens.</p>
+
+<p>The pavement of this court was of porphyry inlaid with costly marbles,
+in various hieroglyphics. The side connected with the palace was adorned
+with carved open-work, richly painted and gilded, and with jasper
+tablets, alternately surmounted by a golden ram and a winged lion; one
+the royal ensign of Persia, the other emblematic of the Assyrian empire
+conquered by Cyrus. The throne was placed in the centre, under a canopy
+of crimson, yellow, and blue silk, tastefully intermingled and
+embroidered with silver and gold. Above this was an image of the sun,
+with rays so brilliant, that it dazzled the eyes of those who looked
+upon it.</p>
+
+<p>The monarch seemed scarcely beyond the middle age, with long flowing
+hair, and a countenance mild and dignified. On his right hand stood
+Xerxes&mdash;on his left, Darius and Sogdianus; and around him were a
+numerous band of younger sons; all wearing white robes, with jewelled
+vests of Tyrian purple.</p>
+
+<p>As they entered, the active buzzing of female voices was heard behind
+the gilded open-work of the wall; but this was speedily silenced by a
+signal from the herald. Artaphernes prostrated himself, till his
+forehead touched the pavement; Eudora copied his example; but Phil&aelig;mon
+merely bowed low, after the manner of the Athenians. Artaxerxes bade
+them arise, and said, in a stern tone, &quot;Artaphernes, has thy daughter
+prepared herself to obey our royal mandate? Or is she still contemptuous
+of our kingly bounty?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora trembled; and her father again prostrated himself, as he replied:
+&quot;O great and benignant king! mayest thou live forever. May Oromandes
+bless thee with a prosperous reign, and forever avert from thee the
+malignant influence of Arimanius. I and my household are among the least
+of thy servants. May the hand that offends thee be cut off, and cast to
+unclean dogs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Arise, Artaphernes!&quot; said the monarch: &quot;Thy daughter has permission to
+speak.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora, awed by the despotic power and august presence of Artaxerxes,
+spoke to her father, in a low and tremulous voice, and reminded him of
+the royal promise to grant whatever he might ask.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon turned eagerly, and a sudden flush mantled his cheeks, when he
+heard the pure Attic dialect, &quot;with its lovely marriage of sweet
+sounds.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What does the maiden say?&quot; inquired the king. Artaphernes again paid
+homage, and answered; &quot;O Light of the World! Look in mercy upon the
+daughter of thy servant, and grant that her petition may find favour in
+thy sight. As yet, she hath not gained a ready utterance of the Persian
+language&mdash;honoured and blessed above all languages, in being the
+messenger of thy thoughts, O king. Therefore she spoke in the Greek
+tongue, concerning thy gracious promise to grant unto the humblest of
+thy servants whatsoever he might ask at thy hands.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then the monarch held forth his golden sceptre, and replied, &quot;Be it unto
+thee, as I have said. I have sought thy daughter in marriage for Xerxes,
+prince of the empire. What other boon does Artaphernes ask of the king?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The Persian approached, and reverently touching the point of the
+sceptre, answered: &quot;O King of kings! before whom the nations of the
+earth do tremble. Thy bounty is like the overflowing Nilus, and thy
+mercy refreshing as dew upon the parched earth. If it be thy pleasure, O
+King, forgive Artaminta, my daughter, if she begs that the favour of the
+prince, like the blessed rays of Mithras, may fall upon some fairer
+damsel. I pray thee have her excused.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Xerxes looked up with an angry frown; but his royal father replied, &quot;The
+word of the king is sacred; and his decree changeth not. Be it unto thee
+even as thou wilt.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then turning to Phil&aelig;mon, he said: &quot;Athenian stranger, our royal life
+preserved by thy hand deserves a kingly boon. Since our well beloved son
+cannot find favour in the eyes of this damsel, we bestow her upon thee.
+Her father is one of the illustrious Pasargad&aelig;, and her ancestors were
+not unremotely connected with the princes of Media. We have never looked
+upon her countenance&mdash;deeming it wise to copy the prudent example of our
+cousin Cyrus; but report describes her beautiful as Panthea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora shrunk from being thus bestowed upon Phil&aelig;mon; and she would have
+said this to her father, had he not checked the first half-uttered word
+by a private signal.</p>
+
+<p>With extreme confusion, the Athenian bowed low, and answered, &quot;Pardon
+me, O King, and deem me not insensible of thy royal munificence. I pray
+thee bestow the daughter of the princely Artaphernes upon one more
+worthy than thy servant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, by the memory of Cyrus!&quot; exclaimed Artaxerxes, &quot;The king's favours
+shall this day be likened unto a beggar, whose petitions are rejected at
+every gate.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then, turning to his courtiers, he added: &quot;A proud nation are these
+Greeks! When the plague ravaged all Persia and Media, Hippocrates of Cos
+refused our entreaties, and scorned our royal bounty; saying he was born
+to serve his own countrymen, and not foreigners. Themistocles, on whom
+our mighty father bestowed the revenues of cities, died, rather than
+fight for him against Athens; and lo! here is a young Athenian, who
+refuses a maiden sought by the Persian prince, with a dowry richer than
+Pactolus.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon bowed himself reverently, and replied: &quot;Deem not, O king, that
+I am moved by Grecian pride; for well I know that I am all unworthy of
+this princely alliance. An epistle lately received from Olympia makes it
+necessary for me to return to Greece; where, O king, I seek a beloved
+maiden, to whom I was betrothed before my exile.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had trembled violently, and her convulsive breathing was audible,
+while Phil&aelig;mon spoke; but when he uttered the last words, forgetful of
+the reverence required of those who stood in the presence of majesty,
+she murmured, &quot;Oh, Philothea!&quot; and sunk into the arms of her father.</p>
+
+<p>The young man started; for now, not only the language, but the tones
+were familiar to his heart. As the senseless form was carried into the
+garden, he gazed upon it with an excited and bewildered expression.</p>
+
+<p>Artaxerxes smiled, as he said: &quot;Athenian stranger, the daughter of
+Artaphernes, lost on the coast of Ionia, was discovered in the household
+of Phidias, and the Greeks called her Eudora.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon instantly knelt at the monarch's feet, and said, &quot;Pardon me, O
+king. I was ignorant of all this. I &mdash;--&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He would have explained more fully; but Artaxerxes interrupted him; &quot;We
+know it all, Athenian stranger&mdash;we know it all. You have refused
+Artaminta, and now we bestow upon you Eudora, with the revenues of
+Magnesia and Lampsacus for her dowry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Before the next moon had waned, a magnificent marriage was celebrated in
+the court of audience, opening into the royal gardens. On a shining
+throne, in the midst of a stately pavilion, was seated Artaxerxes,
+surrounded by the princes of the empire. Near the throne stood Phil&aelig;mon
+and Eudora. Artaphernes placed the right hand of the bride within the
+right hand of the bridegroom, saying, &quot;Phil&aelig;mon of Athens, I bestow upon
+thee, Artaminta, my daughter, with my estates in Pasagarda, and five
+thousand darics as her dowry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The chief of the Magii bore sacred fire on a silver censer, and the
+bridal couple passed slowly around it three times, bowing reverently to
+the sacred emblem of Mithras. Then the bridegroom fastened a golden
+jewel about the bride's neck, and they repeated certain words, promising
+fidelity to each other. The nuptial hymn was sung by six handsome
+youths, and as many maidens, clothed in white garments, with a purple
+edge.</p>
+
+<p>Numerous lamps were lighted in the trees, making the gardens bright as
+noon. Women belonging to the royal household, and to the most favoured
+of the nobility, rode through the groves and lawns, in rich pavilions,
+on the backs of camels and white elephants. As the huge animals were led
+along, fireworks burst from under their feet, and playing for a moment
+in the air, with undulating movements, fell in a sparkling shower.</p>
+
+<p>Artaxerxes gave a luxurious feast, which lasted seven days; during which
+time the Queen entertained her guests with equal splendour, in the
+apartments of the women.</p>
+
+<p>The Athenian decree against those of foreign parentage had been repealed
+in favour of young Pericles; but in that country everything was in a
+troubled and unsettled state; and Artaphernes pleaded hard to have his
+daughter remain in Persia.</p>
+
+<p>It was therefore decided that the young couple should reside at
+Pasagarda, situated in a fertile valley, called the Queen's Girdle,
+because its revenues were appropriated to that costly article of the
+royal wardrobe. This pleasant city had once been the favourite residence
+of Cyrus the Great, and a plain obelisk in the royal gardens marked his
+burial-place. The adjacent promontory of Taoces afforded a convenient
+harbour for Tyrian merchants, and thus brought in the luxuries of
+Ph&oelig;nicia, while it afforded opportunities for literary communication
+between the East and the West. Here were celebrated schools under the
+direction of the Magii, frequently visited by learned men from Greece,
+Ethiopia, and Egypt.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon devoted himself to the quiet pursuits of literature; and
+Eudora, happy in her father, husband and children, thankfully
+acknowledged the blessings of her lot.</p>
+
+<p>Her only daughter, a gentle maiden, with plaintive voice and earnest
+eyes, bore the beloved name of Philothea.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>APPENDIX</h2>
+
+<p><i>Zeus</i>&mdash;The Jupiter of the Romans.</p>
+
+<p><i>Zeus Xenius</i>&mdash;Jupiter the Hospitable.</p>
+
+<p><i>Hera</i>&mdash;Juno.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas</i>&mdash;Minerva.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas Athena</i>&mdash;An ancient appellation of Minerva, from which Athens
+took its name.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas Parthenia</i>&mdash;Pallas the Virgin.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas Promachos</i>&mdash;Pallas the Defender.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ph&oelig;bus</i>&mdash;The Apollo of the Romans; the Sun.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ph&oelig;bus Apollo</i>&mdash;Ph&oelig;bus the Destroyer, or the Purifier.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ph&oelig;be</i>&mdash;Diana; the Moon.</p>
+
+<p><i>Artemis</i>&mdash;Diana.</p>
+
+<p><i>Agrotera</i>&mdash;Diana the Huntress.</p>
+
+<p><i>Orthia</i>&mdash;Name of Diana among the Spartans.</p>
+
+<p><i>Poseidon</i>&mdash;Neptune.</p>
+
+<p><i>Aphrodite</i>&mdash;Venus.</p>
+
+<p><i>Urania</i>&mdash;The Heavenly Venus. The same name was applied to the Muse of
+Astronomy.</p>
+
+<p><i>Eros</i>&mdash;Cupid.</p>
+
+<p><i>Hermes</i>&mdash;Mercury.</p>
+
+<p><i>Demeter</i>&mdash;Ceres.</p>
+
+<p><i>Persephone</i>&mdash;Proserpine.</p>
+
+<p><i>Dionysus</i>&mdash;Bacchus.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pandamator</i>&mdash;A name of Vulcan, signifying the All-subduing.</p>
+
+<p><i>Mnemosyne</i>&mdash;Goddess of Memory.</p>
+
+<p><i>Chloris</i>&mdash;Flora.</p>
+
+<p><i>Asclepius</i>&mdash;Esculapius.</p>
+
+<p><i>Rhamnusia</i>&mdash;Name of a statue of Nemesis, goddess of Vengeance; so
+called because it was in the town of Rhamnus.</p>
+
+<p><i>Polydeuces</i>&mdash;Pollux.</p>
+
+<p><i>Leto</i>&mdash;Latona.</p>
+
+<p><i>Taraxippus</i>&mdash;A deity whose protection was implored at Elis, that no
+harm might happen to the horses.</p>
+
+<p><i>Erinnys</i>&mdash;The Eumenides, or Furies.</p>
+
+<p><i>Naiades</i>&mdash;Nymphs of Rivers, Springs, and Fountains.</p>
+
+<p><i>Nereides</i>&mdash;Nymphs of the Sea.</p>
+
+<p><i>Oreades</i>&mdash;Nymphs of the Mountains.</p>
+
+<p><i>Dryades</i>&mdash;Nymphs of the Woods.</p>
+
+<p><i>Oromasdes</i>&mdash;Persian name for the Principle of Good.</p>
+
+<p><i>Mithras</i>&mdash;Persian name for the Sun.</p>
+
+<p><i>Arimanius</i>&mdash;Persian name for the Principle of Evil.</p>
+
+<p><i>Odysseus</i>&mdash;Ulysses.</p>
+
+<p><i>Achilleus</i>-Achilles.</p>
+
+<p><i>Cordax</i>&mdash;An immodest comic dance.</p>
+
+<p><i>Agora</i>&mdash;A Market House.</p>
+
+<p><i>Prytaneum</i>&mdash;The Town House.</p>
+
+<p><i>Deigma</i>&mdash;A place in the Pir&aelig;us, corresponding to the modern Exchange.</p>
+
+<p><i>Clepsydra</i>&mdash;A Water-dial.</p>
+
+<p><i>Cotyl&aelig;</i>&mdash;A measure. Some writers say one third of a quart; others much
+less.</p>
+
+<p><i>Arytana</i>&mdash;A small cup.</p>
+
+<p><i>Arabyllus</i>&mdash;A vase, wide at bottom and narrow at top.</p>
+
+<p><i>Archons</i>&mdash;Chief Magistrates of Athens.</p>
+
+<p><i>Prytanes</i>&mdash;Magistrates who presided over the Senate.</p>
+
+<p><i>Phylarchi</i>&mdash;Sheriffs.</p>
+
+<p><i>Epistates</i>&mdash;Chairman, or speaker.</p>
+
+<p><i>Hippodrome</i>&mdash;The Horse-course.</p>
+
+<p><i>Stadium</i>&mdash;Thirty-six and a half rods.</p>
+
+<p><i>Obulus</i>, (plural <i>Oboli</i>)&mdash;A small coin, about the value of a penny.</p>
+
+<p><i>Drachma</i>, (plural <i>Drachm&aelig;</i>)&mdash;About ten-pence sterling.</p>
+
+<p><i>Mina</i>, (plural <i>Min&aelig;</i>)&mdash;Four pounds, three shillings, four pence.</p>
+
+<p><i>Stater</i>&mdash;A gold coin; estimated at about twelve shillings, three pence.</p>
+
+<p><i>Daric</i>&mdash;A Persian gold coin, valued one pound, twelve shillings, three
+pence.</p>
+
+<p>(All the above coins are estimated very differently by different writers.)</p>
+
+<hr width="75%" size="1" />
+<br />
+
+<a name="1"></a>
+<p>&quot;The midnight procession of the Panathen&aelig;a.&quot; p. 11.</p>
+
+<p>This festival in
+honour of Pallas was observed early in the summer, every fifth year,
+with great pomp.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="2"></a>
+<p>&quot;The Sacred Peplus.&quot; p. 12.</p>
+
+<p>This was a white garment consecrated to
+Pallas, on which the actions of illustrious men were represented in
+golden embroidery.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="3"></a>
+<p>&quot;Festival of Torches.&quot; p. 15.</p>
+
+<p>In honour of Prometheus. The prize was
+bestowed on him who ran the course without extinguishing his torch.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="4"></a>
+<p>&quot;Six months of seclusion within the walls of the Acropolis, were
+required of the Canephor&aelig;.&quot; p. 22.</p>
+
+<p>Maidens of the first families were
+selected to embroider the sacred peplus. The two principal ones were
+called Canephor&aelig;, because they carried baskets in the Panathenaic
+procession.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="5"></a>
+<p>&quot;Fountain of Byblis.&quot; p. 33.</p>
+
+<p>This name was derived from a young Ionian,
+passionately fond of her brother Caunus, for whom she wept till she was
+changed into a fountain, near Miletus.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="6"></a>
+<p>&quot;During the festivities of the Dionysia.&quot; p. 42.</p>
+
+<p>This festival, in
+honour of Dionysus, was observed with great splendour. Choragic games
+are supposed to have been celebrated; in which prizes were given to the
+successful competitors in music, and the drama.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="7"></a>
+<p>&quot;The tuneful soul of Marsyas.&quot; p. 43.</p>
+
+<p>Marsyas was a celebrated musician
+of Phrygia, generally considered the inventor of the flute.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="8"></a>
+<p>&quot;Contest between fighting quails.&quot; p. 43.</p>
+
+<p>In Athens, quails were pitched against each other, in the same manner as
+game-cocks among the moderns.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="9"></a>
+<p>&quot;Pericles withdrew a rose from the garland.&quot; p. 44.</p>
+
+<p>This flower was sacred to Silence. The ancients often suspended it above
+the table at feasts, to signify that what was said <i>sub rosa</i> was not to
+be repeated.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="10"></a>
+<p>&quot;A life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus.&quot;
+p. 46.</p>
+
+<p>It is related of him, that he asked and obtained the gift of immortality
+in this world; but unfortunately forgot to ask for youth and vigour.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="11"></a>
+<p>&quot;Eleusinian Mysteries.&quot; p. 47.</p>
+
+<p>Ceremonies at Eleusis, in honour of Demeter, observed with great
+secrecy. Those who were initiated were supposed to be peculiarly under
+the protection of the gods.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="12"></a>
+<p>&quot;Model for the sloping roof of the Odeum.&quot; p. 54.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles was usually represented with a helmet, to cover the deformity
+in his skull. It was jestingly said that the model for the Odeum was
+from his own head.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="13"></a>
+<p>&quot;Patriotic song of Callistratus.&quot; p. 56.</p>
+
+<p>Translated from the Greek, by the Rt. Rev. G. W. Doane, Bishop of New
+Jersey.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="14"></a>
+<p>&quot;While our rosy fillets shed,&quot; &amp;c. p. 57.</p>
+
+<p>The 43d Ode of Anacreon. This and other extracts from the same poet are
+translated by Thomas Moore, Esq.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="15"></a>
+<p>&quot;All ending in ippus and ippides.&quot; p. 61.</p>
+
+<p>Ippus is the Greek for horse. Wealthy Athenians generally belonged to
+the equestrian order; to which the same ideas of honour were attached as
+to the knights, or cavaliers, of modern times. Their names often
+signified some quality of a horse; as Leucippus, a white horse, &amp;c.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="16"></a>
+<p>&quot;Describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter.&quot; p. 64.</p>
+
+<p>None but Greeks were allowed to enter the temples of this goddess.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="17"></a>
+<p>&quot;Urania alone confers the beauty-giving zone.&quot; p. 69.</p>
+
+<p>Urania was the Heavenly Venus, who presided over the pure sentiment of
+love, in distinction from Aphrodite, who presided over the sensual
+passion.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="18"></a>
+<p>&quot;The Pleiades mourning for their lost sister.&quot; p. 74.</p>
+
+<p>One of the stars in the constellation of the Pleiades is said to have
+disappeared. They were fabled as seven sisters, and one lost her place
+in the sky by marrying a mortal.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="19"></a>
+<p>&quot;More happy than the gods is he.&quot; p. 75.</p>
+
+<p>Second Ode of Sappho, translated by F. Fawkes, Esq.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="20"></a>
+<p>&quot;He has clothed the Graces.&quot; p. 76.</p>
+
+<p>Socrates was originally a sculptor. He carved a beautiful group of the
+Graces; said to have been the first that were represented with clothing.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="21"></a>
+<p>&quot;Too frugal to buy coloured robes.&quot; p. 76.</p>
+
+<p>The common people in Athens
+generally bought white garments, for the economy of having them dyed
+when they were defaced.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="22"></a>
+<p>&quot;Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit.&quot; p. 89.</p>
+
+<p>In
+the Ph&oelig;drus of Plato, Socrates is represented as saying, &quot;When I was
+about to cross the river, a demoniacal and usual sign was given me; and
+whenever this takes place, it always prohibits me from accomplishing
+what I was about to do. In the present instance, I seemed to hear a
+voice, which would not suffer me to depart till I had made an expiation;
+as if I had offended in some particular a divine nature.&quot;</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="23"></a>
+<p>&quot;His statue stands among the Olympionic&aelig;.&quot; p. 92.</p>
+
+<p>The victors at the
+Olympic Games had their statues placed in the groves. These statues were
+called Olympionic&aelig;.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="24"></a>
+<p>&quot;Count me on the summer trees.&quot; p. 98.</p>
+
+<p>Part of the 14th Ode of Anacreon.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="25"></a>
+<p>&quot;As soon would I league myself with Odomantians.&quot; p. 112.</p>
+
+<p>The
+Odomantians of Thrace, near the river Strymon, had the same grasping,
+avaricious character, attributed to the Jews in modern times.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="26"></a>
+<p>&quot;Concealed their frauds amid the flames of the Treasury.&quot; p. 113.</p>
+
+<p>The
+Treasury in Athens was burned to the ground, by the Treasurers, who took
+that method to avoid being called to account for the money they had
+embezzled.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="27"></a>
+<p>&quot;That comes of having the Helots among them.&quot; p. 116.</p>
+
+<p>The freemen of
+Sparta were forbidden the exercise of any mechanical or laborious
+employment. All these duties devolved upon the Helots; while their
+masters spent their time in dancing, feasting, hunting, and fighting.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="28"></a>
+<p>&quot;He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow freedom.&quot; p. 117.</p>
+
+<p>There was a Spartan law forbidding masters to emancipate their slaves.
+About two thousand, who were enfranchised by a public decree, for having
+bravely defended the country during the Peloponessian war, soon after
+disappeared suddenly, and were supposed to have been secretly murdered.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="29"></a>
+<p>&quot;Whip them, merely to remind them of bondage.&quot; p. 117.</p>
+
+<p>The Helots were
+originally a brave people; but after they were conquered by the
+Spartans, no pains were spared to render them servile and degraded. Once
+a year they publicly received a severe flagellation, merely to remind
+them that they were slaves. They were never allowed to learn any liberal
+art, or to sing manly songs. In order to expose them to greater
+contempt, they were often obliged to perform indecent dances, and to get
+brutally drunk, that their master's children might learn to despise such
+uncomely things.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="30"></a>
+<p>&quot;Things as trifling as the turning of a shell.&quot; p. 120.</p>
+
+<p>This was an
+Athenian proverb, applied to things that were done quickly, or changed
+easily.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="31"></a>
+<p>&quot;You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges.&quot; p. 120.</p>
+
+<p>This was a name of Hercules; and because he was illegitimate, it was
+applied to a place near the Lyceum, where those of half Athenian blood,
+were wont to exercise in gymnastic sports. Themistocles, being partly of
+foreign extraction, induced the young Athenian nobles to go there and
+wrestle with him, that the distinction might be done away.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="32"></a>
+<p>&quot;Festival Anthesteria.&quot; 120.</p>
+
+<p>In honour of Dionysus. The best drinker was rewarded with a golden crown
+and a cask of wine; and none but Athenians were allowed to enter the
+theatre.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="33"></a>
+<p>&quot;Which he inscribed Demos.&quot; p. 131.</p>
+
+<p>A phrase signifying the People, or the Democracy.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="34"></a>
+<p>&quot;Sing their welcome to Ornith&aelig;.&quot; p. 134,</p>
+
+<p>This name was applied to a wind that blew in the spring, at the time
+when the birds began to return. It was a Grecian custom for children to
+go about with garlands from door to door, singing a welcome to the
+swallows, and receiving trifling presents in return.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="35"></a>
+<p>&quot;The marble sent by Darius.&quot; p. 136.</p>
+
+<p>The Persians were so confident of victory that they brought with them
+marble to erect a trophy on the plains of Marathon. From this marble
+Phidias sculptured a statue of Vengeance, which was called Rhamnusia.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="36"></a>
+<p>&quot;Filled my pillow with fresh laurel leaves.&quot; p. 143.</p>
+
+<p>Ph&oelig;bus was supposed to inspire dreams and prophecy; and the laurel
+which was sacred to him, was supposed to be endowed with similar
+properties.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="37"></a>
+<p>&quot;Like one returned from the cave of Trophonius.&quot; p. 147.</p>
+
+<p>In this cave was a celebrated oracle. Those who entered it always
+returned pale and dejected.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="38"></a>
+<p>&quot;Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros.&quot; p. 150.</p>
+
+<p>This beautiful fable represents the union of the human soul with
+immortal love. Pysche was warned that separation would be the
+consequence, if she looked on the countenance of her divine lover. She
+gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="39"></a>
+<p>&quot;Even the Diasia are no longer observed.&quot; p. 154.</p>
+
+<p>Festivals in honour of Zeus, because he delivered men from misfortunes
+and dangers.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="40"></a>
+<p>&quot;When the Muses and the Charities inhabit the same temple.&quot; p. 160.</p>
+
+<p>Among the Greeks, the Graces were called the Charities. It was a
+beautiful idea thus to deify the moral, rather than the outward graces;
+and to represent innocent and loving nymphs, forever hand in hand,
+presiding over kind and gentle actions. The Graces were often worshipped
+in the same temple with the Muses.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="41"></a>
+<p>&quot;Olive garlands suspended on the doors.&quot; p. 185.</p>
+
+<p>This was a common practice during the festival of Thargelia, in honour
+of Ph&oelig;bus.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="42"></a>
+<p>&quot;Gently touched the back part of his head with a small wand.&quot; p. 202.</p>
+
+<p>That the phenomena of animal magnetism were not entirely unknown to the
+ancients, appears by what Clearchus relates of an experiment tried in
+the presence of Aristotle. He speaks of a man who, by means of &quot;a
+soul-attracting wand,&quot; let the soul out of a sleeping lad, and left the
+body insensible. When the soul was again led into the body, it related
+all that had happened to it.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="43"></a>
+<p>&quot;The laws of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved
+husband.&quot; p. 206.</p>
+
+<p>No woman was allowed to enter Olympia, during the celebration of the
+games.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="44"></a>
+<p>&quot;Deemed he had fallen by the dart of Ph&oelig;bus Apollo.&quot; p. 208.</p>
+
+<p>Those who died very suddenly were supposed to have been struck with the
+arrows of Ph&oelig;bus, or his sister.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="45"></a>
+<p>&quot;Its best pleasures are like the gardens of Adonis.&quot; p. 213.</p>
+
+<p>When the annual procession formed to mourn the death of Adonis, earth
+was placed in shells, and lettuce planted in it, in commemoration of
+Adonis laid out on a bed of lettuces. These shells were called the
+Gardens of Adonis. Their freshness soon withered, on account of the
+shallowness of the earth.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="46"></a>
+<p>&quot;Rather gain one prize from the Choragus than ten from the Gymnasiarch.&quot;
+p. 219.</p>
+
+<p>The first presided over musical and literary competition; the last over
+athletic games.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="47"></a>
+<p>&quot;The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift.)&quot; p. 226.</p>
+
+<p>While Persephone was gathering flowers, she was seized by Pluto, and
+carried to the regions of the dead, over which she presided. Hence the
+hair of the deceased was consecrated to her, and her name invoked at
+funerals.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="48"></a>
+<p>&quot;Milza sneezed aloud.&quot; p. 227.</p>
+
+<p>This was considered a lucky omen; particularly if the sound came from
+the direction of the right hand.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="49"></a>
+<p>&quot;He will trust to Hermes to help him.&quot; p. 239.</p>
+
+<p>Hermes was the god of lies and fraud.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="50"></a>
+<p>&quot;Have I told you all my flames.&quot; p. 241.</p>
+
+<p>Part of the 14th ode of Anacreon.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="51"></a>
+<p>&quot;Threatened to appeal to the magistrates for another master.&quot; p. 250.</p>
+
+<p>The Athenian slave laws were much more mild than modern codes. If a
+servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain
+him.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="52"></a>
+<p>&quot;Build the wall of Hipparchus.&quot; p. 251.</p>
+
+<p>A wall built round the Academia by Hipparchus was so expensive that it
+became a proverb applied to all costly undertakings.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="53"></a>
+<p>&quot;One of the slaves whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted.&quot; p. 251.</p>
+
+<p>Slaves that were either personally abused, or insulted, took refuge in
+the Temple of Theseus, and could not be compelled to return to those of
+whom they complained.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="54"></a>
+<p>&quot;These brooks are Cre&uuml;sa's tears.&quot; p. 253.</p>
+
+<p>Ion was the son of Ph&oelig;bus and Cre&uuml;sa. His mother, to avoid her father's
+displeasure, concealed the birth of the infant, and hid him in the
+grotto, which afterwards bore her name. The child was preserved, and
+brought up in the temple of Ph&oelig;bus.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="55"></a>
+<p>&quot;She does not speak like one brought up at the gates.&quot; p. 254.</p>
+
+<p>The lower classes of tradesmen were generally placed near the gates.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="56"></a>
+<p>&quot;One of the illustrious Pasargad&aelig;.&quot; p. 280.</p>
+
+<p>These were the noblest families in Persia.</p>
+
+<hr width="75%" size="1" />
+
+<p>In some unimportant matters, I have not adhered strictly to dates;
+deeming this an allowable freedom in a work so purely romantic, relating
+to times so ancient.</p>
+
+<p>I am aware that the Christian spirit is sometimes infused into a Grecian
+form; and in nothing is this more conspicuous than the representation of
+love as a pure sentiment rather than a gross passion.</p>
+
+<p>Greek names for the deities were used in preference to the Roman,
+because the latter have become familiarized by common and vulgar use.</p>
+
+<p>If there be errors in the application of Greek names and phrases, my
+excuse must be an entire want of knowledge in the classic languages.
+But, like the ignoramus in the Old Drama, I can boast, &quot;Though I <i>speak</i>
+no Greek, I love the <i>sound</i> on't.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
+
+
+
+
+
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+Title: Philothea
+       A Grecian Romance
+
+Author: Lydia Maria Child
+
+Posting Date: December 7, 2011 [EBook #9982]
+Release Date: February, 2006
+First Posted: November 5, 2003
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+PHILOTHEA:
+
+A Grecian Romance.
+
+BY L. MARIA CHILD.
+
+AUTHOR OF LETTERS FROM NEW YORK, FLOWERS FOR CHILDREN, ETC
+
+
+
+
+  The intelligible forms of ancient poets,
+  The fair humanities of old religion,
+  The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty,
+  That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain.
+  Or forest by slow stream, or pabbly spring,
+  Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished--
+  They live no longer in the faith of Reason!
+  But still, the heart doth need a language--still
+  Doth the old instinct bring back the old names.
+                                      COLERIDGE.
+
+                               A Spirit hung,
+  Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,
+  Statues, and temples, and memorial tombs,
+  And _emanations_ were perceived.
+                                      WORDSWORTH.
+
+
+A NEW AND CORRECTED EDITION.
+
+
+
+
+To
+
+MY BELOVED BROTHER,
+
+Dr. Francis,
+
+OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY,
+
+To whose Early Influence I owe my Love of Literature
+
+THIS VOLUME
+
+IS RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+This volume is purely romance; and most readers will consider it romance
+of the wildest kind. A few kindred spirits, prone to people space "with
+life and mystical predominance," will perceive a light _within_ the
+Grecian Temple.
+
+For such I have written it. To minds of different mould, who may think
+an apology necessary for what they will deem so utterly useless, I have
+nothing better to offer than the simple fact that I found delight in
+doing it.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+  Here let us seek Athenae's towers,
+  The cradle of old Cecrops' race,
+  The world's chief ornament and grace;
+  Here mystic fanes and rites divine,
+  And lamps in sacred splendour shine;
+  Here the gods dwell in marble domes,
+  Feasted with costly hecatombs,
+  That round their votive statues blaze,
+  Whilst crowded temples ring with praise;
+  And pompous sacrifices here
+  Make holidays throughout the year.
+                           ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The moon was moving through the heavens in silent glory; and Athens,
+with all her beautiful variety of villas, altars, statues, and temples,
+rejoiced in the hallowed light.
+
+The white columns of the lofty Parthenon stood in distinct relief
+against the clear blue sky; the crest and spear of Pallas Promachos
+glittered in the refulgent atmosphere, a beacon to the distant mariner;
+the line of brazen tripods, leading from the Theatre of Dionysus, glowed
+like urns of fire; and the waters of the Illyssus glanced right
+joyfully, as they moved onward to the ocean. The earth was like a
+slumbering babe, smiling in its sleep, because it dreams of Heaven.
+
+In the most ancient and quiet part of the city, not far from the gate
+Diocharis, was the modest mansion of Anaxagoras; and at this tranquil
+hour, the grand-daughter of the philosopher, with her beloved companion
+Eudora, stood on the roof, enjoying the radiant landscape, and the balmy
+air.
+
+Philothea's tall figure was a lovely union of majesty and grace. The
+golden hair, which she inherited from a Laconian mother, was tastefully
+arranged on the top of her head, in a braided crown, over the sides of
+which the bright curls fell, like tendrils of grapes from the edge of a
+basket. The mild brilliancy of her large dark eyes formed a beautiful
+contrast to a complexion fair even to transparency. Her expression had
+the innocence of infancy; but it was tinged with something elevated and
+holy, which made it seem like infancy in Heaven.
+
+Eudora had more sparkling eyes, lips more richly coloured, and a form
+more slender and flexile. Her complexion might have seemed dark, had it
+not been relieved by a profusion of glossy black hair, a portion of
+which was fastened with a silver arrow, while the remainder shaded her
+forehead, and fell over her shoulders.
+
+As they stood side by side, with their arms twined around each other,
+they were as lovely a sight as the moon ever shone upon. Totally unlike
+each other, but both excellent in beauty. One might have been a model
+for the seraphs of Christian faith, the other an Olympian deity.
+
+For a few moments, Philothea stood in earnest silence, gazing upon the
+bright planet of evening--then, in a tone of deep enthusiasm, she
+exclaimed:
+
+"It is a night to feel the presence of the gods! Virgin sister of
+Phoebus, how calm thou art in thy glorious beauty! Thou art filling the
+world with music--silent to the ear, but audible to the heart! Phidias
+has embodied the unbreathing harmony in stone, and we worship the fair
+proportions, as an emanation from the gods. The birds feel it--and
+wonder at the tune that makes no noise. The whole earth is lulled by its
+influence. All is motionless; save the Naiades of the stream, moving in
+wreathed dance to the voiceless melody. See how their shining hair
+sparkles on the surface of the waters! Surely there is music in this
+light! Eudora, what is it within us, that listens where there is no
+sound? Is it thus we shall hear in Elysium?"
+
+In a subdued and troubled voice, her companion answered, "Oh, Philothea,
+when you talk thus, my spirit is in fear--and now, too, all is so still
+and bright, that it seems as if the gods themselves were listening to
+our speech."
+
+"The same mysterious influence impresses me with awe," replied the
+contemplative maiden: "In such an hour as this, Plato must have received
+the sublime thought, 'God is truth--and light is his shadow.'"
+
+Eudora drew more closely to her friend, and said, timidly: "Oh,
+Philothea, do not talk of the gods. Such discourse has a strange and
+fearful power, when the radiant daughter of Zeus is looking down upon us
+in all her heavenly majesty. Even the midnight procession of the
+Panathenaea affected me less deeply."
+
+After a few moments of serious silence, she continued: "I saw it last
+night, for the first time since my childhood; for you know I was very
+ill when the festival was last celebrated. It was truly a beautiful and
+majestic scene! The virgins all clothed in white; the heifers decorated
+with garlands; the venerable old men bearing branches of olive; the
+glittering chariots; the noble white horses, obeying the curb with such
+proud impatience; the consecrated image of Pallas carried aloft on its
+bed of flowers; the sacred ship blazing with gems and gold; all moving
+in the light of a thousand torches! Then the music, so loud and
+harmonious! It seemed as if all Athens joined in the mighty sound. I
+distinguished you in the procession; and I almost envied you the
+privilege of embroidering the sacred peplus, and being six long months
+in the service of Pallas Athenae. I have had so much to say since you
+returned, and Phidias has so many guests, that I have found little time
+to ask concerning the magnificent sights you saw within the Acropolis."
+
+"The night would wear away, ere I could describe all I witnessed within
+the walls of the Parthenon alone," rejoined her companion: "There is the
+silver-footed throne, on which Xerxes sat, while he watched the battle
+of Salamis; the scimitar of Mardonius, captured at Plataeae; a beautiful
+ivory Persephone, on a pedestal of pure gold; and a Methymnean lyre,
+said to have belonged to Terpander himself, who you know was the first
+that used seven strings. Victorious wreaths, coins, rings, and goblets
+of shining gold, are there without number; and Persian couches, and
+Egyptian sphynxes, and--",
+
+"What do you find so interesting beyond the walls?" asked Eudora,
+smiling at the earnestness with which her friend gazed in the distance:"
+Do the slaves, bringing water from the Fountain of Callirhoee, look so
+very beautiful in the moonlight?"
+
+"I marvel that you can speak so lightly," replied Philothea: "We have as
+yet heard no tidings concerning the decision in the Court of Cynosarges,
+on which the fate of Philaemon depends; and you know how severely his
+high spirit will suffer, if an unfavourable sentence is awarded. Neither
+of us have alluded to this painful topic. But why have we thus lingered
+on the house-top, if it were not to watch for the group which, if I
+mistake not, are now approaching, on their return from Cynosarges?"
+
+"Then it is for Philaemon's sake, that you have so long been looking
+wistfully toward the Illyssus?" said Eudora, playfully.
+
+"I will not deny that Paralus has had the largest share of my thoughts,"
+replied the simple-hearted maiden; "but for Philaemon, as your betrothed
+lover, and the favourite pupil of my grandfather, I feel an interest
+strong enough to keep me on the watch during a less delightful evening
+than this. I think it must be Paralus who walks in the centre of the
+group; we have been separated many months; and courtesy to the numerous
+strangers under his father's roof has prevented our having much
+discourse to-day. For his sake, I am glad once more to be in my own
+happy home. He is none the less dear to me because I know that he can
+never be my husband."
+
+"And why should he not?" exclaimed Eudora: "The blood of princes flowed
+in the veins of your ancestors. If Anaxagoras is poor, it is because he
+has preferred wisdom to gold."
+
+With a faint sigh, Philothea answered, "Had the good old man preferred
+gold to wisdom, I should have loved him less; nor would his instructions
+have made me such a wife as Paralus deserves; yet Pericles would have
+better liked the union. He has obtained from his son a solemn promise
+never to speak to me of marriage. The precaution was unnecessary; for
+since this new law has passed, I would not marry Paralus, even with his
+father's consent. I would never be the means of bringing degradation and
+losses upon him."
+
+"If you still love Paralus, I wonder you can be so quiet and cheerful,"
+said Eudora.
+
+"I wished him to make the required promise, because obedience to parents
+is our first duty," replied Philothea; "and had I thought otherwise, the
+laws compel it. But the liberty of loving Paralus, no power can take
+from me; and in that I find sufficient happiness. I am bound to him by
+ties stronger than usually bind the hearts of women. My kind grandfather
+has given me an education seldom bestowed on daughters; and from our
+childhood, Paralus and I have shared the same books, the same music, and
+the same thoughts, until our souls seem to be one. When I am very happy,
+I always see a peculiar brightness on his countenance; and when I am
+powerfully impressed by any of the fair sights of this beautiful world,
+or by those radiant deities who live among the stars, often, before I
+can speak my thoughts, he utters my very words. I sometimes think the
+gods have united human beings by some mysterious principle, like the
+according notes of music. Or is it as Plato has supposed, that souls
+originally one have been divided, and each seeks the half it has lost?
+Eudora, if you consider how generally maidens are bestowed in marriage
+without consulting their affections, you must confess that you have
+reason to feel deeply grateful for your own lot."
+
+"Yet this new law against those of foreign parentage, renders marriage
+with me as dishonourable as with you," rejoined the maiden: "Nay, it is
+much more so; for I am a slave, though, by courtesy, they do not call me
+one."
+
+"But Philaemon has no parents to forbid his choice," said Philothea;
+"and if the court decide against him, he will incur no fine by a
+marriage with you; for he himself will then be a sojourner in Athens.
+The loss of his paternal estates will indeed leave him poor; but he has
+friends to assist his own energies, and in all probability, your union
+will not be long delayed. Ah, now I am certain that Anaxagoras
+approaches, with Paralus and Philaemon. They perceive us; but Paralus
+does not wave his hand, as he promised to do, if they brought good
+tidings."
+
+Without appearing to share her anxiety, Eudora carelessly inquired, "Did
+you witness the Festival of Torches, while you were within the
+Acropolis? The swiftness of the runners, moving in the light of their
+own torches, making statues and temples ruddy with the glow as they
+passed, was truly a beautiful sight. I suppose you heard that Alcibiades
+gained the prize? With what graceful celerity he darted through the
+course! I was at Aspasia's house that evening. It is so near the goal,
+that we could plainly see his countenance flushed with excitement and
+exercise, as he stood waving his unextinguished torch in triumph."
+
+"I am sorry Phidias considers improvement in music of sufficient
+consequence to encourage your visits to that dangerous woman," answered
+Philothea: "It was an unpropitious day for Athens when she came here to
+invest vice with all the allurements of beauty and eloquence."
+
+"I think women should judge kindly of Aspasia's faults, and remember
+that they are greatly exaggerated by her enemies," rejoined Eudora; "for
+she proves that they are fit for something better than mere domestic
+slaves. Her house is the only one in all Greece where women are allowed
+to be present at entertainments. What is the use of a beautiful face, if
+one must be shut up in her own apartment for ever? And what avails skill
+in music, if there is no chance to display it? I confess that I like the
+customs Aspasia is trying to introduce."
+
+"And I should like them, if I believed they would make the Grecian women
+something _better_ than mere domestic slaves," said Philothea; "but such
+as Aspasia will never raise women out of the bondage in which they are
+placed by the impurity and selfishness of man. Your own confessions,
+Eudora, do not speak well for her instructions. Why should a
+true-hearted woman wish to display her beautiful face, or her skill in
+music, to any but those on whom her affections are bestowed?"
+
+"It is natural to wish for admiration," replied the handsome maiden:
+"The goddesses themselves contended for it. You, at least, ought not to
+judge Aspasia harshly; for she has the idea that you are some deity in
+disguise; and she has the most extravagant desire to see you."
+
+"Flattery to ourselves does not change the nature of what is wrong,"
+answered Philothea. "Pericles has more than once mentioned Aspasia's
+wish that I should visit her; but nothing short of my grandfather's
+express command will ever induce me to do it. Our friends are now
+entering the gate. Let us go to welcome them."
+
+Eudora hastily excused herself under the plea of duties at home; and
+Philothea, supposing it might be painful to meet her unfortunate lover
+in the presence of others, forebore to urge it.
+
+A paternal blessing beamed from the countenance of Anaxagoras, the
+moment Philothea appeared. Paralus greeted her as a brother welcomes a
+cherished sister; but in the earnest kindness of his glance was
+expressed something more deep and heart-stirring than his words implied.
+
+Philaemon, though more thoughtful than usual, received his own and
+Eudora's friend, with cheerful cordiality. His countenance had the frank
+and smiling expression of one who truly wishes well to all men, and
+therefore sees everything reflected in forms of joy. His figure was
+athletic, while his step and bearing indicated the promptitude and
+decision of a man who acts spontaneously from his own convictions.
+
+Paralus, far from being effeminate, was distinguished for his dexterity
+and skill in all the manly sports of the gymnasium; but the purity of
+his complexion, and the peculiarly spiritual expression of his face,
+would have been deemed beautiful, even in a woman. The first he probably
+derived from his mode of life; for, being a strict Pythagorean, he never
+partook of animal food. The last was the transparent medium of
+innocence, through which thoughts and affections continually showed
+their changing forms of life.
+
+In answer to her eager questions, Philothea soon learned that her fears
+had prophesied aright concerning the decision of the court. Philaemon
+had been unsuccessful; but the buoyant energy of his character did not
+yield even to temporary despondency. He spoke of his enemies without
+bitterness, and of his own prospects with confidence and hope.
+
+Philothea would have immediately gone to convey the tidings to her
+friend, had not Philaemon early taken his leave, and passed through the
+garden into the house of Phidias.
+
+Paralus remained until a late hour, alternately talking with the
+venerable philosopher, and playing upon his flute, while Philothea sung
+the songs they had learned together.
+
+In the course of conversation, Anaxagoras informed his child that
+Pericles particularly urged her attendance at Aspasia's next symposium.
+"I obey my grandfather, without a question," she replied; "but I would
+much rather avoid this visit, if it were possible."
+
+"Such is likewise my wish," rejoined the philosopher; "but Pericles has
+plainly implied that he should be offended by refusal; it is therefore
+necessary to comply with his request."
+
+The maiden looked doubtingly at her lover, as if she deemed his
+sanction necessary; and the inquiring glance was answered by an
+affectionate smile. "I need not repeat my thoughts and feelings with
+regard to Aspasia," said Paralus, "for you know them well; but for many
+reasons it is not desirable that an estrangement should take place
+between my father and Anaxagoras. Since, therefore, it has pleased
+Pericles to insist upon it, I think the visit had better be made. You
+need not fear any very alarming innovation upon the purity of ancient
+manners. Even Aspasia will reverence you,"
+
+Philothea meekly yielded to the opinion of her friends; and it was
+decided that, on the evening after the morrow, she should accompany her
+grandfather to Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+Before proceeding farther, it is necessary to relate the situation of
+the several characters introduced in this chapter.
+
+Anaxagoras had been the tutor of Pericles, and still retained
+considerable influence over him; but there were times when the
+straightforward sincerity, and uncompromising integrity of the old man
+were somewhat offensive and troublesome to his ambitious pupil. For the
+great Athenian statesman, like modern politicians, deemed honesty
+excellent in theory, and policy safe in practice. Thus admitting the
+absurd proposition that principles entirely false and corrupt in the
+abstract are more salutary, in their practical manifestation, than
+principles essentially good and true.
+
+While Pericles was determined to profit by diseases of the state, the
+philosopher was anxious to cure them; therefore, independently of
+personal affection and gratitude, he was willing to make slight
+concessions, in order to retain some influence over his illustrious
+pupil.
+
+The celebrated Aspasia was an elegant and voluptuous Ionian, who
+succeeded admirably in pleasing the good taste of the Athenians, while
+she ministered to their vanity and their vices. The wise and good
+lamented the universal depravity of manners, sanctioned by her
+influence; but a people so gay, so ardent, so intensely enamoured of the
+beautiful, readily acknowledged the sway of an eloquent and fascinating
+woman, who carefully preserved the appearance of decorum. Like the
+Gabrielles and Pompadours of modern times, Aspasia obtained present
+admiration and future fame, while hundreds of better women were
+neglected and forgotten. The crowds of wealthy and distinguished men who
+gathered around her, were profuse in their flattery, and munificent in
+their gifts; and Pericles so far yielded to her influence, that he
+divorced his wife and married her.
+
+Philaemon was at that time on terms of intimacy with the illustrious
+orator; and he earnestly remonstrated against this union, as alike
+disgraceful to Pericles and injurious to public morals. By this advice
+he incurred the inveterate dislike of Aspasia; who never rested from her
+efforts until she had persuaded her husband to procure the revival of an
+ancient law, by which all citizens who married foreigners, were
+subjected to a heavy fine; and all persons, whose parents were not both
+Athenians, were declared incapable of voting in the public assemblies,
+or of inheriting the estates of their fathers. Pericles the more
+readily consented to this, because such a law at once deprived many
+political enemies of power. Philaemon was the son of Chaerilaues, a
+wealthy Athenian; but his mother had been born in Corinth, though
+brought to Athens during childhood. It was supposed that this latter
+circumstance, added to the patriotism of his family and his own moral
+excellence, would prevent the application of the law in his individual
+case. But Alcibiades, for reasons unknown to the public, united his
+influence with that of Aspasia; and their partizans were active and
+powerful. When the case was tried in the court of illegitimacy at
+Cynosarges, Philaemon was declared a sojourner in Athens, incapable of
+holding any office, and dispossessed of his paternal inheritance.
+
+Eudora was a mere infant when Phidias bought her of a poor goatherd in
+Phelle. The child was sitting upon a rock, caressing a kid, when the
+sculptor first saw her, and the gracefulness of her attitude attracted
+his attention, while her innocent beauty touched his heart. She and her
+nurse had been stolen from the Ionian coast, by Greek pirates. The nurse
+was sold into slavery, and the babe delivered by one of the pirates to
+the care of his mother. The little creature, in her lisping way, called
+herself baby Minta; and this appellation she retained, until Phidias
+gave her the name of Eudora.
+
+Philothea, the orphan daughter of Alcimenes, son of Anaxagoras, was a
+year or two older than Eudora. She was brought to Athens, at about the
+same period; and as they resided very near each other, the habitual
+intercourse of childhood naturally ripened into mature friendship. No
+interruption of this constant intimacy occurred, until Philothea was
+appointed one of the Canephorae, whose duty it was to embroider the
+sacred peplus, and to carry baskets in the grand procession of the
+Panathenaea. Six months of complete seclusion within the walls of the
+Acropolis, were required of the Canephorae. During this protracted
+absence, Aspasia persuaded Phidias to bring Eudora frequently to her
+house; and her influence insensibly produced a great change in that
+young person, whose character was even more flexile than her form.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+  "With grace divine her soul is blest,
+  And heavenly Pallas breathes within her breast;
+  In wonderous arts than woman more renowned,
+  And more than woman with deep wisdom crowned.
+                                     HOMER.
+
+
+It was the last market hour of Athens, when Anaxagoras, Philothea, and
+Eudora, accompanied by Geta, the favourite slave of Phidias, stepped
+forth into the street, on their way to Aspasia's residence.
+
+Loud shouts of laughter came from the agoras, and the whole air was
+filled with the hum of a busy multitude. Groups of citizens lingered
+about the porticos; Egyptians, Medians, Sicilians, and strangers from
+all the neighbouring States of Greece, thronged the broad avenue of the
+Piraeus; women, carrying upon their heads olive jars, baskets of grapes,
+and vases of water, glided among the crowd, with that majestic motion so
+peculiar to the peasantry in countries where this custom prevails.
+
+Philothea drew the folds of her veil more closely, and clung timidly to
+her venerable protector. But neither this, nor increasing twilight,
+could screen the graceful maidens from observation. Athenians looked
+back as they passed, and foreigners paused to inquire their name and
+parentage.
+
+In a few moments they were under the walls of the Acropolis, walking in
+the shadow of the olive groves, among god-like statues, to which the
+gathering obscurity of evening gave an impressive distinctness--as if
+the light departing from the world, stood petrified in marble.
+
+Thence they entered the inner Ceramicus, where Aspasia resided. The
+building, like all the private houses of Athens, had a plain exterior,
+strongly contrasted by the magnificence of surrounding temples, and
+porticos. At the gate, an image of Hermes looked toward the harbour,
+while Phoebus, leaning on his lyre, appeared to gaze earnestly at the
+dwelling.
+
+A slave, stationed near the door, lighted the way to the apartment where
+Aspasia was reclining, with a Doric harp by her side, on which she had
+just been playing. The first emotion she excited was surprise at the
+radiant and lucid expression, which mantled her whole face, and made the
+very blood seem eloquent. In her large dark eye the proud consciousness
+of intellect was softened only by melting voluptuousness; but something
+of sadness about her beautiful mouth gave indication that the heavenly
+part of her nature still struggled with earth-born passions.
+
+A garland of golden leaves, with large drops of pearl, was interwoven
+among the glossy braids of her hair, and rested on her forehead.
+
+She wore a robe of rich Milesian purple, the folds of which were
+confined on one shoulder within a broad ring of gold, curiously wrought;
+on the other they were fastened by a beautiful cameo, representing the
+head of Pericles. The crimson couch gave a soft flush to the cheek and
+snowy arm that rested on it; and, for a moment, even Philothea yielded
+to the enchantment of her beauty.
+
+Full of smiles, Aspasia rose and greeted Eudora, with the ease and
+gracefulness of one long accustomed to homage; but when the venerable
+philosopher introduced his child, she felt the simple purity emanating
+from their characters, and something of embarrassment mingled with her
+respectful salutation.
+
+Her own face was uncovered, contrary to the custom of Grecian women; and
+after a few of those casual remarks which everywhere serve to fill up
+the pauses in conversation, she playfully seized Eudora's veil, and
+threw it back over her shoulders. She would have done the same to
+Philothea; but the maiden placed her hand on the half transparent
+covering, and said, "With your leave, lady, I remain veiled."
+
+"But I cannot give my leave," rejoined Aspasia, playfully, still keeping
+her hold upon the veil: "I must see this tyrannical custom done away in
+the free commonwealth of Athens. All the matrons who visit my house
+agree with me in this point; all are willing to renounce the absurd
+fashion."
+
+"But in a maiden it would be less seemly," answered Philothea.
+
+Thus resisted, Aspasia appealed to Anaxagoras to exert his authority;
+adding, in an audible whisper, "Phidias has told me that she is as
+lovely as the immortals."
+
+With a quiet smile, the aged philosopher replied, "My child must be
+guided by her own heart. The gods have there placed an oracle, which
+never misleads or perplexes those who listen to it."
+
+Aspasia continued, "From what I had heard of you, Philothea, I expected
+to find you above the narrow prejudices of Grecian women. In _you_ I was
+sure of a mind strong enough to break the fetters of habit. Tell me, my
+bashful maiden, why is beauty given us, unless it be like sunlight to
+bless and gladden the world?"
+
+"Lady," replied the gentle recluse, "beauty is given to remind us that
+the soul should be kept as fair and perfect in its proportions, as the
+temple in which it dwells."
+
+"You are above ordinary women," said Aspasia; "for you hear me allude to
+your beauty without affecting to contradict me, and apparently without
+pleasure."
+
+The sound of voices in earnest conversation announced the approach of
+Pericles with visiters. "Come to my room for a few moments," said
+Aspasia, addressing the maidens: "I have just received a magnificent
+present, which I am sure Eudora will admire. As she spoke, she led the
+way to an upper apartment. When they opened the door, a soft light shone
+upon them from a lamp, which a marble Psyche shaded with her hand, as
+she bent over the couch of Eros.
+
+"Now that we are quite sure of being uninterrupted, you cannot refuse to
+raise your veil," said Aspasia.
+
+Simply and naturally, the maiden did as she was desired; without any
+emotion of displeasure or exultation at the eager curiosity of her
+hostess.
+
+For an instant, Aspasia stood rebuked and silent, in the presence of
+that serene and holy beauty.
+
+With deep feeling she exclaimed, "Maiden, Phidias spoke truly. Even
+thus do we imagine the immortals!"
+
+A faint blush gleamed on Philothea's face; for her meek spirit was
+pained by a comparison with things divine; but it passed rapidly; and
+her whole soul became absorbed in the lovely statues before her.
+
+Eudora's speaking glance seemed to say, "I knew her beauty would
+surprise you!" and then, with the eager gayety of a little child, she
+began to examine the gorgeous decorations of the room.
+
+The couch rested on two sphinxes of gold and ivory, over which the
+purple drapery fell in rich and massive folds. In one corner, a pedestal
+of Egyptian marble supported an alabaster vase, on the edge of which
+were two doves, exquisitely carved, one just raising his head, the other
+stooping to drink. On a similar stand, at the other side, stood a
+peacock, glittering with many coloured gems. The head lowered upon the
+breast formed the handle; while here and there, among the brilliant tail
+feathers, appeared a languid flame slowly burning away the perfumed oil,
+with which the bird was filled.
+
+Eudora clapped her hands, with an exclamation of delight. "That is the
+present of which I spoke," said Aspasia, smiling: "It was sent by
+Artaphernes, the Persian, who has lately come to Athens to buy pictures
+and statues for the great king."
+
+As Philothea turned towards her companion, she met Aspasia's earnest
+gaze. "Had you forgotten where you were?" she asked.
+
+"No, lady, I could not forget that," replied the maiden. As she spoke,
+she hastily withdrew her eyes from an immodest picture, on which they
+had accidentally rested; and, blushing deeply, she added, "But there is
+something so life-like in that slumbering marble, that for a moment I
+almost feared Eudora would waken it."
+
+"You will not look upon the picture," rejoined Aspasia; "yet it relates
+a story of one of the gods you reverence so highly. I am told you are a
+devout believer in these fables?"
+
+"When fiction is the robe of truth, I worship it for what it covers,"
+replied Philothea; "but I love not the degrading fables which poets have
+made concerning divine beings. Such were not the gods of Solon; for such
+the wise and good can never be, in this world or another."
+
+"Then you believe in a future existence?" said Aspasia, with an
+incredulous smile.
+
+With quiet earnestness, Philothea answered:--"Lady, the simple fact that
+the human soul has ever _thought_ of another world, is sufficient proof
+that there is one; for how can an idea be formed by mortals, unless it
+has first existed in the divine mind?"
+
+"A reader of Plato, I perceive!" exclaimed Aspasia: "They told me I
+should find you pure and child-like; with a soul from which poetry
+sparkled, like moonlight on the waters. I did not know that wisdom and
+philosophy lay concealed in its depths."
+
+"Is there any other wisdom, than true simplicity and innocence?" asked
+the maiden.
+
+With a look of delighted interest, Aspasia took her arm familiarly;
+saying, "You and I must be friends. I shall not grow weary of you, as I
+do of other women. Not of you, dearest," she added in an under tone,
+tapping Eudora's cheek. "You must come here constantly, Philothea.
+Though I am aware," continued she, smiling, "that it is bad policy for
+me to seek a guest who will be sure to eclipse me."
+
+"Pardon me, lady," said Philothea, gently disengaging herself:
+"Friendship cannot be without sympathy."
+
+A sudden flush of anger suffused Aspasia's countenance; and Eudora
+looked imploringly at her friend, as she said, "You love _me_,
+Philothea; and I am sure we are very different."
+
+"I crave pardon," interrupted Aspasia, with haughty impatience. "I
+should have remembered that the conversation prized by Pericles and
+Plato, might appear contemptible, to this youthful Pallas, who so
+proudly seeks to conceal her precious wisdom from ears profane."
+
+"Lady, you mistake me," answered Philothea, mildly: "Your intellect,
+your knowledge, are as far above mine, as the radiant stars are above
+the flowers of the field. Besides, I never felt contempt for anything to
+which the gods had given life. It is impossible for me to despise you;
+but I pity you."
+
+"Pity!" exclaimed Aspasia, in a piercing tone, which made both the
+maidens start. "Am I not the wife of Pericles, and the friend of Plato?
+Has not Phidias modelled his Aphrodite from my form? Is there in all
+Greece a poet who has not sung my praises? Is there an artist who has
+not paid me tribute? Phoenicia sends me her most splendid manufactures
+and her choicest slaves; Egypt brings her finest linen and her metals of
+curious workmanship; while Persia unrolls her silks, and pours out her
+gems at my feet. To the remotest period of time, the world,--aye, the
+_world_,--maiden, will hear of Aspasia, the beautiful and the gifted!"
+
+For a moment, Philothea looked on her, silently and meekly, as she stood
+with folded arms, flushed brow, and proudly arched neck. Then, in a
+soft, sad voice, she answered: "Aye, lady--but will your spirit _hear_
+the echo of your fame, as it rolls back from the now silent shores of
+distant ages?"
+
+"You utter nonsense!" said Aspasia, abruptly: "There is no immortality
+but fame. In history, the star of my existence will never set--but shine
+brilliantly and forever in the midst of its most glorious
+constellation!"
+
+After a brief pause, Philothea resumed: "But when men talk of Aspasia
+the beautiful and the gifted, will they add, Aspasia the good--the
+happy--the innocent?"
+
+The last word was spoken in a low, emphatic tone. A slight quivering
+about Aspasia's lips betrayed emotion crowded back upon the heart; while
+Eudora bowed her head, in silent confusion, at the bold admonition of
+her friend.
+
+With impressive kindness, the maiden continued: "Daughter of Axiochus,
+do you never suspect that the homage you receive is half made up of
+selfishness and impurity? This boasted power of intellect--this giddy
+triumph of beauty--what do they do for you? Do they make you happy in
+the communion of your own heart? Do they bring you nearer to the gods?
+Do they make the memory of your childhood a gladness, or a sorrow?"
+
+Aspasia sank on the couch, and bowed her head upon her hands. For a few
+moments, the tears might be seen stealing through her fingers; while
+Eudora, with the ready sympathy of a warm heart, sobbed aloud.
+
+Aspasia soon recovered her composure. "Philothea," she said, "you have
+spoken to me as no one ever dared to speak; but my own heart has
+sometimes uttered the truth less mildly. Yesterday I learned the same
+lesson from a harsher voice. A Corinthian sailor pointed at this house,
+and said, 'There dwells Aspasia, the courtezan, who makes her wealth by
+the corruption of Athens!' My very blood boiled in my veins, that such
+an one as he could give me pain. It is true the illustrious Pericles has
+made me his wife; but there are things which even his power, and my own
+allurements, fail to procure. Ambitious women do indeed come here to
+learn how to be distinguished; and the vain come to study the fashion of
+my garments, and the newest braid of my hair. But the purest and best
+matrons of Greece refuse to be my guests. You, Philothea, came
+reluctantly--and because Pericles would have it so. Yes," she added, the
+tears again starting to her eyes--"I know the price at which I purchase
+celebrity. Poets will sing of me at feasts, and orators describe me at
+the games; but what will that be to me, when I have gone into the silent
+tomb? Like the lifeless guest at Egyptian tables, Aspasia will be all
+unconscious of the garlands she wears.
+
+"Philothea, you think me vain, and heartless, and wicked; and so I am.
+But there are moments when I am willing that this tongue, so praised for
+its eloquence, should be dumb forever--that this beauty, which men
+worship, should be hidden in the deepest recesses of barbarian
+forests--so that I might again be as I was, when the sky was clothed in
+perpetual glory, and the earth wore not so sad a smile as now. Oh,
+Philothea! would to the gods, I had your purity and goodness! But you
+despise me;--for you are innocent."
+
+Soothingly, and almost tearfully, the maiden replied: "No, lady; such
+were not the feelings which made me say we could not be friends. It is
+because we have chosen different paths; and paths that never approach
+each other. What to you seem idle dreams, are to me sublime realities,
+for which I would gladly exchange all that you prize in existence. You
+live for immortality in this world; I live for immortality in another.
+The public voice is your oracle; I listen to the whisperings of the gods
+in the stillness of my own heart; and never yet, dear lady, have those
+two oracles spoken the same language."
+
+Then falling on her knees, and looking up earnestly, she exclaimed,
+"Beautiful and gifted one! Listen to the voice that tries to win you
+back to innocence and truth! Give your heart up to it, as a little child
+led by its mother's hand! Then shall the flowers again breathe poetry,
+and the stars move in music."
+
+"It is too late," murmured Aspasia: "The flowers are scorched--the stars
+are clouded. I cannot again be as I have been."
+
+"Lady, it is _never_ too late," replied Philothea: "You have unbounded
+influence--use it nobly! No longer seek popularity by flattering the
+vanity, or ministering to the passions of the Athenians. Let young men
+hear the praise of virtue from the lips of beauty. Let them see religion
+married to immortal genius. Tell them it is ignoble to barter the
+heart's wealth for heaps of coin--that love weaves a simple wreath of
+his own bright hopes, stronger than massive chains of gold. Urge
+Pericles to prize the good of Athens more than the applause of its
+populace--to value the permanence of her free institutions more than the
+splendour of her edifices. Oh, lady, never, never, had any mortal such
+power to do good!"
+
+Aspasia sat gazing intently on the beautiful speaker, whose tones grew
+more and more earnest as she proceeded.
+
+"Philothea," she replied, "you have moved me strangely. There is about
+you an influence that cannot be resisted. It is like what Pindar says of
+music; if it does not give delight, it is sure to agitate and oppress
+the heart. From the first moment you spoke, I have felt this mysterious
+power. It is as if some superior being led me back, even against my
+will, to the days of my childhood, when I gathered acorns from the
+ancient oak that shadows the fountain of Byblis, or ran about on the
+banks of my own beloved Meander, filling my robe with flowers."
+
+There was silence for a moment. Eudora smiled through her tears, as she
+whispered, "Now, Philothea, sing that sweet song Anaxagoras taught you.
+He too is of Ionia; and Aspasia will love to hear it."
+
+The maiden answered with a gentle smile, and began to warble the first
+notes of a simple bird-like song.
+
+"Hush!" said Aspasia, putting her hand on Philothea's mouth, and
+bursting into tears--"It was the first tune I ever learned; and I have
+not heard it since my mother sung it to me."
+
+"Then let me sing it, lady," rejoined Philothea: "It is good for us to
+keep near our childhood. In leaving it, we wander from the gods."
+
+A slight tap at the door made Aspasia start up suddenly; and stooping
+over the alabaster vase of water, she hastened to remove all traces of
+her tears.
+
+As Eudora opened the door, a Byzantian slave bowed low, and waited
+permission to speak.
+
+"Your message?" said Aspasia, with queenly brevity.
+
+"If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your
+presence."
+
+"We come directly," she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian
+closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory
+Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a
+curl that had strayed from its golden fillet.
+
+As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own
+fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, "Aspasia is herself
+again!"
+
+Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep
+sigh followed to the room below.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+  All is prepared--the table and the feast--
+  With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions.
+  Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound:
+  Here rich perfumes are seen--there cakes and cates
+  Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes
+  Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn.
+  What more? A troop of dancing women fair,
+  And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius.
+                                  ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The room in which the guests were assembled, was furnished with less of
+Asiatic splendour than the private apartment of Aspasia; but in its
+magnificent simplicity there was a more perfect manifestation of ideal
+beauty. It was divided in the middle by eight Ionic columns, alternately
+of Phrygian and Pentelic marble. Between the central pillars stood a
+superb statue from the hand of Phidias, representing Aphrodite guided by
+Love, and crowned by Peitho, goddess of Persuasion. Around the walls
+were Phoebus and Hermes in Parian marble, and the nine Muses in ivory. A
+fountain of perfumed water, from the adjoining room, diffused coolness
+and fragrance, as it passed through a number of concealed pipes, and
+finally flowed into a magnificent vase, supported by a troop of Naiades.
+
+In a recess stood the famous lion of Myron, surrounded by infant Loves,
+playing with his paws, climbing his back, and decorating his neck with
+garlands. This beautiful group seemed actually to live and move in the
+clear light and deep shadows derived from a silver lamp suspended above.
+
+The walls were enriched with some of the choicest paintings of
+Apollodorus, Zeuxis, and Polygnotus. Near a fine likeness of Pericles,
+by Aristolaus, was Aspasia, represented as Chloris scattering flowers
+over the earth, and attended by winged Hours.
+
+It chanced that Pericles himself reclined beneath his portrait, and
+though political anxiety had taken from his countenance something of the
+cheerful freshness which characterized the picture, he still retained
+the same elevated beauty--the same deep, quiet expression of
+intellectual power. At a short distance, with his arm resting on the
+couch, stood his nephew Alcibiades, deservedly called the handsomest man
+in Athens. He was laughing with Hermippus, the comic writer, whose
+shrewd, sarcastic and mischievous face was expressive of his calling.
+Phidias slowly paced the room, talking of the current news with the
+Persian Artaphernes. Anaxagoras reclined near the statue of Aphrodite,
+listening and occasionally speaking to Plato, who leaned against one of
+the marble pillars, in earnest conversation with a learned Ethiopian.
+
+The gorgeous apparel of the Asiatic and African guests, contrasted
+strongly with the graceful simplicity of Grecian costume. A
+saffron-coloured mantle and a richly embroidered Median vest glittered
+on the person of the venerable Artaphernes. Tithonus, the Ethiopian,
+wore a skirt of ample folds, which scarcely fell below the knee. It was
+of the glorious Tyrian hue, resembling a crimson light shining through
+transparent purple. The edge of the garment was curiously wrought with
+golden palm leaves. It terminated at the waist in a large roll, twined
+with massive chains of gold, and fastened by a clasp of the far-famed
+Ethiopian topaz. The upper part of his person was uncovered and
+unornamented, save by broad bracelets of gold, which formed a
+magnificent contrast with the sable colour of his vigorous and
+finely-proportioned limbs.
+
+As the ladies entered, the various groups came forward to meet them; and
+all were welcomed by Aspasia with earnest cordiality and graceful
+self-possession. While the brief salutations were passing, Hipparete,
+the wife of Alcibiades came from an inner apartment, where she had been
+waiting for her hostess. She was a fair, amiable young matron, evidently
+conscious of her high rank. The short blue tunic, which she wore over a
+lemon-coloured robe, was embroidered with golden grasshoppers; and on
+her forehead sparkled a jewelled insect of the same species. It was the
+emblem of unmixed Athenian blood; and Hipparete alone, of all the ladies
+present, had a right to wear it. Her manners were an elaborate copy of
+Aspasia; but deprived of the powerful charm of unconsciousness, which
+flowed like a principle of life into every motion of that beautiful
+enchantress.
+
+The momentary silence, so apt to follow introductions, was interrupted
+by an Ethiopian boy, who, at a signal from Tithonus, emerged from behind
+the columns, and kneeling, presented to Aspasia a beautiful box of
+ivory, inlaid with gold, filled with the choicest perfumes. The lady
+acknowledged the costly offering by a gracious smile, and a low bend of
+the head toward the giver.
+
+The ivory was wrought with exquisite skill, representing the imaginary
+forms of the constellations, studded with golden stars. The whole rested
+on a golden image of Atlas, bending beneath the weight. The box was
+passed from hand to hand, and excited universal admiration.
+
+"Were these figures carved by an artist of your own country?" asked
+Phidias.
+
+With a smile, Tithonus replied, "You ask the question because you see a
+Grecian spirit in those forms. They were indeed fashioned by an
+Ethiopian; but one who had long resided in Athens."
+
+"There is truly a freedom and variety in these figures, which I have
+rarely seen even in Greece," rejoined Phidias; "and I have never met
+with those characteristics in Ethiopian or Egyptian workmanship."
+
+"They belong not to the genius of those countries," answered Tithonus:
+"Philosophy and the arts are but a manifestation of the intelligible
+ideas that move the public mind; and thus they become visible images of
+the nations whence they emanate. The philosophy of the East is misty and
+vast--with a gleam of truth here and there, resting like sunlight on the
+edge of a dark and mighty cloud. Hence, our architecture and statuary is
+massive and of immense proportions. Greece is free--therefore she has a
+philosopher, who sees that every idea must have a form, and in every
+form discovers its appropriate life. And because philosophy has
+perceived that the principle of vitality and beauty flows from the
+divine mind into each and every earthly thing, therefore Greece has a
+sculptor, who can mould his thoughts into marble forms, from which the
+free grandeur of the soul emanates like a perpetual presence." As he
+spoke, he bowed low to Plato and Phidias.
+
+"The gigantic statues of Sicily have fair proportions," said Plato; "and
+they have life; but it is life in deep repose. There is the vastness of
+eternity, without the activity of time."
+
+"The most ancient statuary of all nations is an image of death; not of
+sleeping energy," observed Aspasia. "The arms adhere rigidly to the
+sides, the feet form one block; and even in the face, the divine ideal
+seems struggling hard to enter the reluctant form. But thanks to
+Pygmalion of Cyprus, we now have the visible impress of every passion
+carved in stone. The spirit of beauty now flows freely into the
+harmonious proportions, even as the oracle is filled by the inspiration
+of the god. Now the foot bounds from the pedestal, the finger points to
+the stars, and life breathes from every limb. But in good time the
+Lybian pipe warns us that the feast is ready. We must not soar too far
+above the earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her
+fruit-trees and vines."
+
+"Yet it is ever thus, when Plato is with us," exclaimed Pericles. "He
+walks with his head among the stars--and, by a magic influence, we rise
+to his elevation, until we perceive the shadows of majestic worlds,
+known in their reality only to the gods. As the approach of Phoebus
+fills the priestess with prophecy, so does this son of Phoebus impart
+something of his own eloquence to all who come within its power."
+
+"You speak truly, O Pericles," replied Tithonus; "but it is a truth felt
+only by those who are in some measure worthy to receive it. Aspasia
+said wisely, that the spirit of beauty flows in, only where the
+proportions are harmonious. The gods are ever with us, but few feel the
+presence of the gods."
+
+Philothea, speaking in a low tone to Eudora, added, "And Plato rejoices
+in their glorious presence, not only because he walks with his head
+among the stars, but because he carries in his heart a blessing for
+every little child."
+
+These words, though spoken almost in a whisper, reached the ear of the
+philosopher himself; and he turned toward the lovely speaker with a
+beaming glance, which distinctly told that his choicest blessings were
+bestowed upon spirits pure and gentle as her own.
+
+Thus conversing, the guests passed between the marble columns, and
+entered that part of the room where the banquet was prepared. Aspasia
+filled a golden basket with Athenian olives, Phoenician dates, and
+almonds of Naxos, and whispering a brief invocation, placed it on a
+small altar, before an ivory image of Demeter, which stood in the midst
+of the table. Seats covered with crimson cloth were arranged at the end
+of the couches, for the accommodation of women; but the men reclined in
+Asiatic fashion, while beautiful damsels sprinkled perfumes on their
+heads, and offered water for their hands in vases of silver.
+
+In choosing one to preside over the festivities of the evening, the lot
+fell upon Tithonus; but he gracefully declined the office, saying it
+properly belonged to an Athenian.
+
+"Then I must insist that you appoint your successor," said Aspasia.
+
+"Your command partakes little of the democracy of Athenian
+institutions," answered he, smiling; "but I obey it cheerfully; and
+will, as most fitting, crown the wisest." He arose, as he spoke, and
+reverently placed the chaplet on the head of Plato.
+
+"I will transfer it to the most beautiful," rejoined the philosopher;
+and he attempted to place the garland on the brow of Alcibiades. But the
+young man prevented him, and exclaimed, "Nay--according to your own
+doctrines, O admirable Plato, wisdom should wear the crown; since beauty
+is but its outward form."
+
+Thus urged, Plato accepted the honours of the banquet; and taking a
+handful of garlands from the golden urn on which they were suspended, he
+proceeded to crown the guests. He first placed upon Aspasia's head a
+wreath of bright and variegated flowers, among which the rose and the
+myrtle were most conspicuous. Upon Hipparete he bestowed a coronal of
+violets, regarded by the proud Athenians as their own peculiar flower.
+Philothea received a crown of pure white lilies.
+
+Aspasia, observing this, exclaimed, "Tell me, O Plato, how you knew that
+wreath, above all the others, was woven for the grand-daughter of
+Anaxagoras?"
+
+"When I hear a note of music, can I not at once strike its chord?"
+answered the philosopher: "Even as surely is there an everlasting
+harmony between the soul of man and the visible forms of creation. If
+there were no innocent hearts, there would be no white lilies."
+
+A shadow passed over Aspasia's expressive countenance; for she was aware
+that her own brilliant wreath contained not one purely white blossom.
+But her features had been well-trained to conceal her sentiments; and
+her usual vivacity instantly returned.
+
+The remainder of the garlands were bestowed so rapidly, that there
+seemed scarcely time for deliberate choice; yet Pericles wore the oak
+leaves sacred to Zeus; and the laurel and olive of Phoebus rested on the
+brow of Phidias.
+
+A half mischievous smile played round Aspasia's lips, when she saw the
+wreath of ivy and grape leaves placed on the head of Alcibiades. "Son of
+Aristo," she exclaimed, "the Phoenician Magii have given you good skill
+in divination. You have bestowed every garland appropriately."
+
+"It needed little magic," replied Plato, "to know that the oaken leaves
+belonged to one whose eloquence is so often called Olympian; or that the
+laurel was due to him who fashioned Pallas Parthenia; and Alcibiades
+would no doubt contend boldly with any man who professed to worship the
+god of vineyards with more zeal than himself."
+
+The gay Athenian answered this challenge by singing part of an
+Anacreontic ode, often repeated during the festivities of the Dionysia:
+
+  "To-day I'll haste to quaff my wine,
+  As if to-morrow ne'er should shine;
+  But if to-morrow comes, why then--
+  I'll haste to quaff my wine again.
+
+  For death may come with brow unpleasant--
+  May come when least we wish him present,
+  And beckon to the sable shore,
+  And grimly bid us--drink no more!"
+
+This profane song was sung in a voice so clear and melodious, that
+Tithonus exclaimed, "You err, O Plato, in saying the tuneful soul of
+Marsyas has passed into the nightingale; for surely it remains with this
+young Athenian. Son of Clinias, you must be well skilled in playing upon
+the flute the divine airs of Mysian Olympus?"
+
+"Not I, so help me Dionysus!" lisped Alcibiades. "My music master will
+tell you that I ever went to my pipes reluctantly. I make ten sacrifices
+to equestrian Poseidon, where I offer one gift to the Parnassian
+chorus."
+
+"Stranger, thou hast not yet learned the fashions of Athens," said
+Anaxagoras, gravely. "Our young equestrians now busy themselves with
+carved chariots, and Persian mantles of the newest mode. They vie with
+each other in costly wines; train doves to shower luxuriant perfumes
+from their wings; and upon the issue of a contest between fighting
+quails, they stake sums large enough to endow a princess. To play upon
+the silver-voiced flute is Theban-like and vulgar. They leave that to
+their slaves."
+
+"And why not leave laughter to the slaves?" asked Hermippus; "since
+anything more than a graceful smile distorts the beauty of the features?
+I suppose bright eyes would weep in Athens, should the cheeks of
+Alcibiades be seen puffed out with vulgar wind-instruments."
+
+"And can you expect the youth of Athens to be wiser than their gods?"
+rejoined Aspasia. "Pallas threw away her favourite flute, because Hera
+and Aphrodite laughed at her distorted countenance while she played upon
+it. It was but a womanly trick in the virgin daughter of Zeus."
+
+Tithonus looked at the speaker with a slight expression of surprise;
+which Hermippus perceiving, he thus addressed him, in a cool, ironical
+tone: "O Ethiopian stranger, it is evident you know little of Athens; or
+you would have perceived that a belief in the gods is more vulgar than
+flute-playing. Such trash is deemed fit for the imbecility of the aged,
+and the ignorance of the populace. With equestrians and philosophers, it
+is out of date. You must seek for it among those who sell fish at the
+gates; or with the sailors at Piraeus and Phalerum."
+
+"I have visited the Temple of Poseidon, in the Piraeus," observed
+Aspasia; "and I saw there a multitude of offerings from those who had
+escaped shipwreck." She paused slightly, and added, with a significant
+smile, "But I perceived no paintings of those who had been wrecked,
+notwithstanding their supplications to the god."
+
+As she spoke, she observed that Pericles withdrew a rose from the
+garland wherewith his cup was crowned; and though the action was so
+slight as to pass unobserved by others, she instantly understood the
+caution he intended to convey by that emblem sacred to the god of
+silence.
+
+At a signal from Plato, slaves filled the goblets with wine, and he rose
+to propose the usual libation to the gods. Every Grecian guest joined in
+the ceremony, singing in a recitative tone:
+
+  Dionysus, this to thee,
+  God of warm festivity!
+  Giver of the fruitful vine,
+  To thee we pour the rosy wine!
+
+Music, from the adjoining room, struck in with the chorus, and continued
+for some moments after it had ceased.
+
+For a short time, the conversation was confined to the courtesies of the
+table, as the guests partook of the delicious viands before them. Plato
+ate olives and bread only; and the water he drank was scarcely tinged
+with Lesbian wine. Alcibiades rallied him upon this abstemiousness; and
+Pericles reminded him that even his great pattern, Socrates, gave
+Dionysus his dues, while he worshipped the heaven-born Pallas.
+
+The philosopher quietly replied, "I can worship the fiery God of Vintage
+only when married with Nymphs of the Fountain."
+
+"But tell me, O Anaxagoras and Plato," exclaimed Tithonus, "if, as
+Hermippus hath said, the Grecian philosophers discard the theology of
+the poets? Do ye not believe in the Gods?"
+
+Plato would have smiled, had he not reverenced the simplicity that
+expected a frank and honest answer to a question so dangerous.
+Anaxagoras briefly replied, that the mind which did not believe in
+divine beings, must be cold and dark indeed.
+
+"Even so," replied Artiphernes, devoutly; "blessed be Oromasdes, who
+sends Mithras to warm and enlighten the world! But what surprises me
+most is, that you Grecians import new divinities from other countries,
+as freely as slaves, or papyrus, or marble. The sculptor of the gods
+will scarcely be able to fashion half their images."
+
+"If the custom continues," rejoined Phidias, "it will indeed require a
+life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+
+"Thanks to the munificence of artists, every deity has a representative
+in my dwelling," observed Aspasia.
+
+"I have heard strangers express their surprise that the Athenians have
+never erected a statue to the principle of _Modesty_" said Hermippus.
+
+"So much the more need that we enshrine her image in our own hearts,"
+rejoined Plato.
+
+The sarcastic comedian made no reply to this quiet rebuke. Looking
+toward Artaphernes, he continued: "Tell me, O servant of the great king,
+wherein the people of your country are more wise in worshipping the sun,
+than we who represent the same divinity in marble!"
+
+"The principles of the Persian religion are simple, steady, and
+uniform," replied Artaphernes; "but the Athenian are always changing.
+You not only adopt foreign gods, but sometimes create new ones, and
+admit them into your theology by solemn act of the great council. These
+circumstances have led me to suppose that you worship them as mere
+forms. The Persian Magii do indeed prostrate themselves before the
+rising Sun; but they do it in the name of Oromasdes, the universal
+Principle of Good, of whom that great luminary is the visible symbol. In
+our solemn processions, the chariot sacred to Oromasdes precedes the
+horse dedicated to Mithras; and there is deep meaning in the
+arrangement. The Sun and Zodiac, the Balance and the Rule, are but
+emblems of truths, mysterious and eternal. As the garlands we throw on
+the sacred fire feed the flame, rather than extinguish it, so the
+sublime symbols of our religion are intended to preserve, not to
+conceal, the truths within them."
+
+"Though you disclaim all images of divinity," rejoined Aspasia, "yet we
+hear of your Mithras pictured like a Persian King, trampling on a
+prostrate ox."
+
+With a smile, Artaphernes replied, "I see, lady, that you would fain
+gain admittance to the Mithraic cave; but its secrets, like those of
+your own Eleusis, are concealed from all save the initiated."
+
+"They tell us," said Aspasia, "that those who are admitted to the
+Eleusinian mysteries die in peace, and go directly to the Elysian
+fields; while the uninitiated wander about in the infernal abyss."
+
+"Of course," said Anaxagoras, "Alcibiades will go directly to Elysium,
+though Solon groped his way in darkness."
+
+The old philosopher uttered this with imperturbable gravity, as if
+unconscious of satirical meaning; but some of the guests could scarcely
+repress a smile, as they recollected the dissolute life of the young
+Athenian.
+
+"If Alcibiades spoke his real sentiments," said Aspasia, "I venture to
+say he would tell us that the mystic baskets of Demeter, covered with
+long purple veils, contain nothing half so much worth seeing, as the
+beautiful maidens who carry them."
+
+She looked at Pericles, and saw that he again cautioned her, by raising
+the rose toward his face, as if inhaling its fragrance.
+
+There was a brief pause, which Anaxagoras interrupted, by saying, "The
+wise can never reverence images merely as images. There is a mystical
+meaning in the Athenian manner of supplicating the gods with garlands on
+their heads, and bearing in their hands boughs of olive twined with
+wool. Pallas, at whose birth we are told gold rained upon the earth, was
+unquestionably a personification of wisdom. It is not to be supposed
+that the philosophers of our country consider the sun itself as anything
+more than a huge ball of fire; but the sight of that glorious orb leads
+the contemplative soul to the belief in one Pure Intelligence, one
+Universal Mind, which in manifesting itself produces order in the
+material world, and preserves the unconfused distinction of infinite
+varieties."
+
+"Such, no doubt, is the tendency of all reflecting minds," said Phidias;
+"but in general, the mere forms are worshipped, apart from the sacred
+truths they represent. The gods we have introduced from Egypt are
+regarded by the priests of that learned land as emblems of certain
+divine truths brought down from ancient times. They are like the Hermae
+at our doors, which outwardly appear to rest on inexpressive blocks of
+stone; but when opened, they are found to contain beautiful statues of
+the gods within them. It is not so with the new fables which the Greeks
+are continually mixing with their mythology. Pygmalion, as we all know,
+first departed from the rigid outline of ancient sculpture, and
+impressed life and motion upon marble. The poets, in praise of him,
+have told us that his ardent wishes warmed a statue into a lovely and
+breathing woman. The fable is fanciful and pleasing in itself; but will
+it not hereafter be believed as reality? Might not the same history be
+told of much that is believed? It is true," added he, smiling, "that I
+might be excused for favouring a belief in images, since mortals are
+ever willing to have their own works adored."
+
+"What! does Plato respond to the inquiries of Phidias?" asked
+Artaphernes.
+
+The philosopher replied: "Within the holy mysteries of our religion is
+preserved a pure and deep meaning, as the waters of Arethusa flow
+uncontaminated beneath the earth and the sea. I do not presume to decide
+whether all that is believed has the inward significancy. I have ever
+deemed such speculations unwise. If the chaste daughter of Latona always
+appears to my thoughts veiled in heavenly purity, it is comparatively
+unimportant whether I can prove that Acteon was torn by his dogs, for
+looking on the goddess with wanton eyes. Anaxagoras, said wisely that
+material forms lead the contemplative mind to the worship of ideal good,
+which is in its nature immortal and divine. Homer tells us that the
+golden chain resting upon Olympus reaches even to the earth. Here we see
+but a few of the last links, and those imperfectly. We are like men in a
+subterranean cave, so chained that they can look only forward to the
+entrance. Far above and behind us is a glowing fire: and beautiful
+beings, of every form, are moving between the light and us poor fettered
+mortals. Some of these bright beings are speaking, and others are
+silent. We see only the shadows cast on the opposite wall of the
+cavern, by the reflection of the fire above; and if we hear the echo of
+voices, we suppose it belongs to those passing shadows. The soul, in its
+present condition, is an exile from the orb of light; its ignorance is
+forgetfulness; and whatever we can perceive of truth, or imagine of
+beauty, is but a reminiscence of our former more glorious state of
+being. He who reverences the gods, and subdues his own passions, returns
+at last to the blest condition from which he fell. But to talk, or
+think, about these things with proud impatience, or polluted morals, is
+like pouring pure water into a miry trench; he who does it disturbs the
+mud, and thus causes the clear water to become defiled. When Odysseus
+removed his armour from the walls, and carried it to an inner apartment,
+invisible Pallas moved before him with her golden lamp, and filled the
+place with radiance divine. Telemachus, seeing the light, exclaimed,
+'Surely, my father, some of the celestial gods are present.' With deep
+wisdom, the king of Ithaca replied, 'Be silent. Restrain your intellect,
+and speak not.'"
+
+"I am rebuked, O Plato," answered Phidias; "and from henceforth, when my
+mind is dark and doubtful, I will remember that transparent drops may
+fall into a turbid well. Nor will I forget that sometimes, when I have
+worked on my statues by torch-light, I could not perceive their real
+expression, because I was carving in the shadow of my own hand."
+
+"Little can be learned of the human soul, and its connection with the
+Universal Mind," said Anaxagoras: "These sublime truths seem vague and
+remote, as Phoeacia appeared to Odysseus like a vast shield floating on
+the surface of the distant ocean.
+
+"The glimmering uncertainty attending all such speculations, has led me
+to attach myself to the Ionic sect, who devote themselves entirely to
+the study of outward nature."
+
+"And this is useful," rejoined Plato: "The man who is to be led from a
+cave will more easily see what the heavens contain by looking to the
+light of the moon and the stars, than by gazing on the sun at noon-day."
+
+Here Hermippus interrupted the discourse, by saying, "The son of Clinias
+does not inform us what _he_ thinks of the gods. While others have
+talked, he has eaten."
+
+"I am a citizen and a soldier--neither priest nor philosopher," replied
+Alcibiades: "With a strong arm and a willing heart to fight for my
+country, I leave others to settle the attributes of her gods. Enough for
+me, that I regularly offer sacrifices in their temples, and pour
+libations upon their altars. I care very little whether there be Elysian
+fields, or not. I will make an Elysium for myself, as long as Aspasia
+permits me to be surrounded by forms so beautiful, and gives me nectar
+like this to drink." He replaced the goblet, from which he had drunk
+deeply, and exclaimed, "By Dionysus! they quaff nothing better than this
+in voluptuous Ionia!"
+
+"Methinks a citizen and a soldier might find a more worthy model in
+Spartan, than in Ionian manners," said Anaxagoras; "but the latter truly
+suits better with the present condition of Athens."
+
+"A condition more glorious than that of any other people upon earth,"
+exclaimed Pericles, somewhat warmly: "The story of Athens, enthroned in
+her beauty and power, will thrill through generous hearts, long after
+other nations are forgotten."
+
+"She is like a torch sending forth its last bright blaze, before it is
+extinguished forever," replied Anaxagoras, calmly: "Where idle
+demagogues control the revenues of industrious citizens, the government
+cannot long stand. It is a pyramid with the base uppermost."
+
+"You certainly would not blame the wisdom of Aristides, in allowing the
+poor as well as the rich, the privilege of voting?" said Pericles.
+
+"A moderate supply of wealth is usually the result of virtuous and
+industrious habits; and it should be respected merely for what it
+indicates," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Aristides, and other wise men, in
+their efforts to satisfy the requirements of a restless people, have
+opened a sluice, without calculating how it would be enlarged by the
+rushing waters, until the very walls of the city are undermined by its
+power."
+
+"But can the safety of the state be secured by merely excluding the
+vicious poor?" said Plato. "Are there not among us vicious rich men, who
+would rashly vote for measures destructive of public good, if they could
+thereby increase their own wealth? He who exports figs to maintain
+personal splendour, when there is famine in Attica, has perhaps less
+public virtue than the beggar, who steals them to avoid starvation."
+
+"But the vicious rich man will bribe the beggar to vote as he
+dictates," replied Anaxagoras; "and thus his power of doing evil becomes
+two fold."
+
+"Your respect for permanent institutions makes you blind to the love of
+change, inherent and active in the human mind," said Pericles. "If
+society be like the heaving ocean, those who would guide their vessels
+in safety, must obey the winds and the tides."
+
+"Nay, Pericles," replied the old man, earnestly; "if society be a
+tumultuous ocean, government should be its everlasting shores. If the
+statesman watches wind and tide only that his own bark may ride through
+the storm in safety, while every fresh wave sweeps a landmark away, it
+is evident that, sooner or later, the deluge must come."
+
+The discourse was growing too serious to be agreeable to Pericles, who
+well knew that some of his best friends deemed he had injured the state,
+by availing himself too freely of the democratic tendencies of the
+people. Plato, perceiving this, said, "If it please you, Anaxagoras, we
+will leave these subjects to be discussed in the Prytaneum and the
+Agoras. Fair and glorious is the violet-crowned city, and let us trust
+the gods will long preserve it so."
+
+"Thou hast well spoken, son of Aristo," replied Artaphernes: "Much as I
+had heard of the glory and beauty of Athens, it far surpasses my hopes.
+Perhaps I find myself lingering to gaze on the Odeum more frequently
+than on any other of your magnificent edifices; not for its more
+impressive beauty; but because it is in imitation of our Great King's
+Pavilion."
+
+Hermippus looked up, and smiled with ill-natured significance; for
+Cratinus, the ribald, had openly declared in the theatre, that Pericles
+needed only to look in his mirror, to discover a model for the sloping
+roof of the Odeum. Athenian guests were indignant at being thus reminded
+of the gross allusion to a deformity conspicuous in the head of their
+illustrious statesman; but Artaphernes, quite unconscious of his
+meaning, continued: "The noble structure is worthy of him who planned
+it. Yet the unpretending beauty of some of your small temples makes me
+feel more as if I were in the presence of a god. I have often marvelled
+what it is in those fair white columns, that charms me so much more than
+the palaces of the East, refulgent with gems and gold."
+
+"The beauty that lies _within_ has ever a mysterious power," answered
+Plato. "An amethyst may beam in the eye of a statue; but what, save the
+soul itself, can give the expression of soul? The very spirit of harmony
+is embodied in the proportions of the Parthenon. It is marble music. I
+sometimes think the whole visible beauty of creation is formed from the
+music of the Infinite; and that the various joys we feel are but the
+union of accordant notes in the great chorus of the universe. There is
+music in the airy dance; music in poetry; music in the glance of a
+beautiful woman; music in the involutions and inflexions of numbers;
+above all, there is music in light! And what _Light_ is in this world,
+_Truth_ is in that glorious world to which the mind of man returns after
+its long exile. Yes, there is music in light! Hence, Phoebus is god of
+the Sun and of the Lyre, and Memnon yields sweet sounds to welcome
+approaching day. For this reason, the disciples of Zoroaster and
+Pythagoras hail the rising sun with the melody of harps; and the birds
+pour forth their love of light in song. Perchance the order of the
+universe is revealed in the story of Thebes rising to the lyre of
+Amphion; and Ibycus might have spoken sublime truth, when he told of
+music in the motion of the everlasting stars."
+
+Philothea had listened so earnestly, that for a moment all other
+thoughts were expelled from her mind. She threw back her veil, and with
+her whole soul beaming from her face, she exclaimed, "O Plato, I once
+_heard_ the music of the stars! Ibycus"----
+
+The ardent gaze of Alcibiades restored her to painful consciousness;
+and, blushing deeply, she replaced her veil. Aspasia smiled; but Plato,
+with gentle reverence, asked, "What would Philothea say of the divine
+Ibycus?"
+
+The timid maiden gave no reply; and the tears of innocent shame were
+seen falling fast upon her trembling arm.
+
+With that ready skill, which ever knows how to adapt itself to the
+circumstances of the moment, Aspasia gave a signal to her attendants,
+and at once the mingled melody of voices and instruments burst upon the
+ear. It was one of the enchanting strains of Olympus the Mysian; and
+every heart yielded to its influence. A female slave noiselessly brought
+Aspasia's silver harp, and placed before her guests citharas and lyres,
+of ivory inlaid with gold. One by one, new voices and instruments joined
+in the song; and when the music ceased, there was a pause of deep and
+silent joy.
+
+"Shame to the feast, where the praises of Harmodius are not sung," said
+Pericles, smiling, as he looked toward Eudora. With rapid fingers the
+maiden touched her lyre, and sung the patriotic song of Callistratus:
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as brave Harmodius did,
+  And as Aristogeiton his avenging weapon hid;
+  When they slew the haughty tyrant and regained our liberty,
+  And, breaking down oppression, made the men of Athens free.
+
+  "Thou art not, loved Harmodius, thou art not surely dead,
+  But to some secluded sanctuary far away art fled;
+  With the swift-footed Achilleus, unmolested there to rest,
+  And to rove with Diomedes through the islands of the blest.
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as Aristogeiton did,
+  And as the brave Harmodius his avenging weapon hid;
+  When on Athenae's festival they aimed the glorious blow,
+  And calling on fair freedom, laid the proud Hipparchus low.
+
+  "Thy fame, beloved Harmodius, through ages still shall brighten,
+  Nor ever shall thy glory fade, beloved Aristogeiton;
+  Because your country's champions ye nobly dared to be,
+  And striking down the tyrant, made the men of Athens free."
+
+The exhilarating notes stirred every Grecian heart. Some waved their
+garlands in triumph, while others joined in the music, and kept time
+with branches of myrtle.
+
+"By Phoebus! a glorious song and divinely sung," exclaimed Alcibiades:
+"But the lovely minstrel brings danger to our hearts in those sweet
+sounds, as Harmodius concealed his sword among myrtle leaves."
+
+Hipparete blushed, and with a quick and nervous motion touched her
+cithara. With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, "Continue the music, I
+pray you." The tune being left to her own choice, the young matron sang
+Anacreon's Ode to the Grasshopper. Her voice was not unpleasing; but it
+contrasted disadvantageously with the rich intonations of Eudora; and if
+the truth must be told, that dark-haired damsel was quite too conscious
+of the fact.
+
+Tithonus expressed an earnest desire to hear one of Pindar's odes; and
+Philothea, urged by Aspasia, began with a quivering hand to accompany
+herself on the harp. Her voice was at first weak and trembling; and
+Plato, to relieve her timidity, joined in the music, which soon gushed
+forth, clear, deep, and melodious:
+
+  "Hail, celestial Poesy!
+  Fair enchantress of mankind!
+  Veiled in whose sweet majesty
+  Fables please the human mind.
+  But, as year rolls after year,
+  These fictitious charms decline;
+  Then, O man, with holy fear,
+  Write and speak of things divine.
+  Of the heavenly natures say
+  Nought unseemly, or profane--
+  Hearts that worship and obey,
+  Are preserved from guilty stain."
+
+Oppressed with the grandeur of the music, and willing to evade the tacit
+reproach conveyed in the words, Aspasia touched her lyre, and, with
+mournful tenderness, sung Danae's Hymn to her Sleeping Infant. Then,
+suddenly changing to a gayer measure, she sang, with remarkable
+sweetness and flexibility of voice:
+
+  "While our rosy fillets shed
+  Blushes o'er each fervid head,
+  With many a cup, and many a smile,
+  The festal moments we beguile.
+  And while the harp impassioned flings
+  Tuneful rapture from the strings,
+  Some airy nymph, with fluent limbs,
+  Through the dance luxuriant swims,
+  Waving in her snowy hand,
+  The leafy Dionysian wand,
+  Which, as the tripping wanton flies,
+  Shakes its tresses to her sighs.
+
+At these words, a troop of graceful maidens, representing the Zephyrs
+and the Hours, glided in and out, between the marble columns, pelting
+each other with roses, as they flew through the mazes of the dance.
+
+Presently, the music, more slow and measured in its cadence, announced
+the dance of Ariadne guiding her lover from the Labyrinth. In obedience
+to a signal from Aspasia, Eudora sprang forward to hold the silken cord,
+and Alcibiades darted forward to perform the part of Theseus. Slowly,
+but gracefully as birds balancing themselves on the air, the maidens
+went through the difficult involutions of the dance. They smiled on each
+other, as they passed and repassed; and though Eudora's veil concealed
+the expression of her features, Philothea observed, with an undefined
+feeling of apprehension, that she showed no tokens of displeasure at the
+brief whispers and frequent glances of Alcibiades.
+
+At last, Pericles bade the attendants bring forth the goblet of the Good
+Genius. A large golden bowl, around which a silver grape-vine twined its
+luxuriant clusters, was immediately placed before him, filled with the
+rich juices of the Chian grape. Then Plato, as king of the feast,
+exclaimed, "The cup of the Good Genius is filled. Pledge him in unmixed
+wine."
+
+The massive goblet passed among all the guests; some taking a deep
+draught, and others scarcely moistening their lips with the wine. When
+the ceremony was finished, Pericles said, "Now, if it pleases Hermippus,
+we should like to see him in the comic dance, for which he is so
+celebrated."
+
+Philothea looked earnestly at her grandfather. He instantly understood
+her wishes, and bade farewell to Aspasia; urging the plea that his child
+was unused to late hours, and too timid to be in the streets of Athens
+without his protection. Phidias requested that Eudora might accompany
+them; and Hipparete likewise asked leave to depart. Aspasia bestowed
+gifts on her visiters, according to the munificent custom of the
+country. To Hipparete she gave a bracelet of pearls; to Philothea, a
+lyre of ivory and gold; and to Eudora, a broad clasp for her mantle, on
+which the car of Aphrodite, drawn by swans, was painted in enamel, by
+Polygnotus, the inventor of the art.
+
+Alcibiades chose to remain at his wine; but slaves with torches were in
+readiness at the gates, and Hipparete lived in the Ceramicus, within
+sight of Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+A rapid walk soon restored the maidens to their own peaceful homes.
+Philothea, with the consent of Anaxagoras, went to share the apartment
+of her friend; which, separated only by a small garden, was almost
+within hearing of her own.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+  Much I dislike the beamless mind,
+  Whose earthly vision, unrefined,
+  Nature has never formed to see
+  The beauties of simplicity!
+  Simplicity, the flower of Heaven,
+  To souls elect by nature given."
+                           ANACREON.
+
+
+As the maidens entered their apartment, Eudora rather abruptly dismissed
+Dione, the aged nurse, who had been waiting their arrival. Her favourite
+dog was sleeping on the couch; and she gave the little creature a hasty
+box on the ear, which made him spring suddenly to the floor, and look up
+in her face, as if astonished at such ungentle treatment.
+
+Philothea stooped down and caressed the animal, with a slightly
+reproachful glance at her friend.
+
+"He was sleeping on my mantle," said the petulant damsel.
+
+"His soft, white fur could not have harmed it," rejoined her companion;
+"and you know that Hylax himself, as well as the mantle, was a gift from
+Philaemon."
+
+Eudora carelesssly tossed the mantle over her embroidery frame, from
+which it trailed along the dusty floor. Philothea looked earnestly in
+her face, unable to comprehend such wayward conduct. "It is evident you
+do not want my company to-night," she said; "I will therefore return to
+my own apartment."
+
+The peevish maiden slowly untied her sandal, without making any reply.
+Philothea's voice trembled slightly, as she added, "Good night, Eudora,
+To-morrow I hope you will tell me how I have offended you."
+
+"Stay! Stay!" exclaimed the capricious damsel; and she laid her hand
+coaxingly on her friend's arm. Philothea smiled a ready forgiveness.
+
+"I know I am very petulant to-night," said Eudora; "but I do not believe
+you yourself could listen to Hipparete without being vexed. She is so
+stupid, and so haughty. I don't think she spoke ten words to-night
+without having a grasshopper for one of them. She is so proud of her
+pure Athenian blood! Do you know she has resolved to employ a skilful
+artificer from Corinth, to make her an ivory box just like the one
+Tithonus gave Aspasia; but she took care to inform me that it should be
+inlaid with golden grasshoppers, instead of stars. A wise and witty
+device, is't not? to put grasshoppers in the paws of transformed
+Calisto, and fasten them in the belt of Orion. The sky will be so purely
+Athenian, that Hipparete herself might condescend to be a
+constellation."
+
+The talkative maiden laughed at her own conceit; and even her more
+serious companion could not refrain from a smile, as with untiring
+volubility she continued: "Then she told me that she herself embroidered
+her grasshopper robe, and bade me admire the excellence of the pattern.
+She said Plato could not possibly have mistaken the wreath intended for
+her; knowing, as he did, that her father and mother were both descended
+from the most ancient families in Athens; and she repeated a list of
+ancestors with names all ending in _ippus_ and _ippides_. When, in
+answer to her question, I acknowledged that the ornament in her hair
+was beautiful, she told me she would gladly give me one like it, if it
+were proper for me to wear it. I do so detest the sight of that Athenian
+emblem! I would walk to the fields of Acharnae, on purpose to crush a
+grasshopper."
+
+"You put yourself in a singular passion for such a harmless insect,"
+replied Philothea, smiling. "I hope there are none of them within
+hearing. You know the poets say they rose from the ashes of men, who,
+when the Muses first had existence, pined away for the love of song; and
+that after death they go to Parnassus, and inform the most ancient
+Calliope, the heavenly Urania, and the amorous Erato, concerning the
+conversation of their votaries. If they are truly the children of song,
+they will indeed forget their own resentments; but your conversation
+would be so unlikely to make a favourable impression on the tuneful
+sisters, that it may be well for you the insects are now sleeping."
+
+"If the tattling tribe were all awake and listening," replied Eudora, "I
+would freely give them leave to report all I say against Astronomy, or
+Poetry, or Music. If this be the test, I am willing to be tried with
+Hipparete at the court of the Muses. If she were less stupid, I think I
+could tolerate her pride. But I thought she would never have done with a
+long story about a wine-stain that nearly spoiled her new dove-coloured
+robe; the finest from the looms of Ecbatana; the pattern not to be
+matched in all Greece; and Aspasia half wild to obtain one like it. She
+did not fail to inform me that the slave who had spilled the wine, was
+tied to the olive-tree in the garden, and whipped six days in
+succession. I never saw her in my life that she did not remind me of
+being a slave."
+
+"Dearest Eudora," said Philothea, "how can you make yourself so unhappy
+on this subject? Has not Phidias, from the first hour he bought you,
+allowed you all the privileges of a daughter?"
+
+"Yes," replied Eudora; "but the very circumstance that I was bought with
+his money embitters it all. I do not thank him that I have been taught
+all which becomes an Athenian maiden; for I can never be an Athenian.
+The spirit and the gifts of freedom ill assort with the condition of a
+slave. I wish he had left me to tend goats and bear burdens, as other
+slaves do; to be beaten as they are beaten; starved as they are starved;
+and die as they die. I should not then have known my degradation. I
+would have made friends with the birds and the flowers, and never had a
+heart-wound from a proud Athenian fool."
+
+Philothea laid her hand gently on her friend's arm, and gazing on her
+excited countenance, she said, "Eudora, some evil demon vexes you
+strangely to-night. Did I not know the whole tenor of your blameless
+life, I should fear you were not at peace with your own conscience."
+
+Eudora blushed deeply, and busily caressed the dog with her foot.
+
+In a mild, clear voice, Philothea continued: "What _now_ prevents you
+from making friendship with the birds and the flowers! And why do you
+cherish a pride so easily wounded? Yes, it is pride, Eudora. It is
+useless disguise to call it by another name. The haughtiness of others
+can never make us angry, if we ourselves are humble. Besides, it is
+very possible that you are unjust to Hipparete. She might very naturally
+have spoken of her slave's carelessness, without meaning to remind you
+of bondage."
+
+"She _did_ mean it," replied Eudora, with angry emphasis. "She is always
+describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter; because she knows I am
+excluded from the temple. I hope I shall live to see her proud heart
+humbled."
+
+"Nay, Eudora," said Philothea, turning mournfully away: "Your feelings
+are strangely embittered; the calm light of reason is totally obscured
+by the wild torch-dance of your passions. Methinks hatred itself need
+wish Hipparete no worse fate than to be the wife of so bold and bad a
+man as Alcibiades."
+
+"Oh, Philothea! I wonder you can call him bold," rejoined Eudora. "He
+looks steadily at no one; his eyelashes ever rest on his face, like
+those of a modest maiden."
+
+"Aye, Eudora--but it is not the expression of a sinless heart, timidly
+retiring within the shrine of its own purity; it is the shrinking of a
+conscience that has something to conceal. Little as we know about the
+evils of the world, we have heard enough of Alcibiades, to be aware that
+Hipparete has much need to seek the protection of her patron goddess."
+
+"She had better worship in the temple of Helen, at Therapne," answered
+Eudora, sharply: "The journey might not prove altogether hopeless; for
+that temple is said to confer beauty on the ugliest woman that ever
+entered it." As the peevish damsel said this, she gave a proud glance
+at her own lovely person, in the mirror, before which a lamp was
+burning.
+
+Philothea had often seen her friend in petulant moods; but she had never
+before known her to evince so much bitterness, or so long resist the
+soothing influence of kindness. Unwilling to contend with passions she
+could not subdue, and would not flatter, she remained for some moments
+in serious silence.
+
+The expression of her countenance touched Eudora's quick feelings; and
+she said, in an humble tone, "I know I am doing wrong, Philothea, but I
+cannot help it."
+
+Her friend calmly replied, "If you believe you cannot help it, you
+deceive yourself; and if you do not believe it, you had better not have
+said it."
+
+"Now you are angry with me," exclaimed the sensitive maiden; and she
+burst into tears.
+
+Philothea passed her arm affectionately round her waist, saying, "I am
+not angry with you, Eudora; but while I love you, I cannot and ought not
+to love the bad feelings you cherish. Believe me, my dear friend, the
+insults of others can never make us wretched, or resentful, if all is
+right within our own hearts. The viper that stings us is always
+nourished within us. Moreover, I believe, dearest Eudora, that half your
+wrongs are in your own imagination. I too am a foreigner; but I have
+been very happy within the walls of Athens."
+
+"Because you have never been a slave," retorted her companion; "and you
+have shared privileges that strangers are seldom allowed to share. You
+have been one of the Canephorae; you have walked in the grand
+procession of the Panathenaea: and your statue in pure Pentelic marble,
+upholds the canopy over the sacred olive-tree. I know that your skilful
+fingers, and your surpassing beauty have deserved these honours; but you
+must pardon me, if I do not like the proud Athenians quite so well as
+you do."
+
+"I gratefully acknowledge the part I have been allowed to take in the
+sacred service of Pallas," replied the maiden; "but I owe it neither to
+my beauty, nor my skill in embroidery. It was a tribute to that wise and
+good old man, my grandfather."
+
+"And I," said Eudora, in a tone of deep melancholy, "have neither
+grandfather, parent, or brother to care for me."
+
+"Who could have proved a better protector than Phidias has been?"
+inquired her gentle friend.
+
+"Philothea, I cannot forget that I am his slave. What I said just now in
+anger, I repeat in sober sadness; it would be better for me to have a
+slave's mind with a slave's destiny."
+
+"I have no doubt," replied Philothea, "that Phidias continues to be your
+master merely that he may retain lawful power to protect you, until you
+are the wife of Philaemon."
+
+"Some slaves have been publicly registered as adopted children," said
+Eudora.
+
+"But in order to do that," rejoined her friend, "it is necessary to
+swear to their parentage; and yours is unknown. If it were not for this
+circumstance, I believe Phidias would be most willing to adopt you."
+
+"No, Philothea--Phidias would do no such thing. He is good and kind. I
+know that I have spoken of him as I ought not to have spoken. But he is
+a proud man. He would not adopt a nameless orphan, found with a poor
+goatherd of Phelle. Had I descended from any of the princes conquered by
+Grecian valour, or were I even remotely allied with any of the
+illustrious men that Athens has ostracised, then indeed I might be the
+adopted daughter of Phidias," After a short pause, she added, "If he
+enfranchised me without adoption, I think I should have no difficulty in
+finding a protector;" and again the maiden gave a triumphant glance at
+her mirror.
+
+"I am aware that your marriage with Philaemon has only awaited the
+termination of these unfortunate law-suits," replied Philothea: "Though
+he is not rich, it cannot be very long before he is able to take you
+under his protection; and as soon as he has the power, he will have the
+disposition."
+
+"Will he, indeed!" exclaimed Eudora; and she trotted her little foot
+impatiently.
+
+"You are altogether mysterious to-night," said Philothea: "Has any
+disagreement arisen between you and Philaemon, during my absence?"
+
+"He is proud, and jealous; and wishes me to be influenced by every whim
+of his," answered the offended beauty.
+
+"The fetters of love are a flowery bondage," rejoined Philothea:
+"Blossoms do not more easily unfold themselves to the sunshine, than
+woman obeys the object of her affections. Don't you remember the little
+boy we found piping so sweetly, under the great plane-tree by the
+fountain of Callirhoee? When my grandfather asked him where he learned to
+play so well, he answered; with a look of wondering simplicity, that it
+'piped itself.' Methinks this would be the reply of a loving woman, to
+one who inquired how her heart had learned submission. But what has
+Philaemon required, that you consider so unreasonable?"
+
+"He dislikes to have me visit Aspasia; and was angry because I danced
+with Alcibiades."
+
+"And did you tell him that you went to Aspasia's house, in conformity
+with the express directions of Phidias?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"Why don't you say of my _master_?" interrupted Eudora, contemptuously.
+
+Without noticing the peevishness of this remark, her friend continued:
+"Are you quite sure that you have not been more frequently than you
+would have been, if you had acted merely in reluctant obedience to the
+will of Phidias. I am not surprised that Philaemon is offended at your
+dancing with Alcibiades; assuredly a practice, so boldly at variance
+with the customs of the country, is somewhat unmaidenly."
+
+"It is enough to be one man's slave," replied Eudora. "I will dance with
+whom I please. Alcibiades is the handsomest, and the most graceful, and
+the most agreeable man in Athens--at least every body says so. I don't
+know why I should offend him to please Philaemon."
+
+"I thought there was a very satisfactory reason," observed Philothea,
+quietly: "Alcibiades is the husband of Hipparete, and you are the
+promised wife of Philaemon. I would not have believed the person who
+told me that Eudora seriously called Alcibiades the handsomest and most
+agreeable man in Athens."
+
+"The sculptors think him pre-eminently beautiful," answered Eudora; "or
+they would not so often copy his statue in the sacred images of Hermes.
+Socrates applied Anacreon's eloquent praise of Bathyllus to him, and
+said he saw in his lips 'Persuasion sleeping upon roses.'"
+
+"That must have been in the days of youthful innocence," replied
+Philothea: "Surely his countenance has now nothing divine in its
+expression; though I grant the colouring rich, and the features regular.
+He reminds me of the Alexandrian coin; outwardly pleasing to the eye but
+inwardly made of base metal. Urania alone confers the beauty-giving
+zone. The temple of Aphrodite in the Piraeus is a fitting place for the
+portrait of Alcibiades; and no doubt he is well pleased that the people
+go there in throngs to see him represented leaning on the shoulder of
+the shameless Nemea."
+
+"If Aristophon chose to paint him side by side with the beautiful Nemea,
+it is no fault of his," said Eudora.
+
+"The artist would not have dared so to represent Plato, or Philaemon, or
+Paralus," rejoined Philothea; "nor would Alcibiades allow his picture
+thus to minister to the corruption of the Athenians, if he had any
+perception of what is really beautiful. I confess, Eudora, it pained me
+to see you listen to his idle flattery. He worships every handsome
+woman, who will allow herself to be polluted by his incense. Like
+Anacreon, his heart is a nest for wanton loves. He is never without a
+brood of them--some trying their wings, some in the egg, and some just
+breaking the shell."
+
+With slight resentment in her manner, Eudora answered: "Anacreon is the
+most beautiful of poets; and I think you speak too harshly of the son of
+Clinias."
+
+"I am sorry for you, if you can perceive the beautiful where the pure is
+wanting," rejoined Philothea; "You have changed, since my residence in
+the Acropolis. The cherub Innocence, that was once the ever-present
+deity in your soul, has already retired deeper within the shrine, and
+veils his face in presence of the vain thoughts you have introduced
+there. I fear Aspasia has made you believe that a passion for
+distinction is but another name for love of the good, the true, and the
+beautiful. Eudora, if this false man has flattered you, believe me, he
+is always ready to bestow the same upon others. He has told me that I
+was the loveliest of earthly objects; no doubt he has told you the same;
+but both cannot be true."
+
+"You!" exclaimed her companion: "Where could he find opportunity to
+address such language to you?"
+
+"Where a better man would have had better thoughts," replied Philothea:
+"It was during the sacred festival of the Panathenaea. A short time
+before midnight, it was my duty to receive the sacred basket from the
+hands of the priestess, and deposit it in the cave, beneath the Temple
+of Urania, in the gardens. Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended
+me, carrying a lighted torch. Having entered the cave, I held the torch
+while she took up the other sacred basket, which was there in readiness
+to be conveyed to the Parthenon; and we again stepped forth into the
+gardens. A flood of light streamed from the Temple, so clear and
+strong, that I could distinctly see the sacred doves, among the
+multitude of fragrant roses--some sleeping in the shaded nooks, others
+fluttering from bush to bush, or wheeling round in giddy circles,
+frightened by the glare. Near a small lake in the centre of the gardens,
+stood Myron's statue of the heavenly Urania, guiding a dove to her
+temple by a garland of flowers. It had the pure and placid expression of
+the human soul, when it dwells in love and peace. In this holy
+atmosphere we paused for a moment in silent reverence. A smiling band of
+infant hours came clustering round my memory, and softly folded
+themselves about my heart. I thought of those early days, when, hand in
+hand with Paralus, I walked forth in the spring-time, welcoming the
+swallows to our shores, and gathering fragrant thyme to feed my bees. We
+did not then know that bees and young hearts need none to take thought
+for their joy, but best gather their own sweet nourishment in sunlight
+and freedom. I remembered the helpless kid that Paralus confided to my
+care. When we dressed the little creature in wreaths, we mourned that
+flowers would not _grow_ in garlands; for it grieved our childish hearts
+to see them wither. Once we found, in the crevice of a moss-covered
+rock, a small nest with three eggs. Paralus took one of them in his
+hand; and when we had admired its beauty, he kissed it reverently, and
+returned it to its hiding-place. It was the natural outpouring of a
+heart brimful of love for all things pure and simple. Paralus ever lived
+in affectionate communion with the birds and the flowers. Firm in
+principle, but gentle in affection, he himself is like the rock, in
+whose bosom the loving bird found a sheltered nook, so motherly and
+safe, where she might brood over her young hopes in quiet joy."
+
+The maiden's heart had unconsciously followed her own innocent
+recollections, like the dove led by a garland; and for a few moments she
+remained silent in thoughtful tenderness.
+
+Eudora's changeful and perturbed spirit had been soothed by the serene
+influence of her friend; and she too was silent for awhile. But the
+giddy images that had of late been reeling their wild dance through her
+brain, soon came back in glittering fantasy.
+
+"Philothea!" she exclaimed, abruptly, "you have not told me where you
+met Alcibiades?"
+
+The maiden looked up suddenly, like an infant startled from sweet dreams
+by some rude noise. Recovering from her surprise, she smiled, and said,
+"Eudora, your question came upon me like his unexpected and unwelcome
+presence in the sacred gardens. I told you that we stood by that quiet
+lake in meek reverence; worshipping,--not the marble image before
+us,--but the Spirit of Beauty, that glides through the universe,
+breathing the invisible through visible forms, in such mysterious
+harmony. Suddenly Eucoline touched my arm with a quick and timid motion.
+I turned and saw a young man gazing earnestly upon us. Our veils, which
+had been thrown back while we looked at the statue, were instantly
+dropped, and we hastily retraced our steps. The stranger followed us,
+until we passed under the shade of the olive grove, within sight of the
+Propylaea. He then knelt, and attempting to hold me by the robe, poured
+forth the wildest protestations of love. I called aloud for protection;
+and my voice was heard by the priests, who were passing in and out of
+the Acropolis, in busy preparation for the festival. The young man
+suddenly disappeared; but he was one of the equestrians that shared in
+the solemnities of the night, and I again saw him as I took my place in
+the procession. I had then never seen Alcibiades; but when I met him
+to-night, I immediately recognized the stranger who spoke so rudely in
+the olive-grove."
+
+"You must forgive me," said Eudora, "if I am not much disposed to blame
+mortal man for wishing to look upon your face a second time. Even Plato
+does homage to woman's beauty."
+
+"True, Eudora; but there is reverence mingled with his homage. The very
+atmosphere around Alcibiades seemed unholy. I never before met such a
+glance; and the gods grant I may never meet such another. I should not
+have mentioned the occurrence, even to you, had I not wished to warn you
+how lightly this volatile Athenian can make love."
+
+"I heard something of this before," rejoined Eudora; "but I did not know
+the particulars."
+
+"How could you have heard of it?" inquired Philothea, with an accent of
+strong surprise.
+
+"Alcibiades had a more eager curiosity than yourself," replied Eudora.
+"He soon ascertained the name of the lovely Canephorae that he saw in
+the Gardens of Urania; and he has never ceased importuning Aspasia,
+until you were persuaded to visit her house."
+
+The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with
+indignant crimson. "Was it for this purpose," she said, "that I was
+induced to yield my own sense of propriety to the solicitations of
+Pericles? It is ever thus, when we disobey the gods, to please mortals.
+How could I believe that any motive so harmless as idle curiosity
+induced that seductive and dangerous woman to urge me into her
+unhallowed presence?"
+
+"I marvelled at your courage in talking to her as you did," said Eudora.
+
+"Something within impelled me," replied Philothea, reverently;--"I did
+not speak from myself."
+
+Eudora remained in serious silence for a moment; and then said, "Can you
+tell me, Philothea, what you meant by saying you once heard the stars
+sing? Or is that one of those things concerning which you do not love to
+have me inquire?"
+
+The maiden replied: "As I sat at my grandfather's feet, near the statue
+of Phoebus in the portico, at early dawn, I heard music, of soft and
+various sounds, floating in the air; and I thought perchance it was the
+farewell hymn of the stars, or the harps of the Pleiades, mourning for
+their lost sister.--I had never spoken of it; but to-night I forgot the
+presence of all save Plato, when I heard him discourse so eloquently of
+music."
+
+"And were you as unhappy as you expected to be during this visit?"
+inquired her friend.
+
+"Some portions of the evening I enjoyed exceedingly," replied Philothea.
+"I could have listened to Plato and Tithonus, until I grew old in their
+presence. Their souls seem to move in glowing moonlight, as if
+surrounded by bright beings from a better world."
+
+Eudora looked thoughtfully in her friend's face. "It is strange," she
+said, "how closely you associate all earthly objects with things divine.
+I have heard Anaxagoras say that when you were a little child, you
+chased the fleeting sunshine through the fields, and called it the
+glittering wings of Phoebus Apollo, as he flew over the verdant earth.
+And still, dearest Philothea, your heart speaks the same language.
+Wherever you look, you see the shining of god-like wings. Just so you
+talked of the moonlight, the other evening. To Hipparete, that solemn
+radiance would have suggested no thought except that lamp-light was more
+favourable to the complexion; and Hermippus would merely have rejoiced
+in it, because it saved him the expense of an attendant and a torch, as
+he reeled home from his midnight revels. I seldom think of sacred
+subjects, except when I am listening to you; but they then seem so
+bright, so golden, so divine, that I marvel they ever appear to me like
+cold, dim shadows."
+
+"The flowers of the field are unlike, but each has a beauty of its own;
+and thus it is with human souls," replied Philothea.
+
+For a brief space there was silence. But Eudora, true to the restless
+vivacity of her character, soon seized her lyre, and carelessly touching
+the strings, she hummed one of Sappho's ardent songs:
+
+  "More happy than the gods is he,
+  Who soft reclining sits by thee;
+  His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles,
+  His eyes thy sweetly dimpled smiles.
+  This, this, alas! alarmed my breast,
+  And robbed me of my golden rest."
+
+Philothea interrupted her, by saying, "I should much rather hear
+something from the pure and tender-hearted Simonides."
+
+But the giddy damsel, instead of heeding her request, abruptly
+exclaimed, "Did you observe the sandals of Artaphernes sparkle as he
+walked? How richly Tithonus was dressed! Was it not a magnificent
+costume?"
+
+Philothea, smiling at her childish prattle, replied, "It was gorgeous,
+and well fancied; but I preferred Plato's simple robe, distinguished
+only by the fineness of its materials, and the tasteful adjustment of
+its folds."
+
+"I never saw a philosopher that dressed so well as Plato," said Eudora.
+
+"It is because he loves the beautiful, even in its minutest forms,"
+rejoined Philothea; "in that respect he is unlike the great master he
+reverences so highly."
+
+"Yes--men say it is a rare thing to meet either Socrates or his robe
+lately returned from the bath," observed Eudora; "yet, in those three
+beautiful statues, which Pericles has caused to be placed in the
+Propylaea, the philosopher has carved admirable drapery. He has clothed
+the Graces, though the Graces never clothed him. I wonder Aristophanes
+never thought of that jest. Notwithstanding his willingness to please
+the populace with the coarse wit current in the Agoras, I think it
+gratifies his equestrian pride to sneer at those who are too frugal to
+buy coloured robes, and fill the air with delicious perfumes as they
+pass. I know you seldom like the comic writers. What did you think of
+Hermippus?"
+
+"His countenance and his voice troubled me, like the presence of
+evil," answered Philothea. "I rejoiced that my grandfather withdrew with
+us, as soon as the goblet of the Good Genius passed round, and before he
+began to dance the indecent cordax."
+
+"He has a sarcastic, suspicious glance, that might sour the ripest
+grapes in Chios," rejoined Eudora. "The comic writers are over-jealous of
+Aspasia's preference to the tragic poets; and I suppose she permitted
+this visit to bribe his enmity; as ghosts are said to pacify Cerberus
+with a cake. But hark! I hear Geta unlocking the outer gate. Phidias has
+returned; and he likes to have no lamp burn later than his own. We must
+quickly prepare for rest; though I am as wakeful as the bird of Pallas."
+
+She began to unclasp her girdle, as she spoke, and something dropped
+upon the floor.
+
+Philothea was stooping to unlace her sandal, and she immediately picked
+it up.
+
+It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.
+
+Eudora took it with a deep blush, saying, "Aspasia gave it to me."
+
+Her friend looked very earnestly in her face for a moment, and sighed as
+she turned away. It was the first time she had ever doubted Eudora's
+truth.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+                     "Two several gates
+  Transmit those airy phantoms. One of horn,
+  And of sawn ivory one. Such dreams as pass
+  The gate of ivory, prove empty sounds;
+  While others, through the polished horn effused,
+  Whose eye soe'er they visit, never fail."
+                                           HOMER.
+
+
+The dwellings of Anaxagoras and Phidias were separated by a garden
+entirely sheltered from public observation. On three sides it was
+protected by the buildings, so as to form a hollow square; the remainder
+was screened by a high stone wall. This garden was adorned with statues
+and urns, among which bloomed many choice shrubs and flowers. The entire
+side of Anaxagoras' house was covered with a luxuriant grape-vine, which
+stretched itself out on the roof, as if enjoying the sunshine. The
+women's apartments communicated by a private avenue, which enabled the
+friends to see each other as conveniently as if they had formed one
+household.
+
+The morning after the conversation we have mentioned, Philothea rose
+early, and returned to her own dwelling. As she passed through the
+avenue, she looked into the garden, and smiled to see, suspended by a
+small cord thrown over the wall, a garland, fastened with a
+delicately-carved arrow, bearing the inscription--"To Eudora, the most
+beautiful, most beloved."
+
+Glad to assist in the work of reconciliation, she separated the wreath
+from the string, and carried it to her for whom it was intended.
+"Behold the offering of Philaemon!" she exclaimed, joyfully: "Dearest
+Eudora, beware how you estrange so true a heart."
+
+The handsome maiden received her flowers with evident delight, not
+unmingled with confusion; for she suspected that they came from a
+greater flatterer than Philaemon.
+
+Philothea returned to her usual avocations, with anxiety somewhat
+lessened by this trifling incident.
+
+Living in almost complete seclusion, the simple-hearted maiden was
+quite unconscious that the new customs, introduced by Aspasia, had
+rendered industry and frugality mere vulgar virtues, But the restraint
+of public opinion was unnecessary to keep her within the privacy of
+domestic life; for it was her own chosen home. She loved to prepare her
+grandfather's frugal repast of bread and grapes, and wild honey; to take
+care of his garments; to copy his manuscripts; and to direct the
+operations of Milza, a little Arcadian peasant girl, who was her only
+attendant. These duties, performed with cheerful alacrity, gave a fresh
+charm to the music and embroidery with which she employed her leisure
+hours.
+
+Anaxagoras was extremely attached to his lovely grandchild; and her
+great intellectual gifts, accompanied as they were by uncommon purity of
+character, had procured from him and his friends a degree of respect not
+usually bestowed upon women of that period. She was a most welcome
+auditor to the philosophers, poets, and artists, who were ever fond of
+gathering round the good old man; and when it was either necessary or
+proper to remain in her own apartment, there was the treasured wisdom of
+Thales, Pythagoras, Hesiod, Homer, Simonides, Ibycus, and Pindar. More
+than one of these precious volumes were transcribed entirely by her own
+hand.
+
+In the midst of such communion, her spirit drank freely from the
+fountains of sublime knowledge; which, "like the purest waters of the
+earth, can be obtained only by digging deep,--but when they are found,
+they rise up to meet us."
+
+The intense love of the beautiful, thus acquired, far from making the
+common occupations of life distasteful, threw over them a sort of poetic
+interest, as a richly painted window casts its own glowing colours on
+mere boards and stones. The higher regions of her mind were never
+obscured by the clouds of daily care; but thence descended perpetual
+sunshine, to gild the vapour.
+
+On this day, however, Philothea's mind was less serene than usual. The
+unaccountable change in Eudora's character perplexed and troubled her.
+When she parted from her to go into the Acropolis, she had left her as
+innocent and contented as a little child; and so proud and satisfied in
+Philaemon's love, that she deemed herself the happiest of all happy
+beings: at the close of six short months, she found her transformed into
+a vain, restless, ambitious woman, wild for distinction, and impatient
+of restraint.
+
+All this Philothea was disposed to pity and forgive; for she felt that
+frequent intercourse with Aspasia might have dazzled even a stronger
+mind, and changed a less susceptible heart. Her own diminished
+influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present
+views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her
+power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful.
+
+Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the
+favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her
+and confess all her anxieties. But Eudora came not, as she had ever been
+wont to do, in the intervals of household occupation; and this obvious
+neglect drove Philothea's kind impulses back upon her heart.
+
+Hylax, as he ran round the garden, barking and jumping at the birds in
+the air, instantly knew her voice, and came capering in, bounding up at
+her side, and licking her hand. The tears came to Philothea's eyes, as
+she stooped to caress the affectionate animal: "Poor Hylax," said she,
+"_you_ have not changed." She gathered some flowers, and twined them
+round the dog's neck, thinking this simple artifice might bring a visit
+from her friend.
+
+But the sun went down, and still she had not caught a glimpse of Eudora,
+even in the garden. Her affectionate anxiety was almost deepening into
+sadness, when Anaxagoras returned, accompanied by the Ethiopian boy.
+
+"I bring an offering from the munificent Tithonus," said the
+philosopher: "He came with my disciples to-day, and we have had much
+discourse together. To-morrow he departs from Athens; and he bade me say
+that he hoped his farewell gift would not be unacceptable to her whose
+voice made even Pindar's strains more majestic and divine."
+
+The boy uncovered an image he carried in his arms, and with low
+obeisance presented it to Philothea. It was a small statue of Urania,
+wrought in ivory and gold. The beautiful face was turned upward, as if
+regarding the heavens with quiet contemplation. A crown of golden
+planets encircled the head, and the scarf, enamelled with deep and vivid
+azure, likewise glowed with stars.
+
+Philothea smiled, as she glanced round the apartment, and said, "It is a
+humble shrine for a Muse so heavenly."
+
+"Honesty and innocence are fitter companions for the gods, than mere
+marble and gold," replied the philosopher.
+
+As a small indication of respect and gratitude, the maiden sent Tithonus
+a roll of papyrus, on which she had neatly copied Pindar's Odes; and the
+boy, haying received a few oboli for his trouble, returned charged with
+thanks and good wishes for his master.
+
+Philothea, spontaneously yielding to the old habit of enjoying
+everything with her friend, took the statue in her arms, and went
+directly to her room. Eudora was kind and cheerful, but strangely
+fluttered. She praised the beautiful image in the excessive terms of one
+who feels little, and is therefore afraid of not saying enough. Her mind
+was evidently disturbed with thoughts quite foreign to the subject of
+her conversation; but, making an effort at self-possession, she said, "I
+too have had a present: Artaphernes sent it because my voice reminded
+him of one he loved in his youth." She unfolded a roll of perfumed
+papyrus, and displayed a Persian veil of gold and silver tissue.
+Philothea pronounced it fit for the toilette of a queen; but frankly
+confessed that it was too gorgeous to suit her taste.
+
+At parting, she urged Eudora to share her apartment for the night. The
+maiden refused, under the pretext of illness; but when her friend
+offered to remain with her, she hastily replied that she should be much
+better alone.
+
+As Philothea passed through the sheltered avenue, she saw Milza
+apparently assisting Geta in cleansing some marbles; and thinking
+Phidias would be pleased with the statue, she asked Geta to convey it to
+his room. He replied, "My master has gone to visit a friend at Salamis,
+and will not return until morning." The maiden was much surprised that
+her friend had made no allusion to this circumstance; but she forbore to
+return and ask an explanation.
+
+Another subject attracted her attention and occupied some share of her
+thoughts. She had observed that Geta and Milza appeared much confused
+when she spoke to them. When she inquired what Geta had been saying, the
+pretty Arcadian, with an averted face, replied, "He called me to see a
+marble dog, barking as if he had life in him; only he did not make any
+noise."
+
+"Was that all Geta talked of?" said Philothea.
+
+"He asked me if I liked white kids," answered the blushing peasant.
+
+"And what did you tell him?" inquired the maiden.
+
+With a bashful mixture of simplicity and archness, the young damsel
+answered, "I told him I liked white kids very much."
+
+Philothea smiled, and asked no more questions. When she repeated this
+brief conversation to Anaxagoras, he heard it with affectionate interest
+in Milza's welfare, and promised to have a friendly talk with
+honest-hearted Geta.
+
+The wakefulness and excitement of the preceding night had been quite at
+variance with the tranquil regularity of Philothea's habits; and the
+slight repose, which she usually enjoyed in the afternoon, had been
+disturbed by her grandfather, who came to say that Paralus was with him,
+and wished to see her a few moments, before they went out to the Piraeus
+together. Being therefore unusually weary, both in body and mind, the
+maiden early retired to her couch; and with mingled thoughts of her
+lover and her friend, she soon fell into a profound sleep.
+
+She dreamed of being with Paralus in an olive grove, over the deep
+verdure of which shining white blossoms were spread, like a silver veil.
+Her lover played upon his flute, while she leaned against a tree and
+listened. Soon, the air was filled with a multitude of doves, flocking
+from every side; and the flapping of their wings kept time to the music.
+
+Then, suddenly, the scene changed to the garden of Phidias. The statues
+seemed to smile upon her, and the flowers looked up bright and cheerful,
+in an atmosphere more mild than the day, but warmer than the moon.
+Presently, one of the smiling statues became a living likeness of
+Eudora, and with delighted expression gazed earnestly on the ground.
+Philothea looked to see what excited her admiration--and lo! a large
+serpent, shining with green and gold, twisted itself among the flowers
+in manifold involutions; and wheresoever the beautiful viper glided,
+the blossoms became crisped and blackened, as if fire had passed over
+them. With a sudden spring the venomous creature coiled itself about
+Eudora's form, and its poisoned tongue seemed just ready to glance into
+her heart; yet still the maiden laughed merrily, heedless of her danger.
+
+Philothea awoke with a thrill of anguish; but thankful to realize that
+it was all a dream, she murmured a brief prayer, turned upon her couch,
+and soon yielded to the influence of extreme drowsiness.
+
+In her sleep, she seemed to be working at her embroidery; and Hylax came
+and tugged at her robe, until she followed him into the garden. There
+Eudora stood smiling, and the glittering serpent was again dancing
+before her.
+
+Disturbed by the recurrence of this unpleasant dream, the maiden
+remained awake for a considerable time, listening to the voices of her
+grandfather and his guests, which still came up with a murmuring sound
+from the room below. Gradually her senses were lulled into slumber; and
+again the same dream recurred to distress and waken her.
+
+Unable longer to resist the strength of her impressions, Philothea
+arose, and descending a few of the steps, which led to the lower part of
+the house, she looked into the garden, through one of the apertures that
+had been left in the wall for the admission of light. Behind a statue of
+Erato, she was sure that she saw coloured drapery floating in the
+moonlight. Moving on to the next aperture, she distinctly perceived
+Eudora standing by the statue; and instead of the graceful serpent,
+Alcibiades knelt before her. His attitude and gesture were impassioned;
+and though the expression of Eudora's countenance could not be seen,
+she was evidently giving him no ungracious audience.
+
+Philothea put her hand to her heart, which throbbed violently with
+painful emotion. Her first thought was to end this interview at all
+hazards; but she was of a timid nature; and when she had folded her robe
+and veil about her, her courage failed. Again she looked through the
+aperture and saw that the arm of Alcibiades rested on the shoulder of
+her misguided friend.
+
+Without taking time for a second thought, she sprang down the remaining
+steps, darted through the private avenue into the garden, and standing
+directly before the deluded girl, she exclaimed, in a tone of earnest
+expostulation, "Eudora!"
+
+With a half-suppressed scream, the maiden disappeared. Alcibiades, with
+characteristic boldness, seized Philothea's robe, exclaiming, "What have
+we here? So help me Aphrodite! it is the lovely Canephora of the
+gardens! Now Eros forsake me if I lose this chance to look on her
+heavenly face again."
+
+He attempted to raise the veil, which the terrified maiden grasped
+convulsively, as she tried to extricate herself from his hold.
+
+At that instant, a stern voice sounded from the opposite wall; and
+Philothea, profiting by the sudden surprise into which Alcibiades was
+thrown, darted through the avenue, bolted the door, and in an instant
+after was within the sanctuary of her own chamber.
+
+Here the tumult of mingled emotion subsided in a flood of tears. She
+mourned over the shameful infatuation of Eudora, and she acutely felt
+the degradation attached to her own accidental share in the scene. With
+these thoughts was mingled deep pity for the pure-minded and excellent
+Philaemon. She was sure that it was his voice she had heard from the
+wall; and she rightly conjectured that, after his prolonged interview
+with Anaxagoras, he had partly ascended the ladder leading to the
+house-top, and looked through the fluttering grape-leaves at the
+dwelling of his beloved.
+
+The agitation of her mind prevented all thoughts of sleep. Again and
+again she looked out anxiously. All was hushed and motionless. The
+garden reposed in the moonbeams, like truths, which receive no warmth
+from the heart--seen only in the clear, cold light of reason. The plants
+were visible, but colourless; and the statues stood immovable in their
+silent, lifeless beauty.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+  Persuasive is the voice of Vice,
+  That spreads the insidious snare.
+                            AESCHYLUS.
+
+
+Early the next morning, painful as the task was, Philothea went to
+Eudora's room; for she felt that if she ever hoped to save her, she must
+gain influence now.
+
+The maiden had risen from her couch, and was leaning her head on her
+hand, in an attitude of deep thought. She raised her eyes as Philothea
+entered, and her face was instantly suffused with the crimson flush of
+shame. She made no reply to the usual salutations of the morning, but
+with evident agitation twisted and untwisted some shreds that had fallen
+from her embroidery.
+
+For a moment her friend stood irresolute. She felt a strong impulse to
+put her arm around Eudora's neck and conjure her, even for her own sake,
+to be frank and confiding; but the scene in the garden returned to her
+memory, and she recoiled from her beloved companion, as from something
+polluted.
+
+Still ignorant how far the deluded girl was involved, she felt that the
+manner in which she deported herself toward her, might perhaps fix her
+destiny for good or evil. With a kind, but trembling voice, she said,
+"Eudora, will you tell me whether the interview I witnessed last night
+was an appointed one?"
+
+Eudora persevered in silence, but her agitation obviously increased.
+
+Her friend looked earnestly in her excited countenance for a moment,
+and then said, "Eudora, I do entreat you to tell me the whole truth in
+this matter."
+
+"I have not yet learned what right you have to inquire," replied the
+misguided maiden.
+
+Philothea's eyes were filled with tears, as she said, "Does the love we
+have felt for each other from our earliest childhood, give me no claim
+to your confidence? Had we ever a cake, or a bunch of grapes, of which
+one did not reserve for the other the largest and best portion? I well
+remember the day when you broke the little marble kid Phidias had given
+you. You fairly sobbed yourself to sleep in my lap, while I smoothed
+back the silky curls all wet with your tears, and sung my childish songs
+to please you. You came to me with all your infant troubles--and in our
+maturer years, have we not shared all our thoughts? Oh, still trust to
+the affection that never deceived you. Believe me, dear Eudora, you
+would not wish to conceal your purposes and actions from your earliest
+and best friend, unless you had an inward consciousness of something
+wrong. Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and
+wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what
+to do, it always cautions us what not to do. Have you not of late
+struggled against the warnings of this friendly spirit? Is it safe to
+contend with him, till his voice recedes, like music in the distance,
+and is heard no more?"
+
+She looked earnestly in Eudora's face for a moment, and perceiving that
+her feelings were somewhat softened, she added, "I will not again ask
+whether the meeting of last night was an appointed one; for you surely
+would repel the suspicion, if you could do so with truth. It is too
+evident that this insinuating man has fascinated you, as he already has
+done hundreds of others; and for the sake of his transient flattery, you
+have thrown away Philaemon's pure and constant love. Yet the passing
+notice of Alcibiades is a distinction you will share with half the
+maidens of Athens. When another new face attracts his fancy, you will be
+forgotten; but you cannot so easily forget your own folly. The friends
+you cast from you can never be regained; tranquillity of mind will
+return no more; conscious innocence, which makes the human countenance a
+tablet for the gods to write upon, can never be restored. And for what
+will you lose all this? Think for a moment what is the destiny of those
+women, who, following the steps of Aspasia, seek happiness in the homage
+paid to triumphant beauty--youth wasted in restless excitement, and old
+age embittered by the consciousness of deserved contempt. For this, are
+you willing to relinquish the happiness that attends a quiet discharge
+of duty, and the cheerful intercourse of true affection?"
+
+In a tone of offended pride, Eudora answered: "Philothea, if I were what
+you seem to believe me, your words would be appropriate; but I have
+never had any other thought than that of being the acknowledged wife of
+Alcibiades."
+
+"Has he then made you believe that he would divorce Hipparete?"
+
+"Yes--he has solemnly sworn it. Such a transaction would have nothing
+remarkable in it. Each revolving moon sees similar events occur in
+Athens. The wife of Pericles had a destiny like that of her namesake; of
+whom the poets write that she was beloved for awhile by Olympian Zeus,
+and afterward changed into a quail. Pericles promised Aspasia that he
+would divorce Asteria and marry her; and he has kept his word. Hipparete
+is not so very beautiful or gifted, as to make it improbable that
+Alcibiades might follow his example."
+
+"It is a relief to my heart," said Philothea, "to find that you have
+been deluded with hopes, which, however deceitful, render you
+comparatively innocent. But believe me, Eudora, Alcibiades will never
+divorce Hipparete. If he should do so, the law would compel him to
+return her magnificent dowry. Her connections have wealth and influence;
+and her brother Callias has promised that she shall be his heir. The
+paternal fortune of Alcibiades has all been expended, except his estate
+near Erchia; and this he knows full well is quite insufficient to
+support his luxury and pride."
+
+Eudora answered warmly, "If you knew Alcibiades, you would not suspect
+him of such sordid motives. He would throw money into the sea like dust,
+if it stood in the way of his affections."
+
+"I am well aware of his pompous wastefulness, when he wishes to purchase
+popularity by lavish expenditure," replied Philothea. "But Alcibiades
+has found hearts a cheap commodity, and he will not buy with drachmae,
+what he can so easily obtain by flattery. Your own heart, I believe, is
+not really touched. Your imagination is dazzled with his splendid
+chariots of ivory inlaid with silver; his unrivalled stud of Phasian
+horses; his harnesses of glittering brass; the golden armour which he
+loves to display at festivals; his richly-coloured garments, fresh from
+the looms of Sardis, and redolent with the perfumes of the East. You are
+proud of his notice, because you see that other maidens are flattered by
+it; because his statue stands among the Olympionicae, in the sacred
+groves of Zeus, and because all Athens rings with the praises of his
+beauty, his gracefulness, his magnificence, and his generosity."
+
+"I am not so weak as your words imply," rejoined Eudora. "I believe that
+I love Alcibiades better than I ever loved Philaemon; and if the consent
+of Phidias can be obtained, I cannot see why you should object to our
+marriage."
+
+For a few moments, Philothea remained in hopeless silence; then, in a
+tone of tender expostulation, she continued: "Eudora, I would the power
+were given me to open your eyes before it is too late! If Hipparete be
+not beautiful, she certainly is not unpleasing; her connections have
+high rank and great wealth; she is virtuous and affectionate, and the
+mother of his children. If, with all these claims, she can be so lightly
+turned away for the sake of a lovelier face, what can you expect, when
+your beauty no longer has the charm of novelty? You, who have neither
+wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious
+man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why
+does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?"
+
+"It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for
+Philaemon," replied Eudora; "but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him
+to consult our wishes. I know, better than you possibly can, what
+reasons I have to trust the strength of his affection. Aspasia says she
+has never seen him so deeply in love as he is now."
+
+"It is as I feared," said Philothea; "the voice of that siren is luring
+you to destruction."
+
+Eudora answered, in an angry tone, "I love Aspasia; and it offends me to
+hear her spoken of in this manner. If you are content to be a slave,
+like the other Grecian women, who bring water and grind corn for their
+masters, I have no objection. I have a spirit within me that demands a
+wider field of action, and I enjoy the freedom that reigns in Aspasia's
+house. Alcibiades says he does not blame women for not liking to be shut
+up within four walls all their life-time, ashamed to show their faces
+like other mortals."
+
+Quietly, but sadly, Philothea replied: "Farewell, Eudora. May the powers
+that guide our destiny, preserve you from any real cause for shame. You
+are now living in Calypso's island; and divine beings alone can save you
+from the power of her enchantments."
+
+Eudora made no response, and did not even raise her eyes, as her
+companion left the apartment.
+
+As Philothea passed through the garden, she saw Milza standing in the
+shadow of the vines, feeding a kid with some flowers she held in her
+hand, while Geta was fastening a crimson cord about its neck. A glad
+influence passed from this innocent group into the maiden's heart, like
+the glance of a sunbeam over a dreary landscape.
+
+"Is the kid yours, Milza?" she asked, with an affectionate smile.
+
+The happy little peasant raised her eyes with an arch expression, but
+instantly lowered them again, covered with blushes. It was a look that
+told all the secrets of her young heart more eloquently than language.
+
+Philothea had drank freely from those abundant fountains of joy in the
+human soul, which remain hidden till love reveals their existence, as
+secret springs are said to be discovered by a magic wand. With
+affectionate sympathy she placed her hand gently on Milza's head, and
+said, "Be good--and the gods will ever provide friends for you."
+
+The humble lovers gazed after her with a blessing in their eyes; and in
+the consciousness of this, her meek spirit found a solace for the wounds
+Eudora had given.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+  O Zeus! why hast thou given us certain proof
+  To know adulterate gold, but stamped no mark,
+  Where it is needed most, on man's base metal?
+                                       EURIPIDES.
+
+
+When Philothea returned to her grandfather's apartment, she found the
+good old man with an open tablet before him, and the remainder of a rich
+cluster of grapes lying on a shell by his side.
+
+"I have wanted you, my child," said he, "Have you heard the news all
+Athens is talking of, that you sought your friend so early in the day?
+You are not wont to be so eager to carry tidings."
+
+"I have not heard the rumours whereof you speak," replied Philothea.
+"What is it, my father?"
+
+"Hipparete went from Aspasia's house to her brother Callias, instead of
+the dwelling of her husband," rejoined Anaxagoras: "by his advice she
+refused to return; and she yesterday appealed to the archons for a
+divorce from Alcibiades, on the plea of his notorious profligacy.
+Alcibiades, hearing of this, rushed into the assembly, with his usual
+boldness, seized his wife in his arms, carried her through the crowd,
+and locked her up in her own apartment. No man ventured to interfere
+with this lawful exercise of his authority. It is rumoured that
+Hipparete particularly accused him of promising marriage to Electra the
+Corinthian, and Eudora, of the household of Phidias."
+
+For the first time in her life, Philothea turned away her face, to
+conceal its expression, while she inquired in a tremulous tone whether
+these facts had been told to Philaemon, the preceding evening.
+
+"Some of the guests were speaking of it when he entered," replied
+Anaxagoras; "but no one alluded to it in his presence. Perhaps he had
+heard the rumour, for he seemed sad and disquieted, and joined little in
+the conversation."
+
+Embarrassed by the questions which her grandfather was naturally
+disposed to ask, Philothea briefly confessed that a singular change had
+taken place in Eudora's character, and begged permission to silent on a
+subject so painful to her feelings. She felt strongly inclined to return
+immediately to her deluded friend; but the hopelessness induced by her
+recent conversation, combined with the necessity of superintending Milza
+in some of her household occupations, occasioned a few hours' delay.
+
+As she attempted to cross the garden for that purpose, she saw Eudora
+enter hastily by the private gate, and pass to her own apartment.
+Philothea instantly followed her, and found that she had thrown herself
+on the couch, sobbing violently. She put her arms about her neck, and
+affectionately inquired the cause of her distress.
+
+For a long time the poor girl resisted every soothing effort, and
+continued to weep bitterly. At last, in a voice stifled with sobs, she
+said, "I was indeed deceived; and you, Philothea, was my truest friend;
+as you have always been."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden imprinted a kiss upon her hand, and asked
+whether it was Hipparete's appeal to the archons, that had so suddenly
+convinced her of the falsehood of Alcibiades.
+
+"I have heard it all," replied Eudora, with a deep blush; "and I have
+heard my name coupled with epithets never to be repeated to your pure
+ears. I was so infatuated that, after you left me this morning, I sought
+the counsels of Aspasia, to strengthen me in the course I had determined
+to pursue. As I approached her apartment, the voice of Alcibiades met my
+ear. I stopped and listened. I heard him exult in his triumph over
+Hipparete; I heard my name joined with Electra, the wanton Corinthian. I
+heard him boast how easily our affections had been won; I heard--"
+
+She paused for a few moments, with a look of intense shame, and the
+tears fell fast upon her robe.
+
+In gentle tones Philothea said, "These are precious tears, Eudora. They
+will prove like spring-showers, bringing forth fragrant blossoms."
+
+With sudden impulse, the contrite maiden threw her arms around her neck,
+saying, in a subdued voice, "You must not be so kind to me--it will
+break my heart."
+
+By degrees the placid influence of her friend calmed her perturbed
+spirit. "Philothea," she said, "I promise with solemn earnestness to
+tell you every action of my life, and every thought of my soul; but
+never ask me to repeat all I heard at Aspasia's dwelling. The words went
+through my heart like poisoned arrows."
+
+"Nay," replied Philothea, smiling; "they have healed, not poisoned."
+
+Eudora sighed, as she added, "When I came away, in anger and in shame, I
+heard that false man singing in mockery:
+
+  "Count me on the summer trees
+  Every leaf that courts the breeze;
+  Count me on the foamy deep
+  Every wave that sinks to sleep;
+  Then when you have numbered these,
+  Billowy tides and leafy trees,
+  Count me all the flames I prove,
+  All the gentle nymphs I love."
+
+Philothea, how could you, who are so pure yourself, see so much clearer
+than I did the treachery of that bad man?"
+
+The maiden replied, "Mortals, without the aid of experience, would
+always be aware of the presence of evil, if they sought to put away the
+love of it in their own hearts, and in silent obedience listened to the
+voice of their guiding spirit. Flowers feel the approach of storms, and
+birds need none to teach them the enmity of serpents. This knowledge is
+given to them as perpetually as the sunshine; and they receive it fully,
+because their little lives are all obedience and love."
+
+"Then, dearest Philothea, you may well know when evil approaches. By
+some mysterious power you have ever known my heart better than I myself
+have known it. I now perceive that you told me the truth when you said I
+was not blinded by love, but by foolish pride. If it were not so, my
+feelings could not so easily have turned to hatred. I have more than
+once tried to deceive you, but you will feel that I am not now speaking
+falsely. The interview you witnessed was the first and only one I ever
+granted to Alcibiades."
+
+Philothea freely expressed her belief in this assertion, and her joy
+that the real character of the graceful hypocrite had so soon been made
+manifest. Her thoughts turned towards Philaemon; but certain
+recollections restrained the utterance of his name. They were both
+silent for a few moments; and Eudora's countenance was troubled. She
+looked up earnestly in her friend's face, but instantly turned away her
+eyes, and fixing them on the ground, said, in a low and timid voice, "Do
+you think Philaemon can ever love me again?"
+
+Philothea felt painfully embarrassed; for when she recollected how
+deeply Philaemon was enamoured of purity in women, she dared not answer
+in the language of hope.
+
+While she yet hesitated, Dione came to say that her master required the
+attendance of Eudora alone in his apartment.
+
+Phidias had always exacted implicit obedience from his household, and
+Eudora's gratitude towards him had ever been mingled with fear. The
+consciousness of recent misconduct filled her with extreme dread. Her
+countenance became deadly pale, as she turned toward her friend, and
+said, "Oh, Philothea, go with me."
+
+The firm-hearted maiden took her arm gently within her own, and
+whispered, "Speak the truth, and trust in the Divine Powers."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+  Thus it is; I have made those
+  Averse to me whom nature formed my friends;
+  Those, who from me deserved no ill, to win
+  Thy grace, I gave just cause to be my foes;
+  And thou, most vile of men, thou hast betrayed me.
+                                            EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Phidias was alone, with a large unfinished drawing before him, on a
+waxen tablet. Various groups of statues were about the room; among which
+was conspicuous the beautiful workmanship of Myron, representing a
+kneeling Paris offering the golden apple to Aphrodite; and by a mode of
+flattery common with Athenian artists, the graceful youth bore the
+features of Alcibiades. Near this group was Hera and Pallas, from the
+hand of Phidias; characterized by a severe majesty of expression, as
+they looked toward Paris and his voluptuous goddess in quiet scorn.
+
+Stern displeasure was visible in the countenance of the great sculptor.
+As the maidens entered, with their faces covered, he looked up, and said
+coldly, "I bade that daughter of unknown parents come into my presence
+unattended."
+
+Eudora keenly felt the reproach implied by the suppression of her name,
+which Phidias deemed she had dishonoured; and the tremulous motion of
+her veil betrayed her agitation.
+
+Philothea spoke in a mild, but firm voice: "Son of Charmides, by the
+friendship of my father, I conjure you do not require me to forsake
+Eudora in this hour of great distress."
+
+In a softened tone, Phidias replied: "The daughter of Alcimenes knows
+that for his sake, and for the sake of her own gentle nature, I can
+refuse her nothing."
+
+"I give thee thanks," rejoined the maiden, "and relying on this
+assurance, I will venture to plead for this helpless orphan, whom the
+gods committed to thy charge. The counsels of Aspasia have led her into
+error; and is the son of Charmides blameless, for bringing one so young
+within the influence of that seductive woman?"
+
+After a short pause, Phidias answered: "Philothea, it is true that my
+pride in her gift of sweet sounds first brought her into the presence of
+that bad and dangerous man; it was contrary to Philaemon's wishes, too;
+and in this I have erred. If that giddy damsel can tell me the meeting
+in the garden was not by her own consent, I will again restore her to my
+confidence. Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?"
+
+Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have
+sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend.
+
+Philothea, pitying her distress, said, "Son of Charmides, I do not
+believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but
+remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by
+falsehood. Alcibiades has had no other interview than that one, of which
+the divine Phoebus sent a messenger to warn me in my sleep. For that
+fault, the deluded maiden has already suffered a bitter portion of shame
+and grief."
+
+After a short silence, Phidias spoke: "Eudora, when I called you
+hither, it was with the determination of sending you to the temple of
+Castor and Polydeuces, there to be offered for sale to your paramour,
+who has already tried, in a secret way, to purchase you, by the
+negociation of powerful friends; but Philothea has not pleaded for you
+in vain. I will not punish your fault so severely as Alcibiades ventured
+to hope. You shall remain under my protection. But from henceforth you
+must never leave your own apartment, without my express permission,
+which will not soon be granted. I dare not trust your sudden repentance;
+and shall therefore order a mastiff to be chained to your door. Dione
+will bring you bread and water only. If you fail in obedience, the fate
+I first intended will assuredly be yours, without time given for
+expostulation. Now go to the room that opens into the garden; and there
+remain, till I send Dione to conduct you to your own apartment."
+
+Eudora was so completely humbled, that these harsh words aroused no
+feeling of offended pride. Her heart was too full for utterance; and her
+eyes so blinded with tears, that, as she turned to leave the apartment,
+she frequently stumbled over the scattered fragments of marble.
+
+It was a day of severe trials for the poor maiden. They had remained but
+a short time waiting for Dione, when Philaemon entered, conducted by
+Phidias, who immediately left the apartment. Eudora instantly bowed her
+head upon the couch, and covered her face with her hands.
+
+In a voice tremulous with emotion, the young man said, "Eudora,
+notwithstanding the bitter recollection of where I last saw you, I have
+earnestly wished to see you once more--to hear from your own lips
+whether the interview I witnessed in the garden was by your own
+appointment. Although many things in your late conduct have surprised
+and grieved me, I am slow to believe that you could have taken a step so
+unmaidenly; particularly at this time, when it has pleased the gods to
+load me with misfortunes. By the affection I once cherished, I entreat
+you to tell me whether that meeting was unexpected."
+
+He waited in vain for any other answer than audible sobs. After a slight
+pause, he continued: "Eudora, I wait for a reply more positive than
+silence. Let me hear from your own lips the words that must decide my
+destiny. Perchance it is the last favour I shall ever ask."
+
+The repentant maiden, without looking up, answered, in broken accents,
+"Philaemon, I will not add deceit to other wrongs, I must speak the
+truth, if my heart is broken. I did consent to that interview."
+
+The young man bowed his head in silent anguish against one of the
+pillars--his breast heaved, and his lips quivered. After a hard struggle
+with himself, he said, "Farewell, Eudora. I shall never again intrude
+upon your presence. Many will flatter you; but none will love you as I
+have loved."
+
+With a faint shriek, Eudora sprung forward, and threw herself at his
+feet. She would have clasped his knees, but he involuntarily recoiled
+from her touch, and gathered the folds of his robe about him.
+
+Then the arrow entered deeply into her heart, She rested her burning
+forehead against the marble pillar, and said, in tones of agonized
+entreaty, "I never met him but once."
+
+Philothea, who during this scene had wept like an infant, laid her hand
+beseechingly on his arm, and added, "Son of Chaerilaues, remember that
+was the only interview."
+
+Philaemon shook his head mournfully, as he replied, "But I cannot forget
+that it was an appointed one.--We can never meet again."
+
+He turned hastily to leave the room; but lingered on the threshold, and
+looked back upon Eudora with an expression of unutterable sadness.
+
+Philothea perceived the countenance of her unhappy friend grow rigid
+beneath his gaze. She hastened to raise her from the ground whereon she
+knelt, and received her senseless in her arms.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+  Fare thee well, perfidious maid!
+  My soul,--its fondest hopes betrayed,
+  Betrayed, perfidious girl, by thee,--
+  Is now on wing for liberty.
+  I fly to seek a kindlier sphere,
+  Since thou hast ceased to love me here.
+                                  ANACREON.
+
+
+Not long after the parting interview with Eudora, Philaemon, sad and
+solitary, slowly wended his way from Athens. As he passed along the
+banks of the Illyssus, he paused for a moment, and stood with folded
+arms, before the chaste and beautiful little temple of Agrotera, the
+huntress with the unerring bow.
+
+The temple was shaded by lofty plane trees, and thickly intertwined
+willows, among which transparent rivulets glided in quiet beauty; while
+the marble nymphs, with which the grove was adorned, looked modestly
+down upon the sparkling waters, as if awe-stricken by the presence of
+their sylvan goddess.
+
+A well-known voice said, "Enter Philaemon. It is a beautiful retreat. The
+soft verdant grass tempts to repose; a gentle breeze brings fragrance
+from the blossoms; and the grasshoppers are chirping with a summer-like
+and sonorous sound. Enter, my son."
+
+"Thanks, Anaxagoras," replied Philaemon, as he moved forward to give and
+receive the cordial salutation of his friend: "I have scarcely travelled
+far enough to need repose; but the day is sultry, and this balmy air is
+indeed refreshing."
+
+"Whither leads your path, my son?" inquired the good old man. "I
+perceive that no servant follows you with a seat whereon to rest, when
+you wish to enjoy the prospect, and your garments are girded about you,
+like one who travels afar."
+
+"I seek Mount Hymettus, my father," replied Philaemon: "There I shall
+stop to-night, to take my last look of Athens. To-morrow, I join a
+company on their way to Persia; where they say Athenian learning is
+eagerly sought by the Great King and his nobles."
+
+"And would you have left Athens without my blessing?" inquired
+Anaxagoras.
+
+"In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting," rejoined
+Philaemon. "Not even my beloved Paralus is aware that the homeless
+outcast of ungrateful Athens has left her walls forever."
+
+The aged philosopher endeavoured to speak, but his voice was tremulous
+with emotion. After a short pause, he put his arm within Philaemon's, and
+said, "My son, we will journey together. I shall easily find my way back
+to Athens before the lamps of evening are lighted."
+
+The young man spoke of the wearisome walk; and reminded him that Ibycus,
+the beloved of the gods, was murdered while returning to the city after
+twilight. But the philosopher replied, "My old limbs are used to
+fatigue, and everybody knows that the plain robe of Anaxagoras conceals
+no gold."
+
+As they passed along through the smiling fields of Agra, the
+cheerfulness of the scene redoubled the despondency of the exile. Troops
+of laughing girls were returning from the vineyards with baskets full
+of grapes; women were grinding corn, singing merrily, as they toiled;
+groups of boys were throwing quoits, or seated on the grass eagerly
+playing at dice, and anon filling the air with their shouts; in one
+place was a rural procession in honour of Dionysus; in another, loads of
+pure Pentelic marble were on their way from the quarry, to increase the
+architectural glory of Athens.
+
+"I could almost envy that senseless stone!" exclaimed Philaemon. "It goes
+where I have spent many a happy hour, and where I shall never enter
+more. It is destined for the Temple of the Muses, which Plato is causing
+to be built among the olive-groves of Academus. The model is more
+beautifully simple than anything I have ever seen."
+
+"The grove of Academus is one of the few places now remaining where
+virtue is really taught and encouraged," rejoined Anaxagoras. "As for
+these new teachers, misnamed philosophers, they are rapidly hastening
+the decay of a state whose diseases produced them."
+
+"A few days since, I heard one of the sophists talking to crowds of
+people in the old Agora," said Philaemon; "and truly his doctrines
+formed a strange contrast with the severe simplicity of virtue expressed
+in the countenances of Solon, Aristides, and the other god-like statues
+that stood around him. He told the populace that it was unquestionably a
+great blessing to commit an injury with impunity; but as there was more
+evil in suffering an injury than there was good in committing one, it
+was necessary to have the subject regulated by laws: that justice,
+correctly defined, meant nothing more than the interest of the
+strongest; that a just man always fared worse than the unjust, because
+he neglected to aggrandize himself by dishonest actions, and thus became
+unpopular among his acquaintances; while those who were less scrupulous,
+grew rich and were flattered. He said the weak very naturally considered
+justice as a common right; but he who had power, if he had likewise
+courage, would never submit to any such agreement: that they who praised
+virtue, did it because they had some object to gain from those who had
+less philosophy than themselves; and these pretended worthies, if they
+could act invisibly, would soon be found in the same path with the
+villain. He called rhetoric the noblest of the arts, because it enabled
+an ignorant man to appear to know as much as one who was thoroughly
+master of his subject. Some of the people demanded what he had to say of
+the gods, since he had spoken so ably of men. With an unpleasant mixture
+of derision and feigned humility, the sophist replied, that he left such
+vast subjects to be discussed by the immortal Socrates. He forthwith
+left the Agora, and many a loud laugh and profane jest followed his
+departure. When such doctrines can be uttered without exciting
+indignation, it is easy to foresee the destinies of the state."
+
+"Thucydides speaks truly," rejoined Anaxagoras: "In the history he is
+writing, he says,--The Athenian people are beginning to be more fond of
+calling dishonest men able, than simple men honest; and that statesmen
+begin to be ashamed of the more worthy title, while they take pride in
+the other: thus sincerity, of which there is much in generous natures,
+will be laughed down; while wickedness and hypocrisy are everywhere
+triumphant."
+
+"But evil grows weary of wearing a mask in reluctant homage to good,"
+replied Philaemon; "she is ever seeking to push it aside, with the hope
+that men may become accustomed to her face, and find more beauty
+therein, than in the disguise she wears. The hidden thought at last
+struggles forth into expression, and cherished passions assume a form in
+action. One of the sophists has already given notice that he can teach
+any young man how to prove that right is wrong, or wrong is right. It is
+said that Xanthippus has sent his son to benefit by these instructions,
+with a request that he may learn the art thoroughly, but be taught to
+use it only in the right way."
+
+"Your words are truth, my son," answered the philosopher; "and the blame
+should rest on those who taint the stream at its source, rather than
+with them who thoughtlessly drink of it in its wanderings. The great and
+the gifted of Athens, instead of yielding reverent obedience to the
+unchangeable principle of truth, have sought to make it the servant of
+their own purposes. Forgetful of its eternal nature, they strive to
+change it into arbitrary forms of their own creating; and then marvel
+because other minds present it in forms more gross and disgusting than
+their own. They do not ask what is just or unjust, true or untrue, but
+content themselves with recommending virtue, as far as it advances
+interest, or contributes to popularity; and when virtue ceases to be
+fashionable, the multitude can no longer find a satisfactory reason for
+adhering to it. But when the teachers of the populace hear their vulgar
+pupils boldly declare that vice is as good as virtue, provided a man can
+follow it with success, pride prevents them from seeing that this maxim
+is one of their own doctrines stripped of its equestrian robes, and
+shown in democratic plainness. They did not venture to deride the gods,
+or even to assert that they took no cognizance of human affairs; but
+they declared that offences against divine beings might be easily atoned
+for by a trifling portion of their own gifts--a sheep, a basket of
+fruit, or a few grains of salt, offered at stated seasons, with becoming
+decorum; and then when alone together, they smiled that such concessions
+were necessary to satisfy the superstitions of the vulgar. But disbelief
+in divine beings, and the eternal nature of truth, cannot long be
+concealed by pouring the usual libations, or maintaining a cautious
+reserve. The whispered opinions of false philosophers will soon be
+loudly echoed by the popular voice, which is less timid, because it is
+more honest. Even thus did Midas laboriously conceal the deformity of
+his head; but his barber, who saw him without disguise, whispered his
+secret in the earth, and when the winds arose, the voices of a thousand
+reeds proclaimed to the world, 'King Midas hath ass's ears.'"
+
+"The secret has already been whispered to the ground," answered
+Philaemon, smiling: "If it were not so, the comic writers would not be
+able to give with impunity such grotesque and disgusting representations
+of the gods."
+
+"And yet," rejoined the old man, "I hear that Hermippus, who has himself
+personified Hera on the stage, as an angry woman attempting to strike
+infuriated Zeus, is about to arraign me before the public tribunal,
+because I said the sun was merely a great ball of fire. This he
+construes into blasphemy against the life-giving Phoebus."
+
+"The accusation may be thus worded," said Philaemon; "but your real crime
+is that you stay away from political assemblies, and are therefore
+suspected of being unfriendly to democratic institutions. Demos
+reluctantly admits that the right to hold such opinions is an inherent
+part of liberty. Soothe the vanity of the dicasts by humble
+acknowledgments, and gratify their avarice by a plentiful distribution
+of drachmae; flatter the self-conceit of the Athenians, by assurances
+that they are the greatest, most glorious, and most consistent people
+upon earth; be careful that Cleon the tanner, and Thearion the baker,
+and Theophrastus the maker of lyres, are supplicated and praised in due
+form--and, take my word for it, the gods will be left to punish you for
+whatever offences you commit against them. They will receive no
+assistance from the violet-crowned city."
+
+"And you, my son," replied the philosopher, "would never have been
+exiled from Athens, if you had debated in the porticos with young
+citizens, who love to exhibit their own skill in deciding whether the
+true cause of the Trojan war were Helen, or the ship that carried her
+away, or the man that built the ship, or the wood whereof it was made;
+if in your style you had imitated the swelling pomp of Isagoras, where
+one solitary idea is rolled over and over in an ocean of words, like a
+small pearl tossed about in the AEgean; if you had supped with
+Hyperbolus, or been seen in the agoras, walking arm in arm with Cleon.
+With such a man as you to head their party, Pericles could not always
+retain the ascendancy, by a more adroit use of their own weapons."
+
+"As soon would I league myself with the Odomantians of Thrace!"
+exclaimed Philaemon, with an expression of strong disgust. "It is such
+men who destroy the innocence of a republic, and cause that sacred name
+to become a mockery among tyrants. The mean-souled wretches! Men who
+take from the poor daily interest for a drachma, and spend it in
+debauchery. Citizens who applauded Pericles because he gave them an
+obolus for a vote, and are now willing to see him superseded by any man
+that will give two oboli instead of one! No, my father--I could unite
+with none but an honest party--men who love the state and forget
+themselves; and such are not now found in Athens. The few that exist
+dare not form a barrier against the powerful current that would
+inevitably drive them to destruction."
+
+"You speak truth, Philaemon," rejoined Anaxagoras: "Pallas Athenae seems
+to have deserted her chosen people. The proud Spartans openly laugh at
+our approaching downfall, while the smooth Persians watch for a
+favourable moment to destroy the freedom already rendered so weak by its
+own insanity."
+
+"The fault will be attributed to democratic principles," said Philaemon;
+"but the real difficulty exists in that love of power which hides itself
+beneath the mask of Democracy, until a corrupted public can endure its
+undisguised features without execration. No one can believe that
+Pericles lessened the power of the Areopagus from a sincere conviction
+that it was for the good of the people. It was done to obtain personal
+influence, by purchasing the favour of those who had sufficient reasons
+for desiring a less equitable tribunal. Nor could he have ever supposed
+that the interests of the republic would be advanced by men whom the
+gift of an obolus could induce to vote. The Athenians have been spoiled
+by ambitious demagogues, who now try to surfeit them with flattery, as
+nurses seek to pacify noisy children with sponges dipped in honey. They
+strive to drown the din of domestic discord in boasts of foreign
+conquests; and seek to hide corruption in a blaze of glory, as they
+concealed their frauds amid the flames of the treasury."
+
+"Pericles no doubt owes his great popularity to skill in availing
+himself of existing circumstances," replied Anaxagoras; "and I am afraid
+that the same motives for corrupting, and the same willingness to be
+corrupted, will always be found in democratic institutions."
+
+"It has always been matter of surprise to me," said Philaemon, "that one
+so humble and frugal as yourself, and so zealous for the equal rights of
+all men, even the meanest citizens, should yet be so little friendly to
+that popular idol which the Athenians call Demos."
+
+The philosopher rejoined: "When I was young, I heard it said of
+Lycurgus, that being asked why he, who was such a friend to equality,
+did not bestow a democratic government upon Sparta, he answered: "Go and
+try a democracy in your own house." The reply pleased me; and a long
+residence in Athens has not yet taught me to believe that a man who is
+governed by ten thousand masters has more freedom than he who is
+governed by one."
+
+"If kings had the same natural affection for their subjects that parents
+have for their children, the comparison of Lycurgus would be just,"
+answered Philaemon.
+
+"And what think you of the paternal kindness of this republican decree
+whereby five thousand citizens have been sold into slavery, because the
+unjust confiscation of their estates rendered them unable to pay their
+debts?" said Anaxagoras.
+
+"Such an edict was passed because Athens is _not_ a republic," replied
+Philaemon. "All things are under the control of Pericles; and Aspasia
+rules him. When she heard that I remonstrated against his shameful
+marriage, she said she would sooner or later bring a Trojan horse into
+my house. She has fulfilled her threat by the same means that enabled
+Pericles to destroy the political power of some of his most influential
+enemies."
+
+"Pericles has indeed obtained unbounded influence," rejoined Anaxagoras;
+"but he did it by counterfeiting the very principle that needed to be
+checked; and this is so easily counterfeited, that democracy is always
+in danger of becoming tyranny in disguise. The Athenians are as servile
+to their popular idol, as the Persians to their hereditary one; but the
+popular idol seeks to sustain his power by ministering to that love of
+change, which allows nothing to remain sacred and established. Hence,
+two opposite evils are combined in action--the reality of despotism
+with the form of democracy; the power of a tyrant with the
+irresponsibility of a multitude. But, in judging of Pericles, you, my
+son, should strive to guard against political enmity, as I do against
+personal affection. It cannot be denied that he has often made good use
+of his influence. When Cimon brought the remains of Theseus to Athens,
+and a temple was erected over them in obedience to the oracle, it was he
+who suggested to the people that a hero celebrated for relieving the
+oppressed could not be honoured more appropriately than by making his
+temple a refuge for abused slaves."
+
+"Friendly as I am to a government truly republican," answered Philaemon,
+"it is indeed difficult to forgive the man who seduces a democracy to
+the commission of suicide, for his own advancement. His great abilities
+would receive my admiration, if they were not employed in the service of
+ambition. As for this new edict, it will prove a rebounding arrow,
+striking him who sent it. He will find ten enemies for one in the
+kindred of the banished."
+
+"While we have been talking thus sadly," said the old philosopher, "the
+fragrant thyme and murmuring bees give cheerful notice that we are
+approaching Mount Hymettus. I see the worthy peasant, Tellus, from whom
+I have often received refreshment of bread and grapes; and if it please
+you we will share his bounty now."
+
+The peasant respectfully returned their friendly greeting, and readily
+furnished clusters from his luxuriant vineyard. As the travellers seated
+themselves beneath the shelter of the vines, Tellus asked, "What news
+from Athens?"
+
+"None of importance," replied Anaxagoras, "excepting rumours of
+approaching war, and this new edict, by which so many citizens are
+suddenly reduced to poverty."
+
+"There are always those in Athens who are like the eel-catchers, that
+choose to have the waters troubled," observed the peasant. "When the lake
+is still, they lose their labour; but when the mud is well stirred, they
+take eels in plenty. My son says he gets twelve oboli for a conger-eel,
+in the Athenian markets; and that is a goodly price."
+
+The travellers smiled, and contented themselves with praising his
+grapes, without further allusion to the politics of Athens. But Tellus
+resumed the discourse, by saying, "So, I hear my old neighbour,
+Philargus, has been tried for idleness."
+
+"Even so," rejoined Anaxagoras; "and his condemnation has proved the
+best luck he ever had. The severe sentence of death was changed into a
+heavy fine; and Lysidas, the Spartan, immediately begged to be
+introduced to him, as the only gentleman he had seen or heard of in
+Athens. He has paid the fine for him, and invited him to Lacedaemon;
+that he may show his proud countrymen one Athenian who does not disgrace
+himself by industry."
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them," said Tellus. "My boy
+married a Spartan wife, and I can assure you she is a woman that looks
+lightning, and speaks mustard. When my son first told her to take the
+fish from his basket, she answered angrily, that she was no Helot."
+
+"I heard this same Lysidas, the other day," said Philaemon, "boasting
+that the Spartans were the only real freemen; and Lacedaemon the only
+place where courage and virtue always found a sure reward. I asked him
+what reward the Helots had for bravery or virtue. 'They are not
+scourged; and that is sufficient reward for the base hounds,' was his
+contemptuous reply. He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow
+freedom on their slaves; and likes the custom which permits boys to whip
+them, merely to remind them of their bondage. He ridicules the idea that
+injustice will weaken the strength of Sparta, because the gods are
+enemies to injustice. He says the sun of liberty shines brighter with
+the dark atmosphere of slavery around it; as temperance seems more
+lovely to the Spartan youth, after they have seen the Helots made
+beastly drunk for their amusement. He seems to forget that the passions
+are the same in every human breast; and that it is never wise in any
+state to create natural enemies at her own doors. But the Lacedaemonians
+make it a rule never to speak of danger from their slaves. They remind
+me of the citizens of Amyclae, who, having been called from their
+occupations by frequent rumours of war, passed a vote that no man should
+be allowed, under heavy penalties, to believe any report of intended
+invasion. When the enemy really came, no man dared to speak of their
+approach, and Amyclae was easily conquered. Lysidas boasted of salutary
+cruelty; and in the same breath told me the Helots loved their masters."
+
+"As the Spartan boys love Orthia, at whose altar they yearly receive a
+bloody whipping," said Tellus, laughing.
+
+"There is one great mistake in Lacedaemonian institutions," observed
+Anaxagoras: "They seek to avoid the degrading love of money, by placing
+every citizen above the necessity of laborious occupation; but they
+forget that the love of tyranny may prove an evil still more dangerous
+to the state."
+
+"You speak justly, my father," answered Philaemon: "The Athenian law,
+which condemns any man for speaking disrespectfully of his neighbour's
+trade, is most wise; and it augurs ill for Athens that some of her young
+equestrians begin to think it unbecoming to bring home provisions for
+their own dinner from the agoras."
+
+"Alcibiades, for instance!" exclaimed the philosopher: "He would
+consider himself disgraced by any other burthen than his fighting
+quails, which he carries out to take the air."
+
+Philaemon started up suddenly--for the name of Alcibiades stung him like
+a serpent. Immediately recovering his composure, he turned to recompense
+the hospitality of the honest peasant, and to bid him a friendly
+farewell.
+
+But Tellus answered bluntly; "No, young Athenian; I like your
+sentiments, and will not touch your coin. The gods bless you."
+
+The travellers having heartily returned his parting benediction, slowly
+ascended Mount Hymettus. When they paused to rest upon its summit, a
+glorious prospect lay stretched out before them. On the north, were
+Megara, Eleusis, and the cynosure of Marathon; in the south, numerous
+islands, like a flock of birds, reposed on the bright bosom of the
+Aegean; to the west, was the broad Piraeus with its thousand ships, and
+Athens in all her magnificence of beauty; while the stately buildings of
+distant Corinth mingled with the cloudless sky. The declining sun threw
+his refulgent mantle over the lovely scene, and temples, towers, and
+villas glowed in the purple light.
+
+The travellers stood for a few moments in perfect silence--Philaemon
+with folded arms, and Anaxagoras leaning on his staff. At length, in
+tones of deep emotion, the young man exclaimed, "Oh, Athens, how I have
+loved thee! Thy glorious existence has been a part of my own being! For
+thy prosperity how freely would I have poured out my blood! The gods
+bless thee, and save thee from thyself!"
+
+"Who could look upon her and not bless her in his heart?" said the old
+philosopher: "There she stands, fair as the heaven-born Pallas, in all
+her virgin majesty! But alas for Athens, when every man boasts of his
+own freedom, and no man respects the freedom of his neighbour. Peaceful,
+she seems, in her glorious beauty; but the volcano is heaving within,
+and already begins to throw forth its showers of smoke and stones."
+
+"Would that the gods had permitted me to share her dangers--to die and
+mingle with her beloved soil!" exclaimed Philaemon.
+
+The venerable philosopher looked up, and saw intense wretchedness in the
+countenance of his youthful friend. He laid his hand kindly upon
+Philaemon's arm; "Nay, my son," said he; "You must not take this unjust
+decree so much to heart. Of Athens nothing can be so certainly predicted
+as change. Things as trifling as the turning of a shell may restore you
+to your rights. You can even now return, if you will submit to be a mere
+sojourner in Athens. After all, what vast privileges do you lose with
+your citizenship. You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges, instead of the
+Lyceum or the Academia; but in this, the great Themistocles has given
+you honourable example. You will not be allowed to enter the theatre
+while the Athenians keep the second day of their festival Anthesteria;
+but to balance this privation, you are forbidden to vote, and are thus
+freed from all blame belonging to unjust and capricious laws."
+
+"My father, playful words cannot cure the wound," replied the exile,
+seriously: "The cherished recollections of years cannot be so easily
+torn from the heart. Athens, with all her faults, is still my own, my
+beautiful, my beloved land. They might have killed me, if they would, if
+I had but died an Athenian citizen."
+
+He spoke with a voice deeply agitated; but after a few moments of forced
+composure, he continued more cheerfully: "Let us speak of other
+subjects. We are standing here, on the self-same spot where Aristo and
+Perictione laid the infant Plato, while they sacrificed to the
+life-giving Phoebus. It was here the bees clustered about his infant
+mouth, and his mother hailed the omen of his future eloquence. Commend
+me to that admirable man, and tell him I shall vainly seek throughout
+the world to find another Plato.
+
+"Commend me likewise to the Persian Artaphernes. To his bounty I am much
+indebted. Lest he should hope that I carry away feelings hostile to
+Athens, and favourable to her enemies, say to the kind old man, that
+Philaemon will never forget his country or his friends. I have left a
+long letter to Paralus, in which my full heart has but feebly expressed
+its long-cherished friendship. When you return, you will find a trifling
+token of remembrance for yourself and Philothea. May Pallas shower her
+richest blessings upon that pure and gifted maiden."
+
+With some hesitation, Anaxagoras said, "You make no mention of Eudora;
+and I perceive that both you and Philothea are reserved when her name is
+mentioned. Do not believe every idle rumour, my son. The gayety of a
+light-hearted maiden is often unmixed with boldness, or crime. Do not
+cast her from you too lightly."
+
+Philaemon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his
+feelings. Then turning abruptly, he pressed the old man's hand, and
+said, "Bid Philothea, guide and cherish her deluded friend, for my sake.
+And now, farewell, Anaxagoras! Farewell, forever! my kind, my good old
+master. May the gods bless the wise counsels and virtuous example you
+have given me."
+
+The venerable philosopher stretched forth his arms to embrace him. The
+young man threw himself upon that friendly bosom, and overcome by a
+variety of conflicting emotions, sobbed aloud.
+
+As they parted, Anaxagoras again pressed Philaemon to his heart, and
+said, "May that God, whose numerous attributes the Grecians worship,
+forever bless thee, my dear son."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+  Courage, Orestes! if the lots hit right,
+  If the black pebbles don't exceed the white,
+  You're safe.
+                              EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Pericles sought to please the populace by openly using his influence to
+diminish the power of the Areopagus; and a decree had been passed that
+those who denied the existence of the gods, or introduced new opinions
+about celestial things, should be tried by the people. This event proved
+fortunate for some of his personal friends; for Hermippus soon laid
+before the Thesmothetae Archons an accusation of blasphemy against
+Anaxagoras, Phidias, and Aspasia. The case was tried before the fourth
+Assembly of the people; and the fame of the accused, together with the
+well-known friendship of Pericles, attracted an immense crowd; insomuch
+that the Prytaneum was crowded to overflowing. The prisoners came in,
+attended by the Phylarchi of their different wards. Anaxagoras retained
+his usual bland expression and meek dignity. Phidias walked with a
+haughtier tread, and carried his head more proudly. Aspasia was veiled;
+but as she glided along, gracefully as a swan on the bosom of still
+waters, loud murmurs of approbation were heard from the crowd. Pericles
+seated himself near them, with deep sadness on his brow. The moon had
+not completed its revolution since he had seen Phidias arraigned before
+the Second Assembly of the people, charged by Menon, one of his own
+pupils, with having defrauded the state of gold appropriated to the
+statue of Pallas. Fortunately, the sculptor had arranged the precious
+metal so that it could be taken off and weighed; and thus his innocence
+was easily made manifest. But the great statesman had seen, by many
+indications, that the blow was in part aimed at himself through his
+friends; and that his enemies were thus trying to ascertain how far the
+people could be induced to act in opposition to his well-known wishes.
+The cause had been hurried before the assembly, and he perceived that
+his opponents were there in great numbers. As soon as the Epistates
+began to read the accusation, Pericles leaned forward, and burying his
+face in his robe, remained motionless.
+
+Anaxagoras was charged with not having offered victims to the gods; and
+with having blasphemed the divine Phoebus, by saying the sun was only a
+huge ball of fire. Being called upon to answer whether he were guilty of
+this offence, he replied: "Living victims I have never sacrificed to the
+gods; because, like the Pythagoreans, I object to the shedding of blood;
+but, like the disciples of their sublime philosopher, I have duly
+offered on their altars small goats and rams made of wax. I did say I
+believed the sun to be a great ball of fire; and deemed not that in so
+doing I had blasphemed the divine Phoebus."
+
+When he had finished, it was proclaimed aloud that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak. Cleon arose, and said it was well
+known to the disciples of Anaxagoras, that he taught the existence of
+but one God. Euripides, Pericles, and others who had been his pupils,
+were separately called to bear testimony; and all said he taught One
+Universal Mind, of which all other divinities were the attributes; even
+as Homer represented the inferior deities subordinate to Zeus.
+
+When the philosopher was asked whether he believed in the gods, he
+answered, "I do: but I believe in them as the representatives of various
+attributes in One Universal Mind." He was then required to swear by all
+the gods, and by the dreaded Erinnys, that he had spoken truly.
+
+The Prytanes informed the assembly that their vote must decide whether
+this avowed doctrine r endered Anaxagoras of Clazomenae worthy of death.
+A brazen urn was carried round, in which every citizen deposited a
+pebble. When counted, the black pebbles predominated over the white, and
+Anaxagoras was condemned to die.
+
+The old man heard it very calmly, and replied: "Nature pronounced that
+sentence upon me before I was born. Do what you will, Athenians, ye can
+only injure the outward case of Anaxagoras; the real, immortal
+Anaxagoras is beyond your power."
+
+Phidias was next arraigned, and accused of blasphemy, in having carved
+the likeness of himself and Pericles on the shield of heaven-born
+Pallas; and of having said that he approved the worship of the gods,
+merely because he wished to have his own works adored. The sculptor
+proudly replied, "I never declared that my own likeness, or that of
+Pericles, was on the shield of heaven-born Pallas; nor can any Athenian
+prove that I ever intended to place them there. I am not answerable for
+offences which have their origin in the eyes of the multitude. If
+_their_ quick discernment be the test, crimes may be found written even
+on the glowing embers of our household altars. I never said I approved
+the worship of the gods because I wished to have my own works adored;
+for I should have deemed it irreverent thus to speak of divine beings.
+Some learned and illustrious guests, who were at the symposium in
+Aspasia's house, discoursed concerning the worship of images, apart from
+the idea of any divine attributes, which they represented. I said I
+approved not of this; and playfully added, that if it were otherwise, I
+might perchance be excused for sanctioning the worship of mere images,
+since mortals were ever willing to have their own works adored." The
+testimony of Pericles, Alcibiades, and Plato, confirmed the truth of his
+words.
+
+Cleon declared it was commonly believed that Phidias decoyed the maids
+and matrons of Athens to his house, under the pretence of seeing
+sculpture; but in reality to minister to the profligacy of Pericles. The
+sculptor denied the charge; and required that proof should be given of
+one Athenian woman, who had visited his house, unattended by her husband
+or her father. The enemies of Pericles could easily have procured such
+evidence with gold; but when Cleon sought again to speak, the Prytanes
+commanded silence; and briefly reminded the people that the Fourth
+Assembly had power to decide concerning religious matters only.
+Hermippus, in a speech of considerable length, urged that Phidias seldom
+sacrificed to the gods; and that he must have intended likenesses on the
+shield of Pallas, because even Athenian children recognized them.
+
+The brazen urn was again passed round, and the black pebbles were more
+numerous than they had been when the fate of Anaxagoras was decided.
+When Phidias heard the sentence, he raised himself to his full stature,
+and waving his right arm over the crowd, said, in a loud voice: "Phidias
+can never die! Athens herself will live in the fame of Charmides' son."
+His majestic figure and haughty bearing awed the multitude; and some,
+repenting of the vote they had given, said, "Surely, invisible Phoebus
+is with him!"
+
+Aspasia was next called to answer the charges brought against her. She
+had dressed herself, in deep mourning, as if appealing to the compassion
+of the citizens; and her veil was artfully arranged to display an arm
+and shoulder of exquisite whiteness and beauty, contrasted with glossy
+ringlets of dark hair, that carelessly rested on it. She was accused of
+saying that the sacred baskets of Demeter contained nothing of so much
+importance as the beautiful maidens who carried them; and that the
+temple of Poseidon was enriched with no offerings from those who had
+been wrecked, notwithstanding their supplications--thereby implying
+irreverent doubts of the power of Ocean's god. To this, Aspasia, in
+clear and musical tones, replied: "I said not that the sacred baskets of
+Demeter contained nothing of so much importance as the beautiful maidens
+who carried them. But, in playful allusion to the love of beauty, so
+conspicuous in Alcibiades, I said that _he_, who was initiated into the
+mysteries of Eleusis, might think, the baskets less attractive than the
+lovely maidens who carried them. Irreverence was not in my thoughts;
+but inasmuch as my careless words implied it, I have offered atoning
+sacrifices to the mother of Persephone, during which I abstained from
+all amusements. When I declared that the temple of Poseidon contained no
+offerings in commemoration of men that had been wrecked, I said it in
+reproof of those who fail to supplicate the gods for the manes of the
+departed. They who perish on the ocean, may have offended Poseidon, or
+the Virgin Sisters of the Deep; and on their altars should offerings be
+laid by surviving friends.
+
+"No man can justly accuse me of disbelief in the gods; for it is well
+known that with every changing moon I offer on the altars of Aphrodite,
+doves and sparrows, with baskets of apples, roses and myrtles: and who
+in Athens has not seen the ivory car drawn by golden swans, which the
+grateful Aspasia placed in the temple of that love-inspiring deity?"
+
+Phidias could scarcely restrain a smile, as he listened to this defence;
+and when the fair casuist swore by all the gods, and by the Erinnys,
+that she had spoken truly, Anaxagoras looked up involuntarily, with an
+expression of child-like astonishment. Alcibiades promptly corroborated
+her statement. Plato, being called to testify, gravely remarked that she
+had uttered those words, and she alone could explain her motives. The
+populace seemed impressed in her favour; and when it was put to vote
+whether sentence of death should be passed, an universal murmur arose,
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The Epistates requested that all who wished to consider it a question of
+exile, rather than of death, would signify the same by holding up their
+hands. With very few exceptions, the crowd were inclined to mercy.
+Hermippus gave tokens of displeasure, and hastily rose to accuse Aspasia
+of corrupting the youth of Athens, by the introduction of singing and
+dancing women, and by encouraging the matrons of Greece to appear
+unveiled.
+
+A loud laugh followed his remarks; for the comic actor was himself far
+from aiding public morals by an immaculate example.
+
+The Prytanes again reminded him that charges of this nature must be
+decided by the First Assembly of the people; and, whether true or
+untrue, ought to have no influence on religious questions brought before
+the Fourth Assembly.
+
+Hermippus was perfectly aware of this; but he deemed that the vote might
+be affected by his artful suggestion.
+
+The brazen urn was again carried round; and fifty-one pebbles only
+appeared in disapprobation of exile.
+
+Then Pericles arose, and looked around him with calm dignity. He was
+seldom seen in public, even at entertainments; hence, something of
+sacredness was attached to his person, like the Salaminian galley
+reserved for great occasions. A murmur like the Distant ocean was heard,
+as men whispered to each other, "Lo, Pericles is about to speak!" When
+the tumult subsided, he said, in a loud voice, "If any here can accuse
+Pericles of having enriched himself at the expense of the state, let him
+hold up his right hand!"
+
+Not a hand was raised--for his worst enemies could not deny that he was
+temperate and frugal.
+
+After a slight pause, he again resumed: "If any man can show that
+Pericles ever asked a public favour for himself or his friends, let him
+speak!" No words were uttered; but a murmur of discontent was heard in
+the vicinity of Cleon and Hermippus.
+
+The illustrious statesman folded his arms, and waited in quiet majesty
+for the murmur to assume a distinct form. When all was hashed, he
+continued: "If any man believes that Athens has declined in beauty,
+wealth, or power, since the administration of Pericles, let him give his
+opinion freely!"
+
+National enthusiasm was kindled; and many voices exclaimed, "Hail
+Pericles! All hail to Athens in her glory!"
+
+The statesman gracefully waved his hand toward the multitude, as he
+replied, "Thanks, friends and brother-citizens. Who among you is
+disposed to grant to Pericles one favour, not inconsistent with your
+laws, or in opposition to the decrees of this assembly?"
+
+A thousand hands were instantly raised. Pericles again expressed his
+thanks, and said, "The favour I have to ask is, that the execution of
+these decrees be suspended, until the oracle of Amphiaraus can be
+consulted. If it please you, let a vote be taken who shall be the
+messenger."
+
+The proposal was accepted; and Antiphon, a celebrated diviner, appointed
+to consult the oracle.
+
+As the crowd dispersed, Cleon muttered to Hermippus, "By Circe! I
+believe he has given the Athenians philtres to make them love him. No
+wonder Archidamus of Sparta said, that when he threw Pericles in
+wrestling, he insisted he was never down, and persuaded the very
+spectators to believe him."
+
+Anaxagoras and Phidias, being under sentence of death, were placed in
+prison, until the people should finally decide upon their fate. The old
+philosopher cheerfully employed his hours in attempts to square the
+circle. The sculptor carved a wooden image, with many hands and feet,
+and without a head; upon the pedestal of which he inscribed Demos, and
+secretly reserved it as a parting gift to the Athenian people.
+
+Before another moon had waned, Antiphon returned from Oropus, whither he
+had been sent to consult the oracle. Being called before the people, he
+gave the following account of his mission: "I abstained from food until
+Phoebus had twice appeared above the hills, in his golden chariot; and
+for three days and three nights, I tasted no wine. When I had thus
+purified myself, I offered a white ram to Amphiaraus; and spreading the
+skin on the ground, I invoked the blessing of Phoebus and his prophetic
+son, and laid me down to sleep. Methought I walked in the streets of
+Athens. A lurid light shone on the walls of the Piraeus, and spread into
+the city, until all the Acropolis seemed glowing beneath a fiery sky. I
+looked up--and lo! the heavens were in a blaze! Huge masses of flame
+were thrown backward and forward, as if Paridamator and the Cyclops were
+hurling their forges at each other's heads. Amazed, I turned to ask the
+meaning of these phenomena; and I saw that all the citizens were clothed
+in black; and wherever two were walking together, one fell dead by his
+side. Then I heard a mighty voice, that seemed to proceed from within
+the Parthenon. Three times it pronounced distinctly, 'Wo! wo! wo unto
+Athens!
+
+"I awoke, and after a time slept again. I heard a rumbling noise, like
+thunder; and from the statue of Amphiaraus came a voice, saying, 'Life
+is given by the gods.'
+
+"Then all was still. Presently I again heard a sound like the
+multitudinous waves of ocean, when it rises in a storm--and Amphiaraus
+said, slowly, 'Count the pebbles on the seashore--yea, count them
+twice.' Then I awoke; and having bathed in the fountain, I threw therein
+three pieces of gold and silver, and departed."
+
+The people demanded of Antiphon the meaning of these visions. He
+replied: "The first portends calamity to Athens, either of war or
+pestilence. By the response of the oracle, I understand that the
+citizens are commanded to vote twice, before they take away life given
+by the gods."
+
+The wish to gain time had chiefly induced Pericles to request that
+Amphiaraus might be consulted. In the interval, his emissaries had been
+busy in softening the minds of the people; and it became universally
+known that in case Aspasia's sentence were reversed, she intended to
+offer sacrifices to Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Demeter; during the
+continuance of which, the citizens would be publicly feasted at her
+expense.
+
+In these exertions, Pericles was zealously assisted by Clinias, a noble
+and wealthy Athenian, the friend of Anaxagoras and Phidias, and a
+munificent patron of the arts. He openly promised, if the lives of his
+friends were spared, to evince his gratitude to the gods, by offering a
+golden lamp to Pallas Parthenia, and placing in each of the agoras any
+statue or painting the people thought fit to propose.
+
+Still, Pericles, aware of the bitterness of his enemies, increased by
+the late severe edict against those of foreign parentage, felt
+exceedingly fearful of the result of a second vote. A petition, signed
+by Pericles, Clinias, Ephialtes, Euripides, Socrates, Plato, Alcibiades,
+Paralus, and many other distinguished citizens, was sent into the Second
+Assembly of the people, begging that the accused might have another
+trial; and this petition was granted.
+
+When the Fourth Assembly again met, strong efforts were made to fill the
+Prytaneum at a very early hour with the friends of Pericles.
+
+The great orator secluded himself for three preceding days, and
+refrained from wine. During this time, he poured plentiful libations of
+milk and honey to Hermes, god of Eloquence, and sacrificed the tongues
+of nightingales to Peitho, goddess of Persuasion.
