Empresses -- Rome -- Biography; Women -- Rome -- Biography
They came to Rome at the peace of 166, and Marcus could not fail to
learn in full the character of the man to whom he had entrusted his
daughter and half his power. The villa which Verus occupied in the
Clodian Way was the most notorious house of debauch in Rome. It swarmed
with the dancing-girls, boys, Eastern slaves, musicians, conjurors,
etc., that Verus had brought from the East. One room was fitted up as
a popular tavern, and we must leave under the veil of a dead language
the abominations that were perpetrated there. One can only repeat such
comparatively decent details as that Verus would have gladiators to
fight in his house during dinner, and prolong the carouse until his
slaves had to bear away his stupefied form on his couch; or that, on
other occasions, he would emulate the early feats of Nero, and revel at
nights in the wine-shops and brothels of the popular quarter. One night
he gave a superbly furnished banquet, and at the close, in a drunken
fit, presented to his guests the costly plate, and even the litters,
with silver-harnessed mules, in which they were taken home.
Marcus made several futile attempts to brace him by a campaign in the
north, and must have been sincerely relieved when he at last paid, by
a premature death, the price of his excesses. Lucilla had then been
Empress for eleven years. As she is barely noticed in the chronicles,
we are left to imagine the effect on her of living through her early
womanhood in such a palace as that of Verus. Probably disgust saved her
very largely from the taint. Verus’s sister Fabia lived with them, and
was generally believed to be intimate with her brother. She at least
usurped the place of Lucilla in authority, and the Empress must have
been as much relieved as her father when Verus died. He was rumoured
to have been poisoned by Lucilla because of his relations with Fabia;
by Faustina, for betraying his relations with her; and by Marcus, to
rid the Empire of his sottishness. But an apoplectic fit would be so
natural a crown to such a career that we can dispense with so much
poison.
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