Imitation, indeed, was a general principle of action with Hadrian, and
the key to much of his public conduct; and allowably enough, considering
the exemplary lives (in a public sense) of some who had preceded him,
and the singular anxiety with which he distinguished between the lights
and shadows of their examples. He imitated the great Dictator, Julius,
in his vigilance of inspection into the civil, not less than the martial
police of his times, shaping his new regulations to meet abuses as they
arose, and strenuously maintaining the old ones in vigorous operation.
As respected the army, this was matter of peculiar praise, because
peculiarly disinterested; for his foreign policy was pacific; [Footnote:
"Expeditiones sub eo," says Spartian, "graves nullæ fuerunt. Bella etiam
silentio pene transacta." But he does not the less add, "A militibus,
propter curam exercitus nimiam, multum amatus est."] he made no new
conquests; and he retired from the old ones of Trajan, where they
could not have been maintained without disproportionate bloodshed, or
a jealousy beyond the value of the stake. In this point of his
administration he took Augustus for his model; as again in his care of
the army, in his occasional bounties, and in his paternal solicitude for
their comforts, he looked rather to the example of Julius. Him also he
imitated in his affability and in his ambitious courtesies; one instance
of which, as blending an artifice of political subtlety and simulation
with a remarkable exertion of memory, it may be well to mention. The
custom was, in canvassing the citizens of Rome, that the candidate
should address every voter by his name; it was a fiction of republican
etiquette, that every man participating in the political privileges of
the State must be personally known to public aspirants. But, as this
was supposed to be, in a literal sense, impossible to all men with the
ordinary endowments of memory, in order to reconcile the pretensions of
republican hauteur with the necessities of human weakness, a custom had
grown up of relying upon a class of men, called _nomenclators_, whose
express business and profession it was to make themselves acquainted
with the person and name of every citizen. One of these people
accompanied every candidate, and quietly whispered into his ear the
name of each voter as he came in sight. Few, indeed, were they who could
dispense with the services of such an assessor; for the office imposed
a twofold memory, that of names and of persons; and to estimate the
immensity of the effort, we must recollect that the number of voters
often far exceeded one quarter of a million. The very same trial of
memory he undertook with respect to his own army, in this instance
recalling the well known feat of Mithridates. And throughout his life he
did not once forget the face or name of any veteran soldier whom he ever
had occasion to notice, no matter under what remote climate, or under
what difference of circumstances.
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