+
+When he entered the Prytaneum, it was remarked that he had never before
+been seen to look so pale; and this circumstance, trifling as it was,
+excited the ready sympathies of the people. When the Epistates read the
+accusation against Anaxagoras, and proclaimed that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak, Pericles arose. For a moment he looked
+on the venerable countenance of the old philosopher, and seemed to
+struggle with his emotions. Then, with sudden impulse, he exclaimed,
+"Look on him, Athenians! and judge ye if he be one accursed of the
+gods!--He is charged with having said that the sun is a great ball of
+fire; and therein ye deem that the abstractions of philosophy have led
+him to profane the sacred name of Phoebus. We are told that Zeus assumed
+the form of an eagle, a serpent, and a golden shower; yet these forms do
+not affect our belief in the invisible god. If Phoebus appeared on earth
+in the disguise of a woman and a shepherd, is it unpardonable for a
+philosopher to suppose that the same deity may choose to reside within a
+ball of fire? In the garden of Anaxagoras, you will find a statue of
+Pallas, carved from an olive-tree. He brought it with him from Ionia;
+and those disciples who most frequent his house, can testify that
+sacrifices were ever duly offered upon her altar. Who among you ever
+received an injury from that kind old man? He was the descendant of
+princes,--yet gave up gold for philosophy, and forbore to govern
+mankind, that he might love them more perfectly. Ask the young noble,
+who has been to him as a father; and his response will be 'Anaxagoras.'
+Ask the poor fisherman at the gates, who has been to him as a brother;
+and he will answer 'Anaxagoras.' When the merry-hearted boys throng your
+doors to sing their welcome to Ornithae, inquire from whom they receive
+the kindest word and the readiest gift; and they will tell you,
+'Anaxagoras.' The Amphiaraus of Eschylus, says, 'I do not wish to
+_appear_ to be a good man, but I wish to _be_ one.' Ask any of the
+poets, what living man most resembles Amphiaraus in this sentiment; and
+his reply will surely be, 'It is Anaxagoras.'
+
+"Again I say, Athenians, look upon his face; and judge ye if he be one
+accursed of the gods!"
+
+The philosopher had leaned on his staff, and looked downward, while his
+illustrious pupil made this defence; and when he had concluded, a tear
+was seen slowly trickling down his aged cheek. His accusers again urged
+that he had taught the doctrine of one god, under the name of One
+Universal Mind; but the melodious voice and fluent tongue of Pericles
+had so wrought upon the citizens, that when the question was proposed,
+whether the old man were worthy of death, there arose a clamourous cry
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The successful orator did not venture to urge the plea of entire
+innocence; for he felt that he still had too much depending on the
+capricious favour of the populace.
+
+The aged philosopher received his sentence with thanks; and calmly
+added, "Anaxagoras is not exiled from Athens; but Athens from
+Anaxagoras. Evil days are coming on this city; and those who are too
+distant to perceive the trophy at Salamis will deem themselves most
+blessed. Pythagoras said, 'When the tempest is rising,'tis wise to
+worship the echo.'"
+
+After the accusation against Phidias had been read, Pericles again rose
+and said, "Athenians! I shall speak briefly; for I appeal to what every
+citizen values more than his fortune or his name. I plead for the glory
+of Athens. When strangers from Ethiopia, Egypt, Phoenicia, and distant
+Taprobane, come to witness the far-famed beauty of the violet-crowned
+city, they will stand in mute worship before the Parthenon; and when
+their wonder finds utterance, they will ask what the Athenians bestowed
+on an artist so divine. Who among you could look upon the image of
+Virgin Pallas, resplendent in her heavenly majesty, and not blush to
+tell the barbarian stranger that death was the boon you bestowed on
+Phidias?
+
+"Go, gaze on the winged statue of Rhamnusia, where vengeance seems to
+breathe from the marble sent by Darius to erect his trophy on the plains
+of Marathon! Then turn and tell the proud Persian that the hand which
+wrought those fair proportions, lies cold and powerless, by vote of the
+Athenian people. No--ye could not say it: your hearts would choke your
+voices. Ye could not tell the barbarian that Athens thus destroyed one
+of the most gifted of her sons."
+
+The crowd answered in a thunder of applause; mingled with the cry of
+"Exile! Exile!" A few voices shouted, "A fine! A fine!" Then Cleon arose
+and said: "Miltiades asked for an olive crown; and a citizen answered,
+'When Miltiades conquers alone, let him be crowned alone.' When Phidias
+can show that he built the Parthenon without the assistance of Ictinus,
+Myron, Callicrates, and others, then let him have the whole credit of
+the Parthenon."
+
+To this, Pericles replied, "We are certainly much indebted to those
+artists for many of the beautiful and graceful details of that sublime
+composition; but with regard to the majestic design of the Parthenon,
+Phidias conquered alone, and may therefore justly be crowned alone."
+
+A vote was taken on the question of exile, and the black pebbles
+predominated. The sculptor heard his sentence with a proud gesture, not
+unmingled with scorn; and calmly replied, "They can banish Phidias from
+Athens, more easily than I can take from them the fame of Phidias."
+
+When Pericles replied to the charges against Aspasia, his countenance
+became more pale, and his voice was agitated: "You all know," said he,
+"That Aspasia is of Miletus. That city which poets call the laughing
+daughter of Earth and Heaven: where even the river smiles, as it winds
+along in graceful wanderings, eager to kiss every new blossom, and court
+the dalliance of every breeze. Do ye not find it easy to forgive a
+woman, born under those joyful skies, where beauty rests on the earth in
+a robe of sunbeams, and inspires the gayety which pours itself forth in
+playful words? Can ye judge harshly of one, who from her very childhood
+has received willing homage, as the favourite of Aphrodite, Phoebus, and
+the Muses? If she spoke irreverently, it was done in thoughtless mirth;
+and she has sought to atone for it by sacrifices and tears.
+
+"Athenians! I have never boasted; and if I seem to do it now, it is
+humbly,--as befits one who seeks a precious boon. In your service I have
+spent many toilsome days and sleepless nights. That I have not enriched
+myself by it, is proved by the well-known fact that my own son blames my
+frugality, and reproachfully calls me the slave of the Athenian people."
+
+He paused for a moment, and held his hand over Aspasia's head, as he
+continued: "In the midst of perplexities and cares, here I have ever
+found a solace and a guide. Here are treasured up the affections of my
+heart. It is not for Aspasia, the gifted daughter of Axiochus, that I
+plead. It is for Aspasia, the beloved wife of Pericles."
+
+Tears choked his utterance; but stifling his emotion, he exclaimed,
+"Athenians! if ye would know what it is that thus unmans a soul capable
+of meeting death with calmness, behold, and judge for yourselves!"
+
+As he spoke, he raised Aspasia's veil. Her drapery had been studiously
+arranged to display her loveliness to the utmost advantage; and as she
+stood forth radiant in beauty, the building rung with the acclamations
+that were sent forth, peal after peal, by the multitude.
+
+Pericles had not in vain calculated on the sympathies of a volatile and
+ardent people, passionately fond of the beautiful, in all its forms.
+Aspasia remained in Athens, triumphant over the laws of religion and
+morality.
+
+Clinias desired leave to speak in behalf of Philothea, grandchild of
+Anaxagoras; and the populace, made good-humoured by their own clemency,
+expressed a wish to hear. He proceeded as follows: "Philothea,--whom you
+all know was, not long since, one of the Canephorae, and embroidered the
+splendid peplus exhibited at the last Panathenaea--humbly begs of the
+Athenians, that Eudora, Dione, and Geta, slaves of Phidias, may remain
+under his protection, and not be confiscated with his household goods. A
+contribution would have been raised, to buy these individuals of the
+state, were it not deemed an insult to that proud and generous people,
+who fined a citizen for proposing marble as a cheaper material than
+ivory for the statue of Pallas Parthenia."
+
+The request, thus aided by flattery, was almost unanimously granted. One
+black pebble alone appeared in the urn; and that was from the hand of
+Alcibiades.
+
+Clinias expressed his thanks, and holding up the statue of Urania, he
+added: "In token of gratitude for this boon, and for the life of a
+beloved grandfather, Philothea consecrates to Pallas Athenae this image
+of the star-worshipping muse; the gift of a munificent Ethiopian."
+
+The populace, being in gracious mood, forthwith voted that the exiles
+had permission to carry with them any articles valued as the gift of
+friendship.
+
+The Prytanes dismissed the assembly; and as they dispersed, Alcibiades
+scattered small coins among them. Aspasia immediately sent to the
+Prytaneum an ivory statue of Mnemosyne, smiling as she looked back on a
+group of Hours; a magnificent token that she would never forget the
+clemency of the Athenian people.
+
+Hermippus took an early opportunity to proclaim the exhibition of a new
+comedy called Hercules and Omphale; and the volatile citizens thronged
+the theatre, to laugh at that infatuated tenderness, which in the
+Prytaneum had well nigh moved them to tears. The actor openly ridiculed
+them for having been so much influenced by their orator's
+least-successful attempt at eloquence; but in the course of the same
+play, Cratinus raised a laugh at his expense, by saying facetiously:
+"Lo! Hermippus would speak like Pericles! Hear him, Athenians! Is he not
+as successful as Salmoneus, when he rolled his chariot over a brazen
+bridge, and hurled torches to imitate the thunder and lightning of
+Zeus?"
+
+When the day of trial had passed, Pericles slept soundly; for his heart
+was relieved from a heavy pressure. But personal enemies and envious
+artists were still active; and it was soon buzzed abroad that the people
+repented of the vote they had given. The exiles had been allowed ten
+days to sacrifice to the gods, bid farewell to friends, and prepare for
+departure; but on the third day, at evening twilight, Pericles entered
+the dwelling of his revered old master. "My father," said he, "I am
+troubled in spirit. I have just now returned from the Piraeus, where I
+sought an interview with Clinias, who daily visits the Deigma, and has a
+better opportunity than I can have to hear the news of Athens. I found
+him crowned with garlands; for he had been offering sacrifices in the
+hall. He told me he had thus sought to allay the anxiety of his mind
+with regard to yourself and Phidias. He fears the capricious Athenians
+will reverse their decree."
+
+"Alas, Pericles," replied the old man, "what can you expect of a people,
+when statesmen condescend to buy justice at their hands, by promised
+feasts, and scattered coin?"
+
+"Nay, blame me not, Anaxagoras," rejoined Pericles; "I cannot govern as
+I would. I found the people corrupted; and I must humour their disease.
+Your life must be saved; even if you reprove me for the means. At
+midnight, a boat will be in readiness to conduct you to Salamis, where
+lies a galley bound for Ionia. I hasten to warn Phidias to depart
+speedily for Elis."
+
+The parting interview between Philothea and her repentant friend was
+almost too painful for endurance. Poor Eudora felt that she was indeed
+called to drink the cup of affliction, to its last bitter drop. Her
+heart yearned to follow the household of Anaxagoras; but Philothea
+strengthened her own conviction that duty and gratitude both demanded
+she should remain with Phidias.
+
+Geta and Milza likewise had their sorrows--the harder to endure, because
+they were the first they had ever encountered. The little peasant was so
+young, and her lover so poor, that their friends thought a union had
+better be deferred. But Milza was free: and Anaxagoras told her it
+depended on her own choice, to go with them, or follow Geta. The
+grateful Arcadian dropped on one knee, and kissing Philothea's hand,
+while the tears flowed down her cheeks, said: "She has been a mother to
+orphan Milza, and I will not leave her now. Geta says it would be wrong
+to leave her when she is in affliction."
+
+Philothea, with a gentle smile, put back the ringlets from her tearful
+eyes, and told her not to weep for her sake; for she should be resigned
+and cheerful, wheresover the gods might place her; but Milza saw that
+her smiles were sad.
+
+At midnight, Pericles came, to accompany Anaxagoras to Salamis. Paralus
+and Philothea had been conversing much, and singing their favourite
+songs together, for the last time. The brow of the ambitious statesman
+became clouded, when he observed that his son had been in tears; he
+begged that preparations for departure might be hastened. The young man
+followed them to the Piraeus; but Pericles requested him to go no
+further. The restraint of his presence prevented any parting less formal
+than that of friendship. But he stood watching the boat that conveyed
+them over the waters; and when the last ripple left in its wake had
+disappeared, he slowly returned to Athens.
+
+The beautiful city stoood before him, mantled in moonlight's silvery
+veil. Yet all seemed cheerless; for the heart of Paralus was desolate.
+He looked toward the beloved mansion near the gate Diocharis; drew from
+his bosom a long lock of golden hair; and leaning against the statue of
+Hermes, bowed down his head and wept.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+  "How I love the mellow sage,
+  Smiling through the veil of age!
+  Age is on his temples hung,
+  But his heart--his heart is young!"
+                              ANACREON
+
+
+A few years passed away, and saw Anaxagoras the contented resident of a
+small village near Lampsacus, in Ionia. That he still fondly cherished
+Athens in his heart was betrayed only by the frequent walks he took to a
+neighbouring eminence, where he loved to sit and look toward the AEgean;
+but the feebleness of age gradually increased, until he could no longer
+take his customary exercise. Philothea watched over him with renewed
+tenderness; and the bright tranquillity he received from the world he
+was fast approaching, shone with reflected light upon her innocent soul.
+At times, the maiden was so conscious of this holy influence, that all
+the earthly objects around her seemed like dreams of some strange
+foreign land.
+
+One morning, after they had partaken their frugal repast, she said, in a
+cheerful tone, "Dear grandfather, I had last night a pleasant dream; and
+Milza says it is prophetic, because she had filled my pillow with fresh
+laurel leaves. I dreamed that a galley, with three banks of oars, and
+adorned with fillets, came to carry us back to Athens."
+
+With a faint smile, Anaxagoras replied, "Alas for unhappy Athens! If
+half we hear be true, her exiled children can hardly wish to be restored
+to her bosom. Atropos has decreed that I at least shall never again
+enter her walls. I am not disposed to murmur. Yet the voice of Plato
+would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
+I pray you bring forth the writings of Pythagoras, and read me something
+that sublime philosopher has said concerning the nature of the soul, and
+the eternal principle of life. As my frail body approaches the Place of
+Sleep, I feel less and less inclined to study the outward images of
+things, the forms whereof perish; and my spirit thirsteth more and more
+to know its origin and its destiny. I have thought much of Plato's
+mysterious ideas of light. Those ideas were doubtless brought from the
+East; for as that is the quarter where the sun rises, so we have thence
+derived many vital truths, which have kept a spark of life within the
+beautiful pageantry of Grecian mythology."
+
+"Paralus often said that the Persian Magii, the Egyptian priests, and
+the Pythagoreans imbibed their reverence for light from one common
+source," rejoined Philothea.
+
+Anaxagoras was about to speak, when a deep but gentle voice, from some
+invisible person near them, said:
+
+"The unchangeable principles of Truth act upon the soul like the sun
+upon the eye, when it turneth to him. But the _one_ principle, better
+than intellect, from which all things flow, and to which all things
+tend, is Good. As the sun not only makes objects visible, but is the
+cause of their generation, nourishment, and increase, so the Good,
+through Truth, imparts being, and the power of being known, to every
+object of knowledge. For this cause, the Pythagoreans greet the sun with
+music and with reverence."
+
+The listeners looked at each other in surprise, and Philothea was the
+first to say, "It is the voice of Plato!"
+
+"Even so, my friends," replied the philosopher, smiling, as he stood
+before them.
+
+The old man, in the sudden joy of his heart, attempted to rise and
+embrace him; but weakness prevented. The tears started to his eyes, as
+he said, "Welcome, most welcome, son of Aristo. You see that I am fast
+going where we hope the spirit is to learn its own mysteries."
+
+Plato, affected at the obvious change in his aged friend, silently
+grasped his hand, and turned to answer the salutation of Philothea. She
+too had changed; but she had never been more lovely. The colour on her
+cheek, which had always been delicate as the reflected hue of a rose,
+had become paler by frequent watchings; but her large dark eyes were
+more soft and serious, and her whole countenance beamed with the bright
+stillness of a spirit receiving the gift of prophecy.
+
+The skies were serene; the music of reeds came upon the ear, softened by
+distance; while the snowy fleece of sheep and lambs formed a beautiful
+contrast with the rich verdure of the landscape.
+
+"All things around you are tranquil," said Plato; "and thus I ever found
+it, even in corrupted Athens. Not the stillness of souls that sleep, but
+the quiet of life drawn from deep fountains."
+
+"How did you find our peaceful retreat?" inquired Philothea. "Did none
+guide you?"
+
+"Euago of Lampsacus told me what course to pursue," he replied; "and not
+far distant I again asked of a shepherd boy--well knowing that all the
+children would find out Anaxagoras as readily as bees are guided to the
+flowers. As I approached nearer I saw at every step new tokens of my
+friends. The clepsydra, in the little brook, dropping its pebbles to
+mark the hours; the arytaena placed on the rock for thirsty travellers;
+the door loaded with garlands, placed there by glad-hearted boys; the
+tablet covered with mathematical lines, lying on the wooden bench,
+sheltered by grape-vines trained in the Athenian fashion, with a distaff
+among the foliage; all these spoke to me of souls that unite the wisdom
+of age with the innocence of childhood."
+
+"Though we live in indolent Ionia, we still believe Hesiod's maxim, that
+industry is the guardian of virtue," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Philothea
+plies her distaff as busily as Lachesis spinning the thread of mortal
+life." He looked upon his beautiful grandchild, with an expression full
+of tenderness, as he added, "And she does indeed spin the thread of the
+old man's life; for her diligent fingers gain my bread. But what news
+bring you from unhappy Athens? Is Pericles yet alive?"
+
+"She is indeed unhappy Athens," answered Plato. "The pestilence is still
+raging; a manifested form of that inward corruption, which, finding a
+home in the will of man, clothed itself in thought, and now completes
+its circle in his corporeal nature. The dream at the cave of Amphiaraus
+is literally fulfilled. Men fall down senseless in the street, and the
+Piraeus has been heaped with unburied dead. All the children of Clinias
+are in the Place of Sleep. Hipparete is dead, with two of her little
+ones. Pericles himself was one of the first sufferers; but he was
+recovered by the skill of Hippocrates, the learned physician from Cos.
+His former wife is dead, and so is Xanthippus his son. You know that
+that proud young man and his extravagant wife could never forgive the
+frugality of Pericles. Even in his dying moments he refused to call him
+father, and made no answer to his affectionate inquiries. Pericles has
+borne all his misfortunes with the dignity of an immortal. No one has
+seen him shed a tear, of heard him utter a complaint. The ungrateful
+people blame him for all their troubles, as if he had omnipotent power
+to avert evils. Cleon and Tolmides are triumphant. Pericles is deprived
+of office, and fined fifty drachmae."
+
+He looked at Philothea, and seeing her eyes fixed earnestly upon him,
+her lips parted, and an eager flush spread over her whole countenance,
+he said, in a tone of tender solemnity, "Daughter of Alcimenes, your
+heart reproaches me, that I forbear to speak of Paralus. That I have
+done so has not been from forgetfulness, but because I have, with vain
+and self-defeating prudence, sought for cheerful words to convey sad
+thoughts. Paralus breathes and moves, but is apparently unconscious of
+existence in this world. He is silent and abstracted, like one just
+returned from the cave of Trophonius. Yet, beautiful forms are ever with
+him, in infinite variety; for his quiescent soul has now undisturbed
+recollection of the divine archetypes in the ideal world, of which all
+earthly beauty is the shadow."
+
+"He is happy, then, though living in the midst of death," answered
+Philothea: "But does his memory retain no traces of his friends?"
+
+"One--and one only," he replied. "The name of Philothea was too deeply
+engraven to be washed away by the waters of oblivion. He seldom speaks;
+but when he does, you are ever in his visions. The sound of a female
+voice accompanying the lyre is the only thing that makes him smile; and
+nothing moves him to tears save the farewell song of Orpheus to
+Eurydice. In his drawings there is more of majesty and beauty than
+Phidias or Myron ever conceived; and one figure is always there--the
+Pythia, the Muse, the Grace, or something combining all these, more
+spiritual than either."
+
+As the maiden listened, tears started from fountains long sealed, and
+rested like dew-drops on her dark eyelashes.
+
+Farewell to Eurydice! Oh, how many thoughts were wakened by those words!
+They were the last she heard sung by Paralus, the night Anaxagoras
+departed from Athens. Often had the shepherds of Ionia heard the
+melancholy notes float on the evening breeze; and as the sounds died
+away, they spoke to each other in whispers, and said, "They come from
+the dwelling of the divinely-inspired one!"
+
+Plato perceived that the contemplative maiden was busy with memories of
+the past. In a tone of gentle reverence, he added, "What I have told you
+proves that your souls were one, before it wandered from the divine
+home; and it gives hope that they will be re-united, when they return
+thither after their weary exile in the world of shadows."
+
+"And has this strange pestilence produced such an effect on Paralus
+only?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Many in Athens have recovered health without any memory of the images
+of things," replied Plato; "but I have known no other instance where
+recollections of the ideal world remained more bright and unimpaired,
+than they possibly can be while disturbed by the presence of the
+visible. Tithonus formerly told me of similar cases that occurred when
+the plague raged in Ethiopia and Egypt; and Artaphernes says he has seen
+a learned Magus, residing among the mountains that overlook Taoces, who
+recovered from the plague with a perpetual oblivion of all outward
+forms, while he often had knowledge of the thoughts passing in the minds
+of those around him. If an unknown scroll were placed before him, he
+would read it, though a brazen shield were interposed between him and
+the parchment; and if figures were drawn on the water, he at once
+recognized the forms, of which no visible trace remained."
+
+"Marvellous, indeed, is the mystery of our being," exclaimed Anaxagoras.
+
+"It involves the highest of all mysteries," rejoined Plato; "for if man
+did not contain within himself a type of all that is,--from the highest
+to the lowest plane of existence,--he could not enter the human form. At
+times, I have thought glimpses of these eternal truths were revealed to
+me; but I lost them almost as soon as they were perceived, because my
+soul dwelt so much with the images of things. Thus have I stood before
+the thick veil which conceals the shrine of Isis, while the narrow
+streak of brilliant light around its edges gave indication of unrevealed
+glories, and inspired the eager but fruitless hope that the massive
+folds would float away, like a cloud before the sun. There are indeed
+times when I lose the light entirely, and cannot even perceive the veil
+that hides it from me. This is because my soul, like Psyche bending over
+the sleeping Eros, is too curious to examine, by its own feeble taper,
+the lineaments of the divinity whereby it hath been blessed."
+
+"How is Pericles affected by this visitation of the gods upon the best
+beloved of his children?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"It has softened and subdued his ambitious soul," answered Plato; "and
+has probably helped him to endure the loss of political honours with
+composure. I have often observed that affliction renders the heart of
+man like the heart of a little child; and of this I was reminded when I
+parted from Pericles at Salamis, whence the galley sailed for Ionia. You
+doubtless remember the little mound, called Cynos-sema? There lies the
+faithful dog, that died in consequence of swimming after the ship which
+carried the father of Pericles, when the Athenians were all leaving
+their beloved city by advice of Themistocles. The illustrious statesman
+has not been known to shed a tear amid the universal wreck of his
+popularity, his family, and his friends; but standing by this little
+mound, the recollections of childhood came over him, and he wept as an
+infant weeps for its lost mother."
+
+There was a tremulous motion about the lips of the old man, as he
+replied, "Perchance he was comparing the constancy of that affectionate
+animal with the friendship of men, and the happy unconsciousness of his
+boyhood with the anxious cares that wait on greatness. Pericles had a
+soft heart in his youth; and none knew this better than the forgotten
+old man, whom he once called his friend."
+
+Plato perceived his emotion, and answered, in a soothing voice, "He has
+since been wedded to political ambition, which never brought any man
+nearer to his divine home; but Anaxagoras is not forgotten. Pericles has
+of late often visited the shades of Academus, where he has talked much
+of you and Philothea, and expressed earnest hopes that the gods would
+again restore you to Athens, to bless him with your wise counsels."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head, as he replied, "They who would have
+a lamp should take care to supply it with oil. Had Philothea's affection
+been like that of Pericles, this old frame would have perished for want
+of food."
+
+"Nay, Anaxagoras," rejoined Plato, "you must not forget that this
+Peloponessian war, the noisy feuds in Athens, and afflictions in his own
+family, have involved him in continual distractions. He who gives his
+mind to politics, sails on a stormy sea, with a giddy pilot. Pericles
+has now sent you substantial proofs of his gratitude; and if his power
+equalled his wishes, I have no doubt he would make use of the alarmed
+state of public feeling to procure your recall."
+
+"You have as yet given us no tidings of Phidias and his household," said
+Philothea.
+
+"The form of Phidias sleeps," replied Plato: "His soul has returned to
+those sacred mysteries, once familiar to him; the recollection of which
+enabled him while on earth to mould magnificent images of supernal
+forms--images that awakened in all who gazed upon them some slumbering
+memory of ideal worlds; though few knew whence it came, or why their
+souls were stirred. The best of his works is the Olympian Zeus, made at
+Elis after his exile. It is far more sublime than the Pallas Parthenia.
+The Eleans consider the possession of it as a great triumph over
+ungrateful Athens."
+
+"Under whose protection is Eudora placed?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"I have heard that she remains at the house where Phidias died,"
+rejoined Plato. "The Eleans have given her the yearly revenues of a
+farm, in consideration of the affectionate care bestowed on her
+illustrious benefactor.--Report says that Phidias wished to see her
+united to his nephew Pandaenus; but I have never heard of the marriage.
+Philaemon is supposed to be in Persia, instructing the sons of the
+wealthy satrap Megabyzus."
+
+"And where is the faithful Geta?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Geta is at Lampsacus; and I doubt not will hasten hither, as soon as he
+has taken care of certain small articles of merchandize that he brought
+with him. Phidias gave him his freedom the day they left Athens; and
+after his death, the people of Elis bestowed upon him fifty drachmae. He
+has established himself at Phalerum, where he tells me he has doubled
+this sum by the sale of anchovies. He was eager to attend upon me for
+the sake, as he said, of once more seeing his good old master
+Anaxagoras, and that maiden with mild eyes, who always spoke kind words
+to the poor; but I soon discovered there was a stronger reason for his
+desire to visit Lampsacus. From what we had heard, we expected to find
+you in the city. Geta looked very sorrowful, when told that you were
+fifty stadia farther from the sea."
+
+"When we first landed on the Ionian shore,"'replied Anaxagoras, "I took
+up my abode two stadia from Lampsacus, and sometimes went thither to
+lecture in the porticos. But when I did this, I seemed to breathe an
+impure air; and idle young men so often followed me home, that the
+maidens were deprived of the innocent freedom I wished them to enjoy.
+Here I feel, more than I have ever felt, the immediate presence of
+divinity."
+
+"I know not whether it be good or bad," said Plato; "but philosophy has
+wrought in me a dislike of conversing with many persons. I do not
+imitate the Pythagoreans, who close their gates; for I perceive that
+truth never ought to be a sealed fountain; but I cannot go into the
+Prytanaeum, the agoras, and the workshops, and jest, like Socrates, to
+captivate the attention of young men. When I thus seek to impart hidden
+treasures, I lose without receiving; and few perceive the value of what
+is offered. I feel the breath of life taken away from me by the
+multitude. Their praises cause me to fear, lest, according to Ibycus, I
+should offend the gods, but acquire glory among men. For these reasons,
+I have resolved never to abide in cities."
+
+"The name of Socrates recalls Alcibiades to my mind," rejoined
+Anaxagoras. "Is he still popular with the Athenians?"
+
+"He is; and will remain so," replied Plato, "so long as he feasts them
+at his own expense, and drinks three cotylae of wine at a draught. I
+know not of what materials he is made; unless it be of Carpasian flax,
+which above all things burns and consumes not."
+
+"Has this fearful pestilence no power to restrain the appetites and
+passions of the people?" inquired the old man.
+
+"It has but given them more unbridled license,'" rejoined Plato. "Even
+when the unburied dead lay heaped in piles, and the best of our
+equestrians were gasping in the streets, robbers took possession of
+their dwellings, drinking wine from their golden vessels, and singing
+impure songs in the presence of their household gods. Men seek to obtain
+oblivion of danger by reducing themselves to the condition of beasts,
+which have no perception above the immediate wants of the senses. All
+pursuits that serve to connect the soul with the world whence it came
+are rejected. The Odeum is shut; there is no more lecturing in the
+porticos; the temples are entirely forsaken, and even the Diasia are no
+longer observed. Some of the better sort of citizens, weary of fruitless
+prayers and sacrifices to Phoebus, Phoebe, Pallas, and the Erinnys. have
+erected an altar to the Unknown God; and this altar only is heaped with
+garlands, and branches of olive twined with wool."
+
+"A short time ago, he who had dared to propose the erection of such an
+altar would have been put to death," said Anaxagoras. "The pestilence
+has not been sent in vain, if the faith in images is shaken, and the
+Athenians have been led to reverence One great Principle of Order, even
+though they call it unknown."
+
+"It is fear, unmingled with reverence, in the minds of many," replied
+the philosopher of Academus. "As for the multitude, they consider all
+principles of right and wrong as things that may exist, or not exist,
+according to the vote of the Athenian people. Of ideas eternal in their
+nature, and therefore incapable of being created or changed by the will
+of a majority, they cannot conceive. When health is restored, they will
+return to the old worship of forms, as readily as they changed from
+Pericles to Cleon, and will again change from him to Pericles."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head and smiled, as he said: "Ah, Plato!
+Plato! where will you find materials for your ideal republic?"
+
+"In an ideal Atlantis," replied the Athenian, smiling in return; "or
+perchance in the fabled groves of Argive Hera, where the wild beasts are
+tamed--the deer and the wolf lie down together--and the weak animal
+finds refuge from his powerful pursuer. But the principle of a republic
+is none the less true, because mortals make themselves unworthy to
+receive it. The best doctrines become the worst, when they are used for
+evil purposes. Where a love of power is the ruling object, the tendency
+is corruption; and the only difference between Persia and Athens is,
+that in one place power is received by birth, in the other obtained by
+cunning.
+
+"Thus it will ever be; while men grope in the darkness of their outward
+nature; which receives no light from the inward, because they will not
+open the doors of the temple, where a shrine is placed, from which it
+ever beams forth with occult and venerable splendour.
+
+"Philosophers would do well if they ceased to disturb themselves with
+the meaning of mythologic fables, and considered whether they have not
+within themselves a serpent possessing more folds than Typhon, and far
+more raging and fierce. When the wild beasts within the soul are
+destroyed, men will no longer have to contend against their visible
+forms."
+
+"But tell me, O admirable Plato!" said Anaxagoras, "what connection can
+there be between the inward allegorical serpent, and the created form
+thereof?"
+
+"One could not exist without the other," answered Plato, "because where
+there is no ideal, there can be no image. There are doubtless men in
+other parts of the universe better than we are, because they stand on a
+higher plane of existence, and approach nearer to the _idea_ of man. The
+celestial lion is intellectual, but the sublunary irrational; for the
+former is nearer the _idea_ of a lion. The lower planes of existence
+receive the influences of the higher, according to the purity and
+stillness of the will. If this be restless and turbid, the waters from a
+pure fountain become corrupted, and the corruption flows down to lower
+planes of existence, until it at last manifests itself in corporeal
+forms. The sympathy thus produced between things earthly and celestial
+is the origin of imagination; by which men have power to trace the
+images of supernal forms, invisible to mortal eyes. Every man can be
+elevated to a higher plane by quiescence of the will; and thus may
+become a prophet. But none are perfect ones; because all have a tendency
+to look downward to the opinions of men in the same existence with
+themselves: and this brings them upon a lower plane, where the prophetic
+light glimmers and dies. The Pythia at Delphi, and the priestess in
+Dodona, have been the cause of very trifling benefits, when in a
+cautious, prudent state; but when agitated by a divine mania, they have
+produced many advantages, both public and private, to the Greeks."
+
+The conversation was interrupted by the merry shouts of children; and
+presently a troop of boys and girls appeared, leading two lambs decked
+with garlands. They were twin lambs of a ewe that had died; and they had
+been trained to suck from a pipe placed in a vessel of milk. This day,
+for the first time, the young ram had placed his budding horns under the
+throat of his sister lamb, and pushed away her head that he might take
+possession of the pipe himself. The children were greatly delighted with
+this exploit, and hastened to exhibit it before their old friend
+Anaxagoras, who always entered into their sports with a cheerful heart.
+Philothea replenished the vessel of milk; and the gambols of the young
+lambs, with the joyful laughter of the children, diffused a universal
+spirit of gladness. One little girl filled the hands of the old
+philosopher with tender leaves, that the beautiful animals might come
+and eat; while another climbed his knees, and put her little fingers on
+his venerable head, saying, "Your hair is as white as the lamb's; will
+Philothea spin it, father?"
+
+The maiden, who had been gazing at the little group with looks full of
+tenderness, timidly raised her eyes to Plato, and said, "Son of Aristo,
+these have not wandered so far from their divine home as we have!"
+
+The philosopher had before observed the peculiar radiance of Philothea's
+expression, when she raised her downcast eyes; but it never before
+appeared to him so much like light suddenly revealed from the inner
+shrine of a temple.
+
+With a feeling approaching to worship, he replied, "Maiden, your own
+spirit has always remained near its early glories."
+
+When the glad troop of children departed, Plato followed them to see
+their father's flocks, and play quoits with the larger boys. Anaxagoras
+looked after him with a pleased expression, as he said, "He will delight
+their minds, as he has elevated ours. Assuredly, his soul is like the
+Homeric, chain of gold, one end of which rests on earth, and the other
+terminates in Heaven."
+
+Milza was daily employed in fields not far distant, to tend a
+neighbour's goats, and Philothea, wishing to impart the welcome tidings,
+took up the shell with which she was accustomed to summon her to her
+evening labours. She was about to apply the shell to her lips, when she
+perceived the young Arcadian standing in the vine-covered arbour, with
+Geta, who had seized her by each cheek and was kissing her after the
+fashion of the Grecian peasantry. With a smile and a blush, the maiden
+turned away hastily, lest the humble lovers should perceive they were
+discovered.
+
+The frugal supper waited long on the table before Plato returned. As he
+entered, Anaxagoras pointed to the board, which rested on rude sticks
+cut from the trees, and said, "Son of Aristo, all I have to offer you
+are dried grapes, bread, wild honey, and water from the brook."
+
+"More I should not taste if I were at the table of Alcibiades," replied
+the philosopher of Athens. "When I see men bestow much thought on eating
+and drinking, I marvel that they will labour so diligently in building
+their own prisons. Here, at least, we can restore the Age of Innocence,
+when no life was taken to gratify the appetite of man, and the altars of
+the gods were unstained with blood."
+
+Philothea, contrary to the usual custom of Grecian women, remained with
+her grandfather and his guest during their simple repast, and soon after
+retired to her own apartment.
+
+When they were alone, Plato informed his aged friend that his visit to
+Lampsacus was at the request of Pericles. Hippocrates had expressed a
+hope that the presence of Philothea might, at least in some degree,
+restore the health of Paralus; and the heart-stricken father had sent to
+intreat her consent to a union with his son.
+
+"Philothea would not leave me, even if I urged it with tears," replied
+Anaxagoras; "and I am forbidden to return to Athens."
+
+"Pericles has provided an asylum for you, on the borders of Attica,"
+answered Plato; "and the young people would soon join you, after their
+marriage. He did not suppose that his former proud opposition to their
+loves would be forgotten; but he said hearts like yours would forgive it
+all, the more readily because he was now a man deprived of power, and
+his son suffering under a visitation of the gods. Alcibiades laughed
+aloud when he heard of this proposition; and said his uncle would never
+think of making it to any but a maiden who sees the zephyrs run and
+hears the stars sing. He spoke truth in his profane merriment. Pericles
+knows that she who obediently listens to the inward voice will be most
+likely to seek the happiness of others, forgetful of her own wrongs."
+
+"I do not believe the tender-hearted maiden ever cherished resentment
+against any living thing," replied Anaxagoras. "She often reminds me of
+Hesiod's description of Leto:
+
+  'Placid to men and to immortal gods;
+  Mild from the first beginning of her days;
+  Gentlest of all in Heaven.'
+
+"She has indeed been a precious gift to my old age. Simple and loving as
+she is, there are times when her looks and words fill me with awe, as if
+I stood in the presence of divinity."
+
+"It is a most lovely union when the Muses and the Charities inhabit the
+same temple," said Plato. "I think she learned of you to be a constant
+worshipper of the innocent and graceful nymphs, who preside over kind
+and gentle actions. But tell me, Anaxagoras, if this marriage is
+declined, who will protect the daughter of Alcimenes when you are
+gone?"
+
+The philosopher replied, "I have a sister Heliodora, the youngest of my
+father's flock; who is Priestess of the Sun, at Ephesus. Of all my
+family, she has least despised me for preferring philosophy to gold; and
+report bespeaks her wise and virtuous. I have asked and obtained from
+her a promise to protect Philothea when I am gone; but I will tell my
+child the wishes of Pericles, and leave her to the guidance of her own
+heart. If she enters the home of Paralus, she will be to him, as she has
+been to me, a blessing like the sunshine."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+  Adieu, thou sun, and fields of golden light;
+  For the last time I drink thy radiance bright,
+  And sink to sleep.
+                                   ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The galley that brought Plato from Athens was sent on a secret political
+mission, and was not expected to revisit Lampsacus until the return of
+another moon. Anaxagoras, always mindful of the happiness of those
+around him, proposed that the constancy of faithful Geta should be
+rewarded by an union with Milza. The tidings were hailed with joy; not
+only by the young couple, but by all the villagers. The superstition of
+the little damsel did indeed suggest numerous obstacles. The sixteenth
+of the month must on no account be chosen; one day was unlucky for a
+wedding, because as she returned from the fields, an old woman busy at
+the distaff had directly crossed her path; and another was equally so,
+because she had seen a weasel, without remembering to throw three stones
+as it passed. But at last there came a day against which no objections
+could be raised. The sky was cloudless, and the moon at its full; both
+deemed propitious omens. A white kid had been sacrificed to Artemis, and
+baskets of fruit and poppies been duly placed upon her altar. The long
+white veil woven by Milza and laid by for this occasion, was taken out
+to be bleached in the sunshine and dew. Philothea presented a zone,
+embroidered by her own skilful hands; Anaxagoras bestowed a pair of
+sandals laced with crimson; and Geta purchased a bridal robe of flaming
+colours.
+
+Plato promised to supply the feast with almonds and figs. The peasant,
+whose goats Milza had tended, sent six large vases of milk, borne by
+boys crowned with garlands. And the matrons of the village, with whom
+the kind little Arcadian had ever been a favourite, presented a huge
+cake, carried aloft on a bed of flowers, by twelve girls clothed in
+white. The humble residence of the old philosopher was almost covered
+with the abundant blossoms brought by joyful children. The door posts
+were crowned with garlands anointed with oil, and bound with fillets of
+wool. The bride and bridegroom were carried in procession, on a litter
+made of the boughs of trees, plentifully adorned with garlands and flags
+of various colours; preceded by young men playing on reeds and flutes,
+and followed by maidens bearing a pestle and sieve. The priest performed
+the customary sacrifices at the altar of Hera; the omens were
+propitious; libations were poured; and Milza returned to her happy home,
+the wife of her faithful Geta. Feasting continued till late in the
+evening, and the voice of music was not hushed until past the hour of
+midnight.
+
+The old philosopher joined in the festivity, and in the cheerfulness of
+his heart exerted himself beyond his strength. Each succeeding day found
+him more feeble; and Philothea soon perceived that the staff on which
+she had leaned from her childhood was about to be removed forever. On
+the twelfth day after Milza's wedding, he asked to be led into the open
+portico, that he might enjoy the genial warmth. He gazed on the bright
+landscape, as if it had been the countenance of a friend. Then looking
+upward, with a placid smile, he said to Plato, "You tell me that Truth
+acts upon the soul, like the Sun upon the eye, when it turneth to him.
+Would that I could be as easily and certainly placed in the light of
+truth, as I have been in this blessed sunshine! But in vain I seek to
+comprehend the mystery of my being. All my thoughts on this subject are
+dim and shadowy, as the ghosts seen by Odysseus on the Stygian shore."
+
+Plato answered: "Thus it must ever be, while the outward world lies so
+near us, and the images of things crowd perpetually on the mind. An
+obolus held close to the eye may prevent our seeing the moon and the
+stars; and thus does the ever-present earth exclude the glories of
+Heaven. But in the midst of uncertainty and fears, one feeling alone
+remains; and that is hope, strong as belief, that virtue can never die.
+In pity to the cravings of the soul, something will surely be given in
+future time more bright and fixed than the glimmering truths preserved
+in poetic fable; even as radiant stars arose from the ashes of Orion's
+daughters, to shine in the heavens an eternal crown."
+
+The old man replied, "I have, as you well know, been afraid to indulge
+in your speculations concerning the soul, lest I should spend my life in
+unsatisfied attempts to embrace beautiful shadows."
+
+"To me likewise they have sometimes appeared doctrines too high and
+solemn to be taught," rejoined Plato: "Often when I have attempted to
+clothe them in language, the airy forms have glided from me, mocking me
+with their distant beauty. We are told of Tantalus surrounded by water
+that flows away when he attempts to taste it, and with delicious fruits
+above his head, carried off by a sudden wind whenever he tries to seize
+them. It was his crime that, being admitted to the assemblies of
+Olympus, he brought away the nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and gave
+them unto mortals. Sometimes, when I have been led to discourse of ideal
+beauty, with those who perceive only the images of things, the
+remembrance of that unhappy son of Zeus has awed me into silence."
+
+While they were yet speaking, the noise of approaching wheels was heard,
+and presently a splendid chariot, with four white horses, stopped before
+the humble dwelling.
+
+A stranger, in purple robes, descended from the chariot, followed by
+servants carrying a seat of ivory inlaid with silver, a tuft of peacock
+feathers to brush away the insects, and a golden box filled with
+perfumes. It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomenae, the nephew of
+Anaxagoras. He had neglected and despised the old man in his poverty,
+but had now come to congratulate him on the rumour of Philothea's
+approaching marriage with the son of Pericles. The aged philosopher
+received him with friendly greeting, and made him known to Plato.
+Chrysippus gave a glance at the rude furniture of the portico, and
+gathered his perfumed robes carefully about him.
+
+"Son of Basileon, it is the dwelling of cleanliness, though it be the
+abode of poverty," said the old man, in a tone of mild reproof.
+
+Geta had officiously brought a wooden bench for the high-born guest;
+but he waited till his attendants had opened the ivory seat, and covered
+it with crimson cloth, before he seated himself, and replied:
+
+"Truly, I had not expected to find the son of Hegesibulus in so mean a
+habitation. No man would conjecture that you were the descendant of
+princes."
+
+With a quiet smile, the old man answered,--"Princes have not wished to
+proclaim kindred with Anaxagoras; and why should he desire to perpetuate
+the remembrance of what they have forgotten?"
+
+Chrysippus looked toward Plato, and with some degree of embarrassment
+sought to excuse himself, by saying, "My father often told me that it
+was your own choice to withdraw from your family; and if they have not
+since offered to share their wealth with you, it is because you have
+ever been improvident of your estates."
+
+"What! Do you not take charge of them?" inquired Anaxagoras. "I gave my
+estates to your father, from the conviction that he would take better
+care of them than I could do; and in this I deemed myself most
+provident."
+
+"But you went to Athens, and took no care for your country," rejoined
+the prince.
+
+The venerable philosopher pointed to the heavens, that smiled serenely
+above them,--and said, "Nay, young man, my greatest care has ever been
+for my country."
+
+In a more respectful tone, Chrysippus rejoined: "Anaxagoras, all men
+speak of your wisdom; but does this fame so far satisfy you, that you
+never regret you sacrificed riches to philosophy?"
+
+"I am satisfied with the pursuit of wisdom, not with the fame of it,"
+replied the sage. "In my youth, I greatly preferred wisdom to gold; and
+as I approach the Stygian shore, gold has less and less value in my
+eyes. Charon will charge my disembodied spirit but a single obolus for
+crossing his dark ferry. Living mortals only need a golden bough to
+enter the regions of the dead."
+
+The prince seemed thoughtful for a moment, as he gazed on the benevolent
+countenance of his aged relative.
+
+"If it be as you have said, Anaxagoras is indeed happier than princes,"
+he replied. "But I came to speak of the daughter of Alcimenes. I have
+heard that she is beautiful, and the destined wife of Paralus of
+Athens."
+
+"It is even so," said the philosopher; "and it would gladden my heart,
+if I might be permitted to see her placed under the protection of
+Pericles, before I die."
+
+"Has a sufficient dowry been provided?" inquired Chrysippus. "No one of
+our kindred must enter the family of Pericles as a slave."
+
+A slight colour mantled in the old man's cheeks, as he answered, "I have
+friends in Athens, who will not see my precious child suffer shame for
+want of a few drachmae."
+
+"I have brought with me a gift, which I deemed in some degree suited to
+the dignity of our ancestors," rejoined the prince; "and I indulged the
+hope of giving it into the hands of the maiden."
+
+As he spoke, he made a signal to his attendants, who straightway brought
+from the chariot a silver tripod lined with gold, and a bag containing
+a hundred golden staters. At the same moment, Milza entered, and in a
+low voice informed Anaxagoras that Philothea deemed this prolonged
+interview with the stranger dangerous to his feeble health; and begged
+that he would suffer himself to be placed on the couch. The invalid
+replied by a message desiring her presence. As she entered, he said to
+her, "Philothea, behold your kinsman Chrysippus, son of Basileon."
+
+The illustrious guest was received with the same modest and friendly
+greeting, that would have been bestowed on the son of a worthy peasant.
+The prince felt slightly offended that his splendid dress and
+magnificent equipage produced so little effect on the family of the
+philosopher; but as the fame of Philothea's beauty had largely mingled
+with other inducements to make the visit, he endeavoured to conceal his
+pride, and as he offered the rich gifts, said in a respectful tone,
+"Daughter of Alcimenes, the tripod is from Heliodora, Priestess at
+Ephesus. The golden coin is from my own coffers. Accept them for a
+dowry; and allow me to claim one privilege in return. As I cannot be at
+the marriage feast, to share the pleasures of other kinsmen, permit the
+son of Basileon to see you now one moment without your veil."
+
+He waved his hand for his attendants to withdraw; but the maiden
+hesitated, until Anaxagoras said mildly, "Chrysippus is of your father's
+kindred; and it is discreet that his request be granted."
+
+Philothea timidly removed her veil, and a modest blush suffused her
+lovely countenance, as she said, "Thanks, Prince of Clazomenae, for
+these munificent gifts. May the gods long preserve you a blessing to
+your family and people."
+
+"The gifts are all unworthy of her who receives them," replied
+Chrysippus, gazing so intently that the maiden, with rosy confusion,
+replaced her veil.
+
+Anaxagoras invited his royal guest to share a philosopher's repast, to
+which he promised should be added a goblet of wine, lately sent from
+Lampsacus. The prince courteously accepted his invitation; and the kind
+old man, wearied with the exertions he had made, was borne to his couch
+in an inner apartment. When Plato had assisted Philothea and Milza in
+arranging his pillows, and folding the robe about his feet, he returned
+to the portico. Philothea supposed the stranger was about to follow him;
+and without raising her head, as she bent over her grandfather's couch,
+she said: "He is feeble, and needs repose. In the days of his, strength,
+he would not have thus left you to the courtesy of our Athenian guest."
+
+"Would to the gods that I had sought him sooner!" rejoined Chrysippus.
+"While I have gathered foreign jewels, I have been ignorant of the gems
+in my own family."
+
+Then stooping down, he took Anaxagoras by the hand, and said
+affectionately, "Have you nothing to ask of your brother's son?"
+
+"Nothing but your prayers for us, and a gentle government for your
+people," answered the old man. "I thank you for your kindness to this
+precious orphan. For myself, I am fast going where I shall need less
+than ever the gifts of princes."
+
+"Would you not like to be buried with regal honour, in your native
+Clazomenae?" inquired the prince.
+
+The philosopher again pointed upward as he replied, "Nay. The road to
+heaven would be no shorter from Clazomenae."
+
+"And what monument would you have reared to mark the spot where
+Anaxagoras sleeps?" said Chrysippus.
+
+"I wish to be buried after the ancient manner, with the least possible
+trouble and expense," rejoined the invalid. "The money you would expend
+for a monument may be given to some captive sighing in bondage. Let an
+almond tree be planted near my grave, that the boys may love to come
+there, as to a pleasant home."
+
+"The citizens of Lampsacus, hearing of your illness, requested me to ask
+what they should do in honour of your memory, when it pleased the gods
+to call you hence. What response do you give to this message?" inquired
+the prince.
+
+The philosopher answered, "Say to them that I desire all the children
+may have a holiday on the anniversary of my death."
+
+Chrysippus remained silent for a few moments; and then continued:
+"Anaxagoras, I perceive that you are strangely unlike other mortals; and
+I know not how you will receive the proposal I am about to make.
+Philothea has glided from the apartment, as if afraid to remain in my
+presence. That graceful maiden is too lovely for any destiny meaner than
+a royal marriage. As a kinsman, I have the best claim to her; and if it
+be your will, I will divorce my Phoenician Astarte, and make Philothea
+princess of Clazomenae."
+
+"Thanks, son of Basileon," replied the old man; "but I love the innocent
+orphan too well to bestow upon her the burden and the dangers of
+royalty."
+
+"None could dispute your own right to exchange power and wealth for
+philosophy and poverty," said Chrysippus; "but though you are the lawful
+guardian of this maiden, I deem it unjust to reject a splendid alliance
+without her knowledge."
+
+"Philothea gave her affections to Paralus, even in the days of their
+childhood," replied Anaxagoras; "and she is of a nature too divine to
+place much value on the splendour that passes away."
+
+The prince seemed disturbed and chagrined by this imperturbable spirit
+of philosophy; and after a few brief remarks retreated to the portico.
+
+Here he entered into conversation with Plato; and after some general
+discourse, spoke of his wishes with regard to Philothea. "Anaxagoras
+rejects the alliance," said he, smiling; "but take my word for it, the
+maiden would not dismiss the matter thus lightly. I have never yet seen
+a woman who preferred philosophy to princes."
+
+"Kings are less fortunate than philosophers," responded Plato; "I have
+known several women, who preferred wisdom to gold. Could Chrysippus look
+into those divine eyes, and yet believe that Philothea's soul would
+rejoice in the pomp of princes?"
+
+The wealthy son of Basileon still remained incredulous of any exceptions
+to woman's vanity; and finally obtained a promise from Plato, that he
+would use his influence with his friend to have the matter left
+entirely to Philothea's decision.
+
+When the maiden was asked by her grandfather, whether she would be the
+wife of Paralus, smitten by the hand of disease, or princess of
+Clazomenae, surrounded by more grandeur than Penelope could boast in her
+proudest days--her innocent countenance expressed surprise, not
+unmingled with fear, that the mind of Anaxagoras was wandering. But when
+assured that Chrysippus seriously proposed to divorce his wife and marry
+her, a feeling of humiliation came over her, that a man, ignorant of the
+qualities of her soul, should be thus captivated by her outward beauty,
+and regard it as a thing to be bought with gold. But the crimson tint
+soon subsided from her transparent cheek, and she quietly replied, "Tell
+the prince of Clazomenae that I have never learned to value riches; nor
+could I do so, without danger of being exiled far from my divine home."
+
+When these words were repeated to Chrysippus, he exclaimed impatiently,
+"Curse on the folly which philosophers dignify with the name of wisdom!"
+
+After this, nothing could restore the courtesy he had previously
+assumed. He scarcely tasted the offered fruit and wine; bade a cold
+farewell, and soon rolled away in his splendid chariot, followed by his
+train of attendants.
+
+This unexpected interview produced a singular excitement in the mind of
+Anaxagoras. All the occurrences of his youth passed vividly before him;
+and things forgotten for years were remembered like events of the past
+hour. Plato sat by his side till the evening twilight deepened,
+listening as he recounted scenes long since witnessed in Athens. When
+they entreated him to seek repose, he reluctantly assented, and said to
+his friend, with a gentle pressure of the hand, "Farewell, son of
+Aristo. Pray for me before you retire to your couch."
+
+Plato parted the silver hairs, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead;
+then crowning himself with a garland, he knelt before an altar that
+stood in the apartment, and prayed aloud: "O thou, who art King of
+Heaven, life and death are in thy hand! Grant what is good for us,
+whether we ask it, or ask it not; and refuse that which would be
+hurtful, even when we ask it most earnestly."
+
+"That contains the spirit of all prayer," said the old philosopher. "And
+now, Plato, go to thy rest; and I will go to mine. Very pleasant have
+thy words been to me. Even like the murmuring of fountains in a parched
+and sandy desert." When left alone with his grandchild and Milza, the
+invalid still seemed unusually excited, and his eyes shone with unwonted
+brightness. Again he recurred to his early years, and talked fondly of
+his wife and children. He dwelt on the childhood of Philothea with
+peculiar pleasure. "Often, very often," said he, "thy infant smiles and
+artless speech led my soul to divine things; when, without thee, the
+link would have been broken, and the communication lost."
+
+He held her hand affectionately in his, and often drew her toward him,
+that he might kiss her cheek. Late in the night, sleep began to steal
+over him with gentle influence; and Philothea was afraid to move, lest
+she should disturb his slumbers.
+
+Milza reposed on a couch close by her side, ready to obey the slightest
+summons; the small earthen lamp that stood on the floor, shaded by an
+open tablet, burned dim; and the footsteps of Plato were faintly heard
+in the stillness of the night, as he softly paced to and fro in the open
+portico.
+
+Philothea leaned her head upon the couch, and gradually yielded to the
+drowsy influence.
+
+When she awoke, various objects in the apartment were indistinctly
+revealed by the dawning light. All was deeply quiet. She remained
+kneeling by her grandfather's side, and her hand was still clasped in
+his; but it was chilled beneath his touch. She arose, gently placed his
+arm on the couch, and looked upon his face. A placid smile rested on his
+features; and she saw that his spirit had passed in peace.
+
+She awoke Milza, and desired that the household might be summoned. As
+they stood around the couch of that venerable man, Geta and Milza wept
+bitterly; but Philothea calmly kissed his cold cheek; and Plato looked
+on him with serene affection, as he said, "So sleep the good."
+
+A lock of grey hair suspended on the door, and a large vase of water at
+the threshold, early announced to the villagers that the soul of
+Anaxagoras had passed from its earthly tenement. The boys came with
+garlands to decorate the funeral couch of the beloved old man; and no
+tribute of respect was wanting; for all that knew him blessed his
+memory.
+
+He was buried, as he had desired, near the clepsydra in the little
+brook; a young almond tree was planted on his grave; and for years
+after, all the children commemorated the anniversary of his death, by a
+festival called Anaxagoreia.
+
+Pericles had sent two discreet matrons, and four more youthful
+attendants, to accompany Philothea to Athens, in case she consented to
+become the wife of Paralus. The morning after the decease of Anaxagoras,
+Plato sent a messenger to Lampsacus, desiring the presence of these
+women, accompanied by Euago and his household. As soon as the funeral
+rites were passed, he entreated Philothea to accept the offered
+protection of Euago, the friend of his youth, and connected by marriage
+with the house of Pericles. "I urge it the more earnestly," said he,
+"because I think you have reason to fear the power and resentment of
+Chrysippus. Princes do not willingly relinquish a pursuit; and his train
+could easily seize you and your attendants, without resistance from
+these simple villagers."
+
+Aglaonice, wife of Euago, likewise urged the orphan, in the most
+affectionate manner, to return with them to Lampsacus, and there await
+the departure of the galley. Philothea acknowledged the propriety of
+removal, and felt deeply thankful for the protecting influence of her
+friends. The simple household furniture was given to Milza; her own
+wardrobe, with many little things that had become dear to her, were
+deposited in the chariot of Euago; the weeping villagers had taken an
+affectionate farewell; and sacrifices to the gods had been offered on
+the altar in front of the dwelling.
+
+Still Philothea lingered and gazed on the beautiful scenes where she
+had passed so many tranquil hours. Tears mingled with her smiles, as she
+said, "O, how hard it is to believe the spirit of Anaxagoras will be as
+near me in Athens, as it is here, where his bones lie buried!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+  One day, the muses twined the hands
+  Of infant love with flowery bands,
+  And gave the smiling captive boy
+  To be Celestial Beauty's joy.
+                             ANACREON.
+
+
+While Philothea remained at Lampsacus, awaiting the arrival of the
+galley, news came that Chrysippus, with a company of horsemen, had been
+to her former residence, under the pretext of paying funeral rites to
+his deceased relative. At the same time, several robes, mantles, and
+veils, were brought from Heliodora at Ephesus; with the request that
+they, as well as the silver tripod, should be considered, not as a
+dowry, but as gifts to be disposed of as she pleased. The priestess
+mentioned feeble health as a reason for not coming in person to bid the
+orphan farewell; and promised that sacrifices and prayers for her
+happines should be duly offered at the shrine of radiant Phoebus.
+
+Philothea smiled to remember how long she had lived in Ionia without
+attracting the notice of her princely relatives, until her name became
+connected with the illustrious house of Pericles; but she meekly
+returned thanks and friendly wishes, together with the writings of
+Simonides, beautifully copied by her own hand.
+
+The day of departure at length arrived. All along the shore might be
+seen smoke rising from the altars of Poseidon, AEolus, Castor and
+Polydeuces, and the sea-green Sisters of the Deep. To the usual danger
+of winds and storms was added the fear of encountering hostile fleets;
+and every power that presided over the destinies of sailors was invoked
+by the anxious mariners. But their course seemed more like an excursion
+in a pleasure barge, than a voyage on the ocean. They rowed along
+beneath a calm and sunny sky, keeping close to the verdant shores where,
+ever and anon, temples, altars, and statues, peeped forth amid groves of
+cypress and cedar; under the shadow of which many a festive train hailed
+the soft approach of spring, with pipe, and song, and choral dance.
+
+The tenth day saw the good ship Halcyone safely moored in the harbour of
+Phalerum, chosen in preference to the more crowded and diseased port of
+the Piraeus. The galley having been perceived at a distance, Pericles and
+Clinias were waiting, with chariots, in readiness to convey Philothea
+and her attendants. The first inquiries of Pericles were concerning the
+health of Anaxagoras; and he seemed deeply affected, when informed that
+he would behold his face no more. Philothea's heart was touched by the
+tender solemnity of his manner when he bade her welcome to Athens. Plato
+anticipated the anxious question that trembled on her tongue; and a
+brief answer indicated that no important change had taken place in
+Paralus. Clinias kindly urged the claims of himself and wife to be
+considered the parents of the orphan; and they all accompanied her to
+his house, attended by boys burning incense, as a protection against the
+pestilential atmosphere of the marshy grounds.
+
+When they alighted, Philothea timidly, but earnestly, asked to see
+Paralus without delay. Their long-cherished affection, the full
+communion of soul they had enjoyed together, and the peculiar visitation
+which now rested on him, all combined to make her forgetful of ceremony.
+
+Pericles went to seek his son, and found him reclining on the couch
+where he had left him. The invalid seemed to be in a state of deep
+abstraction, and offered no resistance as they led him to the chariot.
+When they entered the house of Clinias, he looked around with a painful
+expression of weariness, until they tenderly placed him on a couch. He
+was evidently disturbed by the presence of those about him, but
+unmindful of any familiar faces, until Philothea suddenly knelt by his
+side, and throwing back her veil, said, "Paralus! dear Paralus! Do you
+not know me?" Then his whole face kindled with an expression of joy, so
+intense that Pericles for a moment thought the faculties of his soul
+were completely restored.
+
+But the first words he uttered showed a total unconsciousness of past
+events. "Oh, Philothea!" he exclaimed, "I have not heard your voice
+since last night, when you came to me and sung that beautiful welcome to
+the swallows, which all the little children like so well."
+
+On the preceding evening, Philothea, being urged by her maidens to sing,
+had actually warbled that little song; thinking all the while of the
+days of childhood, when she and Paralus used to sing it, to please their
+young companions. When she heard this mysterious allusion to the music,
+she looked at Plato with an expression of surprise; while Milza and the
+other attendants seemed afraid in the presence of one thus visited by
+the gods.
+
+With looks full of beaming affection, the invalid continued: "And now,
+Philothea, we will again walk to that pleasant place, where we went when
+you finished the song."
+
+In low and soothing tones, the maiden inquired, "Where did we go,
+Paralus?"
+
+"Have you forgotten?" he replied. "We went hand in hand up a high
+mountain. A path wound round it in spiral flexures, ever ascending, and
+communicating with all above and all below. A stream of water, pure as
+crystal, flowed along the path, from the summit to the base. Where we
+stood to rest awhile, the skies were of transparent blue; but higher up,
+the light was purple and the trees full of doves. We saw little children
+leading lambs to drink at the stream, and they raised their voices in
+glad shouts, to see the bright waters go glancing and glittering down
+the sides of the mountain."
+
+He remained silent and motionless for several minutes; and then
+continued: "But this path is dreary. I do not like this wide marsh, and
+these ruined temples. Who spoke then and told me it was Athens? But now
+I see the groves of Academus. There is a green meadow in the midst, on
+which rests a broad belt of sunshine. Above it, are floating little
+children with wings; and they throw down garlands to little children
+without wings, who are looking upward with joyful faces. Oh, how
+beautiful they are! Come, Philothea, let us join them."
+
+The philosopher smiled, and inwardly hailed the words as an omen
+auspicious to his doctrines. All who listened were deeply impressed by
+language so mysterious.
+
+The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music. A cithara
+being brought, Philothea played one of his favourite songs, accompanied
+by her voice. The well-remembered sounds seemed to fill him with joy
+beyond his power to express; and again his anxious parent cherished the
+hope that reason would be fully restored.
+
+He put his hand affectionately on Philothea's head, as he said, "Your
+presence evidently has a blessed influence; but oh, my daughter, what a
+sacrifice you are making--young and beautiful as you are!"
+
+"Nay, Pericles," she replied, "I deem it a privilege once more to hear
+the sound of his voice; though it speaks a strange, unearthly language."
+
+When they attempted to lead the invalid from the apartment, and
+Philothea, with a tremulous voice, said, "Farewell, Paralus,"--an
+expression of intense gloom came over his countenance, suddenly as a
+sunny field is obscured by passing clouds. "Not farewell to Eurydice!"
+he said: "It is sad music--sad music."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden was affected even to tears, and found it hard
+to submit to a temporary separation. But Pericles assured her that his
+son would probably soon fall asleep, and awake without any recollection
+of recent events. Before she retired to her couch, a messenger was sent
+to inform her that Paralus was in deep repose.
+
+Clinias having removed from the unhealthy Piraeus, in search of purer
+atmosphere, Philothea found him in the house once occupied by Phidias;
+and the hope that scenes of past happiness might prove salutary to the
+mind of Paralus, induced Pericles to prepare the former dwelling of
+Anaxagoras for his bridal home. The friends and relations of the invalid
+were extremely desirous to have Philothea's soothing influence
+continually exerted upon him; and the disinterested maiden earnestly
+wished to devote every moment of her life to the restoration of his
+precious health. Under these circumstances, it was deemed best that the
+marriage should take place immediately.
+
+The mother of Paralus had died; and Aspasia, with cautious delicacy,
+declined being present at the ceremony, under the pretext of ill health;
+but Phoenarete, the wife of Clinias, gladly consented to act as mother
+of the orphan bride.
+
+Propitiatory sacrifices were duly offered to Artemis, Hera, Pallas,
+Aphrodite, the Fates, and the Graces. On the appointed day, Philothea
+appeared in bridal garments, prepared by Phoenarete. The robe of fine
+Milesian texture, was saffron-coloured, with a purple edge. Over this,
+was a short tunic of brilliant crimson, confined at the waist by an
+embroidered zone, fastened with a broad clasp of gold. Glossy braids of
+hair were intertwined with the folds of her rose-coloured veil; and both
+bride and bridegroom were crowned with garlands of roses and myrtle. The
+chariot, in which they were seated, was followed by musicians, and a
+long train of friends and relatives. Arrived at the temple of Hera, the
+priest presented a branch, which they held between them as a symbol of
+the ties about to unite them. Victims were sacrificed, and the omens
+declared not unpropitious. When the gall had been cast behind the
+altar, Clinias placed Philothea's hand within the hand of Paralus; the
+bride dedicated a ringlet of her hair to Hera; the customary vows were
+pronounced by the priest; and the young couple were presented with
+golden cups of wine, from which they poured libations. The invalid was
+apparently happy; but so unconscious of the scene he was acting, that
+his father was obliged to raise his hand and pour forth the wine.
+
+The ceremonies being finished, the priest reminded Philothea that when a
+good wife died, Persephone formed a procession of the best women to
+scatter flowers in her path, and lead her spirit to Elysium. As he
+spoke, two doves alighted on the altar; but one immediately rose, and
+floated above the other, with a tender cooing sound. Its mate looked
+upward for a moment; and then both of them rose high in the air, and
+disappeared. The spectators hailed this as an auspicious omen; but
+Philothea pondered it in her heart, and thought she perceived a deeper
+meaning than was visible to them.
+
+As the company returned, with the joyful sound of music, many a friendly
+hand threw garlands from the housetops, and many voices pronounced a
+blessing.
+
+In consideration of the health of Paralus, the customary evening
+procession was dispensed with. An abundant feast was prepared at the
+house of Clinias. The gentle and serious bride joined with her female
+friends in the apartments of the women; but no bridegroom appeared at
+the banquet of the men.
+
+As the guests seated themselves at table, a boy came in covered with
+thorn-boughs and acorns, bearing a golden basket filled with bread, and
+singing, "I have left the worse and found the better." As he passed
+through the rooms, musicians began to play on various instruments, and
+troops of young dancers moved in airy circles to the sound.
+
+At an early hour, Philothea went to the apartment prepared for her in
+the home of her childhood. Phoenarete preceded her with a lighted torch,
+and her female attendants followed, accompanied by young Pericles,
+bearing on his head a vase of water from the Fountain of Callirhoee, with
+which custom required that the bride's feet should be bathed. Music was
+heard until a late hour, and epithalamia were again resumed with the
+morning light.
+
+The next day, a procession of women brought the bridal gifts of friends
+and relatives, preceded by a boy clothed in white, carrying a torch in
+one hand, and a basket of flowers in the other. Philothea, desirous to
+please the father of her husband, had particularly requested that this
+office might be performed by the youthful Pericles--a beautiful boy, the
+only son of Aspasia. The gifts were numerous; consisting of embroidered
+sandals, perfume boxes of ivory inlaid with gold, and various other
+articles, for use or ornament. Pericles sent a small ivory statue of
+Persephone gathering flowers in the vale of Enna; and Aspasia a clasp,
+representing the Naiades floating with the infant Eros, bound in
+garlands. The figures were intaglio, in a gem of transparent cerulean
+hue, and delicately painted. When viewed from the opposite side, the
+effect was extremely beautiful; for the graceful nymphs seemed actually
+moving in their native element Alcibiades presented a Sidonian veil, of
+roseate hue and glossy texture. Phoenarete bestowed a ring, on which was
+carved a dancing Oread; and Plato a cameo clasp, representing the infant
+Eros crowning a lamb with a garland of lilies.
+
+On the third day, custom allowed every relative to see the bride with
+her face unveiled; and the fame of her surpassing beauty induced the
+remotest connections of the family to avail themselves of the privilege.
+Philothea meekly complied with these troublesome requisitions; but her
+heart was weary for quiet hours, that she might hold free communion with
+Paralus, in that beautiful spirit-land, where his soul was wandering
+before its time.
+
+Music, and the sound of Philothea's voice, seemed the only links that
+connected him with a world of shadows; but his visions were so blissful,
+and his repose so full of peace, that restless and ambitious men might
+well have envied a state thus singularly combining the innocence of
+childhood with the rich imagination of maturer years.
+
+Many weeks passed away in bright tranquillity; and the watchful wife
+thought she at times perceived faint indication of returning health.
+Geta and Milza, in compliance with their own urgent entreaties, were her
+constant assistants in nursing the invalid; and more than once she
+imagined that he looked at them with an earnest expression, as if his
+soul were returning to the recollections of former years.
+
+Spring ripened into summer. The olive-garlands twined with wool,
+suspended on the doors during the festival of Thargelia, had withered
+and fallen; and all men talked of the approaching commemoration of the
+Olympic games.
+
+Hippocrates had been informed that Tithonus, the Ethiopian, possessed
+the singular power of leading the soul from the body, and again
+restoring it to its functions, by means of a soul-directing wand; and
+the idea arose in his mind, that this process might produce a salutary
+effect on Paralus.
+
+The hopes of the anxious father were easily kindled; and he at once
+became desirous that his son should be conveyed to Olympia; for it was
+reported that Tithonus would be present at the games.
+
+Philothea sighed deeply, as she listened to the proposition; for she had
+faith only in the healing power of perfect quiet, and the free communion
+of congenial souls. She yielded to the opinion of Pericles with
+characteristic humility; but the despondency of her tones did not pass
+unobserved.
+
+"It is partly for your sake that I wish it, my poor child," said he. "If
+it may be avoided, I will not see the whole of your youth consumed in
+anxious watchings."
+
+The young wife looked up with a serene and bright expression, as she
+replied, "Nay, my father, you have never seen me anxious, or troubled. I
+have known most perfect contentment since my union with your son."
+
+Pericles answered affectionately, "I believe it, my daughter; and I have
+marvelled at your cheerfulness. Assuredly, with more than Helen's
+beauty, you have inherited the magical Egyptian powder, whereby she
+drove away all care and melancholy."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+  _Iphegenia_--Absent so long, with joy I look on thee.
+  _Agamemnon_--And I on thee; so this is mutual joy.
+                                    EURIPIDES.
+
+
+In accordance with the advice of Hippocrates, the journey to Olympia was
+undertaken. Some time before the commencement of the games, a party,
+consisting of Pericles, Plato, Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants,
+made preparations for departure.
+
+Having kissed the earth of Athens, and sacrificed to Hermes and Hecate,
+the protectors of travellers, they left the city at the Dipylon Gate,
+and entered the road leading to Eleusis. The country presented a
+cheerless aspect; for fields and vineyards once fruitful were desolated
+by ferocious war. But religious veneration had protected the altars, and
+their chaste simplicity breathed the spirit of peace; while the
+beautiful little rustic temples of Demeter, in commemoration of her
+wanderings in search of the lost Persephone, spoke an ideal language,
+soothing to the heart amid the visible traces of man's destructive
+passions.
+
+During the solemnization of the Olympic Games, the bitterest animosities
+were laid aside. The inhabitants of states carrying on a deadly war with
+each other, met in peace and friendship. Even Megara, with all her
+hatred to Athens, gave the travellers a cordial welcome. In every house
+they entered, bread, wine, and salt, were offered to Zeus Xinias, the
+patron of hospitality.
+
+A pleasant grove of cypress trees announced the vicinity of Corinth,
+famed for its magnificence and beauty. A foot-path from the grove led to
+a secluded spot, where water was spouted forth by a marble dolphin, at
+the foot of a brazen statue of Poseidon.
+
+The travellers descended from their chariots to rest under the shadow of
+the lofty plane trees, and refresh themselves with a draught from the
+fountain. The public road was thronged with people on their way to
+Olympia. Most of them drove with renewed eagerness to enter Corinth
+before the evening twilight; for nearly all travellers made it a point
+to visit the remarkable scenes in this splendid and voluptuous city, the
+Paris of the ancient world. A few were attracted by the cool murmuring
+of the waters, and turned aside to the fountain of Poseidon. Among these
+was Artaphernes the Persian, who greeted Pericles, and made known his
+friend Orsames, lately arrived from Ecbatana. The stranger said he had
+with him a parcel for Anaxagoras; and inquired whether any tidings of
+that philosopher had been lately received in Athens. Pericles informed
+them of the death of the good old man, and mentioned that his
+grand-daughter, accompanied by her husband and attendants, was then in a
+retired part of the grove. The Persian took from his chariot a roll of
+parchment and a small box, and placed them in the hands of Geta, to be
+conveyed to Philothea. The tears came to her eyes, when she discovered
+that it was a friendly epistle from Philaemon to his beloved old master.
+It appeared to have been written soon after he heard of his exile, and
+was accompanied by a gift of four minae. His own situation was described
+as happy as it could be in a foreign land. His time was principally
+employed in instructing the sons of the wealthy satrap, Megabyzus; a
+situation which he owed to the friendly recommendation of Artaphernes.
+At the close, after many remarks concerning the politics of Athens, he
+expressed a wish to be informed of Eudora's fate, and an earnest hope
+that she was not beyond the reach of Philothea's influence.
+
+This letter awakened busy thoughts. The happy past and a cheerful future
+were opened to her mind, in all the distinctness of memory and the
+brightness of hope. At such moments, her heart yearned for the ready
+sympathy she had been wont to receive from Paralus. As she drew aside
+the curtains of the litter, and looked upon him in tranquil slumber, she
+thought of the wonderful gift of Tithonus, with an intense anxiety, to
+which her quiet spirit was usually a stranger. Affectionate
+recollections of Eudora, and the anticipated joy of meeting, mingled
+with this deeper tide of feeling, and increased her desire to arrive at
+the end of their journey. Pericles shared her anxiety, and admitted no
+delays but such as were necessary for the health of the invalid.
+
+From Corinth they passed into the pleasant valleys of Arcadia, encircled
+with verdant hills. Here nature reigned in simple beauty, unadorned by
+the magnificence of art. The rustic temples were generally composed of
+intertwined trees, in the recesses of which were placed wooden images of
+Pan, "the simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god." Here and there an aged
+man reposed in the shadow of some venerable oak; and the shepherds, as
+they tended their flocks, welcomed this brief interval of peace with
+the mingled music of reeds and flutes.
+
+Thence the travellers passed into the broad and goodly plains of Elis;
+protected from the spoiler by its sacred character, as the seat of the
+Olympic Games. In some places, troops of women might be seen in the
+distance, washing garments in the river Alpheus, and spreading them out
+to whiten in the sun. Fertility rewarded the labours of the husbandmen,
+and the smiling fields yielded pasturage to numerous horses, which
+Phoebus himself might have prized for strength, fleetness, and majestic
+beauty.
+
+Paralus passed through all these scenes entirely unconscious whether
+they were sad or cheerful. When he spoke, it was of things unrecognized
+by those of earthly mould; yet those who heard him found therein a
+strange and marvellous beauty, that seemed not altogether new to the
+soul, but was seen in a dim and pleasing light, like the recollections
+of infant years.
+
+The travellers stopped at a small town in the neighbourhood of Olympia,
+where Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants were to remain during the
+solemnization of the games. The place chosen for their retreat was the
+residence of Proclus and his wife Melissa; worthy, simple-hearted
+people, at whose house Phidias had died, and under whose protection he
+had placed Eudora.
+
+As the chariots approached the house, the loud barking of Hylax
+attracted the attention of Zoila, the merry little daughter of Proclus,
+who was playing in the fields with her brother Pterilaues. The moment the
+children espied a sight so unusual in that secluded place, they ran
+with all speed to carry tidings to the household. Eudora was busy at the
+loom; but she went out to look upon the strangers, saying, as she did
+so, that they were doubtless travellers, who, in passing to the Olympic
+Games, had missed their way.
+
+Her heart beat tumultuously when she saw Hylax capering and fawning
+about a man who bore a strong resemblance to Geta. The next moment, she
+recognized Pericles and Plato speaking with a tall, majestic looking
+woman, closely veiled. She darted forward a few paces, in the eagerness
+of her joy; but checked herself when she perceived that the stranger
+lingered; for she said, in her heart, "If it were Philothea, she could
+not be so slow in coming to meet me."
+
+Thus she reasoned, not knowing that Philothea was the wife of Paralus,
+and that his enfeebled health required watchful care. In a few moments
+her doubts were dispelled, and the friends were locked in each others'
+arms.
+
+Proclus gave the travellers a hospitable reception, and cheerfully
+consented that Paralus and his attendants should remain with them.
+Pericles, having made all necessary arrangements for the beloved
+invalid, bade an early farewell, and proceeded with Plato to Olympia.
+
+When Geta and Milza had received a cordial welcome; and Hylax had
+somewhat abated his boisterous joy; and old Dione, with the tears in her
+eyes, had brought forward treasures of grapes and wine--Eudora eagerly
+sought a private interview with the friend of her childhood.
+
+"Dearest Philothea!" she exclaimed, "I thought you were still in Ionia;
+and I never expected to see you again; and now you have come, my heart
+is _so_ full"----
+
+Unable to finish the sentence, she threw herself on that bosom where she
+had ever found sympathy in all her trials, and sobbed like a child.
+
+"My beloved Eudora," said Philothea, "you still carry with you a heart
+easily kindled; affections that heave and blaze like a volcano."
+
+The maiden looked up affectionately, and smiled through her tears, as
+she said, "The love you kindled in infancy has burned none the less
+strongly because there was no one to cherish it. If the volcano now
+blazes, it only proves how faithfully it has carried the hidden fire in
+its bosom."
+
+She paused, and spoke more sadly, as she added, "There was, indeed, one
+brief period, when it was well-nigh smothered. Would to the gods, _that_
+might pass into oblivion! But it will not. After Phidias came to Elis,
+he made for Plato a small statue of Mnemosyne, that turned and looked
+upward to Heaven, while she held a half-opened scroll toward the earth.
+It was beautiful beyond description; but there was bitterness in my
+heart when I looked upon it; I thought Memory should be represented
+armed with the scourge of the Furies."
+
+"And did you not perceive," said Philothea, "that yourself had armed the
+benignant goddess with a scourge? Thus do the best gifts from the Divine
+Fountain become changed by the will of those who receive them. But,
+dearest Eudora, though your heart retains its fire, a change has passed
+over your countenance. The cares of this world have driven away the
+spirit of gladness, that came with you from your divine home. That
+smiling twin of Innocence is ever present and visible while we are
+unconscious of its existence; but when in darkness and sorrow the soul
+asks where it has gone, a hollow voice, like the sound of autumn winds,
+echoes, 'Gone!'"
+
+Eudora sighed, as she answered, "It is even so. But I know not where you
+could have learned it; for you have ever seemed to live in a region
+above darkness and storms. Earth has left no shadow on your countenance.
+It expresses the same transparent innocence, the same mild love. A light
+not of this world is gleaming there; and it has grown brighter and
+clearer since we parted. I could almost believe that you accompany Hera
+to the Fountain of Canathus, where it is said she every year bathes to
+restore her infant purity."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she playfully laid her hand on Eudora's mouth, and
+said, "Nay, Eudora, you forget that flattery produces effects very
+unlike the Fountain of Canathus. We have been gazing in each other's
+faces, as if we fondly hoped there to read the record of all that has
+passed since we were separated. Yet, very little of all that we have
+known and felt--of all that has gradually become a portion of our
+life--is inscribed there. Perhaps you already know that Anaxagoras fell
+asleep in Ionia. The good old man died in peace, as he had lived in
+love. If I mistake not, while I talked with Pericles, Milza informed you
+that I was the wife of Paralus?"
+
+"Yes, dearest Philothea; but not till she had first told me of her own
+marriage with Geta."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she replied, "I believe it is the only case in
+which that affectionate creature thinks of herself, before she thinks of
+me; but Geta is to her an object of more importance than all the world
+beside. When we were in Ionia, I often found her whispering magical
+words, while she turned the sieve and shears, to ascertain whether her
+lover were faithful to his vows. I could not find it in my heart to
+reprove her fond credulity;--for I believe this proneness to wander
+beyond the narrow limits of the visible world is a glimmering
+reminiscence of parentage divine; and though in Milza's untutored mind
+the mysterious impulse takes an inglorious form, I dare not deride what
+the wisest soul can neither banish nor comprehend."
+
+As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the curtain, which
+separated them from the room where Paralus reposed, watched by the
+faithful Geta. There was a tender solemnity in the expression of her
+countenance, whereby Eudora conjectured the nature of her thoughts.
+Speaking in a subdued voice, she asked whether Paralus would inquire for
+her, when he awoke.
+
+"He will look for me, and seem bewildered, as if something were lost,"
+replied Philothea. "Since I perceived this, I have been careful not to
+excite painful sensations by my absence. Geta will give me notice when
+slumber seems to be passing away."
+
+"And do you think Tithonus can restore him?" inquired Eudora.
+
+Philothea answered, "Fear is stronger than hope. I thought I perceived a
+healing influence in the perfect quiet and watchful love that surrounded
+him in Athens; and to these I would fain have trusted, had it been the
+will of Pericles. But, dearest Eudora, let us not speak on this subject.
+It seems to me like the sacred groves, into which nothing unconsecrated
+may enter."
+
+After a short pause, Eudora said. "Then I will tell you my own history.
+After we came to Elis, Phidias treated me with more tenderness and
+confidence than he had ever done. Perhaps he observed that my proud,
+impetuous character was chastened and subdued by affliction and
+repentance. Though we were in the habit of talking unreservedly, he
+never alluded to the foolish conduct that offended him so seriously. I
+felt grateful for this generous forbearance; and by degress I learned to
+fear him less and love him deeply."
+
+"We received some tidings of him when Plato came into Ionia," rejoined
+Philothea; "and we rejoiced to learn that he found in Elis a rich
+recompense for the shameful ingratitude of Athens."
+
+"It was a rich recompense, indeed," replied Eudora. "The people
+reverenced him as if he were something more than mortal. His statue
+stands in the sacred grove at Olympia, bearing the simple inscription;
+'Phidias, Son of Charmides, sculptor of the Gods.' At his death, the
+Elians bestowed gifts on all his servants; endowed me with the yearly
+revenues of a farm; and appointed his nephew Pandaenus to the honourable
+office of preserving the statue of Olympian Zeus."
+
+"Did Phidias express no anxiety concerning your unprotected situation?"
+inquired Philothea.
+
+"It was his wish that I should marry Pandaenus," answered Eudora; "but
+he urged the subject no farther, when he found that I regarded the
+marriage with aversion. On his death-bed he charged his nephew to
+protect and cherish me as a sister. He left me under the guardianship of
+Proclus, with strict injunctions that I should have perfect freedom in
+the choice of a husband. He felt no anxiety concerning my maintenance;
+for the Elians had promised that all persons connected with him should
+be liberally provided at the public expense; and I was universally
+considered as the adopted daughter of Phidias."
+
+"And what did Pandaenus say to the wishes of his uncle?" asked
+Philothea.
+
+Eudora blushed slightly as she answered, "He tried to convince me that
+we should all be happier, if I would consent to the arrangement. I could
+not believe this; and Pandaenus was too proud to repeat his
+solicitations to a reluctant listener. I seldom see him; but when there
+is opportunity to do me service, he is very kind."
+
+Her friend looked earnestly upon her, as if seeking to read her heart;
+and inquired, "Has no other one gained your affections? I had some fears
+that I should find you married."
+
+"And why did you fear?" said Eudora: "Other friends would consider it a
+joyful occasion."
+
+"But I feared, because I have ever cherished the hope that you would be
+the wife of Philaemon," rejoined her companion.
+
+The sensitive maiden sighed deeply, and turned away her head, as she
+said, with a tremulous voice, "I have little doubt that Philaemon has
+taken a Persian wife, before this time."
+
+Philothea made no reply; but searched for the epistle she had received
+at Corinth, and placed it in the hands of her friend. Eudora started,
+when she saw the well-known writing of Philaemon. But when she read the
+sentence wherein he expressed affectionate solicitude for her welfare,
+she threw her arms convulsively about Philothea's neck, exclaiming, "Oh,
+my beloved friend, what a blessed messenger you have ever been to this
+poor heart!"
+
+For some moments, her agitation was extreme; but that gentle influence,
+which had so often soothed her, gradually calmed her perturbed feelings;
+and they talked freely of the possibility of regaining Philaemon's love.
+
+As Eudora stood leaning on her shoulder, Philothea, struck with the
+contrast in their figures, said: "When you were in Athens, we called you
+the Zephyr; and surely you are thinner now than you were then. I fear
+your health suffers from the anxiety of your mind. "See!" continued she,
+turning towards the mirror--"See what a contrast there is between us!"
+
+"There should be a contrast," rejoined Eudora, smiling: "The pillars of
+agoras are always of lighter and less majestic proportions than the
+pillars of temples."
+
+As she spoke, Geta lifted the curtain, and Philothea instantly obeyed
+the signal. For a few moments after her departure, Eudora heard the low
+murmuring of voices, and then the sound of a cithara, whose tones she
+well remembered. The tune was familiar to her in happier days, and she
+listened to it with tears.
+
+Her meditations were suddenly disturbed by little Zoila, who came in
+with a jump and a bound, to show a robe full of flowers she had gathered
+for the beautiful Athenian lady. When she perceived that tears had
+fallen on the blossoms, she suddenly changed her merry tones, and with
+artless affection inquired, "What makes Dora cry?"
+
+"I wept for the husband of that beautiful Athenian lady, because he is
+very ill," replied the maiden.
+
+"See the flowers!" exclaimed Zoila. "It looks as if the dew was on it;
+but the tears will not make it grow again--will they?"
+
+Eudora involuntarily shuddered at the omen conveyed in her childish
+words; but gave permission to carry her offering to the Athenian lady,
+if she would promise to step very softly, and speak in whispers.
+Philothea received the flowers thankfully, and placed them in vases near
+her husband's couch; for she still fondly hoped to win back the
+wandering soul by the presence of things peaceful, pure, and beautiful.
+She caressed the innocent little one, and tried to induce her to remain
+a few minutes; but the child seemed uneasy, as if in the presence of
+something that inspired fear. She returned to Eudora with a very
+thoughtful countenance; and though she often gathered flowers for "the
+tall infant," as she called Paralus, she could never after be persuaded
+to enter his apartment.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+                  They in me breathed a voice
+  Divine; that I might know, with listening ears,
+  Things past and future; and enjoined me praise
+  The race of blessed ones, that live for aye.
+                                           HESIOD
+
+
+PHILOTHEA to PHILAEMON, greeting:
+
+The body of Anaxagoras has gone to the Place of Sleep. If it were not
+so, his hand would have written in reply to thy kind epistle. I was with
+him when he died, but knew not the hour he departed, for he sunk to rest
+like an infant.
+
+We lived in peaceful poverty in Ionia; sometimes straitened for the
+means whereby this poor existence is preserved, but ever cheerful in
+spirit.
+
+I drank daily from the ivory cup thou didst leave for me, with thy
+farewell to Athens; and the last lines traced by my grandfather's hand
+still remain on the tablet thou didst give him. They are preserved for
+thee, to be sent in to Persia, if thou dost not return to Greece, as I
+hope thou wilt.
+
+I am now the wife of Paralus; and Pericles has brought us into the
+neighbourhood of Olympia, seeking medical aid for my husband, not yet
+recovered from the effects of the plague. Pure and blameless, Paralus
+has ever been--with a mind richly endowed by the gods; and all this thou
+well knowest. Yet he is as one that dies while he lives; though not
+altogether as one unbeloved by divine beings. Wonderful are the accounts
+he brings of that far-off world, where his spirit wanders. Sometimes I
+listen with fear, till all philosophy seems dim, and I shrink from the
+mystery of our being. When they do not disturb him with earthly
+medicines, he is quiet and happy. Waking, he speaks of things clothed in
+heavenly splendour; and in his sleep, he smiles like a child whose
+dreams are pleasant. I think this blessing comes from the Divine, by
+reason of the innocence of his life.
+
+We abide at the house of Proclus, a kind, truth-telling man, whose wife,
+Melissa, is at once diligent and quiet--a rare combination of goodly
+virtues. These worthy people have been guardians of Eudora, since the
+death of Phidias; and with much affection, they speak of her gentleness,
+patience, and modest retirement. Melissa told me Aspasia had urgently
+invited her to Athens, but she refused, without even asking the advice
+of her guardian. Thou knowest her great gifts would have been worshipped
+by the Athenians, and that Eudora herself could not be ignorant of this.
+
+Sometimes a stream is polluted in the fountain, and its waters are
+tainted through all its wanderings; and sometimes the traveller throws
+into a pure rivulet some unclean thing, which floats awhile, and is then
+rejected from its bosom. Eudora is the pure rivulet. A foreign stain
+floated on the surface, but never mingled with its waters.
+
+Phidias wished her to marry his nephew; and Pandaenus would fain have
+persuaded her to consent; but they forebore to urge it, when they saw it
+gave her pain. She is deeply thankful to her benefactor for allowing her
+a degree of freedom so seldom granted to Grecian maidens.
+
+The Elians, proud of their magnificent statue of Olympian Zeus, have
+paid extraordinary honours to the memory of the great sculptor, and
+provided amply for every member of his household. Eudora is industrious
+from choice, and gives liberally to the poor; particularly to orphans,
+who, like herself, have been brought into bondage by the violence of
+wicked men, or the chances of war. For some time past, she has felt all
+alone in the world;--a condition that marvellously helps to bring us
+into meekness and tenderness of spirit. When she read what thou didst
+write of her in thy epistle, she fell upon my neck and wept.
+
+I return to thee the four minae. He to whose necessities thou wouldst
+have kindly administered, hath gone where gold and silver avail not.
+Many believe that they who die sleep forever; but this they could not,
+if they had listened to words I have heard from Paralus.
+
+Son of Chaerilaues, farewell. May blessings be around thee, wheresoever
+thou goest, and no evil shadow cross thy threshold.
+
+Written in Elis, this thirteenth day of the increasing moon, in the
+month Hecatombaeon, and the close of the eighty-seventh Olympiad."
+
+Without naming her intention to Eudora, Philothea laid aside the scroll
+she had prepared, resolved to place it in the hands of Pericles, to be
+entrusted to the care of some Persian present at the games, which were
+to commence on the morrow.
+
+Before the hour of noon, Hylax gave notice of approaching strangers, who
+proved to be Pericles and Plato, attended by Tithonus. The young wife
+received them courteously, though a sudden sensation of dread ran
+through her veins with icy coldness. It was agreed that none but
+herself, Pericles, and Plato, should be present with Tithonus; and that
+profound silence should be observed. Preparation was made by offering
+solemn sacrifices to Phoebus, Hermes, Hecate, and Persephone; and
+Philothea inwardly prayed to that Divine Principle, revealed to her only
+by the monitions of his spirit in the stillness of her will.
+
+Tithonus stood behind the invalid, and remained perfectly quiet for many
+minutes. He then gently touched the back part of his head with a small
+wand, and leaning over him, whispered in his ear. An unpleasant change
+immediately passed over the countenance of Paralus; he endeavoured to
+place his hand on his head, and a cold shivering seized him. Philothea
+shuddered, and Pericles grew pale, as they watched these symptoms; but
+the silence remained unbroken. A second and a third time the Ethiopian
+touched him with his wand, and spoke in whispers. The expression of pain
+deepened; insomuch that his friends could not look upon him without
+anguish of heart. Finally his limbs straightened, and became perfectly
+rigid and motionless.
+
+Tithonus, perceiving the terror he had excited, said soothingly, "Oh,
+Athenians, be not afraid. I have never seen the soul withdrawn without a
+struggle with the body. Believe me, it will return. The words I
+whispered, were those I once heard from the lips of Plato: 'The human
+soul is guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest
+eyes, and wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is
+black, heavy and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.'
+
+"The second time, I whispered, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And the
+third time I said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no
+wings.' When life returns, Paralus will have remembrance of these
+words."
+
+"Oh, restore him! Restore him!" exclaimed Philothea, in tones of
+agonized entreaty.
+
+Tithonus answered with respectful tenderness, and again stood in
+profound silence several minutes, before he raised the wand. At the
+first touch, a feeble shivering gave indication of returning life. As it
+was repeated a second and a third time, with a brief interval between
+each movement, the countenance of the sufferer grew more dark and
+troubled, until it became fearful to look upon. But the heavy shadow
+gradually passed away, and a dreamy smile returned, like a gleam of
+sunshine after storms. The moment Philothea perceived an expression
+familiar to her heart, she knelt by the couch, seized the hand of
+Paralus, and bathed it with her tears.
+
+When the first gush of emotion had subsided, she said, in a soft, low
+voice, "Where have you been, dear Paralus?" The invalid answered: "A
+thick vapour enveloped me, as with a dark cloud; and a stunning noise
+pained my head with its violence. A voice said to me, 'The human soul is
+guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest eyes, and
+wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is black,
+heavy, and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.' Then the
+darkness began to clear away. But there was strange confusion. All
+things seemed rapidly to interchange their colours and their forms--the
+sound of a storm was in mine ears--the elements and the stars seemed to
+crowd upon me--and my breath was taken away. Then I heard a voice,
+saying, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And I looked and saw the
+chariot and horses, of which the voice had spoken. The beautiful white
+horse gazed upward, and tossed his mane, and spread his wings
+impatiently; but the black horse slept upon the ground. The voice again
+said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no wings!' And
+suddenly the chariot ascended, and I saw the white horse on light fleecy
+clouds, in a far blue sky. Then I heard a pleasing, silent sound--as if
+dew-drops made music as they fell. I breathed freely, and my form seemed
+to expand itself with buoyant life. All at once, I was floating in the
+air, above a quiet lake, where reposed seven beautiful islands, full of
+the sound of harps; and Philothea slept at my side, with a garland on
+her head. I asked, 'Is this the divine home, whence I departed into the
+body?' And a voice above my head answered 'It is the divine home. Man
+never leaves it. He ceases to perceive.' Afterward, I looked downward,
+and saw my dead body lying on a couch. Then again there came strange
+confusion--and a painful clashing of sounds--and all things rushing
+together. But Philothea took my hand, and spoke to me in gentle tones,
+and the discord ceased."
+
+Plato had listened with intense interest. He stood apart with Tithonus,
+and they spoke together in low tones, for several minutes before they
+left the apartment. The philosopher was too deeply impressed to return
+to the festivities of Olympia. He hired an apartment at the dwelling of
+a poor shepherd, and during the following day remained in complete
+seclusion, without partaking of food.
+
+While Paralus revealed his vision, his father's soul was filled with
+reverence and fear, and he breathed with a continual consciousness of
+supernatural presence. When his feelings became somewhat composed, he
+leaned over the couch, and spoke a few affectionate words to his son;
+but the invalid turned away his head, as if disturbed by the presence of
+a stranger. The spirit of the strong man was moved, and he trembled like
+a leaf shaken by the wind. Unable to endure this disappointment of his
+excited hopes, he turned away hastily, and sought to conceal his grief
+in solitude.
+
+During the whole of the ensuing day, Paralus continued in a deep sleep.
+This was followed by silent cheerfulness, which, flowing as it did from
+a hidden source, had something solemn and impressive in its character.
+It was sad, yet pleasant, to see his look of utter desolation whenever
+he lost sight of Philothea; and the sudden gleam of joy that illumined
+his whole face the moment she re-appeared.
+
+The young wife sat by his side, hour after hour, with patient love;
+often cheering him with her soft, rich voice, or playing upon the lyre
+he had fashioned for her in happier days. She found a sweet reward in
+the assurance given by all his friends, that her presence had a healing
+power they had elsewhere sought in vain. She endeavoured to pour balm
+into the wounded heart of Pericles, and could she have seen him willing
+to wait the event with perfect resignation, her contentment would have
+been not unmingled with joy.
+
+She wept in secret when she heard him express a wish to have Paralus
+carried to the games, to try the effect of a sudden excitement; for
+there seemed to her something of cruelty in thus disturbing the
+tranquillity of one so gentle and so helpless. But the idea had been
+suggested by a learned physician of Chios, and Pericles seemed reluctant
+to return to Athens without trying this experiment also. Philothea found
+it more difficult to consent to the required sacrifice, because the laws
+of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved husband to
+Olympia; but she suppressed her feelings; and the painfulness of the
+struggle was never fully confessed, even to Eudora.
+
+While the invalid slept, he was carefully conveyed in a litter, and
+placed in the vicinity of the Hippodrome. He awoke in the midst of a
+gorgeous spectacle. Long lines of splendid chariots were ranged on
+either side of the barrier; the horses proudly pawed the ground, and
+neighed impatiently; the bright sun glanced on glittering armour; and
+the shouts of the charioteers were heard high above the busy hum of that
+vast multitude.
+
+Paralus instantly closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the glare; and an
+expression of painful bewilderment rested on his countenance.
+
+In the midst of the barrier stood an altar, on the top of which was a
+brazen eagle. When the lists were in readiness, the majestic bird arose
+and spread its wings, with a whirring noise, as a signal for the racers
+to begin. Then was heard the clattering of hoofs, and the rushing of
+wheels, as when armies meet in battle. A young Messenian was, for a
+time, foremost in the race; but his horse took fright at the altar of
+Taraxippus--his chariot was overthrown--and Alcibiades gained the prize.
+The vanquished youth uttered a loud and piercing shriek, as the horses
+passed over him; and Paralus fell senseless in his father's arms.
+
+It was never known whether this effect was produced by the presence of a
+multitude, by shrill and discordant sounds, or by returning
+recollection, too powerful for his enfeebled frame. He was tenderly
+carried from the crowd, and restoratives having been applied, in vain,
+the melancholy burden was slowly and carefully conveyed to her who so
+anxiously awaited his arrival.
+
+During his absence, Philothea had earnestly prayed for the preservation
+of a life so precious to her; and as the time of return drew near, she
+walked in the fields, accompanied by Eudora and Milza, eager to catch
+the first glimpse of his father's chariot. She read sad tidings in the
+gloomy countenance of Pericles, before she beheld the lifeless form of
+her husband.
+
+Cautiously and tenderly as the truth was revealed to her, she became
+dizzy and pale, with the suddenness of the shock. Pericles endeavoured
+to soothe her with all the sympathy of a parental love, mingled with
+deep feelings of contrition, that his restless anxiety had thus brought
+ruin into her paradise of peace: and Plato spoke gentle words of
+consolation; reminding her that every soul, which philosophized
+sincerely and loved beautiful forms, was restored to the full vigour of
+its wings, and soared to the blest condition from which it fell.
+
+They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no
+more. But as Philothea bent over him, she perceived a faint pulsation of
+the heart. Her pale features were flushed with joy, as she exclaimed,
+"He lives! He will speak to me again! Oh, I could die in peace,--if I
+might once more hear his voice, as I heard it in former years."
+
+She bathed his head with cool perfumed waters, and watched him with love
+that knew no weariness.
+
+Proclus and Telissa deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo;
+and fearing the god was angry for some unknown cause, they suspended
+branches of rhamn and laurel on the doors, to keep off evil demons.
+
+For three days and three nights, Paralus remained in complete oblivion.
+On the morning of the fourth, a pleasant change was observed in his
+countenance; and he sometimes smiled so sweetly, and so rationally, that
+his friends still dared to hope his health might be fully restored.
+
+At noon, he awoke; and looking at his wife with an expression full of
+tenderness, said: "Dearest Philothea, you are with me. I saw you no
+more, after the gate had closed. I believe it must have been a dream;
+but it was very distinct." He glanced around the room, as if his
+recollections were confused; but his eyes no longer retained the fixed
+and awful expression of one who walked in his sleep.
+
+Speaking slowly and thoughtfully, he continued: "It could not be a
+dream. I was in the temple of the most ancient god. The roof was of
+heaven's pure gold, which seemed to have a ligat within it, like the
+splendour of the sun. All around the temple were gardens full of bloom.
+I heard soft, mumuring sounds, like the cooing of doves; and I saw the
+immortal Oreades and the Naiades pouring water from golden urns.
+Anaxagoras stood beside me; and he said we were living in the age of
+innocence, when mortals could gaze on divine beings unveiled, and yet
+preserve their reason. They spoke another language than the Greeks; but
+we had no need to learn it; we seemed to breathe it in the air. The
+Oreades had music written on scrolls, in all the colours of the rainbow.
+When I asked the meaning of this, they showed me a triangle. At the top
+was crimson, at the right hand blue, and at the left hand yellow. And
+they said, 'Know ye not that all life is three-fold!' It was a dark
+saying; but I then thought I faintly comprehended what Pythagoras has
+written concerning the mysterious signification of One and Three. Many
+other things I saw and heard, but was forbidden to relate. The gate of
+the temple was an arch, supported by two figures with heavy drapery,
+eyes closed, and arms folded. They told me these were Sleep and Death.
+Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
+Beyond it, I saw you standing with outstretched arms, as if you sought
+to come to me, but could not. The air was filled with voices, that sung:
+
+  Come! join thy kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+  When Sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+I tried to meet you; but as I passed through the gate, a cold air blew
+upon me, and all beyond was in the glimmering darkness of twilight. I
+would have returned, but the gate had closed; and I heard behind me the
+sound of harps and of voices, singing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!"
+
+Philothea kissed his hand, and her face beamed with joy. She had
+earnestly desired some promise of their future union; and now she felt
+the prayer was answered.
+
+"Could it be a dream?" said Paralus: "Methinks I hear the music now."
+
+Philothea smiled affectionately, as she replied: "When sleep hath
+passed, thy dreams remain."
+
+As she gazed upon him, she observed that the supernatural expression of
+his eyes had changed; and that his countenence now wore its familiar,
+household smile. Still she feared to cherish the hope springing in her
+heart, until he looked toward the place where her attendant sat,
+motionless and silent, and said, "Milza, will you bring me the lyre?"
+
+The affectionate peasant looked earnestly at Philothea, and wept as she
+placed it in his hand.
+
+Making an effort to rise, he seemed surprised at his own weakness. They
+gently raised him, bolstered him with pillows, and told him he had long
+been ill.
+
+"I have not known it," he replied. "It seems to me I have returned from
+a far country."
+
+He touched the lyre, and easily recalled the tune which he said he had
+learned in the Land of Dreams. It was a wild, unearthly strain, with
+sounds of solemn gladness, that deeply affected Philothea's soul.
+
+Pericles had not visited his son since his return to perfect
+consciousness. When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of
+recognition, and said, "My father!"
+
+Milza had been sent to call the heart-stricken parent, and prepare him
+for some favourable change; but when he heard those welcome words, he
+dropped suddenly upon his knees, buried his face in the drapery of the
+couch, and his whole frame shook with emotion.
+
+The invalid continued: "They tell me I have been very ill, dear father;
+but it appears to me that I have only travelled. I have seen Anaxagoras
+often--Plato sometimes--and Philothea almost constantly; but I have
+never seen you, since I thought you were dying of the plague at Athens."
+
+Pericles replied, "You have indeed been ill, my son. You are to me as
+the dead restored to life. But you must be quiet now, and seek repose."
+
+For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained very
+wakeful. His eyes sparkled, and a feverish flush was on his cheek.
+Philothea took her cithara, and played his favourite tunes. This seemed
+to tranquilize him; and as the music grew more slow and plaintive, he
+became drowsy, and at length sunk into a gentle slumber.
+
+After more than two hours of deep repose, he was awakened by the merry
+shouts of little Zoila, who had run out to meet Plato, as he came from
+Olympia. Philothea feared, lest the shrill noise had given him pain;
+but he smiled; and said, "The voice of childhood is pleasant."
+
+He expressed a wish to see his favourite philosopher; and their kindred
+souls held long and sweet communion together. When Plato retired from
+the couch, he said to Philothea, "I have learned more from this dear
+wanderer, than philosophers or poets have ever written. I am confirmed
+in my belief that no impelling truth is ever learned in this world; but
+that all is received directly from the Divine Ideal, flowing into the
+soul of man when his reason is obedient and still."
+
+A basket of grapes, tastefully ornamented with flowers, was presented to
+the invalid; and in answer to his inquiries, he was informed that they
+were prepared by Eudora. He immediately desired that she might be
+called; and when she came, he received her with the most cordial
+affection. He alluded to past events with great clearness of memory, and
+asked his father several questions concerning the condition of Athens.
+When Philothea arranged his pillows and bathed his head, he pressed her
+hand affectionately, and said, "It almost seems as if you were my wife."
+
+Pericles, deeply affected, replied, "My dear son, she is your wife. She
+forgot all my pride, and consented to marry you, that she might become
+your nurse, when we all feared that you would be restored to us no
+more."
+
+Paralus looked up with a bright expression of gratitude, and said, "I
+thank you, father. This was very kind. Now you will be her father, when
+I am gone."
+
+Perceiving that Pericles and Eudora wept, he added: "Do not mourn
+because I am soon to depart. Why would ye detain my soul in this world?
+Its best pleasures are like the shallow gardens of Adonis, fresh and
+fair in the morning, and perishing at noon."
+
+He then repeated his last vision, and asked for the lyre, that they
+might hear the music he had learned from immortal voices.
+
+There was melancholy beauty in the sight of one so pale and thin,
+touching the lyre with an inspired countenance, and thus revealing to
+mortal ears the melodies of Heaven.
+
+One by one his friends withdrew; being tenderly solicitous that he
+should not become exhausted by interviews prolonged beyond his strength.
+He was left alone with Philothea; and many precious words were spoken,
+that sunk deep into her heart, never to be forgotten.
+
+But sleep departed from his eyes; and it soon became evident that the
+soul, in returning to its union with the body, brought with it a
+consciousness of corporeal suffering. This became more and more intense;
+and though he uttered no complaint, he said to those who asked him, that
+bodily pain seemed at times too powerful for endurance.
+
+Pericles had for several days remained under the same roof, to watch the
+progress of recovery; but at midnight, he was called to witness
+convulsive struggles, that indicated approaching death.
+
+During intervals of comparative ease, Paralus recognized his afflicted
+parent, and conjured him to think less of the fleeting honours of this
+world, which often eluded the grasp, and were always worthless in the
+possession.
+
+He held Philothea's hand continually, and often spoke to her in words of
+consolation. Immediately after an acute spasm of pain had subsided, he
+asked to be turned upon his right side, that he might see her face more
+distinctly. As she leaned over him, he smiled faintly, and imprinted a
+kiss upon her lips. He remained tranquil, with his eyes fixed upon hers;
+and a voice within impelled her to sing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+He looked upward with a radiant expression, and feebly pressed her hand.
+Not long after, his eyelids closed, and sleep seemed to cover his
+features with her heavy veil.
+
+Suddenly his countenance shone with a strange and impressive beauty. The
+soul had departed to return to earth no more.
+
+In all his troubles, Pericles had never shed a tear; but now he rent the
+air with his groans, and sobbed, like a mother bereft of her child.
+
+Philothea, though deeply bowed down in spirit, was more composed: for
+she heard angelic voices singing:
+
+  When sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI.
+
+  Thus a poor father, helpless and undone,
+  Mourns o'er the ashes of an only son;
+  Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to burn,
+  And pour in tears, ere yet they close the urn.
+                                           HOMER
+
+
+Of the immense concourse collected together at Olympia, each one pursued
+his pleasure, or his interest, in the way best suited to his taste.
+Alcibiades was proud of giving a feast corresponding in magnificence to
+the chariots he had brought into the course. Crowds of parasites
+flattered him and the other victors, to receive invitations in return;
+while a generous few sympathized with the vanquished. Merchants were
+busy forming plans for profitable negociation, and statesmen were
+eagerly watching every symptom of jealousy between rival states and
+contending parties.
+
+One, amid that mass of human hearts, felt so little interest in all the
+world could offer, that she seemed already removed beyond its influence.
+Philothea had herself closed the eyes of her husband, and imprinted her
+last kiss upon his lips. Bathed in pure water, and perfumed with
+ointment, the lifeless form of Paralus lay wrapped in the robe he had
+been accustomed to wear. A wreath of parsley encircled his head, and
+flowers were strewn around him in profusion.
+
+In one hand was placed an obolus, to pay the ferryman that rowed him
+across the river of death; and in the other, a cake made of honey and
+flour, to appease the triple-headed dog, which guarded the entrance to
+the world of souls.
+
+The bereaved wife sat by his side, and occasionally renewed the
+garlands, with a quiet and serene expression, as if she still found
+happiness in being occupied for him who had given her his heart in the
+innocence and freshness of its childhood.
+
+The food prepared by Milza's active kindness was scarcely tasted; except
+when she observed the tears of her faithful attendant, and sought to
+soothe her feelings with characterestic tenderness.
+
+The event soon became universally known; for the hair of the deceased,
+consecrated to Persephone, and a vase of water at the threshold,
+proclaimed tidings of death within the dwelling.
+
+Many of the assembled multitude chose to remain until the funeral
+solemnities were past; some from personal affection for Paralus, others
+from respect to the son of Pericles.
+
+Plato sent two large vases, filled with wine and honey; Eudora provided
+ointments and perfumes; Alcibiades presented a white cloak, richly
+embroidered with silver; and the young men of Athens, present at the
+games, gave a silver urn, on which were sculptured weeping genii, with
+their torches turned downward.
+
+Enveloped in his glittering mantle, and covered with flowers, the form
+of Paralus remained until the third day. The procession, which was to
+attend the body to the funeral pile, formed at morning twilight; for
+such was the custom with regard to those who died in their youth.
+Philothea followed the bier, dressed in white, with a wreath of roses
+and myrtle around her head, and a garland about the waist. She chose
+this beautiful manner to express her joy that his pure spirit had passed
+into Elysium.
+
+At the door of the house, the nearest relatives addressed the inanimate
+form, so soon to be removed from the sight of mortals. In tones of
+anguish, almost amounting to despair, Pericles exclaimed: "Oh, my son!
+my son! Why didst thou leave us? Why wast thou, so richly gifted of the
+gods, to be taken from us in thy youth? Oh, my son, why was I left to
+mourn for thee?"
+
+Instead of the usual shrieks and lamentations of Grecian women,
+Philothea said, in sad, heart-moving accents: "Paralus, farewell!
+Husband of my youth, beloved of my heart, farewell!"
+
+Then the dead was carried out; and the procession moved forward, to the
+sound of many voices and many instruments, mingled in a loud and solemn
+dirge. The body of Paralus was reverently laid upon the funeral pile,
+with the garments he had been accustomed to wear; his lyre and Phrygian
+flute; and vases filled with oil and perfumes.
+
+Plentiful libations of wine, honey, and milk were poured upon the
+ground, and the mourners smote the earth with their feet, while they
+uttered supplications to Hermes, Hecate, and Pluto. Pericles applied the
+torch to the pile, first invoking the aid of Boreas and Zephyrus, that
+it might consume quickly. As the flames rose, the procession walked
+slowly three times around the pile, moving toward the left hand. The
+solemn dirge was resumed, and continued until the last flickering tongue
+of fire was extinguished with wine. Then those who had borne the silver
+urn in front of the hearse, approached. Pericles, with tender
+reverence, gathered the whitened bones, sprinkled them with wine and
+perfumes, placed them within the urn, and covered it with a purple pall,
+inwrought with gold; which Philothea's prophetic love had prepared for
+the occasion.
+
+The procession again moved forward, with torches turned downward; and
+the remains of Paralus were deposited in the Temple of Persephone, until
+his friends returned to Athens.
+
+In token of gratitude for kind attentions bestowed by the household of
+Proclus, Pericles invited his family to visit the far-famed wonders of
+the violet-crowned city; and the eager solicitations of young Pterilaues
+induced the father to accept this invitation for himself and son. As an
+inhabitant of consecrated Elis, without wealth, and unknown to fame, it
+was deemed that he might return in safety, even after hostilities were
+renewed between the Peloponessian states. Eudora likewise obtained
+permission to accompany her friend; and her sad farewell was cheered by
+an indefinite hope that future times would restore her to that quiet
+home. The virtuous Melissa parted from them with many blessings and
+tears. Zoila was in an agony of childish sorrow; but she wiped her eyes
+with the corner of her robe, and listened, well pleased, to Eudora's
+parting promise of sending her a flock of marble sheep, with a painted
+wooden shepherd.
+
+The women travelled together in a chariot, in front of which reposed the
+silver urn, covered with its purple pall. Thus sadly did Philothea
+return through the same scenes she had lately traversed with hopes,
+which, in the light of memory, now seemed like positive enjoyment.
+Pericles indeed treated her with truly parental tenderness; and no
+soothing attention, that respect or affection could suggest, was omitted
+by her friends. But he, of whose mysterious existence her own seemed a
+necessary portion, had gone to return no more; and had it not been for
+the presence of Eudora, she would have felt that every bond of sympathy
+with this world of forms had ceased forever.
+
+At Corinth, the travellers again turned aside to the Fountain of
+Poseidon, that the curiosity of Pterilaues might be satisfied with a view
+of the statues by which it was surrounded.
+
+"When we are in Athens, I will show you something more beautiful than
+these," said Pericles. "You shall see the Pallas Athenae, carved by
+Phidias."
+
+"Men say it is not so grand as the statue of Zeus, that we have at
+Olympia," replied the boy.
+
+"Had you rather witness the sports of the gymnasia than the works of
+artists?" inquired Plato.
+
+The youth answered very promptly, "Ah, no indeed. I would rather gain
+one prize from the Choragus, than ten from the Gymnasiarch. Anniceris,
+the Cyrenaean, proudly displayed his skill in chariot-driving, by riding
+several times around the Academia, each time preserving the exact orbit
+of his wheels. The spectators applauded loudly; but Plato said, 'He who
+has bestowed such diligence to acquire trifling and useless things, must
+have neglected those that are truly admirable.' Of all sights in
+Athens, I most wish to see the philosophers; and none so much as Plato."
+
+The company smiled, and the philosopher answered, "I am Plato."
+
+"You told us that your name was Aristocles," returned Pterilaues; "and we
+always called you so. Once I heard that Athenian lady call you Plato;
+and I could not understand why she did so."
+
+"I was named Aristocles for my grandfather," answered the philosopher;
+"and when I grew older, men called me Plato."
+
+"But you cannot be the Plato that I mean," said Pterilaues; "for you
+carried my little sister Zoila on your shoulders--and played peep with
+her among the vines; and when I chased you through the fields, you ran
+so fast that I could not catch you." The philosopher smiled, as he
+replied, "Nevertheless, I am Plato; and they call me by that name,
+because my shoulders are broad enough to carry little children."
+
+The boy still insisted that he alluded to another Plato. "I mean the
+philosopher, who teaches in the groves of Academus," continued he. "I
+knew a freedman of his, who said he never allowed himself to be angry,
+or to speak in a loud voice. He never but once raised his hand to strike
+him; and that was because he had mischievously upset a poor old woman's
+basket of figs; feeling that he was in a passion, he suddenly checked
+himself, and stood perfectly still. A friend coming in asked him what he
+was doing; and the philosopher replied, 'I am punishing an angry man.'
+
+"Speusippus, his sister's son, was such a careless, indecent, and
+boisterous youth, that his parents could not control him. They sent him
+to his uncle Plato, who received him in a friendly manner, and forbore
+to reproach him. Only in his own example he was always modest and
+placid. This so excited the admiration of Speusippus, that a love of
+philosophy was kindled within him. Some of his relatives blamed Plato,
+because he did not chastise the impertinent youth; but he replied,
+'There is no reproof so severe as to show him, by the manner of my own
+life, the contrast between virtue and baseness.'--That is the Plato I
+want you to show me, when we are in Athens."
+
+Proclus, perceiving a universal smile, modestly added, by way of
+explanation: "My son means him whom men call the divine Plato. He
+greatly desires to see that philosopher, of whom it is said Socrates
+dreamed, when he first received him as his pupil. In his dream he saw a
+swan without wings, that came and sat upon his bosom; and soon after,
+its wings grew, and it flew high up in the air, with melodious notes,
+alluring all who heard it."
+
+Pericles laid his hand on the philosopher's shoulder, and smiling,
+answered, "My unbelieving friend, this is the teacher of Academus; this
+is the divine Plato; this is the soaring swan, whose melodious notes
+allure all that hear him."
+
+Proclus was covered with confusion, but still seemed half incredulous.
+"What would Melissa say," exclaimed he, "if she knew that her frolicsome
+little plaything, Zoila, had been rude enough to throw flowers at the
+divine Plato."
+
+"Nay, my friend," replied the disciple of Socrates,--what better could
+a philosopher desire, than to be pelted with roses by childhood?"
+
+Eudora looked up with an arch expression; and Philothea smiled as she
+said, "This is a new version of unknown Phoebus tending the flocks of
+Admetus."
+
+Pterilaues seemed utterly confounded by a discovery so unexpected. It was
+long before he regained his usual freedom; and from time to time he was
+observed to fix a scrutinizing gaze on the countenance of Plato, as if
+seeking to read the mystery of his hidden greatness.
+
+As the travellers approached Athens, they were met by a numerous
+procession of magistrates, citizens, and young men bearing garlands,
+which they heaped on the urn in such profusion that it resembled a
+pyramid of flowers. They passed the chariots with their arms and ensigns
+of office all reversed; then turned and followed to the abode of
+Pericles, singing dirges as they went, and filling the air with the
+melancholy music of the Mysian flute.
+
+The amiable character of the deceased, his genius, the peculiar
+circumstances attending his death, and the accumulated afflictions of
+his illustrious parent, all combined to render it an impressive scene.
+Even the gay selfishness of Alcibiades was subdued into reverence, as he
+carefully took the urn from the chariot, and gave it to attendants, who
+placed it beside the household altar.
+
+Early the next morning, a procession again formed to convey the ashes of
+Paralus to the sepulchre of his fathers; called, in the beautiful
+language of the Greeks, a Place of Sleep.
+
+When the urn was again brought forth, Philothea's long golden hair
+covered it, like a mantle of sunbeams. During his life-time, these
+shining tresses had been peculiarly dear to him; and in token of her
+love, she placed them on his grave. Her white robe was changed for
+coarse black garments; and instead of flowery wreaths, a long black veil
+covered the beautiful head, from which its richest ornament had just
+been severed. She had rejoiced for his happy spirit, and now she mourned
+her own widowed lot.
+
+At the sepulchre, Pericles pronounced a funeral oration on the most
+gifted, and best-beloved of his children. In the evening, kindred and
+friends met at his house to partake a feast prepared for the occasion;
+and every guest had something to relate concerning the genius and the
+virtues of him who slept.
+
+A similar feast was prepared in the apartments of the women, where
+Philothea remained silent and composed; a circumstance that excited no
+small degree of wonder and remark, among those who measured affection by
+the vehemence of grief.
+
+As soon as all ceremonies were completed, she obtained leave to return
+to her early home, endeared by many happy scenes; and there, in the
+stillness of her own heart, she held communion with the dear departed.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII.
+
+  There await me till I die; prepare
+  A mansion for me, as again with me
+  To dwell; for in thy tomb will I be laid,
+  In the same cedar, by thy side composed:
+  For e'en in death I will not be disjoined.
+                                   EURIPIDES
+
+
+It soon became evident that a great change had taken place in
+Philothea's health. Some attributed it to the atmosphere of Athens,
+still infected with the plague; others supposed it had its origin in the
+death of Paralus. The widowed one, far from cherishing her grief, made a
+strong effort to be cheerful; but her gentle smile, like moonlight in a
+painting, retained its sweetness when the life was gone. There was
+something in this perfect stillness of resignation more affecting than
+the utmost agony of sorrow. She complained of no illness, but grew
+thinner and thinner, like a cloud gradually floating away, and retaining
+its transparent beauty to the last. Eudora lavished the most
+affectionate attentions upon her friend, conscious that she was merely
+strewing flowers in her pathway to the tomb.
+
+A few weeks after their return to Athens, she said, "Dearest Eudora, do
+you remember the story of the nymph Erato, who implored the assistance
+of Areas, when the swelling torrent threatened to carry away the tree
+over which she presided, and on whose preservation her life depended?"
+
+"I remember it well," replied Eudora: "Dione told it to me when I was
+quite a child; and I could never after see a tree torn by the lightning,
+or carried away by the flood, or felled by the woodman, without a
+shrinking and shivering feeling, lest some gentle, fair-haired Dryad had
+perished with it."
+
+Philothea answered, "Thus was I affected, when my grandfather first read
+to me Hesiod's account of the Muses:
+
+         'Far round, the dusky earth
+  Rings with their hymning voices; and beneath
+  Their many-rustling feet a pleasant sound
+  Ariseth, as they take their onward way
+  To their own father's presence.'
+
+"I never after could hear the quivering of summer leaves, or the busy
+hum of insects, without thinking it was the echoed voices of those
+
+  'Thrice three sacred maids, whose minds are knit
+  In harmony; whose only thought is song.'
+
+"There is a deep and hidden reason why the heart loves to invest every
+hill, and stream, and tree, with a mysterious principle of life. All
+earthly forms are but the clothing of some divine ideal; and this truth
+we _feel_, though we _know_ it not. But when I spoke of Arcus and the
+Wood Nymph, I was thinking that Paralus had been the tree, on whose
+existence my own depended; and that now he was removed, I should not
+long remain."
+
+Eudora burst into a passionate flood of tears. "Oh, dearest Philothea,
+do not speak thus," she said. "I shall indeed be left alone in the
+world. Who will guide me, who will protect me, who will love me when you
+are gone?"
+
+Her friend endeavoured to calm these agitated feelings, by every
+soothing art her kindness could suggest.
+
+"I would rather suffer much in silence, than to give you unnecessary
+pain," she replied, affectionately: "but I ought not to conceal from you
+that I am about to follow my beloved husband. In a short time, I shall
+not have sufficient strength to impart all I have to say. You will find
+my clothing and jewels done up in parcels, bearing the names of those
+for whom they are intended. My dowry returns to Chrysippus, who gave it;
+but Pericles has kindly given permission that everything else should be
+disposed of according to my own wishes. Several of my grandfather's
+manuscripts, and a copy of Herodotus, which I transcribed while I was in
+Ionia, are my farewell gifts to him. When the silver tripod, which
+Paralus gained as a prize for the best tragedy exhibited during the
+Dionysia, is returned to his father's house, let them be placed within
+it. The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift,) and the ivory
+lyre bestowed by Aspasia, are placed in his trust for the youthful
+Pericles; together with all the books and garments that belonged to his
+departed brother. In token of gratitude for the parental care of Clinias
+and his wife, I have bestowed on them the rich tripod received from
+Heliodora. In addition to the trifling memorials I have already sent to
+Melissa, and her artless little Zoila, you will find others prepared for
+you to deliver, when restored to your peaceful home in Elis. To my
+faithful Milza I have given all the garments and household goods suited
+to her condition. My grandfather's books have been divided, as he
+requested, between Plato and Philaemon; the silver harp and the ivory
+tablet are likewise designed for them. Everything else belongs to you,
+dearest Eudora. Among many tokens of my affection, you will not value
+least the ivory cup lined with silver, which Philaemon gave me when he
+departed from Athens. The clasp, representing the Naiades binding Eros
+in garlands, will, I trust, be worn at your marriage with Philaemon."
+
+With tearful eyes, Eudora answered, "Oh, Philothea! in the days of my
+pride and gayety, I little knew what a treasure I threw from me, when I
+lost Philaemon's love. Had it not been for my own perverse folly, I
+should at this moment be his happy, honoured wife. The hope of his
+forgiveness is now the only gleam of sunshine in a world of gloom; but I
+hardly dare to cherish it."
+
+Philothea kissed her affectionately, and said, "Believe me, you will yet
+be united. Of this, there is an impression on my mind too strong to
+admit of doubt. If at times you are tempted to despond, remember these
+words were uttered by your friend, when she drew near the confines of
+another world: you will be united to Philaemon."
+
+As she spoke, Milza, who was occupied in the next apartment, sneezed
+aloud. The sound was at Eudora's right hand, and she received the
+auspicious omen with a sudden thrill of joy.
+
+Philothea observed her emotion with a gentle smile, and added: "When we
+were at Elis, I wrote an epistle to Philaemon, in which I spoke of you
+as my heart dictated; and Artaphernes found opportunity to send it
+directly into Persia."
+
+The maiden blushed deeply and painfully, as she replied, "Nay, my
+dearest friend--you know that I must appear contemptible in his eyes;
+and I would not have insulted him with the offer of a heart, which he
+has reason to believe is so capricious and ungrateful."
+
+"Trust me, I said nothing whereby your modesty might be wounded,"
+answered Philothea: "I wrote as I was moved; and I felt strong assurance
+that my words would waken a response in Philaemon's heart. But there is
+one subject, on which my mind is filled with foreboding. I hope you will
+leave Athens as soon as it is safe to return to Elis."
+
+"Do you then fear that I would again dance over a pit, because it was
+artfully covered with garlands?" said Eudora. "Believe me, I have been
+tried with too many sorrows, and too long been bowed under a load of
+shame, to be again endangered by such treacherous snares."
+
+Philothea looked upon her affectionately, as she replied: "You are good
+and pure; but you have ever been like a loving and graceful vine, ready
+to cling to its nearest support."
+
+"'Tis you have made me so," rejoined Eudora, kissing her pale cheek: "To
+you I have always applied for advice and instruction; and when you gave
+it, I felt confident and happy, as if led by the gods."
+
+"Then so much the more need that I should caution the weakness I have
+produced," responded Philothea. "Should Aspasia gain access to you, when
+I am gone, she will try to convince you that happiness consists not in
+the duties we perform, but in the distinction we acquire; that my hopes
+of Elysium are all founded on fable; that my beloved Paralus has
+returned to the elements of which he was composed; that he nourishes the
+plants, and forms some of the innumerable particles of the atmosphere.
+I have seen him in my dreams, as distinctly, as I ever saw him; and I
+believe the same power that enabled me to see him when these poor eyes
+were veiled in slumber, will restore him to my vision when they are
+closed in eternal sleep. Aspasia will tell you I have been a beautiful
+but idle dreamer all my life. If you listen to her syren tongue, the
+secret guiding voice will be heard no more. She will make evil appear
+good, and good evil, until your soul will walk in perpetual twilight,
+unable to perceive the real size and character of any object."
+
+"Never," exclaimed Eudora. "Never could she induce me to believe you an
+idle dreamer. Moreover, she will never again have opportunity to exert
+influence over me. The conversation I heard between her and Alcibiades
+is too well impressed upon my memory; and while that remains
+unforgotten, I shall shun them both, as I would shun a pestilence."
+
+Philothea answered: "I do indeed believe that no blandishments will now
+make you a willing victim. But I have a secret dread of the character
+and power of Alcibiades. It is his boast that he never relinquishes a
+pursuit. I have often heard Pericles speak of his childish obstinacy and
+perseverance. He was one day playing at dice with other boys, when a
+loaded wagon came near. In a commanding tone, he ordered the driver to
+stop; and finding his injunctions disregarded, he laid down before the
+horses' feet, and told him to go on if he dared. The same character
+remains with him now. He will incur any hazard for the triumph of his
+own will. From his youth, he has been a popular idol; a circumstance
+which has doubtless increased the requirements of his passions, without
+diminishing the stubbornness of his temper. Milza tells me he has
+already inquired of her concerning your present residence and future
+intentions. Obstacles will only increase his eagerness and multiply his
+artifices.
+
+"I have asked Clinias, whose dwelling is so closely connected with our
+own, to supply the place of your distant guardian, while you remain in
+Athens. In Pericles you might likewise trust, if he were not so fatally
+under the influence of Aspasia. Men think so lightly of these matters, I
+sometimes fear they might both regard the persecutions of Alcibiades too
+trivial for their interference. For these reasons I wish you to return
+to Elis as soon as possible when I am gone."
+
+Eudora's countenance kindled with indignation, as she listened to what
+Milza had told. In broken and contrite tones, she answered; "Philothea,
+whatever trials I may suffer, my former folly deserves them all. But
+rest assured, whenever it pleases the gods to remove your counsel and
+protection, I will not abide in Athens a single hour after it is
+possible to leave with safety."
+
+"I find consolation in that assurance," replied Philothea; "and I have
+strong belief that a divine shield will guard you from impending evil.
+And now I will go to my couch; for I am weary, and would fain be lulled
+with music."
+
+Eudora tenderly arranged the pillows, and played a succession of sweet
+and plaintive tunes, familiar to their childhood. Her friend listened
+with an expression of tranquil pleasure, slowly keeping time by the
+motion of her fingers, until she sunk into a peaceful sleep.
+
+After long and sweet repose, she awoke suddenly, and looking up with a
+beaming glance, exclaimed, "I shall follow him soon!"
+
+Eudora leaned over the couch, to inquire why she had spoken in such
+delighted accents.
+
+Philothea answered: "I dreamed that I sat upon a bank of violets, with
+Paralus by my side; and he wove a garland and placed it on my head.
+Suddenly, golden sounds seemed floating in the air, melting into each
+other with liquid melody. It was such a scene as Paralus often
+described, when his soul lived apart from the body, and only returned at
+intervals, to bring strange tidings of its wanderings. I turned to tell
+him so; and I saw that we were both clothed in garments that shone like
+woven sunbeams. Then voices above us began to sing:
+
+  'Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!'
+
+"Even after I awoke, I seemed to hear the chorus distinctly. It sounded
+like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together,
+to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered
+brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent
+love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him."
+
+The maiden turned away to conceal her tears; for resignation to this
+bereavement seemed too hard a lesson for her suffering heart.
+
+For several weeks, there was no apparent change in Philothea's health or
+spirits. The same sad serenity remained--perpetually exciting the
+compassion it never seemed to ask. Each day the children of the
+neighbourhood brought their simple offering of flowers, with which she
+wove fresh garlands for the tomb of Paralus. When no longer able to
+visit the sepulchre herself, she intrusted them to the youthful
+Pericles, who reverently placed them on his brother's urn.
+
+The elder Pericles seemed to find peculiar solace in the conversation of
+his widowed daughter. Scarcely a day passed without an interview between
+them, and renewed indications of his affectionate solicitude.
+
+He came one day, attended by his son, on whom his desolated heart now
+bestowed a double portion of paternal love. They remained a long time,
+in earnest discourse; and when they departed, the boy was in tears.
+
+Philothea, with feeble steps, followed them to the portico, and gazed
+after them, as long as she could see a fold of their garments. As she
+turned to lean on Eudora's arm, she said, "It is the last time I shall
+ever see them. It is the last. I have felt a sister's love for that dear
+boy. His heart is young and innocent."
+
+For a few hours after, she continued to talk with unusual animation, and
+her eyes beamed with an expression of inspired earnestness. At her
+request, Geta and Milza were called; and the faithful servants listened
+with mournful gratitude to her parting words of advice and consolation.
+
+At evening twilight, Eudora gave her a bunch of flowers, sent by the
+youthful Pericles. She took them with a smile, and said, "How fragrant
+is their breath, and how beautiful their colours! I have heard that the
+Persians write their music in colours; and Paralus spoke the same
+concerning music in the spirit-world. Perchance there was heavenly
+melody written on this fair earth in the age of innocence; but mortals
+have now forgotten its language." Perceiving Eudora's thoughtful
+countenance, she said: "Is my gentle friend disturbed, lest infant
+nymphs closed their brief existence when these stems were broken?"
+
+"Nay;" replied Eudora: "My heart is sad; but not for the perished genii
+of the flowers."
+
+Philothea understood the import of her words; and pressing her hand
+affectionately, said, "Your love has been as balm to my lonely heart;
+and let that remembrance comfort you, when I go hence. Listen in
+stillness to the whispered warnings of your attendant spirit, and he
+will never leave you. I am weary; and would fain repose on your
+affectionate bosom."
+
+Eudora gently placed her head as she desired; and carefully supporting
+the precious burden, she began to sing, in low and soothing tones.
+
+After some time, the quiet and regular respiration of the breath
+announced that the invalid had fallen into tranquil slumber. Milza came,
+to ask if the lamps were wanted; but receiving a silent signal from
+Eudora, she crept noiselessly away.
+
+For more than an hour, there was perfect stillness, as the shades of
+evening deepened. All at once, the room was filled with soft, clear
+light! Eudora turned her head quickly, to discover whence it came; but
+could perceive no apparent cause for the sudden radiance.
+
+With an undefined feeling of awe, she looked in the countenance of her
+friend. It was motionless as marble; but never had she seen anything so
+beautiful, and so unearthly.
+
+As she gazed, doubting whether this could indeed be death, there was a
+sound of music in the air--distinct, yet blended, like the warbling of
+birds in the spring-time.
+
+It was the tune Paralus had learned from celestial harps; and even after
+the last note floated away, Eudora seemed to hear the well-remembered
+words:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII.
+
+  Take courage I no vain dream hast thou beheld,
+  But in thy sleep a truth.
+                                  HOMER.
+
+
+At the time of Philothea's death, Pandaenus, the nephew of Phidias, was
+in Athens, intending soon to return to Elis, in company with an
+ambassador bound to Lacedaemon; and Eudora resolved to avail herself of
+this opportunity to follow the farewell advice of her friend. As the
+time for departure was near at hand, no change was made in household
+arrangements; and though the desolate maiden at times experienced
+sensations of extreme loneliness, the near vicinity of Clinias and
+Phoenarete left her no fears concerning adequate protection.
+
+This confidence seemed well grounded; yet not many days after the
+funeral solemnities, Eudora suddenly disappeared. She had gone out, as
+usual, to gather flowers for the tomb of the beloved sleeper; and not
+rinding sufficient variety in the garden, had wandered into a small
+field adjoining. Milza was the first to observe that her absence was
+unusually protracted. She mentioned her anxiety to Geta, who immediately
+went out in search of his young mistress; but soon returned, saying she
+was neither in the house of Clinias, nor in the neighbouring fields, nor
+at the Fountain of Callirhoee.
+
+The faithful attendants at once suspected treachery in Alcibiades. "I
+never rightly understood what was the difficulty, when Eudora was locked
+up in her chamber, and Lucos chained to the door," said Geta; "but from
+what I could hear, I know that Phidias was very angry with Alcibiades.
+Many a time I've heard him say that he would always have his own way,
+either by a straight course or a crooked one."
+
+"And my good old master used to say he had changed but little since he
+was a boy, when he made the wagoner turn back, by lying down in front of
+his horses," rejoined Milza: "I thought of that, when Alcibiades came
+and drank at the Fountain, while I was filling my urn. You remember I
+told you that he just tasted of the water, for a pretence, and then
+began to inquire where Eudora was, and whether she would remain in
+Athens."
+
+After some further consultation, it was deemed best for Milza to request
+a private interview with Phoenarete, during which she freely expressed
+her fears. The wife of Clinias, though connected by marriage with the
+house of Alcibiades, was far from resenting the imputation, or
+pretending that she considered it groundless. Her feelings were at once
+excited for the lonely orphan girl, whose beauty, vivacity, and
+gentleness, had won upon her heart; and she readily promised assistance
+in any plan for her relief, provided it met the approbation of her
+husband.
+
+There was in Salamis a large mansion built by Eurysaces, the ancestor of
+Alcibiades, by whom it had been lately purchased, and repaired for a
+summer residence. Report said that many a fair maiden had been decoyed
+within its walls, and retained a prisoner. This place was guarded by
+several powerful dogs, and vigilant servants were always stationed at
+the gates. Milza proposed to disguise herself as much as possible, and,
+with a basket on her head, go thither to offer fish for sale. Geta,
+being afraid to accompany her, hired an honest boatman to convey her to
+the island, and wait till she was ready to return to Athens.
+
+As she approached the walls of the mansion, the dogs began to growl, but
+were soon silenced by the porters. Without answering the indecent jibes,
+with which they greeted her ears as she passed along, the little
+fish-woman balanced her basket on her head, and began carelessly to sing
+some snatches of a hymn to Amphitrite. It was a tune of which Eudora was
+particularly fond; and often when Milza was humming it over her work,
+her soft and sonorous voice had been heard responding from the inner
+apartment.
+
+She had scarcely finished the first verse, ere the chorus was repeated
+by some one within the dwelling; and she recognized the half-suppressed
+growl of Hylax, as if his barking had been checked by some cautious
+hand. Afraid to attract attention by a prolonged stay, Milza passed
+along and entered the servants' apartment. Having sold a portion of her
+fish, and lingered as long as she dared in conversation with the cooks,
+she returned slowly in the same direction, singing as she went, and
+carefully observing everything around her. She was just beginning to
+fear the impossibility of obtaining any solution of her doubts, when she
+saw a leaf fluttering near the ground, as if its motions were impelled
+by some other cause than the wind. Approaching nearer, she perceived
+that it was let down from a grated opening in the wall above, by a
+small thread, with a little ball of wax attached to it for a weight. She
+examined the leaf, and discovered certain letters pricked upon it; and
+when the string was pulled gently, it immediately dropped upon her arm.
+At the same time, a voice, which she distinctly recognized as Eudora's,
+was heard singing:
+
+  On a rock, amid the roaring water,
+  Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.
+
+Milza had just begun to sing, "Bold Perseus comes," when she perceived a
+servant crossing the court, and deemed it prudent to retire in silence.
+She carefully preserved the leaf, and immediately after her return
+hastened to the apartment of Phoenarete, to obtain an explanation. That
+matron, like most Grecian women, was ignorant of her own written
+language. The leaf was accordingly placed in a vessel of water, to
+preserve its freshness until Clinias returned from the Prytaneum. He
+easily distinguished the name of Pandaenus joined with his own; and
+having heard the particulars of the story, had no difficulty in
+understanding that Milza was directed to apply to them for assistance.
+He readily promised to intercede with his profligate kinsman, and
+immediately sent messengers in search of Pandaenus.
+
+Geta awaited intelligence with extreme impatience. He was grateful for
+many an act of kindness from Eudora; and he could not forget that she
+had been the cherished favourite of his beloved and generous master.
+
+At night, Clinias returned from a conference with Alcibiades, in which
+the latter denied all knowledge of Eudora; and it seemed hazardous to
+institute legal inquiries into the conduct of a man so powerful and so
+popular, without further evidence than had yet been obtained. Pandaenus
+could not be found. At the house where he usually resided, no
+information could be obtained, except that he went out on the preceding
+evening, and had not returned as usual.
+
+During that night, and part of the following day, the two faithful
+attendants remained in a state of melancholy indecision. At last, Geta
+said, "I will go once more in search of Pandaenus; and if he has not yet
+returned, I have resolved what to do. To-day I saw one of the slaves of
+Artaphernes buying olives; and he said he must have the very best,
+because his master was to give a feast to-night. Among other guests, he
+spoke of Alcibiades; and he is one that is always sure to stay late at
+his wine. While he is feasting, I will go to Salamis. His steward often
+bought anchovies of me at Phalerum. He is a countryman of mine; and I
+know he is as avaricious as an Odomantian. I think money will bribe him
+to carry a message to Eudora, and to place a ladder near the outer wall
+for her escape. He is intrusted with all the keys, and can do it if he
+will. And if he can get gold enough by it, I believe he will trust
+Hermes to help him settle with his master, as he has done many a time
+before this. I will be in readiness at the Triton's Cove, and bring her
+back to Athens as fast as oars can fly."
+
+"Do so, dear Geta," replied Milza; "but disguise yourself from the other
+servants, and take with you the robe and veil that I wear to market.
+Then if Eudora could only walk a little more like a fish-woman, she
+might pass very well. But be sure you do not pay the steward till you
+have her at the boat's edge; for he that will play false games with his
+master, may do the same by you."
+
+Necessary arrangements were speedily made. Geta resolved to offer the
+earnings of his whole life as a bribe, rather than intrust the secret of
+his bold expedition to any of the household of Clinias; and Milza,
+fearful that their own store would not prove a sufficient temptation,
+brought forth a sum of money found in Eudora's apartment, together with
+a valuable necklace, which had been a birth-day present from Phidias.
+
+It was past midnight when three figures emerged from the shadow of the
+high wall surrounding the mansion of Alcibiades, and with cautious haste
+proceeded toward the cove. Before they could arrive at the beach, a
+large and gaily-trimmed boat was seen approaching the shore, from the
+direction of the Piraeus. It was flaming with torches; and a band of
+musicians poured out upon the undulating waters a rich flood of melody,
+rendered more distinct and soft by the liquid element over which it
+floated. One of the fugitives immediately turned, and disappeared within
+the walls they had left; the other two concealed themselves in a thick
+grove, the darkness of which was deepened by the glare of torches along
+its borders. A man richly dressed, with several fillets on his head, and
+crowned with a garland of violets, ivy, and myrtle, stepped from the
+boat, supported by the arm of a slave. His countenance was flushed with
+wine, and as he reeled along, he sung aloud:
+
+  "Have I told you all my flames,
+  'Mong the amorous Syrian dames?
+  Have I numbered every one
+  Glowing under Egypt's sun!
+  Or the nymphs, who, blushing sweet,
+  Deck the shrine of Love in Crete--
+  Where the God, with festal play,
+  Holds eternal holiday?"
+
+"Castor and Polydeuces!" whispered Geta, "there goes Alcibiades. He has
+returned from his wine earlier than usual; but so blinded by the merry
+god, that he would not have known us, if we had faced the glare of his
+torches."
+
+"Oh, hasten! hasten!" said Eudora, weeping and trembling, as she spoke.
+"I beseech you do not let a moment be lost."
+
+As Alcibiades and his train disappeared, they left the grove, and
+hurried toward their boat; keeping as much as possible within the shadow
+of the trees. They reached the cove in safety, and Geta rowed with
+unwonted energy; but he was single-handed, and Salamis was many stadia
+from Athens. Long before he arrived at the place were he had been
+accustomed to land, they heard the sound of distant oars plied with
+furious rapidity.
+
+They landed, and with the utmost haste proceeded toward the city.
+Eudora, fearful of being overtaken, implored Geta to seek refuge behind
+the pillars of Poseidon's temple. Carefully concealing themselves in the
+dense shadow, they remained without speaking, and almost without
+breathing, until their pursuers had passed by. The moment these were out
+of hearing, they quitted their hiding-place, and walked swiftly along
+the Piraeus. Intense fear imparted a degree of strength, which the
+maiden, under other circumstances, would have hardly deemed it possible
+to exert. She did not for a moment relax her speed, until they came
+within sight of the Areopagus, and heard noisy shouts, apparently not
+far distant. Eudora, sinking with fatigue and terror, entreated Geta not
+to attempt any approach to the house of Clinias, where her enemies would
+certainly be lying in wait for them. With uncertain steps they proceeded
+toward the great Gate of the Acropolis, until the helpless maiden,
+frightened at the approaching noise, stopped suddenly, and burst into a
+flood of tears.
+
+"There is one place of safety, if you have courage to try it," said
+Geta: "We are nearly under the Propylaea; and close beside us is the
+grotto of Creuesa. Few dare to enter it in the day-time, and no profane
+steps will venture to pass the threshold after nightfall; for it is said
+the gods often visit it, and fill it with strange sights and sounds.
+Shall we enter?"
+
+It was a windy night, and the clouds that occasionally passed over the
+face of the moon gave the earth a dreary aspect. The high wall under
+which they stood seemed to frown gloomily upon them, and the long flight
+of white marble steps, leading from the Propylaea, looked cold and
+cheerless beneath the fitful gleamings of the moon.
+
+Eudora hesitated, and looked timidly around; but as the sound of riotous
+voices came nearer, she seized Geta's arm, and exclaimed, in hurried
+accents, "The gods protect me! Let us enter."
+
+Within the grotto, all was total darkness. Having groped their way a
+short distance from the entrance, they found a large rock, on which
+they seated themselves. The voices approached nearer, and their
+discordant revelry had an awful sound amid the echoes of the grotto.
+These gradually died away in the distance, and were heard no more.
+
+When all was perfectly still, Eudora, in whispered accents, informed
+Geta that she had been seized, as she stooped to gather flowers within
+sight of her own dwelling. Two men suddenly started up from behind a
+wall, and one covered her mouth, while the other bound her hands. They
+made a signal to a third, who came with two attendants and a curtained
+chariot, in which she was immediately conveyed to a solitary place on
+the seashore, and thence to Salamis. Two men sat beside her, and held
+her fast, so as to prevent any possibility of communication with the few
+people passing at that early hour.
+
+Arrived at the place of destination, she was shut up in a large
+apartment, luxuriously furnished. Alcibiades soon visited her, with an
+affectation of the most scrupulous respect, urging the plea of ardent
+love as an excuse for his proceedings.
+
+Aware that she was completely in his power, she concealed her
+indignation and contempt, and allowed him to indulge the hope that her
+affections might be obtained, if she were entirely convinced of his wish
+to atone for the treachery and violence with which she had been treated.
+
+Milza's voice had been recognized the moment she began to sing; and she
+at once conjectured the object that led her thither. But when hour after
+hour passed without any tidings from Pandaenus or Clinias, she was in a
+state of anxiety bordering on distraction; for she soon perceived
+sufficient indication that the smooth hypocrisy of Alcibiades was
+assumed but for a short period.
+
+She had already determined on an effort to bribe the servants, when the
+steward came stealthily to her room, and offered to convey her to the
+Triton's Cove, provided she would promise to double the sum already
+offered by Geta. To this she eagerly assented, without even inquiring
+the amount; and he, fearful of detection, scarcely allowed time to throw
+Milza's robe and veil over her own.
+
+Having thus far effected her escape, Eudora was extremely anxious that
+Pandaenus and Clinias should be informed of her place of retreat, as soon
+as the morning dawned. When Geta told her that Pandaenus had disappeared
+as suddenly as herself, and no one knew whither, she replied, "This,
+too, is the work of Alcibiades."
+
+Their whispered conversation was stopped by the barking of a dog, to
+which the echoes of the cavern gave a frightful appearance of nearness.
+Each instinctively touched the other's arm, as a signal for silence.
+When all was again quiet, Geta whispered, "It is well for us they were
+not witty enough to bring Hylax with them; for the poor fellow would
+certainly have betrayed us." This circumstance warned them of the danger
+of listeners, and few more words were spoken.
+
+The maiden, completely exhausted by the exertions she had made, laid her
+head on the shoulder of her attendant, and slept until the morning
+twilight became perceptible through the crevices of the rocks.
+
+At the first approach of day, she implored Geta to hasten to the house
+of Clinias, and ask his protection: for she feared to venture herself
+abroad, without the presence of some one whose rank and influence would
+be respected by Alcibiades.
+
+"Before I go," replied Geta, "let me find a secure hiding-place for you;
+for though I shall soon return, in the meantime those may enter whose
+presence may be dangerous."
+
+"You forget that this is a sacred place," rejoined Eudora, in tones that
+betrayed fear struggling with her confidence.
+
+"There are men, with whom nothing is sacred," answered Geta; "and many
+such are now in Athens."
+
+The cavern was deep, and wide. As they passed along, the dawning light
+indistinctly revealed statues of Phoebus and Pan, with altars of pure
+white marble. At the farthest extremity, stood a trophy of shields,
+helmets, and spears, placed there by Miltiades, in commemoration of his
+victory at Marathon. It was so formed as to be hollow in the centre, and
+Geta proposed that the timid maiden should creep in at the side, and
+stand upright. She did so, and it proved an effectual screen from head
+to foot. Having taken this prudent precaution, the faithful attendant
+departed, with a promise to return as soon as possible. But hour after
+hour elapsed, and he came not. As Eudora peeped through the chinks of
+the trophy, she perceived from the entrance of the cave glowing streaks
+of light, that indicated approaching noon. Yet all remained still, save
+the echoed din of noises in the city; and no one came to her relief.
+
+Not long after the sun had begun to decline from its meridian, two men
+entered, whom she recognized as among the individuals that had seized
+and conveyed her to Salamis. As they looked carefully all around the
+cave, Eudora held her breath, and her heart throbbed violently.
+Perceiving no one, they knelt for a moment before the altars, and
+hastily retreated, with indications of fear; for the accusations of
+guilty minds were added to the usual terrors of this subterranean abode
+of the gods.
+
+The day was fading into twilight, when a feeble old man came, with a
+garland on his head, and invoked the blessing of Phoebus. He was
+accompanied by a boy, who laid his offering of flowers and fruit on the
+altar of Pan, with an expression of countenance that showed how much he
+was alarmed by the presence of that fear-inspiring deity.
+
+After they had withdrawn, no other footsteps approached the sacred
+place. Anxiety of mind, and bodily weariness, more than once tempted
+Eudora to go out and mingle with the throng continually passing through
+the city. But the idea that Geta might arrive, and be perplexed by her
+absence, combined with the fear of lurking spies, kept her motionless,
+until the obscurity of the grotto gave indication that the shadows of
+twilight were deepening.
+
+During the day, she had observed near the trophy a heap of withered
+laurel branches and wreaths, with which the altar and statue of Phoebus
+had been at various times adorned. Overcome with fatigue, and desirous
+to change a position, which from its uniformity had become extremely
+painful, she resolved to lie down upon the rugged rock, with the sacred
+garlands for a pillow. She shuddered to remember the lizards and other
+reptiles she had seen crawling, through the day; but the universal fear
+of entering Creuesa's grotto after nightfall, promised safety from human
+intrusion; and the desolate maiden laid herself down to repose, in such
+a state of mind that she would have welcomed a poisonous reptile, if it
+brought the slumbers of death. It seemed to her that she was utterly
+solitary and friendless; persecuted by men, and forsaken by the gods.
+
+By degrees, all sounds died away, save the melancholy hooting of owls,
+mingled occasionally with the distant barking and howling of dogs.
+Alone, in stillness and total darkness, memory revealed herself with
+wonderful power. The scenes of her childhood; the chamber in which she
+had slept; figures she had embroidered and forgotten; tunes that had
+been silent for years; thoughts and feelings long buried; Philaemon's
+smile; the serene countenance of Philothea; the death-bed of Phidias;
+and a thousand other images of the past, came before her with all the
+vividness of present reality. Exhausted in mind and body, she could not
+long endure this tide of recollection. Covering her face with her hands,
+she sobbed convulsively, as she murmured, "Oh, Philothea! why didst thou
+leave me? My guide, my only friend! oh, where art thou!"
+
+A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply. Eudora
+raised her head to listen--and lo! the whole grotto was filled with
+light; so brilliant that every feather in the arrow of Phoebus might be
+counted, and the gilded horns and star of Pan were radiant as the sun.
+
+Her first thought was that she had slept until noon. She rubbed her
+eyes, and glanced at the pedestal of a statue, on which she distinctly
+read the inscription: "Here Miltiades placed me, Pan, the goat-footed
+god of Arcadia, who warred with the Athenians against the Medes."
+
+Frightened at the possibility of having overslept herself, she started
+up, and was about to seek the shelter of the trophy, when Paralus and
+Philothea stood before her! They were clothed in bright garments, with
+garlands on their heads. His arm was about her waist, and hers rested on
+his shoulder. There was a holy beauty in their smile, from which a
+protecting influence seemed to emanate, that banished mortal fear.
+
+In sweet, low tones, they both said, as if with one voice, "Seek
+Artaphernes, the Persian."
+
+"Dearest Philothea, I scarcely know his countenance," replied the
+maiden.
+
+Again the bright vision repeated, "Seek Artaphernes, nothing doubting."
+
+The sounds ceased; the light began to fade; it grew more and more dim,
+till all was total darkness. For a long time, Eudora remained intensely
+wakeful, but inspired with a new feeling of confidence and hope, that
+rendered her oblivious of all earthly cares. Whence it came, she neither
+knew nor asked; for such states preclude all inquiry concerning their
+own nature and origin.
+
+After awhile, she fell into a tranquil slumber, in which she dreamed of
+torrents crossed in safety, and of rugged, thorny paths, that ended in
+blooming gardens. She was awakened by the sound of a troubled, timid
+voice, saying, "Eudora! Eudora!"
+
+She listened a moment, and answered, "Is it you, Milza?"
+
+"Oh, blessed be the sound of your voice," replied the peasant. "Where
+are you? Let me take your hand; for I am afraid in this awful place."
+
+"Don't be frightened, my good Milza. I have had joyful visions here,"
+rejoined the maiden. She reached out her arms as she spoke, and
+perceived that her companion trembled exceedingly. "May the gods protect
+us!" whispered she; "but it is a fearful thing to come here in the
+night-time. All the gold of Croesus would not have tempted me, if Geta
+had not charged me to do it, to save you from starving."
+
+"You are indeed kind friends," said Eudora; "and the only ones I have
+left in this world. If ever I get safely back to Elis, you shall be to
+me as brother and sister."
+
+"Ah, dear lady," replied the peasant, "you have ever been a good friend
+to us;--and there is one that sleeps, who never spoke an ungentle word
+to any of us. When her strength was almost gone, she bade me love
+Eudora, even as I had loved her; and the gods know that for her sake
+Milza would have died. Phoebus protect me, but this is an awful place to
+speak of those who sleep. It must be near the dawn; but it is fearfully
+dark here. Where is your hand? I have brought some bread and figs, and
+this little arabyllus of water mixed with Lesbian wine. Eat; for you
+must be almost famished."
+
+Eudora took the refreshment, but ere she tasted it, inquired, "Why did
+not Geta come, as he promised?" Milza began to weep.
+
+"Has evil befallen him?" said Eudora, in tones of alarm.
+
+The afflicted wife sobbed out, "Poor Geta! Poor, dear Geta! I dreaded to
+come into this cavern; but then I thought if I died, it would be well,
+if we could but die together."
+
+"Do tell me what has happened," said Eudora: "Am I doomed to bring
+trouble upon all who love me? Tell me, I entreat you."
+
+Milza, weeping as she spoke, then proceeded to say that Alcibiades had
+discovered Eudora's escape immediately after his return from the feast
+of Artaphernes. He was in a perfect storm of passion, and threatened
+every one of the servants with severe punishment, to extort confession.
+The steward received a few keen lashes, notwithstanding his
+protestations of innocence. But he threatened to appeal to the
+magistrates for another master; and Alcibiades, unwilling to lose the
+services of this bold and artful slave, restrained his anger, even when
+it was at its greatest height.
+
+To appease his master's displeasure, the treacherous fellow acknowledged
+that Geta had been seen near the walls, and that his boat had been lying
+at the Triton's Cove.
+
+In consequence of this information, men were instantly ordered in
+pursuit, with orders to lie in wait for the fugitives, if they could not
+be overtaken before morning. When Geta left Creuesa's Grotto, he was
+seized before he reached the house of Clinias.
+
+Milza knew nothing of these proceedings, but had remained anxiously
+waiting till the day was half spent. Then she learned that Alcibiades
+had claimed Eudora and Geta as his slaves, by virtue of a debt due to
+him from Phidias, for a large quantity of ivory; and notwithstanding the
+efforts of Clinias in their favour, the Court of Forty Four, in the
+borough of Alcibiades, decided that he had a right to retain them, until
+the debt was paid, or until the heir appeared to show cause why it
+should not be paid. "The gods have blessed Clinias with abundant
+wealth," said Eudora; "Did he offer nothing to save the innocent?"
+
+"Dear lady," replied Milza, "Alcibiades demands such an immense sum for
+the ivory, that he says he might as well undertake to build the wall of
+Hipparchus, as to pay it. But I have not told you the most cruel part of
+the story. Geta has been tied to a ladder, and shockingly whipped, to
+make him tell where you were concealed. He said he would not do it, if
+he died. I believe they had the will to kill him; but one of the young
+slaves, whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted, was resolved to make
+complaint to the magistrates, and demand another master. She helped Geta
+to escape: they have both taken refuge in the Temple of Theseus. Geta
+dared trust no one but me to carry a message to Clinias. I told him he
+supped with Pericles to-night; and he would not suffer me to go there,
+lest Alcibiades should be among the guests."
+
+"I am glad he gave you that advice," said Eudora; "for though Pericles
+might be willing to serve me, for Philothea's sake, I fear if he once
+learned the secret, it would soon be in Aspasia's keeping."
+
+"And that would be all the same as telling Alcibiades himself," rejoined
+Milza. "But I must tell you that I did not know of poor Geta's
+sufferings until many hours after they happened. Since he went to
+Salamis in search of you, I have not seen him until late this evening.
+He is afraid to leave the altar, lest he should fall into the hands of
+his enemies; and that is the reason he sent me to bring you food. He
+expects to be a slave again; but having been abused by Alcibiades, he
+claims the privilege of the law to be transferred to another master."
+
+Eudora wept bitterly, to think she had no power to rescue her faithful
+attendant from a condition he dreaded worse than death.
+
+Milza endeavoured, in her own artless way, to soothe the distress her
+words had excited. "In all Geta's troubles, he thinks more of you than
+he does of himself," said she. "He bade me convey you to the house of a
+wise woman from Thessalia, who lives near the Sacred Gate; for he says
+she can tell us what it is best to do. She has learned of magicians in
+foreign lands. They say she can compound potions that will turn hatred
+into love; and that the power of her enchantments is so great, she can
+draw the moon down from the sky."
+
+"Nevertheless, I shall not seek her counsel," replied the maiden; "for I
+have heard a better oracle."
+
+When she had given an account of the vision in the cave, the peasant
+asked, in a low and trembling voice, "Did it not make you afraid?"
+
+"Not in the least," answered Eudora; "and therefore I am doubtful
+whether it were a vision or a dream. I spoke to Philothea just as I used
+to do; without remembering that she had died. She left me more composed
+and happy than I have been for many days. Even if it were a vision, I
+do not marvel that the spirit of one so pure and peaceful should be less
+terrific than the ghost of Medea or Clytemnestra."
+
+"And the light shone all at once!" exclaimed Milza, eagerly. "Trust to
+it, dear lady--trust to it. A sudden brightness hath ever been a happy
+omen."
+
+Two baskets, filled with Copaic eels and anchovies, had been deposited
+near the mouth of the cavern; and with the first blush of morning, the
+fugitives offered prayers to Phoebus and Pan, and went forth with the
+baskets on their heads, as if they sought the market. Eudora, in her
+haste, would have stepped across the springs that bubbled from the
+rocks; but Milza held her back, saying, "Did you never hear that these
+brooks are Creuesa's tears? When the unhappy daughter of Erectheus left
+her infant in this cave to perish, she wept as she departed; and
+Phoebus, her immortal lover, changed her tears to rills. For this
+reason, the water has ever been salt to the taste. It is a bad omen to
+wet the foot in these springs."
+
+Thus warned, Eudora turned aside, and took a more circuitous path.
+
+It happened, fortunately, that the residence of Artaphernes stood behind
+the temple of Asclepius, at a short distance from Creuesa's Grotto; and
+they felt assured that no one would think of searching for them within
+the dwelling of the Persian stranger. They arrived at the gate without
+question or hindrance; but found it fastened. To their anxious minds,
+the time they were obliged to wait seemed like an age; but at last the
+gate was opened, and they preferred a humble request to see
+Artaphernes. Eudora, being weary of her load, stooped to place the
+basket of fish on a bench, and her veil accidentally dropped. The porter
+touched her under the chin, and said, with a rude laugh, "Do you
+suppose, my pretty dolphin, that Artaphernes buys his own dinner?"
+
+Eudora's eyes flashed fire at this familiarity; but checking her natural
+impetuosity, she replied, "It was not concerning the fish that I wished
+to speak to your master. We have business of importance."
+
+The servant gave a significant glance, more insulting than his former
+freedom. "Oh, yes, business of importance, no doubt," said he; "but do
+you suppose, my little Nereid, that the servant of the Great King is
+himself a vender of fish, that he should leave his couch at an hour so
+early as this?"
+
+Eudora slipped a ring from her finger, and putting it in his hand, said,
+in a confidential tone, "I am not a fish-woman. I am here in disguise. Go
+to your master, and conjure him, if he ever had a daughter that he
+loved, to hear the petition of an orphan, who is in great distress."
+
+The man's deportment immediately changed; and as he walked away, he
+muttered to himself, "She don't look nor speak like one brought up at
+the gates; that's certain."
+
+Eudora and Milza remained in the court for a long time, but with far
+less impatience than they had waited at the gate. At length the servant
+returned, saying his master was now ready to see them. Eudora followed,
+in extreme agitation, with her veil folded closely about her; and when
+they were ushered into the presence of Artaphernes, the embarrassment
+of her situation deprived her of the power of utterance. With much
+kindness of voice and manner, the venerable stranger said: "My servant
+told me that one of you was an orphan, and had somewhat to ask of me."
+
+Eudora replied: "O Persian stranger, I am indeed a lonely orphan, in the
+power of mine enemies; and I have been warned by a vision to come hither
+for assistance."
+
+Something in her words, or voice, seemed to excite surprise, mingled
+with deeper feelings; and the old man's countenance grew more troubled,
+as she continued: "Perhaps you may recollect a maiden that sung at
+Aspasia's house, to whom you afterwards sent a veil of shining texture?"
+
+"Ah, yes," he replied, with a deep sigh: "I do recollect it. They told
+me she was Eudora, the daughter of Phidias."
+
+"I am Eudora, the adopted daughter of Phidias," rejoined the maiden. "My
+benefactor is dead, and I am friendless."
+
+"Who were your parents?" inquired the Persian.
+
+"I never knew them," she replied. "I was stolen from the Ionian coast by
+Greek pirates. I was a mere infant when Phidias bought me."
+
+In a voice almost suffocated with emotion, Artaphernes asked, "Were you
+_then_ named Eudora?"
+
+The maiden's heart began to flutter with a new and strange hope, as she
+replied, "No one knew my name. In my childish prattle, I called myself
+Baby Minta."
+
+The old man started from his seat--his colour went and came--and every
+joint trembled. He seemed to make a strong effort to check some sudden
+impulse. After collecting himself for a moment, he said, "Maiden, you
+have the voice of one I dearly loved; and it has stirred the deepest
+fountains of my heart. I pray you, let me see your countenance."
+
+As Eudora threw off the veil, her long glossy hair fell profusely over
+her neck and shoulders, and her beautiful face was flushed with eager
+expectation.
+
+The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her
+to his bosom. The tears fell fast, as he exclaimed, "Artaminta! My
+daughter! My daughter! Image of thy blessed mother! I have sought for
+thee throughout the world, and at last I believed thee dead. My only
+child! My long-lost, my precious one! May the blessing of Oromasdes be
+upon thee."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX.
+
+  Whate'er thou givest, generous let it be.
+                              EURIPIDES
+
+
+When it was rumoured that Artaphernes had ransomed Eudora and Geta, by
+offering the entire sum demanded for the ivory, many a jest circulated
+in the agoras, at the expense of the old man who had given such an
+enormous price for a handsome slave; but when it became known, that he
+had, in some wonderful and mysterious manner, discovered a long-lost
+daughter, the tide of public feeling was changed.
+
+Alcibiades at once remitted his claim, which in fact never had any
+foundation in justice; he having accepted two statues in payment for the
+ivory, previous to the death of Phidias. He likewise formally asked
+Eudora in marriage; humbly apologizing for the outrage he had committed,
+and urging the vehemence of his love as an extenuation of the fault.
+
+Artaphernes had power to dispose of his daughter without even making any
+inquiry concerning the state of her affections; but the circumstances of
+his past life induced him to forbear the exercise of his power.
+
+"My dear child," said he, "it was my own misfortune to suffer by an
+ill-assorted marriage. In early youth, my parents united me with
+Artaynta, a Persian lady, whose affections had been secretly bestowed
+upon a near kinsman. Her parents knew of this fact, but mine were
+ignorant of it. It ended in wretchedness and disgrace. To avoid the
+awful consequences of guilt, she and her lover eloped to some distant
+land, where I never attempted to follow them.
+
+Some time after, the Great King was graciously pleased to appoint me
+Governor of the sea-coast in Asia Minor. I removed to Ephesus, where I
+saw and loved your blessed mother, the beautiful Antiope, daughter of
+Diophanes, priest of Zeus. I saw her accidentally at a fountain, and
+watched her unobserved, while she bathed the feet of her little sister.
+Though younger than myself, she reciprocated the love she had inspired.
+Her father consented to our union; and for a few years I enjoyed as
+great happiness as Oromasdes ever bestows on mortals. You were our only
+child; named Artaminta, in remembrance of my mother. You were scarcely
+two years old, when you and your nurse suddenly disappeared. As several
+other women and children were lost at the same time, we supposed that
+you were stolen by pirates. All efforts to ascertain your fate proved
+utterly fruitless. As moon after moon passed away, bringing no tidings
+of our lost treasure, Antiope grew more and more hopeless. She was a
+gentle, tender-hearted being, that complained little and suffered much.
+At last, she died broken-hearted."
+
+After remaining in silent thoughtfulness for a few moments, he added:
+"Of my two sons by Artaynta, one died in childhood; the other was killed
+in battle, before I came to Athens. I had never ceased my exertions to
+discover you; but after I became childless, it was the cherished object
+of existence. Some information received from Phoenician sailors led to
+the conclusion that I owed my misfortune to Greek pirates; and when the
+Great King informed me that he had need of services in Athens, I
+cherfully undertook the mission."
+
+"Having suffered severely in my own marriage, I would not willingly
+endanger your happiness by any unreasonable exercise of parental
+authority. Alcibiades is handsome, rich, and of high rank. How do you
+regard his proposal of marriage?"
+
+The colour mounted high in Eudora's cheek, and she answered hastily, "As
+easily could I consent to be the wife of Tereus, after his brutal
+outrage on the helpless Philomela. I have nothing but contempt to bestow
+on the man who persecuted me when I was friendless, and flatters me when
+I have wealthy friends."
+
+Artaphernes replied, "I knew not how far you might consider violent love
+an excuse for base proceedings; but I rejoice to see that you have pride
+becoming your noble birth. For another reason, it gives me happiness to
+find you ill-disposed toward this match; for duty will soon call me to
+Persia, and having just recovered you in a manner so miraculous, it
+would be a grievous sacrifice to relinquish you so soon. But am I so
+fortunate as to find you willing to return with me? Are there no strong
+ties that bind your heart to Athens?"
+
+Perceiving that Eudora blushed deeply, he added, in an inquiring tone,
+"Clinias told me to-day, that Phidias wished to unite you with that
+gifted artist, his nephew Pandaenus?"
+
+The maiden replied, "I have many reasons to be grateful to Pandaenus;
+and it was painful to refuse compliance with the wishes of my
+benefactor; but if Phidias had commanded me to obey him in this
+instance, my happiness would have been sacrificed. Of all countries in
+the world, there is none I so much wish to visit as Persia. Of that you
+may rest assured, my father."
+
+The old man looked upon her affectionately, and his eyes filled with
+tears, as he exclaimed, "Oromasdes be praised, that I am once more
+permitted to hear that welcome sound! No music is so pleasant to my ears
+as that word--father. Zoroaster tells us that children are a bridge
+joining this earth to a heavenly paradise, filled with fresh springs and
+blooming gardens. Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices
+call him father! But, my daughter, why is it that the commands of
+Phidias would have made you unhappy? Speak frankly, Artaminta; lest
+hereafter there should be occasion to mourn that we misunderstood each
+other."
+
+Eudora then told all the particulars of her attachment to Philaemon, and
+her brief infatuation with regard to Alcibiades. Artaphernes evinced no
+displeasure at the disclosure; but spoke of Philaemon with great respect
+and affection. He dwelt earnestly upon the mischievous effects of such
+free customs as Aspasia sought to introduce, and warmly eulogized the
+strictness and complete seclusion of Persian education. When Eudora
+expressed fears that she might never be able to regain Philaemon's love,
+he gazed on her beautiful countenance with fond admiration, and smiled
+incredulously as he turned away.
+
+The proposal of Alcibiades was civilly declined; the promised sum paid
+to his faithless steward, and the necklace, given by Phidias, redeemed.
+
+Hylax had been forcibly carried to Salamis with his young mistress, lest
+his sagacity should lead to a discovery of her prison. When Eudora
+escaped from the island, she had reluctantly left him in her apartment,
+in order to avoid the danger that might arise from any untimely noise;
+but as soon as her own safety was secured, her first thoughts were for
+the recovery of this favourite animal, the early gift of Philaemon. The
+little captive had pined and moaned continually, during their brief
+separation; and when he returned, it seemed as if his boisterous joy
+could not sufficiently manifest itself in gambols and caresses.
+
+When Artaphernes was convinced that he had really found his long-lost
+child, the impulse of gratitude led to very early inquiries for
+Pandaenus. The artist had not yet re-appeared; and all Athens was filled
+with conjectures concerning his fate. Eudora still suspected that
+Alcibiades had secreted him, for the same reason that he had claimed
+Geta as a slave; for it was sufficiently obvious that he had desired, as
+far as possible, to deprive her of all assistance and protection.
+
+The event proved her suspicions well founded. On the fourth day after
+her escape from Salamis, Pandaenus came to congratulate Artaphernes, and
+half in anger, half in laughter, told the particulars of his story. He
+had been seized as he returned home at night, and had been forcibly
+conveyed to the mansion of Eurysaces, where he was kept a close
+prisoner, with the promise of being released whenever he finished a
+picture, which Alcibiades had long desired to obtain. This was a
+representation of Europa, just entering the ocean on the back of the
+beautiful bull, which she and her unsuspecting companions had crowned
+with garlands.
+
+At first, the artist resisted, and swore by Phoebus Apollo that he would
+not be thus forced into the service of any man; but an unexpected
+circumstance changed his resolution.
+
+There was a long, airy gallery, in which he was allowed to take exercise
+any hour of the day. In some places, an open-work partition, richly and
+curiously wrought by the skilful hand of Callicrates, separated this
+gallery from the outer balustrade of the building. During his walks,
+Pandaenus often heard sounds of violent grief from the other side of the
+screen. Curiosity induced him to listen, and inquire the cause. A sad,
+sweet voice answered, "I am Cleonica, daughter of a noble Spartan. Taken
+captive in war, and sold to Alcibiades, I weep for my dishonoured lot;
+for much I fear it will bring the gray hairs of my mother to an untimely
+grave."
+
+This interview led to another, and another; and though the mode of
+communication was imperfect, the artist was enabled to perceive that the
+captive maiden was a tall, queenly figure, with a rich profusion of
+sunny hair, indicating a fair and fresh complexion. The result was a
+promise to paint the desired picture, provided he might have the Spartan
+slave as a recompense.
+
+Alcibiades, equally solicitous to obtain the painting, and to prolong
+the seclusion of Pandaenus, and being then eager in another pursuit,
+readily consented to the terms proposed. After Eudora's sudden change
+of fortune, being somewhat ashamed of the publicity of his conduct, and
+desirous not to lose entirely the good opinion of Artaphernes, he gave
+the artist his liberty, simply requiring the fulfilment of his promise.
+
+"And what are your intentions with regard to this fair captive?"
+inquired the Persian, with a significant smile.
+
+With some degree of embarrassment, Pandaenus answered, "I came to ask
+your protection; and that Eudora might for the present consider her as a
+sister, until I can restore her to her family."
+
+"It shall be so," replied Artaphernes; "but this is a very small part of
+the debt I owe the nephew of Phidias. Should you hereafter have a favour
+to ask of Cleonica's noble family, poverty shall be no obstruction to
+your wishes. I have already taken measures to purchase for you a large
+estate in Elis, and to remit yearly revenues, which will I trust be
+equal to your wishes. I have another favour to ask, in addition to the
+many claims you already have upon me. Among the magnificent pictures
+that adorn the Poecile, I have not observed the sculptor of your gods. I
+pray you exert your utmost skill in a painting of Phidias crowned by the
+Muses; that I may place it on those walls, a public monument of my
+gratitude to that illustrious man."
+
+"Of his statues and drawings I have purchased all that can be bought in
+Athens. The weeping Panthea, covering the body of Abradates with her
+mantle, is destined for my royal and munificent master. By the kindness
+of Pericles, I have obtained for myself the beautiful group,
+representing my precious little Artaminta caressing the kid, in that
+graceful attitude which first attracted the attention of her benefactor.
+For the munificent Eleans, I have reserved the Graceful Three, which
+your countrymen have named the presiding deities over benevolent
+actions. All the other statues and drawings of your illustrious kinsman
+are at your disposal. Nay, do not thank me, young man. Mine is still the
+debt, and my heart will be ever grateful."
+
+The exertions of Clinias, although they proved unavailing, were
+gratefully acknowledged by the present of a large silver bowl, on which
+the skilful artificer, Mys, had represented, with exquisite delicacy,
+the infant Dionysus watched by the nymphs of Naxos.
+
+In the midst of this generosity, the services of Geta and Milza were not
+forgotten. The bribe given to the steward was doubled in the payment,
+and an offer made to establish them in any part of Greece or Persia,
+where they wished to reside.
+
+A decided preference was given to Elis, as the only place where they
+could be secure from the ravages of war. A noble farm, in the
+neighbourhood of Proclus, was accordingly purchased for them, well
+stocked with herds and furnished with all agricultural and household
+conveniences. Geta, having thus become an owner of the soil, dropped the
+brief name by which he had been known in slavery, and assumed the more
+sonorous appellation of Philophidias.
+
+Dione, old as she was, overcame her fear of perils by land and sea, and
+resolved to follow her young mistress into Persia.
+
+Before a new moon had begun its course, Pandaenus fulfilled his
+intention of returning to Olympia, in company with the Lacedaemonian
+ambassador and his train. Cleonica, attended by Geta and Milza,
+travelled under the same protection. Artaphernes sent to Proclus four
+noble horses and a Bactrian camel, together with seven minae as a
+portion for Zoila. For Pterilaues, likewise, was a sum of money
+sufficient to maintain him ten years in Athens, that he might gratify
+his ardent desire to become the disciple of Plato. Eudora sent her
+little playmate a living peacock, which proved even more acceptable than
+her flock of marble sheep with their painted shepherd. To Melissa was
+sent a long affectionate epistle, with the dying bequest of Philothea,
+and many a valuable token of Eudora's gratitude.
+
+Although a brilliant future was opening before her, the maiden's heart
+was very sad, when she bade a last farewell to the honest and faithful
+attendants, who had been with her through so many changing scenes, and
+aided her in the hour of her utmost need. The next day after their
+departure was spent by the Persian in the worship of Mithras, and
+prayers to Oromasdes. Eudora, in remembrance of her vision, offered
+thanksgiving and sacrifice to Phoebus and Pan; and implored the deities
+of ocean to protect the Phoenician galley, in which they were about to
+depart from Athens.
+
+These ceremonies being performed, Artaphernes and his weeping daughter
+visited the studio of Myron, who, in compliance with their orders, had
+just finished the design of a beautiful monument to Paralus and
+Philothea, on which were represented two doves sleeping upon garlands.
+
+For the last time, Eudora poured oblations of milk and honey, and placed
+fragrant flowers, with ringlets of her hair, upon the sepulchre of her
+gentle friend; then, with many tears, she bade a long farewell to scenes
+rendered sacred by the remembrance of their mutual love.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX.
+
+              Next arose
+  A well-towered city, by seven golden gates
+  Inclosed, that fitted to their lintels hung.
+              Then burst forth
+  Aloud the marriage song; and far and wide
+  Long splendors flashed from many a quivering torch.
+                                        HESIOD
+
+
+When the galley arrived at the opulent city of Tyre, the noble Persian
+and his retinue joined a caravan of Phoenician merchants bound to
+Ecbatana, honoured at that season of the year with the residence of the
+royal family. Eudora travelled in a cedar carriage drawn by camels. The
+latticed windows were richly gilded, and hung with crimson curtains,
+which her father ordered to be closed at the slightest indication of
+approaching travellers. Dione, with six more youthful attendants,
+accompanied her, and exerted all their powers to make the time pass
+pleasantly; but all their stories of romantic love, of heroes mortal and
+immortal, combined with the charms of music, could not prevent her from
+feeling that the journey was exceedingly long and wearisome.
+
+She recollected how her lively spirit had sometimes rebelled against the
+restraints imposed on Grecian women, and sighed to think of all she had
+heard concerning the far more rigid customs of Persia. Expressions of
+fatigue sometimes escaped her; and her indulgent parent consented that
+she should ride in the chariot with him, enveloped in a long, thick
+veil, that descended to her feet, with two small openings of net-work
+for the eyes.
+
+As they passed through Persia, he pointed out to her the sacred groves,
+inhabited by the Magii: the entrance of the cave where Zoroaster penned
+his divine precepts; and the mountain on whose summit he was wont to
+hold midnight communication with the heavenly bodies.
+
+Eudora remarked that she nowhere observed temples or altars; objects to
+which her eye had always been accustomed, and which imparted such a
+sacred and peculiar beauty to Grecian scenery.
+
+Artaphernes replied, "It is because these things are contrary to the
+spirit of Persian theology. Zoroaster taught us that the temple of
+Oromasdes was infinite space--his altar, the air, the earth, and the
+heavens."
+
+When the travellers arrived within sight of Ecbatana, the setting sun
+poured upon the noble city a flood of dazzling light. It was girdled by
+seven walls of seven different colours; one rising above the other, in
+all the hues of the rainbow. From the centre of the innermost, arose the
+light, graceful towers of the royal palace, glittering with gold. The
+city was surrounded by fertile, spacious plains, bounded on one side by
+Mount Orontes, and on the other by a stately forest, amid whose lofty
+trees might here and there be seen the magnificent villas of Persian
+nobles.
+
+Eudora's heart beat violently, when her father pointed to the residence
+of Megabyzus, and told her that the gilded balls on its pinnacles could
+be discovered from their own dwelling; but maiden shame prevented her
+from inquiring whether Philaemon was still the instructor of his sons.
+
+The morning after his arrival, Artaphernes had a private audience with
+his royal master. This conference lasted so long, that many of the
+courtiers supposed his mission in Greece related to matters of more
+political importance than the purchase of pictures and statues; and this
+conjecture was afterward confirmed by the favours lavished upon him.
+
+It was soon known throughout the precincts of the court that the
+favourite noble had returned from Athens, bringing with him his
+long-lost daughter. The very next day, as Eudora walked round the
+terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages
+approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and
+ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to
+retire before their presence, on pain of death. In obedience to these
+commands, Artaphernes immediately withdrew to his own apartment, closed
+the shutters, and there remained till the royal retinue departed.
+
+The visiters consisted of Amestris, the mother of Artaxerxes; Arsinoee of
+Damascus, his favourite mistress; and Parysatis, his daughter; with
+their innumerable slaves. They examined Eudora with more than childish
+curiosity; pulled every article of her dress, to ascertain its colour
+and its texture; teased to see all her jewels; wanted to know the name
+of everything in Greek; requested her to sing Greek songs; were
+impatient to learn Ionian dances; conjured her to paint a black streak
+from the eyes to the ears; and were particularly anxious to ascertain
+what cosmetic the Grecian ladies used to stain the tips of their
+fingers.
+
+When all these important matters were settled, by means of an
+interpreter, they began to discuss the merits of Grecian ladies; and
+loudly expressed their horror at the idea of appearing before brothers
+unveiled, and at the still grosser indelicacy of sometimes allowing the
+face to be seen by a betrothed lover. Then followed a repetition of all
+the gossip of the harem; particularly, a fresh piece of scandal
+concerning Apollonides of Cos, and their royal kinswoman, Amytis, the
+wife of Megabyzus. Eudora turned away to conceal her blushes; for the
+indelicacy of their language was such as seldom met the ear of a Grecian
+maiden.
+
+The Queen mother was eloquent in praise of a young Lesbian girl, whom
+Artaphernes had bought to attend upon his daughter. This was equivalent
+to asking for the slave; and the captive herself evinced no
+unwillingness to join the royal household; it having been foretold by an
+oracle that she would one day be the mother of kings. Amestris accepted
+the beautiful Greek, with many thanks, casting a triumphant glance at
+Arsinoee and Parysatis, who lowered their brows, as if each had reasons
+of her own for being displeased with the arrangement.
+
+The royal guests gave and received a variety of gifts; consisting
+principally of jewels, embroidered mantles, veils, tufts of peacock
+feathers with ivory handles, parrots, and golden boxes filled with
+roseate powder for the fingers, and black paint for the eyebrows. At
+length they departed, and Eudora's attendants showered perfumes on them
+as they went.
+
+Eudora recalled to mind the pure and sublime discourse she had so often
+enjoyed with Philothea, and sighed as she compared it with this
+specimen of intercourse with high-born Persian ladies.
+
+When the sun was setting, she again walked upon the terrace; and,
+forgetful of the customs of the country, threw back her veil, that she
+might enjoy more perfectly the beauty of the landscape. She stood
+thoughtfully gazing at the distant pinnacles, which marked the residence
+of Megabyzus, when the barking of Hylax attracted her attention, and
+looking into the garden, she perceived a richly dressed young man, with
+his eyes fixed earnestly upon her. She drew her veil hastily, and
+retired within the dwelling, indulging the secret hope that none of her
+attendants had witnessed an action, which Artaphernes would deem so
+imprudent.
+
+On the following morning commenced the celebrated festival called, 'The
+Salutation of Mithras;' during which, forty days were set apart for
+thanksgiving and sacrifice. The procession formed long before the rising
+of the sun. First appeared a long train of the most distinguished Magii
+from all parts of the empire, led by their chief in scarlet robes,
+carrying the sacred fire upon a silver furnace. Next appeared an empty
+chariot consecrated to Oromasdes, decorated with garlands, and drawn by
+white steeds harnessed with gold. This was followed by a magnificent
+large horse, his forehead flaming with gems, in honour of Mithras. Then
+came the Band of Immortals, and the royal kindred, their Median vests
+blazing with embroidery and gold. Artaxerxes rode in an ivory chariot,
+richly inlaid with precious stones. He was followed by a long line of
+nobles, riding on camels splendidly caparisoned; and their countless
+attendants closed the train. This gorgeous retinue slowly ascended
+Mount Orontes. When they arrived upon its summit, the chief of the Magii
+assumed his tiara interwoven with myrtle, and hailed the first beams of
+the rising sun with sacrifice. Then each of the Magii in turns sung
+orisons to Oromasdes, by whose eternal power the radiant Mithras had
+been sent to gladden the earth, and preserve the principle of life.
+Finally, they all joined in one universal chorus, while king, princes,
+and nobles, prostrated themselves, and adored the Fountain of Light.
+
+At that solemn moment, a tiger leaped from an adjoining thicket, and
+sprung toward the king. But ere the astonished courtiers had time to
+breathe, a javelin from some unknown hand passed through the ferocious
+animal, and laid him lifeless in the dust.
+
+Eudora had watched the procession from the house-top; and at this moment
+she thought she perceived hurried and confused movements, of which her
+attendants could give no explanation.
+
+The splendid concourse returned toward the palace in the same order that
+it had ascended the mountain. But next to the royal chariot there now
+appeared a young man on a noble steed, with a golden chain about his
+neck, and two heralds by his side, who ever and anon blew their
+trumpets, and proclaimed, "This is Philaemon of Athens, whom the king
+delighteth to honour?"
+
+Eudora understood the proclamation imperfectly; but afar off, she
+recognized the person of her lover. As they passed the house, she saw
+Hylax running to and fro on the top of the wall, barking, and jumping,
+and wagging his tail, as if he too were conscious of the vicinity of
+some familiar friend. The dog evidently arrested Philaemon's attention;
+for he observed him closely, and long continued to look back and watch
+his movements.
+
+A tide of sweet and bitter recollections oppressed the maiden's heart; a
+deadly paleness overspread her cheeks; a suffocating feeling choked her
+voice; and had it not been for a sudden gush of tears, she would have
+fallen.
+
+When her father returned, he informed her that the life of Artaxerxes
+had been saved by the promptitude and boldness of Philaemon, who
+happened to perceive the tiger sooner than any other person at the
+festival. He added, "I saw Philaemon after the rescue, but we had brief
+opportunity to discourse together. I think his secluded habits have
+prevented him from hearing that I found a daughter in Athens. He told me
+he intended soon to return to his native country, and promised to be my
+guest for a few days before he departed. Furthermore, my child, the
+Great King, in the fulness of his regal bounty, last night sent a
+messenger to demand you in marriage for his son Xerxes."
+
+He watched her countenance, as he spoke; but seemed doubtful how to
+understand the fluctuating colour. Still keeping his scrutinizing gaze
+fixed upon her, he continued, "Artaminta, this is an honour not to be
+lightly rejected; to be princess of Persia now, and hereafter perhaps
+its queen."
+
+In some confusion, the maiden answered, "Perhaps the prince may not
+approve his father's choice."
+
+"No, Artaminta; the prince has chosen for himself. He sent his sister to
+obtain a view of my newly discovered daughter; and he himself saw you,
+as you stood on the terrace unveiled."
+
+In an agitated voice, Eudora asked, "And must I be compelled to obey the
+commands of the king?"
+
+"Unless it should be his gracious pleasure to dispense with obedience,"
+replied Artaphernes. "I and all my household are his servants. I pray
+Oromasdes that you may never have greater troubles than the fear of
+becoming a princess."
+
+"But you forget, my dear father, that Parysatis told me her brother
+Xerxes was effeminate and capricious, and had a new idol with every
+change of the moon. Some fairer face would soon find favour in his
+sight; and I should perhaps be shut up with hundreds of forgotten
+favourites, in the old harem, among silly women and ugly slaves."
+
+Her father answered, in an excited tone, "Artaminta, if you had been
+brought up with more becoming seclusion, like those silly Persian women,
+you would perhaps have known, better than you now seem to do, that a
+woman's whole duty is submission."
+
+Eudora had never heard him speak so harshly. She perceived that his
+parental ambition was roused, and that her indifference to the royal
+proposal displeased him. The tears fell fast, as she replied, "Dear
+father, I will obey you, even if you ask me to sacrifice my life, at the
+command of the king."
+
+Her tears touched the feelings of the kind old man. He embraced her
+affectionately, saying, "Do not weep, daughter of my beloved Antiope. It
+would indeed gratify my heart to see you Queen of Persia; but you shall
+not be made wretched, if my interest with the Great King can prevent
+it. All men praise his justice and moderation; and he has pledged his
+royal word to grant anything I ask, in recompense for services rendered
+in Greece. The man who has just saved his life can no doubt obtain any
+favour. But reflect upon it well, my daughter. Xerxes has no son; and
+should you give birth to a boy, no new favourite could exclude you from
+the throne. Perhaps Philaemon was silent from other causes than ignorance
+of your arrival in Persia; and if this be the case, you may repent a too
+hasty rejection of princely love."
+
+Eudora blushed like crimson, and appeared deeply pained by this
+suggestion; but she made no answer. Artaphernes departed, promising to
+seek a private audience with the king; and she saw him no more that
+night. When she laid her head upon the pillow, a mind troubled with many
+anxious thoughts for a long time prevented repose; and when she did sink
+to sleep, it was with a confused medley of ideas, in which the
+remembrance of Philaemon's love was mixed up with floating visions of
+regal grandeur, and proud thoughts of a triumphant marriage, now placed
+within her power, should he indeed prove as unforgiving and indifferent,
+as her father had suggested.
+
+In her sleep, she saw Philothea; but a swift and turbid stream appeared
+to roll between them; and her friend said, in melancholy tones, "You
+have left me, Eudora; and I cannot come to you, now. Whence are these
+dark and restless waters, which separate our souls?"
+
+Then a variety of strange scenes rapidly succeeded each other--all
+cheerless, perturbed, and chaotic. At last, she seemed to be standing
+under the old grape-vine, that shaded the dwelling of Anaxagoras, and
+Philaemon crowned her with a wreath of myrtle. In the morning, soon after
+she had risen from her couch, Artaphernes came to her apartment, and
+mildly asked if she still wished to decline the royal alliance. He
+evinced no displeasure when she answered in the affirmative; but quietly
+replied, "It may be that you have chosen a wise part, my child; for true
+it is, that safety and contentment rarely take up their abode with
+princes. But now go and adorn yourself with your richest apparel; for
+the Great King requires me to present you at the palace, before the hour
+of noon. Let your Greek costume be laid aside; for I would not have my
+daughter appear like a foreigner, in the presence of her king."
+
+With a palpitating heart, Eudora resigned herself into the hands of her
+Persian tire-women, who so loaded her with embroidery and gems, that she
+could scarcely support their weight.
+
+She was conveyed to the palace in a cedar carriage, carefully screened
+from observation. Her father rode by her side, and a numerous train of
+attendants followed. Through gates of burnished brass, they entered a
+small court with a tesselated pavement of black and white marble. Thence
+they passed into a long apartment, with walls of black marble, and
+cornices heavily gilded. The marble was so highly polished, that Eudora
+saw the light of her jewels everywhere reflected like sunbeams.
+Surprised by the multiplied images of herself and attendants, she did
+not at first perceive, through the net-work of her veil, that a young
+man stood leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. This
+well-remembered attitude attracted her attention, and she scarcely
+needed a glance to assure her it was Philaemon.
+
+It being contrary to Persian etiquette to speak without license within
+hearing of the royal apartments, the Athenian merely smiled, and bowed
+gracefully to Artaphernes; but an audible sigh escaped him, as he
+glanced at the Greek attendants. Eudora hastily turned away her head,
+when he looked toward her; but her heart throbbed so violently that
+every fold of her veil trembled. They continued thus in each other's
+presence many minutes; one in a state of perfect unconsciousness, the
+other suffering an intensity of feeling, that seemed like the condensed
+excitement of years. At last a herald came to say it was now the
+pleasure of the Great King to receive them in the private court, opening
+into the royal gardens.
+
+The pavement of this court was of porphyry inlaid with costly marbles,
+in various hieroglyphics. The side connected with the palace was adorned
+with carved open-work, richly painted and gilded, and with jasper
+tablets, alternately surmounted by a golden ram and a winged lion; one
+the royal ensign of Persia, the other emblematic of the Assyrian empire
+conquered by Cyrus. The throne was placed in the centre, under a canopy
+of crimson, yellow, and blue silk, tastefully intermingled and
+embroidered with silver and gold. Above this was an image of the sun,
+with rays so brilliant, that it dazzled the eyes of those who looked
+upon it.
+
+The monarch seemed scarcely beyond the middle age, with long flowing
+hair, and a countenance mild and dignified. On his right hand stood
+Xerxes--on his left, Darius and Sogdianus; and around him were a
+numerous band of younger sons; all wearing white robes, with jewelled
+vests of Tyrian purple.
+
+As they entered, the active buzzing of female voices was heard behind
+the gilded open-work of the wall; but this was speedily silenced by a
+signal from the herald. Artaphernes prostrated himself, till his
+forehead touched the pavement; Eudora copied his example; but Philaemon
+merely bowed low, after the manner of the Athenians. Artaxerxes bade
+them arise, and said, in a stern tone, "Artaphernes, has thy daughter
+prepared herself to obey our royal mandate? Or is she still contemptuous
+of our kingly bounty?"
+
+Eudora trembled; and her father again prostrated himself, as he replied:
+"O great and benignant king! mayest thou live forever. May Oromandes
+bless thee with a prosperous reign, and forever avert from thee the
+malignant influence of Arimanius. I and my household are among the least
+of thy servants. May the hand that offends thee be cut off, and cast to
+unclean dogs."
+
+"Arise, Artaphernes!" said the monarch: "Thy daughter has permission to
+speak."
+
+Eudora, awed by the despotic power and august presence of Artaxerxes,
+spoke to her father, in a low and tremulous voice, and reminded him of
+the royal promise to grant whatever he might ask."
+
+Philaemon turned eagerly, and a sudden flush mantled his cheeks, when he
+heard the pure Attic dialect, "with its lovely marriage of sweet
+sounds."
+
+"What does the maiden say?" inquired the king. Artaphernes again paid
+homage, and answered; "O Light of the World! Look in mercy upon the
+daughter of thy servant, and grant that her petition may find favour in
+thy sight. As yet, she hath not gained a ready utterance of the Persian
+language--honoured and blessed above all languages, in being the
+messenger of thy thoughts, O king. Therefore she spoke in the Greek
+tongue, concerning thy gracious promise to grant unto the humblest of
+thy servants whatsoever he might ask at thy hands."
+
+Then the monarch held forth his golden sceptre, and replied, "Be it unto
+thee, as I have said. I have sought thy daughter in marriage for Xerxes,
+prince of the empire. What other boon does Artaphernes ask of the king?"
+
+The Persian approached, and reverently touching the point of the
+sceptre, answered: "O King of kings! before whom the nations of the
+earth do tremble. Thy bounty is like the overflowing Nilus, and thy
+mercy refreshing as dew upon the parched earth. If it be thy pleasure, O
+King, forgive Artaminta, my daughter, if she begs that the favour of the
+prince, like the blessed rays of Mithras, may fall upon some fairer
+damsel. I pray thee have her excused."
+
+Xerxes looked up with an angry frown; but his royal father replied, "The
+word of the king is sacred; and his decree changeth not. Be it unto thee
+even as thou wilt."
+
+Then turning to Philaemon, he said: "Athenian stranger, our royal life
+preserved by thy hand deserves a kingly boon. Since our well beloved son
+cannot find favour in the eyes of this damsel, we bestow her upon thee.
+Her father is one of the illustrious Pasargadae, and her ancestors were
+not unremotely connected with the princes of Media. We have never looked
+upon her countenance--deeming it wise to copy the prudent example of our
+cousin Cyrus; but report describes her beautiful as Panthea."
+
+Eudora shrunk from being thus bestowed upon Philaemon; and she would have
+said this to her father, had he not checked the first half-uttered word
+by a private signal.
+
+With extreme confusion, the Athenian bowed low, and answered, "Pardon
+me, O King, and deem me not insensible of thy royal munificence. I pray
+thee bestow the daughter of the princely Artaphernes upon one more
+worthy than thy servant."
+
+"Now, by the memory of Cyrus!" exclaimed Artaxerxes, "The king's favours
+shall this day be likened unto a beggar, whose petitions are rejected at
+every gate."
+
+Then, turning to his courtiers, he added: "A proud nation are these
+Greeks! When the plague ravaged all Persia and Media, Hippocrates of Cos
+refused our entreaties, and scorned our royal bounty; saying he was born
+to serve his own countrymen, and not foreigners. Themistocles, on whom
+our mighty father bestowed the revenues of cities, died, rather than
+fight for him against Athens; and lo! here is a young Athenian, who
+refuses a maiden sought by the Persian prince, with a dowry richer than
+Pactolus.
+
+Philaemon bowed himself reverently, and replied: "Deem not, O king, that
+I am moved by Grecian pride; for well I know that I am all unworthy of
+this princely alliance. An epistle lately received from Olympia makes it
+necessary for me to return to Greece; where, O king, I seek a beloved
+maiden, to whom I was betrothed before my exile."
+
+Eudora had trembled violently, and her convulsive breathing was audible,
+while Philaemon spoke; but when he uttered the last words, forgetful of
+the reverence required of those who stood in the presence of majesty,
+she murmured, "Oh, Philothea!" and sunk into the arms of her father.
+
+The young man started; for now, not only the language, but the tones
+were familiar to his heart. As the senseless form was carried into the
+garden, he gazed upon it with an excited and bewildered expression.
+
+Artaxerxes smiled, as he said: "Athenian stranger, the daughter of
+Artaphernes, lost on the coast of Ionia, was discovered in the household
+of Phidias, and the Greeks called her Eudora."
+
+Philaemon instantly knelt at the monarch's feet, and said, "Pardon me, O
+king. I was ignorant of all this. I ----"
+
+He would have explained more fully; but Artaxerxes interrupted him; "We
+know it all, Athenian stranger--we know it all. You have refused
+Artaminta, and now we bestow upon you Eudora, with the revenues of
+Magnesia and Lampsacus for her dowry."
+
+Before the next moon had waned, a magnificent marriage was celebrated in
+the court of audience, opening into the royal gardens. On a shining
+throne, in the midst of a stately pavilion, was seated Artaxerxes,
+surrounded by the princes of the empire. Near the throne stood Philaemon
+and Eudora. Artaphernes placed the right hand of the bride within the
+right hand of the bridegroom, saying, "Philaemon of Athens, I bestow upon
+thee, Artaminta, my daughter, with my estates in Pasagarda, and five
+thousand darics as her dowry."
