<h3><SPAN name="Page_110" id="Page_110" />V.</h3>
<p>'Well, then, does sovereignty and the intimacy of kings prove able to
confer power? Why, surely does not the happiness of kings endure for
ever? And yet antiquity is full of examples, and these days also, of
kings whose happiness has turned into calamity. How glorious a power,
which is not even found effectual for its own preservation! But if
happiness has its source in sovereign power, is not happiness
diminished, and misery inflicted in its stead, in so far as that power
falls short of completeness? Yet, however widely human sovereignty be
extended, there must still be more peoples left, over whom each several
king holds no sway. Now, at whatever point the power on which happiness
depends ceases, here powerlessness steals in and makes wretchedness; so,
by this way of reckoning, there must needs be a balance of wretchedness
in the <SPAN name="Page_111" id="Page_111" />lot of the king. The tyrant who had made trial of the perils of
his condition figured the fears that haunt a throne under the image of a
sword hanging over a man's head.<SPAN name="FNanchor_G_7" id="FNanchor_G_7" /><SPAN href="#Footnote_G_7" class="fnanchor">[G]</SPAN> What sort of power, then, is this
which cannot drive away the gnawings of anxiety, or shun the stings of
terror? Fain would they themselves have lived secure, but they cannot;
then they boast about their power! Dost thou count him to possess power
whom thou seest to wish what he cannot bring to pass? Dost thou count
him to possess power who encompasses himself with a body-guard, who
fears those he terrifies more than they fear him, who, to keep up the
semblance of power, is himself at the mercy of his slaves? Need I say
anything of the friends of kings, when I show royal dominion itself so
utterly and miserably weak—why ofttimes the royal power in its
plenitude brings them low, ofttimes involves them in its fall? Nero
drove his friend and preceptor, Seneca, to the choice of the manner of
his death. Antoninus exposed Papinianus, who was long power<SPAN name="Page_112" id="Page_112" />ful at
court, to the swords of the soldiery. Yet each of these was willing to
renounce his power. Seneca tried to surrender his wealth also to Nero,
and go into retirement; but neither achieved his purpose. When they
tottered, their very greatness dragged them down. What manner of thing,
then, is this power which keeps men in fear while they possess it—which
when thou art fain to keep, thou art not safe, and when thou desirest to
lay it aside thou canst not rid thyself of? Are friends any protection
who have been attached by fortune, not by virtue? Nay; him whom good
fortune has made a friend, ill fortune will make an enemy. And what
plague is more effectual to do hurt than a foe of one's own household?'<SPAN name="Page_113" id="Page_113" /></p>
<div class="footnotes"><p class="center">FOOTNOTES:</p>
<div class="footnote"><p><SPAN name="Footnote_G_7" id="Footnote_G_7" /><SPAN href="#FNanchor_G_7"><span class="label">[G]</span></SPAN> The sword of Damocles.</p>
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<h3>SONG V.<br/>Self-mastery.</h3>
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<span>Who on power sets his aim,<br/></span>
<span>First must his own spirit tame;<br/></span>
<span>He must shun his neck to thrust<br/></span>
<span>'Neath th' unholy yoke of lust.<br/></span>
<span>For, though India's far-off land<br/></span>
<span>Bow before his wide command,<br/></span>
<span>Utmost Thule homage pay—<br/></span>
<span>If he cannot drive away<br/></span>
<span>Haunting care and black distress,<br/></span>
<span>In his power, he's powerless.<br/></span></div>
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