Feminism in Greek Literature from Homer to Aristotle — Aristotle — John Shaqi
Feminism in Greek Literature from Homer to Aristotle
Aristotle · en
The same frame of mind that invented these tales ascribed to Sappho all
kinds of unnatural vice, degraded Helen into a wanton, and Penelope
into a shrew, and made it seem only logical that women, being the
creatures they were, should be kept prisoners in a harem and confined to
child-bearing—that indispensable function being, indeed, the main reason
for their being allowed to exist at all.
The tales of Pasiphaë, Leda, and Europa, however, though useful enough
in their way, are a little crude, and we have a more artistic method
employed in the passages which about this time were incorporated into the
Iliad by Ionian poets, with the idea of degrading the whole conception
of the two divinities who represent womanly love, Hera and Aphrodite.
Hera, the goddess of married life, the wife in her divine aspect, is
represented by these decadents as an interfering termagant, spying upon
her husband and seeking always to thwart him in the enjoyment of his
legitimate lusts and caprices; Aphrodite, the goddess of unrestrained
physical passion, becomes a calculating courtesan.
The method pursued is that same kind of false realism which has supplied
our comic stage with the well-worn themes of the old maid and the
mother-in-law, and it need hardly be said that it harmonises very badly
with the romantic splendour of the epic lays. The heroic hexameter gives
for our ears an air of nobility even to this stuff, but in its essence it
is colloquial style of a rather tawdry sort, and one or two passages will
illustrate its character; for example, the last hundred lines of Book 1
of the Iliad, an episode altogether out of harmony with the rest of the
book. Thetis has come to ask Zeus to avenge her son: Hera knows of her
visit, and this is the language she uses to her husband:
You crafty one—you know it’s true; who of the gods, pray,
has been plotting with you again? You know that is what you
like, to get away from me and to make up your mind without me,
keeping your plans secret: never yet have you had the decency
to tell me outright what you mean to do.