+
+The chief of the Magii bore sacred fire on a silver censer, and the
+bridal couple passed slowly around it three times, bowing reverently to
+the sacred emblem of Mithras. Then the bridegroom fastened a golden
+jewel about the bride's neck, and they repeated certain words, promising
+fidelity to each other. The nuptial hymn was sung by six handsome
+youths, and as many maidens, clothed in white garments, with a purple
+edge.
+
+Numerous lamps were lighted in the trees, making the gardens bright as
+noon. Women belonging to the royal household, and to the most favoured
+of the nobility, rode through the groves and lawns, in rich pavilions,
+on the backs of camels and white elephants. As the huge animals were led
+along, fireworks burst from under their feet, and playing for a moment
+in the air, with undulating movements, fell in a sparkling shower.
+
+Artaxerxes gave a luxurious feast, which lasted seven days; during which
+time the Queen entertained her guests with equal splendour, in the
+apartments of the women.
+
+The Athenian decree against those of foreign parentage had been repealed
+in favour of young Pericles; but in that country everything was in a
+troubled and unsettled state; and Artaphernes pleaded hard to have his
+daughter remain in Persia.
+
+It was therefore decided that the young couple should reside at
+Pasagarda, situated in a fertile valley, called the Queen's Girdle,
+because its revenues were appropriated to that costly article of the
+royal wardrobe. This pleasant city had once been the favourite residence
+of Cyrus the Great, and a plain obelisk in the royal gardens marked his
+burial-place. The adjacent promontory of Taoces afforded a convenient
+harbour for Tyrian merchants, and thus brought in the luxuries of
+Phoenicia, while it afforded opportunities for literary communication
+between the East and the West. Here were celebrated schools under the
+direction of the Magii, frequently visited by learned men from Greece,
+Ethiopia, and Egypt.
+
+Philaemon devoted himself to the quiet pursuits of literature; and
+Eudora, happy in her father, husband and children, thankfully
+acknowledged the blessings of her lot.
+
+Her only daughter, a gentle maiden, with plaintive voice and earnest
+eyes, bore the beloved name of Philothea.
+
+
+
+
+APPENDIX
+
+
+_Zeus_--The Jupiter of the Romans.
+
+_Zeus Xenius_--Jupiter the Hospitable.
+
+_Hera_--Juno.
+
+_Pallas_--Minerva.
+
+_Pallas Athena_--An ancient appellation of Minerva, from which Athens
+took its name.
+
+_Pallas Parthenia_--Pallas the Virgin.
+
+_Pallas Promachos_--Pallas the Defender.
+
+_Phoebus_--The Apollo of the Romans; the Sun.
+
+_Phoebus Apollo_--Phoebus the Destroyer, or the Purifier.
+
+_Phoebe_--Diana; the Moon.
+
+_Artemis_--Diana.
+
+_Agrotera_--Diana the Huntress.
+
+_Orthia_--Name of Diana among the Spartans.
+
+_Poseidon_--Neptune.
+
+_Aphrodite_--Venus.
+
+_Urania_--The Heavenly Venus. The same name was applied to the Muse of
+Astronomy.
+
+_Eros_--Cupid.
+
+_Hermes_--Mercury.
+
+_Demeter_--Ceres.
+
+_Persephone_--Proserpine.
+
+_Dionysus_--Bacchus.
+
+_Pandamator_--A name of Vulcan, signifying the All-subduing.
+
+_Mnemosyne_--Goddess of Memory.
+
+_Chloris_--Flora.
+
+_Asclepius_--Esculapius.
+
+_Rhamnusia_--Name of a statue of Nemesis, goddess of Vengeance; so
+called because it was in the town of Rhamnus.
+
+_Polydeuces_--Pollux.
+
+_Leto_--Latona.
+
+_Taraxippus_--A deity whose protection was implored at Elis, that no
+harm might happen to the horses.
+
+_Erinnys_--The Eumenides, or Furies.
+
+_Naiades_--Nymphs of Rivers, Springs, and Fountains.
+
+_Nereides_--Nymphs of the Sea.
+
+_Oreades_--Nymphs of the Mountains.
+
+_Dryades_--Nymphs of the Woods.
+
+_Oromasdes_--Persian name for the Principle of Good.
+
+_Mithras_--Persian name for the Sun.
+
+_Arimanius_--Persian name for the Principle of Evil.
+
+_Odysseus_--Ulysses.
+
+_Achilleus_-Achilles.
+
+_Cordax_--An immodest comic dance.
+
+_Agora_--A Market House.
+
+_Prytaneum_--The Town House.
+
+_Deigma_--A place in the Piraeus, corresponding to the modern Exchange.
+
+_Clepsydra_--A Water-dial.
+
+_Cotylae_--A measure. Some writers say one third of a quart; others much
+less.
+
+_Arytana_--A small cup.
+
+_Arabyllus_--A vase, wide at bottom and narrow at top.
+
+_Archons_--Chief Magistrates of Athens.
+
+_Prytanes_--Magistrates who presided over the Senate.
+
+_Phylarchi_--Sheriffs.
+
+_Epistates_--Chairman, or speaker.
+
+_Hippodrome_--The Horse-course.
+
+_Stadium_--Thirty-six and a half rods.
+
+_Obulus_, (plural _Oboli_)--A small coin, about the value of a penny.
+
+_Drachma_, (plural _Drachmae_)--About ten-pence sterling.
+
+_Mina_, (plural _Minae_)--Four pounds, three shillings, four pence.
+
+_Stater_--A gold coin; estimated at about twelve shillings, three pence.
+
+_Daric_--A Persian gold coin, valued one pound, twelve shillings, three
+pence.
+
+(All the above coins are estimated very differently by different writers.)
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+"The midnight procession of the Panathenaea." p. 11.
+
+This festival in honour of Pallas was observed early in the summer,
+every fifth year, with great pomp.
+
+
+"The Sacred Peplus." p. 12.
+
+This was a white garment consecrated to Pallas, on which the actions of
+illustrious men were represented in golden embroidery.
+
+
+"Festival of Torches." p. 15.
+
+In honour of Prometheus. The prize was bestowed on him who ran the
+course without extinguishing his torch.
+
+
+"Six months of seclusion within the walls of the Acropolis, were
+required of the Canephorae." p. 22.
+
+Maidens of the first families were selected to embroider the sacred
+peplus. The two principal ones were called Canephorae, because they
+carried baskets in the Panathenaic procession.
+
+
+"Fountain of Byblis." p. 33.
+
+This name was derived from a young Ionian, passionately fond of her
+brother Caunus, for whom she wept till she was changed into a fountain,
+near Miletus.
+
+
+"During the festivities of the Dionysia." p. 42.
+
+This festival, in honour of Dionysus, was observed with great splendour.
+Choragic games are supposed to have been celebrated; in which prizes
+were given to the successful competitors in music, and the drama.
+
+
+"The tuneful soul of Marsyas." p. 43.
+
+Marsyas was a celebrated musician of Phrygia, generally considered the
+inventor of the flute.
+
+
+"Contest between fighting quails." p. 43.
+
+In Athens, quails were pitched against each other, in the same manner as
+game-cocks among the moderns.
+
+
+"Pericles withdrew a rose from the garland." p. 44.
+
+This flower was sacred to Silence. The ancients often suspended it above
+the table at feasts, to signify that what was said _sub rosa_ was not to
+be repeated.
+
+
+"A life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+p. 46.
+
+It is related of him, that he asked and obtained the gift of immortality
+in this world; but unfortunately forgot to ask for youth and vigour.
+
+
+"Eleusinian Mysteries." p. 47.
+
+Ceremonies at Eleusis, in honour of Demeter, observed with great
+secrecy. Those who were initiated were supposed to be peculiarly under
+the protection of the gods.
+
+
+"Model for the sloping roof of the Odeum." p. 54.
+
+Pericles was usually represented with a helmet, to cover the deformity
+in his skull. It was jestingly said that the model for the Odeum was
+from his own head.
+
+
+"Patriotic song of Callistratus." p. 56.
+
+Translated from the Greek, by the Rt. Rev. G. W. Doane, Bishop of New
+Jersey.
+
+
+"While our rosy fillets shed," &c. p. 57.
+
+The 43d Ode of Anacreon. This and other extracts from the same poet are
+translated by Thomas Moore, Esq.
+
+
+"All ending in ippus and ippides." p. 61.
+
+Ippus is the Greek for horse. Wealthy Athenians generally belonged to
+the equestrian order; to which the same ideas of honour were attached as
+to the knights, or cavaliers, of modern times. Their names often
+signified some quality of a horse; as Leucippus, a white horse, &c.
+
+
+"Describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter." p. 64.
+
+None but Greeks were allowed to enter the temples of this goddess.
+
+
+"Urania alone confers the beauty-giving zone." p. 69.
+
+Urania was the Heavenly Venus, who presided over the pure sentiment of
+love, in distinction from Aphrodite, who presided over the sensual
+passion.
+
+
+"The Pleiades mourning for their lost sister." p. 74.
+
+One of the stars in the constellation of the Pleiades is said to have
+disappeared. They were fabled as seven sisters, and one lost her place
+in the sky by marrying a mortal.
+
+
+"More happy than the gods is he." p. 75.
+
+Second Ode of Sappho, translated by F. Fawkes, Esq.
+
+
+"He has clothed the Graces." p. 76.
+
+Socrates was originally a sculptor. He carved a beautiful group of the
+Graces; said to have been the first that were represented with clothing.
+
+
+"Too frugal to buy coloured robes." p. 76.
+
+The common people in Athens generally bought white garments, for the
+economy of having them dyed when they were defaced.
+
+
+"Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit." p. 89.
+
+In the Phoedrus of Plato, Socrates is represented as saying, "When I was
+about to cross the river, a demoniacal and usual sign was given me; and
+whenever this takes place, it always prohibits me from accomplishing
+what I was about to do. In the present instance, I seemed to hear a
+voice, which would not suffer me to depart till I had made an expiation;
+as if I had offended in some particular a divine nature."
+
+
+"His statue stands among the Olympionicae." p. 92.
+
+The victors at the Olympic Games had their statues placed in the groves.
+These statues were called Olympionicae.
+
+
+"Count me on the summer trees." p. 98.
+
+Part of the 14th Ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"As soon would I league myself with Odomantians." p. 112.
+
+The Odomantians of Thrace, near the river Strymon, had the same
+grasping, avaricious character, attributed to the Jews in modern times.
+
+
+"Concealed their frauds amid the flames of the Treasury." p. 113.
+
+The Treasury in Athens was burned to the ground, by the Treasurers, who
+took that method to avoid being called to account for the money they had
+embezzled.
+
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them." p. 116.
+
+The freemen of Sparta were forbidden the exercise of any mechanical or
+laborious employment. All these duties devolved upon the Helots; while
+their masters spent their time in dancing, feasting, hunting, and
+fighting.
+
+
+"He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow freedom." p. 117.
+
+There was a Spartan law forbidding masters to emancipate their slaves.
+About two thousand, who were enfranchised by a public decree, for having
+bravely defended the country during the Peloponessian war, soon after
+disappeared suddenly, and were supposed to have been secretly murdered.
+
+
+"Whip them, merely to remind them of bondage." p. 117.
+
+The Helots were originally a brave people; but after they were conquered
+by the Spartans, no pains were spared to render them servile and
+degraded. Once a year they publicly received a severe flagellation,
+merely to remind them that they were slaves. They were never allowed to
+learn any liberal art, or to sing manly songs. In order to expose them
+to greater contempt, they were often obliged to perform indecent dances,
+and to get brutally drunk, that their master's children might learn to
+despise such uncomely things.
+
+
+"Things as trifling as the turning of a shell." p. 120.
+
+This was an Athenian proverb, applied to things that were done quickly,
+or changed easily.
+
+
+"You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges." p. 120.
+
+This was a name of Hercules; and because he was illegitimate, it was
+applied to a place near the Lyceum, where those of half Athenian blood,
+were wont to exercise in gymnastic sports. Themistocles, being partly of
+foreign extraction, induced the young Athenian nobles to go there and
+wrestle with him, that the distinction might be done away.
+
+
+"Festival Anthesteria." 120.
+
+In honour of Dionysus. The best drinker was rewarded with a golden crown
+and a cask of wine; and none but Athenians were allowed to enter the
+theatre.
+
+
+"Which he inscribed Demos." p. 131.
+
+A phrase signifying the People, or the Democracy.
+
+
+"Sing their welcome to Ornithae." p. 134,
+
+This name was applied to a wind that blew in the spring, at the time
+when the birds began to return. It was a Grecian custom for children to
+go about with garlands from door to door, singing a welcome to the
+swallows, and receiving trifling presents in return.
+
+
+"The marble sent by Darius." p. 136.
+
+The Persians were so confident of victory that they brought with them
+marble to erect a trophy on the plains of Marathon. From this marble
+Phidias sculptured a statue of Vengeance, which was called Rhamnusia.
+
+
+"Filled my pillow with fresh laurel leaves." p. 143.
+
+Phoebus was supposed to inspire dreams and prophecy; and the laurel
+which was sacred to him, was supposed to be endowed with similar
+properties.
+
+
+"Like one returned from the cave of Trophonius." p. 147.
+
+In this cave was a celebrated oracle. Those who entered it always
+returned pale and dejected.
+
+
+"Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros." p. 150.
+
+This beautiful fable represents the union of the human soul with
+immortal love. Pysche was warned that separation would be the
+consequence, if she looked on the countenance of her divine lover. She
+gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.
+
+
+"Even the Diasia are no longer observed." p. 154.
+
+Festivals in honour of Zeus, because he delivered men from misfortunes
+and dangers.
+
+
+"When the Muses and the Charities inhabit the same temple." p. 160.
+
+Among the Greeks, the Graces were called the Charities. It was a
+beautiful idea thus to deify the moral, rather than the outward graces;
+and to represent innocent and loving nymphs, forever hand in hand,
+presiding over kind and gentle actions. The Graces were often worshipped
+in the same temple with the Muses.
+
+
+"Olive garlands suspended on the doors." p. 185.
+
+This was a common practice during the festival of Thargelia, in honour
+of Phoebus.
+
+
+"Gently touched the back part of his head with a small wand." p. 202.
+
+That the phenomena of animal magnetism were not entirely unknown to the
+ancients, appears by what Clearchus relates of an experiment tried in
+the presence of Aristotle. He speaks of a man who, by means of "a
+soul-attracting wand," let the soul out of a sleeping lad, and left the
+body insensible. When the soul was again led into the body, it related
+all that had happened to it.
+
+
+"The laws of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved
+husband." p. 206.
+
+No woman was allowed to enter Olympia, during the celebration of the
+games.
+
+
+"Deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo." p. 208.
+
+Those who died very suddenly were supposed to have been struck with the
+arrows of Phoebus, or his sister.
+
+
+"Its best pleasures are like the gardens of Adonis." p. 213.
+
+When the annual procession formed to mourn the death of Adonis, earth
+was placed in shells, and lettuce planted in it, in commemoration of
+Adonis laid out on a bed of lettuces. These shells were called the
+Gardens of Adonis. Their freshness soon withered, on account of the
+shallowness of the earth.
+
+
+"Rather gain one prize from the Choragus than ten from the Gymnasiarch."
+p. 219.
+
+The first presided over musical and literary competition; the last over
+athletic games.
+
+
+"The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift.)" p. 226.
+
+While Persephone was gathering flowers, she was seized by Pluto, and
+carried to the regions of the dead, over which she presided. Hence the
+hair of the deceased was consecrated to her, and her name invoked at
+funerals.
+
+
+"Milza sneezed aloud." p. 227.
+
+This was considered a lucky omen; particularly if the sound came from
+the direction of the right hand.
+
+
+"He will trust to Hermes to help him." p. 239.
+
+Hermes was the god of lies and fraud.
+
+
+"Have I told you all my flames." p. 241.
+
+Part of the 14th ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"Threatened to appeal to the magistrates for another master." p. 250.
+
+The Athenian slave laws were much more mild than modern codes. If a
+servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain
+him.
+
+
+"Build the wall of Hipparchus." p. 251.
+
+A wall built round the Academia by Hipparchus was so expensive that it
+became a proverb applied to all costly undertakings.
+
+
+"One of the slaves whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted." p. 251.
+
+Slaves that were either personally abused, or insulted, took refuge in
+the Temple of Theseus, and could not be compelled to return to those of
+whom they complained.
+
+
+"These brooks are Creuesa's tears." p. 253.
+
+Ion was the son of Phoebus and Creuesa. His mother, to avoid her father's
+displeasure, concealed the birth of the infant, and hid him in the
+grotto, which afterwards bore her name. The child was preserved, and
+brought up in the temple of Phoebus.
+
+
+"She does not speak like one brought up at the gates." p. 254.
+
+The lower classes of tradesmen were generally placed near the gates.
+
+
+"One of the illustrious Pasargadae." p. 280.
+
+These were the noblest families in Persia.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+In some unimportant matters, I have not adhered strictly to dates;
+deeming this an allowable freedom in a work so purely romantic, relating
+to times so ancient.
+
+I am aware that the Christian spirit is sometimes infused into a Grecian
+form; and in nothing is this more conspicuous than the representation of
+love as a pure sentiment rather than a gross passion.
+
+Greek names for the deities were used in preference to the Roman,
+because the latter have become familiarized by common and vulgar use.
+
+If there be errors in the application of Greek names and phrases, my
+excuse must be an entire want of knowledge in the classic languages.
+But, like the ignoramus in the Old Drama, I can boast, "Though I _speak_
+no Greek, I love the _sound_ on't."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+PHILOTHEA:
+
+A Grecian Romance.
+
+BY L. MARIA CHILD.
+
+AUTHOR OF LETTERS FROM NEW YORK, FLOWERS FOR CHILDREN, ETC
+
+
+
+
+  The intelligible forms of ancient poets,
+  The fair humanities of old religion,
+  The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty,
+  That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain.
+  Or forest by slow stream, or pabbly spring,
+  Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished--
+  They live no longer in the faith of Reason!
+  But still, the heart doth need a language--still
+  Doth the old instinct bring back the old names.
+                                      COLERIDGE.
+
+                               A Spirit hung,
+  Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,
+  Statues, and temples, and memorial tombs,
+  And _emanations_ were perceived.
+                                      WORDSWORTH.
+
+
+A NEW AND CORRECTED EDITION.
+
+
+
+
+To
+
+MY BELOVED BROTHER,
+
+Dr. Francis,
+
+OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY,
+
+To whose Early Influence I owe my Love of Literature
+
+THIS VOLUME
+
+IS RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+This volume is purely romance; and most readers will consider it romance
+of the wildest kind. A few kindred spirits, prone to people space "with
+life and mystical predominance," will perceive a light _within_ the
+Grecian Temple.
+
+For such I have written it. To minds of different mould, who may think
+an apology necessary for what they will deem so utterly useless, I have
+nothing better to offer than the simple fact that I found delight in
+doing it.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+  Here let us seek Athenae's towers,
+  The cradle of old Cecrops' race,
+  The world's chief ornament and grace;
+  Here mystic fanes and rites divine,
+  And lamps in sacred splendour shine;
+  Here the gods dwell in marble domes,
+  Feasted with costly hecatombs,
+  That round their votive statues blaze,
+  Whilst crowded temples ring with praise;
+  And pompous sacrifices here
+  Make holidays throughout the year.
+                           ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The moon was moving through the heavens in silent glory; and Athens,
+with all her beautiful variety of villas, altars, statues, and temples,
+rejoiced in the hallowed light.
+
+The white columns of the lofty Parthenon stood in distinct relief
+against the clear blue sky; the crest and spear of Pallas Promachos
+glittered in the refulgent atmosphere, a beacon to the distant mariner;
+the line of brazen tripods, leading from the Theatre of Dionysus, glowed
+like urns of fire; and the waters of the Illyssus glanced right
+joyfully, as they moved onward to the ocean. The earth was like a
+slumbering babe, smiling in its sleep, because it dreams of Heaven.
+
+In the most ancient and quiet part of the city, not far from the gate
+Diocharis, was the modest mansion of Anaxagoras; and at this tranquil
+hour, the grand-daughter of the philosopher, with her beloved companion
+Eudora, stood on the roof, enjoying the radiant landscape, and the balmy
+air.
+
+Philothea's tall figure was a lovely union of majesty and grace. The
+golden hair, which she inherited from a Laconian mother, was tastefully
+arranged on the top of her head, in a braided crown, over the sides of
+which the bright curls fell, like tendrils of grapes from the edge of a
+basket. The mild brilliancy of her large dark eyes formed a beautiful
+contrast to a complexion fair even to transparency. Her expression had
+the innocence of infancy; but it was tinged with something elevated and
+holy, which made it seem like infancy in Heaven.
+
+Eudora had more sparkling eyes, lips more richly coloured, and a form
+more slender and flexile. Her complexion might have seemed dark, had it
+not been relieved by a profusion of glossy black hair, a portion of
+which was fastened with a silver arrow, while the remainder shaded her
+forehead, and fell over her shoulders.
+
+As they stood side by side, with their arms twined around each other,
+they were as lovely a sight as the moon ever shone upon. Totally unlike
+each other, but both excellent in beauty. One might have been a model
+for the seraphs of Christian faith, the other an Olympian deity.
+
+For a few moments, Philothea stood in earnest silence, gazing upon the
+bright planet of evening--then, in a tone of deep enthusiasm, she
+exclaimed:
+
+"It is a night to feel the presence of the gods! Virgin sister of
+Phoebus, how calm thou art in thy glorious beauty! Thou art filling the
+world with music--silent to the ear, but audible to the heart! Phidias
+has embodied the unbreathing harmony in stone, and we worship the fair
+proportions, as an emanation from the gods. The birds feel it--and
+wonder at the tune that makes no noise. The whole earth is lulled by its
+influence. All is motionless; save the Naiades of the stream, moving in
+wreathed dance to the voiceless melody. See how their shining hair
+sparkles on the surface of the waters! Surely there is music in this
+light! Eudora, what is it within us, that listens where there is no
+sound? Is it thus we shall hear in Elysium?"
+
+In a subdued and troubled voice, her companion answered, "Oh, Philothea,
+when you talk thus, my spirit is in fear--and now, too, all is so still
+and bright, that it seems as if the gods themselves were listening to
+our speech."
+
+"The same mysterious influence impresses me with awe," replied the
+contemplative maiden: "In such an hour as this, Plato must have received
+the sublime thought, 'God is truth--and light is his shadow.'"
+
+Eudora drew more closely to her friend, and said, timidly: "Oh,
+Philothea, do not talk of the gods. Such discourse has a strange and
+fearful power, when the radiant daughter of Zeus is looking down upon us
+in all her heavenly majesty. Even the midnight procession of the
+Panathenaea affected me less deeply."
+
+After a few moments of serious silence, she continued: "I saw it last
+night, for the first time since my childhood; for you know I was very
+ill when the festival was last celebrated. It was truly a beautiful and
+majestic scene! The virgins all clothed in white; the heifers decorated
+with garlands; the venerable old men bearing branches of olive; the
+glittering chariots; the noble white horses, obeying the curb with such
+proud impatience; the consecrated image of Pallas carried aloft on its
+bed of flowers; the sacred ship blazing with gems and gold; all moving
+in the light of a thousand torches! Then the music, so loud and
+harmonious! It seemed as if all Athens joined in the mighty sound. I
+distinguished you in the procession; and I almost envied you the
+privilege of embroidering the sacred peplus, and being six long months
+in the service of Pallas Athenae. I have had so much to say since you
+returned, and Phidias has so many guests, that I have found little time
+to ask concerning the magnificent sights you saw within the Acropolis."
+
+"The night would wear away, ere I could describe all I witnessed within
+the walls of the Parthenon alone," rejoined her companion: "There is the
+silver-footed throne, on which Xerxes sat, while he watched the battle
+of Salamis; the scimitar of Mardonius, captured at Plataeae; a beautiful
+ivory Persephone, on a pedestal of pure gold; and a Methymnean lyre,
+said to have belonged to Terpander himself, who you know was the first
+that used seven strings. Victorious wreaths, coins, rings, and goblets
+of shining gold, are there without number; and Persian couches, and
+Egyptian sphynxes, and--",
+
+"What do you find so interesting beyond the walls?" asked Eudora,
+smiling at the earnestness with which her friend gazed in the distance:"
+Do the slaves, bringing water from the Fountain of Callirhoee, look so
+very beautiful in the moonlight?"
+
+"I marvel that you can speak so lightly," replied Philothea: "We have as
+yet heard no tidings concerning the decision in the Court of Cynosarges,
+on which the fate of Philaemon depends; and you know how severely his
+high spirit will suffer, if an unfavourable sentence is awarded. Neither
+of us have alluded to this painful topic. But why have we thus lingered
+on the house-top, if it were not to watch for the group which, if I
+mistake not, are now approaching, on their return from Cynosarges?"
+
+"Then it is for Philaemon's sake, that you have so long been looking
+wistfully toward the Illyssus?" said Eudora, playfully.
+
+"I will not deny that Paralus has had the largest share of my thoughts,"
+replied the simple-hearted maiden; "but for Philaemon, as your betrothed
+lover, and the favourite pupil of my grandfather, I feel an interest
+strong enough to keep me on the watch during a less delightful evening
+than this. I think it must be Paralus who walks in the centre of the
+group; we have been separated many months; and courtesy to the numerous
+strangers under his father's roof has prevented our having much
+discourse to-day. For his sake, I am glad once more to be in my own
+happy home. He is none the less dear to me because I know that he can
+never be my husband."
+
+"And why should he not?" exclaimed Eudora: "The blood of princes flowed
+in the veins of your ancestors. If Anaxagoras is poor, it is because he
+has preferred wisdom to gold."
+
+With a faint sigh, Philothea answered, "Had the good old man preferred
+gold to wisdom, I should have loved him less; nor would his instructions
+have made me such a wife as Paralus deserves; yet Pericles would have
+better liked the union. He has obtained from his son a solemn promise
+never to speak to me of marriage. The precaution was unnecessary; for
+since this new law has passed, I would not marry Paralus, even with his
+father's consent. I would never be the means of bringing degradation and
+losses upon him."
+
+"If you still love Paralus, I wonder you can be so quiet and cheerful,"
+said Eudora.
+
+"I wished him to make the required promise, because obedience to parents
+is our first duty," replied Philothea; "and had I thought otherwise, the
+laws compel it. But the liberty of loving Paralus, no power can take
+from me; and in that I find sufficient happiness. I am bound to him by
+ties stronger than usually bind the hearts of women. My kind grandfather
+has given me an education seldom bestowed on daughters; and from our
+childhood, Paralus and I have shared the same books, the same music, and
+the same thoughts, until our souls seem to be one. When I am very happy,
+I always see a peculiar brightness on his countenance; and when I am
+powerfully impressed by any of the fair sights of this beautiful world,
+or by those radiant deities who live among the stars, often, before I
+can speak my thoughts, he utters my very words. I sometimes think the
+gods have united human beings by some mysterious principle, like the
+according notes of music. Or is it as Plato has supposed, that souls
+originally one have been divided, and each seeks the half it has lost?
+Eudora, if you consider how generally maidens are bestowed in marriage
+without consulting their affections, you must confess that you have
+reason to feel deeply grateful for your own lot."
+
+"Yet this new law against those of foreign parentage, renders marriage
+with me as dishonourable as with you," rejoined the maiden: "Nay, it is
+much more so; for I am a slave, though, by courtesy, they do not call me
+one."
+
+"But Philaemon has no parents to forbid his choice," said Philothea;
+"and if the court decide against him, he will incur no fine by a
+marriage with you; for he himself will then be a sojourner in Athens.
+The loss of his paternal estates will indeed leave him poor; but he has
+friends to assist his own energies, and in all probability, your union
+will not be long delayed. Ah, now I am certain that Anaxagoras
+approaches, with Paralus and Philaemon. They perceive us; but Paralus
+does not wave his hand, as he promised to do, if they brought good
+tidings."
+
+Without appearing to share her anxiety, Eudora carelessly inquired, "Did
+you witness the Festival of Torches, while you were within the
+Acropolis? The swiftness of the runners, moving in the light of their
+own torches, making statues and temples ruddy with the glow as they
+passed, was truly a beautiful sight. I suppose you heard that Alcibiades
+gained the prize? With what graceful celerity he darted through the
+course! I was at Aspasia's house that evening. It is so near the goal,
+that we could plainly see his countenance flushed with excitement and
+exercise, as he stood waving his unextinguished torch in triumph."
+
+"I am sorry Phidias considers improvement in music of sufficient
+consequence to encourage your visits to that dangerous woman," answered
+Philothea: "It was an unpropitious day for Athens when she came here to
+invest vice with all the allurements of beauty and eloquence."
+
+"I think women should judge kindly of Aspasia's faults, and remember
+that they are greatly exaggerated by her enemies," rejoined Eudora; "for
+she proves that they are fit for something better than mere domestic
+slaves. Her house is the only one in all Greece where women are allowed
+to be present at entertainments. What is the use of a beautiful face, if
+one must be shut up in her own apartment for ever? And what avails skill
+in music, if there is no chance to display it? I confess that I like the
+customs Aspasia is trying to introduce."
+
+"And I should like them, if I believed they would make the Grecian women
+something _better_ than mere domestic slaves," said Philothea; "but such
+as Aspasia will never raise women out of the bondage in which they are
+placed by the impurity and selfishness of man. Your own confessions,
+Eudora, do not speak well for her instructions. Why should a
+true-hearted woman wish to display her beautiful face, or her skill in
+music, to any but those on whom her affections are bestowed?"
+
+"It is natural to wish for admiration," replied the handsome maiden:
+"The goddesses themselves contended for it. You, at least, ought not to
+judge Aspasia harshly; for she has the idea that you are some deity in
+disguise; and she has the most extravagant desire to see you."
+
+"Flattery to ourselves does not change the nature of what is wrong,"
+answered Philothea. "Pericles has more than once mentioned Aspasia's
+wish that I should visit her; but nothing short of my grandfather's
+express command will ever induce me to do it. Our friends are now
+entering the gate. Let us go to welcome them."
+
+Eudora hastily excused herself under the plea of duties at home; and
+Philothea, supposing it might be painful to meet her unfortunate lover
+in the presence of others, forebore to urge it.
+
+A paternal blessing beamed from the countenance of Anaxagoras, the
+moment Philothea appeared. Paralus greeted her as a brother welcomes a
+cherished sister; but in the earnest kindness of his glance was
+expressed something more deep and heart-stirring than his words implied.
+
+Philaemon, though more thoughtful than usual, received his own and
+Eudora's friend, with cheerful cordiality. His countenance had the frank
+and smiling expression of one who truly wishes well to all men, and
+therefore sees everything reflected in forms of joy. His figure was
+athletic, while his step and bearing indicated the promptitude and
+decision of a man who acts spontaneously from his own convictions.
+
+Paralus, far from being effeminate, was distinguished for his dexterity
+and skill in all the manly sports of the gymnasium; but the purity of
+his complexion, and the peculiarly spiritual expression of his face,
+would have been deemed beautiful, even in a woman. The first he probably
+derived from his mode of life; for, being a strict Pythagorean, he never
+partook of animal food. The last was the transparent medium of
+innocence, through which thoughts and affections continually showed
+their changing forms of life.
+
+In answer to her eager questions, Philothea soon learned that her fears
+had prophesied aright concerning the decision of the court. Philaemon
+had been unsuccessful; but the buoyant energy of his character did not
+yield even to temporary despondency. He spoke of his enemies without
+bitterness, and of his own prospects with confidence and hope.
+
+Philothea would have immediately gone to convey the tidings to her
+friend, had not Philaemon early taken his leave, and passed through the
+garden into the house of Phidias.
+
+Paralus remained until a late hour, alternately talking with the
+venerable philosopher, and playing upon his flute, while Philothea sung
+the songs they had learned together.
+
+In the course of conversation, Anaxagoras informed his child that
+Pericles particularly urged her attendance at Aspasia's next symposium.
+"I obey my grandfather, without a question," she replied; "but I would
+much rather avoid this visit, if it were possible."
+
+"Such is likewise my wish," rejoined the philosopher; "but Pericles has
+plainly implied that he should be offended by refusal; it is therefore
+necessary to comply with his request."
+
+The maiden looked doubtingly at her lover, as if she deemed his
+sanction necessary; and the inquiring glance was answered by an
+affectionate smile. "I need not repeat my thoughts and feelings with
+regard to Aspasia," said Paralus, "for you know them well; but for many
+reasons it is not desirable that an estrangement should take place
+between my father and Anaxagoras. Since, therefore, it has pleased
+Pericles to insist upon it, I think the visit had better be made. You
+need not fear any very alarming innovation upon the purity of ancient
+manners. Even Aspasia will reverence you,"
+
+Philothea meekly yielded to the opinion of her friends; and it was
+decided that, on the evening after the morrow, she should accompany her
+grandfather to Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+Before proceeding farther, it is necessary to relate the situation of
+the several characters introduced in this chapter.
+
+Anaxagoras had been the tutor of Pericles, and still retained
+considerable influence over him; but there were times when the
+straightforward sincerity, and uncompromising integrity of the old man
+were somewhat offensive and troublesome to his ambitious pupil. For the
+great Athenian statesman, like modern politicians, deemed honesty
+excellent in theory, and policy safe in practice. Thus admitting the
+absurd proposition that principles entirely false and corrupt in the
+abstract are more salutary, in their practical manifestation, than
+principles essentially good and true.
+
+While Pericles was determined to profit by diseases of the state, the
+philosopher was anxious to cure them; therefore, independently of
+personal affection and gratitude, he was willing to make slight
+concessions, in order to retain some influence over his illustrious
+pupil.
+
+The celebrated Aspasia was an elegant and voluptuous Ionian, who
+succeeded admirably in pleasing the good taste of the Athenians, while
+she ministered to their vanity and their vices. The wise and good
+lamented the universal depravity of manners, sanctioned by her
+influence; but a people so gay, so ardent, so intensely enamoured of the
+beautiful, readily acknowledged the sway of an eloquent and fascinating
+woman, who carefully preserved the appearance of decorum. Like the
+Gabrielles and Pompadours of modern times, Aspasia obtained present
+admiration and future fame, while hundreds of better women were
+neglected and forgotten. The crowds of wealthy and distinguished men who
+gathered around her, were profuse in their flattery, and munificent in
+their gifts; and Pericles so far yielded to her influence, that he
+divorced his wife and married her.
+
+Philaemon was at that time on terms of intimacy with the illustrious
+orator; and he earnestly remonstrated against this union, as alike
+disgraceful to Pericles and injurious to public morals. By this advice
+he incurred the inveterate dislike of Aspasia; who never rested from her
+efforts until she had persuaded her husband to procure the revival of an
+ancient law, by which all citizens who married foreigners, were
+subjected to a heavy fine; and all persons, whose parents were not both
+Athenians, were declared incapable of voting in the public assemblies,
+or of inheriting the estates of their fathers. Pericles the more
+readily consented to this, because such a law at once deprived many
+political enemies of power. Philaemon was the son of Chaerilaues, a
+wealthy Athenian; but his mother had been born in Corinth, though
+brought to Athens during childhood. It was supposed that this latter
+circumstance, added to the patriotism of his family and his own moral
+excellence, would prevent the application of the law in his individual
+case. But Alcibiades, for reasons unknown to the public, united his
+influence with that of Aspasia; and their partizans were active and
+powerful. When the case was tried in the court of illegitimacy at
+Cynosarges, Philaemon was declared a sojourner in Athens, incapable of
+holding any office, and dispossessed of his paternal inheritance.
+
+Eudora was a mere infant when Phidias bought her of a poor goatherd in
+Phelle. The child was sitting upon a rock, caressing a kid, when the
+sculptor first saw her, and the gracefulness of her attitude attracted
+his attention, while her innocent beauty touched his heart. She and her
+nurse had been stolen from the Ionian coast, by Greek pirates. The nurse
+was sold into slavery, and the babe delivered by one of the pirates to
+the care of his mother. The little creature, in her lisping way, called
+herself baby Minta; and this appellation she retained, until Phidias
+gave her the name of Eudora.
+
+Philothea, the orphan daughter of Alcimenes, son of Anaxagoras, was a
+year or two older than Eudora. She was brought to Athens, at about the
+same period; and as they resided very near each other, the habitual
+intercourse of childhood naturally ripened into mature friendship. No
+interruption of this constant intimacy occurred, until Philothea was
+appointed one of the Canephorae, whose duty it was to embroider the
+sacred peplus, and to carry baskets in the grand procession of the
+Panathenaea. Six months of complete seclusion within the walls of the
+Acropolis, were required of the Canephorae. During this protracted
+absence, Aspasia persuaded Phidias to bring Eudora frequently to her
+house; and her influence insensibly produced a great change in that
+young person, whose character was even more flexile than her form.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+  "With grace divine her soul is blest,
+  And heavenly Pallas breathes within her breast;
+  In wonderous arts than woman more renowned,
+  And more than woman with deep wisdom crowned.
+                                     HOMER.
+
+
+It was the last market hour of Athens, when Anaxagoras, Philothea, and
+Eudora, accompanied by Geta, the favourite slave of Phidias, stepped
+forth into the street, on their way to Aspasia's residence.
+
+Loud shouts of laughter came from the agoras, and the whole air was
+filled with the hum of a busy multitude. Groups of citizens lingered
+about the porticos; Egyptians, Medians, Sicilians, and strangers from
+all the neighbouring States of Greece, thronged the broad avenue of the
+Piraeus; women, carrying upon their heads olive jars, baskets of grapes,
+and vases of water, glided among the crowd, with that majestic motion so
+peculiar to the peasantry in countries where this custom prevails.
+
+Philothea drew the folds of her veil more closely, and clung timidly to
+her venerable protector. But neither this, nor increasing twilight,
+could screen the graceful maidens from observation. Athenians looked
+back as they passed, and foreigners paused to inquire their name and
+parentage.
+
+In a few moments they were under the walls of the Acropolis, walking in
+the shadow of the olive groves, among god-like statues, to which the
+gathering obscurity of evening gave an impressive distinctness--as if
+the light departing from the world, stood petrified in marble.
+
+Thence they entered the inner Ceramicus, where Aspasia resided. The
+building, like all the private houses of Athens, had a plain exterior,
+strongly contrasted by the magnificence of surrounding temples, and
+porticos. At the gate, an image of Hermes looked toward the harbour,
+while Phoebus, leaning on his lyre, appeared to gaze earnestly at the
+dwelling.
+
+A slave, stationed near the door, lighted the way to the apartment where
+Aspasia was reclining, with a Doric harp by her side, on which she had
+just been playing. The first emotion she excited was surprise at the
+radiant and lucid expression, which mantled her whole face, and made the
+very blood seem eloquent. In her large dark eye the proud consciousness
+of intellect was softened only by melting voluptuousness; but something
+of sadness about her beautiful mouth gave indication that the heavenly
+part of her nature still struggled with earth-born passions.
+
+A garland of golden leaves, with large drops of pearl, was interwoven
+among the glossy braids of her hair, and rested on her forehead.
+
+She wore a robe of rich Milesian purple, the folds of which were
+confined on one shoulder within a broad ring of gold, curiously wrought;
+on the other they were fastened by a beautiful cameo, representing the
+head of Pericles. The crimson couch gave a soft flush to the cheek and
+snowy arm that rested on it; and, for a moment, even Philothea yielded
+to the enchantment of her beauty.
+
+Full of smiles, Aspasia rose and greeted Eudora, with the ease and
+gracefulness of one long accustomed to homage; but when the venerable
+philosopher introduced his child, she felt the simple purity emanating
+from their characters, and something of embarrassment mingled with her
+respectful salutation.
+
+Her own face was uncovered, contrary to the custom of Grecian women; and
+after a few of those casual remarks which everywhere serve to fill up
+the pauses in conversation, she playfully seized Eudora's veil, and
+threw it back over her shoulders. She would have done the same to
+Philothea; but the maiden placed her hand on the half transparent
+covering, and said, "With your leave, lady, I remain veiled."
+
+"But I cannot give my leave," rejoined Aspasia, playfully, still keeping
+her hold upon the veil: "I must see this tyrannical custom done away in
+the free commonwealth of Athens. All the matrons who visit my house
+agree with me in this point; all are willing to renounce the absurd
+fashion."
+
+"But in a maiden it would be less seemly," answered Philothea.
+
+Thus resisted, Aspasia appealed to Anaxagoras to exert his authority;
+adding, in an audible whisper, "Phidias has told me that she is as
+lovely as the immortals."
+
+With a quiet smile, the aged philosopher replied, "My child must be
+guided by her own heart. The gods have there placed an oracle, which
+never misleads or perplexes those who listen to it."
+
+Aspasia continued, "From what I had heard of you, Philothea, I expected
+to find you above the narrow prejudices of Grecian women. In _you_ I was
+sure of a mind strong enough to break the fetters of habit. Tell me, my
+bashful maiden, why is beauty given us, unless it be like sunlight to
+bless and gladden the world?"
+
+"Lady," replied the gentle recluse, "beauty is given to remind us that
+the soul should be kept as fair and perfect in its proportions, as the
+temple in which it dwells."
+
+"You are above ordinary women," said Aspasia; "for you hear me allude to
+your beauty without affecting to contradict me, and apparently without
+pleasure."
+
+The sound of voices in earnest conversation announced the approach of
+Pericles with visiters. "Come to my room for a few moments," said
+Aspasia, addressing the maidens: "I have just received a magnificent
+present, which I am sure Eudora will admire. As she spoke, she led the
+way to an upper apartment. When they opened the door, a soft light shone
+upon them from a lamp, which a marble Psyche shaded with her hand, as
+she bent over the couch of Eros.
+
+"Now that we are quite sure of being uninterrupted, you cannot refuse to
+raise your veil," said Aspasia.
+
+Simply and naturally, the maiden did as she was desired; without any
+emotion of displeasure or exultation at the eager curiosity of her
+hostess.
+
+For an instant, Aspasia stood rebuked and silent, in the presence of
+that serene and holy beauty.
+
+With deep feeling she exclaimed, "Maiden, Phidias spoke truly. Even
+thus do we imagine the immortals!"
+
+A faint blush gleamed on Philothea's face; for her meek spirit was
+pained by a comparison with things divine; but it passed rapidly; and
+her whole soul became absorbed in the lovely statues before her.
+
+Eudora's speaking glance seemed to say, "I knew her beauty would
+surprise you!" and then, with the eager gayety of a little child, she
+began to examine the gorgeous decorations of the room.
+
+The couch rested on two sphinxes of gold and ivory, over which the
+purple drapery fell in rich and massive folds. In one corner, a pedestal
+of Egyptian marble supported an alabaster vase, on the edge of which
+were two doves, exquisitely carved, one just raising his head, the other
+stooping to drink. On a similar stand, at the other side, stood a
+peacock, glittering with many coloured gems. The head lowered upon the
+breast formed the handle; while here and there, among the brilliant tail
+feathers, appeared a languid flame slowly burning away the perfumed oil,
+with which the bird was filled.
+
+Eudora clapped her hands, with an exclamation of delight. "That is the
+present of which I spoke," said Aspasia, smiling: "It was sent by
+Artaphernes, the Persian, who has lately come to Athens to buy pictures
+and statues for the great king."
+
+As Philothea turned towards her companion, she met Aspasia's earnest
+gaze. "Had you forgotten where you were?" she asked.
+
+"No, lady, I could not forget that," replied the maiden. As she spoke,
+she hastily withdrew her eyes from an immodest picture, on which they
+had accidentally rested; and, blushing deeply, she added, "But there is
+something so life-like in that slumbering marble, that for a moment I
+almost feared Eudora would waken it."
+
+"You will not look upon the picture," rejoined Aspasia; "yet it relates
+a story of one of the gods you reverence so highly. I am told you are a
+devout believer in these fables?"
+
+"When fiction is the robe of truth, I worship it for what it covers,"
+replied Philothea; "but I love not the degrading fables which poets have
+made concerning divine beings. Such were not the gods of Solon; for such
+the wise and good can never be, in this world or another."
+
+"Then you believe in a future existence?" said Aspasia, with an
+incredulous smile.
+
+With quiet earnestness, Philothea answered:--"Lady, the simple fact that
+the human soul has ever _thought_ of another world, is sufficient proof
+that there is one; for how can an idea be formed by mortals, unless it
+has first existed in the divine mind?"
+
+"A reader of Plato, I perceive!" exclaimed Aspasia: "They told me I
+should find you pure and child-like; with a soul from which poetry
+sparkled, like moonlight on the waters. I did not know that wisdom and
+philosophy lay concealed in its depths."
+
+"Is there any other wisdom, than true simplicity and innocence?" asked
+the maiden.
+
+With a look of delighted interest, Aspasia took her arm familiarly;
+saying, "You and I must be friends. I shall not grow weary of you, as I
+do of other women. Not of you, dearest," she added in an under tone,
+tapping Eudora's cheek. "You must come here constantly, Philothea.
+Though I am aware," continued she, smiling, "that it is bad policy for
+me to seek a guest who will be sure to eclipse me."
+
+"Pardon me, lady," said Philothea, gently disengaging herself:
+"Friendship cannot be without sympathy."
+
+A sudden flush of anger suffused Aspasia's countenance; and Eudora
+looked imploringly at her friend, as she said, "You love _me_,
+Philothea; and I am sure we are very different."
+
+"I crave pardon," interrupted Aspasia, with haughty impatience. "I
+should have remembered that the conversation prized by Pericles and
+Plato, might appear contemptible, to this youthful Pallas, who so
+proudly seeks to conceal her precious wisdom from ears profane."
+
+"Lady, you mistake me," answered Philothea, mildly: "Your intellect,
+your knowledge, are as far above mine, as the radiant stars are above
+the flowers of the field. Besides, I never felt contempt for anything to
+which the gods had given life. It is impossible for me to despise you;
+but I pity you."
+
+"Pity!" exclaimed Aspasia, in a piercing tone, which made both the
+maidens start. "Am I not the wife of Pericles, and the friend of Plato?
+Has not Phidias modelled his Aphrodite from my form? Is there in all
+Greece a poet who has not sung my praises? Is there an artist who has
+not paid me tribute? Phoenicia sends me her most splendid manufactures
+and her choicest slaves; Egypt brings her finest linen and her metals of
+curious workmanship; while Persia unrolls her silks, and pours out her
+gems at my feet. To the remotest period of time, the world,--aye, the
+_world_,--maiden, will hear of Aspasia, the beautiful and the gifted!"
+
+For a moment, Philothea looked on her, silently and meekly, as she stood
+with folded arms, flushed brow, and proudly arched neck. Then, in a
+soft, sad voice, she answered: "Aye, lady--but will your spirit _hear_
+the echo of your fame, as it rolls back from the now silent shores of
+distant ages?"
+
+"You utter nonsense!" said Aspasia, abruptly: "There is no immortality
+but fame. In history, the star of my existence will never set--but shine
+brilliantly and forever in the midst of its most glorious
+constellation!"
+
+After a brief pause, Philothea resumed: "But when men talk of Aspasia
+the beautiful and the gifted, will they add, Aspasia the good--the
+happy--the innocent?"
+
+The last word was spoken in a low, emphatic tone. A slight quivering
+about Aspasia's lips betrayed emotion crowded back upon the heart; while
+Eudora bowed her head, in silent confusion, at the bold admonition of
+her friend.
+
+With impressive kindness, the maiden continued: "Daughter of Axiochus,
+do you never suspect that the homage you receive is half made up of
+selfishness and impurity? This boasted power of intellect--this giddy
+triumph of beauty--what do they do for you? Do they make you happy in
+the communion of your own heart? Do they bring you nearer to the gods?
+Do they make the memory of your childhood a gladness, or a sorrow?"
+
+Aspasia sank on the couch, and bowed her head upon her hands. For a few
+moments, the tears might be seen stealing through her fingers; while
+Eudora, with the ready sympathy of a warm heart, sobbed aloud.
+
+Aspasia soon recovered her composure. "Philothea," she said, "you have
+spoken to me as no one ever dared to speak; but my own heart has
+sometimes uttered the truth less mildly. Yesterday I learned the same
+lesson from a harsher voice. A Corinthian sailor pointed at this house,
+and said, 'There dwells Aspasia, the courtezan, who makes her wealth by
+the corruption of Athens!' My very blood boiled in my veins, that such
+an one as he could give me pain. It is true the illustrious Pericles has
+made me his wife; but there are things which even his power, and my own
+allurements, fail to procure. Ambitious women do indeed come here to
+learn how to be distinguished; and the vain come to study the fashion of
+my garments, and the newest braid of my hair. But the purest and best
+matrons of Greece refuse to be my guests. You, Philothea, came
+reluctantly--and because Pericles would have it so. Yes," she added, the
+tears again starting to her eyes--"I know the price at which I purchase
+celebrity. Poets will sing of me at feasts, and orators describe me at
+the games; but what will that be to me, when I have gone into the silent
+tomb? Like the lifeless guest at Egyptian tables, Aspasia will be all
+unconscious of the garlands she wears.
+
+"Philothea, you think me vain, and heartless, and wicked; and so I am.
+But there are moments when I am willing that this tongue, so praised for
+its eloquence, should be dumb forever--that this beauty, which men
+worship, should be hidden in the deepest recesses of barbarian
+forests--so that I might again be as I was, when the sky was clothed in
+perpetual glory, and the earth wore not so sad a smile as now. Oh,
+Philothea! would to the gods, I had your purity and goodness! But you
+despise me;--for you are innocent."
+
+Soothingly, and almost tearfully, the maiden replied: "No, lady; such
+were not the feelings which made me say we could not be friends. It is
+because we have chosen different paths; and paths that never approach
+each other. What to you seem idle dreams, are to me sublime realities,
+for which I would gladly exchange all that you prize in existence. You
+live for immortality in this world; I live for immortality in another.
+The public voice is your oracle; I listen to the whisperings of the gods
+in the stillness of my own heart; and never yet, dear lady, have those
+two oracles spoken the same language."
+
+Then falling on her knees, and looking up earnestly, she exclaimed,
+"Beautiful and gifted one! Listen to the voice that tries to win you
+back to innocence and truth! Give your heart up to it, as a little child
+led by its mother's hand! Then shall the flowers again breathe poetry,
+and the stars move in music."
+
+"It is too late," murmured Aspasia: "The flowers are scorched--the stars
+are clouded. I cannot again be as I have been."
+
+"Lady, it is _never_ too late," replied Philothea: "You have unbounded
+influence--use it nobly! No longer seek popularity by flattering the
+vanity, or ministering to the passions of the Athenians. Let young men
+hear the praise of virtue from the lips of beauty. Let them see religion
+married to immortal genius. Tell them it is ignoble to barter the
+heart's wealth for heaps of coin--that love weaves a simple wreath of
+his own bright hopes, stronger than massive chains of gold. Urge
+Pericles to prize the good of Athens more than the applause of its
+populace--to value the permanence of her free institutions more than the
+splendour of her edifices. Oh, lady, never, never, had any mortal such
+power to do good!"
+
+Aspasia sat gazing intently on the beautiful speaker, whose tones grew
+more and more earnest as she proceeded.
+
+"Philothea," she replied, "you have moved me strangely. There is about
+you an influence that cannot be resisted. It is like what Pindar says of
+music; if it does not give delight, it is sure to agitate and oppress
+the heart. From the first moment you spoke, I have felt this mysterious
+power. It is as if some superior being led me back, even against my
+will, to the days of my childhood, when I gathered acorns from the
+ancient oak that shadows the fountain of Byblis, or ran about on the
+banks of my own beloved Meander, filling my robe with flowers."
+
+There was silence for a moment. Eudora smiled through her tears, as she
+whispered, "Now, Philothea, sing that sweet song Anaxagoras taught you.
+He too is of Ionia; and Aspasia will love to hear it."
+
+The maiden answered with a gentle smile, and began to warble the first
+notes of a simple bird-like song.
+
+"Hush!" said Aspasia, putting her hand on Philothea's mouth, and
+bursting into tears--"It was the first tune I ever learned; and I have
+not heard it since my mother sung it to me."
+
+"Then let me sing it, lady," rejoined Philothea: "It is good for us to
+keep near our childhood. In leaving it, we wander from the gods."
+
+A slight tap at the door made Aspasia start up suddenly; and stooping
+over the alabaster vase of water, she hastened to remove all traces of
+her tears.
+
+As Eudora opened the door, a Byzantian slave bowed low, and waited
+permission to speak.
+
+"Your message?" said Aspasia, with queenly brevity.
+
+"If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your
+presence."
+
+"We come directly," she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian
+closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory
+Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a
+curl that had strayed from its golden fillet.
+
+As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own
+fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, "Aspasia is herself
+again!"
+
+Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep
+sigh followed to the room below.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+  All is prepared--the table and the feast--
+  With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions.
+  Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound:
+  Here rich perfumes are seen--there cakes and cates
+  Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes
+  Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn.
+  What more? A troop of dancing women fair,
+  And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius.
+                                  ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The room in which the guests were assembled, was furnished with less of
+Asiatic splendour than the private apartment of Aspasia; but in its
+magnificent simplicity there was a more perfect manifestation of ideal
+beauty. It was divided in the middle by eight Ionic columns, alternately
+of Phrygian and Pentelic marble. Between the central pillars stood a
+superb statue from the hand of Phidias, representing Aphrodite guided by
+Love, and crowned by Peitho, goddess of Persuasion. Around the walls
+were Phoebus and Hermes in Parian marble, and the nine Muses in ivory. A
+fountain of perfumed water, from the adjoining room, diffused coolness
+and fragrance, as it passed through a number of concealed pipes, and
+finally flowed into a magnificent vase, supported by a troop of Naiades.
+
+In a recess stood the famous lion of Myron, surrounded by infant Loves,
+playing with his paws, climbing his back, and decorating his neck with
+garlands. This beautiful group seemed actually to live and move in the
+clear light and deep shadows derived from a silver lamp suspended above.
+
+The walls were enriched with some of the choicest paintings of
+Apollodorus, Zeuxis, and Polygnotus. Near a fine likeness of Pericles,
+by Aristolaus, was Aspasia, represented as Chloris scattering flowers
+over the earth, and attended by winged Hours.
+
+It chanced that Pericles himself reclined beneath his portrait, and
+though political anxiety had taken from his countenance something of the
+cheerful freshness which characterized the picture, he still retained
+the same elevated beauty--the same deep, quiet expression of
+intellectual power. At a short distance, with his arm resting on the
+couch, stood his nephew Alcibiades, deservedly called the handsomest man
+in Athens. He was laughing with Hermippus, the comic writer, whose
+shrewd, sarcastic and mischievous face was expressive of his calling.
+Phidias slowly paced the room, talking of the current news with the
+Persian Artaphernes. Anaxagoras reclined near the statue of Aphrodite,
+listening and occasionally speaking to Plato, who leaned against one of
+the marble pillars, in earnest conversation with a learned Ethiopian.
+
+The gorgeous apparel of the Asiatic and African guests, contrasted
+strongly with the graceful simplicity of Grecian costume. A
+saffron-coloured mantle and a richly embroidered Median vest glittered
+on the person of the venerable Artaphernes. Tithonus, the Ethiopian,
+wore a skirt of ample folds, which scarcely fell below the knee. It was
+of the glorious Tyrian hue, resembling a crimson light shining through
+transparent purple. The edge of the garment was curiously wrought with
+golden palm leaves. It terminated at the waist in a large roll, twined
+with massive chains of gold, and fastened by a clasp of the far-famed
+Ethiopian topaz. The upper part of his person was uncovered and
+unornamented, save by broad bracelets of gold, which formed a
+magnificent contrast with the sable colour of his vigorous and
+finely-proportioned limbs.
+
+As the ladies entered, the various groups came forward to meet them; and
+all were welcomed by Aspasia with earnest cordiality and graceful
+self-possession. While the brief salutations were passing, Hipparete,
+the wife of Alcibiades came from an inner apartment, where she had been
+waiting for her hostess. She was a fair, amiable young matron, evidently
+conscious of her high rank. The short blue tunic, which she wore over a
+lemon-coloured robe, was embroidered with golden grasshoppers; and on
+her forehead sparkled a jewelled insect of the same species. It was the
+emblem of unmixed Athenian blood; and Hipparete alone, of all the ladies
+present, had a right to wear it. Her manners were an elaborate copy of
+Aspasia; but deprived of the powerful charm of unconsciousness, which
+flowed like a principle of life into every motion of that beautiful
+enchantress.
+
+The momentary silence, so apt to follow introductions, was interrupted
+by an Ethiopian boy, who, at a signal from Tithonus, emerged from behind
+the columns, and kneeling, presented to Aspasia a beautiful box of
+ivory, inlaid with gold, filled with the choicest perfumes. The lady
+acknowledged the costly offering by a gracious smile, and a low bend of
+the head toward the giver.
+
+The ivory was wrought with exquisite skill, representing the imaginary
+forms of the constellations, studded with golden stars. The whole rested
+on a golden image of Atlas, bending beneath the weight. The box was
+passed from hand to hand, and excited universal admiration.
+
+"Were these figures carved by an artist of your own country?" asked
+Phidias.
+
+With a smile, Tithonus replied, "You ask the question because you see a
+Grecian spirit in those forms. They were indeed fashioned by an
+Ethiopian; but one who had long resided in Athens."
+
+"There is truly a freedom and variety in these figures, which I have
+rarely seen even in Greece," rejoined Phidias; "and I have never met
+with those characteristics in Ethiopian or Egyptian workmanship."
+
+"They belong not to the genius of those countries," answered Tithonus:
+"Philosophy and the arts are but a manifestation of the intelligible
+ideas that move the public mind; and thus they become visible images of
+the nations whence they emanate. The philosophy of the East is misty and
+vast--with a gleam of truth here and there, resting like sunlight on the
+edge of a dark and mighty cloud. Hence, our architecture and statuary is
+massive and of immense proportions. Greece is free--therefore she has a
+philosopher, who sees that every idea must have a form, and in every
+form discovers its appropriate life. And because philosophy has
+perceived that the principle of vitality and beauty flows from the
+divine mind into each and every earthly thing, therefore Greece has a
+sculptor, who can mould his thoughts into marble forms, from which the
+free grandeur of the soul emanates like a perpetual presence." As he
+spoke, he bowed low to Plato and Phidias.
+
+"The gigantic statues of Sicily have fair proportions," said Plato; "and
+they have life; but it is life in deep repose. There is the vastness of
+eternity, without the activity of time."
+
+"The most ancient statuary of all nations is an image of death; not of
+sleeping energy," observed Aspasia. "The arms adhere rigidly to the
+sides, the feet form one block; and even in the face, the divine ideal
+seems struggling hard to enter the reluctant form. But thanks to
+Pygmalion of Cyprus, we now have the visible impress of every passion
+carved in stone. The spirit of beauty now flows freely into the
+harmonious proportions, even as the oracle is filled by the inspiration
+of the god. Now the foot bounds from the pedestal, the finger points to
+the stars, and life breathes from every limb. But in good time the
+Lybian pipe warns us that the feast is ready. We must not soar too far
+above the earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her
+fruit-trees and vines."
+
+"Yet it is ever thus, when Plato is with us," exclaimed Pericles. "He
+walks with his head among the stars--and, by a magic influence, we rise
+to his elevation, until we perceive the shadows of majestic worlds,
+known in their reality only to the gods. As the approach of Phoebus
+fills the priestess with prophecy, so does this son of Phoebus impart
+something of his own eloquence to all who come within its power."
+
+"You speak truly, O Pericles," replied Tithonus; "but it is a truth felt
+only by those who are in some measure worthy to receive it. Aspasia
+said wisely, that the spirit of beauty flows in, only where the
+proportions are harmonious. The gods are ever with us, but few feel the
+presence of the gods."
+
+Philothea, speaking in a low tone to Eudora, added, "And Plato rejoices
+in their glorious presence, not only because he walks with his head
+among the stars, but because he carries in his heart a blessing for
+every little child."
+
+These words, though spoken almost in a whisper, reached the ear of the
+philosopher himself; and he turned toward the lovely speaker with a
+beaming glance, which distinctly told that his choicest blessings were
+bestowed upon spirits pure and gentle as her own.
+
+Thus conversing, the guests passed between the marble columns, and
+entered that part of the room where the banquet was prepared. Aspasia
+filled a golden basket with Athenian olives, Phoenician dates, and
+almonds of Naxos, and whispering a brief invocation, placed it on a
+small altar, before an ivory image of Demeter, which stood in the midst
+of the table. Seats covered with crimson cloth were arranged at the end
+of the couches, for the accommodation of women; but the men reclined in
+Asiatic fashion, while beautiful damsels sprinkled perfumes on their
+heads, and offered water for their hands in vases of silver.
+
+In choosing one to preside over the festivities of the evening, the lot
+fell upon Tithonus; but he gracefully declined the office, saying it
+properly belonged to an Athenian.
+
+"Then I must insist that you appoint your successor," said Aspasia.
+
+"Your command partakes little of the democracy of Athenian
+institutions," answered he, smiling; "but I obey it cheerfully; and
+will, as most fitting, crown the wisest." He arose, as he spoke, and
+reverently placed the chaplet on the head of Plato.
+
+"I will transfer it to the most beautiful," rejoined the philosopher;
+and he attempted to place the garland on the brow of Alcibiades. But the
+young man prevented him, and exclaimed, "Nay--according to your own
+doctrines, O admirable Plato, wisdom should wear the crown; since beauty
+is but its outward form."
+
+Thus urged, Plato accepted the honours of the banquet; and taking a
+handful of garlands from the golden urn on which they were suspended, he
+proceeded to crown the guests. He first placed upon Aspasia's head a
+wreath of bright and variegated flowers, among which the rose and the
+myrtle were most conspicuous. Upon Hipparete he bestowed a coronal of
+violets, regarded by the proud Athenians as their own peculiar flower.
+Philothea received a crown of pure white lilies.
+
+Aspasia, observing this, exclaimed, "Tell me, O Plato, how you knew that
+wreath, above all the others, was woven for the grand-daughter of
+Anaxagoras?"
+
+"When I hear a note of music, can I not at once strike its chord?"
+answered the philosopher: "Even as surely is there an everlasting
+harmony between the soul of man and the visible forms of creation. If
+there were no innocent hearts, there would be no white lilies."
+
+A shadow passed over Aspasia's expressive countenance; for she was aware
+that her own brilliant wreath contained not one purely white blossom.
+But her features had been well-trained to conceal her sentiments; and
+her usual vivacity instantly returned.
+
+The remainder of the garlands were bestowed so rapidly, that there
+seemed scarcely time for deliberate choice; yet Pericles wore the oak
+leaves sacred to Zeus; and the laurel and olive of Phoebus rested on the
+brow of Phidias.
+
+A half mischievous smile played round Aspasia's lips, when she saw the
+wreath of ivy and grape leaves placed on the head of Alcibiades. "Son of
+Aristo," she exclaimed, "the Phoenician Magii have given you good skill
+in divination. You have bestowed every garland appropriately."
+
+"It needed little magic," replied Plato, "to know that the oaken leaves
+belonged to one whose eloquence is so often called Olympian; or that the
+laurel was due to him who fashioned Pallas Parthenia; and Alcibiades
+would no doubt contend boldly with any man who professed to worship the
+god of vineyards with more zeal than himself."
+
+The gay Athenian answered this challenge by singing part of an
+Anacreontic ode, often repeated during the festivities of the Dionysia:
+
+  "To-day I'll haste to quaff my wine,
+  As if to-morrow ne'er should shine;
+  But if to-morrow comes, why then--
+  I'll haste to quaff my wine again.
+
+  For death may come with brow unpleasant--
+  May come when least we wish him present,
+  And beckon to the sable shore,
+  And grimly bid us--drink no more!"
+
+This profane song was sung in a voice so clear and melodious, that
+Tithonus exclaimed, "You err, O Plato, in saying the tuneful soul of
+Marsyas has passed into the nightingale; for surely it remains with this
+young Athenian. Son of Clinias, you must be well skilled in playing upon
+the flute the divine airs of Mysian Olympus?"
+
+"Not I, so help me Dionysus!" lisped Alcibiades. "My music master will
+tell you that I ever went to my pipes reluctantly. I make ten sacrifices
+to equestrian Poseidon, where I offer one gift to the Parnassian
+chorus."
+
+"Stranger, thou hast not yet learned the fashions of Athens," said
+Anaxagoras, gravely. "Our young equestrians now busy themselves with
+carved chariots, and Persian mantles of the newest mode. They vie with
+each other in costly wines; train doves to shower luxuriant perfumes
+from their wings; and upon the issue of a contest between fighting
+quails, they stake sums large enough to endow a princess. To play upon
+the silver-voiced flute is Theban-like and vulgar. They leave that to
+their slaves."
+
+"And why not leave laughter to the slaves?" asked Hermippus; "since
+anything more than a graceful smile distorts the beauty of the features?
+I suppose bright eyes would weep in Athens, should the cheeks of
+Alcibiades be seen puffed out with vulgar wind-instruments."
+
+"And can you expect the youth of Athens to be wiser than their gods?"
+rejoined Aspasia. "Pallas threw away her favourite flute, because Hera
+and Aphrodite laughed at her distorted countenance while she played upon
+it. It was but a womanly trick in the virgin daughter of Zeus."
+
+Tithonus looked at the speaker with a slight expression of surprise;
+which Hermippus perceiving, he thus addressed him, in a cool, ironical
+tone: "O Ethiopian stranger, it is evident you know little of Athens; or
+you would have perceived that a belief in the gods is more vulgar than
+flute-playing. Such trash is deemed fit for the imbecility of the aged,
+and the ignorance of the populace. With equestrians and philosophers, it
+is out of date. You must seek for it among those who sell fish at the
+gates; or with the sailors at Piraeus and Phalerum."
+
+"I have visited the Temple of Poseidon, in the Piraeus," observed
+Aspasia; "and I saw there a multitude of offerings from those who had
+escaped shipwreck." She paused slightly, and added, with a significant
+smile, "But I perceived no paintings of those who had been wrecked,
+notwithstanding their supplications to the god."
+
+As she spoke, she observed that Pericles withdrew a rose from the
+garland wherewith his cup was crowned; and though the action was so
+slight as to pass unobserved by others, she instantly understood the
+caution he intended to convey by that emblem sacred to the god of
+silence.
+
+At a signal from Plato, slaves filled the goblets with wine, and he rose
+to propose the usual libation to the gods. Every Grecian guest joined in
+the ceremony, singing in a recitative tone:
+
+  Dionysus, this to thee,
+  God of warm festivity!
+  Giver of the fruitful vine,
+  To thee we pour the rosy wine!
+
+Music, from the adjoining room, struck in with the chorus, and continued
+for some moments after it had ceased.
+
+For a short time, the conversation was confined to the courtesies of the
+table, as the guests partook of the delicious viands before them. Plato
+ate olives and bread only; and the water he drank was scarcely tinged
+with Lesbian wine. Alcibiades rallied him upon this abstemiousness; and
+Pericles reminded him that even his great pattern, Socrates, gave
+Dionysus his dues, while he worshipped the heaven-born Pallas.
+
+The philosopher quietly replied, "I can worship the fiery God of Vintage
+only when married with Nymphs of the Fountain."
+
+"But tell me, O Anaxagoras and Plato," exclaimed Tithonus, "if, as
+Hermippus hath said, the Grecian philosophers discard the theology of
+the poets? Do ye not believe in the Gods?"
+
+Plato would have smiled, had he not reverenced the simplicity that
+expected a frank and honest answer to a question so dangerous.
+Anaxagoras briefly replied, that the mind which did not believe in
+divine beings, must be cold and dark indeed.
+
+"Even so," replied Artiphernes, devoutly; "blessed be Oromasdes, who
+sends Mithras to warm and enlighten the world! But what surprises me
+most is, that you Grecians import new divinities from other countries,
+as freely as slaves, or papyrus, or marble. The sculptor of the gods
+will scarcely be able to fashion half their images."
+
+"If the custom continues," rejoined Phidias, "it will indeed require a
+life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+
+"Thanks to the munificence of artists, every deity has a representative
+in my dwelling," observed Aspasia.
+
+"I have heard strangers express their surprise that the Athenians have
+never erected a statue to the principle of _Modesty_" said Hermippus.
+
+"So much the more need that we enshrine her image in our own hearts,"
+rejoined Plato.
+
+The sarcastic comedian made no reply to this quiet rebuke. Looking
+toward Artaphernes, he continued: "Tell me, O servant of the great king,
+wherein the people of your country are more wise in worshipping the sun,
+than we who represent the same divinity in marble!"
+
+"The principles of the Persian religion are simple, steady, and
+uniform," replied Artaphernes; "but the Athenian are always changing.
+You not only adopt foreign gods, but sometimes create new ones, and
+admit them into your theology by solemn act of the great council. These
+circumstances have led me to suppose that you worship them as mere
+forms. The Persian Magii do indeed prostrate themselves before the
+rising Sun; but they do it in the name of Oromasdes, the universal
+Principle of Good, of whom that great luminary is the visible symbol. In
+our solemn processions, the chariot sacred to Oromasdes precedes the
+horse dedicated to Mithras; and there is deep meaning in the
+arrangement. The Sun and Zodiac, the Balance and the Rule, are but
+emblems of truths, mysterious and eternal. As the garlands we throw on
+the sacred fire feed the flame, rather than extinguish it, so the
+sublime symbols of our religion are intended to preserve, not to
+conceal, the truths within them."
+
+"Though you disclaim all images of divinity," rejoined Aspasia, "yet we
+hear of your Mithras pictured like a Persian King, trampling on a
+prostrate ox."
+
+With a smile, Artaphernes replied, "I see, lady, that you would fain
+gain admittance to the Mithraic cave; but its secrets, like those of
+your own Eleusis, are concealed from all save the initiated."
+
+"They tell us," said Aspasia, "that those who are admitted to the
+Eleusinian mysteries die in peace, and go directly to the Elysian
+fields; while the uninitiated wander about in the infernal abyss."
+
+"Of course," said Anaxagoras, "Alcibiades will go directly to Elysium,
+though Solon groped his way in darkness."
+
+The old philosopher uttered this with imperturbable gravity, as if
+unconscious of satirical meaning; but some of the guests could scarcely
+repress a smile, as they recollected the dissolute life of the young
+Athenian.
+
+"If Alcibiades spoke his real sentiments," said Aspasia, "I venture to
+say he would tell us that the mystic baskets of Demeter, covered with
+long purple veils, contain nothing half so much worth seeing, as the
+beautiful maidens who carry them."
+
+She looked at Pericles, and saw that he again cautioned her, by raising
+the rose toward his face, as if inhaling its fragrance.
+
+There was a brief pause, which Anaxagoras interrupted, by saying, "The
+wise can never reverence images merely as images. There is a mystical
+meaning in the Athenian manner of supplicating the gods with garlands on
+their heads, and bearing in their hands boughs of olive twined with
+wool. Pallas, at whose birth we are told gold rained upon the earth, was
+unquestionably a personification of wisdom. It is not to be supposed
+that the philosophers of our country consider the sun itself as anything
+more than a huge ball of fire; but the sight of that glorious orb leads
+the contemplative soul to the belief in one Pure Intelligence, one
+Universal Mind, which in manifesting itself produces order in the
+material world, and preserves the unconfused distinction of infinite
+varieties."
+
+"Such, no doubt, is the tendency of all reflecting minds," said Phidias;
+"but in general, the mere forms are worshipped, apart from the sacred
+truths they represent. The gods we have introduced from Egypt are
+regarded by the priests of that learned land as emblems of certain
+divine truths brought down from ancient times. They are like the Hermae
+at our doors, which outwardly appear to rest on inexpressive blocks of
+stone; but when opened, they are found to contain beautiful statues of
+the gods within them. It is not so with the new fables which the Greeks
+are continually mixing with their mythology. Pygmalion, as we all know,
+first departed from the rigid outline of ancient sculpture, and
+impressed life and motion upon marble. The poets, in praise of him,
+have told us that his ardent wishes warmed a statue into a lovely and
+breathing woman. The fable is fanciful and pleasing in itself; but will
+it not hereafter be believed as reality? Might not the same history be
+told of much that is believed? It is true," added he, smiling, "that I
+might be excused for favouring a belief in images, since mortals are
+ever willing to have their own works adored."
+
+"What! does Plato respond to the inquiries of Phidias?" asked
+Artaphernes.
+
+The philosopher replied: "Within the holy mysteries of our religion is
+preserved a pure and deep meaning, as the waters of Arethusa flow
+uncontaminated beneath the earth and the sea. I do not presume to decide
+whether all that is believed has the inward significancy. I have ever
+deemed such speculations unwise. If the chaste daughter of Latona always
+appears to my thoughts veiled in heavenly purity, it is comparatively
+unimportant whether I can prove that Acteon was torn by his dogs, for
+looking on the goddess with wanton eyes. Anaxagoras, said wisely that
+material forms lead the contemplative mind to the worship of ideal good,
+which is in its nature immortal and divine. Homer tells us that the
+golden chain resting upon Olympus reaches even to the earth. Here we see
+but a few of the last links, and those imperfectly. We are like men in a
+subterranean cave, so chained that they can look only forward to the
+entrance. Far above and behind us is a glowing fire: and beautiful
+beings, of every form, are moving between the light and us poor fettered
+mortals. Some of these bright beings are speaking, and others are
+silent. We see only the shadows cast on the opposite wall of the
+cavern, by the reflection of the fire above; and if we hear the echo of
+voices, we suppose it belongs to those passing shadows. The soul, in its
+present condition, is an exile from the orb of light; its ignorance is
+forgetfulness; and whatever we can perceive of truth, or imagine of
+beauty, is but a reminiscence of our former more glorious state of
+being. He who reverences the gods, and subdues his own passions, returns
+at last to the blest condition from which he fell. But to talk, or
+think, about these things with proud impatience, or polluted morals, is
+like pouring pure water into a miry trench; he who does it disturbs the
+mud, and thus causes the clear water to become defiled. When Odysseus
+removed his armour from the walls, and carried it to an inner apartment,
+invisible Pallas moved before him with her golden lamp, and filled the
+place with radiance divine. Telemachus, seeing the light, exclaimed,
+'Surely, my father, some of the celestial gods are present.' With deep
+wisdom, the king of Ithaca replied, 'Be silent. Restrain your intellect,
+and speak not.'"
+
+"I am rebuked, O Plato," answered Phidias; "and from henceforth, when my
+mind is dark and doubtful, I will remember that transparent drops may
+fall into a turbid well. Nor will I forget that sometimes, when I have
+worked on my statues by torch-light, I could not perceive their real
+expression, because I was carving in the shadow of my own hand."
+
+"Little can be learned of the human soul, and its connection with the
+Universal Mind," said Anaxagoras: "These sublime truths seem vague and
+remote, as Phoeacia appeared to Odysseus like a vast shield floating on
+the surface of the distant ocean.
+
+"The glimmering uncertainty attending all such speculations, has led me
+to attach myself to the Ionic sect, who devote themselves entirely to
+the study of outward nature."
+
+"And this is useful," rejoined Plato: "The man who is to be led from a
+cave will more easily see what the heavens contain by looking to the
+light of the moon and the stars, than by gazing on the sun at noon-day."
+
+Here Hermippus interrupted the discourse, by saying, "The son of Clinias
+does not inform us what _he_ thinks of the gods. While others have
+talked, he has eaten."
+
+"I am a citizen and a soldier--neither priest nor philosopher," replied
+Alcibiades: "With a strong arm and a willing heart to fight for my
+country, I leave others to settle the attributes of her gods. Enough for
+me, that I regularly offer sacrifices in their temples, and pour
+libations upon their altars. I care very little whether there be Elysian
+fields, or not. I will make an Elysium for myself, as long as Aspasia
+permits me to be surrounded by forms so beautiful, and gives me nectar
+like this to drink." He replaced the goblet, from which he had drunk
+deeply, and exclaimed, "By Dionysus! they quaff nothing better than this
+in voluptuous Ionia!"
+
+"Methinks a citizen and a soldier might find a more worthy model in
+Spartan, than in Ionian manners," said Anaxagoras; "but the latter truly
+suits better with the present condition of Athens."
+
+"A condition more glorious than that of any other people upon earth,"
+exclaimed Pericles, somewhat warmly: "The story of Athens, enthroned in
+her beauty and power, will thrill through generous hearts, long after
+other nations are forgotten."
+
+"She is like a torch sending forth its last bright blaze, before it is
+extinguished forever," replied Anaxagoras, calmly: "Where idle
+demagogues control the revenues of industrious citizens, the government
+cannot long stand. It is a pyramid with the base uppermost."
+
+"You certainly would not blame the wisdom of Aristides, in allowing the
+poor as well as the rich, the privilege of voting?" said Pericles.
+
+"A moderate supply of wealth is usually the result of virtuous and
+industrious habits; and it should be respected merely for what it
+indicates," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Aristides, and other wise men, in
+their efforts to satisfy the requirements of a restless people, have
+opened a sluice, without calculating how it would be enlarged by the
+rushing waters, until the very walls of the city are undermined by its
+power."
+
+"But can the safety of the state be secured by merely excluding the
+vicious poor?" said Plato. "Are there not among us vicious rich men, who
+would rashly vote for measures destructive of public good, if they could
+thereby increase their own wealth? He who exports figs to maintain
+personal splendour, when there is famine in Attica, has perhaps less
+public virtue than the beggar, who steals them to avoid starvation."
+
+"But the vicious rich man will bribe the beggar to vote as he
+dictates," replied Anaxagoras; "and thus his power of doing evil becomes
+two fold."
+
+"Your respect for permanent institutions makes you blind to the love of
+change, inherent and active in the human mind," said Pericles. "If
+society be like the heaving ocean, those who would guide their vessels
+in safety, must obey the winds and the tides."
+
+"Nay, Pericles," replied the old man, earnestly; "if society be a
+tumultuous ocean, government should be its everlasting shores. If the
+statesman watches wind and tide only that his own bark may ride through
+the storm in safety, while every fresh wave sweeps a landmark away, it
+is evident that, sooner or later, the deluge must come."
+
+The discourse was growing too serious to be agreeable to Pericles, who
+well knew that some of his best friends deemed he had injured the state,
+by availing himself too freely of the democratic tendencies of the
+people. Plato, perceiving this, said, "If it please you, Anaxagoras, we
+will leave these subjects to be discussed in the Prytaneum and the
+Agoras. Fair and glorious is the violet-crowned city, and let us trust
+the gods will long preserve it so."
+
+"Thou hast well spoken, son of Aristo," replied Artaphernes: "Much as I
+had heard of the glory and beauty of Athens, it far surpasses my hopes.
+Perhaps I find myself lingering to gaze on the Odeum more frequently
+than on any other of your magnificent edifices; not for its more
+impressive beauty; but because it is in imitation of our Great King's
+Pavilion."
+
+Hermippus looked up, and smiled with ill-natured significance; for
+Cratinus, the ribald, had openly declared in the theatre, that Pericles
+needed only to look in his mirror, to discover a model for the sloping
+roof of the Odeum. Athenian guests were indignant at being thus reminded
+of the gross allusion to a deformity conspicuous in the head of their
+illustrious statesman; but Artaphernes, quite unconscious of his
+meaning, continued: "The noble structure is worthy of him who planned
+it. Yet the unpretending beauty of some of your small temples makes me
+feel more as if I were in the presence of a god. I have often marvelled
+what it is in those fair white columns, that charms me so much more than
+the palaces of the East, refulgent with gems and gold."
+
+"The beauty that lies _within_ has ever a mysterious power," answered
+Plato. "An amethyst may beam in the eye of a statue; but what, save the
+soul itself, can give the expression of soul? The very spirit of harmony
+is embodied in the proportions of the Parthenon. It is marble music. I
+sometimes think the whole visible beauty of creation is formed from the
+music of the Infinite; and that the various joys we feel are but the
+union of accordant notes in the great chorus of the universe. There is
+music in the airy dance; music in poetry; music in the glance of a
+beautiful woman; music in the involutions and inflexions of numbers;
+above all, there is music in light! And what _Light_ is in this world,
+_Truth_ is in that glorious world to which the mind of man returns after
+its long exile. Yes, there is music in light! Hence, Phoebus is god of
+the Sun and of the Lyre, and Memnon yields sweet sounds to welcome
+approaching day. For this reason, the disciples of Zoroaster and
+Pythagoras hail the rising sun with the melody of harps; and the birds
+pour forth their love of light in song. Perchance the order of the
+universe is revealed in the story of Thebes rising to the lyre of
+Amphion; and Ibycus might have spoken sublime truth, when he told of
+music in the motion of the everlasting stars."
+
+Philothea had listened so earnestly, that for a moment all other
+thoughts were expelled from her mind. She threw back her veil, and with
+her whole soul beaming from her face, she exclaimed, "O Plato, I once
+_heard_ the music of the stars! Ibycus"----
+
+The ardent gaze of Alcibiades restored her to painful consciousness;
+and, blushing deeply, she replaced her veil. Aspasia smiled; but Plato,
+with gentle reverence, asked, "What would Philothea say of the divine
+Ibycus?"
+
+The timid maiden gave no reply; and the tears of innocent shame were
+seen falling fast upon her trembling arm.
+
+With that ready skill, which ever knows how to adapt itself to the
+circumstances of the moment, Aspasia gave a signal to her attendants,
+and at once the mingled melody of voices and instruments burst upon the
+ear. It was one of the enchanting strains of Olympus the Mysian; and
+every heart yielded to its influence. A female slave noiselessly brought
+Aspasia's silver harp, and placed before her guests citharas and lyres,
+of ivory inlaid with gold. One by one, new voices and instruments joined
+in the song; and when the music ceased, there was a pause of deep and
+silent joy.
+
+"Shame to the feast, where the praises of Harmodius are not sung," said
+Pericles, smiling, as he looked toward Eudora. With rapid fingers the
+maiden touched her lyre, and sung the patriotic song of Callistratus:
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as brave Harmodius did,
+  And as Aristogeiton his avenging weapon hid;
+  When they slew the haughty tyrant and regained our liberty,
+  And, breaking down oppression, made the men of Athens free.
+
+  "Thou art not, loved Harmodius, thou art not surely dead,
+  But to some secluded sanctuary far away art fled;
+  With the swift-footed Achilleus, unmolested there to rest,
+  And to rove with Diomedes through the islands of the blest.
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as Aristogeiton did,
+  And as the brave Harmodius his avenging weapon hid;
+  When on Athenae's festival they aimed the glorious blow,
+  And calling on fair freedom, laid the proud Hipparchus low.
+
+  "Thy fame, beloved Harmodius, through ages still shall brighten,
+  Nor ever shall thy glory fade, beloved Aristogeiton;
+  Because your country's champions ye nobly dared to be,
+  And striking down the tyrant, made the men of Athens free."
+
+The exhilarating notes stirred every Grecian heart. Some waved their
+garlands in triumph, while others joined in the music, and kept time
+with branches of myrtle.
+
+"By Phoebus! a glorious song and divinely sung," exclaimed Alcibiades:
+"But the lovely minstrel brings danger to our hearts in those sweet
+sounds, as Harmodius concealed his sword among myrtle leaves."
+
+Hipparete blushed, and with a quick and nervous motion touched her
+cithara. With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, "Continue the music, I
+pray you." The tune being left to her own choice, the young matron sang
+Anacreon's Ode to the Grasshopper. Her voice was not unpleasing; but it
+contrasted disadvantageously with the rich intonations of Eudora; and if
+the truth must be told, that dark-haired damsel was quite too conscious
+of the fact.
+
+Tithonus expressed an earnest desire to hear one of Pindar's odes; and
+Philothea, urged by Aspasia, began with a quivering hand to accompany
+herself on the harp. Her voice was at first weak and trembling; and
+Plato, to relieve her timidity, joined in the music, which soon gushed
+forth, clear, deep, and melodious:
+
+  "Hail, celestial Poesy!
+  Fair enchantress of mankind!
+  Veiled in whose sweet majesty
+  Fables please the human mind.
+  But, as year rolls after year,
+  These fictitious charms decline;
+  Then, O man, with holy fear,
+  Write and speak of things divine.
+  Of the heavenly natures say
+  Nought unseemly, or profane--
+  Hearts that worship and obey,
+  Are preserved from guilty stain."
+
+Oppressed with the grandeur of the music, and willing to evade the tacit
+reproach conveyed in the words, Aspasia touched her lyre, and, with
+mournful tenderness, sung Danae's Hymn to her Sleeping Infant. Then,
+suddenly changing to a gayer measure, she sang, with remarkable
+sweetness and flexibility of voice:
+
+  "While our rosy fillets shed
+  Blushes o'er each fervid head,
+  With many a cup, and many a smile,
+  The festal moments we beguile.
+  And while the harp impassioned flings
+  Tuneful rapture from the strings,
+  Some airy nymph, with fluent limbs,
+  Through the dance luxuriant swims,
+  Waving in her snowy hand,
+  The leafy Dionysian wand,
+  Which, as the tripping wanton flies,
+  Shakes its tresses to her sighs.
+
+At these words, a troop of graceful maidens, representing the Zephyrs
+and the Hours, glided in and out, between the marble columns, pelting
+each other with roses, as they flew through the mazes of the dance.
+
+Presently, the music, more slow and measured in its cadence, announced
+the dance of Ariadne guiding her lover from the Labyrinth. In obedience
+to a signal from Aspasia, Eudora sprang forward to hold the silken cord,
+and Alcibiades darted forward to perform the part of Theseus. Slowly,
+but gracefully as birds balancing themselves on the air, the maidens
+went through the difficult involutions of the dance. They smiled on each
+other, as they passed and repassed; and though Eudora's veil concealed
+the expression of her features, Philothea observed, with an undefined
+feeling of apprehension, that she showed no tokens of displeasure at the
+brief whispers and frequent glances of Alcibiades.
+
+At last, Pericles bade the attendants bring forth the goblet of the Good
+Genius. A large golden bowl, around which a silver grape-vine twined its
+luxuriant clusters, was immediately placed before him, filled with the
+rich juices of the Chian grape. Then Plato, as king of the feast,
+exclaimed, "The cup of the Good Genius is filled. Pledge him in unmixed
+wine."
+
+The massive goblet passed among all the guests; some taking a deep
+draught, and others scarcely moistening their lips with the wine. When
+the ceremony was finished, Pericles said, "Now, if it pleases Hermippus,
+we should like to see him in the comic dance, for which he is so
+celebrated."
+
+Philothea looked earnestly at her grandfather. He instantly understood
+her wishes, and bade farewell to Aspasia; urging the plea that his child
+was unused to late hours, and too timid to be in the streets of Athens
+without his protection. Phidias requested that Eudora might accompany
+them; and Hipparete likewise asked leave to depart. Aspasia bestowed
+gifts on her visiters, according to the munificent custom of the
+country. To Hipparete she gave a bracelet of pearls; to Philothea, a
+lyre of ivory and gold; and to Eudora, a broad clasp for her mantle, on
+which the car of Aphrodite, drawn by swans, was painted in enamel, by
+Polygnotus, the inventor of the art.
+
+Alcibiades chose to remain at his wine; but slaves with torches were in
+readiness at the gates, and Hipparete lived in the Ceramicus, within
+sight of Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+A rapid walk soon restored the maidens to their own peaceful homes.
+Philothea, with the consent of Anaxagoras, went to share the apartment
+of her friend; which, separated only by a small garden, was almost
+within hearing of her own.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+  Much I dislike the beamless mind,
+  Whose earthly vision, unrefined,
+  Nature has never formed to see
+  The beauties of simplicity!
+  Simplicity, the flower of Heaven,
+  To souls elect by nature given."
+                           ANACREON.
+
+
+As the maidens entered their apartment, Eudora rather abruptly dismissed
+Dione, the aged nurse, who had been waiting their arrival. Her favourite
+dog was sleeping on the couch; and she gave the little creature a hasty
+box on the ear, which made him spring suddenly to the floor, and look up
+in her face, as if astonished at such ungentle treatment.
+
+Philothea stooped down and caressed the animal, with a slightly
+reproachful glance at her friend.
+
+"He was sleeping on my mantle," said the petulant damsel.
+
+"His soft, white fur could not have harmed it," rejoined her companion;
+"and you know that Hylax himself, as well as the mantle, was a gift from
+Philaemon."
+
+Eudora carelesssly tossed the mantle over her embroidery frame, from
+which it trailed along the dusty floor. Philothea looked earnestly in
+her face, unable to comprehend such wayward conduct. "It is evident you
+do not want my company to-night," she said; "I will therefore return to
+my own apartment."
+
+The peevish maiden slowly untied her sandal, without making any reply.
+Philothea's voice trembled slightly, as she added, "Good night, Eudora,
+To-morrow I hope you will tell me how I have offended you."
+
+"Stay! Stay!" exclaimed the capricious damsel; and she laid her hand
+coaxingly on her friend's arm. Philothea smiled a ready forgiveness.
+
+"I know I am very petulant to-night," said Eudora; "but I do not believe
+you yourself could listen to Hipparete without being vexed. She is so
+stupid, and so haughty. I don't think she spoke ten words to-night
+without having a grasshopper for one of them. She is so proud of her
+pure Athenian blood! Do you know she has resolved to employ a skilful
+artificer from Corinth, to make her an ivory box just like the one
+Tithonus gave Aspasia; but she took care to inform me that it should be
+inlaid with golden grasshoppers, instead of stars. A wise and witty
+device, is't not? to put grasshoppers in the paws of transformed
+Calisto, and fasten them in the belt of Orion. The sky will be so purely
+Athenian, that Hipparete herself might condescend to be a
+constellation."
+
+The talkative maiden laughed at her own conceit; and even her more
+serious companion could not refrain from a smile, as with untiring
+volubility she continued: "Then she told me that she herself embroidered
+her grasshopper robe, and bade me admire the excellence of the pattern.
+She said Plato could not possibly have mistaken the wreath intended for
+her; knowing, as he did, that her father and mother were both descended
+from the most ancient families in Athens; and she repeated a list of
+ancestors with names all ending in _ippus_ and _ippides_. When, in
+answer to her question, I acknowledged that the ornament in her hair
+was beautiful, she told me she would gladly give me one like it, if it
+were proper for me to wear it. I do so detest the sight of that Athenian
+emblem! I would walk to the fields of Acharnae, on purpose to crush a
+grasshopper."
+
+"You put yourself in a singular passion for such a harmless insect,"
+replied Philothea, smiling. "I hope there are none of them within
+hearing. You know the poets say they rose from the ashes of men, who,
+when the Muses first had existence, pined away for the love of song; and
+that after death they go to Parnassus, and inform the most ancient
+Calliope, the heavenly Urania, and the amorous Erato, concerning the
+conversation of their votaries. If they are truly the children of song,
+they will indeed forget their own resentments; but your conversation
+would be so unlikely to make a favourable impression on the tuneful
+sisters, that it may be well for you the insects are now sleeping."
+
+"If the tattling tribe were all awake and listening," replied Eudora, "I
+would freely give them leave to report all I say against Astronomy, or
+Poetry, or Music. If this be the test, I am willing to be tried with
+Hipparete at the court of the Muses. If she were less stupid, I think I
+could tolerate her pride. But I thought she would never have done with a
+long story about a wine-stain that nearly spoiled her new dove-coloured
+robe; the finest from the looms of Ecbatana; the pattern not to be
+matched in all Greece; and Aspasia half wild to obtain one like it. She
+did not fail to inform me that the slave who had spilled the wine, was
+tied to the olive-tree in the garden, and whipped six days in
+succession. I never saw her in my life that she did not remind me of
+being a slave."
+
+"Dearest Eudora," said Philothea, "how can you make yourself so unhappy
+on this subject? Has not Phidias, from the first hour he bought you,
+allowed you all the privileges of a daughter?"
+
+"Yes," replied Eudora; "but the very circumstance that I was bought with
+his money embitters it all. I do not thank him that I have been taught
+all which becomes an Athenian maiden; for I can never be an Athenian.
+The spirit and the gifts of freedom ill assort with the condition of a
+slave. I wish he had left me to tend goats and bear burdens, as other
+slaves do; to be beaten as they are beaten; starved as they are starved;
+and die as they die. I should not then have known my degradation. I
+would have made friends with the birds and the flowers, and never had a
+heart-wound from a proud Athenian fool."
+
+Philothea laid her hand gently on her friend's arm, and gazing on her
+excited countenance, she said, "Eudora, some evil demon vexes you
+strangely to-night. Did I not know the whole tenor of your blameless
+life, I should fear you were not at peace with your own conscience."
+
+Eudora blushed deeply, and busily caressed the dog with her foot.
+
+In a mild, clear voice, Philothea continued: "What _now_ prevents you
+from making friendship with the birds and the flowers! And why do you
+cherish a pride so easily wounded? Yes, it is pride, Eudora. It is
+useless disguise to call it by another name. The haughtiness of others
+can never make us angry, if we ourselves are humble. Besides, it is
+very possible that you are unjust to Hipparete. She might very naturally
+have spoken of her slave's carelessness, without meaning to remind you
+of bondage."
+
+"She _did_ mean it," replied Eudora, with angry emphasis. "She is always
+describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter; because she knows I am
+excluded from the temple. I hope I shall live to see her proud heart
+humbled."
+
+"Nay, Eudora," said Philothea, turning mournfully away: "Your feelings
+are strangely embittered; the calm light of reason is totally obscured
+by the wild torch-dance of your passions. Methinks hatred itself need
+wish Hipparete no worse fate than to be the wife of so bold and bad a
+man as Alcibiades."
+
+"Oh, Philothea! I wonder you can call him bold," rejoined Eudora. "He
+looks steadily at no one; his eyelashes ever rest on his face, like
+those of a modest maiden."
+
+"Aye, Eudora--but it is not the expression of a sinless heart, timidly
+retiring within the shrine of its own purity; it is the shrinking of a
+conscience that has something to conceal. Little as we know about the
+evils of the world, we have heard enough of Alcibiades, to be aware that
+Hipparete has much need to seek the protection of her patron goddess."
+
+"She had better worship in the temple of Helen, at Therapne," answered
+Eudora, sharply: "The journey might not prove altogether hopeless; for
+that temple is said to confer beauty on the ugliest woman that ever
+entered it." As the peevish damsel said this, she gave a proud glance
+at her own lovely person, in the mirror, before which a lamp was
+burning.
+
+Philothea had often seen her friend in petulant moods; but she had never
+before known her to evince so much bitterness, or so long resist the
+soothing influence of kindness. Unwilling to contend with passions she
+could not subdue, and would not flatter, she remained for some moments
+in serious silence.
+
+The expression of her countenance touched Eudora's quick feelings; and
+she said, in an humble tone, "I know I am doing wrong, Philothea, but I
+cannot help it."
+
+Her friend calmly replied, "If you believe you cannot help it, you
+deceive yourself; and if you do not believe it, you had better not have
+said it."
+
+"Now you are angry with me," exclaimed the sensitive maiden; and she
+burst into tears.
+
+Philothea passed her arm affectionately round her waist, saying, "I am
+not angry with you, Eudora; but while I love you, I cannot and ought not
+to love the bad feelings you cherish. Believe me, my dear friend, the
+insults of others can never make us wretched, or resentful, if all is
+right within our own hearts. The viper that stings us is always
+nourished within us. Moreover, I believe, dearest Eudora, that half your
+wrongs are in your own imagination. I too am a foreigner; but I have
+been very happy within the walls of Athens."
+
+"Because you have never been a slave," retorted her companion; "and you
+have shared privileges that strangers are seldom allowed to share. You
+have been one of the Canephorae; you have walked in the grand
+procession of the Panathenaea: and your statue in pure Pentelic marble,
+upholds the canopy over the sacred olive-tree. I know that your skilful
+fingers, and your surpassing beauty have deserved these honours; but you
+must pardon me, if I do not like the proud Athenians quite so well as
+you do."
+
+"I gratefully acknowledge the part I have been allowed to take in the
+sacred service of Pallas," replied the maiden; "but I owe it neither to
+my beauty, nor my skill in embroidery. It was a tribute to that wise and
+good old man, my grandfather."
+
+"And I," said Eudora, in a tone of deep melancholy, "have neither
+grandfather, parent, or brother to care for me."
+
+"Who could have proved a better protector than Phidias has been?"
+inquired her gentle friend.
+
+"Philothea, I cannot forget that I am his slave. What I said just now in
+anger, I repeat in sober sadness; it would be better for me to have a
+slave's mind with a slave's destiny."
+
+"I have no doubt," replied Philothea, "that Phidias continues to be your
+master merely that he may retain lawful power to protect you, until you
+are the wife of Philaemon."
+
+"Some slaves have been publicly registered as adopted children," said
+Eudora.
+
+"But in order to do that," rejoined her friend, "it is necessary to
+swear to their parentage; and yours is unknown. If it were not for this
+circumstance, I believe Phidias would be most willing to adopt you."
+
+"No, Philothea--Phidias would do no such thing. He is good and kind. I
+know that I have spoken of him as I ought not to have spoken. But he is
+a proud man. He would not adopt a nameless orphan, found with a poor
+goatherd of Phelle. Had I descended from any of the princes conquered by
+Grecian valour, or were I even remotely allied with any of the
+illustrious men that Athens has ostracised, then indeed I might be the
+adopted daughter of Phidias," After a short pause, she added, "If he
+enfranchised me without adoption, I think I should have no difficulty in
+finding a protector;" and again the maiden gave a triumphant glance at
+her mirror.
+
+"I am aware that your marriage with Philaemon has only awaited the
+termination of these unfortunate law-suits," replied Philothea: "Though
+he is not rich, it cannot be very long before he is able to take you
+under his protection; and as soon as he has the power, he will have the
+disposition."
+
+"Will he, indeed!" exclaimed Eudora; and she trotted her little foot
+impatiently.
+
+"You are altogether mysterious to-night," said Philothea: "Has any
+disagreement arisen between you and Philaemon, during my absence?"
+
+"He is proud, and jealous; and wishes me to be influenced by every whim
+of his," answered the offended beauty.
+
+"The fetters of love are a flowery bondage," rejoined Philothea:
+"Blossoms do not more easily unfold themselves to the sunshine, than
+woman obeys the object of her affections. Don't you remember the little
+boy we found piping so sweetly, under the great plane-tree by the
+fountain of Callirhoee? When my grandfather asked him where he learned to
+play so well, he answered; with a look of wondering simplicity, that it
+'piped itself.' Methinks this would be the reply of a loving woman, to
+one who inquired how her heart had learned submission. But what has
+Philaemon required, that you consider so unreasonable?"
+
+"He dislikes to have me visit Aspasia; and was angry because I danced
+with Alcibiades."
+
+"And did you tell him that you went to Aspasia's house, in conformity
+with the express directions of Phidias?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"Why don't you say of my _master_?" interrupted Eudora, contemptuously.
+
+Without noticing the peevishness of this remark, her friend continued:
+"Are you quite sure that you have not been more frequently than you
+would have been, if you had acted merely in reluctant obedience to the
+will of Phidias. I am not surprised that Philaemon is offended at your
+dancing with Alcibiades; assuredly a practice, so boldly at variance
+with the customs of the country, is somewhat unmaidenly."
+
+"It is enough to be one man's slave," replied Eudora. "I will dance with
+whom I please. Alcibiades is the handsomest, and the most graceful, and
+the most agreeable man in Athens--at least every body says so. I don't
+know why I should offend him to please Philaemon."
+
+"I thought there was a very satisfactory reason," observed Philothea,
+quietly: "Alcibiades is the husband of Hipparete, and you are the
+promised wife of Philaemon. I would not have believed the person who
+told me that Eudora seriously called Alcibiades the handsomest and most
+agreeable man in Athens."
+
+"The sculptors think him pre-eminently beautiful," answered Eudora; "or
+they would not so often copy his statue in the sacred images of Hermes.
+Socrates applied Anacreon's eloquent praise of Bathyllus to him, and
+said he saw in his lips 'Persuasion sleeping upon roses.'"
+
+"That must have been in the days of youthful innocence," replied
+Philothea: "Surely his countenance has now nothing divine in its
+expression; though I grant the colouring rich, and the features regular.
+He reminds me of the Alexandrian coin; outwardly pleasing to the eye but
+inwardly made of base metal. Urania alone confers the beauty-giving
+zone. The temple of Aphrodite in the Piraeus is a fitting place for the
+portrait of Alcibiades; and no doubt he is well pleased that the people
+go there in throngs to see him represented leaning on the shoulder of
+the shameless Nemea."
+
+"If Aristophon chose to paint him side by side with the beautiful Nemea,
+it is no fault of his," said Eudora.
+
+"The artist would not have dared so to represent Plato, or Philaemon, or
+Paralus," rejoined Philothea; "nor would Alcibiades allow his picture
+thus to minister to the corruption of the Athenians, if he had any
+perception of what is really beautiful. I confess, Eudora, it pained me
+to see you listen to his idle flattery. He worships every handsome
+woman, who will allow herself to be polluted by his incense. Like
+Anacreon, his heart is a nest for wanton loves. He is never without a
+brood of them--some trying their wings, some in the egg, and some just
+breaking the shell."
+
+With slight resentment in her manner, Eudora answered: "Anacreon is the
+most beautiful of poets; and I think you speak too harshly of the son of
+Clinias."
+
+"I am sorry for you, if you can perceive the beautiful where the pure is
+wanting," rejoined Philothea; "You have changed, since my residence in
+the Acropolis. The cherub Innocence, that was once the ever-present
+deity in your soul, has already retired deeper within the shrine, and
+veils his face in presence of the vain thoughts you have introduced
+there. I fear Aspasia has made you believe that a passion for
+distinction is but another name for love of the good, the true, and the
+beautiful. Eudora, if this false man has flattered you, believe me, he
+is always ready to bestow the same upon others. He has told me that I
+was the loveliest of earthly objects; no doubt he has told you the same;
+but both cannot be true."
+
+"You!" exclaimed her companion: "Where could he find opportunity to
+address such language to you?"
+
+"Where a better man would have had better thoughts," replied Philothea:
+"It was during the sacred festival of the Panathenaea. A short time
+before midnight, it was my duty to receive the sacred basket from the
+hands of the priestess, and deposit it in the cave, beneath the Temple
+of Urania, in the gardens. Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended
+me, carrying a lighted torch. Having entered the cave, I held the torch
+while she took up the other sacred basket, which was there in readiness
+to be conveyed to the Parthenon; and we again stepped forth into the
+gardens. A flood of light streamed from the Temple, so clear and
+strong, that I could distinctly see the sacred doves, among the
+multitude of fragrant roses--some sleeping in the shaded nooks, others
+fluttering from bush to bush, or wheeling round in giddy circles,
+frightened by the glare. Near a small lake in the centre of the gardens,
+stood Myron's statue of the heavenly Urania, guiding a dove to her
+temple by a garland of flowers. It had the pure and placid expression of
+the human soul, when it dwells in love and peace. In this holy
+atmosphere we paused for a moment in silent reverence. A smiling band of
+infant hours came clustering round my memory, and softly folded
+themselves about my heart. I thought of those early days, when, hand in
+hand with Paralus, I walked forth in the spring-time, welcoming the
+swallows to our shores, and gathering fragrant thyme to feed my bees. We
+did not then know that bees and young hearts need none to take thought
+for their joy, but best gather their own sweet nourishment in sunlight
+and freedom. I remembered the helpless kid that Paralus confided to my
+care. When we dressed the little creature in wreaths, we mourned that
+flowers would not _grow_ in garlands; for it grieved our childish hearts
+to see them wither. Once we found, in the crevice of a moss-covered
+rock, a small nest with three eggs. Paralus took one of them in his
+hand; and when we had admired its beauty, he kissed it reverently, and
+returned it to its hiding-place. It was the natural outpouring of a
+heart brimful of love for all things pure and simple. Paralus ever lived
+in affectionate communion with the birds and the flowers. Firm in
+principle, but gentle in affection, he himself is like the rock, in
+whose bosom the loving bird found a sheltered nook, so motherly and
+safe, where she might brood over her young hopes in quiet joy."
+
+The maiden's heart had unconsciously followed her own innocent
+recollections, like the dove led by a garland; and for a few moments she
+remained silent in thoughtful tenderness.
+
+Eudora's changeful and perturbed spirit had been soothed by the serene
+influence of her friend; and she too was silent for awhile. But the
+giddy images that had of late been reeling their wild dance through her
+brain, soon came back in glittering fantasy.
+
+"Philothea!" she exclaimed, abruptly, "you have not told me where you
+met Alcibiades?"
+
+The maiden looked up suddenly, like an infant startled from sweet dreams
+by some rude noise. Recovering from her surprise, she smiled, and said,
+"Eudora, your question came upon me like his unexpected and unwelcome
+presence in the sacred gardens. I told you that we stood by that quiet
+lake in meek reverence; worshipping,--not the marble image before
+us,--but the Spirit of Beauty, that glides through the universe,
+breathing the invisible through visible forms, in such mysterious
+harmony. Suddenly Eucoline touched my arm with a quick and timid motion.
+I turned and saw a young man gazing earnestly upon us. Our veils, which
+had been thrown back while we looked at the statue, were instantly
+dropped, and we hastily retraced our steps. The stranger followed us,
+until we passed under the shade of the olive grove, within sight of the
+Propylaea. He then knelt, and attempting to hold me by the robe, poured
+forth the wildest protestations of love. I called aloud for protection;
+and my voice was heard by the priests, who were passing in and out of
+the Acropolis, in busy preparation for the festival. The young man
+suddenly disappeared; but he was one of the equestrians that shared in
+the solemnities of the night, and I again saw him as I took my place in
+the procession. I had then never seen Alcibiades; but when I met him
+to-night, I immediately recognized the stranger who spoke so rudely in
+the olive-grove."
+
+"You must forgive me," said Eudora, "if I am not much disposed to blame
+mortal man for wishing to look upon your face a second time. Even Plato
+does homage to woman's beauty."
+
+"True, Eudora; but there is reverence mingled with his homage. The very
+atmosphere around Alcibiades seemed unholy. I never before met such a
+glance; and the gods grant I may never meet such another. I should not
+have mentioned the occurrence, even to you, had I not wished to warn you
+how lightly this volatile Athenian can make love."
+
+"I heard something of this before," rejoined Eudora; "but I did not know
+the particulars."
+
+"How could you have heard of it?" inquired Philothea, with an accent of
+strong surprise.
+
+"Alcibiades had a more eager curiosity than yourself," replied Eudora.
+"He soon ascertained the name of the lovely Canephorae that he saw in
+the Gardens of Urania; and he has never ceased importuning Aspasia,
+until you were persuaded to visit her house."
+
+The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with
+indignant crimson. "Was it for this purpose," she said, "that I was
+induced to yield my own sense of propriety to the solicitations of
+Pericles? It is ever thus, when we disobey the gods, to please mortals.
+How could I believe that any motive so harmless as idle curiosity
+induced that seductive and dangerous woman to urge me into her
+unhallowed presence?"
+
+"I marvelled at your courage in talking to her as you did," said Eudora.
+
+"Something within impelled me," replied Philothea, reverently;--"I did
+not speak from myself."
+
+Eudora remained in serious silence for a moment; and then said, "Can you
+tell me, Philothea, what you meant by saying you once heard the stars
+sing? Or is that one of those things concerning which you do not love to
+have me inquire?"
+
+The maiden replied: "As I sat at my grandfather's feet, near the statue
+of Phoebus in the portico, at early dawn, I heard music, of soft and
+various sounds, floating in the air; and I thought perchance it was the
+farewell hymn of the stars, or the harps of the Pleiades, mourning for
+their lost sister.--I had never spoken of it; but to-night I forgot the
+presence of all save Plato, when I heard him discourse so eloquently of
+music."
+
+"And were you as unhappy as you expected to be during this visit?"
+inquired her friend.
+
+"Some portions of the evening I enjoyed exceedingly," replied Philothea.
+"I could have listened to Plato and Tithonus, until I grew old in their
+presence. Their souls seem to move in glowing moonlight, as if
+surrounded by bright beings from a better world."
+
+Eudora looked thoughtfully in her friend's face. "It is strange," she
+said, "how closely you associate all earthly objects with things divine.
+I have heard Anaxagoras say that when you were a little child, you
+chased the fleeting sunshine through the fields, and called it the
+glittering wings of Phoebus Apollo, as he flew over the verdant earth.
+And still, dearest Philothea, your heart speaks the same language.
+Wherever you look, you see the shining of god-like wings. Just so you
+talked of the moonlight, the other evening. To Hipparete, that solemn
+radiance would have suggested no thought except that lamp-light was more
+favourable to the complexion; and Hermippus would merely have rejoiced
+in it, because it saved him the expense of an attendant and a torch, as
+he reeled home from his midnight revels. I seldom think of sacred
+subjects, except when I am listening to you; but they then seem so
+bright, so golden, so divine, that I marvel they ever appear to me like
+cold, dim shadows."
+
+"The flowers of the field are unlike, but each has a beauty of its own;
+and thus it is with human souls," replied Philothea.
+
+For a brief space there was silence. But Eudora, true to the restless
+vivacity of her character, soon seized her lyre, and carelessly touching
+the strings, she hummed one of Sappho's ardent songs:
+
+  "More happy than the gods is he,
+  Who soft reclining sits by thee;
+  His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles,
+  His eyes thy sweetly dimpled smiles.
+  This, this, alas! alarmed my breast,
+  And robbed me of my golden rest."
+
+Philothea interrupted her, by saying, "I should much rather hear
+something from the pure and tender-hearted Simonides."
+
+But the giddy damsel, instead of heeding her request, abruptly
+exclaimed, "Did you observe the sandals of Artaphernes sparkle as he
+walked? How richly Tithonus was dressed! Was it not a magnificent
+costume?"
+
+Philothea, smiling at her childish prattle, replied, "It was gorgeous,
+and well fancied; but I preferred Plato's simple robe, distinguished
+only by the fineness of its materials, and the tasteful adjustment of
+its folds."
+
+"I never saw a philosopher that dressed so well as Plato," said Eudora.
+
+"It is because he loves the beautiful, even in its minutest forms,"
+rejoined Philothea; "in that respect he is unlike the great master he
+reverences so highly."
+
+"Yes--men say it is a rare thing to meet either Socrates or his robe
+lately returned from the bath," observed Eudora; "yet, in those three
+beautiful statues, which Pericles has caused to be placed in the
+Propylaea, the philosopher has carved admirable drapery. He has clothed
+the Graces, though the Graces never clothed him. I wonder Aristophanes
+never thought of that jest. Notwithstanding his willingness to please
+the populace with the coarse wit current in the Agoras, I think it
+gratifies his equestrian pride to sneer at those who are too frugal to
+buy coloured robes, and fill the air with delicious perfumes as they
+pass. I know you seldom like the comic writers. What did you think of
+Hermippus?"
+
+"His countenance and his voice troubled me, like the presence of
+evil," answered Philothea. "I rejoiced that my grandfather withdrew with
+us, as soon as the goblet of the Good Genius passed round, and before he
+began to dance the indecent cordax."
+
+"He has a sarcastic, suspicious glance, that might sour the ripest
+grapes in Chios," rejoined Eudora. "The comic writers are over-jealous of
+Aspasia's preference to the tragic poets; and I suppose she permitted
+this visit to bribe his enmity; as ghosts are said to pacify Cerberus
+with a cake. But hark! I hear Geta unlocking the outer gate. Phidias has
+returned; and he likes to have no lamp burn later than his own. We must
+quickly prepare for rest; though I am as wakeful as the bird of Pallas."
+
+She began to unclasp her girdle, as she spoke, and something dropped
+upon the floor.
+
+Philothea was stooping to unlace her sandal, and she immediately picked
+it up.
+
+It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.
+
+Eudora took it with a deep blush, saying, "Aspasia gave it to me."
+
+Her friend looked very earnestly in her face for a moment, and sighed as
+she turned away. It was the first time she had ever doubted Eudora's
+truth.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+                     "Two several gates
+  Transmit those airy phantoms. One of horn,
+  And of sawn ivory one. Such dreams as pass
+  The gate of ivory, prove empty sounds;
+  While others, through the polished horn effused,
+  Whose eye soe'er they visit, never fail."
+                                           HOMER.
+
+
+The dwellings of Anaxagoras and Phidias were separated by a garden
+entirely sheltered from public observation. On three sides it was
+protected by the buildings, so as to form a hollow square; the remainder
+was screened by a high stone wall. This garden was adorned with statues
+and urns, among which bloomed many choice shrubs and flowers. The entire
+side of Anaxagoras' house was covered with a luxuriant grape-vine, which
+stretched itself out on the roof, as if enjoying the sunshine. The
+women's apartments communicated by a private avenue, which enabled the
+friends to see each other as conveniently as if they had formed one
+household.
+
+The morning after the conversation we have mentioned, Philothea rose
+early, and returned to her own dwelling. As she passed through the
+avenue, she looked into the garden, and smiled to see, suspended by a
+small cord thrown over the wall, a garland, fastened with a
+delicately-carved arrow, bearing the inscription--"To Eudora, the most
+beautiful, most beloved."
+
+Glad to assist in the work of reconciliation, she separated the wreath
+from the string, and carried it to her for whom it was intended.
+"Behold the offering of Philaemon!" she exclaimed, joyfully: "Dearest
+Eudora, beware how you estrange so true a heart."
+
+The handsome maiden received her flowers with evident delight, not
+unmingled with confusion; for she suspected that they came from a
+greater flatterer than Philaemon.
+
+Philothea returned to her usual avocations, with anxiety somewhat
+lessened by this trifling incident.
+
+Living in almost complete seclusion, the simple-hearted maiden was
+quite unconscious that the new customs, introduced by Aspasia, had
+rendered industry and frugality mere vulgar virtues, But the restraint
+of public opinion was unnecessary to keep her within the privacy of
+domestic life; for it was her own chosen home. She loved to prepare her
+grandfather's frugal repast of bread and grapes, and wild honey; to take
+care of his garments; to copy his manuscripts; and to direct the
+operations of Milza, a little Arcadian peasant girl, who was her only
+attendant. These duties, performed with cheerful alacrity, gave a fresh
+charm to the music and embroidery with which she employed her leisure
+hours.
+
+Anaxagoras was extremely attached to his lovely grandchild; and her
+great intellectual gifts, accompanied as they were by uncommon purity of
+character, had procured from him and his friends a degree of respect not
+usually bestowed upon women of that period. She was a most welcome
+auditor to the philosophers, poets, and artists, who were ever fond of
+gathering round the good old man; and when it was either necessary or
+proper to remain in her own apartment, there was the treasured wisdom of
+Thales, Pythagoras, Hesiod, Homer, Simonides, Ibycus, and Pindar. More
+than one of these precious volumes were transcribed entirely by her own
+hand.
+
+In the midst of such communion, her spirit drank freely from the
+fountains of sublime knowledge; which, "like the purest waters of the
+earth, can be obtained only by digging deep,--but when they are found,
+they rise up to meet us."
+
+The intense love of the beautiful, thus acquired, far from making the
+common occupations of life distasteful, threw over them a sort of poetic
+interest, as a richly painted window casts its own glowing colours on
+mere boards and stones. The higher regions of her mind were never
+obscured by the clouds of daily care; but thence descended perpetual
+sunshine, to gild the vapour.
+
+On this day, however, Philothea's mind was less serene than usual. The
+unaccountable change in Eudora's character perplexed and troubled her.
+When she parted from her to go into the Acropolis, she had left her as
+innocent and contented as a little child; and so proud and satisfied in
+Philaemon's love, that she deemed herself the happiest of all happy
+beings: at the close of six short months, she found her transformed into
+a vain, restless, ambitious woman, wild for distinction, and impatient
+of restraint.
+
+All this Philothea was disposed to pity and forgive; for she felt that
+frequent intercourse with Aspasia might have dazzled even a stronger
+mind, and changed a less susceptible heart. Her own diminished
+influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present
+views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her
+power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful.
+
+Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the
+favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her
+and confess all her anxieties. But Eudora came not, as she had ever been
+wont to do, in the intervals of household occupation; and this obvious
+neglect drove Philothea's kind impulses back upon her heart.
+
+Hylax, as he ran round the garden, barking and jumping at the birds in
+the air, instantly knew her voice, and came capering in, bounding up at
+her side, and licking her hand. The tears came to Philothea's eyes, as
+she stooped to caress the affectionate animal: "Poor Hylax," said she,
+"_you_ have not changed." She gathered some flowers, and twined them
+round the dog's neck, thinking this simple artifice might bring a visit
+from her friend.
+
+But the sun went down, and still she had not caught a glimpse of Eudora,
+even in the garden. Her affectionate anxiety was almost deepening into
+sadness, when Anaxagoras returned, accompanied by the Ethiopian boy.
+
+"I bring an offering from the munificent Tithonus," said the
+philosopher: "He came with my disciples to-day, and we have had much
+discourse together. To-morrow he departs from Athens; and he bade me say
+that he hoped his farewell gift would not be unacceptable to her whose
+voice made even Pindar's strains more majestic and divine."
+
+The boy uncovered an image he carried in his arms, and with low
+obeisance presented it to Philothea. It was a small statue of Urania,
+wrought in ivory and gold. The beautiful face was turned upward, as if
+regarding the heavens with quiet contemplation. A crown of golden
+planets encircled the head, and the scarf, enamelled with deep and vivid
+azure, likewise glowed with stars.
+
+Philothea smiled, as she glanced round the apartment, and said, "It is a
+humble shrine for a Muse so heavenly."
+
+"Honesty and innocence are fitter companions for the gods, than mere
+marble and gold," replied the philosopher.
+
+As a small indication of respect and gratitude, the maiden sent Tithonus
+a roll of papyrus, on which she had neatly copied Pindar's Odes; and the
+boy, haying received a few oboli for his trouble, returned charged with
+thanks and good wishes for his master.
+
+Philothea, spontaneously yielding to the old habit of enjoying
+everything with her friend, took the statue in her arms, and went
+directly to her room. Eudora was kind and cheerful, but strangely
+fluttered. She praised the beautiful image in the excessive terms of one
+who feels little, and is therefore afraid of not saying enough. Her mind
+was evidently disturbed with thoughts quite foreign to the subject of
+her conversation; but, making an effort at self-possession, she said, "I
+too have had a present: Artaphernes sent it because my voice reminded
+him of one he loved in his youth." She unfolded a roll of perfumed
+papyrus, and displayed a Persian veil of gold and silver tissue.
+Philothea pronounced it fit for the toilette of a queen; but frankly
+confessed that it was too gorgeous to suit her taste.
+
+At parting, she urged Eudora to share her apartment for the night. The
+maiden refused, under the pretext of illness; but when her friend
+offered to remain with her, she hastily replied that she should be much
+better alone.
+
+As Philothea passed through the sheltered avenue, she saw Milza
+apparently assisting Geta in cleansing some marbles; and thinking
+Phidias would be pleased with the statue, she asked Geta to convey it to
+his room. He replied, "My master has gone to visit a friend at Salamis,
+and will not return until morning." The maiden was much surprised that
+her friend had made no allusion to this circumstance; but she forbore to
+return and ask an explanation.
+
+Another subject attracted her attention and occupied some share of her
+thoughts. She had observed that Geta and Milza appeared much confused
+when she spoke to them. When she inquired what Geta had been saying, the
+pretty Arcadian, with an averted face, replied, "He called me to see a
+marble dog, barking as if he had life in him; only he did not make any
+noise."
+
+"Was that all Geta talked of?" said Philothea.
+
+"He asked me if I liked white kids," answered the blushing peasant.
+
+"And what did you tell him?" inquired the maiden.
+
+With a bashful mixture of simplicity and archness, the young damsel
+answered, "I told him I liked white kids very much."
+
+Philothea smiled, and asked no more questions. When she repeated this
+brief conversation to Anaxagoras, he heard it with affectionate interest
+in Milza's welfare, and promised to have a friendly talk with
+honest-hearted Geta.
+
+The wakefulness and excitement of the preceding night had been quite at
+variance with the tranquil regularity of Philothea's habits; and the
+slight repose, which she usually enjoyed in the afternoon, had been
+disturbed by her grandfather, who came to say that Paralus was with him,
+and wished to see her a few moments, before they went out to the Piraeus
+together. Being therefore unusually weary, both in body and mind, the
+maiden early retired to her couch; and with mingled thoughts of her
+lover and her friend, she soon fell into a profound sleep.
+
+She dreamed of being with Paralus in an olive grove, over the deep
+verdure of which shining white blossoms were spread, like a silver veil.
+Her lover played upon his flute, while she leaned against a tree and
+listened. Soon, the air was filled with a multitude of doves, flocking
+from every side; and the flapping of their wings kept time to the music.
+
+Then, suddenly, the scene changed to the garden of Phidias. The statues
+seemed to smile upon her, and the flowers looked up bright and cheerful,
+in an atmosphere more mild than the day, but warmer than the moon.
+Presently, one of the smiling statues became a living likeness of
+Eudora, and with delighted expression gazed earnestly on the ground.
+Philothea looked to see what excited her admiration--and lo! a large
+serpent, shining with green and gold, twisted itself among the flowers
+in manifold involutions; and wheresoever the beautiful viper glided,
+the blossoms became crisped and blackened, as if fire had passed over
+them. With a sudden spring the venomous creature coiled itself about
+Eudora's form, and its poisoned tongue seemed just ready to glance into
+her heart; yet still the maiden laughed merrily, heedless of her danger.
+
+Philothea awoke with a thrill of anguish; but thankful to realize that
+it was all a dream, she murmured a brief prayer, turned upon her couch,
+and soon yielded to the influence of extreme drowsiness.
+
+In her sleep, she seemed to be working at her embroidery; and Hylax came
+and tugged at her robe, until she followed him into the garden. There
+Eudora stood smiling, and the glittering serpent was again dancing
+before her.
+
+Disturbed by the recurrence of this unpleasant dream, the maiden
+remained awake for a considerable time, listening to the voices of her
+grandfather and his guests, which still came up with a murmuring sound
+from the room below. Gradually her senses were lulled into slumber; and
+again the same dream recurred to distress and waken her.
+
+Unable longer to resist the strength of her impressions, Philothea
+arose, and descending a few of the steps, which led to the lower part of
+the house, she looked into the garden, through one of the apertures that
+had been left in the wall for the admission of light. Behind a statue of
+Erato, she was sure that she saw coloured drapery floating in the
+moonlight. Moving on to the next aperture, she distinctly perceived
+Eudora standing by the statue; and instead of the graceful serpent,
+Alcibiades knelt before her. His attitude and gesture were impassioned;
+and though the expression of Eudora's countenance could not be seen,
+she was evidently giving him no ungracious audience.
+
+Philothea put her hand to her heart, which throbbed violently with
+painful emotion. Her first thought was to end this interview at all
+hazards; but she was of a timid nature; and when she had folded her robe
+and veil about her, her courage failed. Again she looked through the
+aperture and saw that the arm of Alcibiades rested on the shoulder of
+her misguided friend.
+
+Without taking time for a second thought, she sprang down the remaining
+steps, darted through the private avenue into the garden, and standing
+directly before the deluded girl, she exclaimed, in a tone of earnest
+expostulation, "Eudora!"
+
+With a half-suppressed scream, the maiden disappeared. Alcibiades, with
+characteristic boldness, seized Philothea's robe, exclaiming, "What have
+we here? So help me Aphrodite! it is the lovely Canephora of the
+gardens! Now Eros forsake me if I lose this chance to look on her
+heavenly face again."
+
+He attempted to raise the veil, which the terrified maiden grasped
+convulsively, as she tried to extricate herself from his hold.
+
+At that instant, a stern voice sounded from the opposite wall; and
+Philothea, profiting by the sudden surprise into which Alcibiades was
+thrown, darted through the avenue, bolted the door, and in an instant
+after was within the sanctuary of her own chamber.
+
+Here the tumult of mingled emotion subsided in a flood of tears. She
+mourned over the shameful infatuation of Eudora, and she acutely felt
+the degradation attached to her own accidental share in the scene. With
+these thoughts was mingled deep pity for the pure-minded and excellent
+Philaemon. She was sure that it was his voice she had heard from the
+wall; and she rightly conjectured that, after his prolonged interview
+with Anaxagoras, he had partly ascended the ladder leading to the
+house-top, and looked through the fluttering grape-leaves at the
+dwelling of his beloved.
+
+The agitation of her mind prevented all thoughts of sleep. Again and
+again she looked out anxiously. All was hushed and motionless. The
+garden reposed in the moonbeams, like truths, which receive no warmth
+from the heart--seen only in the clear, cold light of reason. The plants
+were visible, but colourless; and the statues stood immovable in their
+silent, lifeless beauty.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+  Persuasive is the voice of Vice,
+  That spreads the insidious snare.
+                            AESCHYLUS.
+
+
+Early the next morning, painful as the task was, Philothea went to
+Eudora's room; for she felt that if she ever hoped to save her, she must
+gain influence now.
+
+The maiden had risen from her couch, and was leaning her head on her
+hand, in an attitude of deep thought. She raised her eyes as Philothea
+entered, and her face was instantly suffused with the crimson flush of
+shame. She made no reply to the usual salutations of the morning, but
+with evident agitation twisted and untwisted some shreds that had fallen
+from her embroidery.
+
+For a moment her friend stood irresolute. She felt a strong impulse to
+put her arm around Eudora's neck and conjure her, even for her own sake,
+to be frank and confiding; but the scene in the garden returned to her
+memory, and she recoiled from her beloved companion, as from something
+polluted.
+
+Still ignorant how far the deluded girl was involved, she felt that the
+manner in which she deported herself toward her, might perhaps fix her
+destiny for good or evil. With a kind, but trembling voice, she said,
+"Eudora, will you tell me whether the interview I witnessed last night
+was an appointed one?"
+
+Eudora persevered in silence, but her agitation obviously increased.
+
+Her friend looked earnestly in her excited countenance for a moment,
+and then said, "Eudora, I do entreat you to tell me the whole truth in
+this matter."
+
+"I have not yet learned what right you have to inquire," replied the
+misguided maiden.
+
+Philothea's eyes were filled with tears, as she said, "Does the love we
+have felt for each other from our earliest childhood, give me no claim
+to your confidence? Had we ever a cake, or a bunch of grapes, of which
+one did not reserve for the other the largest and best portion? I well
+remember the day when you broke the little marble kid Phidias had given
+you. You fairly sobbed yourself to sleep in my lap, while I smoothed
+back the silky curls all wet with your tears, and sung my childish songs
+to please you. You came to me with all your infant troubles--and in our
+maturer years, have we not shared all our thoughts? Oh, still trust to
+the affection that never deceived you. Believe me, dear Eudora, you
+would not wish to conceal your purposes and actions from your earliest
+and best friend, unless you had an inward consciousness of something
+wrong. Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and
+wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what
+to do, it always cautions us what not to do. Have you not of late
+struggled against the warnings of this friendly spirit? Is it safe to
+contend with him, till his voice recedes, like music in the distance,
+and is heard no more?"
+
+She looked earnestly in Eudora's face for a moment, and perceiving that
+her feelings were somewhat softened, she added, "I will not again ask
+whether the meeting of last night was an appointed one; for you surely
+would repel the suspicion, if you could do so with truth. It is too
+evident that this insinuating man has fascinated you, as he already has
+done hundreds of others; and for the sake of his transient flattery, you
+have thrown away Philaemon's pure and constant love. Yet the passing
+notice of Alcibiades is a distinction you will share with half the
+maidens of Athens. When another new face attracts his fancy, you will be
+forgotten; but you cannot so easily forget your own folly. The friends
+you cast from you can never be regained; tranquillity of mind will
+return no more; conscious innocence, which makes the human countenance a
+tablet for the gods to write upon, can never be restored. And for what
+will you lose all this? Think for a moment what is the destiny of those
+women, who, following the steps of Aspasia, seek happiness in the homage
+paid to triumphant beauty--youth wasted in restless excitement, and old
+age embittered by the consciousness of deserved contempt. For this, are
+you willing to relinquish the happiness that attends a quiet discharge
+of duty, and the cheerful intercourse of true affection?"
+
+In a tone of offended pride, Eudora answered: "Philothea, if I were what
+you seem to believe me, your words would be appropriate; but I have
+never had any other thought than that of being the acknowledged wife of
+Alcibiades."
+
+"Has he then made you believe that he would divorce Hipparete?"
+
+"Yes--he has solemnly sworn it. Such a transaction would have nothing
+remarkable in it. Each revolving moon sees similar events occur in
+Athens. The wife of Pericles had a destiny like that of her namesake; of
+whom the poets write that she was beloved for awhile by Olympian Zeus,
+and afterward changed into a quail. Pericles promised Aspasia that he
+would divorce Asteria and marry her; and he has kept his word. Hipparete
+is not so very beautiful or gifted, as to make it improbable that
+Alcibiades might follow his example."
+
+"It is a relief to my heart," said Philothea, "to find that you have
+been deluded with hopes, which, however deceitful, render you
+comparatively innocent. But believe me, Eudora, Alcibiades will never
+divorce Hipparete. If he should do so, the law would compel him to
+return her magnificent dowry. Her connections have wealth and influence;
+and her brother Callias has promised that she shall be his heir. The
+paternal fortune of Alcibiades has all been expended, except his estate
+near Erchia; and this he knows full well is quite insufficient to
+support his luxury and pride."
+
+Eudora answered warmly, "If you knew Alcibiades, you would not suspect
+him of such sordid motives. He would throw money into the sea like dust,
+if it stood in the way of his affections."
+
+"I am well aware of his pompous wastefulness, when he wishes to purchase
+popularity by lavish expenditure," replied Philothea. "But Alcibiades
+has found hearts a cheap commodity, and he will not buy with drachmae,
+what he can so easily obtain by flattery. Your own heart, I believe, is
+not really touched. Your imagination is dazzled with his splendid
+chariots of ivory inlaid with silver; his unrivalled stud of Phasian
+horses; his harnesses of glittering brass; the golden armour which he
+loves to display at festivals; his richly-coloured garments, fresh from
+the looms of Sardis, and redolent with the perfumes of the East. You are
+proud of his notice, because you see that other maidens are flattered by
+it; because his statue stands among the Olympionicae, in the sacred
+groves of Zeus, and because all Athens rings with the praises of his
+beauty, his gracefulness, his magnificence, and his generosity."
+
+"I am not so weak as your words imply," rejoined Eudora. "I believe that
+I love Alcibiades better than I ever loved Philaemon; and if the consent
+of Phidias can be obtained, I cannot see why you should object to our
+marriage."
+
+For a few moments, Philothea remained in hopeless silence; then, in a
+tone of tender expostulation, she continued: "Eudora, I would the power
+were given me to open your eyes before it is too late! If Hipparete be
+not beautiful, she certainly is not unpleasing; her connections have
+high rank and great wealth; she is virtuous and affectionate, and the
+mother of his children. If, with all these claims, she can be so lightly
+turned away for the sake of a lovelier face, what can you expect, when
+your beauty no longer has the charm of novelty? You, who have neither
+wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious
+man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why
+does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?"
+
+"It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for
+Philaemon," replied Eudora; "but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him
+to consult our wishes. I know, better than you possibly can, what
+reasons I have to trust the strength of his affection. Aspasia says she
+has never seen him so deeply in love as he is now."
+
+"It is as I feared," said Philothea; "the voice of that siren is luring
+you to destruction."
+
+Eudora answered, in an angry tone, "I love Aspasia; and it offends me to
+hear her spoken of in this manner. If you are content to be a slave,
+like the other Grecian women, who bring water and grind corn for their
+masters, I have no objection. I have a spirit within me that demands a
+wider field of action, and I enjoy the freedom that reigns in Aspasia's
+house. Alcibiades says he does not blame women for not liking to be shut
+up within four walls all their life-time, ashamed to show their faces
+like other mortals."
+
+Quietly, but sadly, Philothea replied: "Farewell, Eudora. May the powers
+that guide our destiny, preserve you from any real cause for shame. You
+are now living in Calypso's island; and divine beings alone can save you
+from the power of her enchantments."
+
+Eudora made no response, and did not even raise her eyes, as her
+companion left the apartment.
+
+As Philothea passed through the garden, she saw Milza standing in the
+shadow of the vines, feeding a kid with some flowers she held in her
+hand, while Geta was fastening a crimson cord about its neck. A glad
+influence passed from this innocent group into the maiden's heart, like
+the glance of a sunbeam over a dreary landscape.
+
+"Is the kid yours, Milza?" she asked, with an affectionate smile.
+
+The happy little peasant raised her eyes with an arch expression, but
+instantly lowered them again, covered with blushes. It was a look that
+told all the secrets of her young heart more eloquently than language.
+
+Philothea had drank freely from those abundant fountains of joy in the
+human soul, which remain hidden till love reveals their existence, as
+secret springs are said to be discovered by a magic wand. With
+affectionate sympathy she placed her hand gently on Milza's head, and
+said, "Be good--and the gods will ever provide friends for you."
+
+The humble lovers gazed after her with a blessing in their eyes; and in
+the consciousness of this, her meek spirit found a solace for the wounds
+Eudora had given.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+  O Zeus! why hast thou given us certain proof
+  To know adulterate gold, but stamped no mark,
+  Where it is needed most, on man's base metal?
+                                       EURIPIDES.
+
+
+When Philothea returned to her grandfather's apartment, she found the
+good old man with an open tablet before him, and the remainder of a rich
+cluster of grapes lying on a shell by his side.
+
+"I have wanted you, my child," said he, "Have you heard the news all
+Athens is talking of, that you sought your friend so early in the day?
+You are not wont to be so eager to carry tidings."
+
+"I have not heard the rumours whereof you speak," replied Philothea.
+"What is it, my father?"
+
+"Hipparete went from Aspasia's house to her brother Callias, instead of
+the dwelling of her husband," rejoined Anaxagoras: "by his advice she
+refused to return; and she yesterday appealed to the archons for a
+divorce from Alcibiades, on the plea of his notorious profligacy.
+Alcibiades, hearing of this, rushed into the assembly, with his usual
+boldness, seized his wife in his arms, carried her through the crowd,
+and locked her up in her own apartment. No man ventured to interfere
+with this lawful exercise of his authority. It is rumoured that
+Hipparete particularly accused him of promising marriage to Electra the
+Corinthian, and Eudora, of the household of Phidias."
+
+For the first time in her life, Philothea turned away her face, to
+conceal its expression, while she inquired in a tremulous tone whether
+these facts had been told to Philaemon, the preceding evening.
+
+"Some of the guests were speaking of it when he entered," replied
+Anaxagoras; "but no one alluded to it in his presence. Perhaps he had
+heard the rumour, for he seemed sad and disquieted, and joined little in
+the conversation."
+
+Embarrassed by the questions which her grandfather was naturally
+disposed to ask, Philothea briefly confessed that a singular change had
+taken place in Eudora's character, and begged permission to silent on a
+subject so painful to her feelings. She felt strongly inclined to return
+immediately to her deluded friend; but the hopelessness induced by her
+recent conversation, combined with the necessity of superintending Milza
+in some of her household occupations, occasioned a few hours' delay.
+
+As she attempted to cross the garden for that purpose, she saw Eudora
+enter hastily by the private gate, and pass to her own apartment.
+Philothea instantly followed her, and found that she had thrown herself
+on the couch, sobbing violently. She put her arms about her neck, and
+affectionately inquired the cause of her distress.
+
+For a long time the poor girl resisted every soothing effort, and
+continued to weep bitterly. At last, in a voice stifled with sobs, she
+said, "I was indeed deceived; and you, Philothea, was my truest friend;
+as you have always been."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden imprinted a kiss upon her hand, and asked
+whether it was Hipparete's appeal to the archons, that had so suddenly
+convinced her of the falsehood of Alcibiades.
+
+"I have heard it all," replied Eudora, with a deep blush; "and I have
+heard my name coupled with epithets never to be repeated to your pure
+ears. I was so infatuated that, after you left me this morning, I sought
+the counsels of Aspasia, to strengthen me in the course I had determined
+to pursue. As I approached her apartment, the voice of Alcibiades met my
+ear. I stopped and listened. I heard him exult in his triumph over
+Hipparete; I heard my name joined with Electra, the wanton Corinthian. I
+heard him boast how easily our affections had been won; I heard--"
+
+She paused for a few moments, with a look of intense shame, and the
+tears fell fast upon her robe.
+
+In gentle tones Philothea said, "These are precious tears, Eudora. They
+will prove like spring-showers, bringing forth fragrant blossoms."
+
+With sudden impulse, the contrite maiden threw her arms around her neck,
+saying, in a subdued voice, "You must not be so kind to me--it will
+break my heart."
+
+By degrees the placid influence of her friend calmed her perturbed
+spirit. "Philothea," she said, "I promise with solemn earnestness to
+tell you every action of my life, and every thought of my soul; but
+never ask me to repeat all I heard at Aspasia's dwelling. The words went
+through my heart like poisoned arrows."
+
+"Nay," replied Philothea, smiling; "they have healed, not poisoned."
+
+Eudora sighed, as she added, "When I came away, in anger and in shame, I
+heard that false man singing in mockery:
+
+  "Count me on the summer trees
+  Every leaf that courts the breeze;
+  Count me on the foamy deep
+  Every wave that sinks to sleep;
+  Then when you have numbered these,
+  Billowy tides and leafy trees,
+  Count me all the flames I prove,
+  All the gentle nymphs I love."
+
+Philothea, how could you, who are so pure yourself, see so much clearer
+than I did the treachery of that bad man?"
+
+The maiden replied, "Mortals, without the aid of experience, would
+always be aware of the presence of evil, if they sought to put away the
+love of it in their own hearts, and in silent obedience listened to the
+voice of their guiding spirit. Flowers feel the approach of storms, and
+birds need none to teach them the enmity of serpents. This knowledge is
+given to them as perpetually as the sunshine; and they receive it fully,
+because their little lives are all obedience and love."
+
+"Then, dearest Philothea, you may well know when evil approaches. By
+some mysterious power you have ever known my heart better than I myself
+have known it. I now perceive that you told me the truth when you said I
+was not blinded by love, but by foolish pride. If it were not so, my
+feelings could not so easily have turned to hatred. I have more than
+once tried to deceive you, but you will feel that I am not now speaking
+falsely. The interview you witnessed was the first and only one I ever
+granted to Alcibiades."
+
+Philothea freely expressed her belief in this assertion, and her joy
+that the real character of the graceful hypocrite had so soon been made
+manifest. Her thoughts turned towards Philaemon; but certain
+recollections restrained the utterance of his name. They were both
+silent for a few moments; and Eudora's countenance was troubled. She
+looked up earnestly in her friend's face, but instantly turned away her
+eyes, and fixing them on the ground, said, in a low and timid voice, "Do
+you think Philaemon can ever love me again?"
+
+Philothea felt painfully embarrassed; for when she recollected how
+deeply Philaemon was enamoured of purity in women, she dared not answer
+in the language of hope.
+
+While she yet hesitated, Dione came to say that her master required the
+attendance of Eudora alone in his apartment.
+
+Phidias had always exacted implicit obedience from his household, and
+Eudora's gratitude towards him had ever been mingled with fear. The
+consciousness of recent misconduct filled her with extreme dread. Her
+countenance became deadly pale, as she turned toward her friend, and
+said, "Oh, Philothea, go with me."
+
+The firm-hearted maiden took her arm gently within her own, and
+whispered, "Speak the truth, and trust in the Divine Powers."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+  Thus it is; I have made those
+  Averse to me whom nature formed my friends;
+  Those, who from me deserved no ill, to win
+  Thy grace, I gave just cause to be my foes;
+  And thou, most vile of men, thou hast betrayed me.
+                                            EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Phidias was alone, with a large unfinished drawing before him, on a
+waxen tablet. Various groups of statues were about the room; among which
+was conspicuous the beautiful workmanship of Myron, representing a
+kneeling Paris offering the golden apple to Aphrodite; and by a mode of
+flattery common with Athenian artists, the graceful youth bore the
+features of Alcibiades. Near this group was Hera and Pallas, from the
+hand of Phidias; characterized by a severe majesty of expression, as
+they looked toward Paris and his voluptuous goddess in quiet scorn.
+
+Stern displeasure was visible in the countenance of the great sculptor.
+As the maidens entered, with their faces covered, he looked up, and said
+coldly, "I bade that daughter of unknown parents come into my presence
+unattended."
+
+Eudora keenly felt the reproach implied by the suppression of her name,
+which Phidias deemed she had dishonoured; and the tremulous motion of
+her veil betrayed her agitation.
+
+Philothea spoke in a mild, but firm voice: "Son of Charmides, by the
+friendship of my father, I conjure you do not require me to forsake
+Eudora in this hour of great distress."
+
+In a softened tone, Phidias replied: "The daughter of Alcimenes knows
+that for his sake, and for the sake of her own gentle nature, I can
+refuse her nothing."
+
+"I give thee thanks," rejoined the maiden, "and relying on this
+assurance, I will venture to plead for this helpless orphan, whom the
+gods committed to thy charge. The counsels of Aspasia have led her into
+error; and is the son of Charmides blameless, for bringing one so young
+within the influence of that seductive woman?"
+
+After a short pause, Phidias answered: "Philothea, it is true that my
+pride in her gift of sweet sounds first brought her into the presence of
+that bad and dangerous man; it was contrary to Philaemon's wishes, too;
+and in this I have erred. If that giddy damsel can tell me the meeting
+in the garden was not by her own consent, I will again restore her to my
+confidence. Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?"
+
+Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have
+sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend.
+
+Philothea, pitying her distress, said, "Son of Charmides, I do not
+believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but
+remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by
+falsehood. Alcibiades has had no other interview than that one, of which
+the divine Phoebus sent a messenger to warn me in my sleep. For that
+fault, the deluded maiden has already suffered a bitter portion of shame
+and grief."
+
+After a short silence, Phidias spoke: "Eudora, when I called you
+hither, it was with the determination of sending you to the temple of
+Castor and Polydeuces, there to be offered for sale to your paramour,
+who has already tried, in a secret way, to purchase you, by the
+negociation of powerful friends; but Philothea has not pleaded for you
+in vain. I will not punish your fault so severely as Alcibiades ventured
+to hope. You shall remain under my protection. But from henceforth you
+must never leave your own apartment, without my express permission,
+which will not soon be granted. I dare not trust your sudden repentance;
+and shall therefore order a mastiff to be chained to your door. Dione
+will bring you bread and water only. If you fail in obedience, the fate
+I first intended will assuredly be yours, without time given for
+expostulation. Now go to the room that opens into the garden; and there
+remain, till I send Dione to conduct you to your own apartment."
+
+Eudora was so completely humbled, that these harsh words aroused no
+feeling of offended pride. Her heart was too full for utterance; and her
+eyes so blinded with tears, that, as she turned to leave the apartment,
+she frequently stumbled over the scattered fragments of marble.
+
+It was a day of severe trials for the poor maiden. They had remained but
+a short time waiting for Dione, when Philaemon entered, conducted by
+Phidias, who immediately left the apartment. Eudora instantly bowed her
+head upon the couch, and covered her face with her hands.
+
+In a voice tremulous with emotion, the young man said, "Eudora,
+notwithstanding the bitter recollection of where I last saw you, I have
+earnestly wished to see you once more--to hear from your own lips
+whether the interview I witnessed in the garden was by your own
+appointment. Although many things in your late conduct have surprised
+and grieved me, I am slow to believe that you could have taken a step so
+unmaidenly; particularly at this time, when it has pleased the gods to
+load me with misfortunes. By the affection I once cherished, I entreat
+you to tell me whether that meeting was unexpected."
+
+He waited in vain for any other answer than audible sobs. After a slight
+pause, he continued: "Eudora, I wait for a reply more positive than
+silence. Let me hear from your own lips the words that must decide my
+destiny. Perchance it is the last favour I shall ever ask."
+
+The repentant maiden, without looking up, answered, in broken accents,
+"Philaemon, I will not add deceit to other wrongs, I must speak the
+truth, if my heart is broken. I did consent to that interview."
+
+The young man bowed his head in silent anguish against one of the
+pillars--his breast heaved, and his lips quivered. After a hard struggle
+with himself, he said, "Farewell, Eudora. I shall never again intrude
+upon your presence. Many will flatter you; but none will love you as I
+have loved."
+
+With a faint shriek, Eudora sprung forward, and threw herself at his
+feet. She would have clasped his knees, but he involuntarily recoiled
+from her touch, and gathered the folds of his robe about him.
+
+Then the arrow entered deeply into her heart, She rested her burning
+forehead against the marble pillar, and said, in tones of agonized
+entreaty, "I never met him but once."
+
+Philothea, who during this scene had wept like an infant, laid her hand
+beseechingly on his arm, and added, "Son of Chaerilaues, remember that
+was the only interview."
+
+Philaemon shook his head mournfully, as he replied, "But I cannot forget
+that it was an appointed one.--We can never meet again."
+
+He turned hastily to leave the room; but lingered on the threshold, and
+looked back upon Eudora with an expression of unutterable sadness.
+
+Philothea perceived the countenance of her unhappy friend grow rigid
+beneath his gaze. She hastened to raise her from the ground whereon she
+knelt, and received her senseless in her arms.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+  Fare thee well, perfidious maid!
+  My soul,--its fondest hopes betrayed,
+  Betrayed, perfidious girl, by thee,--
+  Is now on wing for liberty.
+  I fly to seek a kindlier sphere,
+  Since thou hast ceased to love me here.
+                                  ANACREON.
+
+
+Not long after the parting interview with Eudora, Philaemon, sad and
+solitary, slowly wended his way from Athens. As he passed along the
+banks of the Illyssus, he paused for a moment, and stood with folded
+arms, before the chaste and beautiful little temple of Agrotera, the
+huntress with the unerring bow.
+
+The temple was shaded by lofty plane trees, and thickly intertwined
+willows, among which transparent rivulets glided in quiet beauty; while
+the marble nymphs, with which the grove was adorned, looked modestly
+down upon the sparkling waters, as if awe-stricken by the presence of
+their sylvan goddess.
+
+A well-known voice said, "Enter Philaemon. It is a beautiful retreat. The
+soft verdant grass tempts to repose; a gentle breeze brings fragrance
+from the blossoms; and the grasshoppers are chirping with a summer-like
+and sonorous sound. Enter, my son."
+
+"Thanks, Anaxagoras," replied Philaemon, as he moved forward to give and
+receive the cordial salutation of his friend: "I have scarcely travelled
+far enough to need repose; but the day is sultry, and this balmy air is
+indeed refreshing."
+
+"Whither leads your path, my son?" inquired the good old man. "I
+perceive that no servant follows you with a seat whereon to rest, when
+you wish to enjoy the prospect, and your garments are girded about you,
+like one who travels afar."
+
+"I seek Mount Hymettus, my father," replied Philaemon: "There I shall
+stop to-night, to take my last look of Athens. To-morrow, I join a
+company on their way to Persia; where they say Athenian learning is
+eagerly sought by the Great King and his nobles."
+
+"And would you have left Athens without my blessing?" inquired
+Anaxagoras.
+
+"In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting," rejoined
+Philaemon. "Not even my beloved Paralus is aware that the homeless
+outcast of ungrateful Athens has left her walls forever."
+
+The aged philosopher endeavoured to speak, but his voice was tremulous
+with emotion. After a short pause, he put his arm within Philaemon's, and
+said, "My son, we will journey together. I shall easily find my way back
+to Athens before the lamps of evening are lighted."
+
+The young man spoke of the wearisome walk; and reminded him that Ibycus,
+the beloved of the gods, was murdered while returning to the city after
+twilight. But the philosopher replied, "My old limbs are used to
+fatigue, and everybody knows that the plain robe of Anaxagoras conceals
+no gold."
+
+As they passed along through the smiling fields of Agra, the
+cheerfulness of the scene redoubled the despondency of the exile. Troops
+of laughing girls were returning from the vineyards with baskets full
+of grapes; women were grinding corn, singing merrily, as they toiled;
+groups of boys were throwing quoits, or seated on the grass eagerly
+playing at dice, and anon filling the air with their shouts; in one
+place was a rural procession in honour of Dionysus; in another, loads of
+pure Pentelic marble were on their way from the quarry, to increase the
+architectural glory of Athens.
+
+"I could almost envy that senseless stone!" exclaimed Philaemon. "It goes
+where I have spent many a happy hour, and where I shall never enter
+more. It is destined for the Temple of the Muses, which Plato is causing
+to be built among the olive-groves of Academus. The model is more
+beautifully simple than anything I have ever seen."
+
+"The grove of Academus is one of the few places now remaining where
+virtue is really taught and encouraged," rejoined Anaxagoras. "As for
+these new teachers, misnamed philosophers, they are rapidly hastening
+the decay of a state whose diseases produced them."
+
+"A few days since, I heard one of the sophists talking to crowds of
+people in the old Agora," said Philaemon; "and truly his doctrines
+formed a strange contrast with the severe simplicity of virtue expressed
+in the countenances of Solon, Aristides, and the other god-like statues
+that stood around him. He told the populace that it was unquestionably a
+great blessing to commit an injury with impunity; but as there was more
+evil in suffering an injury than there was good in committing one, it
+was necessary to have the subject regulated by laws: that justice,
+correctly defined, meant nothing more than the interest of the
+strongest; that a just man always fared worse than the unjust, because
+he neglected to aggrandize himself by dishonest actions, and thus became
+unpopular among his acquaintances; while those who were less scrupulous,
+grew rich and were flattered. He said the weak very naturally considered
+justice as a common right; but he who had power, if he had likewise
+courage, would never submit to any such agreement: that they who praised
+virtue, did it because they had some object to gain from those who had
+less philosophy than themselves; and these pretended worthies, if they
+could act invisibly, would soon be found in the same path with the
+villain. He called rhetoric the noblest of the arts, because it enabled
+an ignorant man to appear to know as much as one who was thoroughly
+master of his subject. Some of the people demanded what he had to say of
+the gods, since he had spoken so ably of men. With an unpleasant mixture
+of derision and feigned humility, the sophist replied, that he left such
+vast subjects to be discussed by the immortal Socrates. He forthwith
+left the Agora, and many a loud laugh and profane jest followed his
+departure. When such doctrines can be uttered without exciting
+indignation, it is easy to foresee the destinies of the state."
+
+"Thucydides speaks truly," rejoined Anaxagoras: "In the history he is
+writing, he says,--The Athenian people are beginning to be more fond of
+calling dishonest men able, than simple men honest; and that statesmen
+begin to be ashamed of the more worthy title, while they take pride in
+the other: thus sincerity, of which there is much in generous natures,
+will be laughed down; while wickedness and hypocrisy are everywhere
+triumphant."
+
+"But evil grows weary of wearing a mask in reluctant homage to good,"
+replied Philaemon; "she is ever seeking to push it aside, with the hope
+that men may become accustomed to her face, and find more beauty
+therein, than in the disguise she wears. The hidden thought at last
+struggles forth into expression, and cherished passions assume a form in
+action. One of the sophists has already given notice that he can teach
+any young man how to prove that right is wrong, or wrong is right. It is
+said that Xanthippus has sent his son to benefit by these instructions,
+with a request that he may learn the art thoroughly, but be taught to
+use it only in the right way."
+
+"Your words are truth, my son," answered the philosopher; "and the blame
+should rest on those who taint the stream at its source, rather than
+with them who thoughtlessly drink of it in its wanderings. The great and
+the gifted of Athens, instead of yielding reverent obedience to the
+unchangeable principle of truth, have sought to make it the servant of
+their own purposes. Forgetful of its eternal nature, they strive to
+change it into arbitrary forms of their own creating; and then marvel
+because other minds present it in forms more gross and disgusting than
+their own. They do not ask what is just or unjust, true or untrue, but
+content themselves with recommending virtue, as far as it advances
+interest, or contributes to popularity; and when virtue ceases to be
+fashionable, the multitude can no longer find a satisfactory reason for
+adhering to it. But when the teachers of the populace hear their vulgar
+pupils boldly declare that vice is as good as virtue, provided a man can
+follow it with success, pride prevents them from seeing that this maxim
+is one of their own doctrines stripped of its equestrian robes, and
+shown in democratic plainness. They did not venture to deride the gods,
+or even to assert that they took no cognizance of human affairs; but
+they declared that offences against divine beings might be easily atoned
+for by a trifling portion of their own gifts--a sheep, a basket of
+fruit, or a few grains of salt, offered at stated seasons, with becoming
+decorum; and then when alone together, they smiled that such concessions
+were necessary to satisfy the superstitions of the vulgar. But disbelief
+in divine beings, and the eternal nature of truth, cannot long be
+concealed by pouring the usual libations, or maintaining a cautious
+reserve. The whispered opinions of false philosophers will soon be
+loudly echoed by the popular voice, which is less timid, because it is
+more honest. Even thus did Midas laboriously conceal the deformity of
+his head; but his barber, who saw him without disguise, whispered his
+secret in the earth, and when the winds arose, the voices of a thousand
+reeds proclaimed to the world, 'King Midas hath ass's ears.'"
+
+"The secret has already been whispered to the ground," answered
+Philaemon, smiling: "If it were not so, the comic writers would not be
+able to give with impunity such grotesque and disgusting representations
+of the gods."
+
+"And yet," rejoined the old man, "I hear that Hermippus, who has himself
+personified Hera on the stage, as an angry woman attempting to strike
+infuriated Zeus, is about to arraign me before the public tribunal,
+because I said the sun was merely a great ball of fire. This he
+construes into blasphemy against the life-giving Phoebus."
+
+"The accusation may be thus worded," said Philaemon; "but your real crime
+is that you stay away from political assemblies, and are therefore
+suspected of being unfriendly to democratic institutions. Demos
+reluctantly admits that the right to hold such opinions is an inherent
+part of liberty. Soothe the vanity of the dicasts by humble
+acknowledgments, and gratify their avarice by a plentiful distribution
+of drachmae; flatter the self-conceit of the Athenians, by assurances
+that they are the greatest, most glorious, and most consistent people
+upon earth; be careful that Cleon the tanner, and Thearion the baker,
+and Theophrastus the maker of lyres, are supplicated and praised in due
+form--and, take my word for it, the gods will be left to punish you for
+whatever offences you commit against them. They will receive no
+assistance from the violet-crowned city."
+
+"And you, my son," replied the philosopher, "would never have been
+exiled from Athens, if you had debated in the porticos with young
+citizens, who love to exhibit their own skill in deciding whether the
+true cause of the Trojan war were Helen, or the ship that carried her
+away, or the man that built the ship, or the wood whereof it was made;
+if in your style you had imitated the swelling pomp of Isagoras, where
+one solitary idea is rolled over and over in an ocean of words, like a
+small pearl tossed about in the AEgean; if you had supped with
+Hyperbolus, or been seen in the agoras, walking arm in arm with Cleon.
+With such a man as you to head their party, Pericles could not always
+retain the ascendancy, by a more adroit use of their own weapons."
+
+"As soon would I league myself with the Odomantians of Thrace!"
+exclaimed Philaemon, with an expression of strong disgust. "It is such
+men who destroy the innocence of a republic, and cause that sacred name
+to become a mockery among tyrants. The mean-souled wretches! Men who
+take from the poor daily interest for a drachma, and spend it in
+debauchery. Citizens who applauded Pericles because he gave them an
+obolus for a vote, and are now willing to see him superseded by any man
+that will give two oboli instead of one! No, my father--I could unite
+with none but an honest party--men who love the state and forget
+themselves; and such are not now found in Athens. The few that exist
+dare not form a barrier against the powerful current that would
+inevitably drive them to destruction."
+
+"You speak truth, Philaemon," rejoined Anaxagoras: "Pallas Athenae seems
+to have deserted her chosen people. The proud Spartans openly laugh at
+our approaching downfall, while the smooth Persians watch for a
+favourable moment to destroy the freedom already rendered so weak by its
+own insanity."
+
+"The fault will be attributed to democratic principles," said Philaemon;
+"but the real difficulty exists in that love of power which hides itself
+beneath the mask of Democracy, until a corrupted public can endure its
+undisguised features without execration. No one can believe that
+Pericles lessened the power of the Areopagus from a sincere conviction
+that it was for the good of the people. It was done to obtain personal
+influence, by purchasing the favour of those who had sufficient reasons
+for desiring a less equitable tribunal. Nor could he have ever supposed
+that the interests of the republic would be advanced by men whom the
+gift of an obolus could induce to vote. The Athenians have been spoiled
+by ambitious demagogues, who now try to surfeit them with flattery, as
+nurses seek to pacify noisy children with sponges dipped in honey. They
+strive to drown the din of domestic discord in boasts of foreign
+conquests; and seek to hide corruption in a blaze of glory, as they
+concealed their frauds amid the flames of the treasury."
+
+"Pericles no doubt owes his great popularity to skill in availing
+himself of existing circumstances," replied Anaxagoras; "and I am afraid
+that the same motives for corrupting, and the same willingness to be
+corrupted, will always be found in democratic institutions."
+
+"It has always been matter of surprise to me," said Philaemon, "that one
+so humble and frugal as yourself, and so zealous for the equal rights of
+all men, even the meanest citizens, should yet be so little friendly to
+that popular idol which the Athenians call Demos."
+
+The philosopher rejoined: "When I was young, I heard it said of
+Lycurgus, that being asked why he, who was such a friend to equality,
+did not bestow a democratic government upon Sparta, he answered: "Go and
+try a democracy in your own house." The reply pleased me; and a long
+residence in Athens has not yet taught me to believe that a man who is
+governed by ten thousand masters has more freedom than he who is
+governed by one."
+
+"If kings had the same natural affection for their subjects that parents
+have for their children, the comparison of Lycurgus would be just,"
+answered Philaemon.
+
+"And what think you of the paternal kindness of this republican decree
+whereby five thousand citizens have been sold into slavery, because the
+unjust confiscation of their estates rendered them unable to pay their
+debts?" said Anaxagoras.
+
+"Such an edict was passed because Athens is _not_ a republic," replied
+Philaemon. "All things are under the control of Pericles; and Aspasia
+rules him. When she heard that I remonstrated against his shameful
+marriage, she said she would sooner or later bring a Trojan horse into
+my house. She has fulfilled her threat by the same means that enabled
+Pericles to destroy the political power of some of his most influential
+enemies."
+
+"Pericles has indeed obtained unbounded influence," rejoined Anaxagoras;
+"but he did it by counterfeiting the very principle that needed to be
+checked; and this is so easily counterfeited, that democracy is always
+in danger of becoming tyranny in disguise. The Athenians are as servile
+to their popular idol, as the Persians to their hereditary one; but the
+popular idol seeks to sustain his power by ministering to that love of
+change, which allows nothing to remain sacred and established. Hence,
+two opposite evils are combined in action--the reality of despotism
+with the form of democracy; the power of a tyrant with the
+irresponsibility of a multitude. But, in judging of Pericles, you, my
+son, should strive to guard against political enmity, as I do against
+personal affection. It cannot be denied that he has often made good use
+of his influence. When Cimon brought the remains of Theseus to Athens,
+and a temple was erected over them in obedience to the oracle, it was he
+who suggested to the people that a hero celebrated for relieving the
+oppressed could not be honoured more appropriately than by making his
+temple a refuge for abused slaves."
+
+"Friendly as I am to a government truly republican," answered Philaemon,
+"it is indeed difficult to forgive the man who seduces a democracy to
+the commission of suicide, for his own advancement. His great abilities
+would receive my admiration, if they were not employed in the service of
+ambition. As for this new edict, it will prove a rebounding arrow,
+striking him who sent it. He will find ten enemies for one in the
+kindred of the banished."
+
+"While we have been talking thus sadly," said the old philosopher, "the
+fragrant thyme and murmuring bees give cheerful notice that we are
+approaching Mount Hymettus. I see the worthy peasant, Tellus, from whom
+I have often received refreshment of bread and grapes; and if it please
+you we will share his bounty now."
+
+The peasant respectfully returned their friendly greeting, and readily
+furnished clusters from his luxuriant vineyard. As the travellers seated
+themselves beneath the shelter of the vines, Tellus asked, "What news
+from Athens?"
+
+"None of importance," replied Anaxagoras, "excepting rumours of
+approaching war, and this new edict, by which so many citizens are
+suddenly reduced to poverty."
+
+"There are always those in Athens who are like the eel-catchers, that
+choose to have the waters troubled," observed the peasant. "When the lake
+is still, they lose their labour; but when the mud is well stirred, they
+take eels in plenty. My son says he gets twelve oboli for a conger-eel,
+in the Athenian markets; and that is a goodly price."
+
+The travellers smiled, and contented themselves with praising his
+grapes, without further allusion to the politics of Athens. But Tellus
+resumed the discourse, by saying, "So, I hear my old neighbour,
+Philargus, has been tried for idleness."
+
+"Even so," rejoined Anaxagoras; "and his condemnation has proved the
+best luck he ever had. The severe sentence of death was changed into a
+heavy fine; and Lysidas, the Spartan, immediately begged to be
+introduced to him, as the only gentleman he had seen or heard of in
+Athens. He has paid the fine for him, and invited him to Lacedaemon;
+that he may show his proud countrymen one Athenian who does not disgrace
+himself by industry."
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them," said Tellus. "My boy
+married a Spartan wife, and I can assure you she is a woman that looks
+lightning, and speaks mustard. When my son first told her to take the
+fish from his basket, she answered angrily, that she was no Helot."
+
+"I heard this same Lysidas, the other day," said Philaemon, "boasting
+that the Spartans were the only real freemen; and Lacedaemon the only
+place where courage and virtue always found a sure reward. I asked him
+what reward the Helots had for bravery or virtue. 'They are not
+scourged; and that is sufficient reward for the base hounds,' was his
+contemptuous reply. He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow
+freedom on their slaves; and likes the custom which permits boys to whip
+them, merely to remind them of their bondage. He ridicules the idea that
+injustice will weaken the strength of Sparta, because the gods are
+enemies to injustice. He says the sun of liberty shines brighter with
+the dark atmosphere of slavery around it; as temperance seems more
+lovely to the Spartan youth, after they have seen the Helots made
+beastly drunk for their amusement. He seems to forget that the passions
+are the same in every human breast; and that it is never wise in any
+state to create natural enemies at her own doors. But the Lacedaemonians
+make it a rule never to speak of danger from their slaves. They remind
+me of the citizens of Amyclae, who, having been called from their
+occupations by frequent rumours of war, passed a vote that no man should
+be allowed, under heavy penalties, to believe any report of intended
+invasion. When the enemy really came, no man dared to speak of their
+approach, and Amyclae was easily conquered. Lysidas boasted of salutary
+cruelty; and in the same breath told me the Helots loved their masters."
+
+"As the Spartan boys love Orthia, at whose altar they yearly receive a
+bloody whipping," said Tellus, laughing.
+
+"There is one great mistake in Lacedaemonian institutions," observed
+Anaxagoras: "They seek to avoid the degrading love of money, by placing
+every citizen above the necessity of laborious occupation; but they
+forget that the love of tyranny may prove an evil still more dangerous
+to the state."
+
+"You speak justly, my father," answered Philaemon: "The Athenian law,
+which condemns any man for speaking disrespectfully of his neighbour's
+trade, is most wise; and it augurs ill for Athens that some of her young
+equestrians begin to think it unbecoming to bring home provisions for
+their own dinner from the agoras."
+
+"Alcibiades, for instance!" exclaimed the philosopher: "He would
+consider himself disgraced by any other burthen than his fighting
+quails, which he carries out to take the air."
+
+Philaemon started up suddenly--for the name of Alcibiades stung him like
+a serpent. Immediately recovering his composure, he turned to recompense
+the hospitality of the honest peasant, and to bid him a friendly
+farewell.
+
+But Tellus answered bluntly; "No, young Athenian; I like your
+sentiments, and will not touch your coin. The gods bless you."
+
+The travellers having heartily returned his parting benediction, slowly
+ascended Mount Hymettus. When they paused to rest upon its summit, a
+glorious prospect lay stretched out before them. On the north, were
+Megara, Eleusis, and the cynosure of Marathon; in the south, numerous
+islands, like a flock of birds, reposed on the bright bosom of the
+Aegean; to the west, was the broad Piraeus with its thousand ships, and
+Athens in all her magnificence of beauty; while the stately buildings of
+distant Corinth mingled with the cloudless sky. The declining sun threw
+his refulgent mantle over the lovely scene, and temples, towers, and
+villas glowed in the purple light.
+
+The travellers stood for a few moments in perfect silence--Philaemon
+with folded arms, and Anaxagoras leaning on his staff. At length, in
+tones of deep emotion, the young man exclaimed, "Oh, Athens, how I have
+loved thee! Thy glorious existence has been a part of my own being! For
+thy prosperity how freely would I have poured out my blood! The gods
+bless thee, and save thee from thyself!"
+
+"Who could look upon her and not bless her in his heart?" said the old
+philosopher: "There she stands, fair as the heaven-born Pallas, in all
+her virgin majesty! But alas for Athens, when every man boasts of his
+own freedom, and no man respects the freedom of his neighbour. Peaceful,
+she seems, in her glorious beauty; but the volcano is heaving within,
+and already begins to throw forth its showers of smoke and stones."
+
+"Would that the gods had permitted me to share her dangers--to die and
+mingle with her beloved soil!" exclaimed Philaemon.
+
+The venerable philosopher looked up, and saw intense wretchedness in the
+countenance of his youthful friend. He laid his hand kindly upon
+Philaemon's arm; "Nay, my son," said he; "You must not take this unjust
+decree so much to heart. Of Athens nothing can be so certainly predicted
+as change. Things as trifling as the turning of a shell may restore you
+to your rights. You can even now return, if you will submit to be a mere
+sojourner in Athens. After all, what vast privileges do you lose with
+your citizenship. You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges, instead of the
+Lyceum or the Academia; but in this, the great Themistocles has given
+you honourable example. You will not be allowed to enter the theatre
+while the Athenians keep the second day of their festival Anthesteria;
+but to balance this privation, you are forbidden to vote, and are thus
+freed from all blame belonging to unjust and capricious laws."
+
+"My father, playful words cannot cure the wound," replied the exile,
+seriously: "The cherished recollections of years cannot be so easily
+torn from the heart. Athens, with all her faults, is still my own, my
+beautiful, my beloved land. They might have killed me, if they would, if
+I had but died an Athenian citizen."
+
+He spoke with a voice deeply agitated; but after a few moments of forced
+composure, he continued more cheerfully: "Let us speak of other
+subjects. We are standing here, on the self-same spot where Aristo and
+Perictione laid the infant Plato, while they sacrificed to the
+life-giving Phoebus. It was here the bees clustered about his infant
+mouth, and his mother hailed the omen of his future eloquence. Commend
+me to that admirable man, and tell him I shall vainly seek throughout
+the world to find another Plato.
+
+"Commend me likewise to the Persian Artaphernes. To his bounty I am much
+indebted. Lest he should hope that I carry away feelings hostile to
+Athens, and favourable to her enemies, say to the kind old man, that
+Philaemon will never forget his country or his friends. I have left a
+long letter to Paralus, in which my full heart has but feebly expressed
+its long-cherished friendship. When you return, you will find a trifling
+token of remembrance for yourself and Philothea. May Pallas shower her
+richest blessings upon that pure and gifted maiden."
+
+With some hesitation, Anaxagoras said, "You make no mention of Eudora;
+and I perceive that both you and Philothea are reserved when her name is
+mentioned. Do not believe every idle rumour, my son. The gayety of a
+light-hearted maiden is often unmixed with boldness, or crime. Do not
+cast her from you too lightly."
+
+Philaemon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his
+feelings. Then turning abruptly, he pressed the old man's hand, and
+said, "Bid Philothea, guide and cherish her deluded friend, for my sake.
+And now, farewell, Anaxagoras! Farewell, forever! my kind, my good old
+master. May the gods bless the wise counsels and virtuous example you
+have given me."
+
+The venerable philosopher stretched forth his arms to embrace him. The
+young man threw himself upon that friendly bosom, and overcome by a
+variety of conflicting emotions, sobbed aloud.
+
+As they parted, Anaxagoras again pressed Philaemon to his heart, and
+said, "May that God, whose numerous attributes the Grecians worship,
+forever bless thee, my dear son."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+  Courage, Orestes! if the lots hit right,
+  If the black pebbles don't exceed the white,
+  You're safe.
+                              EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Pericles sought to please the populace by openly using his influence to
+diminish the power of the Areopagus; and a decree had been passed that
+those who denied the existence of the gods, or introduced new opinions
+about celestial things, should be tried by the people. This event proved
+fortunate for some of his personal friends; for Hermippus soon laid
+before the Thesmothetae Archons an accusation of blasphemy against
+Anaxagoras, Phidias, and Aspasia. The case was tried before the fourth
+Assembly of the people; and the fame of the accused, together with the
+well-known friendship of Pericles, attracted an immense crowd; insomuch
+that the Prytaneum was crowded to overflowing. The prisoners came in,
+attended by the Phylarchi of their different wards. Anaxagoras retained
+his usual bland expression and meek dignity. Phidias walked with a
+haughtier tread, and carried his head more proudly. Aspasia was veiled;
+but as she glided along, gracefully as a swan on the bosom of still
+waters, loud murmurs of approbation were heard from the crowd. Pericles
+seated himself near them, with deep sadness on his brow. The moon had
+not completed its revolution since he had seen Phidias arraigned before
+the Second Assembly of the people, charged by Menon, one of his own
+pupils, with having defrauded the state of gold appropriated to the
+statue of Pallas. Fortunately, the sculptor had arranged the precious
+metal so that it could be taken off and weighed; and thus his innocence
+was easily made manifest. But the great statesman had seen, by many
+indications, that the blow was in part aimed at himself through his
+friends; and that his enemies were thus trying to ascertain how far the
+people could be induced to act in opposition to his well-known wishes.
+The cause had been hurried before the assembly, and he perceived that
+his opponents were there in great numbers. As soon as the Epistates
+began to read the accusation, Pericles leaned forward, and burying his
+face in his robe, remained motionless.
+
+Anaxagoras was charged with not having offered victims to the gods; and
+with having blasphemed the divine Phoebus, by saying the sun was only a
+huge ball of fire. Being called upon to answer whether he were guilty of
+this offence, he replied: "Living victims I have never sacrificed to the
+gods; because, like the Pythagoreans, I object to the shedding of blood;
+but, like the disciples of their sublime philosopher, I have duly
+offered on their altars small goats and rams made of wax. I did say I
+believed the sun to be a great ball of fire; and deemed not that in so
+doing I had blasphemed the divine Phoebus."
+
+When he had finished, it was proclaimed aloud that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak. Cleon arose, and said it was well
+known to the disciples of Anaxagoras, that he taught the existence of
+but one God. Euripides, Pericles, and others who had been his pupils,
+were separately called to bear testimony; and all said he taught One
+Universal Mind, of which all other divinities were the attributes; even
+as Homer represented the inferior deities subordinate to Zeus.
+
+When the philosopher was asked whether he believed in the gods, he
+answered, "I do: but I believe in them as the representatives of various
+attributes in One Universal Mind." He was then required to swear by all
+the gods, and by the dreaded Erinnys, that he had spoken truly.
+
+The Prytanes informed the assembly that their vote must decide whether
+this avowed doctrine r endered Anaxagoras of Clazomenae worthy of death.
+A brazen urn was carried round, in which every citizen deposited a
+pebble. When counted, the black pebbles predominated over the white, and
+Anaxagoras was condemned to die.
+
+The old man heard it very calmly, and replied: "Nature pronounced that
+sentence upon me before I was born. Do what you will, Athenians, ye can
+only injure the outward case of Anaxagoras; the real, immortal
+Anaxagoras is beyond your power."
+
+Phidias was next arraigned, and accused of blasphemy, in having carved
+the likeness of himself and Pericles on the shield of heaven-born
+Pallas; and of having said that he approved the worship of the gods,
+merely because he wished to have his own works adored. The sculptor
+proudly replied, "I never declared that my own likeness, or that of
+Pericles, was on the shield of heaven-born Pallas; nor can any Athenian
+prove that I ever intended to place them there. I am not answerable for
+offences which have their origin in the eyes of the multitude. If
+_their_ quick discernment be the test, crimes may be found written even
+on the glowing embers of our household altars. I never said I approved
+the worship of the gods because I wished to have my own works adored;
+for I should have deemed it irreverent thus to speak of divine beings.
+Some learned and illustrious guests, who were at the symposium in
+Aspasia's house, discoursed concerning the worship of images, apart from
+the idea of any divine attributes, which they represented. I said I
+approved not of this; and playfully added, that if it were otherwise, I
+might perchance be excused for sanctioning the worship of mere images,
+since mortals were ever willing to have their own works adored." The
+testimony of Pericles, Alcibiades, and Plato, confirmed the truth of his
+words.
+
+Cleon declared it was commonly believed that Phidias decoyed the maids
+and matrons of Athens to his house, under the pretence of seeing
+sculpture; but in reality to minister to the profligacy of Pericles. The
+sculptor denied the charge; and required that proof should be given of
+one Athenian woman, who had visited his house, unattended by her husband
+or her father. The enemies of Pericles could easily have procured such
+evidence with gold; but when Cleon sought again to speak, the Prytanes
+commanded silence; and briefly reminded the people that the Fourth
+Assembly had power to decide concerning religious matters only.
+Hermippus, in a speech of considerable length, urged that Phidias seldom
+sacrificed to the gods; and that he must have intended likenesses on the
+shield of Pallas, because even Athenian children recognized them.
+
+The brazen urn was again passed round, and the black pebbles were more
+numerous than they had been when the fate of Anaxagoras was decided.
+When Phidias heard the sentence, he raised himself to his full stature,
+and waving his right arm over the crowd, said, in a loud voice: "Phidias
+can never die! Athens herself will live in the fame of Charmides' son."
+His majestic figure and haughty bearing awed the multitude; and some,
+repenting of the vote they had given, said, "Surely, invisible Phoebus
+is with him!"
+
+Aspasia was next called to answer the charges brought against her. She
+had dressed herself, in deep mourning, as if appealing to the compassion
+of the citizens; and her veil was artfully arranged to display an arm
+and shoulder of exquisite whiteness and beauty, contrasted with glossy
+ringlets of dark hair, that carelessly rested on it. She was accused of
+saying that the sacred baskets of Demeter contained nothing of so much
+importance as the beautiful maidens who carried them; and that the
+temple of Poseidon was enriched with no offerings from those who had
+been wrecked, notwithstanding their supplications--thereby implying
+irreverent doubts of the power of Ocean's god. To this, Aspasia, in
+clear and musical tones, replied: "I said not that the sacred baskets of
+Demeter contained nothing of so much importance as the beautiful maidens
+who carried them. But, in playful allusion to the love of beauty, so
+conspicuous in Alcibiades, I said that _he_, who was initiated into the
+mysteries of Eleusis, might think, the baskets less attractive than the
+lovely maidens who carried them. Irreverence was not in my thoughts;
+but inasmuch as my careless words implied it, I have offered atoning
+sacrifices to the mother of Persephone, during which I abstained from
+all amusements. When I declared that the temple of Poseidon contained no
+offerings in commemoration of men that had been wrecked, I said it in
+reproof of those who fail to supplicate the gods for the manes of the
+departed. They who perish on the ocean, may have offended Poseidon, or
+the Virgin Sisters of the Deep; and on their altars should offerings be
+laid by surviving friends.
+
+"No man can justly accuse me of disbelief in the gods; for it is well
+known that with every changing moon I offer on the altars of Aphrodite,
+doves and sparrows, with baskets of apples, roses and myrtles: and who
+in Athens has not seen the ivory car drawn by golden swans, which the
+grateful Aspasia placed in the temple of that love-inspiring deity?"
+
+Phidias could scarcely restrain a smile, as he listened to this defence;
+and when the fair casuist swore by all the gods, and by the Erinnys,
+that she had spoken truly, Anaxagoras looked up involuntarily, with an
+expression of child-like astonishment. Alcibiades promptly corroborated
+her statement. Plato, being called to testify, gravely remarked that she
+had uttered those words, and she alone could explain her motives. The
+populace seemed impressed in her favour; and when it was put to vote
+whether sentence of death should be passed, an universal murmur arose,
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The Epistates requested that all who wished to consider it a question of
+exile, rather than of death, would signify the same by holding up their
+hands. With very few exceptions, the crowd were inclined to mercy.
+Hermippus gave tokens of displeasure, and hastily rose to accuse Aspasia
+of corrupting the youth of Athens, by the introduction of singing and
+dancing women, and by encouraging the matrons of Greece to appear
+unveiled.
+
+A loud laugh followed his remarks; for the comic actor was himself far
+from aiding public morals by an immaculate example.
+
+The Prytanes again reminded him that charges of this nature must be
+decided by the First Assembly of the people; and, whether true or
+untrue, ought to have no influence on religious questions brought before
+the Fourth Assembly.
+
+Hermippus was perfectly aware of this; but he deemed that the vote might
+be affected by his artful suggestion.
+
+The brazen urn was again carried round; and fifty-one pebbles only
+appeared in disapprobation of exile.
+
+Then Pericles arose, and looked around him with calm dignity. He was
+seldom seen in public, even at entertainments; hence, something of
+sacredness was attached to his person, like the Salaminian galley
+reserved for great occasions. A murmur like the Distant ocean was heard,
+as men whispered to each other, "Lo, Pericles is about to speak!" When
+the tumult subsided, he said, in a loud voice, "If any here can accuse
+Pericles of having enriched himself at the expense of the state, let him
+hold up his right hand!"
+
+Not a hand was raised--for his worst enemies could not deny that he was
+temperate and frugal.
+
+After a slight pause, he again resumed: "If any man can show that
+Pericles ever asked a public favour for himself or his friends, let him
+speak!" No words were uttered; but a murmur of discontent was heard in
+the vicinity of Cleon and Hermippus.
+
+The illustrious statesman folded his arms, and waited in quiet majesty
+for the murmur to assume a distinct form. When all was hashed, he
+continued: "If any man believes that Athens has declined in beauty,
+wealth, or power, since the administration of Pericles, let him give his
+opinion freely!"
+
+National enthusiasm was kindled; and many voices exclaimed, "Hail
+Pericles! All hail to Athens in her glory!"
+
+The statesman gracefully waved his hand toward the multitude, as he
+replied, "Thanks, friends and brother-citizens. Who among you is
+disposed to grant to Pericles one favour, not inconsistent with your
+laws, or in opposition to the decrees of this assembly?"
+
+A thousand hands were instantly raised. Pericles again expressed his
+thanks, and said, "The favour I have to ask is, that the execution of
+these decrees be suspended, until the oracle of Amphiaraus can be
+consulted. If it please you, let a vote be taken who shall be the
+messenger."
+
+The proposal was accepted; and Antiphon, a celebrated diviner, appointed
+to consult the oracle.
+
+As the crowd dispersed, Cleon muttered to Hermippus, "By Circe! I
+believe he has given the Athenians philtres to make them love him. No
+wonder Archidamus of Sparta said, that when he threw Pericles in
+wrestling, he insisted he was never down, and persuaded the very
+spectators to believe him."
+
+Anaxagoras and Phidias, being under sentence of death, were placed in
+prison, until the people should finally decide upon their fate. The old
+philosopher cheerfully employed his hours in attempts to square the
+circle. The sculptor carved a wooden image, with many hands and feet,
+and without a head; upon the pedestal of which he inscribed Demos, and
+secretly reserved it as a parting gift to the Athenian people.
+
+Before another moon had waned, Antiphon returned from Oropus, whither he
+had been sent to consult the oracle. Being called before the people, he
+gave the following account of his mission: "I abstained from food until
+Phoebus had twice appeared above the hills, in his golden chariot; and
+for three days and three nights, I tasted no wine. When I had thus
+purified myself, I offered a white ram to Amphiaraus; and spreading the
+skin on the ground, I invoked the blessing of Phoebus and his prophetic
+son, and laid me down to sleep. Methought I walked in the streets of
+Athens. A lurid light shone on the walls of the Piraeus, and spread into
+the city, until all the Acropolis seemed glowing beneath a fiery sky. I
+looked up--and lo! the heavens were in a blaze! Huge masses of flame
+were thrown backward and forward, as if Paridamator and the Cyclops were
+hurling their forges at each other's heads. Amazed, I turned to ask the
+meaning of these phenomena; and I saw that all the citizens were clothed
+in black; and wherever two were walking together, one fell dead by his
+side. Then I heard a mighty voice, that seemed to proceed from within
+the Parthenon. Three times it pronounced distinctly, 'Wo! wo! wo unto
+Athens!
+
+"I awoke, and after a time slept again. I heard a rumbling noise, like
+thunder; and from the statue of Amphiaraus came a voice, saying, 'Life
+is given by the gods.'
+
+"Then all was still. Presently I again heard a sound like the
+multitudinous waves of ocean, when it rises in a storm--and Amphiaraus
+said, slowly, 'Count the pebbles on the seashore--yea, count them
+twice.' Then I awoke; and having bathed in the fountain, I threw therein
+three pieces of gold and silver, and departed."
+
+The people demanded of Antiphon the meaning of these visions. He
+replied: "The first portends calamity to Athens, either of war or
+pestilence. By the response of the oracle, I understand that the
+citizens are commanded to vote twice, before they take away life given
+by the gods."
+
+The wish to gain time had chiefly induced Pericles to request that
+Amphiaraus might be consulted. In the interval, his emissaries had been
+busy in softening the minds of the people; and it became universally
+known that in case Aspasia's sentence were reversed, she intended to
+offer sacrifices to Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Demeter; during the
+continuance of which, the citizens would be publicly feasted at her
+expense.
+
+In these exertions, Pericles was zealously assisted by Clinias, a noble
+and wealthy Athenian, the friend of Anaxagoras and Phidias, and a
+munificent patron of the arts. He openly promised, if the lives of his
+friends were spared, to evince his gratitude to the gods, by offering a
+golden lamp to Pallas Parthenia, and placing in each of the agoras any
+statue or painting the people thought fit to propose.
+
+Still, Pericles, aware of the bitterness of his enemies, increased by
+the late severe edict against those of foreign parentage, felt
+exceedingly fearful of the result of a second vote. A petition, signed
+by Pericles, Clinias, Ephialtes, Euripides, Socrates, Plato, Alcibiades,
+Paralus, and many other distinguished citizens, was sent into the Second
+Assembly of the people, begging that the accused might have another
+trial; and this petition was granted.
+
+When the Fourth Assembly again met, strong efforts were made to fill the
+Prytaneum at a very early hour with the friends of Pericles.
+
+The great orator secluded himself for three preceding days, and
+refrained from wine. During this time, he poured plentiful libations of
+milk and honey to Hermes, god of Eloquence, and sacrificed the tongues
+of nightingales to Peitho, goddess of Persuasion.
+
+When he entered the Prytaneum, it was remarked that he had never before
+been seen to look so pale; and this circumstance, trifling as it was,
+excited the ready sympathies of the people. When the Epistates read the
+accusation against Anaxagoras, and proclaimed that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak, Pericles arose. For a moment he looked
+on the venerable countenance of the old philosopher, and seemed to
+struggle with his emotions. Then, with sudden impulse, he exclaimed,
+"Look on him, Athenians! and judge ye if he be one accursed of the
+gods!--He is charged with having said that the sun is a great ball of
+fire; and therein ye deem that the abstractions of philosophy have led
+him to profane the sacred name of Phoebus. We are told that Zeus assumed
+the form of an eagle, a serpent, and a golden shower; yet these forms do
+not affect our belief in the invisible god. If Phoebus appeared on earth
+in the disguise of a woman and a shepherd, is it unpardonable for a
+philosopher to suppose that the same deity may choose to reside within a
+ball of fire? In the garden of Anaxagoras, you will find a statue of
+Pallas, carved from an olive-tree. He brought it with him from Ionia;
+and those disciples who most frequent his house, can testify that
+sacrifices were ever duly offered upon her altar. Who among you ever
+received an injury from that kind old man? He was the descendant of
+princes,--yet gave up gold for philosophy, and forbore to govern
+mankind, that he might love them more perfectly. Ask the young noble,
+who has been to him as a father; and his response will be 'Anaxagoras.'
+Ask the poor fisherman at the gates, who has been to him as a brother;
+and he will answer 'Anaxagoras.' When the merry-hearted boys throng your
+doors to sing their welcome to Ornithae, inquire from whom they receive
+the kindest word and the readiest gift; and they will tell you,
+'Anaxagoras.' The Amphiaraus of Eschylus, says, 'I do not wish to
+_appear_ to be a good man, but I wish to _be_ one.' Ask any of the
+poets, what living man most resembles Amphiaraus in this sentiment; and
+his reply will surely be, 'It is Anaxagoras.'
+
+"Again I say, Athenians, look upon his face; and judge ye if he be one
+accursed of the gods!"
+
+The philosopher had leaned on his staff, and looked downward, while his
+illustrious pupil made this defence; and when he had concluded, a tear
+was seen slowly trickling down his aged cheek. His accusers again urged
+that he had taught the doctrine of one god, under the name of One
+Universal Mind; but the melodious voice and fluent tongue of Pericles
+had so wrought upon the citizens, that when the question was proposed,
+whether the old man were worthy of death, there arose a clamourous cry
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The successful orator did not venture to urge the plea of entire
+innocence; for he felt that he still had too much depending on the
+capricious favour of the populace.
+
+The aged philosopher received his sentence with thanks; and calmly
+added, "Anaxagoras is not exiled from Athens; but Athens from
+Anaxagoras. Evil days are coming on this city; and those who are too
+distant to perceive the trophy at Salamis will deem themselves most
+blessed. Pythagoras said, 'When the tempest is rising,'tis wise to
+worship the echo.'"
+
+After the accusation against Phidias had been read, Pericles again rose
+and said, "Athenians! I shall speak briefly; for I appeal to what every
+citizen values more than his fortune or his name. I plead for the glory
+of Athens. When strangers from Ethiopia, Egypt, Phoenicia, and distant
+Taprobane, come to witness the far-famed beauty of the violet-crowned
+city, they will stand in mute worship before the Parthenon; and when
+their wonder finds utterance, they will ask what the Athenians bestowed
+on an artist so divine. Who among you could look upon the image of
+Virgin Pallas, resplendent in her heavenly majesty, and not blush to
+tell the barbarian stranger that death was the boon you bestowed on
+Phidias?
+
+"Go, gaze on the winged statue of Rhamnusia, where vengeance seems to
+breathe from the marble sent by Darius to erect his trophy on the plains
+of Marathon! Then turn and tell the proud Persian that the hand which
+wrought those fair proportions, lies cold and powerless, by vote of the
+Athenian people. No--ye could not say it: your hearts would choke your
+voices. Ye could not tell the barbarian that Athens thus destroyed one
+of the most gifted of her sons."
+
+The crowd answered in a thunder of applause; mingled with the cry of
+"Exile! Exile!" A few voices shouted, "A fine! A fine!" Then Cleon arose
+and said: "Miltiades asked for an olive crown; and a citizen answered,
+'When Miltiades conquers alone, let him be crowned alone.' When Phidias
+can show that he built the Parthenon without the assistance of Ictinus,
+Myron, Callicrates, and others, then let him have the whole credit of
+the Parthenon."
+
+To this, Pericles replied, "We are certainly much indebted to those
+artists for many of the beautiful and graceful details of that sublime
+composition; but with regard to the majestic design of the Parthenon,
+Phidias conquered alone, and may therefore justly be crowned alone."
+
+A vote was taken on the question of exile, and the black pebbles
+predominated. The sculptor heard his sentence with a proud gesture, not
+unmingled with scorn; and calmly replied, "They can banish Phidias from
+Athens, more easily than I can take from them the fame of Phidias."
+
+When Pericles replied to the charges against Aspasia, his countenance
+became more pale, and his voice was agitated: "You all know," said he,
+"That Aspasia is of Miletus. That city which poets call the laughing
+daughter of Earth and Heaven: where even the river smiles, as it winds
+along in graceful wanderings, eager to kiss every new blossom, and court
+the dalliance of every breeze. Do ye not find it easy to forgive a
+woman, born under those joyful skies, where beauty rests on the earth in
+a robe of sunbeams, and inspires the gayety which pours itself forth in
+playful words? Can ye judge harshly of one, who from her very childhood
+has received willing homage, as the favourite of Aphrodite, Phoebus, and
+the Muses? If she spoke irreverently, it was done in thoughtless mirth;
+and she has sought to atone for it by sacrifices and tears.
+
+"Athenians! I have never boasted; and if I seem to do it now, it is
+humbly,--as befits one who seeks a precious boon. In your service I have
+spent many toilsome days and sleepless nights. That I have not enriched
+myself by it, is proved by the well-known fact that my own son blames my
+frugality, and reproachfully calls me the slave of the Athenian people."
+
+He paused for a moment, and held his hand over Aspasia's head, as he
+continued: "In the midst of perplexities and cares, here I have ever
+found a solace and a guide. Here are treasured up the affections of my
+heart. It is not for Aspasia, the gifted daughter of Axiochus, that I
+plead. It is for Aspasia, the beloved wife of Pericles."
+
+Tears choked his utterance; but stifling his emotion, he exclaimed,
+"Athenians! if ye would know what it is that thus unmans a soul capable
+of meeting death with calmness, behold, and judge for yourselves!"
+
+As he spoke, he raised Aspasia's veil. Her drapery had been studiously
+arranged to display her loveliness to the utmost advantage; and as she
+stood forth radiant in beauty, the building rung with the acclamations
+that were sent forth, peal after peal, by the multitude.
+
+Pericles had not in vain calculated on the sympathies of a volatile and
+ardent people, passionately fond of the beautiful, in all its forms.
+Aspasia remained in Athens, triumphant over the laws of religion and
+morality.
+
+Clinias desired leave to speak in behalf of Philothea, grandchild of
+Anaxagoras; and the populace, made good-humoured by their own clemency,
+expressed a wish to hear. He proceeded as follows: "Philothea,--whom you
+all know was, not long since, one of the Canephorae, and embroidered the
+splendid peplus exhibited at the last Panathenaea--humbly begs of the
+Athenians, that Eudora, Dione, and Geta, slaves of Phidias, may remain
+under his protection, and not be confiscated with his household goods. A
+contribution would have been raised, to buy these individuals of the
+state, were it not deemed an insult to that proud and generous people,
+who fined a citizen for proposing marble as a cheaper material than
+ivory for the statue of Pallas Parthenia."
+
+The request, thus aided by flattery, was almost unanimously granted. One
+black pebble alone appeared in the urn; and that was from the hand of
+Alcibiades.
+
+Clinias expressed his thanks, and holding up the statue of Urania, he
+added: "In token of gratitude for this boon, and for the life of a
+beloved grandfather, Philothea consecrates to Pallas Athenae this image
+of the star-worshipping muse; the gift of a munificent Ethiopian."
+
+The populace, being in gracious mood, forthwith voted that the exiles
+had permission to carry with them any articles valued as the gift of
+friendship.
+
+The Prytanes dismissed the assembly; and as they dispersed, Alcibiades
+scattered small coins among them. Aspasia immediately sent to the
+Prytaneum an ivory statue of Mnemosyne, smiling as she looked back on a
+group of Hours; a magnificent token that she would never forget the
+clemency of the Athenian people.
+
+Hermippus took an early opportunity to proclaim the exhibition of a new
+comedy called Hercules and Omphale; and the volatile citizens thronged
+the theatre, to laugh at that infatuated tenderness, which in the
+Prytaneum had well nigh moved them to tears. The actor openly ridiculed
+them for having been so much influenced by their orator's
+least-successful attempt at eloquence; but in the course of the same
+play, Cratinus raised a laugh at his expense, by saying facetiously:
+"Lo! Hermippus would speak like Pericles! Hear him, Athenians! Is he not
+as successful as Salmoneus, when he rolled his chariot over a brazen
+bridge, and hurled torches to imitate the thunder and lightning of
+Zeus?"
+
+When the day of trial had passed, Pericles slept soundly; for his heart
+was relieved from a heavy pressure. But personal enemies and envious
+artists were still active; and it was soon buzzed abroad that the people
+repented of the vote they had given. The exiles had been allowed ten
+days to sacrifice to the gods, bid farewell to friends, and prepare for
+departure; but on the third day, at evening twilight, Pericles entered
+the dwelling of his revered old master. "My father," said he, "I am
+troubled in spirit. I have just now returned from the Piraeus, where I
+sought an interview with Clinias, who daily visits the Deigma, and has a
+better opportunity than I can have to hear the news of Athens. I found
+him crowned with garlands; for he had been offering sacrifices in the
+hall. He told me he had thus sought to allay the anxiety of his mind
+with regard to yourself and Phidias. He fears the capricious Athenians
+will reverse their decree."
+
+"Alas, Pericles," replied the old man, "what can you expect of a people,
+when statesmen condescend to buy justice at their hands, by promised
+feasts, and scattered coin?"
+
+"Nay, blame me not, Anaxagoras," rejoined Pericles; "I cannot govern as
+I would. I found the people corrupted; and I must humour their disease.
+Your life must be saved; even if you reprove me for the means. At
+midnight, a boat will be in readiness to conduct you to Salamis, where
+lies a galley bound for Ionia. I hasten to warn Phidias to depart
+speedily for Elis."
+
+The parting interview between Philothea and her repentant friend was
+almost too painful for endurance. Poor Eudora felt that she was indeed
+called to drink the cup of affliction, to its last bitter drop. Her
+heart yearned to follow the household of Anaxagoras; but Philothea
+strengthened her own conviction that duty and gratitude both demanded
+she should remain with Phidias.
+
+Geta and Milza likewise had their sorrows--the harder to endure, because
+they were the first they had ever encountered. The little peasant was so
+young, and her lover so poor, that their friends thought a union had
+better be deferred. But Milza was free: and Anaxagoras told her it
+depended on her own choice, to go with them, or follow Geta. The
+grateful Arcadian dropped on one knee, and kissing Philothea's hand,
+while the tears flowed down her cheeks, said: "She has been a mother to
+orphan Milza, and I will not leave her now. Geta says it would be wrong
+to leave her when she is in affliction."
+
+Philothea, with a gentle smile, put back the ringlets from her tearful
+eyes, and told her not to weep for her sake; for she should be resigned
+and cheerful, wheresover the gods might place her; but Milza saw that
+her smiles were sad.
+
+At midnight, Pericles came, to accompany Anaxagoras to Salamis. Paralus
+and Philothea had been conversing much, and singing their favourite
+songs together, for the last time. The brow of the ambitious statesman
+became clouded, when he observed that his son had been in tears; he
+begged that preparations for departure might be hastened. The young man
+followed them to the Piraeus; but Pericles requested him to go no
+further. The restraint of his presence prevented any parting less formal
+than that of friendship. But he stood watching the boat that conveyed
+them over the waters; and when the last ripple left in its wake had
+disappeared, he slowly returned to Athens.
+
+The beautiful city stoood before him, mantled in moonlight's silvery
+veil. Yet all seemed cheerless; for the heart of Paralus was desolate.
