Cleopatra, Queen of Egypt, -30 B.C. -- Fiction; Egypt -- History -- 332-30 B.C. -- Fiction
It was chiefly on the battle-field that his real character was shown.
Patient, steady, imperturbable, a model both of endurance and of
submission to discipline, Antony won universal admiration. His
soldiers, who had seen him in dangerous crises, would have followed
him to the ends of the earth. They looked on him as a god. A man of
Antony's temperament naturally had violent reactions. The more he
had been restrained, the more he demanded when he was free. During
the heroic retreat from Modena he slept on the hard ground, drank
stagnant water, lived on roots and herbs; but when it was over, and
peace was declared, the high-liver demanded his rights, and the
orgies he held were not exceeded by Silenus himself. Just as
moderation is the safe rule for most men, Antony thrived on excess.
From every fatigue, from every indulgence, he came forth stronger,
more keenly alive, invigorated.
Nature, with all her generous gifts to this grandson of Jupiter and
Semele, had, however, denied him the one thing needful, without which
the others were practically useless: Mark Antony had no commonsense.
How could he have made great decisions? His passions were so
compelling that he was carried away by them before he had time to
reflect. They were irresistible, bearing him on with the force of a
hurricane which is appeased only after having devastated all that
lies in its path. Two elements fought for mastery in his ardent yet
weak spirit: ambition and sensuality. Each, in turn supreme, carried
him to extremes. Ambition, pre-eminent in his youth, had inspired
those valorous deeds which had made him a leader in the invasions of
Gaul and Sicily, and at the death of Cæsar had rendered him
all-powerful in subduing the conspirators; between two campaigns it
had led him to follow in Alexander's path and undertake the conquest
of Persia. But sensuality was the stronger and conquered him at
last. Little by little it took possession of its noble prey, binding
him, engrossing all his faculties, stifling them, one by one, and at
the end throwing him into the abyss of despair.
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