"But your beautiful burnished armour is in Trojan hands. Hector of the flashing helmet is swaggering about in it himself - not that he will enjoy it long, for he is very near to death. So do not think of throwing yourself into the fight before you see me here again. I will come back at sunrise tomorrow with a splendid set of armour from the Lord Hephaestus".
"... the men had flocked to the meeting-place, where a case had come up between two litigants, about the payment of compensation for a man who had been killed. The defendant claimed the right to pay in full and was announcing his intention to the people; but the other contested his claim and refused all compensation. Both parties insisted that the issue should be settled by a referee; and both were cheered by their supporters in the crowd, whom the heralds were attempting to silence. The Elders sat on the sacred bench, a semicircle of polished stone; and each, as he received the speaker's rod from the clear-voiced heralds, came forward in his turn to give his judgment staff in hand. Two talents of gold were displayed in the centre: they were the fee for the Elder whose exposition of the law should prove the best."
"There, in the Forum swarm a num'rous Train;
The Subject of Debate, a Townsman slain:
One pleads the Fine discharg'd, which one deny'd,
And bade the Publick and the Laws decide:
The Witness is produc'd on either Hand;
For this, or that, the partial People stand:
Th' appointed Heralds still the noisy Bands,
And form a Ring, with Scepters in their Hands;
On Seats of Stone, within the sacred Place,
The rev'rend Elders nodded o'er the Case;
Alternate, each th' attesting Scepter took,
And rising solemn, each his Sentence spoke.
Two golden Talents lay amidst, in sight,
The Prize of him who best adjudged the Right."
"I remember to have heard it observed by a very learned man upon such an occasion, that even God himself did not pass sentence upon Adam, before he was called upon to make his defence. 'Adam, says God, where art thou? Hast thou not eaten of the tree, whereof I commanded thee that thou shoudst not eat?' And the same question was put to Eve also."
The inclusion of this reference in successive editions of Sir William Wade's great work on Administrative Law is not the least of many marks of its civilised excellence.
"A juror was paid three obols for each day on which he actually sat to try cases. Payment for jury service had presumably been instituted in order to enable poor men to serve so that juries would be reasonably representative of the whole citizen body; but since the payment made was not enough to support a family, and since by the 420s the courts sat very frequently (perhaps on more than half the days in the year...), there was a tendency for the juries to be manned largely by those who had no other occupation, especially the elderly poor: hence Aristophanes can sometimes treat 'old man' and 'juror' virtually as synonyms..."
"At the outset I will prove to you that there exists no king whose might is greater than ours. Is there a pleasure, a blessing comparable with that of a juryman? Is there a being who lives more in the midst of delights, who is more feared, aged though he be? From the moment I leave my bed, men of power, the most illustrious in the city, await me at the bar of the tribunal; the moment I am seen from the greatest distance, they come forward to offer me a gentle hand, - that has pilfered the public funds; they entreat me, bowing right low and with a piteous voice, 'Oh, father,' they say, 'pity me, I adjure you by the profit you were able to make in the public service or in the army, when dealing with the victuals'. Why, the man who speaks thus would not know of my existence, had I not let him off on some former occasion."
"But I am forgetting the most pleasing thing of all. When I return home with my pay, everyone runs to greet me because of my money. First my daughter bathes me, anoints my feet, stoops to kiss me and, while she is calling me 'dearest father', fishes out my three obols with her tongue."[Endnote viii]
You will remember that three obols was the juror's daily pay. But what is all this about the daughter fishing out the money with her tongue? Now, the fact is that the ancient Greeks, certainly the Athenians, went about carrying their small change in their mouths. Odd though it seems, this is very well attested. There is another example in Wasps itself. Again, Philokleon is talking to Bdelykleon [Endnote ix]:
"... that damned jester, Lysistratus, played me an infamous trick the other day. He received a drachma for the two of us and went on the fish-market to get it changed and then brought me back three mullet scales. I took them for obols and crammed them into my mouth; but the smell choked me and I quickly spat them out. So I dragged him before the court."
"Aristophanes did no doubt intend the words to convey an indecent suggestion, but Philocleon means them metaphorically: the girl is using a flattering and coaxing tongue to induce her father to give her the money."
I do not think there is anything in the wonderfully lubricious Greek original to suggest so precious an approach. I would suppose that Aristophanes meant what he said; though it is worth noticing that Dover observes that this passage "is the only one in comedy which dares to hint at the enjoyment of incestuous contacts".
"The gold and silver dedications in the temples of the Acropolis were melted to defray the costs of a new armament; freedom was promised to slaves, citizenship to resident aliens, for their services in the emergency; and at the end of a month Athens and her allies sent a fleet of 150 triremes to relieve Mytilene. Callicratidas, who had now 170 ships, left 50 to maintain the blockade and sailed with the rest to meet the foe. A great battle was fought near the islets of the Arginusae, south of Lesbos, and the Athenians were victorious. Seventy Spartan ships were sunk or taken, and Callicratidas was slain. An untimely north wind hindered the victors from rescuing the crews of their wrecked ships, as well as from sailing to Mytilene to destroy the rest of the hostile fleet.
"The success had not been won without a certain sacrifice; twenty-five ships had been lost with their crews. It was believed that many of the men, floating about on the wreckage, might have been saved if the officers had taken proper measures."