+He looked toward the beloved mansion near the gate Diocharis; drew from
+his bosom a long lock of golden hair; and leaning against the statue of
+Hermes, bowed down his head and wept.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+  "How I love the mellow sage,
+  Smiling through the veil of age!
+  Age is on his temples hung,
+  But his heart--his heart is young!"
+                              ANACREON
+
+
+A few years passed away, and saw Anaxagoras the contented resident of a
+small village near Lampsacus, in Ionia. That he still fondly cherished
+Athens in his heart was betrayed only by the frequent walks he took to a
+neighbouring eminence, where he loved to sit and look toward the AEgean;
+but the feebleness of age gradually increased, until he could no longer
+take his customary exercise. Philothea watched over him with renewed
+tenderness; and the bright tranquillity he received from the world he
+was fast approaching, shone with reflected light upon her innocent soul.
+At times, the maiden was so conscious of this holy influence, that all
+the earthly objects around her seemed like dreams of some strange
+foreign land.
+
+One morning, after they had partaken their frugal repast, she said, in a
+cheerful tone, "Dear grandfather, I had last night a pleasant dream; and
+Milza says it is prophetic, because she had filled my pillow with fresh
+laurel leaves. I dreamed that a galley, with three banks of oars, and
+adorned with fillets, came to carry us back to Athens."
+
+With a faint smile, Anaxagoras replied, "Alas for unhappy Athens! If
+half we hear be true, her exiled children can hardly wish to be restored
+to her bosom. Atropos has decreed that I at least shall never again
+enter her walls. I am not disposed to murmur. Yet the voice of Plato
+would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
+I pray you bring forth the writings of Pythagoras, and read me something
+that sublime philosopher has said concerning the nature of the soul, and
+the eternal principle of life. As my frail body approaches the Place of
+Sleep, I feel less and less inclined to study the outward images of
+things, the forms whereof perish; and my spirit thirsteth more and more
+to know its origin and its destiny. I have thought much of Plato's
+mysterious ideas of light. Those ideas were doubtless brought from the
+East; for as that is the quarter where the sun rises, so we have thence
+derived many vital truths, which have kept a spark of life within the
+beautiful pageantry of Grecian mythology."
+
+"Paralus often said that the Persian Magii, the Egyptian priests, and
+the Pythagoreans imbibed their reverence for light from one common
+source," rejoined Philothea.
+
+Anaxagoras was about to speak, when a deep but gentle voice, from some
+invisible person near them, said:
+
+"The unchangeable principles of Truth act upon the soul like the sun
+upon the eye, when it turneth to him. But the _one_ principle, better
+than intellect, from which all things flow, and to which all things
+tend, is Good. As the sun not only makes objects visible, but is the
+cause of their generation, nourishment, and increase, so the Good,
+through Truth, imparts being, and the power of being known, to every
+object of knowledge. For this cause, the Pythagoreans greet the sun with
+music and with reverence."
+
+The listeners looked at each other in surprise, and Philothea was the
+first to say, "It is the voice of Plato!"
+
+"Even so, my friends," replied the philosopher, smiling, as he stood
+before them.
+
+The old man, in the sudden joy of his heart, attempted to rise and
+embrace him; but weakness prevented. The tears started to his eyes, as
+he said, "Welcome, most welcome, son of Aristo. You see that I am fast
+going where we hope the spirit is to learn its own mysteries."
+
+Plato, affected at the obvious change in his aged friend, silently
+grasped his hand, and turned to answer the salutation of Philothea. She
+too had changed; but she had never been more lovely. The colour on her
+cheek, which had always been delicate as the reflected hue of a rose,
+had become paler by frequent watchings; but her large dark eyes were
+more soft and serious, and her whole countenance beamed with the bright
+stillness of a spirit receiving the gift of prophecy.
+
+The skies were serene; the music of reeds came upon the ear, softened by
+distance; while the snowy fleece of sheep and lambs formed a beautiful
+contrast with the rich verdure of the landscape.
+
+"All things around you are tranquil," said Plato; "and thus I ever found
+it, even in corrupted Athens. Not the stillness of souls that sleep, but
+the quiet of life drawn from deep fountains."
+
+"How did you find our peaceful retreat?" inquired Philothea. "Did none
+guide you?"
+
+"Euago of Lampsacus told me what course to pursue," he replied; "and not
+far distant I again asked of a shepherd boy--well knowing that all the
+children would find out Anaxagoras as readily as bees are guided to the
+flowers. As I approached nearer I saw at every step new tokens of my
+friends. The clepsydra, in the little brook, dropping its pebbles to
+mark the hours; the arytaena placed on the rock for thirsty travellers;
+the door loaded with garlands, placed there by glad-hearted boys; the
+tablet covered with mathematical lines, lying on the wooden bench,
+sheltered by grape-vines trained in the Athenian fashion, with a distaff
+among the foliage; all these spoke to me of souls that unite the wisdom
+of age with the innocence of childhood."
+
+"Though we live in indolent Ionia, we still believe Hesiod's maxim, that
+industry is the guardian of virtue," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Philothea
+plies her distaff as busily as Lachesis spinning the thread of mortal
+life." He looked upon his beautiful grandchild, with an expression full
+of tenderness, as he added, "And she does indeed spin the thread of the
+old man's life; for her diligent fingers gain my bread. But what news
+bring you from unhappy Athens? Is Pericles yet alive?"
+
+"She is indeed unhappy Athens," answered Plato. "The pestilence is still
+raging; a manifested form of that inward corruption, which, finding a
+home in the will of man, clothed itself in thought, and now completes
+its circle in his corporeal nature. The dream at the cave of Amphiaraus
+is literally fulfilled. Men fall down senseless in the street, and the
+Piraeus has been heaped with unburied dead. All the children of Clinias
+are in the Place of Sleep. Hipparete is dead, with two of her little
+ones. Pericles himself was one of the first sufferers; but he was
+recovered by the skill of Hippocrates, the learned physician from Cos.
+His former wife is dead, and so is Xanthippus his son. You know that
+that proud young man and his extravagant wife could never forgive the
+frugality of Pericles. Even in his dying moments he refused to call him
+father, and made no answer to his affectionate inquiries. Pericles has
+borne all his misfortunes with the dignity of an immortal. No one has
+seen him shed a tear, of heard him utter a complaint. The ungrateful
+people blame him for all their troubles, as if he had omnipotent power
+to avert evils. Cleon and Tolmides are triumphant. Pericles is deprived
+of office, and fined fifty drachmae."
+
+He looked at Philothea, and seeing her eyes fixed earnestly upon him,
+her lips parted, and an eager flush spread over her whole countenance,
+he said, in a tone of tender solemnity, "Daughter of Alcimenes, your
+heart reproaches me, that I forbear to speak of Paralus. That I have
+done so has not been from forgetfulness, but because I have, with vain
+and self-defeating prudence, sought for cheerful words to convey sad
+thoughts. Paralus breathes and moves, but is apparently unconscious of
+existence in this world. He is silent and abstracted, like one just
+returned from the cave of Trophonius. Yet, beautiful forms are ever with
+him, in infinite variety; for his quiescent soul has now undisturbed
+recollection of the divine archetypes in the ideal world, of which all
+earthly beauty is the shadow."
+
+"He is happy, then, though living in the midst of death," answered
+Philothea: "But does his memory retain no traces of his friends?"
+
+"One--and one only," he replied. "The name of Philothea was too deeply
+engraven to be washed away by the waters of oblivion. He seldom speaks;
+but when he does, you are ever in his visions. The sound of a female
+voice accompanying the lyre is the only thing that makes him smile; and
+nothing moves him to tears save the farewell song of Orpheus to
+Eurydice. In his drawings there is more of majesty and beauty than
+Phidias or Myron ever conceived; and one figure is always there--the
+Pythia, the Muse, the Grace, or something combining all these, more
+spiritual than either."
+
+As the maiden listened, tears started from fountains long sealed, and
+rested like dew-drops on her dark eyelashes.
+
+Farewell to Eurydice! Oh, how many thoughts were wakened by those words!
+They were the last she heard sung by Paralus, the night Anaxagoras
+departed from Athens. Often had the shepherds of Ionia heard the
+melancholy notes float on the evening breeze; and as the sounds died
+away, they spoke to each other in whispers, and said, "They come from
+the dwelling of the divinely-inspired one!"
+
+Plato perceived that the contemplative maiden was busy with memories of
+the past. In a tone of gentle reverence, he added, "What I have told you
+proves that your souls were one, before it wandered from the divine
+home; and it gives hope that they will be re-united, when they return
+thither after their weary exile in the world of shadows."
+
+"And has this strange pestilence produced such an effect on Paralus
+only?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Many in Athens have recovered health without any memory of the images
+of things," replied Plato; "but I have known no other instance where
+recollections of the ideal world remained more bright and unimpaired,
+than they possibly can be while disturbed by the presence of the
+visible. Tithonus formerly told me of similar cases that occurred when
+the plague raged in Ethiopia and Egypt; and Artaphernes says he has seen
+a learned Magus, residing among the mountains that overlook Taoces, who
+recovered from the plague with a perpetual oblivion of all outward
+forms, while he often had knowledge of the thoughts passing in the minds
+of those around him. If an unknown scroll were placed before him, he
+would read it, though a brazen shield were interposed between him and
+the parchment; and if figures were drawn on the water, he at once
+recognized the forms, of which no visible trace remained."
+
+"Marvellous, indeed, is the mystery of our being," exclaimed Anaxagoras.
+
+"It involves the highest of all mysteries," rejoined Plato; "for if man
+did not contain within himself a type of all that is,--from the highest
+to the lowest plane of existence,--he could not enter the human form. At
+times, I have thought glimpses of these eternal truths were revealed to
+me; but I lost them almost as soon as they were perceived, because my
+soul dwelt so much with the images of things. Thus have I stood before
+the thick veil which conceals the shrine of Isis, while the narrow
+streak of brilliant light around its edges gave indication of unrevealed
+glories, and inspired the eager but fruitless hope that the massive
+folds would float away, like a cloud before the sun. There are indeed
+times when I lose the light entirely, and cannot even perceive the veil
+that hides it from me. This is because my soul, like Psyche bending over
+the sleeping Eros, is too curious to examine, by its own feeble taper,
+the lineaments of the divinity whereby it hath been blessed."
+
+"How is Pericles affected by this visitation of the gods upon the best
+beloved of his children?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"It has softened and subdued his ambitious soul," answered Plato; "and
+has probably helped him to endure the loss of political honours with
+composure. I have often observed that affliction renders the heart of
+man like the heart of a little child; and of this I was reminded when I
+parted from Pericles at Salamis, whence the galley sailed for Ionia. You
+doubtless remember the little mound, called Cynos-sema? There lies the
+faithful dog, that died in consequence of swimming after the ship which
+carried the father of Pericles, when the Athenians were all leaving
+their beloved city by advice of Themistocles. The illustrious statesman
+has not been known to shed a tear amid the universal wreck of his
+popularity, his family, and his friends; but standing by this little
+mound, the recollections of childhood came over him, and he wept as an
+infant weeps for its lost mother."
+
+There was a tremulous motion about the lips of the old man, as he
+replied, "Perchance he was comparing the constancy of that affectionate
+animal with the friendship of men, and the happy unconsciousness of his
+boyhood with the anxious cares that wait on greatness. Pericles had a
+soft heart in his youth; and none knew this better than the forgotten
+old man, whom he once called his friend."
+
+Plato perceived his emotion, and answered, in a soothing voice, "He has
+since been wedded to political ambition, which never brought any man
+nearer to his divine home; but Anaxagoras is not forgotten. Pericles has
+of late often visited the shades of Academus, where he has talked much
+of you and Philothea, and expressed earnest hopes that the gods would
+again restore you to Athens, to bless him with your wise counsels."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head, as he replied, "They who would have
+a lamp should take care to supply it with oil. Had Philothea's affection
+been like that of Pericles, this old frame would have perished for want
+of food."
+
+"Nay, Anaxagoras," rejoined Plato, "you must not forget that this
+Peloponessian war, the noisy feuds in Athens, and afflictions in his own
+family, have involved him in continual distractions. He who gives his
+mind to politics, sails on a stormy sea, with a giddy pilot. Pericles
+has now sent you substantial proofs of his gratitude; and if his power
+equalled his wishes, I have no doubt he would make use of the alarmed
+state of public feeling to procure your recall."
+
+"You have as yet given us no tidings of Phidias and his household," said
+Philothea.
+
+"The form of Phidias sleeps," replied Plato: "His soul has returned to
+those sacred mysteries, once familiar to him; the recollection of which
+enabled him while on earth to mould magnificent images of supernal
+forms--images that awakened in all who gazed upon them some slumbering
+memory of ideal worlds; though few knew whence it came, or why their
+souls were stirred. The best of his works is the Olympian Zeus, made at
+Elis after his exile. It is far more sublime than the Pallas Parthenia.
+The Eleans consider the possession of it as a great triumph over
+ungrateful Athens."
+
+"Under whose protection is Eudora placed?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"I have heard that she remains at the house where Phidias died,"
+rejoined Plato. "The Eleans have given her the yearly revenues of a
+farm, in consideration of the affectionate care bestowed on her
+illustrious benefactor.--Report says that Phidias wished to see her
+united to his nephew Pandaenus; but I have never heard of the marriage.
+Philaemon is supposed to be in Persia, instructing the sons of the
+wealthy satrap Megabyzus."
+
+"And where is the faithful Geta?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Geta is at Lampsacus; and I doubt not will hasten hither, as soon as he
+has taken care of certain small articles of merchandize that he brought
+with him. Phidias gave him his freedom the day they left Athens; and
+after his death, the people of Elis bestowed upon him fifty drachmae. He
+has established himself at Phalerum, where he tells me he has doubled
+this sum by the sale of anchovies. He was eager to attend upon me for
+the sake, as he said, of once more seeing his good old master
+Anaxagoras, and that maiden with mild eyes, who always spoke kind words
+to the poor; but I soon discovered there was a stronger reason for his
+desire to visit Lampsacus. From what we had heard, we expected to find
+you in the city. Geta looked very sorrowful, when told that you were
+fifty stadia farther from the sea."
+
+"When we first landed on the Ionian shore,"'replied Anaxagoras, "I took
+up my abode two stadia from Lampsacus, and sometimes went thither to
+lecture in the porticos. But when I did this, I seemed to breathe an
+impure air; and idle young men so often followed me home, that the
+maidens were deprived of the innocent freedom I wished them to enjoy.
+Here I feel, more than I have ever felt, the immediate presence of
+divinity."
+
+"I know not whether it be good or bad," said Plato; "but philosophy has
+wrought in me a dislike of conversing with many persons. I do not
+imitate the Pythagoreans, who close their gates; for I perceive that
+truth never ought to be a sealed fountain; but I cannot go into the
+Prytanaeum, the agoras, and the workshops, and jest, like Socrates, to
+captivate the attention of young men. When I thus seek to impart hidden
+treasures, I lose without receiving; and few perceive the value of what
+is offered. I feel the breath of life taken away from me by the
+multitude. Their praises cause me to fear, lest, according to Ibycus, I
+should offend the gods, but acquire glory among men. For these reasons,
+I have resolved never to abide in cities."
+
+"The name of Socrates recalls Alcibiades to my mind," rejoined
+Anaxagoras. "Is he still popular with the Athenians?"
+
+"He is; and will remain so," replied Plato, "so long as he feasts them
+at his own expense, and drinks three cotylae of wine at a draught. I
+know not of what materials he is made; unless it be of Carpasian flax,
+which above all things burns and consumes not."
+
+"Has this fearful pestilence no power to restrain the appetites and
+passions of the people?" inquired the old man.
+
+"It has but given them more unbridled license,'" rejoined Plato. "Even
+when the unburied dead lay heaped in piles, and the best of our
+equestrians were gasping in the streets, robbers took possession of
+their dwellings, drinking wine from their golden vessels, and singing
+impure songs in the presence of their household gods. Men seek to obtain
+oblivion of danger by reducing themselves to the condition of beasts,
+which have no perception above the immediate wants of the senses. All
+pursuits that serve to connect the soul with the world whence it came
+are rejected. The Odeum is shut; there is no more lecturing in the
+porticos; the temples are entirely forsaken, and even the Diasia are no
+longer observed. Some of the better sort of citizens, weary of fruitless
+prayers and sacrifices to Phoebus, Phoebe, Pallas, and the Erinnys. have
+erected an altar to the Unknown God; and this altar only is heaped with
+garlands, and branches of olive twined with wool."
+
+"A short time ago, he who had dared to propose the erection of such an
+altar would have been put to death," said Anaxagoras. "The pestilence
+has not been sent in vain, if the faith in images is shaken, and the
+Athenians have been led to reverence One great Principle of Order, even
+though they call it unknown."
+
+"It is fear, unmingled with reverence, in the minds of many," replied
+the philosopher of Academus. "As for the multitude, they consider all
+principles of right and wrong as things that may exist, or not exist,
+according to the vote of the Athenian people. Of ideas eternal in their
+nature, and therefore incapable of being created or changed by the will
+of a majority, they cannot conceive. When health is restored, they will
+return to the old worship of forms, as readily as they changed from
+Pericles to Cleon, and will again change from him to Pericles."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head and smiled, as he said: "Ah, Plato!
+Plato! where will you find materials for your ideal republic?"
+
+"In an ideal Atlantis," replied the Athenian, smiling in return; "or
+perchance in the fabled groves of Argive Hera, where the wild beasts are
+tamed--the deer and the wolf lie down together--and the weak animal
+finds refuge from his powerful pursuer. But the principle of a republic
+is none the less true, because mortals make themselves unworthy to
+receive it. The best doctrines become the worst, when they are used for
+evil purposes. Where a love of power is the ruling object, the tendency
+is corruption; and the only difference between Persia and Athens is,
+that in one place power is received by birth, in the other obtained by
+cunning.
+
+"Thus it will ever be; while men grope in the darkness of their outward
+nature; which receives no light from the inward, because they will not
+open the doors of the temple, where a shrine is placed, from which it
+ever beams forth with occult and venerable splendour.
+
+"Philosophers would do well if they ceased to disturb themselves with
+the meaning of mythologic fables, and considered whether they have not
+within themselves a serpent possessing more folds than Typhon, and far
+more raging and fierce. When the wild beasts within the soul are
+destroyed, men will no longer have to contend against their visible
+forms."
+
+"But tell me, O admirable Plato!" said Anaxagoras, "what connection can
+there be between the inward allegorical serpent, and the created form
+thereof?"
+
+"One could not exist without the other," answered Plato, "because where
+there is no ideal, there can be no image. There are doubtless men in
+other parts of the universe better than we are, because they stand on a
+higher plane of existence, and approach nearer to the _idea_ of man. The
+celestial lion is intellectual, but the sublunary irrational; for the
+former is nearer the _idea_ of a lion. The lower planes of existence
+receive the influences of the higher, according to the purity and
+stillness of the will. If this be restless and turbid, the waters from a
+pure fountain become corrupted, and the corruption flows down to lower
+planes of existence, until it at last manifests itself in corporeal
+forms. The sympathy thus produced between things earthly and celestial
+is the origin of imagination; by which men have power to trace the
+images of supernal forms, invisible to mortal eyes. Every man can be
+elevated to a higher plane by quiescence of the will; and thus may
+become a prophet. But none are perfect ones; because all have a tendency
+to look downward to the opinions of men in the same existence with
+themselves: and this brings them upon a lower plane, where the prophetic
+light glimmers and dies. The Pythia at Delphi, and the priestess in
+Dodona, have been the cause of very trifling benefits, when in a
+cautious, prudent state; but when agitated by a divine mania, they have
+produced many advantages, both public and private, to the Greeks."
+
+The conversation was interrupted by the merry shouts of children; and
+presently a troop of boys and girls appeared, leading two lambs decked
+with garlands. They were twin lambs of a ewe that had died; and they had
+been trained to suck from a pipe placed in a vessel of milk. This day,
+for the first time, the young ram had placed his budding horns under the
+throat of his sister lamb, and pushed away her head that he might take
+possession of the pipe himself. The children were greatly delighted with
+this exploit, and hastened to exhibit it before their old friend
+Anaxagoras, who always entered into their sports with a cheerful heart.
+Philothea replenished the vessel of milk; and the gambols of the young
+lambs, with the joyful laughter of the children, diffused a universal
+spirit of gladness. One little girl filled the hands of the old
+philosopher with tender leaves, that the beautiful animals might come
+and eat; while another climbed his knees, and put her little fingers on
+his venerable head, saying, "Your hair is as white as the lamb's; will
+Philothea spin it, father?"
+
+The maiden, who had been gazing at the little group with looks full of
+tenderness, timidly raised her eyes to Plato, and said, "Son of Aristo,
+these have not wandered so far from their divine home as we have!"
+
+The philosopher had before observed the peculiar radiance of Philothea's
+expression, when she raised her downcast eyes; but it never before
+appeared to him so much like light suddenly revealed from the inner
+shrine of a temple.
+
+With a feeling approaching to worship, he replied, "Maiden, your own
+spirit has always remained near its early glories."
+
+When the glad troop of children departed, Plato followed them to see
+their father's flocks, and play quoits with the larger boys. Anaxagoras
+looked after him with a pleased expression, as he said, "He will delight
+their minds, as he has elevated ours. Assuredly, his soul is like the
+Homeric, chain of gold, one end of which rests on earth, and the other
+terminates in Heaven."
+
+Milza was daily employed in fields not far distant, to tend a
+neighbour's goats, and Philothea, wishing to impart the welcome tidings,
+took up the shell with which she was accustomed to summon her to her
+evening labours. She was about to apply the shell to her lips, when she
+perceived the young Arcadian standing in the vine-covered arbour, with
+Geta, who had seized her by each cheek and was kissing her after the
+fashion of the Grecian peasantry. With a smile and a blush, the maiden
+turned away hastily, lest the humble lovers should perceive they were
+discovered.
+
+The frugal supper waited long on the table before Plato returned. As he
+entered, Anaxagoras pointed to the board, which rested on rude sticks
+cut from the trees, and said, "Son of Aristo, all I have to offer you
+are dried grapes, bread, wild honey, and water from the brook."
+
+"More I should not taste if I were at the table of Alcibiades," replied
+the philosopher of Athens. "When I see men bestow much thought on eating
+and drinking, I marvel that they will labour so diligently in building
+their own prisons. Here, at least, we can restore the Age of Innocence,
+when no life was taken to gratify the appetite of man, and the altars of
+the gods were unstained with blood."
+
+Philothea, contrary to the usual custom of Grecian women, remained with
+her grandfather and his guest during their simple repast, and soon after
+retired to her own apartment.
+
+When they were alone, Plato informed his aged friend that his visit to
+Lampsacus was at the request of Pericles. Hippocrates had expressed a
+hope that the presence of Philothea might, at least in some degree,
+restore the health of Paralus; and the heart-stricken father had sent to
+intreat her consent to a union with his son.
+
+"Philothea would not leave me, even if I urged it with tears," replied
+Anaxagoras; "and I am forbidden to return to Athens."
+
+"Pericles has provided an asylum for you, on the borders of Attica,"
+answered Plato; "and the young people would soon join you, after their
+marriage. He did not suppose that his former proud opposition to their
+loves would be forgotten; but he said hearts like yours would forgive it
+all, the more readily because he was now a man deprived of power, and
+his son suffering under a visitation of the gods. Alcibiades laughed
+aloud when he heard of this proposition; and said his uncle would never
+think of making it to any but a maiden who sees the zephyrs run and
+hears the stars sing. He spoke truth in his profane merriment. Pericles
+knows that she who obediently listens to the inward voice will be most
+likely to seek the happiness of others, forgetful of her own wrongs."
+
+"I do not believe the tender-hearted maiden ever cherished resentment
+against any living thing," replied Anaxagoras. "She often reminds me of
+Hesiod's description of Leto:
+
+  'Placid to men and to immortal gods;
+  Mild from the first beginning of her days;
+  Gentlest of all in Heaven.'
+
+"She has indeed been a precious gift to my old age. Simple and loving as
+she is, there are times when her looks and words fill me with awe, as if
+I stood in the presence of divinity."
+
+"It is a most lovely union when the Muses and the Charities inhabit the
+same temple," said Plato. "I think she learned of you to be a constant
+worshipper of the innocent and graceful nymphs, who preside over kind
+and gentle actions. But tell me, Anaxagoras, if this marriage is
+declined, who will protect the daughter of Alcimenes when you are
+gone?"
+
+The philosopher replied, "I have a sister Heliodora, the youngest of my
+father's flock; who is Priestess of the Sun, at Ephesus. Of all my
+family, she has least despised me for preferring philosophy to gold; and
+report bespeaks her wise and virtuous. I have asked and obtained from
+her a promise to protect Philothea when I am gone; but I will tell my
+child the wishes of Pericles, and leave her to the guidance of her own
+heart. If she enters the home of Paralus, she will be to him, as she has
+been to me, a blessing like the sunshine."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+  Adieu, thou sun, and fields of golden light;
+  For the last time I drink thy radiance bright,
+  And sink to sleep.
+                                   ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The galley that brought Plato from Athens was sent on a secret political
+mission, and was not expected to revisit Lampsacus until the return of
+another moon. Anaxagoras, always mindful of the happiness of those
+around him, proposed that the constancy of faithful Geta should be
+rewarded by an union with Milza. The tidings were hailed with joy; not
+only by the young couple, but by all the villagers. The superstition of
+the little damsel did indeed suggest numerous obstacles. The sixteenth
+of the month must on no account be chosen; one day was unlucky for a
+wedding, because as she returned from the fields, an old woman busy at
+the distaff had directly crossed her path; and another was equally so,
+because she had seen a weasel, without remembering to throw three stones
+as it passed. But at last there came a day against which no objections
+could be raised. The sky was cloudless, and the moon at its full; both
+deemed propitious omens. A white kid had been sacrificed to Artemis, and
+baskets of fruit and poppies been duly placed upon her altar. The long
+white veil woven by Milza and laid by for this occasion, was taken out
+to be bleached in the sunshine and dew. Philothea presented a zone,
+embroidered by her own skilful hands; Anaxagoras bestowed a pair of
+sandals laced with crimson; and Geta purchased a bridal robe of flaming
+colours.
+
+Plato promised to supply the feast with almonds and figs. The peasant,
+whose goats Milza had tended, sent six large vases of milk, borne by
+boys crowned with garlands. And the matrons of the village, with whom
+the kind little Arcadian had ever been a favourite, presented a huge
+cake, carried aloft on a bed of flowers, by twelve girls clothed in
+white. The humble residence of the old philosopher was almost covered
+with the abundant blossoms brought by joyful children. The door posts
+were crowned with garlands anointed with oil, and bound with fillets of
+wool. The bride and bridegroom were carried in procession, on a litter
+made of the boughs of trees, plentifully adorned with garlands and flags
+of various colours; preceded by young men playing on reeds and flutes,
+and followed by maidens bearing a pestle and sieve. The priest performed
+the customary sacrifices at the altar of Hera; the omens were
+propitious; libations were poured; and Milza returned to her happy home,
+the wife of her faithful Geta. Feasting continued till late in the
+evening, and the voice of music was not hushed until past the hour of
+midnight.
+
+The old philosopher joined in the festivity, and in the cheerfulness of
+his heart exerted himself beyond his strength. Each succeeding day found
+him more feeble; and Philothea soon perceived that the staff on which
+she had leaned from her childhood was about to be removed forever. On
+the twelfth day after Milza's wedding, he asked to be led into the open
+portico, that he might enjoy the genial warmth. He gazed on the bright
+landscape, as if it had been the countenance of a friend. Then looking
+upward, with a placid smile, he said to Plato, "You tell me that Truth
+acts upon the soul, like the Sun upon the eye, when it turneth to him.
+Would that I could be as easily and certainly placed in the light of
+truth, as I have been in this blessed sunshine! But in vain I seek to
+comprehend the mystery of my being. All my thoughts on this subject are
+dim and shadowy, as the ghosts seen by Odysseus on the Stygian shore."
+
+Plato answered: "Thus it must ever be, while the outward world lies so
+near us, and the images of things crowd perpetually on the mind. An
+obolus held close to the eye may prevent our seeing the moon and the
+stars; and thus does the ever-present earth exclude the glories of
+Heaven. But in the midst of uncertainty and fears, one feeling alone
+remains; and that is hope, strong as belief, that virtue can never die.
+In pity to the cravings of the soul, something will surely be given in
+future time more bright and fixed than the glimmering truths preserved
+in poetic fable; even as radiant stars arose from the ashes of Orion's
+daughters, to shine in the heavens an eternal crown."
+
+The old man replied, "I have, as you well know, been afraid to indulge
+in your speculations concerning the soul, lest I should spend my life in
+unsatisfied attempts to embrace beautiful shadows."
+
+"To me likewise they have sometimes appeared doctrines too high and
+solemn to be taught," rejoined Plato: "Often when I have attempted to
+clothe them in language, the airy forms have glided from me, mocking me
+with their distant beauty. We are told of Tantalus surrounded by water
+that flows away when he attempts to taste it, and with delicious fruits
+above his head, carried off by a sudden wind whenever he tries to seize
+them. It was his crime that, being admitted to the assemblies of
+Olympus, he brought away the nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and gave
+them unto mortals. Sometimes, when I have been led to discourse of ideal
+beauty, with those who perceive only the images of things, the
+remembrance of that unhappy son of Zeus has awed me into silence."
+
+While they were yet speaking, the noise of approaching wheels was heard,
+and presently a splendid chariot, with four white horses, stopped before
+the humble dwelling.
+
+A stranger, in purple robes, descended from the chariot, followed by
+servants carrying a seat of ivory inlaid with silver, a tuft of peacock
+feathers to brush away the insects, and a golden box filled with
+perfumes. It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomenae, the nephew of
+Anaxagoras. He had neglected and despised the old man in his poverty,
+but had now come to congratulate him on the rumour of Philothea's
+approaching marriage with the son of Pericles. The aged philosopher
+received him with friendly greeting, and made him known to Plato.
+Chrysippus gave a glance at the rude furniture of the portico, and
+gathered his perfumed robes carefully about him.
+
+"Son of Basileon, it is the dwelling of cleanliness, though it be the
+abode of poverty," said the old man, in a tone of mild reproof.
+
+Geta had officiously brought a wooden bench for the high-born guest;
+but he waited till his attendants had opened the ivory seat, and covered
+it with crimson cloth, before he seated himself, and replied:
+
+"Truly, I had not expected to find the son of Hegesibulus in so mean a
+habitation. No man would conjecture that you were the descendant of
+princes."
+
+With a quiet smile, the old man answered,--"Princes have not wished to
+proclaim kindred with Anaxagoras; and why should he desire to perpetuate
+the remembrance of what they have forgotten?"
+
+Chrysippus looked toward Plato, and with some degree of embarrassment
+sought to excuse himself, by saying, "My father often told me that it
+was your own choice to withdraw from your family; and if they have not
+since offered to share their wealth with you, it is because you have
+ever been improvident of your estates."
+
+"What! Do you not take charge of them?" inquired Anaxagoras. "I gave my
+estates to your father, from the conviction that he would take better
+care of them than I could do; and in this I deemed myself most
+provident."
+
+"But you went to Athens, and took no care for your country," rejoined
+the prince.
+
+The venerable philosopher pointed to the heavens, that smiled serenely
+above them,--and said, "Nay, young man, my greatest care has ever been
+for my country."
+
+In a more respectful tone, Chrysippus rejoined: "Anaxagoras, all men
+speak of your wisdom; but does this fame so far satisfy you, that you
+never regret you sacrificed riches to philosophy?"
+
+"I am satisfied with the pursuit of wisdom, not with the fame of it,"
+replied the sage. "In my youth, I greatly preferred wisdom to gold; and
+as I approach the Stygian shore, gold has less and less value in my
+eyes. Charon will charge my disembodied spirit but a single obolus for
+crossing his dark ferry. Living mortals only need a golden bough to
+enter the regions of the dead."
+
+The prince seemed thoughtful for a moment, as he gazed on the benevolent
+countenance of his aged relative.
+
+"If it be as you have said, Anaxagoras is indeed happier than princes,"
+he replied. "But I came to speak of the daughter of Alcimenes. I have
+heard that she is beautiful, and the destined wife of Paralus of
+Athens."
+
+"It is even so," said the philosopher; "and it would gladden my heart,
+if I might be permitted to see her placed under the protection of
+Pericles, before I die."
+
+"Has a sufficient dowry been provided?" inquired Chrysippus. "No one of
+our kindred must enter the family of Pericles as a slave."
+
+A slight colour mantled in the old man's cheeks, as he answered, "I have
+friends in Athens, who will not see my precious child suffer shame for
+want of a few drachmae."
+
+"I have brought with me a gift, which I deemed in some degree suited to
+the dignity of our ancestors," rejoined the prince; "and I indulged the
+hope of giving it into the hands of the maiden."
+
+As he spoke, he made a signal to his attendants, who straightway brought
+from the chariot a silver tripod lined with gold, and a bag containing
+a hundred golden staters. At the same moment, Milza entered, and in a
+low voice informed Anaxagoras that Philothea deemed this prolonged
+interview with the stranger dangerous to his feeble health; and begged
+that he would suffer himself to be placed on the couch. The invalid
+replied by a message desiring her presence. As she entered, he said to
+her, "Philothea, behold your kinsman Chrysippus, son of Basileon."
+
+The illustrious guest was received with the same modest and friendly
+greeting, that would have been bestowed on the son of a worthy peasant.
+The prince felt slightly offended that his splendid dress and
+magnificent equipage produced so little effect on the family of the
+philosopher; but as the fame of Philothea's beauty had largely mingled
+with other inducements to make the visit, he endeavoured to conceal his
+pride, and as he offered the rich gifts, said in a respectful tone,
+"Daughter of Alcimenes, the tripod is from Heliodora, Priestess at
+Ephesus. The golden coin is from my own coffers. Accept them for a
+dowry; and allow me to claim one privilege in return. As I cannot be at
+the marriage feast, to share the pleasures of other kinsmen, permit the
+son of Basileon to see you now one moment without your veil."
+
+He waved his hand for his attendants to withdraw; but the maiden
+hesitated, until Anaxagoras said mildly, "Chrysippus is of your father's
+kindred; and it is discreet that his request be granted."
+
+Philothea timidly removed her veil, and a modest blush suffused her
+lovely countenance, as she said, "Thanks, Prince of Clazomenae, for
+these munificent gifts. May the gods long preserve you a blessing to
+your family and people."
+
+"The gifts are all unworthy of her who receives them," replied
+Chrysippus, gazing so intently that the maiden, with rosy confusion,
+replaced her veil.
+
+Anaxagoras invited his royal guest to share a philosopher's repast, to
+which he promised should be added a goblet of wine, lately sent from
+Lampsacus. The prince courteously accepted his invitation; and the kind
+old man, wearied with the exertions he had made, was borne to his couch
+in an inner apartment. When Plato had assisted Philothea and Milza in
+arranging his pillows, and folding the robe about his feet, he returned
+to the portico. Philothea supposed the stranger was about to follow him;
+and without raising her head, as she bent over her grandfather's couch,
+she said: "He is feeble, and needs repose. In the days of his, strength,
+he would not have thus left you to the courtesy of our Athenian guest."
+
+"Would to the gods that I had sought him sooner!" rejoined Chrysippus.
+"While I have gathered foreign jewels, I have been ignorant of the gems
+in my own family."
+
+Then stooping down, he took Anaxagoras by the hand, and said
+affectionately, "Have you nothing to ask of your brother's son?"
+
+"Nothing but your prayers for us, and a gentle government for your
+people," answered the old man. "I thank you for your kindness to this
+precious orphan. For myself, I am fast going where I shall need less
+than ever the gifts of princes."
+
+"Would you not like to be buried with regal honour, in your native
+Clazomenae?" inquired the prince.
+
+The philosopher again pointed upward as he replied, "Nay. The road to
+heaven would be no shorter from Clazomenae."
+
+"And what monument would you have reared to mark the spot where
+Anaxagoras sleeps?" said Chrysippus.
+
+"I wish to be buried after the ancient manner, with the least possible
+trouble and expense," rejoined the invalid. "The money you would expend
+for a monument may be given to some captive sighing in bondage. Let an
+almond tree be planted near my grave, that the boys may love to come
+there, as to a pleasant home."
+
+"The citizens of Lampsacus, hearing of your illness, requested me to ask
+what they should do in honour of your memory, when it pleased the gods
+to call you hence. What response do you give to this message?" inquired
+the prince.
+
+The philosopher answered, "Say to them that I desire all the children
+may have a holiday on the anniversary of my death."
+
+Chrysippus remained silent for a few moments; and then continued:
+"Anaxagoras, I perceive that you are strangely unlike other mortals; and
+I know not how you will receive the proposal I am about to make.
+Philothea has glided from the apartment, as if afraid to remain in my
+presence. That graceful maiden is too lovely for any destiny meaner than
+a royal marriage. As a kinsman, I have the best claim to her; and if it
+be your will, I will divorce my Phoenician Astarte, and make Philothea
+princess of Clazomenae."
+
+"Thanks, son of Basileon," replied the old man; "but I love the innocent
+orphan too well to bestow upon her the burden and the dangers of
+royalty."
+
+"None could dispute your own right to exchange power and wealth for
+philosophy and poverty," said Chrysippus; "but though you are the lawful
+guardian of this maiden, I deem it unjust to reject a splendid alliance
+without her knowledge."
+
+"Philothea gave her affections to Paralus, even in the days of their
+childhood," replied Anaxagoras; "and she is of a nature too divine to
+place much value on the splendour that passes away."
+
+The prince seemed disturbed and chagrined by this imperturbable spirit
+of philosophy; and after a few brief remarks retreated to the portico.
+
+Here he entered into conversation with Plato; and after some general
+discourse, spoke of his wishes with regard to Philothea. "Anaxagoras
+rejects the alliance," said he, smiling; "but take my word for it, the
+maiden would not dismiss the matter thus lightly. I have never yet seen
+a woman who preferred philosophy to princes."
+
+"Kings are less fortunate than philosophers," responded Plato; "I have
+known several women, who preferred wisdom to gold. Could Chrysippus look
+into those divine eyes, and yet believe that Philothea's soul would
+rejoice in the pomp of princes?"
+
+The wealthy son of Basileon still remained incredulous of any exceptions
+to woman's vanity; and finally obtained a promise from Plato, that he
+would use his influence with his friend to have the matter left
+entirely to Philothea's decision.
+
+When the maiden was asked by her grandfather, whether she would be the
+wife of Paralus, smitten by the hand of disease, or princess of
+Clazomenae, surrounded by more grandeur than Penelope could boast in her
+proudest days--her innocent countenance expressed surprise, not
+unmingled with fear, that the mind of Anaxagoras was wandering. But when
+assured that Chrysippus seriously proposed to divorce his wife and marry
+her, a feeling of humiliation came over her, that a man, ignorant of the
+qualities of her soul, should be thus captivated by her outward beauty,
+and regard it as a thing to be bought with gold. But the crimson tint
+soon subsided from her transparent cheek, and she quietly replied, "Tell
+the prince of Clazomenae that I have never learned to value riches; nor
+could I do so, without danger of being exiled far from my divine home."
+
+When these words were repeated to Chrysippus, he exclaimed impatiently,
+"Curse on the folly which philosophers dignify with the name of wisdom!"
+
+After this, nothing could restore the courtesy he had previously
+assumed. He scarcely tasted the offered fruit and wine; bade a cold
+farewell, and soon rolled away in his splendid chariot, followed by his
+train of attendants.
+
+This unexpected interview produced a singular excitement in the mind of
+Anaxagoras. All the occurrences of his youth passed vividly before him;
+and things forgotten for years were remembered like events of the past
+hour. Plato sat by his side till the evening twilight deepened,
+listening as he recounted scenes long since witnessed in Athens. When
+they entreated him to seek repose, he reluctantly assented, and said to
+his friend, with a gentle pressure of the hand, "Farewell, son of
+Aristo. Pray for me before you retire to your couch."
+
+Plato parted the silver hairs, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead;
+then crowning himself with a garland, he knelt before an altar that
+stood in the apartment, and prayed aloud: "O thou, who art King of
+Heaven, life and death are in thy hand! Grant what is good for us,
+whether we ask it, or ask it not; and refuse that which would be
+hurtful, even when we ask it most earnestly."
+
+"That contains the spirit of all prayer," said the old philosopher. "And
+now, Plato, go to thy rest; and I will go to mine. Very pleasant have
+thy words been to me. Even like the murmuring of fountains in a parched
+and sandy desert." When left alone with his grandchild and Milza, the
+invalid still seemed unusually excited, and his eyes shone with unwonted
+brightness. Again he recurred to his early years, and talked fondly of
+his wife and children. He dwelt on the childhood of Philothea with
+peculiar pleasure. "Often, very often," said he, "thy infant smiles and
+artless speech led my soul to divine things; when, without thee, the
+link would have been broken, and the communication lost."
+
+He held her hand affectionately in his, and often drew her toward him,
+that he might kiss her cheek. Late in the night, sleep began to steal
+over him with gentle influence; and Philothea was afraid to move, lest
+she should disturb his slumbers.
+
+Milza reposed on a couch close by her side, ready to obey the slightest
+summons; the small earthen lamp that stood on the floor, shaded by an
+open tablet, burned dim; and the footsteps of Plato were faintly heard
+in the stillness of the night, as he softly paced to and fro in the open
+portico.
+
+Philothea leaned her head upon the couch, and gradually yielded to the
+drowsy influence.
+
+When she awoke, various objects in the apartment were indistinctly
+revealed by the dawning light. All was deeply quiet. She remained
+kneeling by her grandfather's side, and her hand was still clasped in
+his; but it was chilled beneath his touch. She arose, gently placed his
+arm on the couch, and looked upon his face. A placid smile rested on his
+features; and she saw that his spirit had passed in peace.
+
+She awoke Milza, and desired that the household might be summoned. As
+they stood around the couch of that venerable man, Geta and Milza wept
+bitterly; but Philothea calmly kissed his cold cheek; and Plato looked
+on him with serene affection, as he said, "So sleep the good."
+
+A lock of grey hair suspended on the door, and a large vase of water at
+the threshold, early announced to the villagers that the soul of
+Anaxagoras had passed from its earthly tenement. The boys came with
+garlands to decorate the funeral couch of the beloved old man; and no
+tribute of respect was wanting; for all that knew him blessed his
+memory.
+
+He was buried, as he had desired, near the clepsydra in the little
+brook; a young almond tree was planted on his grave; and for years
+after, all the children commemorated the anniversary of his death, by a
+festival called Anaxagoreia.
+
+Pericles had sent two discreet matrons, and four more youthful
+attendants, to accompany Philothea to Athens, in case she consented to
+become the wife of Paralus. The morning after the decease of Anaxagoras,
+Plato sent a messenger to Lampsacus, desiring the presence of these
+women, accompanied by Euago and his household. As soon as the funeral
+rites were passed, he entreated Philothea to accept the offered
+protection of Euago, the friend of his youth, and connected by marriage
+with the house of Pericles. "I urge it the more earnestly," said he,
+"because I think you have reason to fear the power and resentment of
+Chrysippus. Princes do not willingly relinquish a pursuit; and his train
+could easily seize you and your attendants, without resistance from
+these simple villagers."
+
+Aglaonice, wife of Euago, likewise urged the orphan, in the most
+affectionate manner, to return with them to Lampsacus, and there await
+the departure of the galley. Philothea acknowledged the propriety of
+removal, and felt deeply thankful for the protecting influence of her
+friends. The simple household furniture was given to Milza; her own
+wardrobe, with many little things that had become dear to her, were
+deposited in the chariot of Euago; the weeping villagers had taken an
+affectionate farewell; and sacrifices to the gods had been offered on
+the altar in front of the dwelling.
+
+Still Philothea lingered and gazed on the beautiful scenes where she
+had passed so many tranquil hours. Tears mingled with her smiles, as she
+said, "O, how hard it is to believe the spirit of Anaxagoras will be as
+near me in Athens, as it is here, where his bones lie buried!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+  One day, the muses twined the hands
+  Of infant love with flowery bands,
+  And gave the smiling captive boy
+  To be Celestial Beauty's joy.
+                             ANACREON.
+
+
+While Philothea remained at Lampsacus, awaiting the arrival of the
+galley, news came that Chrysippus, with a company of horsemen, had been
+to her former residence, under the pretext of paying funeral rites to
+his deceased relative. At the same time, several robes, mantles, and
+veils, were brought from Heliodora at Ephesus; with the request that
+they, as well as the silver tripod, should be considered, not as a
+dowry, but as gifts to be disposed of as she pleased. The priestess
+mentioned feeble health as a reason for not coming in person to bid the
+orphan farewell; and promised that sacrifices and prayers for her
+happines should be duly offered at the shrine of radiant Phoebus.
+
+Philothea smiled to remember how long she had lived in Ionia without
+attracting the notice of her princely relatives, until her name became
+connected with the illustrious house of Pericles; but she meekly
+returned thanks and friendly wishes, together with the writings of
+Simonides, beautifully copied by her own hand.
+
+The day of departure at length arrived. All along the shore might be
+seen smoke rising from the altars of Poseidon, AEolus, Castor and
+Polydeuces, and the sea-green Sisters of the Deep. To the usual danger
+of winds and storms was added the fear of encountering hostile fleets;
+and every power that presided over the destinies of sailors was invoked
+by the anxious mariners. But their course seemed more like an excursion
+in a pleasure barge, than a voyage on the ocean. They rowed along
+beneath a calm and sunny sky, keeping close to the verdant shores where,
+ever and anon, temples, altars, and statues, peeped forth amid groves of
+cypress and cedar; under the shadow of which many a festive train hailed
+the soft approach of spring, with pipe, and song, and choral dance.
+
+The tenth day saw the good ship Halcyone safely moored in the harbour of
+Phalerum, chosen in preference to the more crowded and diseased port of
+the Piraeus. The galley having been perceived at a distance, Pericles and
+Clinias were waiting, with chariots, in readiness to convey Philothea
+and her attendants. The first inquiries of Pericles were concerning the
+health of Anaxagoras; and he seemed deeply affected, when informed that
+he would behold his face no more. Philothea's heart was touched by the
+tender solemnity of his manner when he bade her welcome to Athens. Plato
+anticipated the anxious question that trembled on her tongue; and a
+brief answer indicated that no important change had taken place in
+Paralus. Clinias kindly urged the claims of himself and wife to be
+considered the parents of the orphan; and they all accompanied her to
+his house, attended by boys burning incense, as a protection against the
+pestilential atmosphere of the marshy grounds.
+
+When they alighted, Philothea timidly, but earnestly, asked to see
+Paralus without delay. Their long-cherished affection, the full
+communion of soul they had enjoyed together, and the peculiar visitation
+which now rested on him, all combined to make her forgetful of ceremony.
+
+Pericles went to seek his son, and found him reclining on the couch
+where he had left him. The invalid seemed to be in a state of deep
+abstraction, and offered no resistance as they led him to the chariot.
+When they entered the house of Clinias, he looked around with a painful
+expression of weariness, until they tenderly placed him on a couch. He
+was evidently disturbed by the presence of those about him, but
+unmindful of any familiar faces, until Philothea suddenly knelt by his
+side, and throwing back her veil, said, "Paralus! dear Paralus! Do you
+not know me?" Then his whole face kindled with an expression of joy, so
+intense that Pericles for a moment thought the faculties of his soul
+were completely restored.
+
+But the first words he uttered showed a total unconsciousness of past
+events. "Oh, Philothea!" he exclaimed, "I have not heard your voice
+since last night, when you came to me and sung that beautiful welcome to
+the swallows, which all the little children like so well."
+
+On the preceding evening, Philothea, being urged by her maidens to sing,
+had actually warbled that little song; thinking all the while of the
+days of childhood, when she and Paralus used to sing it, to please their
+young companions. When she heard this mysterious allusion to the music,
+she looked at Plato with an expression of surprise; while Milza and the
+other attendants seemed afraid in the presence of one thus visited by
+the gods.
+
+With looks full of beaming affection, the invalid continued: "And now,
+Philothea, we will again walk to that pleasant place, where we went when
+you finished the song."
+
+In low and soothing tones, the maiden inquired, "Where did we go,
+Paralus?"
+
+"Have you forgotten?" he replied. "We went hand in hand up a high
+mountain. A path wound round it in spiral flexures, ever ascending, and
+communicating with all above and all below. A stream of water, pure as
+crystal, flowed along the path, from the summit to the base. Where we
+stood to rest awhile, the skies were of transparent blue; but higher up,
+the light was purple and the trees full of doves. We saw little children
+leading lambs to drink at the stream, and they raised their voices in
+glad shouts, to see the bright waters go glancing and glittering down
+the sides of the mountain."
+
+He remained silent and motionless for several minutes; and then
+continued: "But this path is dreary. I do not like this wide marsh, and
+these ruined temples. Who spoke then and told me it was Athens? But now
+I see the groves of Academus. There is a green meadow in the midst, on
+which rests a broad belt of sunshine. Above it, are floating little
+children with wings; and they throw down garlands to little children
+without wings, who are looking upward with joyful faces. Oh, how
+beautiful they are! Come, Philothea, let us join them."
+
+The philosopher smiled, and inwardly hailed the words as an omen
+auspicious to his doctrines. All who listened were deeply impressed by
+language so mysterious.
+
+The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music. A cithara
+being brought, Philothea played one of his favourite songs, accompanied
+by her voice. The well-remembered sounds seemed to fill him with joy
+beyond his power to express; and again his anxious parent cherished the
+hope that reason would be fully restored.
+
+He put his hand affectionately on Philothea's head, as he said, "Your
+presence evidently has a blessed influence; but oh, my daughter, what a
+sacrifice you are making--young and beautiful as you are!"
+
+"Nay, Pericles," she replied, "I deem it a privilege once more to hear
+the sound of his voice; though it speaks a strange, unearthly language."
+
+When they attempted to lead the invalid from the apartment, and
+Philothea, with a tremulous voice, said, "Farewell, Paralus,"--an
+expression of intense gloom came over his countenance, suddenly as a
+sunny field is obscured by passing clouds. "Not farewell to Eurydice!"
+he said: "It is sad music--sad music."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden was affected even to tears, and found it hard
+to submit to a temporary separation. But Pericles assured her that his
+son would probably soon fall asleep, and awake without any recollection
+of recent events. Before she retired to her couch, a messenger was sent
+to inform her that Paralus was in deep repose.
+
+Clinias having removed from the unhealthy Piraeus, in search of purer
+atmosphere, Philothea found him in the house once occupied by Phidias;
+and the hope that scenes of past happiness might prove salutary to the
+mind of Paralus, induced Pericles to prepare the former dwelling of
+Anaxagoras for his bridal home. The friends and relations of the invalid
+were extremely desirous to have Philothea's soothing influence
+continually exerted upon him; and the disinterested maiden earnestly
+wished to devote every moment of her life to the restoration of his
+precious health. Under these circumstances, it was deemed best that the
+marriage should take place immediately.
+
+The mother of Paralus had died; and Aspasia, with cautious delicacy,
+declined being present at the ceremony, under the pretext of ill health;
+but Phoenarete, the wife of Clinias, gladly consented to act as mother
+of the orphan bride.
+
+Propitiatory sacrifices were duly offered to Artemis, Hera, Pallas,
+Aphrodite, the Fates, and the Graces. On the appointed day, Philothea
+appeared in bridal garments, prepared by Phoenarete. The robe of fine
+Milesian texture, was saffron-coloured, with a purple edge. Over this,
+was a short tunic of brilliant crimson, confined at the waist by an
+embroidered zone, fastened with a broad clasp of gold. Glossy braids of
+hair were intertwined with the folds of her rose-coloured veil; and both
+bride and bridegroom were crowned with garlands of roses and myrtle. The
+chariot, in which they were seated, was followed by musicians, and a
+long train of friends and relatives. Arrived at the temple of Hera, the
+priest presented a branch, which they held between them as a symbol of
+the ties about to unite them. Victims were sacrificed, and the omens
+declared not unpropitious. When the gall had been cast behind the
+altar, Clinias placed Philothea's hand within the hand of Paralus; the
+bride dedicated a ringlet of her hair to Hera; the customary vows were
+pronounced by the priest; and the young couple were presented with
+golden cups of wine, from which they poured libations. The invalid was
+apparently happy; but so unconscious of the scene he was acting, that
+his father was obliged to raise his hand and pour forth the wine.
+
+The ceremonies being finished, the priest reminded Philothea that when a
+good wife died, Persephone formed a procession of the best women to
+scatter flowers in her path, and lead her spirit to Elysium. As he
+spoke, two doves alighted on the altar; but one immediately rose, and
+floated above the other, with a tender cooing sound. Its mate looked
+upward for a moment; and then both of them rose high in the air, and
+disappeared. The spectators hailed this as an auspicious omen; but
+Philothea pondered it in her heart, and thought she perceived a deeper
+meaning than was visible to them.
+
+As the company returned, with the joyful sound of music, many a friendly
+hand threw garlands from the housetops, and many voices pronounced a
+blessing.
+
+In consideration of the health of Paralus, the customary evening
+procession was dispensed with. An abundant feast was prepared at the
+house of Clinias. The gentle and serious bride joined with her female
+friends in the apartments of the women; but no bridegroom appeared at
+the banquet of the men.
+
+As the guests seated themselves at table, a boy came in covered with
+thorn-boughs and acorns, bearing a golden basket filled with bread, and
+singing, "I have left the worse and found the better." As he passed
+through the rooms, musicians began to play on various instruments, and
+troops of young dancers moved in airy circles to the sound.
+
+At an early hour, Philothea went to the apartment prepared for her in
+the home of her childhood. Phoenarete preceded her with a lighted torch,
+and her female attendants followed, accompanied by young Pericles,
+bearing on his head a vase of water from the Fountain of Callirhoee, with
+which custom required that the bride's feet should be bathed. Music was
+heard until a late hour, and epithalamia were again resumed with the
+morning light.
+
+The next day, a procession of women brought the bridal gifts of friends
+and relatives, preceded by a boy clothed in white, carrying a torch in
+one hand, and a basket of flowers in the other. Philothea, desirous to
+please the father of her husband, had particularly requested that this
+office might be performed by the youthful Pericles--a beautiful boy, the
+only son of Aspasia. The gifts were numerous; consisting of embroidered
+sandals, perfume boxes of ivory inlaid with gold, and various other
+articles, for use or ornament. Pericles sent a small ivory statue of
+Persephone gathering flowers in the vale of Enna; and Aspasia a clasp,
+representing the Naiades floating with the infant Eros, bound in
+garlands. The figures were intaglio, in a gem of transparent cerulean
+hue, and delicately painted. When viewed from the opposite side, the
+effect was extremely beautiful; for the graceful nymphs seemed actually
+moving in their native element Alcibiades presented a Sidonian veil, of
+roseate hue and glossy texture. Phoenarete bestowed a ring, on which was
+carved a dancing Oread; and Plato a cameo clasp, representing the infant
+Eros crowning a lamb with a garland of lilies.
+
+On the third day, custom allowed every relative to see the bride with
+her face unveiled; and the fame of her surpassing beauty induced the
+remotest connections of the family to avail themselves of the privilege.
+Philothea meekly complied with these troublesome requisitions; but her
+heart was weary for quiet hours, that she might hold free communion with
+Paralus, in that beautiful spirit-land, where his soul was wandering
+before its time.
+
+Music, and the sound of Philothea's voice, seemed the only links that
+connected him with a world of shadows; but his visions were so blissful,
+and his repose so full of peace, that restless and ambitious men might
+well have envied a state thus singularly combining the innocence of
+childhood with the rich imagination of maturer years.
+
+Many weeks passed away in bright tranquillity; and the watchful wife
+thought she at times perceived faint indication of returning health.
+Geta and Milza, in compliance with their own urgent entreaties, were her
+constant assistants in nursing the invalid; and more than once she
+imagined that he looked at them with an earnest expression, as if his
+soul were returning to the recollections of former years.
+
+Spring ripened into summer. The olive-garlands twined with wool,
+suspended on the doors during the festival of Thargelia, had withered
+and fallen; and all men talked of the approaching commemoration of the
+Olympic games.
+
+Hippocrates had been informed that Tithonus, the Ethiopian, possessed
+the singular power of leading the soul from the body, and again
+restoring it to its functions, by means of a soul-directing wand; and
+the idea arose in his mind, that this process might produce a salutary
+effect on Paralus.
+
+The hopes of the anxious father were easily kindled; and he at once
+became desirous that his son should be conveyed to Olympia; for it was
+reported that Tithonus would be present at the games.
+
+Philothea sighed deeply, as she listened to the proposition; for she had
+faith only in the healing power of perfect quiet, and the free communion
+of congenial souls. She yielded to the opinion of Pericles with
+characteristic humility; but the despondency of her tones did not pass
+unobserved.
+
+"It is partly for your sake that I wish it, my poor child," said he. "If
+it may be avoided, I will not see the whole of your youth consumed in
+anxious watchings."
+
+The young wife looked up with a serene and bright expression, as she
+replied, "Nay, my father, you have never seen me anxious, or troubled. I
+have known most perfect contentment since my union with your son."
+
+Pericles answered affectionately, "I believe it, my daughter; and I have
+marvelled at your cheerfulness. Assuredly, with more than Helen's
+beauty, you have inherited the magical Egyptian powder, whereby she
+drove away all care and melancholy."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+  _Iphegenia_--Absent so long, with joy I look on thee.
+  _Agamemnon_--And I on thee; so this is mutual joy.
+                                    EURIPIDES.
+
+
+In accordance with the advice of Hippocrates, the journey to Olympia was
+undertaken. Some time before the commencement of the games, a party,
+consisting of Pericles, Plato, Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants,
+made preparations for departure.
+
+Having kissed the earth of Athens, and sacrificed to Hermes and Hecate,
+the protectors of travellers, they left the city at the Dipylon Gate,
+and entered the road leading to Eleusis. The country presented a
+cheerless aspect; for fields and vineyards once fruitful were desolated
+by ferocious war. But religious veneration had protected the altars, and
+their chaste simplicity breathed the spirit of peace; while the
+beautiful little rustic temples of Demeter, in commemoration of her
+wanderings in search of the lost Persephone, spoke an ideal language,
+soothing to the heart amid the visible traces of man's destructive
+passions.
+
+During the solemnization of the Olympic Games, the bitterest animosities
+were laid aside. The inhabitants of states carrying on a deadly war with
+each other, met in peace and friendship. Even Megara, with all her
+hatred to Athens, gave the travellers a cordial welcome. In every house
+they entered, bread, wine, and salt, were offered to Zeus Xinias, the
+patron of hospitality.
+
+A pleasant grove of cypress trees announced the vicinity of Corinth,
+famed for its magnificence and beauty. A foot-path from the grove led to
+a secluded spot, where water was spouted forth by a marble dolphin, at
+the foot of a brazen statue of Poseidon.
+
+The travellers descended from their chariots to rest under the shadow of
+the lofty plane trees, and refresh themselves with a draught from the
+fountain. The public road was thronged with people on their way to
+Olympia. Most of them drove with renewed eagerness to enter Corinth
+before the evening twilight; for nearly all travellers made it a point
+to visit the remarkable scenes in this splendid and voluptuous city, the
+Paris of the ancient world. A few were attracted by the cool murmuring
+of the waters, and turned aside to the fountain of Poseidon. Among these
+was Artaphernes the Persian, who greeted Pericles, and made known his
+friend Orsames, lately arrived from Ecbatana. The stranger said he had
+with him a parcel for Anaxagoras; and inquired whether any tidings of
+that philosopher had been lately received in Athens. Pericles informed
+them of the death of the good old man, and mentioned that his
+grand-daughter, accompanied by her husband and attendants, was then in a
+retired part of the grove. The Persian took from his chariot a roll of
+parchment and a small box, and placed them in the hands of Geta, to be
+conveyed to Philothea. The tears came to her eyes, when she discovered
+that it was a friendly epistle from Philaemon to his beloved old master.
+It appeared to have been written soon after he heard of his exile, and
+was accompanied by a gift of four minae. His own situation was described
+as happy as it could be in a foreign land. His time was principally
+employed in instructing the sons of the wealthy satrap, Megabyzus; a
+situation which he owed to the friendly recommendation of Artaphernes.
+At the close, after many remarks concerning the politics of Athens, he
+expressed a wish to be informed of Eudora's fate, and an earnest hope
+that she was not beyond the reach of Philothea's influence.
+
+This letter awakened busy thoughts. The happy past and a cheerful future
+were opened to her mind, in all the distinctness of memory and the
+brightness of hope. At such moments, her heart yearned for the ready
+sympathy she had been wont to receive from Paralus. As she drew aside
+the curtains of the litter, and looked upon him in tranquil slumber, she
+thought of the wonderful gift of Tithonus, with an intense anxiety, to
+which her quiet spirit was usually a stranger. Affectionate
+recollections of Eudora, and the anticipated joy of meeting, mingled
+with this deeper tide of feeling, and increased her desire to arrive at
+the end of their journey. Pericles shared her anxiety, and admitted no
+delays but such as were necessary for the health of the invalid.
+
+From Corinth they passed into the pleasant valleys of Arcadia, encircled
+with verdant hills. Here nature reigned in simple beauty, unadorned by
+the magnificence of art. The rustic temples were generally composed of
+intertwined trees, in the recesses of which were placed wooden images of
+Pan, "the simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god." Here and there an aged
+man reposed in the shadow of some venerable oak; and the shepherds, as
+they tended their flocks, welcomed this brief interval of peace with
+the mingled music of reeds and flutes.
+
+Thence the travellers passed into the broad and goodly plains of Elis;
+protected from the spoiler by its sacred character, as the seat of the
+Olympic Games. In some places, troops of women might be seen in the
+distance, washing garments in the river Alpheus, and spreading them out
+to whiten in the sun. Fertility rewarded the labours of the husbandmen,
+and the smiling fields yielded pasturage to numerous horses, which
+Phoebus himself might have prized for strength, fleetness, and majestic
+beauty.
+
+Paralus passed through all these scenes entirely unconscious whether
+they were sad or cheerful. When he spoke, it was of things unrecognized
+by those of earthly mould; yet those who heard him found therein a
+strange and marvellous beauty, that seemed not altogether new to the
+soul, but was seen in a dim and pleasing light, like the recollections
+of infant years.
+
+The travellers stopped at a small town in the neighbourhood of Olympia,
+where Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants were to remain during the
+solemnization of the games. The place chosen for their retreat was the
+residence of Proclus and his wife Melissa; worthy, simple-hearted
+people, at whose house Phidias had died, and under whose protection he
+had placed Eudora.
+
+As the chariots approached the house, the loud barking of Hylax
+attracted the attention of Zoila, the merry little daughter of Proclus,
+who was playing in the fields with her brother Pterilaues. The moment the
+children espied a sight so unusual in that secluded place, they ran
+with all speed to carry tidings to the household. Eudora was busy at the
+loom; but she went out to look upon the strangers, saying, as she did
+so, that they were doubtless travellers, who, in passing to the Olympic
+Games, had missed their way.
+
+Her heart beat tumultuously when she saw Hylax capering and fawning
+about a man who bore a strong resemblance to Geta. The next moment, she
+recognized Pericles and Plato speaking with a tall, majestic looking
+woman, closely veiled. She darted forward a few paces, in the eagerness
+of her joy; but checked herself when she perceived that the stranger
+lingered; for she said, in her heart, "If it were Philothea, she could
+not be so slow in coming to meet me."
+
+Thus she reasoned, not knowing that Philothea was the wife of Paralus,
+and that his enfeebled health required watchful care. In a few moments
+her doubts were dispelled, and the friends were locked in each others'
+arms.
+
+Proclus gave the travellers a hospitable reception, and cheerfully
+consented that Paralus and his attendants should remain with them.
+Pericles, having made all necessary arrangements for the beloved
+invalid, bade an early farewell, and proceeded with Plato to Olympia.
+
+When Geta and Milza had received a cordial welcome; and Hylax had
+somewhat abated his boisterous joy; and old Dione, with the tears in her
+eyes, had brought forward treasures of grapes and wine--Eudora eagerly
+sought a private interview with the friend of her childhood.
+
+"Dearest Philothea!" she exclaimed, "I thought you were still in Ionia;
+and I never expected to see you again; and now you have come, my heart
+is _so_ full"----
+
+Unable to finish the sentence, she threw herself on that bosom where she
+had ever found sympathy in all her trials, and sobbed like a child.
+
+"My beloved Eudora," said Philothea, "you still carry with you a heart
+easily kindled; affections that heave and blaze like a volcano."
+
+The maiden looked up affectionately, and smiled through her tears, as
+she said, "The love you kindled in infancy has burned none the less
+strongly because there was no one to cherish it. If the volcano now
+blazes, it only proves how faithfully it has carried the hidden fire in
+its bosom."
+
+She paused, and spoke more sadly, as she added, "There was, indeed, one
+brief period, when it was well-nigh smothered. Would to the gods, _that_
+might pass into oblivion! But it will not. After Phidias came to Elis,
+he made for Plato a small statue of Mnemosyne, that turned and looked
+upward to Heaven, while she held a half-opened scroll toward the earth.
+It was beautiful beyond description; but there was bitterness in my
+heart when I looked upon it; I thought Memory should be represented
+armed with the scourge of the Furies."
+
+"And did you not perceive," said Philothea, "that yourself had armed the
+benignant goddess with a scourge? Thus do the best gifts from the Divine
+Fountain become changed by the will of those who receive them. But,
+dearest Eudora, though your heart retains its fire, a change has passed
+over your countenance. The cares of this world have driven away the
+spirit of gladness, that came with you from your divine home. That
+smiling twin of Innocence is ever present and visible while we are
+unconscious of its existence; but when in darkness and sorrow the soul
+asks where it has gone, a hollow voice, like the sound of autumn winds,
+echoes, 'Gone!'"
+
+Eudora sighed, as she answered, "It is even so. But I know not where you
+could have learned it; for you have ever seemed to live in a region
+above darkness and storms. Earth has left no shadow on your countenance.
+It expresses the same transparent innocence, the same mild love. A light
+not of this world is gleaming there; and it has grown brighter and
+clearer since we parted. I could almost believe that you accompany Hera
+to the Fountain of Canathus, where it is said she every year bathes to
+restore her infant purity."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she playfully laid her hand on Eudora's mouth, and
+said, "Nay, Eudora, you forget that flattery produces effects very
+unlike the Fountain of Canathus. We have been gazing in each other's
+faces, as if we fondly hoped there to read the record of all that has
+passed since we were separated. Yet, very little of all that we have
+known and felt--of all that has gradually become a portion of our
+life--is inscribed there. Perhaps you already know that Anaxagoras fell
+asleep in Ionia. The good old man died in peace, as he had lived in
+love. If I mistake not, while I talked with Pericles, Milza informed you
+that I was the wife of Paralus?"
+
+"Yes, dearest Philothea; but not till she had first told me of her own
+marriage with Geta."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she replied, "I believe it is the only case in
+which that affectionate creature thinks of herself, before she thinks of
+me; but Geta is to her an object of more importance than all the world
+beside. When we were in Ionia, I often found her whispering magical
+words, while she turned the sieve and shears, to ascertain whether her
+lover were faithful to his vows. I could not find it in my heart to
+reprove her fond credulity;--for I believe this proneness to wander
+beyond the narrow limits of the visible world is a glimmering
+reminiscence of parentage divine; and though in Milza's untutored mind
+the mysterious impulse takes an inglorious form, I dare not deride what
+the wisest soul can neither banish nor comprehend."
+
+As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the curtain, which
+separated them from the room where Paralus reposed, watched by the
+faithful Geta. There was a tender solemnity in the expression of her
+countenance, whereby Eudora conjectured the nature of her thoughts.
+Speaking in a subdued voice, she asked whether Paralus would inquire for
+her, when he awoke.
+
+"He will look for me, and seem bewildered, as if something were lost,"
+replied Philothea. "Since I perceived this, I have been careful not to
+excite painful sensations by my absence. Geta will give me notice when
+slumber seems to be passing away."
+
+"And do you think Tithonus can restore him?" inquired Eudora.
+
+Philothea answered, "Fear is stronger than hope. I thought I perceived a
+healing influence in the perfect quiet and watchful love that surrounded
+him in Athens; and to these I would fain have trusted, had it been the
+will of Pericles. But, dearest Eudora, let us not speak on this subject.
+It seems to me like the sacred groves, into which nothing unconsecrated
+may enter."
+
+After a short pause, Eudora said. "Then I will tell you my own history.
+After we came to Elis, Phidias treated me with more tenderness and
+confidence than he had ever done. Perhaps he observed that my proud,
+impetuous character was chastened and subdued by affliction and
+repentance. Though we were in the habit of talking unreservedly, he
+never alluded to the foolish conduct that offended him so seriously. I
+felt grateful for this generous forbearance; and by degress I learned to
+fear him less and love him deeply."
+
+"We received some tidings of him when Plato came into Ionia," rejoined
+Philothea; "and we rejoiced to learn that he found in Elis a rich
+recompense for the shameful ingratitude of Athens."
+
+"It was a rich recompense, indeed," replied Eudora. "The people
+reverenced him as if he were something more than mortal. His statue
+stands in the sacred grove at Olympia, bearing the simple inscription;
+'Phidias, Son of Charmides, sculptor of the Gods.' At his death, the
+Elians bestowed gifts on all his servants; endowed me with the yearly
+revenues of a farm; and appointed his nephew Pandaenus to the honourable
+office of preserving the statue of Olympian Zeus."
+
+"Did Phidias express no anxiety concerning your unprotected situation?"
+inquired Philothea.
+
+"It was his wish that I should marry Pandaenus," answered Eudora; "but
+he urged the subject no farther, when he found that I regarded the
+marriage with aversion. On his death-bed he charged his nephew to
+protect and cherish me as a sister. He left me under the guardianship of
+Proclus, with strict injunctions that I should have perfect freedom in
+the choice of a husband. He felt no anxiety concerning my maintenance;
+for the Elians had promised that all persons connected with him should
+be liberally provided at the public expense; and I was universally
+considered as the adopted daughter of Phidias."
+
+"And what did Pandaenus say to the wishes of his uncle?" asked
+Philothea.
+
+Eudora blushed slightly as she answered, "He tried to convince me that
+we should all be happier, if I would consent to the arrangement. I could
+not believe this; and Pandaenus was too proud to repeat his
+solicitations to a reluctant listener. I seldom see him; but when there
+is opportunity to do me service, he is very kind."
+
+Her friend looked earnestly upon her, as if seeking to read her heart;
+and inquired, "Has no other one gained your affections? I had some fears
+that I should find you married."
+
+"And why did you fear?" said Eudora: "Other friends would consider it a
+joyful occasion."
+
+"But I feared, because I have ever cherished the hope that you would be
+the wife of Philaemon," rejoined her companion.
+
+The sensitive maiden sighed deeply, and turned away her head, as she
+said, with a tremulous voice, "I have little doubt that Philaemon has
+taken a Persian wife, before this time."
+
+Philothea made no reply; but searched for the epistle she had received
+at Corinth, and placed it in the hands of her friend. Eudora started,
+when she saw the well-known writing of Philaemon. But when she read the
+sentence wherein he expressed affectionate solicitude for her welfare,
+she threw her arms convulsively about Philothea's neck, exclaiming, "Oh,
+my beloved friend, what a blessed messenger you have ever been to this
+poor heart!"
+
+For some moments, her agitation was extreme; but that gentle influence,
+which had so often soothed her, gradually calmed her perturbed feelings;
+and they talked freely of the possibility of regaining Philaemon's love.
+
+As Eudora stood leaning on her shoulder, Philothea, struck with the
+contrast in their figures, said: "When you were in Athens, we called you
+the Zephyr; and surely you are thinner now than you were then. I fear
+your health suffers from the anxiety of your mind. "See!" continued she,
+turning towards the mirror--"See what a contrast there is between us!"
+
+"There should be a contrast," rejoined Eudora, smiling: "The pillars of
+agoras are always of lighter and less majestic proportions than the
+pillars of temples."
+
+As she spoke, Geta lifted the curtain, and Philothea instantly obeyed
+the signal. For a few moments after her departure, Eudora heard the low
+murmuring of voices, and then the sound of a cithara, whose tones she
+well remembered. The tune was familiar to her in happier days, and she
+listened to it with tears.
+
+Her meditations were suddenly disturbed by little Zoila, who came in
+with a jump and a bound, to show a robe full of flowers she had gathered
+for the beautiful Athenian lady. When she perceived that tears had
+fallen on the blossoms, she suddenly changed her merry tones, and with
+artless affection inquired, "What makes Dora cry?"
+
+"I wept for the husband of that beautiful Athenian lady, because he is
+very ill," replied the maiden.
+
+"See the flowers!" exclaimed Zoila. "It looks as if the dew was on it;
+but the tears will not make it grow again--will they?"
+
+Eudora involuntarily shuddered at the omen conveyed in her childish
+words; but gave permission to carry her offering to the Athenian lady,
+if she would promise to step very softly, and speak in whispers.
+Philothea received the flowers thankfully, and placed them in vases near
+her husband's couch; for she still fondly hoped to win back the
+wandering soul by the presence of things peaceful, pure, and beautiful.
+She caressed the innocent little one, and tried to induce her to remain
+a few minutes; but the child seemed uneasy, as if in the presence of
+something that inspired fear. She returned to Eudora with a very
+thoughtful countenance; and though she often gathered flowers for "the
+tall infant," as she called Paralus, she could never after be persuaded
+to enter his apartment.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+                  They in me breathed a voice
+  Divine; that I might know, with listening ears,
+  Things past and future; and enjoined me praise
+  The race of blessed ones, that live for aye.
+                                           HESIOD
+
+
+PHILOTHEA to PHILAEMON, greeting:
+
+The body of Anaxagoras has gone to the Place of Sleep. If it were not
+so, his hand would have written in reply to thy kind epistle. I was with
+him when he died, but knew not the hour he departed, for he sunk to rest
+like an infant.
+
+We lived in peaceful poverty in Ionia; sometimes straitened for the
+means whereby this poor existence is preserved, but ever cheerful in
+spirit.
+
+I drank daily from the ivory cup thou didst leave for me, with thy
+farewell to Athens; and the last lines traced by my grandfather's hand
+still remain on the tablet thou didst give him. They are preserved for
+thee, to be sent in to Persia, if thou dost not return to Greece, as I
+hope thou wilt.
+
+I am now the wife of Paralus; and Pericles has brought us into the
+neighbourhood of Olympia, seeking medical aid for my husband, not yet
+recovered from the effects of the plague. Pure and blameless, Paralus
+has ever been--with a mind richly endowed by the gods; and all this thou
+well knowest. Yet he is as one that dies while he lives; though not
+altogether as one unbeloved by divine beings. Wonderful are the accounts
+he brings of that far-off world, where his spirit wanders. Sometimes I
+listen with fear, till all philosophy seems dim, and I shrink from the
+mystery of our being. When they do not disturb him with earthly
+medicines, he is quiet and happy. Waking, he speaks of things clothed in
+heavenly splendour; and in his sleep, he smiles like a child whose
+dreams are pleasant. I think this blessing comes from the Divine, by
+reason of the innocence of his life.
+
+We abide at the house of Proclus, a kind, truth-telling man, whose wife,
+Melissa, is at once diligent and quiet--a rare combination of goodly
+virtues. These worthy people have been guardians of Eudora, since the
+death of Phidias; and with much affection, they speak of her gentleness,
+patience, and modest retirement. Melissa told me Aspasia had urgently
+invited her to Athens, but she refused, without even asking the advice
+of her guardian. Thou knowest her great gifts would have been worshipped
+by the Athenians, and that Eudora herself could not be ignorant of this.
+
+Sometimes a stream is polluted in the fountain, and its waters are
+tainted through all its wanderings; and sometimes the traveller throws
+into a pure rivulet some unclean thing, which floats awhile, and is then
+rejected from its bosom. Eudora is the pure rivulet. A foreign stain
+floated on the surface, but never mingled with its waters.
+
+Phidias wished her to marry his nephew; and Pandaenus would fain have
+persuaded her to consent; but they forebore to urge it, when they saw it
+gave her pain. She is deeply thankful to her benefactor for allowing her
+a degree of freedom so seldom granted to Grecian maidens.
+
+The Elians, proud of their magnificent statue of Olympian Zeus, have
+paid extraordinary honours to the memory of the great sculptor, and
+provided amply for every member of his household. Eudora is industrious
+from choice, and gives liberally to the poor; particularly to orphans,
+who, like herself, have been brought into bondage by the violence of
+wicked men, or the chances of war. For some time past, she has felt all
+alone in the world;--a condition that marvellously helps to bring us
+into meekness and tenderness of spirit. When she read what thou didst
+write of her in thy epistle, she fell upon my neck and wept.
+
+I return to thee the four minae. He to whose necessities thou wouldst
+have kindly administered, hath gone where gold and silver avail not.
+Many believe that they who die sleep forever; but this they could not,
+if they had listened to words I have heard from Paralus.
+
+Son of Chaerilaues, farewell. May blessings be around thee, wheresoever
+thou goest, and no evil shadow cross thy threshold.
+
+Written in Elis, this thirteenth day of the increasing moon, in the
+month Hecatombaeon, and the close of the eighty-seventh Olympiad."
+
+Without naming her intention to Eudora, Philothea laid aside the scroll
+she had prepared, resolved to place it in the hands of Pericles, to be
+entrusted to the care of some Persian present at the games, which were
+to commence on the morrow.
+
+Before the hour of noon, Hylax gave notice of approaching strangers, who
+proved to be Pericles and Plato, attended by Tithonus. The young wife
+received them courteously, though a sudden sensation of dread ran
+through her veins with icy coldness. It was agreed that none but
+herself, Pericles, and Plato, should be present with Tithonus; and that
+profound silence should be observed. Preparation was made by offering
+solemn sacrifices to Phoebus, Hermes, Hecate, and Persephone; and
+Philothea inwardly prayed to that Divine Principle, revealed to her only
+by the monitions of his spirit in the stillness of her will.
+
+Tithonus stood behind the invalid, and remained perfectly quiet for many
+minutes. He then gently touched the back part of his head with a small
+wand, and leaning over him, whispered in his ear. An unpleasant change
+immediately passed over the countenance of Paralus; he endeavoured to
+place his hand on his head, and a cold shivering seized him. Philothea
+shuddered, and Pericles grew pale, as they watched these symptoms; but
+the silence remained unbroken. A second and a third time the Ethiopian
+touched him with his wand, and spoke in whispers. The expression of pain
+deepened; insomuch that his friends could not look upon him without
+anguish of heart. Finally his limbs straightened, and became perfectly
+rigid and motionless.
+
+Tithonus, perceiving the terror he had excited, said soothingly, "Oh,
+Athenians, be not afraid. I have never seen the soul withdrawn without a
+struggle with the body. Believe me, it will return. The words I
+whispered, were those I once heard from the lips of Plato: 'The human
+soul is guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest
+eyes, and wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is
+black, heavy and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.'
+
+"The second time, I whispered, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And the
+third time I said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no
+wings.' When life returns, Paralus will have remembrance of these
+words."
+
+"Oh, restore him! Restore him!" exclaimed Philothea, in tones of
+agonized entreaty.
+
+Tithonus answered with respectful tenderness, and again stood in
+profound silence several minutes, before he raised the wand. At the
+first touch, a feeble shivering gave indication of returning life. As it
+was repeated a second and a third time, with a brief interval between
+each movement, the countenance of the sufferer grew more dark and
+troubled, until it became fearful to look upon. But the heavy shadow
+gradually passed away, and a dreamy smile returned, like a gleam of
+sunshine after storms. The moment Philothea perceived an expression
+familiar to her heart, she knelt by the couch, seized the hand of
+Paralus, and bathed it with her tears.
+
+When the first gush of emotion had subsided, she said, in a soft, low
+voice, "Where have you been, dear Paralus?" The invalid answered: "A
+thick vapour enveloped me, as with a dark cloud; and a stunning noise
+pained my head with its violence. A voice said to me, 'The human soul is
+guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest eyes, and
+wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is black,
+heavy, and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.' Then the
+darkness began to clear away. But there was strange confusion. All
+things seemed rapidly to interchange their colours and their forms--the
+sound of a storm was in mine ears--the elements and the stars seemed to
+crowd upon me--and my breath was taken away. Then I heard a voice,
+saying, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And I looked and saw the
+chariot and horses, of which the voice had spoken. The beautiful white
+horse gazed upward, and tossed his mane, and spread his wings
+impatiently; but the black horse slept upon the ground. The voice again
+said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no wings!' And
+suddenly the chariot ascended, and I saw the white horse on light fleecy
+clouds, in a far blue sky. Then I heard a pleasing, silent sound--as if
+dew-drops made music as they fell. I breathed freely, and my form seemed
+to expand itself with buoyant life. All at once, I was floating in the
+air, above a quiet lake, where reposed seven beautiful islands, full of
+the sound of harps; and Philothea slept at my side, with a garland on
+her head. I asked, 'Is this the divine home, whence I departed into the
+body?' And a voice above my head answered 'It is the divine home. Man
+never leaves it. He ceases to perceive.' Afterward, I looked downward,
+and saw my dead body lying on a couch. Then again there came strange
+confusion--and a painful clashing of sounds--and all things rushing
+together. But Philothea took my hand, and spoke to me in gentle tones,
+and the discord ceased."
+
+Plato had listened with intense interest. He stood apart with Tithonus,
+and they spoke together in low tones, for several minutes before they
+left the apartment. The philosopher was too deeply impressed to return
+to the festivities of Olympia. He hired an apartment at the dwelling of
+a poor shepherd, and during the following day remained in complete
+seclusion, without partaking of food.
+
+While Paralus revealed his vision, his father's soul was filled with
+reverence and fear, and he breathed with a continual consciousness of
+supernatural presence. When his feelings became somewhat composed, he
+leaned over the couch, and spoke a few affectionate words to his son;
+but the invalid turned away his head, as if disturbed by the presence of
+a stranger. The spirit of the strong man was moved, and he trembled like
+a leaf shaken by the wind. Unable to endure this disappointment of his
+excited hopes, he turned away hastily, and sought to conceal his grief
+in solitude.
+
+During the whole of the ensuing day, Paralus continued in a deep sleep.
+This was followed by silent cheerfulness, which, flowing as it did from
+a hidden source, had something solemn and impressive in its character.
+It was sad, yet pleasant, to see his look of utter desolation whenever
+he lost sight of Philothea; and the sudden gleam of joy that illumined
+his whole face the moment she re-appeared.
+
+The young wife sat by his side, hour after hour, with patient love;
+often cheering him with her soft, rich voice, or playing upon the lyre
+he had fashioned for her in happier days. She found a sweet reward in
+the assurance given by all his friends, that her presence had a healing
+power they had elsewhere sought in vain. She endeavoured to pour balm
+into the wounded heart of Pericles, and could she have seen him willing
+to wait the event with perfect resignation, her contentment would have
+been not unmingled with joy.
+
+She wept in secret when she heard him express a wish to have Paralus
+carried to the games, to try the effect of a sudden excitement; for
+there seemed to her something of cruelty in thus disturbing the
+tranquillity of one so gentle and so helpless. But the idea had been
+suggested by a learned physician of Chios, and Pericles seemed reluctant
+to return to Athens without trying this experiment also. Philothea found
+it more difficult to consent to the required sacrifice, because the laws
+of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved husband to
+Olympia; but she suppressed her feelings; and the painfulness of the
+struggle was never fully confessed, even to Eudora.
+
+While the invalid slept, he was carefully conveyed in a litter, and
+placed in the vicinity of the Hippodrome. He awoke in the midst of a
+gorgeous spectacle. Long lines of splendid chariots were ranged on
+either side of the barrier; the horses proudly pawed the ground, and
+neighed impatiently; the bright sun glanced on glittering armour; and
+the shouts of the charioteers were heard high above the busy hum of that
+vast multitude.
+
+Paralus instantly closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the glare; and an
+expression of painful bewilderment rested on his countenance.
+
+In the midst of the barrier stood an altar, on the top of which was a
+brazen eagle. When the lists were in readiness, the majestic bird arose
+and spread its wings, with a whirring noise, as a signal for the racers
+to begin. Then was heard the clattering of hoofs, and the rushing of
+wheels, as when armies meet in battle. A young Messenian was, for a
+time, foremost in the race; but his horse took fright at the altar of
+Taraxippus--his chariot was overthrown--and Alcibiades gained the prize.
+The vanquished youth uttered a loud and piercing shriek, as the horses
+passed over him; and Paralus fell senseless in his father's arms.
+
+It was never known whether this effect was produced by the presence of a
+multitude, by shrill and discordant sounds, or by returning
+recollection, too powerful for his enfeebled frame. He was tenderly
+carried from the crowd, and restoratives having been applied, in vain,
+the melancholy burden was slowly and carefully conveyed to her who so
+anxiously awaited his arrival.
+
+During his absence, Philothea had earnestly prayed for the preservation
+of a life so precious to her; and as the time of return drew near, she
+walked in the fields, accompanied by Eudora and Milza, eager to catch
+the first glimpse of his father's chariot. She read sad tidings in the
+gloomy countenance of Pericles, before she beheld the lifeless form of
+her husband.
+
+Cautiously and tenderly as the truth was revealed to her, she became
+dizzy and pale, with the suddenness of the shock. Pericles endeavoured
+to soothe her with all the sympathy of a parental love, mingled with
+deep feelings of contrition, that his restless anxiety had thus brought
+ruin into her paradise of peace: and Plato spoke gentle words of
+consolation; reminding her that every soul, which philosophized
+sincerely and loved beautiful forms, was restored to the full vigour of
+its wings, and soared to the blest condition from which it fell.
+
+They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no
+more. But as Philothea bent over him, she perceived a faint pulsation of
+the heart. Her pale features were flushed with joy, as she exclaimed,
+"He lives! He will speak to me again! Oh, I could die in peace,--if I
+might once more hear his voice, as I heard it in former years."
+
+She bathed his head with cool perfumed waters, and watched him with love
+that knew no weariness.
+
+Proclus and Telissa deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo;
+and fearing the god was angry for some unknown cause, they suspended
+branches of rhamn and laurel on the doors, to keep off evil demons.
+
+For three days and three nights, Paralus remained in complete oblivion.
+On the morning of the fourth, a pleasant change was observed in his
+countenance; and he sometimes smiled so sweetly, and so rationally, that
+his friends still dared to hope his health might be fully restored.
+
+At noon, he awoke; and looking at his wife with an expression full of
+tenderness, said: "Dearest Philothea, you are with me. I saw you no
+more, after the gate had closed. I believe it must have been a dream;
+but it was very distinct." He glanced around the room, as if his
+recollections were confused; but his eyes no longer retained the fixed
+and awful expression of one who walked in his sleep.
+
+Speaking slowly and thoughtfully, he continued: "It could not be a
+dream. I was in the temple of the most ancient god. The roof was of
+heaven's pure gold, which seemed to have a ligat within it, like the
+splendour of the sun. All around the temple were gardens full of bloom.
+I heard soft, mumuring sounds, like the cooing of doves; and I saw the
+immortal Oreades and the Naiades pouring water from golden urns.
+Anaxagoras stood beside me; and he said we were living in the age of
+innocence, when mortals could gaze on divine beings unveiled, and yet
+preserve their reason. They spoke another language than the Greeks; but
+we had no need to learn it; we seemed to breathe it in the air. The
+Oreades had music written on scrolls, in all the colours of the rainbow.
+When I asked the meaning of this, they showed me a triangle. At the top
+was crimson, at the right hand blue, and at the left hand yellow. And
+they said, 'Know ye not that all life is three-fold!' It was a dark
+saying; but I then thought I faintly comprehended what Pythagoras has
+written concerning the mysterious signification of One and Three. Many
+other things I saw and heard, but was forbidden to relate. The gate of
+the temple was an arch, supported by two figures with heavy drapery,
+eyes closed, and arms folded. They told me these were Sleep and Death.
+Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
+Beyond it, I saw you standing with outstretched arms, as if you sought
+to come to me, but could not. The air was filled with voices, that sung:
+
+  Come! join thy kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+  When Sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+I tried to meet you; but as I passed through the gate, a cold air blew
+upon me, and all beyond was in the glimmering darkness of twilight. I
+would have returned, but the gate had closed; and I heard behind me the
+sound of harps and of voices, singing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!"
+
+Philothea kissed his hand, and her face beamed with joy. She had
+earnestly desired some promise of their future union; and now she felt
+the prayer was answered.
+
+"Could it be a dream?" said Paralus: "Methinks I hear the music now."
+
+Philothea smiled affectionately, as she replied: "When sleep hath
+passed, thy dreams remain."
+
+As she gazed upon him, she observed that the supernatural expression of
+his eyes had changed; and that his countenence now wore its familiar,
+household smile. Still she feared to cherish the hope springing in her
+heart, until he looked toward the place where her attendant sat,
+motionless and silent, and said, "Milza, will you bring me the lyre?"
+
+The affectionate peasant looked earnestly at Philothea, and wept as she
+placed it in his hand.
+
+Making an effort to rise, he seemed surprised at his own weakness. They
+gently raised him, bolstered him with pillows, and told him he had long
+been ill.
+
+"I have not known it," he replied. "It seems to me I have returned from
+a far country."
+
+He touched the lyre, and easily recalled the tune which he said he had
+learned in the Land of Dreams. It was a wild, unearthly strain, with
+sounds of solemn gladness, that deeply affected Philothea's soul.
+
+Pericles had not visited his son since his return to perfect
+consciousness. When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of
+recognition, and said, "My father!"
+
+Milza had been sent to call the heart-stricken parent, and prepare him
+for some favourable change; but when he heard those welcome words, he
+dropped suddenly upon his knees, buried his face in the drapery of the
+couch, and his whole frame shook with emotion.
+
+The invalid continued: "They tell me I have been very ill, dear father;
+but it appears to me that I have only travelled. I have seen Anaxagoras
+often--Plato sometimes--and Philothea almost constantly; but I have
+never seen you, since I thought you were dying of the plague at Athens."
+
+Pericles replied, "You have indeed been ill, my son. You are to me as
+the dead restored to life. But you must be quiet now, and seek repose."
+
+For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained very
+wakeful. His eyes sparkled, and a feverish flush was on his cheek.
+Philothea took her cithara, and played his favourite tunes. This seemed
+to tranquilize him; and as the music grew more slow and plaintive, he
+became drowsy, and at length sunk into a gentle slumber.
+
+After more than two hours of deep repose, he was awakened by the merry
+shouts of little Zoila, who had run out to meet Plato, as he came from
+Olympia. Philothea feared, lest the shrill noise had given him pain;
+but he smiled; and said, "The voice of childhood is pleasant."
+
+He expressed a wish to see his favourite philosopher; and their kindred
+souls held long and sweet communion together. When Plato retired from
+the couch, he said to Philothea, "I have learned more from this dear
+wanderer, than philosophers or poets have ever written. I am confirmed
+in my belief that no impelling truth is ever learned in this world; but
+that all is received directly from the Divine Ideal, flowing into the
+soul of man when his reason is obedient and still."
+
+A basket of grapes, tastefully ornamented with flowers, was presented to
+the invalid; and in answer to his inquiries, he was informed that they
+were prepared by Eudora. He immediately desired that she might be
+called; and when she came, he received her with the most cordial
+affection. He alluded to past events with great clearness of memory, and
+asked his father several questions concerning the condition of Athens.
+When Philothea arranged his pillows and bathed his head, he pressed her
+hand affectionately, and said, "It almost seems as if you were my wife."
+
+Pericles, deeply affected, replied, "My dear son, she is your wife. She
+forgot all my pride, and consented to marry you, that she might become
+your nurse, when we all feared that you would be restored to us no
+more."
+
+Paralus looked up with a bright expression of gratitude, and said, "I
+thank you, father. This was very kind. Now you will be her father, when
+I am gone."
+
+Perceiving that Pericles and Eudora wept, he added: "Do not mourn
+because I am soon to depart. Why would ye detain my soul in this world?
+Its best pleasures are like the shallow gardens of Adonis, fresh and
+fair in the morning, and perishing at noon."
+
+He then repeated his last vision, and asked for the lyre, that they
+might hear the music he had learned from immortal voices.
+
+There was melancholy beauty in the sight of one so pale and thin,
+touching the lyre with an inspired countenance, and thus revealing to
+mortal ears the melodies of Heaven.
+
+One by one his friends withdrew; being tenderly solicitous that he
+should not become exhausted by interviews prolonged beyond his strength.
+He was left alone with Philothea; and many precious words were spoken,
+that sunk deep into her heart, never to be forgotten.
+
+But sleep departed from his eyes; and it soon became evident that the
+soul, in returning to its union with the body, brought with it a
+consciousness of corporeal suffering. This became more and more intense;
+and though he uttered no complaint, he said to those who asked him, that
+bodily pain seemed at times too powerful for endurance.
+
+Pericles had for several days remained under the same roof, to watch the
+progress of recovery; but at midnight, he was called to witness
+convulsive struggles, that indicated approaching death.
+
+During intervals of comparative ease, Paralus recognized his afflicted
+parent, and conjured him to think less of the fleeting honours of this
+world, which often eluded the grasp, and were always worthless in the
+possession.
+
+He held Philothea's hand continually, and often spoke to her in words of
+consolation. Immediately after an acute spasm of pain had subsided, he
+asked to be turned upon his right side, that he might see her face more
+distinctly. As she leaned over him, he smiled faintly, and imprinted a
+kiss upon her lips. He remained tranquil, with his eyes fixed upon hers;
+and a voice within impelled her to sing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+He looked upward with a radiant expression, and feebly pressed her hand.
+Not long after, his eyelids closed, and sleep seemed to cover his
+features with her heavy veil.
+
+Suddenly his countenance shone with a strange and impressive beauty. The
+soul had departed to return to earth no more.
+
+In all his troubles, Pericles had never shed a tear; but now he rent the
+air with his groans, and sobbed, like a mother bereft of her child.
+
+Philothea, though deeply bowed down in spirit, was more composed: for
+she heard angelic voices singing:
+
+  When sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI.
+
+  Thus a poor father, helpless and undone,
+  Mourns o'er the ashes of an only son;
+  Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to burn,
+  And pour in tears, ere yet they close the urn.
+                                           HOMER
+
+
+Of the immense concourse collected together at Olympia, each one pursued
+his pleasure, or his interest, in the way best suited to his taste.
+Alcibiades was proud of giving a feast corresponding in magnificence to
+the chariots he had brought into the course. Crowds of parasites
+flattered him and the other victors, to receive invitations in return;
+while a generous few sympathized with the vanquished. Merchants were
+busy forming plans for profitable negociation, and statesmen were
+eagerly watching every symptom of jealousy between rival states and
+contending parties.
+
+One, amid that mass of human hearts, felt so little interest in all the
+world could offer, that she seemed already removed beyond its influence.
+Philothea had herself closed the eyes of her husband, and imprinted her
+last kiss upon his lips. Bathed in pure water, and perfumed with
+ointment, the lifeless form of Paralus lay wrapped in the robe he had
+been accustomed to wear. A wreath of parsley encircled his head, and
+flowers were strewn around him in profusion.
+
+In one hand was placed an obolus, to pay the ferryman that rowed him
+across the river of death; and in the other, a cake made of honey and
+flour, to appease the triple-headed dog, which guarded the entrance to
+the world of souls.
+
+The bereaved wife sat by his side, and occasionally renewed the
+garlands, with a quiet and serene expression, as if she still found
+happiness in being occupied for him who had given her his heart in the
+innocence and freshness of its childhood.
+
+The food prepared by Milza's active kindness was scarcely tasted; except
+when she observed the tears of her faithful attendant, and sought to
+soothe her feelings with characterestic tenderness.
+
+The event soon became universally known; for the hair of the deceased,
+consecrated to Persephone, and a vase of water at the threshold,
+proclaimed tidings of death within the dwelling.
+
+Many of the assembled multitude chose to remain until the funeral
+solemnities were past; some from personal affection for Paralus, others
+from respect to the son of Pericles.
+
+Plato sent two large vases, filled with wine and honey; Eudora provided
+ointments and perfumes; Alcibiades presented a white cloak, richly
+embroidered with silver; and the young men of Athens, present at the
+games, gave a silver urn, on which were sculptured weeping genii, with
+their torches turned downward.
+
+Enveloped in his glittering mantle, and covered with flowers, the form
+of Paralus remained until the third day. The procession, which was to
+attend the body to the funeral pile, formed at morning twilight; for
+such was the custom with regard to those who died in their youth.
+Philothea followed the bier, dressed in white, with a wreath of roses
+and myrtle around her head, and a garland about the waist. She chose
+this beautiful manner to express her joy that his pure spirit had passed
+into Elysium.
+
+At the door of the house, the nearest relatives addressed the inanimate
+form, so soon to be removed from the sight of mortals. In tones of
+anguish, almost amounting to despair, Pericles exclaimed: "Oh, my son!
+my son! Why didst thou leave us? Why wast thou, so richly gifted of the
+gods, to be taken from us in thy youth? Oh, my son, why was I left to
+mourn for thee?"
+
+Instead of the usual shrieks and lamentations of Grecian women,
+Philothea said, in sad, heart-moving accents: "Paralus, farewell!
+Husband of my youth, beloved of my heart, farewell!"
+
+Then the dead was carried out; and the procession moved forward, to the
+sound of many voices and many instruments, mingled in a loud and solemn
+dirge. The body of Paralus was reverently laid upon the funeral pile,
+with the garments he had been accustomed to wear; his lyre and Phrygian
+flute; and vases filled with oil and perfumes.
+
+Plentiful libations of wine, honey, and milk were poured upon the
+ground, and the mourners smote the earth with their feet, while they
+uttered supplications to Hermes, Hecate, and Pluto. Pericles applied the
+torch to the pile, first invoking the aid of Boreas and Zephyrus, that
+it might consume quickly. As the flames rose, the procession walked
+slowly three times around the pile, moving toward the left hand. The
+solemn dirge was resumed, and continued until the last flickering tongue
+of fire was extinguished with wine. Then those who had borne the silver
+urn in front of the hearse, approached. Pericles, with tender
+reverence, gathered the whitened bones, sprinkled them with wine and
+perfumes, placed them within the urn, and covered it with a purple pall,
+inwrought with gold; which Philothea's prophetic love had prepared for
+the occasion.
+
+The procession again moved forward, with torches turned downward; and
+the remains of Paralus were deposited in the Temple of Persephone, until
+his friends returned to Athens.
+
+In token of gratitude for kind attentions bestowed by the household of
+Proclus, Pericles invited his family to visit the far-famed wonders of
+the violet-crowned city; and the eager solicitations of young Pterilaues
+induced the father to accept this invitation for himself and son. As an
+inhabitant of consecrated Elis, without wealth, and unknown to fame, it
+was deemed that he might return in safety, even after hostilities were
+renewed between the Peloponessian states. Eudora likewise obtained
+permission to accompany her friend; and her sad farewell was cheered by
+an indefinite hope that future times would restore her to that quiet
+home. The virtuous Melissa parted from them with many blessings and
+tears. Zoila was in an agony of childish sorrow; but she wiped her eyes
+with the corner of her robe, and listened, well pleased, to Eudora's
+parting promise of sending her a flock of marble sheep, with a painted
+wooden shepherd.
+
+The women travelled together in a chariot, in front of which reposed the
+silver urn, covered with its purple pall. Thus sadly did Philothea
+return through the same scenes she had lately traversed with hopes,
+which, in the light of memory, now seemed like positive enjoyment.
+Pericles indeed treated her with truly parental tenderness; and no
+soothing attention, that respect or affection could suggest, was omitted
+by her friends. But he, of whose mysterious existence her own seemed a
+necessary portion, had gone to return no more; and had it not been for
+the presence of Eudora, she would have felt that every bond of sympathy
+with this world of forms had ceased forever.
+
+At Corinth, the travellers again turned aside to the Fountain of
+Poseidon, that the curiosity of Pterilaues might be satisfied with a view
+of the statues by which it was surrounded.
+
+"When we are in Athens, I will show you something more beautiful than
+these," said Pericles. "You shall see the Pallas Athenae, carved by
+Phidias."
+
+"Men say it is not so grand as the statue of Zeus, that we have at
+Olympia," replied the boy.
+
+"Had you rather witness the sports of the gymnasia than the works of
+artists?" inquired Plato.
+
+The youth answered very promptly, "Ah, no indeed. I would rather gain
+one prize from the Choragus, than ten from the Gymnasiarch. Anniceris,
+the Cyrenaean, proudly displayed his skill in chariot-driving, by riding
+several times around the Academia, each time preserving the exact orbit
+of his wheels. The spectators applauded loudly; but Plato said, 'He who
+has bestowed such diligence to acquire trifling and useless things, must
+have neglected those that are truly admirable.' Of all sights in
+Athens, I most wish to see the philosophers; and none so much as Plato."
+
+The company smiled, and the philosopher answered, "I am Plato."
+
+"You told us that your name was Aristocles," returned Pterilaues; "and we
+always called you so. Once I heard that Athenian lady call you Plato;
+and I could not understand why she did so."
+
+"I was named Aristocles for my grandfather," answered the philosopher;
+"and when I grew older, men called me Plato."
+
+"But you cannot be the Plato that I mean," said Pterilaues; "for you
+carried my little sister Zoila on your shoulders--and played peep with
+her among the vines; and when I chased you through the fields, you ran
+so fast that I could not catch you." The philosopher smiled, as he
+replied, "Nevertheless, I am Plato; and they call me by that name,
+because my shoulders are broad enough to carry little children."
+
+The boy still insisted that he alluded to another Plato. "I mean the
+philosopher, who teaches in the groves of Academus," continued he. "I
+knew a freedman of his, who said he never allowed himself to be angry,
+or to speak in a loud voice. He never but once raised his hand to strike
+him; and that was because he had mischievously upset a poor old woman's
+basket of figs; feeling that he was in a passion, he suddenly checked
+himself, and stood perfectly still. A friend coming in asked him what he
+was doing; and the philosopher replied, 'I am punishing an angry man.'
+
+"Speusippus, his sister's son, was such a careless, indecent, and
+boisterous youth, that his parents could not control him. They sent him
+to his uncle Plato, who received him in a friendly manner, and forbore
+to reproach him. Only in his own example he was always modest and
+placid. This so excited the admiration of Speusippus, that a love of
+philosophy was kindled within him. Some of his relatives blamed Plato,
+because he did not chastise the impertinent youth; but he replied,
+'There is no reproof so severe as to show him, by the manner of my own
+life, the contrast between virtue and baseness.'--That is the Plato I
+want you to show me, when we are in Athens."
+
+Proclus, perceiving a universal smile, modestly added, by way of
+explanation: "My son means him whom men call the divine Plato. He
+greatly desires to see that philosopher, of whom it is said Socrates
+dreamed, when he first received him as his pupil. In his dream he saw a
+swan without wings, that came and sat upon his bosom; and soon after,
+its wings grew, and it flew high up in the air, with melodious notes,
+alluring all who heard it."
+
+Pericles laid his hand on the philosopher's shoulder, and smiling,
+answered, "My unbelieving friend, this is the teacher of Academus; this
+is the divine Plato; this is the soaring swan, whose melodious notes
+allure all that hear him."
+
+Proclus was covered with confusion, but still seemed half incredulous.
+"What would Melissa say," exclaimed he, "if she knew that her frolicsome
+little plaything, Zoila, had been rude enough to throw flowers at the
+divine Plato."
+
+"Nay, my friend," replied the disciple of Socrates,--what better could
+a philosopher desire, than to be pelted with roses by childhood?"
+
+Eudora looked up with an arch expression; and Philothea smiled as she
+said, "This is a new version of unknown Phoebus tending the flocks of
+Admetus."
+
+Pterilaues seemed utterly confounded by a discovery so unexpected. It was
+long before he regained his usual freedom; and from time to time he was
+observed to fix a scrutinizing gaze on the countenance of Plato, as if
+seeking to read the mystery of his hidden greatness.
+
+As the travellers approached Athens, they were met by a numerous
+procession of magistrates, citizens, and young men bearing garlands,
+which they heaped on the urn in such profusion that it resembled a
+pyramid of flowers. They passed the chariots with their arms and ensigns
+of office all reversed; then turned and followed to the abode of
+Pericles, singing dirges as they went, and filling the air with the
+melancholy music of the Mysian flute.
+
+The amiable character of the deceased, his genius, the peculiar
+circumstances attending his death, and the accumulated afflictions of
+his illustrious parent, all combined to render it an impressive scene.
+Even the gay selfishness of Alcibiades was subdued into reverence, as he
+carefully took the urn from the chariot, and gave it to attendants, who
+placed it beside the household altar.
+
+Early the next morning, a procession again formed to convey the ashes of
+Paralus to the sepulchre of his fathers; called, in the beautiful
+language of the Greeks, a Place of Sleep.
+
+When the urn was again brought forth, Philothea's long golden hair
+covered it, like a mantle of sunbeams. During his life-time, these
+shining tresses had been peculiarly dear to him; and in token of her
+love, she placed them on his grave. Her white robe was changed for
+coarse black garments; and instead of flowery wreaths, a long black veil
+covered the beautiful head, from which its richest ornament had just
+been severed. She had rejoiced for his happy spirit, and now she mourned
+her own widowed lot.
+
+At the sepulchre, Pericles pronounced a funeral oration on the most
+gifted, and best-beloved of his children. In the evening, kindred and
+friends met at his house to partake a feast prepared for the occasion;
+and every guest had something to relate concerning the genius and the
+virtues of him who slept.
+
+A similar feast was prepared in the apartments of the women, where
+Philothea remained silent and composed; a circumstance that excited no
+small degree of wonder and remark, among those who measured affection by
+the vehemence of grief.
+
+As soon as all ceremonies were completed, she obtained leave to return
+to her early home, endeared by many happy scenes; and there, in the
+stillness of her own heart, she held communion with the dear departed.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII.
+
+  There await me till I die; prepare
+  A mansion for me, as again with me
+  To dwell; for in thy tomb will I be laid,
+  In the same cedar, by thy side composed:
+  For e'en in death I will not be disjoined.
+                                   EURIPIDES
+
+
+It soon became evident that a great change had taken place in
+Philothea's health. Some attributed it to the atmosphere of Athens,
+still infected with the plague; others supposed it had its origin in the
+death of Paralus. The widowed one, far from cherishing her grief, made a
+strong effort to be cheerful; but her gentle smile, like moonlight in a
+painting, retained its sweetness when the life was gone. There was
+something in this perfect stillness of resignation more affecting than
+the utmost agony of sorrow. She complained of no illness, but grew
+thinner and thinner, like a cloud gradually floating away, and retaining
+its transparent beauty to the last. Eudora lavished the most
+affectionate attentions upon her friend, conscious that she was merely
+strewing flowers in her pathway to the tomb.
+
+A few weeks after their return to Athens, she said, "Dearest Eudora, do
+you remember the story of the nymph Erato, who implored the assistance
+of Areas, when the swelling torrent threatened to carry away the tree
+over which she presided, and on whose preservation her life depended?"
+
+"I remember it well," replied Eudora: "Dione told it to me when I was
+quite a child; and I could never after see a tree torn by the lightning,
+or carried away by the flood, or felled by the woodman, without a
+shrinking and shivering feeling, lest some gentle, fair-haired Dryad had
+perished with it."
+
+Philothea answered, "Thus was I affected, when my grandfather first read
+to me Hesiod's account of the Muses:
+
+         'Far round, the dusky earth
+  Rings with their hymning voices; and beneath
+  Their many-rustling feet a pleasant sound
+  Ariseth, as they take their onward way
+  To their own father's presence.'
+
+"I never after could hear the quivering of summer leaves, or the busy
+hum of insects, without thinking it was the echoed voices of those
+
+  'Thrice three sacred maids, whose minds are knit
+  In harmony; whose only thought is song.'
+
+"There is a deep and hidden reason why the heart loves to invest every
+hill, and stream, and tree, with a mysterious principle of life. All
+earthly forms are but the clothing of some divine ideal; and this truth
+we _feel_, though we _know_ it not. But when I spoke of Arcus and the
+Wood Nymph, I was thinking that Paralus had been the tree, on whose
+existence my own depended; and that now he was removed, I should not
+long remain."
+
+Eudora burst into a passionate flood of tears. "Oh, dearest Philothea,
+do not speak thus," she said. "I shall indeed be left alone in the
+world. Who will guide me, who will protect me, who will love me when you
+are gone?"
+
+Her friend endeavoured to calm these agitated feelings, by every
+soothing art her kindness could suggest.
+
+"I would rather suffer much in silence, than to give you unnecessary
+pain," she replied, affectionately: "but I ought not to conceal from you
+that I am about to follow my beloved husband. In a short time, I shall
+not have sufficient strength to impart all I have to say. You will find
+my clothing and jewels done up in parcels, bearing the names of those
+for whom they are intended. My dowry returns to Chrysippus, who gave it;
+but Pericles has kindly given permission that everything else should be
+disposed of according to my own wishes. Several of my grandfather's
+manuscripts, and a copy of Herodotus, which I transcribed while I was in
+Ionia, are my farewell gifts to him. When the silver tripod, which
+Paralus gained as a prize for the best tragedy exhibited during the
+Dionysia, is returned to his father's house, let them be placed within
+it. The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift,) and the ivory
+lyre bestowed by Aspasia, are placed in his trust for the youthful
+Pericles; together with all the books and garments that belonged to his
+departed brother. In token of gratitude for the parental care of Clinias
+and his wife, I have bestowed on them the rich tripod received from
+Heliodora. In addition to the trifling memorials I have already sent to
+Melissa, and her artless little Zoila, you will find others prepared for
+you to deliver, when restored to your peaceful home in Elis. To my
+faithful Milza I have given all the garments and household goods suited
+to her condition. My grandfather's books have been divided, as he
+requested, between Plato and Philaemon; the silver harp and the ivory
+tablet are likewise designed for them. Everything else belongs to you,
+dearest Eudora. Among many tokens of my affection, you will not value
+least the ivory cup lined with silver, which Philaemon gave me when he
+departed from Athens. The clasp, representing the Naiades binding Eros
+in garlands, will, I trust, be worn at your marriage with Philaemon."
+
+With tearful eyes, Eudora answered, "Oh, Philothea! in the days of my
+pride and gayety, I little knew what a treasure I threw from me, when I
+lost Philaemon's love. Had it not been for my own perverse folly, I
+should at this moment be his happy, honoured wife. The hope of his
+forgiveness is now the only gleam of sunshine in a world of gloom; but I
+hardly dare to cherish it."
+
+Philothea kissed her affectionately, and said, "Believe me, you will yet
+be united. Of this, there is an impression on my mind too strong to
+admit of doubt. If at times you are tempted to despond, remember these
+words were uttered by your friend, when she drew near the confines of
+another world: you will be united to Philaemon."
+
+As she spoke, Milza, who was occupied in the next apartment, sneezed
+aloud. The sound was at Eudora's right hand, and she received the
+auspicious omen with a sudden thrill of joy.
+
+Philothea observed her emotion with a gentle smile, and added: "When we
+were at Elis, I wrote an epistle to Philaemon, in which I spoke of you
+as my heart dictated; and Artaphernes found opportunity to send it
+directly into Persia."
+
+The maiden blushed deeply and painfully, as she replied, "Nay, my
+dearest friend--you know that I must appear contemptible in his eyes;
+and I would not have insulted him with the offer of a heart, which he
+has reason to believe is so capricious and ungrateful."
+
+"Trust me, I said nothing whereby your modesty might be wounded,"
+answered Philothea: "I wrote as I was moved; and I felt strong assurance
+that my words would waken a response in Philaemon's heart. But there is
+one subject, on which my mind is filled with foreboding. I hope you will
+leave Athens as soon as it is safe to return to Elis."
+
+"Do you then fear that I would again dance over a pit, because it was
+artfully covered with garlands?" said Eudora. "Believe me, I have been
+tried with too many sorrows, and too long been bowed under a load of
+shame, to be again endangered by such treacherous snares."
+
+Philothea looked upon her affectionately, as she replied: "You are good
+and pure; but you have ever been like a loving and graceful vine, ready
+to cling to its nearest support."
+
+"'Tis you have made me so," rejoined Eudora, kissing her pale cheek: "To
+you I have always applied for advice and instruction; and when you gave
+it, I felt confident and happy, as if led by the gods."
+
+"Then so much the more need that I should caution the weakness I have
+produced," responded Philothea. "Should Aspasia gain access to you, when
+I am gone, she will try to convince you that happiness consists not in
+the duties we perform, but in the distinction we acquire; that my hopes
+of Elysium are all founded on fable; that my beloved Paralus has
+returned to the elements of which he was composed; that he nourishes the
+plants, and forms some of the innumerable particles of the atmosphere.
+I have seen him in my dreams, as distinctly, as I ever saw him; and I
+believe the same power that enabled me to see him when these poor eyes
+were veiled in slumber, will restore him to my vision when they are
+closed in eternal sleep. Aspasia will tell you I have been a beautiful
+but idle dreamer all my life. If you listen to her syren tongue, the
+secret guiding voice will be heard no more. She will make evil appear
+good, and good evil, until your soul will walk in perpetual twilight,
+unable to perceive the real size and character of any object."
+
+"Never," exclaimed Eudora. "Never could she induce me to believe you an
+idle dreamer. Moreover, she will never again have opportunity to exert
+influence over me. The conversation I heard between her and Alcibiades
+is too well impressed upon my memory; and while that remains
+unforgotten, I shall shun them both, as I would shun a pestilence."
+
+Philothea answered: "I do indeed believe that no blandishments will now
+make you a willing victim. But I have a secret dread of the character
+and power of Alcibiades. It is his boast that he never relinquishes a
+pursuit. I have often heard Pericles speak of his childish obstinacy and
+perseverance. He was one day playing at dice with other boys, when a
+loaded wagon came near. In a commanding tone, he ordered the driver to
+stop; and finding his injunctions disregarded, he laid down before the
+horses' feet, and told him to go on if he dared. The same character
+remains with him now. He will incur any hazard for the triumph of his
+own will. From his youth, he has been a popular idol; a circumstance
+which has doubtless increased the requirements of his passions, without
+diminishing the stubbornness of his temper. Milza tells me he has
+already inquired of her concerning your present residence and future
+intentions. Obstacles will only increase his eagerness and multiply his
+artifices.
+
+"I have asked Clinias, whose dwelling is so closely connected with our
+own, to supply the place of your distant guardian, while you remain in
+Athens. In Pericles you might likewise trust, if he were not so fatally
+under the influence of Aspasia. Men think so lightly of these matters, I
+sometimes fear they might both regard the persecutions of Alcibiades too
+trivial for their interference. For these reasons I wish you to return
+to Elis as soon as possible when I am gone."
+
+Eudora's countenance kindled with indignation, as she listened to what
+Milza had told. In broken and contrite tones, she answered; "Philothea,
+whatever trials I may suffer, my former folly deserves them all. But
+rest assured, whenever it pleases the gods to remove your counsel and
+protection, I will not abide in Athens a single hour after it is
+possible to leave with safety."
+
+"I find consolation in that assurance," replied Philothea; "and I have
+strong belief that a divine shield will guard you from impending evil.
+And now I will go to my couch; for I am weary, and would fain be lulled
+with music."
+
+Eudora tenderly arranged the pillows, and played a succession of sweet
+and plaintive tunes, familiar to their childhood. Her friend listened
+with an expression of tranquil pleasure, slowly keeping time by the
+motion of her fingers, until she sunk into a peaceful sleep.
+
+After long and sweet repose, she awoke suddenly, and looking up with a
+beaming glance, exclaimed, "I shall follow him soon!"
+
+Eudora leaned over the couch, to inquire why she had spoken in such
+delighted accents.
+
+Philothea answered: "I dreamed that I sat upon a bank of violets, with
+Paralus by my side; and he wove a garland and placed it on my head.
+Suddenly, golden sounds seemed floating in the air, melting into each
+other with liquid melody. It was such a scene as Paralus often
+described, when his soul lived apart from the body, and only returned at
+intervals, to bring strange tidings of its wanderings. I turned to tell
+him so; and I saw that we were both clothed in garments that shone like
+woven sunbeams. Then voices above us began to sing:
+
+  'Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!'
+
+"Even after I awoke, I seemed to hear the chorus distinctly. It sounded
+like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together,
+to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered
+brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent
+love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him."
+
+The maiden turned away to conceal her tears; for resignation to this
+bereavement seemed too hard a lesson for her suffering heart.
+
+For several weeks, there was no apparent change in Philothea's health or
+spirits. The same sad serenity remained--perpetually exciting the
+compassion it never seemed to ask. Each day the children of the
+neighbourhood brought their simple offering of flowers, with which she
+wove fresh garlands for the tomb of Paralus. When no longer able to
+visit the sepulchre herself, she intrusted them to the youthful
+Pericles, who reverently placed them on his brother's urn.
+
+The elder Pericles seemed to find peculiar solace in the conversation of
+his widowed daughter. Scarcely a day passed without an interview between
+them, and renewed indications of his affectionate solicitude.
+
+He came one day, attended by his son, on whom his desolated heart now
+bestowed a double portion of paternal love. They remained a long time,
+in earnest discourse; and when they departed, the boy was in tears.
+
+Philothea, with feeble steps, followed them to the portico, and gazed
+after them, as long as she could see a fold of their garments. As she
+turned to lean on Eudora's arm, she said, "It is the last time I shall
+ever see them. It is the last. I have felt a sister's love for that dear
+boy. His heart is young and innocent."
+
+For a few hours after, she continued to talk with unusual animation, and
+her eyes beamed with an expression of inspired earnestness. At her
+request, Geta and Milza were called; and the faithful servants listened
+with mournful gratitude to her parting words of advice and consolation.
+
+At evening twilight, Eudora gave her a bunch of flowers, sent by the
+youthful Pericles. She took them with a smile, and said, "How fragrant
+is their breath, and how beautiful their colours! I have heard that the
+Persians write their music in colours; and Paralus spoke the same
+concerning music in the spirit-world. Perchance there was heavenly
+melody written on this fair earth in the age of innocence; but mortals
+have now forgotten its language." Perceiving Eudora's thoughtful
+countenance, she said: "Is my gentle friend disturbed, lest infant
+nymphs closed their brief existence when these stems were broken?"
+
+"Nay;" replied Eudora: "My heart is sad; but not for the perished genii
+of the flowers."
+
+Philothea understood the import of her words; and pressing her hand
+affectionately, said, "Your love has been as balm to my lonely heart;
+and let that remembrance comfort you, when I go hence. Listen in
+stillness to the whispered warnings of your attendant spirit, and he
+will never leave you. I am weary; and would fain repose on your
+affectionate bosom."
+
+Eudora gently placed her head as she desired; and carefully supporting
+the precious burden, she began to sing, in low and soothing tones.
+
+After some time, the quiet and regular respiration of the breath
+announced that the invalid had fallen into tranquil slumber. Milza came,
+to ask if the lamps were wanted; but receiving a silent signal from
+Eudora, she crept noiselessly away.
+
+For more than an hour, there was perfect stillness, as the shades of
+evening deepened. All at once, the room was filled with soft, clear
+light! Eudora turned her head quickly, to discover whence it came; but
+could perceive no apparent cause for the sudden radiance.
+
+With an undefined feeling of awe, she looked in the countenance of her
+friend. It was motionless as marble; but never had she seen anything so
+beautiful, and so unearthly.
+
+As she gazed, doubting whether this could indeed be death, there was a
+sound of music in the air--distinct, yet blended, like the warbling of
+birds in the spring-time.
+
+It was the tune Paralus had learned from celestial harps; and even after
+the last note floated away, Eudora seemed to hear the well-remembered
+words:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII.
+
+  Take courage I no vain dream hast thou beheld,
+  But in thy sleep a truth.
+                                  HOMER.
+
+
+At the time of Philothea's death, Pandaenus, the nephew of Phidias, was
+in Athens, intending soon to return to Elis, in company with an
+ambassador bound to Lacedaemon; and Eudora resolved to avail herself of
+this opportunity to follow the farewell advice of her friend. As the
+time for departure was near at hand, no change was made in household
+arrangements; and though the desolate maiden at times experienced
+sensations of extreme loneliness, the near vicinity of Clinias and
+Phoenarete left her no fears concerning adequate protection.
+
+This confidence seemed well grounded; yet not many days after the
+funeral solemnities, Eudora suddenly disappeared. She had gone out, as
+usual, to gather flowers for the tomb of the beloved sleeper; and not
+rinding sufficient variety in the garden, had wandered into a small
+field adjoining. Milza was the first to observe that her absence was
+unusually protracted. She mentioned her anxiety to Geta, who immediately
+went out in search of his young mistress; but soon returned, saying she
+was neither in the house of Clinias, nor in the neighbouring fields, nor
+at the Fountain of Callirhoee.
+
+The faithful attendants at once suspected treachery in Alcibiades. "I
+never rightly understood what was the difficulty, when Eudora was locked
+up in her chamber, and Lucos chained to the door," said Geta; "but from
+what I could hear, I know that Phidias was very angry with Alcibiades.
+Many a time I've heard him say that he would always have his own way,
+either by a straight course or a crooked one."
+
+"And my good old master used to say he had changed but little since he
+was a boy, when he made the wagoner turn back, by lying down in front of
+his horses," rejoined Milza: "I thought of that, when Alcibiades came
+and drank at the Fountain, while I was filling my urn. You remember I
+told you that he just tasted of the water, for a pretence, and then
+began to inquire where Eudora was, and whether she would remain in
+Athens."
+
+After some further consultation, it was deemed best for Milza to request
+a private interview with Phoenarete, during which she freely expressed
+her fears. The wife of Clinias, though connected by marriage with the
+house of Alcibiades, was far from resenting the imputation, or
+pretending that she considered it groundless. Her feelings were at once
+excited for the lonely orphan girl, whose beauty, vivacity, and
+gentleness, had won upon her heart; and she readily promised assistance
+in any plan for her relief, provided it met the approbation of her
+husband.
+
+There was in Salamis a large mansion built by Eurysaces, the ancestor of
+Alcibiades, by whom it had been lately purchased, and repaired for a
+summer residence. Report said that many a fair maiden had been decoyed
+within its walls, and retained a prisoner. This place was guarded by
+several powerful dogs, and vigilant servants were always stationed at
+the gates. Milza proposed to disguise herself as much as possible, and,
+with a basket on her head, go thither to offer fish for sale. Geta,
+being afraid to accompany her, hired an honest boatman to convey her to
+the island, and wait till she was ready to return to Athens.
+
+As she approached the walls of the mansion, the dogs began to growl, but
+were soon silenced by the porters. Without answering the indecent jibes,
+with which they greeted her ears as she passed along, the little
+fish-woman balanced her basket on her head, and began carelessly to sing
+some snatches of a hymn to Amphitrite. It was a tune of which Eudora was
+particularly fond; and often when Milza was humming it over her work,
+her soft and sonorous voice had been heard responding from the inner
+apartment.
+
+She had scarcely finished the first verse, ere the chorus was repeated
+by some one within the dwelling; and she recognized the half-suppressed
+growl of Hylax, as if his barking had been checked by some cautious
+hand. Afraid to attract attention by a prolonged stay, Milza passed
+along and entered the servants' apartment. Having sold a portion of her
+fish, and lingered as long as she dared in conversation with the cooks,
+she returned slowly in the same direction, singing as she went, and
+carefully observing everything around her. She was just beginning to
+fear the impossibility of obtaining any solution of her doubts, when she
+saw a leaf fluttering near the ground, as if its motions were impelled
+by some other cause than the wind. Approaching nearer, she perceived
+that it was let down from a grated opening in the wall above, by a
+small thread, with a little ball of wax attached to it for a weight. She
+examined the leaf, and discovered certain letters pricked upon it; and
+when the string was pulled gently, it immediately dropped upon her arm.
+At the same time, a voice, which she distinctly recognized as Eudora's,
+was heard singing:
+
+  On a rock, amid the roaring water,
+  Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.
+
+Milza had just begun to sing, "Bold Perseus comes," when she perceived a
+servant crossing the court, and deemed it prudent to retire in silence.
+She carefully preserved the leaf, and immediately after her return
+hastened to the apartment of Phoenarete, to obtain an explanation. That
+matron, like most Grecian women, was ignorant of her own written
+language. The leaf was accordingly placed in a vessel of water, to
+preserve its freshness until Clinias returned from the Prytaneum. He
+easily distinguished the name of Pandaenus joined with his own; and
+having heard the particulars of the story, had no difficulty in
+understanding that Milza was directed to apply to them for assistance.
+He readily promised to intercede with his profligate kinsman, and
+immediately sent messengers in search of Pandaenus.
+
+Geta awaited intelligence with extreme impatience. He was grateful for
+many an act of kindness from Eudora; and he could not forget that she
+had been the cherished favourite of his beloved and generous master.
+
+At night, Clinias returned from a conference with Alcibiades, in which
+the latter denied all knowledge of Eudora; and it seemed hazardous to
+institute legal inquiries into the conduct of a man so powerful and so
+popular, without further evidence than had yet been obtained. Pandaenus
+could not be found. At the house where he usually resided, no
+information could be obtained, except that he went out on the preceding
+evening, and had not returned as usual.
+
+During that night, and part of the following day, the two faithful
+attendants remained in a state of melancholy indecision. At last, Geta
+said, "I will go once more in search of Pandaenus; and if he has not yet
+returned, I have resolved what to do. To-day I saw one of the slaves of
+Artaphernes buying olives; and he said he must have the very best,
+because his master was to give a feast to-night. Among other guests, he
+spoke of Alcibiades; and he is one that is always sure to stay late at
+his wine. While he is feasting, I will go to Salamis. His steward often
+bought anchovies of me at Phalerum. He is a countryman of mine; and I
+know he is as avaricious as an Odomantian. I think money will bribe him
+to carry a message to Eudora, and to place a ladder near the outer wall
+for her escape. He is intrusted with all the keys, and can do it if he
+will. And if he can get gold enough by it, I believe he will trust
+Hermes to help him settle with his master, as he has done many a time
+before this. I will be in readiness at the Triton's Cove, and bring her
+back to Athens as fast as oars can fly."
+
+"Do so, dear Geta," replied Milza; "but disguise yourself from the other
+servants, and take with you the robe and veil that I wear to market.
+Then if Eudora could only walk a little more like a fish-woman, she
+might pass very well. But be sure you do not pay the steward till you
+have her at the boat's edge; for he that will play false games with his
+master, may do the same by you."
+
+Necessary arrangements were speedily made. Geta resolved to offer the
+earnings of his whole life as a bribe, rather than intrust the secret of
+his bold expedition to any of the household of Clinias; and Milza,
+fearful that their own store would not prove a sufficient temptation,
+brought forth a sum of money found in Eudora's apartment, together with
+a valuable necklace, which had been a birth-day present from Phidias.
+
+It was past midnight when three figures emerged from the shadow of the
+high wall surrounding the mansion of Alcibiades, and with cautious haste
+proceeded toward the cove. Before they could arrive at the beach, a
+large and gaily-trimmed boat was seen approaching the shore, from the
+direction of the Piraeus. It was flaming with torches; and a band of
+musicians poured out upon the undulating waters a rich flood of melody,
+rendered more distinct and soft by the liquid element over which it
+floated. One of the fugitives immediately turned, and disappeared within
+the walls they had left; the other two concealed themselves in a thick
+grove, the darkness of which was deepened by the glare of torches along
+its borders. A man richly dressed, with several fillets on his head, and
+crowned with a garland of violets, ivy, and myrtle, stepped from the
+boat, supported by the arm of a slave. His countenance was flushed with
+wine, and as he reeled along, he sung aloud:
+
+  "Have I told you all my flames,
+  'Mong the amorous Syrian dames?
+  Have I numbered every one
+  Glowing under Egypt's sun!
+  Or the nymphs, who, blushing sweet,
+  Deck the shrine of Love in Crete--
+  Where the God, with festal play,
+  Holds eternal holiday?"
+
+"Castor and Polydeuces!" whispered Geta, "there goes Alcibiades. He has
+returned from his wine earlier than usual; but so blinded by the merry
+god, that he would not have known us, if we had faced the glare of his
+torches."
+
+"Oh, hasten! hasten!" said Eudora, weeping and trembling, as she spoke.
+"I beseech you do not let a moment be lost."
+
+As Alcibiades and his train disappeared, they left the grove, and
+hurried toward their boat; keeping as much as possible within the shadow
+of the trees. They reached the cove in safety, and Geta rowed with
+unwonted energy; but he was single-handed, and Salamis was many stadia
+from Athens. Long before he arrived at the place were he had been
+accustomed to land, they heard the sound of distant oars plied with
+furious rapidity.
+
+They landed, and with the utmost haste proceeded toward the city.
+Eudora, fearful of being overtaken, implored Geta to seek refuge behind
+the pillars of Poseidon's temple. Carefully concealing themselves in the
+dense shadow, they remained without speaking, and almost without
+breathing, until their pursuers had passed by. The moment these were out
+of hearing, they quitted their hiding-place, and walked swiftly along
+the Piraeus. Intense fear imparted a degree of strength, which the
+maiden, under other circumstances, would have hardly deemed it possible
+to exert. She did not for a moment relax her speed, until they came
+within sight of the Areopagus, and heard noisy shouts, apparently not
+far distant. Eudora, sinking with fatigue and terror, entreated Geta not
+to attempt any approach to the house of Clinias, where her enemies would
+certainly be lying in wait for them. With uncertain steps they proceeded
+toward the great Gate of the Acropolis, until the helpless maiden,
+frightened at the approaching noise, stopped suddenly, and burst into a
+flood of tears.
+
+"There is one place of safety, if you have courage to try it," said
+Geta: "We are nearly under the Propylaea; and close beside us is the
+grotto of Creuesa. Few dare to enter it in the day-time, and no profane
+steps will venture to pass the threshold after nightfall; for it is said
+the gods often visit it, and fill it with strange sights and sounds.
+Shall we enter?"
+
+It was a windy night, and the clouds that occasionally passed over the
+face of the moon gave the earth a dreary aspect. The high wall under
+which they stood seemed to frown gloomily upon them, and the long flight
+of white marble steps, leading from the Propylaea, looked cold and
+cheerless beneath the fitful gleamings of the moon.
+
+Eudora hesitated, and looked timidly around; but as the sound of riotous
+voices came nearer, she seized Geta's arm, and exclaimed, in hurried
+accents, "The gods protect me! Let us enter."
+
+Within the grotto, all was total darkness. Having groped their way a
+short distance from the entrance, they found a large rock, on which
+they seated themselves. The voices approached nearer, and their
+discordant revelry had an awful sound amid the echoes of the grotto.
+These gradually died away in the distance, and were heard no more.
+
+When all was perfectly still, Eudora, in whispered accents, informed
+Geta that she had been seized, as she stooped to gather flowers within
+sight of her own dwelling. Two men suddenly started up from behind a
+wall, and one covered her mouth, while the other bound her hands. They
+made a signal to a third, who came with two attendants and a curtained
+chariot, in which she was immediately conveyed to a solitary place on
+the seashore, and thence to Salamis. Two men sat beside her, and held
+her fast, so as to prevent any possibility of communication with the few
+people passing at that early hour.
+
+Arrived at the place of destination, she was shut up in a large
+apartment, luxuriously furnished. Alcibiades soon visited her, with an
+affectation of the most scrupulous respect, urging the plea of ardent
+love as an excuse for his proceedings.
+
+Aware that she was completely in his power, she concealed her
+indignation and contempt, and allowed him to indulge the hope that her
+affections might be obtained, if she were entirely convinced of his wish
+to atone for the treachery and violence with which she had been treated.
+
+Milza's voice had been recognized the moment she began to sing; and she
+at once conjectured the object that led her thither. But when hour after
+hour passed without any tidings from Pandaenus or Clinias, she was in a
+state of anxiety bordering on distraction; for she soon perceived
+sufficient indication that the smooth hypocrisy of Alcibiades was
+assumed but for a short period.
+
+She had already determined on an effort to bribe the servants, when the
+steward came stealthily to her room, and offered to convey her to the
+Triton's Cove, provided she would promise to double the sum already
+offered by Geta. To this she eagerly assented, without even inquiring
+the amount; and he, fearful of detection, scarcely allowed time to throw
+Milza's robe and veil over her own.
+
+Having thus far effected her escape, Eudora was extremely anxious that
+Pandaenus and Clinias should be informed of her place of retreat, as soon
+as the morning dawned. When Geta told her that Pandaenus had disappeared
+as suddenly as herself, and no one knew whither, she replied, "This,
+too, is the work of Alcibiades."
+
+Their whispered conversation was stopped by the barking of a dog, to
+which the echoes of the cavern gave a frightful appearance of nearness.
+Each instinctively touched the other's arm, as a signal for silence.
+When all was again quiet, Geta whispered, "It is well for us they were
+not witty enough to bring Hylax with them; for the poor fellow would
+certainly have betrayed us." This circumstance warned them of the danger
+of listeners, and few more words were spoken.
+
+The maiden, completely exhausted by the exertions she had made, laid her
+head on the shoulder of her attendant, and slept until the morning
+twilight became perceptible through the crevices of the rocks.
+
+At the first approach of day, she implored Geta to hasten to the house
+of Clinias, and ask his protection: for she feared to venture herself
+abroad, without the presence of some one whose rank and influence would
+be respected by Alcibiades.
+
+"Before I go," replied Geta, "let me find a secure hiding-place for you;
+for though I shall soon return, in the meantime those may enter whose
+presence may be dangerous."
+
+"You forget that this is a sacred place," rejoined Eudora, in tones that
+betrayed fear struggling with her confidence.
+
+"There are men, with whom nothing is sacred," answered Geta; "and many
+such are now in Athens."
+
+The cavern was deep, and wide. As they passed along, the dawning light
+indistinctly revealed statues of Phoebus and Pan, with altars of pure
+white marble. At the farthest extremity, stood a trophy of shields,
+helmets, and spears, placed there by Miltiades, in commemoration of his
+victory at Marathon. It was so formed as to be hollow in the centre, and
+Geta proposed that the timid maiden should creep in at the side, and
+stand upright. She did so, and it proved an effectual screen from head
+to foot. Having taken this prudent precaution, the faithful attendant
+departed, with a promise to return as soon as possible. But hour after
+hour elapsed, and he came not. As Eudora peeped through the chinks of
+the trophy, she perceived from the entrance of the cave glowing streaks
+of light, that indicated approaching noon. Yet all remained still, save
+the echoed din of noises in the city; and no one came to her relief.
+
+Not long after the sun had begun to decline from its meridian, two men
+entered, whom she recognized as among the individuals that had seized
+and conveyed her to Salamis. As they looked carefully all around the
+cave, Eudora held her breath, and her heart throbbed violently.
+Perceiving no one, they knelt for a moment before the altars, and
+hastily retreated, with indications of fear; for the accusations of
+guilty minds were added to the usual terrors of this subterranean abode
+of the gods.
+
+The day was fading into twilight, when a feeble old man came, with a
+garland on his head, and invoked the blessing of Phoebus. He was
+accompanied by a boy, who laid his offering of flowers and fruit on the
+altar of Pan, with an expression of countenance that showed how much he
+was alarmed by the presence of that fear-inspiring deity.
+
+After they had withdrawn, no other footsteps approached the sacred
+place. Anxiety of mind, and bodily weariness, more than once tempted
+Eudora to go out and mingle with the throng continually passing through
+the city. But the idea that Geta might arrive, and be perplexed by her
+absence, combined with the fear of lurking spies, kept her motionless,
+until the obscurity of the grotto gave indication that the shadows of
+twilight were deepening.
+
+During the day, she had observed near the trophy a heap of withered
+laurel branches and wreaths, with which the altar and statue of Phoebus
+had been at various times adorned. Overcome with fatigue, and desirous
+to change a position, which from its uniformity had become extremely
+painful, she resolved to lie down upon the rugged rock, with the sacred
+garlands for a pillow. She shuddered to remember the lizards and other
+reptiles she had seen crawling, through the day; but the universal fear
+of entering Creuesa's grotto after nightfall, promised safety from human
+intrusion; and the desolate maiden laid herself down to repose, in such
+a state of mind that she would have welcomed a poisonous reptile, if it
+brought the slumbers of death. It seemed to her that she was utterly
+solitary and friendless; persecuted by men, and forsaken by the gods.
+
+By degrees, all sounds died away, save the melancholy hooting of owls,
+mingled occasionally with the distant barking and howling of dogs.
+Alone, in stillness and total darkness, memory revealed herself with
+wonderful power. The scenes of her childhood; the chamber in which she
+had slept; figures she had embroidered and forgotten; tunes that had
+been silent for years; thoughts and feelings long buried; Philaemon's
+smile; the serene countenance of Philothea; the death-bed of Phidias;
+and a thousand other images of the past, came before her with all the
+vividness of present reality. Exhausted in mind and body, she could not
+long endure this tide of recollection. Covering her face with her hands,
+she sobbed convulsively, as she murmured, "Oh, Philothea! why didst thou
+leave me? My guide, my only friend! oh, where art thou!"
+
+A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply. Eudora
+raised her head to listen--and lo! the whole grotto was filled with
+light; so brilliant that every feather in the arrow of Phoebus might be
+counted, and the gilded horns and star of Pan were radiant as the sun.
+
+Her first thought was that she had slept until noon. She rubbed her
+eyes, and glanced at the pedestal of a statue, on which she distinctly
+read the inscription: "Here Miltiades placed me, Pan, the goat-footed
+god of Arcadia, who warred with the Athenians against the Medes."
+
+Frightened at the possibility of having overslept herself, she started
+up, and was about to seek the shelter of the trophy, when Paralus and
+Philothea stood before her! They were clothed in bright garments, with
+garlands on their heads. His arm was about her waist, and hers rested on
+his shoulder. There was a holy beauty in their smile, from which a
+protecting influence seemed to emanate, that banished mortal fear.
+
+In sweet, low tones, they both said, as if with one voice, "Seek
+Artaphernes, the Persian."
+
+"Dearest Philothea, I scarcely know his countenance," replied the
+maiden.
+
+Again the bright vision repeated, "Seek Artaphernes, nothing doubting."
+
+The sounds ceased; the light began to fade; it grew more and more dim,
+till all was total darkness. For a long time, Eudora remained intensely
+wakeful, but inspired with a new feeling of confidence and hope, that
+rendered her oblivious of all earthly cares. Whence it came, she neither
+knew nor asked; for such states preclude all inquiry concerning their
+own nature and origin.
+
+After awhile, she fell into a tranquil slumber, in which she dreamed of
+torrents crossed in safety, and of rugged, thorny paths, that ended in
+blooming gardens. She was awakened by the sound of a troubled, timid
+voice, saying, "Eudora! Eudora!"
+
+She listened a moment, and answered, "Is it you, Milza?"
+
+"Oh, blessed be the sound of your voice," replied the peasant. "Where
+are you? Let me take your hand; for I am afraid in this awful place."
+
+"Don't be frightened, my good Milza. I have had joyful visions here,"
+rejoined the maiden. She reached out her arms as she spoke, and
+perceived that her companion trembled exceedingly. "May the gods protect
+us!" whispered she; "but it is a fearful thing to come here in the
+night-time. All the gold of Croesus would not have tempted me, if Geta
+had not charged me to do it, to save you from starving."
+
+"You are indeed kind friends," said Eudora; "and the only ones I have
+left in this world. If ever I get safely back to Elis, you shall be to
+me as brother and sister."
+
+"Ah, dear lady," replied the peasant, "you have ever been a good friend
+to us;--and there is one that sleeps, who never spoke an ungentle word
+to any of us. When her strength was almost gone, she bade me love
+Eudora, even as I had loved her; and the gods know that for her sake
+Milza would have died. Phoebus protect me, but this is an awful place to
+speak of those who sleep. It must be near the dawn; but it is fearfully
+dark here. Where is your hand? I have brought some bread and figs, and
+this little arabyllus of water mixed with Lesbian wine. Eat; for you
+must be almost famished."
+
+Eudora took the refreshment, but ere she tasted it, inquired, "Why did
+not Geta come, as he promised?" Milza began to weep.
+
+"Has evil befallen him?" said Eudora, in tones of alarm.
+
+The afflicted wife sobbed out, "Poor Geta! Poor, dear Geta! I dreaded to
+come into this cavern; but then I thought if I died, it would be well,
+if we could but die together."
+
+"Do tell me what has happened," said Eudora: "Am I doomed to bring
+trouble upon all who love me? Tell me, I entreat you."
+
+Milza, weeping as she spoke, then proceeded to say that Alcibiades had
+discovered Eudora's escape immediately after his return from the feast
+of Artaphernes. He was in a perfect storm of passion, and threatened
+every one of the servants with severe punishment, to extort confession.
+The steward received a few keen lashes, notwithstanding his
+protestations of innocence. But he threatened to appeal to the
+magistrates for another master; and Alcibiades, unwilling to lose the
+services of this bold and artful slave, restrained his anger, even when
+it was at its greatest height.
+
+To appease his master's displeasure, the treacherous fellow acknowledged
+that Geta had been seen near the walls, and that his boat had been lying
+at the Triton's Cove.
+
+In consequence of this information, men were instantly ordered in
+pursuit, with orders to lie in wait for the fugitives, if they could not
+be overtaken before morning. When Geta left Creuesa's Grotto, he was
+seized before he reached the house of Clinias.
+
+Milza knew nothing of these proceedings, but had remained anxiously
+waiting till the day was half spent. Then she learned that Alcibiades
+had claimed Eudora and Geta as his slaves, by virtue of a debt due to
+him from Phidias, for a large quantity of ivory; and notwithstanding the
+efforts of Clinias in their favour, the Court of Forty Four, in the
+borough of Alcibiades, decided that he had a right to retain them, until
+the debt was paid, or until the heir appeared to show cause why it
+should not be paid. "The gods have blessed Clinias with abundant
+wealth," said Eudora; "Did he offer nothing to save the innocent?"
+
+"Dear lady," replied Milza, "Alcibiades demands such an immense sum for
+the ivory, that he says he might as well undertake to build the wall of
+Hipparchus, as to pay it. But I have not told you the most cruel part of
+the story. Geta has been tied to a ladder, and shockingly whipped, to
+make him tell where you were concealed. He said he would not do it, if
+he died. I believe they had the will to kill him; but one of the young
+slaves, whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted, was resolved to make
+complaint to the magistrates, and demand another master. She helped Geta
+to escape: they have both taken refuge in the Temple of Theseus. Geta
+dared trust no one but me to carry a message to Clinias. I told him he
+supped with Pericles to-night; and he would not suffer me to go there,
+lest Alcibiades should be among the guests."
+
+"I am glad he gave you that advice," said Eudora; "for though Pericles
+might be willing to serve me, for Philothea's sake, I fear if he once
+learned the secret, it would soon be in Aspasia's keeping."
+
+"And that would be all the same as telling Alcibiades himself," rejoined
+Milza. "But I must tell you that I did not know of poor Geta's
+sufferings until many hours after they happened. Since he went to
+Salamis in search of you, I have not seen him until late this evening.
+He is afraid to leave the altar, lest he should fall into the hands of
+his enemies; and that is the reason he sent me to bring you food. He
+expects to be a slave again; but having been abused by Alcibiades, he
+claims the privilege of the law to be transferred to another master."
+
+Eudora wept bitterly, to think she had no power to rescue her faithful
+attendant from a condition he dreaded worse than death.
+
+Milza endeavoured, in her own artless way, to soothe the distress her
+words had excited. "In all Geta's troubles, he thinks more of you than
+he does of himself," said she. "He bade me convey you to the house of a
+wise woman from Thessalia, who lives near the Sacred Gate; for he says
+she can tell us what it is best to do. She has learned of magicians in
+foreign lands. They say she can compound potions that will turn hatred
+into love; and that the power of her enchantments is so great, she can
+draw the moon down from the sky."
+
+"Nevertheless, I shall not seek her counsel," replied the maiden; "for I
+have heard a better oracle."
+
+When she had given an account of the vision in the cave, the peasant
+asked, in a low and trembling voice, "Did it not make you afraid?"
+
+"Not in the least," answered Eudora; "and therefore I am doubtful
+whether it were a vision or a dream. I spoke to Philothea just as I used
+to do; without remembering that she had died. She left me more composed
+and happy than I have been for many days. Even if it were a vision, I
+do not marvel that the spirit of one so pure and peaceful should be less
+terrific than the ghost of Medea or Clytemnestra."
+
+"And the light shone all at once!" exclaimed Milza, eagerly. "Trust to
+it, dear lady--trust to it. A sudden brightness hath ever been a happy
+omen."
+
+Two baskets, filled with Copaic eels and anchovies, had been deposited
+near the mouth of the cavern; and with the first blush of morning, the
+fugitives offered prayers to Phoebus and Pan, and went forth with the
+baskets on their heads, as if they sought the market. Eudora, in her
+haste, would have stepped across the springs that bubbled from the
+rocks; but Milza held her back, saying, "Did you never hear that these
+brooks are Creuesa's tears? When the unhappy daughter of Erectheus left
+her infant in this cave to perish, she wept as she departed; and
+Phoebus, her immortal lover, changed her tears to rills. For this
+reason, the water has ever been salt to the taste. It is a bad omen to
+wet the foot in these springs."
+
+Thus warned, Eudora turned aside, and took a more circuitous path.
+
+It happened, fortunately, that the residence of Artaphernes stood behind
+the temple of Asclepius, at a short distance from Creuesa's Grotto; and
+they felt assured that no one would think of searching for them within
+the dwelling of the Persian stranger. They arrived at the gate without
+question or hindrance; but found it fastened. To their anxious minds,
+the time they were obliged to wait seemed like an age; but at last the
+gate was opened, and they preferred a humble request to see
+Artaphernes. Eudora, being weary of her load, stooped to place the
+basket of fish on a bench, and her veil accidentally dropped. The porter
+touched her under the chin, and said, with a rude laugh, "Do you
+suppose, my pretty dolphin, that Artaphernes buys his own dinner?"
+
+Eudora's eyes flashed fire at this familiarity; but checking her natural
+impetuosity, she replied, "It was not concerning the fish that I wished
+to speak to your master. We have business of importance."
+
+The servant gave a significant glance, more insulting than his former
+freedom. "Oh, yes, business of importance, no doubt," said he; "but do
+you suppose, my little Nereid, that the servant of the Great King is
+himself a vender of fish, that he should leave his couch at an hour so
+early as this?"
+
+Eudora slipped a ring from her finger, and putting it in his hand, said,
+in a confidential tone, "I am not a fish-woman. I am here in disguise. Go
+to your master, and conjure him, if he ever had a daughter that he
+loved, to hear the petition of an orphan, who is in great distress."
+
+The man's deportment immediately changed; and as he walked away, he
+muttered to himself, "She don't look nor speak like one brought up at
+the gates; that's certain."
+
+Eudora and Milza remained in the court for a long time, but with far
+less impatience than they had waited at the gate. At length the servant
+returned, saying his master was now ready to see them. Eudora followed,
+in extreme agitation, with her veil folded closely about her; and when
+they were ushered into the presence of Artaphernes, the embarrassment
+of her situation deprived her of the power of utterance. With much
+kindness of voice and manner, the venerable stranger said: "My servant
+told me that one of you was an orphan, and had somewhat to ask of me."
+
+Eudora replied: "O Persian stranger, I am indeed a lonely orphan, in the
+power of mine enemies; and I have been warned by a vision to come hither
+for assistance."
+
+Something in her words, or voice, seemed to excite surprise, mingled
+with deeper feelings; and the old man's countenance grew more troubled,
+as she continued: "Perhaps you may recollect a maiden that sung at
+Aspasia's house, to whom you afterwards sent a veil of shining texture?"
+
+"Ah, yes," he replied, with a deep sigh: "I do recollect it. They told
+me she was Eudora, the daughter of Phidias."
+
+"I am Eudora, the adopted daughter of Phidias," rejoined the maiden. "My
+benefactor is dead, and I am friendless."
+
+"Who were your parents?" inquired the Persian.
+
+"I never knew them," she replied. "I was stolen from the Ionian coast by
+Greek pirates. I was a mere infant when Phidias bought me."
+
+In a voice almost suffocated with emotion, Artaphernes asked, "Were you
+_then_ named Eudora?"
+
+The maiden's heart began to flutter with a new and strange hope, as she
+replied, "No one knew my name. In my childish prattle, I called myself
+Baby Minta."
+
+The old man started from his seat--his colour went and came--and every
+joint trembled. He seemed to make a strong effort to check some sudden
+impulse. After collecting himself for a moment, he said, "Maiden, you
+have the voice of one I dearly loved; and it has stirred the deepest
+fountains of my heart. I pray you, let me see your countenance."
+
+As Eudora threw off the veil, her long glossy hair fell profusely over
+her neck and shoulders, and her beautiful face was flushed with eager
+expectation.
+
+The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her
+to his bosom. The tears fell fast, as he exclaimed, "Artaminta! My
+daughter! My daughter! Image of thy blessed mother! I have sought for
+thee throughout the world, and at last I believed thee dead. My only
+child! My long-lost, my precious one! May the blessing of Oromasdes be
+upon thee."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX.
+
+  Whate'er thou givest, generous let it be.
+                              EURIPIDES
+
+
+When it was rumoured that Artaphernes had ransomed Eudora and Geta, by
+offering the entire sum demanded for the ivory, many a jest circulated
+in the agoras, at the expense of the old man who had given such an
+enormous price for a handsome slave; but when it became known, that he
+had, in some wonderful and mysterious manner, discovered a long-lost
+daughter, the tide of public feeling was changed.
+
+Alcibiades at once remitted his claim, which in fact never had any
+foundation in justice; he having accepted two statues in payment for the
+ivory, previous to the death of Phidias. He likewise formally asked
+Eudora in marriage; humbly apologizing for the outrage he had committed,
+and urging the vehemence of his love as an extenuation of the fault.
+
+Artaphernes had power to dispose of his daughter without even making any
+inquiry concerning the state of her affections; but the circumstances of
+his past life induced him to forbear the exercise of his power.
+
+"My dear child," said he, "it was my own misfortune to suffer by an
+ill-assorted marriage. In early youth, my parents united me with
+Artaynta, a Persian lady, whose affections had been secretly bestowed
+upon a near kinsman. Her parents knew of this fact, but mine were
+ignorant of it. It ended in wretchedness and disgrace. To avoid the
+awful consequences of guilt, she and her lover eloped to some distant
+land, where I never attempted to follow them.
+
+Some time after, the Great King was graciously pleased to appoint me
+Governor of the sea-coast in Asia Minor. I removed to Ephesus, where I
+saw and loved your blessed mother, the beautiful Antiope, daughter of
+Diophanes, priest of Zeus. I saw her accidentally at a fountain, and
+watched her unobserved, while she bathed the feet of her little sister.
+Though younger than myself, she reciprocated the love she had inspired.
+Her father consented to our union; and for a few years I enjoyed as
+great happiness as Oromasdes ever bestows on mortals. You were our only
+child; named Artaminta, in remembrance of my mother. You were scarcely
+two years old, when you and your nurse suddenly disappeared. As several
+other women and children were lost at the same time, we supposed that
+you were stolen by pirates. All efforts to ascertain your fate proved
+utterly fruitless. As moon after moon passed away, bringing no tidings
+of our lost treasure, Antiope grew more and more hopeless. She was a
+gentle, tender-hearted being, that complained little and suffered much.
+At last, she died broken-hearted."
+
+After remaining in silent thoughtfulness for a few moments, he added:
+"Of my two sons by Artaynta, one died in childhood; the other was killed
+in battle, before I came to Athens. I had never ceased my exertions to
+discover you; but after I became childless, it was the cherished object
+of existence. Some information received from Phoenician sailors led to
+the conclusion that I owed my misfortune to Greek pirates; and when the
+Great King informed me that he had need of services in Athens, I
+cherfully undertook the mission."
+
+"Having suffered severely in my own marriage, I would not willingly
+endanger your happiness by any unreasonable exercise of parental
+authority. Alcibiades is handsome, rich, and of high rank. How do you
+regard his proposal of marriage?"
+
+The colour mounted high in Eudora's cheek, and she answered hastily, "As
+easily could I consent to be the wife of Tereus, after his brutal
+outrage on the helpless Philomela. I have nothing but contempt to bestow
+on the man who persecuted me when I was friendless, and flatters me when
+I have wealthy friends."
+
+Artaphernes replied, "I knew not how far you might consider violent love
+an excuse for base proceedings; but I rejoice to see that you have pride
+becoming your noble birth. For another reason, it gives me happiness to
+find you ill-disposed toward this match; for duty will soon call me to
+Persia, and having just recovered you in a manner so miraculous, it
+would be a grievous sacrifice to relinquish you so soon. But am I so
+fortunate as to find you willing to return with me? Are there no strong
+ties that bind your heart to Athens?"
+
+Perceiving that Eudora blushed deeply, he added, in an inquiring tone,
+"Clinias told me to-day, that Phidias wished to unite you with that
+gifted artist, his nephew Pandaenus?"
+
+The maiden replied, "I have many reasons to be grateful to Pandaenus;
+and it was painful to refuse compliance with the wishes of my
+benefactor; but if Phidias had commanded me to obey him in this
+instance, my happiness would have been sacrificed. Of all countries in
+the world, there is none I so much wish to visit as Persia. Of that you
+may rest assured, my father."
+
+The old man looked upon her affectionately, and his eyes filled with
+tears, as he exclaimed, "Oromasdes be praised, that I am once more
+permitted to hear that welcome sound! No music is so pleasant to my ears
+as that word--father. Zoroaster tells us that children are a bridge
+joining this earth to a heavenly paradise, filled with fresh springs and
+blooming gardens. Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices
+call him father! But, my daughter, why is it that the commands of
+Phidias would have made you unhappy? Speak frankly, Artaminta; lest
+hereafter there should be occasion to mourn that we misunderstood each
+other."
+
+Eudora then told all the particulars of her attachment to Philaemon, and
+her brief infatuation with regard to Alcibiades. Artaphernes evinced no
+displeasure at the disclosure; but spoke of Philaemon with great respect
+and affection. He dwelt earnestly upon the mischievous effects of such
+free customs as Aspasia sought to introduce, and warmly eulogized the
+strictness and complete seclusion of Persian education. When Eudora
+expressed fears that she might never be able to regain Philaemon's love,
+he gazed on her beautiful countenance with fond admiration, and smiled
+incredulously as he turned away.
+
+The proposal of Alcibiades was civilly declined; the promised sum paid
+to his faithless steward, and the necklace, given by Phidias, redeemed.
+
+Hylax had been forcibly carried to Salamis with his young mistress, lest
+his sagacity should lead to a discovery of her prison. When Eudora
+escaped from the island, she had reluctantly left him in her apartment,
+in order to avoid the danger that might arise from any untimely noise;
+but as soon as her own safety was secured, her first thoughts were for
+the recovery of this favourite animal, the early gift of Philaemon. The
+little captive had pined and moaned continually, during their brief
+separation; and when he returned, it seemed as if his boisterous joy
+could not sufficiently manifest itself in gambols and caresses.
+
+When Artaphernes was convinced that he had really found his long-lost
+child, the impulse of gratitude led to very early inquiries for
+Pandaenus. The artist had not yet re-appeared; and all Athens was filled
+with conjectures concerning his fate. Eudora still suspected that
+Alcibiades had secreted him, for the same reason that he had claimed
+Geta as a slave; for it was sufficiently obvious that he had desired, as
+far as possible, to deprive her of all assistance and protection.
+
+The event proved her suspicions well founded. On the fourth day after
+her escape from Salamis, Pandaenus came to congratulate Artaphernes, and
+half in anger, half in laughter, told the particulars of his story. He
+had been seized as he returned home at night, and had been forcibly
+conveyed to the mansion of Eurysaces, where he was kept a close
+prisoner, with the promise of being released whenever he finished a
+picture, which Alcibiades had long desired to obtain. This was a
+representation of Europa, just entering the ocean on the back of the
+beautiful bull, which she and her unsuspecting companions had crowned
+with garlands.
+
+At first, the artist resisted, and swore by Phoebus Apollo that he would
+not be thus forced into the service of any man; but an unexpected
+circumstance changed his resolution.
+
+There was a long, airy gallery, in which he was allowed to take exercise
+any hour of the day. In some places, an open-work partition, richly and
+curiously wrought by the skilful hand of Callicrates, separated this
+gallery from the outer balustrade of the building. During his walks,
+Pandaenus often heard sounds of violent grief from the other side of the
+screen. Curiosity induced him to listen, and inquire the cause. A sad,
+sweet voice answered, "I am Cleonica, daughter of a noble Spartan. Taken
+captive in war, and sold to Alcibiades, I weep for my dishonoured lot;
+for much I fear it will bring the gray hairs of my mother to an untimely
+grave."
+
+This interview led to another, and another; and though the mode of
+communication was imperfect, the artist was enabled to perceive that the
+captive maiden was a tall, queenly figure, with a rich profusion of
+sunny hair, indicating a fair and fresh complexion. The result was a
+promise to paint the desired picture, provided he might have the Spartan
+slave as a recompense.
+
+Alcibiades, equally solicitous to obtain the painting, and to prolong
+the seclusion of Pandaenus, and being then eager in another pursuit,
+readily consented to the terms proposed. After Eudora's sudden change
+of fortune, being somewhat ashamed of the publicity of his conduct, and
+desirous not to lose entirely the good opinion of Artaphernes, he gave
+the artist his liberty, simply requiring the fulfilment of his promise.
+
+"And what are your intentions with regard to this fair captive?"
+inquired the Persian, with a significant smile.
+
+With some degree of embarrassment, Pandaenus answered, "I came to ask
+your protection; and that Eudora might for the present consider her as a
+sister, until I can restore her to her family."
+
+"It shall be so," replied Artaphernes; "but this is a very small part of
+the debt I owe the nephew of Phidias. Should you hereafter have a favour
+to ask of Cleonica's noble family, poverty shall be no obstruction to
+your wishes. I have already taken measures to purchase for you a large
+estate in Elis, and to remit yearly revenues, which will I trust be
+equal to your wishes. I have another favour to ask, in addition to the
+many claims you already have upon me. Among the magnificent pictures
+that adorn the Poecile, I have not observed the sculptor of your gods. I
+pray you exert your utmost skill in a painting of Phidias crowned by the
+Muses; that I may place it on those walls, a public monument of my
+gratitude to that illustrious man."
+
+"Of his statues and drawings I have purchased all that can be bought in
+Athens. The weeping Panthea, covering the body of Abradates with her
+mantle, is destined for my royal and munificent master. By the kindness
+of Pericles, I have obtained for myself the beautiful group,
+representing my precious little Artaminta caressing the kid, in that
+graceful attitude which first attracted the attention of her benefactor.
+For the munificent Eleans, I have reserved the Graceful Three, which
+your countrymen have named the presiding deities over benevolent
+actions. All the other statues and drawings of your illustrious kinsman
+are at your disposal. Nay, do not thank me, young man. Mine is still the
+debt, and my heart will be ever grateful."
+
+The exertions of Clinias, although they proved unavailing, were
+gratefully acknowledged by the present of a large silver bowl, on which
+the skilful artificer, Mys, had represented, with exquisite delicacy,
+the infant Dionysus watched by the nymphs of Naxos.
+
+In the midst of this generosity, the services of Geta and Milza were not
+forgotten. The bribe given to the steward was doubled in the payment,
+and an offer made to establish them in any part of Greece or Persia,
+where they wished to reside.
+
+A decided preference was given to Elis, as the only place where they
+could be secure from the ravages of war. A noble farm, in the
+neighbourhood of Proclus, was accordingly purchased for them, well
+stocked with herds and furnished with all agricultural and household
+conveniences. Geta, having thus become an owner of the soil, dropped the
+brief name by which he had been known in slavery, and assumed the more
+sonorous appellation of Philophidias.
+
+Dione, old as she was, overcame her fear of perils by land and sea, and
+resolved to follow her young mistress into Persia.
+
+Before a new moon had begun its course, Pandaenus fulfilled his
+intention of returning to Olympia, in company with the Lacedaemonian
+ambassador and his train. Cleonica, attended by Geta and Milza,
+travelled under the same protection. Artaphernes sent to Proclus four
+noble horses and a Bactrian camel, together with seven minae as a
+portion for Zoila. For Pterilaues, likewise, was a sum of money
+sufficient to maintain him ten years in Athens, that he might gratify
+his ardent desire to become the disciple of Plato. Eudora sent her
+little playmate a living peacock, which proved even more acceptable than
+her flock of marble sheep with their painted shepherd. To Melissa was
+sent a long affectionate epistle, with the dying bequest of Philothea,
+and many a valuable token of Eudora's gratitude.
+
+Although a brilliant future was opening before her, the maiden's heart
+was very sad, when she bade a last farewell to the honest and faithful
+attendants, who had been with her through so many changing scenes, and
+aided her in the hour of her utmost need. The next day after their
+departure was spent by the Persian in the worship of Mithras, and
+prayers to Oromasdes. Eudora, in remembrance of her vision, offered
+thanksgiving and sacrifice to Phoebus and Pan; and implored the deities
+of ocean to protect the Phoenician galley, in which they were about to
+depart from Athens.
+
+These ceremonies being performed, Artaphernes and his weeping daughter
+visited the studio of Myron, who, in compliance with their orders, had
+just finished the design of a beautiful monument to Paralus and
+Philothea, on which were represented two doves sleeping upon garlands.
+
+For the last time, Eudora poured oblations of milk and honey, and placed
+fragrant flowers, with ringlets of her hair, upon the sepulchre of her
+gentle friend; then, with many tears, she bade a long farewell to scenes
+rendered sacred by the remembrance of their mutual love.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX.
+
+              Next arose
+  A well-towered city, by seven golden gates
+  Inclosed, that fitted to their lintels hung.
+              Then burst forth
+  Aloud the marriage song; and far and wide
+  Long splendors flashed from many a quivering torch.
+                                        HESIOD
+
+
+When the galley arrived at the opulent city of Tyre, the noble Persian
+and his retinue joined a caravan of Phoenician merchants bound to
+Ecbatana, honoured at that season of the year with the residence of the
+royal family. Eudora travelled in a cedar carriage drawn by camels. The
+latticed windows were richly gilded, and hung with crimson curtains,
+which her father ordered to be closed at the slightest indication of
+approaching travellers. Dione, with six more youthful attendants,
+accompanied her, and exerted all their powers to make the time pass
+pleasantly; but all their stories of romantic love, of heroes mortal and
+immortal, combined with the charms of music, could not prevent her from
+feeling that the journey was exceedingly long and wearisome.
+
+She recollected how her lively spirit had sometimes rebelled against the
+restraints imposed on Grecian women, and sighed to think of all she had
+heard concerning the far more rigid customs of Persia. Expressions of
+fatigue sometimes escaped her; and her indulgent parent consented that
+she should ride in the chariot with him, enveloped in a long, thick
+veil, that descended to her feet, with two small openings of net-work
+for the eyes.
+
+As they passed through Persia, he pointed out to her the sacred groves,
+inhabited by the Magii: the entrance of the cave where Zoroaster penned
+his divine precepts; and the mountain on whose summit he was wont to
+hold midnight communication with the heavenly bodies.
+
+Eudora remarked that she nowhere observed temples or altars; objects to
+which her eye had always been accustomed, and which imparted such a
+sacred and peculiar beauty to Grecian scenery.
+
+Artaphernes replied, "It is because these things are contrary to the
+spirit of Persian theology. Zoroaster taught us that the temple of
+Oromasdes was infinite space--his altar, the air, the earth, and the
+heavens."
+
+When the travellers arrived within sight of Ecbatana, the setting sun
+poured upon the noble city a flood of dazzling light. It was girdled by
+seven walls of seven different colours; one rising above the other, in
+all the hues of the rainbow. From the centre of the innermost, arose the
+light, graceful towers of the royal palace, glittering with gold. The
+city was surrounded by fertile, spacious plains, bounded on one side by
+Mount Orontes, and on the other by a stately forest, amid whose lofty
+trees might here and there be seen the magnificent villas of Persian
+nobles.
+
+Eudora's heart beat violently, when her father pointed to the residence
+of Megabyzus, and told her that the gilded balls on its pinnacles could
+be discovered from their own dwelling; but maiden shame prevented her
+from inquiring whether Philaemon was still the instructor of his sons.
+
+The morning after his arrival, Artaphernes had a private audience with
+his royal master. This conference lasted so long, that many of the
+courtiers supposed his mission in Greece related to matters of more
+political importance than the purchase of pictures and statues; and this
+conjecture was afterward confirmed by the favours lavished upon him.
+
+It was soon known throughout the precincts of the court that the
+favourite noble had returned from Athens, bringing with him his
+long-lost daughter. The very next day, as Eudora walked round the
+terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages
+approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and
+ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to
+retire before their presence, on pain of death. In obedience to these
+commands, Artaphernes immediately withdrew to his own apartment, closed
+the shutters, and there remained till the royal retinue departed.
+
+The visiters consisted of Amestris, the mother of Artaxerxes; Arsinoee of
+Damascus, his favourite mistress; and Parysatis, his daughter; with
+their innumerable slaves. They examined Eudora with more than childish
+curiosity; pulled every article of her dress, to ascertain its colour
+and its texture; teased to see all her jewels; wanted to know the name
+of everything in Greek; requested her to sing Greek songs; were
+impatient to learn Ionian dances; conjured her to paint a black streak
+from the eyes to the ears; and were particularly anxious to ascertain
+what cosmetic the Grecian ladies used to stain the tips of their
+fingers.
+
+When all these important matters were settled, by means of an
+interpreter, they began to discuss the merits of Grecian ladies; and
+loudly expressed their horror at the idea of appearing before brothers
+unveiled, and at the still grosser indelicacy of sometimes allowing the
+face to be seen by a betrothed lover. Then followed a repetition of all
+the gossip of the harem; particularly, a fresh piece of scandal
+concerning Apollonides of Cos, and their royal kinswoman, Amytis, the
+wife of Megabyzus. Eudora turned away to conceal her blushes; for the
+indelicacy of their language was such as seldom met the ear of a Grecian
+maiden.
+
+The Queen mother was eloquent in praise of a young Lesbian girl, whom
+Artaphernes had bought to attend upon his daughter. This was equivalent
+to asking for the slave; and the captive herself evinced no
+unwillingness to join the royal household; it having been foretold by an
+oracle that she would one day be the mother of kings. Amestris accepted
+the beautiful Greek, with many thanks, casting a triumphant glance at
+Arsinoee and Parysatis, who lowered their brows, as if each had reasons
+of her own for being displeased with the arrangement.
+
+The royal guests gave and received a variety of gifts; consisting
+principally of jewels, embroidered mantles, veils, tufts of peacock
+feathers with ivory handles, parrots, and golden boxes filled with
+roseate powder for the fingers, and black paint for the eyebrows. At
+length they departed, and Eudora's attendants showered perfumes on them
+as they went.
+
+Eudora recalled to mind the pure and sublime discourse she had so often
+enjoyed with Philothea, and sighed as she compared it with this
+specimen of intercourse with high-born Persian ladies.
+
+When the sun was setting, she again walked upon the terrace; and,
+forgetful of the customs of the country, threw back her veil, that she
+might enjoy more perfectly the beauty of the landscape. She stood
+thoughtfully gazing at the distant pinnacles, which marked the residence
+of Megabyzus, when the barking of Hylax attracted her attention, and
+looking into the garden, she perceived a richly dressed young man, with
+his eyes fixed earnestly upon her. She drew her veil hastily, and
+retired within the dwelling, indulging the secret hope that none of her
+attendants had witnessed an action, which Artaphernes would deem so
+imprudent.
+
+On the following morning commenced the celebrated festival called, 'The
+Salutation of Mithras;' during which, forty days were set apart for
+thanksgiving and sacrifice. The procession formed long before the rising
+of the sun. First appeared a long train of the most distinguished Magii
+from all parts of the empire, led by their chief in scarlet robes,
+carrying the sacred fire upon a silver furnace. Next appeared an empty
+chariot consecrated to Oromasdes, decorated with garlands, and drawn by
+white steeds harnessed with gold. This was followed by a magnificent
+large horse, his forehead flaming with gems, in honour of Mithras. Then
+came the Band of Immortals, and the royal kindred, their Median vests
+blazing with embroidery and gold. Artaxerxes rode in an ivory chariot,
+richly inlaid with precious stones. He was followed by a long line of
+nobles, riding on camels splendidly caparisoned; and their countless
+attendants closed the train. This gorgeous retinue slowly ascended
+Mount Orontes. When they arrived upon its summit, the chief of the Magii
+assumed his tiara interwoven with myrtle, and hailed the first beams of
+the rising sun with sacrifice. Then each of the Magii in turns sung
+orisons to Oromasdes, by whose eternal power the radiant Mithras had
+been sent to gladden the earth, and preserve the principle of life.
+Finally, they all joined in one universal chorus, while king, princes,
+and nobles, prostrated themselves, and adored the Fountain of Light.
+
+At that solemn moment, a tiger leaped from an adjoining thicket, and
+sprung toward the king. But ere the astonished courtiers had time to
+breathe, a javelin from some unknown hand passed through the ferocious
+animal, and laid him lifeless in the dust.
+
+Eudora had watched the procession from the house-top; and at this moment
+she thought she perceived hurried and confused movements, of which her
+attendants could give no explanation.
+
+The splendid concourse returned toward the palace in the same order that
+it had ascended the mountain. But next to the royal chariot there now
+appeared a young man on a noble steed, with a golden chain about his
+neck, and two heralds by his side, who ever and anon blew their
+trumpets, and proclaimed, "This is Philaemon of Athens, whom the king
+delighteth to honour?"
+
+Eudora understood the proclamation imperfectly; but afar off, she
+recognized the person of her lover. As they passed the house, she saw
+Hylax running to and fro on the top of the wall, barking, and jumping,
+and wagging his tail, as if he too were conscious of the vicinity of
+some familiar friend. The dog evidently arrested Philaemon's attention;
+for he observed him closely, and long continued to look back and watch
+his movements.
+
+A tide of sweet and bitter recollections oppressed the maiden's heart; a
+deadly paleness overspread her cheeks; a suffocating feeling choked her
+voice; and had it not been for a sudden gush of tears, she would have
+fallen.
+
+When her father returned, he informed her that the life of Artaxerxes
+had been saved by the promptitude and boldness of Philaemon, who
+happened to perceive the tiger sooner than any other person at the
+festival. He added, "I saw Philaemon after the rescue, but we had brief
+opportunity to discourse together. I think his secluded habits have
+prevented him from hearing that I found a daughter in Athens. He told me
+he intended soon to return to his native country, and promised to be my
+guest for a few days before he departed. Furthermore, my child, the
+Great King, in the fulness of his regal bounty, last night sent a
+messenger to demand you in marriage for his son Xerxes."
+
+He watched her countenance, as he spoke; but seemed doubtful how to
+understand the fluctuating colour. Still keeping his scrutinizing gaze
+fixed upon her, he continued, "Artaminta, this is an honour not to be
+lightly rejected; to be princess of Persia now, and hereafter perhaps
+its queen."
+
+In some confusion, the maiden answered, "Perhaps the prince may not
+approve his father's choice."
+
+"No, Artaminta; the prince has chosen for himself. He sent his sister to
+obtain a view of my newly discovered daughter; and he himself saw you,
+as you stood on the terrace unveiled."
+
+In an agitated voice, Eudora asked, "And must I be compelled to obey the
+commands of the king?"
+
+"Unless it should be his gracious pleasure to dispense with obedience,"
+replied Artaphernes. "I and all my household are his servants. I pray
+Oromasdes that you may never have greater troubles than the fear of
+becoming a princess."
+
+"But you forget, my dear father, that Parysatis told me her brother
+Xerxes was effeminate and capricious, and had a new idol with every
+change of the moon. Some fairer face would soon find favour in his
+sight; and I should perhaps be shut up with hundreds of forgotten
+favourites, in the old harem, among silly women and ugly slaves."
+
+Her father answered, in an excited tone, "Artaminta, if you had been
+brought up with more becoming seclusion, like those silly Persian women,
+you would perhaps have known, better than you now seem to do, that a
+woman's whole duty is submission."
+
+Eudora had never heard him speak so harshly. She perceived that his
+parental ambition was roused, and that her indifference to the royal
+proposal displeased him. The tears fell fast, as she replied, "Dear
+father, I will obey you, even if you ask me to sacrifice my life, at the
+command of the king."
+
+Her tears touched the feelings of the kind old man. He embraced her
+affectionately, saying, "Do not weep, daughter of my beloved Antiope. It
+would indeed gratify my heart to see you Queen of Persia; but you shall
+not be made wretched, if my interest with the Great King can prevent
+it. All men praise his justice and moderation; and he has pledged his
+royal word to grant anything I ask, in recompense for services rendered
+in Greece. The man who has just saved his life can no doubt obtain any
+favour. But reflect upon it well, my daughter. Xerxes has no son; and
+should you give birth to a boy, no new favourite could exclude you from
+the throne. Perhaps Philaemon was silent from other causes than ignorance
+of your arrival in Persia; and if this be the case, you may repent a too
+hasty rejection of princely love."
+
+Eudora blushed like crimson, and appeared deeply pained by this
+suggestion; but she made no answer. Artaphernes departed, promising to
+seek a private audience with the king; and she saw him no more that
+night. When she laid her head upon the pillow, a mind troubled with many
+anxious thoughts for a long time prevented repose; and when she did sink
+to sleep, it was with a confused medley of ideas, in which the
+remembrance of Philaemon's love was mixed up with floating visions of
+regal grandeur, and proud thoughts of a triumphant marriage, now placed
+within her power, should he indeed prove as unforgiving and indifferent,
+as her father had suggested.
+
+In her sleep, she saw Philothea; but a swift and turbid stream appeared
+to roll between them; and her friend said, in melancholy tones, "You
+have left me, Eudora; and I cannot come to you, now. Whence are these
+dark and restless waters, which separate our souls?"
+
+Then a variety of strange scenes rapidly succeeded each other--all
+cheerless, perturbed, and chaotic. At last, she seemed to be standing
+under the old grape-vine, that shaded the dwelling of Anaxagoras, and
+Philaemon crowned her with a wreath of myrtle. In the morning, soon after
+she had risen from her couch, Artaphernes came to her apartment, and
+mildly asked if she still wished to decline the royal alliance. He
+evinced no displeasure when she answered in the affirmative; but quietly
+replied, "It may be that you have chosen a wise part, my child; for true
+it is, that safety and contentment rarely take up their abode with
+princes. But now go and adorn yourself with your richest apparel; for
+the Great King requires me to present you at the palace, before the hour
+of noon. Let your Greek costume be laid aside; for I would not have my
+daughter appear like a foreigner, in the presence of her king."
+
+With a palpitating heart, Eudora resigned herself into the hands of her
+Persian tire-women, who so loaded her with embroidery and gems, that she
+could scarcely support their weight.
+
+She was conveyed to the palace in a cedar carriage, carefully screened
+from observation. Her father rode by her side, and a numerous train of
+attendants followed. Through gates of burnished brass, they entered a
+small court with a tesselated pavement of black and white marble. Thence
+they passed into a long apartment, with walls of black marble, and
+cornices heavily gilded. The marble was so highly polished, that Eudora
+saw the light of her jewels everywhere reflected like sunbeams.
+Surprised by the multiplied images of herself and attendants, she did
+not at first perceive, through the net-work of her veil, that a young
+man stood leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. This
+well-remembered attitude attracted her attention, and she scarcely
+needed a glance to assure her it was Philaemon.
+
+It being contrary to Persian etiquette to speak without license within
+hearing of the royal apartments, the Athenian merely smiled, and bowed
+gracefully to Artaphernes; but an audible sigh escaped him, as he
+glanced at the Greek attendants. Eudora hastily turned away her head,
+when he looked toward her; but her heart throbbed so violently that
+every fold of her veil trembled. They continued thus in each other's
+presence many minutes; one in a state of perfect unconsciousness, the
+other suffering an intensity of feeling, that seemed like the condensed
+excitement of years. At last a herald came to say it was now the
+pleasure of the Great King to receive them in the private court, opening
+into the royal gardens.
+
+The pavement of this court was of porphyry inlaid with costly marbles,
+in various hieroglyphics. The side connected with the palace was adorned
+with carved open-work, richly painted and gilded, and with jasper
+tablets, alternately surmounted by a golden ram and a winged lion; one
+the royal ensign of Persia, the other emblematic of the Assyrian empire
+conquered by Cyrus. The throne was placed in the centre, under a canopy
+of crimson, yellow, and blue silk, tastefully intermingled and
+embroidered with silver and gold. Above this was an image of the sun,
+with rays so brilliant, that it dazzled the eyes of those who looked
+upon it.
+
+The monarch seemed scarcely beyond the middle age, with long flowing
+hair, and a countenance mild and dignified. On his right hand stood
+Xerxes--on his left, Darius and Sogdianus; and around him were a
+numerous band of younger sons; all wearing white robes, with jewelled
+vests of Tyrian purple.
+
+As they entered, the active buzzing of female voices was heard behind
+the gilded open-work of the wall; but this was speedily silenced by a
+signal from the herald. Artaphernes prostrated himself, till his
+forehead touched the pavement; Eudora copied his example; but Philaemon
+merely bowed low, after the manner of the Athenians. Artaxerxes bade
+them arise, and said, in a stern tone, "Artaphernes, has thy daughter
+prepared herself to obey our royal mandate? Or is she still contemptuous
+of our kingly bounty?"
+
+Eudora trembled; and her father again prostrated himself, as he replied:
+"O great and benignant king! mayest thou live forever. May Oromandes
+bless thee with a prosperous reign, and forever avert from thee the
+malignant influence of Arimanius. I and my household are among the least
+of thy servants. May the hand that offends thee be cut off, and cast to
+unclean dogs."
+
+"Arise, Artaphernes!" said the monarch: "Thy daughter has permission to
+speak."
+
+Eudora, awed by the despotic power and august presence of Artaxerxes,
+spoke to her father, in a low and tremulous voice, and reminded him of
+the royal promise to grant whatever he might ask."
+
+Philaemon turned eagerly, and a sudden flush mantled his cheeks, when he
+heard the pure Attic dialect, "with its lovely marriage of sweet
+sounds."
+
+"What does the maiden say?" inquired the king. Artaphernes again paid
+homage, and answered; "O Light of the World! Look in mercy upon the
+daughter of thy servant, and grant that her petition may find favour in
+thy sight. As yet, she hath not gained a ready utterance of the Persian
+language--honoured and blessed above all languages, in being the
+messenger of thy thoughts, O king. Therefore she spoke in the Greek
+tongue, concerning thy gracious promise to grant unto the humblest of
+thy servants whatsoever he might ask at thy hands."
+
+Then the monarch held forth his golden sceptre, and replied, "Be it unto
+thee, as I have said. I have sought thy daughter in marriage for Xerxes,
+prince of the empire. What other boon does Artaphernes ask of the king?"
+
+The Persian approached, and reverently touching the point of the
+sceptre, answered: "O King of kings! before whom the nations of the
+earth do tremble. Thy bounty is like the overflowing Nilus, and thy
+mercy refreshing as dew upon the parched earth. If it be thy pleasure, O
+King, forgive Artaminta, my daughter, if she begs that the favour of the
+prince, like the blessed rays of Mithras, may fall upon some fairer
+damsel. I pray thee have her excused."
+
+Xerxes looked up with an angry frown; but his royal father replied, "The
+word of the king is sacred; and his decree changeth not. Be it unto thee
+even as thou wilt."
+
+Then turning to Philaemon, he said: "Athenian stranger, our royal life
+preserved by thy hand deserves a kingly boon. Since our well beloved son
+cannot find favour in the eyes of this damsel, we bestow her upon thee.
+Her father is one of the illustrious Pasargadae, and her ancestors were
+not unremotely connected with the princes of Media. We have never looked
+upon her countenance--deeming it wise to copy the prudent example of our
+cousin Cyrus; but report describes her beautiful as Panthea."
+
+Eudora shrunk from being thus bestowed upon Philaemon; and she would have
+said this to her father, had he not checked the first half-uttered word
+by a private signal.
+
+With extreme confusion, the Athenian bowed low, and answered, "Pardon
+me, O King, and deem me not insensible of thy royal munificence. I pray
+thee bestow the daughter of the princely Artaphernes upon one more
+worthy than thy servant."
+
+"Now, by the memory of Cyrus!" exclaimed Artaxerxes, "The king's favours
+shall this day be likened unto a beggar, whose petitions are rejected at
+every gate."
+
+Then, turning to his courtiers, he added: "A proud nation are these
+Greeks! When the plague ravaged all Persia and Media, Hippocrates of Cos
+refused our entreaties, and scorned our royal bounty; saying he was born
+to serve his own countrymen, and not foreigners. Themistocles, on whom
+our mighty father bestowed the revenues of cities, died, rather than
+fight for him against Athens; and lo! here is a young Athenian, who
+refuses a maiden sought by the Persian prince, with a dowry richer than
+Pactolus.
+
+Philaemon bowed himself reverently, and replied: "Deem not, O king, that
+I am moved by Grecian pride; for well I know that I am all unworthy of
+this princely alliance. An epistle lately received from Olympia makes it
+necessary for me to return to Greece; where, O king, I seek a beloved
+maiden, to whom I was betrothed before my exile."
+
+Eudora had trembled violently, and her convulsive breathing was audible,
+while Philaemon spoke; but when he uttered the last words, forgetful of
+the reverence required of those who stood in the presence of majesty,
+she murmured, "Oh, Philothea!" and sunk into the arms of her father.
+
+The young man started; for now, not only the language, but the tones
+were familiar to his heart. As the senseless form was carried into the
+garden, he gazed upon it with an excited and bewildered expression.
+
+Artaxerxes smiled, as he said: "Athenian stranger, the daughter of
+Artaphernes, lost on the coast of Ionia, was discovered in the household
+of Phidias, and the Greeks called her Eudora."
+
+Philaemon instantly knelt at the monarch's feet, and said, "Pardon me, O
+king. I was ignorant of all this. I ----"
+
+He would have explained more fully; but Artaxerxes interrupted him; "We
+know it all, Athenian stranger--we know it all. You have refused
+Artaminta, and now we bestow upon you Eudora, with the revenues of
+Magnesia and Lampsacus for her dowry."
+
+Before the next moon had waned, a magnificent marriage was celebrated in
+the court of audience, opening into the royal gardens. On a shining
+throne, in the midst of a stately pavilion, was seated Artaxerxes,
+surrounded by the princes of the empire. Near the throne stood Philaemon
+and Eudora. Artaphernes placed the right hand of the bride within the
+right hand of the bridegroom, saying, "Philaemon of Athens, I bestow upon
+thee, Artaminta, my daughter, with my estates in Pasagarda, and five
+thousand darics as her dowry."
+
+The chief of the Magii bore sacred fire on a silver censer, and the
+bridal couple passed slowly around it three times, bowing reverently to
+the sacred emblem of Mithras. Then the bridegroom fastened a golden
+jewel about the bride's neck, and they repeated certain words, promising
+fidelity to each other. The nuptial hymn was sung by six handsome
+youths, and as many maidens, clothed in white garments, with a purple
+edge.
+
+Numerous lamps were lighted in the trees, making the gardens bright as
+noon. Women belonging to the royal household, and to the most favoured
+of the nobility, rode through the groves and lawns, in rich pavilions,
+on the backs of camels and white elephants. As the huge animals were led
+along, fireworks burst from under their feet, and playing for a moment
+in the air, with undulating movements, fell in a sparkling shower.
+
+Artaxerxes gave a luxurious feast, which lasted seven days; during which
+time the Queen entertained her guests with equal splendour, in the
+apartments of the women.
+
+The Athenian decree against those of foreign parentage had been repealed
+in favour of young Pericles; but in that country everything was in a
+troubled and unsettled state; and Artaphernes pleaded hard to have his
+daughter remain in Persia.
+
+It was therefore decided that the young couple should reside at
+Pasagarda, situated in a fertile valley, called the Queen's Girdle,
+because its revenues were appropriated to that costly article of the
+royal wardrobe. This pleasant city had once been the favourite residence
+of Cyrus the Great, and a plain obelisk in the royal gardens marked his
+burial-place. The adjacent promontory of Taoces afforded a convenient
+harbour for Tyrian merchants, and thus brought in the luxuries of
+Phoenicia, while it afforded opportunities for literary communication
+between the East and the West. Here were celebrated schools under the
+direction of the Magii, frequently visited by learned men from Greece,
+Ethiopia, and Egypt.
+
+Philaemon devoted himself to the quiet pursuits of literature; and
+Eudora, happy in her father, husband and children, thankfully
+acknowledged the blessings of her lot.
+
+Her only daughter, a gentle maiden, with plaintive voice and earnest
+eyes, bore the beloved name of Philothea.
+
+
+
+
+APPENDIX
+
+
+_Zeus_--The Jupiter of the Romans.
+
+_Zeus Xenius_--Jupiter the Hospitable.
+
+_Hera_--Juno.
+
+_Pallas_--Minerva.
+
+_Pallas Athena_--An ancient appellation of Minerva, from which Athens
+took its name.
+
+_Pallas Parthenia_--Pallas the Virgin.
+
+_Pallas Promachos_--Pallas the Defender.
+
+_Phoebus_--The Apollo of the Romans; the Sun.
+
+_Phoebus Apollo_--Phoebus the Destroyer, or the Purifier.
+
+_Phoebe_--Diana; the Moon.
+
+_Artemis_--Diana.
+
+_Agrotera_--Diana the Huntress.
+
+_Orthia_--Name of Diana among the Spartans.
+
+_Poseidon_--Neptune.
+
+_Aphrodite_--Venus.
+
+_Urania_--The Heavenly Venus. The same name was applied to the Muse of
+Astronomy.
+
+_Eros_--Cupid.
+
+_Hermes_--Mercury.
+
+_Demeter_--Ceres.
+
+_Persephone_--Proserpine.
+
+_Dionysus_--Bacchus.
+
+_Pandamator_--A name of Vulcan, signifying the All-subduing.
+
+_Mnemosyne_--Goddess of Memory.
+
+_Chloris_--Flora.
+
+_Asclepius_--Esculapius.
+
+_Rhamnusia_--Name of a statue of Nemesis, goddess of Vengeance; so
+called because it was in the town of Rhamnus.
+
+_Polydeuces_--Pollux.
+
+_Leto_--Latona.
+
+_Taraxippus_--A deity whose protection was implored at Elis, that no
+harm might happen to the horses.
+
+_Erinnys_--The Eumenides, or Furies.
+
+_Naiades_--Nymphs of Rivers, Springs, and Fountains.
+
+_Nereides_--Nymphs of the Sea.
+
+_Oreades_--Nymphs of the Mountains.
+
+_Dryades_--Nymphs of the Woods.
+
+_Oromasdes_--Persian name for the Principle of Good.
+
+_Mithras_--Persian name for the Sun.
+
+_Arimanius_--Persian name for the Principle of Evil.
+
+_Odysseus_--Ulysses.
+
+_Achilleus_-Achilles.
+
+_Cordax_--An immodest comic dance.
+
+_Agora_--A Market House.
+
+_Prytaneum_--The Town House.
+
+_Deigma_--A place in the Piraeus, corresponding to the modern Exchange.
+
+_Clepsydra_--A Water-dial.
+
+_Cotylae_--A measure. Some writers say one third of a quart; others much
+less.
+
+_Arytana_--A small cup.
+
+_Arabyllus_--A vase, wide at bottom and narrow at top.
+
+_Archons_--Chief Magistrates of Athens.
+
+_Prytanes_--Magistrates who presided over the Senate.
+
+_Phylarchi_--Sheriffs.
+
+_Epistates_--Chairman, or speaker.
+
+_Hippodrome_--The Horse-course.
+
+_Stadium_--Thirty-six and a half rods.
+
+_Obulus_, (plural _Oboli_)--A small coin, about the value of a penny.
+
+_Drachma_, (plural _Drachmae_)--About ten-pence sterling.
+
+_Mina_, (plural _Minae_)--Four pounds, three shillings, four pence.
+
+_Stater_--A gold coin; estimated at about twelve shillings, three pence.
+
+_Daric_--A Persian gold coin, valued one pound, twelve shillings, three
+pence.
+
+(All the above coins are estimated very differently by different writers.)
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+"The midnight procession of the Panathenaea." p. 11.
+
+This festival in honour of Pallas was observed early in the summer,
+every fifth year, with great pomp.
+
+
+"The Sacred Peplus." p. 12.
+
+This was a white garment consecrated to Pallas, on which the actions of
+illustrious men were represented in golden embroidery.
+
+
+"Festival of Torches." p. 15.
+
+In honour of Prometheus. The prize was bestowed on him who ran the
+course without extinguishing his torch.
+
+
+"Six months of seclusion within the walls of the Acropolis, were
+required of the Canephorae." p. 22.
+
+Maidens of the first families were selected to embroider the sacred
+peplus. The two principal ones were called Canephorae, because they
+carried baskets in the Panathenaic procession.
+
+
+"Fountain of Byblis." p. 33.
+
+This name was derived from a young Ionian, passionately fond of her
+brother Caunus, for whom she wept till she was changed into a fountain,
+near Miletus.
+
+
+"During the festivities of the Dionysia." p. 42.
+
+This festival, in honour of Dionysus, was observed with great splendour.
+Choragic games are supposed to have been celebrated; in which prizes
+were given to the successful competitors in music, and the drama.
+
+
+"The tuneful soul of Marsyas." p. 43.
+
+Marsyas was a celebrated musician of Phrygia, generally considered the
+inventor of the flute.
+
+
+"Contest between fighting quails." p. 43.
+
+In Athens, quails were pitched against each other, in the same manner as
+game-cocks among the moderns.
+
+
+"Pericles withdrew a rose from the garland." p. 44.
+
+This flower was sacred to Silence. The ancients often suspended it above
+the table at feasts, to signify that what was said _sub rosa_ was not to
+be repeated.
+
+
+"A life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+p. 46.
+
+It is related of him, that he asked and obtained the gift of immortality
+in this world; but unfortunately forgot to ask for youth and vigour.
+
+
+"Eleusinian Mysteries." p. 47.
+
+Ceremonies at Eleusis, in honour of Demeter, observed with great
+secrecy. Those who were initiated were supposed to be peculiarly under
+the protection of the gods.
+
+
+"Model for the sloping roof of the Odeum." p. 54.
+
+Pericles was usually represented with a helmet, to cover the deformity
+in his skull. It was jestingly said that the model for the Odeum was
+from his own head.
+
+
+"Patriotic song of Callistratus." p. 56.
+
+Translated from the Greek, by the Rt. Rev. G. W. Doane, Bishop of New
+Jersey.
+
+
+"While our rosy fillets shed," &c. p. 57.
+
+The 43d Ode of Anacreon. This and other extracts from the same poet are
+translated by Thomas Moore, Esq.
+
+
+"All ending in ippus and ippides." p. 61.
+
+Ippus is the Greek for horse. Wealthy Athenians generally belonged to
+the equestrian order; to which the same ideas of honour were attached as
+to the knights, or cavaliers, of modern times. Their names often
+signified some quality of a horse; as Leucippus, a white horse, &c.
+
+
+"Describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter." p. 64.
+
+None but Greeks were allowed to enter the temples of this goddess.
+
+
+"Urania alone confers the beauty-giving zone." p. 69.
+
+Urania was the Heavenly Venus, who presided over the pure sentiment of
+love, in distinction from Aphrodite, who presided over the sensual
+passion.
+
+
+"The Pleiades mourning for their lost sister." p. 74.
+
+One of the stars in the constellation of the Pleiades is said to have
+disappeared. They were fabled as seven sisters, and one lost her place
+in the sky by marrying a mortal.
+
+
+"More happy than the gods is he." p. 75.
+
+Second Ode of Sappho, translated by F. Fawkes, Esq.
+
+
+"He has clothed the Graces." p. 76.
+
+Socrates was originally a sculptor. He carved a beautiful group of the
+Graces; said to have been the first that were represented with clothing.
+
+
+"Too frugal to buy coloured robes." p. 76.
+
+The common people in Athens generally bought white garments, for the
+economy of having them dyed when they were defaced.
+
+
+"Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit." p. 89.
+
+In the Phoedrus of Plato, Socrates is represented as saying, "When I was
+about to cross the river, a demoniacal and usual sign was given me; and
+whenever this takes place, it always prohibits me from accomplishing
+what I was about to do. In the present instance, I seemed to hear a
+voice, which would not suffer me to depart till I had made an expiation;
+as if I had offended in some particular a divine nature."
+
+
+"His statue stands among the Olympionicae." p. 92.
+
+The victors at the Olympic Games had their statues placed in the groves.
+These statues were called Olympionicae.
+
+
+"Count me on the summer trees." p. 98.
+
+Part of the 14th Ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"As soon would I league myself with Odomantians." p. 112.
+
+The Odomantians of Thrace, near the river Strymon, had the same
+grasping, avaricious character, attributed to the Jews in modern times.
+
+
+"Concealed their frauds amid the flames of the Treasury." p. 113.
+
+The Treasury in Athens was burned to the ground, by the Treasurers, who
+took that method to avoid being called to account for the money they had
+embezzled.
+
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them." p. 116.
+
+The freemen of Sparta were forbidden the exercise of any mechanical or
+laborious employment. All these duties devolved upon the Helots; while
+their masters spent their time in dancing, feasting, hunting, and
+fighting.
+
+
+"He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow freedom." p. 117.
+
+There was a Spartan law forbidding masters to emancipate their slaves.
+About two thousand, who were enfranchised by a public decree, for having
+bravely defended the country during the Peloponessian war, soon after
+disappeared suddenly, and were supposed to have been secretly murdered.
+
+
+"Whip them, merely to remind them of bondage." p. 117.
+
+The Helots were originally a brave people; but after they were conquered
+by the Spartans, no pains were spared to render them servile and
+degraded. Once a year they publicly received a severe flagellation,
+merely to remind them that they were slaves. They were never allowed to
+learn any liberal art, or to sing manly songs. In order to expose them
+to greater contempt, they were often obliged to perform indecent dances,
+and to get brutally drunk, that their master's children might learn to
+despise such uncomely things.
+
+
+"Things as trifling as the turning of a shell." p. 120.
+
+This was an Athenian proverb, applied to things that were done quickly,
+or changed easily.
+
+
+"You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges." p. 120.
+
+This was a name of Hercules; and because he was illegitimate, it was
+applied to a place near the Lyceum, where those of half Athenian blood,
+were wont to exercise in gymnastic sports. Themistocles, being partly of
+foreign extraction, induced the young Athenian nobles to go there and
+wrestle with him, that the distinction might be done away.
+
+
+"Festival Anthesteria." 120.
