Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 68, No 422, December 1850Various
General
Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Vol. 68, No 422, December 1850
Various
England -- Periodicals; Scotland -- Periodicals
We shall now, to justify our assertion that it is in the dramatic poets
of modern Europe that a parallel can alone be found to the condensed
power of ancient eloquence, proceed to give a few quotations from the
most celebrated speeches of antiquity. We have selected, in general,
those from the historians, as they are shorter than the orations
delivered in the forum, and can be given entire. A fragment from a
speech of Demosthenes or Cicero gives no sort of idea of the original,
because what goes before is withheld. To scholars we need not plead
indulgence for the inadequacy of our translations: they will not expect
what they know to be impossible.
Tacitus, in his Life of Agricola, puts into the mouth of Galgacus the
following oration, when he was animating the Caledonians to their last
battle with the Romans under Agricola.
"As often as I reflect on the origin of the war, and our
necessities, I feel a strong conviction that this day, and your
will, are about to lay the foundations of British liberty. For
we have all known what slavery is, and no place of retreat lies
behind us. The sea even is insecure when the Roman fleet hovers
around. Thus arms and war, ever coveted by the brave, are now
the only refuge of the cowardly. In former actions, in which the
Britons fought with various success against the Romans, our valour
was a resource to look to, for we, the noblest of all the nation,
and on that account placed in its inmost recesses, unused to the
spectacle of servitude, had our eyes even inviolate from its
hateful sight. We, the last of the earth, and of freedom, unknown
to fame, have been hitherto defended by our remoteness; now, the
extreme limits of Britain appear, and the unknown is ever regarded
as the magnificent. No refuge is behind us; naught but the rocks
and the waves, and the deadlier Romans: men whose pride you have
in vain sought to deprecate by moderation and subservience. The
robbers of the globe, when the land fails they scour the sea.
Is the enemy rich, they are avaricious; is he poor, they are
ambitious--the East and the West are unable to satiate their
desires. Wealth and poverty are alike coveted by their rapacity.
To carry off, massacre, seize on false pretences, they call
empire; and when they make a desert, they call it peace.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account