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Moral essays. With an English translation by J.W. Basore

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ON ANGER, III. XXXV. 3-xxxvi. 1mass-meeting ? You do not have ears only for thepurpose of listening to melodious sounds, soft <strong>an</strong>dsweetly drawn <strong>an</strong>d all in harmony ;you should alsolend ear to laughter <strong>an</strong>d weeping, to soft words <strong>an</strong>dbitter, to happiness <strong>an</strong>d sorrow, to the voices of men<strong>an</strong>d the roars <strong>an</strong>d barking of <strong>an</strong>imals. Poor fellow !why do you shudder at the shouting of a slave, atthe rattling of bronze, or the b<strong>an</strong>ging of a door ?Although you are so sensitive, you have to hsten tothunder. And all this which I have said about theears you may apply as well to the eyes, which if theyare not well schooled suffer not less from squeamishness.They are offended <strong>by</strong> a spot, <strong>by</strong> dirt, <strong>by</strong>tarnished silver, <strong>an</strong>d <strong>by</strong> a pool that is not tr<strong>an</strong>sparentto the bottom. These same eyes, forsooth, thatc<strong>an</strong>not tolerate marble unless it is mottled <strong>an</strong>dpohshed ^vith recent rubbing, that c<strong>an</strong>not tolerate atable unless it is marked <strong>by</strong> m<strong>an</strong>y a vein, that athome would see under foot only pavements morecostly th<strong>an</strong> gold—these eyes when outside willbehold, all unmoved, rough <strong>an</strong>d muddy paths <strong>an</strong>ddirty peoplej as are most of those they meet, <strong>an</strong>dtenement walls crumbled <strong>an</strong>d cracked <strong>an</strong>d out ofline. Why is it, then, that we are not offended onthe street, yet are <strong>an</strong>noyed at home, except that inthe one case we are in <strong>an</strong> unruffled <strong>an</strong>d toler<strong>an</strong>t stateof mind, <strong>an</strong>d in the other are peevish <strong>an</strong>d faultfinding?All our senses ought to be trained to endur<strong>an</strong>ce.They are naturally long-suffering, if only the minddesists from weakening them. This should besummoned to give <strong>an</strong> account of itself every day.Sextius had this habit, <strong>an</strong>d when the day was over<strong>an</strong>d he had retired to his nightly rest, he would put339

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