+
+In honour of Dionysus. The best drinker was rewarded with a golden crown
+and a cask of wine; and none but Athenians were allowed to enter the
+theatre.
+
+
+"Which he inscribed Demos." p. 131.
+
+A phrase signifying the People, or the Democracy.
+
+
+"Sing their welcome to Ornithae." p. 134,
+
+This name was applied to a wind that blew in the spring, at the time
+when the birds began to return. It was a Grecian custom for children to
+go about with garlands from door to door, singing a welcome to the
+swallows, and receiving trifling presents in return.
+
+
+"The marble sent by Darius." p. 136.
+
+The Persians were so confident of victory that they brought with them
+marble to erect a trophy on the plains of Marathon. From this marble
+Phidias sculptured a statue of Vengeance, which was called Rhamnusia.
+
+
+"Filled my pillow with fresh laurel leaves." p. 143.
+
+Phoebus was supposed to inspire dreams and prophecy; and the laurel
+which was sacred to him, was supposed to be endowed with similar
+properties.
+
+
+"Like one returned from the cave of Trophonius." p. 147.
+
+In this cave was a celebrated oracle. Those who entered it always
+returned pale and dejected.
+
+
+"Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros." p. 150.
+
+This beautiful fable represents the union of the human soul with
+immortal love. Pysche was warned that separation would be the
+consequence, if she looked on the countenance of her divine lover. She
+gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.
+
+
+"Even the Diasia are no longer observed." p. 154.
+
+Festivals in honour of Zeus, because he delivered men from misfortunes
+and dangers.
+
+
+"When the Muses and the Charities inhabit the same temple." p. 160.
+
+Among the Greeks, the Graces were called the Charities. It was a
+beautiful idea thus to deify the moral, rather than the outward graces;
+and to represent innocent and loving nymphs, forever hand in hand,
+presiding over kind and gentle actions. The Graces were often worshipped
+in the same temple with the Muses.
+
+
+"Olive garlands suspended on the doors." p. 185.
+
+This was a common practice during the festival of Thargelia, in honour
+of Phoebus.
+
+
+"Gently touched the back part of his head with a small wand." p. 202.
+
+That the phenomena of animal magnetism were not entirely unknown to the
+ancients, appears by what Clearchus relates of an experiment tried in
+the presence of Aristotle. He speaks of a man who, by means of "a
+soul-attracting wand," let the soul out of a sleeping lad, and left the
+body insensible. When the soul was again led into the body, it related
+all that had happened to it.
+
+
+"The laws of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved
+husband." p. 206.
+
+No woman was allowed to enter Olympia, during the celebration of the
+games.
+
+
+"Deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo." p. 208.
+
+Those who died very suddenly were supposed to have been struck with the
+arrows of Phoebus, or his sister.
+
+
+"Its best pleasures are like the gardens of Adonis." p. 213.
+
+When the annual procession formed to mourn the death of Adonis, earth
+was placed in shells, and lettuce planted in it, in commemoration of
+Adonis laid out on a bed of lettuces. These shells were called the
+Gardens of Adonis. Their freshness soon withered, on account of the
+shallowness of the earth.
+
+
+"Rather gain one prize from the Choragus than ten from the Gymnasiarch."
+p. 219.
+
+The first presided over musical and literary competition; the last over
+athletic games.
+
+
+"The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift.)" p. 226.
+
+While Persephone was gathering flowers, she was seized by Pluto, and
+carried to the regions of the dead, over which she presided. Hence the
+hair of the deceased was consecrated to her, and her name invoked at
+funerals.
+
+
+"Milza sneezed aloud." p. 227.
+
+This was considered a lucky omen; particularly if the sound came from
+the direction of the right hand.
+
+
+"He will trust to Hermes to help him." p. 239.
+
+Hermes was the god of lies and fraud.
+
+
+"Have I told you all my flames." p. 241.
+
+Part of the 14th ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"Threatened to appeal to the magistrates for another master." p. 250.
+
+The Athenian slave laws were much more mild than modern codes. If a
+servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain
+him.
+
+
+"Build the wall of Hipparchus." p. 251.
+
+A wall built round the Academia by Hipparchus was so expensive that it
+became a proverb applied to all costly undertakings.
+
+
+"One of the slaves whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted." p. 251.
+
+Slaves that were either personally abused, or insulted, took refuge in
+the Temple of Theseus, and could not be compelled to return to those of
+whom they complained.
+
+
+"These brooks are Creuesa's tears." p. 253.
+
+Ion was the son of Phoebus and Creuesa. His mother, to avoid her father's
+displeasure, concealed the birth of the infant, and hid him in the
+grotto, which afterwards bore her name. The child was preserved, and
+brought up in the temple of Phoebus.
+
+
+"She does not speak like one brought up at the gates." p. 254.
+
+The lower classes of tradesmen were generally placed near the gates.
+
+
+"One of the illustrious Pasargadae." p. 280.
+
+These were the noblest families in Persia.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+In some unimportant matters, I have not adhered strictly to dates;
+deeming this an allowable freedom in a work so purely romantic, relating
+to times so ancient.
+
+I am aware that the Christian spirit is sometimes infused into a Grecian
+form; and in nothing is this more conspicuous than the representation of
+love as a pure sentiment rather than a gross passion.
+
+Greek names for the deities were used in preference to the Roman,
+because the latter have become familiarized by common and vulgar use.
+
+If there be errors in the application of Greek names and phrases, my
+excuse must be an entire want of knowledge in the classic languages.
+But, like the ignoramus in the Old Drama, I can boast, "Though I _speak_
+no Greek, I love the _sound_ on't."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+PHILOTHEA:
+
+A Grecian Romance.
+
+BY L. MARIA CHILD.
+
+AUTHOR OF LETTERS FROM NEW YORK, FLOWERS FOR CHILDREN, ETC
+
+
+
+
+  The intelligible forms of ancient poets,
+  The fair humanities of old religion,
+  The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty,
+  That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain.
+  Or forest by slow stream, or pabbly spring,
+  Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished--
+  They live no longer in the faith of Reason!
+  But still, the heart doth need a language--still
+  Doth the old instinct bring back the old names.
+                                      COLERIDGE.
+
+                               A Spirit hung,
+  Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,
+  Statues, and temples, and memorial tombs,
+  And _emanations_ were perceived.
+                                      WORDSWORTH.
+
+
+A NEW AND CORRECTED EDITION.
+
+
+
+
+To
+
+MY BELOVED BROTHER,
+
+Dr. Francis,
+
+OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY,
+
+To whose Early Influence I owe my Love of Literature
+
+THIS VOLUME
+
+IS RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.
+
+
+
+
+PREFACE
+
+
+This volume is purely romance; and most readers will consider it romance
+of the wildest kind. A few kindred spirits, prone to people space "with
+life and mystical predominance," will perceive a light _within_ the
+Grecian Temple.
+
+For such I have written it. To minds of different mould, who may think
+an apology necessary for what they will deem so utterly useless, I have
+nothing better to offer than the simple fact that I found delight in
+doing it.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I.
+
+  Here let us seek Athenæ's towers,
+  The cradle of old Cecrops' race,
+  The world's chief ornament and grace;
+  Here mystic fanes and rites divine,
+  And lamps in sacred splendour shine;
+  Here the gods dwell in marble domes,
+  Feasted with costly hecatombs,
+  That round their votive statues blaze,
+  Whilst crowded temples ring with praise;
+  And pompous sacrifices here
+  Make holidays throughout the year.
+                           ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The moon was moving through the heavens in silent glory; and Athens,
+with all her beautiful variety of villas, altars, statues, and temples,
+rejoiced in the hallowed light.
+
+The white columns of the lofty Parthenon stood in distinct relief
+against the clear blue sky; the crest and spear of Pallas Promachos
+glittered in the refulgent atmosphere, a beacon to the distant mariner;
+the line of brazen tripods, leading from the Theatre of Dionysus, glowed
+like urns of fire; and the waters of the Illyssus glanced right
+joyfully, as they moved onward to the ocean. The earth was like a
+slumbering babe, smiling in its sleep, because it dreams of Heaven.
+
+In the most ancient and quiet part of the city, not far from the gate
+Diocharis, was the modest mansion of Anaxagoras; and at this tranquil
+hour, the grand-daughter of the philosopher, with her beloved companion
+Eudora, stood on the roof, enjoying the radiant landscape, and the balmy
+air.
+
+Philothea's tall figure was a lovely union of majesty and grace. The
+golden hair, which she inherited from a Laconian mother, was tastefully
+arranged on the top of her head, in a braided crown, over the sides of
+which the bright curls fell, like tendrils of grapes from the edge of a
+basket. The mild brilliancy of her large dark eyes formed a beautiful
+contrast to a complexion fair even to transparency. Her expression had
+the innocence of infancy; but it was tinged with something elevated and
+holy, which made it seem like infancy in Heaven.
+
+Eudora had more sparkling eyes, lips more richly coloured, and a form
+more slender and flexile. Her complexion might have seemed dark, had it
+not been relieved by a profusion of glossy black hair, a portion of
+which was fastened with a silver arrow, while the remainder shaded her
+forehead, and fell over her shoulders.
+
+As they stood side by side, with their arms twined around each other,
+they were as lovely a sight as the moon ever shone upon. Totally unlike
+each other, but both excellent in beauty. One might have been a model
+for the seraphs of Christian faith, the other an Olympian deity.
+
+For a few moments, Philothea stood in earnest silence, gazing upon the
+bright planet of evening--then, in a tone of deep enthusiasm, she
+exclaimed:
+
+"It is a night to feel the presence of the gods! Virgin sister of
+Phoebus, how calm thou art in thy glorious beauty! Thou art filling the
+world with music--silent to the ear, but audible to the heart! Phidias
+has embodied the unbreathing harmony in stone, and we worship the fair
+proportions, as an emanation from the gods. The birds feel it--and
+wonder at the tune that makes no noise. The whole earth is lulled by its
+influence. All is motionless; save the Naiades of the stream, moving in
+wreathed dance to the voiceless melody. See how their shining hair
+sparkles on the surface of the waters! Surely there is music in this
+light! Eudora, what is it within us, that listens where there is no
+sound? Is it thus we shall hear in Elysium?"
+
+In a subdued and troubled voice, her companion answered, "Oh, Philothea,
+when you talk thus, my spirit is in fear--and now, too, all is so still
+and bright, that it seems as if the gods themselves were listening to
+our speech."
+
+"The same mysterious influence impresses me with awe," replied the
+contemplative maiden: "In such an hour as this, Plato must have received
+the sublime thought, 'God is truth--and light is his shadow.'"
+
+Eudora drew more closely to her friend, and said, timidly: "Oh,
+Philothea, do not talk of the gods. Such discourse has a strange and
+fearful power, when the radiant daughter of Zeus is looking down upon us
+in all her heavenly majesty. Even the midnight procession of the
+Panathenæa affected me less deeply."
+
+After a few moments of serious silence, she continued: "I saw it last
+night, for the first time since my childhood; for you know I was very
+ill when the festival was last celebrated. It was truly a beautiful and
+majestic scene! The virgins all clothed in white; the heifers decorated
+with garlands; the venerable old men bearing branches of olive; the
+glittering chariots; the noble white horses, obeying the curb with such
+proud impatience; the consecrated image of Pallas carried aloft on its
+bed of flowers; the sacred ship blazing with gems and gold; all moving
+in the light of a thousand torches! Then the music, so loud and
+harmonious! It seemed as if all Athens joined in the mighty sound. I
+distinguished you in the procession; and I almost envied you the
+privilege of embroidering the sacred peplus, and being six long months
+in the service of Pallas Athenæ. I have had so much to say since you
+returned, and Phidias has so many guests, that I have found little time
+to ask concerning the magnificent sights you saw within the Acropolis."
+
+"The night would wear away, ere I could describe all I witnessed within
+the walls of the Parthenon alone," rejoined her companion: "There is the
+silver-footed throne, on which Xerxes sat, while he watched the battle
+of Salamis; the scimitar of Mardonius, captured at Platææ; a beautiful
+ivory Persephone, on a pedestal of pure gold; and a Methymnean lyre,
+said to have belonged to Terpander himself, who you know was the first
+that used seven strings. Victorious wreaths, coins, rings, and goblets
+of shining gold, are there without number; and Persian couches, and
+Egyptian sphynxes, and--",
+
+"What do you find so interesting beyond the walls?" asked Eudora,
+smiling at the earnestness with which her friend gazed in the distance:"
+Do the slaves, bringing water from the Fountain of Callirhöe, look so
+very beautiful in the moonlight?"
+
+"I marvel that you can speak so lightly," replied Philothea: "We have as
+yet heard no tidings concerning the decision in the Court of Cynosarges,
+on which the fate of Philæmon depends; and you know how severely his
+high spirit will suffer, if an unfavourable sentence is awarded. Neither
+of us have alluded to this painful topic. But why have we thus lingered
+on the house-top, if it were not to watch for the group which, if I
+mistake not, are now approaching, on their return from Cynosarges?"
+
+"Then it is for Philæmon's sake, that you have so long been looking
+wistfully toward the Illyssus?" said Eudora, playfully.
+
+"I will not deny that Paralus has had the largest share of my thoughts,"
+replied the simple-hearted maiden; "but for Philæmon, as your betrothed
+lover, and the favourite pupil of my grandfather, I feel an interest
+strong enough to keep me on the watch during a less delightful evening
+than this. I think it must be Paralus who walks in the centre of the
+group; we have been separated many months; and courtesy to the numerous
+strangers under his father's roof has prevented our having much
+discourse to-day. For his sake, I am glad once more to be in my own
+happy home. He is none the less dear to me because I know that he can
+never be my husband."
+
+"And why should he not?" exclaimed Eudora: "The blood of princes flowed
+in the veins of your ancestors. If Anaxagoras is poor, it is because he
+has preferred wisdom to gold."
+
+With a faint sigh, Philothea answered, "Had the good old man preferred
+gold to wisdom, I should have loved him less; nor would his instructions
+have made me such a wife as Paralus deserves; yet Pericles would have
+better liked the union. He has obtained from his son a solemn promise
+never to speak to me of marriage. The precaution was unnecessary; for
+since this new law has passed, I would not marry Paralus, even with his
+father's consent. I would never be the means of bringing degradation and
+losses upon him."
+
+"If you still love Paralus, I wonder you can be so quiet and cheerful,"
+said Eudora.
+
+"I wished him to make the required promise, because obedience to parents
+is our first duty," replied Philothea; "and had I thought otherwise, the
+laws compel it. But the liberty of loving Paralus, no power can take
+from me; and in that I find sufficient happiness. I am bound to him by
+ties stronger than usually bind the hearts of women. My kind grandfather
+has given me an education seldom bestowed on daughters; and from our
+childhood, Paralus and I have shared the same books, the same music, and
+the same thoughts, until our souls seem to be one. When I am very happy,
+I always see a peculiar brightness on his countenance; and when I am
+powerfully impressed by any of the fair sights of this beautiful world,
+or by those radiant deities who live among the stars, often, before I
+can speak my thoughts, he utters my very words. I sometimes think the
+gods have united human beings by some mysterious principle, like the
+according notes of music. Or is it as Plato has supposed, that souls
+originally one have been divided, and each seeks the half it has lost?
+Eudora, if you consider how generally maidens are bestowed in marriage
+without consulting their affections, you must confess that you have
+reason to feel deeply grateful for your own lot."
+
+"Yet this new law against those of foreign parentage, renders marriage
+with me as dishonourable as with you," rejoined the maiden: "Nay, it is
+much more so; for I am a slave, though, by courtesy, they do not call me
+one."
+
+"But Philæmon has no parents to forbid his choice," said Philothea;
+"and if the court decide against him, he will incur no fine by a
+marriage with you; for he himself will then be a sojourner in Athens.
+The loss of his paternal estates will indeed leave him poor; but he has
+friends to assist his own energies, and in all probability, your union
+will not be long delayed. Ah, now I am certain that Anaxagoras
+approaches, with Paralus and Philæmon. They perceive us; but Paralus
+does not wave his hand, as he promised to do, if they brought good
+tidings."
+
+Without appearing to share her anxiety, Eudora carelessly inquired, "Did
+you witness the Festival of Torches, while you were within the
+Acropolis? The swiftness of the runners, moving in the light of their
+own torches, making statues and temples ruddy with the glow as they
+passed, was truly a beautiful sight. I suppose you heard that Alcibiades
+gained the prize? With what graceful celerity he darted through the
+course! I was at Aspasia's house that evening. It is so near the goal,
+that we could plainly see his countenance flushed with excitement and
+exercise, as he stood waving his unextinguished torch in triumph."
+
+"I am sorry Phidias considers improvement in music of sufficient
+consequence to encourage your visits to that dangerous woman," answered
+Philothea: "It was an unpropitious day for Athens when she came here to
+invest vice with all the allurements of beauty and eloquence."
+
+"I think women should judge kindly of Aspasia's faults, and remember
+that they are greatly exaggerated by her enemies," rejoined Eudora; "for
+she proves that they are fit for something better than mere domestic
+slaves. Her house is the only one in all Greece where women are allowed
+to be present at entertainments. What is the use of a beautiful face, if
+one must be shut up in her own apartment for ever? And what avails skill
+in music, if there is no chance to display it? I confess that I like the
+customs Aspasia is trying to introduce."
+
+"And I should like them, if I believed they would make the Grecian women
+something _better_ than mere domestic slaves," said Philothea; "but such
+as Aspasia will never raise women out of the bondage in which they are
+placed by the impurity and selfishness of man. Your own confessions,
+Eudora, do not speak well for her instructions. Why should a
+true-hearted woman wish to display her beautiful face, or her skill in
+music, to any but those on whom her affections are bestowed?"
+
+"It is natural to wish for admiration," replied the handsome maiden:
+"The goddesses themselves contended for it. You, at least, ought not to
+judge Aspasia harshly; for she has the idea that you are some deity in
+disguise; and she has the most extravagant desire to see you."
+
+"Flattery to ourselves does not change the nature of what is wrong,"
+answered Philothea. "Pericles has more than once mentioned Aspasia's
+wish that I should visit her; but nothing short of my grandfather's
+express command will ever induce me to do it. Our friends are now
+entering the gate. Let us go to welcome them."
+
+Eudora hastily excused herself under the plea of duties at home; and
+Philothea, supposing it might be painful to meet her unfortunate lover
+in the presence of others, forebore to urge it.
+
+A paternal blessing beamed from the countenance of Anaxagoras, the
+moment Philothea appeared. Paralus greeted her as a brother welcomes a
+cherished sister; but in the earnest kindness of his glance was
+expressed something more deep and heart-stirring than his words implied.
+
+Philæmon, though more thoughtful than usual, received his own and
+Eudora's friend, with cheerful cordiality. His countenance had the frank
+and smiling expression of one who truly wishes well to all men, and
+therefore sees everything reflected in forms of joy. His figure was
+athletic, while his step and bearing indicated the promptitude and
+decision of a man who acts spontaneously from his own convictions.
+
+Paralus, far from being effeminate, was distinguished for his dexterity
+and skill in all the manly sports of the gymnasium; but the purity of
+his complexion, and the peculiarly spiritual expression of his face,
+would have been deemed beautiful, even in a woman. The first he probably
+derived from his mode of life; for, being a strict Pythagorean, he never
+partook of animal food. The last was the transparent medium of
+innocence, through which thoughts and affections continually showed
+their changing forms of life.
+
+In answer to her eager questions, Philothea soon learned that her fears
+had prophesied aright concerning the decision of the court. Philæmon
+had been unsuccessful; but the buoyant energy of his character did not
+yield even to temporary despondency. He spoke of his enemies without
+bitterness, and of his own prospects with confidence and hope.
+
+Philothea would have immediately gone to convey the tidings to her
+friend, had not Philæmon early taken his leave, and passed through the
+garden into the house of Phidias.
+
+Paralus remained until a late hour, alternately talking with the
+venerable philosopher, and playing upon his flute, while Philothea sung
+the songs they had learned together.
+
+In the course of conversation, Anaxagoras informed his child that
+Pericles particularly urged her attendance at Aspasia's next symposium.
+"I obey my grandfather, without a question," she replied; "but I would
+much rather avoid this visit, if it were possible."
+
+"Such is likewise my wish," rejoined the philosopher; "but Pericles has
+plainly implied that he should be offended by refusal; it is therefore
+necessary to comply with his request."
+
+The maiden looked doubtingly at her lover, as if she deemed his
+sanction necessary; and the inquiring glance was answered by an
+affectionate smile. "I need not repeat my thoughts and feelings with
+regard to Aspasia," said Paralus, "for you know them well; but for many
+reasons it is not desirable that an estrangement should take place
+between my father and Anaxagoras. Since, therefore, it has pleased
+Pericles to insist upon it, I think the visit had better be made. You
+need not fear any very alarming innovation upon the purity of ancient
+manners. Even Aspasia will reverence you,"
+
+Philothea meekly yielded to the opinion of her friends; and it was
+decided that, on the evening after the morrow, she should accompany her
+grandfather to Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+Before proceeding farther, it is necessary to relate the situation of
+the several characters introduced in this chapter.
+
+Anaxagoras had been the tutor of Pericles, and still retained
+considerable influence over him; but there were times when the
+straightforward sincerity, and uncompromising integrity of the old man
+were somewhat offensive and troublesome to his ambitious pupil. For the
+great Athenian statesman, like modern politicians, deemed honesty
+excellent in theory, and policy safe in practice. Thus admitting the
+absurd proposition that principles entirely false and corrupt in the
+abstract are more salutary, in their practical manifestation, than
+principles essentially good and true.
+
+While Pericles was determined to profit by diseases of the state, the
+philosopher was anxious to cure them; therefore, independently of
+personal affection and gratitude, he was willing to make slight
+concessions, in order to retain some influence over his illustrious
+pupil.
+
+The celebrated Aspasia was an elegant and voluptuous Ionian, who
+succeeded admirably in pleasing the good taste of the Athenians, while
+she ministered to their vanity and their vices. The wise and good
+lamented the universal depravity of manners, sanctioned by her
+influence; but a people so gay, so ardent, so intensely enamoured of the
+beautiful, readily acknowledged the sway of an eloquent and fascinating
+woman, who carefully preserved the appearance of decorum. Like the
+Gabrielles and Pompadours of modern times, Aspasia obtained present
+admiration and future fame, while hundreds of better women were
+neglected and forgotten. The crowds of wealthy and distinguished men who
+gathered around her, were profuse in their flattery, and munificent in
+their gifts; and Pericles so far yielded to her influence, that he
+divorced his wife and married her.
+
+Philæmon was at that time on terms of intimacy with the illustrious
+orator; and he earnestly remonstrated against this union, as alike
+disgraceful to Pericles and injurious to public morals. By this advice
+he incurred the inveterate dislike of Aspasia; who never rested from her
+efforts until she had persuaded her husband to procure the revival of an
+ancient law, by which all citizens who married foreigners, were
+subjected to a heavy fine; and all persons, whose parents were not both
+Athenians, were declared incapable of voting in the public assemblies,
+or of inheriting the estates of their fathers. Pericles the more
+readily consented to this, because such a law at once deprived many
+political enemies of power. Philæmon was the son of Chærilaüs, a
+wealthy Athenian; but his mother had been born in Corinth, though
+brought to Athens during childhood. It was supposed that this latter
+circumstance, added to the patriotism of his family and his own moral
+excellence, would prevent the application of the law in his individual
+case. But Alcibiades, for reasons unknown to the public, united his
+influence with that of Aspasia; and their partizans were active and
+powerful. When the case was tried in the court of illegitimacy at
+Cynosarges, Philæmon was declared a sojourner in Athens, incapable of
+holding any office, and dispossessed of his paternal inheritance.
+
+Eudora was a mere infant when Phidias bought her of a poor goatherd in
+Phelle. The child was sitting upon a rock, caressing a kid, when the
+sculptor first saw her, and the gracefulness of her attitude attracted
+his attention, while her innocent beauty touched his heart. She and her
+nurse had been stolen from the Ionian coast, by Greek pirates. The nurse
+was sold into slavery, and the babe delivered by one of the pirates to
+the care of his mother. The little creature, in her lisping way, called
+herself baby Minta; and this appellation she retained, until Phidias
+gave her the name of Eudora.
+
+Philothea, the orphan daughter of Alcimenes, son of Anaxagoras, was a
+year or two older than Eudora. She was brought to Athens, at about the
+same period; and as they resided very near each other, the habitual
+intercourse of childhood naturally ripened into mature friendship. No
+interruption of this constant intimacy occurred, until Philothea was
+appointed one of the Canephoræ, whose duty it was to embroider the
+sacred peplus, and to carry baskets in the grand procession of the
+Panathenæa. Six months of complete seclusion within the walls of the
+Acropolis, were required of the Canephoræ. During this protracted
+absence, Aspasia persuaded Phidias to bring Eudora frequently to her
+house; and her influence insensibly produced a great change in that
+young person, whose character was even more flexile than her form.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+  "With grace divine her soul is blest,
+  And heavenly Pallas breathes within her breast;
+  In wonderous arts than woman more renowned,
+  And more than woman with deep wisdom crowned.
+                                     HOMER.
+
+
+It was the last market hour of Athens, when Anaxagoras, Philothea, and
+Eudora, accompanied by Geta, the favourite slave of Phidias, stepped
+forth into the street, on their way to Aspasia's residence.
+
+Loud shouts of laughter came from the agoras, and the whole air was
+filled with the hum of a busy multitude. Groups of citizens lingered
+about the porticos; Egyptians, Medians, Sicilians, and strangers from
+all the neighbouring States of Greece, thronged the broad avenue of the
+Piræus; women, carrying upon their heads olive jars, baskets of grapes,
+and vases of water, glided among the crowd, with that majestic motion so
+peculiar to the peasantry in countries where this custom prevails.
+
+Philothea drew the folds of her veil more closely, and clung timidly to
+her venerable protector. But neither this, nor increasing twilight,
+could screen the graceful maidens from observation. Athenians looked
+back as they passed, and foreigners paused to inquire their name and
+parentage.
+
+In a few moments they were under the walls of the Acropolis, walking in
+the shadow of the olive groves, among god-like statues, to which the
+gathering obscurity of evening gave an impressive distinctness--as if
+the light departing from the world, stood petrified in marble.
+
+Thence they entered the inner Ceramicus, where Aspasia resided. The
+building, like all the private houses of Athens, had a plain exterior,
+strongly contrasted by the magnificence of surrounding temples, and
+porticos. At the gate, an image of Hermes looked toward the harbour,
+while Phoebus, leaning on his lyre, appeared to gaze earnestly at the
+dwelling.
+
+A slave, stationed near the door, lighted the way to the apartment where
+Aspasia was reclining, with a Doric harp by her side, on which she had
+just been playing. The first emotion she excited was surprise at the
+radiant and lucid expression, which mantled her whole face, and made the
+very blood seem eloquent. In her large dark eye the proud consciousness
+of intellect was softened only by melting voluptuousness; but something
+of sadness about her beautiful mouth gave indication that the heavenly
+part of her nature still struggled with earth-born passions.
+
+A garland of golden leaves, with large drops of pearl, was interwoven
+among the glossy braids of her hair, and rested on her forehead.
+
+She wore a robe of rich Milesian purple, the folds of which were
+confined on one shoulder within a broad ring of gold, curiously wrought;
+on the other they were fastened by a beautiful cameo, representing the
+head of Pericles. The crimson couch gave a soft flush to the cheek and
+snowy arm that rested on it; and, for a moment, even Philothea yielded
+to the enchantment of her beauty.
+
+Full of smiles, Aspasia rose and greeted Eudora, with the ease and
+gracefulness of one long accustomed to homage; but when the venerable
+philosopher introduced his child, she felt the simple purity emanating
+from their characters, and something of embarrassment mingled with her
+respectful salutation.
+
+Her own face was uncovered, contrary to the custom of Grecian women; and
+after a few of those casual remarks which everywhere serve to fill up
+the pauses in conversation, she playfully seized Eudora's veil, and
+threw it back over her shoulders. She would have done the same to
+Philothea; but the maiden placed her hand on the half transparent
+covering, and said, "With your leave, lady, I remain veiled."
+
+"But I cannot give my leave," rejoined Aspasia, playfully, still keeping
+her hold upon the veil: "I must see this tyrannical custom done away in
+the free commonwealth of Athens. All the matrons who visit my house
+agree with me in this point; all are willing to renounce the absurd
+fashion."
+
+"But in a maiden it would be less seemly," answered Philothea.
+
+Thus resisted, Aspasia appealed to Anaxagoras to exert his authority;
+adding, in an audible whisper, "Phidias has told me that she is as
+lovely as the immortals."
+
+With a quiet smile, the aged philosopher replied, "My child must be
+guided by her own heart. The gods have there placed an oracle, which
+never misleads or perplexes those who listen to it."
+
+Aspasia continued, "From what I had heard of you, Philothea, I expected
+to find you above the narrow prejudices of Grecian women. In _you_ I was
+sure of a mind strong enough to break the fetters of habit. Tell me, my
+bashful maiden, why is beauty given us, unless it be like sunlight to
+bless and gladden the world?"
+
+"Lady," replied the gentle recluse, "beauty is given to remind us that
+the soul should be kept as fair and perfect in its proportions, as the
+temple in which it dwells."
+
+"You are above ordinary women," said Aspasia; "for you hear me allude to
+your beauty without affecting to contradict me, and apparently without
+pleasure."
+
+The sound of voices in earnest conversation announced the approach of
+Pericles with visiters. "Come to my room for a few moments," said
+Aspasia, addressing the maidens: "I have just received a magnificent
+present, which I am sure Eudora will admire. As she spoke, she led the
+way to an upper apartment. When they opened the door, a soft light shone
+upon them from a lamp, which a marble Psyche shaded with her hand, as
+she bent over the couch of Eros.
+
+"Now that we are quite sure of being uninterrupted, you cannot refuse to
+raise your veil," said Aspasia.
+
+Simply and naturally, the maiden did as she was desired; without any
+emotion of displeasure or exultation at the eager curiosity of her
+hostess.
+
+For an instant, Aspasia stood rebuked and silent, in the presence of
+that serene and holy beauty.
+
+With deep feeling she exclaimed, "Maiden, Phidias spoke truly. Even
+thus do we imagine the immortals!"
+
+A faint blush gleamed on Philothea's face; for her meek spirit was
+pained by a comparison with things divine; but it passed rapidly; and
+her whole soul became absorbed in the lovely statues before her.
+
+Eudora's speaking glance seemed to say, "I knew her beauty would
+surprise you!" and then, with the eager gayety of a little child, she
+began to examine the gorgeous decorations of the room.
+
+The couch rested on two sphinxes of gold and ivory, over which the
+purple drapery fell in rich and massive folds. In one corner, a pedestal
+of Egyptian marble supported an alabaster vase, on the edge of which
+were two doves, exquisitely carved, one just raising his head, the other
+stooping to drink. On a similar stand, at the other side, stood a
+peacock, glittering with many coloured gems. The head lowered upon the
+breast formed the handle; while here and there, among the brilliant tail
+feathers, appeared a languid flame slowly burning away the perfumed oil,
+with which the bird was filled.
+
+Eudora clapped her hands, with an exclamation of delight. "That is the
+present of which I spoke," said Aspasia, smiling: "It was sent by
+Artaphernes, the Persian, who has lately come to Athens to buy pictures
+and statues for the great king."
+
+As Philothea turned towards her companion, she met Aspasia's earnest
+gaze. "Had you forgotten where you were?" she asked.
+
+"No, lady, I could not forget that," replied the maiden. As she spoke,
+she hastily withdrew her eyes from an immodest picture, on which they
+had accidentally rested; and, blushing deeply, she added, "But there is
+something so life-like in that slumbering marble, that for a moment I
+almost feared Eudora would waken it."
+
+"You will not look upon the picture," rejoined Aspasia; "yet it relates
+a story of one of the gods you reverence so highly. I am told you are a
+devout believer in these fables?"
+
+"When fiction is the robe of truth, I worship it for what it covers,"
+replied Philothea; "but I love not the degrading fables which poets have
+made concerning divine beings. Such were not the gods of Solon; for such
+the wise and good can never be, in this world or another."
+
+"Then you believe in a future existence?" said Aspasia, with an
+incredulous smile.
+
+With quiet earnestness, Philothea answered:--"Lady, the simple fact that
+the human soul has ever _thought_ of another world, is sufficient proof
+that there is one; for how can an idea be formed by mortals, unless it
+has first existed in the divine mind?"
+
+"A reader of Plato, I perceive!" exclaimed Aspasia: "They told me I
+should find you pure and child-like; with a soul from which poetry
+sparkled, like moonlight on the waters. I did not know that wisdom and
+philosophy lay concealed in its depths."
+
+"Is there any other wisdom, than true simplicity and innocence?" asked
+the maiden.
+
+With a look of delighted interest, Aspasia took her arm familiarly;
+saying, "You and I must be friends. I shall not grow weary of you, as I
+do of other women. Not of you, dearest," she added in an under tone,
+tapping Eudora's cheek. "You must come here constantly, Philothea.
+Though I am aware," continued she, smiling, "that it is bad policy for
+me to seek a guest who will be sure to eclipse me."
+
+"Pardon me, lady," said Philothea, gently disengaging herself:
+"Friendship cannot be without sympathy."
+
+A sudden flush of anger suffused Aspasia's countenance; and Eudora
+looked imploringly at her friend, as she said, "You love _me_,
+Philothea; and I am sure we are very different."
+
+"I crave pardon," interrupted Aspasia, with haughty impatience. "I
+should have remembered that the conversation prized by Pericles and
+Plato, might appear contemptible, to this youthful Pallas, who so
+proudly seeks to conceal her precious wisdom from ears profane."
+
+"Lady, you mistake me," answered Philothea, mildly: "Your intellect,
+your knowledge, are as far above mine, as the radiant stars are above
+the flowers of the field. Besides, I never felt contempt for anything to
+which the gods had given life. It is impossible for me to despise you;
+but I pity you."
+
+"Pity!" exclaimed Aspasia, in a piercing tone, which made both the
+maidens start. "Am I not the wife of Pericles, and the friend of Plato?
+Has not Phidias modelled his Aphrodite from my form? Is there in all
+Greece a poet who has not sung my praises? Is there an artist who has
+not paid me tribute? Phoenicia sends me her most splendid manufactures
+and her choicest slaves; Egypt brings her finest linen and her metals of
+curious workmanship; while Persia unrolls her silks, and pours out her
+gems at my feet. To the remotest period of time, the world,--aye, the
+_world_,--maiden, will hear of Aspasia, the beautiful and the gifted!"
+
+For a moment, Philothea looked on her, silently and meekly, as she stood
+with folded arms, flushed brow, and proudly arched neck. Then, in a
+soft, sad voice, she answered: "Aye, lady--but will your spirit _hear_
+the echo of your fame, as it rolls back from the now silent shores of
+distant ages?"
+
+"You utter nonsense!" said Aspasia, abruptly: "There is no immortality
+but fame. In history, the star of my existence will never set--but shine
+brilliantly and forever in the midst of its most glorious
+constellation!"
+
+After a brief pause, Philothea resumed: "But when men talk of Aspasia
+the beautiful and the gifted, will they add, Aspasia the good--the
+happy--the innocent?"
+
+The last word was spoken in a low, emphatic tone. A slight quivering
+about Aspasia's lips betrayed emotion crowded back upon the heart; while
+Eudora bowed her head, in silent confusion, at the bold admonition of
+her friend.
+
+With impressive kindness, the maiden continued: "Daughter of Axiochus,
+do you never suspect that the homage you receive is half made up of
+selfishness and impurity? This boasted power of intellect--this giddy
+triumph of beauty--what do they do for you? Do they make you happy in
+the communion of your own heart? Do they bring you nearer to the gods?
+Do they make the memory of your childhood a gladness, or a sorrow?"
+
+Aspasia sank on the couch, and bowed her head upon her hands. For a few
+moments, the tears might be seen stealing through her fingers; while
+Eudora, with the ready sympathy of a warm heart, sobbed aloud.
+
+Aspasia soon recovered her composure. "Philothea," she said, "you have
+spoken to me as no one ever dared to speak; but my own heart has
+sometimes uttered the truth less mildly. Yesterday I learned the same
+lesson from a harsher voice. A Corinthian sailor pointed at this house,
+and said, 'There dwells Aspasia, the courtezan, who makes her wealth by
+the corruption of Athens!' My very blood boiled in my veins, that such
+an one as he could give me pain. It is true the illustrious Pericles has
+made me his wife; but there are things which even his power, and my own
+allurements, fail to procure. Ambitious women do indeed come here to
+learn how to be distinguished; and the vain come to study the fashion of
+my garments, and the newest braid of my hair. But the purest and best
+matrons of Greece refuse to be my guests. You, Philothea, came
+reluctantly--and because Pericles would have it so. Yes," she added, the
+tears again starting to her eyes--"I know the price at which I purchase
+celebrity. Poets will sing of me at feasts, and orators describe me at
+the games; but what will that be to me, when I have gone into the silent
+tomb? Like the lifeless guest at Egyptian tables, Aspasia will be all
+unconscious of the garlands she wears.
+
+"Philothea, you think me vain, and heartless, and wicked; and so I am.
+But there are moments when I am willing that this tongue, so praised for
+its eloquence, should be dumb forever--that this beauty, which men
+worship, should be hidden in the deepest recesses of barbarian
+forests--so that I might again be as I was, when the sky was clothed in
+perpetual glory, and the earth wore not so sad a smile as now. Oh,
+Philothea! would to the gods, I had your purity and goodness! But you
+despise me;--for you are innocent."
+
+Soothingly, and almost tearfully, the maiden replied: "No, lady; such
+were not the feelings which made me say we could not be friends. It is
+because we have chosen different paths; and paths that never approach
+each other. What to you seem idle dreams, are to me sublime realities,
+for which I would gladly exchange all that you prize in existence. You
+live for immortality in this world; I live for immortality in another.
+The public voice is your oracle; I listen to the whisperings of the gods
+in the stillness of my own heart; and never yet, dear lady, have those
+two oracles spoken the same language."
+
+Then falling on her knees, and looking up earnestly, she exclaimed,
+"Beautiful and gifted one! Listen to the voice that tries to win you
+back to innocence and truth! Give your heart up to it, as a little child
+led by its mother's hand! Then shall the flowers again breathe poetry,
+and the stars move in music."
+
+"It is too late," murmured Aspasia: "The flowers are scorched--the stars
+are clouded. I cannot again be as I have been."
+
+"Lady, it is _never_ too late," replied Philothea: "You have unbounded
+influence--use it nobly! No longer seek popularity by flattering the
+vanity, or ministering to the passions of the Athenians. Let young men
+hear the praise of virtue from the lips of beauty. Let them see religion
+married to immortal genius. Tell them it is ignoble to barter the
+heart's wealth for heaps of coin--that love weaves a simple wreath of
+his own bright hopes, stronger than massive chains of gold. Urge
+Pericles to prize the good of Athens more than the applause of its
+populace--to value the permanence of her free institutions more than the
+splendour of her edifices. Oh, lady, never, never, had any mortal such
+power to do good!"
+
+Aspasia sat gazing intently on the beautiful speaker, whose tones grew
+more and more earnest as she proceeded.
+
+"Philothea," she replied, "you have moved me strangely. There is about
+you an influence that cannot be resisted. It is like what Pindar says of
+music; if it does not give delight, it is sure to agitate and oppress
+the heart. From the first moment you spoke, I have felt this mysterious
+power. It is as if some superior being led me back, even against my
+will, to the days of my childhood, when I gathered acorns from the
+ancient oak that shadows the fountain of Byblis, or ran about on the
+banks of my own beloved Meander, filling my robe with flowers."
+
+There was silence for a moment. Eudora smiled through her tears, as she
+whispered, "Now, Philothea, sing that sweet song Anaxagoras taught you.
+He too is of Ionia; and Aspasia will love to hear it."
+
+The maiden answered with a gentle smile, and began to warble the first
+notes of a simple bird-like song.
+
+"Hush!" said Aspasia, putting her hand on Philothea's mouth, and
+bursting into tears--"It was the first tune I ever learned; and I have
+not heard it since my mother sung it to me."
+
+"Then let me sing it, lady," rejoined Philothea: "It is good for us to
+keep near our childhood. In leaving it, we wander from the gods."
+
+A slight tap at the door made Aspasia start up suddenly; and stooping
+over the alabaster vase of water, she hastened to remove all traces of
+her tears.
+
+As Eudora opened the door, a Byzantian slave bowed low, and waited
+permission to speak.
+
+"Your message?" said Aspasia, with queenly brevity.
+
+"If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your
+presence."
+
+"We come directly," she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian
+closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory
+Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a
+curl that had strayed from its golden fillet.
+
+As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own
+fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, "Aspasia is herself
+again!"
+
+Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep
+sigh followed to the room below.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER III.
+
+  All is prepared--the table and the feast--
+  With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions.
+  Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound:
+  Here rich perfumes are seen--there cakes and cates
+  Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes
+  Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn.
+  What more? A troop of dancing women fair,
+  And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius.
+                                  ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The room in which the guests were assembled, was furnished with less of
+Asiatic splendour than the private apartment of Aspasia; but in its
+magnificent simplicity there was a more perfect manifestation of ideal
+beauty. It was divided in the middle by eight Ionic columns, alternately
+of Phrygian and Pentelic marble. Between the central pillars stood a
+superb statue from the hand of Phidias, representing Aphrodite guided by
+Love, and crowned by Peitho, goddess of Persuasion. Around the walls
+were Phoebus and Hermes in Parian marble, and the nine Muses in ivory. A
+fountain of perfumed water, from the adjoining room, diffused coolness
+and fragrance, as it passed through a number of concealed pipes, and
+finally flowed into a magnificent vase, supported by a troop of Naiades.
+
+In a recess stood the famous lion of Myron, surrounded by infant Loves,
+playing with his paws, climbing his back, and decorating his neck with
+garlands. This beautiful group seemed actually to live and move in the
+clear light and deep shadows derived from a silver lamp suspended above.
+
+The walls were enriched with some of the choicest paintings of
+Apollodorus, Zeuxis, and Polygnotus. Near a fine likeness of Pericles,
+by Aristolaus, was Aspasia, represented as Chloris scattering flowers
+over the earth, and attended by winged Hours.
+
+It chanced that Pericles himself reclined beneath his portrait, and
+though political anxiety had taken from his countenance something of the
+cheerful freshness which characterized the picture, he still retained
+the same elevated beauty--the same deep, quiet expression of
+intellectual power. At a short distance, with his arm resting on the
+couch, stood his nephew Alcibiades, deservedly called the handsomest man
+in Athens. He was laughing with Hermippus, the comic writer, whose
+shrewd, sarcastic and mischievous face was expressive of his calling.
+Phidias slowly paced the room, talking of the current news with the
+Persian Artaphernes. Anaxagoras reclined near the statue of Aphrodite,
+listening and occasionally speaking to Plato, who leaned against one of
+the marble pillars, in earnest conversation with a learned Ethiopian.
+
+The gorgeous apparel of the Asiatic and African guests, contrasted
+strongly with the graceful simplicity of Grecian costume. A
+saffron-coloured mantle and a richly embroidered Median vest glittered
+on the person of the venerable Artaphernes. Tithonus, the Ethiopian,
+wore a skirt of ample folds, which scarcely fell below the knee. It was
+of the glorious Tyrian hue, resembling a crimson light shining through
+transparent purple. The edge of the garment was curiously wrought with
+golden palm leaves. It terminated at the waist in a large roll, twined
+with massive chains of gold, and fastened by a clasp of the far-famed
+Ethiopian topaz. The upper part of his person was uncovered and
+unornamented, save by broad bracelets of gold, which formed a
+magnificent contrast with the sable colour of his vigorous and
+finely-proportioned limbs.
+
+As the ladies entered, the various groups came forward to meet them; and
+all were welcomed by Aspasia with earnest cordiality and graceful
+self-possession. While the brief salutations were passing, Hipparete,
+the wife of Alcibiades came from an inner apartment, where she had been
+waiting for her hostess. She was a fair, amiable young matron, evidently
+conscious of her high rank. The short blue tunic, which she wore over a
+lemon-coloured robe, was embroidered with golden grasshoppers; and on
+her forehead sparkled a jewelled insect of the same species. It was the
+emblem of unmixed Athenian blood; and Hipparete alone, of all the ladies
+present, had a right to wear it. Her manners were an elaborate copy of
+Aspasia; but deprived of the powerful charm of unconsciousness, which
+flowed like a principle of life into every motion of that beautiful
+enchantress.
+
+The momentary silence, so apt to follow introductions, was interrupted
+by an Ethiopian boy, who, at a signal from Tithonus, emerged from behind
+the columns, and kneeling, presented to Aspasia a beautiful box of
+ivory, inlaid with gold, filled with the choicest perfumes. The lady
+acknowledged the costly offering by a gracious smile, and a low bend of
+the head toward the giver.
+
+The ivory was wrought with exquisite skill, representing the imaginary
+forms of the constellations, studded with golden stars. The whole rested
+on a golden image of Atlas, bending beneath the weight. The box was
+passed from hand to hand, and excited universal admiration.
+
+"Were these figures carved by an artist of your own country?" asked
+Phidias.
+
+With a smile, Tithonus replied, "You ask the question because you see a
+Grecian spirit in those forms. They were indeed fashioned by an
+Ethiopian; but one who had long resided in Athens."
+
+"There is truly a freedom and variety in these figures, which I have
+rarely seen even in Greece," rejoined Phidias; "and I have never met
+with those characteristics in Ethiopian or Egyptian workmanship."
+
+"They belong not to the genius of those countries," answered Tithonus:
+"Philosophy and the arts are but a manifestation of the intelligible
+ideas that move the public mind; and thus they become visible images of
+the nations whence they emanate. The philosophy of the East is misty and
+vast--with a gleam of truth here and there, resting like sunlight on the
+edge of a dark and mighty cloud. Hence, our architecture and statuary is
+massive and of immense proportions. Greece is free--therefore she has a
+philosopher, who sees that every idea must have a form, and in every
+form discovers its appropriate life. And because philosophy has
+perceived that the principle of vitality and beauty flows from the
+divine mind into each and every earthly thing, therefore Greece has a
+sculptor, who can mould his thoughts into marble forms, from which the
+free grandeur of the soul emanates like a perpetual presence." As he
+spoke, he bowed low to Plato and Phidias.
+
+"The gigantic statues of Sicily have fair proportions," said Plato; "and
+they have life; but it is life in deep repose. There is the vastness of
+eternity, without the activity of time."
+
+"The most ancient statuary of all nations is an image of death; not of
+sleeping energy," observed Aspasia. "The arms adhere rigidly to the
+sides, the feet form one block; and even in the face, the divine ideal
+seems struggling hard to enter the reluctant form. But thanks to
+Pygmalion of Cyprus, we now have the visible impress of every passion
+carved in stone. The spirit of beauty now flows freely into the
+harmonious proportions, even as the oracle is filled by the inspiration
+of the god. Now the foot bounds from the pedestal, the finger points to
+the stars, and life breathes from every limb. But in good time the
+Lybian pipe warns us that the feast is ready. We must not soar too far
+above the earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her
+fruit-trees and vines."
+
+"Yet it is ever thus, when Plato is with us," exclaimed Pericles. "He
+walks with his head among the stars--and, by a magic influence, we rise
+to his elevation, until we perceive the shadows of majestic worlds,
+known in their reality only to the gods. As the approach of Phoebus
+fills the priestess with prophecy, so does this son of Phoebus impart
+something of his own eloquence to all who come within its power."
+
+"You speak truly, O Pericles," replied Tithonus; "but it is a truth felt
+only by those who are in some measure worthy to receive it. Aspasia
+said wisely, that the spirit of beauty flows in, only where the
+proportions are harmonious. The gods are ever with us, but few feel the
+presence of the gods."
+
+Philothea, speaking in a low tone to Eudora, added, "And Plato rejoices
+in their glorious presence, not only because he walks with his head
+among the stars, but because he carries in his heart a blessing for
+every little child."
+
+These words, though spoken almost in a whisper, reached the ear of the
+philosopher himself; and he turned toward the lovely speaker with a
+beaming glance, which distinctly told that his choicest blessings were
+bestowed upon spirits pure and gentle as her own.
+
+Thus conversing, the guests passed between the marble columns, and
+entered that part of the room where the banquet was prepared. Aspasia
+filled a golden basket with Athenian olives, Phoenician dates, and
+almonds of Naxos, and whispering a brief invocation, placed it on a
+small altar, before an ivory image of Demeter, which stood in the midst
+of the table. Seats covered with crimson cloth were arranged at the end
+of the couches, for the accommodation of women; but the men reclined in
+Asiatic fashion, while beautiful damsels sprinkled perfumes on their
+heads, and offered water for their hands in vases of silver.
+
+In choosing one to preside over the festivities of the evening, the lot
+fell upon Tithonus; but he gracefully declined the office, saying it
+properly belonged to an Athenian.
+
+"Then I must insist that you appoint your successor," said Aspasia.
+
+"Your command partakes little of the democracy of Athenian
+institutions," answered he, smiling; "but I obey it cheerfully; and
+will, as most fitting, crown the wisest." He arose, as he spoke, and
+reverently placed the chaplet on the head of Plato.
+
+"I will transfer it to the most beautiful," rejoined the philosopher;
+and he attempted to place the garland on the brow of Alcibiades. But the
+young man prevented him, and exclaimed, "Nay--according to your own
+doctrines, O admirable Plato, wisdom should wear the crown; since beauty
+is but its outward form."
+
+Thus urged, Plato accepted the honours of the banquet; and taking a
+handful of garlands from the golden urn on which they were suspended, he
+proceeded to crown the guests. He first placed upon Aspasia's head a
+wreath of bright and variegated flowers, among which the rose and the
+myrtle were most conspicuous. Upon Hipparete he bestowed a coronal of
+violets, regarded by the proud Athenians as their own peculiar flower.
+Philothea received a crown of pure white lilies.
+
+Aspasia, observing this, exclaimed, "Tell me, O Plato, how you knew that
+wreath, above all the others, was woven for the grand-daughter of
+Anaxagoras?"
+
+"When I hear a note of music, can I not at once strike its chord?"
+answered the philosopher: "Even as surely is there an everlasting
+harmony between the soul of man and the visible forms of creation. If
+there were no innocent hearts, there would be no white lilies."
+
+A shadow passed over Aspasia's expressive countenance; for she was aware
+that her own brilliant wreath contained not one purely white blossom.
+But her features had been well-trained to conceal her sentiments; and
+her usual vivacity instantly returned.
+
+The remainder of the garlands were bestowed so rapidly, that there
+seemed scarcely time for deliberate choice; yet Pericles wore the oak
+leaves sacred to Zeus; and the laurel and olive of Phoebus rested on the
+brow of Phidias.
+
+A half mischievous smile played round Aspasia's lips, when she saw the
+wreath of ivy and grape leaves placed on the head of Alcibiades. "Son of
+Aristo," she exclaimed, "the Phoenician Magii have given you good skill
+in divination. You have bestowed every garland appropriately."
+
+"It needed little magic," replied Plato, "to know that the oaken leaves
+belonged to one whose eloquence is so often called Olympian; or that the
+laurel was due to him who fashioned Pallas Parthenia; and Alcibiades
+would no doubt contend boldly with any man who professed to worship the
+god of vineyards with more zeal than himself."
+
+The gay Athenian answered this challenge by singing part of an
+Anacreontic ode, often repeated during the festivities of the Dionysia:
+
+  "To-day I'll haste to quaff my wine,
+  As if to-morrow ne'er should shine;
+  But if to-morrow comes, why then--
+  I'll haste to quaff my wine again.
+
+  For death may come with brow unpleasant--
+  May come when least we wish him present,
+  And beckon to the sable shore,
+  And grimly bid us--drink no more!"
+
+This profane song was sung in a voice so clear and melodious, that
+Tithonus exclaimed, "You err, O Plato, in saying the tuneful soul of
+Marsyas has passed into the nightingale; for surely it remains with this
+young Athenian. Son of Clinias, you must be well skilled in playing upon
+the flute the divine airs of Mysian Olympus?"
+
+"Not I, so help me Dionysus!" lisped Alcibiades. "My music master will
+tell you that I ever went to my pipes reluctantly. I make ten sacrifices
+to equestrian Poseidon, where I offer one gift to the Parnassian
+chorus."
+
+"Stranger, thou hast not yet learned the fashions of Athens," said
+Anaxagoras, gravely. "Our young equestrians now busy themselves with
+carved chariots, and Persian mantles of the newest mode. They vie with
+each other in costly wines; train doves to shower luxuriant perfumes
+from their wings; and upon the issue of a contest between fighting
+quails, they stake sums large enough to endow a princess. To play upon
+the silver-voiced flute is Theban-like and vulgar. They leave that to
+their slaves."
+
+"And why not leave laughter to the slaves?" asked Hermippus; "since
+anything more than a graceful smile distorts the beauty of the features?
+I suppose bright eyes would weep in Athens, should the cheeks of
+Alcibiades be seen puffed out with vulgar wind-instruments."
+
+"And can you expect the youth of Athens to be wiser than their gods?"
+rejoined Aspasia. "Pallas threw away her favourite flute, because Hera
+and Aphrodite laughed at her distorted countenance while she played upon
+it. It was but a womanly trick in the virgin daughter of Zeus."
+
+Tithonus looked at the speaker with a slight expression of surprise;
+which Hermippus perceiving, he thus addressed him, in a cool, ironical
+tone: "O Ethiopian stranger, it is evident you know little of Athens; or
+you would have perceived that a belief in the gods is more vulgar than
+flute-playing. Such trash is deemed fit for the imbecility of the aged,
+and the ignorance of the populace. With equestrians and philosophers, it
+is out of date. You must seek for it among those who sell fish at the
+gates; or with the sailors at Piræus and Phalerum."
+
+"I have visited the Temple of Poseidon, in the Piræus," observed
+Aspasia; "and I saw there a multitude of offerings from those who had
+escaped shipwreck." She paused slightly, and added, with a significant
+smile, "But I perceived no paintings of those who had been wrecked,
+notwithstanding their supplications to the god."
+
+As she spoke, she observed that Pericles withdrew a rose from the
+garland wherewith his cup was crowned; and though the action was so
+slight as to pass unobserved by others, she instantly understood the
+caution he intended to convey by that emblem sacred to the god of
+silence.
+
+At a signal from Plato, slaves filled the goblets with wine, and he rose
+to propose the usual libation to the gods. Every Grecian guest joined in
+the ceremony, singing in a recitative tone:
+
+  Dionysus, this to thee,
+  God of warm festivity!
+  Giver of the fruitful vine,
+  To thee we pour the rosy wine!
+
+Music, from the adjoining room, struck in with the chorus, and continued
+for some moments after it had ceased.
+
+For a short time, the conversation was confined to the courtesies of the
+table, as the guests partook of the delicious viands before them. Plato
+ate olives and bread only; and the water he drank was scarcely tinged
+with Lesbian wine. Alcibiades rallied him upon this abstemiousness; and
+Pericles reminded him that even his great pattern, Socrates, gave
+Dionysus his dues, while he worshipped the heaven-born Pallas.
+
+The philosopher quietly replied, "I can worship the fiery God of Vintage
+only when married with Nymphs of the Fountain."
+
+"But tell me, O Anaxagoras and Plato," exclaimed Tithonus, "if, as
+Hermippus hath said, the Grecian philosophers discard the theology of
+the poets? Do ye not believe in the Gods?"
+
+Plato would have smiled, had he not reverenced the simplicity that
+expected a frank and honest answer to a question so dangerous.
+Anaxagoras briefly replied, that the mind which did not believe in
+divine beings, must be cold and dark indeed.
+
+"Even so," replied Artiphernes, devoutly; "blessed be Oromasdes, who
+sends Mithras to warm and enlighten the world! But what surprises me
+most is, that you Grecians import new divinities from other countries,
+as freely as slaves, or papyrus, or marble. The sculptor of the gods
+will scarcely be able to fashion half their images."
+
+"If the custom continues," rejoined Phidias, "it will indeed require a
+life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+
+"Thanks to the munificence of artists, every deity has a representative
+in my dwelling," observed Aspasia.
+
+"I have heard strangers express their surprise that the Athenians have
+never erected a statue to the principle of _Modesty_" said Hermippus.
+
+"So much the more need that we enshrine her image in our own hearts,"
+rejoined Plato.
+
+The sarcastic comedian made no reply to this quiet rebuke. Looking
+toward Artaphernes, he continued: "Tell me, O servant of the great king,
+wherein the people of your country are more wise in worshipping the sun,
+than we who represent the same divinity in marble!"
+
+"The principles of the Persian religion are simple, steady, and
+uniform," replied Artaphernes; "but the Athenian are always changing.
+You not only adopt foreign gods, but sometimes create new ones, and
+admit them into your theology by solemn act of the great council. These
+circumstances have led me to suppose that you worship them as mere
+forms. The Persian Magii do indeed prostrate themselves before the
+rising Sun; but they do it in the name of Oromasdes, the universal
+Principle of Good, of whom that great luminary is the visible symbol. In
+our solemn processions, the chariot sacred to Oromasdes precedes the
+horse dedicated to Mithras; and there is deep meaning in the
+arrangement. The Sun and Zodiac, the Balance and the Rule, are but
+emblems of truths, mysterious and eternal. As the garlands we throw on
+the sacred fire feed the flame, rather than extinguish it, so the
+sublime symbols of our religion are intended to preserve, not to
+conceal, the truths within them."
+
+"Though you disclaim all images of divinity," rejoined Aspasia, "yet we
+hear of your Mithras pictured like a Persian King, trampling on a
+prostrate ox."
+
+With a smile, Artaphernes replied, "I see, lady, that you would fain
+gain admittance to the Mithraic cave; but its secrets, like those of
+your own Eleusis, are concealed from all save the initiated."
+
+"They tell us," said Aspasia, "that those who are admitted to the
+Eleusinian mysteries die in peace, and go directly to the Elysian
+fields; while the uninitiated wander about in the infernal abyss."
+
+"Of course," said Anaxagoras, "Alcibiades will go directly to Elysium,
+though Solon groped his way in darkness."
+
+The old philosopher uttered this with imperturbable gravity, as if
+unconscious of satirical meaning; but some of the guests could scarcely
+repress a smile, as they recollected the dissolute life of the young
+Athenian.
+
+"If Alcibiades spoke his real sentiments," said Aspasia, "I venture to
+say he would tell us that the mystic baskets of Demeter, covered with
+long purple veils, contain nothing half so much worth seeing, as the
+beautiful maidens who carry them."
+
+She looked at Pericles, and saw that he again cautioned her, by raising
+the rose toward his face, as if inhaling its fragrance.
+
+There was a brief pause, which Anaxagoras interrupted, by saying, "The
+wise can never reverence images merely as images. There is a mystical
+meaning in the Athenian manner of supplicating the gods with garlands on
+their heads, and bearing in their hands boughs of olive twined with
+wool. Pallas, at whose birth we are told gold rained upon the earth, was
+unquestionably a personification of wisdom. It is not to be supposed
+that the philosophers of our country consider the sun itself as anything
+more than a huge ball of fire; but the sight of that glorious orb leads
+the contemplative soul to the belief in one Pure Intelligence, one
+Universal Mind, which in manifesting itself produces order in the
+material world, and preserves the unconfused distinction of infinite
+varieties."
+
+"Such, no doubt, is the tendency of all reflecting minds," said Phidias;
+"but in general, the mere forms are worshipped, apart from the sacred
+truths they represent. The gods we have introduced from Egypt are
+regarded by the priests of that learned land as emblems of certain
+divine truths brought down from ancient times. They are like the Hermae
+at our doors, which outwardly appear to rest on inexpressive blocks of
+stone; but when opened, they are found to contain beautiful statues of
+the gods within them. It is not so with the new fables which the Greeks
+are continually mixing with their mythology. Pygmalion, as we all know,
+first departed from the rigid outline of ancient sculpture, and
+impressed life and motion upon marble. The poets, in praise of him,
+have told us that his ardent wishes warmed a statue into a lovely and
+breathing woman. The fable is fanciful and pleasing in itself; but will
+it not hereafter be believed as reality? Might not the same history be
+told of much that is believed? It is true," added he, smiling, "that I
+might be excused for favouring a belief in images, since mortals are
+ever willing to have their own works adored."
+
+"What! does Plato respond to the inquiries of Phidias?" asked
+Artaphernes.
+
+The philosopher replied: "Within the holy mysteries of our religion is
+preserved a pure and deep meaning, as the waters of Arethusa flow
+uncontaminated beneath the earth and the sea. I do not presume to decide
+whether all that is believed has the inward significancy. I have ever
+deemed such speculations unwise. If the chaste daughter of Latona always
+appears to my thoughts veiled in heavenly purity, it is comparatively
+unimportant whether I can prove that Acteon was torn by his dogs, for
+looking on the goddess with wanton eyes. Anaxagoras, said wisely that
+material forms lead the contemplative mind to the worship of ideal good,
+which is in its nature immortal and divine. Homer tells us that the
+golden chain resting upon Olympus reaches even to the earth. Here we see
+but a few of the last links, and those imperfectly. We are like men in a
+subterranean cave, so chained that they can look only forward to the
+entrance. Far above and behind us is a glowing fire: and beautiful
+beings, of every form, are moving between the light and us poor fettered
+mortals. Some of these bright beings are speaking, and others are
+silent. We see only the shadows cast on the opposite wall of the
+cavern, by the reflection of the fire above; and if we hear the echo of
+voices, we suppose it belongs to those passing shadows. The soul, in its
+present condition, is an exile from the orb of light; its ignorance is
+forgetfulness; and whatever we can perceive of truth, or imagine of
+beauty, is but a reminiscence of our former more glorious state of
+being. He who reverences the gods, and subdues his own passions, returns
+at last to the blest condition from which he fell. But to talk, or
+think, about these things with proud impatience, or polluted morals, is
+like pouring pure water into a miry trench; he who does it disturbs the
+mud, and thus causes the clear water to become defiled. When Odysseus
+removed his armour from the walls, and carried it to an inner apartment,
+invisible Pallas moved before him with her golden lamp, and filled the
+place with radiance divine. Telemachus, seeing the light, exclaimed,
+'Surely, my father, some of the celestial gods are present.' With deep
+wisdom, the king of Ithaca replied, 'Be silent. Restrain your intellect,
+and speak not.'"
+
+"I am rebuked, O Plato," answered Phidias; "and from henceforth, when my
+mind is dark and doubtful, I will remember that transparent drops may
+fall into a turbid well. Nor will I forget that sometimes, when I have
+worked on my statues by torch-light, I could not perceive their real
+expression, because I was carving in the shadow of my own hand."
+
+"Little can be learned of the human soul, and its connection with the
+Universal Mind," said Anaxagoras: "These sublime truths seem vague and
+remote, as Phoeacia appeared to Odysseus like a vast shield floating on
+the surface of the distant ocean.
+
+"The glimmering uncertainty attending all such speculations, has led me
+to attach myself to the Ionic sect, who devote themselves entirely to
+the study of outward nature."
+
+"And this is useful," rejoined Plato: "The man who is to be led from a
+cave will more easily see what the heavens contain by looking to the
+light of the moon and the stars, than by gazing on the sun at noon-day."
+
+Here Hermippus interrupted the discourse, by saying, "The son of Clinias
+does not inform us what _he_ thinks of the gods. While others have
+talked, he has eaten."
+
+"I am a citizen and a soldier--neither priest nor philosopher," replied
+Alcibiades: "With a strong arm and a willing heart to fight for my
+country, I leave others to settle the attributes of her gods. Enough for
+me, that I regularly offer sacrifices in their temples, and pour
+libations upon their altars. I care very little whether there be Elysian
+fields, or not. I will make an Elysium for myself, as long as Aspasia
+permits me to be surrounded by forms so beautiful, and gives me nectar
+like this to drink." He replaced the goblet, from which he had drunk
+deeply, and exclaimed, "By Dionysus! they quaff nothing better than this
+in voluptuous Ionia!"
+
+"Methinks a citizen and a soldier might find a more worthy model in
+Spartan, than in Ionian manners," said Anaxagoras; "but the latter truly
+suits better with the present condition of Athens."
+
+"A condition more glorious than that of any other people upon earth,"
+exclaimed Pericles, somewhat warmly: "The story of Athens, enthroned in
+her beauty and power, will thrill through generous hearts, long after
+other nations are forgotten."
+
+"She is like a torch sending forth its last bright blaze, before it is
+extinguished forever," replied Anaxagoras, calmly: "Where idle
+demagogues control the revenues of industrious citizens, the government
+cannot long stand. It is a pyramid with the base uppermost."
+
+"You certainly would not blame the wisdom of Aristides, in allowing the
+poor as well as the rich, the privilege of voting?" said Pericles.
+
+"A moderate supply of wealth is usually the result of virtuous and
+industrious habits; and it should be respected merely for what it
+indicates," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Aristides, and other wise men, in
+their efforts to satisfy the requirements of a restless people, have
+opened a sluice, without calculating how it would be enlarged by the
+rushing waters, until the very walls of the city are undermined by its
+power."
+
+"But can the safety of the state be secured by merely excluding the
+vicious poor?" said Plato. "Are there not among us vicious rich men, who
+would rashly vote for measures destructive of public good, if they could
+thereby increase their own wealth? He who exports figs to maintain
+personal splendour, when there is famine in Attica, has perhaps less
+public virtue than the beggar, who steals them to avoid starvation."
+
+"But the vicious rich man will bribe the beggar to vote as he
+dictates," replied Anaxagoras; "and thus his power of doing evil becomes
+two fold."
+
+"Your respect for permanent institutions makes you blind to the love of
+change, inherent and active in the human mind," said Pericles. "If
+society be like the heaving ocean, those who would guide their vessels
+in safety, must obey the winds and the tides."
+
+"Nay, Pericles," replied the old man, earnestly; "if society be a
+tumultuous ocean, government should be its everlasting shores. If the
+statesman watches wind and tide only that his own bark may ride through
+the storm in safety, while every fresh wave sweeps a landmark away, it
+is evident that, sooner or later, the deluge must come."
+
+The discourse was growing too serious to be agreeable to Pericles, who
+well knew that some of his best friends deemed he had injured the state,
+by availing himself too freely of the democratic tendencies of the
+people. Plato, perceiving this, said, "If it please you, Anaxagoras, we
+will leave these subjects to be discussed in the Prytaneum and the
+Agoras. Fair and glorious is the violet-crowned city, and let us trust
+the gods will long preserve it so."
+
+"Thou hast well spoken, son of Aristo," replied Artaphernes: "Much as I
+had heard of the glory and beauty of Athens, it far surpasses my hopes.
+Perhaps I find myself lingering to gaze on the Odeum more frequently
+than on any other of your magnificent edifices; not for its more
+impressive beauty; but because it is in imitation of our Great King's
+Pavilion."
+
+Hermippus looked up, and smiled with ill-natured significance; for
+Cratinus, the ribald, had openly declared in the theatre, that Pericles
+needed only to look in his mirror, to discover a model for the sloping
+roof of the Odeum. Athenian guests were indignant at being thus reminded
+of the gross allusion to a deformity conspicuous in the head of their
+illustrious statesman; but Artaphernes, quite unconscious of his
+meaning, continued: "The noble structure is worthy of him who planned
+it. Yet the unpretending beauty of some of your small temples makes me
+feel more as if I were in the presence of a god. I have often marvelled
+what it is in those fair white columns, that charms me so much more than
+the palaces of the East, refulgent with gems and gold."
+
+"The beauty that lies _within_ has ever a mysterious power," answered
+Plato. "An amethyst may beam in the eye of a statue; but what, save the
+soul itself, can give the expression of soul? The very spirit of harmony
+is embodied in the proportions of the Parthenon. It is marble music. I
+sometimes think the whole visible beauty of creation is formed from the
+music of the Infinite; and that the various joys we feel are but the
+union of accordant notes in the great chorus of the universe. There is
+music in the airy dance; music in poetry; music in the glance of a
+beautiful woman; music in the involutions and inflexions of numbers;
+above all, there is music in light! And what _Light_ is in this world,
+_Truth_ is in that glorious world to which the mind of man returns after
+its long exile. Yes, there is music in light! Hence, Phoebus is god of
+the Sun and of the Lyre, and Memnon yields sweet sounds to welcome
+approaching day. For this reason, the disciples of Zoroaster and
+Pythagoras hail the rising sun with the melody of harps; and the birds
+pour forth their love of light in song. Perchance the order of the
+universe is revealed in the story of Thebes rising to the lyre of
+Amphion; and Ibycus might have spoken sublime truth, when he told of
+music in the motion of the everlasting stars."
+
+Philothea had listened so earnestly, that for a moment all other
+thoughts were expelled from her mind. She threw back her veil, and with
+her whole soul beaming from her face, she exclaimed, "O Plato, I once
+_heard_ the music of the stars! Ibycus"----
+
+The ardent gaze of Alcibiades restored her to painful consciousness;
+and, blushing deeply, she replaced her veil. Aspasia smiled; but Plato,
+with gentle reverence, asked, "What would Philothea say of the divine
+Ibycus?"
+
+The timid maiden gave no reply; and the tears of innocent shame were
+seen falling fast upon her trembling arm.
+
+With that ready skill, which ever knows how to adapt itself to the
+circumstances of the moment, Aspasia gave a signal to her attendants,
+and at once the mingled melody of voices and instruments burst upon the
+ear. It was one of the enchanting strains of Olympus the Mysian; and
+every heart yielded to its influence. A female slave noiselessly brought
+Aspasia's silver harp, and placed before her guests citharas and lyres,
+of ivory inlaid with gold. One by one, new voices and instruments joined
+in the song; and when the music ceased, there was a pause of deep and
+silent joy.
+
+"Shame to the feast, where the praises of Harmodius are not sung," said
+Pericles, smiling, as he looked toward Eudora. With rapid fingers the
+maiden touched her lyre, and sung the patriotic song of Callistratus:
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as brave Harmodius did,
+  And as Aristogeiton his avenging weapon hid;
+  When they slew the haughty tyrant and regained our liberty,
+  And, breaking down oppression, made the men of Athens free.
+
+  "Thou art not, loved Harmodius, thou art not surely dead,
+  But to some secluded sanctuary far away art fled;
+  With the swift-footed Achilleus, unmolested there to rest,
+  And to rove with Diomedes through the islands of the blest.
+
+  "I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as Aristogeiton did,
+  And as the brave Harmodius his avenging weapon hid;
+  When on Athenæ's festival they aimed the glorious blow,
+  And calling on fair freedom, laid the proud Hipparchus low.
+
+  "Thy fame, beloved Harmodius, through ages still shall brighten,
+  Nor ever shall thy glory fade, beloved Aristogeiton;
+  Because your country's champions ye nobly dared to be,
+  And striking down the tyrant, made the men of Athens free."
+
+The exhilarating notes stirred every Grecian heart. Some waved their
+garlands in triumph, while others joined in the music, and kept time
+with branches of myrtle.
+
+"By Phoebus! a glorious song and divinely sung," exclaimed Alcibiades:
+"But the lovely minstrel brings danger to our hearts in those sweet
+sounds, as Harmodius concealed his sword among myrtle leaves."
+
+Hipparete blushed, and with a quick and nervous motion touched her
+cithara. With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, "Continue the music, I
+pray you." The tune being left to her own choice, the young matron sang
+Anacreon's Ode to the Grasshopper. Her voice was not unpleasing; but it
+contrasted disadvantageously with the rich intonations of Eudora; and if
+the truth must be told, that dark-haired damsel was quite too conscious
+of the fact.
+
+Tithonus expressed an earnest desire to hear one of Pindar's odes; and
+Philothea, urged by Aspasia, began with a quivering hand to accompany
+herself on the harp. Her voice was at first weak and trembling; and
+Plato, to relieve her timidity, joined in the music, which soon gushed
+forth, clear, deep, and melodious:
+
+  "Hail, celestial Poesy!
+  Fair enchantress of mankind!
+  Veiled in whose sweet majesty
+  Fables please the human mind.
+  But, as year rolls after year,
+  These fictitious charms decline;
+  Then, O man, with holy fear,
+  Write and speak of things divine.
+  Of the heavenly natures say
+  Nought unseemly, or profane--
+  Hearts that worship and obey,
+  Are preserved from guilty stain."
+
+Oppressed with the grandeur of the music, and willing to evade the tacit
+reproach conveyed in the words, Aspasia touched her lyre, and, with
+mournful tenderness, sung Danæ's Hymn to her Sleeping Infant. Then,
+suddenly changing to a gayer measure, she sang, with remarkable
+sweetness and flexibility of voice:
+
+  "While our rosy fillets shed
+  Blushes o'er each fervid head,
+  With many a cup, and many a smile,
+  The festal moments we beguile.
+  And while the harp impassioned flings
+  Tuneful rapture from the strings,
+  Some airy nymph, with fluent limbs,
+  Through the dance luxuriant swims,
+  Waving in her snowy hand,
+  The leafy Dionysian wand,
+  Which, as the tripping wanton flies,
+  Shakes its tresses to her sighs.
+
+At these words, a troop of graceful maidens, representing the Zephyrs
+and the Hours, glided in and out, between the marble columns, pelting
+each other with roses, as they flew through the mazes of the dance.
+
+Presently, the music, more slow and measured in its cadence, announced
+the dance of Ariadne guiding her lover from the Labyrinth. In obedience
+to a signal from Aspasia, Eudora sprang forward to hold the silken cord,
+and Alcibiades darted forward to perform the part of Theseus. Slowly,
+but gracefully as birds balancing themselves on the air, the maidens
+went through the difficult involutions of the dance. They smiled on each
+other, as they passed and repassed; and though Eudora's veil concealed
+the expression of her features, Philothea observed, with an undefined
+feeling of apprehension, that she showed no tokens of displeasure at the
+brief whispers and frequent glances of Alcibiades.
+
+At last, Pericles bade the attendants bring forth the goblet of the Good
+Genius. A large golden bowl, around which a silver grape-vine twined its
+luxuriant clusters, was immediately placed before him, filled with the
+rich juices of the Chian grape. Then Plato, as king of the feast,
+exclaimed, "The cup of the Good Genius is filled. Pledge him in unmixed
+wine."
+
+The massive goblet passed among all the guests; some taking a deep
+draught, and others scarcely moistening their lips with the wine. When
+the ceremony was finished, Pericles said, "Now, if it pleases Hermippus,
+we should like to see him in the comic dance, for which he is so
+celebrated."
+
+Philothea looked earnestly at her grandfather. He instantly understood
+her wishes, and bade farewell to Aspasia; urging the plea that his child
+was unused to late hours, and too timid to be in the streets of Athens
+without his protection. Phidias requested that Eudora might accompany
+them; and Hipparete likewise asked leave to depart. Aspasia bestowed
+gifts on her visiters, according to the munificent custom of the
+country. To Hipparete she gave a bracelet of pearls; to Philothea, a
+lyre of ivory and gold; and to Eudora, a broad clasp for her mantle, on
+which the car of Aphrodite, drawn by swans, was painted in enamel, by
+Polygnotus, the inventor of the art.
+
+Alcibiades chose to remain at his wine; but slaves with torches were in
+readiness at the gates, and Hipparete lived in the Ceramicus, within
+sight of Aspasia's dwelling.
+
+A rapid walk soon restored the maidens to their own peaceful homes.
+Philothea, with the consent of Anaxagoras, went to share the apartment
+of her friend; which, separated only by a small garden, was almost
+within hearing of her own.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IV.
+
+  Much I dislike the beamless mind,
+  Whose earthly vision, unrefined,
+  Nature has never formed to see
+  The beauties of simplicity!
+  Simplicity, the flower of Heaven,
+  To souls elect by nature given."
+                           ANACREON.
+
+
+As the maidens entered their apartment, Eudora rather abruptly dismissed
+Dione, the aged nurse, who had been waiting their arrival. Her favourite
+dog was sleeping on the couch; and she gave the little creature a hasty
+box on the ear, which made him spring suddenly to the floor, and look up
+in her face, as if astonished at such ungentle treatment.
+
+Philothea stooped down and caressed the animal, with a slightly
+reproachful glance at her friend.
+
+"He was sleeping on my mantle," said the petulant damsel.
+
+"His soft, white fur could not have harmed it," rejoined her companion;
+"and you know that Hylax himself, as well as the mantle, was a gift from
+Philæmon."
+
+Eudora carelesssly tossed the mantle over her embroidery frame, from
+which it trailed along the dusty floor. Philothea looked earnestly in
+her face, unable to comprehend such wayward conduct. "It is evident you
+do not want my company to-night," she said; "I will therefore return to
+my own apartment."
+
+The peevish maiden slowly untied her sandal, without making any reply.
+Philothea's voice trembled slightly, as she added, "Good night, Eudora,
+To-morrow I hope you will tell me how I have offended you."
+
+"Stay! Stay!" exclaimed the capricious damsel; and she laid her hand
+coaxingly on her friend's arm. Philothea smiled a ready forgiveness.
+
+"I know I am very petulant to-night," said Eudora; "but I do not believe
+you yourself could listen to Hipparete without being vexed. She is so
+stupid, and so haughty. I don't think she spoke ten words to-night
+without having a grasshopper for one of them. She is so proud of her
+pure Athenian blood! Do you know she has resolved to employ a skilful
+artificer from Corinth, to make her an ivory box just like the one
+Tithonus gave Aspasia; but she took care to inform me that it should be
+inlaid with golden grasshoppers, instead of stars. A wise and witty
+device, is't not? to put grasshoppers in the paws of transformed
+Calisto, and fasten them in the belt of Orion. The sky will be so purely
+Athenian, that Hipparete herself might condescend to be a
+constellation."
+
+The talkative maiden laughed at her own conceit; and even her more
+serious companion could not refrain from a smile, as with untiring
+volubility she continued: "Then she told me that she herself embroidered
+her grasshopper robe, and bade me admire the excellence of the pattern.
+She said Plato could not possibly have mistaken the wreath intended for
+her; knowing, as he did, that her father and mother were both descended
+from the most ancient families in Athens; and she repeated a list of
+ancestors with names all ending in _ippus_ and _ippides_. When, in
+answer to her question, I acknowledged that the ornament in her hair
+was beautiful, she told me she would gladly give me one like it, if it
+were proper for me to wear it. I do so detest the sight of that Athenian
+emblem! I would walk to the fields of Acharnae, on purpose to crush a
+grasshopper."
+
+"You put yourself in a singular passion for such a harmless insect,"
+replied Philothea, smiling. "I hope there are none of them within
+hearing. You know the poets say they rose from the ashes of men, who,
+when the Muses first had existence, pined away for the love of song; and
+that after death they go to Parnassus, and inform the most ancient
+Calliope, the heavenly Urania, and the amorous Erato, concerning the
+conversation of their votaries. If they are truly the children of song,
+they will indeed forget their own resentments; but your conversation
+would be so unlikely to make a favourable impression on the tuneful
+sisters, that it may be well for you the insects are now sleeping."
+
+"If the tattling tribe were all awake and listening," replied Eudora, "I
+would freely give them leave to report all I say against Astronomy, or
+Poetry, or Music. If this be the test, I am willing to be tried with
+Hipparete at the court of the Muses. If she were less stupid, I think I
+could tolerate her pride. But I thought she would never have done with a
+long story about a wine-stain that nearly spoiled her new dove-coloured
+robe; the finest from the looms of Ecbatana; the pattern not to be
+matched in all Greece; and Aspasia half wild to obtain one like it. She
+did not fail to inform me that the slave who had spilled the wine, was
+tied to the olive-tree in the garden, and whipped six days in
+succession. I never saw her in my life that she did not remind me of
+being a slave."
+
+"Dearest Eudora," said Philothea, "how can you make yourself so unhappy
+on this subject? Has not Phidias, from the first hour he bought you,
+allowed you all the privileges of a daughter?"
+
+"Yes," replied Eudora; "but the very circumstance that I was bought with
+his money embitters it all. I do not thank him that I have been taught
+all which becomes an Athenian maiden; for I can never be an Athenian.
+The spirit and the gifts of freedom ill assort with the condition of a
+slave. I wish he had left me to tend goats and bear burdens, as other
+slaves do; to be beaten as they are beaten; starved as they are starved;
+and die as they die. I should not then have known my degradation. I
+would have made friends with the birds and the flowers, and never had a
+heart-wound from a proud Athenian fool."
+
+Philothea laid her hand gently on her friend's arm, and gazing on her
+excited countenance, she said, "Eudora, some evil demon vexes you
+strangely to-night. Did I not know the whole tenor of your blameless
+life, I should fear you were not at peace with your own conscience."
+
+Eudora blushed deeply, and busily caressed the dog with her foot.
+
+In a mild, clear voice, Philothea continued: "What _now_ prevents you
+from making friendship with the birds and the flowers! And why do you
+cherish a pride so easily wounded? Yes, it is pride, Eudora. It is
+useless disguise to call it by another name. The haughtiness of others
+can never make us angry, if we ourselves are humble. Besides, it is
+very possible that you are unjust to Hipparete. She might very naturally
+have spoken of her slave's carelessness, without meaning to remind you
+of bondage."
+
+"She _did_ mean it," replied Eudora, with angry emphasis. "She is always
+describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter; because she knows I am
+excluded from the temple. I hope I shall live to see her proud heart
+humbled."
+
+"Nay, Eudora," said Philothea, turning mournfully away: "Your feelings
+are strangely embittered; the calm light of reason is totally obscured
+by the wild torch-dance of your passions. Methinks hatred itself need
+wish Hipparete no worse fate than to be the wife of so bold and bad a
+man as Alcibiades."
+
+"Oh, Philothea! I wonder you can call him bold," rejoined Eudora. "He
+looks steadily at no one; his eyelashes ever rest on his face, like
+those of a modest maiden."
+
+"Aye, Eudora--but it is not the expression of a sinless heart, timidly
+retiring within the shrine of its own purity; it is the shrinking of a
+conscience that has something to conceal. Little as we know about the
+evils of the world, we have heard enough of Alcibiades, to be aware that
+Hipparete has much need to seek the protection of her patron goddess."
+
+"She had better worship in the temple of Helen, at Therapne," answered
+Eudora, sharply: "The journey might not prove altogether hopeless; for
+that temple is said to confer beauty on the ugliest woman that ever
+entered it." As the peevish damsel said this, she gave a proud glance
+at her own lovely person, in the mirror, before which a lamp was
+burning.
+
+Philothea had often seen her friend in petulant moods; but she had never
+before known her to evince so much bitterness, or so long resist the
+soothing influence of kindness. Unwilling to contend with passions she
+could not subdue, and would not flatter, she remained for some moments
+in serious silence.
+
+The expression of her countenance touched Eudora's quick feelings; and
+she said, in an humble tone, "I know I am doing wrong, Philothea, but I
+cannot help it."
+
+Her friend calmly replied, "If you believe you cannot help it, you
+deceive yourself; and if you do not believe it, you had better not have
+said it."
+
+"Now you are angry with me," exclaimed the sensitive maiden; and she
+burst into tears.
+
+Philothea passed her arm affectionately round her waist, saying, "I am
+not angry with you, Eudora; but while I love you, I cannot and ought not
+to love the bad feelings you cherish. Believe me, my dear friend, the
+insults of others can never make us wretched, or resentful, if all is
+right within our own hearts. The viper that stings us is always
+nourished within us. Moreover, I believe, dearest Eudora, that half your
+wrongs are in your own imagination. I too am a foreigner; but I have
+been very happy within the walls of Athens."
+
+"Because you have never been a slave," retorted her companion; "and you
+have shared privileges that strangers are seldom allowed to share. You
+have been one of the Canephoræ; you have walked in the grand
+procession of the Panathenæa: and your statue in pure Pentelic marble,
+upholds the canopy over the sacred olive-tree. I know that your skilful
+fingers, and your surpassing beauty have deserved these honours; but you
+must pardon me, if I do not like the proud Athenians quite so well as
+you do."
+
+"I gratefully acknowledge the part I have been allowed to take in the
+sacred service of Pallas," replied the maiden; "but I owe it neither to
+my beauty, nor my skill in embroidery. It was a tribute to that wise and
+good old man, my grandfather."
+
+"And I," said Eudora, in a tone of deep melancholy, "have neither
+grandfather, parent, or brother to care for me."
+
+"Who could have proved a better protector than Phidias has been?"
+inquired her gentle friend.
+
+"Philothea, I cannot forget that I am his slave. What I said just now in
+anger, I repeat in sober sadness; it would be better for me to have a
+slave's mind with a slave's destiny."
+
+"I have no doubt," replied Philothea, "that Phidias continues to be your
+master merely that he may retain lawful power to protect you, until you
+are the wife of Philæmon."
+
+"Some slaves have been publicly registered as adopted children," said
+Eudora.
+
+"But in order to do that," rejoined her friend, "it is necessary to
+swear to their parentage; and yours is unknown. If it were not for this
+circumstance, I believe Phidias would be most willing to adopt you."
+
+"No, Philothea--Phidias would do no such thing. He is good and kind. I
+know that I have spoken of him as I ought not to have spoken. But he is
+a proud man. He would not adopt a nameless orphan, found with a poor
+goatherd of Phelle. Had I descended from any of the princes conquered by
+Grecian valour, or were I even remotely allied with any of the
+illustrious men that Athens has ostracised, then indeed I might be the
+adopted daughter of Phidias," After a short pause, she added, "If he
+enfranchised me without adoption, I think I should have no difficulty in
+finding a protector;" and again the maiden gave a triumphant glance at
+her mirror.
+
+"I am aware that your marriage with Philæmon has only awaited the
+termination of these unfortunate law-suits," replied Philothea: "Though
+he is not rich, it cannot be very long before he is able to take you
+under his protection; and as soon as he has the power, he will have the
+disposition."
+
+"Will he, indeed!" exclaimed Eudora; and she trotted her little foot
+impatiently.
+
+"You are altogether mysterious to-night," said Philothea: "Has any
+disagreement arisen between you and Philæmon, during my absence?"
+
+"He is proud, and jealous; and wishes me to be influenced by every whim
+of his," answered the offended beauty.
+
+"The fetters of love are a flowery bondage," rejoined Philothea:
+"Blossoms do not more easily unfold themselves to the sunshine, than
+woman obeys the object of her affections. Don't you remember the little
+boy we found piping so sweetly, under the great plane-tree by the
+fountain of Callirhöe? When my grandfather asked him where he learned to
+play so well, he answered; with a look of wondering simplicity, that it
+'piped itself.' Methinks this would be the reply of a loving woman, to
+one who inquired how her heart had learned submission. But what has
+Philæmon required, that you consider so unreasonable?"
+
+"He dislikes to have me visit Aspasia; and was angry because I danced
+with Alcibiades."
+
+"And did you tell him that you went to Aspasia's house, in conformity
+with the express directions of Phidias?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"Why don't you say of my _master_?" interrupted Eudora, contemptuously.
+
+Without noticing the peevishness of this remark, her friend continued:
+"Are you quite sure that you have not been more frequently than you
+would have been, if you had acted merely in reluctant obedience to the
+will of Phidias. I am not surprised that Philæmon is offended at your
+dancing with Alcibiades; assuredly a practice, so boldly at variance
+with the customs of the country, is somewhat unmaidenly."
+
+"It is enough to be one man's slave," replied Eudora. "I will dance with
+whom I please. Alcibiades is the handsomest, and the most graceful, and
+the most agreeable man in Athens--at least every body says so. I don't
+know why I should offend him to please Philæmon."
+
+"I thought there was a very satisfactory reason," observed Philothea,
+quietly: "Alcibiades is the husband of Hipparete, and you are the
+promised wife of Philæmon. I would not have believed the person who
+told me that Eudora seriously called Alcibiades the handsomest and most
+agreeable man in Athens."
+
+"The sculptors think him pre-eminently beautiful," answered Eudora; "or
+they would not so often copy his statue in the sacred images of Hermes.
+Socrates applied Anacreon's eloquent praise of Bathyllus to him, and
+said he saw in his lips 'Persuasion sleeping upon roses.'"
+
+"That must have been in the days of youthful innocence," replied
+Philothea: "Surely his countenance has now nothing divine in its
+expression; though I grant the colouring rich, and the features regular.
+He reminds me of the Alexandrian coin; outwardly pleasing to the eye but
+inwardly made of base metal. Urania alone confers the beauty-giving
+zone. The temple of Aphrodite in the Piræus is a fitting place for the
+portrait of Alcibiades; and no doubt he is well pleased that the people
+go there in throngs to see him represented leaning on the shoulder of
+the shameless Nemea."
+
+"If Aristophon chose to paint him side by side with the beautiful Nemea,
+it is no fault of his," said Eudora.
+
+"The artist would not have dared so to represent Plato, or Philæmon, or
+Paralus," rejoined Philothea; "nor would Alcibiades allow his picture
+thus to minister to the corruption of the Athenians, if he had any
+perception of what is really beautiful. I confess, Eudora, it pained me
+to see you listen to his idle flattery. He worships every handsome
+woman, who will allow herself to be polluted by his incense. Like
+Anacreon, his heart is a nest for wanton loves. He is never without a
+brood of them--some trying their wings, some in the egg, and some just
+breaking the shell."
+
+With slight resentment in her manner, Eudora answered: "Anacreon is the
+most beautiful of poets; and I think you speak too harshly of the son of
+Clinias."
+
+"I am sorry for you, if you can perceive the beautiful where the pure is
+wanting," rejoined Philothea; "You have changed, since my residence in
+the Acropolis. The cherub Innocence, that was once the ever-present
+deity in your soul, has already retired deeper within the shrine, and
+veils his face in presence of the vain thoughts you have introduced
+there. I fear Aspasia has made you believe that a passion for
+distinction is but another name for love of the good, the true, and the
+beautiful. Eudora, if this false man has flattered you, believe me, he
+is always ready to bestow the same upon others. He has told me that I
+was the loveliest of earthly objects; no doubt he has told you the same;
+but both cannot be true."
+
+"You!" exclaimed her companion: "Where could he find opportunity to
+address such language to you?"
+
+"Where a better man would have had better thoughts," replied Philothea:
+"It was during the sacred festival of the Panathenæa. A short time
+before midnight, it was my duty to receive the sacred basket from the
+hands of the priestess, and deposit it in the cave, beneath the Temple
+of Urania, in the gardens. Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended
+me, carrying a lighted torch. Having entered the cave, I held the torch
+while she took up the other sacred basket, which was there in readiness
+to be conveyed to the Parthenon; and we again stepped forth into the
+gardens. A flood of light streamed from the Temple, so clear and
+strong, that I could distinctly see the sacred doves, among the
+multitude of fragrant roses--some sleeping in the shaded nooks, others
+fluttering from bush to bush, or wheeling round in giddy circles,
+frightened by the glare. Near a small lake in the centre of the gardens,
+stood Myron's statue of the heavenly Urania, guiding a dove to her
+temple by a garland of flowers. It had the pure and placid expression of
+the human soul, when it dwells in love and peace. In this holy
+atmosphere we paused for a moment in silent reverence. A smiling band of
+infant hours came clustering round my memory, and softly folded
+themselves about my heart. I thought of those early days, when, hand in
+hand with Paralus, I walked forth in the spring-time, welcoming the
+swallows to our shores, and gathering fragrant thyme to feed my bees. We
+did not then know that bees and young hearts need none to take thought
+for their joy, but best gather their own sweet nourishment in sunlight
+and freedom. I remembered the helpless kid that Paralus confided to my
+care. When we dressed the little creature in wreaths, we mourned that
+flowers would not _grow_ in garlands; for it grieved our childish hearts
+to see them wither. Once we found, in the crevice of a moss-covered
+rock, a small nest with three eggs. Paralus took one of them in his
+hand; and when we had admired its beauty, he kissed it reverently, and
+returned it to its hiding-place. It was the natural outpouring of a
+heart brimful of love for all things pure and simple. Paralus ever lived
+in affectionate communion with the birds and the flowers. Firm in
+principle, but gentle in affection, he himself is like the rock, in
+whose bosom the loving bird found a sheltered nook, so motherly and
+safe, where she might brood over her young hopes in quiet joy."
+
+The maiden's heart had unconsciously followed her own innocent
+recollections, like the dove led by a garland; and for a few moments she
+remained silent in thoughtful tenderness.
+
+Eudora's changeful and perturbed spirit had been soothed by the serene
+influence of her friend; and she too was silent for awhile. But the
+giddy images that had of late been reeling their wild dance through her
+brain, soon came back in glittering fantasy.
+
+"Philothea!" she exclaimed, abruptly, "you have not told me where you
+met Alcibiades?"
+
+The maiden looked up suddenly, like an infant startled from sweet dreams
+by some rude noise. Recovering from her surprise, she smiled, and said,
+"Eudora, your question came upon me like his unexpected and unwelcome
+presence in the sacred gardens. I told you that we stood by that quiet
+lake in meek reverence; worshipping,--not the marble image before
+us,--but the Spirit of Beauty, that glides through the universe,
+breathing the invisible through visible forms, in such mysterious
+harmony. Suddenly Eucoline touched my arm with a quick and timid motion.
+I turned and saw a young man gazing earnestly upon us. Our veils, which
+had been thrown back while we looked at the statue, were instantly
+dropped, and we hastily retraced our steps. The stranger followed us,
+until we passed under the shade of the olive grove, within sight of the
+Propylæa. He then knelt, and attempting to hold me by the robe, poured
+forth the wildest protestations of love. I called aloud for protection;
+and my voice was heard by the priests, who were passing in and out of
+the Acropolis, in busy preparation for the festival. The young man
+suddenly disappeared; but he was one of the equestrians that shared in
+the solemnities of the night, and I again saw him as I took my place in
+the procession. I had then never seen Alcibiades; but when I met him
+to-night, I immediately recognized the stranger who spoke so rudely in
+the olive-grove."
+
+"You must forgive me," said Eudora, "if I am not much disposed to blame
+mortal man for wishing to look upon your face a second time. Even Plato
+does homage to woman's beauty."
+
+"True, Eudora; but there is reverence mingled with his homage. The very
+atmosphere around Alcibiades seemed unholy. I never before met such a
+glance; and the gods grant I may never meet such another. I should not
+have mentioned the occurrence, even to you, had I not wished to warn you
+how lightly this volatile Athenian can make love."
+
+"I heard something of this before," rejoined Eudora; "but I did not know
+the particulars."
+
+"How could you have heard of it?" inquired Philothea, with an accent of
+strong surprise.
+
+"Alcibiades had a more eager curiosity than yourself," replied Eudora.
+"He soon ascertained the name of the lovely Canephoræ that he saw in
+the Gardens of Urania; and he has never ceased importuning Aspasia,
+until you were persuaded to visit her house."
+
+The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with
+indignant crimson. "Was it for this purpose," she said, "that I was
+induced to yield my own sense of propriety to the solicitations of
+Pericles? It is ever thus, when we disobey the gods, to please mortals.
+How could I believe that any motive so harmless as idle curiosity
+induced that seductive and dangerous woman to urge me into her
+unhallowed presence?"
+
+"I marvelled at your courage in talking to her as you did," said Eudora.
+
+"Something within impelled me," replied Philothea, reverently;--"I did
+not speak from myself."
+
+Eudora remained in serious silence for a moment; and then said, "Can you
+tell me, Philothea, what you meant by saying you once heard the stars
+sing? Or is that one of those things concerning which you do not love to
+have me inquire?"
+
+The maiden replied: "As I sat at my grandfather's feet, near the statue
+of Phoebus in the portico, at early dawn, I heard music, of soft and
+various sounds, floating in the air; and I thought perchance it was the
+farewell hymn of the stars, or the harps of the Pleiades, mourning for
+their lost sister.--I had never spoken of it; but to-night I forgot the
+presence of all save Plato, when I heard him discourse so eloquently of
+music."
+
+"And were you as unhappy as you expected to be during this visit?"
+inquired her friend.
+
+"Some portions of the evening I enjoyed exceedingly," replied Philothea.
+"I could have listened to Plato and Tithonus, until I grew old in their
+presence. Their souls seem to move in glowing moonlight, as if
+surrounded by bright beings from a better world."
+
+Eudora looked thoughtfully in her friend's face. "It is strange," she
+said, "how closely you associate all earthly objects with things divine.
+I have heard Anaxagoras say that when you were a little child, you
+chased the fleeting sunshine through the fields, and called it the
+glittering wings of Phoebus Apollo, as he flew over the verdant earth.
+And still, dearest Philothea, your heart speaks the same language.
+Wherever you look, you see the shining of god-like wings. Just so you
+talked of the moonlight, the other evening. To Hipparete, that solemn
+radiance would have suggested no thought except that lamp-light was more
+favourable to the complexion; and Hermippus would merely have rejoiced
+in it, because it saved him the expense of an attendant and a torch, as
+he reeled home from his midnight revels. I seldom think of sacred
+subjects, except when I am listening to you; but they then seem so
+bright, so golden, so divine, that I marvel they ever appear to me like
+cold, dim shadows."
+
+"The flowers of the field are unlike, but each has a beauty of its own;
+and thus it is with human souls," replied Philothea.
+
+For a brief space there was silence. But Eudora, true to the restless
+vivacity of her character, soon seized her lyre, and carelessly touching
+the strings, she hummed one of Sappho's ardent songs:
+
+  "More happy than the gods is he,
+  Who soft reclining sits by thee;
+  His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles,
+  His eyes thy sweetly dimpled smiles.
+  This, this, alas! alarmed my breast,
+  And robbed me of my golden rest."
+
+Philothea interrupted her, by saying, "I should much rather hear
+something from the pure and tender-hearted Simonides."
+
+But the giddy damsel, instead of heeding her request, abruptly
+exclaimed, "Did you observe the sandals of Artaphernes sparkle as he
+walked? How richly Tithonus was dressed! Was it not a magnificent
+costume?"
+
+Philothea, smiling at her childish prattle, replied, "It was gorgeous,
+and well fancied; but I preferred Plato's simple robe, distinguished
+only by the fineness of its materials, and the tasteful adjustment of
+its folds."
+
+"I never saw a philosopher that dressed so well as Plato," said Eudora.
+
+"It is because he loves the beautiful, even in its minutest forms,"
+rejoined Philothea; "in that respect he is unlike the great master he
+reverences so highly."
+
+"Yes--men say it is a rare thing to meet either Socrates or his robe
+lately returned from the bath," observed Eudora; "yet, in those three
+beautiful statues, which Pericles has caused to be placed in the
+Propylæa, the philosopher has carved admirable drapery. He has clothed
+the Graces, though the Graces never clothed him. I wonder Aristophanes
+never thought of that jest. Notwithstanding his willingness to please
+the populace with the coarse wit current in the Agoras, I think it
+gratifies his equestrian pride to sneer at those who are too frugal to
+buy coloured robes, and fill the air with delicious perfumes as they
+pass. I know you seldom like the comic writers. What did you think of
+Hermippus?"
+
+"His countenance and his voice troubled me, like the presence of
+evil," answered Philothea. "I rejoiced that my grandfather withdrew with
+us, as soon as the goblet of the Good Genius passed round, and before he
+began to dance the indecent cordax."
+
+"He has a sarcastic, suspicious glance, that might sour the ripest
+grapes in Chios," rejoined Eudora. "The comic writers are over-jealous of
+Aspasia's preference to the tragic poets; and I suppose she permitted
+this visit to bribe his enmity; as ghosts are said to pacify Cerberus
+with a cake. But hark! I hear Geta unlocking the outer gate. Phidias has
+returned; and he likes to have no lamp burn later than his own. We must
+quickly prepare for rest; though I am as wakeful as the bird of Pallas."
+
+She began to unclasp her girdle, as she spoke, and something dropped
+upon the floor.
+
+Philothea was stooping to unlace her sandal, and she immediately picked
+it up.
+
+It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.
+
+Eudora took it with a deep blush, saying, "Aspasia gave it to me."
+
+Her friend looked very earnestly in her face for a moment, and sighed as
+she turned away. It was the first time she had ever doubted Eudora's
+truth.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V.
+
+                     "Two several gates
+  Transmit those airy phantoms. One of horn,
+  And of sawn ivory one. Such dreams as pass
+  The gate of ivory, prove empty sounds;
+  While others, through the polished horn effused,
+  Whose eye soe'er they visit, never fail."
+                                           HOMER.
+
+
+The dwellings of Anaxagoras and Phidias were separated by a garden
+entirely sheltered from public observation. On three sides it was
+protected by the buildings, so as to form a hollow square; the remainder
+was screened by a high stone wall. This garden was adorned with statues
+and urns, among which bloomed many choice shrubs and flowers. The entire
+side of Anaxagoras' house was covered with a luxuriant grape-vine, which
+stretched itself out on the roof, as if enjoying the sunshine. The
+women's apartments communicated by a private avenue, which enabled the
+friends to see each other as conveniently as if they had formed one
+household.
+
+The morning after the conversation we have mentioned, Philothea rose
+early, and returned to her own dwelling. As she passed through the
+avenue, she looked into the garden, and smiled to see, suspended by a
+small cord thrown over the wall, a garland, fastened with a
+delicately-carved arrow, bearing the inscription--"To Eudora, the most
+beautiful, most beloved."
+
+Glad to assist in the work of reconciliation, she separated the wreath
+from the string, and carried it to her for whom it was intended.
+"Behold the offering of Philæmon!" she exclaimed, joyfully: "Dearest
+Eudora, beware how you estrange so true a heart."
+
+The handsome maiden received her flowers with evident delight, not
+unmingled with confusion; for she suspected that they came from a
+greater flatterer than Philæmon.
+
+Philothea returned to her usual avocations, with anxiety somewhat
+lessened by this trifling incident.
+
+Living in almost complete seclusion, the simple-hearted maiden was
+quite unconscious that the new customs, introduced by Aspasia, had
+rendered industry and frugality mere vulgar virtues, But the restraint
+of public opinion was unnecessary to keep her within the privacy of
+domestic life; for it was her own chosen home. She loved to prepare her
+grandfather's frugal repast of bread and grapes, and wild honey; to take
+care of his garments; to copy his manuscripts; and to direct the
+operations of Milza, a little Arcadian peasant girl, who was her only
+attendant. These duties, performed with cheerful alacrity, gave a fresh
+charm to the music and embroidery with which she employed her leisure
+hours.
+
+Anaxagoras was extremely attached to his lovely grandchild; and her
+great intellectual gifts, accompanied as they were by uncommon purity of
+character, had procured from him and his friends a degree of respect not
+usually bestowed upon women of that period. She was a most welcome
+auditor to the philosophers, poets, and artists, who were ever fond of
+gathering round the good old man; and when it was either necessary or
+proper to remain in her own apartment, there was the treasured wisdom of
+Thales, Pythagoras, Hesiod, Homer, Simonides, Ibycus, and Pindar. More
+than one of these precious volumes were transcribed entirely by her own
+hand.
+
+In the midst of such communion, her spirit drank freely from the
+fountains of sublime knowledge; which, "like the purest waters of the
+earth, can be obtained only by digging deep,--but when they are found,
+they rise up to meet us."
+
+The intense love of the beautiful, thus acquired, far from making the
+common occupations of life distasteful, threw over them a sort of poetic
+interest, as a richly painted window casts its own glowing colours on
+mere boards and stones. The higher regions of her mind were never
+obscured by the clouds of daily care; but thence descended perpetual
+sunshine, to gild the vapour.
+
+On this day, however, Philothea's mind was less serene than usual. The
+unaccountable change in Eudora's character perplexed and troubled her.
+When she parted from her to go into the Acropolis, she had left her as
+innocent and contented as a little child; and so proud and satisfied in
+Philæmon's love, that she deemed herself the happiest of all happy
+beings: at the close of six short months, she found her transformed into
+a vain, restless, ambitious woman, wild for distinction, and impatient
+of restraint.
+
+All this Philothea was disposed to pity and forgive; for she felt that
+frequent intercourse with Aspasia might have dazzled even a stronger
+mind, and changed a less susceptible heart. Her own diminished
+influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present
+views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her
+power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful.
+
+Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the
+favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her
+and confess all her anxieties. But Eudora came not, as she had ever been
+wont to do, in the intervals of household occupation; and this obvious
+neglect drove Philothea's kind impulses back upon her heart.
+
+Hylax, as he ran round the garden, barking and jumping at the birds in
+the air, instantly knew her voice, and came capering in, bounding up at
+her side, and licking her hand. The tears came to Philothea's eyes, as
+she stooped to caress the affectionate animal: "Poor Hylax," said she,
+"_you_ have not changed." She gathered some flowers, and twined them
+round the dog's neck, thinking this simple artifice might bring a visit
+from her friend.
+
+But the sun went down, and still she had not caught a glimpse of Eudora,
+even in the garden. Her affectionate anxiety was almost deepening into
+sadness, when Anaxagoras returned, accompanied by the Ethiopian boy.
+
+"I bring an offering from the munificent Tithonus," said the
+philosopher: "He came with my disciples to-day, and we have had much
+discourse together. To-morrow he departs from Athens; and he bade me say
+that he hoped his farewell gift would not be unacceptable to her whose
+voice made even Pindar's strains more majestic and divine."
+
+The boy uncovered an image he carried in his arms, and with low
+obeisance presented it to Philothea. It was a small statue of Urania,
+wrought in ivory and gold. The beautiful face was turned upward, as if
+regarding the heavens with quiet contemplation. A crown of golden
+planets encircled the head, and the scarf, enamelled with deep and vivid
+azure, likewise glowed with stars.
+
+Philothea smiled, as she glanced round the apartment, and said, "It is a
+humble shrine for a Muse so heavenly."
+
+"Honesty and innocence are fitter companions for the gods, than mere
+marble and gold," replied the philosopher.
+
+As a small indication of respect and gratitude, the maiden sent Tithonus
+a roll of papyrus, on which she had neatly copied Pindar's Odes; and the
+boy, haying received a few oboli for his trouble, returned charged with
+thanks and good wishes for his master.
+
+Philothea, spontaneously yielding to the old habit of enjoying
+everything with her friend, took the statue in her arms, and went
+directly to her room. Eudora was kind and cheerful, but strangely
+fluttered. She praised the beautiful image in the excessive terms of one
+who feels little, and is therefore afraid of not saying enough. Her mind
+was evidently disturbed with thoughts quite foreign to the subject of
+her conversation; but, making an effort at self-possession, she said, "I
+too have had a present: Artaphernes sent it because my voice reminded
+him of one he loved in his youth." She unfolded a roll of perfumed
+papyrus, and displayed a Persian veil of gold and silver tissue.
+Philothea pronounced it fit for the toilette of a queen; but frankly
+confessed that it was too gorgeous to suit her taste.
+
+At parting, she urged Eudora to share her apartment for the night. The
+maiden refused, under the pretext of illness; but when her friend
+offered to remain with her, she hastily replied that she should be much
+better alone.
+
+As Philothea passed through the sheltered avenue, she saw Milza
+apparently assisting Geta in cleansing some marbles; and thinking
+Phidias would be pleased with the statue, she asked Geta to convey it to
+his room. He replied, "My master has gone to visit a friend at Salamis,
+and will not return until morning." The maiden was much surprised that
+her friend had made no allusion to this circumstance; but she forbore to
+return and ask an explanation.
+
+Another subject attracted her attention and occupied some share of her
+thoughts. She had observed that Geta and Milza appeared much confused
+when she spoke to them. When she inquired what Geta had been saying, the
+pretty Arcadian, with an averted face, replied, "He called me to see a
+marble dog, barking as if he had life in him; only he did not make any
+noise."
+
+"Was that all Geta talked of?" said Philothea.
+
+"He asked me if I liked white kids," answered the blushing peasant.
+
+"And what did you tell him?" inquired the maiden.
+
+With a bashful mixture of simplicity and archness, the young damsel
+answered, "I told him I liked white kids very much."
+
+Philothea smiled, and asked no more questions. When she repeated this
+brief conversation to Anaxagoras, he heard it with affectionate interest
+in Milza's welfare, and promised to have a friendly talk with
+honest-hearted Geta.
+
+The wakefulness and excitement of the preceding night had been quite at
+variance with the tranquil regularity of Philothea's habits; and the
+slight repose, which she usually enjoyed in the afternoon, had been
+disturbed by her grandfather, who came to say that Paralus was with him,
+and wished to see her a few moments, before they went out to the Piræus
+together. Being therefore unusually weary, both in body and mind, the
+maiden early retired to her couch; and with mingled thoughts of her
+lover and her friend, she soon fell into a profound sleep.
+
+She dreamed of being with Paralus in an olive grove, over the deep
+verdure of which shining white blossoms were spread, like a silver veil.
+Her lover played upon his flute, while she leaned against a tree and
+listened. Soon, the air was filled with a multitude of doves, flocking
+from every side; and the flapping of their wings kept time to the music.
+
+Then, suddenly, the scene changed to the garden of Phidias. The statues
+seemed to smile upon her, and the flowers looked up bright and cheerful,
+in an atmosphere more mild than the day, but warmer than the moon.
+Presently, one of the smiling statues became a living likeness of
+Eudora, and with delighted expression gazed earnestly on the ground.
+Philothea looked to see what excited her admiration--and lo! a large
+serpent, shining with green and gold, twisted itself among the flowers
+in manifold involutions; and wheresoever the beautiful viper glided,
+the blossoms became crisped and blackened, as if fire had passed over
+them. With a sudden spring the venomous creature coiled itself about
+Eudora's form, and its poisoned tongue seemed just ready to glance into
+her heart; yet still the maiden laughed merrily, heedless of her danger.
+
+Philothea awoke with a thrill of anguish; but thankful to realize that
+it was all a dream, she murmured a brief prayer, turned upon her couch,
+and soon yielded to the influence of extreme drowsiness.
+
+In her sleep, she seemed to be working at her embroidery; and Hylax came
+and tugged at her robe, until she followed him into the garden. There
+Eudora stood smiling, and the glittering serpent was again dancing
+before her.
+
+Disturbed by the recurrence of this unpleasant dream, the maiden
+remained awake for a considerable time, listening to the voices of her
+grandfather and his guests, which still came up with a murmuring sound
+from the room below. Gradually her senses were lulled into slumber; and
+again the same dream recurred to distress and waken her.
+
+Unable longer to resist the strength of her impressions, Philothea
+arose, and descending a few of the steps, which led to the lower part of
+the house, she looked into the garden, through one of the apertures that
+had been left in the wall for the admission of light. Behind a statue of
+Erato, she was sure that she saw coloured drapery floating in the
+moonlight. Moving on to the next aperture, she distinctly perceived
+Eudora standing by the statue; and instead of the graceful serpent,
+Alcibiades knelt before her. His attitude and gesture were impassioned;
+and though the expression of Eudora's countenance could not be seen,
+she was evidently giving him no ungracious audience.
+
+Philothea put her hand to her heart, which throbbed violently with
+painful emotion. Her first thought was to end this interview at all
+hazards; but she was of a timid nature; and when she had folded her robe
+and veil about her, her courage failed. Again she looked through the
+aperture and saw that the arm of Alcibiades rested on the shoulder of
+her misguided friend.
+
+Without taking time for a second thought, she sprang down the remaining
+steps, darted through the private avenue into the garden, and standing
+directly before the deluded girl, she exclaimed, in a tone of earnest
+expostulation, "Eudora!"
+
+With a half-suppressed scream, the maiden disappeared. Alcibiades, with
+characteristic boldness, seized Philothea's robe, exclaiming, "What have
+we here? So help me Aphrodite! it is the lovely Canephora of the
+gardens! Now Eros forsake me if I lose this chance to look on her
+heavenly face again."
+
+He attempted to raise the veil, which the terrified maiden grasped
+convulsively, as she tried to extricate herself from his hold.
+
+At that instant, a stern voice sounded from the opposite wall; and
+Philothea, profiting by the sudden surprise into which Alcibiades was
+thrown, darted through the avenue, bolted the door, and in an instant
+after was within the sanctuary of her own chamber.
+
+Here the tumult of mingled emotion subsided in a flood of tears. She
+mourned over the shameful infatuation of Eudora, and she acutely felt
+the degradation attached to her own accidental share in the scene. With
+these thoughts was mingled deep pity for the pure-minded and excellent
+Philæmon. She was sure that it was his voice she had heard from the
+wall; and she rightly conjectured that, after his prolonged interview
+with Anaxagoras, he had partly ascended the ladder leading to the
+house-top, and looked through the fluttering grape-leaves at the
+dwelling of his beloved.
+
+The agitation of her mind prevented all thoughts of sleep. Again and
+again she looked out anxiously. All was hushed and motionless. The
+garden reposed in the moonbeams, like truths, which receive no warmth
+from the heart--seen only in the clear, cold light of reason. The plants
+were visible, but colourless; and the statues stood immovable in their
+silent, lifeless beauty.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VI.
+
+  Persuasive is the voice of Vice,
+  That spreads the insidious snare.
+                            ÆSCHYLUS.
+
+
+Early the next morning, painful as the task was, Philothea went to
+Eudora's room; for she felt that if she ever hoped to save her, she must
+gain influence now.
+
+The maiden had risen from her couch, and was leaning her head on her
+hand, in an attitude of deep thought. She raised her eyes as Philothea
+entered, and her face was instantly suffused with the crimson flush of
+shame. She made no reply to the usual salutations of the morning, but
+with evident agitation twisted and untwisted some shreds that had fallen
+from her embroidery.
+
+For a moment her friend stood irresolute. She felt a strong impulse to
+put her arm around Eudora's neck and conjure her, even for her own sake,
+to be frank and confiding; but the scene in the garden returned to her
+memory, and she recoiled from her beloved companion, as from something
+polluted.
+
+Still ignorant how far the deluded girl was involved, she felt that the
+manner in which she deported herself toward her, might perhaps fix her
+destiny for good or evil. With a kind, but trembling voice, she said,
+"Eudora, will you tell me whether the interview I witnessed last night
+was an appointed one?"
+
+Eudora persevered in silence, but her agitation obviously increased.
+
+Her friend looked earnestly in her excited countenance for a moment,
+and then said, "Eudora, I do entreat you to tell me the whole truth in
+this matter."
+
+"I have not yet learned what right you have to inquire," replied the
+misguided maiden.
+
+Philothea's eyes were filled with tears, as she said, "Does the love we
+have felt for each other from our earliest childhood, give me no claim
+to your confidence? Had we ever a cake, or a bunch of grapes, of which
+one did not reserve for the other the largest and best portion? I well
+remember the day when you broke the little marble kid Phidias had given
+you. You fairly sobbed yourself to sleep in my lap, while I smoothed
+back the silky curls all wet with your tears, and sung my childish songs
+to please you. You came to me with all your infant troubles--and in our
+maturer years, have we not shared all our thoughts? Oh, still trust to
+the affection that never deceived you. Believe me, dear Eudora, you
+would not wish to conceal your purposes and actions from your earliest
+and best friend, unless you had an inward consciousness of something
+wrong. Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and
+wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what
+to do, it always cautions us what not to do. Have you not of late
+struggled against the warnings of this friendly spirit? Is it safe to
+contend with him, till his voice recedes, like music in the distance,
+and is heard no more?"
+
+She looked earnestly in Eudora's face for a moment, and perceiving that
+her feelings were somewhat softened, she added, "I will not again ask
+whether the meeting of last night was an appointed one; for you surely
+would repel the suspicion, if you could do so with truth. It is too
+evident that this insinuating man has fascinated you, as he already has
+done hundreds of others; and for the sake of his transient flattery, you
+have thrown away Philæmon's pure and constant love. Yet the passing
+notice of Alcibiades is a distinction you will share with half the
+maidens of Athens. When another new face attracts his fancy, you will be
+forgotten; but you cannot so easily forget your own folly. The friends
+you cast from you can never be regained; tranquillity of mind will
+return no more; conscious innocence, which makes the human countenance a
+tablet for the gods to write upon, can never be restored. And for what
+will you lose all this? Think for a moment what is the destiny of those
+women, who, following the steps of Aspasia, seek happiness in the homage
+paid to triumphant beauty--youth wasted in restless excitement, and old
+age embittered by the consciousness of deserved contempt. For this, are
+you willing to relinquish the happiness that attends a quiet discharge
+of duty, and the cheerful intercourse of true affection?"
+
+In a tone of offended pride, Eudora answered: "Philothea, if I were what
+you seem to believe me, your words would be appropriate; but I have
+never had any other thought than that of being the acknowledged wife of
+Alcibiades."
+
+"Has he then made you believe that he would divorce Hipparete?"
+
+"Yes--he has solemnly sworn it. Such a transaction would have nothing
+remarkable in it. Each revolving moon sees similar events occur in
+Athens. The wife of Pericles had a destiny like that of her namesake; of
+whom the poets write that she was beloved for awhile by Olympian Zeus,
+and afterward changed into a quail. Pericles promised Aspasia that he
+would divorce Asteria and marry her; and he has kept his word. Hipparete
+is not so very beautiful or gifted, as to make it improbable that
+Alcibiades might follow his example."
+
+"It is a relief to my heart," said Philothea, "to find that you have
+been deluded with hopes, which, however deceitful, render you
+comparatively innocent. But believe me, Eudora, Alcibiades will never
+divorce Hipparete. If he should do so, the law would compel him to
+return her magnificent dowry. Her connections have wealth and influence;
+and her brother Callias has promised that she shall be his heir. The
+paternal fortune of Alcibiades has all been expended, except his estate
+near Erchia; and this he knows full well is quite insufficient to
+support his luxury and pride."
+
+Eudora answered warmly, "If you knew Alcibiades, you would not suspect
+him of such sordid motives. He would throw money into the sea like dust,
+if it stood in the way of his affections."
+
+"I am well aware of his pompous wastefulness, when he wishes to purchase
+popularity by lavish expenditure," replied Philothea. "But Alcibiades
+has found hearts a cheap commodity, and he will not buy with drachmæ,
+what he can so easily obtain by flattery. Your own heart, I believe, is
+not really touched. Your imagination is dazzled with his splendid
+chariots of ivory inlaid with silver; his unrivalled stud of Phasian
+horses; his harnesses of glittering brass; the golden armour which he
+loves to display at festivals; his richly-coloured garments, fresh from
+the looms of Sardis, and redolent with the perfumes of the East. You are
+proud of his notice, because you see that other maidens are flattered by
+it; because his statue stands among the Olympionicæ, in the sacred
+groves of Zeus, and because all Athens rings with the praises of his
+beauty, his gracefulness, his magnificence, and his generosity."
+
+"I am not so weak as your words imply," rejoined Eudora. "I believe that
+I love Alcibiades better than I ever loved Philæmon; and if the consent
+of Phidias can be obtained, I cannot see why you should object to our
+marriage."
+
+For a few moments, Philothea remained in hopeless silence; then, in a
+tone of tender expostulation, she continued: "Eudora, I would the power
+were given me to open your eyes before it is too late! If Hipparete be
+not beautiful, she certainly is not unpleasing; her connections have
+high rank and great wealth; she is virtuous and affectionate, and the
+mother of his children. If, with all these claims, she can be so lightly
+turned away for the sake of a lovelier face, what can you expect, when
+your beauty no longer has the charm of novelty? You, who have neither
+wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious
+man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why
+does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?"
+
+"It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for
+Philæmon," replied Eudora; "but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him
+to consult our wishes. I know, better than you possibly can, what
+reasons I have to trust the strength of his affection. Aspasia says she
+has never seen him so deeply in love as he is now."
+
+"It is as I feared," said Philothea; "the voice of that siren is luring
+you to destruction."
+
+Eudora answered, in an angry tone, "I love Aspasia; and it offends me to
+hear her spoken of in this manner. If you are content to be a slave,
+like the other Grecian women, who bring water and grind corn for their
+masters, I have no objection. I have a spirit within me that demands a
+wider field of action, and I enjoy the freedom that reigns in Aspasia's
+house. Alcibiades says he does not blame women for not liking to be shut
+up within four walls all their life-time, ashamed to show their faces
+like other mortals."
+
+Quietly, but sadly, Philothea replied: "Farewell, Eudora. May the powers
+that guide our destiny, preserve you from any real cause for shame. You
+are now living in Calypso's island; and divine beings alone can save you
+from the power of her enchantments."
+
+Eudora made no response, and did not even raise her eyes, as her
+companion left the apartment.
+
+As Philothea passed through the garden, she saw Milza standing in the
+shadow of the vines, feeding a kid with some flowers she held in her
+hand, while Geta was fastening a crimson cord about its neck. A glad
+influence passed from this innocent group into the maiden's heart, like
+the glance of a sunbeam over a dreary landscape.
+
+"Is the kid yours, Milza?" she asked, with an affectionate smile.
+
+The happy little peasant raised her eyes with an arch expression, but
+instantly lowered them again, covered with blushes. It was a look that
+told all the secrets of her young heart more eloquently than language.
+
+Philothea had drank freely from those abundant fountains of joy in the
+human soul, which remain hidden till love reveals their existence, as
+secret springs are said to be discovered by a magic wand. With
+affectionate sympathy she placed her hand gently on Milza's head, and
+said, "Be good--and the gods will ever provide friends for you."
+
+The humble lovers gazed after her with a blessing in their eyes; and in
+the consciousness of this, her meek spirit found a solace for the wounds
+Eudora had given.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VII.
+
+  O Zeus! why hast thou given us certain proof
+  To know adulterate gold, but stamped no mark,
+  Where it is needed most, on man's base metal?
+                                       EURIPIDES.
+
+
+When Philothea returned to her grandfather's apartment, she found the
+good old man with an open tablet before him, and the remainder of a rich
+cluster of grapes lying on a shell by his side.
+
+"I have wanted you, my child," said he, "Have you heard the news all
+Athens is talking of, that you sought your friend so early in the day?
+You are not wont to be so eager to carry tidings."
+
+"I have not heard the rumours whereof you speak," replied Philothea.
+"What is it, my father?"
+
+"Hipparete went from Aspasia's house to her brother Callias, instead of
+the dwelling of her husband," rejoined Anaxagoras: "by his advice she
+refused to return; and she yesterday appealed to the archons for a
+divorce from Alcibiades, on the plea of his notorious profligacy.
+Alcibiades, hearing of this, rushed into the assembly, with his usual
+boldness, seized his wife in his arms, carried her through the crowd,
+and locked her up in her own apartment. No man ventured to interfere
+with this lawful exercise of his authority. It is rumoured that
+Hipparete particularly accused him of promising marriage to Electra the
+Corinthian, and Eudora, of the household of Phidias."
+
+For the first time in her life, Philothea turned away her face, to
+conceal its expression, while she inquired in a tremulous tone whether
+these facts had been told to Philæmon, the preceding evening.
+
+"Some of the guests were speaking of it when he entered," replied
+Anaxagoras; "but no one alluded to it in his presence. Perhaps he had
+heard the rumour, for he seemed sad and disquieted, and joined little in
+the conversation."
+
+Embarrassed by the questions which her grandfather was naturally
+disposed to ask, Philothea briefly confessed that a singular change had
+taken place in Eudora's character, and begged permission to silent on a
+subject so painful to her feelings. She felt strongly inclined to return
+immediately to her deluded friend; but the hopelessness induced by her
+recent conversation, combined with the necessity of superintending Milza
+in some of her household occupations, occasioned a few hours' delay.
+
+As she attempted to cross the garden for that purpose, she saw Eudora
+enter hastily by the private gate, and pass to her own apartment.
+Philothea instantly followed her, and found that she had thrown herself
+on the couch, sobbing violently. She put her arms about her neck, and
+affectionately inquired the cause of her distress.
+
+For a long time the poor girl resisted every soothing effort, and
+continued to weep bitterly. At last, in a voice stifled with sobs, she
+said, "I was indeed deceived; and you, Philothea, was my truest friend;
+as you have always been."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden imprinted a kiss upon her hand, and asked
+whether it was Hipparete's appeal to the archons, that had so suddenly
+convinced her of the falsehood of Alcibiades.
+
+"I have heard it all," replied Eudora, with a deep blush; "and I have
+heard my name coupled with epithets never to be repeated to your pure
+ears. I was so infatuated that, after you left me this morning, I sought
+the counsels of Aspasia, to strengthen me in the course I had determined
+to pursue. As I approached her apartment, the voice of Alcibiades met my
+ear. I stopped and listened. I heard him exult in his triumph over
+Hipparete; I heard my name joined with Electra, the wanton Corinthian. I
+heard him boast how easily our affections had been won; I heard--"
+
+She paused for a few moments, with a look of intense shame, and the
+tears fell fast upon her robe.
+
+In gentle tones Philothea said, "These are precious tears, Eudora. They
+will prove like spring-showers, bringing forth fragrant blossoms."
+
+With sudden impulse, the contrite maiden threw her arms around her neck,
+saying, in a subdued voice, "You must not be so kind to me--it will
+break my heart."
+
+By degrees the placid influence of her friend calmed her perturbed
+spirit. "Philothea," she said, "I promise with solemn earnestness to
+tell you every action of my life, and every thought of my soul; but
+never ask me to repeat all I heard at Aspasia's dwelling. The words went
+through my heart like poisoned arrows."
+
+"Nay," replied Philothea, smiling; "they have healed, not poisoned."
+
+Eudora sighed, as she added, "When I came away, in anger and in shame, I
+heard that false man singing in mockery:
+
+  "Count me on the summer trees
+  Every leaf that courts the breeze;
+  Count me on the foamy deep
+  Every wave that sinks to sleep;
+  Then when you have numbered these,
+  Billowy tides and leafy trees,
+  Count me all the flames I prove,
+  All the gentle nymphs I love."
+
+Philothea, how could you, who are so pure yourself, see so much clearer
+than I did the treachery of that bad man?"
+
+The maiden replied, "Mortals, without the aid of experience, would
+always be aware of the presence of evil, if they sought to put away the
+love of it in their own hearts, and in silent obedience listened to the
+voice of their guiding spirit. Flowers feel the approach of storms, and
+birds need none to teach them the enmity of serpents. This knowledge is
+given to them as perpetually as the sunshine; and they receive it fully,
+because their little lives are all obedience and love."
+
+"Then, dearest Philothea, you may well know when evil approaches. By
+some mysterious power you have ever known my heart better than I myself
+have known it. I now perceive that you told me the truth when you said I
+was not blinded by love, but by foolish pride. If it were not so, my
+feelings could not so easily have turned to hatred. I have more than
+once tried to deceive you, but you will feel that I am not now speaking
+falsely. The interview you witnessed was the first and only one I ever
+granted to Alcibiades."
+
+Philothea freely expressed her belief in this assertion, and her joy
+that the real character of the graceful hypocrite had so soon been made
+manifest. Her thoughts turned towards Philæmon; but certain
+recollections restrained the utterance of his name. They were both
+silent for a few moments; and Eudora's countenance was troubled. She
+looked up earnestly in her friend's face, but instantly turned away her
+eyes, and fixing them on the ground, said, in a low and timid voice, "Do
+you think Philæmon can ever love me again?"
+
+Philothea felt painfully embarrassed; for when she recollected how
+deeply Philæmon was enamoured of purity in women, she dared not answer
+in the language of hope.
+
+While she yet hesitated, Dione came to say that her master required the
+attendance of Eudora alone in his apartment.
+
+Phidias had always exacted implicit obedience from his household, and
+Eudora's gratitude towards him had ever been mingled with fear. The
+consciousness of recent misconduct filled her with extreme dread. Her
+countenance became deadly pale, as she turned toward her friend, and
+said, "Oh, Philothea, go with me."
+
+The firm-hearted maiden took her arm gently within her own, and
+whispered, "Speak the truth, and trust in the Divine Powers."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER VIII.
+
+  Thus it is; I have made those
+  Averse to me whom nature formed my friends;
+  Those, who from me deserved no ill, to win
+  Thy grace, I gave just cause to be my foes;
+  And thou, most vile of men, thou hast betrayed me.
+                                            EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Phidias was alone, with a large unfinished drawing before him, on a
+waxen tablet. Various groups of statues were about the room; among which
+was conspicuous the beautiful workmanship of Myron, representing a
+kneeling Paris offering the golden apple to Aphrodite; and by a mode of
+flattery common with Athenian artists, the graceful youth bore the
+features of Alcibiades. Near this group was Hera and Pallas, from the
+hand of Phidias; characterized by a severe majesty of expression, as
+they looked toward Paris and his voluptuous goddess in quiet scorn.
+
+Stern displeasure was visible in the countenance of the great sculptor.
+As the maidens entered, with their faces covered, he looked up, and said
+coldly, "I bade that daughter of unknown parents come into my presence
+unattended."
+
+Eudora keenly felt the reproach implied by the suppression of her name,
+which Phidias deemed she had dishonoured; and the tremulous motion of
+her veil betrayed her agitation.
+
+Philothea spoke in a mild, but firm voice: "Son of Charmides, by the
+friendship of my father, I conjure you do not require me to forsake
+Eudora in this hour of great distress."
+
+In a softened tone, Phidias replied: "The daughter of Alcimenes knows
+that for his sake, and for the sake of her own gentle nature, I can
+refuse her nothing."
+
+"I give thee thanks," rejoined the maiden, "and relying on this
+assurance, I will venture to plead for this helpless orphan, whom the
+gods committed to thy charge. The counsels of Aspasia have led her into
+error; and is the son of Charmides blameless, for bringing one so young
+within the influence of that seductive woman?"
+
+After a short pause, Phidias answered: "Philothea, it is true that my
+pride in her gift of sweet sounds first brought her into the presence of
+that bad and dangerous man; it was contrary to Philæmon's wishes, too;
+and in this I have erred. If that giddy damsel can tell me the meeting
+in the garden was not by her own consent, I will again restore her to my
+confidence. Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?"
+
+Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have
+sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend.
+
+Philothea, pitying her distress, said, "Son of Charmides, I do not
+believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but
+remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by
+falsehood. Alcibiades has had no other interview than that one, of which
+the divine Phoebus sent a messenger to warn me in my sleep. For that
+fault, the deluded maiden has already suffered a bitter portion of shame
+and grief."
+
+After a short silence, Phidias spoke: "Eudora, when I called you
+hither, it was with the determination of sending you to the temple of
+Castor and Polydeuces, there to be offered for sale to your paramour,
+who has already tried, in a secret way, to purchase you, by the
+negociation of powerful friends; but Philothea has not pleaded for you
+in vain. I will not punish your fault so severely as Alcibiades ventured
+to hope. You shall remain under my protection. But from henceforth you
+must never leave your own apartment, without my express permission,
+which will not soon be granted. I dare not trust your sudden repentance;
+and shall therefore order a mastiff to be chained to your door. Dione
+will bring you bread and water only. If you fail in obedience, the fate
+I first intended will assuredly be yours, without time given for
+expostulation. Now go to the room that opens into the garden; and there
+remain, till I send Dione to conduct you to your own apartment."
+
+Eudora was so completely humbled, that these harsh words aroused no
+feeling of offended pride. Her heart was too full for utterance; and her
+eyes so blinded with tears, that, as she turned to leave the apartment,
+she frequently stumbled over the scattered fragments of marble.
+
+It was a day of severe trials for the poor maiden. They had remained but
+a short time waiting for Dione, when Philæmon entered, conducted by
+Phidias, who immediately left the apartment. Eudora instantly bowed her
+head upon the couch, and covered her face with her hands.
+
+In a voice tremulous with emotion, the young man said, "Eudora,
+notwithstanding the bitter recollection of where I last saw you, I have
+earnestly wished to see you once more--to hear from your own lips
+whether the interview I witnessed in the garden was by your own
+appointment. Although many things in your late conduct have surprised
+and grieved me, I am slow to believe that you could have taken a step so
+unmaidenly; particularly at this time, when it has pleased the gods to
+load me with misfortunes. By the affection I once cherished, I entreat
+you to tell me whether that meeting was unexpected."
+
+He waited in vain for any other answer than audible sobs. After a slight
+pause, he continued: "Eudora, I wait for a reply more positive than
+silence. Let me hear from your own lips the words that must decide my
+destiny. Perchance it is the last favour I shall ever ask."
+
+The repentant maiden, without looking up, answered, in broken accents,
+"Philæmon, I will not add deceit to other wrongs, I must speak the
+truth, if my heart is broken. I did consent to that interview."
+
+The young man bowed his head in silent anguish against one of the
+pillars--his breast heaved, and his lips quivered. After a hard struggle
+with himself, he said, "Farewell, Eudora. I shall never again intrude
+upon your presence. Many will flatter you; but none will love you as I
+have loved."
+
+With a faint shriek, Eudora sprung forward, and threw herself at his
+feet. She would have clasped his knees, but he involuntarily recoiled
+from her touch, and gathered the folds of his robe about him.
+
+Then the arrow entered deeply into her heart, She rested her burning
+forehead against the marble pillar, and said, in tones of agonized
+entreaty, "I never met him but once."
+
+Philothea, who during this scene had wept like an infant, laid her hand
+beseechingly on his arm, and added, "Son of Chærilaüs, remember that
+was the only interview."
+
+Philæmon shook his head mournfully, as he replied, "But I cannot forget
+that it was an appointed one.--We can never meet again."
+
+He turned hastily to leave the room; but lingered on the threshold, and
+looked back upon Eudora with an expression of unutterable sadness.
+
+Philothea perceived the countenance of her unhappy friend grow rigid
+beneath his gaze. She hastened to raise her from the ground whereon she
+knelt, and received her senseless in her arms.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER IX.
+
+  Fare thee well, perfidious maid!
+  My soul,--its fondest hopes betrayed,
+  Betrayed, perfidious girl, by thee,--
+  Is now on wing for liberty.
+  I fly to seek a kindlier sphere,
+  Since thou hast ceased to love me here.
+                                  ANACREON.
+
+
+Not long after the parting interview with Eudora, Philæmon, sad and
+solitary, slowly wended his way from Athens. As he passed along the
+banks of the Illyssus, he paused for a moment, and stood with folded
+arms, before the chaste and beautiful little temple of Agrotera, the
+huntress with the unerring bow.
+
+The temple was shaded by lofty plane trees, and thickly intertwined
+willows, among which transparent rivulets glided in quiet beauty; while
+the marble nymphs, with which the grove was adorned, looked modestly
+down upon the sparkling waters, as if awe-stricken by the presence of
+their sylvan goddess.
+
+A well-known voice said, "Enter Philæmon. It is a beautiful retreat. The
+soft verdant grass tempts to repose; a gentle breeze brings fragrance
+from the blossoms; and the grasshoppers are chirping with a summer-like
+and sonorous sound. Enter, my son."
+
+"Thanks, Anaxagoras," replied Philæmon, as he moved forward to give and
+receive the cordial salutation of his friend: "I have scarcely travelled
+far enough to need repose; but the day is sultry, and this balmy air is
+indeed refreshing."
+
+"Whither leads your path, my son?" inquired the good old man. "I
+perceive that no servant follows you with a seat whereon to rest, when
+you wish to enjoy the prospect, and your garments are girded about you,
+like one who travels afar."
+
+"I seek Mount Hymettus, my father," replied Philæmon: "There I shall
+stop to-night, to take my last look of Athens. To-morrow, I join a
+company on their way to Persia; where they say Athenian learning is
+eagerly sought by the Great King and his nobles."
+
+"And would you have left Athens without my blessing?" inquired
+Anaxagoras.
+
+"In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting," rejoined
+Philæmon. "Not even my beloved Paralus is aware that the homeless
+outcast of ungrateful Athens has left her walls forever."
+
+The aged philosopher endeavoured to speak, but his voice was tremulous
+with emotion. After a short pause, he put his arm within Philæmon's, and
+said, "My son, we will journey together. I shall easily find my way back
+to Athens before the lamps of evening are lighted."
+
+The young man spoke of the wearisome walk; and reminded him that Ibycus,
+the beloved of the gods, was murdered while returning to the city after
+twilight. But the philosopher replied, "My old limbs are used to
+fatigue, and everybody knows that the plain robe of Anaxagoras conceals
+no gold."
+
+As they passed along through the smiling fields of Agra, the
+cheerfulness of the scene redoubled the despondency of the exile. Troops
+of laughing girls were returning from the vineyards with baskets full
+of grapes; women were grinding corn, singing merrily, as they toiled;
+groups of boys were throwing quoits, or seated on the grass eagerly
+playing at dice, and anon filling the air with their shouts; in one
+place was a rural procession in honour of Dionysus; in another, loads of
+pure Pentelic marble were on their way from the quarry, to increase the
+architectural glory of Athens.
+
+"I could almost envy that senseless stone!" exclaimed Philæmon. "It goes
+where I have spent many a happy hour, and where I shall never enter
+more. It is destined for the Temple of the Muses, which Plato is causing
+to be built among the olive-groves of Academus. The model is more
+beautifully simple than anything I have ever seen."
+
+"The grove of Academus is one of the few places now remaining where
+virtue is really taught and encouraged," rejoined Anaxagoras. "As for
+these new teachers, misnamed philosophers, they are rapidly hastening
+the decay of a state whose diseases produced them."
+
+"A few days since, I heard one of the sophists talking to crowds of
+people in the old Agora," said Philæmon; "and truly his doctrines
+formed a strange contrast with the severe simplicity of virtue expressed
+in the countenances of Solon, Aristides, and the other god-like statues
+that stood around him. He told the populace that it was unquestionably a
+great blessing to commit an injury with impunity; but as there was more
+evil in suffering an injury than there was good in committing one, it
+was necessary to have the subject regulated by laws: that justice,
+correctly defined, meant nothing more than the interest of the
+strongest; that a just man always fared worse than the unjust, because
+he neglected to aggrandize himself by dishonest actions, and thus became
+unpopular among his acquaintances; while those who were less scrupulous,
+grew rich and were flattered. He said the weak very naturally considered
+justice as a common right; but he who had power, if he had likewise
+courage, would never submit to any such agreement: that they who praised
+virtue, did it because they had some object to gain from those who had
+less philosophy than themselves; and these pretended worthies, if they
+could act invisibly, would soon be found in the same path with the
+villain. He called rhetoric the noblest of the arts, because it enabled
+an ignorant man to appear to know as much as one who was thoroughly
+master of his subject. Some of the people demanded what he had to say of
+the gods, since he had spoken so ably of men. With an unpleasant mixture
+of derision and feigned humility, the sophist replied, that he left such
+vast subjects to be discussed by the immortal Socrates. He forthwith
+left the Agora, and many a loud laugh and profane jest followed his
+departure. When such doctrines can be uttered without exciting
+indignation, it is easy to foresee the destinies of the state."
+
+"Thucydides speaks truly," rejoined Anaxagoras: "In the history he is
+writing, he says,--The Athenian people are beginning to be more fond of
+calling dishonest men able, than simple men honest; and that statesmen
+begin to be ashamed of the more worthy title, while they take pride in
+the other: thus sincerity, of which there is much in generous natures,
+will be laughed down; while wickedness and hypocrisy are everywhere
+triumphant."
+
+"But evil grows weary of wearing a mask in reluctant homage to good,"
+replied Philæmon; "she is ever seeking to push it aside, with the hope
+that men may become accustomed to her face, and find more beauty
+therein, than in the disguise she wears. The hidden thought at last
+struggles forth into expression, and cherished passions assume a form in
+action. One of the sophists has already given notice that he can teach
+any young man how to prove that right is wrong, or wrong is right. It is
+said that Xanthippus has sent his son to benefit by these instructions,
+with a request that he may learn the art thoroughly, but be taught to
+use it only in the right way."
+
+"Your words are truth, my son," answered the philosopher; "and the blame
+should rest on those who taint the stream at its source, rather than
+with them who thoughtlessly drink of it in its wanderings. The great and
+the gifted of Athens, instead of yielding reverent obedience to the
+unchangeable principle of truth, have sought to make it the servant of
+their own purposes. Forgetful of its eternal nature, they strive to
+change it into arbitrary forms of their own creating; and then marvel
+because other minds present it in forms more gross and disgusting than
+their own. They do not ask what is just or unjust, true or untrue, but
+content themselves with recommending virtue, as far as it advances
+interest, or contributes to popularity; and when virtue ceases to be
+fashionable, the multitude can no longer find a satisfactory reason for
+adhering to it. But when the teachers of the populace hear their vulgar
+pupils boldly declare that vice is as good as virtue, provided a man can
+follow it with success, pride prevents them from seeing that this maxim
+is one of their own doctrines stripped of its equestrian robes, and
+shown in democratic plainness. They did not venture to deride the gods,
+or even to assert that they took no cognizance of human affairs; but
+they declared that offences against divine beings might be easily atoned
+for by a trifling portion of their own gifts--a sheep, a basket of
+fruit, or a few grains of salt, offered at stated seasons, with becoming
+decorum; and then when alone together, they smiled that such concessions
+were necessary to satisfy the superstitions of the vulgar. But disbelief
+in divine beings, and the eternal nature of truth, cannot long be
+concealed by pouring the usual libations, or maintaining a cautious
+reserve. The whispered opinions of false philosophers will soon be
+loudly echoed by the popular voice, which is less timid, because it is
+more honest. Even thus did Midas laboriously conceal the deformity of
+his head; but his barber, who saw him without disguise, whispered his
+secret in the earth, and when the winds arose, the voices of a thousand
+reeds proclaimed to the world, 'King Midas hath ass's ears.'"
+
+"The secret has already been whispered to the ground," answered
+Philæmon, smiling: "If it were not so, the comic writers would not be
+able to give with impunity such grotesque and disgusting representations
+of the gods."
+
+"And yet," rejoined the old man, "I hear that Hermippus, who has himself
+personified Hera on the stage, as an angry woman attempting to strike
+infuriated Zeus, is about to arraign me before the public tribunal,
+because I said the sun was merely a great ball of fire. This he
+construes into blasphemy against the life-giving Phoebus."
+
+"The accusation may be thus worded," said Philæmon; "but your real crime
+is that you stay away from political assemblies, and are therefore
+suspected of being unfriendly to democratic institutions. Demos
+reluctantly admits that the right to hold such opinions is an inherent
+part of liberty. Soothe the vanity of the dicasts by humble
+acknowledgments, and gratify their avarice by a plentiful distribution
+of drachmæ; flatter the self-conceit of the Athenians, by assurances
+that they are the greatest, most glorious, and most consistent people
+upon earth; be careful that Cleon the tanner, and Thearion the baker,
+and Theophrastus the maker of lyres, are supplicated and praised in due
+form--and, take my word for it, the gods will be left to punish you for
+whatever offences you commit against them. They will receive no
+assistance from the violet-crowned city."
+
+"And you, my son," replied the philosopher, "would never have been
+exiled from Athens, if you had debated in the porticos with young
+citizens, who love to exhibit their own skill in deciding whether the
+true cause of the Trojan war were Helen, or the ship that carried her
+away, or the man that built the ship, or the wood whereof it was made;
+if in your style you had imitated the swelling pomp of Isagoras, where
+one solitary idea is rolled over and over in an ocean of words, like a
+small pearl tossed about in the Ægean; if you had supped with
+Hyperbolus, or been seen in the agoras, walking arm in arm with Cleon.
+With such a man as you to head their party, Pericles could not always
+retain the ascendancy, by a more adroit use of their own weapons."
+
+"As soon would I league myself with the Odomantians of Thrace!"
+exclaimed Philæmon, with an expression of strong disgust. "It is such
+men who destroy the innocence of a republic, and cause that sacred name
+to become a mockery among tyrants. The mean-souled wretches! Men who
+take from the poor daily interest for a drachma, and spend it in
+debauchery. Citizens who applauded Pericles because he gave them an
+obolus for a vote, and are now willing to see him superseded by any man
+that will give two oboli instead of one! No, my father--I could unite
+with none but an honest party--men who love the state and forget
+themselves; and such are not now found in Athens. The few that exist
+dare not form a barrier against the powerful current that would
+inevitably drive them to destruction."
+
+"You speak truth, Philæmon," rejoined Anaxagoras: "Pallas Athenæ seems
+to have deserted her chosen people. The proud Spartans openly laugh at
+our approaching downfall, while the smooth Persians watch for a
+favourable moment to destroy the freedom already rendered so weak by its
+own insanity."
+
+"The fault will be attributed to democratic principles," said Philæmon;
+"but the real difficulty exists in that love of power which hides itself
+beneath the mask of Democracy, until a corrupted public can endure its
+undisguised features without execration. No one can believe that
+Pericles lessened the power of the Areopagus from a sincere conviction
+that it was for the good of the people. It was done to obtain personal
+influence, by purchasing the favour of those who had sufficient reasons
+for desiring a less equitable tribunal. Nor could he have ever supposed
+that the interests of the republic would be advanced by men whom the
+gift of an obolus could induce to vote. The Athenians have been spoiled
+by ambitious demagogues, who now try to surfeit them with flattery, as
+nurses seek to pacify noisy children with sponges dipped in honey. They
+strive to drown the din of domestic discord in boasts of foreign
+conquests; and seek to hide corruption in a blaze of glory, as they
+concealed their frauds amid the flames of the treasury."
+
+"Pericles no doubt owes his great popularity to skill in availing
+himself of existing circumstances," replied Anaxagoras; "and I am afraid
+that the same motives for corrupting, and the same willingness to be
+corrupted, will always be found in democratic institutions."
+
+"It has always been matter of surprise to me," said Philæmon, "that one
+so humble and frugal as yourself, and so zealous for the equal rights of
+all men, even the meanest citizens, should yet be so little friendly to
+that popular idol which the Athenians call Demos."
+
+The philosopher rejoined: "When I was young, I heard it said of
+Lycurgus, that being asked why he, who was such a friend to equality,
+did not bestow a democratic government upon Sparta, he answered: "Go and
+try a democracy in your own house." The reply pleased me; and a long
+residence in Athens has not yet taught me to believe that a man who is
+governed by ten thousand masters has more freedom than he who is
+governed by one."
+
+"If kings had the same natural affection for their subjects that parents
+have for their children, the comparison of Lycurgus would be just,"
+answered Philæmon.
+
+"And what think you of the paternal kindness of this republican decree
+whereby five thousand citizens have been sold into slavery, because the
+unjust confiscation of their estates rendered them unable to pay their
+debts?" said Anaxagoras.
+
+"Such an edict was passed because Athens is _not_ a republic," replied
+Philæmon. "All things are under the control of Pericles; and Aspasia
+rules him. When she heard that I remonstrated against his shameful
+marriage, she said she would sooner or later bring a Trojan horse into
+my house. She has fulfilled her threat by the same means that enabled
+Pericles to destroy the political power of some of his most influential
+enemies."
+
+"Pericles has indeed obtained unbounded influence," rejoined Anaxagoras;
+"but he did it by counterfeiting the very principle that needed to be
+checked; and this is so easily counterfeited, that democracy is always
+in danger of becoming tyranny in disguise. The Athenians are as servile
+to their popular idol, as the Persians to their hereditary one; but the
+popular idol seeks to sustain his power by ministering to that love of
+change, which allows nothing to remain sacred and established. Hence,
+two opposite evils are combined in action--the reality of despotism
+with the form of democracy; the power of a tyrant with the
+irresponsibility of a multitude. But, in judging of Pericles, you, my
+son, should strive to guard against political enmity, as I do against
+personal affection. It cannot be denied that he has often made good use
+of his influence. When Cimon brought the remains of Theseus to Athens,
+and a temple was erected over them in obedience to the oracle, it was he
+who suggested to the people that a hero celebrated for relieving the
+oppressed could not be honoured more appropriately than by making his
+temple a refuge for abused slaves."
+
+"Friendly as I am to a government truly republican," answered Philæmon,
+"it is indeed difficult to forgive the man who seduces a democracy to
+the commission of suicide, for his own advancement. His great abilities
+would receive my admiration, if they were not employed in the service of
+ambition. As for this new edict, it will prove a rebounding arrow,
+striking him who sent it. He will find ten enemies for one in the
+kindred of the banished."
+
+"While we have been talking thus sadly," said the old philosopher, "the
+fragrant thyme and murmuring bees give cheerful notice that we are
+approaching Mount Hymettus. I see the worthy peasant, Tellus, from whom
+I have often received refreshment of bread and grapes; and if it please
+you we will share his bounty now."
+
+The peasant respectfully returned their friendly greeting, and readily
+furnished clusters from his luxuriant vineyard. As the travellers seated
+themselves beneath the shelter of the vines, Tellus asked, "What news
+from Athens?"
+
+"None of importance," replied Anaxagoras, "excepting rumours of
+approaching war, and this new edict, by which so many citizens are
+suddenly reduced to poverty."
+
+"There are always those in Athens who are like the eel-catchers, that
+choose to have the waters troubled," observed the peasant. "When the lake
+is still, they lose their labour; but when the mud is well stirred, they
+take eels in plenty. My son says he gets twelve oboli for a conger-eel,
+in the Athenian markets; and that is a goodly price."
+
+The travellers smiled, and contented themselves with praising his
+grapes, without further allusion to the politics of Athens. But Tellus
+resumed the discourse, by saying, "So, I hear my old neighbour,
+Philargus, has been tried for idleness."
+
+"Even so," rejoined Anaxagoras; "and his condemnation has proved the
+best luck he ever had. The severe sentence of death was changed into a
+heavy fine; and Lysidas, the Spartan, immediately begged to be
+introduced to him, as the only gentleman he had seen or heard of in
+Athens. He has paid the fine for him, and invited him to Lacedæmon;
+that he may show his proud countrymen one Athenian who does not disgrace
+himself by industry."
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them," said Tellus. "My boy
+married a Spartan wife, and I can assure you she is a woman that looks
+lightning, and speaks mustard. When my son first told her to take the
+fish from his basket, she answered angrily, that she was no Helot."
+
+"I heard this same Lysidas, the other day," said Philæmon, "boasting
+that the Spartans were the only real freemen; and Lacedæmon the only
+place where courage and virtue always found a sure reward. I asked him
+what reward the Helots had for bravery or virtue. 'They are not
+scourged; and that is sufficient reward for the base hounds,' was his
+contemptuous reply. He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow
+freedom on their slaves; and likes the custom which permits boys to whip
+them, merely to remind them of their bondage. He ridicules the idea that
+injustice will weaken the strength of Sparta, because the gods are
+enemies to injustice. He says the sun of liberty shines brighter with
+the dark atmosphere of slavery around it; as temperance seems more
+lovely to the Spartan youth, after they have seen the Helots made
+beastly drunk for their amusement. He seems to forget that the passions
+are the same in every human breast; and that it is never wise in any
+state to create natural enemies at her own doors. But the Lacedæmonians
+make it a rule never to speak of danger from their slaves. They remind
+me of the citizens of Amyclæ, who, having been called from their
+occupations by frequent rumours of war, passed a vote that no man should
+be allowed, under heavy penalties, to believe any report of intended
+invasion. When the enemy really came, no man dared to speak of their
+approach, and Amyclæ was easily conquered. Lysidas boasted of salutary
+cruelty; and in the same breath told me the Helots loved their masters."
+
+"As the Spartan boys love Orthia, at whose altar they yearly receive a
+bloody whipping," said Tellus, laughing.
+
+"There is one great mistake in Lacedæmonian institutions," observed
+Anaxagoras: "They seek to avoid the degrading love of money, by placing
+every citizen above the necessity of laborious occupation; but they
+forget that the love of tyranny may prove an evil still more dangerous
+to the state."
+
+"You speak justly, my father," answered Philæmon: "The Athenian law,
+which condemns any man for speaking disrespectfully of his neighbour's
+trade, is most wise; and it augurs ill for Athens that some of her young
+equestrians begin to think it unbecoming to bring home provisions for
+their own dinner from the agoras."
+
+"Alcibiades, for instance!" exclaimed the philosopher: "He would
+consider himself disgraced by any other burthen than his fighting
+quails, which he carries out to take the air."
+
+Philæmon started up suddenly--for the name of Alcibiades stung him like
+a serpent. Immediately recovering his composure, he turned to recompense
+the hospitality of the honest peasant, and to bid him a friendly
+farewell.
+
+But Tellus answered bluntly; "No, young Athenian; I like your
+sentiments, and will not touch your coin. The gods bless you."
+
+The travellers having heartily returned his parting benediction, slowly
+ascended Mount Hymettus. When they paused to rest upon its summit, a
+glorious prospect lay stretched out before them. On the north, were
+Megara, Eleusis, and the cynosure of Marathon; in the south, numerous
+islands, like a flock of birds, reposed on the bright bosom of the
+Aegean; to the west, was the broad Piræus with its thousand ships, and
+Athens in all her magnificence of beauty; while the stately buildings of
+distant Corinth mingled with the cloudless sky. The declining sun threw
+his refulgent mantle over the lovely scene, and temples, towers, and
+villas glowed in the purple light.
+
+The travellers stood for a few moments in perfect silence--Philæmon
+with folded arms, and Anaxagoras leaning on his staff. At length, in
+tones of deep emotion, the young man exclaimed, "Oh, Athens, how I have
+loved thee! Thy glorious existence has been a part of my own being! For
+thy prosperity how freely would I have poured out my blood! The gods
+bless thee, and save thee from thyself!"
+
+"Who could look upon her and not bless her in his heart?" said the old
+philosopher: "There she stands, fair as the heaven-born Pallas, in all
+her virgin majesty! But alas for Athens, when every man boasts of his
+own freedom, and no man respects the freedom of his neighbour. Peaceful,
+she seems, in her glorious beauty; but the volcano is heaving within,
+and already begins to throw forth its showers of smoke and stones."
+
+"Would that the gods had permitted me to share her dangers--to die and
+mingle with her beloved soil!" exclaimed Philæmon.
+
+The venerable philosopher looked up, and saw intense wretchedness in the
+countenance of his youthful friend. He laid his hand kindly upon
+Philæmon's arm; "Nay, my son," said he; "You must not take this unjust
+decree so much to heart. Of Athens nothing can be so certainly predicted
+as change. Things as trifling as the turning of a shell may restore you
+to your rights. You can even now return, if you will submit to be a mere
+sojourner in Athens. After all, what vast privileges do you lose with
+your citizenship. You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges, instead of the
+Lyceum or the Academia; but in this, the great Themistocles has given
+you honourable example. You will not be allowed to enter the theatre
+while the Athenians keep the second day of their festival Anthesteria;
+but to balance this privation, you are forbidden to vote, and are thus
+freed from all blame belonging to unjust and capricious laws."
+
+"My father, playful words cannot cure the wound," replied the exile,
+seriously: "The cherished recollections of years cannot be so easily
+torn from the heart. Athens, with all her faults, is still my own, my
+beautiful, my beloved land. They might have killed me, if they would, if
+I had but died an Athenian citizen."
+
+He spoke with a voice deeply agitated; but after a few moments of forced
+composure, he continued more cheerfully: "Let us speak of other
+subjects. We are standing here, on the self-same spot where Aristo and
+Perictione laid the infant Plato, while they sacrificed to the
+life-giving Phoebus. It was here the bees clustered about his infant
+mouth, and his mother hailed the omen of his future eloquence. Commend
+me to that admirable man, and tell him I shall vainly seek throughout
+the world to find another Plato.
+
+"Commend me likewise to the Persian Artaphernes. To his bounty I am much
+indebted. Lest he should hope that I carry away feelings hostile to
+Athens, and favourable to her enemies, say to the kind old man, that
+Philæmon will never forget his country or his friends. I have left a
+long letter to Paralus, in which my full heart has but feebly expressed
+its long-cherished friendship. When you return, you will find a trifling
+token of remembrance for yourself and Philothea. May Pallas shower her
+richest blessings upon that pure and gifted maiden."
+
+With some hesitation, Anaxagoras said, "You make no mention of Eudora;
+and I perceive that both you and Philothea are reserved when her name is
+mentioned. Do not believe every idle rumour, my son. The gayety of a
+light-hearted maiden is often unmixed with boldness, or crime. Do not
+cast her from you too lightly."
+
+Philæmon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his
+feelings. Then turning abruptly, he pressed the old man's hand, and
+said, "Bid Philothea, guide and cherish her deluded friend, for my sake.
+And now, farewell, Anaxagoras! Farewell, forever! my kind, my good old
+master. May the gods bless the wise counsels and virtuous example you
+have given me."
+
+The venerable philosopher stretched forth his arms to embrace him. The
+young man threw himself upon that friendly bosom, and overcome by a
+variety of conflicting emotions, sobbed aloud.
+
+As they parted, Anaxagoras again pressed Philæmon to his heart, and
+said, "May that God, whose numerous attributes the Grecians worship,
+forever bless thee, my dear son."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER X.
+
+  Courage, Orestes! if the lots hit right,
+  If the black pebbles don't exceed the white,
+  You're safe.
+                              EURIPIDES.
+
+
+Pericles sought to please the populace by openly using his influence to
+diminish the power of the Areopagus; and a decree had been passed that
+those who denied the existence of the gods, or introduced new opinions
+about celestial things, should be tried by the people. This event proved
+fortunate for some of his personal friends; for Hermippus soon laid
+before the Thesmothetæ Archons an accusation of blasphemy against
+Anaxagoras, Phidias, and Aspasia. The case was tried before the fourth
+Assembly of the people; and the fame of the accused, together with the
+well-known friendship of Pericles, attracted an immense crowd; insomuch
+that the Prytaneum was crowded to overflowing. The prisoners came in,
+attended by the Phylarchi of their different wards. Anaxagoras retained
+his usual bland expression and meek dignity. Phidias walked with a
+haughtier tread, and carried his head more proudly. Aspasia was veiled;
+but as she glided along, gracefully as a swan on the bosom of still
+waters, loud murmurs of approbation were heard from the crowd. Pericles
+seated himself near them, with deep sadness on his brow. The moon had
+not completed its revolution since he had seen Phidias arraigned before
+the Second Assembly of the people, charged by Menon, one of his own
+pupils, with having defrauded the state of gold appropriated to the
+statue of Pallas. Fortunately, the sculptor had arranged the precious
+metal so that it could be taken off and weighed; and thus his innocence
+was easily made manifest. But the great statesman had seen, by many
+indications, that the blow was in part aimed at himself through his
+friends; and that his enemies were thus trying to ascertain how far the
+people could be induced to act in opposition to his well-known wishes.
+The cause had been hurried before the assembly, and he perceived that
+his opponents were there in great numbers. As soon as the Epistates
+began to read the accusation, Pericles leaned forward, and burying his
+face in his robe, remained motionless.
+
+Anaxagoras was charged with not having offered victims to the gods; and
+with having blasphemed the divine Phoebus, by saying the sun was only a
+huge ball of fire. Being called upon to answer whether he were guilty of
+this offence, he replied: "Living victims I have never sacrificed to the
+gods; because, like the Pythagoreans, I object to the shedding of blood;
+but, like the disciples of their sublime philosopher, I have duly
+offered on their altars small goats and rams made of wax. I did say I
+believed the sun to be a great ball of fire; and deemed not that in so
+doing I had blasphemed the divine Phoebus."
+
+When he had finished, it was proclaimed aloud that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak. Cleon arose, and said it was well
+known to the disciples of Anaxagoras, that he taught the existence of
+but one God. Euripides, Pericles, and others who had been his pupils,
+were separately called to bear testimony; and all said he taught One
+Universal Mind, of which all other divinities were the attributes; even
+as Homer represented the inferior deities subordinate to Zeus.
+
+When the philosopher was asked whether he believed in the gods, he
+answered, "I do: but I believe in them as the representatives of various
+attributes in One Universal Mind." He was then required to swear by all
+the gods, and by the dreaded Erinnys, that he had spoken truly.
+
+The Prytanes informed the assembly that their vote must decide whether
+this avowed doctrine r endered Anaxagoras of Clazomenæ worthy of death.
+A brazen urn was carried round, in which every citizen deposited a
+pebble. When counted, the black pebbles predominated over the white, and
+Anaxagoras was condemned to die.
+
+The old man heard it very calmly, and replied: "Nature pronounced that
+sentence upon me before I was born. Do what you will, Athenians, ye can
+only injure the outward case of Anaxagoras; the real, immortal
+Anaxagoras is beyond your power."
+
+Phidias was next arraigned, and accused of blasphemy, in having carved
+the likeness of himself and Pericles on the shield of heaven-born
+Pallas; and of having said that he approved the worship of the gods,
+merely because he wished to have his own works adored. The sculptor
+proudly replied, "I never declared that my own likeness, or that of
+Pericles, was on the shield of heaven-born Pallas; nor can any Athenian
+prove that I ever intended to place them there. I am not answerable for
+offences which have their origin in the eyes of the multitude. If
+_their_ quick discernment be the test, crimes may be found written even
+on the glowing embers of our household altars. I never said I approved
+the worship of the gods because I wished to have my own works adored;
+for I should have deemed it irreverent thus to speak of divine beings.
+Some learned and illustrious guests, who were at the symposium in
+Aspasia's house, discoursed concerning the worship of images, apart from
+the idea of any divine attributes, which they represented. I said I
+approved not of this; and playfully added, that if it were otherwise, I
+might perchance be excused for sanctioning the worship of mere images,
+since mortals were ever willing to have their own works adored." The
+testimony of Pericles, Alcibiades, and Plato, confirmed the truth of his
+words.
+
+Cleon declared it was commonly believed that Phidias decoyed the maids
+and matrons of Athens to his house, under the pretence of seeing
+sculpture; but in reality to minister to the profligacy of Pericles. The
+sculptor denied the charge; and required that proof should be given of
+one Athenian woman, who had visited his house, unattended by her husband
+or her father. The enemies of Pericles could easily have procured such
+evidence with gold; but when Cleon sought again to speak, the Prytanes
+commanded silence; and briefly reminded the people that the Fourth
+Assembly had power to decide concerning religious matters only.
+Hermippus, in a speech of considerable length, urged that Phidias seldom
+sacrificed to the gods; and that he must have intended likenesses on the
+shield of Pallas, because even Athenian children recognized them.
+
+The brazen urn was again passed round, and the black pebbles were more
+numerous than they had been when the fate of Anaxagoras was decided.
+When Phidias heard the sentence, he raised himself to his full stature,
+and waving his right arm over the crowd, said, in a loud voice: "Phidias
+can never die! Athens herself will live in the fame of Charmides' son."
+His majestic figure and haughty bearing awed the multitude; and some,
+repenting of the vote they had given, said, "Surely, invisible Phoebus
+is with him!"
+
+Aspasia was next called to answer the charges brought against her. She
+had dressed herself, in deep mourning, as if appealing to the compassion
+of the citizens; and her veil was artfully arranged to display an arm
+and shoulder of exquisite whiteness and beauty, contrasted with glossy
+ringlets of dark hair, that carelessly rested on it. She was accused of
+saying that the sacred baskets of Demeter contained nothing of so much
+importance as the beautiful maidens who carried them; and that the
+temple of Poseidon was enriched with no offerings from those who had
+been wrecked, notwithstanding their supplications--thereby implying
+irreverent doubts of the power of Ocean's god. To this, Aspasia, in
+clear and musical tones, replied: "I said not that the sacred baskets of
+Demeter contained nothing of so much importance as the beautiful maidens
+who carried them. But, in playful allusion to the love of beauty, so
+conspicuous in Alcibiades, I said that _he_, who was initiated into the
+mysteries of Eleusis, might think, the baskets less attractive than the
+lovely maidens who carried them. Irreverence was not in my thoughts;
+but inasmuch as my careless words implied it, I have offered atoning
+sacrifices to the mother of Persephone, during which I abstained from
+all amusements. When I declared that the temple of Poseidon contained no
+offerings in commemoration of men that had been wrecked, I said it in
+reproof of those who fail to supplicate the gods for the manes of the
+departed. They who perish on the ocean, may have offended Poseidon, or
+the Virgin Sisters of the Deep; and on their altars should offerings be
+laid by surviving friends.
+
+"No man can justly accuse me of disbelief in the gods; for it is well
+known that with every changing moon I offer on the altars of Aphrodite,
+doves and sparrows, with baskets of apples, roses and myrtles: and who
+in Athens has not seen the ivory car drawn by golden swans, which the
+grateful Aspasia placed in the temple of that love-inspiring deity?"
+
+Phidias could scarcely restrain a smile, as he listened to this defence;
+and when the fair casuist swore by all the gods, and by the Erinnys,
+that she had spoken truly, Anaxagoras looked up involuntarily, with an
+expression of child-like astonishment. Alcibiades promptly corroborated
+her statement. Plato, being called to testify, gravely remarked that she
+had uttered those words, and she alone could explain her motives. The
+populace seemed impressed in her favour; and when it was put to vote
+whether sentence of death should be passed, an universal murmur arose,
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The Epistates requested that all who wished to consider it a question of
+exile, rather than of death, would signify the same by holding up their
+hands. With very few exceptions, the crowd were inclined to mercy.
+Hermippus gave tokens of displeasure, and hastily rose to accuse Aspasia
+of corrupting the youth of Athens, by the introduction of singing and
+dancing women, and by encouraging the matrons of Greece to appear
+unveiled.
+
+A loud laugh followed his remarks; for the comic actor was himself far
+from aiding public morals by an immaculate example.
+
+The Prytanes again reminded him that charges of this nature must be
+decided by the First Assembly of the people; and, whether true or
+untrue, ought to have no influence on religious questions brought before
+the Fourth Assembly.
+
+Hermippus was perfectly aware of this; but he deemed that the vote might
+be affected by his artful suggestion.
+
+The brazen urn was again carried round; and fifty-one pebbles only
+appeared in disapprobation of exile.
+
+Then Pericles arose, and looked around him with calm dignity. He was
+seldom seen in public, even at entertainments; hence, something of
+sacredness was attached to his person, like the Salaminian galley
+reserved for great occasions. A murmur like the Distant ocean was heard,
+as men whispered to each other, "Lo, Pericles is about to speak!" When
+the tumult subsided, he said, in a loud voice, "If any here can accuse
+Pericles of having enriched himself at the expense of the state, let him
+hold up his right hand!"
+
+Not a hand was raised--for his worst enemies could not deny that he was
+temperate and frugal.
+
+After a slight pause, he again resumed: "If any man can show that
+Pericles ever asked a public favour for himself or his friends, let him
+speak!" No words were uttered; but a murmur of discontent was heard in
+the vicinity of Cleon and Hermippus.
+
+The illustrious statesman folded his arms, and waited in quiet majesty
+for the murmur to assume a distinct form. When all was hashed, he
+continued: "If any man believes that Athens has declined in beauty,
+wealth, or power, since the administration of Pericles, let him give his
+opinion freely!"
+
+National enthusiasm was kindled; and many voices exclaimed, "Hail
+Pericles! All hail to Athens in her glory!"
+
+The statesman gracefully waved his hand toward the multitude, as he
+replied, "Thanks, friends and brother-citizens. Who among you is
+disposed to grant to Pericles one favour, not inconsistent with your
+laws, or in opposition to the decrees of this assembly?"
+
+A thousand hands were instantly raised. Pericles again expressed his
+thanks, and said, "The favour I have to ask is, that the execution of
+these decrees be suspended, until the oracle of Amphiaraus can be
+consulted. If it please you, let a vote be taken who shall be the
+messenger."
+
+The proposal was accepted; and Antiphon, a celebrated diviner, appointed
+to consult the oracle.
+
+As the crowd dispersed, Cleon muttered to Hermippus, "By Circe! I
+believe he has given the Athenians philtres to make them love him. No
+wonder Archidamus of Sparta said, that when he threw Pericles in
+wrestling, he insisted he was never down, and persuaded the very
+spectators to believe him."
+
+Anaxagoras and Phidias, being under sentence of death, were placed in
+prison, until the people should finally decide upon their fate. The old
+philosopher cheerfully employed his hours in attempts to square the
+circle. The sculptor carved a wooden image, with many hands and feet,
+and without a head; upon the pedestal of which he inscribed Demos, and
+secretly reserved it as a parting gift to the Athenian people.
+
+Before another moon had waned, Antiphon returned from Oropus, whither he
+had been sent to consult the oracle. Being called before the people, he
+gave the following account of his mission: "I abstained from food until
+Phoebus had twice appeared above the hills, in his golden chariot; and
+for three days and three nights, I tasted no wine. When I had thus
+purified myself, I offered a white ram to Amphiaraus; and spreading the
+skin on the ground, I invoked the blessing of Phoebus and his prophetic
+son, and laid me down to sleep. Methought I walked in the streets of
+Athens. A lurid light shone on the walls of the Piræus, and spread into
+the city, until all the Acropolis seemed glowing beneath a fiery sky. I
+looked up--and lo! the heavens were in a blaze! Huge masses of flame
+were thrown backward and forward, as if Paridamator and the Cyclops were
+hurling their forges at each other's heads. Amazed, I turned to ask the
+meaning of these phenomena; and I saw that all the citizens were clothed
+in black; and wherever two were walking together, one fell dead by his
+side. Then I heard a mighty voice, that seemed to proceed from within
+the Parthenon. Three times it pronounced distinctly, 'Wo! wo! wo unto
+Athens!
+
+"I awoke, and after a time slept again. I heard a rumbling noise, like
+thunder; and from the statue of Amphiaraus came a voice, saying, 'Life
+is given by the gods.'
+
+"Then all was still. Presently I again heard a sound like the
+multitudinous waves of ocean, when it rises in a storm--and Amphiaraus
+said, slowly, 'Count the pebbles on the seashore--yea, count them
+twice.' Then I awoke; and having bathed in the fountain, I threw therein
+three pieces of gold and silver, and departed."
+
+The people demanded of Antiphon the meaning of these visions. He
+replied: "The first portends calamity to Athens, either of war or
+pestilence. By the response of the oracle, I understand that the
+citizens are commanded to vote twice, before they take away life given
+by the gods."
+
+The wish to gain time had chiefly induced Pericles to request that
+Amphiaraus might be consulted. In the interval, his emissaries had been
+busy in softening the minds of the people; and it became universally
+known that in case Aspasia's sentence were reversed, she intended to
+offer sacrifices to Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Demeter; during the
+continuance of which, the citizens would be publicly feasted at her
+expense.
+
+In these exertions, Pericles was zealously assisted by Clinias, a noble
+and wealthy Athenian, the friend of Anaxagoras and Phidias, and a
+munificent patron of the arts. He openly promised, if the lives of his
+friends were spared, to evince his gratitude to the gods, by offering a
+golden lamp to Pallas Parthenia, and placing in each of the agoras any
+statue or painting the people thought fit to propose.
+
+Still, Pericles, aware of the bitterness of his enemies, increased by
+the late severe edict against those of foreign parentage, felt
+exceedingly fearful of the result of a second vote. A petition, signed
+by Pericles, Clinias, Ephialtes, Euripides, Socrates, Plato, Alcibiades,
+Paralus, and many other distinguished citizens, was sent into the Second
+Assembly of the people, begging that the accused might have another
+trial; and this petition was granted.
+
+When the Fourth Assembly again met, strong efforts were made to fill the
+Prytaneum at a very early hour with the friends of Pericles.
+
+The great orator secluded himself for three preceding days, and
+refrained from wine. During this time, he poured plentiful libations of
+milk and honey to Hermes, god of Eloquence, and sacrificed the tongues
+of nightingales to Peitho, goddess of Persuasion.
+
+When he entered the Prytaneum, it was remarked that he had never before
+been seen to look so pale; and this circumstance, trifling as it was,
+excited the ready sympathies of the people. When the Epistates read the
+accusation against Anaxagoras, and proclaimed that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak, Pericles arose. For a moment he looked
+on the venerable countenance of the old philosopher, and seemed to
+struggle with his emotions. Then, with sudden impulse, he exclaimed,
+"Look on him, Athenians! and judge ye if he be one accursed of the
+gods!--He is charged with having said that the sun is a great ball of
+fire; and therein ye deem that the abstractions of philosophy have led
+him to profane the sacred name of Phoebus. We are told that Zeus assumed
+the form of an eagle, a serpent, and a golden shower; yet these forms do
+not affect our belief in the invisible god. If Phoebus appeared on earth
+in the disguise of a woman and a shepherd, is it unpardonable for a
+philosopher to suppose that the same deity may choose to reside within a
+ball of fire? In the garden of Anaxagoras, you will find a statue of
+Pallas, carved from an olive-tree. He brought it with him from Ionia;
+and those disciples who most frequent his house, can testify that
+sacrifices were ever duly offered upon her altar. Who among you ever
+received an injury from that kind old man? He was the descendant of
+princes,--yet gave up gold for philosophy, and forbore to govern
+mankind, that he might love them more perfectly. Ask the young noble,
+who has been to him as a father; and his response will be 'Anaxagoras.'
+Ask the poor fisherman at the gates, who has been to him as a brother;
+and he will answer 'Anaxagoras.' When the merry-hearted boys throng your
+doors to sing their welcome to Ornithæ, inquire from whom they receive
+the kindest word and the readiest gift; and they will tell you,
+'Anaxagoras.' The Amphiaraus of Eschylus, says, 'I do not wish to
+_appear_ to be a good man, but I wish to _be_ one.' Ask any of the
+poets, what living man most resembles Amphiaraus in this sentiment; and
+his reply will surely be, 'It is Anaxagoras.'
+
+"Again I say, Athenians, look upon his face; and judge ye if he be one
+accursed of the gods!"
+
+The philosopher had leaned on his staff, and looked downward, while his
+illustrious pupil made this defence; and when he had concluded, a tear
+was seen slowly trickling down his aged cheek. His accusers again urged
+that he had taught the doctrine of one god, under the name of One
+Universal Mind; but the melodious voice and fluent tongue of Pericles
+had so wrought upon the citizens, that when the question was proposed,
+whether the old man were worthy of death, there arose a clamourous cry
+of "Exile! Exile!"
+
+The successful orator did not venture to urge the plea of entire
+innocence; for he felt that he still had too much depending on the
+capricious favour of the populace.
+
+The aged philosopher received his sentence with thanks; and calmly
+added, "Anaxagoras is not exiled from Athens; but Athens from
+Anaxagoras. Evil days are coming on this city; and those who are too
+distant to perceive the trophy at Salamis will deem themselves most
+blessed. Pythagoras said, 'When the tempest is rising,'tis wise to
+worship the echo.'"
+
+After the accusation against Phidias had been read, Pericles again rose
+and said, "Athenians! I shall speak briefly; for I appeal to what every
+citizen values more than his fortune or his name. I plead for the glory
+of Athens. When strangers from Ethiopia, Egypt, Phoenicia, and distant
+Taprobane, come to witness the far-famed beauty of the violet-crowned
+city, they will stand in mute worship before the Parthenon; and when
+their wonder finds utterance, they will ask what the Athenians bestowed
+on an artist so divine. Who among you could look upon the image of
+Virgin Pallas, resplendent in her heavenly majesty, and not blush to
+tell the barbarian stranger that death was the boon you bestowed on
+Phidias?
+
+"Go, gaze on the winged statue of Rhamnusia, where vengeance seems to
+breathe from the marble sent by Darius to erect his trophy on the plains
+of Marathon! Then turn and tell the proud Persian that the hand which
+wrought those fair proportions, lies cold and powerless, by vote of the
+Athenian people. No--ye could not say it: your hearts would choke your
+voices. Ye could not tell the barbarian that Athens thus destroyed one
+of the most gifted of her sons."
+
+The crowd answered in a thunder of applause; mingled with the cry of
+"Exile! Exile!" A few voices shouted, "A fine! A fine!" Then Cleon arose
+and said: "Miltiades asked for an olive crown; and a citizen answered,
+'When Miltiades conquers alone, let him be crowned alone.' When Phidias
+can show that he built the Parthenon without the assistance of Ictinus,
+Myron, Callicrates, and others, then let him have the whole credit of
+the Parthenon."
+
+To this, Pericles replied, "We are certainly much indebted to those
+artists for many of the beautiful and graceful details of that sublime
+composition; but with regard to the majestic design of the Parthenon,
+Phidias conquered alone, and may therefore justly be crowned alone."
+
+A vote was taken on the question of exile, and the black pebbles
+predominated. The sculptor heard his sentence with a proud gesture, not
+unmingled with scorn; and calmly replied, "They can banish Phidias from
+Athens, more easily than I can take from them the fame of Phidias."
+
+When Pericles replied to the charges against Aspasia, his countenance
+became more pale, and his voice was agitated: "You all know," said he,
+"That Aspasia is of Miletus. That city which poets call the laughing
+daughter of Earth and Heaven: where even the river smiles, as it winds
+along in graceful wanderings, eager to kiss every new blossom, and court
+the dalliance of every breeze. Do ye not find it easy to forgive a
+woman, born under those joyful skies, where beauty rests on the earth in
+a robe of sunbeams, and inspires the gayety which pours itself forth in
+playful words? Can ye judge harshly of one, who from her very childhood
+has received willing homage, as the favourite of Aphrodite, Phoebus, and
+the Muses? If she spoke irreverently, it was done in thoughtless mirth;
+and she has sought to atone for it by sacrifices and tears.
+
+"Athenians! I have never boasted; and if I seem to do it now, it is
+humbly,--as befits one who seeks a precious boon. In your service I have
+spent many toilsome days and sleepless nights. That I have not enriched
+myself by it, is proved by the well-known fact that my own son blames my
+frugality, and reproachfully calls me the slave of the Athenian people."
+
+He paused for a moment, and held his hand over Aspasia's head, as he
+continued: "In the midst of perplexities and cares, here I have ever
+found a solace and a guide. Here are treasured up the affections of my
+heart. It is not for Aspasia, the gifted daughter of Axiochus, that I
+plead. It is for Aspasia, the beloved wife of Pericles."
+
+Tears choked his utterance; but stifling his emotion, he exclaimed,
+"Athenians! if ye would know what it is that thus unmans a soul capable
+of meeting death with calmness, behold, and judge for yourselves!"
+
+As he spoke, he raised Aspasia's veil. Her drapery had been studiously
+arranged to display her loveliness to the utmost advantage; and as she
+stood forth radiant in beauty, the building rung with the acclamations
+that were sent forth, peal after peal, by the multitude.
+
+Pericles had not in vain calculated on the sympathies of a volatile and
+ardent people, passionately fond of the beautiful, in all its forms.
+Aspasia remained in Athens, triumphant over the laws of religion and
+morality.
+
+Clinias desired leave to speak in behalf of Philothea, grandchild of
+Anaxagoras; and the populace, made good-humoured by their own clemency,
+expressed a wish to hear. He proceeded as follows: "Philothea,--whom you
+all know was, not long since, one of the Canephoræ, and embroidered the
+splendid peplus exhibited at the last Panathenæa--humbly begs of the
+Athenians, that Eudora, Dione, and Geta, slaves of Phidias, may remain
+under his protection, and not be confiscated with his household goods. A
+contribution would have been raised, to buy these individuals of the
+state, were it not deemed an insult to that proud and generous people,
+who fined a citizen for proposing marble as a cheaper material than
+ivory for the statue of Pallas Parthenia."
+
+The request, thus aided by flattery, was almost unanimously granted. One
+black pebble alone appeared in the urn; and that was from the hand of
+Alcibiades.
+
+Clinias expressed his thanks, and holding up the statue of Urania, he
+added: "In token of gratitude for this boon, and for the life of a
+beloved grandfather, Philothea consecrates to Pallas Athenæ this image
+of the star-worshipping muse; the gift of a munificent Ethiopian."
+
+The populace, being in gracious mood, forthwith voted that the exiles
+had permission to carry with them any articles valued as the gift of
+friendship.
+
+The Prytanes dismissed the assembly; and as they dispersed, Alcibiades
+scattered small coins among them. Aspasia immediately sent to the
+Prytaneum an ivory statue of Mnemosyne, smiling as she looked back on a
+group of Hours; a magnificent token that she would never forget the
+clemency of the Athenian people.
+
+Hermippus took an early opportunity to proclaim the exhibition of a new
+comedy called Hercules and Omphale; and the volatile citizens thronged
+the theatre, to laugh at that infatuated tenderness, which in the
+Prytaneum had well nigh moved them to tears. The actor openly ridiculed
+them for having been so much influenced by their orator's
+least-successful attempt at eloquence; but in the course of the same
+play, Cratinus raised a laugh at his expense, by saying facetiously:
+"Lo! Hermippus would speak like Pericles! Hear him, Athenians! Is he not
+as successful as Salmoneus, when he rolled his chariot over a brazen
+bridge, and hurled torches to imitate the thunder and lightning of
+Zeus?"
+
+When the day of trial had passed, Pericles slept soundly; for his heart
+was relieved from a heavy pressure. But personal enemies and envious
+artists were still active; and it was soon buzzed abroad that the people
+repented of the vote they had given. The exiles had been allowed ten
+days to sacrifice to the gods, bid farewell to friends, and prepare for
+departure; but on the third day, at evening twilight, Pericles entered
+the dwelling of his revered old master. "My father," said he, "I am
+troubled in spirit. I have just now returned from the Piræus, where I
+sought an interview with Clinias, who daily visits the Deigma, and has a
+better opportunity than I can have to hear the news of Athens. I found
+him crowned with garlands; for he had been offering sacrifices in the
+hall. He told me he had thus sought to allay the anxiety of his mind
+with regard to yourself and Phidias. He fears the capricious Athenians
+will reverse their decree."
+
+"Alas, Pericles," replied the old man, "what can you expect of a people,
+when statesmen condescend to buy justice at their hands, by promised
+feasts, and scattered coin?"
+
+"Nay, blame me not, Anaxagoras," rejoined Pericles; "I cannot govern as
+I would. I found the people corrupted; and I must humour their disease.
+Your life must be saved; even if you reprove me for the means. At
+midnight, a boat will be in readiness to conduct you to Salamis, where
+lies a galley bound for Ionia. I hasten to warn Phidias to depart
+speedily for Elis."
+
+The parting interview between Philothea and her repentant friend was
+almost too painful for endurance. Poor Eudora felt that she was indeed
+called to drink the cup of affliction, to its last bitter drop. Her
+heart yearned to follow the household of Anaxagoras; but Philothea
+strengthened her own conviction that duty and gratitude both demanded
+she should remain with Phidias.
+
+Geta and Milza likewise had their sorrows--the harder to endure, because
+they were the first they had ever encountered. The little peasant was so
+young, and her lover so poor, that their friends thought a union had
+better be deferred. But Milza was free: and Anaxagoras told her it
+depended on her own choice, to go with them, or follow Geta. The
+grateful Arcadian dropped on one knee, and kissing Philothea's hand,
+while the tears flowed down her cheeks, said: "She has been a mother to
+orphan Milza, and I will not leave her now. Geta says it would be wrong
+to leave her when she is in affliction."
+
+Philothea, with a gentle smile, put back the ringlets from her tearful
+eyes, and told her not to weep for her sake; for she should be resigned
+and cheerful, wheresover the gods might place her; but Milza saw that
+her smiles were sad.
+
+At midnight, Pericles came, to accompany Anaxagoras to Salamis. Paralus
+and Philothea had been conversing much, and singing their favourite
+songs together, for the last time. The brow of the ambitious statesman
+became clouded, when he observed that his son had been in tears; he
+begged that preparations for departure might be hastened. The young man
+followed them to the Piræus; but Pericles requested him to go no
+further. The restraint of his presence prevented any parting less formal
+than that of friendship. But he stood watching the boat that conveyed
+them over the waters; and when the last ripple left in its wake had
+disappeared, he slowly returned to Athens.
+
+The beautiful city stoood before him, mantled in moonlight's silvery
+veil. Yet all seemed cheerless; for the heart of Paralus was desolate.
+He looked toward the beloved mansion near the gate Diocharis; drew from
+his bosom a long lock of golden hair; and leaning against the statue of
+Hermes, bowed down his head and wept.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XI.
+
+  "How I love the mellow sage,
+  Smiling through the veil of age!
+  Age is on his temples hung,
+  But his heart--his heart is young!"
+                              ANACREON
+
+
+A few years passed away, and saw Anaxagoras the contented resident of a
+small village near Lampsacus, in Ionia. That he still fondly cherished
+Athens in his heart was betrayed only by the frequent walks he took to a
+neighbouring eminence, where he loved to sit and look toward the Ægean;
+but the feebleness of age gradually increased, until he could no longer
+take his customary exercise. Philothea watched over him with renewed
+tenderness; and the bright tranquillity he received from the world he
+was fast approaching, shone with reflected light upon her innocent soul.
+At times, the maiden was so conscious of this holy influence, that all
+the earthly objects around her seemed like dreams of some strange
+foreign land.
+
+One morning, after they had partaken their frugal repast, she said, in a
+cheerful tone, "Dear grandfather, I had last night a pleasant dream; and
+Milza says it is prophetic, because she had filled my pillow with fresh
+laurel leaves. I dreamed that a galley, with three banks of oars, and
+adorned with fillets, came to carry us back to Athens."
+
+With a faint smile, Anaxagoras replied, "Alas for unhappy Athens! If
+half we hear be true, her exiled children can hardly wish to be restored
+to her bosom. Atropos has decreed that I at least shall never again
+enter her walls. I am not disposed to murmur. Yet the voice of Plato
+would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
+I pray you bring forth the writings of Pythagoras, and read me something
+that sublime philosopher has said concerning the nature of the soul, and
+the eternal principle of life. As my frail body approaches the Place of
+Sleep, I feel less and less inclined to study the outward images of
+things, the forms whereof perish; and my spirit thirsteth more and more
+to know its origin and its destiny. I have thought much of Plato's
+mysterious ideas of light. Those ideas were doubtless brought from the
+East; for as that is the quarter where the sun rises, so we have thence
+derived many vital truths, which have kept a spark of life within the
+beautiful pageantry of Grecian mythology."
+
+"Paralus often said that the Persian Magii, the Egyptian priests, and
+the Pythagoreans imbibed their reverence for light from one common
+source," rejoined Philothea.
+
+Anaxagoras was about to speak, when a deep but gentle voice, from some
+invisible person near them, said:
+
+"The unchangeable principles of Truth act upon the soul like the sun
+upon the eye, when it turneth to him. But the _one_ principle, better
+than intellect, from which all things flow, and to which all things
+tend, is Good. As the sun not only makes objects visible, but is the
+cause of their generation, nourishment, and increase, so the Good,
+through Truth, imparts being, and the power of being known, to every
+object of knowledge. For this cause, the Pythagoreans greet the sun with
+music and with reverence."
+
+The listeners looked at each other in surprise, and Philothea was the
+first to say, "It is the voice of Plato!"
+
+"Even so, my friends," replied the philosopher, smiling, as he stood
+before them.
+
+The old man, in the sudden joy of his heart, attempted to rise and
+embrace him; but weakness prevented. The tears started to his eyes, as
+he said, "Welcome, most welcome, son of Aristo. You see that I am fast
+going where we hope the spirit is to learn its own mysteries."
+
+Plato, affected at the obvious change in his aged friend, silently
+grasped his hand, and turned to answer the salutation of Philothea. She
+too had changed; but she had never been more lovely. The colour on her
+cheek, which had always been delicate as the reflected hue of a rose,
+had become paler by frequent watchings; but her large dark eyes were
+more soft and serious, and her whole countenance beamed with the bright
+stillness of a spirit receiving the gift of prophecy.
+
+The skies were serene; the music of reeds came upon the ear, softened by
+distance; while the snowy fleece of sheep and lambs formed a beautiful
+contrast with the rich verdure of the landscape.
+
+"All things around you are tranquil," said Plato; "and thus I ever found
+it, even in corrupted Athens. Not the stillness of souls that sleep, but
+the quiet of life drawn from deep fountains."
+
+"How did you find our peaceful retreat?" inquired Philothea. "Did none
+guide you?"
+
+"Euago of Lampsacus told me what course to pursue," he replied; "and not
+far distant I again asked of a shepherd boy--well knowing that all the
+children would find out Anaxagoras as readily as bees are guided to the
+flowers. As I approached nearer I saw at every step new tokens of my
+friends. The clepsydra, in the little brook, dropping its pebbles to
+mark the hours; the arytæna placed on the rock for thirsty travellers;
+the door loaded with garlands, placed there by glad-hearted boys; the
+tablet covered with mathematical lines, lying on the wooden bench,
+sheltered by grape-vines trained in the Athenian fashion, with a distaff
+among the foliage; all these spoke to me of souls that unite the wisdom
+of age with the innocence of childhood."
+
+"Though we live in indolent Ionia, we still believe Hesiod's maxim, that
+industry is the guardian of virtue," rejoined Anaxagoras. "Philothea
+plies her distaff as busily as Lachesis spinning the thread of mortal
+life." He looked upon his beautiful grandchild, with an expression full
+of tenderness, as he added, "And she does indeed spin the thread of the
+old man's life; for her diligent fingers gain my bread. But what news
+bring you from unhappy Athens? Is Pericles yet alive?"
+
+"She is indeed unhappy Athens," answered Plato. "The pestilence is still
+raging; a manifested form of that inward corruption, which, finding a
+home in the will of man, clothed itself in thought, and now completes
+its circle in his corporeal nature. The dream at the cave of Amphiaraus
+is literally fulfilled. Men fall down senseless in the street, and the
+Piræus has been heaped with unburied dead. All the children of Clinias
+are in the Place of Sleep. Hipparete is dead, with two of her little
+ones. Pericles himself was one of the first sufferers; but he was
+recovered by the skill of Hippocrates, the learned physician from Cos.
+His former wife is dead, and so is Xanthippus his son. You know that
+that proud young man and his extravagant wife could never forgive the
+frugality of Pericles. Even in his dying moments he refused to call him
+father, and made no answer to his affectionate inquiries. Pericles has
+borne all his misfortunes with the dignity of an immortal. No one has
+seen him shed a tear, of heard him utter a complaint. The ungrateful
+people blame him for all their troubles, as if he had omnipotent power
+to avert evils. Cleon and Tolmides are triumphant. Pericles is deprived
+of office, and fined fifty drachmæ."
+
+He looked at Philothea, and seeing her eyes fixed earnestly upon him,
+her lips parted, and an eager flush spread over her whole countenance,
+he said, in a tone of tender solemnity, "Daughter of Alcimenes, your
+heart reproaches me, that I forbear to speak of Paralus. That I have
+done so has not been from forgetfulness, but because I have, with vain
+and self-defeating prudence, sought for cheerful words to convey sad
+thoughts. Paralus breathes and moves, but is apparently unconscious of
+existence in this world. He is silent and abstracted, like one just
+returned from the cave of Trophonius. Yet, beautiful forms are ever with
+him, in infinite variety; for his quiescent soul has now undisturbed
+recollection of the divine archetypes in the ideal world, of which all
+earthly beauty is the shadow."
+
+"He is happy, then, though living in the midst of death," answered
+Philothea: "But does his memory retain no traces of his friends?"
+
+"One--and one only," he replied. "The name of Philothea was too deeply
+engraven to be washed away by the waters of oblivion. He seldom speaks;
+but when he does, you are ever in his visions. The sound of a female
+voice accompanying the lyre is the only thing that makes him smile; and
+nothing moves him to tears save the farewell song of Orpheus to
+Eurydice. In his drawings there is more of majesty and beauty than
+Phidias or Myron ever conceived; and one figure is always there--the
+Pythia, the Muse, the Grace, or something combining all these, more
+spiritual than either."
+
+As the maiden listened, tears started from fountains long sealed, and
+rested like dew-drops on her dark eyelashes.
+
+Farewell to Eurydice! Oh, how many thoughts were wakened by those words!
+They were the last she heard sung by Paralus, the night Anaxagoras
+departed from Athens. Often had the shepherds of Ionia heard the
+melancholy notes float on the evening breeze; and as the sounds died
+away, they spoke to each other in whispers, and said, "They come from
+the dwelling of the divinely-inspired one!"
+
+Plato perceived that the contemplative maiden was busy with memories of
+the past. In a tone of gentle reverence, he added, "What I have told you
+proves that your souls were one, before it wandered from the divine
+home; and it gives hope that they will be re-united, when they return
+thither after their weary exile in the world of shadows."
+
+"And has this strange pestilence produced such an effect on Paralus
+only?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Many in Athens have recovered health without any memory of the images
+of things," replied Plato; "but I have known no other instance where
+recollections of the ideal world remained more bright and unimpaired,
+than they possibly can be while disturbed by the presence of the
+visible. Tithonus formerly told me of similar cases that occurred when
+the plague raged in Ethiopia and Egypt; and Artaphernes says he has seen
+a learned Magus, residing among the mountains that overlook Taoces, who
+recovered from the plague with a perpetual oblivion of all outward
+forms, while he often had knowledge of the thoughts passing in the minds
+of those around him. If an unknown scroll were placed before him, he
+would read it, though a brazen shield were interposed between him and
+the parchment; and if figures were drawn on the water, he at once
+recognized the forms, of which no visible trace remained."
+
+"Marvellous, indeed, is the mystery of our being," exclaimed Anaxagoras.
+
+"It involves the highest of all mysteries," rejoined Plato; "for if man
+did not contain within himself a type of all that is,--from the highest
+to the lowest plane of existence,--he could not enter the human form. At
+times, I have thought glimpses of these eternal truths were revealed to
+me; but I lost them almost as soon as they were perceived, because my
+soul dwelt so much with the images of things. Thus have I stood before
+the thick veil which conceals the shrine of Isis, while the narrow
+streak of brilliant light around its edges gave indication of unrevealed
+glories, and inspired the eager but fruitless hope that the massive
+folds would float away, like a cloud before the sun. There are indeed
+times when I lose the light entirely, and cannot even perceive the veil
+that hides it from me. This is because my soul, like Psyche bending over
+the sleeping Eros, is too curious to examine, by its own feeble taper,
+the lineaments of the divinity whereby it hath been blessed."
+
+"How is Pericles affected by this visitation of the gods upon the best
+beloved of his children?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"It has softened and subdued his ambitious soul," answered Plato; "and
+has probably helped him to endure the loss of political honours with
+composure. I have often observed that affliction renders the heart of
+man like the heart of a little child; and of this I was reminded when I
+parted from Pericles at Salamis, whence the galley sailed for Ionia. You
+doubtless remember the little mound, called Cynos-sema? There lies the
+faithful dog, that died in consequence of swimming after the ship which
+carried the father of Pericles, when the Athenians were all leaving
+their beloved city by advice of Themistocles. The illustrious statesman
+has not been known to shed a tear amid the universal wreck of his
+popularity, his family, and his friends; but standing by this little
+mound, the recollections of childhood came over him, and he wept as an
+infant weeps for its lost mother."
+
+There was a tremulous motion about the lips of the old man, as he
+replied, "Perchance he was comparing the constancy of that affectionate
+animal with the friendship of men, and the happy unconsciousness of his
+boyhood with the anxious cares that wait on greatness. Pericles had a
+soft heart in his youth; and none knew this better than the forgotten
+old man, whom he once called his friend."
+
+Plato perceived his emotion, and answered, in a soothing voice, "He has
+since been wedded to political ambition, which never brought any man
+nearer to his divine home; but Anaxagoras is not forgotten. Pericles has
+of late often visited the shades of Academus, where he has talked much
+of you and Philothea, and expressed earnest hopes that the gods would
+again restore you to Athens, to bless him with your wise counsels."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head, as he replied, "They who would have
+a lamp should take care to supply it with oil. Had Philothea's affection
+been like that of Pericles, this old frame would have perished for want
+of food."