Mr Liversidge was detained by order of the Secretary of State. He brought an action for false imprisonment. The defendant Secretary of State pleaded the regulation. Mr Liversidge asked for an order that particulars be provided of the Secretary of State's allegation of reasonable cause. The lower courts held that the onus was on Mr Liversidge to show that the Secretary of State had no reasonable cause, and declined to order particulars. The Court of Appeal held that the words 'reasonable cause' imposed no objective condition precedent to the power to detain: "in short, ... the condition is subjective not objective". In the House of Lords [Endnote xiv], four of their Lordships agreed in the result with the Court of Appeal. Lord Atkin's was a lone dissenting voice. Patiently, and with great learning, he set out the case for what he regarded as obvious, though all their other Lordships would not have it: the expression "has reasonable cause" imported the existence of some objective facts capable of justifying a conclusion that the person in question was of hostile origin, and a mere belief on the minister's part in such a justification would not suffice. Then he said this:
"I view with apprehension the attitude of judges who on a mere question of construction when face to face with claims involving the liberty of the subject show themselves more executive-minded than the executive... In this country, amid the clash of arms, the laws are not silent. They may be changed, but they speak the same language in war as in peace. It has always been one of the pillars of freedom, one of the principles of liberty for which on recent authority we are fighting, that the judges are no respecters of persons, and stand between the subject and any attempted encroachment on his liberty by the executive, alert to see that any coercive action is justified by law. In this case I have listened to arguments which might have been addressed acceptably to the Court of King's Bench in the time of Charles I:
"I protest, even if I do it alone, against a strained construction put on words with the effect of giving an uncontrolled power of imprisonment to the minister...
"I know of only one authority which might justify the suggested method of construction: 'When I use a word,' Humpty Dumpty said in a rather scornful tone, 'it means just what I choose it to mean, neither more nor less.' 'The question is,' said Alice, 'whether you can make so many words mean so many different things.' 'The question is,' said Humpty Dumpty, which is to be master - that's all.' (Through the Looking Glass, c.vi.) After all this long discussion the question is whether the words 'If a man has' can mean 'If a man thinks he has'. I am of opinion that they cannot, and that the case should be decided accordingly."
"But since to me
Th' appeal is made, it shall be mine t'elect
Judges of blood, their faith confirm'd by oath,
And ratify the everlasting law.
Prepare you for the trial, call your proofs,
Arrange your evidence, bring all that tends
To aid your cause: I from the holiest men
That grace my city will select to judge
This cause with justice; men, whose sanctity
Abhors injustice, and reveres an oath."
The Oresteia, thus of course including the Eumenides, was Aeschylus' last production in Athens, put on in 458: mid-way between the battle of Salamis and the outbreak of the Peloponnesian War. There seems, does there not, a long distance between "the holiest men that grace my city, whose sanctity abhors injustice" and the lubricious Philokleon.
"He must be left to lie unwept, unburied,
For hungry birds of prey to swoop and feast
On his poor body. So he has decreed,
Our noble Creon, to all the citizens..."
In defiance of Creon's law, Antigone determines to give her brother Polyneices the peace and decency of burial. For this she was to pay with her life. Confronted by Creon, here is how she justified her disobedience [Endnote xix]:
"It was not Zeus who published this decree,
Nor have the Powers who rule among the dead
Imposed such laws as this upon mankind;
Nor could I think that a decree of yours -
A man - could override the laws of Heaven
Unwritten and unchanging. Not of today
Or yesterday is their authority;
They are eternal; no man saw their birth.
Was I to stand before the gods' tribunal
For disobeying them, because I feared
A man? I knew that I should have to die,
Even without your edict; if I die
Before my time, why then I count it gain;
To one who lives as I do, ringed about
With countless miseries, why, death is welcome.
For me to meet this doom is little grief;
But when my mother's son lay dead, had I
Neglected him and left him there unburied,
That would have caused me grief; this causes none.
And if you think it folly, then perhaps
I am accused of folly by the fool."
"Suppose the laws and the state... came and confronting us as we were about to run away from here were to say: 'Tell me, Socrates, what are you thinking about doing? Are you contemplating by this act [sc. escape] that you're attempting anything other than the destruction of us, the laws, and the whole city insofar as you can? Or, do you think that the city can still exist and not be destroyed when the decisions handed down in the courts have no force but are left without authority by private citizens and are destroyed?' What shall we say, Crito, to this and other things of the same sort?... Or shall we say to them, 'The city was unjust to us and did not judge my case correctly'. Shall we say this or what?"
And Crito drearily replies, "That's what we'll say, by god, Socrates". But of course Socrates disagrees. He accepts the argument that he himself puts in the mouth of the State, that it would be a betrayal of the State which had nurtured him, and so an unjust act, were he to escape.
"I speak for a state where one man rules,
Not a rabble. We don't have loud-mouths there,
Filling our ears and twisting us
This way, that way,
Whichever way their own profit lies -
One day riding high, next scrabbling,
Slandering, blaming the innocent
And skipping off scot-free.
The people! How can a people rule?
Has a people a single voice, a single brain?
Has a people experience? Farmworkers,
Good at what they do, no doubt,
But who expects them to drop their hoes
And bend their intelligence to affairs of state?
They've nothing; they're tongues on legs;
They talk themselves up
From the furrow to the stars.
They sicken their betters."
This is how Theseus of Athens answers him [Endnote xxiv]:
"If a state gives one man absolute power,
Puts itself in one man's hands, it's doomed.
The rule of law dies first. He makes up laws
To please himself. In an equal state,
Where all are equal, all are free,
The law's written down, it's the same for all,
Rights guaranteed for rich and poor alike.
Weak stands up to strong, its voice is equal,
The contest's not in strength, but justice.
When we gather in Assembly, our heralds ask
'In Athens' name, for the city's sake,
Who wants to speak?' If you've something to say,
You say it, it's an honour; if you've not, you don't.
Democracy, we call it."
"Passer-by, go tell the Spartans
That we lie here, obedient to their commands."
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