“Talk about famous. Everyone’s heard of Cicero.” Uttered Titus Pullo before his blade was plunged into the nape of the greatest of Roman statesman. In Cicero’s last moment, surrounded by the mesmerising beauty of his beloved homeland in the sweltering summer, he closed his eyes, as if to retrace all his deeds and accomplishments, to weigh again the burden he had bore for his convictions and love for his country, and to judge once more for himself his conscience before his ascent to the Gods.
Grimly and firmly Cicero signalled to his assassin in wait, “Alright, now.”
Blood poured out of his frail body like the rush of the Tiber. Eagles circled above in an azure sky. Cicero, having served his country tirelessly for 63 years, died in defence of its republican constitution. Perhaps it was for the best. With the passing of Cicero, republic Rome abandoned its last vestige of its founding principles, simultaneously planting the seed for its subsequent expansion and destruction, a prospect Cicero would have abhorred, had he lived to see the rise and fall of the Roman empire.
Television fans would have recognised this long winded introduction an extract from HBO’s remarkable historical drama Rome. While an American TV series is hardly the appropriate conduit for a discussion on some of the most treasured speeches given by Cicero, it does to an extent reflect the undying legacy of his life long pursuit of rhetorical, political, and philosophical excellence. Master of many motifs, and a tutor of men, Cicero represents the pinnacle of a myriad of subjects. But to me, Cicero is first and foremost a patriot. A devote civil servant who gave his life and blood to the betterment of his country, who was determined in the face of danger, dignified in the presence of dictators, and deliberate in view of his dogmas. In this collection of Cicero’s most daring and distinguished political speeches, where we are taken on a journey through Cicero’s scholarly youth, to his glorious suppression of the Catilinarian conspiracy, and to his final, turbulent years of Caesar’s triumphant return and the ensuing chaos of his assassination, I found inspiration.
Although Cicero was no stoic and have often been criticised for his tendency to waver, and indeed he did praise both Caesar and Brutus, anti-polars in the dying years of the Roman republic. Cicero was no coward. Indeed a careful perusal of his speeches yields a man of firm principles, who nevertheless was not afraid to subjugate himself in order to serve his country. He was thus both the last defence of Rome’s founding ideals of liberty and freedom (as reflected in his Philippics and In Catilinams), and the deft compromiser playing deference to the tyrant. But under no circumstances can we find Cicero abandoning his virtues in search of personal gains, even as he praised Caesar, he understood the need of a united Rome, and reminded the regal ruler his duty to his country.
I am far too inept to write to the depth and the necessarily frills indebted to this volume. But of one matter I am certain. As I read through each of Cicero’s pause and exclamations, envisaging the ease of which the senator spoke and gestured to an attentive audience, and knowing ominously his fate as the book closed on the last sentence of Philippic II – “Two things alone I long for: first, that when I die I may leave the Roman people free – the immortal gods could bestow on me no greater blessing; and second, that each person’s fate may reflect the way he has behaved towards his country.” I was moved. Not only by the excellence of Cicero’s rhetoric, but also by his patriotism. That in times of great change and instability, he was ever the vigilant sentinel to his country and his convictions as in peace time, that a true patriot never forgets his obligations to his peers and in all his deeds, be reminded of his duty to his homeland. That to live empty of value is to die continuously, and to die nobly in the cause of country and man, is to live forever.