+
+"Nay, Anaxagoras," rejoined Plato, "you must not forget that this
+Peloponessian war, the noisy feuds in Athens, and afflictions in his own
+family, have involved him in continual distractions. He who gives his
+mind to politics, sails on a stormy sea, with a giddy pilot. Pericles
+has now sent you substantial proofs of his gratitude; and if his power
+equalled his wishes, I have no doubt he would make use of the alarmed
+state of public feeling to procure your recall."
+
+"You have as yet given us no tidings of Phidias and his household," said
+Philothea.
+
+"The form of Phidias sleeps," replied Plato: "His soul has returned to
+those sacred mysteries, once familiar to him; the recollection of which
+enabled him while on earth to mould magnificent images of supernal
+forms--images that awakened in all who gazed upon them some slumbering
+memory of ideal worlds; though few knew whence it came, or why their
+souls were stirred. The best of his works is the Olympian Zeus, made at
+Elis after his exile. It is far more sublime than the Pallas Parthenia.
+The Eleans consider the possession of it as a great triumph over
+ungrateful Athens."
+
+"Under whose protection is Eudora placed?" inquired Philothea.
+
+"I have heard that she remains at the house where Phidias died,"
+rejoined Plato. "The Eleans have given her the yearly revenues of a
+farm, in consideration of the affectionate care bestowed on her
+illustrious benefactor.--Report says that Phidias wished to see her
+united to his nephew Pandænus; but I have never heard of the marriage.
+Philæmon is supposed to be in Persia, instructing the sons of the
+wealthy satrap Megabyzus."
+
+"And where is the faithful Geta?" inquired Anaxagoras.
+
+"Geta is at Lampsacus; and I doubt not will hasten hither, as soon as he
+has taken care of certain small articles of merchandize that he brought
+with him. Phidias gave him his freedom the day they left Athens; and
+after his death, the people of Elis bestowed upon him fifty drachmæ. He
+has established himself at Phalerum, where he tells me he has doubled
+this sum by the sale of anchovies. He was eager to attend upon me for
+the sake, as he said, of once more seeing his good old master
+Anaxagoras, and that maiden with mild eyes, who always spoke kind words
+to the poor; but I soon discovered there was a stronger reason for his
+desire to visit Lampsacus. From what we had heard, we expected to find
+you in the city. Geta looked very sorrowful, when told that you were
+fifty stadia farther from the sea."
+
+"When we first landed on the Ionian shore,"'replied Anaxagoras, "I took
+up my abode two stadia from Lampsacus, and sometimes went thither to
+lecture in the porticos. But when I did this, I seemed to breathe an
+impure air; and idle young men so often followed me home, that the
+maidens were deprived of the innocent freedom I wished them to enjoy.
+Here I feel, more than I have ever felt, the immediate presence of
+divinity."
+
+"I know not whether it be good or bad," said Plato; "but philosophy has
+wrought in me a dislike of conversing with many persons. I do not
+imitate the Pythagoreans, who close their gates; for I perceive that
+truth never ought to be a sealed fountain; but I cannot go into the
+Prytanæum, the agoras, and the workshops, and jest, like Socrates, to
+captivate the attention of young men. When I thus seek to impart hidden
+treasures, I lose without receiving; and few perceive the value of what
+is offered. I feel the breath of life taken away from me by the
+multitude. Their praises cause me to fear, lest, according to Ibycus, I
+should offend the gods, but acquire glory among men. For these reasons,
+I have resolved never to abide in cities."
+
+"The name of Socrates recalls Alcibiades to my mind," rejoined
+Anaxagoras. "Is he still popular with the Athenians?"
+
+"He is; and will remain so," replied Plato, "so long as he feasts them
+at his own expense, and drinks three cotylæ of wine at a draught. I
+know not of what materials he is made; unless it be of Carpasian flax,
+which above all things burns and consumes not."
+
+"Has this fearful pestilence no power to restrain the appetites and
+passions of the people?" inquired the old man.
+
+"It has but given them more unbridled license,'" rejoined Plato. "Even
+when the unburied dead lay heaped in piles, and the best of our
+equestrians were gasping in the streets, robbers took possession of
+their dwellings, drinking wine from their golden vessels, and singing
+impure songs in the presence of their household gods. Men seek to obtain
+oblivion of danger by reducing themselves to the condition of beasts,
+which have no perception above the immediate wants of the senses. All
+pursuits that serve to connect the soul with the world whence it came
+are rejected. The Odeum is shut; there is no more lecturing in the
+porticos; the temples are entirely forsaken, and even the Diasia are no
+longer observed. Some of the better sort of citizens, weary of fruitless
+prayers and sacrifices to Phoebus, Phoebe, Pallas, and the Erinnys. have
+erected an altar to the Unknown God; and this altar only is heaped with
+garlands, and branches of olive twined with wool."
+
+"A short time ago, he who had dared to propose the erection of such an
+altar would have been put to death," said Anaxagoras. "The pestilence
+has not been sent in vain, if the faith in images is shaken, and the
+Athenians have been led to reverence One great Principle of Order, even
+though they call it unknown."
+
+"It is fear, unmingled with reverence, in the minds of many," replied
+the philosopher of Academus. "As for the multitude, they consider all
+principles of right and wrong as things that may exist, or not exist,
+according to the vote of the Athenian people. Of ideas eternal in their
+nature, and therefore incapable of being created or changed by the will
+of a majority, they cannot conceive. When health is restored, they will
+return to the old worship of forms, as readily as they changed from
+Pericles to Cleon, and will again change from him to Pericles."
+
+The aged philosopher shook his head and smiled, as he said: "Ah, Plato!
+Plato! where will you find materials for your ideal republic?"
+
+"In an ideal Atlantis," replied the Athenian, smiling in return; "or
+perchance in the fabled groves of Argive Hera, where the wild beasts are
+tamed--the deer and the wolf lie down together--and the weak animal
+finds refuge from his powerful pursuer. But the principle of a republic
+is none the less true, because mortals make themselves unworthy to
+receive it. The best doctrines become the worst, when they are used for
+evil purposes. Where a love of power is the ruling object, the tendency
+is corruption; and the only difference between Persia and Athens is,
+that in one place power is received by birth, in the other obtained by
+cunning.
+
+"Thus it will ever be; while men grope in the darkness of their outward
+nature; which receives no light from the inward, because they will not
+open the doors of the temple, where a shrine is placed, from which it
+ever beams forth with occult and venerable splendour.
+
+"Philosophers would do well if they ceased to disturb themselves with
+the meaning of mythologic fables, and considered whether they have not
+within themselves a serpent possessing more folds than Typhon, and far
+more raging and fierce. When the wild beasts within the soul are
+destroyed, men will no longer have to contend against their visible
+forms."
+
+"But tell me, O admirable Plato!" said Anaxagoras, "what connection can
+there be between the inward allegorical serpent, and the created form
+thereof?"
+
+"One could not exist without the other," answered Plato, "because where
+there is no ideal, there can be no image. There are doubtless men in
+other parts of the universe better than we are, because they stand on a
+higher plane of existence, and approach nearer to the _idea_ of man. The
+celestial lion is intellectual, but the sublunary irrational; for the
+former is nearer the _idea_ of a lion. The lower planes of existence
+receive the influences of the higher, according to the purity and
+stillness of the will. If this be restless and turbid, the waters from a
+pure fountain become corrupted, and the corruption flows down to lower
+planes of existence, until it at last manifests itself in corporeal
+forms. The sympathy thus produced between things earthly and celestial
+is the origin of imagination; by which men have power to trace the
+images of supernal forms, invisible to mortal eyes. Every man can be
+elevated to a higher plane by quiescence of the will; and thus may
+become a prophet. But none are perfect ones; because all have a tendency
+to look downward to the opinions of men in the same existence with
+themselves: and this brings them upon a lower plane, where the prophetic
+light glimmers and dies. The Pythia at Delphi, and the priestess in
+Dodona, have been the cause of very trifling benefits, when in a
+cautious, prudent state; but when agitated by a divine mania, they have
+produced many advantages, both public and private, to the Greeks."
+
+The conversation was interrupted by the merry shouts of children; and
+presently a troop of boys and girls appeared, leading two lambs decked
+with garlands. They were twin lambs of a ewe that had died; and they had
+been trained to suck from a pipe placed in a vessel of milk. This day,
+for the first time, the young ram had placed his budding horns under the
+throat of his sister lamb, and pushed away her head that he might take
+possession of the pipe himself. The children were greatly delighted with
+this exploit, and hastened to exhibit it before their old friend
+Anaxagoras, who always entered into their sports with a cheerful heart.
+Philothea replenished the vessel of milk; and the gambols of the young
+lambs, with the joyful laughter of the children, diffused a universal
+spirit of gladness. One little girl filled the hands of the old
+philosopher with tender leaves, that the beautiful animals might come
+and eat; while another climbed his knees, and put her little fingers on
+his venerable head, saying, "Your hair is as white as the lamb's; will
+Philothea spin it, father?"
+
+The maiden, who had been gazing at the little group with looks full of
+tenderness, timidly raised her eyes to Plato, and said, "Son of Aristo,
+these have not wandered so far from their divine home as we have!"
+
+The philosopher had before observed the peculiar radiance of Philothea's
+expression, when she raised her downcast eyes; but it never before
+appeared to him so much like light suddenly revealed from the inner
+shrine of a temple.
+
+With a feeling approaching to worship, he replied, "Maiden, your own
+spirit has always remained near its early glories."
+
+When the glad troop of children departed, Plato followed them to see
+their father's flocks, and play quoits with the larger boys. Anaxagoras
+looked after him with a pleased expression, as he said, "He will delight
+their minds, as he has elevated ours. Assuredly, his soul is like the
+Homeric, chain of gold, one end of which rests on earth, and the other
+terminates in Heaven."
+
+Milza was daily employed in fields not far distant, to tend a
+neighbour's goats, and Philothea, wishing to impart the welcome tidings,
+took up the shell with which she was accustomed to summon her to her
+evening labours. She was about to apply the shell to her lips, when she
+perceived the young Arcadian standing in the vine-covered arbour, with
+Geta, who had seized her by each cheek and was kissing her after the
+fashion of the Grecian peasantry. With a smile and a blush, the maiden
+turned away hastily, lest the humble lovers should perceive they were
+discovered.
+
+The frugal supper waited long on the table before Plato returned. As he
+entered, Anaxagoras pointed to the board, which rested on rude sticks
+cut from the trees, and said, "Son of Aristo, all I have to offer you
+are dried grapes, bread, wild honey, and water from the brook."
+
+"More I should not taste if I were at the table of Alcibiades," replied
+the philosopher of Athens. "When I see men bestow much thought on eating
+and drinking, I marvel that they will labour so diligently in building
+their own prisons. Here, at least, we can restore the Age of Innocence,
+when no life was taken to gratify the appetite of man, and the altars of
+the gods were unstained with blood."
+
+Philothea, contrary to the usual custom of Grecian women, remained with
+her grandfather and his guest during their simple repast, and soon after
+retired to her own apartment.
+
+When they were alone, Plato informed his aged friend that his visit to
+Lampsacus was at the request of Pericles. Hippocrates had expressed a
+hope that the presence of Philothea might, at least in some degree,
+restore the health of Paralus; and the heart-stricken father had sent to
+intreat her consent to a union with his son.
+
+"Philothea would not leave me, even if I urged it with tears," replied
+Anaxagoras; "and I am forbidden to return to Athens."
+
+"Pericles has provided an asylum for you, on the borders of Attica,"
+answered Plato; "and the young people would soon join you, after their
+marriage. He did not suppose that his former proud opposition to their
+loves would be forgotten; but he said hearts like yours would forgive it
+all, the more readily because he was now a man deprived of power, and
+his son suffering under a visitation of the gods. Alcibiades laughed
+aloud when he heard of this proposition; and said his uncle would never
+think of making it to any but a maiden who sees the zephyrs run and
+hears the stars sing. He spoke truth in his profane merriment. Pericles
+knows that she who obediently listens to the inward voice will be most
+likely to seek the happiness of others, forgetful of her own wrongs."
+
+"I do not believe the tender-hearted maiden ever cherished resentment
+against any living thing," replied Anaxagoras. "She often reminds me of
+Hesiod's description of Leto:
+
+  'Placid to men and to immortal gods;
+  Mild from the first beginning of her days;
+  Gentlest of all in Heaven.'
+
+"She has indeed been a precious gift to my old age. Simple and loving as
+she is, there are times when her looks and words fill me with awe, as if
+I stood in the presence of divinity."
+
+"It is a most lovely union when the Muses and the Charities inhabit the
+same temple," said Plato. "I think she learned of you to be a constant
+worshipper of the innocent and graceful nymphs, who preside over kind
+and gentle actions. But tell me, Anaxagoras, if this marriage is
+declined, who will protect the daughter of Alcimenes when you are
+gone?"
+
+The philosopher replied, "I have a sister Heliodora, the youngest of my
+father's flock; who is Priestess of the Sun, at Ephesus. Of all my
+family, she has least despised me for preferring philosophy to gold; and
+report bespeaks her wise and virtuous. I have asked and obtained from
+her a promise to protect Philothea when I am gone; but I will tell my
+child the wishes of Pericles, and leave her to the guidance of her own
+heart. If she enters the home of Paralus, she will be to him, as she has
+been to me, a blessing like the sunshine."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XII.
+
+  Adieu, thou sun, and fields of golden light;
+  For the last time I drink thy radiance bright,
+  And sink to sleep.
+                                   ARISTOPHANES.
+
+
+The galley that brought Plato from Athens was sent on a secret political
+mission, and was not expected to revisit Lampsacus until the return of
+another moon. Anaxagoras, always mindful of the happiness of those
+around him, proposed that the constancy of faithful Geta should be
+rewarded by an union with Milza. The tidings were hailed with joy; not
+only by the young couple, but by all the villagers. The superstition of
+the little damsel did indeed suggest numerous obstacles. The sixteenth
+of the month must on no account be chosen; one day was unlucky for a
+wedding, because as she returned from the fields, an old woman busy at
+the distaff had directly crossed her path; and another was equally so,
+because she had seen a weasel, without remembering to throw three stones
+as it passed. But at last there came a day against which no objections
+could be raised. The sky was cloudless, and the moon at its full; both
+deemed propitious omens. A white kid had been sacrificed to Artemis, and
+baskets of fruit and poppies been duly placed upon her altar. The long
+white veil woven by Milza and laid by for this occasion, was taken out
+to be bleached in the sunshine and dew. Philothea presented a zone,
+embroidered by her own skilful hands; Anaxagoras bestowed a pair of
+sandals laced with crimson; and Geta purchased a bridal robe of flaming
+colours.
+
+Plato promised to supply the feast with almonds and figs. The peasant,
+whose goats Milza had tended, sent six large vases of milk, borne by
+boys crowned with garlands. And the matrons of the village, with whom
+the kind little Arcadian had ever been a favourite, presented a huge
+cake, carried aloft on a bed of flowers, by twelve girls clothed in
+white. The humble residence of the old philosopher was almost covered
+with the abundant blossoms brought by joyful children. The door posts
+were crowned with garlands anointed with oil, and bound with fillets of
+wool. The bride and bridegroom were carried in procession, on a litter
+made of the boughs of trees, plentifully adorned with garlands and flags
+of various colours; preceded by young men playing on reeds and flutes,
+and followed by maidens bearing a pestle and sieve. The priest performed
+the customary sacrifices at the altar of Hera; the omens were
+propitious; libations were poured; and Milza returned to her happy home,
+the wife of her faithful Geta. Feasting continued till late in the
+evening, and the voice of music was not hushed until past the hour of
+midnight.
+
+The old philosopher joined in the festivity, and in the cheerfulness of
+his heart exerted himself beyond his strength. Each succeeding day found
+him more feeble; and Philothea soon perceived that the staff on which
+she had leaned from her childhood was about to be removed forever. On
+the twelfth day after Milza's wedding, he asked to be led into the open
+portico, that he might enjoy the genial warmth. He gazed on the bright
+landscape, as if it had been the countenance of a friend. Then looking
+upward, with a placid smile, he said to Plato, "You tell me that Truth
+acts upon the soul, like the Sun upon the eye, when it turneth to him.
+Would that I could be as easily and certainly placed in the light of
+truth, as I have been in this blessed sunshine! But in vain I seek to
+comprehend the mystery of my being. All my thoughts on this subject are
+dim and shadowy, as the ghosts seen by Odysseus on the Stygian shore."
+
+Plato answered: "Thus it must ever be, while the outward world lies so
+near us, and the images of things crowd perpetually on the mind. An
+obolus held close to the eye may prevent our seeing the moon and the
+stars; and thus does the ever-present earth exclude the glories of
+Heaven. But in the midst of uncertainty and fears, one feeling alone
+remains; and that is hope, strong as belief, that virtue can never die.
+In pity to the cravings of the soul, something will surely be given in
+future time more bright and fixed than the glimmering truths preserved
+in poetic fable; even as radiant stars arose from the ashes of Orion's
+daughters, to shine in the heavens an eternal crown."
+
+The old man replied, "I have, as you well know, been afraid to indulge
+in your speculations concerning the soul, lest I should spend my life in
+unsatisfied attempts to embrace beautiful shadows."
+
+"To me likewise they have sometimes appeared doctrines too high and
+solemn to be taught," rejoined Plato: "Often when I have attempted to
+clothe them in language, the airy forms have glided from me, mocking me
+with their distant beauty. We are told of Tantalus surrounded by water
+that flows away when he attempts to taste it, and with delicious fruits
+above his head, carried off by a sudden wind whenever he tries to seize
+them. It was his crime that, being admitted to the assemblies of
+Olympus, he brought away the nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and gave
+them unto mortals. Sometimes, when I have been led to discourse of ideal
+beauty, with those who perceive only the images of things, the
+remembrance of that unhappy son of Zeus has awed me into silence."
+
+While they were yet speaking, the noise of approaching wheels was heard,
+and presently a splendid chariot, with four white horses, stopped before
+the humble dwelling.
+
+A stranger, in purple robes, descended from the chariot, followed by
+servants carrying a seat of ivory inlaid with silver, a tuft of peacock
+feathers to brush away the insects, and a golden box filled with
+perfumes. It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomenæ, the nephew of
+Anaxagoras. He had neglected and despised the old man in his poverty,
+but had now come to congratulate him on the rumour of Philothea's
+approaching marriage with the son of Pericles. The aged philosopher
+received him with friendly greeting, and made him known to Plato.
+Chrysippus gave a glance at the rude furniture of the portico, and
+gathered his perfumed robes carefully about him.
+
+"Son of Basileon, it is the dwelling of cleanliness, though it be the
+abode of poverty," said the old man, in a tone of mild reproof.
+
+Geta had officiously brought a wooden bench for the high-born guest;
+but he waited till his attendants had opened the ivory seat, and covered
+it with crimson cloth, before he seated himself, and replied:
+
+"Truly, I had not expected to find the son of Hegesibulus in so mean a
+habitation. No man would conjecture that you were the descendant of
+princes."
+
+With a quiet smile, the old man answered,--"Princes have not wished to
+proclaim kindred with Anaxagoras; and why should he desire to perpetuate
+the remembrance of what they have forgotten?"
+
+Chrysippus looked toward Plato, and with some degree of embarrassment
+sought to excuse himself, by saying, "My father often told me that it
+was your own choice to withdraw from your family; and if they have not
+since offered to share their wealth with you, it is because you have
+ever been improvident of your estates."
+
+"What! Do you not take charge of them?" inquired Anaxagoras. "I gave my
+estates to your father, from the conviction that he would take better
+care of them than I could do; and in this I deemed myself most
+provident."
+
+"But you went to Athens, and took no care for your country," rejoined
+the prince.
+
+The venerable philosopher pointed to the heavens, that smiled serenely
+above them,--and said, "Nay, young man, my greatest care has ever been
+for my country."
+
+In a more respectful tone, Chrysippus rejoined: "Anaxagoras, all men
+speak of your wisdom; but does this fame so far satisfy you, that you
+never regret you sacrificed riches to philosophy?"
+
+"I am satisfied with the pursuit of wisdom, not with the fame of it,"
+replied the sage. "In my youth, I greatly preferred wisdom to gold; and
+as I approach the Stygian shore, gold has less and less value in my
+eyes. Charon will charge my disembodied spirit but a single obolus for
+crossing his dark ferry. Living mortals only need a golden bough to
+enter the regions of the dead."
+
+The prince seemed thoughtful for a moment, as he gazed on the benevolent
+countenance of his aged relative.
+
+"If it be as you have said, Anaxagoras is indeed happier than princes,"
+he replied. "But I came to speak of the daughter of Alcimenes. I have
+heard that she is beautiful, and the destined wife of Paralus of
+Athens."
+
+"It is even so," said the philosopher; "and it would gladden my heart,
+if I might be permitted to see her placed under the protection of
+Pericles, before I die."
+
+"Has a sufficient dowry been provided?" inquired Chrysippus. "No one of
+our kindred must enter the family of Pericles as a slave."
+
+A slight colour mantled in the old man's cheeks, as he answered, "I have
+friends in Athens, who will not see my precious child suffer shame for
+want of a few drachmæ."
+
+"I have brought with me a gift, which I deemed in some degree suited to
+the dignity of our ancestors," rejoined the prince; "and I indulged the
+hope of giving it into the hands of the maiden."
+
+As he spoke, he made a signal to his attendants, who straightway brought
+from the chariot a silver tripod lined with gold, and a bag containing
+a hundred golden staters. At the same moment, Milza entered, and in a
+low voice informed Anaxagoras that Philothea deemed this prolonged
+interview with the stranger dangerous to his feeble health; and begged
+that he would suffer himself to be placed on the couch. The invalid
+replied by a message desiring her presence. As she entered, he said to
+her, "Philothea, behold your kinsman Chrysippus, son of Basileon."
+
+The illustrious guest was received with the same modest and friendly
+greeting, that would have been bestowed on the son of a worthy peasant.
+The prince felt slightly offended that his splendid dress and
+magnificent equipage produced so little effect on the family of the
+philosopher; but as the fame of Philothea's beauty had largely mingled
+with other inducements to make the visit, he endeavoured to conceal his
+pride, and as he offered the rich gifts, said in a respectful tone,
+"Daughter of Alcimenes, the tripod is from Heliodora, Priestess at
+Ephesus. The golden coin is from my own coffers. Accept them for a
+dowry; and allow me to claim one privilege in return. As I cannot be at
+the marriage feast, to share the pleasures of other kinsmen, permit the
+son of Basileon to see you now one moment without your veil."
+
+He waved his hand for his attendants to withdraw; but the maiden
+hesitated, until Anaxagoras said mildly, "Chrysippus is of your father's
+kindred; and it is discreet that his request be granted."
+
+Philothea timidly removed her veil, and a modest blush suffused her
+lovely countenance, as she said, "Thanks, Prince of Clazomenæ, for
+these munificent gifts. May the gods long preserve you a blessing to
+your family and people."
+
+"The gifts are all unworthy of her who receives them," replied
+Chrysippus, gazing so intently that the maiden, with rosy confusion,
+replaced her veil.
+
+Anaxagoras invited his royal guest to share a philosopher's repast, to
+which he promised should be added a goblet of wine, lately sent from
+Lampsacus. The prince courteously accepted his invitation; and the kind
+old man, wearied with the exertions he had made, was borne to his couch
+in an inner apartment. When Plato had assisted Philothea and Milza in
+arranging his pillows, and folding the robe about his feet, he returned
+to the portico. Philothea supposed the stranger was about to follow him;
+and without raising her head, as she bent over her grandfather's couch,
+she said: "He is feeble, and needs repose. In the days of his, strength,
+he would not have thus left you to the courtesy of our Athenian guest."
+
+"Would to the gods that I had sought him sooner!" rejoined Chrysippus.
+"While I have gathered foreign jewels, I have been ignorant of the gems
+in my own family."
+
+Then stooping down, he took Anaxagoras by the hand, and said
+affectionately, "Have you nothing to ask of your brother's son?"
+
+"Nothing but your prayers for us, and a gentle government for your
+people," answered the old man. "I thank you for your kindness to this
+precious orphan. For myself, I am fast going where I shall need less
+than ever the gifts of princes."
+
+"Would you not like to be buried with regal honour, in your native
+Clazomenæ?" inquired the prince.
+
+The philosopher again pointed upward as he replied, "Nay. The road to
+heaven would be no shorter from Clazomenæ."
+
+"And what monument would you have reared to mark the spot where
+Anaxagoras sleeps?" said Chrysippus.
+
+"I wish to be buried after the ancient manner, with the least possible
+trouble and expense," rejoined the invalid. "The money you would expend
+for a monument may be given to some captive sighing in bondage. Let an
+almond tree be planted near my grave, that the boys may love to come
+there, as to a pleasant home."
+
+"The citizens of Lampsacus, hearing of your illness, requested me to ask
+what they should do in honour of your memory, when it pleased the gods
+to call you hence. What response do you give to this message?" inquired
+the prince.
+
+The philosopher answered, "Say to them that I desire all the children
+may have a holiday on the anniversary of my death."
+
+Chrysippus remained silent for a few moments; and then continued:
+"Anaxagoras, I perceive that you are strangely unlike other mortals; and
+I know not how you will receive the proposal I am about to make.
+Philothea has glided from the apartment, as if afraid to remain in my
+presence. That graceful maiden is too lovely for any destiny meaner than
+a royal marriage. As a kinsman, I have the best claim to her; and if it
+be your will, I will divorce my Phoenician Astarte, and make Philothea
+princess of Clazomenæ."
+
+"Thanks, son of Basileon," replied the old man; "but I love the innocent
+orphan too well to bestow upon her the burden and the dangers of
+royalty."
+
+"None could dispute your own right to exchange power and wealth for
+philosophy and poverty," said Chrysippus; "but though you are the lawful
+guardian of this maiden, I deem it unjust to reject a splendid alliance
+without her knowledge."
+
+"Philothea gave her affections to Paralus, even in the days of their
+childhood," replied Anaxagoras; "and she is of a nature too divine to
+place much value on the splendour that passes away."
+
+The prince seemed disturbed and chagrined by this imperturbable spirit
+of philosophy; and after a few brief remarks retreated to the portico.
+
+Here he entered into conversation with Plato; and after some general
+discourse, spoke of his wishes with regard to Philothea. "Anaxagoras
+rejects the alliance," said he, smiling; "but take my word for it, the
+maiden would not dismiss the matter thus lightly. I have never yet seen
+a woman who preferred philosophy to princes."
+
+"Kings are less fortunate than philosophers," responded Plato; "I have
+known several women, who preferred wisdom to gold. Could Chrysippus look
+into those divine eyes, and yet believe that Philothea's soul would
+rejoice in the pomp of princes?"
+
+The wealthy son of Basileon still remained incredulous of any exceptions
+to woman's vanity; and finally obtained a promise from Plato, that he
+would use his influence with his friend to have the matter left
+entirely to Philothea's decision.
+
+When the maiden was asked by her grandfather, whether she would be the
+wife of Paralus, smitten by the hand of disease, or princess of
+Clazomenæ, surrounded by more grandeur than Penelope could boast in her
+proudest days--her innocent countenance expressed surprise, not
+unmingled with fear, that the mind of Anaxagoras was wandering. But when
+assured that Chrysippus seriously proposed to divorce his wife and marry
+her, a feeling of humiliation came over her, that a man, ignorant of the
+qualities of her soul, should be thus captivated by her outward beauty,
+and regard it as a thing to be bought with gold. But the crimson tint
+soon subsided from her transparent cheek, and she quietly replied, "Tell
+the prince of Clazomenæ that I have never learned to value riches; nor
+could I do so, without danger of being exiled far from my divine home."
+
+When these words were repeated to Chrysippus, he exclaimed impatiently,
+"Curse on the folly which philosophers dignify with the name of wisdom!"
+
+After this, nothing could restore the courtesy he had previously
+assumed. He scarcely tasted the offered fruit and wine; bade a cold
+farewell, and soon rolled away in his splendid chariot, followed by his
+train of attendants.
+
+This unexpected interview produced a singular excitement in the mind of
+Anaxagoras. All the occurrences of his youth passed vividly before him;
+and things forgotten for years were remembered like events of the past
+hour. Plato sat by his side till the evening twilight deepened,
+listening as he recounted scenes long since witnessed in Athens. When
+they entreated him to seek repose, he reluctantly assented, and said to
+his friend, with a gentle pressure of the hand, "Farewell, son of
+Aristo. Pray for me before you retire to your couch."
+
+Plato parted the silver hairs, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead;
+then crowning himself with a garland, he knelt before an altar that
+stood in the apartment, and prayed aloud: "O thou, who art King of
+Heaven, life and death are in thy hand! Grant what is good for us,
+whether we ask it, or ask it not; and refuse that which would be
+hurtful, even when we ask it most earnestly."
+
+"That contains the spirit of all prayer," said the old philosopher. "And
+now, Plato, go to thy rest; and I will go to mine. Very pleasant have
+thy words been to me. Even like the murmuring of fountains in a parched
+and sandy desert." When left alone with his grandchild and Milza, the
+invalid still seemed unusually excited, and his eyes shone with unwonted
+brightness. Again he recurred to his early years, and talked fondly of
+his wife and children. He dwelt on the childhood of Philothea with
+peculiar pleasure. "Often, very often," said he, "thy infant smiles and
+artless speech led my soul to divine things; when, without thee, the
+link would have been broken, and the communication lost."
+
+He held her hand affectionately in his, and often drew her toward him,
+that he might kiss her cheek. Late in the night, sleep began to steal
+over him with gentle influence; and Philothea was afraid to move, lest
+she should disturb his slumbers.
+
+Milza reposed on a couch close by her side, ready to obey the slightest
+summons; the small earthen lamp that stood on the floor, shaded by an
+open tablet, burned dim; and the footsteps of Plato were faintly heard
+in the stillness of the night, as he softly paced to and fro in the open
+portico.
+
+Philothea leaned her head upon the couch, and gradually yielded to the
+drowsy influence.
+
+When she awoke, various objects in the apartment were indistinctly
+revealed by the dawning light. All was deeply quiet. She remained
+kneeling by her grandfather's side, and her hand was still clasped in
+his; but it was chilled beneath his touch. She arose, gently placed his
+arm on the couch, and looked upon his face. A placid smile rested on his
+features; and she saw that his spirit had passed in peace.
+
+She awoke Milza, and desired that the household might be summoned. As
+they stood around the couch of that venerable man, Geta and Milza wept
+bitterly; but Philothea calmly kissed his cold cheek; and Plato looked
+on him with serene affection, as he said, "So sleep the good."
+
+A lock of grey hair suspended on the door, and a large vase of water at
+the threshold, early announced to the villagers that the soul of
+Anaxagoras had passed from its earthly tenement. The boys came with
+garlands to decorate the funeral couch of the beloved old man; and no
+tribute of respect was wanting; for all that knew him blessed his
+memory.
+
+He was buried, as he had desired, near the clepsydra in the little
+brook; a young almond tree was planted on his grave; and for years
+after, all the children commemorated the anniversary of his death, by a
+festival called Anaxagoreia.
+
+Pericles had sent two discreet matrons, and four more youthful
+attendants, to accompany Philothea to Athens, in case she consented to
+become the wife of Paralus. The morning after the decease of Anaxagoras,
+Plato sent a messenger to Lampsacus, desiring the presence of these
+women, accompanied by Euago and his household. As soon as the funeral
+rites were passed, he entreated Philothea to accept the offered
+protection of Euago, the friend of his youth, and connected by marriage
+with the house of Pericles. "I urge it the more earnestly," said he,
+"because I think you have reason to fear the power and resentment of
+Chrysippus. Princes do not willingly relinquish a pursuit; and his train
+could easily seize you and your attendants, without resistance from
+these simple villagers."
+
+Aglaonice, wife of Euago, likewise urged the orphan, in the most
+affectionate manner, to return with them to Lampsacus, and there await
+the departure of the galley. Philothea acknowledged the propriety of
+removal, and felt deeply thankful for the protecting influence of her
+friends. The simple household furniture was given to Milza; her own
+wardrobe, with many little things that had become dear to her, were
+deposited in the chariot of Euago; the weeping villagers had taken an
+affectionate farewell; and sacrifices to the gods had been offered on
+the altar in front of the dwelling.
+
+Still Philothea lingered and gazed on the beautiful scenes where she
+had passed so many tranquil hours. Tears mingled with her smiles, as she
+said, "O, how hard it is to believe the spirit of Anaxagoras will be as
+near me in Athens, as it is here, where his bones lie buried!"
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIII.
+
+  One day, the muses twined the hands
+  Of infant love with flowery bands,
+  And gave the smiling captive boy
+  To be Celestial Beauty's joy.
+                             ANACREON.
+
+
+While Philothea remained at Lampsacus, awaiting the arrival of the
+galley, news came that Chrysippus, with a company of horsemen, had been
+to her former residence, under the pretext of paying funeral rites to
+his deceased relative. At the same time, several robes, mantles, and
+veils, were brought from Heliodora at Ephesus; with the request that
+they, as well as the silver tripod, should be considered, not as a
+dowry, but as gifts to be disposed of as she pleased. The priestess
+mentioned feeble health as a reason for not coming in person to bid the
+orphan farewell; and promised that sacrifices and prayers for her
+happines should be duly offered at the shrine of radiant Phoebus.
+
+Philothea smiled to remember how long she had lived in Ionia without
+attracting the notice of her princely relatives, until her name became
+connected with the illustrious house of Pericles; but she meekly
+returned thanks and friendly wishes, together with the writings of
+Simonides, beautifully copied by her own hand.
+
+The day of departure at length arrived. All along the shore might be
+seen smoke rising from the altars of Poseidon, Æolus, Castor and
+Polydeuces, and the sea-green Sisters of the Deep. To the usual danger
+of winds and storms was added the fear of encountering hostile fleets;
+and every power that presided over the destinies of sailors was invoked
+by the anxious mariners. But their course seemed more like an excursion
+in a pleasure barge, than a voyage on the ocean. They rowed along
+beneath a calm and sunny sky, keeping close to the verdant shores where,
+ever and anon, temples, altars, and statues, peeped forth amid groves of
+cypress and cedar; under the shadow of which many a festive train hailed
+the soft approach of spring, with pipe, and song, and choral dance.
+
+The tenth day saw the good ship Halcyone safely moored in the harbour of
+Phalerum, chosen in preference to the more crowded and diseased port of
+the Piræus. The galley having been perceived at a distance, Pericles and
+Clinias were waiting, with chariots, in readiness to convey Philothea
+and her attendants. The first inquiries of Pericles were concerning the
+health of Anaxagoras; and he seemed deeply affected, when informed that
+he would behold his face no more. Philothea's heart was touched by the
+tender solemnity of his manner when he bade her welcome to Athens. Plato
+anticipated the anxious question that trembled on her tongue; and a
+brief answer indicated that no important change had taken place in
+Paralus. Clinias kindly urged the claims of himself and wife to be
+considered the parents of the orphan; and they all accompanied her to
+his house, attended by boys burning incense, as a protection against the
+pestilential atmosphere of the marshy grounds.
+
+When they alighted, Philothea timidly, but earnestly, asked to see
+Paralus without delay. Their long-cherished affection, the full
+communion of soul they had enjoyed together, and the peculiar visitation
+which now rested on him, all combined to make her forgetful of ceremony.
+
+Pericles went to seek his son, and found him reclining on the couch
+where he had left him. The invalid seemed to be in a state of deep
+abstraction, and offered no resistance as they led him to the chariot.
+When they entered the house of Clinias, he looked around with a painful
+expression of weariness, until they tenderly placed him on a couch. He
+was evidently disturbed by the presence of those about him, but
+unmindful of any familiar faces, until Philothea suddenly knelt by his
+side, and throwing back her veil, said, "Paralus! dear Paralus! Do you
+not know me?" Then his whole face kindled with an expression of joy, so
+intense that Pericles for a moment thought the faculties of his soul
+were completely restored.
+
+But the first words he uttered showed a total unconsciousness of past
+events. "Oh, Philothea!" he exclaimed, "I have not heard your voice
+since last night, when you came to me and sung that beautiful welcome to
+the swallows, which all the little children like so well."
+
+On the preceding evening, Philothea, being urged by her maidens to sing,
+had actually warbled that little song; thinking all the while of the
+days of childhood, when she and Paralus used to sing it, to please their
+young companions. When she heard this mysterious allusion to the music,
+she looked at Plato with an expression of surprise; while Milza and the
+other attendants seemed afraid in the presence of one thus visited by
+the gods.
+
+With looks full of beaming affection, the invalid continued: "And now,
+Philothea, we will again walk to that pleasant place, where we went when
+you finished the song."
+
+In low and soothing tones, the maiden inquired, "Where did we go,
+Paralus?"
+
+"Have you forgotten?" he replied. "We went hand in hand up a high
+mountain. A path wound round it in spiral flexures, ever ascending, and
+communicating with all above and all below. A stream of water, pure as
+crystal, flowed along the path, from the summit to the base. Where we
+stood to rest awhile, the skies were of transparent blue; but higher up,
+the light was purple and the trees full of doves. We saw little children
+leading lambs to drink at the stream, and they raised their voices in
+glad shouts, to see the bright waters go glancing and glittering down
+the sides of the mountain."
+
+He remained silent and motionless for several minutes; and then
+continued: "But this path is dreary. I do not like this wide marsh, and
+these ruined temples. Who spoke then and told me it was Athens? But now
+I see the groves of Academus. There is a green meadow in the midst, on
+which rests a broad belt of sunshine. Above it, are floating little
+children with wings; and they throw down garlands to little children
+without wings, who are looking upward with joyful faces. Oh, how
+beautiful they are! Come, Philothea, let us join them."
+
+The philosopher smiled, and inwardly hailed the words as an omen
+auspicious to his doctrines. All who listened were deeply impressed by
+language so mysterious.
+
+The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music. A cithara
+being brought, Philothea played one of his favourite songs, accompanied
+by her voice. The well-remembered sounds seemed to fill him with joy
+beyond his power to express; and again his anxious parent cherished the
+hope that reason would be fully restored.
+
+He put his hand affectionately on Philothea's head, as he said, "Your
+presence evidently has a blessed influence; but oh, my daughter, what a
+sacrifice you are making--young and beautiful as you are!"
+
+"Nay, Pericles," she replied, "I deem it a privilege once more to hear
+the sound of his voice; though it speaks a strange, unearthly language."
+
+When they attempted to lead the invalid from the apartment, and
+Philothea, with a tremulous voice, said, "Farewell, Paralus,"--an
+expression of intense gloom came over his countenance, suddenly as a
+sunny field is obscured by passing clouds. "Not farewell to Eurydice!"
+he said: "It is sad music--sad music."
+
+The tender-hearted maiden was affected even to tears, and found it hard
+to submit to a temporary separation. But Pericles assured her that his
+son would probably soon fall asleep, and awake without any recollection
+of recent events. Before she retired to her couch, a messenger was sent
+to inform her that Paralus was in deep repose.
+
+Clinias having removed from the unhealthy Piræus, in search of purer
+atmosphere, Philothea found him in the house once occupied by Phidias;
+and the hope that scenes of past happiness might prove salutary to the
+mind of Paralus, induced Pericles to prepare the former dwelling of
+Anaxagoras for his bridal home. The friends and relations of the invalid
+were extremely desirous to have Philothea's soothing influence
+continually exerted upon him; and the disinterested maiden earnestly
+wished to devote every moment of her life to the restoration of his
+precious health. Under these circumstances, it was deemed best that the
+marriage should take place immediately.
+
+The mother of Paralus had died; and Aspasia, with cautious delicacy,
+declined being present at the ceremony, under the pretext of ill health;
+but Phoenarete, the wife of Clinias, gladly consented to act as mother
+of the orphan bride.
+
+Propitiatory sacrifices were duly offered to Artemis, Hera, Pallas,
+Aphrodite, the Fates, and the Graces. On the appointed day, Philothea
+appeared in bridal garments, prepared by Phoenarete. The robe of fine
+Milesian texture, was saffron-coloured, with a purple edge. Over this,
+was a short tunic of brilliant crimson, confined at the waist by an
+embroidered zone, fastened with a broad clasp of gold. Glossy braids of
+hair were intertwined with the folds of her rose-coloured veil; and both
+bride and bridegroom were crowned with garlands of roses and myrtle. The
+chariot, in which they were seated, was followed by musicians, and a
+long train of friends and relatives. Arrived at the temple of Hera, the
+priest presented a branch, which they held between them as a symbol of
+the ties about to unite them. Victims were sacrificed, and the omens
+declared not unpropitious. When the gall had been cast behind the
+altar, Clinias placed Philothea's hand within the hand of Paralus; the
+bride dedicated a ringlet of her hair to Hera; the customary vows were
+pronounced by the priest; and the young couple were presented with
+golden cups of wine, from which they poured libations. The invalid was
+apparently happy; but so unconscious of the scene he was acting, that
+his father was obliged to raise his hand and pour forth the wine.
+
+The ceremonies being finished, the priest reminded Philothea that when a
+good wife died, Persephone formed a procession of the best women to
+scatter flowers in her path, and lead her spirit to Elysium. As he
+spoke, two doves alighted on the altar; but one immediately rose, and
+floated above the other, with a tender cooing sound. Its mate looked
+upward for a moment; and then both of them rose high in the air, and
+disappeared. The spectators hailed this as an auspicious omen; but
+Philothea pondered it in her heart, and thought she perceived a deeper
+meaning than was visible to them.
+
+As the company returned, with the joyful sound of music, many a friendly
+hand threw garlands from the housetops, and many voices pronounced a
+blessing.
+
+In consideration of the health of Paralus, the customary evening
+procession was dispensed with. An abundant feast was prepared at the
+house of Clinias. The gentle and serious bride joined with her female
+friends in the apartments of the women; but no bridegroom appeared at
+the banquet of the men.
+
+As the guests seated themselves at table, a boy came in covered with
+thorn-boughs and acorns, bearing a golden basket filled with bread, and
+singing, "I have left the worse and found the better." As he passed
+through the rooms, musicians began to play on various instruments, and
+troops of young dancers moved in airy circles to the sound.
+
+At an early hour, Philothea went to the apartment prepared for her in
+the home of her childhood. Phoenarete preceded her with a lighted torch,
+and her female attendants followed, accompanied by young Pericles,
+bearing on his head a vase of water from the Fountain of Callirhöe, with
+which custom required that the bride's feet should be bathed. Music was
+heard until a late hour, and epithalamia were again resumed with the
+morning light.
+
+The next day, a procession of women brought the bridal gifts of friends
+and relatives, preceded by a boy clothed in white, carrying a torch in
+one hand, and a basket of flowers in the other. Philothea, desirous to
+please the father of her husband, had particularly requested that this
+office might be performed by the youthful Pericles--a beautiful boy, the
+only son of Aspasia. The gifts were numerous; consisting of embroidered
+sandals, perfume boxes of ivory inlaid with gold, and various other
+articles, for use or ornament. Pericles sent a small ivory statue of
+Persephone gathering flowers in the vale of Enna; and Aspasia a clasp,
+representing the Naiades floating with the infant Eros, bound in
+garlands. The figures were intaglio, in a gem of transparent cerulean
+hue, and delicately painted. When viewed from the opposite side, the
+effect was extremely beautiful; for the graceful nymphs seemed actually
+moving in their native element Alcibiades presented a Sidonian veil, of
+roseate hue and glossy texture. Phoenarete bestowed a ring, on which was
+carved a dancing Oread; and Plato a cameo clasp, representing the infant
+Eros crowning a lamb with a garland of lilies.
+
+On the third day, custom allowed every relative to see the bride with
+her face unveiled; and the fame of her surpassing beauty induced the
+remotest connections of the family to avail themselves of the privilege.
+Philothea meekly complied with these troublesome requisitions; but her
+heart was weary for quiet hours, that she might hold free communion with
+Paralus, in that beautiful spirit-land, where his soul was wandering
+before its time.
+
+Music, and the sound of Philothea's voice, seemed the only links that
+connected him with a world of shadows; but his visions were so blissful,
+and his repose so full of peace, that restless and ambitious men might
+well have envied a state thus singularly combining the innocence of
+childhood with the rich imagination of maturer years.
+
+Many weeks passed away in bright tranquillity; and the watchful wife
+thought she at times perceived faint indication of returning health.
+Geta and Milza, in compliance with their own urgent entreaties, were her
+constant assistants in nursing the invalid; and more than once she
+imagined that he looked at them with an earnest expression, as if his
+soul were returning to the recollections of former years.
+
+Spring ripened into summer. The olive-garlands twined with wool,
+suspended on the doors during the festival of Thargelia, had withered
+and fallen; and all men talked of the approaching commemoration of the
+Olympic games.
+
+Hippocrates had been informed that Tithonus, the Ethiopian, possessed
+the singular power of leading the soul from the body, and again
+restoring it to its functions, by means of a soul-directing wand; and
+the idea arose in his mind, that this process might produce a salutary
+effect on Paralus.
+
+The hopes of the anxious father were easily kindled; and he at once
+became desirous that his son should be conveyed to Olympia; for it was
+reported that Tithonus would be present at the games.
+
+Philothea sighed deeply, as she listened to the proposition; for she had
+faith only in the healing power of perfect quiet, and the free communion
+of congenial souls. She yielded to the opinion of Pericles with
+characteristic humility; but the despondency of her tones did not pass
+unobserved.
+
+"It is partly for your sake that I wish it, my poor child," said he. "If
+it may be avoided, I will not see the whole of your youth consumed in
+anxious watchings."
+
+The young wife looked up with a serene and bright expression, as she
+replied, "Nay, my father, you have never seen me anxious, or troubled. I
+have known most perfect contentment since my union with your son."
+
+Pericles answered affectionately, "I believe it, my daughter; and I have
+marvelled at your cheerfulness. Assuredly, with more than Helen's
+beauty, you have inherited the magical Egyptian powder, whereby she
+drove away all care and melancholy."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIV.
+
+  _Iphegenia_--Absent so long, with joy I look on thee.
+  _Agamemnon_--And I on thee; so this is mutual joy.
+                                    EURIPIDES.
+
+
+In accordance with the advice of Hippocrates, the journey to Olympia was
+undertaken. Some time before the commencement of the games, a party,
+consisting of Pericles, Plato, Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants,
+made preparations for departure.
+
+Having kissed the earth of Athens, and sacrificed to Hermes and Hecate,
+the protectors of travellers, they left the city at the Dipylon Gate,
+and entered the road leading to Eleusis. The country presented a
+cheerless aspect; for fields and vineyards once fruitful were desolated
+by ferocious war. But religious veneration had protected the altars, and
+their chaste simplicity breathed the spirit of peace; while the
+beautiful little rustic temples of Demeter, in commemoration of her
+wanderings in search of the lost Persephone, spoke an ideal language,
+soothing to the heart amid the visible traces of man's destructive
+passions.
+
+During the solemnization of the Olympic Games, the bitterest animosities
+were laid aside. The inhabitants of states carrying on a deadly war with
+each other, met in peace and friendship. Even Megara, with all her
+hatred to Athens, gave the travellers a cordial welcome. In every house
+they entered, bread, wine, and salt, were offered to Zeus Xinias, the
+patron of hospitality.
+
+A pleasant grove of cypress trees announced the vicinity of Corinth,
+famed for its magnificence and beauty. A foot-path from the grove led to
+a secluded spot, where water was spouted forth by a marble dolphin, at
+the foot of a brazen statue of Poseidon.
+
+The travellers descended from their chariots to rest under the shadow of
+the lofty plane trees, and refresh themselves with a draught from the
+fountain. The public road was thronged with people on their way to
+Olympia. Most of them drove with renewed eagerness to enter Corinth
+before the evening twilight; for nearly all travellers made it a point
+to visit the remarkable scenes in this splendid and voluptuous city, the
+Paris of the ancient world. A few were attracted by the cool murmuring
+of the waters, and turned aside to the fountain of Poseidon. Among these
+was Artaphernes the Persian, who greeted Pericles, and made known his
+friend Orsames, lately arrived from Ecbatana. The stranger said he had
+with him a parcel for Anaxagoras; and inquired whether any tidings of
+that philosopher had been lately received in Athens. Pericles informed
+them of the death of the good old man, and mentioned that his
+grand-daughter, accompanied by her husband and attendants, was then in a
+retired part of the grove. The Persian took from his chariot a roll of
+parchment and a small box, and placed them in the hands of Geta, to be
+conveyed to Philothea. The tears came to her eyes, when she discovered
+that it was a friendly epistle from Philæmon to his beloved old master.
+It appeared to have been written soon after he heard of his exile, and
+was accompanied by a gift of four minæ. His own situation was described
+as happy as it could be in a foreign land. His time was principally
+employed in instructing the sons of the wealthy satrap, Megabyzus; a
+situation which he owed to the friendly recommendation of Artaphernes.
+At the close, after many remarks concerning the politics of Athens, he
+expressed a wish to be informed of Eudora's fate, and an earnest hope
+that she was not beyond the reach of Philothea's influence.
+
+This letter awakened busy thoughts. The happy past and a cheerful future
+were opened to her mind, in all the distinctness of memory and the
+brightness of hope. At such moments, her heart yearned for the ready
+sympathy she had been wont to receive from Paralus. As she drew aside
+the curtains of the litter, and looked upon him in tranquil slumber, she
+thought of the wonderful gift of Tithonus, with an intense anxiety, to
+which her quiet spirit was usually a stranger. Affectionate
+recollections of Eudora, and the anticipated joy of meeting, mingled
+with this deeper tide of feeling, and increased her desire to arrive at
+the end of their journey. Pericles shared her anxiety, and admitted no
+delays but such as were necessary for the health of the invalid.
+
+From Corinth they passed into the pleasant valleys of Arcadia, encircled
+with verdant hills. Here nature reigned in simple beauty, unadorned by
+the magnificence of art. The rustic temples were generally composed of
+intertwined trees, in the recesses of which were placed wooden images of
+Pan, "the simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god." Here and there an aged
+man reposed in the shadow of some venerable oak; and the shepherds, as
+they tended their flocks, welcomed this brief interval of peace with
+the mingled music of reeds and flutes.
+
+Thence the travellers passed into the broad and goodly plains of Elis;
+protected from the spoiler by its sacred character, as the seat of the
+Olympic Games. In some places, troops of women might be seen in the
+distance, washing garments in the river Alpheus, and spreading them out
+to whiten in the sun. Fertility rewarded the labours of the husbandmen,
+and the smiling fields yielded pasturage to numerous horses, which
+Phoebus himself might have prized for strength, fleetness, and majestic
+beauty.
+
+Paralus passed through all these scenes entirely unconscious whether
+they were sad or cheerful. When he spoke, it was of things unrecognized
+by those of earthly mould; yet those who heard him found therein a
+strange and marvellous beauty, that seemed not altogether new to the
+soul, but was seen in a dim and pleasing light, like the recollections
+of infant years.
+
+The travellers stopped at a small town in the neighbourhood of Olympia,
+where Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants were to remain during the
+solemnization of the games. The place chosen for their retreat was the
+residence of Proclus and his wife Melissa; worthy, simple-hearted
+people, at whose house Phidias had died, and under whose protection he
+had placed Eudora.
+
+As the chariots approached the house, the loud barking of Hylax
+attracted the attention of Zoila, the merry little daughter of Proclus,
+who was playing in the fields with her brother Pterilaüs. The moment the
+children espied a sight so unusual in that secluded place, they ran
+with all speed to carry tidings to the household. Eudora was busy at the
+loom; but she went out to look upon the strangers, saying, as she did
+so, that they were doubtless travellers, who, in passing to the Olympic
+Games, had missed their way.
+
+Her heart beat tumultuously when she saw Hylax capering and fawning
+about a man who bore a strong resemblance to Geta. The next moment, she
+recognized Pericles and Plato speaking with a tall, majestic looking
+woman, closely veiled. She darted forward a few paces, in the eagerness
+of her joy; but checked herself when she perceived that the stranger
+lingered; for she said, in her heart, "If it were Philothea, she could
+not be so slow in coming to meet me."
+
+Thus she reasoned, not knowing that Philothea was the wife of Paralus,
+and that his enfeebled health required watchful care. In a few moments
+her doubts were dispelled, and the friends were locked in each others'
+arms.
+
+Proclus gave the travellers a hospitable reception, and cheerfully
+consented that Paralus and his attendants should remain with them.
+Pericles, having made all necessary arrangements for the beloved
+invalid, bade an early farewell, and proceeded with Plato to Olympia.
+
+When Geta and Milza had received a cordial welcome; and Hylax had
+somewhat abated his boisterous joy; and old Dione, with the tears in her
+eyes, had brought forward treasures of grapes and wine--Eudora eagerly
+sought a private interview with the friend of her childhood.
+
+"Dearest Philothea!" she exclaimed, "I thought you were still in Ionia;
+and I never expected to see you again; and now you have come, my heart
+is _so_ full"----
+
+Unable to finish the sentence, she threw herself on that bosom where she
+had ever found sympathy in all her trials, and sobbed like a child.
+
+"My beloved Eudora," said Philothea, "you still carry with you a heart
+easily kindled; affections that heave and blaze like a volcano."
+
+The maiden looked up affectionately, and smiled through her tears, as
+she said, "The love you kindled in infancy has burned none the less
+strongly because there was no one to cherish it. If the volcano now
+blazes, it only proves how faithfully it has carried the hidden fire in
+its bosom."
+
+She paused, and spoke more sadly, as she added, "There was, indeed, one
+brief period, when it was well-nigh smothered. Would to the gods, _that_
+might pass into oblivion! But it will not. After Phidias came to Elis,
+he made for Plato a small statue of Mnemosyne, that turned and looked
+upward to Heaven, while she held a half-opened scroll toward the earth.
+It was beautiful beyond description; but there was bitterness in my
+heart when I looked upon it; I thought Memory should be represented
+armed with the scourge of the Furies."
+
+"And did you not perceive," said Philothea, "that yourself had armed the
+benignant goddess with a scourge? Thus do the best gifts from the Divine
+Fountain become changed by the will of those who receive them. But,
+dearest Eudora, though your heart retains its fire, a change has passed
+over your countenance. The cares of this world have driven away the
+spirit of gladness, that came with you from your divine home. That
+smiling twin of Innocence is ever present and visible while we are
+unconscious of its existence; but when in darkness and sorrow the soul
+asks where it has gone, a hollow voice, like the sound of autumn winds,
+echoes, 'Gone!'"
+
+Eudora sighed, as she answered, "It is even so. But I know not where you
+could have learned it; for you have ever seemed to live in a region
+above darkness and storms. Earth has left no shadow on your countenance.
+It expresses the same transparent innocence, the same mild love. A light
+not of this world is gleaming there; and it has grown brighter and
+clearer since we parted. I could almost believe that you accompany Hera
+to the Fountain of Canathus, where it is said she every year bathes to
+restore her infant purity."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she playfully laid her hand on Eudora's mouth, and
+said, "Nay, Eudora, you forget that flattery produces effects very
+unlike the Fountain of Canathus. We have been gazing in each other's
+faces, as if we fondly hoped there to read the record of all that has
+passed since we were separated. Yet, very little of all that we have
+known and felt--of all that has gradually become a portion of our
+life--is inscribed there. Perhaps you already know that Anaxagoras fell
+asleep in Ionia. The good old man died in peace, as he had lived in
+love. If I mistake not, while I talked with Pericles, Milza informed you
+that I was the wife of Paralus?"
+
+"Yes, dearest Philothea; but not till she had first told me of her own
+marriage with Geta."
+
+Philothea smiled, as she replied, "I believe it is the only case in
+which that affectionate creature thinks of herself, before she thinks of
+me; but Geta is to her an object of more importance than all the world
+beside. When we were in Ionia, I often found her whispering magical
+words, while she turned the sieve and shears, to ascertain whether her
+lover were faithful to his vows. I could not find it in my heart to
+reprove her fond credulity;--for I believe this proneness to wander
+beyond the narrow limits of the visible world is a glimmering
+reminiscence of parentage divine; and though in Milza's untutored mind
+the mysterious impulse takes an inglorious form, I dare not deride what
+the wisest soul can neither banish nor comprehend."
+
+As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the curtain, which
+separated them from the room where Paralus reposed, watched by the
+faithful Geta. There was a tender solemnity in the expression of her
+countenance, whereby Eudora conjectured the nature of her thoughts.
+Speaking in a subdued voice, she asked whether Paralus would inquire for
+her, when he awoke.
+
+"He will look for me, and seem bewildered, as if something were lost,"
+replied Philothea. "Since I perceived this, I have been careful not to
+excite painful sensations by my absence. Geta will give me notice when
+slumber seems to be passing away."
+
+"And do you think Tithonus can restore him?" inquired Eudora.
+
+Philothea answered, "Fear is stronger than hope. I thought I perceived a
+healing influence in the perfect quiet and watchful love that surrounded
+him in Athens; and to these I would fain have trusted, had it been the
+will of Pericles. But, dearest Eudora, let us not speak on this subject.
+It seems to me like the sacred groves, into which nothing unconsecrated
+may enter."
+
+After a short pause, Eudora said. "Then I will tell you my own history.
+After we came to Elis, Phidias treated me with more tenderness and
+confidence than he had ever done. Perhaps he observed that my proud,
+impetuous character was chastened and subdued by affliction and
+repentance. Though we were in the habit of talking unreservedly, he
+never alluded to the foolish conduct that offended him so seriously. I
+felt grateful for this generous forbearance; and by degress I learned to
+fear him less and love him deeply."
+
+"We received some tidings of him when Plato came into Ionia," rejoined
+Philothea; "and we rejoiced to learn that he found in Elis a rich
+recompense for the shameful ingratitude of Athens."
+
+"It was a rich recompense, indeed," replied Eudora. "The people
+reverenced him as if he were something more than mortal. His statue
+stands in the sacred grove at Olympia, bearing the simple inscription;
+'Phidias, Son of Charmides, sculptor of the Gods.' At his death, the
+Elians bestowed gifts on all his servants; endowed me with the yearly
+revenues of a farm; and appointed his nephew Pandænus to the honourable
+office of preserving the statue of Olympian Zeus."
+
+"Did Phidias express no anxiety concerning your unprotected situation?"
+inquired Philothea.
+
+"It was his wish that I should marry Pandænus," answered Eudora; "but
+he urged the subject no farther, when he found that I regarded the
+marriage with aversion. On his death-bed he charged his nephew to
+protect and cherish me as a sister. He left me under the guardianship of
+Proclus, with strict injunctions that I should have perfect freedom in
+the choice of a husband. He felt no anxiety concerning my maintenance;
+for the Elians had promised that all persons connected with him should
+be liberally provided at the public expense; and I was universally
+considered as the adopted daughter of Phidias."
+
+"And what did Pandænus say to the wishes of his uncle?" asked
+Philothea.
+
+Eudora blushed slightly as she answered, "He tried to convince me that
+we should all be happier, if I would consent to the arrangement. I could
+not believe this; and Pandænus was too proud to repeat his
+solicitations to a reluctant listener. I seldom see him; but when there
+is opportunity to do me service, he is very kind."
+
+Her friend looked earnestly upon her, as if seeking to read her heart;
+and inquired, "Has no other one gained your affections? I had some fears
+that I should find you married."
+
+"And why did you fear?" said Eudora: "Other friends would consider it a
+joyful occasion."
+
+"But I feared, because I have ever cherished the hope that you would be
+the wife of Philæmon," rejoined her companion.
+
+The sensitive maiden sighed deeply, and turned away her head, as she
+said, with a tremulous voice, "I have little doubt that Philæmon has
+taken a Persian wife, before this time."
+
+Philothea made no reply; but searched for the epistle she had received
+at Corinth, and placed it in the hands of her friend. Eudora started,
+when she saw the well-known writing of Philæmon. But when she read the
+sentence wherein he expressed affectionate solicitude for her welfare,
+she threw her arms convulsively about Philothea's neck, exclaiming, "Oh,
+my beloved friend, what a blessed messenger you have ever been to this
+poor heart!"
+
+For some moments, her agitation was extreme; but that gentle influence,
+which had so often soothed her, gradually calmed her perturbed feelings;
+and they talked freely of the possibility of regaining Philæmon's love.
+
+As Eudora stood leaning on her shoulder, Philothea, struck with the
+contrast in their figures, said: "When you were in Athens, we called you
+the Zephyr; and surely you are thinner now than you were then. I fear
+your health suffers from the anxiety of your mind. "See!" continued she,
+turning towards the mirror--"See what a contrast there is between us!"
+
+"There should be a contrast," rejoined Eudora, smiling: "The pillars of
+agoras are always of lighter and less majestic proportions than the
+pillars of temples."
+
+As she spoke, Geta lifted the curtain, and Philothea instantly obeyed
+the signal. For a few moments after her departure, Eudora heard the low
+murmuring of voices, and then the sound of a cithara, whose tones she
+well remembered. The tune was familiar to her in happier days, and she
+listened to it with tears.
+
+Her meditations were suddenly disturbed by little Zoila, who came in
+with a jump and a bound, to show a robe full of flowers she had gathered
+for the beautiful Athenian lady. When she perceived that tears had
+fallen on the blossoms, she suddenly changed her merry tones, and with
+artless affection inquired, "What makes Dora cry?"
+
+"I wept for the husband of that beautiful Athenian lady, because he is
+very ill," replied the maiden.
+
+"See the flowers!" exclaimed Zoila. "It looks as if the dew was on it;
+but the tears will not make it grow again--will they?"
+
+Eudora involuntarily shuddered at the omen conveyed in her childish
+words; but gave permission to carry her offering to the Athenian lady,
+if she would promise to step very softly, and speak in whispers.
+Philothea received the flowers thankfully, and placed them in vases near
+her husband's couch; for she still fondly hoped to win back the
+wandering soul by the presence of things peaceful, pure, and beautiful.
+She caressed the innocent little one, and tried to induce her to remain
+a few minutes; but the child seemed uneasy, as if in the presence of
+something that inspired fear. She returned to Eudora with a very
+thoughtful countenance; and though she often gathered flowers for "the
+tall infant," as she called Paralus, she could never after be persuaded
+to enter his apartment.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XV.
+
+                  They in me breathed a voice
+  Divine; that I might know, with listening ears,
+  Things past and future; and enjoined me praise
+  The race of blessed ones, that live for aye.
+                                           HESIOD
+
+
+PHILOTHEA to PHILÆMON, greeting:
+
+The body of Anaxagoras has gone to the Place of Sleep. If it were not
+so, his hand would have written in reply to thy kind epistle. I was with
+him when he died, but knew not the hour he departed, for he sunk to rest
+like an infant.
+
+We lived in peaceful poverty in Ionia; sometimes straitened for the
+means whereby this poor existence is preserved, but ever cheerful in
+spirit.
+
+I drank daily from the ivory cup thou didst leave for me, with thy
+farewell to Athens; and the last lines traced by my grandfather's hand
+still remain on the tablet thou didst give him. They are preserved for
+thee, to be sent in to Persia, if thou dost not return to Greece, as I
+hope thou wilt.
+
+I am now the wife of Paralus; and Pericles has brought us into the
+neighbourhood of Olympia, seeking medical aid for my husband, not yet
+recovered from the effects of the plague. Pure and blameless, Paralus
+has ever been--with a mind richly endowed by the gods; and all this thou
+well knowest. Yet he is as one that dies while he lives; though not
+altogether as one unbeloved by divine beings. Wonderful are the accounts
+he brings of that far-off world, where his spirit wanders. Sometimes I
+listen with fear, till all philosophy seems dim, and I shrink from the
+mystery of our being. When they do not disturb him with earthly
+medicines, he is quiet and happy. Waking, he speaks of things clothed in
+heavenly splendour; and in his sleep, he smiles like a child whose
+dreams are pleasant. I think this blessing comes from the Divine, by
+reason of the innocence of his life.
+
+We abide at the house of Proclus, a kind, truth-telling man, whose wife,
+Melissa, is at once diligent and quiet--a rare combination of goodly
+virtues. These worthy people have been guardians of Eudora, since the
+death of Phidias; and with much affection, they speak of her gentleness,
+patience, and modest retirement. Melissa told me Aspasia had urgently
+invited her to Athens, but she refused, without even asking the advice
+of her guardian. Thou knowest her great gifts would have been worshipped
+by the Athenians, and that Eudora herself could not be ignorant of this.
+
+Sometimes a stream is polluted in the fountain, and its waters are
+tainted through all its wanderings; and sometimes the traveller throws
+into a pure rivulet some unclean thing, which floats awhile, and is then
+rejected from its bosom. Eudora is the pure rivulet. A foreign stain
+floated on the surface, but never mingled with its waters.
+
+Phidias wished her to marry his nephew; and Pandænus would fain have
+persuaded her to consent; but they forebore to urge it, when they saw it
+gave her pain. She is deeply thankful to her benefactor for allowing her
+a degree of freedom so seldom granted to Grecian maidens.
+
+The Elians, proud of their magnificent statue of Olympian Zeus, have
+paid extraordinary honours to the memory of the great sculptor, and
+provided amply for every member of his household. Eudora is industrious
+from choice, and gives liberally to the poor; particularly to orphans,
+who, like herself, have been brought into bondage by the violence of
+wicked men, or the chances of war. For some time past, she has felt all
+alone in the world;--a condition that marvellously helps to bring us
+into meekness and tenderness of spirit. When she read what thou didst
+write of her in thy epistle, she fell upon my neck and wept.
+
+I return to thee the four minæ. He to whose necessities thou wouldst
+have kindly administered, hath gone where gold and silver avail not.
+Many believe that they who die sleep forever; but this they could not,
+if they had listened to words I have heard from Paralus.
+
+Son of Chærilaüs, farewell. May blessings be around thee, wheresoever
+thou goest, and no evil shadow cross thy threshold.
+
+Written in Elis, this thirteenth day of the increasing moon, in the
+month Hecatombæon, and the close of the eighty-seventh Olympiad."
+
+Without naming her intention to Eudora, Philothea laid aside the scroll
+she had prepared, resolved to place it in the hands of Pericles, to be
+entrusted to the care of some Persian present at the games, which were
+to commence on the morrow.
+
+Before the hour of noon, Hylax gave notice of approaching strangers, who
+proved to be Pericles and Plato, attended by Tithonus. The young wife
+received them courteously, though a sudden sensation of dread ran
+through her veins with icy coldness. It was agreed that none but
+herself, Pericles, and Plato, should be present with Tithonus; and that
+profound silence should be observed. Preparation was made by offering
+solemn sacrifices to Phoebus, Hermes, Hecate, and Persephone; and
+Philothea inwardly prayed to that Divine Principle, revealed to her only
+by the monitions of his spirit in the stillness of her will.
+
+Tithonus stood behind the invalid, and remained perfectly quiet for many
+minutes. He then gently touched the back part of his head with a small
+wand, and leaning over him, whispered in his ear. An unpleasant change
+immediately passed over the countenance of Paralus; he endeavoured to
+place his hand on his head, and a cold shivering seized him. Philothea
+shuddered, and Pericles grew pale, as they watched these symptoms; but
+the silence remained unbroken. A second and a third time the Ethiopian
+touched him with his wand, and spoke in whispers. The expression of pain
+deepened; insomuch that his friends could not look upon him without
+anguish of heart. Finally his limbs straightened, and became perfectly
+rigid and motionless.
+
+Tithonus, perceiving the terror he had excited, said soothingly, "Oh,
+Athenians, be not afraid. I have never seen the soul withdrawn without a
+struggle with the body. Believe me, it will return. The words I
+whispered, were those I once heard from the lips of Plato: 'The human
+soul is guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest
+eyes, and wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is
+black, heavy and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.'
+
+"The second time, I whispered, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And the
+third time I said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no
+wings.' When life returns, Paralus will have remembrance of these
+words."
+
+"Oh, restore him! Restore him!" exclaimed Philothea, in tones of
+agonized entreaty.
+
+Tithonus answered with respectful tenderness, and again stood in
+profound silence several minutes, before he raised the wand. At the
+first touch, a feeble shivering gave indication of returning life. As it
+was repeated a second and a third time, with a brief interval between
+each movement, the countenance of the sufferer grew more dark and
+troubled, until it became fearful to look upon. But the heavy shadow
+gradually passed away, and a dreamy smile returned, like a gleam of
+sunshine after storms. The moment Philothea perceived an expression
+familiar to her heart, she knelt by the couch, seized the hand of
+Paralus, and bathed it with her tears.
+
+When the first gush of emotion had subsided, she said, in a soft, low
+voice, "Where have you been, dear Paralus?" The invalid answered: "A
+thick vapour enveloped me, as with a dark cloud; and a stunning noise
+pained my head with its violence. A voice said to me, 'The human soul is
+guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest eyes, and
+wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is black,
+heavy, and sleepy-eyed--ever prone to lie down upon the earth.' Then the
+darkness began to clear away. But there was strange confusion. All
+things seemed rapidly to interchange their colours and their forms--the
+sound of a storm was in mine ears--the elements and the stars seemed to
+crowd upon me--and my breath was taken away. Then I heard a voice,
+saying, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And I looked and saw the
+chariot and horses, of which the voice had spoken. The beautiful white
+horse gazed upward, and tossed his mane, and spread his wings
+impatiently; but the black horse slept upon the ground. The voice again
+said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no wings!' And
+suddenly the chariot ascended, and I saw the white horse on light fleecy
+clouds, in a far blue sky. Then I heard a pleasing, silent sound--as if
+dew-drops made music as they fell. I breathed freely, and my form seemed
+to expand itself with buoyant life. All at once, I was floating in the
+air, above a quiet lake, where reposed seven beautiful islands, full of
+the sound of harps; and Philothea slept at my side, with a garland on
+her head. I asked, 'Is this the divine home, whence I departed into the
+body?' And a voice above my head answered 'It is the divine home. Man
+never leaves it. He ceases to perceive.' Afterward, I looked downward,
+and saw my dead body lying on a couch. Then again there came strange
+confusion--and a painful clashing of sounds--and all things rushing
+together. But Philothea took my hand, and spoke to me in gentle tones,
+and the discord ceased."
+
+Plato had listened with intense interest. He stood apart with Tithonus,
+and they spoke together in low tones, for several minutes before they
+left the apartment. The philosopher was too deeply impressed to return
+to the festivities of Olympia. He hired an apartment at the dwelling of
+a poor shepherd, and during the following day remained in complete
+seclusion, without partaking of food.
+
+While Paralus revealed his vision, his father's soul was filled with
+reverence and fear, and he breathed with a continual consciousness of
+supernatural presence. When his feelings became somewhat composed, he
+leaned over the couch, and spoke a few affectionate words to his son;
+but the invalid turned away his head, as if disturbed by the presence of
+a stranger. The spirit of the strong man was moved, and he trembled like
+a leaf shaken by the wind. Unable to endure this disappointment of his
+excited hopes, he turned away hastily, and sought to conceal his grief
+in solitude.
+
+During the whole of the ensuing day, Paralus continued in a deep sleep.
+This was followed by silent cheerfulness, which, flowing as it did from
+a hidden source, had something solemn and impressive in its character.
+It was sad, yet pleasant, to see his look of utter desolation whenever
+he lost sight of Philothea; and the sudden gleam of joy that illumined
+his whole face the moment she re-appeared.
+
+The young wife sat by his side, hour after hour, with patient love;
+often cheering him with her soft, rich voice, or playing upon the lyre
+he had fashioned for her in happier days. She found a sweet reward in
+the assurance given by all his friends, that her presence had a healing
+power they had elsewhere sought in vain. She endeavoured to pour balm
+into the wounded heart of Pericles, and could she have seen him willing
+to wait the event with perfect resignation, her contentment would have
+been not unmingled with joy.
+
+She wept in secret when she heard him express a wish to have Paralus
+carried to the games, to try the effect of a sudden excitement; for
+there seemed to her something of cruelty in thus disturbing the
+tranquillity of one so gentle and so helpless. But the idea had been
+suggested by a learned physician of Chios, and Pericles seemed reluctant
+to return to Athens without trying this experiment also. Philothea found
+it more difficult to consent to the required sacrifice, because the laws
+of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved husband to
+Olympia; but she suppressed her feelings; and the painfulness of the
+struggle was never fully confessed, even to Eudora.
+
+While the invalid slept, he was carefully conveyed in a litter, and
+placed in the vicinity of the Hippodrome. He awoke in the midst of a
+gorgeous spectacle. Long lines of splendid chariots were ranged on
+either side of the barrier; the horses proudly pawed the ground, and
+neighed impatiently; the bright sun glanced on glittering armour; and
+the shouts of the charioteers were heard high above the busy hum of that
+vast multitude.
+
+Paralus instantly closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the glare; and an
+expression of painful bewilderment rested on his countenance.
+
+In the midst of the barrier stood an altar, on the top of which was a
+brazen eagle. When the lists were in readiness, the majestic bird arose
+and spread its wings, with a whirring noise, as a signal for the racers
+to begin. Then was heard the clattering of hoofs, and the rushing of
+wheels, as when armies meet in battle. A young Messenian was, for a
+time, foremost in the race; but his horse took fright at the altar of
+Taraxippus--his chariot was overthrown--and Alcibiades gained the prize.
+The vanquished youth uttered a loud and piercing shriek, as the horses
+passed over him; and Paralus fell senseless in his father's arms.
+
+It was never known whether this effect was produced by the presence of a
+multitude, by shrill and discordant sounds, or by returning
+recollection, too powerful for his enfeebled frame. He was tenderly
+carried from the crowd, and restoratives having been applied, in vain,
+the melancholy burden was slowly and carefully conveyed to her who so
+anxiously awaited his arrival.
+
+During his absence, Philothea had earnestly prayed for the preservation
+of a life so precious to her; and as the time of return drew near, she
+walked in the fields, accompanied by Eudora and Milza, eager to catch
+the first glimpse of his father's chariot. She read sad tidings in the
+gloomy countenance of Pericles, before she beheld the lifeless form of
+her husband.
+
+Cautiously and tenderly as the truth was revealed to her, she became
+dizzy and pale, with the suddenness of the shock. Pericles endeavoured
+to soothe her with all the sympathy of a parental love, mingled with
+deep feelings of contrition, that his restless anxiety had thus brought
+ruin into her paradise of peace: and Plato spoke gentle words of
+consolation; reminding her that every soul, which philosophized
+sincerely and loved beautiful forms, was restored to the full vigour of
+its wings, and soared to the blest condition from which it fell.
+
+They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no
+more. But as Philothea bent over him, she perceived a faint pulsation of
+the heart. Her pale features were flushed with joy, as she exclaimed,
+"He lives! He will speak to me again! Oh, I could die in peace,--if I
+might once more hear his voice, as I heard it in former years."
+
+She bathed his head with cool perfumed waters, and watched him with love
+that knew no weariness.
+
+Proclus and Telissa deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo;
+and fearing the god was angry for some unknown cause, they suspended
+branches of rhamn and laurel on the doors, to keep off evil demons.
+
+For three days and three nights, Paralus remained in complete oblivion.
+On the morning of the fourth, a pleasant change was observed in his
+countenance; and he sometimes smiled so sweetly, and so rationally, that
+his friends still dared to hope his health might be fully restored.
+
+At noon, he awoke; and looking at his wife with an expression full of
+tenderness, said: "Dearest Philothea, you are with me. I saw you no
+more, after the gate had closed. I believe it must have been a dream;
+but it was very distinct." He glanced around the room, as if his
+recollections were confused; but his eyes no longer retained the fixed
+and awful expression of one who walked in his sleep.
+
+Speaking slowly and thoughtfully, he continued: "It could not be a
+dream. I was in the temple of the most ancient god. The roof was of
+heaven's pure gold, which seemed to have a ligat within it, like the
+splendour of the sun. All around the temple were gardens full of bloom.
+I heard soft, mumuring sounds, like the cooing of doves; and I saw the
+immortal Oreades and the Naiades pouring water from golden urns.
+Anaxagoras stood beside me; and he said we were living in the age of
+innocence, when mortals could gaze on divine beings unveiled, and yet
+preserve their reason. They spoke another language than the Greeks; but
+we had no need to learn it; we seemed to breathe it in the air. The
+Oreades had music written on scrolls, in all the colours of the rainbow.
+When I asked the meaning of this, they showed me a triangle. At the top
+was crimson, at the right hand blue, and at the left hand yellow. And
+they said, 'Know ye not that all life is three-fold!' It was a dark
+saying; but I then thought I faintly comprehended what Pythagoras has
+written concerning the mysterious signification of One and Three. Many
+other things I saw and heard, but was forbidden to relate. The gate of
+the temple was an arch, supported by two figures with heavy drapery,
+eyes closed, and arms folded. They told me these were Sleep and Death.
+Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
+Beyond it, I saw you standing with outstretched arms, as if you sought
+to come to me, but could not. The air was filled with voices, that sung:
+
+  Come! join thy kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+  When Sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+I tried to meet you; but as I passed through the gate, a cold air blew
+upon me, and all beyond was in the glimmering darkness of twilight. I
+would have returned, but the gate had closed; and I heard behind me the
+sound of harps and of voices, singing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!"
+
+Philothea kissed his hand, and her face beamed with joy. She had
+earnestly desired some promise of their future union; and now she felt
+the prayer was answered.
+
+"Could it be a dream?" said Paralus: "Methinks I hear the music now."
+
+Philothea smiled affectionately, as she replied: "When sleep hath
+passed, thy dreams remain."
+
+As she gazed upon him, she observed that the supernatural expression of
+his eyes had changed; and that his countenence now wore its familiar,
+household smile. Still she feared to cherish the hope springing in her
+heart, until he looked toward the place where her attendant sat,
+motionless and silent, and said, "Milza, will you bring me the lyre?"
+
+The affectionate peasant looked earnestly at Philothea, and wept as she
+placed it in his hand.
+
+Making an effort to rise, he seemed surprised at his own weakness. They
+gently raised him, bolstered him with pillows, and told him he had long
+been ill.
+
+"I have not known it," he replied. "It seems to me I have returned from
+a far country."
+
+He touched the lyre, and easily recalled the tune which he said he had
+learned in the Land of Dreams. It was a wild, unearthly strain, with
+sounds of solemn gladness, that deeply affected Philothea's soul.
+
+Pericles had not visited his son since his return to perfect
+consciousness. When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of
+recognition, and said, "My father!"
+
+Milza had been sent to call the heart-stricken parent, and prepare him
+for some favourable change; but when he heard those welcome words, he
+dropped suddenly upon his knees, buried his face in the drapery of the
+couch, and his whole frame shook with emotion.
+
+The invalid continued: "They tell me I have been very ill, dear father;
+but it appears to me that I have only travelled. I have seen Anaxagoras
+often--Plato sometimes--and Philothea almost constantly; but I have
+never seen you, since I thought you were dying of the plague at Athens."
+
+Pericles replied, "You have indeed been ill, my son. You are to me as
+the dead restored to life. But you must be quiet now, and seek repose."
+
+For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained very
+wakeful. His eyes sparkled, and a feverish flush was on his cheek.
+Philothea took her cithara, and played his favourite tunes. This seemed
+to tranquilize him; and as the music grew more slow and plaintive, he
+became drowsy, and at length sunk into a gentle slumber.
+
+After more than two hours of deep repose, he was awakened by the merry
+shouts of little Zoila, who had run out to meet Plato, as he came from
+Olympia. Philothea feared, lest the shrill noise had given him pain;
+but he smiled; and said, "The voice of childhood is pleasant."
+
+He expressed a wish to see his favourite philosopher; and their kindred
+souls held long and sweet communion together. When Plato retired from
+the couch, he said to Philothea, "I have learned more from this dear
+wanderer, than philosophers or poets have ever written. I am confirmed
+in my belief that no impelling truth is ever learned in this world; but
+that all is received directly from the Divine Ideal, flowing into the
+soul of man when his reason is obedient and still."
+
+A basket of grapes, tastefully ornamented with flowers, was presented to
+the invalid; and in answer to his inquiries, he was informed that they
+were prepared by Eudora. He immediately desired that she might be
+called; and when she came, he received her with the most cordial
+affection. He alluded to past events with great clearness of memory, and
+asked his father several questions concerning the condition of Athens.
+When Philothea arranged his pillows and bathed his head, he pressed her
+hand affectionately, and said, "It almost seems as if you were my wife."
+
+Pericles, deeply affected, replied, "My dear son, she is your wife. She
+forgot all my pride, and consented to marry you, that she might become
+your nurse, when we all feared that you would be restored to us no
+more."
+
+Paralus looked up with a bright expression of gratitude, and said, "I
+thank you, father. This was very kind. Now you will be her father, when
+I am gone."
+
+Perceiving that Pericles and Eudora wept, he added: "Do not mourn
+because I am soon to depart. Why would ye detain my soul in this world?
+Its best pleasures are like the shallow gardens of Adonis, fresh and
+fair in the morning, and perishing at noon."
+
+He then repeated his last vision, and asked for the lyre, that they
+might hear the music he had learned from immortal voices.
+
+There was melancholy beauty in the sight of one so pale and thin,
+touching the lyre with an inspired countenance, and thus revealing to
+mortal ears the melodies of Heaven.
+
+One by one his friends withdrew; being tenderly solicitous that he
+should not become exhausted by interviews prolonged beyond his strength.
+He was left alone with Philothea; and many precious words were spoken,
+that sunk deep into her heart, never to be forgotten.
+
+But sleep departed from his eyes; and it soon became evident that the
+soul, in returning to its union with the body, brought with it a
+consciousness of corporeal suffering. This became more and more intense;
+and though he uttered no complaint, he said to those who asked him, that
+bodily pain seemed at times too powerful for endurance.
+
+Pericles had for several days remained under the same roof, to watch the
+progress of recovery; but at midnight, he was called to witness
+convulsive struggles, that indicated approaching death.
+
+During intervals of comparative ease, Paralus recognized his afflicted
+parent, and conjured him to think less of the fleeting honours of this
+world, which often eluded the grasp, and were always worthless in the
+possession.
+
+He held Philothea's hand continually, and often spoke to her in words of
+consolation. Immediately after an acute spasm of pain had subsided, he
+asked to be turned upon his right side, that he might see her face more
+distinctly. As she leaned over him, he smiled faintly, and imprinted a
+kiss upon her lips. He remained tranquil, with his eyes fixed upon hers;
+and a voice within impelled her to sing:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+He looked upward with a radiant expression, and feebly pressed her hand.
+Not long after, his eyelids closed, and sleep seemed to cover his
+features with her heavy veil.
+
+Suddenly his countenance shone with a strange and impressive beauty. The
+soul had departed to return to earth no more.
+
+In all his troubles, Pericles had never shed a tear; but now he rent the
+air with his groans, and sobbed, like a mother bereft of her child.
+
+Philothea, though deeply bowed down in spirit, was more composed: for
+she heard angelic voices singing:
+
+  When sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain--
+  What he hath brought, Death brings again.
+  Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVI.
+
+  Thus a poor father, helpless and undone,
+  Mourns o'er the ashes of an only son;
+  Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to burn,
+  And pour in tears, ere yet they close the urn.
+                                           HOMER
+
+
+Of the immense concourse collected together at Olympia, each one pursued
+his pleasure, or his interest, in the way best suited to his taste.
+Alcibiades was proud of giving a feast corresponding in magnificence to
+the chariots he had brought into the course. Crowds of parasites
+flattered him and the other victors, to receive invitations in return;
+while a generous few sympathized with the vanquished. Merchants were
+busy forming plans for profitable negociation, and statesmen were
+eagerly watching every symptom of jealousy between rival states and
+contending parties.
+
+One, amid that mass of human hearts, felt so little interest in all the
+world could offer, that she seemed already removed beyond its influence.
+Philothea had herself closed the eyes of her husband, and imprinted her
+last kiss upon his lips. Bathed in pure water, and perfumed with
+ointment, the lifeless form of Paralus lay wrapped in the robe he had
+been accustomed to wear. A wreath of parsley encircled his head, and
+flowers were strewn around him in profusion.
+
+In one hand was placed an obolus, to pay the ferryman that rowed him
+across the river of death; and in the other, a cake made of honey and
+flour, to appease the triple-headed dog, which guarded the entrance to
+the world of souls.
+
+The bereaved wife sat by his side, and occasionally renewed the
+garlands, with a quiet and serene expression, as if she still found
+happiness in being occupied for him who had given her his heart in the
+innocence and freshness of its childhood.
+
+The food prepared by Milza's active kindness was scarcely tasted; except
+when she observed the tears of her faithful attendant, and sought to
+soothe her feelings with characterestic tenderness.
+
+The event soon became universally known; for the hair of the deceased,
+consecrated to Persephone, and a vase of water at the threshold,
+proclaimed tidings of death within the dwelling.
+
+Many of the assembled multitude chose to remain until the funeral
+solemnities were past; some from personal affection for Paralus, others
+from respect to the son of Pericles.
+
+Plato sent two large vases, filled with wine and honey; Eudora provided
+ointments and perfumes; Alcibiades presented a white cloak, richly
+embroidered with silver; and the young men of Athens, present at the
+games, gave a silver urn, on which were sculptured weeping genii, with
+their torches turned downward.
+
+Enveloped in his glittering mantle, and covered with flowers, the form
+of Paralus remained until the third day. The procession, which was to
+attend the body to the funeral pile, formed at morning twilight; for
+such was the custom with regard to those who died in their youth.
+Philothea followed the bier, dressed in white, with a wreath of roses
+and myrtle around her head, and a garland about the waist. She chose
+this beautiful manner to express her joy that his pure spirit had passed
+into Elysium.
+
+At the door of the house, the nearest relatives addressed the inanimate
+form, so soon to be removed from the sight of mortals. In tones of
+anguish, almost amounting to despair, Pericles exclaimed: "Oh, my son!
+my son! Why didst thou leave us? Why wast thou, so richly gifted of the
+gods, to be taken from us in thy youth? Oh, my son, why was I left to
+mourn for thee?"
+
+Instead of the usual shrieks and lamentations of Grecian women,
+Philothea said, in sad, heart-moving accents: "Paralus, farewell!
+Husband of my youth, beloved of my heart, farewell!"
+
+Then the dead was carried out; and the procession moved forward, to the
+sound of many voices and many instruments, mingled in a loud and solemn
+dirge. The body of Paralus was reverently laid upon the funeral pile,
+with the garments he had been accustomed to wear; his lyre and Phrygian
+flute; and vases filled with oil and perfumes.
+
+Plentiful libations of wine, honey, and milk were poured upon the
+ground, and the mourners smote the earth with their feet, while they
+uttered supplications to Hermes, Hecate, and Pluto. Pericles applied the
+torch to the pile, first invoking the aid of Boreas and Zephyrus, that
+it might consume quickly. As the flames rose, the procession walked
+slowly three times around the pile, moving toward the left hand. The
+solemn dirge was resumed, and continued until the last flickering tongue
+of fire was extinguished with wine. Then those who had borne the silver
+urn in front of the hearse, approached. Pericles, with tender
+reverence, gathered the whitened bones, sprinkled them with wine and
+perfumes, placed them within the urn, and covered it with a purple pall,
+inwrought with gold; which Philothea's prophetic love had prepared for
+the occasion.
+
+The procession again moved forward, with torches turned downward; and
+the remains of Paralus were deposited in the Temple of Persephone, until
+his friends returned to Athens.
+
+In token of gratitude for kind attentions bestowed by the household of
+Proclus, Pericles invited his family to visit the far-famed wonders of
+the violet-crowned city; and the eager solicitations of young Pterilaüs
+induced the father to accept this invitation for himself and son. As an
+inhabitant of consecrated Elis, without wealth, and unknown to fame, it
+was deemed that he might return in safety, even after hostilities were
+renewed between the Peloponessian states. Eudora likewise obtained
+permission to accompany her friend; and her sad farewell was cheered by
+an indefinite hope that future times would restore her to that quiet
+home. The virtuous Melissa parted from them with many blessings and
+tears. Zoila was in an agony of childish sorrow; but she wiped her eyes
+with the corner of her robe, and listened, well pleased, to Eudora's
+parting promise of sending her a flock of marble sheep, with a painted
+wooden shepherd.
+
+The women travelled together in a chariot, in front of which reposed the
+silver urn, covered with its purple pall. Thus sadly did Philothea
+return through the same scenes she had lately traversed with hopes,
+which, in the light of memory, now seemed like positive enjoyment.
+Pericles indeed treated her with truly parental tenderness; and no
+soothing attention, that respect or affection could suggest, was omitted
+by her friends. But he, of whose mysterious existence her own seemed a
+necessary portion, had gone to return no more; and had it not been for
+the presence of Eudora, she would have felt that every bond of sympathy
+with this world of forms had ceased forever.
+
+At Corinth, the travellers again turned aside to the Fountain of
+Poseidon, that the curiosity of Pterilaüs might be satisfied with a view
+of the statues by which it was surrounded.
+
+"When we are in Athens, I will show you something more beautiful than
+these," said Pericles. "You shall see the Pallas Athenæ, carved by
+Phidias."
+
+"Men say it is not so grand as the statue of Zeus, that we have at
+Olympia," replied the boy.
+
+"Had you rather witness the sports of the gymnasia than the works of
+artists?" inquired Plato.
+
+The youth answered very promptly, "Ah, no indeed. I would rather gain
+one prize from the Choragus, than ten from the Gymnasiarch. Anniceris,
+the Cyrenæan, proudly displayed his skill in chariot-driving, by riding
+several times around the Academia, each time preserving the exact orbit
+of his wheels. The spectators applauded loudly; but Plato said, 'He who
+has bestowed such diligence to acquire trifling and useless things, must
+have neglected those that are truly admirable.' Of all sights in
+Athens, I most wish to see the philosophers; and none so much as Plato."
+
+The company smiled, and the philosopher answered, "I am Plato."
+
+"You told us that your name was Aristocles," returned Pterilaüs; "and we
+always called you so. Once I heard that Athenian lady call you Plato;
+and I could not understand why she did so."
+
+"I was named Aristocles for my grandfather," answered the philosopher;
+"and when I grew older, men called me Plato."
+
+"But you cannot be the Plato that I mean," said Pterilaüs; "for you
+carried my little sister Zoila on your shoulders--and played peep with
+her among the vines; and when I chased you through the fields, you ran
+so fast that I could not catch you." The philosopher smiled, as he
+replied, "Nevertheless, I am Plato; and they call me by that name,
+because my shoulders are broad enough to carry little children."
+
+The boy still insisted that he alluded to another Plato. "I mean the
+philosopher, who teaches in the groves of Academus," continued he. "I
+knew a freedman of his, who said he never allowed himself to be angry,
+or to speak in a loud voice. He never but once raised his hand to strike
+him; and that was because he had mischievously upset a poor old woman's
+basket of figs; feeling that he was in a passion, he suddenly checked
+himself, and stood perfectly still. A friend coming in asked him what he
+was doing; and the philosopher replied, 'I am punishing an angry man.'
+
+"Speusippus, his sister's son, was such a careless, indecent, and
+boisterous youth, that his parents could not control him. They sent him
+to his uncle Plato, who received him in a friendly manner, and forbore
+to reproach him. Only in his own example he was always modest and
+placid. This so excited the admiration of Speusippus, that a love of
+philosophy was kindled within him. Some of his relatives blamed Plato,
+because he did not chastise the impertinent youth; but he replied,
+'There is no reproof so severe as to show him, by the manner of my own
+life, the contrast between virtue and baseness.'--That is the Plato I
+want you to show me, when we are in Athens."
+
+Proclus, perceiving a universal smile, modestly added, by way of
+explanation: "My son means him whom men call the divine Plato. He
+greatly desires to see that philosopher, of whom it is said Socrates
+dreamed, when he first received him as his pupil. In his dream he saw a
+swan without wings, that came and sat upon his bosom; and soon after,
+its wings grew, and it flew high up in the air, with melodious notes,
+alluring all who heard it."
+
+Pericles laid his hand on the philosopher's shoulder, and smiling,
+answered, "My unbelieving friend, this is the teacher of Academus; this
+is the divine Plato; this is the soaring swan, whose melodious notes
+allure all that hear him."
+
+Proclus was covered with confusion, but still seemed half incredulous.
+"What would Melissa say," exclaimed he, "if she knew that her frolicsome
+little plaything, Zoila, had been rude enough to throw flowers at the
+divine Plato."
+
+"Nay, my friend," replied the disciple of Socrates,--what better could
+a philosopher desire, than to be pelted with roses by childhood?"
+
+Eudora looked up with an arch expression; and Philothea smiled as she
+said, "This is a new version of unknown Phoebus tending the flocks of
+Admetus."
+
+Pterilaüs seemed utterly confounded by a discovery so unexpected. It was
+long before he regained his usual freedom; and from time to time he was
+observed to fix a scrutinizing gaze on the countenance of Plato, as if
+seeking to read the mystery of his hidden greatness.
+
+As the travellers approached Athens, they were met by a numerous
+procession of magistrates, citizens, and young men bearing garlands,
+which they heaped on the urn in such profusion that it resembled a
+pyramid of flowers. They passed the chariots with their arms and ensigns
+of office all reversed; then turned and followed to the abode of
+Pericles, singing dirges as they went, and filling the air with the
+melancholy music of the Mysian flute.
+
+The amiable character of the deceased, his genius, the peculiar
+circumstances attending his death, and the accumulated afflictions of
+his illustrious parent, all combined to render it an impressive scene.
+Even the gay selfishness of Alcibiades was subdued into reverence, as he
+carefully took the urn from the chariot, and gave it to attendants, who
+placed it beside the household altar.
+
+Early the next morning, a procession again formed to convey the ashes of
+Paralus to the sepulchre of his fathers; called, in the beautiful
+language of the Greeks, a Place of Sleep.
+
+When the urn was again brought forth, Philothea's long golden hair
+covered it, like a mantle of sunbeams. During his life-time, these
+shining tresses had been peculiarly dear to him; and in token of her
+love, she placed them on his grave. Her white robe was changed for
+coarse black garments; and instead of flowery wreaths, a long black veil
+covered the beautiful head, from which its richest ornament had just
+been severed. She had rejoiced for his happy spirit, and now she mourned
+her own widowed lot.
+
+At the sepulchre, Pericles pronounced a funeral oration on the most
+gifted, and best-beloved of his children. In the evening, kindred and
+friends met at his house to partake a feast prepared for the occasion;
+and every guest had something to relate concerning the genius and the
+virtues of him who slept.
+
+A similar feast was prepared in the apartments of the women, where
+Philothea remained silent and composed; a circumstance that excited no
+small degree of wonder and remark, among those who measured affection by
+the vehemence of grief.
+
+As soon as all ceremonies were completed, she obtained leave to return
+to her early home, endeared by many happy scenes; and there, in the
+stillness of her own heart, she held communion with the dear departed.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVII.
+
+  There await me till I die; prepare
+  A mansion for me, as again with me
+  To dwell; for in thy tomb will I be laid,
+  In the same cedar, by thy side composed:
+  For e'en in death I will not be disjoined.
+                                   EURIPIDES
+
+
+It soon became evident that a great change had taken place in
+Philothea's health. Some attributed it to the atmosphere of Athens,
+still infected with the plague; others supposed it had its origin in the
+death of Paralus. The widowed one, far from cherishing her grief, made a
+strong effort to be cheerful; but her gentle smile, like moonlight in a
+painting, retained its sweetness when the life was gone. There was
+something in this perfect stillness of resignation more affecting than
+the utmost agony of sorrow. She complained of no illness, but grew
+thinner and thinner, like a cloud gradually floating away, and retaining
+its transparent beauty to the last. Eudora lavished the most
+affectionate attentions upon her friend, conscious that she was merely
+strewing flowers in her pathway to the tomb.
+
+A few weeks after their return to Athens, she said, "Dearest Eudora, do
+you remember the story of the nymph Erato, who implored the assistance
+of Areas, when the swelling torrent threatened to carry away the tree
+over which she presided, and on whose preservation her life depended?"
+
+"I remember it well," replied Eudora: "Dione told it to me when I was
+quite a child; and I could never after see a tree torn by the lightning,
+or carried away by the flood, or felled by the woodman, without a
+shrinking and shivering feeling, lest some gentle, fair-haired Dryad had
+perished with it."
+
+Philothea answered, "Thus was I affected, when my grandfather first read
+to me Hesiod's account of the Muses:
+
+         'Far round, the dusky earth
+  Rings with their hymning voices; and beneath
+  Their many-rustling feet a pleasant sound
+  Ariseth, as they take their onward way
+  To their own father's presence.'
+
+"I never after could hear the quivering of summer leaves, or the busy
+hum of insects, without thinking it was the echoed voices of those
+
+  'Thrice three sacred maids, whose minds are knit
+  In harmony; whose only thought is song.'
+
+"There is a deep and hidden reason why the heart loves to invest every
+hill, and stream, and tree, with a mysterious principle of life. All
+earthly forms are but the clothing of some divine ideal; and this truth
+we _feel_, though we _know_ it not. But when I spoke of Arcus and the
+Wood Nymph, I was thinking that Paralus had been the tree, on whose
+existence my own depended; and that now he was removed, I should not
+long remain."
+
+Eudora burst into a passionate flood of tears. "Oh, dearest Philothea,
+do not speak thus," she said. "I shall indeed be left alone in the
+world. Who will guide me, who will protect me, who will love me when you
+are gone?"
+
+Her friend endeavoured to calm these agitated feelings, by every
+soothing art her kindness could suggest.
+
+"I would rather suffer much in silence, than to give you unnecessary
+pain," she replied, affectionately: "but I ought not to conceal from you
+that I am about to follow my beloved husband. In a short time, I shall
+not have sufficient strength to impart all I have to say. You will find
+my clothing and jewels done up in parcels, bearing the names of those
+for whom they are intended. My dowry returns to Chrysippus, who gave it;
+but Pericles has kindly given permission that everything else should be
+disposed of according to my own wishes. Several of my grandfather's
+manuscripts, and a copy of Herodotus, which I transcribed while I was in
+Ionia, are my farewell gifts to him. When the silver tripod, which
+Paralus gained as a prize for the best tragedy exhibited during the
+Dionysia, is returned to his father's house, let them be placed within
+it. The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift,) and the ivory
+lyre bestowed by Aspasia, are placed in his trust for the youthful
+Pericles; together with all the books and garments that belonged to his
+departed brother. In token of gratitude for the parental care of Clinias
+and his wife, I have bestowed on them the rich tripod received from
+Heliodora. In addition to the trifling memorials I have already sent to
+Melissa, and her artless little Zoila, you will find others prepared for
+you to deliver, when restored to your peaceful home in Elis. To my
+faithful Milza I have given all the garments and household goods suited
+to her condition. My grandfather's books have been divided, as he
+requested, between Plato and Philæmon; the silver harp and the ivory
+tablet are likewise designed for them. Everything else belongs to you,
+dearest Eudora. Among many tokens of my affection, you will not value
+least the ivory cup lined with silver, which Philæmon gave me when he
+departed from Athens. The clasp, representing the Naiades binding Eros
+in garlands, will, I trust, be worn at your marriage with Philæmon."
+
+With tearful eyes, Eudora answered, "Oh, Philothea! in the days of my
+pride and gayety, I little knew what a treasure I threw from me, when I
+lost Philæmon's love. Had it not been for my own perverse folly, I
+should at this moment be his happy, honoured wife. The hope of his
+forgiveness is now the only gleam of sunshine in a world of gloom; but I
+hardly dare to cherish it."
+
+Philothea kissed her affectionately, and said, "Believe me, you will yet
+be united. Of this, there is an impression on my mind too strong to
+admit of doubt. If at times you are tempted to despond, remember these
+words were uttered by your friend, when she drew near the confines of
+another world: you will be united to Philæmon."
+
+As she spoke, Milza, who was occupied in the next apartment, sneezed
+aloud. The sound was at Eudora's right hand, and she received the
+auspicious omen with a sudden thrill of joy.
+
+Philothea observed her emotion with a gentle smile, and added: "When we
+were at Elis, I wrote an epistle to Philæmon, in which I spoke of you
+as my heart dictated; and Artaphernes found opportunity to send it
+directly into Persia."
+
+The maiden blushed deeply and painfully, as she replied, "Nay, my
+dearest friend--you know that I must appear contemptible in his eyes;
+and I would not have insulted him with the offer of a heart, which he
+has reason to believe is so capricious and ungrateful."
+
+"Trust me, I said nothing whereby your modesty might be wounded,"
+answered Philothea: "I wrote as I was moved; and I felt strong assurance
+that my words would waken a response in Philæmon's heart. But there is
+one subject, on which my mind is filled with foreboding. I hope you will
+leave Athens as soon as it is safe to return to Elis."
+
+"Do you then fear that I would again dance over a pit, because it was
+artfully covered with garlands?" said Eudora. "Believe me, I have been
+tried with too many sorrows, and too long been bowed under a load of
+shame, to be again endangered by such treacherous snares."
+
+Philothea looked upon her affectionately, as she replied: "You are good
+and pure; but you have ever been like a loving and graceful vine, ready
+to cling to its nearest support."
+
+"'Tis you have made me so," rejoined Eudora, kissing her pale cheek: "To
+you I have always applied for advice and instruction; and when you gave
+it, I felt confident and happy, as if led by the gods."
+
+"Then so much the more need that I should caution the weakness I have
+produced," responded Philothea. "Should Aspasia gain access to you, when
+I am gone, she will try to convince you that happiness consists not in
+the duties we perform, but in the distinction we acquire; that my hopes
+of Elysium are all founded on fable; that my beloved Paralus has
+returned to the elements of which he was composed; that he nourishes the
+plants, and forms some of the innumerable particles of the atmosphere.
+I have seen him in my dreams, as distinctly, as I ever saw him; and I
+believe the same power that enabled me to see him when these poor eyes
+were veiled in slumber, will restore him to my vision when they are
+closed in eternal sleep. Aspasia will tell you I have been a beautiful
+but idle dreamer all my life. If you listen to her syren tongue, the
+secret guiding voice will be heard no more. She will make evil appear
+good, and good evil, until your soul will walk in perpetual twilight,
+unable to perceive the real size and character of any object."
+
+"Never," exclaimed Eudora. "Never could she induce me to believe you an
+idle dreamer. Moreover, she will never again have opportunity to exert
+influence over me. The conversation I heard between her and Alcibiades
+is too well impressed upon my memory; and while that remains
+unforgotten, I shall shun them both, as I would shun a pestilence."
+
+Philothea answered: "I do indeed believe that no blandishments will now
+make you a willing victim. But I have a secret dread of the character
+and power of Alcibiades. It is his boast that he never relinquishes a
+pursuit. I have often heard Pericles speak of his childish obstinacy and
+perseverance. He was one day playing at dice with other boys, when a
+loaded wagon came near. In a commanding tone, he ordered the driver to
+stop; and finding his injunctions disregarded, he laid down before the
+horses' feet, and told him to go on if he dared. The same character
+remains with him now. He will incur any hazard for the triumph of his
+own will. From his youth, he has been a popular idol; a circumstance
+which has doubtless increased the requirements of his passions, without
+diminishing the stubbornness of his temper. Milza tells me he has
+already inquired of her concerning your present residence and future
+intentions. Obstacles will only increase his eagerness and multiply his
+artifices.
+
+"I have asked Clinias, whose dwelling is so closely connected with our
+own, to supply the place of your distant guardian, while you remain in
+Athens. In Pericles you might likewise trust, if he were not so fatally
+under the influence of Aspasia. Men think so lightly of these matters, I
+sometimes fear they might both regard the persecutions of Alcibiades too
+trivial for their interference. For these reasons I wish you to return
+to Elis as soon as possible when I am gone."
+
+Eudora's countenance kindled with indignation, as she listened to what
+Milza had told. In broken and contrite tones, she answered; "Philothea,
+whatever trials I may suffer, my former folly deserves them all. But
+rest assured, whenever it pleases the gods to remove your counsel and
+protection, I will not abide in Athens a single hour after it is
+possible to leave with safety."
+
+"I find consolation in that assurance," replied Philothea; "and I have
+strong belief that a divine shield will guard you from impending evil.
+And now I will go to my couch; for I am weary, and would fain be lulled
+with music."
+
+Eudora tenderly arranged the pillows, and played a succession of sweet
+and plaintive tunes, familiar to their childhood. Her friend listened
+with an expression of tranquil pleasure, slowly keeping time by the
+motion of her fingers, until she sunk into a peaceful sleep.
+
+After long and sweet repose, she awoke suddenly, and looking up with a
+beaming glance, exclaimed, "I shall follow him soon!"
+
+Eudora leaned over the couch, to inquire why she had spoken in such
+delighted accents.
+
+Philothea answered: "I dreamed that I sat upon a bank of violets, with
+Paralus by my side; and he wove a garland and placed it on my head.
+Suddenly, golden sounds seemed floating in the air, melting into each
+other with liquid melody. It was such a scene as Paralus often
+described, when his soul lived apart from the body, and only returned at
+intervals, to bring strange tidings of its wanderings. I turned to tell
+him so; and I saw that we were both clothed in garments that shone like
+woven sunbeams. Then voices above us began to sing:
+
+  'Come hither, kindred spirits, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!'
+
+"Even after I awoke, I seemed to hear the chorus distinctly. It sounded
+like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together,
+to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered
+brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent
+love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him."
+
+The maiden turned away to conceal her tears; for resignation to this
+bereavement seemed too hard a lesson for her suffering heart.
+
+For several weeks, there was no apparent change in Philothea's health or
+spirits. The same sad serenity remained--perpetually exciting the
+compassion it never seemed to ask. Each day the children of the
+neighbourhood brought their simple offering of flowers, with which she
+wove fresh garlands for the tomb of Paralus. When no longer able to
+visit the sepulchre herself, she intrusted them to the youthful
+Pericles, who reverently placed them on his brother's urn.
+
+The elder Pericles seemed to find peculiar solace in the conversation of
+his widowed daughter. Scarcely a day passed without an interview between
+them, and renewed indications of his affectionate solicitude.
+
+He came one day, attended by his son, on whom his desolated heart now
+bestowed a double portion of paternal love. They remained a long time,
+in earnest discourse; and when they departed, the boy was in tears.
+
+Philothea, with feeble steps, followed them to the portico, and gazed
+after them, as long as she could see a fold of their garments. As she
+turned to lean on Eudora's arm, she said, "It is the last time I shall
+ever see them. It is the last. I have felt a sister's love for that dear
+boy. His heart is young and innocent."
+
+For a few hours after, she continued to talk with unusual animation, and
+her eyes beamed with an expression of inspired earnestness. At her
+request, Geta and Milza were called; and the faithful servants listened
+with mournful gratitude to her parting words of advice and consolation.
+
+At evening twilight, Eudora gave her a bunch of flowers, sent by the
+youthful Pericles. She took them with a smile, and said, "How fragrant
+is their breath, and how beautiful their colours! I have heard that the
+Persians write their music in colours; and Paralus spoke the same
+concerning music in the spirit-world. Perchance there was heavenly
+melody written on this fair earth in the age of innocence; but mortals
+have now forgotten its language." Perceiving Eudora's thoughtful
+countenance, she said: "Is my gentle friend disturbed, lest infant
+nymphs closed their brief existence when these stems were broken?"
+
+"Nay;" replied Eudora: "My heart is sad; but not for the perished genii
+of the flowers."
+
+Philothea understood the import of her words; and pressing her hand
+affectionately, said, "Your love has been as balm to my lonely heart;
+and let that remembrance comfort you, when I go hence. Listen in
+stillness to the whispered warnings of your attendant spirit, and he
+will never leave you. I am weary; and would fain repose on your
+affectionate bosom."
+
+Eudora gently placed her head as she desired; and carefully supporting
+the precious burden, she began to sing, in low and soothing tones.
+
+After some time, the quiet and regular respiration of the breath
+announced that the invalid had fallen into tranquil slumber. Milza came,
+to ask if the lamps were wanted; but receiving a silent signal from
+Eudora, she crept noiselessly away.
+
+For more than an hour, there was perfect stillness, as the shades of
+evening deepened. All at once, the room was filled with soft, clear
+light! Eudora turned her head quickly, to discover whence it came; but
+could perceive no apparent cause for the sudden radiance.
+
+With an undefined feeling of awe, she looked in the countenance of her
+friend. It was motionless as marble; but never had she seen anything so
+beautiful, and so unearthly.
+
+As she gazed, doubting whether this could indeed be death, there was a
+sound of music in the air--distinct, yet blended, like the warbling of
+birds in the spring-time.
+
+It was the tune Paralus had learned from celestial harps; and even after
+the last note floated away, Eudora seemed to hear the well-remembered
+words:
+
+  Come hither, kindred spirit, come!
+  Hail to the mystic two in one!
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XVIII.
+
+  Take courage I no vain dream hast thou beheld,
+  But in thy sleep a truth.
+                                  HOMER.
+
+
+At the time of Philothea's death, Pandænus, the nephew of Phidias, was
+in Athens, intending soon to return to Elis, in company with an
+ambassador bound to Lacedæmon; and Eudora resolved to avail herself of
+this opportunity to follow the farewell advice of her friend. As the
+time for departure was near at hand, no change was made in household
+arrangements; and though the desolate maiden at times experienced
+sensations of extreme loneliness, the near vicinity of Clinias and
+Phoenarete left her no fears concerning adequate protection.
+
+This confidence seemed well grounded; yet not many days after the
+funeral solemnities, Eudora suddenly disappeared. She had gone out, as
+usual, to gather flowers for the tomb of the beloved sleeper; and not
+rinding sufficient variety in the garden, had wandered into a small
+field adjoining. Milza was the first to observe that her absence was
+unusually protracted. She mentioned her anxiety to Geta, who immediately
+went out in search of his young mistress; but soon returned, saying she
+was neither in the house of Clinias, nor in the neighbouring fields, nor
+at the Fountain of Callirhöe.
+
+The faithful attendants at once suspected treachery in Alcibiades. "I
+never rightly understood what was the difficulty, when Eudora was locked
+up in her chamber, and Lucos chained to the door," said Geta; "but from
+what I could hear, I know that Phidias was very angry with Alcibiades.
+Many a time I've heard him say that he would always have his own way,
+either by a straight course or a crooked one."
+
+"And my good old master used to say he had changed but little since he
+was a boy, when he made the wagoner turn back, by lying down in front of
+his horses," rejoined Milza: "I thought of that, when Alcibiades came
+and drank at the Fountain, while I was filling my urn. You remember I
+told you that he just tasted of the water, for a pretence, and then
+began to inquire where Eudora was, and whether she would remain in
+Athens."
+
+After some further consultation, it was deemed best for Milza to request
+a private interview with Phoenarete, during which she freely expressed
+her fears. The wife of Clinias, though connected by marriage with the
+house of Alcibiades, was far from resenting the imputation, or
+pretending that she considered it groundless. Her feelings were at once
+excited for the lonely orphan girl, whose beauty, vivacity, and
+gentleness, had won upon her heart; and she readily promised assistance
+in any plan for her relief, provided it met the approbation of her
+husband.
+
+There was in Salamis a large mansion built by Eurysaces, the ancestor of
+Alcibiades, by whom it had been lately purchased, and repaired for a
+summer residence. Report said that many a fair maiden had been decoyed
+within its walls, and retained a prisoner. This place was guarded by
+several powerful dogs, and vigilant servants were always stationed at
+the gates. Milza proposed to disguise herself as much as possible, and,
+with a basket on her head, go thither to offer fish for sale. Geta,
+being afraid to accompany her, hired an honest boatman to convey her to
+the island, and wait till she was ready to return to Athens.
+
+As she approached the walls of the mansion, the dogs began to growl, but
+were soon silenced by the porters. Without answering the indecent jibes,
+with which they greeted her ears as she passed along, the little
+fish-woman balanced her basket on her head, and began carelessly to sing
+some snatches of a hymn to Amphitrite. It was a tune of which Eudora was
+particularly fond; and often when Milza was humming it over her work,
+her soft and sonorous voice had been heard responding from the inner
+apartment.
+
+She had scarcely finished the first verse, ere the chorus was repeated
+by some one within the dwelling; and she recognized the half-suppressed
+growl of Hylax, as if his barking had been checked by some cautious
+hand. Afraid to attract attention by a prolonged stay, Milza passed
+along and entered the servants' apartment. Having sold a portion of her
+fish, and lingered as long as she dared in conversation with the cooks,
+she returned slowly in the same direction, singing as she went, and
+carefully observing everything around her. She was just beginning to
+fear the impossibility of obtaining any solution of her doubts, when she
+saw a leaf fluttering near the ground, as if its motions were impelled
+by some other cause than the wind. Approaching nearer, she perceived
+that it was let down from a grated opening in the wall above, by a
+small thread, with a little ball of wax attached to it for a weight. She
+examined the leaf, and discovered certain letters pricked upon it; and
+when the string was pulled gently, it immediately dropped upon her arm.
+At the same time, a voice, which she distinctly recognized as Eudora's,
+was heard singing:
+
+  On a rock, amid the roaring water,
+  Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.
+
+Milza had just begun to sing, "Bold Perseus comes," when she perceived a
+servant crossing the court, and deemed it prudent to retire in silence.
+She carefully preserved the leaf, and immediately after her return
+hastened to the apartment of Phoenarete, to obtain an explanation. That
+matron, like most Grecian women, was ignorant of her own written
+language. The leaf was accordingly placed in a vessel of water, to
+preserve its freshness until Clinias returned from the Prytaneum. He
+easily distinguished the name of Pandænus joined with his own; and
+having heard the particulars of the story, had no difficulty in
+understanding that Milza was directed to apply to them for assistance.
+He readily promised to intercede with his profligate kinsman, and
+immediately sent messengers in search of Pandænus.
+
+Geta awaited intelligence with extreme impatience. He was grateful for
+many an act of kindness from Eudora; and he could not forget that she
+had been the cherished favourite of his beloved and generous master.
+
+At night, Clinias returned from a conference with Alcibiades, in which
+the latter denied all knowledge of Eudora; and it seemed hazardous to
+institute legal inquiries into the conduct of a man so powerful and so
+popular, without further evidence than had yet been obtained. Pandænus
+could not be found. At the house where he usually resided, no
+information could be obtained, except that he went out on the preceding
+evening, and had not returned as usual.
+
+During that night, and part of the following day, the two faithful
+attendants remained in a state of melancholy indecision. At last, Geta
+said, "I will go once more in search of Pandænus; and if he has not yet
+returned, I have resolved what to do. To-day I saw one of the slaves of
+Artaphernes buying olives; and he said he must have the very best,
+because his master was to give a feast to-night. Among other guests, he
+spoke of Alcibiades; and he is one that is always sure to stay late at
+his wine. While he is feasting, I will go to Salamis. His steward often
+bought anchovies of me at Phalerum. He is a countryman of mine; and I
+know he is as avaricious as an Odomantian. I think money will bribe him
+to carry a message to Eudora, and to place a ladder near the outer wall
+for her escape. He is intrusted with all the keys, and can do it if he
+will. And if he can get gold enough by it, I believe he will trust
+Hermes to help him settle with his master, as he has done many a time
+before this. I will be in readiness at the Triton's Cove, and bring her
+back to Athens as fast as oars can fly."
+
+"Do so, dear Geta," replied Milza; "but disguise yourself from the other
+servants, and take with you the robe and veil that I wear to market.
+Then if Eudora could only walk a little more like a fish-woman, she
+might pass very well. But be sure you do not pay the steward till you
+have her at the boat's edge; for he that will play false games with his
+master, may do the same by you."
+
+Necessary arrangements were speedily made. Geta resolved to offer the
+earnings of his whole life as a bribe, rather than intrust the secret of
+his bold expedition to any of the household of Clinias; and Milza,
+fearful that their own store would not prove a sufficient temptation,
+brought forth a sum of money found in Eudora's apartment, together with
+a valuable necklace, which had been a birth-day present from Phidias.
+
+It was past midnight when three figures emerged from the shadow of the
+high wall surrounding the mansion of Alcibiades, and with cautious haste
+proceeded toward the cove. Before they could arrive at the beach, a
+large and gaily-trimmed boat was seen approaching the shore, from the
+direction of the Piræus. It was flaming with torches; and a band of
+musicians poured out upon the undulating waters a rich flood of melody,
+rendered more distinct and soft by the liquid element over which it
+floated. One of the fugitives immediately turned, and disappeared within
+the walls they had left; the other two concealed themselves in a thick
+grove, the darkness of which was deepened by the glare of torches along
+its borders. A man richly dressed, with several fillets on his head, and
+crowned with a garland of violets, ivy, and myrtle, stepped from the
+boat, supported by the arm of a slave. His countenance was flushed with
+wine, and as he reeled along, he sung aloud:
+
+  "Have I told you all my flames,
+  'Mong the amorous Syrian dames?
+  Have I numbered every one
+  Glowing under Egypt's sun!
+  Or the nymphs, who, blushing sweet,
+  Deck the shrine of Love in Crete--
+  Where the God, with festal play,
+  Holds eternal holiday?"
+
+"Castor and Polydeuces!" whispered Geta, "there goes Alcibiades. He has
+returned from his wine earlier than usual; but so blinded by the merry
+god, that he would not have known us, if we had faced the glare of his
+torches."
+
+"Oh, hasten! hasten!" said Eudora, weeping and trembling, as she spoke.
+"I beseech you do not let a moment be lost."
+
+As Alcibiades and his train disappeared, they left the grove, and
+hurried toward their boat; keeping as much as possible within the shadow
+of the trees. They reached the cove in safety, and Geta rowed with
+unwonted energy; but he was single-handed, and Salamis was many stadia
+from Athens. Long before he arrived at the place were he had been
+accustomed to land, they heard the sound of distant oars plied with
+furious rapidity.
+
+They landed, and with the utmost haste proceeded toward the city.
+Eudora, fearful of being overtaken, implored Geta to seek refuge behind
+the pillars of Poseidon's temple. Carefully concealing themselves in the
+dense shadow, they remained without speaking, and almost without
+breathing, until their pursuers had passed by. The moment these were out
+of hearing, they quitted their hiding-place, and walked swiftly along
+the Piræus. Intense fear imparted a degree of strength, which the
+maiden, under other circumstances, would have hardly deemed it possible
+to exert. She did not for a moment relax her speed, until they came
+within sight of the Areopagus, and heard noisy shouts, apparently not
+far distant. Eudora, sinking with fatigue and terror, entreated Geta not
+to attempt any approach to the house of Clinias, where her enemies would
+certainly be lying in wait for them. With uncertain steps they proceeded
+toward the great Gate of the Acropolis, until the helpless maiden,
+frightened at the approaching noise, stopped suddenly, and burst into a
+flood of tears.
+
+"There is one place of safety, if you have courage to try it," said
+Geta: "We are nearly under the Propylæa; and close beside us is the
+grotto of Creüsa. Few dare to enter it in the day-time, and no profane
+steps will venture to pass the threshold after nightfall; for it is said
+the gods often visit it, and fill it with strange sights and sounds.
+Shall we enter?"
+
+It was a windy night, and the clouds that occasionally passed over the
+face of the moon gave the earth a dreary aspect. The high wall under
+which they stood seemed to frown gloomily upon them, and the long flight
+of white marble steps, leading from the Propylæa, looked cold and
+cheerless beneath the fitful gleamings of the moon.
+
+Eudora hesitated, and looked timidly around; but as the sound of riotous
+voices came nearer, she seized Geta's arm, and exclaimed, in hurried
+accents, "The gods protect me! Let us enter."
+
+Within the grotto, all was total darkness. Having groped their way a
+short distance from the entrance, they found a large rock, on which
+they seated themselves. The voices approached nearer, and their
+discordant revelry had an awful sound amid the echoes of the grotto.
+These gradually died away in the distance, and were heard no more.
+
+When all was perfectly still, Eudora, in whispered accents, informed
+Geta that she had been seized, as she stooped to gather flowers within
+sight of her own dwelling. Two men suddenly started up from behind a
+wall, and one covered her mouth, while the other bound her hands. They
+made a signal to a third, who came with two attendants and a curtained
+chariot, in which she was immediately conveyed to a solitary place on
+the seashore, and thence to Salamis. Two men sat beside her, and held
+her fast, so as to prevent any possibility of communication with the few
+people passing at that early hour.
+
+Arrived at the place of destination, she was shut up in a large
+apartment, luxuriously furnished. Alcibiades soon visited her, with an
+affectation of the most scrupulous respect, urging the plea of ardent
+love as an excuse for his proceedings.
+
+Aware that she was completely in his power, she concealed her
+indignation and contempt, and allowed him to indulge the hope that her
+affections might be obtained, if she were entirely convinced of his wish
+to atone for the treachery and violence with which she had been treated.
+
+Milza's voice had been recognized the moment she began to sing; and she
+at once conjectured the object that led her thither. But when hour after
+hour passed without any tidings from Pandænus or Clinias, she was in a
+state of anxiety bordering on distraction; for she soon perceived
+sufficient indication that the smooth hypocrisy of Alcibiades was
+assumed but for a short period.
+
+She had already determined on an effort to bribe the servants, when the
+steward came stealthily to her room, and offered to convey her to the
+Triton's Cove, provided she would promise to double the sum already
+offered by Geta. To this she eagerly assented, without even inquiring
+the amount; and he, fearful of detection, scarcely allowed time to throw
+Milza's robe and veil over her own.
+
+Having thus far effected her escape, Eudora was extremely anxious that
+Pandænus and Clinias should be informed of her place of retreat, as soon
+as the morning dawned. When Geta told her that Pandænus had disappeared
+as suddenly as herself, and no one knew whither, she replied, "This,
+too, is the work of Alcibiades."
+
+Their whispered conversation was stopped by the barking of a dog, to
+which the echoes of the cavern gave a frightful appearance of nearness.
+Each instinctively touched the other's arm, as a signal for silence.
+When all was again quiet, Geta whispered, "It is well for us they were
+not witty enough to bring Hylax with them; for the poor fellow would
+certainly have betrayed us." This circumstance warned them of the danger
+of listeners, and few more words were spoken.
+
+The maiden, completely exhausted by the exertions she had made, laid her
+head on the shoulder of her attendant, and slept until the morning
+twilight became perceptible through the crevices of the rocks.
+
+At the first approach of day, she implored Geta to hasten to the house
+of Clinias, and ask his protection: for she feared to venture herself
+abroad, without the presence of some one whose rank and influence would
+be respected by Alcibiades.
+
+"Before I go," replied Geta, "let me find a secure hiding-place for you;
+for though I shall soon return, in the meantime those may enter whose
+presence may be dangerous."
+
+"You forget that this is a sacred place," rejoined Eudora, in tones that
+betrayed fear struggling with her confidence.
+
+"There are men, with whom nothing is sacred," answered Geta; "and many
+such are now in Athens."
+
+The cavern was deep, and wide. As they passed along, the dawning light
+indistinctly revealed statues of Phoebus and Pan, with altars of pure
+white marble. At the farthest extremity, stood a trophy of shields,
+helmets, and spears, placed there by Miltiades, in commemoration of his
+victory at Marathon. It was so formed as to be hollow in the centre, and
+Geta proposed that the timid maiden should creep in at the side, and
+stand upright. She did so, and it proved an effectual screen from head
+to foot. Having taken this prudent precaution, the faithful attendant
+departed, with a promise to return as soon as possible. But hour after
+hour elapsed, and he came not. As Eudora peeped through the chinks of
+the trophy, she perceived from the entrance of the cave glowing streaks
+of light, that indicated approaching noon. Yet all remained still, save
+the echoed din of noises in the city; and no one came to her relief.
+
+Not long after the sun had begun to decline from its meridian, two men
+entered, whom she recognized as among the individuals that had seized
+and conveyed her to Salamis. As they looked carefully all around the
+cave, Eudora held her breath, and her heart throbbed violently.
+Perceiving no one, they knelt for a moment before the altars, and
+hastily retreated, with indications of fear; for the accusations of
+guilty minds were added to the usual terrors of this subterranean abode
+of the gods.
+
+The day was fading into twilight, when a feeble old man came, with a
+garland on his head, and invoked the blessing of Phoebus. He was
+accompanied by a boy, who laid his offering of flowers and fruit on the
+altar of Pan, with an expression of countenance that showed how much he
+was alarmed by the presence of that fear-inspiring deity.
+
+After they had withdrawn, no other footsteps approached the sacred
+place. Anxiety of mind, and bodily weariness, more than once tempted
+Eudora to go out and mingle with the throng continually passing through
+the city. But the idea that Geta might arrive, and be perplexed by her
+absence, combined with the fear of lurking spies, kept her motionless,
+until the obscurity of the grotto gave indication that the shadows of
+twilight were deepening.
+
+During the day, she had observed near the trophy a heap of withered
+laurel branches and wreaths, with which the altar and statue of Phoebus
+had been at various times adorned. Overcome with fatigue, and desirous
+to change a position, which from its uniformity had become extremely
+painful, she resolved to lie down upon the rugged rock, with the sacred
+garlands for a pillow. She shuddered to remember the lizards and other
+reptiles she had seen crawling, through the day; but the universal fear
+of entering Creüsa's grotto after nightfall, promised safety from human
+intrusion; and the desolate maiden laid herself down to repose, in such
+a state of mind that she would have welcomed a poisonous reptile, if it
+brought the slumbers of death. It seemed to her that she was utterly
+solitary and friendless; persecuted by men, and forsaken by the gods.
+
+By degrees, all sounds died away, save the melancholy hooting of owls,
+mingled occasionally with the distant barking and howling of dogs.
+Alone, in stillness and total darkness, memory revealed herself with
+wonderful power. The scenes of her childhood; the chamber in which she
+had slept; figures she had embroidered and forgotten; tunes that had
+been silent for years; thoughts and feelings long buried; Philæmon's
+smile; the serene countenance of Philothea; the death-bed of Phidias;
+and a thousand other images of the past, came before her with all the
+vividness of present reality. Exhausted in mind and body, she could not
+long endure this tide of recollection. Covering her face with her hands,
+she sobbed convulsively, as she murmured, "Oh, Philothea! why didst thou
+leave me? My guide, my only friend! oh, where art thou!"
+
+A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply. Eudora
+raised her head to listen--and lo! the whole grotto was filled with
+light; so brilliant that every feather in the arrow of Phoebus might be
+counted, and the gilded horns and star of Pan were radiant as the sun.
+
+Her first thought was that she had slept until noon. She rubbed her
+eyes, and glanced at the pedestal of a statue, on which she distinctly
+read the inscription: "Here Miltiades placed me, Pan, the goat-footed
+god of Arcadia, who warred with the Athenians against the Medes."
+
+Frightened at the possibility of having overslept herself, she started
+up, and was about to seek the shelter of the trophy, when Paralus and
+Philothea stood before her! They were clothed in bright garments, with
+garlands on their heads. His arm was about her waist, and hers rested on
+his shoulder. There was a holy beauty in their smile, from which a
+protecting influence seemed to emanate, that banished mortal fear.
+
+In sweet, low tones, they both said, as if with one voice, "Seek
+Artaphernes, the Persian."
+
+"Dearest Philothea, I scarcely know his countenance," replied the
+maiden.
+
+Again the bright vision repeated, "Seek Artaphernes, nothing doubting."
+
+The sounds ceased; the light began to fade; it grew more and more dim,
+till all was total darkness. For a long time, Eudora remained intensely
+wakeful, but inspired with a new feeling of confidence and hope, that
+rendered her oblivious of all earthly cares. Whence it came, she neither
+knew nor asked; for such states preclude all inquiry concerning their
+own nature and origin.
+
+After awhile, she fell into a tranquil slumber, in which she dreamed of
+torrents crossed in safety, and of rugged, thorny paths, that ended in
+blooming gardens. She was awakened by the sound of a troubled, timid
+voice, saying, "Eudora! Eudora!"
+
+She listened a moment, and answered, "Is it you, Milza?"
+
+"Oh, blessed be the sound of your voice," replied the peasant. "Where
+are you? Let me take your hand; for I am afraid in this awful place."
+
+"Don't be frightened, my good Milza. I have had joyful visions here,"
+rejoined the maiden. She reached out her arms as she spoke, and
+perceived that her companion trembled exceedingly. "May the gods protect
+us!" whispered she; "but it is a fearful thing to come here in the
+night-time. All the gold of Croesus would not have tempted me, if Geta
+had not charged me to do it, to save you from starving."
+
+"You are indeed kind friends," said Eudora; "and the only ones I have
+left in this world. If ever I get safely back to Elis, you shall be to
+me as brother and sister."
+
+"Ah, dear lady," replied the peasant, "you have ever been a good friend
+to us;--and there is one that sleeps, who never spoke an ungentle word
+to any of us. When her strength was almost gone, she bade me love
+Eudora, even as I had loved her; and the gods know that for her sake
+Milza would have died. Phoebus protect me, but this is an awful place to
+speak of those who sleep. It must be near the dawn; but it is fearfully
+dark here. Where is your hand? I have brought some bread and figs, and
+this little arabyllus of water mixed with Lesbian wine. Eat; for you
+must be almost famished."
+
+Eudora took the refreshment, but ere she tasted it, inquired, "Why did
+not Geta come, as he promised?" Milza began to weep.
+
+"Has evil befallen him?" said Eudora, in tones of alarm.
+
+The afflicted wife sobbed out, "Poor Geta! Poor, dear Geta! I dreaded to
+come into this cavern; but then I thought if I died, it would be well,
+if we could but die together."
+
+"Do tell me what has happened," said Eudora: "Am I doomed to bring
+trouble upon all who love me? Tell me, I entreat you."
+
+Milza, weeping as she spoke, then proceeded to say that Alcibiades had
+discovered Eudora's escape immediately after his return from the feast
+of Artaphernes. He was in a perfect storm of passion, and threatened
+every one of the servants with severe punishment, to extort confession.
+The steward received a few keen lashes, notwithstanding his
+protestations of innocence. But he threatened to appeal to the
+magistrates for another master; and Alcibiades, unwilling to lose the
+services of this bold and artful slave, restrained his anger, even when
+it was at its greatest height.
+
+To appease his master's displeasure, the treacherous fellow acknowledged
+that Geta had been seen near the walls, and that his boat had been lying
+at the Triton's Cove.
+
+In consequence of this information, men were instantly ordered in
+pursuit, with orders to lie in wait for the fugitives, if they could not
+be overtaken before morning. When Geta left Creüsa's Grotto, he was
+seized before he reached the house of Clinias.
+
+Milza knew nothing of these proceedings, but had remained anxiously
+waiting till the day was half spent. Then she learned that Alcibiades
+had claimed Eudora and Geta as his slaves, by virtue of a debt due to
+him from Phidias, for a large quantity of ivory; and notwithstanding the
+efforts of Clinias in their favour, the Court of Forty Four, in the
+borough of Alcibiades, decided that he had a right to retain them, until
+the debt was paid, or until the heir appeared to show cause why it
+should not be paid. "The gods have blessed Clinias with abundant
+wealth," said Eudora; "Did he offer nothing to save the innocent?"
+
+"Dear lady," replied Milza, "Alcibiades demands such an immense sum for
+the ivory, that he says he might as well undertake to build the wall of
+Hipparchus, as to pay it. But I have not told you the most cruel part of
+the story. Geta has been tied to a ladder, and shockingly whipped, to
+make him tell where you were concealed. He said he would not do it, if
+he died. I believe they had the will to kill him; but one of the young
+slaves, whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted, was resolved to make
+complaint to the magistrates, and demand another master. She helped Geta
+to escape: they have both taken refuge in the Temple of Theseus. Geta
+dared trust no one but me to carry a message to Clinias. I told him he
+supped with Pericles to-night; and he would not suffer me to go there,
+lest Alcibiades should be among the guests."
+
+"I am glad he gave you that advice," said Eudora; "for though Pericles
+might be willing to serve me, for Philothea's sake, I fear if he once
+learned the secret, it would soon be in Aspasia's keeping."
+
+"And that would be all the same as telling Alcibiades himself," rejoined
+Milza. "But I must tell you that I did not know of poor Geta's
+sufferings until many hours after they happened. Since he went to
+Salamis in search of you, I have not seen him until late this evening.
+He is afraid to leave the altar, lest he should fall into the hands of
+his enemies; and that is the reason he sent me to bring you food. He
+expects to be a slave again; but having been abused by Alcibiades, he
+claims the privilege of the law to be transferred to another master."
+
+Eudora wept bitterly, to think she had no power to rescue her faithful
+attendant from a condition he dreaded worse than death.
+
+Milza endeavoured, in her own artless way, to soothe the distress her
+words had excited. "In all Geta's troubles, he thinks more of you than
+he does of himself," said she. "He bade me convey you to the house of a
+wise woman from Thessalia, who lives near the Sacred Gate; for he says
+she can tell us what it is best to do. She has learned of magicians in
+foreign lands. They say she can compound potions that will turn hatred
+into love; and that the power of her enchantments is so great, she can
+draw the moon down from the sky."
+
+"Nevertheless, I shall not seek her counsel," replied the maiden; "for I
+have heard a better oracle."
+
+When she had given an account of the vision in the cave, the peasant
+asked, in a low and trembling voice, "Did it not make you afraid?"
+
+"Not in the least," answered Eudora; "and therefore I am doubtful
+whether it were a vision or a dream. I spoke to Philothea just as I used
+to do; without remembering that she had died. She left me more composed
+and happy than I have been for many days. Even if it were a vision, I
+do not marvel that the spirit of one so pure and peaceful should be less
+terrific than the ghost of Medea or Clytemnestra."
+
+"And the light shone all at once!" exclaimed Milza, eagerly. "Trust to
+it, dear lady--trust to it. A sudden brightness hath ever been a happy
+omen."
+
+Two baskets, filled with Copaic eels and anchovies, had been deposited
+near the mouth of the cavern; and with the first blush of morning, the
+fugitives offered prayers to Phoebus and Pan, and went forth with the
+baskets on their heads, as if they sought the market. Eudora, in her
+haste, would have stepped across the springs that bubbled from the
+rocks; but Milza held her back, saying, "Did you never hear that these
+brooks are Creüsa's tears? When the unhappy daughter of Erectheus left
+her infant in this cave to perish, she wept as she departed; and
+Phoebus, her immortal lover, changed her tears to rills. For this
+reason, the water has ever been salt to the taste. It is a bad omen to
+wet the foot in these springs."
+
+Thus warned, Eudora turned aside, and took a more circuitous path.
+
+It happened, fortunately, that the residence of Artaphernes stood behind
+the temple of Asclepius, at a short distance from Creüsa's Grotto; and
+they felt assured that no one would think of searching for them within
+the dwelling of the Persian stranger. They arrived at the gate without
+question or hindrance; but found it fastened. To their anxious minds,
+the time they were obliged to wait seemed like an age; but at last the
+gate was opened, and they preferred a humble request to see
+Artaphernes. Eudora, being weary of her load, stooped to place the
+basket of fish on a bench, and her veil accidentally dropped. The porter
+touched her under the chin, and said, with a rude laugh, "Do you
+suppose, my pretty dolphin, that Artaphernes buys his own dinner?"
+
+Eudora's eyes flashed fire at this familiarity; but checking her natural
+impetuosity, she replied, "It was not concerning the fish that I wished
+to speak to your master. We have business of importance."
+
+The servant gave a significant glance, more insulting than his former
+freedom. "Oh, yes, business of importance, no doubt," said he; "but do
+you suppose, my little Nereid, that the servant of the Great King is
+himself a vender of fish, that he should leave his couch at an hour so
+early as this?"
+
+Eudora slipped a ring from her finger, and putting it in his hand, said,
+in a confidential tone, "I am not a fish-woman. I am here in disguise. Go
+to your master, and conjure him, if he ever had a daughter that he
+loved, to hear the petition of an orphan, who is in great distress."
+
+The man's deportment immediately changed; and as he walked away, he
+muttered to himself, "She don't look nor speak like one brought up at
+the gates; that's certain."
+
+Eudora and Milza remained in the court for a long time, but with far
+less impatience than they had waited at the gate. At length the servant
+returned, saying his master was now ready to see them. Eudora followed,
+in extreme agitation, with her veil folded closely about her; and when
+they were ushered into the presence of Artaphernes, the embarrassment
+of her situation deprived her of the power of utterance. With much
+kindness of voice and manner, the venerable stranger said: "My servant
+told me that one of you was an orphan, and had somewhat to ask of me."
+
+Eudora replied: "O Persian stranger, I am indeed a lonely orphan, in the
+power of mine enemies; and I have been warned by a vision to come hither
+for assistance."
+
+Something in her words, or voice, seemed to excite surprise, mingled
+with deeper feelings; and the old man's countenance grew more troubled,
+as she continued: "Perhaps you may recollect a maiden that sung at
+Aspasia's house, to whom you afterwards sent a veil of shining texture?"
+
+"Ah, yes," he replied, with a deep sigh: "I do recollect it. They told
+me she was Eudora, the daughter of Phidias."
+
+"I am Eudora, the adopted daughter of Phidias," rejoined the maiden. "My
+benefactor is dead, and I am friendless."
+
+"Who were your parents?" inquired the Persian.
+
+"I never knew them," she replied. "I was stolen from the Ionian coast by
+Greek pirates. I was a mere infant when Phidias bought me."
+
+In a voice almost suffocated with emotion, Artaphernes asked, "Were you
+_then_ named Eudora?"
+
+The maiden's heart began to flutter with a new and strange hope, as she
+replied, "No one knew my name. In my childish prattle, I called myself
+Baby Minta."
+
+The old man started from his seat--his colour went and came--and every
+joint trembled. He seemed to make a strong effort to check some sudden
+impulse. After collecting himself for a moment, he said, "Maiden, you
+have the voice of one I dearly loved; and it has stirred the deepest
+fountains of my heart. I pray you, let me see your countenance."
+
+As Eudora threw off the veil, her long glossy hair fell profusely over
+her neck and shoulders, and her beautiful face was flushed with eager
+expectation.
+
+The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her
+to his bosom. The tears fell fast, as he exclaimed, "Artaminta! My
+daughter! My daughter! Image of thy blessed mother! I have sought for
+thee throughout the world, and at last I believed thee dead. My only
+child! My long-lost, my precious one! May the blessing of Oromasdes be
+upon thee."
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XIX.
+
+  Whate'er thou givest, generous let it be.
+                              EURIPIDES
+
+
+When it was rumoured that Artaphernes had ransomed Eudora and Geta, by
+offering the entire sum demanded for the ivory, many a jest circulated
+in the agoras, at the expense of the old man who had given such an
+enormous price for a handsome slave; but when it became known, that he
+had, in some wonderful and mysterious manner, discovered a long-lost
+daughter, the tide of public feeling was changed.
+
+Alcibiades at once remitted his claim, which in fact never had any
+foundation in justice; he having accepted two statues in payment for the
+ivory, previous to the death of Phidias. He likewise formally asked
+Eudora in marriage; humbly apologizing for the outrage he had committed,
+and urging the vehemence of his love as an extenuation of the fault.
+
+Artaphernes had power to dispose of his daughter without even making any
+inquiry concerning the state of her affections; but the circumstances of
+his past life induced him to forbear the exercise of his power.
+
+"My dear child," said he, "it was my own misfortune to suffer by an
+ill-assorted marriage. In early youth, my parents united me with
+Artaynta, a Persian lady, whose affections had been secretly bestowed
+upon a near kinsman. Her parents knew of this fact, but mine were
+ignorant of it. It ended in wretchedness and disgrace. To avoid the
+awful consequences of guilt, she and her lover eloped to some distant
+land, where I never attempted to follow them.
+
+Some time after, the Great King was graciously pleased to appoint me
+Governor of the sea-coast in Asia Minor. I removed to Ephesus, where I
+saw and loved your blessed mother, the beautiful Antiope, daughter of
+Diophanes, priest of Zeus. I saw her accidentally at a fountain, and
+watched her unobserved, while she bathed the feet of her little sister.
+Though younger than myself, she reciprocated the love she had inspired.
+Her father consented to our union; and for a few years I enjoyed as
+great happiness as Oromasdes ever bestows on mortals. You were our only
+child; named Artaminta, in remembrance of my mother. You were scarcely
+two years old, when you and your nurse suddenly disappeared. As several
+other women and children were lost at the same time, we supposed that
+you were stolen by pirates. All efforts to ascertain your fate proved
+utterly fruitless. As moon after moon passed away, bringing no tidings
+of our lost treasure, Antiope grew more and more hopeless. She was a
+gentle, tender-hearted being, that complained little and suffered much.
+At last, she died broken-hearted."
+
+After remaining in silent thoughtfulness for a few moments, he added:
+"Of my two sons by Artaynta, one died in childhood; the other was killed
+in battle, before I came to Athens. I had never ceased my exertions to
+discover you; but after I became childless, it was the cherished object
+of existence. Some information received from Phoenician sailors led to
+the conclusion that I owed my misfortune to Greek pirates; and when the
+Great King informed me that he had need of services in Athens, I
+cherfully undertook the mission."
+
+"Having suffered severely in my own marriage, I would not willingly
+endanger your happiness by any unreasonable exercise of parental
+authority. Alcibiades is handsome, rich, and of high rank. How do you
+regard his proposal of marriage?"
+
+The colour mounted high in Eudora's cheek, and she answered hastily, "As
+easily could I consent to be the wife of Tereus, after his brutal
+outrage on the helpless Philomela. I have nothing but contempt to bestow
+on the man who persecuted me when I was friendless, and flatters me when
+I have wealthy friends."
+
+Artaphernes replied, "I knew not how far you might consider violent love
+an excuse for base proceedings; but I rejoice to see that you have pride
+becoming your noble birth. For another reason, it gives me happiness to
+find you ill-disposed toward this match; for duty will soon call me to
+Persia, and having just recovered you in a manner so miraculous, it
+would be a grievous sacrifice to relinquish you so soon. But am I so
+fortunate as to find you willing to return with me? Are there no strong
+ties that bind your heart to Athens?"
+
+Perceiving that Eudora blushed deeply, he added, in an inquiring tone,
+"Clinias told me to-day, that Phidias wished to unite you with that
+gifted artist, his nephew Pandænus?"
+
+The maiden replied, "I have many reasons to be grateful to Pandænus;
+and it was painful to refuse compliance with the wishes of my
+benefactor; but if Phidias had commanded me to obey him in this
+instance, my happiness would have been sacrificed. Of all countries in
+the world, there is none I so much wish to visit as Persia. Of that you
+may rest assured, my father."
+
+The old man looked upon her affectionately, and his eyes filled with
+tears, as he exclaimed, "Oromasdes be praised, that I am once more
+permitted to hear that welcome sound! No music is so pleasant to my ears
+as that word--father. Zoroaster tells us that children are a bridge
+joining this earth to a heavenly paradise, filled with fresh springs and
+blooming gardens. Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices
+call him father! But, my daughter, why is it that the commands of
+Phidias would have made you unhappy? Speak frankly, Artaminta; lest
+hereafter there should be occasion to mourn that we misunderstood each
+other."
+
+Eudora then told all the particulars of her attachment to Philæmon, and
+her brief infatuation with regard to Alcibiades. Artaphernes evinced no
+displeasure at the disclosure; but spoke of Philæmon with great respect
+and affection. He dwelt earnestly upon the mischievous effects of such
+free customs as Aspasia sought to introduce, and warmly eulogized the
+strictness and complete seclusion of Persian education. When Eudora
+expressed fears that she might never be able to regain Philæmon's love,
+he gazed on her beautiful countenance with fond admiration, and smiled
+incredulously as he turned away.
+
+The proposal of Alcibiades was civilly declined; the promised sum paid
+to his faithless steward, and the necklace, given by Phidias, redeemed.
+
+Hylax had been forcibly carried to Salamis with his young mistress, lest
+his sagacity should lead to a discovery of her prison. When Eudora
+escaped from the island, she had reluctantly left him in her apartment,
+in order to avoid the danger that might arise from any untimely noise;
+but as soon as her own safety was secured, her first thoughts were for
+the recovery of this favourite animal, the early gift of Philæmon. The
+little captive had pined and moaned continually, during their brief
+separation; and when he returned, it seemed as if his boisterous joy
+could not sufficiently manifest itself in gambols and caresses.
+
+When Artaphernes was convinced that he had really found his long-lost
+child, the impulse of gratitude led to very early inquiries for
+Pandænus. The artist had not yet re-appeared; and all Athens was filled
+with conjectures concerning his fate. Eudora still suspected that
+Alcibiades had secreted him, for the same reason that he had claimed
+Geta as a slave; for it was sufficiently obvious that he had desired, as
+far as possible, to deprive her of all assistance and protection.
+
+The event proved her suspicions well founded. On the fourth day after
+her escape from Salamis, Pandænus came to congratulate Artaphernes, and
+half in anger, half in laughter, told the particulars of his story. He
+had been seized as he returned home at night, and had been forcibly
+conveyed to the mansion of Eurysaces, where he was kept a close
+prisoner, with the promise of being released whenever he finished a
+picture, which Alcibiades had long desired to obtain. This was a
+representation of Europa, just entering the ocean on the back of the
+beautiful bull, which she and her unsuspecting companions had crowned
+with garlands.
+
+At first, the artist resisted, and swore by Phoebus Apollo that he would
+not be thus forced into the service of any man; but an unexpected
+circumstance changed his resolution.
+
+There was a long, airy gallery, in which he was allowed to take exercise
+any hour of the day. In some places, an open-work partition, richly and
+curiously wrought by the skilful hand of Callicrates, separated this
+gallery from the outer balustrade of the building. During his walks,
+Pandænus often heard sounds of violent grief from the other side of the
+screen. Curiosity induced him to listen, and inquire the cause. A sad,
+sweet voice answered, "I am Cleonica, daughter of a noble Spartan. Taken
+captive in war, and sold to Alcibiades, I weep for my dishonoured lot;
+for much I fear it will bring the gray hairs of my mother to an untimely
+grave."
+
+This interview led to another, and another; and though the mode of
+communication was imperfect, the artist was enabled to perceive that the
+captive maiden was a tall, queenly figure, with a rich profusion of
+sunny hair, indicating a fair and fresh complexion. The result was a
+promise to paint the desired picture, provided he might have the Spartan
+slave as a recompense.
+
+Alcibiades, equally solicitous to obtain the painting, and to prolong
+the seclusion of Pandænus, and being then eager in another pursuit,
+readily consented to the terms proposed. After Eudora's sudden change
+of fortune, being somewhat ashamed of the publicity of his conduct, and
+desirous not to lose entirely the good opinion of Artaphernes, he gave
+the artist his liberty, simply requiring the fulfilment of his promise.
+
+"And what are your intentions with regard to this fair captive?"
+inquired the Persian, with a significant smile.
+
+With some degree of embarrassment, Pandænus answered, "I came to ask
+your protection; and that Eudora might for the present consider her as a
+sister, until I can restore her to her family."
+
+"It shall be so," replied Artaphernes; "but this is a very small part of
+the debt I owe the nephew of Phidias. Should you hereafter have a favour
+to ask of Cleonica's noble family, poverty shall be no obstruction to
+your wishes. I have already taken measures to purchase for you a large
+estate in Elis, and to remit yearly revenues, which will I trust be
+equal to your wishes. I have another favour to ask, in addition to the
+many claims you already have upon me. Among the magnificent pictures
+that adorn the Poecile, I have not observed the sculptor of your gods. I
+pray you exert your utmost skill in a painting of Phidias crowned by the
+Muses; that I may place it on those walls, a public monument of my
+gratitude to that illustrious man."
+
+"Of his statues and drawings I have purchased all that can be bought in
+Athens. The weeping Panthea, covering the body of Abradates with her
+mantle, is destined for my royal and munificent master. By the kindness
+of Pericles, I have obtained for myself the beautiful group,
+representing my precious little Artaminta caressing the kid, in that
+graceful attitude which first attracted the attention of her benefactor.
+For the munificent Eleans, I have reserved the Graceful Three, which
+your countrymen have named the presiding deities over benevolent
+actions. All the other statues and drawings of your illustrious kinsman
+are at your disposal. Nay, do not thank me, young man. Mine is still the
+debt, and my heart will be ever grateful."
+
+The exertions of Clinias, although they proved unavailing, were
+gratefully acknowledged by the present of a large silver bowl, on which
+the skilful artificer, Mys, had represented, with exquisite delicacy,
+the infant Dionysus watched by the nymphs of Naxos.
+
+In the midst of this generosity, the services of Geta and Milza were not
+forgotten. The bribe given to the steward was doubled in the payment,
+and an offer made to establish them in any part of Greece or Persia,
+where they wished to reside.
+
+A decided preference was given to Elis, as the only place where they
+could be secure from the ravages of war. A noble farm, in the
+neighbourhood of Proclus, was accordingly purchased for them, well
+stocked with herds and furnished with all agricultural and household
+conveniences. Geta, having thus become an owner of the soil, dropped the
+brief name by which he had been known in slavery, and assumed the more
+sonorous appellation of Philophidias.
+
+Dione, old as she was, overcame her fear of perils by land and sea, and
+resolved to follow her young mistress into Persia.
+
+Before a new moon had begun its course, Pandænus fulfilled his
+intention of returning to Olympia, in company with the Lacedæmonian
+ambassador and his train. Cleonica, attended by Geta and Milza,
+travelled under the same protection. Artaphernes sent to Proclus four
+noble horses and a Bactrian camel, together with seven minæ as a
+portion for Zoila. For Pterilaüs, likewise, was a sum of money
+sufficient to maintain him ten years in Athens, that he might gratify
+his ardent desire to become the disciple of Plato. Eudora sent her
+little playmate a living peacock, which proved even more acceptable than
+her flock of marble sheep with their painted shepherd. To Melissa was
+sent a long affectionate epistle, with the dying bequest of Philothea,
+and many a valuable token of Eudora's gratitude.
+
+Although a brilliant future was opening before her, the maiden's heart
+was very sad, when she bade a last farewell to the honest and faithful
+attendants, who had been with her through so many changing scenes, and
+aided her in the hour of her utmost need. The next day after their
+departure was spent by the Persian in the worship of Mithras, and
+prayers to Oromasdes. Eudora, in remembrance of her vision, offered
+thanksgiving and sacrifice to Phoebus and Pan; and implored the deities
+of ocean to protect the Phoenician galley, in which they were about to
+depart from Athens.
+
+These ceremonies being performed, Artaphernes and his weeping daughter
+visited the studio of Myron, who, in compliance with their orders, had
+just finished the design of a beautiful monument to Paralus and
+Philothea, on which were represented two doves sleeping upon garlands.
+
+For the last time, Eudora poured oblations of milk and honey, and placed
+fragrant flowers, with ringlets of her hair, upon the sepulchre of her
+gentle friend; then, with many tears, she bade a long farewell to scenes
+rendered sacred by the remembrance of their mutual love.
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER XX.
+
+              Next arose
+  A well-towered city, by seven golden gates
+  Inclosed, that fitted to their lintels hung.
+              Then burst forth
+  Aloud the marriage song; and far and wide
+  Long splendors flashed from many a quivering torch.
+                                        HESIOD
+
+
+When the galley arrived at the opulent city of Tyre, the noble Persian
+and his retinue joined a caravan of Phoenician merchants bound to
+Ecbatana, honoured at that season of the year with the residence of the
+royal family. Eudora travelled in a cedar carriage drawn by camels. The
+latticed windows were richly gilded, and hung with crimson curtains,
+which her father ordered to be closed at the slightest indication of
+approaching travellers. Dione, with six more youthful attendants,
+accompanied her, and exerted all their powers to make the time pass
+pleasantly; but all their stories of romantic love, of heroes mortal and
+immortal, combined with the charms of music, could not prevent her from
+feeling that the journey was exceedingly long and wearisome.
+
+She recollected how her lively spirit had sometimes rebelled against the
+restraints imposed on Grecian women, and sighed to think of all she had
+heard concerning the far more rigid customs of Persia. Expressions of
+fatigue sometimes escaped her; and her indulgent parent consented that
+she should ride in the chariot with him, enveloped in a long, thick
+veil, that descended to her feet, with two small openings of net-work
+for the eyes.
+
+As they passed through Persia, he pointed out to her the sacred groves,
+inhabited by the Magii: the entrance of the cave where Zoroaster penned
+his divine precepts; and the mountain on whose summit he was wont to
+hold midnight communication with the heavenly bodies.
+
+Eudora remarked that she nowhere observed temples or altars; objects to
+which her eye had always been accustomed, and which imparted such a
+sacred and peculiar beauty to Grecian scenery.
+
+Artaphernes replied, "It is because these things are contrary to the
+spirit of Persian theology. Zoroaster taught us that the temple of
+Oromasdes was infinite space--his altar, the air, the earth, and the
+heavens."
+
+When the travellers arrived within sight of Ecbatana, the setting sun
+poured upon the noble city a flood of dazzling light. It was girdled by
+seven walls of seven different colours; one rising above the other, in
+all the hues of the rainbow. From the centre of the innermost, arose the
+light, graceful towers of the royal palace, glittering with gold. The
+city was surrounded by fertile, spacious plains, bounded on one side by
+Mount Orontes, and on the other by a stately forest, amid whose lofty
+trees might here and there be seen the magnificent villas of Persian
+nobles.
+
+Eudora's heart beat violently, when her father pointed to the residence
+of Megabyzus, and told her that the gilded balls on its pinnacles could
+be discovered from their own dwelling; but maiden shame prevented her
+from inquiring whether Philæmon was still the instructor of his sons.
+
+The morning after his arrival, Artaphernes had a private audience with
+his royal master. This conference lasted so long, that many of the
+courtiers supposed his mission in Greece related to matters of more
+political importance than the purchase of pictures and statues; and this
+conjecture was afterward confirmed by the favours lavished upon him.
+
+It was soon known throughout the precincts of the court that the
+favourite noble had returned from Athens, bringing with him his
+long-lost daughter. The very next day, as Eudora walked round the
+terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages
+approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and
+ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to
+retire before their presence, on pain of death. In obedience to these
+commands, Artaphernes immediately withdrew to his own apartment, closed
+the shutters, and there remained till the royal retinue departed.
+
+The visiters consisted of Amestris, the mother of Artaxerxes; Arsinöe of
+Damascus, his favourite mistress; and Parysatis, his daughter; with
+their innumerable slaves. They examined Eudora with more than childish
+curiosity; pulled every article of her dress, to ascertain its colour
+and its texture; teased to see all her jewels; wanted to know the name
+of everything in Greek; requested her to sing Greek songs; were
+impatient to learn Ionian dances; conjured her to paint a black streak
+from the eyes to the ears; and were particularly anxious to ascertain
+what cosmetic the Grecian ladies used to stain the tips of their
+fingers.
+
+When all these important matters were settled, by means of an
+interpreter, they began to discuss the merits of Grecian ladies; and
+loudly expressed their horror at the idea of appearing before brothers
+unveiled, and at the still grosser indelicacy of sometimes allowing the
+face to be seen by a betrothed lover. Then followed a repetition of all
+the gossip of the harem; particularly, a fresh piece of scandal
+concerning Apollonides of Cos, and their royal kinswoman, Amytis, the
+wife of Megabyzus. Eudora turned away to conceal her blushes; for the
+indelicacy of their language was such as seldom met the ear of a Grecian
+maiden.
+
+The Queen mother was eloquent in praise of a young Lesbian girl, whom
+Artaphernes had bought to attend upon his daughter. This was equivalent
+to asking for the slave; and the captive herself evinced no
+unwillingness to join the royal household; it having been foretold by an
+oracle that she would one day be the mother of kings. Amestris accepted
+the beautiful Greek, with many thanks, casting a triumphant glance at
+Arsinöe and Parysatis, who lowered their brows, as if each had reasons
+of her own for being displeased with the arrangement.
+
+The royal guests gave and received a variety of gifts; consisting
+principally of jewels, embroidered mantles, veils, tufts of peacock
+feathers with ivory handles, parrots, and golden boxes filled with
+roseate powder for the fingers, and black paint for the eyebrows. At
+length they departed, and Eudora's attendants showered perfumes on them
+as they went.
+
+Eudora recalled to mind the pure and sublime discourse she had so often
+enjoyed with Philothea, and sighed as she compared it with this
+specimen of intercourse with high-born Persian ladies.
+
+When the sun was setting, she again walked upon the terrace; and,
+forgetful of the customs of the country, threw back her veil, that she
+might enjoy more perfectly the beauty of the landscape. She stood
+thoughtfully gazing at the distant pinnacles, which marked the residence
+of Megabyzus, when the barking of Hylax attracted her attention, and
+looking into the garden, she perceived a richly dressed young man, with
+his eyes fixed earnestly upon her. She drew her veil hastily, and
+retired within the dwelling, indulging the secret hope that none of her
+attendants had witnessed an action, which Artaphernes would deem so
+imprudent.
+
+On the following morning commenced the celebrated festival called, 'The
+Salutation of Mithras;' during which, forty days were set apart for
+thanksgiving and sacrifice. The procession formed long before the rising
+of the sun. First appeared a long train of the most distinguished Magii
+from all parts of the empire, led by their chief in scarlet robes,
+carrying the sacred fire upon a silver furnace. Next appeared an empty
+chariot consecrated to Oromasdes, decorated with garlands, and drawn by
+white steeds harnessed with gold. This was followed by a magnificent
+large horse, his forehead flaming with gems, in honour of Mithras. Then
+came the Band of Immortals, and the royal kindred, their Median vests
+blazing with embroidery and gold. Artaxerxes rode in an ivory chariot,
+richly inlaid with precious stones. He was followed by a long line of
+nobles, riding on camels splendidly caparisoned; and their countless
+attendants closed the train. This gorgeous retinue slowly ascended
+Mount Orontes. When they arrived upon its summit, the chief of the Magii
+assumed his tiara interwoven with myrtle, and hailed the first beams of
+the rising sun with sacrifice. Then each of the Magii in turns sung
+orisons to Oromasdes, by whose eternal power the radiant Mithras had
+been sent to gladden the earth, and preserve the principle of life.
+Finally, they all joined in one universal chorus, while king, princes,
+and nobles, prostrated themselves, and adored the Fountain of Light.
+
+At that solemn moment, a tiger leaped from an adjoining thicket, and
+sprung toward the king. But ere the astonished courtiers had time to
+breathe, a javelin from some unknown hand passed through the ferocious
+animal, and laid him lifeless in the dust.
+
+Eudora had watched the procession from the house-top; and at this moment
+she thought she perceived hurried and confused movements, of which her
+attendants could give no explanation.
+
+The splendid concourse returned toward the palace in the same order that
+it had ascended the mountain. But next to the royal chariot there now
+appeared a young man on a noble steed, with a golden chain about his
+neck, and two heralds by his side, who ever and anon blew their
+trumpets, and proclaimed, "This is Philæmon of Athens, whom the king
+delighteth to honour?"
+
+Eudora understood the proclamation imperfectly; but afar off, she
+recognized the person of her lover. As they passed the house, she saw
+Hylax running to and fro on the top of the wall, barking, and jumping,
+and wagging his tail, as if he too were conscious of the vicinity of
+some familiar friend. The dog evidently arrested Philæmon's attention;
+for he observed him closely, and long continued to look back and watch
+his movements.
+
+A tide of sweet and bitter recollections oppressed the maiden's heart; a
+deadly paleness overspread her cheeks; a suffocating feeling choked her
+voice; and had it not been for a sudden gush of tears, she would have
+fallen.
+
+When her father returned, he informed her that the life of Artaxerxes
+had been saved by the promptitude and boldness of Philæmon, who
+happened to perceive the tiger sooner than any other person at the
+festival. He added, "I saw Philæmon after the rescue, but we had brief
+opportunity to discourse together. I think his secluded habits have
+prevented him from hearing that I found a daughter in Athens. He told me
+he intended soon to return to his native country, and promised to be my
+guest for a few days before he departed. Furthermore, my child, the
+Great King, in the fulness of his regal bounty, last night sent a
+messenger to demand you in marriage for his son Xerxes."
+
+He watched her countenance, as he spoke; but seemed doubtful how to
+understand the fluctuating colour. Still keeping his scrutinizing gaze
+fixed upon her, he continued, "Artaminta, this is an honour not to be
+lightly rejected; to be princess of Persia now, and hereafter perhaps
+its queen."
+
+In some confusion, the maiden answered, "Perhaps the prince may not
+approve his father's choice."
+
+"No, Artaminta; the prince has chosen for himself. He sent his sister to
+obtain a view of my newly discovered daughter; and he himself saw you,
+as you stood on the terrace unveiled."
+
+In an agitated voice, Eudora asked, "And must I be compelled to obey the
+commands of the king?"
+
+"Unless it should be his gracious pleasure to dispense with obedience,"
+replied Artaphernes. "I and all my household are his servants. I pray
+Oromasdes that you may never have greater troubles than the fear of
+becoming a princess."
+
+"But you forget, my dear father, that Parysatis told me her brother
+Xerxes was effeminate and capricious, and had a new idol with every
+change of the moon. Some fairer face would soon find favour in his
+sight; and I should perhaps be shut up with hundreds of forgotten
+favourites, in the old harem, among silly women and ugly slaves."
+
+Her father answered, in an excited tone, "Artaminta, if you had been
+brought up with more becoming seclusion, like those silly Persian women,
+you would perhaps have known, better than you now seem to do, that a
+woman's whole duty is submission."
+
+Eudora had never heard him speak so harshly. She perceived that his
+parental ambition was roused, and that her indifference to the royal
+proposal displeased him. The tears fell fast, as she replied, "Dear
+father, I will obey you, even if you ask me to sacrifice my life, at the
+command of the king."
+
+Her tears touched the feelings of the kind old man. He embraced her
+affectionately, saying, "Do not weep, daughter of my beloved Antiope. It
+would indeed gratify my heart to see you Queen of Persia; but you shall
+not be made wretched, if my interest with the Great King can prevent
+it. All men praise his justice and moderation; and he has pledged his
+royal word to grant anything I ask, in recompense for services rendered
+in Greece. The man who has just saved his life can no doubt obtain any
+favour. But reflect upon it well, my daughter. Xerxes has no son; and
+should you give birth to a boy, no new favourite could exclude you from
+the throne. Perhaps Philæmon was silent from other causes than ignorance
+of your arrival in Persia; and if this be the case, you may repent a too
+hasty rejection of princely love."
+
+Eudora blushed like crimson, and appeared deeply pained by this
+suggestion; but she made no answer. Artaphernes departed, promising to
+seek a private audience with the king; and she saw him no more that
+night. When she laid her head upon the pillow, a mind troubled with many
+anxious thoughts for a long time prevented repose; and when she did sink
+to sleep, it was with a confused medley of ideas, in which the
+remembrance of Philæmon's love was mixed up with floating visions of
+regal grandeur, and proud thoughts of a triumphant marriage, now placed
+within her power, should he indeed prove as unforgiving and indifferent,
+as her father had suggested.
+
+In her sleep, she saw Philothea; but a swift and turbid stream appeared
+to roll between them; and her friend said, in melancholy tones, "You
+have left me, Eudora; and I cannot come to you, now. Whence are these
+dark and restless waters, which separate our souls?"
+
+Then a variety of strange scenes rapidly succeeded each other--all
+cheerless, perturbed, and chaotic. At last, she seemed to be standing
+under the old grape-vine, that shaded the dwelling of Anaxagoras, and
+Philæmon crowned her with a wreath of myrtle. In the morning, soon after
+she had risen from her couch, Artaphernes came to her apartment, and
+mildly asked if she still wished to decline the royal alliance. He
+evinced no displeasure when she answered in the affirmative; but quietly
+replied, "It may be that you have chosen a wise part, my child; for true
+it is, that safety and contentment rarely take up their abode with
+princes. But now go and adorn yourself with your richest apparel; for
+the Great King requires me to present you at the palace, before the hour
+of noon. Let your Greek costume be laid aside; for I would not have my
+daughter appear like a foreigner, in the presence of her king."
+
+With a palpitating heart, Eudora resigned herself into the hands of her
+Persian tire-women, who so loaded her with embroidery and gems, that she
+could scarcely support their weight.
+
+She was conveyed to the palace in a cedar carriage, carefully screened
+from observation. Her father rode by her side, and a numerous train of
+attendants followed. Through gates of burnished brass, they entered a
+small court with a tesselated pavement of black and white marble. Thence
+they passed into a long apartment, with walls of black marble, and
+cornices heavily gilded. The marble was so highly polished, that Eudora
+saw the light of her jewels everywhere reflected like sunbeams.
+Surprised by the multiplied images of herself and attendants, she did
+not at first perceive, through the net-work of her veil, that a young
+man stood leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. This
+well-remembered attitude attracted her attention, and she scarcely
+needed a glance to assure her it was Philæmon.
+
+It being contrary to Persian etiquette to speak without license within
+hearing of the royal apartments, the Athenian merely smiled, and bowed
+gracefully to Artaphernes; but an audible sigh escaped him, as he
+glanced at the Greek attendants. Eudora hastily turned away her head,
+when he looked toward her; but her heart throbbed so violently that
+every fold of her veil trembled. They continued thus in each other's
+presence many minutes; one in a state of perfect unconsciousness, the
+other suffering an intensity of feeling, that seemed like the condensed
+excitement of years. At last a herald came to say it was now the
+pleasure of the Great King to receive them in the private court, opening
+into the royal gardens.
+
+The pavement of this court was of porphyry inlaid with costly marbles,
+in various hieroglyphics. The side connected with the palace was adorned
+with carved open-work, richly painted and gilded, and with jasper
+tablets, alternately surmounted by a golden ram and a winged lion; one
+the royal ensign of Persia, the other emblematic of the Assyrian empire
+conquered by Cyrus. The throne was placed in the centre, under a canopy
+of crimson, yellow, and blue silk, tastefully intermingled and
+embroidered with silver and gold. Above this was an image of the sun,
+with rays so brilliant, that it dazzled the eyes of those who looked
+upon it.
+
+The monarch seemed scarcely beyond the middle age, with long flowing
+hair, and a countenance mild and dignified. On his right hand stood
+Xerxes--on his left, Darius and Sogdianus; and around him were a
+numerous band of younger sons; all wearing white robes, with jewelled
+vests of Tyrian purple.
+
+As they entered, the active buzzing of female voices was heard behind
+the gilded open-work of the wall; but this was speedily silenced by a
+signal from the herald. Artaphernes prostrated himself, till his
+forehead touched the pavement; Eudora copied his example; but Philæmon
+merely bowed low, after the manner of the Athenians. Artaxerxes bade
+them arise, and said, in a stern tone, "Artaphernes, has thy daughter
+prepared herself to obey our royal mandate? Or is she still contemptuous
+of our kingly bounty?"
+
+Eudora trembled; and her father again prostrated himself, as he replied:
+"O great and benignant king! mayest thou live forever. May Oromandes
+bless thee with a prosperous reign, and forever avert from thee the
+malignant influence of Arimanius. I and my household are among the least
+of thy servants. May the hand that offends thee be cut off, and cast to
+unclean dogs."
+
+"Arise, Artaphernes!" said the monarch: "Thy daughter has permission to
+speak."
+
+Eudora, awed by the despotic power and august presence of Artaxerxes,
+spoke to her father, in a low and tremulous voice, and reminded him of
+the royal promise to grant whatever he might ask."
+
+Philæmon turned eagerly, and a sudden flush mantled his cheeks, when he
+heard the pure Attic dialect, "with its lovely marriage of sweet
+sounds."
+
+"What does the maiden say?" inquired the king. Artaphernes again paid
+homage, and answered; "O Light of the World! Look in mercy upon the
+daughter of thy servant, and grant that her petition may find favour in
+thy sight. As yet, she hath not gained a ready utterance of the Persian
+language--honoured and blessed above all languages, in being the
+messenger of thy thoughts, O king. Therefore she spoke in the Greek
+tongue, concerning thy gracious promise to grant unto the humblest of
+thy servants whatsoever he might ask at thy hands."
+
+Then the monarch held forth his golden sceptre, and replied, "Be it unto
+thee, as I have said. I have sought thy daughter in marriage for Xerxes,
+prince of the empire. What other boon does Artaphernes ask of the king?"
+
+The Persian approached, and reverently touching the point of the
+sceptre, answered: "O King of kings! before whom the nations of the
+earth do tremble. Thy bounty is like the overflowing Nilus, and thy
+mercy refreshing as dew upon the parched earth. If it be thy pleasure, O
+King, forgive Artaminta, my daughter, if she begs that the favour of the
+prince, like the blessed rays of Mithras, may fall upon some fairer
+damsel. I pray thee have her excused."
+
+Xerxes looked up with an angry frown; but his royal father replied, "The
+word of the king is sacred; and his decree changeth not. Be it unto thee
+even as thou wilt."
+
+Then turning to Philæmon, he said: "Athenian stranger, our royal life
+preserved by thy hand deserves a kingly boon. Since our well beloved son
+cannot find favour in the eyes of this damsel, we bestow her upon thee.
+Her father is one of the illustrious Pasargadæ, and her ancestors were
+not unremotely connected with the princes of Media. We have never looked
+upon her countenance--deeming it wise to copy the prudent example of our
+cousin Cyrus; but report describes her beautiful as Panthea."
+
+Eudora shrunk from being thus bestowed upon Philæmon; and she would have
+said this to her father, had he not checked the first half-uttered word
+by a private signal.
+
+With extreme confusion, the Athenian bowed low, and answered, "Pardon
+me, O King, and deem me not insensible of thy royal munificence. I pray
+thee bestow the daughter of the princely Artaphernes upon one more
+worthy than thy servant."
+
+"Now, by the memory of Cyrus!" exclaimed Artaxerxes, "The king's favours
+shall this day be likened unto a beggar, whose petitions are rejected at
+every gate."
+
+Then, turning to his courtiers, he added: "A proud nation are these
+Greeks! When the plague ravaged all Persia and Media, Hippocrates of Cos
+refused our entreaties, and scorned our royal bounty; saying he was born
+to serve his own countrymen, and not foreigners. Themistocles, on whom
+our mighty father bestowed the revenues of cities, died, rather than
+fight for him against Athens; and lo! here is a young Athenian, who
+refuses a maiden sought by the Persian prince, with a dowry richer than
+Pactolus.
+
+Philæmon bowed himself reverently, and replied: "Deem not, O king, that
+I am moved by Grecian pride; for well I know that I am all unworthy of
+this princely alliance. An epistle lately received from Olympia makes it
+necessary for me to return to Greece; where, O king, I seek a beloved
+maiden, to whom I was betrothed before my exile."
+
+Eudora had trembled violently, and her convulsive breathing was audible,
+while Philæmon spoke; but when he uttered the last words, forgetful of
+the reverence required of those who stood in the presence of majesty,
+she murmured, "Oh, Philothea!" and sunk into the arms of her father.
+
+The young man started; for now, not only the language, but the tones
+were familiar to his heart. As the senseless form was carried into the
+garden, he gazed upon it with an excited and bewildered expression.
+
+Artaxerxes smiled, as he said: "Athenian stranger, the daughter of
+Artaphernes, lost on the coast of Ionia, was discovered in the household
+of Phidias, and the Greeks called her Eudora."
+
+Philæmon instantly knelt at the monarch's feet, and said, "Pardon me, O
+king. I was ignorant of all this. I ----"
+
+He would have explained more fully; but Artaxerxes interrupted him; "We
+know it all, Athenian stranger--we know it all. You have refused
+Artaminta, and now we bestow upon you Eudora, with the revenues of
+Magnesia and Lampsacus for her dowry."
+
+Before the next moon had waned, a magnificent marriage was celebrated in
+the court of audience, opening into the royal gardens. On a shining
+throne, in the midst of a stately pavilion, was seated Artaxerxes,
+surrounded by the princes of the empire. Near the throne stood Philæmon
+and Eudora. Artaphernes placed the right hand of the bride within the
+right hand of the bridegroom, saying, "Philæmon of Athens, I bestow upon
+thee, Artaminta, my daughter, with my estates in Pasagarda, and five
+thousand darics as her dowry."
+
+The chief of the Magii bore sacred fire on a silver censer, and the
+bridal couple passed slowly around it three times, bowing reverently to
+the sacred emblem of Mithras. Then the bridegroom fastened a golden
+jewel about the bride's neck, and they repeated certain words, promising
+fidelity to each other. The nuptial hymn was sung by six handsome
+youths, and as many maidens, clothed in white garments, with a purple
+edge.
+
+Numerous lamps were lighted in the trees, making the gardens bright as
+noon. Women belonging to the royal household, and to the most favoured
+of the nobility, rode through the groves and lawns, in rich pavilions,
+on the backs of camels and white elephants. As the huge animals were led
+along, fireworks burst from under their feet, and playing for a moment
+in the air, with undulating movements, fell in a sparkling shower.
+
+Artaxerxes gave a luxurious feast, which lasted seven days; during which
+time the Queen entertained her guests with equal splendour, in the
+apartments of the women.
+
+The Athenian decree against those of foreign parentage had been repealed
+in favour of young Pericles; but in that country everything was in a
+troubled and unsettled state; and Artaphernes pleaded hard to have his
+daughter remain in Persia.
+
+It was therefore decided that the young couple should reside at
+Pasagarda, situated in a fertile valley, called the Queen's Girdle,
+because its revenues were appropriated to that costly article of the
+royal wardrobe. This pleasant city had once been the favourite residence
+of Cyrus the Great, and a plain obelisk in the royal gardens marked his
+burial-place. The adjacent promontory of Taoces afforded a convenient
+harbour for Tyrian merchants, and thus brought in the luxuries of
+Phoenicia, while it afforded opportunities for literary communication
+between the East and the West. Here were celebrated schools under the
+direction of the Magii, frequently visited by learned men from Greece,
+Ethiopia, and Egypt.
+
+Philæmon devoted himself to the quiet pursuits of literature; and
+Eudora, happy in her father, husband and children, thankfully
+acknowledged the blessings of her lot.
+
+Her only daughter, a gentle maiden, with plaintive voice and earnest
+eyes, bore the beloved name of Philothea.
+
+
+
+
+APPENDIX
+
+
+_Zeus_--The Jupiter of the Romans.
+
+_Zeus Xenius_--Jupiter the Hospitable.
+
+_Hera_--Juno.
+
+_Pallas_--Minerva.
+
+_Pallas Athena_--An ancient appellation of Minerva, from which Athens
+took its name.
+
+_Pallas Parthenia_--Pallas the Virgin.
+
+_Pallas Promachos_--Pallas the Defender.
+
+_Phoebus_--The Apollo of the Romans; the Sun.
+
+_Phoebus Apollo_--Phoebus the Destroyer, or the Purifier.
+
+_Phoebe_--Diana; the Moon.
+
+_Artemis_--Diana.
+
+_Agrotera_--Diana the Huntress.
+
+_Orthia_--Name of Diana among the Spartans.
+
+_Poseidon_--Neptune.
+
+_Aphrodite_--Venus.
+
+_Urania_--The Heavenly Venus. The same name was applied to the Muse of
+Astronomy.
+
+_Eros_--Cupid.
+
+_Hermes_--Mercury.
+
+_Demeter_--Ceres.
+
+_Persephone_--Proserpine.
+
+_Dionysus_--Bacchus.
+
+_Pandamator_--A name of Vulcan, signifying the All-subduing.
+
+_Mnemosyne_--Goddess of Memory.
+
+_Chloris_--Flora.
+
+_Asclepius_--Esculapius.
+
+_Rhamnusia_--Name of a statue of Nemesis, goddess of Vengeance; so
+called because it was in the town of Rhamnus.
+
+_Polydeuces_--Pollux.
+
+_Leto_--Latona.
+
+_Taraxippus_--A deity whose protection was implored at Elis, that no
+harm might happen to the horses.
+
+_Erinnys_--The Eumenides, or Furies.
+
+_Naiades_--Nymphs of Rivers, Springs, and Fountains.
+
+_Nereides_--Nymphs of the Sea.
+
+_Oreades_--Nymphs of the Mountains.
+
+_Dryades_--Nymphs of the Woods.
+
+_Oromasdes_--Persian name for the Principle of Good.
+
+_Mithras_--Persian name for the Sun.
+
+_Arimanius_--Persian name for the Principle of Evil.
+
+_Odysseus_--Ulysses.
+
+_Achilleus_-Achilles.
+
+_Cordax_--An immodest comic dance.
+
+_Agora_--A Market House.
+
+_Prytaneum_--The Town House.
+
+_Deigma_--A place in the Piræus, corresponding to the modern Exchange.
+
+_Clepsydra_--A Water-dial.
+
+_Cotylæ_--A measure. Some writers say one third of a quart; others much
+less.
+
+_Arytana_--A small cup.
+
+_Arabyllus_--A vase, wide at bottom and narrow at top.
+
+_Archons_--Chief Magistrates of Athens.
+
+_Prytanes_--Magistrates who presided over the Senate.
+
+_Phylarchi_--Sheriffs.
+
+_Epistates_--Chairman, or speaker.
+
+_Hippodrome_--The Horse-course.
+
+_Stadium_--Thirty-six and a half rods.
+
+_Obulus_, (plural _Oboli_)--A small coin, about the value of a penny.
+
+_Drachma_, (plural _Drachmæ_)--About ten-pence sterling.
+
+_Mina_, (plural _Minæ_)--Four pounds, three shillings, four pence.
+
+_Stater_--A gold coin; estimated at about twelve shillings, three pence.
+
+_Daric_--A Persian gold coin, valued one pound, twelve shillings, three
+pence.
+
+(All the above coins are estimated very differently by different writers.)
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+"The midnight procession of the Panathenæa." p. 11.
+
+This festival in honour of Pallas was observed early in the summer,
+every fifth year, with great pomp.
+
+
+"The Sacred Peplus." p. 12.
+
+This was a white garment consecrated to Pallas, on which the actions of
+illustrious men were represented in golden embroidery.
+
+
+"Festival of Torches." p. 15.
+
+In honour of Prometheus. The prize was bestowed on him who ran the
+course without extinguishing his torch.
+
+
+"Six months of seclusion within the walls of the Acropolis, were
+required of the Canephoræ." p. 22.
+
+Maidens of the first families were selected to embroider the sacred
+peplus. The two principal ones were called Canephoræ, because they
+carried baskets in the Panathenaic procession.
+
+
+"Fountain of Byblis." p. 33.
+
+This name was derived from a young Ionian, passionately fond of her
+brother Caunus, for whom she wept till she was changed into a fountain,
+near Miletus.
+
+
+"During the festivities of the Dionysia." p. 42.
+
+This festival, in honour of Dionysus, was observed with great splendour.
+Choragic games are supposed to have been celebrated; in which prizes
+were given to the successful competitors in music, and the drama.
+
+
+"The tuneful soul of Marsyas." p. 43.
+
+Marsyas was a celebrated musician of Phrygia, generally considered the
+inventor of the flute.
+
+
+"Contest between fighting quails." p. 43.
+
+In Athens, quails were pitched against each other, in the same manner as
+game-cocks among the moderns.
+
+
+"Pericles withdrew a rose from the garland." p. 44.
+
+This flower was sacred to Silence. The ancients often suspended it above
+the table at feasts, to signify that what was said _sub rosa_ was not to
+be repeated.
+
+
+"A life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus."
+p. 46.
+
+It is related of him, that he asked and obtained the gift of immortality
+in this world; but unfortunately forgot to ask for youth and vigour.
+
+
+"Eleusinian Mysteries." p. 47.
+
+Ceremonies at Eleusis, in honour of Demeter, observed with great
+secrecy. Those who were initiated were supposed to be peculiarly under
+the protection of the gods.
+
+
+"Model for the sloping roof of the Odeum." p. 54.
+
+Pericles was usually represented with a helmet, to cover the deformity
+in his skull. It was jestingly said that the model for the Odeum was
+from his own head.
+
+
+"Patriotic song of Callistratus." p. 56.
+
+Translated from the Greek, by the Rt. Rev. G. W. Doane, Bishop of New
+Jersey.
+
+
+"While our rosy fillets shed," &c. p. 57.
+
+The 43d Ode of Anacreon. This and other extracts from the same poet are
+translated by Thomas Moore, Esq.
+
+
+"All ending in ippus and ippides." p. 61.
+
+Ippus is the Greek for horse. Wealthy Athenians generally belonged to
+the equestrian order; to which the same ideas of honour were attached as
+to the knights, or cavaliers, of modern times. Their names often
+signified some quality of a horse; as Leucippus, a white horse, &c.
+
+
+"Describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter." p. 64.
+
+None but Greeks were allowed to enter the temples of this goddess.
+
+
+"Urania alone confers the beauty-giving zone." p. 69.
+
+Urania was the Heavenly Venus, who presided over the pure sentiment of
+love, in distinction from Aphrodite, who presided over the sensual
+passion.
+
+
+"The Pleiades mourning for their lost sister." p. 74.
+
+One of the stars in the constellation of the Pleiades is said to have
+disappeared. They were fabled as seven sisters, and one lost her place
+in the sky by marrying a mortal.
+
+
+"More happy than the gods is he." p. 75.
+
+Second Ode of Sappho, translated by F. Fawkes, Esq.
+
+
+"He has clothed the Graces." p. 76.
+
+Socrates was originally a sculptor. He carved a beautiful group of the
+Graces; said to have been the first that were represented with clothing.
+
+
+"Too frugal to buy coloured robes." p. 76.
+
+The common people in Athens generally bought white garments, for the
+economy of having them dyed when they were defaced.
+
+
+"Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit." p. 89.
+
+In the Phoedrus of Plato, Socrates is represented as saying, "When I was
+about to cross the river, a demoniacal and usual sign was given me; and
+whenever this takes place, it always prohibits me from accomplishing
+what I was about to do. In the present instance, I seemed to hear a
+voice, which would not suffer me to depart till I had made an expiation;
+as if I had offended in some particular a divine nature."
+
+
+"His statue stands among the Olympionicæ." p. 92.
+
+The victors at the Olympic Games had their statues placed in the groves.
+These statues were called Olympionicæ.
+
+
+"Count me on the summer trees." p. 98.
+
+Part of the 14th Ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"As soon would I league myself with Odomantians." p. 112.
+
+The Odomantians of Thrace, near the river Strymon, had the same
+grasping, avaricious character, attributed to the Jews in modern times.
+
+
+"Concealed their frauds amid the flames of the Treasury." p. 113.
+
+The Treasury in Athens was burned to the ground, by the Treasurers, who
+took that method to avoid being called to account for the money they had
+embezzled.
+
+
+"That comes of having the Helots among them." p. 116.
+
+The freemen of Sparta were forbidden the exercise of any mechanical or
+laborious employment. All these duties devolved upon the Helots; while
+their masters spent their time in dancing, feasting, hunting, and
+fighting.
+
+
+"He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow freedom." p. 117.
+
+There was a Spartan law forbidding masters to emancipate their slaves.
+About two thousand, who were enfranchised by a public decree, for having
+bravely defended the country during the Peloponessian war, soon after
+disappeared suddenly, and were supposed to have been secretly murdered.
+
+
+"Whip them, merely to remind them of bondage." p. 117.
+
+The Helots were originally a brave people; but after they were conquered
+by the Spartans, no pains were spared to render them servile and
+degraded. Once a year they publicly received a severe flagellation,
+merely to remind them that they were slaves. They were never allowed to
+learn any liberal art, or to sing manly songs. In order to expose them
+to greater contempt, they were often obliged to perform indecent dances,
+and to get brutally drunk, that their master's children might learn to
+despise such uncomely things.
+
+
+"Things as trifling as the turning of a shell." p. 120.
+
+This was an Athenian proverb, applied to things that were done quickly,
+or changed easily.
+
+
+"You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges." p. 120.
+
+This was a name of Hercules; and because he was illegitimate, it was
+applied to a place near the Lyceum, where those of half Athenian blood,
+were wont to exercise in gymnastic sports. Themistocles, being partly of
+foreign extraction, induced the young Athenian nobles to go there and
+wrestle with him, that the distinction might be done away.
+
+
+"Festival Anthesteria." 120.
+
+In honour of Dionysus. The best drinker was rewarded with a golden crown
+and a cask of wine; and none but Athenians were allowed to enter the
+theatre.
+
+
+"Which he inscribed Demos." p. 131.
+
+A phrase signifying the People, or the Democracy.
+
+
+"Sing their welcome to Ornithæ." p. 134,
+
+This name was applied to a wind that blew in the spring, at the time
+when the birds began to return. It was a Grecian custom for children to
+go about with garlands from door to door, singing a welcome to the
+swallows, and receiving trifling presents in return.
+
+
+"The marble sent by Darius." p. 136.
+
+The Persians were so confident of victory that they brought with them
+marble to erect a trophy on the plains of Marathon. From this marble
+Phidias sculptured a statue of Vengeance, which was called Rhamnusia.
+
+
+"Filled my pillow with fresh laurel leaves." p. 143.
+
+Phoebus was supposed to inspire dreams and prophecy; and the laurel
+which was sacred to him, was supposed to be endowed with similar
+properties.
+
+
+"Like one returned from the cave of Trophonius." p. 147.
+
+In this cave was a celebrated oracle. Those who entered it always
+returned pale and dejected.
+
+
+"Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros." p. 150.
+
+This beautiful fable represents the union of the human soul with
+immortal love. Pysche was warned that separation would be the
+consequence, if she looked on the countenance of her divine lover. She
+gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.
+
+
+"Even the Diasia are no longer observed." p. 154.
+
+Festivals in honour of Zeus, because he delivered men from misfortunes
+and dangers.
+
+
+"When the Muses and the Charities inhabit the same temple." p. 160.
+
+Among the Greeks, the Graces were called the Charities. It was a
+beautiful idea thus to deify the moral, rather than the outward graces;
+and to represent innocent and loving nymphs, forever hand in hand,
+presiding over kind and gentle actions. The Graces were often worshipped
+in the same temple with the Muses.
+
+
+"Olive garlands suspended on the doors." p. 185.
+
+This was a common practice during the festival of Thargelia, in honour
+of Phoebus.
+
+
+"Gently touched the back part of his head with a small wand." p. 202.
+
+That the phenomena of animal magnetism were not entirely unknown to the
+ancients, appears by what Clearchus relates of an experiment tried in
+the presence of Aristotle. He speaks of a man who, by means of "a
+soul-attracting wand," let the soul out of a sleeping lad, and left the
+body insensible. When the soul was again led into the body, it related
+all that had happened to it.
+
+
+"The laws of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved
+husband." p. 206.
+
+No woman was allowed to enter Olympia, during the celebration of the
+games.
+
+
+"Deemed he had fallen by the dart of Phoebus Apollo." p. 208.
+
+Those who died very suddenly were supposed to have been struck with the
+arrows of Phoebus, or his sister.
+
+
+"Its best pleasures are like the gardens of Adonis." p. 213.
+
+When the annual procession formed to mourn the death of Adonis, earth
+was placed in shells, and lettuce planted in it, in commemoration of
+Adonis laid out on a bed of lettuces. These shells were called the
+Gardens of Adonis. Their freshness soon withered, on account of the
+shallowness of the earth.
+
+
+"Rather gain one prize from the Choragus than ten from the Gymnasiarch."
+p. 219.
+
+The first presided over musical and literary competition; the last over
+athletic games.
+
+
+"The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift.)" p. 226.
+
+While Persephone was gathering flowers, she was seized by Pluto, and
+carried to the regions of the dead, over which she presided. Hence the
+hair of the deceased was consecrated to her, and her name invoked at
+funerals.
+
+
+"Milza sneezed aloud." p. 227.
+
+This was considered a lucky omen; particularly if the sound came from
+the direction of the right hand.
+
+
+"He will trust to Hermes to help him." p. 239.
+
+Hermes was the god of lies and fraud.
+
+
+"Have I told you all my flames." p. 241.
+
+Part of the 14th ode of Anacreon.
+
+
+"Threatened to appeal to the magistrates for another master." p. 250.
+
+The Athenian slave laws were much more mild than modern codes. If a
+servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain
+him.
+
+
+"Build the wall of Hipparchus." p. 251.
+
+A wall built round the Academia by Hipparchus was so expensive that it
+became a proverb applied to all costly undertakings.
+
+
+"One of the slaves whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted." p. 251.
+
+Slaves that were either personally abused, or insulted, took refuge in
+the Temple of Theseus, and could not be compelled to return to those of
+whom they complained.
+
+
+"These brooks are Creüsa's tears." p. 253.
+
+Ion was the son of Phoebus and Creüsa. His mother, to avoid her father's
+displeasure, concealed the birth of the infant, and hid him in the
+grotto, which afterwards bore her name. The child was preserved, and
+brought up in the temple of Phoebus.
+
+
+"She does not speak like one brought up at the gates." p. 254.
+
+The lower classes of tradesmen were generally placed near the gates.
+
+
+"One of the illustrious Pasargadæ." p. 280.
+
+These were the noblest families in Persia.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+In some unimportant matters, I have not adhered strictly to dates;
+deeming this an allowable freedom in a work so purely romantic, relating
+to times so ancient.
+
+I am aware that the Christian spirit is sometimes infused into a Grecian
+form; and in nothing is this more conspicuous than the representation of
+love as a pure sentiment rather than a gross passion.
+
+Greek names for the deities were used in preference to the Roman,
+because the latter have become familiarized by common and vulgar use.
+
+If there be errors in the application of Greek names and phrases, my
+excuse must be an entire want of knowledge in the classic languages.
+But, like the ignoramus in the Old Drama, I can boast, "Though I _speak_
+no Greek, I love the _sound_ on't."
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+Title: Philothea
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+<h1>Philothea:</h1>
+
+<h3>A Grecian Romance.</h3>
+
+<h2>By L. Maria Child.</h2>
+
+<h3>Author Of Letters From New York, Flowers For Children, Etc.</h3>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>The intelligible forms of ancient poets,<br />
+The fair humanities of old religion,<br />
+The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty,<br />
+That had their haunts in dale or piny mountain.<br />
+Or forest by slow stream, or pabbly spring,<br />
+Or chasms and watery depths, all these have vanished&mdash;<br />
+They live no longer in the faith of Reason!<br />
+But still, the heart doth need a language&mdash;still<br />
+Doth the old instinct bring back the old names.</p>
+
+<p align="right">COLERIDGE.</p>
+
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A Spirit hung,<br />
+Beautiful region! o'er thy towns and farms,<br />
+Statues, and temples, and memorial tombs,<br />
+And <i>emanations</i> were perceived.</p>
+
+<p align="right">WORDSWORTH.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<h4>A NEW AND CORRECTED EDITION.</h4>
+
+
+
+<center>
+<p>To<br />
+MY BELOVED BROTHER,<br />
+Dr. Francis,<br />
+OF HARVARD UNIVERSITY,<br />
+To whose Early Influence I owe my Love of Literature<br />
+THIS VOLUME<br />
+IS RESPECTFULLY AND AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED.</p>
+</center>
+
+
+
+<h2>Preface</h2>
+
+<p>This volume is purely romance; and most readers will consider it romance
+of the wildest kind. A few kindred spirits, prone to people space &quot;with
+life and mystical predominance,&quot; will perceive a light <i>within</i> the
+Grecian Temple.</p>
+
+<p>For such I have written it. To minds of different mould, who may think
+an apology necessary for what they will deem so utterly useless, I have
+nothing better to offer than the simple fact that I found delight in
+doing it.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter I.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Here let us seek Athen&aelig;'s towers,<br />
+The cradle of old Cecrops' race,<br />
+The world's chief ornament and grace;<br />
+Here mystic fanes and rites divine,<br />
+And lamps in sacred splendour shine;<br />
+Here the gods dwell in marble domes,<br />
+Feasted with costly hecatombs,<br />
+That round their votive statues blaze,<br />
+Whilst crowded temples ring with praise;<br />
+And pompous sacrifices here<br />
+Make holidays throughout the year.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ARISTOPHANES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>The moon was moving through the heavens in silent glory; and Athens,
+with all her beautiful variety of villas, altars, statues, and temples,
+rejoiced in the hallowed light.</p>
+
+<p>The white columns of the lofty Parthenon stood in distinct relief
+against the clear blue sky; the crest and spear of Pallas Promachos
+glittered in the refulgent atmosphere, a beacon to the distant mariner;
+the line of brazen tripods, leading from the Theatre of Dionysus, glowed
+like urns of fire; and the waters of the Illyssus glanced right
+joyfully, as they moved onward to the ocean. The earth was like a
+slumbering babe, smiling in its sleep, because it dreams of Heaven.</p>
+
+<p>In the most ancient and quiet part of the city, not far from the gate
+Diocharis, was the modest mansion of Anaxagoras; and at this tranquil
+hour, the grand-daughter of the philosopher, with her beloved companion
+Eudora, stood on the roof, enjoying the radiant landscape, and the balmy
+air.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea's tall figure was a lovely union of majesty and grace. The
+golden hair, which she inherited from a Laconian mother, was tastefully
+arranged on the top of her head, in a braided crown, over the sides of
+which the bright curls fell, like tendrils of grapes from the edge of a
+basket. The mild brilliancy of her large dark eyes formed a beautiful
+contrast to a complexion fair even to transparency. Her expression had
+the innocence of infancy; but it was tinged with something elevated and
+holy, which made it seem like infancy in Heaven.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had more sparkling eyes, lips more richly coloured, and a form
+more slender and flexile. Her complexion might have seemed dark, had it
+not been relieved by a profusion of glossy black hair, a portion of
+which was fastened with a silver arrow, while the remainder shaded her
+forehead, and fell over her shoulders.</p>
+
+<p>As they stood side by side, with their arms twined around each other,
+they were as lovely a sight as the moon ever shone upon. Totally unlike
+each other, but both excellent in beauty. One might have been a model
+for the seraphs of Christian faith, the other an Olympian deity.</p>
+
+<p>For a few moments, Philothea stood in earnest silence, gazing upon the
+bright planet of evening&mdash;then, in a tone of deep enthusiasm, she
+exclaimed:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a night to feel the presence of the gods! Virgin sister of
+Ph&oelig;bus, how calm thou art in thy glorious beauty! Thou art filling the
+world with music&mdash;silent to the ear, but audible to the heart! Phidias
+has embodied the unbreathing harmony in stone, and we worship the fair
+proportions, as an emanation from the gods. The birds feel it&mdash;and
+wonder at the tune that makes no noise. The whole earth is lulled by its
+influence. All is motionless; save the Naiades of the stream, moving in
+wreathed dance to the voiceless melody. See how their shining hair
+sparkles on the surface of the waters! Surely there is music in this
+light! Eudora, what is it within us, that listens where there is no
+sound? Is it thus we shall hear in Elysium?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a subdued and troubled voice, her companion answered, &quot;Oh, Philothea,
+when you talk thus, my spirit is in fear&mdash;and now, too, all is so still
+and bright, that it seems as if the gods themselves were listening to
+our speech.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The same mysterious influence impresses me with awe,&quot; replied the
+contemplative maiden: &quot;In such an hour as this, Plato must have received
+the sublime thought, 'God is truth&mdash;and light is his shadow.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora drew more closely to her friend, and said, timidly: &quot;Oh,
+Philothea, do not talk of the gods. Such discourse has a strange and
+fearful power, when the radiant daughter of Zeus is looking down upon us
+in all her heavenly majesty. Even the midnight procession of the
+Panathen&aelig;a affected me less deeply.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a few moments of serious silence, she continued: &quot;I saw it last
+night, for the first time since my childhood; for you know I was very
+ill when the festival was last celebrated. It was truly a beautiful and
+majestic scene! The virgins all clothed in white; the heifers decorated
+with garlands; the venerable old men bearing branches of olive; the
+glittering chariots; the noble white horses, obeying the curb with such
+proud impatience; the consecrated image of Pallas carried aloft on its
+bed of flowers; the sacred ship blazing with gems and gold; all moving
+in the light of a thousand torches! Then the music, so loud and
+harmonious! It seemed as if all Athens joined in the mighty sound. I
+distinguished you in the procession; and I almost envied you the
+privilege of embroidering the sacred peplus, and being six long months
+in the service of Pallas Athen&aelig;. I have had so much to say since you
+returned, and Phidias has so many guests, that I have found little time
+to ask concerning the magnificent sights you saw within the Acropolis.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The night would wear away, ere I could describe all I witnessed within
+the walls of the Parthenon alone,&quot; rejoined her companion: &quot;There is the
+silver-footed throne, on which Xerxes sat, while he watched the battle
+of Salamis; the scimitar of Mardonius, captured at Plat&aelig;&aelig;; a beautiful
+ivory Persephone, on a pedestal of pure gold; and a Methymnean lyre,
+said to have belonged to Terpander himself, who you know was the first
+that used seven strings. Victorious wreaths, coins, rings, and goblets
+of shining gold, are there without number; and Persian couches, and
+Egyptian sphynxes, and&mdash;&quot;,</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What do you find so interesting beyond the walls?&quot; asked Eudora,
+smiling at the earnestness with which her friend gazed in the distance:&quot;
+Do the slaves, bringing water from the Fountain of Callirh&ouml;e, look so
+very beautiful in the moonlight?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I marvel that you can speak so lightly,&quot; replied Philothea: &quot;We have as
+yet heard no tidings concerning the decision in the Court of Cynosarges,
+on which the fate of Phil&aelig;mon depends; and you know how severely his
+high spirit will suffer, if an unfavourable sentence is awarded. Neither
+of us have alluded to this painful topic. But why have we thus lingered
+on the house-top, if it were not to watch for the group which, if I
+mistake not, are now approaching, on their return from Cynosarges?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then it is for Phil&aelig;mon's sake, that you have so long been looking
+wistfully toward the Illyssus?&quot; said Eudora, playfully.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will not deny that Paralus has had the largest share of my thoughts,&quot;
+replied the simple-hearted maiden; &quot;but for Phil&aelig;mon, as your betrothed
+lover, and the favourite pupil of my grandfather, I feel an interest
+strong enough to keep me on the watch during a less delightful evening
+than this. I think it must be Paralus who walks in the centre of the
+group; we have been separated many months; and courtesy to the numerous
+strangers under his father's roof has prevented our having much
+discourse to-day. For his sake, I am glad once more to be in my own
+happy home. He is none the less dear to me because I know that he can
+never be my husband.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why should he not?&quot; exclaimed Eudora: &quot;The blood of princes flowed
+in the veins of your ancestors. If Anaxagoras is poor, it is because he
+has preferred wisdom to gold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a faint sigh, Philothea answered, &quot;Had the good old man preferred
+gold to wisdom, I should have loved him less; nor would his instructions
+have made me such a wife as Paralus deserves; yet Pericles would have
+better liked the union. He has obtained from his son a solemn promise
+never to speak to me of marriage. The precaution was unnecessary; for
+since this new law has passed, I would not marry Paralus, even with his
+father's consent. I would never be the means of bringing degradation and
+losses upon him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If you still love Paralus, I wonder you can be so quiet and cheerful,&quot;
+said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wished him to make the required promise, because obedience to parents
+is our first duty,&quot; replied Philothea; &quot;and had I thought otherwise, the
+laws compel it. But the liberty of loving Paralus, no power can take
+from me; and in that I find sufficient happiness. I am bound to him by
+ties stronger than usually bind the hearts of women. My kind grandfather
+has given me an education seldom bestowed on daughters; and from our
+childhood, Paralus and I have shared the same books, the same music, and
+the same thoughts, until our souls seem to be one. When I am very happy,
+I always see a peculiar brightness on his countenance; and when I am
+powerfully impressed by any of the fair sights of this beautiful world,
+or by those radiant deities who live among the stars, often, before I
+can speak my thoughts, he utters my very words. I sometimes think the
+gods have united human beings by some mysterious principle, like the
+according notes of music. Or is it as Plato has supposed, that souls
+originally one have been divided, and each seeks the half it has lost?
