Text Patterns - by Alan Jacobs

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

"not to waver with the wavering hours"

I've just been teaching Horace's Epistles, and it strikes me that Horace ought to be the man of our social-media moment — the man who shows us another and better way.

In the first of those Epistles, Horace writes to his patron Maecenas — the one who bought him his Sabine farm that allows him to escape the noise and frenetic activity of Rome — to describe what he’s up to:

… my ambition to advance myself
In the sort of project that, if carried out
Successfully, is good for anyone,
Whether rich or poor, and its failure is bound to be
Harmful to anyone, whether he’s young or old. 

This “project” is, he says, to “devote myself entirely to the study / Of what is genuine and right for me, / Storing up what I learn for the sake of the future.” (I am quoting from David Ferry’s wonderful translation.) He needs to be on his farm to pursue this project, because life in the city, with its constant stimulation, creates too much agitation. And as he writes to another friend, Julius Florus (I.3), “if you’re able to learn to do without / Anxiety’s chilling effect, you’ll be able to follow / The lead of wisdom up to the highest reaches.”

Later (I.18) he exhorts Lollius Maximus to “interrogate the writings of the wise,”

Asking them to tell you how you can
Get through your life in a peaceable tranquil way.
Will it be greed, that always feels poverty-stricken,
That harasses and torments you all your days?
Will it be hope and fear about trivial things,
In anxious alternation in your mind?
Where is it virtue comes from, is it from books?
Or is it a gift from Nature that can’t be learned?
What is the way to become a friend to yourself?
What brings tranquility? What makes you care less?
Honor? Or money? Or living your life unnoticed?
Whenever I drink from the cold refreshing waters
Of the little brook Digentia, down below
Our local hill town, what do you think I pray for?
“May I continue to have what I have right now,
Or even less, as long as I’m self-sufficient.
If the gods should grant me life, though just for a while,
May I live my life to myself, with books to read,
And food to sustain me for another year,
And not to waver with the wavering hours.” 

The “wavering hours” waver because they’re charged with the nervous energy that comes from a too-busy life, a life of agitation and anxiety. As a youth Horace studied philosophy in Athens, and there he would have learned about the inestimable value of ataraxia — a peaceable and tranquil spirit. Because if you don’t have that, then you become a victim of your circumstances — and, especially in our time, a victim of propaganda.

Reading old books is a very valuable thing, because it takes you out of the maelstrom of “current events”; and it’s especially valuable to read old books like those by Horace because they will tell you quite directly how vital it is for you to learn this lesson.

5 comments:

  • My first reaction to this was the rather cynical one: that it's considerably easier to live out this very attractive-sounding philosophy if you happen to be good friends with one of the richest men in the world, and if he's happy to pay all your bills. Some of us have to work for a living! A degree of anataraxia may be inevitable in such a situation. But then again: at least I work to a legally constituted contract of employment that means, provided I do my job properly, my employer can't fire me. The problem with a patron is that you live on his whim, and must to expend considerable and I would assume anxious energy in sycophancy. And since Maecenas was Octavian/Augustus's right hand man, and Horace fought against them both in the civil war, he's always already on the back foot, as it were. Dryden called Horace a "well-mannered court slave", and I daresay it's better to be a stressed out working joe than a slave.

  • Yes, but was Dryden right? It seems unlikely that we'd still be reading, and profiting from reading, the work of a sycophantic slave two thousand years after he wrote it. There might be just a little more to Horace than that — and likewise to your buddy Vergil, who certainly seems at least as flattering of Augustus as Horace of Maecenas. (And Horace's epistle to Augustus has more sharp edges to it than anything in the Aeneid, IMO.)

    And I wonder if your comment isn't self-contradictory. On the one hand you say that it's easy for Horace to practice ataraxia because he has a rich patron; on the other, you say that "the problem with a patron is that you live on his whim." Maybe it's because Horace is dependent on his patron that he prays for a tranquil mind and contentment within limits. His Stoicism is not a philosophy for people who are comfortable but rather for those who must live with precarity.

  • Indeed my comment is self-contradictory! It was very much a 'my first thought was ... but then I thought again' sort of musing, something I should have made clearer in my phrasing. I suppose I was talking myself round to thinking that, actually, I'm in a better place to go after a twist of the old ataraxia than somebody as precariously placed as old Horatio ...

  • Duh. You're right, and I'm sorry. Trying to reply between bouts of class prep clearly isn't a good idea. I will put on the cone of shame.

  • "it's better to be a stressed out working joe than a slave"

    My political lodestar is a world where these aren't the only options, but where everyone, workers included, is afforded the leisure to learn, reflect, contemplate, or poetize- at least a little bit!

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