Letter 17

Quintus Aurelius SymmachusUnknown|c. 373 AD|symmachus

I'd nearly resigned myself to writing you a brief, empty letter — there was nothing worth reporting, and when there's a shortage of news, there's no point in indulging in words. But just in time, a declamation by our rhetorician Palladius expanded my page.

His performance won the approval of the leading literary men, and you shouldn't be kept in the dark about it. Since this kind of report suits both my duty to you and your own interests, I dictated my impressions as soon as the audience broke up, while my excitement was still fresh.

Palladius's speech moved the Latin assembly in the manner of an Athenian guest: with skillful arrangement, rich invention, weighty ideas, and luminous language. I speak from my own judgment: he's as fine a man in character as he is in oratory.

Our Roman colleagues — who frequently disagree among themselves on other matters — were unanimous in their praise of him. I truly believe, and my confidence is not misplaced, that this is what comes of a rhetorical dynasty: genius runs in the blood. It's not just a face or coloring that marks a man as his father's son — nature has surer proofs. The heirs of good thinking and good speaking are born, not made. What others learn through instruction, this man was born with.

I didn't think I should keep this from you, both because I hold nothing back out of love for you, and because I want Palladius's fine qualities to be known. Take care of your health, and since you have every facility for writing, add the will to do it. Farewell.

Modern English rendering for readability. See the 19th-century translation or original Latin/Greek for scholarly use.

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