+Eudora, if you consider how generally maidens are bestowed in marriage
+without consulting their affections, you must confess that you have
+reason to feel deeply grateful for your own lot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yet this new law against those of foreign parentage, renders marriage
+with me as dishonourable as with you,&quot; rejoined the maiden: &quot;Nay, it is
+much more so; for I am a slave, though, by courtesy, they do not call me
+one.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But Phil&aelig;mon has no parents to forbid his choice,&quot; said Philothea;
+&quot;and if the court decide against him, he will incur no fine by a
+marriage with you; for he himself will then be a sojourner in Athens.
+The loss of his paternal estates will indeed leave him poor; but he has
+friends to assist his own energies, and in all probability, your union
+will not be long delayed. Ah, now I am certain that Anaxagoras
+approaches, with Paralus and Phil&aelig;mon. They perceive us; but Paralus
+does not wave his hand, as he promised to do, if they brought good
+tidings.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Without appearing to share her anxiety, Eudora carelessly inquired, &quot;Did
+you witness the Festival of Torches, while you were within the
+Acropolis? The swiftness of the runners, moving in the light of their
+own torches, making statues and temples ruddy with the glow as they
+passed, was truly a beautiful sight. I suppose you heard that Alcibiades
+gained the prize? With what graceful celerity he darted through the
+course! I was at Aspasia's house that evening. It is so near the goal,
+that we could plainly see his countenance flushed with excitement and
+exercise, as he stood waving his unextinguished torch in triumph.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am sorry Phidias considers improvement in music of sufficient
+consequence to encourage your visits to that dangerous woman,&quot; answered
+Philothea: &quot;It was an unpropitious day for Athens when she came here to
+invest vice with all the allurements of beauty and eloquence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I think women should judge kindly of Aspasia's faults, and remember
+that they are greatly exaggerated by her enemies,&quot; rejoined Eudora; &quot;for
+she proves that they are fit for something better than mere domestic
+slaves. Her house is the only one in all Greece where women are allowed
+to be present at entertainments. What is the use of a beautiful face, if
+one must be shut up in her own apartment for ever? And what avails skill
+in music, if there is no chance to display it? I confess that I like the
+customs Aspasia is trying to introduce.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And I should like them, if I believed they would make the Grecian women
+something <i>better</i> than mere domestic slaves,&quot; said Philothea; &quot;but such
+as Aspasia will never raise women out of the bondage in which they are
+placed by the impurity and selfishness of man. Your own confessions,
+Eudora, do not speak well for her instructions. Why should a
+true-hearted woman wish to display her beautiful face, or her skill in
+music, to any but those on whom her affections are bestowed?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is natural to wish for admiration,&quot; replied the handsome maiden:
+&quot;The goddesses themselves contended for it. You, at least, ought not to
+judge Aspasia harshly; for she has the idea that you are some deity in
+disguise; and she has the most extravagant desire to see you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Flattery to ourselves does not change the nature of what is wrong,&quot;
+answered Philothea. &quot;Pericles has more than once mentioned Aspasia's
+wish that I should visit her; but nothing short of my grandfather's
+express command will ever induce me to do it. Our friends are now
+entering the gate. Let us go to welcome them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora hastily excused herself under the plea of duties at home; and
+Philothea, supposing it might be painful to meet her unfortunate lover
+in the presence of others, forebore to urge it.</p>
+
+<p>A paternal blessing beamed from the countenance of Anaxagoras, the
+moment Philothea appeared. Paralus greeted her as a brother welcomes a
+cherished sister; but in the earnest kindness of his glance was
+expressed something more deep and heart-stirring than his words implied.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon, though more thoughtful than usual, received his own and
+Eudora's friend, with cheerful cordiality. His countenance had the frank
+and smiling expression of one who truly wishes well to all men, and
+therefore sees everything reflected in forms of joy. His figure was
+athletic, while his step and bearing indicated the promptitude and
+decision of a man who acts spontaneously from his own convictions.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus, far from being effeminate, was distinguished for his dexterity
+and skill in all the manly sports of the gymnasium; but the purity of
+his complexion, and the peculiarly spiritual expression of his face,
+would have been deemed beautiful, even in a woman. The first he probably
+derived from his mode of life; for, being a strict Pythagorean, he never
+partook of animal food. The last was the transparent medium of
+innocence, through which thoughts and affections continually showed
+their changing forms of life.</p>
+
+<p>In answer to her eager questions, Philothea soon learned that her fears
+had prophesied aright concerning the decision of the court. Phil&aelig;mon
+had been unsuccessful; but the buoyant energy of his character did not
+yield even to temporary despondency. He spoke of his enemies without
+bitterness, and of his own prospects with confidence and hope.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea would have immediately gone to convey the tidings to her
+friend, had not Phil&aelig;mon early taken his leave, and passed through the
+garden into the house of Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus remained until a late hour, alternately talking with the
+venerable philosopher, and playing upon his flute, while Philothea sung
+the songs they had learned together.</p>
+
+<p>In the course of conversation, Anaxagoras informed his child that
+Pericles particularly urged her attendance at Aspasia's next symposium.
+&quot;I obey my grandfather, without a question,&quot; she replied; &quot;but I would
+much rather avoid this visit, if it were possible.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Such is likewise my wish,&quot; rejoined the philosopher; &quot;but Pericles has
+plainly implied that he should be offended by refusal; it is therefore
+necessary to comply with his request.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden looked doubtingly at her lover, as if she deemed his
+sanction necessary; and the inquiring glance was answered by an
+affectionate smile. &quot;I need not repeat my thoughts and feelings with
+regard to Aspasia,&quot; said Paralus, &quot;for you know them well; but for many
+reasons it is not desirable that an estrangement should take place
+between my father and Anaxagoras. Since, therefore, it has pleased
+Pericles to insist upon it, I think the visit had better be made. You
+need not fear any very alarming innovation upon the purity of ancient
+manners. Even Aspasia will reverence you,&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea meekly yielded to the opinion of her friends; and it was
+decided that, on the evening after the morrow, she should accompany her
+grandfather to Aspasia's dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>Before proceeding farther, it is necessary to relate the situation of
+the several characters introduced in this chapter.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras had been the tutor of Pericles, and still retained
+considerable influence over him; but there were times when the
+straightforward sincerity, and uncompromising integrity of the old man
+were somewhat offensive and troublesome to his ambitious pupil. For the
+great Athenian statesman, like modern politicians, deemed honesty
+excellent in theory, and policy safe in practice. Thus admitting the
+absurd proposition that principles entirely false and corrupt in the
+abstract are more salutary, in their practical manifestation, than
+principles essentially good and true.</p>
+
+<p>While Pericles was determined to profit by diseases of the state, the
+philosopher was anxious to cure them; therefore, independently of
+personal affection and gratitude, he was willing to make slight
+concessions, in order to retain some influence over his illustrious
+pupil.</p>
+
+<p>The celebrated Aspasia was an elegant and voluptuous Ionian, who
+succeeded admirably in pleasing the good taste of the Athenians, while
+she ministered to their vanity and their vices. The wise and good
+lamented the universal depravity of manners, sanctioned by her
+influence; but a people so gay, so ardent, so intensely enamoured of the
+beautiful, readily acknowledged the sway of an eloquent and fascinating
+woman, who carefully preserved the appearance of decorum. Like the
+Gabrielles and Pompadours of modern times, Aspasia obtained present
+admiration and future fame, while hundreds of better women were
+neglected and forgotten. The crowds of wealthy and distinguished men who
+gathered around her, were profuse in their flattery, and munificent in
+their gifts; and Pericles so far yielded to her influence, that he
+divorced his wife and married her.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon was at that time on terms of intimacy with the illustrious
+orator; and he earnestly remonstrated against this union, as alike
+disgraceful to Pericles and injurious to public morals. By this advice
+he incurred the inveterate dislike of Aspasia; who never rested from her
+efforts until she had persuaded her husband to procure the revival of an
+ancient law, by which all citizens who married foreigners, were
+subjected to a heavy fine; and all persons, whose parents were not both
+Athenians, were declared incapable of voting in the public assemblies,
+or of inheriting the estates of their fathers. Pericles the more
+readily consented to this, because such a law at once deprived many
+political enemies of power. Phil&aelig;mon was the son of Ch&aelig;rila&uuml;s, a
+wealthy Athenian; but his mother had been born in Corinth, though
+brought to Athens during childhood. It was supposed that this latter
+circumstance, added to the patriotism of his family and his own moral
+excellence, would prevent the application of the law in his individual
+case. But Alcibiades, for reasons unknown to the public, united his
+influence with that of Aspasia; and their partizans were active and
+powerful. When the case was tried in the court of illegitimacy at
+Cynosarges, Phil&aelig;mon was declared a sojourner in Athens, incapable of
+holding any office, and dispossessed of his paternal inheritance.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora was a mere infant when Phidias bought her of a poor goatherd in
+Phelle. The child was sitting upon a rock, caressing a kid, when the
+sculptor first saw her, and the gracefulness of her attitude attracted
+his attention, while her innocent beauty touched his heart. She and her
+nurse had been stolen from the Ionian coast, by Greek pirates. The nurse
+was sold into slavery, and the babe delivered by one of the pirates to
+the care of his mother. The little creature, in her lisping way, called
+herself baby Minta; and this appellation she retained, until Phidias
+gave her the name of Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, the orphan daughter of Alcimenes, son of Anaxagoras, was a
+year or two older than Eudora. She was brought to Athens, at about the
+same period; and as they resided very near each other, the habitual
+intercourse of childhood naturally ripened into mature friendship. No
+interruption of this constant intimacy occurred, until Philothea was
+appointed one of the Canephor&aelig;, whose duty it was to embroider the
+sacred peplus, and to carry baskets in the grand procession of the
+Panathen&aelig;a. Six months of complete seclusion within the walls of the
+Acropolis, were required of the Canephor&aelig;. During this protracted
+absence, Aspasia persuaded Phidias to bring Eudora frequently to her
+house; and her influence insensibly produced a great change in that
+young person, whose character was even more flexile than her form.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter II.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;With grace divine her soul is blest,<br />
+And heavenly Pallas breathes within her breast;<br />
+In wonderous arts than woman more renowned,<br />
+And more than woman with deep wisdom crowned.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>It was the last market hour of Athens, when Anaxagoras, Philothea, and
+Eudora, accompanied by Geta, the favourite slave of Phidias, stepped
+forth into the street, on their way to Aspasia's residence.</p>
+
+<p>Loud shouts of laughter came from the agoras, and the whole air was
+filled with the hum of a busy multitude. Groups of citizens lingered
+about the porticos; Egyptians, Medians, Sicilians, and strangers from
+all the neighbouring States of Greece, thronged the broad avenue of the
+Pir&aelig;us; women, carrying upon their heads olive jars, baskets of grapes,
+and vases of water, glided among the crowd, with that majestic motion so
+peculiar to the peasantry in countries where this custom prevails.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea drew the folds of her veil more closely, and clung timidly to
+her venerable protector. But neither this, nor increasing twilight,
+could screen the graceful maidens from observation. Athenians looked
+back as they passed, and foreigners paused to inquire their name and
+parentage.</p>
+
+<p>In a few moments they were under the walls of the Acropolis, walking in
+the shadow of the olive groves, among god-like statues, to which the
+gathering obscurity of evening gave an impressive distinctness&mdash;as if
+the light departing from the world, stood petrified in marble.</p>
+
+<p>Thence they entered the inner Ceramicus, where Aspasia resided. The
+building, like all the private houses of Athens, had a plain exterior,
+strongly contrasted by the magnificence of surrounding temples, and
+porticos. At the gate, an image of Hermes looked toward the harbour,
+while Ph&oelig;bus, leaning on his lyre, appeared to gaze earnestly at the
+dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>A slave, stationed near the door, lighted the way to the apartment where
+Aspasia was reclining, with a Doric harp by her side, on which she had
+just been playing. The first emotion she excited was surprise at the
+radiant and lucid expression, which mantled her whole face, and made the
+very blood seem eloquent. In her large dark eye the proud consciousness
+of intellect was softened only by melting voluptuousness; but something
+of sadness about her beautiful mouth gave indication that the heavenly
+part of her nature still struggled with earth-born passions.</p>
+
+<p>A garland of golden leaves, with large drops of pearl, was interwoven
+among the glossy braids of her hair, and rested on her forehead.</p>
+
+<p>She wore a robe of rich Milesian purple, the folds of which were
+confined on one shoulder within a broad ring of gold, curiously wrought;
+on the other they were fastened by a beautiful cameo, representing the
+head of Pericles. The crimson couch gave a soft flush to the cheek and
+snowy arm that rested on it; and, for a moment, even Philothea yielded
+to the enchantment of her beauty.</p>
+
+<p>Full of smiles, Aspasia rose and greeted Eudora, with the ease and
+gracefulness of one long accustomed to homage; but when the venerable
+philosopher introduced his child, she felt the simple purity emanating
+from their characters, and something of embarrassment mingled with her
+respectful salutation.</p>
+
+<p>Her own face was uncovered, contrary to the custom of Grecian women; and
+after a few of those casual remarks which everywhere serve to fill up
+the pauses in conversation, she playfully seized Eudora's veil, and
+threw it back over her shoulders. She would have done the same to
+Philothea; but the maiden placed her hand on the half transparent
+covering, and said, &quot;With your leave, lady, I remain veiled.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But I cannot give my leave,&quot; rejoined Aspasia, playfully, still keeping
+her hold upon the veil: &quot;I must see this tyrannical custom done away in
+the free commonwealth of Athens. All the matrons who visit my house
+agree with me in this point; all are willing to renounce the absurd
+fashion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But in a maiden it would be less seemly,&quot; answered Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>Thus resisted, Aspasia appealed to Anaxagoras to exert his authority;
+adding, in an audible whisper, &quot;Phidias has told me that she is as
+lovely as the immortals.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a quiet smile, the aged philosopher replied, &quot;My child must be
+guided by her own heart. The gods have there placed an oracle, which
+never misleads or perplexes those who listen to it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia continued, &quot;From what I had heard of you, Philothea, I expected
+to find you above the narrow prejudices of Grecian women. In <i>you</i> I was
+sure of a mind strong enough to break the fetters of habit. Tell me, my
+bashful maiden, why is beauty given us, unless it be like sunlight to
+bless and gladden the world?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Lady,&quot; replied the gentle recluse, &quot;beauty is given to remind us that
+the soul should be kept as fair and perfect in its proportions, as the
+temple in which it dwells.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are above ordinary women,&quot; said Aspasia; &quot;for you hear me allude to
+your beauty without affecting to contradict me, and apparently without
+pleasure.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The sound of voices in earnest conversation announced the approach of
+Pericles with visiters. &quot;Come to my room for a few moments,&quot; said
+Aspasia, addressing the maidens: &quot;I have just received a magnificent
+present, which I am sure Eudora will admire. As she spoke, she led the
+way to an upper apartment. When they opened the door, a soft light shone
+upon them from a lamp, which a marble Psyche shaded with her hand, as
+she bent over the couch of Eros.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now that we are quite sure of being uninterrupted, you cannot refuse to
+raise your veil,&quot; said Aspasia.</p>
+
+<p>Simply and naturally, the maiden did as she was desired; without any
+emotion of displeasure or exultation at the eager curiosity of her
+hostess.</p>
+
+<p>For an instant, Aspasia stood rebuked and silent, in the presence of
+that serene and holy beauty.</p>
+
+<p>With deep feeling she exclaimed, &quot;Maiden, Phidias spoke truly. Even
+thus do we imagine the immortals!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A faint blush gleamed on Philothea's face; for her meek spirit was
+pained by a comparison with things divine; but it passed rapidly; and
+her whole soul became absorbed in the lovely statues before her.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's speaking glance seemed to say, &quot;I knew her beauty would
+surprise you!&quot; and then, with the eager gayety of a little child, she
+began to examine the gorgeous decorations of the room.</p>
+
+<p>The couch rested on two sphinxes of gold and ivory, over which the
+purple drapery fell in rich and massive folds. In one corner, a pedestal
+of Egyptian marble supported an alabaster vase, on the edge of which
+were two doves, exquisitely carved, one just raising his head, the other
+stooping to drink. On a similar stand, at the other side, stood a
+peacock, glittering with many coloured gems. The head lowered upon the
+breast formed the handle; while here and there, among the brilliant tail
+feathers, appeared a languid flame slowly burning away the perfumed oil,
+with which the bird was filled.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora clapped her hands, with an exclamation of delight. &quot;That is the
+present of which I spoke,&quot; said Aspasia, smiling: &quot;It was sent by
+Artaphernes, the Persian, who has lately come to Athens to buy pictures
+and statues for the great king.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As Philothea turned towards her companion, she met Aspasia's earnest
+gaze. &quot;Had you forgotten where you were?&quot; she asked.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, lady, I could not forget that,&quot; replied the maiden. As she spoke,
+she hastily withdrew her eyes from an immodest picture, on which they
+had accidentally rested; and, blushing deeply, she added, &quot;But there is
+something so life-like in that slumbering marble, that for a moment I
+almost feared Eudora would waken it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You will not look upon the picture,&quot; rejoined Aspasia; &quot;yet it relates
+a story of one of the gods you reverence so highly. I am told you are a
+devout believer in these fables?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When fiction is the robe of truth, I worship it for what it covers,&quot;
+replied Philothea; &quot;but I love not the degrading fables which poets have
+made concerning divine beings. Such were not the gods of Solon; for such
+the wise and good can never be, in this world or another.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then you believe in a future existence?&quot; said Aspasia, with an
+incredulous smile.</p>
+
+<p>With quiet earnestness, Philothea answered:&mdash;&quot;Lady, the simple fact that
+the human soul has ever <i>thought</i> of another world, is sufficient proof
+that there is one; for how can an idea be formed by mortals, unless it
+has first existed in the divine mind?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A reader of Plato, I perceive!&quot; exclaimed Aspasia: &quot;They told me I
+should find you pure and child-like; with a soul from which poetry
+sparkled, like moonlight on the waters. I did not know that wisdom and
+philosophy lay concealed in its depths.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Is there any other wisdom, than true simplicity and innocence?&quot; asked
+the maiden.</p>
+
+<p>With a look of delighted interest, Aspasia took her arm familiarly;
+saying, &quot;You and I must be friends. I shall not grow weary of you, as I
+do of other women. Not of you, dearest,&quot; she added in an under tone,
+tapping Eudora's cheek. &quot;You must come here constantly, Philothea.
+Though I am aware,&quot; continued she, smiling, &quot;that it is bad policy for
+me to seek a guest who will be sure to eclipse me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pardon me, lady,&quot; said Philothea, gently disengaging herself:
+&quot;Friendship cannot be without sympathy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A sudden flush of anger suffused Aspasia's countenance; and Eudora
+looked imploringly at her friend, as she said, &quot;You love <i>me</i>,
+Philothea; and I am sure we are very different.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I crave pardon,&quot; interrupted Aspasia, with haughty impatience. &quot;I
+should have remembered that the conversation prized by Pericles and
+Plato, might appear contemptible, to this youthful Pallas, who so
+proudly seeks to conceal her precious wisdom from ears profane.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Lady, you mistake me,&quot; answered Philothea, mildly: &quot;Your intellect,
+your knowledge, are as far above mine, as the radiant stars are above
+the flowers of the field. Besides, I never felt contempt for anything to
+which the gods had given life. It is impossible for me to despise you;
+but I pity you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pity!&quot; exclaimed Aspasia, in a piercing tone, which made both the
+maidens start. &quot;Am I not the wife of Pericles, and the friend of Plato?
+Has not Phidias modelled his Aphrodite from my form? Is there in all
+Greece a poet who has not sung my praises? Is there an artist who has
+not paid me tribute? Ph&oelig;nicia sends me her most splendid manufactures
+and her choicest slaves; Egypt brings her finest linen and her metals of
+curious workmanship; while Persia unrolls her silks, and pours out her
+gems at my feet. To the remotest period of time, the world,&mdash;aye, the
+<i>world</i>,&mdash;maiden, will hear of Aspasia, the beautiful and the gifted!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For a moment, Philothea looked on her, silently and meekly, as she stood
+with folded arms, flushed brow, and proudly arched neck. Then, in a
+soft, sad voice, she answered: &quot;Aye, lady&mdash;but will your spirit <i>hear</i>
+the echo of your fame, as it rolls back from the now silent shores of
+distant ages?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You utter nonsense!&quot; said Aspasia, abruptly: &quot;There is no immortality
+but fame. In history, the star of my existence will never set&mdash;but shine
+brilliantly and forever in the midst of its most glorious
+constellation!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a brief pause, Philothea resumed: &quot;But when men talk of Aspasia
+the beautiful and the gifted, will they add, Aspasia the good&mdash;the
+happy&mdash;the innocent?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The last word was spoken in a low, emphatic tone. A slight quivering
+about Aspasia's lips betrayed emotion crowded back upon the heart; while
+Eudora bowed her head, in silent confusion, at the bold admonition of
+her friend.</p>
+
+<p>With impressive kindness, the maiden continued: &quot;Daughter of Axiochus,
+do you never suspect that the homage you receive is half made up of
+selfishness and impurity? This boasted power of intellect&mdash;this giddy
+triumph of beauty&mdash;what do they do for you? Do they make you happy in
+the communion of your own heart? Do they bring you nearer to the gods?
+Do they make the memory of your childhood a gladness, or a sorrow?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia sank on the couch, and bowed her head upon her hands. For a few
+moments, the tears might be seen stealing through her fingers; while
+Eudora, with the ready sympathy of a warm heart, sobbed aloud.</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia soon recovered her composure. &quot;Philothea,&quot; she said, &quot;you have
+spoken to me as no one ever dared to speak; but my own heart has
+sometimes uttered the truth less mildly. Yesterday I learned the same
+lesson from a harsher voice. A Corinthian sailor pointed at this house,
+and said, 'There dwells Aspasia, the courtezan, who makes her wealth by
+the corruption of Athens!' My very blood boiled in my veins, that such
+an one as he could give me pain. It is true the illustrious Pericles has
+made me his wife; but there are things which even his power, and my own
+allurements, fail to procure. Ambitious women do indeed come here to
+learn how to be distinguished; and the vain come to study the fashion of
+my garments, and the newest braid of my hair. But the purest and best
+matrons of Greece refuse to be my guests. You, Philothea, came
+reluctantly&mdash;and because Pericles would have it so. Yes,&quot; she added, the
+tears again starting to her eyes&mdash;&quot;I know the price at which I purchase
+celebrity. Poets will sing of me at feasts, and orators describe me at
+the games; but what will that be to me, when I have gone into the silent
+tomb? Like the lifeless guest at Egyptian tables, Aspasia will be all
+unconscious of the garlands she wears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea, you think me vain, and heartless, and wicked; and so I am.
+But there are moments when I am willing that this tongue, so praised for
+its eloquence, should be dumb forever&mdash;that this beauty, which men
+worship, should be hidden in the deepest recesses of barbarian
+forests&mdash;so that I might again be as I was, when the sky was clothed in
+perpetual glory, and the earth wore not so sad a smile as now. Oh,
+Philothea! would to the gods, I had your purity and goodness! But you
+despise me;&mdash;for you are innocent.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Soothingly, and almost tearfully, the maiden replied: &quot;No, lady; such
+were not the feelings which made me say we could not be friends. It is
+because we have chosen different paths; and paths that never approach
+each other. What to you seem idle dreams, are to me sublime realities,
+for which I would gladly exchange all that you prize in existence. You
+live for immortality in this world; I live for immortality in another.
+The public voice is your oracle; I listen to the whisperings of the gods
+in the stillness of my own heart; and never yet, dear lady, have those
+two oracles spoken the same language.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then falling on her knees, and looking up earnestly, she exclaimed,
+&quot;Beautiful and gifted one! Listen to the voice that tries to win you
+back to innocence and truth! Give your heart up to it, as a little child
+led by its mother's hand! Then shall the flowers again breathe poetry,
+and the stars move in music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is too late,&quot; murmured Aspasia: &quot;The flowers are scorched&mdash;the stars
+are clouded. I cannot again be as I have been.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Lady, it is <i>never</i> too late,&quot; replied Philothea: &quot;You have unbounded
+influence&mdash;use it nobly! No longer seek popularity by flattering the
+vanity, or ministering to the passions of the Athenians. Let young men
+hear the praise of virtue from the lips of beauty. Let them see religion
+married to immortal genius. Tell them it is ignoble to barter the
+heart's wealth for heaps of coin&mdash;that love weaves a simple wreath of
+his own bright hopes, stronger than massive chains of gold. Urge
+Pericles to prize the good of Athens more than the applause of its
+populace&mdash;to value the permanence of her free institutions more than the
+splendour of her edifices. Oh, lady, never, never, had any mortal such
+power to do good!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia sat gazing intently on the beautiful speaker, whose tones grew
+more and more earnest as she proceeded.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea,&quot; she replied, &quot;you have moved me strangely. There is about
+you an influence that cannot be resisted. It is like what Pindar says of
+music; if it does not give delight, it is sure to agitate and oppress
+the heart. From the first moment you spoke, I have felt this mysterious
+power. It is as if some superior being led me back, even against my
+will, to the days of my childhood, when I gathered acorns from the
+ancient oak that shadows the fountain of Byblis, or ran about on the
+banks of my own beloved Meander, filling my robe with flowers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There was silence for a moment. Eudora smiled through her tears, as she
+whispered, &quot;Now, Philothea, sing that sweet song Anaxagoras taught you.
+He too is of Ionia; and Aspasia will love to hear it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden answered with a gentle smile, and began to warble the first
+notes of a simple bird-like song.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Hush!&quot; said Aspasia, putting her hand on Philothea's mouth, and
+bursting into tears&mdash;&quot;It was the first tune I ever learned; and I have
+not heard it since my mother sung it to me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then let me sing it, lady,&quot; rejoined Philothea: &quot;It is good for us to
+keep near our childhood. In leaving it, we wander from the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A slight tap at the door made Aspasia start up suddenly; and stooping
+over the alabaster vase of water, she hastened to remove all traces of
+her tears.</p>
+
+<p>As Eudora opened the door, a Byzantian slave bowed low, and waited
+permission to speak.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your message?&quot; said Aspasia, with queenly brevity.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If it please you, lady, my master bids me say he desires your
+presence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We come directly,&quot; she replied; and with another low bow, the Byzantian
+closed the door. Before a mirror of polished steel, supported by ivory
+Graces, Aspasia paused to adjust the folds of her robe, and replace a
+curl that had strayed from its golden fillet.</p>
+
+<p>As she passed, she continued to look back at the reflection of her own
+fair form, with a proud glance, which seemed to say, &quot;Aspasia is herself
+again!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea took Eudora's arm, and folding her veil about her, with a deep
+sigh followed to the room below.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter III.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>All is prepared&mdash;the table and the feast&mdash;<br />
+With due appurtenance of clothes and cushions.<br />
+Chaplets and dainties of all kinds abound:<br />
+Here rich perfumes are seen&mdash;there cakes and cates<br />
+Of every fashion; cakes of honey, cakes<br />
+Of sesamum, and cakes of unground corn.<br />
+What more? A troop of dancing women fair,<br />
+And minstrels who may chaunt us sweet Harmodius.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ARISTOPHANES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>The room in which the guests were assembled, was furnished with less of
+Asiatic splendour than the private apartment of Aspasia; but in its
+magnificent simplicity there was a more perfect manifestation of ideal
+beauty. It was divided in the middle by eight Ionic columns, alternately
+of Phrygian and Pentelic marble. Between the central pillars stood a
+superb statue from the hand of Phidias, representing Aphrodite guided by
+Love, and crowned by Peitho, goddess of Persuasion. Around the walls
+were Ph&oelig;bus and Hermes in Parian marble, and the nine Muses in ivory. A
+fountain of perfumed water, from the adjoining room, diffused coolness
+and fragrance, as it passed through a number of concealed pipes, and
+finally flowed into a magnificent vase, supported by a troop of Naiades.</p>
+
+<p>In a recess stood the famous lion of Myron, surrounded by infant Loves,
+playing with his paws, climbing his back, and decorating his neck with
+garlands. This beautiful group seemed actually to live and move in the
+clear light and deep shadows derived from a silver lamp suspended above.</p>
+
+<p>The walls were enriched with some of the choicest paintings of
+Apollodorus, Zeuxis, and Polygnotus. Near a fine likeness of Pericles,
+by Aristolaus, was Aspasia, represented as Chloris scattering flowers
+over the earth, and attended by winged Hours.</p>
+
+<p>It chanced that Pericles himself reclined beneath his portrait, and
+though political anxiety had taken from his countenance something of the
+cheerful freshness which characterized the picture, he still retained
+the same elevated beauty&mdash;the same deep, quiet expression of
+intellectual power. At a short distance, with his arm resting on the
+couch, stood his nephew Alcibiades, deservedly called the handsomest man
+in Athens. He was laughing with Hermippus, the comic writer, whose
+shrewd, sarcastic and mischievous face was expressive of his calling.
+Phidias slowly paced the room, talking of the current news with the
+Persian Artaphernes. Anaxagoras reclined near the statue of Aphrodite,
+listening and occasionally speaking to Plato, who leaned against one of
+the marble pillars, in earnest conversation with a learned Ethiopian.</p>
+
+<p>The gorgeous apparel of the Asiatic and African guests, contrasted
+strongly with the graceful simplicity of Grecian costume. A
+saffron-coloured mantle and a richly embroidered Median vest glittered
+on the person of the venerable Artaphernes. Tithonus, the Ethiopian,
+wore a skirt of ample folds, which scarcely fell below the knee. It was
+of the glorious Tyrian hue, resembling a crimson light shining through
+transparent purple. The edge of the garment was curiously wrought with
+golden palm leaves. It terminated at the waist in a large roll, twined
+with massive chains of gold, and fastened by a clasp of the far-famed
+Ethiopian topaz. The upper part of his person was uncovered and
+unornamented, save by broad bracelets of gold, which formed a
+magnificent contrast with the sable colour of his vigorous and
+finely-proportioned limbs.</p>
+
+<p>As the ladies entered, the various groups came forward to meet them; and
+all were welcomed by Aspasia with earnest cordiality and graceful
+self-possession. While the brief salutations were passing, Hipparete,
+the wife of Alcibiades came from an inner apartment, where she had been
+waiting for her hostess. She was a fair, amiable young matron, evidently
+conscious of her high rank. The short blue tunic, which she wore over a
+lemon-coloured robe, was embroidered with golden grasshoppers; and on
+her forehead sparkled a jewelled insect of the same species. It was the
+emblem of unmixed Athenian blood; and Hipparete alone, of all the ladies
+present, had a right to wear it. Her manners were an elaborate copy of
+Aspasia; but deprived of the powerful charm of unconsciousness, which
+flowed like a principle of life into every motion of that beautiful
+enchantress.</p>
+
+<p>The momentary silence, so apt to follow introductions, was interrupted
+by an Ethiopian boy, who, at a signal from Tithonus, emerged from behind
+the columns, and kneeling, presented to Aspasia a beautiful box of
+ivory, inlaid with gold, filled with the choicest perfumes. The lady
+acknowledged the costly offering by a gracious smile, and a low bend of
+the head toward the giver.</p>
+
+<p>The ivory was wrought with exquisite skill, representing the imaginary
+forms of the constellations, studded with golden stars. The whole rested
+on a golden image of Atlas, bending beneath the weight. The box was
+passed from hand to hand, and excited universal admiration.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Were these figures carved by an artist of your own country?&quot; asked
+Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>With a smile, Tithonus replied, &quot;You ask the question because you see a
+Grecian spirit in those forms. They were indeed fashioned by an
+Ethiopian; but one who had long resided in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is truly a freedom and variety in these figures, which I have
+rarely seen even in Greece,&quot; rejoined Phidias; &quot;and I have never met
+with those characteristics in Ethiopian or Egyptian workmanship.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;They belong not to the genius of those countries,&quot; answered Tithonus:
+&quot;Philosophy and the arts are but a manifestation of the intelligible
+ideas that move the public mind; and thus they become visible images of
+the nations whence they emanate. The philosophy of the East is misty and
+vast&mdash;with a gleam of truth here and there, resting like sunlight on the
+edge of a dark and mighty cloud. Hence, our architecture and statuary is
+massive and of immense proportions. Greece is free&mdash;therefore she has a
+philosopher, who sees that every idea must have a form, and in every
+form discovers its appropriate life. And because philosophy has
+perceived that the principle of vitality and beauty flows from the
+divine mind into each and every earthly thing, therefore Greece has a
+sculptor, who can mould his thoughts into marble forms, from which the
+free grandeur of the soul emanates like a perpetual presence.&quot; As he
+spoke, he bowed low to Plato and Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The gigantic statues of Sicily have fair proportions,&quot; said Plato; &quot;and
+they have life; but it is life in deep repose. There is the vastness of
+eternity, without the activity of time.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The most ancient statuary of all nations is an image of death; not of
+sleeping energy,&quot; observed Aspasia. &quot;The arms adhere rigidly to the
+sides, the feet form one block; and even in the face, the divine ideal
+seems struggling hard to enter the reluctant form. But thanks to
+Pygmalion of Cyprus, we now have the visible impress of every passion
+carved in stone. The spirit of beauty now flows freely into the
+harmonious proportions, even as the oracle is filled by the inspiration
+of the god. Now the foot bounds from the pedestal, the finger points to
+the stars, and life breathes from every limb. But in good time the
+Lybian pipe warns us that the feast is ready. We must not soar too far
+above the earth, while she offers us the rich treasures of her
+fruit-trees and vines.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yet it is ever thus, when Plato is with us,&quot; exclaimed Pericles. &quot;He
+walks with his head among the stars&mdash;and, by a magic influence, we rise
+to his elevation, until we perceive the shadows of majestic worlds,
+known in their reality only to the gods. As the approach of Ph&oelig;bus
+fills the priestess with prophecy, so does this son of Ph&oelig;bus impart
+something of his own eloquence to all who come within its power.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You speak truly, O Pericles,&quot; replied Tithonus; &quot;but it is a truth felt
+only by those who are in some measure worthy to receive it. Aspasia
+said wisely, that the spirit of beauty flows in, only where the
+proportions are harmonious. The gods are ever with us, but few feel the
+presence of the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, speaking in a low tone to Eudora, added, &quot;And Plato rejoices
+in their glorious presence, not only because he walks with his head
+among the stars, but because he carries in his heart a blessing for
+every little child.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>These words, though spoken almost in a whisper, reached the ear of the
+philosopher himself; and he turned toward the lovely speaker with a
+beaming glance, which distinctly told that his choicest blessings were
+bestowed upon spirits pure and gentle as her own.</p>
+
+<p>Thus conversing, the guests passed between the marble columns, and
+entered that part of the room where the banquet was prepared. Aspasia
+filled a golden basket with Athenian olives, Ph&oelig;nician dates, and
+almonds of Naxos, and whispering a brief invocation, placed it on a
+small altar, before an ivory image of Demeter, which stood in the midst
+of the table. Seats covered with crimson cloth were arranged at the end
+of the couches, for the accommodation of women; but the men reclined in
+Asiatic fashion, while beautiful damsels sprinkled perfumes on their
+heads, and offered water for their hands in vases of silver.</p>
+
+<p>In choosing one to preside over the festivities of the evening, the lot
+fell upon Tithonus; but he gracefully declined the office, saying it
+properly belonged to an Athenian.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then I must insist that you appoint your successor,&quot; said Aspasia.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your command partakes little of the democracy of Athenian
+institutions,&quot; answered he, smiling; &quot;but I obey it cheerfully; and
+will, as most fitting, crown the wisest.&quot; He arose, as he spoke, and
+reverently placed the chaplet on the head of Plato.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I will transfer it to the most beautiful,&quot; rejoined the philosopher;
+and he attempted to place the garland on the brow of Alcibiades. But the
+young man prevented him, and exclaimed, &quot;Nay&mdash;according to your own
+doctrines, O admirable Plato, wisdom should wear the crown; since beauty
+is but its outward form.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus urged, Plato accepted the honours of the banquet; and taking a
+handful of garlands from the golden urn on which they were suspended, he
+proceeded to crown the guests. He first placed upon Aspasia's head a
+wreath of bright and variegated flowers, among which the rose and the
+myrtle were most conspicuous. Upon Hipparete he bestowed a coronal of
+violets, regarded by the proud Athenians as their own peculiar flower.
+Philothea received a crown of pure white lilies.</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia, observing this, exclaimed, &quot;Tell me, O Plato, how you knew that
+wreath, above all the others, was woven for the grand-daughter of
+Anaxagoras?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When I hear a note of music, can I not at once strike its chord?&quot;
+answered the philosopher: &quot;Even as surely is there an everlasting
+harmony between the soul of man and the visible forms of creation. If
+there were no innocent hearts, there would be no white lilies.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A shadow passed over Aspasia's expressive countenance; for she was aware
+that her own brilliant wreath contained not one purely white blossom.
+But her features had been well-trained to conceal her sentiments; and
+her usual vivacity instantly returned.</p>
+
+<p>The remainder of the garlands were bestowed so rapidly, that there
+seemed scarcely time for deliberate choice; yet Pericles wore the oak
+leaves sacred to Zeus; and the laurel and olive of Ph&oelig;bus rested on the
+brow of Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>A half mischievous smile played round Aspasia's lips, when she saw the
+wreath of ivy and grape leaves placed on the head of Alcibiades. &quot;Son of
+Aristo,&quot; she exclaimed, &quot;the Ph&oelig;nician Magii have given you good skill
+in divination. You have bestowed every garland appropriately.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It needed little magic,&quot; replied Plato, &quot;to know that the oaken leaves
+belonged to one whose eloquence is so often called Olympian; or that the
+laurel was due to him who fashioned Pallas Parthenia; and Alcibiades
+would no doubt contend boldly with any man who professed to worship the
+god of vineyards with more zeal than himself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The gay Athenian answered this challenge by singing part of an
+Anacreontic ode, often repeated during the festivities of the Dionysia:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;To-day I'll haste to quaff my wine,<br />
+As if to-morrow ne'er should shine;<br />
+But if to-morrow comes, why then&mdash;<br />
+I'll haste to quaff my wine again.</p>
+
+<p>For death may come with brow unpleasant&mdash;<br />
+May come when least we wish him present,<br />
+And beckon to the sable shore,<br />
+And grimly bid us&mdash;drink no more!&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>This profane song was sung in a voice so clear and melodious, that
+Tithonus exclaimed, &quot;You err, O Plato, in saying the tuneful soul of
+Marsyas has passed into the nightingale; for surely it remains with this
+young Athenian. Son of Clinias, you must be well skilled in playing upon
+the flute the divine airs of Mysian Olympus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not I, so help me Dionysus!&quot; lisped Alcibiades. &quot;My music master will
+tell you that I ever went to my pipes reluctantly. I make ten sacrifices
+to equestrian Poseidon, where I offer one gift to the Parnassian
+chorus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Stranger, thou hast not yet learned the fashions of Athens,&quot; said
+Anaxagoras, gravely. &quot;Our young equestrians now busy themselves with
+carved chariots, and Persian mantles of the newest mode. They vie with
+each other in costly wines; train doves to shower luxuriant perfumes
+from their wings; and upon the issue of a contest between fighting
+quails, they stake sums large enough to endow a princess. To play upon
+the silver-voiced flute is Theban-like and vulgar. They leave that to
+their slaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why not leave laughter to the slaves?&quot; asked Hermippus; &quot;since
+anything more than a graceful smile distorts the beauty of the features?
+I suppose bright eyes would weep in Athens, should the cheeks of
+Alcibiades be seen puffed out with vulgar wind-instruments.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And can you expect the youth of Athens to be wiser than their gods?&quot;
+rejoined Aspasia. &quot;Pallas threw away her favourite flute, because Hera
+and Aphrodite laughed at her distorted countenance while she played upon
+it. It was but a womanly trick in the virgin daughter of Zeus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus looked at the speaker with a slight expression of surprise;
+which Hermippus perceiving, he thus addressed him, in a cool, ironical
+tone: &quot;O Ethiopian stranger, it is evident you know little of Athens; or
+you would have perceived that a belief in the gods is more vulgar than
+flute-playing. Such trash is deemed fit for the imbecility of the aged,
+and the ignorance of the populace. With equestrians and philosophers, it
+is out of date. You must seek for it among those who sell fish at the
+gates; or with the sailors at Pir&aelig;us and Phalerum.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have visited the Temple of Poseidon, in the Pir&aelig;us,&quot; observed
+Aspasia; &quot;and I saw there a multitude of offerings from those who had
+escaped shipwreck.&quot; She paused slightly, and added, with a significant
+smile, &quot;But I perceived no paintings of those who had been wrecked,
+notwithstanding their supplications to the god.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she spoke, she observed that Pericles withdrew a rose from the
+garland wherewith his cup was crowned; and though the action was so
+slight as to pass unobserved by others, she instantly understood the
+caution he intended to convey by that emblem sacred to the god of
+silence.</p>
+
+<p>At a signal from Plato, slaves filled the goblets with wine, and he rose
+to propose the usual libation to the gods. Every Grecian guest joined in
+the ceremony, singing in a recitative tone:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Dionysus, this to thee,<br />
+God of warm festivity!<br />
+Giver of the fruitful vine,<br />
+To thee we pour the rosy wine!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Music, from the adjoining room, struck in with the chorus, and continued
+for some moments after it had ceased.</p>
+
+<p>For a short time, the conversation was confined to the courtesies of the
+table, as the guests partook of the delicious viands before them. Plato
+ate olives and bread only; and the water he drank was scarcely tinged
+with Lesbian wine. Alcibiades rallied him upon this abstemiousness; and
+Pericles reminded him that even his great pattern, Socrates, gave
+Dionysus his dues, while he worshipped the heaven-born Pallas.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher quietly replied, &quot;I can worship the fiery God of Vintage
+only when married with Nymphs of the Fountain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But tell me, O Anaxagoras and Plato,&quot; exclaimed Tithonus, &quot;if, as
+Hermippus hath said, the Grecian philosophers discard the theology of
+the poets? Do ye not believe in the Gods?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato would have smiled, had he not reverenced the simplicity that
+expected a frank and honest answer to a question so dangerous.
+Anaxagoras briefly replied, that the mind which did not believe in
+divine beings, must be cold and dark indeed.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Even so,&quot; replied Artiphernes, devoutly; &quot;blessed be Oromasdes, who
+sends Mithras to warm and enlighten the world! But what surprises me
+most is, that you Grecians import new divinities from other countries,
+as freely as slaves, or papyrus, or marble. The sculptor of the gods
+will scarcely be able to fashion half their images.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If the custom continues,&quot; rejoined Phidias, &quot;it will indeed require a
+life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thanks to the munificence of artists, every deity has a representative
+in my dwelling,&quot; observed Aspasia.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have heard strangers express their surprise that the Athenians have
+never erected a statue to the principle of <i>Modesty</i>&quot; said Hermippus.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;So much the more need that we enshrine her image in our own hearts,&quot;
+rejoined Plato.</p>
+
+<p>The sarcastic comedian made no reply to this quiet rebuke. Looking
+toward Artaphernes, he continued: &quot;Tell me, O servant of the great king,
+wherein the people of your country are more wise in worshipping the sun,
+than we who represent the same divinity in marble!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The principles of the Persian religion are simple, steady, and
+uniform,&quot; replied Artaphernes; &quot;but the Athenian are always changing.
+You not only adopt foreign gods, but sometimes create new ones, and
+admit them into your theology by solemn act of the great council. These
+circumstances have led me to suppose that you worship them as mere
+forms. The Persian Magii do indeed prostrate themselves before the
+rising Sun; but they do it in the name of Oromasdes, the universal
+Principle of Good, of whom that great luminary is the visible symbol. In
+our solemn processions, the chariot sacred to Oromasdes precedes the
+horse dedicated to Mithras; and there is deep meaning in the
+arrangement. The Sun and Zodiac, the Balance and the Rule, are but
+emblems of truths, mysterious and eternal. As the garlands we throw on
+the sacred fire feed the flame, rather than extinguish it, so the
+sublime symbols of our religion are intended to preserve, not to
+conceal, the truths within them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Though you disclaim all images of divinity,&quot; rejoined Aspasia, &quot;yet we
+hear of your Mithras pictured like a Persian King, trampling on a
+prostrate ox.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a smile, Artaphernes replied, &quot;I see, lady, that you would fain
+gain admittance to the Mithraic cave; but its secrets, like those of
+your own Eleusis, are concealed from all save the initiated.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;They tell us,&quot; said Aspasia, &quot;that those who are admitted to the
+Eleusinian mysteries die in peace, and go directly to the Elysian
+fields; while the uninitiated wander about in the infernal abyss.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Of course,&quot; said Anaxagoras, &quot;Alcibiades will go directly to Elysium,
+though Solon groped his way in darkness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old philosopher uttered this with imperturbable gravity, as if
+unconscious of satirical meaning; but some of the guests could scarcely
+repress a smile, as they recollected the dissolute life of the young
+Athenian.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If Alcibiades spoke his real sentiments,&quot; said Aspasia, &quot;I venture to
+say he would tell us that the mystic baskets of Demeter, covered with
+long purple veils, contain nothing half so much worth seeing, as the
+beautiful maidens who carry them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She looked at Pericles, and saw that he again cautioned her, by raising
+the rose toward his face, as if inhaling its fragrance.</p>
+
+<p>There was a brief pause, which Anaxagoras interrupted, by saying, &quot;The
+wise can never reverence images merely as images. There is a mystical
+meaning in the Athenian manner of supplicating the gods with garlands on
+their heads, and bearing in their hands boughs of olive twined with
+wool. Pallas, at whose birth we are told gold rained upon the earth, was
+unquestionably a personification of wisdom. It is not to be supposed
+that the philosophers of our country consider the sun itself as anything
+more than a huge ball of fire; but the sight of that glorious orb leads
+the contemplative soul to the belief in one Pure Intelligence, one
+Universal Mind, which in manifesting itself produces order in the
+material world, and preserves the unconfused distinction of infinite
+varieties.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Such, no doubt, is the tendency of all reflecting minds,&quot; said Phidias;
+&quot;but in general, the mere forms are worshipped, apart from the sacred
+truths they represent. The gods we have introduced from Egypt are
+regarded by the priests of that learned land as emblems of certain
+divine truths brought down from ancient times. They are like the Hermae
+at our doors, which outwardly appear to rest on inexpressive blocks of
+stone; but when opened, they are found to contain beautiful statues of
+the gods within them. It is not so with the new fables which the Greeks
+are continually mixing with their mythology. Pygmalion, as we all know,
+first departed from the rigid outline of ancient sculpture, and
+impressed life and motion upon marble. The poets, in praise of him,
+have told us that his ardent wishes warmed a statue into a lovely and
+breathing woman. The fable is fanciful and pleasing in itself; but will
+it not hereafter be believed as reality? Might not the same history be
+told of much that is believed? It is true,&quot; added he, smiling, &quot;that I
+might be excused for favouring a belief in images, since mortals are
+ever willing to have their own works adored.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What! does Plato respond to the inquiries of Phidias?&quot; asked
+Artaphernes.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher replied: &quot;Within the holy mysteries of our religion is
+preserved a pure and deep meaning, as the waters of Arethusa flow
+uncontaminated beneath the earth and the sea. I do not presume to decide
+whether all that is believed has the inward significancy. I have ever
+deemed such speculations unwise. If the chaste daughter of Latona always
+appears to my thoughts veiled in heavenly purity, it is comparatively
+unimportant whether I can prove that Acteon was torn by his dogs, for
+looking on the goddess with wanton eyes. Anaxagoras, said wisely that
+material forms lead the contemplative mind to the worship of ideal good,
+which is in its nature immortal and divine. Homer tells us that the
+golden chain resting upon Olympus reaches even to the earth. Here we see
+but a few of the last links, and those imperfectly. We are like men in a
+subterranean cave, so chained that they can look only forward to the
+entrance. Far above and behind us is a glowing fire: and beautiful
+beings, of every form, are moving between the light and us poor fettered
+mortals. Some of these bright beings are speaking, and others are
+silent. We see only the shadows cast on the opposite wall of the
+cavern, by the reflection of the fire above; and if we hear the echo of
+voices, we suppose it belongs to those passing shadows. The soul, in its
+present condition, is an exile from the orb of light; its ignorance is
+forgetfulness; and whatever we can perceive of truth, or imagine of
+beauty, is but a reminiscence of our former more glorious state of
+being. He who reverences the gods, and subdues his own passions, returns
+at last to the blest condition from which he fell. But to talk, or
+think, about these things with proud impatience, or polluted morals, is
+like pouring pure water into a miry trench; he who does it disturbs the
+mud, and thus causes the clear water to become defiled. When Odysseus
+removed his armour from the walls, and carried it to an inner apartment,
+invisible Pallas moved before him with her golden lamp, and filled the
+place with radiance divine. Telemachus, seeing the light, exclaimed,
+'Surely, my father, some of the celestial gods are present.' With deep
+wisdom, the king of Ithaca replied, 'Be silent. Restrain your intellect,
+and speak not.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am rebuked, O Plato,&quot; answered Phidias; &quot;and from henceforth, when my
+mind is dark and doubtful, I will remember that transparent drops may
+fall into a turbid well. Nor will I forget that sometimes, when I have
+worked on my statues by torch-light, I could not perceive their real
+expression, because I was carving in the shadow of my own hand.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Little can be learned of the human soul, and its connection with the
+Universal Mind,&quot; said Anaxagoras: &quot;These sublime truths seem vague and
+remote, as Ph&oelig;acia appeared to Odysseus like a vast shield floating on
+the surface of the distant ocean.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The glimmering uncertainty attending all such speculations, has led me
+to attach myself to the Ionic sect, who devote themselves entirely to
+the study of outward nature.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And this is useful,&quot; rejoined Plato: &quot;The man who is to be led from a
+cave will more easily see what the heavens contain by looking to the
+light of the moon and the stars, than by gazing on the sun at noon-day.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Here Hermippus interrupted the discourse, by saying, &quot;The son of Clinias
+does not inform us what <i>he</i> thinks of the gods. While others have
+talked, he has eaten.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am a citizen and a soldier&mdash;neither priest nor philosopher,&quot; replied
+Alcibiades: &quot;With a strong arm and a willing heart to fight for my
+country, I leave others to settle the attributes of her gods. Enough for
+me, that I regularly offer sacrifices in their temples, and pour
+libations upon their altars. I care very little whether there be Elysian
+fields, or not. I will make an Elysium for myself, as long as Aspasia
+permits me to be surrounded by forms so beautiful, and gives me nectar
+like this to drink.&quot; He replaced the goblet, from which he had drunk
+deeply, and exclaimed, &quot;By Dionysus! they quaff nothing better than this
+in voluptuous Ionia!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Methinks a citizen and a soldier might find a more worthy model in
+Spartan, than in Ionian manners,&quot; said Anaxagoras; &quot;but the latter truly
+suits better with the present condition of Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A condition more glorious than that of any other people upon earth,&quot;
+exclaimed Pericles, somewhat warmly: &quot;The story of Athens, enthroned in
+her beauty and power, will thrill through generous hearts, long after
+other nations are forgotten.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She is like a torch sending forth its last bright blaze, before it is
+extinguished forever,&quot; replied Anaxagoras, calmly: &quot;Where idle
+demagogues control the revenues of industrious citizens, the government
+cannot long stand. It is a pyramid with the base uppermost.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You certainly would not blame the wisdom of Aristides, in allowing the
+poor as well as the rich, the privilege of voting?&quot; said Pericles.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A moderate supply of wealth is usually the result of virtuous and
+industrious habits; and it should be respected merely for what it
+indicates,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras. &quot;Aristides, and other wise men, in
+their efforts to satisfy the requirements of a restless people, have
+opened a sluice, without calculating how it would be enlarged by the
+rushing waters, until the very walls of the city are undermined by its
+power.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But can the safety of the state be secured by merely excluding the
+vicious poor?&quot; said Plato. &quot;Are there not among us vicious rich men, who
+would rashly vote for measures destructive of public good, if they could
+thereby increase their own wealth? He who exports figs to maintain
+personal splendour, when there is famine in Attica, has perhaps less
+public virtue than the beggar, who steals them to avoid starvation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But the vicious rich man will bribe the beggar to vote as he
+dictates,&quot; replied Anaxagoras; &quot;and thus his power of doing evil becomes
+two fold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your respect for permanent institutions makes you blind to the love of
+change, inherent and active in the human mind,&quot; said Pericles. &quot;If
+society be like the heaving ocean, those who would guide their vessels
+in safety, must obey the winds and the tides.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Pericles,&quot; replied the old man, earnestly; &quot;if society be a
+tumultuous ocean, government should be its everlasting shores. If the
+statesman watches wind and tide only that his own bark may ride through
+the storm in safety, while every fresh wave sweeps a landmark away, it
+is evident that, sooner or later, the deluge must come.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The discourse was growing too serious to be agreeable to Pericles, who
+well knew that some of his best friends deemed he had injured the state,
+by availing himself too freely of the democratic tendencies of the
+people. Plato, perceiving this, said, &quot;If it please you, Anaxagoras, we
+will leave these subjects to be discussed in the Prytaneum and the
+Agoras. Fair and glorious is the violet-crowned city, and let us trust
+the gods will long preserve it so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thou hast well spoken, son of Aristo,&quot; replied Artaphernes: &quot;Much as I
+had heard of the glory and beauty of Athens, it far surpasses my hopes.
+Perhaps I find myself lingering to gaze on the Odeum more frequently
+than on any other of your magnificent edifices; not for its more
+impressive beauty; but because it is in imitation of our Great King's
+Pavilion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Hermippus looked up, and smiled with ill-natured significance; for
+Cratinus, the ribald, had openly declared in the theatre, that Pericles
+needed only to look in his mirror, to discover a model for the sloping
+roof of the Odeum. Athenian guests were indignant at being thus reminded
+of the gross allusion to a deformity conspicuous in the head of their
+illustrious statesman; but Artaphernes, quite unconscious of his
+meaning, continued: &quot;The noble structure is worthy of him who planned
+it. Yet the unpretending beauty of some of your small temples makes me
+feel more as if I were in the presence of a god. I have often marvelled
+what it is in those fair white columns, that charms me so much more than
+the palaces of the East, refulgent with gems and gold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The beauty that lies <i>within</i> has ever a mysterious power,&quot; answered
+Plato. &quot;An amethyst may beam in the eye of a statue; but what, save the
+soul itself, can give the expression of soul? The very spirit of harmony
+is embodied in the proportions of the Parthenon. It is marble music. I
+sometimes think the whole visible beauty of creation is formed from the
+music of the Infinite; and that the various joys we feel are but the
+union of accordant notes in the great chorus of the universe. There is
+music in the airy dance; music in poetry; music in the glance of a
+beautiful woman; music in the involutions and inflexions of numbers;
+above all, there is music in light! And what <i>Light</i> is in this world,
+<i>Truth</i> is in that glorious world to which the mind of man returns after
+its long exile. Yes, there is music in light! Hence, Ph&oelig;bus is god of
+the Sun and of the Lyre, and Memnon yields sweet sounds to welcome
+approaching day. For this reason, the disciples of Zoroaster and
+Pythagoras hail the rising sun with the melody of harps; and the birds
+pour forth their love of light in song. Perchance the order of the
+universe is revealed in the story of Thebes rising to the lyre of
+Amphion; and Ibycus might have spoken sublime truth, when he told of
+music in the motion of the everlasting stars.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea had listened so earnestly, that for a moment all other
+thoughts were expelled from her mind. She threw back her veil, and with
+her whole soul beaming from her face, she exclaimed, &quot;O Plato, I once
+<i>heard</i> the music of the stars! Ibycus&quot;&mdash;--</p>
+
+<p>The ardent gaze of Alcibiades restored her to painful consciousness;
+and, blushing deeply, she replaced her veil. Aspasia smiled; but Plato,
+with gentle reverence, asked, &quot;What would Philothea say of the divine
+Ibycus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The timid maiden gave no reply; and the tears of innocent shame were
+seen falling fast upon her trembling arm.</p>
+
+<p>With that ready skill, which ever knows how to adapt itself to the
+circumstances of the moment, Aspasia gave a signal to her attendants,
+and at once the mingled melody of voices and instruments burst upon the
+ear. It was one of the enchanting strains of Olympus the Mysian; and
+every heart yielded to its influence. A female slave noiselessly brought
+Aspasia's silver harp, and placed before her guests citharas and lyres,
+of ivory inlaid with gold. One by one, new voices and instruments joined
+in the song; and when the music ceased, there was a pause of deep and
+silent joy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Shame to the feast, where the praises of Harmodius are not sung,&quot; said
+Pericles, smiling, as he looked toward Eudora. With rapid fingers the
+maiden touched her lyre, and sung the patriotic song of Callistratus:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as brave Harmodius did,<br />
+And as Aristogeiton his avenging weapon hid;<br />
+When they slew the haughty tyrant and regained our liberty,<br />
+And, breaking down oppression, made the men of Athens free.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thou art not, loved Harmodius, thou art not surely dead,<br />
+But to some secluded sanctuary far away art fled;<br />
+With the swift-footed Achilleus, unmolested there to rest,<br />
+And to rove with Diomedes through the islands of the blest.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I'll wreathe my sword with myrtle, as Aristogeiton did,<br />
+And as the brave Harmodius his avenging weapon hid;<br />
+When on Athen&aelig;'s festival they aimed the glorious blow,<br />
+And calling on fair freedom, laid the proud Hipparchus low.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thy fame, beloved Harmodius, through ages still shall brighten,<br />
+Nor ever shall thy glory fade, beloved Aristogeiton;<br />
+Because your country's champions ye nobly dared to be,<br />
+And striking down the tyrant, made the men of Athens free.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>The exhilarating notes stirred every Grecian heart. Some waved their
+garlands in triumph, while others joined in the music, and kept time
+with branches of myrtle.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;By Ph&oelig;bus! a glorious song and divinely sung,&quot; exclaimed Alcibiades:
+&quot;But the lovely minstrel brings danger to our hearts in those sweet
+sounds, as Harmodius concealed his sword among myrtle leaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Hipparete blushed, and with a quick and nervous motion touched her
+cithara. With a nod and a smile, Aspasia said, &quot;Continue the music, I
+pray you.&quot; The tune being left to her own choice, the young matron sang
+Anacreon's Ode to the Grasshopper. Her voice was not unpleasing; but it
+contrasted disadvantageously with the rich intonations of Eudora; and if
+the truth must be told, that dark-haired damsel was quite too conscious
+of the fact.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus expressed an earnest desire to hear one of Pindar's odes; and
+Philothea, urged by Aspasia, began with a quivering hand to accompany
+herself on the harp. Her voice was at first weak and trembling; and
+Plato, to relieve her timidity, joined in the music, which soon gushed
+forth, clear, deep, and melodious:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;Hail, celestial Poesy!<br />
+Fair enchantress of mankind!<br />
+Veiled in whose sweet majesty<br />
+Fables please the human mind.<br />
+But, as year rolls after year,<br />
+These fictitious charms decline;<br />
+Then, O man, with holy fear,<br />
+Write and speak of things divine.<br />
+Of the heavenly natures say<br />
+Nought unseemly, or profane&mdash;<br />
+Hearts that worship and obey,<br />
+Are preserved from guilty stain.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Oppressed with the grandeur of the music, and willing to evade the tacit
+reproach conveyed in the words, Aspasia touched her lyre, and, with
+mournful tenderness, sung Dan&aelig;'s Hymn to her Sleeping Infant. Then,
+suddenly changing to a gayer measure, she sang, with remarkable
+sweetness and flexibility of voice:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;While our rosy fillets shed<br />
+Blushes o'er each fervid head,<br />
+With many a cup, and many a smile,<br />
+The festal moments we beguile.<br />
+And while the harp impassioned flings<br />
+Tuneful rapture from the strings,<br />
+Some airy nymph, with fluent limbs,<br />
+Through the dance luxuriant swims,<br />
+Waving in her snowy hand,<br />
+The leafy Dionysian wand,<br />
+Which, as the tripping wanton flies,<br />
+Shakes its tresses to her sighs.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>At these words, a troop of graceful maidens, representing the Zephyrs
+and the Hours, glided in and out, between the marble columns, pelting
+each other with roses, as they flew through the mazes of the dance.</p>
+
+<p>Presently, the music, more slow and measured in its cadence, announced
+the dance of Ariadne guiding her lover from the Labyrinth. In obedience
+to a signal from Aspasia, Eudora sprang forward to hold the silken cord,
+and Alcibiades darted forward to perform the part of Theseus. Slowly,
+but gracefully as birds balancing themselves on the air, the maidens
+went through the difficult involutions of the dance. They smiled on each
+other, as they passed and repassed; and though Eudora's veil concealed
+the expression of her features, Philothea observed, with an undefined
+feeling of apprehension, that she showed no tokens of displeasure at the
+brief whispers and frequent glances of Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>At last, Pericles bade the attendants bring forth the goblet of the Good
+Genius. A large golden bowl, around which a silver grape-vine twined its
+luxuriant clusters, was immediately placed before him, filled with the
+rich juices of the Chian grape. Then Plato, as king of the feast,
+exclaimed, &quot;The cup of the Good Genius is filled. Pledge him in unmixed
+wine.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The massive goblet passed among all the guests; some taking a deep
+draught, and others scarcely moistening their lips with the wine. When
+the ceremony was finished, Pericles said, &quot;Now, if it pleases Hermippus,
+we should like to see him in the comic dance, for which he is so
+celebrated.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea looked earnestly at her grandfather. He instantly understood
+her wishes, and bade farewell to Aspasia; urging the plea that his child
+was unused to late hours, and too timid to be in the streets of Athens
+without his protection. Phidias requested that Eudora might accompany
+them; and Hipparete likewise asked leave to depart. Aspasia bestowed
+gifts on her visiters, according to the munificent custom of the
+country. To Hipparete she gave a bracelet of pearls; to Philothea, a
+lyre of ivory and gold; and to Eudora, a broad clasp for her mantle, on
+which the car of Aphrodite, drawn by swans, was painted in enamel, by
+Polygnotus, the inventor of the art.</p>
+
+<p>Alcibiades chose to remain at his wine; but slaves with torches were in
+readiness at the gates, and Hipparete lived in the Ceramicus, within
+sight of Aspasia's dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>A rapid walk soon restored the maidens to their own peaceful homes.
+Philothea, with the consent of Anaxagoras, went to share the apartment
+of her friend; which, separated only by a small garden, was almost
+within hearing of her own.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter IV.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Much I dislike the beamless mind,<br />
+Whose earthly vision, unrefined,<br />
+Nature has never formed to see<br />
+The beauties of simplicity!<br />
+Simplicity, the flower of Heaven,<br />
+To souls elect by nature given.&quot;</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>As the maidens entered their apartment, Eudora rather abruptly dismissed
+Dione, the aged nurse, who had been waiting their arrival. Her favourite
+dog was sleeping on the couch; and she gave the little creature a hasty
+box on the ear, which made him spring suddenly to the floor, and look up
+in her face, as if astonished at such ungentle treatment.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea stooped down and caressed the animal, with a slightly
+reproachful glance at her friend.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He was sleeping on my mantle,&quot; said the petulant damsel.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;His soft, white fur could not have harmed it,&quot; rejoined her companion;
+&quot;and you know that Hylax himself, as well as the mantle, was a gift from
+Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora carelesssly tossed the mantle over her embroidery frame, from
+which it trailed along the dusty floor. Philothea looked earnestly in
+her face, unable to comprehend such wayward conduct. &quot;It is evident you
+do not want my company to-night,&quot; she said; &quot;I will therefore return to
+my own apartment.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The peevish maiden slowly untied her sandal, without making any reply.
+Philothea's voice trembled slightly, as she added, &quot;Good night, Eudora,
+To-morrow I hope you will tell me how I have offended you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Stay! Stay!&quot; exclaimed the capricious damsel; and she laid her hand
+coaxingly on her friend's arm. Philothea smiled a ready forgiveness.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I know I am very petulant to-night,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;but I do not believe
+you yourself could listen to Hipparete without being vexed. She is so
+stupid, and so haughty. I don't think she spoke ten words to-night
+without having a grasshopper for one of them. She is so proud of her
+pure Athenian blood! Do you know she has resolved to employ a skilful
+artificer from Corinth, to make her an ivory box just like the one
+Tithonus gave Aspasia; but she took care to inform me that it should be
+inlaid with golden grasshoppers, instead of stars. A wise and witty
+device, is't not? to put grasshoppers in the paws of transformed
+Calisto, and fasten them in the belt of Orion. The sky will be so purely
+Athenian, that Hipparete herself might condescend to be a
+constellation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The talkative maiden laughed at her own conceit; and even her more
+serious companion could not refrain from a smile, as with untiring
+volubility she continued: &quot;Then she told me that she herself embroidered
+her grasshopper robe, and bade me admire the excellence of the pattern.
+She said Plato could not possibly have mistaken the wreath intended for
+her; knowing, as he did, that her father and mother were both descended
+from the most ancient families in Athens; and she repeated a list of
+ancestors with names all ending in <i>ippus</i> and <i>ippides</i>. When, in
+answer to her question, I acknowledged that the ornament in her hair
+was beautiful, she told me she would gladly give me one like it, if it
+were proper for me to wear it. I do so detest the sight of that Athenian
+emblem! I would walk to the fields of Acharnae, on purpose to crush a
+grasshopper.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You put yourself in a singular passion for such a harmless insect,&quot;
+replied Philothea, smiling. &quot;I hope there are none of them within
+hearing. You know the poets say they rose from the ashes of men, who,
+when the Muses first had existence, pined away for the love of song; and
+that after death they go to Parnassus, and inform the most ancient
+Calliope, the heavenly Urania, and the amorous Erato, concerning the
+conversation of their votaries. If they are truly the children of song,
+they will indeed forget their own resentments; but your conversation
+would be so unlikely to make a favourable impression on the tuneful
+sisters, that it may be well for you the insects are now sleeping.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If the tattling tribe were all awake and listening,&quot; replied Eudora, &quot;I
+would freely give them leave to report all I say against Astronomy, or
+Poetry, or Music. If this be the test, I am willing to be tried with
+Hipparete at the court of the Muses. If she were less stupid, I think I
+could tolerate her pride. But I thought she would never have done with a
+long story about a wine-stain that nearly spoiled her new dove-coloured
+robe; the finest from the looms of Ecbatana; the pattern not to be
+matched in all Greece; and Aspasia half wild to obtain one like it. She
+did not fail to inform me that the slave who had spilled the wine, was
+tied to the olive-tree in the garden, and whipped six days in
+succession. I never saw her in my life that she did not remind me of
+being a slave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dearest Eudora,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;how can you make yourself so unhappy
+on this subject? Has not Phidias, from the first hour he bought you,
+allowed you all the privileges of a daughter?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes,&quot; replied Eudora; &quot;but the very circumstance that I was bought with
+his money embitters it all. I do not thank him that I have been taught
+all which becomes an Athenian maiden; for I can never be an Athenian.
+The spirit and the gifts of freedom ill assort with the condition of a
+slave. I wish he had left me to tend goats and bear burdens, as other
+slaves do; to be beaten as they are beaten; starved as they are starved;
+and die as they die. I should not then have known my degradation. I
+would have made friends with the birds and the flowers, and never had a
+heart-wound from a proud Athenian fool.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea laid her hand gently on her friend's arm, and gazing on her
+excited countenance, she said, &quot;Eudora, some evil demon vexes you
+strangely to-night. Did I not know the whole tenor of your blameless
+life, I should fear you were not at peace with your own conscience.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora blushed deeply, and busily caressed the dog with her foot.</p>
+
+<p>In a mild, clear voice, Philothea continued: &quot;What <i>now</i> prevents you
+from making friendship with the birds and the flowers! And why do you
+cherish a pride so easily wounded? Yes, it is pride, Eudora. It is
+useless disguise to call it by another name. The haughtiness of others
+can never make us angry, if we ourselves are humble. Besides, it is
+very possible that you are unjust to Hipparete. She might very naturally
+have spoken of her slave's carelessness, without meaning to remind you
+of bondage.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She <i>did</i> mean it,&quot; replied Eudora, with angry emphasis. &quot;She is always
+describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter; because she knows I am
+excluded from the temple. I hope I shall live to see her proud heart
+humbled.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Eudora,&quot; said Philothea, turning mournfully away: &quot;Your feelings
+are strangely embittered; the calm light of reason is totally obscured
+by the wild torch-dance of your passions. Methinks hatred itself need
+wish Hipparete no worse fate than to be the wife of so bold and bad a
+man as Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, Philothea! I wonder you can call him bold,&quot; rejoined Eudora. &quot;He
+looks steadily at no one; his eyelashes ever rest on his face, like
+those of a modest maiden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Aye, Eudora&mdash;but it is not the expression of a sinless heart, timidly
+retiring within the shrine of its own purity; it is the shrinking of a
+conscience that has something to conceal. Little as we know about the
+evils of the world, we have heard enough of Alcibiades, to be aware that
+Hipparete has much need to seek the protection of her patron goddess.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She had better worship in the temple of Helen, at Therapne,&quot; answered
+Eudora, sharply: &quot;The journey might not prove altogether hopeless; for
+that temple is said to confer beauty on the ugliest woman that ever
+entered it.&quot; As the peevish damsel said this, she gave a proud glance
+at her own lovely person, in the mirror, before which a lamp was
+burning.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea had often seen her friend in petulant moods; but she had never
+before known her to evince so much bitterness, or so long resist the
+soothing influence of kindness. Unwilling to contend with passions she
+could not subdue, and would not flatter, she remained for some moments
+in serious silence.</p>
+
+<p>The expression of her countenance touched Eudora's quick feelings; and
+she said, in an humble tone, &quot;I know I am doing wrong, Philothea, but I
+cannot help it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend calmly replied, &quot;If you believe you cannot help it, you
+deceive yourself; and if you do not believe it, you had better not have
+said it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now you are angry with me,&quot; exclaimed the sensitive maiden; and she
+burst into tears.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea passed her arm affectionately round her waist, saying, &quot;I am
+not angry with you, Eudora; but while I love you, I cannot and ought not
+to love the bad feelings you cherish. Believe me, my dear friend, the
+insults of others can never make us wretched, or resentful, if all is
+right within our own hearts. The viper that stings us is always
+nourished within us. Moreover, I believe, dearest Eudora, that half your
+wrongs are in your own imagination. I too am a foreigner; but I have
+been very happy within the walls of Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Because you have never been a slave,&quot; retorted her companion; &quot;and you
+have shared privileges that strangers are seldom allowed to share. You
+have been one of the Canephor&aelig;; you have walked in the grand
+procession of the Panathen&aelig;a: and your statue in pure Pentelic marble,
+upholds the canopy over the sacred olive-tree. I know that your skilful
+fingers, and your surpassing beauty have deserved these honours; but you
+must pardon me, if I do not like the proud Athenians quite so well as
+you do.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I gratefully acknowledge the part I have been allowed to take in the
+sacred service of Pallas,&quot; replied the maiden; &quot;but I owe it neither to
+my beauty, nor my skill in embroidery. It was a tribute to that wise and
+good old man, my grandfather.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And I,&quot; said Eudora, in a tone of deep melancholy, &quot;have neither
+grandfather, parent, or brother to care for me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who could have proved a better protector than Phidias has been?&quot;
+inquired her gentle friend.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea, I cannot forget that I am his slave. What I said just now in
+anger, I repeat in sober sadness; it would be better for me to have a
+slave's mind with a slave's destiny.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have no doubt,&quot; replied Philothea, &quot;that Phidias continues to be your
+master merely that he may retain lawful power to protect you, until you
+are the wife of Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Some slaves have been publicly registered as adopted children,&quot; said
+Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But in order to do that,&quot; rejoined her friend, &quot;it is necessary to
+swear to their parentage; and yours is unknown. If it were not for this
+circumstance, I believe Phidias would be most willing to adopt you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Philothea&mdash;Phidias would do no such thing. He is good and kind. I
+know that I have spoken of him as I ought not to have spoken. But he is
+a proud man. He would not adopt a nameless orphan, found with a poor
+goatherd of Phelle. Had I descended from any of the princes conquered by
+Grecian valour, or were I even remotely allied with any of the
+illustrious men that Athens has ostracised, then indeed I might be the
+adopted daughter of Phidias,&quot; After a short pause, she added, &quot;If he
+enfranchised me without adoption, I think I should have no difficulty in
+finding a protector;&quot; and again the maiden gave a triumphant glance at
+her mirror.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am aware that your marriage with Phil&aelig;mon has only awaited the
+termination of these unfortunate law-suits,&quot; replied Philothea: &quot;Though
+he is not rich, it cannot be very long before he is able to take you
+under his protection; and as soon as he has the power, he will have the
+disposition.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Will he, indeed!&quot; exclaimed Eudora; and she trotted her little foot
+impatiently.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are altogether mysterious to-night,&quot; said Philothea: &quot;Has any
+disagreement arisen between you and Phil&aelig;mon, during my absence?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He is proud, and jealous; and wishes me to be influenced by every whim
+of his,&quot; answered the offended beauty.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The fetters of love are a flowery bondage,&quot; rejoined Philothea:
+&quot;Blossoms do not more easily unfold themselves to the sunshine, than
+woman obeys the object of her affections. Don't you remember the little
+boy we found piping so sweetly, under the great plane-tree by the
+fountain of Callirh&ouml;e? When my grandfather asked him where he learned to
+play so well, he answered; with a look of wondering simplicity, that it
+'piped itself.' Methinks this would be the reply of a loving woman, to
+one who inquired how her heart had learned submission. But what has
+Phil&aelig;mon required, that you consider so unreasonable?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He dislikes to have me visit Aspasia; and was angry because I danced
+with Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And did you tell him that you went to Aspasia's house, in conformity
+with the express directions of Phidias?&quot; inquired Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Why don't you say of my <i>master</i>?&quot; interrupted Eudora, contemptuously.</p>
+
+<p>Without noticing the peevishness of this remark, her friend continued:
+&quot;Are you quite sure that you have not been more frequently than you
+would have been, if you had acted merely in reluctant obedience to the
+will of Phidias. I am not surprised that Phil&aelig;mon is offended at your
+dancing with Alcibiades; assuredly a practice, so boldly at variance
+with the customs of the country, is somewhat unmaidenly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is enough to be one man's slave,&quot; replied Eudora. &quot;I will dance with
+whom I please. Alcibiades is the handsomest, and the most graceful, and
+the most agreeable man in Athens&mdash;at least every body says so. I don't
+know why I should offend him to please Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I thought there was a very satisfactory reason,&quot; observed Philothea,
+quietly: &quot;Alcibiades is the husband of Hipparete, and you are the
+promised wife of Phil&aelig;mon. I would not have believed the person who
+told me that Eudora seriously called Alcibiades the handsomest and most
+agreeable man in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The sculptors think him pre-eminently beautiful,&quot; answered Eudora; &quot;or
+they would not so often copy his statue in the sacred images of Hermes.
+Socrates applied Anacreon's eloquent praise of Bathyllus to him, and
+said he saw in his lips 'Persuasion sleeping upon roses.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That must have been in the days of youthful innocence,&quot; replied
+Philothea: &quot;Surely his countenance has now nothing divine in its
+expression; though I grant the colouring rich, and the features regular.
+He reminds me of the Alexandrian coin; outwardly pleasing to the eye but
+inwardly made of base metal. Urania alone confers the beauty-giving
+zone. The temple of Aphrodite in the Pir&aelig;us is a fitting place for the
+portrait of Alcibiades; and no doubt he is well pleased that the people
+go there in throngs to see him represented leaning on the shoulder of
+the shameless Nemea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If Aristophon chose to paint him side by side with the beautiful Nemea,
+it is no fault of his,&quot; said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The artist would not have dared so to represent Plato, or Phil&aelig;mon, or
+Paralus,&quot; rejoined Philothea; &quot;nor would Alcibiades allow his picture
+thus to minister to the corruption of the Athenians, if he had any
+perception of what is really beautiful. I confess, Eudora, it pained me
+to see you listen to his idle flattery. He worships every handsome
+woman, who will allow herself to be polluted by his incense. Like
+Anacreon, his heart is a nest for wanton loves. He is never without a
+brood of them&mdash;some trying their wings, some in the egg, and some just
+breaking the shell.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With slight resentment in her manner, Eudora answered: &quot;Anacreon is the
+most beautiful of poets; and I think you speak too harshly of the son of
+Clinias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am sorry for you, if you can perceive the beautiful where the pure is
+wanting,&quot; rejoined Philothea; &quot;You have changed, since my residence in
+the Acropolis. The cherub Innocence, that was once the ever-present
+deity in your soul, has already retired deeper within the shrine, and
+veils his face in presence of the vain thoughts you have introduced
+there. I fear Aspasia has made you believe that a passion for
+distinction is but another name for love of the good, the true, and the
+beautiful. Eudora, if this false man has flattered you, believe me, he
+is always ready to bestow the same upon others. He has told me that I
+was the loveliest of earthly objects; no doubt he has told you the same;
+but both cannot be true.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You!&quot; exclaimed her companion: &quot;Where could he find opportunity to
+address such language to you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Where a better man would have had better thoughts,&quot; replied Philothea:
+&quot;It was during the sacred festival of the Panathen&aelig;a. A short time
+before midnight, it was my duty to receive the sacred basket from the
+hands of the priestess, and deposit it in the cave, beneath the Temple
+of Urania, in the gardens. Eucoline, the daughter of Agatho, attended
+me, carrying a lighted torch. Having entered the cave, I held the torch
+while she took up the other sacred basket, which was there in readiness
+to be conveyed to the Parthenon; and we again stepped forth into the
+gardens. A flood of light streamed from the Temple, so clear and
+strong, that I could distinctly see the sacred doves, among the
+multitude of fragrant roses&mdash;some sleeping in the shaded nooks, others
+fluttering from bush to bush, or wheeling round in giddy circles,
+frightened by the glare. Near a small lake in the centre of the gardens,
+stood Myron's statue of the heavenly Urania, guiding a dove to her
+temple by a garland of flowers. It had the pure and placid expression of
+the human soul, when it dwells in love and peace. In this holy
+atmosphere we paused for a moment in silent reverence. A smiling band of
+infant hours came clustering round my memory, and softly folded
+themselves about my heart. I thought of those early days, when, hand in
+hand with Paralus, I walked forth in the spring-time, welcoming the
+swallows to our shores, and gathering fragrant thyme to feed my bees. We
+did not then know that bees and young hearts need none to take thought
+for their joy, but best gather their own sweet nourishment in sunlight
+and freedom. I remembered the helpless kid that Paralus confided to my
+care. When we dressed the little creature in wreaths, we mourned that
+flowers would not <i>grow</i> in garlands; for it grieved our childish hearts
+to see them wither. Once we found, in the crevice of a moss-covered
+rock, a small nest with three eggs. Paralus took one of them in his
+hand; and when we had admired its beauty, he kissed it reverently, and
+returned it to its hiding-place. It was the natural outpouring of a
+heart brimful of love for all things pure and simple. Paralus ever lived
+in affectionate communion with the birds and the flowers. Firm in
+principle, but gentle in affection, he himself is like the rock, in
+whose bosom the loving bird found a sheltered nook, so motherly and
+safe, where she might brood over her young hopes in quiet joy.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden's heart had unconsciously followed her own innocent
+recollections, like the dove led by a garland; and for a few moments she
+remained silent in thoughtful tenderness.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's changeful and perturbed spirit had been soothed by the serene
+influence of her friend; and she too was silent for awhile. But the
+giddy images that had of late been reeling their wild dance through her
+brain, soon came back in glittering fantasy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea!&quot; she exclaimed, abruptly, &quot;you have not told me where you
+met Alcibiades?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden looked up suddenly, like an infant startled from sweet dreams
+by some rude noise. Recovering from her surprise, she smiled, and said,
+&quot;Eudora, your question came upon me like his unexpected and unwelcome
+presence in the sacred gardens. I told you that we stood by that quiet
+lake in meek reverence; worshipping,&mdash;not the marble image before
+us,&mdash;but the Spirit of Beauty, that glides through the universe,
+breathing the invisible through visible forms, in such mysterious
+harmony. Suddenly Eucoline touched my arm with a quick and timid motion.
+I turned and saw a young man gazing earnestly upon us. Our veils, which
+had been thrown back while we looked at the statue, were instantly
+dropped, and we hastily retraced our steps. The stranger followed us,
+until we passed under the shade of the olive grove, within sight of the
+Propyl&aelig;a. He then knelt, and attempting to hold me by the robe, poured
+forth the wildest protestations of love. I called aloud for protection;
+and my voice was heard by the priests, who were passing in and out of
+the Acropolis, in busy preparation for the festival. The young man
+suddenly disappeared; but he was one of the equestrians that shared in
+the solemnities of the night, and I again saw him as I took my place in
+the procession. I had then never seen Alcibiades; but when I met him
+to-night, I immediately recognized the stranger who spoke so rudely in
+the olive-grove.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You must forgive me,&quot; said Eudora, &quot;if I am not much disposed to blame
+mortal man for wishing to look upon your face a second time. Even Plato
+does homage to woman's beauty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;True, Eudora; but there is reverence mingled with his homage. The very
+atmosphere around Alcibiades seemed unholy. I never before met such a
+glance; and the gods grant I may never meet such another. I should not
+have mentioned the occurrence, even to you, had I not wished to warn you
+how lightly this volatile Athenian can make love.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I heard something of this before,&quot; rejoined Eudora; &quot;but I did not know
+the particulars.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How could you have heard of it?&quot; inquired Philothea, with an accent of
+strong surprise.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alcibiades had a more eager curiosity than yourself,&quot; replied Eudora.
+&quot;He soon ascertained the name of the lovely Canephor&aelig; that he saw in
+the Gardens of Urania; and he has never ceased importuning Aspasia,
+until you were persuaded to visit her house.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The face, neck, and arms of the modest maiden were flushed with
+indignant crimson. &quot;Was it for this purpose,&quot; she said, &quot;that I was
+induced to yield my own sense of propriety to the solicitations of
+Pericles? It is ever thus, when we disobey the gods, to please mortals.
+How could I believe that any motive so harmless as idle curiosity
+induced that seductive and dangerous woman to urge me into her
+unhallowed presence?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I marvelled at your courage in talking to her as you did,&quot; said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Something within impelled me,&quot; replied Philothea, reverently;&mdash;&quot;I did
+not speak from myself.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora remained in serious silence for a moment; and then said, &quot;Can you
+tell me, Philothea, what you meant by saying you once heard the stars
+sing? Or is that one of those things concerning which you do not love to
+have me inquire?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden replied: &quot;As I sat at my grandfather's feet, near the statue
+of Ph&oelig;bus in the portico, at early dawn, I heard music, of soft and
+various sounds, floating in the air; and I thought perchance it was the
+farewell hymn of the stars, or the harps of the Pleiades, mourning for
+their lost sister.&mdash;I had never spoken of it; but to-night I forgot the
+presence of all save Plato, when I heard him discourse so eloquently of
+music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And were you as unhappy as you expected to be during this visit?&quot;
+inquired her friend.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Some portions of the evening I enjoyed exceedingly,&quot; replied Philothea.
+&quot;I could have listened to Plato and Tithonus, until I grew old in their
+presence. Their souls seem to move in glowing moonlight, as if
+surrounded by bright beings from a better world.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora looked thoughtfully in her friend's face. &quot;It is strange,&quot; she
+said, &quot;how closely you associate all earthly objects with things divine.
+I have heard Anaxagoras say that when you were a little child, you
+chased the fleeting sunshine through the fields, and called it the
+glittering wings of Ph&oelig;bus Apollo, as he flew over the verdant earth.
+And still, dearest Philothea, your heart speaks the same language.
+Wherever you look, you see the shining of god-like wings. Just so you
+talked of the moonlight, the other evening. To Hipparete, that solemn
+radiance would have suggested no thought except that lamp-light was more
+favourable to the complexion; and Hermippus would merely have rejoiced
+in it, because it saved him the expense of an attendant and a torch, as
+he reeled home from his midnight revels. I seldom think of sacred
+subjects, except when I am listening to you; but they then seem so
+bright, so golden, so divine, that I marvel they ever appear to me like
+cold, dim shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The flowers of the field are unlike, but each has a beauty of its own;
+and thus it is with human souls,&quot; replied Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>For a brief space there was silence. But Eudora, true to the restless
+vivacity of her character, soon seized her lyre, and carelessly touching
+the strings, she hummed one of Sappho's ardent songs:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;More happy than the gods is he,<br />
+Who soft reclining sits by thee;<br />
+His ears thy pleasing talk beguiles,<br />
+His eyes thy sweetly dimpled smiles.<br />
+This, this, alas! alarmed my breast,<br />
+And robbed me of my golden rest.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Philothea interrupted her, by saying, &quot;I should much rather hear
+something from the pure and tender-hearted Simonides.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>But the giddy damsel, instead of heeding her request, abruptly
+exclaimed, &quot;Did you observe the sandals of Artaphernes sparkle as he
+walked? How richly Tithonus was dressed! Was it not a magnificent
+costume?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, smiling at her childish prattle, replied, &quot;It was gorgeous,
+and well fancied; but I preferred Plato's simple robe, distinguished
+only by the fineness of its materials, and the tasteful adjustment of
+its folds.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I never saw a philosopher that dressed so well as Plato,&quot; said Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is because he loves the beautiful, even in its minutest forms,&quot;
+rejoined Philothea; &quot;in that respect he is unlike the great master he
+reverences so highly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes&mdash;men say it is a rare thing to meet either Socrates or his robe
+lately returned from the bath,&quot; observed Eudora; &quot;yet, in those three
+beautiful statues, which Pericles has caused to be placed in the
+Propyl&aelig;a, the philosopher has carved admirable drapery. He has clothed
+the Graces, though the Graces never clothed him. I wonder Aristophanes
+never thought of that jest. Notwithstanding his willingness to please
+the populace with the coarse wit current in the Agoras, I think it
+gratifies his equestrian pride to sneer at those who are too frugal to
+buy coloured robes, and fill the air with delicious perfumes as they
+pass. I know you seldom like the comic writers. What did you think of
+Hermippus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;His countenance and his voice troubled me, like the presence of
+evil,&quot; answered Philothea. &quot;I rejoiced that my grandfather withdrew with
+us, as soon as the goblet of the Good Genius passed round, and before he
+began to dance the indecent cordax.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He has a sarcastic, suspicious glance, that might sour the ripest
+grapes in Chios,&quot; rejoined Eudora. &quot;The comic writers are over-jealous of
+Aspasia's preference to the tragic poets; and I suppose she permitted
+this visit to bribe his enmity; as ghosts are said to pacify Cerberus
+with a cake. But hark! I hear Geta unlocking the outer gate. Phidias has
+returned; and he likes to have no lamp burn later than his own. We must
+quickly prepare for rest; though I am as wakeful as the bird of Pallas.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She began to unclasp her girdle, as she spoke, and something dropped
+upon the floor.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea was stooping to unlace her sandal, and she immediately picked
+it up.</p>
+
+<p>It was a beautiful cameo of Alcibiades, with the quiver and bow of Eros.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora took it with a deep blush, saying, &quot;Aspasia gave it to me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend looked very earnestly in her face for a moment, and sighed as
+she turned away. It was the first time she had ever doubted Eudora's
+truth.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter V.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Two several gates<br />
+Transmit those airy phantoms. One of horn,<br />
+And of sawn ivory one. Such dreams as pass<br />
+The gate of ivory, prove empty sounds;<br />
+While others, through the polished horn effused,<br />
+Whose eye soe'er they visit, never fail.&quot;</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>The dwellings of Anaxagoras and Phidias were separated by a garden
+entirely sheltered from public observation. On three sides it was
+protected by the buildings, so as to form a hollow square; the remainder
+was screened by a high stone wall. This garden was adorned with statues
+and urns, among which bloomed many choice shrubs and flowers. The entire
+side of Anaxagoras' house was covered with a luxuriant grape-vine, which
+stretched itself out on the roof, as if enjoying the sunshine. The
+women's apartments communicated by a private avenue, which enabled the
+friends to see each other as conveniently as if they had formed one
+household.</p>
+
+<p>The morning after the conversation we have mentioned, Philothea rose
+early, and returned to her own dwelling. As she passed through the
+avenue, she looked into the garden, and smiled to see, suspended by a
+small cord thrown over the wall, a garland, fastened with a
+delicately-carved arrow, bearing the inscription&mdash;&quot;To Eudora, the most
+beautiful, most beloved.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Glad to assist in the work of reconciliation, she separated the wreath
+from the string, and carried it to her for whom it was intended.
+&quot;Behold the offering of Phil&aelig;mon!&quot; she exclaimed, joyfully: &quot;Dearest
+Eudora, beware how you estrange so true a heart.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The handsome maiden received her flowers with evident delight, not
+unmingled with confusion; for she suspected that they came from a
+greater flatterer than Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea returned to her usual avocations, with anxiety somewhat
+lessened by this trifling incident.</p>
+
+<p>Living in almost complete seclusion, the simple-hearted maiden was
+quite unconscious that the new customs, introduced by Aspasia, had
+rendered industry and frugality mere vulgar virtues, But the restraint
+of public opinion was unnecessary to keep her within the privacy of
+domestic life; for it was her own chosen home. She loved to prepare her
+grandfather's frugal repast of bread and grapes, and wild honey; to take
+care of his garments; to copy his manuscripts; and to direct the
+operations of Milza, a little Arcadian peasant girl, who was her only
+attendant. These duties, performed with cheerful alacrity, gave a fresh
+charm to the music and embroidery with which she employed her leisure
+hours.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras was extremely attached to his lovely grandchild; and her
+great intellectual gifts, accompanied as they were by uncommon purity of
+character, had procured from him and his friends a degree of respect not
+usually bestowed upon women of that period. She was a most welcome
+auditor to the philosophers, poets, and artists, who were ever fond of
+gathering round the good old man; and when it was either necessary or
+proper to remain in her own apartment, there was the treasured wisdom of
+Thales, Pythagoras, Hesiod, Homer, Simonides, Ibycus, and Pindar. More
+than one of these precious volumes were transcribed entirely by her own
+hand.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of such communion, her spirit drank freely from the
+fountains of sublime knowledge; which, &quot;like the purest waters of the
+earth, can be obtained only by digging deep,&mdash;but when they are found,
+they rise up to meet us.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The intense love of the beautiful, thus acquired, far from making the
+common occupations of life distasteful, threw over them a sort of poetic
+interest, as a richly painted window casts its own glowing colours on
+mere boards and stones. The higher regions of her mind were never
+obscured by the clouds of daily care; but thence descended perpetual
+sunshine, to gild the vapour.</p>
+
+<p>On this day, however, Philothea's mind was less serene than usual. The
+unaccountable change in Eudora's character perplexed and troubled her.
+When she parted from her to go into the Acropolis, she had left her as
+innocent and contented as a little child; and so proud and satisfied in
+Phil&aelig;mon's love, that she deemed herself the happiest of all happy
+beings: at the close of six short months, she found her transformed into
+a vain, restless, ambitious woman, wild for distinction, and impatient
+of restraint.</p>
+
+<p>All this Philothea was disposed to pity and forgive; for she felt that
+frequent intercourse with Aspasia might have dazzled even a stronger
+mind, and changed a less susceptible heart. Her own diminished
+influence, she regarded as the inevitable result of her friend's present
+views and feelings; and she only regretted it because it lessened her
+power of doing good where she was most desirous to be useful.</p>
+
+<p>Several times, in the course of the day, her heart yearned toward the
+favourite of her childhood; and she was strongly impelled to go to her
+and confess all her anxieties. But Eudora came not, as she had ever been
+wont to do, in the intervals of household occupation; and this obvious
+neglect drove Philothea's kind impulses back upon her heart.</p>
+
+<p>Hylax, as he ran round the garden, barking and jumping at the birds in
+the air, instantly knew her voice, and came capering in, bounding up at
+her side, and licking her hand. The tears came to Philothea's eyes, as
+she stooped to caress the affectionate animal: &quot;Poor Hylax,&quot; said she,
+&quot;<i>you</i> have not changed.&quot; She gathered some flowers, and twined them
+round the dog's neck, thinking this simple artifice might bring a visit
+from her friend.</p>
+
+<p>But the sun went down, and still she had not caught a glimpse of Eudora,
+even in the garden. Her affectionate anxiety was almost deepening into
+sadness, when Anaxagoras returned, accompanied by the Ethiopian boy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I bring an offering from the munificent Tithonus,&quot; said the
+philosopher: &quot;He came with my disciples to-day, and we have had much
+discourse together. To-morrow he departs from Athens; and he bade me say
+that he hoped his farewell gift would not be unacceptable to her whose
+voice made even Pindar's strains more majestic and divine.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The boy uncovered an image he carried in his arms, and with low
+obeisance presented it to Philothea. It was a small statue of Urania,
+wrought in ivory and gold. The beautiful face was turned upward, as if
+regarding the heavens with quiet contemplation. A crown of golden
+planets encircled the head, and the scarf, enamelled with deep and vivid
+azure, likewise glowed with stars.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, as she glanced round the apartment, and said, &quot;It is a
+humble shrine for a Muse so heavenly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Honesty and innocence are fitter companions for the gods, than mere
+marble and gold,&quot; replied the philosopher.</p>
+
+<p>As a small indication of respect and gratitude, the maiden sent Tithonus
+a roll of papyrus, on which she had neatly copied Pindar's Odes; and the
+boy, haying received a few oboli for his trouble, returned charged with
+thanks and good wishes for his master.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, spontaneously yielding to the old habit of enjoying
+everything with her friend, took the statue in her arms, and went
+directly to her room. Eudora was kind and cheerful, but strangely
+fluttered. She praised the beautiful image in the excessive terms of one
+who feels little, and is therefore afraid of not saying enough. Her mind
+was evidently disturbed with thoughts quite foreign to the subject of
+her conversation; but, making an effort at self-possession, she said, &quot;I
+too have had a present: Artaphernes sent it because my voice reminded
+him of one he loved in his youth.&quot; She unfolded a roll of perfumed
+papyrus, and displayed a Persian veil of gold and silver tissue.
+Philothea pronounced it fit for the toilette of a queen; but frankly
+confessed that it was too gorgeous to suit her taste.</p>
+
+<p>At parting, she urged Eudora to share her apartment for the night. The
+maiden refused, under the pretext of illness; but when her friend
+offered to remain with her, she hastily replied that she should be much
+better alone.</p>
+
+<p>As Philothea passed through the sheltered avenue, she saw Milza
+apparently assisting Geta in cleansing some marbles; and thinking
+Phidias would be pleased with the statue, she asked Geta to convey it to
+his room. He replied, &quot;My master has gone to visit a friend at Salamis,
+and will not return until morning.&quot; The maiden was much surprised that
+her friend had made no allusion to this circumstance; but she forbore to
+return and ask an explanation.</p>
+
+<p>Another subject attracted her attention and occupied some share of her
+thoughts. She had observed that Geta and Milza appeared much confused
+when she spoke to them. When she inquired what Geta had been saying, the
+pretty Arcadian, with an averted face, replied, &quot;He called me to see a
+marble dog, barking as if he had life in him; only he did not make any
+noise.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Was that all Geta talked of?&quot; said Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He asked me if I liked white kids,&quot; answered the blushing peasant.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what did you tell him?&quot; inquired the maiden.</p>
+
+<p>With a bashful mixture of simplicity and archness, the young damsel
+answered, &quot;I told him I liked white kids very much.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, and asked no more questions. When she repeated this
+brief conversation to Anaxagoras, he heard it with affectionate interest
+in Milza's welfare, and promised to have a friendly talk with
+honest-hearted Geta.</p>
+
+<p>The wakefulness and excitement of the preceding night had been quite at
+variance with the tranquil regularity of Philothea's habits; and the
+slight repose, which she usually enjoyed in the afternoon, had been
+disturbed by her grandfather, who came to say that Paralus was with him,
+and wished to see her a few moments, before they went out to the Pir&aelig;us
+together. Being therefore unusually weary, both in body and mind, the
+maiden early retired to her couch; and with mingled thoughts of her
+lover and her friend, she soon fell into a profound sleep.</p>
+
+<p>She dreamed of being with Paralus in an olive grove, over the deep
+verdure of which shining white blossoms were spread, like a silver veil.
+Her lover played upon his flute, while she leaned against a tree and
+listened. Soon, the air was filled with a multitude of doves, flocking
+from every side; and the flapping of their wings kept time to the music.</p>
+
+<p>Then, suddenly, the scene changed to the garden of Phidias. The statues
+seemed to smile upon her, and the flowers looked up bright and cheerful,
+in an atmosphere more mild than the day, but warmer than the moon.
+Presently, one of the smiling statues became a living likeness of
+Eudora, and with delighted expression gazed earnestly on the ground.
+Philothea looked to see what excited her admiration&mdash;and lo! a large
+serpent, shining with green and gold, twisted itself among the flowers
+in manifold involutions; and wheresoever the beautiful viper glided,
+the blossoms became crisped and blackened, as if fire had passed over
+them. With a sudden spring the venomous creature coiled itself about
+Eudora's form, and its poisoned tongue seemed just ready to glance into
+her heart; yet still the maiden laughed merrily, heedless of her danger.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea awoke with a thrill of anguish; but thankful to realize that
+it was all a dream, she murmured a brief prayer, turned upon her couch,
+and soon yielded to the influence of extreme drowsiness.</p>
+
+<p>In her sleep, she seemed to be working at her embroidery; and Hylax came
+and tugged at her robe, until she followed him into the garden. There
+Eudora stood smiling, and the glittering serpent was again dancing
+before her.</p>
+
+<p>Disturbed by the recurrence of this unpleasant dream, the maiden
+remained awake for a considerable time, listening to the voices of her
+grandfather and his guests, which still came up with a murmuring sound
+from the room below. Gradually her senses were lulled into slumber; and
+again the same dream recurred to distress and waken her.</p>
+
+<p>Unable longer to resist the strength of her impressions, Philothea
+arose, and descending a few of the steps, which led to the lower part of
+the house, she looked into the garden, through one of the apertures that
+had been left in the wall for the admission of light. Behind a statue of
+Erato, she was sure that she saw coloured drapery floating in the
+moonlight. Moving on to the next aperture, she distinctly perceived
+Eudora standing by the statue; and instead of the graceful serpent,
+Alcibiades knelt before her. His attitude and gesture were impassioned;
+and though the expression of Eudora's countenance could not be seen,
+she was evidently giving him no ungracious audience.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea put her hand to her heart, which throbbed violently with
+painful emotion. Her first thought was to end this interview at all
+hazards; but she was of a timid nature; and when she had folded her robe
+and veil about her, her courage failed. Again she looked through the
+aperture and saw that the arm of Alcibiades rested on the shoulder of
+her misguided friend.</p>
+
+<p>Without taking time for a second thought, she sprang down the remaining
+steps, darted through the private avenue into the garden, and standing
+directly before the deluded girl, she exclaimed, in a tone of earnest
+expostulation, &quot;Eudora!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a half-suppressed scream, the maiden disappeared. Alcibiades, with
+characteristic boldness, seized Philothea's robe, exclaiming, &quot;What have
+we here? So help me Aphrodite! it is the lovely Canephora of the
+gardens! Now Eros forsake me if I lose this chance to look on her
+heavenly face again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He attempted to raise the veil, which the terrified maiden grasped
+convulsively, as she tried to extricate herself from his hold.</p>
+
+<p>At that instant, a stern voice sounded from the opposite wall; and
+Philothea, profiting by the sudden surprise into which Alcibiades was
+thrown, darted through the avenue, bolted the door, and in an instant
+after was within the sanctuary of her own chamber.</p>
+
+<p>Here the tumult of mingled emotion subsided in a flood of tears. She
+mourned over the shameful infatuation of Eudora, and she acutely felt
+the degradation attached to her own accidental share in the scene. With
+these thoughts was mingled deep pity for the pure-minded and excellent
+Phil&aelig;mon. She was sure that it was his voice she had heard from the
+wall; and she rightly conjectured that, after his prolonged interview
+with Anaxagoras, he had partly ascended the ladder leading to the
+house-top, and looked through the fluttering grape-leaves at the
+dwelling of his beloved.</p>
+
+<p>The agitation of her mind prevented all thoughts of sleep. Again and
+again she looked out anxiously. All was hushed and motionless. The
+garden reposed in the moonbeams, like truths, which receive no warmth
+from the heart&mdash;seen only in the clear, cold light of reason. The plants
+were visible, but colourless; and the statues stood immovable in their
+silent, lifeless beauty.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter VI.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Persuasive is the voice of Vice,<br />
+That spreads the insidious snare.</p>
+
+<p align="right">&AElig;SCHYLUS.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Early the next morning, painful as the task was, Philothea went to
+Eudora's room; for she felt that if she ever hoped to save her, she must
+gain influence now.</p>
+
+<p>The maiden had risen from her couch, and was leaning her head on her
+hand, in an attitude of deep thought. She raised her eyes as Philothea
+entered, and her face was instantly suffused with the crimson flush of
+shame. She made no reply to the usual salutations of the morning, but
+with evident agitation twisted and untwisted some shreds that had fallen
+from her embroidery.</p>
+
+<p>For a moment her friend stood irresolute. She felt a strong impulse to
+put her arm around Eudora's neck and conjure her, even for her own sake,
+to be frank and confiding; but the scene in the garden returned to her
+memory, and she recoiled from her beloved companion, as from something
+polluted.</p>
+
+<p>Still ignorant how far the deluded girl was involved, she felt that the
+manner in which she deported herself toward her, might perhaps fix her
+destiny for good or evil. With a kind, but trembling voice, she said,
+&quot;Eudora, will you tell me whether the interview I witnessed last night
+was an appointed one?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora persevered in silence, but her agitation obviously increased.</p>
+
+<p>Her friend looked earnestly in her excited countenance for a moment,
+and then said, &quot;Eudora, I do entreat you to tell me the whole truth in
+this matter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have not yet learned what right you have to inquire,&quot; replied the
+misguided maiden.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea's eyes were filled with tears, as she said, &quot;Does the love we
+have felt for each other from our earliest childhood, give me no claim
+to your confidence? Had we ever a cake, or a bunch of grapes, of which
+one did not reserve for the other the largest and best portion? I well
+remember the day when you broke the little marble kid Phidias had given
+you. You fairly sobbed yourself to sleep in my lap, while I smoothed
+back the silky curls all wet with your tears, and sung my childish songs
+to please you. You came to me with all your infant troubles&mdash;and in our
+maturer years, have we not shared all our thoughts? Oh, still trust to
+the affection that never deceived you. Believe me, dear Eudora, you
+would not wish to conceal your purposes and actions from your earliest
+and best friend, unless you had an inward consciousness of something
+wrong. Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit; and
+wise are they who obey its signals. If it does not always tell us what
+to do, it always cautions us what not to do. Have you not of late
+struggled against the warnings of this friendly spirit? Is it safe to
+contend with him, till his voice recedes, like music in the distance,
+and is heard no more?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She looked earnestly in Eudora's face for a moment, and perceiving that
+her feelings were somewhat softened, she added, &quot;I will not again ask
+whether the meeting of last night was an appointed one; for you surely
+would repel the suspicion, if you could do so with truth. It is too
+evident that this insinuating man has fascinated you, as he already has
+done hundreds of others; and for the sake of his transient flattery, you
+have thrown away Phil&aelig;mon's pure and constant love. Yet the passing
+notice of Alcibiades is a distinction you will share with half the
+maidens of Athens. When another new face attracts his fancy, you will be
+forgotten; but you cannot so easily forget your own folly. The friends
+you cast from you can never be regained; tranquillity of mind will
+return no more; conscious innocence, which makes the human countenance a
+tablet for the gods to write upon, can never be restored. And for what
+will you lose all this? Think for a moment what is the destiny of those
+women, who, following the steps of Aspasia, seek happiness in the homage
+paid to triumphant beauty&mdash;youth wasted in restless excitement, and old
+age embittered by the consciousness of deserved contempt. For this, are
+you willing to relinquish the happiness that attends a quiet discharge
+of duty, and the cheerful intercourse of true affection?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a tone of offended pride, Eudora answered: &quot;Philothea, if I were what
+you seem to believe me, your words would be appropriate; but I have
+never had any other thought than that of being the acknowledged wife of
+Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has he then made you believe that he would divorce Hipparete?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes&mdash;he has solemnly sworn it. Such a transaction would have nothing
+remarkable in it. Each revolving moon sees similar events occur in
+Athens. The wife of Pericles had a destiny like that of her namesake; of
+whom the poets write that she was beloved for awhile by Olympian Zeus,
+and afterward changed into a quail. Pericles promised Aspasia that he
+would divorce Asteria and marry her; and he has kept his word. Hipparete
+is not so very beautiful or gifted, as to make it improbable that
+Alcibiades might follow his example.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a relief to my heart,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;to find that you have
+been deluded with hopes, which, however deceitful, render you
+comparatively innocent. But believe me, Eudora, Alcibiades will never
+divorce Hipparete. If he should do so, the law would compel him to
+return her magnificent dowry. Her connections have wealth and influence;
+and her brother Callias has promised that she shall be his heir. The
+paternal fortune of Alcibiades has all been expended, except his estate
+near Erchia; and this he knows full well is quite insufficient to
+support his luxury and pride.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora answered warmly, &quot;If you knew Alcibiades, you would not suspect
+him of such sordid motives. He would throw money into the sea like dust,
+if it stood in the way of his affections.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am well aware of his pompous wastefulness, when he wishes to purchase
+popularity by lavish expenditure,&quot; replied Philothea. &quot;But Alcibiades
+has found hearts a cheap commodity, and he will not buy with drachm&aelig;,
+what he can so easily obtain by flattery. Your own heart, I believe, is
+not really touched. Your imagination is dazzled with his splendid
+chariots of ivory inlaid with silver; his unrivalled stud of Phasian
+horses; his harnesses of glittering brass; the golden armour which he
+loves to display at festivals; his richly-coloured garments, fresh from
+the looms of Sardis, and redolent with the perfumes of the East. You are
+proud of his notice, because you see that other maidens are flattered by
+it; because his statue stands among the Olympionic&aelig;, in the sacred
+groves of Zeus, and because all Athens rings with the praises of his
+beauty, his gracefulness, his magnificence, and his generosity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am not so weak as your words imply,&quot; rejoined Eudora. &quot;I believe that
+I love Alcibiades better than I ever loved Phil&aelig;mon; and if the consent
+of Phidias can be obtained, I cannot see why you should object to our
+marriage.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For a few moments, Philothea remained in hopeless silence; then, in a
+tone of tender expostulation, she continued: &quot;Eudora, I would the power
+were given me to open your eyes before it is too late! If Hipparete be
+not beautiful, she certainly is not unpleasing; her connections have
+high rank and great wealth; she is virtuous and affectionate, and the
+mother of his children. If, with all these claims, she can be so lightly
+turned away for the sake of a lovelier face, what can you expect, when
+your beauty no longer has the charm of novelty? You, who have neither
+wealth nor powerful connections, to serve the purposes of that ambitious
+man? And think for yourself, Eudora, if Alcibiades means as he says, why
+does he seek stolen interviews at midnight, in the absence of Phidias?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is because he knows that Phidias has an uncommon regard for
+Phil&aelig;mon,&quot; replied Eudora; &quot;but he thinks he can, in time, persuade him
+to consult our wishes. I know, better than you possibly can, what
+reasons I have to trust the strength of his affection. Aspasia says she
+has never seen him so deeply in love as he is now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is as I feared,&quot; said Philothea; &quot;the voice of that siren is luring
+you to destruction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora answered, in an angry tone, &quot;I love Aspasia; and it offends me to
+hear her spoken of in this manner. If you are content to be a slave,
+like the other Grecian women, who bring water and grind corn for their
+masters, I have no objection. I have a spirit within me that demands a
+wider field of action, and I enjoy the freedom that reigns in Aspasia's
+house. Alcibiades says he does not blame women for not liking to be shut
+up within four walls all their life-time, ashamed to show their faces
+like other mortals.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Quietly, but sadly, Philothea replied: &quot;Farewell, Eudora. May the powers
+that guide our destiny, preserve you from any real cause for shame. You
+are now living in Calypso's island; and divine beings alone can save you
+from the power of her enchantments.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora made no response, and did not even raise her eyes, as her
+companion left the apartment.</p>
+
+<p>As Philothea passed through the garden, she saw Milza standing in the
+shadow of the vines, feeding a kid with some flowers she held in her
+hand, while Geta was fastening a crimson cord about its neck. A glad
+influence passed from this innocent group into the maiden's heart, like
+the glance of a sunbeam over a dreary landscape.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Is the kid yours, Milza?&quot; she asked, with an affectionate smile.</p>
+
+<p>The happy little peasant raised her eyes with an arch expression, but
+instantly lowered them again, covered with blushes. It was a look that
+told all the secrets of her young heart more eloquently than language.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea had drank freely from those abundant fountains of joy in the
+human soul, which remain hidden till love reveals their existence, as
+secret springs are said to be discovered by a magic wand. With
+affectionate sympathy she placed her hand gently on Milza's head, and
+said, &quot;Be good&mdash;and the gods will ever provide friends for you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The humble lovers gazed after her with a blessing in their eyes; and in
+the consciousness of this, her meek spirit found a solace for the wounds
+Eudora had given.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter VII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>O Zeus! why hast thou given us certain proof<br />
+To know adulterate gold, but stamped no mark,<br />
+Where it is needed most, on man's base metal?</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>When Philothea returned to her grandfather's apartment, she found the
+good old man with an open tablet before him, and the remainder of a rich
+cluster of grapes lying on a shell by his side.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have wanted you, my child,&quot; said he, &quot;Have you heard the news all
+Athens is talking of, that you sought your friend so early in the day?
+You are not wont to be so eager to carry tidings.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have not heard the rumours whereof you speak,&quot; replied Philothea.
+&quot;What is it, my father?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Hipparete went from Aspasia's house to her brother Callias, instead of
+the dwelling of her husband,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras: &quot;by his advice she
+refused to return; and she yesterday appealed to the archons for a
+divorce from Alcibiades, on the plea of his notorious profligacy.
+Alcibiades, hearing of this, rushed into the assembly, with his usual
+boldness, seized his wife in his arms, carried her through the crowd,
+and locked her up in her own apartment. No man ventured to interfere
+with this lawful exercise of his authority. It is rumoured that
+Hipparete particularly accused him of promising marriage to Electra the
+Corinthian, and Eudora, of the household of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For the first time in her life, Philothea turned away her face, to
+conceal its expression, while she inquired in a tremulous tone whether
+these facts had been told to Phil&aelig;mon, the preceding evening.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Some of the guests were speaking of it when he entered,&quot; replied
+Anaxagoras; &quot;but no one alluded to it in his presence. Perhaps he had
+heard the rumour, for he seemed sad and disquieted, and joined little in
+the conversation.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Embarrassed by the questions which her grandfather was naturally
+disposed to ask, Philothea briefly confessed that a singular change had
+taken place in Eudora's character, and begged permission to silent on a
+subject so painful to her feelings. She felt strongly inclined to return
+immediately to her deluded friend; but the hopelessness induced by her
+recent conversation, combined with the necessity of superintending Milza
+in some of her household occupations, occasioned a few hours' delay.</p>
+
+<p>As she attempted to cross the garden for that purpose, she saw Eudora
+enter hastily by the private gate, and pass to her own apartment.
+Philothea instantly followed her, and found that she had thrown herself
+on the couch, sobbing violently. She put her arms about her neck, and
+affectionately inquired the cause of her distress.</p>
+
+<p>For a long time the poor girl resisted every soothing effort, and
+continued to weep bitterly. At last, in a voice stifled with sobs, she
+said, &quot;I was indeed deceived; and you, Philothea, was my truest friend;
+as you have always been.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The tender-hearted maiden imprinted a kiss upon her hand, and asked
+whether it was Hipparete's appeal to the archons, that had so suddenly
+convinced her of the falsehood of Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have heard it all,&quot; replied Eudora, with a deep blush; &quot;and I have
+heard my name coupled with epithets never to be repeated to your pure
+ears. I was so infatuated that, after you left me this morning, I sought
+the counsels of Aspasia, to strengthen me in the course I had determined
+to pursue. As I approached her apartment, the voice of Alcibiades met my
+ear. I stopped and listened. I heard him exult in his triumph over
+Hipparete; I heard my name joined with Electra, the wanton Corinthian. I
+heard him boast how easily our affections had been won; I heard&mdash;&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She paused for a few moments, with a look of intense shame, and the
+tears fell fast upon her robe.</p>
+
+<p>In gentle tones Philothea said, &quot;These are precious tears, Eudora. They
+will prove like spring-showers, bringing forth fragrant blossoms.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With sudden impulse, the contrite maiden threw her arms around her neck,
+saying, in a subdued voice, &quot;You must not be so kind to me&mdash;it will
+break my heart.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>By degrees the placid influence of her friend calmed her perturbed
+spirit. &quot;Philothea,&quot; she said, &quot;I promise with solemn earnestness to
+tell you every action of my life, and every thought of my soul; but
+never ask me to repeat all I heard at Aspasia's dwelling. The words went
+through my heart like poisoned arrows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay,&quot; replied Philothea, smiling; &quot;they have healed, not poisoned.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora sighed, as she added, &quot;When I came away, in anger and in shame, I
+heard that false man singing in mockery:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;Count me on the summer trees<br />
+Every leaf that courts the breeze;<br />
+Count me on the foamy deep<br />
+Every wave that sinks to sleep;<br />
+Then when you have numbered these,<br />
+Billowy tides and leafy trees,<br />
+Count me all the flames I prove,<br />
+All the gentle nymphs I love.&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Philothea, how could you, who are so pure yourself, see so much clearer
+than I did the treachery of that bad man?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden replied, &quot;Mortals, without the aid of experience, would
+always be aware of the presence of evil, if they sought to put away the
+love of it in their own hearts, and in silent obedience listened to the
+voice of their guiding spirit. Flowers feel the approach of storms, and
+birds need none to teach them the enmity of serpents. This knowledge is
+given to them as perpetually as the sunshine; and they receive it fully,
+because their little lives are all obedience and love.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then, dearest Philothea, you may well know when evil approaches. By
+some mysterious power you have ever known my heart better than I myself
+have known it. I now perceive that you told me the truth when you said I
+was not blinded by love, but by foolish pride. If it were not so, my
+feelings could not so easily have turned to hatred. I have more than
+once tried to deceive you, but you will feel that I am not now speaking
+falsely. The interview you witnessed was the first and only one I ever
+granted to Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea freely expressed her belief in this assertion, and her joy
+that the real character of the graceful hypocrite had so soon been made
+manifest. Her thoughts turned towards Phil&aelig;mon; but certain
+recollections restrained the utterance of his name. They were both
+silent for a few moments; and Eudora's countenance was troubled. She
+looked up earnestly in her friend's face, but instantly turned away her
+eyes, and fixing them on the ground, said, in a low and timid voice, &quot;Do
+you think Phil&aelig;mon can ever love me again?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea felt painfully embarrassed; for when she recollected how
+deeply Phil&aelig;mon was enamoured of purity in women, she dared not answer
+in the language of hope.</p>
+
+<p>While she yet hesitated, Dione came to say that her master required the
+attendance of Eudora alone in his apartment.</p>
+
+<p>Phidias had always exacted implicit obedience from his household, and
+Eudora's gratitude towards him had ever been mingled with fear. The
+consciousness of recent misconduct filled her with extreme dread. Her
+countenance became deadly pale, as she turned toward her friend, and
+said, &quot;Oh, Philothea, go with me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The firm-hearted maiden took her arm gently within her own, and
+whispered, &quot;Speak the truth, and trust in the Divine Powers.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter VIII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Thus it is; I have made those<br />
+Averse to me whom nature formed my friends;<br />
+Those, who from me deserved no ill, to win<br />
+Thy grace, I gave just cause to be my foes;<br />
+And thou, most vile of men, thou hast betrayed me.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Phidias was alone, with a large unfinished drawing before him, on a
+waxen tablet. Various groups of statues were about the room; among which
+was conspicuous the beautiful workmanship of Myron, representing a
+kneeling Paris offering the golden apple to Aphrodite; and by a mode of
+flattery common with Athenian artists, the graceful youth bore the
+features of Alcibiades. Near this group was Hera and Pallas, from the
+hand of Phidias; characterized by a severe majesty of expression, as
+they looked toward Paris and his voluptuous goddess in quiet scorn.</p>
+
+<p>Stern displeasure was visible in the countenance of the great sculptor.
+As the maidens entered, with their faces covered, he looked up, and said
+coldly, &quot;I bade that daughter of unknown parents come into my presence
+unattended.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora keenly felt the reproach implied by the suppression of her name,
+which Phidias deemed she had dishonoured; and the tremulous motion of
+her veil betrayed her agitation.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea spoke in a mild, but firm voice: &quot;Son of Charmides, by the
+friendship of my father, I conjure you do not require me to forsake
+Eudora in this hour of great distress.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a softened tone, Phidias replied: &quot;The daughter of Alcimenes knows
+that for his sake, and for the sake of her own gentle nature, I can
+refuse her nothing.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I give thee thanks,&quot; rejoined the maiden, &quot;and relying on this
+assurance, I will venture to plead for this helpless orphan, whom the
+gods committed to thy charge. The counsels of Aspasia have led her into
+error; and is the son of Charmides blameless, for bringing one so young
+within the influence of that seductive woman?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a short pause, Phidias answered: &quot;Philothea, it is true that my
+pride in her gift of sweet sounds first brought her into the presence of
+that bad and dangerous man; it was contrary to Phil&aelig;mon's wishes, too;
+and in this I have erred. If that giddy damsel can tell me the meeting
+in the garden was not by her own consent, I will again restore her to my
+confidence. Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have
+sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, pitying her distress, said, &quot;Son of Charmides, I do not
+believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but
+remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by
+falsehood. Alcibiades has had no other interview than that one, of which
+the divine Ph&oelig;bus sent a messenger to warn me in my sleep. For that
+fault, the deluded maiden has already suffered a bitter portion of shame
+and grief.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a short silence, Phidias spoke: &quot;Eudora, when I called you
+hither, it was with the determination of sending you to the temple of
+Castor and Polydeuces, there to be offered for sale to your paramour,
+who has already tried, in a secret way, to purchase you, by the
+negociation of powerful friends; but Philothea has not pleaded for you
+in vain. I will not punish your fault so severely as Alcibiades ventured
+to hope. You shall remain under my protection. But from henceforth you
+must never leave your own apartment, without my express permission,
+which will not soon be granted. I dare not trust your sudden repentance;
+and shall therefore order a mastiff to be chained to your door. Dione
+will bring you bread and water only. If you fail in obedience, the fate
+I first intended will assuredly be yours, without time given for
+expostulation. Now go to the room that opens into the garden; and there
+remain, till I send Dione to conduct you to your own apartment.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora was so completely humbled, that these harsh words aroused no
+feeling of offended pride. Her heart was too full for utterance; and her
+eyes so blinded with tears, that, as she turned to leave the apartment,
+she frequently stumbled over the scattered fragments of marble.</p>
+
+<p>It was a day of severe trials for the poor maiden. They had remained but
+a short time waiting for Dione, when Phil&aelig;mon entered, conducted by
+Phidias, who immediately left the apartment. Eudora instantly bowed her
+head upon the couch, and covered her face with her hands.</p>
+
+<p>In a voice tremulous with emotion, the young man said, &quot;Eudora,
+notwithstanding the bitter recollection of where I last saw you, I have
+earnestly wished to see you once more&mdash;to hear from your own lips
+whether the interview I witnessed in the garden was by your own
+appointment. Although many things in your late conduct have surprised
+and grieved me, I am slow to believe that you could have taken a step so
+unmaidenly; particularly at this time, when it has pleased the gods to
+load me with misfortunes. By the affection I once cherished, I entreat
+you to tell me whether that meeting was unexpected.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He waited in vain for any other answer than audible sobs. After a slight
+pause, he continued: &quot;Eudora, I wait for a reply more positive than
+silence. Let me hear from your own lips the words that must decide my
+destiny. Perchance it is the last favour I shall ever ask.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The repentant maiden, without looking up, answered, in broken accents,
+&quot;Phil&aelig;mon, I will not add deceit to other wrongs, I must speak the
+truth, if my heart is broken. I did consent to that interview.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young man bowed his head in silent anguish against one of the
+pillars&mdash;his breast heaved, and his lips quivered. After a hard struggle
+with himself, he said, &quot;Farewell, Eudora. I shall never again intrude
+upon your presence. Many will flatter you; but none will love you as I
+have loved.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a faint shriek, Eudora sprung forward, and threw herself at his
+feet. She would have clasped his knees, but he involuntarily recoiled
+from her touch, and gathered the folds of his robe about him.</p>
+
+<p>Then the arrow entered deeply into her heart, She rested her burning
+forehead against the marble pillar, and said, in tones of agonized
+entreaty, &quot;I never met him but once.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, who during this scene had wept like an infant, laid her hand
+beseechingly on his arm, and added, &quot;Son of Ch&aelig;rila&uuml;s, remember that
+was the only interview.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon shook his head mournfully, as he replied, &quot;But I cannot forget
+that it was an appointed one.&mdash;We can never meet again.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He turned hastily to leave the room; but lingered on the threshold, and
+looked back upon Eudora with an expression of unutterable sadness.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea perceived the countenance of her unhappy friend grow rigid
+beneath his gaze. She hastened to raise her from the ground whereon she
+knelt, and received her senseless in her arms.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter IX.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Fare thee well, perfidious maid!<br />
+My soul,&mdash;its fondest hopes betrayed,<br />
+Betrayed, perfidious girl, by thee,&mdash;<br />
+Is now on wing for liberty.<br />
+I fly to seek a kindlier sphere,<br />
+Since thou hast ceased to love me here.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Not long after the parting interview with Eudora, Phil&aelig;mon, sad and
+solitary, slowly wended his way from Athens. As he passed along the
+banks of the Illyssus, he paused for a moment, and stood with folded
+arms, before the chaste and beautiful little temple of Agrotera, the
+huntress with the unerring bow.</p>
+
+<p>The temple was shaded by lofty plane trees, and thickly intertwined
+willows, among which transparent rivulets glided in quiet beauty; while
+the marble nymphs, with which the grove was adorned, looked modestly
+down upon the sparkling waters, as if awe-stricken by the presence of
+their sylvan goddess.</p>
+
+<p>A well-known voice said, &quot;Enter Phil&aelig;mon. It is a beautiful retreat. The
+soft verdant grass tempts to repose; a gentle breeze brings fragrance
+from the blossoms; and the grasshoppers are chirping with a summer-like
+and sonorous sound. Enter, my son.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thanks, Anaxagoras,&quot; replied Phil&aelig;mon, as he moved forward to give and
+receive the cordial salutation of his friend: &quot;I have scarcely travelled
+far enough to need repose; but the day is sultry, and this balmy air is
+indeed refreshing.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Whither leads your path, my son?&quot; inquired the good old man. &quot;I
+perceive that no servant follows you with a seat whereon to rest, when
+you wish to enjoy the prospect, and your garments are girded about you,
+like one who travels afar.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I seek Mount Hymettus, my father,&quot; replied Phil&aelig;mon: &quot;There I shall
+stop to-night, to take my last look of Athens. To-morrow, I join a
+company on their way to Persia; where they say Athenian learning is
+eagerly sought by the Great King and his nobles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And would you have left Athens without my blessing?&quot; inquired
+Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In truth, my father, I wished to avoid the pain of parting,&quot; rejoined
+Phil&aelig;mon. &quot;Not even my beloved Paralus is aware that the homeless
+outcast of ungrateful Athens has left her walls forever.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher endeavoured to speak, but his voice was tremulous
+with emotion. After a short pause, he put his arm within Phil&aelig;mon's, and
+said, &quot;My son, we will journey together. I shall easily find my way back
+to Athens before the lamps of evening are lighted.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young man spoke of the wearisome walk; and reminded him that Ibycus,
+the beloved of the gods, was murdered while returning to the city after
+twilight. But the philosopher replied, &quot;My old limbs are used to
+fatigue, and everybody knows that the plain robe of Anaxagoras conceals
+no gold.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As they passed along through the smiling fields of Agra, the
+cheerfulness of the scene redoubled the despondency of the exile. Troops
+of laughing girls were returning from the vineyards with baskets full
+of grapes; women were grinding corn, singing merrily, as they toiled;
+groups of boys were throwing quoits, or seated on the grass eagerly
+playing at dice, and anon filling the air with their shouts; in one
+place was a rural procession in honour of Dionysus; in another, loads of
+pure Pentelic marble were on their way from the quarry, to increase the
+architectural glory of Athens.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I could almost envy that senseless stone!&quot; exclaimed Phil&aelig;mon. &quot;It goes
+where I have spent many a happy hour, and where I shall never enter
+more. It is destined for the Temple of the Muses, which Plato is causing
+to be built among the olive-groves of Academus. The model is more
+beautifully simple than anything I have ever seen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The grove of Academus is one of the few places now remaining where
+virtue is really taught and encouraged,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras. &quot;As for
+these new teachers, misnamed philosophers, they are rapidly hastening
+the decay of a state whose diseases produced them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A few days since, I heard one of the sophists talking to crowds of
+people in the old Agora,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon; &quot;and truly his doctrines
+formed a strange contrast with the severe simplicity of virtue expressed
+in the countenances of Solon, Aristides, and the other god-like statues
+that stood around him. He told the populace that it was unquestionably a
+great blessing to commit an injury with impunity; but as there was more
+evil in suffering an injury than there was good in committing one, it
+was necessary to have the subject regulated by laws: that justice,
+correctly defined, meant nothing more than the interest of the
+strongest; that a just man always fared worse than the unjust, because
+he neglected to aggrandize himself by dishonest actions, and thus became
+unpopular among his acquaintances; while those who were less scrupulous,
+grew rich and were flattered. He said the weak very naturally considered
+justice as a common right; but he who had power, if he had likewise
+courage, would never submit to any such agreement: that they who praised
+virtue, did it because they had some object to gain from those who had
+less philosophy than themselves; and these pretended worthies, if they
+could act invisibly, would soon be found in the same path with the
+villain. He called rhetoric the noblest of the arts, because it enabled
+an ignorant man to appear to know as much as one who was thoroughly
+master of his subject. Some of the people demanded what he had to say of
+the gods, since he had spoken so ably of men. With an unpleasant mixture
+of derision and feigned humility, the sophist replied, that he left such
+vast subjects to be discussed by the immortal Socrates. He forthwith
+left the Agora, and many a loud laugh and profane jest followed his
+departure. When such doctrines can be uttered without exciting
+indignation, it is easy to foresee the destinies of the state.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thucydides speaks truly,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras: &quot;In the history he is
+writing, he says,&mdash;The Athenian people are beginning to be more fond of
+calling dishonest men able, than simple men honest; and that statesmen
+begin to be ashamed of the more worthy title, while they take pride in
+the other: thus sincerity, of which there is much in generous natures,
+will be laughed down; while wickedness and hypocrisy are everywhere
+triumphant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But evil grows weary of wearing a mask in reluctant homage to good,&quot;
+replied Phil&aelig;mon; &quot;she is ever seeking to push it aside, with the hope
+that men may become accustomed to her face, and find more beauty
+therein, than in the disguise she wears. The hidden thought at last
+struggles forth into expression, and cherished passions assume a form in
+action. One of the sophists has already given notice that he can teach
+any young man how to prove that right is wrong, or wrong is right. It is
+said that Xanthippus has sent his son to benefit by these instructions,
+with a request that he may learn the art thoroughly, but be taught to
+use it only in the right way.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Your words are truth, my son,&quot; answered the philosopher; &quot;and the blame
+should rest on those who taint the stream at its source, rather than
+with them who thoughtlessly drink of it in its wanderings. The great and
+the gifted of Athens, instead of yielding reverent obedience to the
+unchangeable principle of truth, have sought to make it the servant of
+their own purposes. Forgetful of its eternal nature, they strive to
+change it into arbitrary forms of their own creating; and then marvel
+because other minds present it in forms more gross and disgusting than
+their own. They do not ask what is just or unjust, true or untrue, but
+content themselves with recommending virtue, as far as it advances
+interest, or contributes to popularity; and when virtue ceases to be
+fashionable, the multitude can no longer find a satisfactory reason for
+adhering to it. But when the teachers of the populace hear their vulgar
+pupils boldly declare that vice is as good as virtue, provided a man can
+follow it with success, pride prevents them from seeing that this maxim
+is one of their own doctrines stripped of its equestrian robes, and
+shown in democratic plainness. They did not venture to deride the gods,
+or even to assert that they took no cognizance of human affairs; but
+they declared that offences against divine beings might be easily atoned
+for by a trifling portion of their own gifts&mdash;a sheep, a basket of
+fruit, or a few grains of salt, offered at stated seasons, with becoming
+decorum; and then when alone together, they smiled that such concessions
+were necessary to satisfy the superstitions of the vulgar. But disbelief
+in divine beings, and the eternal nature of truth, cannot long be
+concealed by pouring the usual libations, or maintaining a cautious
+reserve. The whispered opinions of false philosophers will soon be
+loudly echoed by the popular voice, which is less timid, because it is
+more honest. Even thus did Midas laboriously conceal the deformity of
+his head; but his barber, who saw him without disguise, whispered his
+secret in the earth, and when the winds arose, the voices of a thousand
+reeds proclaimed to the world, 'King Midas hath ass's ears.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The secret has already been whispered to the ground,&quot; answered
+Phil&aelig;mon, smiling: &quot;If it were not so, the comic writers would not be
+able to give with impunity such grotesque and disgusting representations
+of the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And yet,&quot; rejoined the old man, &quot;I hear that Hermippus, who has himself
+personified Hera on the stage, as an angry woman attempting to strike
+infuriated Zeus, is about to arraign me before the public tribunal,
+because I said the sun was merely a great ball of fire. This he
+construes into blasphemy against the life-giving Ph&oelig;bus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The accusation may be thus worded,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon; &quot;but your real crime
+is that you stay away from political assemblies, and are therefore
+suspected of being unfriendly to democratic institutions. Demos
+reluctantly admits that the right to hold such opinions is an inherent
+part of liberty. Soothe the vanity of the dicasts by humble
+acknowledgments, and gratify their avarice by a plentiful distribution
+of drachm&aelig;; flatter the self-conceit of the Athenians, by assurances
+that they are the greatest, most glorious, and most consistent people
+upon earth; be careful that Cleon the tanner, and Thearion the baker,
+and Theophrastus the maker of lyres, are supplicated and praised in due
+form&mdash;and, take my word for it, the gods will be left to punish you for
+whatever offences you commit against them. They will receive no
+assistance from the violet-crowned city.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And you, my son,&quot; replied the philosopher, &quot;would never have been
+exiled from Athens, if you had debated in the porticos with young
+citizens, who love to exhibit their own skill in deciding whether the
+true cause of the Trojan war were Helen, or the ship that carried her
+away, or the man that built the ship, or the wood whereof it was made;
+if in your style you had imitated the swelling pomp of Isagoras, where
+one solitary idea is rolled over and over in an ocean of words, like a
+small pearl tossed about in the &AElig;gean; if you had supped with
+Hyperbolus, or been seen in the agoras, walking arm in arm with Cleon.
+With such a man as you to head their party, Pericles could not always
+retain the ascendancy, by a more adroit use of their own weapons.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;As soon would I league myself with the Odomantians of Thrace!&quot;
+exclaimed Phil&aelig;mon, with an expression of strong disgust. &quot;It is such
+men who destroy the innocence of a republic, and cause that sacred name
+to become a mockery among tyrants. The mean-souled wretches! Men who
+take from the poor daily interest for a drachma, and spend it in
+debauchery. Citizens who applauded Pericles because he gave them an
+obolus for a vote, and are now willing to see him superseded by any man
+that will give two oboli instead of one! No, my father&mdash;I could unite
+with none but an honest party&mdash;men who love the state and forget
+themselves; and such are not now found in Athens. The few that exist
+dare not form a barrier against the powerful current that would
+inevitably drive them to destruction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You speak truth, Phil&aelig;mon,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras: &quot;Pallas Athen&aelig; seems
+to have deserted her chosen people. The proud Spartans openly laugh at
+our approaching downfall, while the smooth Persians watch for a
+favourable moment to destroy the freedom already rendered so weak by its
+own insanity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The fault will be attributed to democratic principles,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon;
+&quot;but the real difficulty exists in that love of power which hides itself
+beneath the mask of Democracy, until a corrupted public can endure its
+undisguised features without execration. No one can believe that
+Pericles lessened the power of the Areopagus from a sincere conviction
+that it was for the good of the people. It was done to obtain personal
+influence, by purchasing the favour of those who had sufficient reasons
+for desiring a less equitable tribunal. Nor could he have ever supposed
+that the interests of the republic would be advanced by men whom the
+gift of an obolus could induce to vote. The Athenians have been spoiled
+by ambitious demagogues, who now try to surfeit them with flattery, as
+nurses seek to pacify noisy children with sponges dipped in honey. They
+strive to drown the din of domestic discord in boasts of foreign
+conquests; and seek to hide corruption in a blaze of glory, as they
+concealed their frauds amid the flames of the treasury.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pericles no doubt owes his great popularity to skill in availing
+himself of existing circumstances,&quot; replied Anaxagoras; &quot;and I am afraid
+that the same motives for corrupting, and the same willingness to be
+corrupted, will always be found in democratic institutions.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has always been matter of surprise to me,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon, &quot;that one
+so humble and frugal as yourself, and so zealous for the equal rights of
+all men, even the meanest citizens, should yet be so little friendly to
+that popular idol which the Athenians call Demos.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher rejoined: &quot;When I was young, I heard it said of
+Lycurgus, that being asked why he, who was such a friend to equality,
+did not bestow a democratic government upon Sparta, he answered: &quot;Go and
+try a democracy in your own house.&quot; The reply pleased me; and a long
+residence in Athens has not yet taught me to believe that a man who is
+governed by ten thousand masters has more freedom than he who is
+governed by one.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If kings had the same natural affection for their subjects that parents
+have for their children, the comparison of Lycurgus would be just,&quot;
+answered Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what think you of the paternal kindness of this republican decree
+whereby five thousand citizens have been sold into slavery, because the
+unjust confiscation of their estates rendered them unable to pay their
+debts?&quot; said Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Such an edict was passed because Athens is <i>not</i> a republic,&quot; replied
+Phil&aelig;mon. &quot;All things are under the control of Pericles; and Aspasia
+rules him. When she heard that I remonstrated against his shameful
+marriage, she said she would sooner or later bring a Trojan horse into
+my house. She has fulfilled her threat by the same means that enabled
+Pericles to destroy the political power of some of his most influential
+enemies.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pericles has indeed obtained unbounded influence,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras;
+&quot;but he did it by counterfeiting the very principle that needed to be
+checked; and this is so easily counterfeited, that democracy is always
+in danger of becoming tyranny in disguise. The Athenians are as servile
+to their popular idol, as the Persians to their hereditary one; but the
+popular idol seeks to sustain his power by ministering to that love of
+change, which allows nothing to remain sacred and established. Hence,
+two opposite evils are combined in action&mdash;the reality of despotism
+with the form of democracy; the power of a tyrant with the
+irresponsibility of a multitude. But, in judging of Pericles, you, my
+son, should strive to guard against political enmity, as I do against
+personal affection. It cannot be denied that he has often made good use
+of his influence. When Cimon brought the remains of Theseus to Athens,
+and a temple was erected over them in obedience to the oracle, it was he
+who suggested to the people that a hero celebrated for relieving the
+oppressed could not be honoured more appropriately than by making his
+temple a refuge for abused slaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Friendly as I am to a government truly republican,&quot; answered Phil&aelig;mon,
+&quot;it is indeed difficult to forgive the man who seduces a democracy to
+the commission of suicide, for his own advancement. His great abilities
+would receive my admiration, if they were not employed in the service of
+ambition. As for this new edict, it will prove a rebounding arrow,
+striking him who sent it. He will find ten enemies for one in the
+kindred of the banished.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;While we have been talking thus sadly,&quot; said the old philosopher, &quot;the
+fragrant thyme and murmuring bees give cheerful notice that we are
+approaching Mount Hymettus. I see the worthy peasant, Tellus, from whom
+I have often received refreshment of bread and grapes; and if it please
+you we will share his bounty now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The peasant respectfully returned their friendly greeting, and readily
+furnished clusters from his luxuriant vineyard. As the travellers seated
+themselves beneath the shelter of the vines, Tellus asked, &quot;What news
+from Athens?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;None of importance,&quot; replied Anaxagoras, &quot;excepting rumours of
+approaching war, and this new edict, by which so many citizens are
+suddenly reduced to poverty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There are always those in Athens who are like the eel-catchers, that
+choose to have the waters troubled,&quot; observed the peasant. &quot;When the lake
+is still, they lose their labour; but when the mud is well stirred, they
+take eels in plenty. My son says he gets twelve oboli for a conger-eel,
+in the Athenian markets; and that is a goodly price.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The travellers smiled, and contented themselves with praising his
+grapes, without further allusion to the politics of Athens. But Tellus
+resumed the discourse, by saying, &quot;So, I hear my old neighbour,
+Philargus, has been tried for idleness.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Even so,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras; &quot;and his condemnation has proved the
+best luck he ever had. The severe sentence of death was changed into a
+heavy fine; and Lysidas, the Spartan, immediately begged to be
+introduced to him, as the only gentleman he had seen or heard of in
+Athens. He has paid the fine for him, and invited him to Laced&aelig;mon;
+that he may show his proud countrymen one Athenian who does not disgrace
+himself by industry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That comes of having the Helots among them,&quot; said Tellus. &quot;My boy
+married a Spartan wife, and I can assure you she is a woman that looks
+lightning, and speaks mustard. When my son first told her to take the
+fish from his basket, she answered angrily, that she was no Helot.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I heard this same Lysidas, the other day,&quot; said Phil&aelig;mon, &quot;boasting
+that the Spartans were the only real freemen; and Laced&aelig;mon the only
+place where courage and virtue always found a sure reward. I asked him
+what reward the Helots had for bravery or virtue. 'They are not
+scourged; and that is sufficient reward for the base hounds,' was his
+contemptuous reply. He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow
+freedom on their slaves; and likes the custom which permits boys to whip
+them, merely to remind them of their bondage. He ridicules the idea that
+injustice will weaken the strength of Sparta, because the gods are
+enemies to injustice. He says the sun of liberty shines brighter with
+the dark atmosphere of slavery around it; as temperance seems more
+lovely to the Spartan youth, after they have seen the Helots made
+beastly drunk for their amusement. He seems to forget that the passions
+are the same in every human breast; and that it is never wise in any
+state to create natural enemies at her own doors. But the Laced&aelig;monians
+make it a rule never to speak of danger from their slaves. They remind
+me of the citizens of Amycl&aelig;, who, having been called from their
+occupations by frequent rumours of war, passed a vote that no man should
+be allowed, under heavy penalties, to believe any report of intended
+invasion. When the enemy really came, no man dared to speak of their
+approach, and Amycl&aelig; was easily conquered. Lysidas boasted of salutary
+cruelty; and in the same breath told me the Helots loved their masters.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;As the Spartan boys love Orthia, at whose altar they yearly receive a
+bloody whipping,&quot; said Tellus, laughing.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is one great mistake in Laced&aelig;monian institutions,&quot; observed
+Anaxagoras: &quot;They seek to avoid the degrading love of money, by placing
+every citizen above the necessity of laborious occupation; but they
+forget that the love of tyranny may prove an evil still more dangerous
+to the state.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You speak justly, my father,&quot; answered Phil&aelig;mon: &quot;The Athenian law,
+which condemns any man for speaking disrespectfully of his neighbour's
+trade, is most wise; and it augurs ill for Athens that some of her young
+equestrians begin to think it unbecoming to bring home provisions for
+their own dinner from the agoras.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alcibiades, for instance!&quot; exclaimed the philosopher: &quot;He would
+consider himself disgraced by any other burthen than his fighting
+quails, which he carries out to take the air.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon started up suddenly&mdash;for the name of Alcibiades stung him like
+a serpent. Immediately recovering his composure, he turned to recompense
+the hospitality of the honest peasant, and to bid him a friendly
+farewell.</p>
+
+<p>But Tellus answered bluntly; &quot;No, young Athenian; I like your
+sentiments, and will not touch your coin. The gods bless you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The travellers having heartily returned his parting benediction, slowly
+ascended Mount Hymettus. When they paused to rest upon its summit, a
+glorious prospect lay stretched out before them. On the north, were
+Megara, Eleusis, and the cynosure of Marathon; in the south, numerous
+islands, like a flock of birds, reposed on the bright bosom of the
+Aegean; to the west, was the broad Pir&aelig;us with its thousand ships, and
+Athens in all her magnificence of beauty; while the stately buildings of
+distant Corinth mingled with the cloudless sky. The declining sun threw
+his refulgent mantle over the lovely scene, and temples, towers, and
+villas glowed in the purple light.</p>
+
+<p>The travellers stood for a few moments in perfect silence&mdash;Phil&aelig;mon
+with folded arms, and Anaxagoras leaning on his staff. At length, in
+tones of deep emotion, the young man exclaimed, &quot;Oh, Athens, how I have
+loved thee! Thy glorious existence has been a part of my own being! For
+thy prosperity how freely would I have poured out my blood! The gods
+bless thee, and save thee from thyself!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who could look upon her and not bless her in his heart?&quot; said the old
+philosopher: &quot;There she stands, fair as the heaven-born Pallas, in all
+her virgin majesty! But alas for Athens, when every man boasts of his
+own freedom, and no man respects the freedom of his neighbour. Peaceful,
+she seems, in her glorious beauty; but the volcano is heaving within,
+and already begins to throw forth its showers of smoke and stones.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Would that the gods had permitted me to share her dangers&mdash;to die and
+mingle with her beloved soil!&quot; exclaimed Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>The venerable philosopher looked up, and saw intense wretchedness in the
+countenance of his youthful friend. He laid his hand kindly upon
+Phil&aelig;mon's arm; &quot;Nay, my son,&quot; said he; &quot;You must not take this unjust
+decree so much to heart. Of Athens nothing can be so certainly predicted
+as change. Things as trifling as the turning of a shell may restore you
+to your rights. You can even now return, if you will submit to be a mere
+sojourner in Athens. After all, what vast privileges do you lose with
+your citizenship. You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges, instead of the
+Lyceum or the Academia; but in this, the great Themistocles has given
+you honourable example. You will not be allowed to enter the theatre
+while the Athenians keep the second day of their festival Anthesteria;
+but to balance this privation, you are forbidden to vote, and are thus
+freed from all blame belonging to unjust and capricious laws.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My father, playful words cannot cure the wound,&quot; replied the exile,
+seriously: &quot;The cherished recollections of years cannot be so easily
+torn from the heart. Athens, with all her faults, is still my own, my
+beautiful, my beloved land. They might have killed me, if they would, if
+I had but died an Athenian citizen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He spoke with a voice deeply agitated; but after a few moments of forced
+composure, he continued more cheerfully: &quot;Let us speak of other
+subjects. We are standing here, on the self-same spot where Aristo and
+Perictione laid the infant Plato, while they sacrificed to the
+life-giving Ph&oelig;bus. It was here the bees clustered about his infant
+mouth, and his mother hailed the omen of his future eloquence. Commend
+me to that admirable man, and tell him I shall vainly seek throughout
+the world to find another Plato.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Commend me likewise to the Persian Artaphernes. To his bounty I am much
+indebted. Lest he should hope that I carry away feelings hostile to
+Athens, and favourable to her enemies, say to the kind old man, that
+Phil&aelig;mon will never forget his country or his friends. I have left a
+long letter to Paralus, in which my full heart has but feebly expressed
+its long-cherished friendship. When you return, you will find a trifling
+token of remembrance for yourself and Philothea. May Pallas shower her
+richest blessings upon that pure and gifted maiden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With some hesitation, Anaxagoras said, &quot;You make no mention of Eudora;
+and I perceive that both you and Philothea are reserved when her name is
+mentioned. Do not believe every idle rumour, my son. The gayety of a
+light-hearted maiden is often unmixed with boldness, or crime. Do not
+cast her from you too lightly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon averted his face for a moment, and struggled hard with his
+feelings. Then turning abruptly, he pressed the old man's hand, and
+said, &quot;Bid Philothea, guide and cherish her deluded friend, for my sake.
+And now, farewell, Anaxagoras! Farewell, forever! my kind, my good old
+master. May the gods bless the wise counsels and virtuous example you
+have given me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The venerable philosopher stretched forth his arms to embrace him. The
+young man threw himself upon that friendly bosom, and overcome by a
+variety of conflicting emotions, sobbed aloud.</p>
+
+<p>As they parted, Anaxagoras again pressed Phil&aelig;mon to his heart, and
+said, &quot;May that God, whose numerous attributes the Grecians worship,
+forever bless thee, my dear son.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter X.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Courage, Orestes! if the lots hit right,<br />
+If the black pebbles don't exceed the white,<br />
+You're safe.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Pericles sought to please the populace by openly using his influence to
+diminish the power of the Areopagus; and a decree had been passed that
+those who denied the existence of the gods, or introduced new opinions
+about celestial things, should be tried by the people. This event proved
+fortunate for some of his personal friends; for Hermippus soon laid
+before the Thesmothet&aelig; Archons an accusation of blasphemy against
+Anaxagoras, Phidias, and Aspasia. The case was tried before the fourth
+Assembly of the people; and the fame of the accused, together with the
+well-known friendship of Pericles, attracted an immense crowd; insomuch
+that the Prytaneum was crowded to overflowing. The prisoners came in,
+attended by the Phylarchi of their different wards. Anaxagoras retained
+his usual bland expression and meek dignity. Phidias walked with a
+haughtier tread, and carried his head more proudly. Aspasia was veiled;
+but as she glided along, gracefully as a swan on the bosom of still
+waters, loud murmurs of approbation were heard from the crowd. Pericles
+seated himself near them, with deep sadness on his brow. The moon had
+not completed its revolution since he had seen Phidias arraigned before
+the Second Assembly of the people, charged by Menon, one of his own
+pupils, with having defrauded the state of gold appropriated to the
+statue of Pallas. Fortunately, the sculptor had arranged the precious
+metal so that it could be taken off and weighed; and thus his innocence
+was easily made manifest. But the great statesman had seen, by many
+indications, that the blow was in part aimed at himself through his
+friends; and that his enemies were thus trying to ascertain how far the
+people could be induced to act in opposition to his well-known wishes.
+The cause had been hurried before the assembly, and he perceived that
+his opponents were there in great numbers. As soon as the Epistates
+began to read the accusation, Pericles leaned forward, and burying his
+face in his robe, remained motionless.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras was charged with not having offered victims to the gods; and
+with having blasphemed the divine Ph&oelig;bus, by saying the sun was only a
+huge ball of fire. Being called upon to answer whether he were guilty of
+this offence, he replied: &quot;Living victims I have never sacrificed to the
+gods; because, like the Pythagoreans, I object to the shedding of blood;
+but, like the disciples of their sublime philosopher, I have duly
+offered on their altars small goats and rams made of wax. I did say I
+believed the sun to be a great ball of fire; and deemed not that in so
+doing I had blasphemed the divine Ph&oelig;bus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When he had finished, it was proclaimed aloud that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak. Cleon arose, and said it was well
+known to the disciples of Anaxagoras, that he taught the existence of
+but one God. Euripides, Pericles, and others who had been his pupils,
+were separately called to bear testimony; and all said he taught One
+Universal Mind, of which all other divinities were the attributes; even
+as Homer represented the inferior deities subordinate to Zeus.</p>
+
+<p>When the philosopher was asked whether he believed in the gods, he
+answered, &quot;I do: but I believe in them as the representatives of various
+attributes in One Universal Mind.&quot; He was then required to swear by all
+the gods, and by the dreaded Erinnys, that he had spoken truly.</p>
+
+<p>The Prytanes informed the assembly that their vote must decide whether
+this avowed doctrine r endered Anaxagoras of Clazomen&aelig; worthy of death.
+A brazen urn was carried round, in which every citizen deposited a
+pebble. When counted, the black pebbles predominated over the white, and
+Anaxagoras was condemned to die.</p>
+
+<p>The old man heard it very calmly, and replied: &quot;Nature pronounced that
+sentence upon me before I was born. Do what you will, Athenians, ye can
+only injure the outward case of Anaxagoras; the real, immortal
+Anaxagoras is beyond your power.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phidias was next arraigned, and accused of blasphemy, in having carved
+the likeness of himself and Pericles on the shield of heaven-born
+Pallas; and of having said that he approved the worship of the gods,
+merely because he wished to have his own works adored. The sculptor
+proudly replied, &quot;I never declared that my own likeness, or that of
+Pericles, was on the shield of heaven-born Pallas; nor can any Athenian
+prove that I ever intended to place them there. I am not answerable for
+offences which have their origin in the eyes of the multitude. If
+<i>their</i> quick discernment be the test, crimes may be found written even
+on the glowing embers of our household altars. I never said I approved
+the worship of the gods because I wished to have my own works adored;
+for I should have deemed it irreverent thus to speak of divine beings.
+Some learned and illustrious guests, who were at the symposium in
+Aspasia's house, discoursed concerning the worship of images, apart from
+the idea of any divine attributes, which they represented. I said I
+approved not of this; and playfully added, that if it were otherwise, I
+might perchance be excused for sanctioning the worship of mere images,
+since mortals were ever willing to have their own works adored.&quot; The
+testimony of Pericles, Alcibiades, and Plato, confirmed the truth of his
+words.</p>
+
+<p>Cleon declared it was commonly believed that Phidias decoyed the maids
+and matrons of Athens to his house, under the pretence of seeing
+sculpture; but in reality to minister to the profligacy of Pericles. The
+sculptor denied the charge; and required that proof should be given of
+one Athenian woman, who had visited his house, unattended by her husband
+or her father. The enemies of Pericles could easily have procured such
+evidence with gold; but when Cleon sought again to speak, the Prytanes
+commanded silence; and briefly reminded the people that the Fourth
+Assembly had power to decide concerning religious matters only.
+Hermippus, in a speech of considerable length, urged that Phidias seldom
+sacrificed to the gods; and that he must have intended likenesses on the
+shield of Pallas, because even Athenian children recognized them.</p>
+
+<p>The brazen urn was again passed round, and the black pebbles were more
+numerous than they had been when the fate of Anaxagoras was decided.
+When Phidias heard the sentence, he raised himself to his full stature,
+and waving his right arm over the crowd, said, in a loud voice: &quot;Phidias
+can never die! Athens herself will live in the fame of Charmides' son.&quot;
+His majestic figure and haughty bearing awed the multitude; and some,
+repenting of the vote they had given, said, &quot;Surely, invisible Ph&oelig;bus
+is with him!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aspasia was next called to answer the charges brought against her. She
+had dressed herself, in deep mourning, as if appealing to the compassion
+of the citizens; and her veil was artfully arranged to display an arm
+and shoulder of exquisite whiteness and beauty, contrasted with glossy
+ringlets of dark hair, that carelessly rested on it. She was accused of
+saying that the sacred baskets of Demeter contained nothing of so much
+importance as the beautiful maidens who carried them; and that the
+temple of Poseidon was enriched with no offerings from those who had
+been wrecked, notwithstanding their supplications&mdash;thereby implying
+irreverent doubts of the power of Ocean's god. To this, Aspasia, in
+clear and musical tones, replied: &quot;I said not that the sacred baskets of
+Demeter contained nothing of so much importance as the beautiful maidens
+who carried them. But, in playful allusion to the love of beauty, so
+conspicuous in Alcibiades, I said that <i>he</i>, who was initiated into the
+mysteries of Eleusis, might think, the baskets less attractive than the
+lovely maidens who carried them. Irreverence was not in my thoughts;
+but inasmuch as my careless words implied it, I have offered atoning
+sacrifices to the mother of Persephone, during which I abstained from
+all amusements. When I declared that the temple of Poseidon contained no
+offerings in commemoration of men that had been wrecked, I said it in
+reproof of those who fail to supplicate the gods for the manes of the
+departed. They who perish on the ocean, may have offended Poseidon, or
+the Virgin Sisters of the Deep; and on their altars should offerings be
+laid by surviving friends.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No man can justly accuse me of disbelief in the gods; for it is well
+known that with every changing moon I offer on the altars of Aphrodite,
+doves and sparrows, with baskets of apples, roses and myrtles: and who
+in Athens has not seen the ivory car drawn by golden swans, which the
+grateful Aspasia placed in the temple of that love-inspiring deity?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phidias could scarcely restrain a smile, as he listened to this defence;
+and when the fair casuist swore by all the gods, and by the Erinnys,
+that she had spoken truly, Anaxagoras looked up involuntarily, with an
+expression of child-like astonishment. Alcibiades promptly corroborated
+her statement. Plato, being called to testify, gravely remarked that she
+had uttered those words, and she alone could explain her motives. The
+populace seemed impressed in her favour; and when it was put to vote
+whether sentence of death should be passed, an universal murmur arose,
+of &quot;Exile! Exile!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The Epistates requested that all who wished to consider it a question of
+exile, rather than of death, would signify the same by holding up their
+hands. With very few exceptions, the crowd were inclined to mercy.
+Hermippus gave tokens of displeasure, and hastily rose to accuse Aspasia
+of corrupting the youth of Athens, by the introduction of singing and
+dancing women, and by encouraging the matrons of Greece to appear
+unveiled.</p>
+
+<p>A loud laugh followed his remarks; for the comic actor was himself far
+from aiding public morals by an immaculate example.</p>
+
+<p>The Prytanes again reminded him that charges of this nature must be
+decided by the First Assembly of the people; and, whether true or
+untrue, ought to have no influence on religious questions brought before
+the Fourth Assembly.</p>
+
+<p>Hermippus was perfectly aware of this; but he deemed that the vote might
+be affected by his artful suggestion.</p>
+
+<p>The brazen urn was again carried round; and fifty-one pebbles only
+appeared in disapprobation of exile.</p>
+
+<p>Then Pericles arose, and looked around him with calm dignity. He was
+seldom seen in public, even at entertainments; hence, something of
+sacredness was attached to his person, like the Salaminian galley
+reserved for great occasions. A murmur like the Distant ocean was heard,
+as men whispered to each other, &quot;Lo, Pericles is about to speak!&quot; When
+the tumult subsided, he said, in a loud voice, &quot;If any here can accuse
+Pericles of having enriched himself at the expense of the state, let him
+hold up his right hand!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Not a hand was raised&mdash;for his worst enemies could not deny that he was
+temperate and frugal.</p>
+
+<p>After a slight pause, he again resumed: &quot;If any man can show that
+Pericles ever asked a public favour for himself or his friends, let him
+speak!&quot; No words were uttered; but a murmur of discontent was heard in
+the vicinity of Cleon and Hermippus.</p>
+
+<p>The illustrious statesman folded his arms, and waited in quiet majesty
+for the murmur to assume a distinct form. When all was hashed, he
+continued: &quot;If any man believes that Athens has declined in beauty,
+wealth, or power, since the administration of Pericles, let him give his
+opinion freely!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>National enthusiasm was kindled; and many voices exclaimed, &quot;Hail
+Pericles! All hail to Athens in her glory!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The statesman gracefully waved his hand toward the multitude, as he
+replied, &quot;Thanks, friends and brother-citizens. Who among you is
+disposed to grant to Pericles one favour, not inconsistent with your
+laws, or in opposition to the decrees of this assembly?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A thousand hands were instantly raised. Pericles again expressed his
+thanks, and said, &quot;The favour I have to ask is, that the execution of
+these decrees be suspended, until the oracle of Amphiaraus can be
+consulted. If it please you, let a vote be taken who shall be the
+messenger.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The proposal was accepted; and Antiphon, a celebrated diviner, appointed
+to consult the oracle.</p>
+
+<p>As the crowd dispersed, Cleon muttered to Hermippus, &quot;By Circe! I
+believe he has given the Athenians philtres to make them love him. No
+wonder Archidamus of Sparta said, that when he threw Pericles in
+wrestling, he insisted he was never down, and persuaded the very
+spectators to believe him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras and Phidias, being under sentence of death, were placed in
+prison, until the people should finally decide upon their fate. The old
+philosopher cheerfully employed his hours in attempts to square the
+circle. The sculptor carved a wooden image, with many hands and feet,
+and without a head; upon the pedestal of which he inscribed Demos, and
+secretly reserved it as a parting gift to the Athenian people.</p>
+
+<p>Before another moon had waned, Antiphon returned from Oropus, whither he
+had been sent to consult the oracle. Being called before the people, he
+gave the following account of his mission: &quot;I abstained from food until
+Ph&oelig;bus had twice appeared above the hills, in his golden chariot; and
+for three days and three nights, I tasted no wine. When I had thus
+purified myself, I offered a white ram to Amphiaraus; and spreading the
+skin on the ground, I invoked the blessing of Ph&oelig;bus and his prophetic
+son, and laid me down to sleep. Methought I walked in the streets of
+Athens. A lurid light shone on the walls of the Pir&aelig;us, and spread into
+the city, until all the Acropolis seemed glowing beneath a fiery sky. I
+looked up&mdash;and lo! the heavens were in a blaze! Huge masses of flame
+were thrown backward and forward, as if Paridamator and the Cyclops were
+hurling their forges at each other's heads. Amazed, I turned to ask the
+meaning of these phenomena; and I saw that all the citizens were clothed
+in black; and wherever two were walking together, one fell dead by his
+side. Then I heard a mighty voice, that seemed to proceed from within
+the Parthenon. Three times it pronounced distinctly, 'Wo! wo! wo unto
+Athens!</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I awoke, and after a time slept again. I heard a rumbling noise, like
+thunder; and from the statue of Amphiaraus came a voice, saying, 'Life
+is given by the gods.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then all was still. Presently I again heard a sound like the
+multitudinous waves of ocean, when it rises in a storm&mdash;and Amphiaraus
+said, slowly, 'Count the pebbles on the seashore&mdash;yea, count them
+twice.' Then I awoke; and having bathed in the fountain, I threw therein
+three pieces of gold and silver, and departed.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The people demanded of Antiphon the meaning of these visions. He
+replied: &quot;The first portends calamity to Athens, either of war or
+pestilence. By the response of the oracle, I understand that the
+citizens are commanded to vote twice, before they take away life given
+by the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The wish to gain time had chiefly induced Pericles to request that
+Amphiaraus might be consulted. In the interval, his emissaries had been
+busy in softening the minds of the people; and it became universally
+known that in case Aspasia's sentence were reversed, she intended to
+offer sacrifices to Aphrodite, Poseidon, and Demeter; during the
+continuance of which, the citizens would be publicly feasted at her
+expense.</p>
+
+<p>In these exertions, Pericles was zealously assisted by Clinias, a noble
+and wealthy Athenian, the friend of Anaxagoras and Phidias, and a
+munificent patron of the arts. He openly promised, if the lives of his
+friends were spared, to evince his gratitude to the gods, by offering a
+golden lamp to Pallas Parthenia, and placing in each of the agoras any
+statue or painting the people thought fit to propose.</p>
+
+<p>Still, Pericles, aware of the bitterness of his enemies, increased by
+the late severe edict against those of foreign parentage, felt
+exceedingly fearful of the result of a second vote. A petition, signed
+by Pericles, Clinias, Ephialtes, Euripides, Socrates, Plato, Alcibiades,
+Paralus, and many other distinguished citizens, was sent into the Second
+Assembly of the people, begging that the accused might have another
+trial; and this petition was granted.</p>
+
+<p>When the Fourth Assembly again met, strong efforts were made to fill the
+Prytaneum at a very early hour with the friends of Pericles.</p>
+
+<p>The great orator secluded himself for three preceding days, and
+refrained from wine. During this time, he poured plentiful libations of
+milk and honey to Hermes, god of Eloquence, and sacrificed the tongues
+of nightingales to Peitho, goddess of Persuasion.</p>
+
+<p>When he entered the Prytaneum, it was remarked that he had never before
+been seen to look so pale; and this circumstance, trifling as it was,
+excited the ready sympathies of the people. When the Epistates read the
+accusation against Anaxagoras, and proclaimed that any Athenian, not
+disqualified by law, might speak, Pericles arose. For a moment he looked
+on the venerable countenance of the old philosopher, and seemed to
+struggle with his emotions. Then, with sudden impulse, he exclaimed,
+&quot;Look on him, Athenians! and judge ye if he be one accursed of the
+gods!&mdash;He is charged with having said that the sun is a great ball of
+fire; and therein ye deem that the abstractions of philosophy have led
+him to profane the sacred name of Ph&oelig;bus. We are told that Zeus assumed
+the form of an eagle, a serpent, and a golden shower; yet these forms do
+not affect our belief in the invisible god. If Ph&oelig;bus appeared on earth
+in the disguise of a woman and a shepherd, is it unpardonable for a
+philosopher to suppose that the same deity may choose to reside within a
+ball of fire? In the garden of Anaxagoras, you will find a statue of
+Pallas, carved from an olive-tree. He brought it with him from Ionia;
+and those disciples who most frequent his house, can testify that
+sacrifices were ever duly offered upon her altar. Who among you ever
+received an injury from that kind old man? He was the descendant of
+princes,&mdash;yet gave up gold for philosophy, and forbore to govern
+mankind, that he might love them more perfectly. Ask the young noble,
+who has been to him as a father; and his response will be 'Anaxagoras.'
+Ask the poor fisherman at the gates, who has been to him as a brother;
+and he will answer 'Anaxagoras.' When the merry-hearted boys throng your
+doors to sing their welcome to Ornith&aelig;, inquire from whom they receive
+the kindest word and the readiest gift; and they will tell you,
+'Anaxagoras.' The Amphiaraus of Eschylus, says, 'I do not wish to
+<i>appear</i> to be a good man, but I wish to <i>be</i> one.' Ask any of the
+poets, what living man most resembles Amphiaraus in this sentiment; and
+his reply will surely be, 'It is Anaxagoras.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Again I say, Athenians, look upon his face; and judge ye if he be one
+accursed of the gods!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher had leaned on his staff, and looked downward, while his
+illustrious pupil made this defence; and when he had concluded, a tear
+was seen slowly trickling down his aged cheek. His accusers again urged
+that he had taught the doctrine of one god, under the name of One
+Universal Mind; but the melodious voice and fluent tongue of Pericles
+had so wrought upon the citizens, that when the question was proposed,
+whether the old man were worthy of death, there arose a clamourous cry
+of &quot;Exile! Exile!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The successful orator did not venture to urge the plea of entire
+innocence; for he felt that he still had too much depending on the
+capricious favour of the populace.</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher received his sentence with thanks; and calmly
+added, &quot;Anaxagoras is not exiled from Athens; but Athens from
+Anaxagoras. Evil days are coming on this city; and those who are too
+distant to perceive the trophy at Salamis will deem themselves most
+blessed. Pythagoras said, 'When the tempest is rising,'tis wise to
+worship the echo.'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After the accusation against Phidias had been read, Pericles again rose
+and said, &quot;Athenians! I shall speak briefly; for I appeal to what every
+citizen values more than his fortune or his name. I plead for the glory
+of Athens. When strangers from Ethiopia, Egypt, Ph&oelig;nicia, and distant
+Taprobane, come to witness the far-famed beauty of the violet-crowned
+city, they will stand in mute worship before the Parthenon; and when
+their wonder finds utterance, they will ask what the Athenians bestowed
+on an artist so divine. Who among you could look upon the image of
+Virgin Pallas, resplendent in her heavenly majesty, and not blush to
+tell the barbarian stranger that death was the boon you bestowed on
+Phidias?</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Go, gaze on the winged statue of Rhamnusia, where vengeance seems to
+breathe from the marble sent by Darius to erect his trophy on the plains
+of Marathon! Then turn and tell the proud Persian that the hand which
+wrought those fair proportions, lies cold and powerless, by vote of the
+Athenian people. No&mdash;ye could not say it: your hearts would choke your
+voices. Ye could not tell the barbarian that Athens thus destroyed one
+of the most gifted of her sons.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The crowd answered in a thunder of applause; mingled with the cry of
+&quot;Exile! Exile!&quot; A few voices shouted, &quot;A fine! A fine!&quot; Then Cleon arose
+and said: &quot;Miltiades asked for an olive crown; and a citizen answered,
+'When Miltiades conquers alone, let him be crowned alone.' When Phidias
+can show that he built the Parthenon without the assistance of Ictinus,
+Myron, Callicrates, and others, then let him have the whole credit of
+the Parthenon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>To this, Pericles replied, &quot;We are certainly much indebted to those
+artists for many of the beautiful and graceful details of that sublime
+composition; but with regard to the majestic design of the Parthenon,
+Phidias conquered alone, and may therefore justly be crowned alone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A vote was taken on the question of exile, and the black pebbles
+predominated. The sculptor heard his sentence with a proud gesture, not
+unmingled with scorn; and calmly replied, &quot;They can banish Phidias from
+Athens, more easily than I can take from them the fame of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When Pericles replied to the charges against Aspasia, his countenance
+became more pale, and his voice was agitated: &quot;You all know,&quot; said he,
+&quot;That Aspasia is of Miletus. That city which poets call the laughing
+daughter of Earth and Heaven: where even the river smiles, as it winds
+along in graceful wanderings, eager to kiss every new blossom, and court
+the dalliance of every breeze. Do ye not find it easy to forgive a
+woman, born under those joyful skies, where beauty rests on the earth in
+a robe of sunbeams, and inspires the gayety which pours itself forth in
+playful words? Can ye judge harshly of one, who from her very childhood
+has received willing homage, as the favourite of Aphrodite, Ph&oelig;bus, and
+the Muses? If she spoke irreverently, it was done in thoughtless mirth;
+and she has sought to atone for it by sacrifices and tears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Athenians! I have never boasted; and if I seem to do it now, it is
+humbly,&mdash;as befits one who seeks a precious boon. In your service I have
+spent many toilsome days and sleepless nights. That I have not enriched
+myself by it, is proved by the well-known fact that my own son blames my
+frugality, and reproachfully calls me the slave of the Athenian people.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He paused for a moment, and held his hand over Aspasia's head, as he
+continued: &quot;In the midst of perplexities and cares, here I have ever
+found a solace and a guide. Here are treasured up the affections of my
+heart. It is not for Aspasia, the gifted daughter of Axiochus, that I
+plead. It is for Aspasia, the beloved wife of Pericles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Tears choked his utterance; but stifling his emotion, he exclaimed,
+&quot;Athenians! if ye would know what it is that thus unmans a soul capable
+of meeting death with calmness, behold, and judge for yourselves!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As he spoke, he raised Aspasia's veil. Her drapery had been studiously
+arranged to display her loveliness to the utmost advantage; and as she
+stood forth radiant in beauty, the building rung with the acclamations
+that were sent forth, peal after peal, by the multitude.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had not in vain calculated on the sympathies of a volatile and
+ardent people, passionately fond of the beautiful, in all its forms.
+Aspasia remained in Athens, triumphant over the laws of religion and
+morality.</p>
+
+<p>Clinias desired leave to speak in behalf of Philothea, grandchild of
+Anaxagoras; and the populace, made good-humoured by their own clemency,
+expressed a wish to hear. He proceeded as follows: &quot;Philothea,&mdash;whom you
+all know was, not long since, one of the Canephor&aelig;, and embroidered the
+splendid peplus exhibited at the last Panathen&aelig;a&mdash;humbly begs of the
+Athenians, that Eudora, Dione, and Geta, slaves of Phidias, may remain
+under his protection, and not be confiscated with his household goods. A
+contribution would have been raised, to buy these individuals of the
+state, were it not deemed an insult to that proud and generous people,
+who fined a citizen for proposing marble as a cheaper material than
+ivory for the statue of Pallas Parthenia.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The request, thus aided by flattery, was almost unanimously granted. One
+black pebble alone appeared in the urn; and that was from the hand of
+Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>Clinias expressed his thanks, and holding up the statue of Urania, he
+added: &quot;In token of gratitude for this boon, and for the life of a
+beloved grandfather, Philothea consecrates to Pallas Athen&aelig; this image
+of the star-worshipping muse; the gift of a munificent Ethiopian.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The populace, being in gracious mood, forthwith voted that the exiles
+had permission to carry with them any articles valued as the gift of
+friendship.</p>
+
+<p>The Prytanes dismissed the assembly; and as they dispersed, Alcibiades
+scattered small coins among them. Aspasia immediately sent to the
+Prytaneum an ivory statue of Mnemosyne, smiling as she looked back on a
+group of Hours; a magnificent token that she would never forget the
+clemency of the Athenian people.</p>
+
+<p>Hermippus took an early opportunity to proclaim the exhibition of a new
+comedy called Hercules and Omphale; and the volatile citizens thronged
+the theatre, to laugh at that infatuated tenderness, which in the
+Prytaneum had well nigh moved them to tears. The actor openly ridiculed
+them for having been so much influenced by their orator's
+least-successful attempt at eloquence; but in the course of the same
+play, Cratinus raised a laugh at his expense, by saying facetiously:
+&quot;Lo! Hermippus would speak like Pericles! Hear him, Athenians! Is he not
+as successful as Salmoneus, when he rolled his chariot over a brazen
+bridge, and hurled torches to imitate the thunder and lightning of
+Zeus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the day of trial had passed, Pericles slept soundly; for his heart
+was relieved from a heavy pressure. But personal enemies and envious
+artists were still active; and it was soon buzzed abroad that the people
+repented of the vote they had given. The exiles had been allowed ten
+days to sacrifice to the gods, bid farewell to friends, and prepare for
+departure; but on the third day, at evening twilight, Pericles entered
+the dwelling of his revered old master. &quot;My father,&quot; said he, &quot;I am
+troubled in spirit. I have just now returned from the Pir&aelig;us, where I
+sought an interview with Clinias, who daily visits the Deigma, and has a
+better opportunity than I can have to hear the news of Athens. I found
+him crowned with garlands; for he had been offering sacrifices in the
+hall. He told me he had thus sought to allay the anxiety of his mind
+with regard to yourself and Phidias. He fears the capricious Athenians
+will reverse their decree.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Alas, Pericles,&quot; replied the old man, &quot;what can you expect of a people,
+when statesmen condescend to buy justice at their hands, by promised
+feasts, and scattered coin?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, blame me not, Anaxagoras,&quot; rejoined Pericles; &quot;I cannot govern as
+I would. I found the people corrupted; and I must humour their disease.
+Your life must be saved; even if you reprove me for the means. At
+midnight, a boat will be in readiness to conduct you to Salamis, where
+lies a galley bound for Ionia. I hasten to warn Phidias to depart
+speedily for Elis.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The parting interview between Philothea and her repentant friend was
+almost too painful for endurance. Poor Eudora felt that she was indeed
+called to drink the cup of affliction, to its last bitter drop. Her
+heart yearned to follow the household of Anaxagoras; but Philothea
+strengthened her own conviction that duty and gratitude both demanded
+she should remain with Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>Geta and Milza likewise had their sorrows&mdash;the harder to endure, because
+they were the first they had ever encountered. The little peasant was so
+young, and her lover so poor, that their friends thought a union had
+better be deferred. But Milza was free: and Anaxagoras told her it
+depended on her own choice, to go with them, or follow Geta. The
+grateful Arcadian dropped on one knee, and kissing Philothea's hand,
+while the tears flowed down her cheeks, said: &quot;She has been a mother to
+orphan Milza, and I will not leave her now. Geta says it would be wrong
+to leave her when she is in affliction.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, with a gentle smile, put back the ringlets from her tearful
+eyes, and told her not to weep for her sake; for she should be resigned
+and cheerful, wheresover the gods might place her; but Milza saw that
+her smiles were sad.</p>
+
+<p>At midnight, Pericles came, to accompany Anaxagoras to Salamis. Paralus
+and Philothea had been conversing much, and singing their favourite
+songs together, for the last time. The brow of the ambitious statesman
+became clouded, when he observed that his son had been in tears; he
+begged that preparations for departure might be hastened. The young man
+followed them to the Pir&aelig;us; but Pericles requested him to go no
+further. The restraint of his presence prevented any parting less formal
+than that of friendship. But he stood watching the boat that conveyed
+them over the waters; and when the last ripple left in its wake had
+disappeared, he slowly returned to Athens.</p>
+
+<p>The beautiful city stoood before him, mantled in moonlight's silvery
+veil. Yet all seemed cheerless; for the heart of Paralus was desolate.
+He looked toward the beloved mansion near the gate Diocharis; drew from
+his bosom a long lock of golden hair; and leaning against the statue of
+Hermes, bowed down his head and wept.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XI.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;How I love the mellow sage,<br />
+Smiling through the veil of age!<br />
+Age is on his temples hung,<br />
+But his heart&mdash;his heart is young!&quot;</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>A few years passed away, and saw Anaxagoras the contented resident of a
+small village near Lampsacus, in Ionia. That he still fondly cherished
+Athens in his heart was betrayed only by the frequent walks he took to a
+neighbouring eminence, where he loved to sit and look toward the &AElig;gean;
+but the feebleness of age gradually increased, until he could no longer
+take his customary exercise. Philothea watched over him with renewed
+tenderness; and the bright tranquillity he received from the world he
+was fast approaching, shone with reflected light upon her innocent soul.
+At times, the maiden was so conscious of this holy influence, that all
+the earthly objects around her seemed like dreams of some strange
+foreign land.</p>
+
+<p>One morning, after they had partaken their frugal repast, she said, in a
+cheerful tone, &quot;Dear grandfather, I had last night a pleasant dream; and
+Milza says it is prophetic, because she had filled my pillow with fresh
+laurel leaves. I dreamed that a galley, with three banks of oars, and
+adorned with fillets, came to carry us back to Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a faint smile, Anaxagoras replied, &quot;Alas for unhappy Athens! If
+half we hear be true, her exiled children can hardly wish to be restored
+to her bosom. Atropos has decreed that I at least shall never again
+enter her walls. I am not disposed to murmur. Yet the voice of Plato
+would be pleasant to my ears, as music on the waters in the night-time.
+I pray you bring forth the writings of Pythagoras, and read me something
+that sublime philosopher has said concerning the nature of the soul, and
+the eternal principle of life. As my frail body approaches the Place of
+Sleep, I feel less and less inclined to study the outward images of
+things, the forms whereof perish; and my spirit thirsteth more and more
+to know its origin and its destiny. I have thought much of Plato's
+mysterious ideas of light. Those ideas were doubtless brought from the
+East; for as that is the quarter where the sun rises, so we have thence
+derived many vital truths, which have kept a spark of life within the
+beautiful pageantry of Grecian mythology.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Paralus often said that the Persian Magii, the Egyptian priests, and
+the Pythagoreans imbibed their reverence for light from one common
+source,&quot; rejoined Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras was about to speak, when a deep but gentle voice, from some
+invisible person near them, said:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The unchangeable principles of Truth act upon the soul like the sun
+upon the eye, when it turneth to him. But the <i>one</i> principle, better
+than intellect, from which all things flow, and to which all things
+tend, is Good. As the sun not only makes objects visible, but is the
+cause of their generation, nourishment, and increase, so the Good,
+through Truth, imparts being, and the power of being known, to every
+object of knowledge. For this cause, the Pythagoreans greet the sun with
+music and with reverence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The listeners looked at each other in surprise, and Philothea was the
+first to say, &quot;It is the voice of Plato!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Even so, my friends,&quot; replied the philosopher, smiling, as he stood
+before them.</p>
+
+<p>The old man, in the sudden joy of his heart, attempted to rise and
+embrace him; but weakness prevented. The tears started to his eyes, as
+he said, &quot;Welcome, most welcome, son of Aristo. You see that I am fast
+going where we hope the spirit is to learn its own mysteries.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato, affected at the obvious change in his aged friend, silently
+grasped his hand, and turned to answer the salutation of Philothea. She
+too had changed; but she had never been more lovely. The colour on her
+cheek, which had always been delicate as the reflected hue of a rose,
+had become paler by frequent watchings; but her large dark eyes were
+more soft and serious, and her whole countenance beamed with the bright
+stillness of a spirit receiving the gift of prophecy.</p>
+
+<p>The skies were serene; the music of reeds came upon the ear, softened by
+distance; while the snowy fleece of sheep and lambs formed a beautiful
+contrast with the rich verdure of the landscape.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;All things around you are tranquil,&quot; said Plato; &quot;and thus I ever found
+it, even in corrupted Athens. Not the stillness of souls that sleep, but
+the quiet of life drawn from deep fountains.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How did you find our peaceful retreat?&quot; inquired Philothea. &quot;Did none
+guide you?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Euago of Lampsacus told me what course to pursue,&quot; he replied; &quot;and not
+far distant I again asked of a shepherd boy&mdash;well knowing that all the
+children would find out Anaxagoras as readily as bees are guided to the
+flowers. As I approached nearer I saw at every step new tokens of my
+friends. The clepsydra, in the little brook, dropping its pebbles to
+mark the hours; the aryt&aelig;na placed on the rock for thirsty travellers;
+the door loaded with garlands, placed there by glad-hearted boys; the
+tablet covered with mathematical lines, lying on the wooden bench,
+sheltered by grape-vines trained in the Athenian fashion, with a distaff
+among the foliage; all these spoke to me of souls that unite the wisdom
+of age with the innocence of childhood.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Though we live in indolent Ionia, we still believe Hesiod's maxim, that
+industry is the guardian of virtue,&quot; rejoined Anaxagoras. &quot;Philothea
+plies her distaff as busily as Lachesis spinning the thread of mortal
+life.&quot; He looked upon his beautiful grandchild, with an expression full
+of tenderness, as he added, &quot;And she does indeed spin the thread of the
+old man's life; for her diligent fingers gain my bread. But what news
+bring you from unhappy Athens? Is Pericles yet alive?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;She is indeed unhappy Athens,&quot; answered Plato. &quot;The pestilence is still
+raging; a manifested form of that inward corruption, which, finding a
+home in the will of man, clothed itself in thought, and now completes
+its circle in his corporeal nature. The dream at the cave of Amphiaraus
+is literally fulfilled. Men fall down senseless in the street, and the
+Pir&aelig;us has been heaped with unburied dead. All the children of Clinias
+are in the Place of Sleep. Hipparete is dead, with two of her little
+ones. Pericles himself was one of the first sufferers; but he was
+recovered by the skill of Hippocrates, the learned physician from Cos.
+His former wife is dead, and so is Xanthippus his son. You know that
+that proud young man and his extravagant wife could never forgive the
+frugality of Pericles. Even in his dying moments he refused to call him
+father, and made no answer to his affectionate inquiries. Pericles has
+borne all his misfortunes with the dignity of an immortal. No one has
+seen him shed a tear, of heard him utter a complaint. The ungrateful
+people blame him for all their troubles, as if he had omnipotent power
+to avert evils. Cleon and Tolmides are triumphant. Pericles is deprived
+of office, and fined fifty drachm&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He looked at Philothea, and seeing her eyes fixed earnestly upon him,
+her lips parted, and an eager flush spread over her whole countenance,
+he said, in a tone of tender solemnity, &quot;Daughter of Alcimenes, your
+heart reproaches me, that I forbear to speak of Paralus. That I have
+done so has not been from forgetfulness, but because I have, with vain
+and self-defeating prudence, sought for cheerful words to convey sad
+thoughts. Paralus breathes and moves, but is apparently unconscious of
+existence in this world. He is silent and abstracted, like one just
+returned from the cave of Trophonius. Yet, beautiful forms are ever with
+him, in infinite variety; for his quiescent soul has now undisturbed
+recollection of the divine archetypes in the ideal world, of which all
+earthly beauty is the shadow.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He is happy, then, though living in the midst of death,&quot; answered
+Philothea: &quot;But does his memory retain no traces of his friends?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;One&mdash;and one only,&quot; he replied. &quot;The name of Philothea was too deeply
+engraven to be washed away by the waters of oblivion. He seldom speaks;
+but when he does, you are ever in his visions. The sound of a female
+voice accompanying the lyre is the only thing that makes him smile; and
+nothing moves him to tears save the farewell song of Orpheus to
+Eurydice. In his drawings there is more of majesty and beauty than
+Phidias or Myron ever conceived; and one figure is always there&mdash;the
+Pythia, the Muse, the Grace, or something combining all these, more
+spiritual than either.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As the maiden listened, tears started from fountains long sealed, and
+rested like dew-drops on her dark eyelashes.</p>
+
+<p>Farewell to Eurydice! Oh, how many thoughts were wakened by those words!
+They were the last she heard sung by Paralus, the night Anaxagoras
+departed from Athens. Often had the shepherds of Ionia heard the
+melancholy notes float on the evening breeze; and as the sounds died
+away, they spoke to each other in whispers, and said, &quot;They come from
+the dwelling of the divinely-inspired one!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato perceived that the contemplative maiden was busy with memories of
+the past. In a tone of gentle reverence, he added, &quot;What I have told you
+proves that your souls were one, before it wandered from the divine
+home; and it gives hope that they will be re-united, when they return
+thither after their weary exile in the world of shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And has this strange pestilence produced such an effect on Paralus
+only?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Many in Athens have recovered health without any memory of the images
+of things,&quot; replied Plato; &quot;but I have known no other instance where
+recollections of the ideal world remained more bright and unimpaired,
+than they possibly can be while disturbed by the presence of the
+visible. Tithonus formerly told me of similar cases that occurred when
+the plague raged in Ethiopia and Egypt; and Artaphernes says he has seen
+a learned Magus, residing among the mountains that overlook Taoces, who
+recovered from the plague with a perpetual oblivion of all outward
+forms, while he often had knowledge of the thoughts passing in the minds
+of those around him. If an unknown scroll were placed before him, he
+would read it, though a brazen shield were interposed between him and
+the parchment; and if figures were drawn on the water, he at once
+recognized the forms, of which no visible trace remained.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Marvellous, indeed, is the mystery of our being,&quot; exclaimed Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It involves the highest of all mysteries,&quot; rejoined Plato; &quot;for if man
+did not contain within himself a type of all that is,&mdash;from the highest
+to the lowest plane of existence,&mdash;he could not enter the human form. At
+times, I have thought glimpses of these eternal truths were revealed to
+me; but I lost them almost as soon as they were perceived, because my
+soul dwelt so much with the images of things. Thus have I stood before
+the thick veil which conceals the shrine of Isis, while the narrow
+streak of brilliant light around its edges gave indication of unrevealed
+glories, and inspired the eager but fruitless hope that the massive
+folds would float away, like a cloud before the sun. There are indeed
+times when I lose the light entirely, and cannot even perceive the veil
+that hides it from me. This is because my soul, like Psyche bending over
+the sleeping Eros, is too curious to examine, by its own feeble taper,
+the lineaments of the divinity whereby it hath been blessed.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;How is Pericles affected by this visitation of the gods upon the best
+beloved of his children?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has softened and subdued his ambitious soul,&quot; answered Plato; &quot;and
+has probably helped him to endure the loss of political honours with
+composure. I have often observed that affliction renders the heart of
+man like the heart of a little child; and of this I was reminded when I
+parted from Pericles at Salamis, whence the galley sailed for Ionia. You
+doubtless remember the little mound, called Cynos-sema? There lies the
+faithful dog, that died in consequence of swimming after the ship which
+carried the father of Pericles, when the Athenians were all leaving
+their beloved city by advice of Themistocles. The illustrious statesman
+has not been known to shed a tear amid the universal wreck of his
+popularity, his family, and his friends; but standing by this little
+mound, the recollections of childhood came over him, and he wept as an
+infant weeps for its lost mother.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>There was a tremulous motion about the lips of the old man, as he
+replied, &quot;Perchance he was comparing the constancy of that affectionate
+animal with the friendship of men, and the happy unconsciousness of his
+boyhood with the anxious cares that wait on greatness. Pericles had a
+soft heart in his youth; and none knew this better than the forgotten
+old man, whom he once called his friend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato perceived his emotion, and answered, in a soothing voice, &quot;He has
+since been wedded to political ambition, which never brought any man
+nearer to his divine home; but Anaxagoras is not forgotten. Pericles has
+of late often visited the shades of Academus, where he has talked much
+of you and Philothea, and expressed earnest hopes that the gods would
+again restore you to Athens, to bless him with your wise counsels.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher shook his head, as he replied, &quot;They who would have
+a lamp should take care to supply it with oil. Had Philothea's affection
+been like that of Pericles, this old frame would have perished for want
+of food.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Anaxagoras,&quot; rejoined Plato, &quot;you must not forget that this
+Peloponessian war, the noisy feuds in Athens, and afflictions in his own
+family, have involved him in continual distractions. He who gives his
+mind to politics, sails on a stormy sea, with a giddy pilot. Pericles
+has now sent you substantial proofs of his gratitude; and if his power
+equalled his wishes, I have no doubt he would make use of the alarmed
+state of public feeling to procure your recall.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You have as yet given us no tidings of Phidias and his household,&quot; said
+Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The form of Phidias sleeps,&quot; replied Plato: &quot;His soul has returned to
+those sacred mysteries, once familiar to him; the recollection of which
+enabled him while on earth to mould magnificent images of supernal
+forms&mdash;images that awakened in all who gazed upon them some slumbering
+memory of ideal worlds; though few knew whence it came, or why their
+souls were stirred. The best of his works is the Olympian Zeus, made at
+Elis after his exile. It is far more sublime than the Pallas Parthenia.
+The Eleans consider the possession of it as a great triumph over
+ungrateful Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Under whose protection is Eudora placed?&quot; inquired Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have heard that she remains at the house where Phidias died,&quot;
+rejoined Plato. &quot;The Eleans have given her the yearly revenues of a
+farm, in consideration of the affectionate care bestowed on her
+illustrious benefactor.&mdash;Report says that Phidias wished to see her
+united to his nephew Pand&aelig;nus; but I have never heard of the marriage.
+Phil&aelig;mon is supposed to be in Persia, instructing the sons of the
+wealthy satrap Megabyzus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And where is the faithful Geta?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Geta is at Lampsacus; and I doubt not will hasten hither, as soon as he
+has taken care of certain small articles of merchandize that he brought
+with him. Phidias gave him his freedom the day they left Athens; and
+after his death, the people of Elis bestowed upon him fifty drachm&aelig;. He
+has established himself at Phalerum, where he tells me he has doubled
+this sum by the sale of anchovies. He was eager to attend upon me for
+the sake, as he said, of once more seeing his good old master
+Anaxagoras, and that maiden with mild eyes, who always spoke kind words
+to the poor; but I soon discovered there was a stronger reason for his
+desire to visit Lampsacus. From what we had heard, we expected to find
+you in the city. Geta looked very sorrowful, when told that you were
+fifty stadia farther from the sea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When we first landed on the Ionian shore,&quot;'replied Anaxagoras, &quot;I took
+up my abode two stadia from Lampsacus, and sometimes went thither to
+lecture in the porticos. But when I did this, I seemed to breathe an
+impure air; and idle young men so often followed me home, that the
+maidens were deprived of the innocent freedom I wished them to enjoy.
+Here I feel, more than I have ever felt, the immediate presence of
+divinity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I know not whether it be good or bad,&quot; said Plato; &quot;but philosophy has
+wrought in me a dislike of conversing with many persons. I do not
+imitate the Pythagoreans, who close their gates; for I perceive that
+truth never ought to be a sealed fountain; but I cannot go into the
+Prytan&aelig;um, the agoras, and the workshops, and jest, like Socrates, to
+captivate the attention of young men. When I thus seek to impart hidden
+treasures, I lose without receiving; and few perceive the value of what
+is offered. I feel the breath of life taken away from me by the
+multitude. Their praises cause me to fear, lest, according to Ibycus, I
+should offend the gods, but acquire glory among men. For these reasons,
+I have resolved never to abide in cities.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The name of Socrates recalls Alcibiades to my mind,&quot; rejoined
+Anaxagoras. &quot;Is he still popular with the Athenians?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He is; and will remain so,&quot; replied Plato, &quot;so long as he feasts them
+at his own expense, and drinks three cotyl&aelig; of wine at a draught. I
+know not of what materials he is made; unless it be of Carpasian flax,
+which above all things burns and consumes not.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has this fearful pestilence no power to restrain the appetites and
+passions of the people?&quot; inquired the old man.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It has but given them more unbridled license,'&quot; rejoined Plato. &quot;Even
+when the unburied dead lay heaped in piles, and the best of our
+equestrians were gasping in the streets, robbers took possession of
+their dwellings, drinking wine from their golden vessels, and singing
+impure songs in the presence of their household gods. Men seek to obtain
+oblivion of danger by reducing themselves to the condition of beasts,
+which have no perception above the immediate wants of the senses. All
+pursuits that serve to connect the soul with the world whence it came
+are rejected. The Odeum is shut; there is no more lecturing in the
+porticos; the temples are entirely forsaken, and even the Diasia are no
+longer observed. Some of the better sort of citizens, weary of fruitless
+prayers and sacrifices to Ph&oelig;bus, Ph&oelig;be, Pallas, and the Erinnys. have
+erected an altar to the Unknown God; and this altar only is heaped with
+garlands, and branches of olive twined with wool.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;A short time ago, he who had dared to propose the erection of such an
+altar would have been put to death,&quot; said Anaxagoras. &quot;The pestilence
+has not been sent in vain, if the faith in images is shaken, and the
+Athenians have been led to reverence One great Principle of Order, even
+though they call it unknown.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is fear, unmingled with reverence, in the minds of many,&quot; replied
+the philosopher of Academus. &quot;As for the multitude, they consider all
+principles of right and wrong as things that may exist, or not exist,
+according to the vote of the Athenian people. Of ideas eternal in their
+nature, and therefore incapable of being created or changed by the will
+of a majority, they cannot conceive. When health is restored, they will
+return to the old worship of forms, as readily as they changed from
+Pericles to Cleon, and will again change from him to Pericles.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The aged philosopher shook his head and smiled, as he said: &quot;Ah, Plato!
+Plato! where will you find materials for your ideal republic?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;In an ideal Atlantis,&quot; replied the Athenian, smiling in return; &quot;or
+perchance in the fabled groves of Argive Hera, where the wild beasts are
+tamed&mdash;the deer and the wolf lie down together&mdash;and the weak animal
+finds refuge from his powerful pursuer. But the principle of a republic
+is none the less true, because mortals make themselves unworthy to
+receive it. The best doctrines become the worst, when they are used for
+evil purposes. Where a love of power is the ruling object, the tendency
+is corruption; and the only difference between Persia and Athens is,
+that in one place power is received by birth, in the other obtained by
+cunning.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thus it will ever be; while men grope in the darkness of their outward
+nature; which receives no light from the inward, because they will not
+open the doors of the temple, where a shrine is placed, from which it
+ever beams forth with occult and venerable splendour.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philosophers would do well if they ceased to disturb themselves with
+the meaning of mythologic fables, and considered whether they have not
+within themselves a serpent possessing more folds than Typhon, and far
+more raging and fierce. When the wild beasts within the soul are
+destroyed, men will no longer have to contend against their visible
+forms.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But tell me, O admirable Plato!&quot; said Anaxagoras, &quot;what connection can
+there be between the inward allegorical serpent, and the created form
+thereof?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;One could not exist without the other,&quot; answered Plato, &quot;because where
+there is no ideal, there can be no image. There are doubtless men in
+other parts of the universe better than we are, because they stand on a
+higher plane of existence, and approach nearer to the <i>idea</i> of man. The
+celestial lion is intellectual, but the sublunary irrational; for the
+former is nearer the <i>idea</i> of a lion. The lower planes of existence
+receive the influences of the higher, according to the purity and
+stillness of the will. If this be restless and turbid, the waters from a
+pure fountain become corrupted, and the corruption flows down to lower
+planes of existence, until it at last manifests itself in corporeal
+forms. The sympathy thus produced between things earthly and celestial
+is the origin of imagination; by which men have power to trace the
+images of supernal forms, invisible to mortal eyes. Every man can be
+elevated to a higher plane by quiescence of the will; and thus may
+become a prophet. But none are perfect ones; because all have a tendency
+to look downward to the opinions of men in the same existence with
+themselves: and this brings them upon a lower plane, where the prophetic
+light glimmers and dies. The Pythia at Delphi, and the priestess in
+Dodona, have been the cause of very trifling benefits, when in a
+cautious, prudent state; but when agitated by a divine mania, they have
+produced many advantages, both public and private, to the Greeks.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The conversation was interrupted by the merry shouts of children; and
+presently a troop of boys and girls appeared, leading two lambs decked
+with garlands. They were twin lambs of a ewe that had died; and they had
+been trained to suck from a pipe placed in a vessel of milk. This day,
+for the first time, the young ram had placed his budding horns under the
+throat of his sister lamb, and pushed away her head that he might take
+possession of the pipe himself. The children were greatly delighted with
+this exploit, and hastened to exhibit it before their old friend
+Anaxagoras, who always entered into their sports with a cheerful heart.
+Philothea replenished the vessel of milk; and the gambols of the young
+lambs, with the joyful laughter of the children, diffused a universal
+spirit of gladness. One little girl filled the hands of the old
+philosopher with tender leaves, that the beautiful animals might come
+and eat; while another climbed his knees, and put her little fingers on
+his venerable head, saying, &quot;Your hair is as white as the lamb's; will
+Philothea spin it, father?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden, who had been gazing at the little group with looks full of
+tenderness, timidly raised her eyes to Plato, and said, &quot;Son of Aristo,
+these have not wandered so far from their divine home as we have!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher had before observed the peculiar radiance of Philothea's
+expression, when she raised her downcast eyes; but it never before
+appeared to him so much like light suddenly revealed from the inner
+shrine of a temple.</p>
+
+<p>With a feeling approaching to worship, he replied, &quot;Maiden, your own
+spirit has always remained near its early glories.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the glad troop of children departed, Plato followed them to see
+their father's flocks, and play quoits with the larger boys. Anaxagoras
+looked after him with a pleased expression, as he said, &quot;He will delight
+their minds, as he has elevated ours. Assuredly, his soul is like the
+Homeric, chain of gold, one end of which rests on earth, and the other
+terminates in Heaven.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Milza was daily employed in fields not far distant, to tend a
+neighbour's goats, and Philothea, wishing to impart the welcome tidings,
+took up the shell with which she was accustomed to summon her to her
+evening labours. She was about to apply the shell to her lips, when she
+perceived the young Arcadian standing in the vine-covered arbour, with
+Geta, who had seized her by each cheek and was kissing her after the
+fashion of the Grecian peasantry. With a smile and a blush, the maiden
+turned away hastily, lest the humble lovers should perceive they were
+discovered.</p>
+
+<p>The frugal supper waited long on the table before Plato returned. As he
+entered, Anaxagoras pointed to the board, which rested on rude sticks
+cut from the trees, and said, &quot;Son of Aristo, all I have to offer you
+are dried grapes, bread, wild honey, and water from the brook.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;More I should not taste if I were at the table of Alcibiades,&quot; replied
+the philosopher of Athens. &quot;When I see men bestow much thought on eating
+and drinking, I marvel that they will labour so diligently in building
+their own prisons. Here, at least, we can restore the Age of Innocence,
+when no life was taken to gratify the appetite of man, and the altars of
+the gods were unstained with blood.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, contrary to the usual custom of Grecian women, remained with
+her grandfather and his guest during their simple repast, and soon after
+retired to her own apartment.</p>
+
+<p>When they were alone, Plato informed his aged friend that his visit to
+Lampsacus was at the request of Pericles. Hippocrates had expressed a
+hope that the presence of Philothea might, at least in some degree,
+restore the health of Paralus; and the heart-stricken father had sent to
+intreat her consent to a union with his son.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea would not leave me, even if I urged it with tears,&quot; replied
+Anaxagoras; &quot;and I am forbidden to return to Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Pericles has provided an asylum for you, on the borders of Attica,&quot;
+answered Plato; &quot;and the young people would soon join you, after their
+marriage. He did not suppose that his former proud opposition to their
+loves would be forgotten; but he said hearts like yours would forgive it
+all, the more readily because he was now a man deprived of power, and
+his son suffering under a visitation of the gods. Alcibiades laughed
+aloud when he heard of this proposition; and said his uncle would never
+think of making it to any but a maiden who sees the zephyrs run and
+hears the stars sing. He spoke truth in his profane merriment. Pericles
+knows that she who obediently listens to the inward voice will be most
+likely to seek the happiness of others, forgetful of her own wrongs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I do not believe the tender-hearted maiden ever cherished resentment
+against any living thing,&quot; replied Anaxagoras. &quot;She often reminds me of
+Hesiod's description of Leto:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>'Placid to men and to immortal gods;<br />
+Mild from the first beginning of her days; <br />
+Gentlest of all in Heaven.'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;She has indeed been a precious gift to my old age. Simple and loving as
+she is, there are times when her looks and words fill me with awe, as if
+I stood in the presence of divinity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is a most lovely union when the Muses and the Charities inhabit the
+same temple,&quot; said Plato. &quot;I think she learned of you to be a constant
+worshipper of the innocent and graceful nymphs, who preside over kind
+and gentle actions. But tell me, Anaxagoras, if this marriage is
+declined, who will protect the daughter of Alcimenes when you are
+gone?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher replied, &quot;I have a sister Heliodora, the youngest of my
+father's flock; who is Priestess of the Sun, at Ephesus. Of all my
+family, she has least despised me for preferring philosophy to gold; and
+report bespeaks her wise and virtuous. I have asked and obtained from
+her a promise to protect Philothea when I am gone; but I will tell my
+child the wishes of Pericles, and leave her to the guidance of her own
+heart. If she enters the home of Paralus, she will be to him, as she has
+been to me, a blessing like the sunshine.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Adieu, thou sun, and fields of golden light;<br />
+For the last time I drink thy radiance bright,<br />
+And sink to sleep.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ARISTOPHANES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>The galley that brought Plato from Athens was sent on a secret political
+mission, and was not expected to revisit Lampsacus until the return of
+another moon. Anaxagoras, always mindful of the happiness of those
+around him, proposed that the constancy of faithful Geta should be
+rewarded by an union with Milza. The tidings were hailed with joy; not
+only by the young couple, but by all the villagers. The superstition of
+the little damsel did indeed suggest numerous obstacles. The sixteenth
+of the month must on no account be chosen; one day was unlucky for a
+wedding, because as she returned from the fields, an old woman busy at
+the distaff had directly crossed her path; and another was equally so,
+because she had seen a weasel, without remembering to throw three stones
+as it passed. But at last there came a day against which no objections
+could be raised. The sky was cloudless, and the moon at its full; both
+deemed propitious omens. A white kid had been sacrificed to Artemis, and
+baskets of fruit and poppies been duly placed upon her altar. The long
+white veil woven by Milza and laid by for this occasion, was taken out
+to be bleached in the sunshine and dew. Philothea presented a zone,
+embroidered by her own skilful hands; Anaxagoras bestowed a pair of
+sandals laced with crimson; and Geta purchased a bridal robe of flaming
+colours.</p>
+
+<p>Plato promised to supply the feast with almonds and figs. The peasant,
+whose goats Milza had tended, sent six large vases of milk, borne by
+boys crowned with garlands. And the matrons of the village, with whom
+the kind little Arcadian had ever been a favourite, presented a huge
+cake, carried aloft on a bed of flowers, by twelve girls clothed in
+white. The humble residence of the old philosopher was almost covered
+with the abundant blossoms brought by joyful children. The door posts
+were crowned with garlands anointed with oil, and bound with fillets of
+wool. The bride and bridegroom were carried in procession, on a litter
+made of the boughs of trees, plentifully adorned with garlands and flags
+of various colours; preceded by young men playing on reeds and flutes,
+and followed by maidens bearing a pestle and sieve. The priest performed
+the customary sacrifices at the altar of Hera; the omens were
+propitious; libations were poured; and Milza returned to her happy home,
+the wife of her faithful Geta. Feasting continued till late in the
+evening, and the voice of music was not hushed until past the hour of
+midnight.</p>
+
+<p>The old philosopher joined in the festivity, and in the cheerfulness of
+his heart exerted himself beyond his strength. Each succeeding day found
+him more feeble; and Philothea soon perceived that the staff on which
+she had leaned from her childhood was about to be removed forever. On
+the twelfth day after Milza's wedding, he asked to be led into the open
+portico, that he might enjoy the genial warmth. He gazed on the bright
+landscape, as if it had been the countenance of a friend. Then looking
+upward, with a placid smile, he said to Plato, &quot;You tell me that Truth
+acts upon the soul, like the Sun upon the eye, when it turneth to him.
+Would that I could be as easily and certainly placed in the light of
+truth, as I have been in this blessed sunshine! But in vain I seek to
+comprehend the mystery of my being. All my thoughts on this subject are
+dim and shadowy, as the ghosts seen by Odysseus on the Stygian shore.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato answered: &quot;Thus it must ever be, while the outward world lies so
+near us, and the images of things crowd perpetually on the mind. An
+obolus held close to the eye may prevent our seeing the moon and the
+stars; and thus does the ever-present earth exclude the glories of
+Heaven. But in the midst of uncertainty and fears, one feeling alone
+remains; and that is hope, strong as belief, that virtue can never die.
+In pity to the cravings of the soul, something will surely be given in
+future time more bright and fixed than the glimmering truths preserved
+in poetic fable; even as radiant stars arose from the ashes of Orion's
+daughters, to shine in the heavens an eternal crown.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old man replied, &quot;I have, as you well know, been afraid to indulge
+in your speculations concerning the soul, lest I should spend my life in
+unsatisfied attempts to embrace beautiful shadows.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;To me likewise they have sometimes appeared doctrines too high and
+solemn to be taught,&quot; rejoined Plato: &quot;Often when I have attempted to
+clothe them in language, the airy forms have glided from me, mocking me
+with their distant beauty. We are told of Tantalus surrounded by water
+that flows away when he attempts to taste it, and with delicious fruits
+above his head, carried off by a sudden wind whenever he tries to seize
+them. It was his crime that, being admitted to the assemblies of
+Olympus, he brought away the nectar and ambrosia of the gods, and gave
+them unto mortals. Sometimes, when I have been led to discourse of ideal
+beauty, with those who perceive only the images of things, the
+remembrance of that unhappy son of Zeus has awed me into silence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>While they were yet speaking, the noise of approaching wheels was heard,
+and presently a splendid chariot, with four white horses, stopped before
+the humble dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>A stranger, in purple robes, descended from the chariot, followed by
+servants carrying a seat of ivory inlaid with silver, a tuft of peacock
+feathers to brush away the insects, and a golden box filled with
+perfumes. It was Chrysippus, prince of Clazomen&aelig;, the nephew of
+Anaxagoras. He had neglected and despised the old man in his poverty,
+but had now come to congratulate him on the rumour of Philothea's
+approaching marriage with the son of Pericles. The aged philosopher
+received him with friendly greeting, and made him known to Plato.
+Chrysippus gave a glance at the rude furniture of the portico, and
+gathered his perfumed robes carefully about him.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Son of Basileon, it is the dwelling of cleanliness, though it be the
+abode of poverty,&quot; said the old man, in a tone of mild reproof.</p>
+
+<p>Geta had officiously brought a wooden bench for the high-born guest;
+but he waited till his attendants had opened the ivory seat, and covered
+it with crimson cloth, before he seated himself, and replied:</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Truly, I had not expected to find the son of Hegesibulus in so mean a
+habitation. No man would conjecture that you were the descendant of
+princes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a quiet smile, the old man answered,&mdash;&quot;Princes have not wished to
+proclaim kindred with Anaxagoras; and why should he desire to perpetuate
+the remembrance of what they have forgotten?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Chrysippus looked toward Plato, and with some degree of embarrassment
+sought to excuse himself, by saying, &quot;My father often told me that it
+was your own choice to withdraw from your family; and if they have not
+since offered to share their wealth with you, it is because you have
+ever been improvident of your estates.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What! Do you not take charge of them?&quot; inquired Anaxagoras. &quot;I gave my
+estates to your father, from the conviction that he would take better
+care of them than I could do; and in this I deemed myself most
+provident.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you went to Athens, and took no care for your country,&quot; rejoined
+the prince.</p>
+
+<p>The venerable philosopher pointed to the heavens, that smiled serenely
+above them,&mdash;and said, &quot;Nay, young man, my greatest care has ever been
+for my country.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a more respectful tone, Chrysippus rejoined: &quot;Anaxagoras, all men
+speak of your wisdom; but does this fame so far satisfy you, that you
+never regret you sacrificed riches to philosophy?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am satisfied with the pursuit of wisdom, not with the fame of it,&quot;
+replied the sage. &quot;In my youth, I greatly preferred wisdom to gold; and
+as I approach the Stygian shore, gold has less and less value in my
+eyes. Charon will charge my disembodied spirit but a single obolus for
+crossing his dark ferry. Living mortals only need a golden bough to
+enter the regions of the dead.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The prince seemed thoughtful for a moment, as he gazed on the benevolent
+countenance of his aged relative.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;If it be as you have said, Anaxagoras is indeed happier than princes,&quot;
+he replied. &quot;But I came to speak of the daughter of Alcimenes. I have
+heard that she is beautiful, and the destined wife of Paralus of
+Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is even so,&quot; said the philosopher; &quot;and it would gladden my heart,
+if I might be permitted to see her placed under the protection of
+Pericles, before I die.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has a sufficient dowry been provided?&quot; inquired Chrysippus. &quot;No one of
+our kindred must enter the family of Pericles as a slave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A slight colour mantled in the old man's cheeks, as he answered, &quot;I have
+friends in Athens, who will not see my precious child suffer shame for
+want of a few drachm&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have brought with me a gift, which I deemed in some degree suited to
+the dignity of our ancestors,&quot; rejoined the prince; &quot;and I indulged the
+hope of giving it into the hands of the maiden.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As he spoke, he made a signal to his attendants, who straightway brought
+from the chariot a silver tripod lined with gold, and a bag containing
+a hundred golden staters. At the same moment, Milza entered, and in a
+low voice informed Anaxagoras that Philothea deemed this prolonged
+interview with the stranger dangerous to his feeble health; and begged
+that he would suffer himself to be placed on the couch. The invalid
+replied by a message desiring her presence. As she entered, he said to
+her, &quot;Philothea, behold your kinsman Chrysippus, son of Basileon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The illustrious guest was received with the same modest and friendly
+greeting, that would have been bestowed on the son of a worthy peasant.
+The prince felt slightly offended that his splendid dress and
+magnificent equipage produced so little effect on the family of the
+philosopher; but as the fame of Philothea's beauty had largely mingled
+with other inducements to make the visit, he endeavoured to conceal his
+pride, and as he offered the rich gifts, said in a respectful tone,
+&quot;Daughter of Alcimenes, the tripod is from Heliodora, Priestess at
+Ephesus. The golden coin is from my own coffers. Accept them for a
+dowry; and allow me to claim one privilege in return. As I cannot be at
+the marriage feast, to share the pleasures of other kinsmen, permit the
+son of Basileon to see you now one moment without your veil.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He waved his hand for his attendants to withdraw; but the maiden
+hesitated, until Anaxagoras said mildly, &quot;Chrysippus is of your father's
+kindred; and it is discreet that his request be granted.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea timidly removed her veil, and a modest blush suffused her
+lovely countenance, as she said, &quot;Thanks, Prince of Clazomen&aelig;, for
+these munificent gifts. May the gods long preserve you a blessing to
+your family and people.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The gifts are all unworthy of her who receives them,&quot; replied
+Chrysippus, gazing so intently that the maiden, with rosy confusion,
+replaced her veil.</p>
+
+<p>Anaxagoras invited his royal guest to share a philosopher's repast, to
+which he promised should be added a goblet of wine, lately sent from
+Lampsacus. The prince courteously accepted his invitation; and the kind
+old man, wearied with the exertions he had made, was borne to his couch
+in an inner apartment. When Plato had assisted Philothea and Milza in
+arranging his pillows, and folding the robe about his feet, he returned
+to the portico. Philothea supposed the stranger was about to follow him;
+and without raising her head, as she bent over her grandfather's couch,
+she said: &quot;He is feeble, and needs repose. In the days of his, strength,
+he would not have thus left you to the courtesy of our Athenian guest.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Would to the gods that I had sought him sooner!&quot; rejoined Chrysippus.
+&quot;While I have gathered foreign jewels, I have been ignorant of the gems
+in my own family.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then stooping down, he took Anaxagoras by the hand, and said
+affectionately, &quot;Have you nothing to ask of your brother's son?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nothing but your prayers for us, and a gentle government for your
+people,&quot; answered the old man. &quot;I thank you for your kindness to this
+precious orphan. For myself, I am fast going where I shall need less
+than ever the gifts of princes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Would you not like to be buried with regal honour, in your native
+Clazomen&aelig;?&quot; inquired the prince.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher again pointed upward as he replied, &quot;Nay. The road to
+heaven would be no shorter from Clazomen&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what monument would you have reared to mark the spot where
+Anaxagoras sleeps?&quot; said Chrysippus.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wish to be buried after the ancient manner, with the least possible
+trouble and expense,&quot; rejoined the invalid. &quot;The money you would expend
+for a monument may be given to some captive sighing in bondage. Let an
+almond tree be planted near my grave, that the boys may love to come
+there, as to a pleasant home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The citizens of Lampsacus, hearing of your illness, requested me to ask
+what they should do in honour of your memory, when it pleased the gods
+to call you hence. What response do you give to this message?&quot; inquired
+the prince.</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher answered, &quot;Say to them that I desire all the children
+may have a holiday on the anniversary of my death.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Chrysippus remained silent for a few moments; and then continued:
+&quot;Anaxagoras, I perceive that you are strangely unlike other mortals; and
+I know not how you will receive the proposal I am about to make.
+Philothea has glided from the apartment, as if afraid to remain in my
+presence. That graceful maiden is too lovely for any destiny meaner than
+a royal marriage. As a kinsman, I have the best claim to her; and if it
+be your will, I will divorce my Ph&oelig;nician Astarte, and make Philothea
+princess of Clazomen&aelig;.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Thanks, son of Basileon,&quot; replied the old man; &quot;but I love the innocent
+orphan too well to bestow upon her the burden and the dangers of
+royalty.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;None could dispute your own right to exchange power and wealth for
+philosophy and poverty,&quot; said Chrysippus; &quot;but though you are the lawful
+guardian of this maiden, I deem it unjust to reject a splendid alliance
+without her knowledge.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Philothea gave her affections to Paralus, even in the days of their
+childhood,&quot; replied Anaxagoras; &quot;and she is of a nature too divine to
+place much value on the splendour that passes away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The prince seemed disturbed and chagrined by this imperturbable spirit
+of philosophy; and after a few brief remarks retreated to the portico.</p>
+
+<p>Here he entered into conversation with Plato; and after some general
+discourse, spoke of his wishes with regard to Philothea. &quot;Anaxagoras
+rejects the alliance,&quot; said he, smiling; &quot;but take my word for it, the
+maiden would not dismiss the matter thus lightly. I have never yet seen
+a woman who preferred philosophy to princes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Kings are less fortunate than philosophers,&quot; responded Plato; &quot;I have
+known several women, who preferred wisdom to gold. Could Chrysippus look
+into those divine eyes, and yet believe that Philothea's soul would
+rejoice in the pomp of princes?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The wealthy son of Basileon still remained incredulous of any exceptions
+to woman's vanity; and finally obtained a promise from Plato, that he
+would use his influence with his friend to have the matter left
+entirely to Philothea's decision.</p>
+
+<p>When the maiden was asked by her grandfather, whether she would be the
+wife of Paralus, smitten by the hand of disease, or princess of
+Clazomen&aelig;, surrounded by more grandeur than Penelope could boast in her
+proudest days&mdash;her innocent countenance expressed surprise, not
+unmingled with fear, that the mind of Anaxagoras was wandering. But when
+assured that Chrysippus seriously proposed to divorce his wife and marry
+her, a feeling of humiliation came over her, that a man, ignorant of the
+qualities of her soul, should be thus captivated by her outward beauty,
+and regard it as a thing to be bought with gold. But the crimson tint
+soon subsided from her transparent cheek, and she quietly replied, &quot;Tell
+the prince of Clazomen&aelig; that I have never learned to value riches; nor
+could I do so, without danger of being exiled far from my divine home.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When these words were repeated to Chrysippus, he exclaimed impatiently,
+&quot;Curse on the folly which philosophers dignify with the name of wisdom!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After this, nothing could restore the courtesy he had previously
+assumed. He scarcely tasted the offered fruit and wine; bade a cold
+farewell, and soon rolled away in his splendid chariot, followed by his
+train of attendants.</p>
+
+<p>This unexpected interview produced a singular excitement in the mind of
+Anaxagoras. All the occurrences of his youth passed vividly before him;
+and things forgotten for years were remembered like events of the past
+hour. Plato sat by his side till the evening twilight deepened,
+listening as he recounted scenes long since witnessed in Athens. When
+they entreated him to seek repose, he reluctantly assented, and said to
+his friend, with a gentle pressure of the hand, &quot;Farewell, son of
+Aristo. Pray for me before you retire to your couch.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato parted the silver hairs, and imprinted a kiss on his forehead;
+then crowning himself with a garland, he knelt before an altar that
+stood in the apartment, and prayed aloud: &quot;O thou, who art King of
+Heaven, life and death are in thy hand! Grant what is good for us,
+whether we ask it, or ask it not; and refuse that which would be
+hurtful, even when we ask it most earnestly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;That contains the spirit of all prayer,&quot; said the old philosopher. &quot;And
+now, Plato, go to thy rest; and I will go to mine. Very pleasant have
+thy words been to me. Even like the murmuring of fountains in a parched
+and sandy desert.&quot; When left alone with his grandchild and Milza, the
+invalid still seemed unusually excited, and his eyes shone with unwonted
+brightness. Again he recurred to his early years, and talked fondly of
+his wife and children. He dwelt on the childhood of Philothea with
+peculiar pleasure. &quot;Often, very often,&quot; said he, &quot;thy infant smiles and
+artless speech led my soul to divine things; when, without thee, the
+link would have been broken, and the communication lost.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He held her hand affectionately in his, and often drew her toward him,
+that he might kiss her cheek. Late in the night, sleep began to steal
+over him with gentle influence; and Philothea was afraid to move, lest
+she should disturb his slumbers.</p>
+
+<p>Milza reposed on a couch close by her side, ready to obey the slightest
+summons; the small earthen lamp that stood on the floor, shaded by an
+open tablet, burned dim; and the footsteps of Plato were faintly heard
+in the stillness of the night, as he softly paced to and fro in the open
+portico.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea leaned her head upon the couch, and gradually yielded to the
+drowsy influence.</p>
+
+<p>When she awoke, various objects in the apartment were indistinctly
+revealed by the dawning light. All was deeply quiet. She remained
+kneeling by her grandfather's side, and her hand was still clasped in
+his; but it was chilled beneath his touch. She arose, gently placed his
+arm on the couch, and looked upon his face. A placid smile rested on his
+features; and she saw that his spirit had passed in peace.</p>
+
+<p>She awoke Milza, and desired that the household might be summoned. As
+they stood around the couch of that venerable man, Geta and Milza wept
+bitterly; but Philothea calmly kissed his cold cheek; and Plato looked
+on him with serene affection, as he said, &quot;So sleep the good.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A lock of grey hair suspended on the door, and a large vase of water at
+the threshold, early announced to the villagers that the soul of
+Anaxagoras had passed from its earthly tenement. The boys came with
+garlands to decorate the funeral couch of the beloved old man; and no
+tribute of respect was wanting; for all that knew him blessed his
+memory.</p>
+
+<p>He was buried, as he had desired, near the clepsydra in the little
+brook; a young almond tree was planted on his grave; and for years
+after, all the children commemorated the anniversary of his death, by a
+festival called Anaxagoreia.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had sent two discreet matrons, and four more youthful
+attendants, to accompany Philothea to Athens, in case she consented to
+become the wife of Paralus. The morning after the decease of Anaxagoras,
+Plato sent a messenger to Lampsacus, desiring the presence of these
+women, accompanied by Euago and his household. As soon as the funeral
+rites were passed, he entreated Philothea to accept the offered
+protection of Euago, the friend of his youth, and connected by marriage
+with the house of Pericles. &quot;I urge it the more earnestly,&quot; said he,
+&quot;because I think you have reason to fear the power and resentment of
+Chrysippus. Princes do not willingly relinquish a pursuit; and his train
+could easily seize you and your attendants, without resistance from
+these simple villagers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Aglaonice, wife of Euago, likewise urged the orphan, in the most
+affectionate manner, to return with them to Lampsacus, and there await
+the departure of the galley. Philothea acknowledged the propriety of
+removal, and felt deeply thankful for the protecting influence of her
+friends. The simple household furniture was given to Milza; her own
+wardrobe, with many little things that had become dear to her, were
+deposited in the chariot of Euago; the weeping villagers had taken an
+affectionate farewell; and sacrifices to the gods had been offered on
+the altar in front of the dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>Still Philothea lingered and gazed on the beautiful scenes where she
+had passed so many tranquil hours. Tears mingled with her smiles, as she
+said, &quot;O, how hard it is to believe the spirit of Anaxagoras will be as
+near me in Athens, as it is here, where his bones lie buried!&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XIII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>One day, the muses twined the hands<br />
+Of infant love with flowery bands,<br />
+And gave the smiling captive boy<br />
+To be Celestial Beauty's joy.</p>
+
+<p align="right">ANACREON.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>While Philothea remained at Lampsacus, awaiting the arrival of the
+galley, news came that Chrysippus, with a company of horsemen, had been
+to her former residence, under the pretext of paying funeral rites to
+his deceased relative. At the same time, several robes, mantles, and
+veils, were brought from Heliodora at Ephesus; with the request that
+they, as well as the silver tripod, should be considered, not as a
+dowry, but as gifts to be disposed of as she pleased. The priestess
+mentioned feeble health as a reason for not coming in person to bid the
+orphan farewell; and promised that sacrifices and prayers for her
+happines should be duly offered at the shrine of radiant Ph&oelig;bus.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled to remember how long she had lived in Ionia without
+attracting the notice of her princely relatives, until her name became
+connected with the illustrious house of Pericles; but she meekly
+returned thanks and friendly wishes, together with the writings of
+Simonides, beautifully copied by her own hand.</p>
+
+<p>The day of departure at length arrived. All along the shore might be
+seen smoke rising from the altars of Poseidon, &AElig;olus, Castor and
+Polydeuces, and the sea-green Sisters of the Deep. To the usual danger
+of winds and storms was added the fear of encountering hostile fleets;
+and every power that presided over the destinies of sailors was invoked
+by the anxious mariners. But their course seemed more like an excursion
+in a pleasure barge, than a voyage on the ocean. They rowed along
+beneath a calm and sunny sky, keeping close to the verdant shores where,
+ever and anon, temples, altars, and statues, peeped forth amid groves of
+cypress and cedar; under the shadow of which many a festive train hailed
+the soft approach of spring, with pipe, and song, and choral dance.</p>
+
+<p>The tenth day saw the good ship Halcyone safely moored in the harbour of
+Phalerum, chosen in preference to the more crowded and diseased port of
+the Pir&aelig;us. The galley having been perceived at a distance, Pericles and
+Clinias were waiting, with chariots, in readiness to convey Philothea
+and her attendants. The first inquiries of Pericles were concerning the
+health of Anaxagoras; and he seemed deeply affected, when informed that
+he would behold his face no more. Philothea's heart was touched by the
+tender solemnity of his manner when he bade her welcome to Athens. Plato
+anticipated the anxious question that trembled on her tongue; and a
+brief answer indicated that no important change had taken place in
+Paralus. Clinias kindly urged the claims of himself and wife to be
+considered the parents of the orphan; and they all accompanied her to
+his house, attended by boys burning incense, as a protection against the
+pestilential atmosphere of the marshy grounds.</p>
+
+<p>When they alighted, Philothea timidly, but earnestly, asked to see
+Paralus without delay. Their long-cherished affection, the full
+communion of soul they had enjoyed together, and the peculiar visitation
+which now rested on him, all combined to make her forgetful of ceremony.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles went to seek his son, and found him reclining on the couch
+where he had left him. The invalid seemed to be in a state of deep
+abstraction, and offered no resistance as they led him to the chariot.
+When they entered the house of Clinias, he looked around with a painful
+expression of weariness, until they tenderly placed him on a couch. He
+was evidently disturbed by the presence of those about him, but
+unmindful of any familiar faces, until Philothea suddenly knelt by his
+side, and throwing back her veil, said, &quot;Paralus! dear Paralus! Do you
+not know me?&quot; Then his whole face kindled with an expression of joy, so
+intense that Pericles for a moment thought the faculties of his soul
+were completely restored.</p>
+
+<p>But the first words he uttered showed a total unconsciousness of past
+events. &quot;Oh, Philothea!&quot; he exclaimed, &quot;I have not heard your voice
+since last night, when you came to me and sung that beautiful welcome to
+the swallows, which all the little children like so well.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>On the preceding evening, Philothea, being urged by her maidens to sing,
+had actually warbled that little song; thinking all the while of the
+days of childhood, when she and Paralus used to sing it, to please their
+young companions. When she heard this mysterious allusion to the music,
+she looked at Plato with an expression of surprise; while Milza and the
+other attendants seemed afraid in the presence of one thus visited by
+the gods.</p>
+
+<p>With looks full of beaming affection, the invalid continued: &quot;And now,
+Philothea, we will again walk to that pleasant place, where we went when
+you finished the song.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In low and soothing tones, the maiden inquired, &quot;Where did we go,
+Paralus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Have you forgotten?&quot; he replied. &quot;We went hand in hand up a high
+mountain. A path wound round it in spiral flexures, ever ascending, and
+communicating with all above and all below. A stream of water, pure as
+crystal, flowed along the path, from the summit to the base. Where we
+stood to rest awhile, the skies were of transparent blue; but higher up,
+the light was purple and the trees full of doves. We saw little children
+leading lambs to drink at the stream, and they raised their voices in
+glad shouts, to see the bright waters go glancing and glittering down
+the sides of the mountain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He remained silent and motionless for several minutes; and then
+continued: &quot;But this path is dreary. I do not like this wide marsh, and
+these ruined temples. Who spoke then and told me it was Athens? But now
+I see the groves of Academus. There is a green meadow in the midst, on
+which rests a broad belt of sunshine. Above it, are floating little
+children with wings; and they throw down garlands to little children
+without wings, who are looking upward with joyful faces. Oh, how
+beautiful they are! Come, Philothea, let us join them.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The philosopher smiled, and inwardly hailed the words as an omen
+auspicious to his doctrines. All who listened were deeply impressed by
+language so mysterious.</p>
+
+<p>The silence remained unbroken, until Paralus asked for music. A cithara
+being brought, Philothea played one of his favourite songs, accompanied
+by her voice. The well-remembered sounds seemed to fill him with joy
+beyond his power to express; and again his anxious parent cherished the
+hope that reason would be fully restored.</p>
+
+<p>He put his hand affectionately on Philothea's head, as he said, &quot;Your
+presence evidently has a blessed influence; but oh, my daughter, what a
+sacrifice you are making&mdash;young and beautiful as you are!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, Pericles,&quot; she replied, &quot;I deem it a privilege once more to hear
+the sound of his voice; though it speaks a strange, unearthly language.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When they attempted to lead the invalid from the apartment, and
+Philothea, with a tremulous voice, said, &quot;Farewell, Paralus,&quot;&mdash;an
+expression of intense gloom came over his countenance, suddenly as a
+sunny field is obscured by passing clouds. &quot;Not farewell to Eurydice!&quot;
+he said: &quot;It is sad music&mdash;sad music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The tender-hearted maiden was affected even to tears, and found it hard
+to submit to a temporary separation. But Pericles assured her that his
+son would probably soon fall asleep, and awake without any recollection
+of recent events. Before she retired to her couch, a messenger was sent
+to inform her that Paralus was in deep repose.</p>
+
+<p>Clinias having removed from the unhealthy Pir&aelig;us, in search of purer
+atmosphere, Philothea found him in the house once occupied by Phidias;
+and the hope that scenes of past happiness might prove salutary to the
+mind of Paralus, induced Pericles to prepare the former dwelling of
+Anaxagoras for his bridal home. The friends and relations of the invalid
+were extremely desirous to have Philothea's soothing influence
+continually exerted upon him; and the disinterested maiden earnestly
+wished to devote every moment of her life to the restoration of his
+precious health. Under these circumstances, it was deemed best that the
+marriage should take place immediately.</p>
+
+<p>The mother of Paralus had died; and Aspasia, with cautious delicacy,
+declined being present at the ceremony, under the pretext of ill health;
+but Ph&oelig;narete, the wife of Clinias, gladly consented to act as mother
+of the orphan bride.</p>
+
+<p>Propitiatory sacrifices were duly offered to Artemis, Hera, Pallas,
+Aphrodite, the Fates, and the Graces. On the appointed day, Philothea
+appeared in bridal garments, prepared by Ph&oelig;narete. The robe of fine
+Milesian texture, was saffron-coloured, with a purple edge. Over this,
+was a short tunic of brilliant crimson, confined at the waist by an
+embroidered zone, fastened with a broad clasp of gold. Glossy braids of
+hair were intertwined with the folds of her rose-coloured veil; and both
+bride and bridegroom were crowned with garlands of roses and myrtle. The
+chariot, in which they were seated, was followed by musicians, and a
+long train of friends and relatives. Arrived at the temple of Hera, the
+priest presented a branch, which they held between them as a symbol of
+the ties about to unite them. Victims were sacrificed, and the omens
+declared not unpropitious. When the gall had been cast behind the
+altar, Clinias placed Philothea's hand within the hand of Paralus; the
+bride dedicated a ringlet of her hair to Hera; the customary vows were
+pronounced by the priest; and the young couple were presented with
+golden cups of wine, from which they poured libations. The invalid was
+apparently happy; but so unconscious of the scene he was acting, that
+his father was obliged to raise his hand and pour forth the wine.</p>
+
+<p>The ceremonies being finished, the priest reminded Philothea that when a
+good wife died, Persephone formed a procession of the best women to
+scatter flowers in her path, and lead her spirit to Elysium. As he
+spoke, two doves alighted on the altar; but one immediately rose, and
+floated above the other, with a tender cooing sound. Its mate looked
+upward for a moment; and then both of them rose high in the air, and
+disappeared. The spectators hailed this as an auspicious omen; but
+Philothea pondered it in her heart, and thought she perceived a deeper
+meaning than was visible to them.</p>
+
+<p>As the company returned, with the joyful sound of music, many a friendly
+hand threw garlands from the housetops, and many voices pronounced a
+blessing.</p>
+
+<p>In consideration of the health of Paralus, the customary evening
+procession was dispensed with. An abundant feast was prepared at the
+house of Clinias. The gentle and serious bride joined with her female
+friends in the apartments of the women; but no bridegroom appeared at
+the banquet of the men.</p>
+
+<p>As the guests seated themselves at table, a boy came in covered with
+thorn-boughs and acorns, bearing a golden basket filled with bread, and
+singing, &quot;I have left the worse and found the better.&quot; As he passed
+through the rooms, musicians began to play on various instruments, and
+troops of young dancers moved in airy circles to the sound.</p>
+
+<p>At an early hour, Philothea went to the apartment prepared for her in
+the home of her childhood. Ph&oelig;narete preceded her with a lighted torch,
+and her female attendants followed, accompanied by young Pericles,
+bearing on his head a vase of water from the Fountain of Callirh&ouml;e, with
+which custom required that the bride's feet should be bathed. Music was
+heard until a late hour, and epithalamia were again resumed with the
+morning light.</p>
+
+<p>The next day, a procession of women brought the bridal gifts of friends
+and relatives, preceded by a boy clothed in white, carrying a torch in
+one hand, and a basket of flowers in the other. Philothea, desirous to
+please the father of her husband, had particularly requested that this
+office might be performed by the youthful Pericles&mdash;a beautiful boy, the
+only son of Aspasia. The gifts were numerous; consisting of embroidered
+sandals, perfume boxes of ivory inlaid with gold, and various other
+articles, for use or ornament. Pericles sent a small ivory statue of
+Persephone gathering flowers in the vale of Enna; and Aspasia a clasp,
+representing the Naiades floating with the infant Eros, bound in
+garlands. The figures were intaglio, in a gem of transparent cerulean
+hue, and delicately painted. When viewed from the opposite side, the
+effect was extremely beautiful; for the graceful nymphs seemed actually
+moving in their native element Alcibiades presented a Sidonian veil, of
+roseate hue and glossy texture. Ph&oelig;narete bestowed a ring, on which was
+carved a dancing Oread; and Plato a cameo clasp, representing the infant
+Eros crowning a lamb with a garland of lilies.</p>
+
+<p>On the third day, custom allowed every relative to see the bride with
+her face unveiled; and the fame of her surpassing beauty induced the
+remotest connections of the family to avail themselves of the privilege.
+Philothea meekly complied with these troublesome requisitions; but her
+heart was weary for quiet hours, that she might hold free communion with
+Paralus, in that beautiful spirit-land, where his soul was wandering
+before its time.</p>
+
+<p>Music, and the sound of Philothea's voice, seemed the only links that
+connected him with a world of shadows; but his visions were so blissful,
+and his repose so full of peace, that restless and ambitious men might
+well have envied a state thus singularly combining the innocence of
+childhood with the rich imagination of maturer years.</p>
+
+<p>Many weeks passed away in bright tranquillity; and the watchful wife
+thought she at times perceived faint indication of returning health.
+Geta and Milza, in compliance with their own urgent entreaties, were her
+constant assistants in nursing the invalid; and more than once she
+imagined that he looked at them with an earnest expression, as if his
+soul were returning to the recollections of former years.</p>
+
+<p>Spring ripened into summer. The olive-garlands twined with wool,
+suspended on the doors during the festival of Thargelia, had withered
+and fallen; and all men talked of the approaching commemoration of the
+Olympic games.</p>
+
+<p>Hippocrates had been informed that Tithonus, the Ethiopian, possessed
+the singular power of leading the soul from the body, and again
+restoring it to its functions, by means of a soul-directing wand; and
+the idea arose in his mind, that this process might produce a salutary
+effect on Paralus.</p>
+
+<p>The hopes of the anxious father were easily kindled; and he at once
+became desirous that his son should be conveyed to Olympia; for it was
+reported that Tithonus would be present at the games.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea sighed deeply, as she listened to the proposition; for she had
+faith only in the healing power of perfect quiet, and the free communion
+of congenial souls. She yielded to the opinion of Pericles with
+characteristic humility; but the despondency of her tones did not pass
+unobserved.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It is partly for your sake that I wish it, my poor child,&quot; said he. &quot;If
+it may be avoided, I will not see the whole of your youth consumed in
+anxious watchings.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The young wife looked up with a serene and bright expression, as she
+replied, &quot;Nay, my father, you have never seen me anxious, or troubled. I
+have known most perfect contentment since my union with your son.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles answered affectionately, &quot;I believe it, my daughter; and I have
+marvelled at your cheerfulness. Assuredly, with more than Helen's
+beauty, you have inherited the magical Egyptian powder, whereby she
+drove away all care and melancholy.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XIV.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p><i>Iphegenia</i>&mdash;Absent so long, with joy I look on thee.<br />
+<i>Agamemnon</i>&mdash;And I on thee; so this is mutual joy.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>In accordance with the advice of Hippocrates, the journey to Olympia was
+undertaken. Some time before the commencement of the games, a party,
+consisting of Pericles, Plato, Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants,
+made preparations for departure.</p>
+
+<p>Having kissed the earth of Athens, and sacrificed to Hermes and Hecate,
+the protectors of travellers, they left the city at the Dipylon Gate,
+and entered the road leading to Eleusis. The country presented a
+cheerless aspect; for fields and vineyards once fruitful were desolated
+by ferocious war. But religious veneration had protected the altars, and
+their chaste simplicity breathed the spirit of peace; while the
+beautiful little rustic temples of Demeter, in commemoration of her
+wanderings in search of the lost Persephone, spoke an ideal language,
+soothing to the heart amid the visible traces of man's destructive
+passions.</p>
+
+<p>During the solemnization of the Olympic Games, the bitterest animosities
+were laid aside. The inhabitants of states carrying on a deadly war with
+each other, met in peace and friendship. Even Megara, with all her
+hatred to Athens, gave the travellers a cordial welcome. In every house
+they entered, bread, wine, and salt, were offered to Zeus Xinias, the
+patron of hospitality.</p>
+
+<p>A pleasant grove of cypress trees announced the vicinity of Corinth,
+famed for its magnificence and beauty. A foot-path from the grove led to
+a secluded spot, where water was spouted forth by a marble dolphin, at
+the foot of a brazen statue of Poseidon.</p>
+
+<p>The travellers descended from their chariots to rest under the shadow of
+the lofty plane trees, and refresh themselves with a draught from the
+fountain. The public road was thronged with people on their way to
+Olympia. Most of them drove with renewed eagerness to enter Corinth
+before the evening twilight; for nearly all travellers made it a point
+to visit the remarkable scenes in this splendid and voluptuous city, the
+Paris of the ancient world. A few were attracted by the cool murmuring
+of the waters, and turned aside to the fountain of Poseidon. Among these
+was Artaphernes the Persian, who greeted Pericles, and made known his
+friend Orsames, lately arrived from Ecbatana. The stranger said he had
+with him a parcel for Anaxagoras; and inquired whether any tidings of
+that philosopher had been lately received in Athens. Pericles informed
+them of the death of the good old man, and mentioned that his
+grand-daughter, accompanied by her husband and attendants, was then in a
+retired part of the grove. The Persian took from his chariot a roll of
+parchment and a small box, and placed them in the hands of Geta, to be
+conveyed to Philothea. The tears came to her eyes, when she discovered
+that it was a friendly epistle from Phil&aelig;mon to his beloved old master.
+It appeared to have been written soon after he heard of his exile, and
+was accompanied by a gift of four min&aelig;. His own situation was described
+as happy as it could be in a foreign land. His time was principally
+employed in instructing the sons of the wealthy satrap, Megabyzus; a
+situation which he owed to the friendly recommendation of Artaphernes.
+At the close, after many remarks concerning the politics of Athens, he
+expressed a wish to be informed of Eudora's fate, and an earnest hope
+that she was not beyond the reach of Philothea's influence.</p>
+
+<p>This letter awakened busy thoughts. The happy past and a cheerful future
+were opened to her mind, in all the distinctness of memory and the
+brightness of hope. At such moments, her heart yearned for the ready
+sympathy she had been wont to receive from Paralus. As she drew aside
+the curtains of the litter, and looked upon him in tranquil slumber, she
+thought of the wonderful gift of Tithonus, with an intense anxiety, to
+which her quiet spirit was usually a stranger. Affectionate
+recollections of Eudora, and the anticipated joy of meeting, mingled
+with this deeper tide of feeling, and increased her desire to arrive at
+the end of their journey. Pericles shared her anxiety, and admitted no
+delays but such as were necessary for the health of the invalid.</p>
+
+<p>From Corinth they passed into the pleasant valleys of Arcadia, encircled
+with verdant hills. Here nature reigned in simple beauty, unadorned by
+the magnificence of art. The rustic temples were generally composed of
+intertwined trees, in the recesses of which were placed wooden images of
+Pan, &quot;the simple shepherd's awe-inspiring god.&quot; Here and there an aged
+man reposed in the shadow of some venerable oak; and the shepherds, as
+they tended their flocks, welcomed this brief interval of peace with
+the mingled music of reeds and flutes.</p>
+
+<p>Thence the travellers passed into the broad and goodly plains of Elis;
+protected from the spoiler by its sacred character, as the seat of the
+Olympic Games. In some places, troops of women might be seen in the
+distance, washing garments in the river Alpheus, and spreading them out
+to whiten in the sun. Fertility rewarded the labours of the husbandmen,
+and the smiling fields yielded pasturage to numerous horses, which
+Ph&oelig;bus himself might have prized for strength, fleetness, and majestic
+beauty.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus passed through all these scenes entirely unconscious whether
+they were sad or cheerful. When he spoke, it was of things unrecognized
+by those of earthly mould; yet those who heard him found therein a
+strange and marvellous beauty, that seemed not altogether new to the
+soul, but was seen in a dim and pleasing light, like the recollections
+of infant years.</p>
+
+<p>The travellers stopped at a small town in the neighbourhood of Olympia,
+where Paralus, Philothea, and their attendants were to remain during the
+solemnization of the games. The place chosen for their retreat was the
+residence of Proclus and his wife Melissa; worthy, simple-hearted
+people, at whose house Phidias had died, and under whose protection he
+had placed Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>As the chariots approached the house, the loud barking of Hylax
+attracted the attention of Zoila, the merry little daughter of Proclus,
+who was playing in the fields with her brother Pterila&uuml;s. The moment the
+children espied a sight so unusual in that secluded place, they ran
+with all speed to carry tidings to the household. Eudora was busy at the
+loom; but she went out to look upon the strangers, saying, as she did
+so, that they were doubtless travellers, who, in passing to the Olympic
+Games, had missed their way.</p>
+
+<p>Her heart beat tumultuously when she saw Hylax capering and fawning
+about a man who bore a strong resemblance to Geta. The next moment, she
+recognized Pericles and Plato speaking with a tall, majestic looking
+woman, closely veiled. She darted forward a few paces, in the eagerness
+of her joy; but checked herself when she perceived that the stranger
+lingered; for she said, in her heart, &quot;If it were Philothea, she could
+not be so slow in coming to meet me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus she reasoned, not knowing that Philothea was the wife of Paralus,
+and that his enfeebled health required watchful care. In a few moments
+her doubts were dispelled, and the friends were locked in each others'
+arms.</p>
+
+<p>Proclus gave the travellers a hospitable reception, and cheerfully
+consented that Paralus and his attendants should remain with them.
+Pericles, having made all necessary arrangements for the beloved
+invalid, bade an early farewell, and proceeded with Plato to Olympia.</p>
+
+<p>When Geta and Milza had received a cordial welcome; and Hylax had
+somewhat abated his boisterous joy; and old Dione, with the tears in her
+eyes, had brought forward treasures of grapes and wine&mdash;Eudora eagerly
+sought a private interview with the friend of her childhood.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dearest Philothea!&quot; she exclaimed, &quot;I thought you were still in Ionia;
+and I never expected to see you again; and now you have come, my heart
+is <i>so</i> full&quot;&mdash;--</p>
+
+<p>Unable to finish the sentence, she threw herself on that bosom where she
+had ever found sympathy in all her trials, and sobbed like a child.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My beloved Eudora,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;you still carry with you a heart
+easily kindled; affections that heave and blaze like a volcano.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden looked up affectionately, and smiled through her tears, as
+she said, &quot;The love you kindled in infancy has burned none the less
+strongly because there was no one to cherish it. If the volcano now
+blazes, it only proves how faithfully it has carried the hidden fire in
+its bosom.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She paused, and spoke more sadly, as she added, &quot;There was, indeed, one
+brief period, when it was well-nigh smothered. Would to the gods, <i>that</i>
+might pass into oblivion! But it will not. After Phidias came to Elis,
+he made for Plato a small statue of Mnemosyne, that turned and looked
+upward to Heaven, while she held a half-opened scroll toward the earth.
+It was beautiful beyond description; but there was bitterness in my
+heart when I looked upon it; I thought Memory should be represented
+armed with the scourge of the Furies.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And did you not perceive,&quot; said Philothea, &quot;that yourself had armed the
+benignant goddess with a scourge? Thus do the best gifts from the Divine
+Fountain become changed by the will of those who receive them. But,
+dearest Eudora, though your heart retains its fire, a change has passed
+over your countenance. The cares of this world have driven away the
+spirit of gladness, that came with you from your divine home. That
+smiling twin of Innocence is ever present and visible while we are
+unconscious of its existence; but when in darkness and sorrow the soul
+asks where it has gone, a hollow voice, like the sound of autumn winds,
+echoes, 'Gone!'&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora sighed, as she answered, &quot;It is even so. But I know not where you
+could have learned it; for you have ever seemed to live in a region
+above darkness and storms. Earth has left no shadow on your countenance.
+It expresses the same transparent innocence, the same mild love. A light
+not of this world is gleaming there; and it has grown brighter and
+clearer since we parted. I could almost believe that you accompany Hera
+to the Fountain of Canathus, where it is said she every year bathes to
+restore her infant purity.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, as she playfully laid her hand on Eudora's mouth, and
+said, &quot;Nay, Eudora, you forget that flattery produces effects very
+unlike the Fountain of Canathus. We have been gazing in each other's
+faces, as if we fondly hoped there to read the record of all that has
+passed since we were separated. Yet, very little of all that we have
+known and felt&mdash;of all that has gradually become a portion of our
+life&mdash;is inscribed there. Perhaps you already know that Anaxagoras fell
+asleep in Ionia. The good old man died in peace, as he had lived in
+love. If I mistake not, while I talked with Pericles, Milza informed you
+that I was the wife of Paralus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Yes, dearest Philothea; but not till she had first told me of her own
+marriage with Geta.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled, as she replied, &quot;I believe it is the only case in
+which that affectionate creature thinks of herself, before she thinks of
+me; but Geta is to her an object of more importance than all the world
+beside. When we were in Ionia, I often found her whispering magical
+words, while she turned the sieve and shears, to ascertain whether her
+lover were faithful to his vows. I could not find it in my heart to
+reprove her fond credulity;&mdash;for I believe this proneness to wander
+beyond the narrow limits of the visible world is a glimmering
+reminiscence of parentage divine; and though in Milza's untutored mind
+the mysterious impulse takes an inglorious form, I dare not deride what
+the wisest soul can neither banish nor comprehend.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she finished speaking, she glanced toward the curtain, which
+separated them from the room where Paralus reposed, watched by the
+faithful Geta. There was a tender solemnity in the expression of her
+countenance, whereby Eudora conjectured the nature of her thoughts.
+Speaking in a subdued voice, she asked whether Paralus would inquire for
+her, when he awoke.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;He will look for me, and seem bewildered, as if something were lost,&quot;
+replied Philothea. &quot;Since I perceived this, I have been careful not to
+excite painful sensations by my absence. Geta will give me notice when
+slumber seems to be passing away.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And do you think Tithonus can restore him?&quot; inquired Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered, &quot;Fear is stronger than hope. I thought I perceived a
+healing influence in the perfect quiet and watchful love that surrounded
+him in Athens; and to these I would fain have trusted, had it been the
+will of Pericles. But, dearest Eudora, let us not speak on this subject.
+It seems to me like the sacred groves, into which nothing unconsecrated
+may enter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After a short pause, Eudora said. &quot;Then I will tell you my own history.
+After we came to Elis, Phidias treated me with more tenderness and
+confidence than he had ever done. Perhaps he observed that my proud,
+impetuous character was chastened and subdued by affliction and
+repentance. Though we were in the habit of talking unreservedly, he
+never alluded to the foolish conduct that offended him so seriously. I
+felt grateful for this generous forbearance; and by degress I learned to
+fear him less and love him deeply.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;We received some tidings of him when Plato came into Ionia,&quot; rejoined
+Philothea; &quot;and we rejoiced to learn that he found in Elis a rich
+recompense for the shameful ingratitude of Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was a rich recompense, indeed,&quot; replied Eudora. &quot;The people
+reverenced him as if he were something more than mortal. His statue
+stands in the sacred grove at Olympia, bearing the simple inscription;
+'Phidias, Son of Charmides, sculptor of the Gods.' At his death, the
+Elians bestowed gifts on all his servants; endowed me with the yearly
+revenues of a farm; and appointed his nephew Pand&aelig;nus to the honourable
+office of preserving the statue of Olympian Zeus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Did Phidias express no anxiety concerning your unprotected situation?&quot;
+inquired Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It was his wish that I should marry Pand&aelig;nus,&quot; answered Eudora; &quot;but
+he urged the subject no farther, when he found that I regarded the
+marriage with aversion. On his death-bed he charged his nephew to
+protect and cherish me as a sister. He left me under the guardianship of
+Proclus, with strict injunctions that I should have perfect freedom in
+the choice of a husband. He felt no anxiety concerning my maintenance;
+for the Elians had promised that all persons connected with him should
+be liberally provided at the public expense; and I was universally
+considered as the adopted daughter of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what did Pand&aelig;nus say to the wishes of his uncle?&quot; asked
+Philothea.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora blushed slightly as she answered, &quot;He tried to convince me that
+we should all be happier, if I would consent to the arrangement. I could
+not believe this; and Pand&aelig;nus was too proud to repeat his
+solicitations to a reluctant listener. I seldom see him; but when there
+is opportunity to do me service, he is very kind.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend looked earnestly upon her, as if seeking to read her heart;
+and inquired, &quot;Has no other one gained your affections? I had some fears
+that I should find you married.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And why did you fear?&quot; said Eudora: &quot;Other friends would consider it a
+joyful occasion.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But I feared, because I have ever cherished the hope that you would be
+the wife of Phil&aelig;mon,&quot; rejoined her companion.</p>
+
+<p>The sensitive maiden sighed deeply, and turned away her head, as she
+said, with a tremulous voice, &quot;I have little doubt that Phil&aelig;mon has
+taken a Persian wife, before this time.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea made no reply; but searched for the epistle she had received
+at Corinth, and placed it in the hands of her friend. Eudora started,
+when she saw the well-known writing of Phil&aelig;mon. But when she read the
+sentence wherein he expressed affectionate solicitude for her welfare,
+she threw her arms convulsively about Philothea's neck, exclaiming, &quot;Oh,
+my beloved friend, what a blessed messenger you have ever been to this
+poor heart!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For some moments, her agitation was extreme; but that gentle influence,
+which had so often soothed her, gradually calmed her perturbed feelings;
+and they talked freely of the possibility of regaining Phil&aelig;mon's love.</p>
+
+<p>As Eudora stood leaning on her shoulder, Philothea, struck with the
+contrast in their figures, said: &quot;When you were in Athens, we called you
+the Zephyr; and surely you are thinner now than you were then. I fear
+your health suffers from the anxiety of your mind. &quot;See!&quot; continued she,
+turning towards the mirror&mdash;&quot;See what a contrast there is between us!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There should be a contrast,&quot; rejoined Eudora, smiling: &quot;The pillars of
+agoras are always of lighter and less majestic proportions than the
+pillars of temples.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she spoke, Geta lifted the curtain, and Philothea instantly obeyed
+the signal. For a few moments after her departure, Eudora heard the low
+murmuring of voices, and then the sound of a cithara, whose tones she
+well remembered. The tune was familiar to her in happier days, and she
+listened to it with tears.</p>
+
+<p>Her meditations were suddenly disturbed by little Zoila, who came in
+with a jump and a bound, to show a robe full of flowers she had gathered
+for the beautiful Athenian lady. When she perceived that tears had
+fallen on the blossoms, she suddenly changed her merry tones, and with
+artless affection inquired, &quot;What makes Dora cry?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I wept for the husband of that beautiful Athenian lady, because he is
+very ill,&quot; replied the maiden.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;See the flowers!&quot; exclaimed Zoila. &quot;It looks as if the dew was on it;
+but the tears will not make it grow again&mdash;will they?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora involuntarily shuddered at the omen conveyed in her childish
+words; but gave permission to carry her offering to the Athenian lady,
+if she would promise to step very softly, and speak in whispers.
+Philothea received the flowers thankfully, and placed them in vases near
+her husband's couch; for she still fondly hoped to win back the
+wandering soul by the presence of things peaceful, pure, and beautiful.
+She caressed the innocent little one, and tried to induce her to remain
+a few minutes; but the child seemed uneasy, as if in the presence of
+something that inspired fear. She returned to Eudora with a very
+thoughtful countenance; and though she often gathered flowers for &quot;the
+tall infant,&quot; as she called Paralus, she could never after be persuaded
+to enter his apartment.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XV.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;They in me breathed a voice<br />
+Divine; that I might know, with listening ears,<br />
+Things past and future; and enjoined me praise<br />
+The race of blessed ones, that live for aye.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HESIOD.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>PHILOTHEA to PHIL&AElig;MON, greeting:</p>
+
+<p>The body of Anaxagoras has gone to the Place of Sleep. If it were not
+so, his hand would have written in reply to thy kind epistle. I was with
+him when he died, but knew not the hour he departed, for he sunk to rest
+like an infant.</p>
+
+<p>We lived in peaceful poverty in Ionia; sometimes straitened for the
+means whereby this poor existence is preserved, but ever cheerful in
+spirit.</p>
+
+<p>I drank daily from the ivory cup thou didst leave for me, with thy
+farewell to Athens; and the last lines traced by my grandfather's hand
+still remain on the tablet thou didst give him. They are preserved for
+thee, to be sent in to Persia, if thou dost not return to Greece, as I
+hope thou wilt.</p>
+
+<p>I am now the wife of Paralus; and Pericles has brought us into the
+neighbourhood of Olympia, seeking medical aid for my husband, not yet
+recovered from the effects of the plague. Pure and blameless, Paralus
+has ever been&mdash;with a mind richly endowed by the gods; and all this thou
+well knowest. Yet he is as one that dies while he lives; though not
+altogether as one unbeloved by divine beings. Wonderful are the accounts
+he brings of that far-off world, where his spirit wanders. Sometimes I
+listen with fear, till all philosophy seems dim, and I shrink from the
+mystery of our being. When they do not disturb him with earthly
+medicines, he is quiet and happy. Waking, he speaks of things clothed in
+heavenly splendour; and in his sleep, he smiles like a child whose
+dreams are pleasant. I think this blessing comes from the Divine, by
+reason of the innocence of his life.</p>
+
+<p>We abide at the house of Proclus, a kind, truth-telling man, whose wife,
+Melissa, is at once diligent and quiet&mdash;a rare combination of goodly
+virtues. These worthy people have been guardians of Eudora, since the
+death of Phidias; and with much affection, they speak of her gentleness,
+patience, and modest retirement. Melissa told me Aspasia had urgently
+invited her to Athens, but she refused, without even asking the advice
+of her guardian. Thou knowest her great gifts would have been worshipped
+by the Athenians, and that Eudora herself could not be ignorant of this.</p>
+
+<p>Sometimes a stream is polluted in the fountain, and its waters are
+tainted through all its wanderings; and sometimes the traveller throws
+into a pure rivulet some unclean thing, which floats awhile, and is then
+rejected from its bosom. Eudora is the pure rivulet. A foreign stain
+floated on the surface, but never mingled with its waters.</p>
+
+<p>Phidias wished her to marry his nephew; and Pand&aelig;nus would fain have
+persuaded her to consent; but they forebore to urge it, when they saw it
+gave her pain. She is deeply thankful to her benefactor for allowing her
+a degree of freedom so seldom granted to Grecian maidens.</p>
+
+<p>The Elians, proud of their magnificent statue of Olympian Zeus, have
+paid extraordinary honours to the memory of the great sculptor, and
+provided amply for every member of his household. Eudora is industrious
+from choice, and gives liberally to the poor; particularly to orphans,
+who, like herself, have been brought into bondage by the violence of
+wicked men, or the chances of war. For some time past, she has felt all
+alone in the world;&mdash;a condition that marvellously helps to bring us
+into meekness and tenderness of spirit. When she read what thou didst
+write of her in thy epistle, she fell upon my neck and wept.</p>
+
+<p>I return to thee the four min&aelig;. He to whose necessities thou wouldst
+have kindly administered, hath gone where gold and silver avail not.
+Many believe that they who die sleep forever; but this they could not,
+if they had listened to words I have heard from Paralus.</p>
+
+<p>Son of Ch&aelig;rila&uuml;s, farewell. May blessings be around thee, wheresoever
+thou goest, and no evil shadow cross thy threshold.</p>
+
+<p>Written in Elis, this thirteenth day of the increasing moon, in the
+month Hecatomb&aelig;on, and the close of the eighty-seventh Olympiad.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Without naming her intention to Eudora, Philothea laid aside the scroll
+she had prepared, resolved to place it in the hands of Pericles, to be
+entrusted to the care of some Persian present at the games, which were
+to commence on the morrow.</p>
+
+<p>Before the hour of noon, Hylax gave notice of approaching strangers, who
+proved to be Pericles and Plato, attended by Tithonus. The young wife
+received them courteously, though a sudden sensation of dread ran
+through her veins with icy coldness. It was agreed that none but
+herself, Pericles, and Plato, should be present with Tithonus; and that
+profound silence should be observed. Preparation was made by offering
+solemn sacrifices to Ph&oelig;bus, Hermes, Hecate, and Persephone; and
+Philothea inwardly prayed to that Divine Principle, revealed to her only
+by the monitions of his spirit in the stillness of her will.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus stood behind the invalid, and remained perfectly quiet for many
+minutes. He then gently touched the back part of his head with a small
+wand, and leaning over him, whispered in his ear. An unpleasant change
+immediately passed over the countenance of Paralus; he endeavoured to
+place his hand on his head, and a cold shivering seized him. Philothea
+shuddered, and Pericles grew pale, as they watched these symptoms; but
+the silence remained unbroken. A second and a third time the Ethiopian
+touched him with his wand, and spoke in whispers. The expression of pain
+deepened; insomuch that his friends could not look upon him without
+anguish of heart. Finally his limbs straightened, and became perfectly
+rigid and motionless.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus, perceiving the terror he had excited, said soothingly, &quot;Oh,
+Athenians, be not afraid. I have never seen the soul withdrawn without a
+struggle with the body. Believe me, it will return. The words I
+whispered, were those I once heard from the lips of Plato: 'The human
+soul is guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest
+eyes, and wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is
+black, heavy and sleepy-eyed&mdash;ever prone to lie down upon the earth.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;The second time, I whispered, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And the
+third time I said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no
+wings.' When life returns, Paralus will have remembrance of these
+words.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, restore him! Restore him!&quot; exclaimed Philothea, in tones of
+agonized entreaty.</p>
+
+<p>Tithonus answered with respectful tenderness, and again stood in
+profound silence several minutes, before he raised the wand. At the
+first touch, a feeble shivering gave indication of returning life. As it
+was repeated a second and a third time, with a brief interval between
+each movement, the countenance of the sufferer grew more dark and
+troubled, until it became fearful to look upon. But the heavy shadow
+gradually passed away, and a dreamy smile returned, like a gleam of
+sunshine after storms. The moment Philothea perceived an expression
+familiar to her heart, she knelt by the couch, seized the hand of
+Paralus, and bathed it with her tears.</p>
+
+<p>When the first gush of emotion had subsided, she said, in a soft, low
+voice, &quot;Where have you been, dear Paralus?&quot; The invalid answered: &quot;A
+thick vapour enveloped me, as with a dark cloud; and a stunning noise
+pained my head with its violence. A voice said to me, 'The human soul is
+guided by two horses; one white, with a flowing mane, earnest eyes, and
+wings like a swan, whereby he seeks to fly; but the other is black,
+heavy, and sleepy-eyed&mdash;ever prone to lie down upon the earth.' Then the
+darkness began to clear away. But there was strange confusion. All
+things seemed rapidly to interchange their colours and their forms&mdash;the
+sound of a storm was in mine ears&mdash;the elements and the stars seemed to
+crowd upon me&mdash;and my breath was taken away. Then I heard a voice,
+saying, 'Lo, the soul seeketh to ascend!' And I looked and saw the
+chariot and horses, of which the voice had spoken. The beautiful white
+horse gazed upward, and tossed his mane, and spread his wings
+impatiently; but the black horse slept upon the ground. The voice again
+said, 'Behold the winged separates from that which hath no wings!' And
+suddenly the chariot ascended, and I saw the white horse on light fleecy
+clouds, in a far blue sky. Then I heard a pleasing, silent sound&mdash;as if
+dew-drops made music as they fell. I breathed freely, and my form seemed
+to expand itself with buoyant life. All at once, I was floating in the
+air, above a quiet lake, where reposed seven beautiful islands, full of
+the sound of harps; and Philothea slept at my side, with a garland on
+her head. I asked, 'Is this the divine home, whence I departed into the
+body?' And a voice above my head answered 'It is the divine home. Man
+never leaves it. He ceases to perceive.' Afterward, I looked downward,
+and saw my dead body lying on a couch. Then again there came strange
+confusion&mdash;and a painful clashing of sounds&mdash;and all things rushing
+together. But Philothea took my hand, and spoke to me in gentle tones,
+and the discord ceased.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Plato had listened with intense interest. He stood apart with Tithonus,
+and they spoke together in low tones, for several minutes before they
+left the apartment. The philosopher was too deeply impressed to return
+to the festivities of Olympia. He hired an apartment at the dwelling of
+a poor shepherd, and during the following day remained in complete
+seclusion, without partaking of food.</p>
+
+<p>While Paralus revealed his vision, his father's soul was filled with
+reverence and fear, and he breathed with a continual consciousness of
+supernatural presence. When his feelings became somewhat composed, he
+leaned over the couch, and spoke a few affectionate words to his son;
+but the invalid turned away his head, as if disturbed by the presence of
+a stranger. The spirit of the strong man was moved, and he trembled like
+a leaf shaken by the wind. Unable to endure this disappointment of his
+excited hopes, he turned away hastily, and sought to conceal his grief
+in solitude.</p>
+
+<p>During the whole of the ensuing day, Paralus continued in a deep sleep.
+This was followed by silent cheerfulness, which, flowing as it did from
+a hidden source, had something solemn and impressive in its character.
+It was sad, yet pleasant, to see his look of utter desolation whenever
+he lost sight of Philothea; and the sudden gleam of joy that illumined
+his whole face the moment she re-appeared.</p>
+
+<p>The young wife sat by his side, hour after hour, with patient love;
+often cheering him with her soft, rich voice, or playing upon the lyre
+he had fashioned for her in happier days. She found a sweet reward in
+the assurance given by all his friends, that her presence had a healing
+power they had elsewhere sought in vain. She endeavoured to pour balm
+into the wounded heart of Pericles, and could she have seen him willing
+to wait the event with perfect resignation, her contentment would have
+been not unmingled with joy.</p>
+
+<p>She wept in secret when she heard him express a wish to have Paralus
+carried to the games, to try the effect of a sudden excitement; for
+there seemed to her something of cruelty in thus disturbing the
+tranquillity of one so gentle and so helpless. But the idea had been
+suggested by a learned physician of Chios, and Pericles seemed reluctant
+to return to Athens without trying this experiment also. Philothea found
+it more difficult to consent to the required sacrifice, because the laws
+of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved husband to
+Olympia; but she suppressed her feelings; and the painfulness of the
+struggle was never fully confessed, even to Eudora.</p>
+
+<p>While the invalid slept, he was carefully conveyed in a litter, and
+placed in the vicinity of the Hippodrome. He awoke in the midst of a
+gorgeous spectacle. Long lines of splendid chariots were ranged on
+either side of the barrier; the horses proudly pawed the ground, and
+neighed impatiently; the bright sun glanced on glittering armour; and
+the shouts of the charioteers were heard high above the busy hum of that
+vast multitude.</p>
+
+<p>Paralus instantly closed his eyes, as if dazzled by the glare; and an
+expression of painful bewilderment rested on his countenance.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of the barrier stood an altar, on the top of which was a
+brazen eagle. When the lists were in readiness, the majestic bird arose
+and spread its wings, with a whirring noise, as a signal for the racers
+to begin. Then was heard the clattering of hoofs, and the rushing of
+wheels, as when armies meet in battle. A young Messenian was, for a
+time, foremost in the race; but his horse took fright at the altar of
+Taraxippus&mdash;his chariot was overthrown&mdash;and Alcibiades gained the prize.
+The vanquished youth uttered a loud and piercing shriek, as the horses
+passed over him; and Paralus fell senseless in his father's arms.</p>
+
+<p>It was never known whether this effect was produced by the presence of a
+multitude, by shrill and discordant sounds, or by returning
+recollection, too powerful for his enfeebled frame. He was tenderly
+carried from the crowd, and restoratives having been applied, in vain,
+the melancholy burden was slowly and carefully conveyed to her who so
+anxiously awaited his arrival.</p>
+
+<p>During his absence, Philothea had earnestly prayed for the preservation
+of a life so precious to her; and as the time of return drew near, she
+walked in the fields, accompanied by Eudora and Milza, eager to catch
+the first glimpse of his father's chariot. She read sad tidings in the
+gloomy countenance of Pericles, before she beheld the lifeless form of
+her husband.</p>
+
+<p>Cautiously and tenderly as the truth was revealed to her, she became
+dizzy and pale, with the suddenness of the shock. Pericles endeavoured
+to soothe her with all the sympathy of a parental love, mingled with
+deep feelings of contrition, that his restless anxiety had thus brought
+ruin into her paradise of peace: and Plato spoke gentle words of
+consolation; reminding her that every soul, which philosophized
+sincerely and loved beautiful forms, was restored to the full vigour of
+its wings, and soared to the blest condition from which it fell.</p>
+
+<p>They laid Paralus upon a couch, with the belief that he slept to wake no
+more. But as Philothea bent over him, she perceived a faint pulsation of
+the heart. Her pale features were flushed with joy, as she exclaimed,
+&quot;He lives! He will speak to me again! Oh, I could die in peace,&mdash;if I
+might once more hear his voice, as I heard it in former years.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She bathed his head with cool perfumed waters, and watched him with love
+that knew no weariness.</p>
+
+<p>Proclus and Telissa deemed he had fallen by the dart of Ph&oelig;bus Apollo;
+and fearing the god was angry for some unknown cause, they suspended
+branches of rhamn and laurel on the doors, to keep off evil demons.</p>
+
+<p>For three days and three nights, Paralus remained in complete oblivion.
+On the morning of the fourth, a pleasant change was observed in his
+countenance; and he sometimes smiled so sweetly, and so rationally, that
+his friends still dared to hope his health might be fully restored.</p>
+
+<p>At noon, he awoke; and looking at his wife with an expression full of
+tenderness, said: &quot;Dearest Philothea, you are with me. I saw you no
+more, after the gate had closed. I believe it must have been a dream;
+but it was very distinct.&quot; He glanced around the room, as if his
+recollections were confused; but his eyes no longer retained the fixed
+and awful expression of one who walked in his sleep.</p>
+
+<p>Speaking slowly and thoughtfully, he continued: &quot;It could not be a
+dream. I was in the temple of the most ancient god. The roof was of
+heaven's pure gold, which seemed to have a ligat within it, like the
+splendour of the sun. All around the temple were gardens full of bloom.
+I heard soft, mumuring sounds, like the cooing of doves; and I saw the
+immortal Oreades and the Naiades pouring water from golden urns.
+Anaxagoras stood beside me; and he said we were living in the age of
+innocence, when mortals could gaze on divine beings unveiled, and yet
+preserve their reason. They spoke another language than the Greeks; but
+we had no need to learn it; we seemed to breathe it in the air. The
+Oreades had music written on scrolls, in all the colours of the rainbow.
+When I asked the meaning of this, they showed me a triangle. At the top
+was crimson, at the right hand blue, and at the left hand yellow. And
+they said, 'Know ye not that all life is three-fold!' It was a dark
+saying; but I then thought I faintly comprehended what Pythagoras has
+written concerning the mysterious signification of One and Three. Many
+other things I saw and heard, but was forbidden to relate. The gate of
+the temple was an arch, supported by two figures with heavy drapery,
+eyes closed, and arms folded. They told me these were Sleep and Death.
+Over the gate was written in large letters, 'The Entrance of Mortals.'
+Beyond it, I saw you standing with outstretched arms, as if you sought
+to come to me, but could not. The air was filled with voices, that sung:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come! join thy kindred spirit, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!<br />
+When Sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain&mdash;<br />
+What he hath brought, Death brings again.<br />
+Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>I tried to meet you; but as I passed through the gate, a cold air blew
+upon me, and all beyond was in the glimmering darkness of twilight. I
+would have returned, but the gate had closed; and I heard behind me the
+sound of harps and of voices, singing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Philothea kissed his hand, and her face beamed with joy. She had
+earnestly desired some promise of their future union; and now she felt
+the prayer was answered.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Could it be a dream?&quot; said Paralus: &quot;Methinks I hear the music now.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea smiled affectionately, as she replied: &quot;When sleep hath
+passed, thy dreams remain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she gazed upon him, she observed that the supernatural expression of
+his eyes had changed; and that his countenence now wore its familiar,
+household smile. Still she feared to cherish the hope springing in her
+heart, until he looked toward the place where her attendant sat,
+motionless and silent, and said, &quot;Milza, will you bring me the lyre?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The affectionate peasant looked earnestly at Philothea, and wept as she
+placed it in his hand.</p>
+
+<p>Making an effort to rise, he seemed surprised at his own weakness. They
+gently raised him, bolstered him with pillows, and told him he had long
+been ill.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have not known it,&quot; he replied. &quot;It seems to me I have returned from
+a far country.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He touched the lyre, and easily recalled the tune which he said he had
+learned in the Land of Dreams. It was a wild, unearthly strain, with
+sounds of solemn gladness, that deeply affected Philothea's soul.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had not visited his son since his return to perfect
+consciousness. When he came, Paralus looked upon him with a smile of
+recognition, and said, &quot;My father!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Milza had been sent to call the heart-stricken parent, and prepare him
+for some favourable change; but when he heard those welcome words, he
+dropped suddenly upon his knees, buried his face in the drapery of the
+couch, and his whole frame shook with emotion.</p>
+
+<p>The invalid continued: &quot;They tell me I have been very ill, dear father;
+but it appears to me that I have only travelled. I have seen Anaxagoras
+often&mdash;Plato sometimes&mdash;and Philothea almost constantly; but I have
+never seen you, since I thought you were dying of the plague at Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles replied, &quot;You have indeed been ill, my son. You are to me as
+the dead restored to life. But you must be quiet now, and seek repose.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For some time after the interview with his father, Paralus remained very
+wakeful. His eyes sparkled, and a feverish flush was on his cheek.
+Philothea took her cithara, and played his favourite tunes. This seemed
+to tranquilize him; and as the music grew more slow and plaintive, he
+became drowsy, and at length sunk into a gentle slumber.</p>
+
+<p>After more than two hours of deep repose, he was awakened by the merry
+shouts of little Zoila, who had run out to meet Plato, as he came from
+Olympia. Philothea feared, lest the shrill noise had given him pain;
+but he smiled; and said, &quot;The voice of childhood is pleasant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He expressed a wish to see his favourite philosopher; and their kindred
+souls held long and sweet communion together. When Plato retired from
+the couch, he said to Philothea, &quot;I have learned more from this dear
+wanderer, than philosophers or poets have ever written. I am confirmed
+in my belief that no impelling truth is ever learned in this world; but
+that all is received directly from the Divine Ideal, flowing into the
+soul of man when his reason is obedient and still.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A basket of grapes, tastefully ornamented with flowers, was presented to
+the invalid; and in answer to his inquiries, he was informed that they
+were prepared by Eudora. He immediately desired that she might be
+called; and when she came, he received her with the most cordial
+affection. He alluded to past events with great clearness of memory, and
+asked his father several questions concerning the condition of Athens.
+When Philothea arranged his pillows and bathed his head, he pressed her
+hand affectionately, and said, &quot;It almost seems as if you were my wife.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles, deeply affected, replied, &quot;My dear son, she is your wife. She
+forgot all my pride, and consented to marry you, that she might become
+your nurse, when we all feared that you would be restored to us no
+more.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Paralus looked up with a bright expression of gratitude, and said, &quot;I
+thank you, father. This was very kind. Now you will be her father, when
+I am gone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Perceiving that Pericles and Eudora wept, he added: &quot;Do not mourn
+because I am soon to depart. Why would ye detain my soul in this world?
+Its best pleasures are like the shallow gardens of Adonis, fresh and
+fair in the morning, and perishing at noon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He then repeated his last vision, and asked for the lyre, that they
+might hear the music he had learned from immortal voices.</p>
+
+<p>There was melancholy beauty in the sight of one so pale and thin,
+touching the lyre with an inspired countenance, and thus revealing to
+mortal ears the melodies of Heaven.</p>
+
+<p>One by one his friends withdrew; being tenderly solicitous that he
+should not become exhausted by interviews prolonged beyond his strength.
+He was left alone with Philothea; and many precious words were spoken,
+that sunk deep into her heart, never to be forgotten.</p>
+
+<p>But sleep departed from his eyes; and it soon became evident that the
+soul, in returning to its union with the body, brought with it a
+consciousness of corporeal suffering. This became more and more intense;
+and though he uttered no complaint, he said to those who asked him, that
+bodily pain seemed at times too powerful for endurance.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles had for several days remained under the same roof, to watch the
+progress of recovery; but at midnight, he was called to witness
+convulsive struggles, that indicated approaching death.</p>
+
+<p>During intervals of comparative ease, Paralus recognized his afflicted
+parent, and conjured him to think less of the fleeting honours of this
+world, which often eluded the grasp, and were always worthless in the
+possession.</p>
+
+<p>He held Philothea's hand continually, and often spoke to her in words of
+consolation. Immediately after an acute spasm of pain had subsided, he
+asked to be turned upon his right side, that he might see her face more
+distinctly. As she leaned over him, he smiled faintly, and imprinted a
+kiss upon her lips. He remained tranquil, with his eyes fixed upon hers;
+and a voice within impelled her to sing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>He looked upward with a radiant expression, and feebly pressed her hand.
+Not long after, his eyelids closed, and sleep seemed to cover his
+features with her heavy veil.</p>
+
+<p>Suddenly his countenance shone with a strange and impressive beauty. The
+soul had departed to return to earth no more.</p>
+
+<p>In all his troubles, Pericles had never shed a tear; but now he rent the
+air with his groans, and sobbed, like a mother bereft of her child.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, though deeply bowed down in spirit, was more composed: for
+she heard angelic voices singing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>When sleep hath passed, thy dreams remain&mdash;<br />
+What he hath brought, Death brings again.<br />
+Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XVI.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Thus a poor father, helpless and undone,<br />
+Mourns o'er the ashes of an only son;<br />
+Takes a sad pleasure the last bones to burn,<br />
+And pour in tears, ere yet they close the urn.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>Of the immense concourse collected together at Olympia, each one pursued
+his pleasure, or his interest, in the way best suited to his taste.
+Alcibiades was proud of giving a feast corresponding in magnificence to
+the chariots he had brought into the course. Crowds of parasites
+flattered him and the other victors, to receive invitations in return;
+while a generous few sympathized with the vanquished. Merchants were
+busy forming plans for profitable negociation, and statesmen were
+eagerly watching every symptom of jealousy between rival states and
+contending parties.</p>
+
+<p>One, amid that mass of human hearts, felt so little interest in all the
+world could offer, that she seemed already removed beyond its influence.
+Philothea had herself closed the eyes of her husband, and imprinted her
+last kiss upon his lips. Bathed in pure water, and perfumed with
+ointment, the lifeless form of Paralus lay wrapped in the robe he had
+been accustomed to wear. A wreath of parsley encircled his head, and
+flowers were strewn around him in profusion.</p>
+
+<p>In one hand was placed an obolus, to pay the ferryman that rowed him
+across the river of death; and in the other, a cake made of honey and
+flour, to appease the triple-headed dog, which guarded the entrance to
+the world of souls.</p>
+
+<p>The bereaved wife sat by his side, and occasionally renewed the
+garlands, with a quiet and serene expression, as if she still found
+happiness in being occupied for him who had given her his heart in the
+innocence and freshness of its childhood.</p>
+
+<p>The food prepared by Milza's active kindness was scarcely tasted; except
+when she observed the tears of her faithful attendant, and sought to
+soothe her feelings with characterestic tenderness.</p>
+
+<p>The event soon became universally known; for the hair of the deceased,
+consecrated to Persephone, and a vase of water at the threshold,
+proclaimed tidings of death within the dwelling.</p>
+
+<p>Many of the assembled multitude chose to remain until the funeral
+solemnities were past; some from personal affection for Paralus, others
+from respect to the son of Pericles.</p>
+
+<p>Plato sent two large vases, filled with wine and honey; Eudora provided
+ointments and perfumes; Alcibiades presented a white cloak, richly
+embroidered with silver; and the young men of Athens, present at the
+games, gave a silver urn, on which were sculptured weeping genii, with
+their torches turned downward.</p>
+
+<p>Enveloped in his glittering mantle, and covered with flowers, the form
+of Paralus remained until the third day. The procession, which was to
+attend the body to the funeral pile, formed at morning twilight; for
+such was the custom with regard to those who died in their youth.
+Philothea followed the bier, dressed in white, with a wreath of roses
+and myrtle around her head, and a garland about the waist. She chose
+this beautiful manner to express her joy that his pure spirit had passed
+into Elysium.</p>
+
+<p>At the door of the house, the nearest relatives addressed the inanimate
+form, so soon to be removed from the sight of mortals. In tones of
+anguish, almost amounting to despair, Pericles exclaimed: &quot;Oh, my son!
+my son! Why didst thou leave us? Why wast thou, so richly gifted of the
+gods, to be taken from us in thy youth? Oh, my son, why was I left to
+mourn for thee?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Instead of the usual shrieks and lamentations of Grecian women,
+Philothea said, in sad, heart-moving accents: &quot;Paralus, farewell!
+Husband of my youth, beloved of my heart, farewell!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then the dead was carried out; and the procession moved forward, to the
+sound of many voices and many instruments, mingled in a loud and solemn
+dirge. The body of Paralus was reverently laid upon the funeral pile,
+with the garments he had been accustomed to wear; his lyre and Phrygian
+flute; and vases filled with oil and perfumes.</p>
+
+<p>Plentiful libations of wine, honey, and milk were poured upon the
+ground, and the mourners smote the earth with their feet, while they
+uttered supplications to Hermes, Hecate, and Pluto. Pericles applied the
+torch to the pile, first invoking the aid of Boreas and Zephyrus, that
+it might consume quickly. As the flames rose, the procession walked
+slowly three times around the pile, moving toward the left hand. The
+solemn dirge was resumed, and continued until the last flickering tongue
+of fire was extinguished with wine. Then those who had borne the silver
+urn in front of the hearse, approached. Pericles, with tender
+reverence, gathered the whitened bones, sprinkled them with wine and
+perfumes, placed them within the urn, and covered it with a purple pall,
+inwrought with gold; which Philothea's prophetic love had prepared for
+the occasion.</p>
+
+<p>The procession again moved forward, with torches turned downward; and
+the remains of Paralus were deposited in the Temple of Persephone, until
+his friends returned to Athens.</p>
+
+<p>In token of gratitude for kind attentions bestowed by the household of
+Proclus, Pericles invited his family to visit the far-famed wonders of
+the violet-crowned city; and the eager solicitations of young Pterila&uuml;s
+induced the father to accept this invitation for himself and son. As an
+inhabitant of consecrated Elis, without wealth, and unknown to fame, it
+was deemed that he might return in safety, even after hostilities were
+renewed between the Peloponessian states. Eudora likewise obtained
+permission to accompany her friend; and her sad farewell was cheered by
+an indefinite hope that future times would restore her to that quiet
+home. The virtuous Melissa parted from them with many blessings and
+tears. Zoila was in an agony of childish sorrow; but she wiped her eyes
+with the corner of her robe, and listened, well pleased, to Eudora's
+parting promise of sending her a flock of marble sheep, with a painted
+wooden shepherd.</p>
+
+<p>The women travelled together in a chariot, in front of which reposed the
+silver urn, covered with its purple pall. Thus sadly did Philothea
+return through the same scenes she had lately traversed with hopes,
+which, in the light of memory, now seemed like positive enjoyment.
+Pericles indeed treated her with truly parental tenderness; and no
+soothing attention, that respect or affection could suggest, was omitted
+by her friends. But he, of whose mysterious existence her own seemed a
+necessary portion, had gone to return no more; and had it not been for
+the presence of Eudora, she would have felt that every bond of sympathy
+with this world of forms had ceased forever.</p>
+
+<p>At Corinth, the travellers again turned aside to the Fountain of
+Poseidon, that the curiosity of Pterila&uuml;s might be satisfied with a view
+of the statues by which it was surrounded.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;When we are in Athens, I will show you something more beautiful than
+these,&quot; said Pericles. &quot;You shall see the Pallas Athen&aelig;, carved by
+Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Men say it is not so grand as the statue of Zeus, that we have at
+Olympia,&quot; replied the boy.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Had you rather witness the sports of the gymnasia than the works of
+artists?&quot; inquired Plato.</p>
+
+<p>The youth answered very promptly, &quot;Ah, no indeed. I would rather gain
+one prize from the Choragus, than ten from the Gymnasiarch. Anniceris,
+the Cyren&aelig;an, proudly displayed his skill in chariot-driving, by riding
+several times around the Academia, each time preserving the exact orbit
+of his wheels. The spectators applauded loudly; but Plato said, 'He who
+has bestowed such diligence to acquire trifling and useless things, must
+have neglected those that are truly admirable.' Of all sights in
+Athens, I most wish to see the philosophers; and none so much as Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The company smiled, and the philosopher answered, &quot;I am Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You told us that your name was Aristocles,&quot; returned Pterila&uuml;s; &quot;and we
+always called you so. Once I heard that Athenian lady call you Plato;
+and I could not understand why she did so.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I was named Aristocles for my grandfather,&quot; answered the philosopher;
+&quot;and when I grew older, men called me Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you cannot be the Plato that I mean,&quot; said Pterila&uuml;s; &quot;for you
+carried my little sister Zoila on your shoulders&mdash;and played peep with
+her among the vines; and when I chased you through the fields, you ran
+so fast that I could not catch you.&quot; The philosopher smiled, as he
+replied, &quot;Nevertheless, I am Plato; and they call me by that name,
+because my shoulders are broad enough to carry little children.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The boy still insisted that he alluded to another Plato. &quot;I mean the
+philosopher, who teaches in the groves of Academus,&quot; continued he. &quot;I
+knew a freedman of his, who said he never allowed himself to be angry,
+or to speak in a loud voice. He never but once raised his hand to strike
+him; and that was because he had mischievously upset a poor old woman's
+basket of figs; feeling that he was in a passion, he suddenly checked
+himself, and stood perfectly still. A friend coming in asked him what he
+was doing; and the philosopher replied, 'I am punishing an angry man.'</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Speusippus, his sister's son, was such a careless, indecent, and
+boisterous youth, that his parents could not control him. They sent him
+to his uncle Plato, who received him in a friendly manner, and forbore
+to reproach him. Only in his own example he was always modest and
+placid. This so excited the admiration of Speusippus, that a love of
+philosophy was kindled within him. Some of his relatives blamed Plato,
+because he did not chastise the impertinent youth; but he replied,
+'There is no reproof so severe as to show him, by the manner of my own
+life, the contrast between virtue and baseness.'&mdash;That is the Plato I
+want you to show me, when we are in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Proclus, perceiving a universal smile, modestly added, by way of
+explanation: &quot;My son means him whom men call the divine Plato. He
+greatly desires to see that philosopher, of whom it is said Socrates
+dreamed, when he first received him as his pupil. In his dream he saw a
+swan without wings, that came and sat upon his bosom; and soon after,
+its wings grew, and it flew high up in the air, with melodious notes,
+alluring all who heard it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pericles laid his hand on the philosopher's shoulder, and smiling,
+answered, &quot;My unbelieving friend, this is the teacher of Academus; this
+is the divine Plato; this is the soaring swan, whose melodious notes
+allure all that hear him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Proclus was covered with confusion, but still seemed half incredulous.
+&quot;What would Melissa say,&quot; exclaimed he, &quot;if she knew that her frolicsome
+little plaything, Zoila, had been rude enough to throw flowers at the
+divine Plato.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay, my friend,&quot; replied the disciple of Socrates,&mdash;what better could
+a philosopher desire, than to be pelted with roses by childhood?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora looked up with an arch expression; and Philothea smiled as she
+said, &quot;This is a new version of unknown Ph&oelig;bus tending the flocks of
+Admetus.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Pterila&uuml;s seemed utterly confounded by a discovery so unexpected. It was
+long before he regained his usual freedom; and from time to time he was
+observed to fix a scrutinizing gaze on the countenance of Plato, as if
+seeking to read the mystery of his hidden greatness.</p>
+
+<p>As the travellers approached Athens, they were met by a numerous
+procession of magistrates, citizens, and young men bearing garlands,
+which they heaped on the urn in such profusion that it resembled a
+pyramid of flowers. They passed the chariots with their arms and ensigns
+of office all reversed; then turned and followed to the abode of
+Pericles, singing dirges as they went, and filling the air with the
+melancholy music of the Mysian flute.</p>
+
+<p>The amiable character of the deceased, his genius, the peculiar
+circumstances attending his death, and the accumulated afflictions of
+his illustrious parent, all combined to render it an impressive scene.
+Even the gay selfishness of Alcibiades was subdued into reverence, as he
+carefully took the urn from the chariot, and gave it to attendants, who
+placed it beside the household altar.</p>
+
+<p>Early the next morning, a procession again formed to convey the ashes of
+Paralus to the sepulchre of his fathers; called, in the beautiful
+language of the Greeks, a Place of Sleep.</p>
+
+<p>When the urn was again brought forth, Philothea's long golden hair
+covered it, like a mantle of sunbeams. During his life-time, these
+shining tresses had been peculiarly dear to him; and in token of her
+love, she placed them on his grave. Her white robe was changed for
+coarse black garments; and instead of flowery wreaths, a long black veil
+covered the beautiful head, from which its richest ornament had just
+been severed. She had rejoiced for his happy spirit, and now she mourned
+her own widowed lot.</p>
+
+<p>At the sepulchre, Pericles pronounced a funeral oration on the most
+gifted, and best-beloved of his children. In the evening, kindred and
+friends met at his house to partake a feast prepared for the occasion;
+and every guest had something to relate concerning the genius and the
+virtues of him who slept.</p>
+
+<p>A similar feast was prepared in the apartments of the women, where
+Philothea remained silent and composed; a circumstance that excited no
+small degree of wonder and remark, among those who measured affection by
+the vehemence of grief.</p>
+
+<p>As soon as all ceremonies were completed, she obtained leave to return
+to her early home, endeared by many happy scenes; and there, in the
+stillness of her own heart, she held communion with the dear departed.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XVII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>There await me till I die; prepare<br />
+A mansion for me, as again with me<br />
+To dwell; for in thy tomb will I be laid,<br />
+In the same cedar, by thy side composed:<br />
+For e'en in death I will not be disjoined.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>It soon became evident that a great change had taken place in
+Philothea's health. Some attributed it to the atmosphere of Athens,
+still infected with the plague; others supposed it had its origin in the
+death of Paralus. The widowed one, far from cherishing her grief, made a
+strong effort to be cheerful; but her gentle smile, like moonlight in a
+painting, retained its sweetness when the life was gone. There was
+something in this perfect stillness of resignation more affecting than
+the utmost agony of sorrow. She complained of no illness, but grew
+thinner and thinner, like a cloud gradually floating away, and retaining
+its transparent beauty to the last. Eudora lavished the most
+affectionate attentions upon her friend, conscious that she was merely
+strewing flowers in her pathway to the tomb.</p>
+
+<p>A few weeks after their return to Athens, she said, &quot;Dearest Eudora, do
+you remember the story of the nymph Erato, who implored the assistance
+of Areas, when the swelling torrent threatened to carry away the tree
+over which she presided, and on whose preservation her life depended?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I remember it well,&quot; replied Eudora: &quot;Dione told it to me when I was
+quite a child; and I could never after see a tree torn by the lightning,
+or carried away by the flood, or felled by the woodman, without a
+shrinking and shivering feeling, lest some gentle, fair-haired Dryad had
+perished with it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered, &quot;Thus was I affected, when my grandfather first read
+to me Hesiod's account of the Muses:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;'Far round, the dusky earth<br />
+Rings with their hymning voices; and beneath<br />
+Their many-rustling feet a pleasant sound<br />
+Ariseth, as they take their onward way<br />
+To their own father's presence.'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;I never after could hear the quivering of summer leaves, or the busy
+hum of insects, without thinking it was the echoed voices of those</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>'Thrice three sacred maids, whose minds are knit<br />
+In harmony; whose only thought is song.'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;There is a deep and hidden reason why the heart loves to invest every
+hill, and stream, and tree, with a mysterious principle of life. All
+earthly forms are but the clothing of some divine ideal; and this truth
+we <i>feel</i>, though we <i>know</i> it not. But when I spoke of Arcus and the
+Wood Nymph, I was thinking that Paralus had been the tree, on whose
+existence my own depended; and that now he was removed, I should not
+long remain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora burst into a passionate flood of tears. &quot;Oh, dearest Philothea,
+do not speak thus,&quot; she said. &quot;I shall indeed be left alone in the
+world. Who will guide me, who will protect me, who will love me when you
+are gone?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her friend endeavoured to calm these agitated feelings, by every
+soothing art her kindness could suggest.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I would rather suffer much in silence, than to give you unnecessary
+pain,&quot; she replied, affectionately: &quot;but I ought not to conceal from you
+that I am about to follow my beloved husband. In a short time, I shall
+not have sufficient strength to impart all I have to say. You will find
+my clothing and jewels done up in parcels, bearing the names of those
+for whom they are intended. My dowry returns to Chrysippus, who gave it;
+but Pericles has kindly given permission that everything else should be
+disposed of according to my own wishes. Several of my grandfather's
+manuscripts, and a copy of Herodotus, which I transcribed while I was in
+Ionia, are my farewell gifts to him. When the silver tripod, which
+Paralus gained as a prize for the best tragedy exhibited during the
+Dionysia, is returned to his father's house, let them be placed within
+it. The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift,) and the ivory
+lyre bestowed by Aspasia, are placed in his trust for the youthful
+Pericles; together with all the books and garments that belonged to his
+departed brother. In token of gratitude for the parental care of Clinias
+and his wife, I have bestowed on them the rich tripod received from
+Heliodora. In addition to the trifling memorials I have already sent to
+Melissa, and her artless little Zoila, you will find others prepared for
+you to deliver, when restored to your peaceful home in Elis. To my
+faithful Milza I have given all the garments and household goods suited
+to her condition. My grandfather's books have been divided, as he
+requested, between Plato and Phil&aelig;mon; the silver harp and the ivory
+tablet are likewise designed for them. Everything else belongs to you,
+dearest Eudora. Among many tokens of my affection, you will not value
+least the ivory cup lined with silver, which Phil&aelig;mon gave me when he
+departed from Athens. The clasp, representing the Naiades binding Eros
+in garlands, will, I trust, be worn at your marriage with Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With tearful eyes, Eudora answered, &quot;Oh, Philothea! in the days of my
+pride and gayety, I little knew what a treasure I threw from me, when I
+lost Phil&aelig;mon's love. Had it not been for my own perverse folly, I
+should at this moment be his happy, honoured wife. The hope of his
+forgiveness is now the only gleam of sunshine in a world of gloom; but I
+hardly dare to cherish it.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea kissed her affectionately, and said, &quot;Believe me, you will yet
+be united. Of this, there is an impression on my mind too strong to
+admit of doubt. If at times you are tempted to despond, remember these
+words were uttered by your friend, when she drew near the confines of
+another world: you will be united to Phil&aelig;mon.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As she spoke, Milza, who was occupied in the next apartment, sneezed
+aloud. The sound was at Eudora's right hand, and she received the
+auspicious omen with a sudden thrill of joy.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea observed her emotion with a gentle smile, and added: &quot;When we
+were at Elis, I wrote an epistle to Phil&aelig;mon, in which I spoke of you
+as my heart dictated; and Artaphernes found opportunity to send it
+directly into Persia.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden blushed deeply and painfully, as she replied, &quot;Nay, my
+dearest friend&mdash;you know that I must appear contemptible in his eyes;
+and I would not have insulted him with the offer of a heart, which he
+has reason to believe is so capricious and ungrateful.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Trust me, I said nothing whereby your modesty might be wounded,&quot;
+answered Philothea: &quot;I wrote as I was moved; and I felt strong assurance
+that my words would waken a response in Phil&aelig;mon's heart. But there is
+one subject, on which my mind is filled with foreboding. I hope you will
+leave Athens as soon as it is safe to return to Elis.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do you then fear that I would again dance over a pit, because it was
+artfully covered with garlands?&quot; said Eudora. &quot;Believe me, I have been
+tried with too many sorrows, and too long been bowed under a load of
+shame, to be again endangered by such treacherous snares.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea looked upon her affectionately, as she replied: &quot;You are good
+and pure; but you have ever been like a loving and graceful vine, ready
+to cling to its nearest support.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;'Tis you have made me so,&quot; rejoined Eudora, kissing her pale cheek: &quot;To
+you I have always applied for advice and instruction; and when you gave
+it, I felt confident and happy, as if led by the gods.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Then so much the more need that I should caution the weakness I have
+produced,&quot; responded Philothea. &quot;Should Aspasia gain access to you, when
+I am gone, she will try to convince you that happiness consists not in
+the duties we perform, but in the distinction we acquire; that my hopes
+of Elysium are all founded on fable; that my beloved Paralus has
+returned to the elements of which he was composed; that he nourishes the
+plants, and forms some of the innumerable particles of the atmosphere.
+I have seen him in my dreams, as distinctly, as I ever saw him; and I
+believe the same power that enabled me to see him when these poor eyes
+were veiled in slumber, will restore him to my vision when they are
+closed in eternal sleep. Aspasia will tell you I have been a beautiful
+but idle dreamer all my life. If you listen to her syren tongue, the
+secret guiding voice will be heard no more. She will make evil appear
+good, and good evil, until your soul will walk in perpetual twilight,
+unable to perceive the real size and character of any object.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Never,&quot; exclaimed Eudora. &quot;Never could she induce me to believe you an
+idle dreamer. Moreover, she will never again have opportunity to exert
+influence over me. The conversation I heard between her and Alcibiades
+is too well impressed upon my memory; and while that remains
+unforgotten, I shall shun them both, as I would shun a pestilence.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered: &quot;I do indeed believe that no blandishments will now
+make you a willing victim. But I have a secret dread of the character
+and power of Alcibiades. It is his boast that he never relinquishes a
+pursuit. I have often heard Pericles speak of his childish obstinacy and
+perseverance. He was one day playing at dice with other boys, when a
+loaded wagon came near. In a commanding tone, he ordered the driver to
+stop; and finding his injunctions disregarded, he laid down before the
+horses' feet, and told him to go on if he dared. The same character
+remains with him now. He will incur any hazard for the triumph of his
+own will. From his youth, he has been a popular idol; a circumstance
+which has doubtless increased the requirements of his passions, without
+diminishing the stubbornness of his temper. Milza tells me he has
+already inquired of her concerning your present residence and future
+intentions. Obstacles will only increase his eagerness and multiply his
+artifices.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I have asked Clinias, whose dwelling is so closely connected with our
+own, to supply the place of your distant guardian, while you remain in
+Athens. In Pericles you might likewise trust, if he were not so fatally
+under the influence of Aspasia. Men think so lightly of these matters, I
+sometimes fear they might both regard the persecutions of Alcibiades too
+trivial for their interference. For these reasons I wish you to return
+to Elis as soon as possible when I am gone.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's countenance kindled with indignation, as she listened to what
+Milza had told. In broken and contrite tones, she answered; &quot;Philothea,
+whatever trials I may suffer, my former folly deserves them all. But
+rest assured, whenever it pleases the gods to remove your counsel and
+protection, I will not abide in Athens a single hour after it is
+possible to leave with safety.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I find consolation in that assurance,&quot; replied Philothea; &quot;and I have
+strong belief that a divine shield will guard you from impending evil.
+And now I will go to my couch; for I am weary, and would fain be lulled
+with music.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora tenderly arranged the pillows, and played a succession of sweet
+and plaintive tunes, familiar to their childhood. Her friend listened
+with an expression of tranquil pleasure, slowly keeping time by the
+motion of her fingers, until she sunk into a peaceful sleep.</p>
+
+<p>After long and sweet repose, she awoke suddenly, and looking up with a
+beaming glance, exclaimed, &quot;I shall follow him soon!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora leaned over the couch, to inquire why she had spoken in such
+delighted accents.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea answered: &quot;I dreamed that I sat upon a bank of violets, with
+Paralus by my side; and he wove a garland and placed it on my head.
+Suddenly, golden sounds seemed floating in the air, melting into each
+other with liquid melody. It was such a scene as Paralus often
+described, when his soul lived apart from the body, and only returned at
+intervals, to bring strange tidings of its wanderings. I turned to tell
+him so; and I saw that we were both clothed in garments that shone like
+woven sunbeams. Then voices above us began to sing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>'Come hither, kindred spirits, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!'</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;Even after I awoke, I seemed to hear the chorus distinctly. It sounded
+like the voice of Paralus in his youth, when we used to sing together,
+to please my grandfather, as he sat by the side of that little sheltered
+brook, over whose bright waters the trees embrace each other in silent
+love. Dearest Eudora, I shall soon follow him.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden turned away to conceal her tears; for resignation to this
+bereavement seemed too hard a lesson for her suffering heart.</p>
+
+<p>For several weeks, there was no apparent change in Philothea's health or
+spirits. The same sad serenity remained&mdash;perpetually exciting the
+compassion it never seemed to ask. Each day the children of the
+neighbourhood brought their simple offering of flowers, with which she
+wove fresh garlands for the tomb of Paralus. When no longer able to
+visit the sepulchre herself, she intrusted them to the youthful
+Pericles, who reverently placed them on his brother's urn.</p>
+
+<p>The elder Pericles seemed to find peculiar solace in the conversation of
+his widowed daughter. Scarcely a day passed without an interview between
+them, and renewed indications of his affectionate solicitude.</p>
+
+<p>He came one day, attended by his son, on whom his desolated heart now
+bestowed a double portion of paternal love. They remained a long time,
+in earnest discourse; and when they departed, the boy was in tears.</p>
+
+<p>Philothea, with feeble steps, followed them to the portico, and gazed
+after them, as long as she could see a fold of their garments. As she
+turned to lean on Eudora's arm, she said, &quot;It is the last time I shall
+ever see them. It is the last. I have felt a sister's love for that dear
+boy. His heart is young and innocent.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>For a few hours after, she continued to talk with unusual animation, and
+her eyes beamed with an expression of inspired earnestness. At her
+request, Geta and Milza were called; and the faithful servants listened
+with mournful gratitude to her parting words of advice and consolation.</p>
+
+<p>At evening twilight, Eudora gave her a bunch of flowers, sent by the
+youthful Pericles. She took them with a smile, and said, &quot;How fragrant
+is their breath, and how beautiful their colours! I have heard that the
+Persians write their music in colours; and Paralus spoke the same
+concerning music in the spirit-world. Perchance there was heavenly
+melody written on this fair earth in the age of innocence; but mortals
+have now forgotten its language.&quot; Perceiving Eudora's thoughtful
+countenance, she said: &quot;Is my gentle friend disturbed, lest infant
+nymphs closed their brief existence when these stems were broken?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nay;&quot; replied Eudora: &quot;My heart is sad; but not for the perished genii
+of the flowers.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Philothea understood the import of her words; and pressing her hand
+affectionately, said, &quot;Your love has been as balm to my lonely heart;
+and let that remembrance comfort you, when I go hence. Listen in
+stillness to the whispered warnings of your attendant spirit, and he
+will never leave you. I am weary; and would fain repose on your
+affectionate bosom.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora gently placed her head as she desired; and carefully supporting
+the precious burden, she began to sing, in low and soothing tones.</p>
+
+<p>After some time, the quiet and regular respiration of the breath
+announced that the invalid had fallen into tranquil slumber. Milza came,
+to ask if the lamps were wanted; but receiving a silent signal from
+Eudora, she crept noiselessly away.</p>
+
+<p>For more than an hour, there was perfect stillness, as the shades of
+evening deepened. All at once, the room was filled with soft, clear
+light! Eudora turned her head quickly, to discover whence it came; but
+could perceive no apparent cause for the sudden radiance.</p>
+
+<p>With an undefined feeling of awe, she looked in the countenance of her
+friend. It was motionless as marble; but never had she seen anything so
+beautiful, and so unearthly.</p>
+
+<p>As she gazed, doubting whether this could indeed be death, there was a
+sound of music in the air&mdash;distinct, yet blended, like the warbling of
+birds in the spring-time.</p>
+
+<p>It was the tune Paralus had learned from celestial harps; and even after
+the last note floated away, Eudora seemed to hear the well-remembered
+words:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Come hither, kindred spirit, come!<br />
+Hail to the mystic two in one!</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XVIII.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Take courage I no vain dream hast thou beheld,<br />
+But in thy sleep a truth.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HOMER.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>At the time of Philothea's death, Pand&aelig;nus, the nephew of Phidias, was
+in Athens, intending soon to return to Elis, in company with an
+ambassador bound to Laced&aelig;mon; and Eudora resolved to avail herself of
+this opportunity to follow the farewell advice of her friend. As the
+time for departure was near at hand, no change was made in household
+arrangements; and though the desolate maiden at times experienced
+sensations of extreme loneliness, the near vicinity of Clinias and
+Ph&oelig;narete left her no fears concerning adequate protection.</p>
+
+<p>This confidence seemed well grounded; yet not many days after the
+funeral solemnities, Eudora suddenly disappeared. She had gone out, as
+usual, to gather flowers for the tomb of the beloved sleeper; and not
+rinding sufficient variety in the garden, had wandered into a small
+field adjoining. Milza was the first to observe that her absence was
+unusually protracted. She mentioned her anxiety to Geta, who immediately
+went out in search of his young mistress; but soon returned, saying she
+was neither in the house of Clinias, nor in the neighbouring fields, nor
+at the Fountain of Callirh&ouml;e.</p>
+
+<p>The faithful attendants at once suspected treachery in Alcibiades. &quot;I
+never rightly understood what was the difficulty, when Eudora was locked
+up in her chamber, and Lucos chained to the door,&quot; said Geta; &quot;but from
+what I could hear, I know that Phidias was very angry with Alcibiades.
+Many a time I've heard him say that he would always have his own way,
+either by a straight course or a crooked one.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And my good old master used to say he had changed but little since he
+was a boy, when he made the wagoner turn back, by lying down in front of
+his horses,&quot; rejoined Milza: &quot;I thought of that, when Alcibiades came
+and drank at the Fountain, while I was filling my urn. You remember I
+told you that he just tasted of the water, for a pretence, and then
+began to inquire where Eudora was, and whether she would remain in
+Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After some further consultation, it was deemed best for Milza to request
+a private interview with Ph&oelig;narete, during which she freely expressed
+her fears. The wife of Clinias, though connected by marriage with the
+house of Alcibiades, was far from resenting the imputation, or
+pretending that she considered it groundless. Her feelings were at once
+excited for the lonely orphan girl, whose beauty, vivacity, and
+gentleness, had won upon her heart; and she readily promised assistance
+in any plan for her relief, provided it met the approbation of her
+husband.</p>
+
+<p>There was in Salamis a large mansion built by Eurysaces, the ancestor of
+Alcibiades, by whom it had been lately purchased, and repaired for a
+summer residence. Report said that many a fair maiden had been decoyed
+within its walls, and retained a prisoner. This place was guarded by
+several powerful dogs, and vigilant servants were always stationed at
+the gates. Milza proposed to disguise herself as much as possible, and,
+with a basket on her head, go thither to offer fish for sale. Geta,
+being afraid to accompany her, hired an honest boatman to convey her to
+the island, and wait till she was ready to return to Athens.</p>
+
+<p>As she approached the walls of the mansion, the dogs began to growl, but
+were soon silenced by the porters. Without answering the indecent jibes,
+with which they greeted her ears as she passed along, the little
+fish-woman balanced her basket on her head, and began carelessly to sing
+some snatches of a hymn to Amphitrite. It was a tune of which Eudora was
+particularly fond; and often when Milza was humming it over her work,
+her soft and sonorous voice had been heard responding from the inner
+apartment.</p>
+
+<p>She had scarcely finished the first verse, ere the chorus was repeated
+by some one within the dwelling; and she recognized the half-suppressed
+growl of Hylax, as if his barking had been checked by some cautious
+hand. Afraid to attract attention by a prolonged stay, Milza passed
+along and entered the servants' apartment. Having sold a portion of her
+fish, and lingered as long as she dared in conversation with the cooks,
+she returned slowly in the same direction, singing as she went, and
+carefully observing everything around her. She was just beginning to
+fear the impossibility of obtaining any solution of her doubts, when she
+saw a leaf fluttering near the ground, as if its motions were impelled
+by some other cause than the wind. Approaching nearer, she perceived
+that it was let down from a grated opening in the wall above, by a
+small thread, with a little ball of wax attached to it for a weight. She
+examined the leaf, and discovered certain letters pricked upon it; and
+when the string was pulled gently, it immediately dropped upon her arm.
+At the same time, a voice, which she distinctly recognized as Eudora's,
+was heard singing:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>On a rock, amid the roaring water,<br />
+Lies Cassiopea's gentle daughter.</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>Milza had just begun to sing, &quot;Bold Perseus comes,&quot; when she perceived a
+servant crossing the court, and deemed it prudent to retire in silence.
+She carefully preserved the leaf, and immediately after her return
+hastened to the apartment of Ph&oelig;narete, to obtain an explanation. That
+matron, like most Grecian women, was ignorant of her own written
+language. The leaf was accordingly placed in a vessel of water, to
+preserve its freshness until Clinias returned from the Prytaneum. He
+easily distinguished the name of Pand&aelig;nus joined with his own; and
+having heard the particulars of the story, had no difficulty in
+understanding that Milza was directed to apply to them for assistance.
+He readily promised to intercede with his profligate kinsman, and
+immediately sent messengers in search of Pand&aelig;nus.</p>
+
+<p>Geta awaited intelligence with extreme impatience. He was grateful for
+many an act of kindness from Eudora; and he could not forget that she
+had been the cherished favourite of his beloved and generous master.</p>
+
+<p>At night, Clinias returned from a conference with Alcibiades, in which
+the latter denied all knowledge of Eudora; and it seemed hazardous to
+institute legal inquiries into the conduct of a man so powerful and so
+popular, without further evidence than had yet been obtained. Pand&aelig;nus
+could not be found. At the house where he usually resided, no
+information could be obtained, except that he went out on the preceding
+evening, and had not returned as usual.</p>
+
+<p>During that night, and part of the following day, the two faithful
+attendants remained in a state of melancholy indecision. At last, Geta
+said, &quot;I will go once more in search of Pand&aelig;nus; and if he has not yet
+returned, I have resolved what to do. To-day I saw one of the slaves of
+Artaphernes buying olives; and he said he must have the very best,
+because his master was to give a feast to-night. Among other guests, he
+spoke of Alcibiades; and he is one that is always sure to stay late at
+his wine. While he is feasting, I will go to Salamis. His steward often
+bought anchovies of me at Phalerum. He is a countryman of mine; and I
+know he is as avaricious as an Odomantian. I think money will bribe him
+to carry a message to Eudora, and to place a ladder near the outer wall
+for her escape. He is intrusted with all the keys, and can do it if he
+will. And if he can get gold enough by it, I believe he will trust
+Hermes to help him settle with his master, as he has done many a time
+before this. I will be in readiness at the Triton's Cove, and bring her
+back to Athens as fast as oars can fly.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do so, dear Geta,&quot; replied Milza; &quot;but disguise yourself from the other
+servants, and take with you the robe and veil that I wear to market.
+Then if Eudora could only walk a little more like a fish-woman, she
+might pass very well. But be sure you do not pay the steward till you
+have her at the boat's edge; for he that will play false games with his
+master, may do the same by you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Necessary arrangements were speedily made. Geta resolved to offer the
+earnings of his whole life as a bribe, rather than intrust the secret of
+his bold expedition to any of the household of Clinias; and Milza,
+fearful that their own store would not prove a sufficient temptation,
+brought forth a sum of money found in Eudora's apartment, together with
+a valuable necklace, which had been a birth-day present from Phidias.</p>
+
+<p>It was past midnight when three figures emerged from the shadow of the
+high wall surrounding the mansion of Alcibiades, and with cautious haste
+proceeded toward the cove. Before they could arrive at the beach, a
+large and gaily-trimmed boat was seen approaching the shore, from the
+direction of the Pir&aelig;us. It was flaming with torches; and a band of
+musicians poured out upon the undulating waters a rich flood of melody,
+rendered more distinct and soft by the liquid element over which it
+floated. One of the fugitives immediately turned, and disappeared within
+the walls they had left; the other two concealed themselves in a thick
+grove, the darkness of which was deepened by the glare of torches along
+its borders. A man richly dressed, with several fillets on his head, and
+crowned with a garland of violets, ivy, and myrtle, stepped from the
+boat, supported by the arm of a slave. His countenance was flushed with
+wine, and as he reeled along, he sung aloud:</p>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&quot;Have I told you all my flames,<br />
+'Mong the amorous Syrian dames?<br />
+Have I numbered every one<br />
+Glowing under Egypt's sun!<br />
+Or the nymphs, who, blushing sweet,<br />
+Deck the shrine of Love in Crete&mdash;<br />
+Where the God, with festal play,<br />
+Holds eternal holiday?&quot;</p>
+</blockquote>
+
+<p>&quot;Castor and Polydeuces!&quot; whispered Geta, &quot;there goes Alcibiades. He has
+returned from his wine earlier than usual; but so blinded by the merry
+god, that he would not have known us, if we had faced the glare of his
+torches.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, hasten! hasten!&quot; said Eudora, weeping and trembling, as she spoke.
+&quot;I beseech you do not let a moment be lost.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As Alcibiades and his train disappeared, they left the grove, and
+hurried toward their boat; keeping as much as possible within the shadow
+of the trees. They reached the cove in safety, and Geta rowed with
+unwonted energy; but he was single-handed, and Salamis was many stadia
+from Athens. Long before he arrived at the place were he had been
+accustomed to land, they heard the sound of distant oars plied with
+furious rapidity.</p>
+
+<p>They landed, and with the utmost haste proceeded toward the city.
+Eudora, fearful of being overtaken, implored Geta to seek refuge behind
+the pillars of Poseidon's temple. Carefully concealing themselves in the
+dense shadow, they remained without speaking, and almost without
+breathing, until their pursuers had passed by. The moment these were out
+of hearing, they quitted their hiding-place, and walked swiftly along
+the Pir&aelig;us. Intense fear imparted a degree of strength, which the
+maiden, under other circumstances, would have hardly deemed it possible
+to exert. She did not for a moment relax her speed, until they came
+within sight of the Areopagus, and heard noisy shouts, apparently not
+far distant. Eudora, sinking with fatigue and terror, entreated Geta not
+to attempt any approach to the house of Clinias, where her enemies would
+certainly be lying in wait for them. With uncertain steps they proceeded
+toward the great Gate of the Acropolis, until the helpless maiden,
+frightened at the approaching noise, stopped suddenly, and burst into a
+flood of tears.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There is one place of safety, if you have courage to try it,&quot; said
+Geta: &quot;We are nearly under the Propyl&aelig;a; and close beside us is the
+grotto of Cre&uuml;sa. Few dare to enter it in the day-time, and no profane
+steps will venture to pass the threshold after nightfall; for it is said
+the gods often visit it, and fill it with strange sights and sounds.
+Shall we enter?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>It was a windy night, and the clouds that occasionally passed over the
+face of the moon gave the earth a dreary aspect. The high wall under
+which they stood seemed to frown gloomily upon them, and the long flight
+of white marble steps, leading from the Propyl&aelig;a, looked cold and
+cheerless beneath the fitful gleamings of the moon.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora hesitated, and looked timidly around; but as the sound of riotous
+voices came nearer, she seized Geta's arm, and exclaimed, in hurried
+accents, &quot;The gods protect me! Let us enter.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Within the grotto, all was total darkness. Having groped their way a
+short distance from the entrance, they found a large rock, on which
+they seated themselves. The voices approached nearer, and their
+discordant revelry had an awful sound amid the echoes of the grotto.
+These gradually died away in the distance, and were heard no more.</p>
+
+<p>When all was perfectly still, Eudora, in whispered accents, informed
+Geta that she had been seized, as she stooped to gather flowers within
+sight of her own dwelling. Two men suddenly started up from behind a
+wall, and one covered her mouth, while the other bound her hands. They
+made a signal to a third, who came with two attendants and a curtained
+chariot, in which she was immediately conveyed to a solitary place on
+the seashore, and thence to Salamis. Two men sat beside her, and held
+her fast, so as to prevent any possibility of communication with the few
+people passing at that early hour.</p>
+
+<p>Arrived at the place of destination, she was shut up in a large
+apartment, luxuriously furnished. Alcibiades soon visited her, with an
+affectation of the most scrupulous respect, urging the plea of ardent
+love as an excuse for his proceedings.</p>
+
+<p>Aware that she was completely in his power, she concealed her
+indignation and contempt, and allowed him to indulge the hope that her
+affections might be obtained, if she were entirely convinced of his wish
+to atone for the treachery and violence with which she had been treated.</p>
+
+<p>Milza's voice had been recognized the moment she began to sing; and she
+at once conjectured the object that led her thither. But when hour after
+hour passed without any tidings from Pand&aelig;nus or Clinias, she was in a
+state of anxiety bordering on distraction; for she soon perceived
+sufficient indication that the smooth hypocrisy of Alcibiades was
+assumed but for a short period.</p>
+
+<p>She had already determined on an effort to bribe the servants, when the
+steward came stealthily to her room, and offered to convey her to the
+Triton's Cove, provided she would promise to double the sum already
+offered by Geta. To this she eagerly assented, without even inquiring
+the amount; and he, fearful of detection, scarcely allowed time to throw
+Milza's robe and veil over her own.</p>
+
+<p>Having thus far effected her escape, Eudora was extremely anxious that
+Pand&aelig;nus and Clinias should be informed of her place of retreat, as soon
+as the morning dawned. When Geta told her that Pand&aelig;nus had disappeared
+as suddenly as herself, and no one knew whither, she replied, &quot;This,
+too, is the work of Alcibiades.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Their whispered conversation was stopped by the barking of a dog, to
+which the echoes of the cavern gave a frightful appearance of nearness.
+Each instinctively touched the other's arm, as a signal for silence.
+When all was again quiet, Geta whispered, &quot;It is well for us they were
+not witty enough to bring Hylax with them; for the poor fellow would
+certainly have betrayed us.&quot; This circumstance warned them of the danger
+of listeners, and few more words were spoken.</p>
+
+<p>The maiden, completely exhausted by the exertions she had made, laid her
+head on the shoulder of her attendant, and slept until the morning
+twilight became perceptible through the crevices of the rocks.</p>
+
+<p>At the first approach of day, she implored Geta to hasten to the house
+of Clinias, and ask his protection: for she feared to venture herself
+abroad, without the presence of some one whose rank and influence would
+be respected by Alcibiades.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Before I go,&quot; replied Geta, &quot;let me find a secure hiding-place for you;
+for though I shall soon return, in the meantime those may enter whose
+presence may be dangerous.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You forget that this is a sacred place,&quot; rejoined Eudora, in tones that
+betrayed fear struggling with her confidence.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;There are men, with whom nothing is sacred,&quot; answered Geta; &quot;and many
+such are now in Athens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The cavern was deep, and wide. As they passed along, the dawning light
+indistinctly revealed statues of Ph&oelig;bus and Pan, with altars of pure
+white marble. At the farthest extremity, stood a trophy of shields,
+helmets, and spears, placed there by Miltiades, in commemoration of his
+victory at Marathon. It was so formed as to be hollow in the centre, and
+Geta proposed that the timid maiden should creep in at the side, and
+stand upright. She did so, and it proved an effectual screen from head
+to foot. Having taken this prudent precaution, the faithful attendant
+departed, with a promise to return as soon as possible. But hour after
+hour elapsed, and he came not. As Eudora peeped through the chinks of
+the trophy, she perceived from the entrance of the cave glowing streaks
+of light, that indicated approaching noon. Yet all remained still, save
+the echoed din of noises in the city; and no one came to her relief.</p>
+
+<p>Not long after the sun had begun to decline from its meridian, two men
+entered, whom she recognized as among the individuals that had seized
+and conveyed her to Salamis. As they looked carefully all around the
+cave, Eudora held her breath, and her heart throbbed violently.
+Perceiving no one, they knelt for a moment before the altars, and
+hastily retreated, with indications of fear; for the accusations of
+guilty minds were added to the usual terrors of this subterranean abode
+of the gods.</p>
+
+<p>The day was fading into twilight, when a feeble old man came, with a
+garland on his head, and invoked the blessing of Ph&oelig;bus. He was
+accompanied by a boy, who laid his offering of flowers and fruit on the
+altar of Pan, with an expression of countenance that showed how much he
+was alarmed by the presence of that fear-inspiring deity.</p>
+
+<p>After they had withdrawn, no other footsteps approached the sacred
+place. Anxiety of mind, and bodily weariness, more than once tempted
+Eudora to go out and mingle with the throng continually passing through
+the city. But the idea that Geta might arrive, and be perplexed by her
+absence, combined with the fear of lurking spies, kept her motionless,
+until the obscurity of the grotto gave indication that the shadows of
+twilight were deepening.</p>
+
+<p>During the day, she had observed near the trophy a heap of withered
+laurel branches and wreaths, with which the altar and statue of Ph&oelig;bus
+had been at various times adorned. Overcome with fatigue, and desirous
+to change a position, which from its uniformity had become extremely
+painful, she resolved to lie down upon the rugged rock, with the sacred
+garlands for a pillow. She shuddered to remember the lizards and other
+reptiles she had seen crawling, through the day; but the universal fear
+of entering Cre&uuml;sa's grotto after nightfall, promised safety from human
+intrusion; and the desolate maiden laid herself down to repose, in such
+a state of mind that she would have welcomed a poisonous reptile, if it
+brought the slumbers of death. It seemed to her that she was utterly
+solitary and friendless; persecuted by men, and forsaken by the gods.</p>
+
+<p>By degrees, all sounds died away, save the melancholy hooting of owls,
+mingled occasionally with the distant barking and howling of dogs.
+Alone, in stillness and total darkness, memory revealed herself with
+wonderful power. The scenes of her childhood; the chamber in which she
+had slept; figures she had embroidered and forgotten; tunes that had
+been silent for years; thoughts and feelings long buried; Phil&aelig;mon's
+smile; the serene countenance of Philothea; the death-bed of Phidias;
+and a thousand other images of the past, came before her with all the
+vividness of present reality. Exhausted in mind and body, she could not
+long endure this tide of recollection. Covering her face with her hands,
+she sobbed convulsively, as she murmured, &quot;Oh, Philothea! why didst thou
+leave me? My guide, my only friend! oh, where art thou!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>A gentle strain of music, scarcely audible, seemed to make reply. Eudora
+raised her head to listen&mdash;and lo! the whole grotto was filled with
+light; so brilliant that every feather in the arrow of Ph&oelig;bus might be
+counted, and the gilded horns and star of Pan were radiant as the sun.</p>
+
+<p>Her first thought was that she had slept until noon. She rubbed her
+eyes, and glanced at the pedestal of a statue, on which she distinctly
+read the inscription: &quot;Here Miltiades placed me, Pan, the goat-footed
+god of Arcadia, who warred with the Athenians against the Medes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Frightened at the possibility of having overslept herself, she started
+up, and was about to seek the shelter of the trophy, when Paralus and
+Philothea stood before her! They were clothed in bright garments, with
+garlands on their heads. His arm was about her waist, and hers rested on
+his shoulder. There was a holy beauty in their smile, from which a
+protecting influence seemed to emanate, that banished mortal fear.</p>
+
+<p>In sweet, low tones, they both said, as if with one voice, &quot;Seek
+Artaphernes, the Persian.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dearest Philothea, I scarcely know his countenance,&quot; replied the
+maiden.</p>
+
+<p>Again the bright vision repeated, &quot;Seek Artaphernes, nothing doubting.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The sounds ceased; the light began to fade; it grew more and more dim,
+till all was total darkness. For a long time, Eudora remained intensely
+wakeful, but inspired with a new feeling of confidence and hope, that
+rendered her oblivious of all earthly cares. Whence it came, she neither
+knew nor asked; for such states preclude all inquiry concerning their
+own nature and origin.</p>
+
+<p>After awhile, she fell into a tranquil slumber, in which she dreamed of
+torrents crossed in safety, and of rugged, thorny paths, that ended in
+blooming gardens. She was awakened by the sound of a troubled, timid
+voice, saying, &quot;Eudora! Eudora!&quot;</p>
+
+<p>She listened a moment, and answered, &quot;Is it you, Milza?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Oh, blessed be the sound of your voice,&quot; replied the peasant. &quot;Where
+are you? Let me take your hand; for I am afraid in this awful place.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Don't be frightened, my good Milza. I have had joyful visions here,&quot;
+rejoined the maiden. She reached out her arms as she spoke, and
+perceived that her companion trembled exceedingly. &quot;May the gods protect
+us!&quot; whispered she; &quot;but it is a fearful thing to come here in the
+night-time. All the gold of Croesus would not have tempted me, if Geta
+had not charged me to do it, to save you from starving.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;You are indeed kind friends,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;and the only ones I have
+left in this world. If ever I get safely back to Elis, you shall be to
+me as brother and sister.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, dear lady,&quot; replied the peasant, &quot;you have ever been a good friend
+to us;&mdash;and there is one that sleeps, who never spoke an ungentle word
+to any of us. When her strength was almost gone, she bade me love
+Eudora, even as I had loved her; and the gods know that for her sake
+Milza would have died. Ph&oelig;bus protect me, but this is an awful place to
+speak of those who sleep. It must be near the dawn; but it is fearfully
+dark here. Where is your hand? I have brought some bread and figs, and
+this little arabyllus of water mixed with Lesbian wine. Eat; for you
+must be almost famished.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora took the refreshment, but ere she tasted it, inquired, &quot;Why did
+not Geta come, as he promised?&quot; Milza began to weep.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Has evil befallen him?&quot; said Eudora, in tones of alarm.</p>
+
+<p>The afflicted wife sobbed out, &quot;Poor Geta! Poor, dear Geta! I dreaded to
+come into this cavern; but then I thought if I died, it would be well,
+if we could but die together.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Do tell me what has happened,&quot; said Eudora: &quot;Am I doomed to bring
+trouble upon all who love me? Tell me, I entreat you.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Milza, weeping as she spoke, then proceeded to say that Alcibiades had
+discovered Eudora's escape immediately after his return from the feast
+of Artaphernes. He was in a perfect storm of passion, and threatened
+every one of the servants with severe punishment, to extort confession.
+The steward received a few keen lashes, notwithstanding his
+protestations of innocence. But he threatened to appeal to the
+magistrates for another master; and Alcibiades, unwilling to lose the
+services of this bold and artful slave, restrained his anger, even when
+it was at its greatest height.</p>
+
+<p>To appease his master's displeasure, the treacherous fellow acknowledged
+that Geta had been seen near the walls, and that his boat had been lying
+at the Triton's Cove.</p>
+
+<p>In consequence of this information, men were instantly ordered in
+pursuit, with orders to lie in wait for the fugitives, if they could not
+be overtaken before morning. When Geta left Cre&uuml;sa's Grotto, he was
+seized before he reached the house of Clinias.</p>
+
+<p>Milza knew nothing of these proceedings, but had remained anxiously
+waiting till the day was half spent. Then she learned that Alcibiades
+had claimed Eudora and Geta as his slaves, by virtue of a debt due to
+him from Phidias, for a large quantity of ivory; and notwithstanding the
+efforts of Clinias in their favour, the Court of Forty Four, in the
+borough of Alcibiades, decided that he had a right to retain them, until
+the debt was paid, or until the heir appeared to show cause why it
+should not be paid. &quot;The gods have blessed Clinias with abundant
+wealth,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;Did he offer nothing to save the innocent?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Dear lady,&quot; replied Milza, &quot;Alcibiades demands such an immense sum for
+the ivory, that he says he might as well undertake to build the wall of
+Hipparchus, as to pay it. But I have not told you the most cruel part of
+the story. Geta has been tied to a ladder, and shockingly whipped, to
+make him tell where you were concealed. He said he would not do it, if
+he died. I believe they had the will to kill him; but one of the young
+slaves, whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted, was resolved to make
+complaint to the magistrates, and demand another master. She helped Geta
+to escape: they have both taken refuge in the Temple of Theseus. Geta
+dared trust no one but me to carry a message to Clinias. I told him he
+supped with Pericles to-night; and he would not suffer me to go there,
+lest Alcibiades should be among the guests.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am glad he gave you that advice,&quot; said Eudora; &quot;for though Pericles
+might be willing to serve me, for Philothea's sake, I fear if he once
+learned the secret, it would soon be in Aspasia's keeping.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And that would be all the same as telling Alcibiades himself,&quot; rejoined
+Milza. &quot;But I must tell you that I did not know of poor Geta's
+sufferings until many hours after they happened. Since he went to
+Salamis in search of you, I have not seen him until late this evening.
+He is afraid to leave the altar, lest he should fall into the hands of
+his enemies; and that is the reason he sent me to bring you food. He
+expects to be a slave again; but having been abused by Alcibiades, he
+claims the privilege of the law to be transferred to another master.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora wept bitterly, to think she had no power to rescue her faithful
+attendant from a condition he dreaded worse than death.</p>
+
+<p>Milza endeavoured, in her own artless way, to soothe the distress her
+words had excited. &quot;In all Geta's troubles, he thinks more of you than
+he does of himself,&quot; said she. &quot;He bade me convey you to the house of a
+wise woman from Thessalia, who lives near the Sacred Gate; for he says
+she can tell us what it is best to do. She has learned of magicians in
+foreign lands. They say she can compound potions that will turn hatred
+into love; and that the power of her enchantments is so great, she can
+draw the moon down from the sky.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Nevertheless, I shall not seek her counsel,&quot; replied the maiden; &quot;for I
+have heard a better oracle.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When she had given an account of the vision in the cave, the peasant
+asked, in a low and trembling voice, &quot;Did it not make you afraid?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Not in the least,&quot; answered Eudora; &quot;and therefore I am doubtful
+whether it were a vision or a dream. I spoke to Philothea just as I used
+to do; without remembering that she had died. She left me more composed
+and happy than I have been for many days. Even if it were a vision, I
+do not marvel that the spirit of one so pure and peaceful should be less
+terrific than the ghost of Medea or Clytemnestra.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And the light shone all at once!&quot; exclaimed Milza, eagerly. &quot;Trust to
+it, dear lady&mdash;trust to it. A sudden brightness hath ever been a happy
+omen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Two baskets, filled with Copaic eels and anchovies, had been deposited
+near the mouth of the cavern; and with the first blush of morning, the
+fugitives offered prayers to Ph&oelig;bus and Pan, and went forth with the
+baskets on their heads, as if they sought the market. Eudora, in her
+haste, would have stepped across the springs that bubbled from the
+rocks; but Milza held her back, saying, &quot;Did you never hear that these
+brooks are Cre&uuml;sa's tears? When the unhappy daughter of Erectheus left
+her infant in this cave to perish, she wept as she departed; and
+Ph&oelig;bus, her immortal lover, changed her tears to rills. For this
+reason, the water has ever been salt to the taste. It is a bad omen to
+wet the foot in these springs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Thus warned, Eudora turned aside, and took a more circuitous path.</p>
+
+<p>It happened, fortunately, that the residence of Artaphernes stood behind
+the temple of Asclepius, at a short distance from Cre&uuml;sa's Grotto; and
+they felt assured that no one would think of searching for them within
+the dwelling of the Persian stranger. They arrived at the gate without
+question or hindrance; but found it fastened. To their anxious minds,
+the time they were obliged to wait seemed like an age; but at last the
+gate was opened, and they preferred a humble request to see
+Artaphernes. Eudora, being weary of her load, stooped to place the
+basket of fish on a bench, and her veil accidentally dropped. The porter
+touched her under the chin, and said, with a rude laugh, &quot;Do you
+suppose, my pretty dolphin, that Artaphernes buys his own dinner?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's eyes flashed fire at this familiarity; but checking her natural
+impetuosity, she replied, &quot;It was not concerning the fish that I wished
+to speak to your master. We have business of importance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The servant gave a significant glance, more insulting than his former
+freedom. &quot;Oh, yes, business of importance, no doubt,&quot; said he; &quot;but do
+you suppose, my little Nereid, that the servant of the Great King is
+himself a vender of fish, that he should leave his couch at an hour so
+early as this?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora slipped a ring from her finger, and putting it in his hand, said,
+in a confidential tone, &quot;I am not a fish-woman. I am here in disguise. Go
+to your master, and conjure him, if he ever had a daughter that he
+loved, to hear the petition of an orphan, who is in great distress.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The man's deportment immediately changed; and as he walked away, he
+muttered to himself, &quot;She don't look nor speak like one brought up at
+the gates; that's certain.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora and Milza remained in the court for a long time, but with far
+less impatience than they had waited at the gate. At length the servant
+returned, saying his master was now ready to see them. Eudora followed,
+in extreme agitation, with her veil folded closely about her; and when
+they were ushered into the presence of Artaphernes, the embarrassment
+of her situation deprived her of the power of utterance. With much
+kindness of voice and manner, the venerable stranger said: &quot;My servant
+told me that one of you was an orphan, and had somewhat to ask of me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora replied: &quot;O Persian stranger, I am indeed a lonely orphan, in the
+power of mine enemies; and I have been warned by a vision to come hither
+for assistance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Something in her words, or voice, seemed to excite surprise, mingled
+with deeper feelings; and the old man's countenance grew more troubled,
+as she continued: &quot;Perhaps you may recollect a maiden that sung at
+Aspasia's house, to whom you afterwards sent a veil of shining texture?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Ah, yes,&quot; he replied, with a deep sigh: &quot;I do recollect it. They told
+me she was Eudora, the daughter of Phidias.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I am Eudora, the adopted daughter of Phidias,&quot; rejoined the maiden. &quot;My
+benefactor is dead, and I am friendless.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Who were your parents?&quot; inquired the Persian.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;I never knew them,&quot; she replied. &quot;I was stolen from the Ionian coast by
+Greek pirates. I was a mere infant when Phidias bought me.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In a voice almost suffocated with emotion, Artaphernes asked, &quot;Were you
+<i>then</i> named Eudora?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden's heart began to flutter with a new and strange hope, as she
+replied, &quot;No one knew my name. In my childish prattle, I called myself
+Baby Minta.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old man started from his seat&mdash;his colour went and came&mdash;and every
+joint trembled. He seemed to make a strong effort to check some sudden
+impulse. After collecting himself for a moment, he said, &quot;Maiden, you
+have the voice of one I dearly loved; and it has stirred the deepest
+fountains of my heart. I pray you, let me see your countenance.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>As Eudora threw off the veil, her long glossy hair fell profusely over
+her neck and shoulders, and her beautiful face was flushed with eager
+expectation.</p>
+
+<p>The venerable Persian gazed at her for an instant, and then clasped her
+to his bosom. The tears fell fast, as he exclaimed, &quot;Artaminta! My
+daughter! My daughter! Image of thy blessed mother! I have sought for
+thee throughout the world, and at last I believed thee dead. My only
+child! My long-lost, my precious one! May the blessing of Oromasdes be
+upon thee.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XIX.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>Whate'er thou givest, generous let it be.</p>
+
+<p align="right">EURIPIDES.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>When it was rumoured that Artaphernes had ransomed Eudora and Geta, by
+offering the entire sum demanded for the ivory, many a jest circulated
+in the agoras, at the expense of the old man who had given such an
+enormous price for a handsome slave; but when it became known, that he
+had, in some wonderful and mysterious manner, discovered a long-lost
+daughter, the tide of public feeling was changed.</p>
+
+<p>Alcibiades at once remitted his claim, which in fact never had any
+foundation in justice; he having accepted two statues in payment for the
+ivory, previous to the death of Phidias. He likewise formally asked
+Eudora in marriage; humbly apologizing for the outrage he had committed,
+and urging the vehemence of his love as an extenuation of the fault.</p>
+
+<p>Artaphernes had power to dispose of his daughter without even making any
+inquiry concerning the state of her affections; but the circumstances of
+his past life induced him to forbear the exercise of his power.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;My dear child,&quot; said he, &quot;it was my own misfortune to suffer by an
+ill-assorted marriage. In early youth, my parents united me with
+Artaynta, a Persian lady, whose affections had been secretly bestowed
+upon a near kinsman. Her parents knew of this fact, but mine were
+ignorant of it. It ended in wretchedness and disgrace. To avoid the
+awful consequences of guilt, she and her lover eloped to some distant
+land, where I never attempted to follow them.</p>
+
+<p>Some time after, the Great King was graciously pleased to appoint me
+Governor of the sea-coast in Asia Minor. I removed to Ephesus, where I
+saw and loved your blessed mother, the beautiful Antiope, daughter of
+Diophanes, priest of Zeus. I saw her accidentally at a fountain, and
+watched her unobserved, while she bathed the feet of her little sister.
+Though younger than myself, she reciprocated the love she had inspired.
+Her father consented to our union; and for a few years I enjoyed as
+great happiness as Oromasdes ever bestows on mortals. You were our only
+child; named Artaminta, in remembrance of my mother. You were scarcely
+two years old, when you and your nurse suddenly disappeared. As several
+other women and children were lost at the same time, we supposed that
+you were stolen by pirates. All efforts to ascertain your fate proved
+utterly fruitless. As moon after moon passed away, bringing no tidings
+of our lost treasure, Antiope grew more and more hopeless. She was a
+gentle, tender-hearted being, that complained little and suffered much.
+At last, she died broken-hearted.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>After remaining in silent thoughtfulness for a few moments, he added:
+&quot;Of my two sons by Artaynta, one died in childhood; the other was killed
+in battle, before I came to Athens. I had never ceased my exertions to
+discover you; but after I became childless, it was the cherished object
+of existence. Some information received from Ph&oelig;nician sailors led to
+the conclusion that I owed my misfortune to Greek pirates; and when the
+Great King informed me that he had need of services in Athens, I
+cherfully undertook the mission.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Having suffered severely in my own marriage, I would not willingly
+endanger your happiness by any unreasonable exercise of parental
+authority. Alcibiades is handsome, rich, and of high rank. How do you
+regard his proposal of marriage?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The colour mounted high in Eudora's cheek, and she answered hastily, &quot;As
+easily could I consent to be the wife of Tereus, after his brutal
+outrage on the helpless Philomela. I have nothing but contempt to bestow
+on the man who persecuted me when I was friendless, and flatters me when
+I have wealthy friends.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Artaphernes replied, &quot;I knew not how far you might consider violent love
+an excuse for base proceedings; but I rejoice to see that you have pride
+becoming your noble birth. For another reason, it gives me happiness to
+find you ill-disposed toward this match; for duty will soon call me to
+Persia, and having just recovered you in a manner so miraculous, it
+would be a grievous sacrifice to relinquish you so soon. But am I so
+fortunate as to find you willing to return with me? Are there no strong
+ties that bind your heart to Athens?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Perceiving that Eudora blushed deeply, he added, in an inquiring tone,
+&quot;Clinias told me to-day, that Phidias wished to unite you with that
+gifted artist, his nephew Pand&aelig;nus?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The maiden replied, &quot;I have many reasons to be grateful to Pand&aelig;nus;
+and it was painful to refuse compliance with the wishes of my
+benefactor; but if Phidias had commanded me to obey him in this
+instance, my happiness would have been sacrificed. Of all countries in
+the world, there is none I so much wish to visit as Persia. Of that you
+may rest assured, my father.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The old man looked upon her affectionately, and his eyes filled with
+tears, as he exclaimed, &quot;Oromasdes be praised, that I am once more
+permitted to hear that welcome sound! No music is so pleasant to my ears
+as that word&mdash;father. Zoroaster tells us that children are a bridge
+joining this earth to a heavenly paradise, filled with fresh springs and
+blooming gardens. Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices
+call him father! But, my daughter, why is it that the commands of
+Phidias would have made you unhappy? Speak frankly, Artaminta; lest
+hereafter there should be occasion to mourn that we misunderstood each
+other.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora then told all the particulars of her attachment to Phil&aelig;mon, and
+her brief infatuation with regard to Alcibiades. Artaphernes evinced no
+displeasure at the disclosure; but spoke of Phil&aelig;mon with great respect
+and affection. He dwelt earnestly upon the mischievous effects of such
+free customs as Aspasia sought to introduce, and warmly eulogized the
+strictness and complete seclusion of Persian education. When Eudora
+expressed fears that she might never be able to regain Phil&aelig;mon's love,
+he gazed on her beautiful countenance with fond admiration, and smiled
+incredulously as he turned away.</p>
+
+<p>The proposal of Alcibiades was civilly declined; the promised sum paid
+to his faithless steward, and the necklace, given by Phidias, redeemed.</p>
+
+<p>Hylax had been forcibly carried to Salamis with his young mistress, lest
+his sagacity should lead to a discovery of her prison. When Eudora
+escaped from the island, she had reluctantly left him in her apartment,
+in order to avoid the danger that might arise from any untimely noise;
+but as soon as her own safety was secured, her first thoughts were for
+the recovery of this favourite animal, the early gift of Phil&aelig;mon. The
+little captive had pined and moaned continually, during their brief
+separation; and when he returned, it seemed as if his boisterous joy
+could not sufficiently manifest itself in gambols and caresses.</p>
+
+<p>When Artaphernes was convinced that he had really found his long-lost
+child, the impulse of gratitude led to very early inquiries for
+Pand&aelig;nus. The artist had not yet re-appeared; and all Athens was filled
+with conjectures concerning his fate. Eudora still suspected that
+Alcibiades had secreted him, for the same reason that he had claimed
+Geta as a slave; for it was sufficiently obvious that he had desired, as
+far as possible, to deprive her of all assistance and protection.</p>
+
+<p>The event proved her suspicions well founded. On the fourth day after
+her escape from Salamis, Pand&aelig;nus came to congratulate Artaphernes, and
+half in anger, half in laughter, told the particulars of his story. He
+had been seized as he returned home at night, and had been forcibly
+conveyed to the mansion of Eurysaces, where he was kept a close
+prisoner, with the promise of being released whenever he finished a
+picture, which Alcibiades had long desired to obtain. This was a
+representation of Europa, just entering the ocean on the back of the
+beautiful bull, which she and her unsuspecting companions had crowned
+with garlands.</p>
+
+<p>At first, the artist resisted, and swore by Ph&oelig;bus Apollo that he would
+not be thus forced into the service of any man; but an unexpected
+circumstance changed his resolution.</p>
+
+<p>There was a long, airy gallery, in which he was allowed to take exercise
+any hour of the day. In some places, an open-work partition, richly and
+curiously wrought by the skilful hand of Callicrates, separated this
+gallery from the outer balustrade of the building. During his walks,
+Pand&aelig;nus often heard sounds of violent grief from the other side of the
+screen. Curiosity induced him to listen, and inquire the cause. A sad,
+sweet voice answered, &quot;I am Cleonica, daughter of a noble Spartan. Taken
+captive in war, and sold to Alcibiades, I weep for my dishonoured lot;
+for much I fear it will bring the gray hairs of my mother to an untimely
+grave.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>This interview led to another, and another; and though the mode of
+communication was imperfect, the artist was enabled to perceive that the
+captive maiden was a tall, queenly figure, with a rich profusion of
+sunny hair, indicating a fair and fresh complexion. The result was a
+promise to paint the desired picture, provided he might have the Spartan
+slave as a recompense.</p>
+
+<p>Alcibiades, equally solicitous to obtain the painting, and to prolong
+the seclusion of Pand&aelig;nus, and being then eager in another pursuit,
+readily consented to the terms proposed. After Eudora's sudden change
+of fortune, being somewhat ashamed of the publicity of his conduct, and
+desirous not to lose entirely the good opinion of Artaphernes, he gave
+the artist his liberty, simply requiring the fulfilment of his promise.</p>
+
+<p>&quot;And what are your intentions with regard to this fair captive?&quot;
+inquired the Persian, with a significant smile.</p>
+
+<p>With some degree of embarrassment, Pand&aelig;nus answered, &quot;I came to ask
+your protection; and that Eudora might for the present consider her as a
+sister, until I can restore her to her family.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;It shall be so,&quot; replied Artaphernes; &quot;but this is a very small part of
+the debt I owe the nephew of Phidias. Should you hereafter have a favour
+to ask of Cleonica's noble family, poverty shall be no obstruction to
+your wishes. I have already taken measures to purchase for you a large
+estate in Elis, and to remit yearly revenues, which will I trust be
+equal to your wishes. I have another favour to ask, in addition to the
+many claims you already have upon me. Among the magnificent pictures
+that adorn the Poecile, I have not observed the sculptor of your gods. I
+pray you exert your utmost skill in a painting of Phidias crowned by the
+Muses; that I may place it on those walls, a public monument of my
+gratitude to that illustrious man.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Of his statues and drawings I have purchased all that can be bought in
+Athens. The weeping Panthea, covering the body of Abradates with her
+mantle, is destined for my royal and munificent master. By the kindness
+of Pericles, I have obtained for myself the beautiful group,
+representing my precious little Artaminta caressing the kid, in that
+graceful attitude which first attracted the attention of her benefactor.
+For the munificent Eleans, I have reserved the Graceful Three, which
+your countrymen have named the presiding deities over benevolent
+actions. All the other statues and drawings of your illustrious kinsman
+are at your disposal. Nay, do not thank me, young man. Mine is still the
+debt, and my heart will be ever grateful.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The exertions of Clinias, although they proved unavailing, were
+gratefully acknowledged by the present of a large silver bowl, on which
+the skilful artificer, Mys, had represented, with exquisite delicacy,
+the infant Dionysus watched by the nymphs of Naxos.</p>
+
+<p>In the midst of this generosity, the services of Geta and Milza were not
+forgotten. The bribe given to the steward was doubled in the payment,
+and an offer made to establish them in any part of Greece or Persia,
+where they wished to reside.</p>
+
+<p>A decided preference was given to Elis, as the only place where they
+could be secure from the ravages of war. A noble farm, in the
+neighbourhood of Proclus, was accordingly purchased for them, well
+stocked with herds and furnished with all agricultural and household
+conveniences. Geta, having thus become an owner of the soil, dropped the
+brief name by which he had been known in slavery, and assumed the more
+sonorous appellation of Philophidias.</p>
+
+<p>Dione, old as she was, overcame her fear of perils by land and sea, and
+resolved to follow her young mistress into Persia.</p>
+
+<p>Before a new moon had begun its course, Pand&aelig;nus fulfilled his
+intention of returning to Olympia, in company with the Laced&aelig;monian
+ambassador and his train. Cleonica, attended by Geta and Milza,
+travelled under the same protection. Artaphernes sent to Proclus four
+noble horses and a Bactrian camel, together with seven min&aelig; as a
+portion for Zoila. For Pterila&uuml;s, likewise, was a sum of money
+sufficient to maintain him ten years in Athens, that he might gratify
+his ardent desire to become the disciple of Plato. Eudora sent her
+little playmate a living peacock, which proved even more acceptable than
+her flock of marble sheep with their painted shepherd. To Melissa was
+sent a long affectionate epistle, with the dying bequest of Philothea,
+and many a valuable token of Eudora's gratitude.</p>
+
+<p>Although a brilliant future was opening before her, the maiden's heart
+was very sad, when she bade a last farewell to the honest and faithful
+attendants, who had been with her through so many changing scenes, and
+aided her in the hour of her utmost need. The next day after their
+departure was spent by the Persian in the worship of Mithras, and
+prayers to Oromasdes. Eudora, in remembrance of her vision, offered
+thanksgiving and sacrifice to Ph&oelig;bus and Pan; and implored the deities
+of ocean to protect the Ph&oelig;nician galley, in which they were about to
+depart from Athens.</p>
+
+<p>These ceremonies being performed, Artaphernes and his weeping daughter
+visited the studio of Myron, who, in compliance with their orders, had
+just finished the design of a beautiful monument to Paralus and
+Philothea, on which were represented two doves sleeping upon garlands.</p>
+
+<p>For the last time, Eudora poured oblations of milk and honey, and placed
+fragrant flowers, with ringlets of her hair, upon the sepulchre of her
+gentle friend; then, with many tears, she bade a long farewell to scenes
+rendered sacred by the remembrance of their mutual love.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>Chapter XX.</h2>
+
+<blockquote>
+<p>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Next arose<br />
+A well-towered city, by seven golden gates<br />
+Inclosed, that fitted to their lintels hung.<br />
+&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then burst forth<br />
+Aloud the marriage song; and far and wide<br />
+Long splendors flashed from many a quivering torch.</p>
+
+<p align="right">HESIOD.</p>
+</blockquote>
+<br />
+
+<p>When the galley arrived at the opulent city of Tyre, the noble Persian
+and his retinue joined a caravan of Ph&oelig;nician merchants bound to
+Ecbatana, honoured at that season of the year with the residence of the
+royal family. Eudora travelled in a cedar carriage drawn by camels. The
+latticed windows were richly gilded, and hung with crimson curtains,
+which her father ordered to be closed at the slightest indication of
+approaching travellers. Dione, with six more youthful attendants,
+accompanied her, and exerted all their powers to make the time pass
+pleasantly; but all their stories of romantic love, of heroes mortal and
+immortal, combined with the charms of music, could not prevent her from
+feeling that the journey was exceedingly long and wearisome.</p>
+
+<p>She recollected how her lively spirit had sometimes rebelled against the
+restraints imposed on Grecian women, and sighed to think of all she had
+heard concerning the far more rigid customs of Persia. Expressions of
+fatigue sometimes escaped her; and her indulgent parent consented that
+she should ride in the chariot with him, enveloped in a long, thick
+veil, that descended to her feet, with two small openings of net-work
+for the eyes.</p>
+
+<p>As they passed through Persia, he pointed out to her the sacred groves,
+inhabited by the Magii: the entrance of the cave where Zoroaster penned
+his divine precepts; and the mountain on whose summit he was wont to
+hold midnight communication with the heavenly bodies.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora remarked that she nowhere observed temples or altars; objects to
+which her eye had always been accustomed, and which imparted such a
+sacred and peculiar beauty to Grecian scenery.</p>
+
+<p>Artaphernes replied, &quot;It is because these things are contrary to the
+spirit of Persian theology. Zoroaster taught us that the temple of
+Oromasdes was infinite space&mdash;his altar, the air, the earth, and the
+heavens.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>When the travellers arrived within sight of Ecbatana, the setting sun
+poured upon the noble city a flood of dazzling light. It was girdled by
+seven walls of seven different colours; one rising above the other, in
+all the hues of the rainbow. From the centre of the innermost, arose the
+light, graceful towers of the royal palace, glittering with gold. The
+city was surrounded by fertile, spacious plains, bounded on one side by
+Mount Orontes, and on the other by a stately forest, amid whose lofty
+trees might here and there be seen the magnificent villas of Persian
+nobles.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora's heart beat violently, when her father pointed to the residence
+of Megabyzus, and told her that the gilded balls on its pinnacles could
+be discovered from their own dwelling; but maiden shame prevented her
+from inquiring whether Phil&aelig;mon was still the instructor of his sons.</p>
+
+<p>The morning after his arrival, Artaphernes had a private audience with
+his royal master. This conference lasted so long, that many of the
+courtiers supposed his mission in Greece related to matters of more
+political importance than the purchase of pictures and statues; and this
+conjecture was afterward confirmed by the favours lavished upon him.</p>
+
+<p>It was soon known throughout the precincts of the court that the
+favourite noble had returned from Athens, bringing with him his
+long-lost daughter. The very next day, as Eudora walked round the
+terraces of her father's princely mansion, she saw the royal carriages
+approach, followed by a long train of attendants, remarkable for age and
+ugliness, and preceded by an armed guard, calling aloud to all men to
+retire before their presence, on pain of death. In obedience to these
+commands, Artaphernes immediately withdrew to his own apartment, closed
+the shutters, and there remained till the royal retinue departed.</p>
+
+<p>The visiters consisted of Amestris, the mother of Artaxerxes; Arsin&ouml;e of
+Damascus, his favourite mistress; and Parysatis, his daughter; with
+their innumerable slaves. They examined Eudora with more than childish
+curiosity; pulled every article of her dress, to ascertain its colour
+and its texture; teased to see all her jewels; wanted to know the name
+of everything in Greek; requested her to sing Greek songs; were
+impatient to learn Ionian dances; conjured her to paint a black streak
+from the eyes to the ears; and were particularly anxious to ascertain
+what cosmetic the Grecian ladies used to stain the tips of their
+fingers.</p>
+
+<p>When all these important matters were settled, by means of an
+interpreter, they began to discuss the merits of Grecian ladies; and
+loudly expressed their horror at the idea of appearing before brothers
+unveiled, and at the still grosser indelicacy of sometimes allowing the
+face to be seen by a betrothed lover. Then followed a repetition of all
+the gossip of the harem; particularly, a fresh piece of scandal
+concerning Apollonides of Cos, and their royal kinswoman, Amytis, the
+wife of Megabyzus. Eudora turned away to conceal her blushes; for the
+indelicacy of their language was such as seldom met the ear of a Grecian
+maiden.</p>
+
+<p>The Queen mother was eloquent in praise of a young Lesbian girl, whom
+Artaphernes had bought to attend upon his daughter. This was equivalent
+to asking for the slave; and the captive herself evinced no
+unwillingness to join the royal household; it having been foretold by an
+oracle that she would one day be the mother of kings. Amestris accepted
+the beautiful Greek, with many thanks, casting a triumphant glance at
+Arsin&ouml;e and Parysatis, who lowered their brows, as if each had reasons
+of her own for being displeased with the arrangement.</p>
+
+<p>The royal guests gave and received a variety of gifts; consisting
+principally of jewels, embroidered mantles, veils, tufts of peacock
+feathers with ivory handles, parrots, and golden boxes filled with
+roseate powder for the fingers, and black paint for the eyebrows. At
+length they departed, and Eudora's attendants showered perfumes on them
+as they went.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora recalled to mind the pure and sublime discourse she had so often
+enjoyed with Philothea, and sighed as she compared it with this
+specimen of intercourse with high-born Persian ladies.</p>
+
+<p>When the sun was setting, she again walked upon the terrace; and,
+forgetful of the customs of the country, threw back her veil, that she
+might enjoy more perfectly the beauty of the landscape. She stood
+thoughtfully gazing at the distant pinnacles, which marked the residence
+of Megabyzus, when the barking of Hylax attracted her attention, and
+looking into the garden, she perceived a richly dressed young man, with
+his eyes fixed earnestly upon her. She drew her veil hastily, and
+retired within the dwelling, indulging the secret hope that none of her
+attendants had witnessed an action, which Artaphernes would deem so
+imprudent.</p>
+
+<p>On the following morning commenced the celebrated festival called, 'The
+Salutation of Mithras;' during which, forty days were set apart for
+thanksgiving and sacrifice. The procession formed long before the rising
+of the sun. First appeared a long train of the most distinguished Magii
+from all parts of the empire, led by their chief in scarlet robes,
+carrying the sacred fire upon a silver furnace. Next appeared an empty
+chariot consecrated to Oromasdes, decorated with garlands, and drawn by
+white steeds harnessed with gold. This was followed by a magnificent
+large horse, his forehead flaming with gems, in honour of Mithras. Then
+came the Band of Immortals, and the royal kindred, their Median vests
+blazing with embroidery and gold. Artaxerxes rode in an ivory chariot,
+richly inlaid with precious stones. He was followed by a long line of
+nobles, riding on camels splendidly caparisoned; and their countless
+attendants closed the train. This gorgeous retinue slowly ascended
+Mount Orontes. When they arrived upon its summit, the chief of the Magii
+assumed his tiara interwoven with myrtle, and hailed the first beams of
+the rising sun with sacrifice. Then each of the Magii in turns sung
+orisons to Oromasdes, by whose eternal power the radiant Mithras had
+been sent to gladden the earth, and preserve the principle of life.
+Finally, they all joined in one universal chorus, while king, princes,
+and nobles, prostrated themselves, and adored the Fountain of Light.</p>
+
+<p>At that solemn moment, a tiger leaped from an adjoining thicket, and
+sprung toward the king. But ere the astonished courtiers had time to
+breathe, a javelin from some unknown hand passed through the ferocious
+animal, and laid him lifeless in the dust.</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had watched the procession from the house-top; and at this moment
+she thought she perceived hurried and confused movements, of which her
+attendants could give no explanation.</p>
+
+<p>The splendid concourse returned toward the palace in the same order that
+it had ascended the mountain. But next to the royal chariot there now
+appeared a young man on a noble steed, with a golden chain about his
+neck, and two heralds by his side, who ever and anon blew their
+trumpets, and proclaimed, &quot;This is Phil&aelig;mon of Athens, whom the king
+delighteth to honour?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora understood the proclamation imperfectly; but afar off, she
+recognized the person of her lover. As they passed the house, she saw
+Hylax running to and fro on the top of the wall, barking, and jumping,
+and wagging his tail, as if he too were conscious of the vicinity of
+some familiar friend. The dog evidently arrested Phil&aelig;mon's attention;
+for he observed him closely, and long continued to look back and watch
+his movements.</p>
+
+<p>A tide of sweet and bitter recollections oppressed the maiden's heart; a
+deadly paleness overspread her cheeks; a suffocating feeling choked her
+voice; and had it not been for a sudden gush of tears, she would have
+fallen.</p>
+
+<p>When her father returned, he informed her that the life of Artaxerxes
+had been saved by the promptitude and boldness of Phil&aelig;mon, who
+happened to perceive the tiger sooner than any other person at the
+festival. He added, &quot;I saw Phil&aelig;mon after the rescue, but we had brief
+opportunity to discourse together. I think his secluded habits have
+prevented him from hearing that I found a daughter in Athens. He told me
+he intended soon to return to his native country, and promised to be my
+guest for a few days before he departed. Furthermore, my child, the
+Great King, in the fulness of his regal bounty, last night sent a
+messenger to demand you in marriage for his son Xerxes.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He watched her countenance, as he spoke; but seemed doubtful how to
+understand the fluctuating colour. Still keeping his scrutinizing gaze
+fixed upon her, he continued, &quot;Artaminta, this is an honour not to be
+lightly rejected; to be princess of Persia now, and hereafter perhaps
+its queen.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In some confusion, the maiden answered, &quot;Perhaps the prince may not
+approve his father's choice.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;No, Artaminta; the prince has chosen for himself. He sent his sister to
+obtain a view of my newly discovered daughter; and he himself saw you,
+as you stood on the terrace unveiled.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>In an agitated voice, Eudora asked, &quot;And must I be compelled to obey the
+commands of the king?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Unless it should be his gracious pleasure to dispense with obedience,&quot;
+replied Artaphernes. &quot;I and all my household are his servants. I pray
+Oromasdes that you may never have greater troubles than the fear of
+becoming a princess.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;But you forget, my dear father, that Parysatis told me her brother
+Xerxes was effeminate and capricious, and had a new idol with every
+change of the moon. Some fairer face would soon find favour in his
+sight; and I should perhaps be shut up with hundreds of forgotten
+favourites, in the old harem, among silly women and ugly slaves.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her father answered, in an excited tone, &quot;Artaminta, if you had been
+brought up with more becoming seclusion, like those silly Persian women,
+you would perhaps have known, better than you now seem to do, that a
+woman's whole duty is submission.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had never heard him speak so harshly. She perceived that his
+parental ambition was roused, and that her indifference to the royal
+proposal displeased him. The tears fell fast, as she replied, &quot;Dear
+father, I will obey you, even if you ask me to sacrifice my life, at the
+command of the king.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Her tears touched the feelings of the kind old man. He embraced her
+affectionately, saying, &quot;Do not weep, daughter of my beloved Antiope. It
+would indeed gratify my heart to see you Queen of Persia; but you shall
+not be made wretched, if my interest with the Great King can prevent
+it. All men praise his justice and moderation; and he has pledged his
+royal word to grant anything I ask, in recompense for services rendered
+in Greece. The man who has just saved his life can no doubt obtain any
+favour. But reflect upon it well, my daughter. Xerxes has no son; and
+should you give birth to a boy, no new favourite could exclude you from
+the throne. Perhaps Phil&aelig;mon was silent from other causes than ignorance
+of your arrival in Persia; and if this be the case, you may repent a too
+hasty rejection of princely love.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora blushed like crimson, and appeared deeply pained by this
+suggestion; but she made no answer. Artaphernes departed, promising to
+seek a private audience with the king; and she saw him no more that
+night. When she laid her head upon the pillow, a mind troubled with many
+anxious thoughts for a long time prevented repose; and when she did sink
+to sleep, it was with a confused medley of ideas, in which the
+remembrance of Phil&aelig;mon's love was mixed up with floating visions of
+regal grandeur, and proud thoughts of a triumphant marriage, now placed
+within her power, should he indeed prove as unforgiving and indifferent,
+as her father had suggested.</p>
+
+<p>In her sleep, she saw Philothea; but a swift and turbid stream appeared
+to roll between them; and her friend said, in melancholy tones, &quot;You
+have left me, Eudora; and I cannot come to you, now. Whence are these
+dark and restless waters, which separate our souls?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then a variety of strange scenes rapidly succeeded each other&mdash;all
+cheerless, perturbed, and chaotic. At last, she seemed to be standing
+under the old grape-vine, that shaded the dwelling of Anaxagoras, and
+Phil&aelig;mon crowned her with a wreath of myrtle. In the morning, soon after
+she had risen from her couch, Artaphernes came to her apartment, and
+mildly asked if she still wished to decline the royal alliance. He
+evinced no displeasure when she answered in the affirmative; but quietly
+replied, &quot;It may be that you have chosen a wise part, my child; for true
+it is, that safety and contentment rarely take up their abode with
+princes. But now go and adorn yourself with your richest apparel; for
+the Great King requires me to present you at the palace, before the hour
+of noon. Let your Greek costume be laid aside; for I would not have my
+daughter appear like a foreigner, in the presence of her king.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>With a palpitating heart, Eudora resigned herself into the hands of her
+Persian tire-women, who so loaded her with embroidery and gems, that she
+could scarcely support their weight.</p>
+
+<p>She was conveyed to the palace in a cedar carriage, carefully screened
+from observation. Her father rode by her side, and a numerous train of
+attendants followed. Through gates of burnished brass, they entered a
+small court with a tesselated pavement of black and white marble. Thence
+they passed into a long apartment, with walls of black marble, and
+cornices heavily gilded. The marble was so highly polished, that Eudora
+saw the light of her jewels everywhere reflected like sunbeams.
+Surprised by the multiplied images of herself and attendants, she did
+not at first perceive, through the net-work of her veil, that a young
+man stood leaning against the wall, with his arms folded. This
+well-remembered attitude attracted her attention, and she scarcely
+needed a glance to assure her it was Phil&aelig;mon.</p>
+
+<p>It being contrary to Persian etiquette to speak without license within
+hearing of the royal apartments, the Athenian merely smiled, and bowed
+gracefully to Artaphernes; but an audible sigh escaped him, as he
+glanced at the Greek attendants. Eudora hastily turned away her head,
+when he looked toward her; but her heart throbbed so violently that
+every fold of her veil trembled. They continued thus in each other's
+presence many minutes; one in a state of perfect unconsciousness, the
+other suffering an intensity of feeling, that seemed like the condensed
+excitement of years. At last a herald came to say it was now the
+pleasure of the Great King to receive them in the private court, opening
+into the royal gardens.</p>
+
+<p>The pavement of this court was of porphyry inlaid with costly marbles,
+in various hieroglyphics. The side connected with the palace was adorned
+with carved open-work, richly painted and gilded, and with jasper
+tablets, alternately surmounted by a golden ram and a winged lion; one
+the royal ensign of Persia, the other emblematic of the Assyrian empire
+conquered by Cyrus. The throne was placed in the centre, under a canopy
+of crimson, yellow, and blue silk, tastefully intermingled and
+embroidered with silver and gold. Above this was an image of the sun,
+with rays so brilliant, that it dazzled the eyes of those who looked
+upon it.</p>
+
+<p>The monarch seemed scarcely beyond the middle age, with long flowing
+hair, and a countenance mild and dignified. On his right hand stood
+Xerxes&mdash;on his left, Darius and Sogdianus; and around him were a
+numerous band of younger sons; all wearing white robes, with jewelled
+vests of Tyrian purple.</p>
+
+<p>As they entered, the active buzzing of female voices was heard behind
+the gilded open-work of the wall; but this was speedily silenced by a
+signal from the herald. Artaphernes prostrated himself, till his
+forehead touched the pavement; Eudora copied his example; but Phil&aelig;mon
+merely bowed low, after the manner of the Athenians. Artaxerxes bade
+them arise, and said, in a stern tone, &quot;Artaphernes, has thy daughter
+prepared herself to obey our royal mandate? Or is she still contemptuous
+of our kingly bounty?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora trembled; and her father again prostrated himself, as he replied:
+&quot;O great and benignant king! mayest thou live forever. May Oromandes
+bless thee with a prosperous reign, and forever avert from thee the
+malignant influence of Arimanius. I and my household are among the least
+of thy servants. May the hand that offends thee be cut off, and cast to
+unclean dogs.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Arise, Artaphernes!&quot; said the monarch: &quot;Thy daughter has permission to
+speak.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora, awed by the despotic power and august presence of Artaxerxes,
+spoke to her father, in a low and tremulous voice, and reminded him of
+the royal promise to grant whatever he might ask.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon turned eagerly, and a sudden flush mantled his cheeks, when he
+heard the pure Attic dialect, &quot;with its lovely marriage of sweet
+sounds.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;What does the maiden say?&quot; inquired the king. Artaphernes again paid
+homage, and answered; &quot;O Light of the World! Look in mercy upon the
+daughter of thy servant, and grant that her petition may find favour in
+thy sight. As yet, she hath not gained a ready utterance of the Persian
+language&mdash;honoured and blessed above all languages, in being the
+messenger of thy thoughts, O king. Therefore she spoke in the Greek
+tongue, concerning thy gracious promise to grant unto the humblest of
+thy servants whatsoever he might ask at thy hands.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then the monarch held forth his golden sceptre, and replied, &quot;Be it unto
+thee, as I have said. I have sought thy daughter in marriage for Xerxes,
+prince of the empire. What other boon does Artaphernes ask of the king?&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The Persian approached, and reverently touching the point of the
+sceptre, answered: &quot;O King of kings! before whom the nations of the
+earth do tremble. Thy bounty is like the overflowing Nilus, and thy
+mercy refreshing as dew upon the parched earth. If it be thy pleasure, O
+King, forgive Artaminta, my daughter, if she begs that the favour of the
+prince, like the blessed rays of Mithras, may fall upon some fairer
+damsel. I pray thee have her excused.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Xerxes looked up with an angry frown; but his royal father replied, &quot;The
+word of the king is sacred; and his decree changeth not. Be it unto thee
+even as thou wilt.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then turning to Phil&aelig;mon, he said: &quot;Athenian stranger, our royal life
+preserved by thy hand deserves a kingly boon. Since our well beloved son
+cannot find favour in the eyes of this damsel, we bestow her upon thee.
+Her father is one of the illustrious Pasargad&aelig;, and her ancestors were
+not unremotely connected with the princes of Media. We have never looked
+upon her countenance&mdash;deeming it wise to copy the prudent example of our
+cousin Cyrus; but report describes her beautiful as Panthea.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora shrunk from being thus bestowed upon Phil&aelig;mon; and she would have
+said this to her father, had he not checked the first half-uttered word
+by a private signal.</p>
+
+<p>With extreme confusion, the Athenian bowed low, and answered, &quot;Pardon
+me, O King, and deem me not insensible of thy royal munificence. I pray
+thee bestow the daughter of the princely Artaphernes upon one more
+worthy than thy servant.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>&quot;Now, by the memory of Cyrus!&quot; exclaimed Artaxerxes, &quot;The king's favours
+shall this day be likened unto a beggar, whose petitions are rejected at
+every gate.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Then, turning to his courtiers, he added: &quot;A proud nation are these
+Greeks! When the plague ravaged all Persia and Media, Hippocrates of Cos
+refused our entreaties, and scorned our royal bounty; saying he was born
+to serve his own countrymen, and not foreigners. Themistocles, on whom
+our mighty father bestowed the revenues of cities, died, rather than
+fight for him against Athens; and lo! here is a young Athenian, who
+refuses a maiden sought by the Persian prince, with a dowry richer than
+Pactolus.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon bowed himself reverently, and replied: &quot;Deem not, O king, that
+I am moved by Grecian pride; for well I know that I am all unworthy of
+this princely alliance. An epistle lately received from Olympia makes it
+necessary for me to return to Greece; where, O king, I seek a beloved
+maiden, to whom I was betrothed before my exile.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Eudora had trembled violently, and her convulsive breathing was audible,
+while Phil&aelig;mon spoke; but when he uttered the last words, forgetful of
+the reverence required of those who stood in the presence of majesty,
+she murmured, &quot;Oh, Philothea!&quot; and sunk into the arms of her father.</p>
+
+<p>The young man started; for now, not only the language, but the tones
+were familiar to his heart. As the senseless form was carried into the
+garden, he gazed upon it with an excited and bewildered expression.</p>
+
+<p>Artaxerxes smiled, as he said: &quot;Athenian stranger, the daughter of
+Artaphernes, lost on the coast of Ionia, was discovered in the household
+of Phidias, and the Greeks called her Eudora.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon instantly knelt at the monarch's feet, and said, &quot;Pardon me, O
+king. I was ignorant of all this. I &mdash;--&quot;</p>
+
+<p>He would have explained more fully; but Artaxerxes interrupted him; &quot;We
+know it all, Athenian stranger&mdash;we know it all. You have refused
+Artaminta, and now we bestow upon you Eudora, with the revenues of
+Magnesia and Lampsacus for her dowry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>Before the next moon had waned, a magnificent marriage was celebrated in
+the court of audience, opening into the royal gardens. On a shining
+throne, in the midst of a stately pavilion, was seated Artaxerxes,
+surrounded by the princes of the empire. Near the throne stood Phil&aelig;mon
+and Eudora. Artaphernes placed the right hand of the bride within the
+right hand of the bridegroom, saying, &quot;Phil&aelig;mon of Athens, I bestow upon
+thee, Artaminta, my daughter, with my estates in Pasagarda, and five
+thousand darics as her dowry.&quot;</p>
+
+<p>The chief of the Magii bore sacred fire on a silver censer, and the
+bridal couple passed slowly around it three times, bowing reverently to
+the sacred emblem of Mithras. Then the bridegroom fastened a golden
+jewel about the bride's neck, and they repeated certain words, promising
+fidelity to each other. The nuptial hymn was sung by six handsome
+youths, and as many maidens, clothed in white garments, with a purple
+edge.</p>
+
+<p>Numerous lamps were lighted in the trees, making the gardens bright as
+noon. Women belonging to the royal household, and to the most favoured
+of the nobility, rode through the groves and lawns, in rich pavilions,
+on the backs of camels and white elephants. As the huge animals were led
+along, fireworks burst from under their feet, and playing for a moment
+in the air, with undulating movements, fell in a sparkling shower.</p>
+
+<p>Artaxerxes gave a luxurious feast, which lasted seven days; during which
+time the Queen entertained her guests with equal splendour, in the
+apartments of the women.</p>
+
+<p>The Athenian decree against those of foreign parentage had been repealed
+in favour of young Pericles; but in that country everything was in a
+troubled and unsettled state; and Artaphernes pleaded hard to have his
+daughter remain in Persia.</p>
+
+<p>It was therefore decided that the young couple should reside at
+Pasagarda, situated in a fertile valley, called the Queen's Girdle,
+because its revenues were appropriated to that costly article of the
+royal wardrobe. This pleasant city had once been the favourite residence
+of Cyrus the Great, and a plain obelisk in the royal gardens marked his
+burial-place. The adjacent promontory of Taoces afforded a convenient
+harbour for Tyrian merchants, and thus brought in the luxuries of
+Ph&oelig;nicia, while it afforded opportunities for literary communication
+between the East and the West. Here were celebrated schools under the
+direction of the Magii, frequently visited by learned men from Greece,
+Ethiopia, and Egypt.</p>
+
+<p>Phil&aelig;mon devoted himself to the quiet pursuits of literature; and
+Eudora, happy in her father, husband and children, thankfully
+acknowledged the blessings of her lot.</p>
+
+<p>Her only daughter, a gentle maiden, with plaintive voice and earnest
+eyes, bore the beloved name of Philothea.</p>
+
+
+
+
+<h2>APPENDIX</h2>
+
+<p><i>Zeus</i>&mdash;The Jupiter of the Romans.</p>
+
+<p><i>Zeus Xenius</i>&mdash;Jupiter the Hospitable.</p>
+
+<p><i>Hera</i>&mdash;Juno.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas</i>&mdash;Minerva.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas Athena</i>&mdash;An ancient appellation of Minerva, from which Athens
+took its name.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas Parthenia</i>&mdash;Pallas the Virgin.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pallas Promachos</i>&mdash;Pallas the Defender.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ph&oelig;bus</i>&mdash;The Apollo of the Romans; the Sun.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ph&oelig;bus Apollo</i>&mdash;Ph&oelig;bus the Destroyer, or the Purifier.</p>
+
+<p><i>Ph&oelig;be</i>&mdash;Diana; the Moon.</p>
+
+<p><i>Artemis</i>&mdash;Diana.</p>
+
+<p><i>Agrotera</i>&mdash;Diana the Huntress.</p>
+
+<p><i>Orthia</i>&mdash;Name of Diana among the Spartans.</p>
+
+<p><i>Poseidon</i>&mdash;Neptune.</p>
+
+<p><i>Aphrodite</i>&mdash;Venus.</p>
+
+<p><i>Urania</i>&mdash;The Heavenly Venus. The same name was applied to the Muse of
+Astronomy.</p>
+
+<p><i>Eros</i>&mdash;Cupid.</p>
+
+<p><i>Hermes</i>&mdash;Mercury.</p>
+
+<p><i>Demeter</i>&mdash;Ceres.</p>
+
+<p><i>Persephone</i>&mdash;Proserpine.</p>
+
+<p><i>Dionysus</i>&mdash;Bacchus.</p>
+
+<p><i>Pandamator</i>&mdash;A name of Vulcan, signifying the All-subduing.</p>
+
+<p><i>Mnemosyne</i>&mdash;Goddess of Memory.</p>
+
+<p><i>Chloris</i>&mdash;Flora.</p>
+
+<p><i>Asclepius</i>&mdash;Esculapius.</p>
+
+<p><i>Rhamnusia</i>&mdash;Name of a statue of Nemesis, goddess of Vengeance; so
+called because it was in the town of Rhamnus.</p>
+
+<p><i>Polydeuces</i>&mdash;Pollux.</p>
+
+<p><i>Leto</i>&mdash;Latona.</p>
+
+<p><i>Taraxippus</i>&mdash;A deity whose protection was implored at Elis, that no
+harm might happen to the horses.</p>
+
+<p><i>Erinnys</i>&mdash;The Eumenides, or Furies.</p>
+
+<p><i>Naiades</i>&mdash;Nymphs of Rivers, Springs, and Fountains.</p>
+
+<p><i>Nereides</i>&mdash;Nymphs of the Sea.</p>
+
+<p><i>Oreades</i>&mdash;Nymphs of the Mountains.</p>
+
+<p><i>Dryades</i>&mdash;Nymphs of the Woods.</p>
+
+<p><i>Oromasdes</i>&mdash;Persian name for the Principle of Good.</p>
+
+<p><i>Mithras</i>&mdash;Persian name for the Sun.</p>
+
+<p><i>Arimanius</i>&mdash;Persian name for the Principle of Evil.</p>
+
+<p><i>Odysseus</i>&mdash;Ulysses.</p>
+
+<p><i>Achilleus</i>-Achilles.</p>
+
+<p><i>Cordax</i>&mdash;An immodest comic dance.</p>
+
+<p><i>Agora</i>&mdash;A Market House.</p>
+
+<p><i>Prytaneum</i>&mdash;The Town House.</p>
+
+<p><i>Deigma</i>&mdash;A place in the Pir&aelig;us, corresponding to the modern Exchange.</p>
+
+<p><i>Clepsydra</i>&mdash;A Water-dial.</p>
+
+<p><i>Cotyl&aelig;</i>&mdash;A measure. Some writers say one third of a quart; others much
+less.</p>
+
+<p><i>Arytana</i>&mdash;A small cup.</p>
+
+<p><i>Arabyllus</i>&mdash;A vase, wide at bottom and narrow at top.</p>
+
+<p><i>Archons</i>&mdash;Chief Magistrates of Athens.</p>
+
+<p><i>Prytanes</i>&mdash;Magistrates who presided over the Senate.</p>
+
+<p><i>Phylarchi</i>&mdash;Sheriffs.</p>
+
+<p><i>Epistates</i>&mdash;Chairman, or speaker.</p>
+
+<p><i>Hippodrome</i>&mdash;The Horse-course.</p>
+
+<p><i>Stadium</i>&mdash;Thirty-six and a half rods.</p>
+
+<p><i>Obulus</i>, (plural <i>Oboli</i>)&mdash;A small coin, about the value of a penny.</p>
+
+<p><i>Drachma</i>, (plural <i>Drachm&aelig;</i>)&mdash;About ten-pence sterling.</p>
+
+<p><i>Mina</i>, (plural <i>Min&aelig;</i>)&mdash;Four pounds, three shillings, four pence.</p>
+
+<p><i>Stater</i>&mdash;A gold coin; estimated at about twelve shillings, three pence.</p>
+
+<p><i>Daric</i>&mdash;A Persian gold coin, valued one pound, twelve shillings, three
+pence.</p>
+
+<p>(All the above coins are estimated very differently by different writers.)</p>
+
+<hr width="75%" size="1" />
+<br />
+
+<a name="1"></a>
+<p>&quot;The midnight procession of the Panathen&aelig;a.&quot; p. 11.</p>
+
+<p>This festival in
+honour of Pallas was observed early in the summer, every fifth year,
+with great pomp.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="2"></a>
+<p>&quot;The Sacred Peplus.&quot; p. 12.</p>
+
+<p>This was a white garment consecrated to
+Pallas, on which the actions of illustrious men were represented in
+golden embroidery.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="3"></a>
+<p>&quot;Festival of Torches.&quot; p. 15.</p>
+
+<p>In honour of Prometheus. The prize was
+bestowed on him who ran the course without extinguishing his torch.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="4"></a>
+<p>&quot;Six months of seclusion within the walls of the Acropolis, were
+required of the Canephor&aelig;.&quot; p. 22.</p>
+
+<p>Maidens of the first families were
+selected to embroider the sacred peplus. The two principal ones were
+called Canephor&aelig;, because they carried baskets in the Panathenaic
+procession.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="5"></a>
+<p>&quot;Fountain of Byblis.&quot; p. 33.</p>
+
+<p>This name was derived from a young Ionian,
+passionately fond of her brother Caunus, for whom she wept till she was
+changed into a fountain, near Miletus.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="6"></a>
+<p>&quot;During the festivities of the Dionysia.&quot; p. 42.</p>
+
+<p>This festival, in
+honour of Dionysus, was observed with great splendour. Choragic games
+are supposed to have been celebrated; in which prizes were given to the
+successful competitors in music, and the drama.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="7"></a>
+<p>&quot;The tuneful soul of Marsyas.&quot; p. 43.</p>
+
+<p>Marsyas was a celebrated musician
+of Phrygia, generally considered the inventor of the flute.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="8"></a>
+<p>&quot;Contest between fighting quails.&quot; p. 43.</p>
+
+<p>In Athens, quails were pitched against each other, in the same manner as
+game-cocks among the moderns.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="9"></a>
+<p>&quot;Pericles withdrew a rose from the garland.&quot; p. 44.</p>
+
+<p>This flower was sacred to Silence. The ancients often suspended it above
+the table at feasts, to signify that what was said <i>sub rosa</i> was not to
+be repeated.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="10"></a>
+<p>&quot;A life-time as long as that conferred upon the namesake of Tithonus.&quot;
+p. 46.</p>
+
+<p>It is related of him, that he asked and obtained the gift of immortality
+in this world; but unfortunately forgot to ask for youth and vigour.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="11"></a>
+<p>&quot;Eleusinian Mysteries.&quot; p. 47.</p>
+
+<p>Ceremonies at Eleusis, in honour of Demeter, observed with great
+secrecy. Those who were initiated were supposed to be peculiarly under
+the protection of the gods.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="12"></a>
+<p>&quot;Model for the sloping roof of the Odeum.&quot; p. 54.</p>
+
+<p>Pericles was usually represented with a helmet, to cover the deformity
+in his skull. It was jestingly said that the model for the Odeum was
+from his own head.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="13"></a>
+<p>&quot;Patriotic song of Callistratus.&quot; p. 56.</p>
+
+<p>Translated from the Greek, by the Rt. Rev. G. W. Doane, Bishop of New
+Jersey.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="14"></a>
+<p>&quot;While our rosy fillets shed,&quot; &amp;c. p. 57.</p>
+
+<p>The 43d Ode of Anacreon. This and other extracts from the same poet are
+translated by Thomas Moore, Esq.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="15"></a>
+<p>&quot;All ending in ippus and ippides.&quot; p. 61.</p>
+
+<p>Ippus is the Greek for horse. Wealthy Athenians generally belonged to
+the equestrian order; to which the same ideas of honour were attached as
+to the knights, or cavaliers, of modern times. Their names often
+signified some quality of a horse; as Leucippus, a white horse, &amp;c.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="16"></a>
+<p>&quot;Describing her pompous sacrifices to Demeter.&quot; p. 64.</p>
+
+<p>None but Greeks were allowed to enter the temples of this goddess.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="17"></a>
+<p>&quot;Urania alone confers the beauty-giving zone.&quot; p. 69.</p>
+
+<p>Urania was the Heavenly Venus, who presided over the pure sentiment of
+love, in distinction from Aphrodite, who presided over the sensual
+passion.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="18"></a>
+<p>&quot;The Pleiades mourning for their lost sister.&quot; p. 74.</p>
+
+<p>One of the stars in the constellation of the Pleiades is said to have
+disappeared. They were fabled as seven sisters, and one lost her place
+in the sky by marrying a mortal.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="19"></a>
+<p>&quot;More happy than the gods is he.&quot; p. 75.</p>
+
+<p>Second Ode of Sappho, translated by F. Fawkes, Esq.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="20"></a>
+<p>&quot;He has clothed the Graces.&quot; p. 76.</p>
+
+<p>Socrates was originally a sculptor. He carved a beautiful group of the
+Graces; said to have been the first that were represented with clothing.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="21"></a>
+<p>&quot;Too frugal to buy coloured robes.&quot; p. 76.</p>
+
+<p>The common people in Athens
+generally bought white garments, for the economy of having them dyed
+when they were defaced.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="22"></a>
+<p>&quot;Every human being has, like Socrates, an attendant spirit.&quot; p. 89.</p>
+
+<p>In
+the Ph&oelig;drus of Plato, Socrates is represented as saying, &quot;When I was
+about to cross the river, a demoniacal and usual sign was given me; and
+whenever this takes place, it always prohibits me from accomplishing
+what I was about to do. In the present instance, I seemed to hear a
+voice, which would not suffer me to depart till I had made an expiation;
+as if I had offended in some particular a divine nature.&quot;</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="23"></a>
+<p>&quot;His statue stands among the Olympionic&aelig;.&quot; p. 92.</p>
+
+<p>The victors at the
+Olympic Games had their statues placed in the groves. These statues were
+called Olympionic&aelig;.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="24"></a>
+<p>&quot;Count me on the summer trees.&quot; p. 98.</p>
+
+<p>Part of the 14th Ode of Anacreon.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="25"></a>
+<p>&quot;As soon would I league myself with Odomantians.&quot; p. 112.</p>
+
+<p>The
+Odomantians of Thrace, near the river Strymon, had the same grasping,
+avaricious character, attributed to the Jews in modern times.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="26"></a>
+<p>&quot;Concealed their frauds amid the flames of the Treasury.&quot; p. 113.</p>
+
+<p>The
+Treasury in Athens was burned to the ground, by the Treasurers, who took
+that method to avoid being called to account for the money they had
+embezzled.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="27"></a>
+<p>&quot;That comes of having the Helots among them.&quot; p. 116.</p>
+
+<p>The freemen of
+Sparta were forbidden the exercise of any mechanical or laborious
+employment. All these duties devolved upon the Helots; while their
+masters spent their time in dancing, feasting, hunting, and fighting.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="28"></a>
+<p>&quot;He approves the law forbidding masters to bestow freedom.&quot; p. 117.</p>
+
+<p>There was a Spartan law forbidding masters to emancipate their slaves.
+About two thousand, who were enfranchised by a public decree, for having
+bravely defended the country during the Peloponessian war, soon after
+disappeared suddenly, and were supposed to have been secretly murdered.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="29"></a>
+<p>&quot;Whip them, merely to remind them of bondage.&quot; p. 117.</p>
+
+<p>The Helots were
+originally a brave people; but after they were conquered by the
+Spartans, no pains were spared to render them servile and degraded. Once
+a year they publicly received a severe flagellation, merely to remind
+them that they were slaves. They were never allowed to learn any liberal
+art, or to sing manly songs. In order to expose them to greater
+contempt, they were often obliged to perform indecent dances, and to get
+brutally drunk, that their master's children might learn to despise such
+uncomely things.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="30"></a>
+<p>&quot;Things as trifling as the turning of a shell.&quot; p. 120.</p>
+
+<p>This was an
+Athenian proverb, applied to things that were done quickly, or changed
+easily.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="31"></a>
+<p>&quot;You must indeed wrestle at Cynosarges.&quot; p. 120.</p>
+
+<p>This was a name of Hercules; and because he was illegitimate, it was
+applied to a place near the Lyceum, where those of half Athenian blood,
+were wont to exercise in gymnastic sports. Themistocles, being partly of
+foreign extraction, induced the young Athenian nobles to go there and
+wrestle with him, that the distinction might be done away.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="32"></a>
+<p>&quot;Festival Anthesteria.&quot; 120.</p>
+
+<p>In honour of Dionysus. The best drinker was rewarded with a golden crown
+and a cask of wine; and none but Athenians were allowed to enter the
+theatre.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="33"></a>
+<p>&quot;Which he inscribed Demos.&quot; p. 131.</p>
+
+<p>A phrase signifying the People, or the Democracy.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="34"></a>
+<p>&quot;Sing their welcome to Ornith&aelig;.&quot; p. 134,</p>
+
+<p>This name was applied to a wind that blew in the spring, at the time
+when the birds began to return. It was a Grecian custom for children to
+go about with garlands from door to door, singing a welcome to the
+swallows, and receiving trifling presents in return.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="35"></a>
+<p>&quot;The marble sent by Darius.&quot; p. 136.</p>
+
+<p>The Persians were so confident of victory that they brought with them
+marble to erect a trophy on the plains of Marathon. From this marble
+Phidias sculptured a statue of Vengeance, which was called Rhamnusia.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="36"></a>
+<p>&quot;Filled my pillow with fresh laurel leaves.&quot; p. 143.</p>
+
+<p>Ph&oelig;bus was supposed to inspire dreams and prophecy; and the laurel
+which was sacred to him, was supposed to be endowed with similar
+properties.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="37"></a>
+<p>&quot;Like one returned from the cave of Trophonius.&quot; p. 147.</p>
+
+<p>In this cave was a celebrated oracle. Those who entered it always
+returned pale and dejected.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="38"></a>
+<p>&quot;Psyche bending over the sleeping Eros.&quot; p. 150.</p>
+
+<p>This beautiful fable represents the union of the human soul with
+immortal love. Pysche was warned that separation would be the
+consequence, if she looked on the countenance of her divine lover. She
+gazed on his features as he slept; and was left to sorrow alone.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="39"></a>
+<p>&quot;Even the Diasia are no longer observed.&quot; p. 154.</p>
+
+<p>Festivals in honour of Zeus, because he delivered men from misfortunes
+and dangers.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="40"></a>
+<p>&quot;When the Muses and the Charities inhabit the same temple.&quot; p. 160.</p>
+
+<p>Among the Greeks, the Graces were called the Charities. It was a
+beautiful idea thus to deify the moral, rather than the outward graces;
+and to represent innocent and loving nymphs, forever hand in hand,
+presiding over kind and gentle actions. The Graces were often worshipped
+in the same temple with the Muses.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="41"></a>
+<p>&quot;Olive garlands suspended on the doors.&quot; p. 185.</p>
+
+<p>This was a common practice during the festival of Thargelia, in honour
+of Ph&oelig;bus.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="42"></a>
+<p>&quot;Gently touched the back part of his head with a small wand.&quot; p. 202.</p>
+
+<p>That the phenomena of animal magnetism were not entirely unknown to the
+ancients, appears by what Clearchus relates of an experiment tried in
+the presence of Aristotle. He speaks of a man who, by means of &quot;a
+soul-attracting wand,&quot; let the soul out of a sleeping lad, and left the
+body insensible. When the soul was again led into the body, it related
+all that had happened to it.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="43"></a>
+<p>&quot;The laws of the country made it impossible to accompany her beloved
+husband.&quot; p. 206.</p>
+
+<p>No woman was allowed to enter Olympia, during the celebration of the
+games.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="44"></a>
+<p>&quot;Deemed he had fallen by the dart of Ph&oelig;bus Apollo.&quot; p. 208.</p>
+
+<p>Those who died very suddenly were supposed to have been struck with the
+arrows of Ph&oelig;bus, or his sister.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="45"></a>
+<p>&quot;Its best pleasures are like the gardens of Adonis.&quot; p. 213.</p>
+
+<p>When the annual procession formed to mourn the death of Adonis, earth
+was placed in shells, and lettuce planted in it, in commemoration of
+Adonis laid out on a bed of lettuces. These shells were called the
+Gardens of Adonis. Their freshness soon withered, on account of the
+shallowness of the earth.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="46"></a>
+<p>&quot;Rather gain one prize from the Choragus than ten from the Gymnasiarch.&quot;
+p. 219.</p>
+
+<p>The first presided over musical and literary competition; the last over
+athletic games.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="47"></a>
+<p>&quot;The statue of Persephone, (that ominous bridal gift.)&quot; p. 226.</p>
+
+<p>While Persephone was gathering flowers, she was seized by Pluto, and
+carried to the regions of the dead, over which she presided. Hence the
+hair of the deceased was consecrated to her, and her name invoked at
+funerals.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="48"></a>
+<p>&quot;Milza sneezed aloud.&quot; p. 227.</p>
+
+<p>This was considered a lucky omen; particularly if the sound came from
+the direction of the right hand.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="49"></a>
+<p>&quot;He will trust to Hermes to help him.&quot; p. 239.</p>
+
+<p>Hermes was the god of lies and fraud.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="50"></a>
+<p>&quot;Have I told you all my flames.&quot; p. 241.</p>
+
+<p>Part of the 14th ode of Anacreon.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="51"></a>
+<p>&quot;Threatened to appeal to the magistrates for another master.&quot; p. 250.</p>
+
+<p>The Athenian slave laws were much more mild than modern codes. If a
+servant complained of being abused, his master had no power to retain
+him.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="52"></a>
+<p>&quot;Build the wall of Hipparchus.&quot; p. 251.</p>
+
+<p>A wall built round the Academia by Hipparchus was so expensive that it
+became a proverb applied to all costly undertakings.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="53"></a>
+<p>&quot;One of the slaves whose modesty Alcibiades had insulted.&quot; p. 251.</p>
+
+<p>Slaves that were either personally abused, or insulted, took refuge in
+the Temple of Theseus, and could not be compelled to return to those of
+whom they complained.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="54"></a>
+<p>&quot;These brooks are Cre&uuml;sa's tears.&quot; p. 253.</p>
+
+<p>Ion was the son of Ph&oelig;bus and Cre&uuml;sa. His mother, to avoid her father's
+displeasure, concealed the birth of the infant, and hid him in the
+grotto, which afterwards bore her name. The child was preserved, and
+brought up in the temple of Ph&oelig;bus.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="55"></a>
+<p>&quot;She does not speak like one brought up at the gates.&quot; p. 254.</p>
+
+<p>The lower classes of tradesmen were generally placed near the gates.</p>
+<br />
+
+<a name="56"></a>
+<p>&quot;One of the illustrious Pasargad&aelig;.&quot; p. 280.</p>
+
+<p>These were the noblest families in Persia.</p>
+
+<hr width="75%" size="1" />
+
+<p>In some unimportant matters, I have not adhered strictly to dates;
+deeming this an allowable freedom in a work so purely romantic, relating
+to times so ancient.</p>
+
+<p>I am aware that the Christian spirit is sometimes infused into a Grecian
+form; and in nothing is this more conspicuous than the representation of
+love as a pure sentiment rather than a gross passion.</p>
+
+<p>Greek names for the deities were used in preference to the Roman,
+because the latter have become familiarized by common and vulgar use.</p>
+
+<p>If there be errors in the application of Greek names and phrases, my
+excuse must be an entire want of knowledge in the classic languages.
+But, like the ignoramus in the Old Drama, I can boast, &quot;Though I <i>speak</i>
+no Greek, I love the <i>sound</i> on't.&quot;</p>
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+<pre>
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