THE DIVINE HISTORY OF JESUS CHRIST |
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF CLEOPATRA, QUEEN OF EGYPTPART
I.
CLEOPATRA
AND CAESAR
CHAPTER I.
AN
INTRODUCTORY STUDY OF THE CHARACTER OF CLEOPATRA.
To those who make a
close inquiry into the life of Cleopatra lit will speedily become apparent that
the generally accepted estimate of her character was placed before
the public by those who sided against her in regard to the quarrel between
Antony and Octavian. During the last years of her life the great Queen of
Egypt became the mortal enemy of the first of the Roman Emperors, and
the memory of her historic hostility was perpetuated by the supporters of
every Caesar of that dynasty. Thus the beliefs now current as to
Cleopatra s nefarious influence upon Julius Caesar and Marc
Antony are, in essence, the simple abuse of her opponents; nor has
History preserved to us any record of her life set down by one who was her
partisan in the great struggle in which she so bravely engaged herself. It
is a noteworthy fact, however, that the writer who is most fair to her
memory, namely, the inimitable Plutarch, appears to have obtained much of
his information from the diary kept by Cleopatra's doctor, Olympus. I do
not presume in this volume to offer any kind of apology for the
much-maligned Queen, but it will be my object to describe the events of
her troubled life in such a manner that her aims, as I understand them,
may be fairly placed before the reader; and there can be little doubt that, if
I succeed in giving plausibility to the speculations here advanced, the
actions of Cleopatra will, without any particular advocacy, assume a
character which, at any rate, is no uglier than that of every other actor
in this strange drama.
The injustice, the
adverse partiality, of the attitude assumed by classical authors will speedily
become apparent to all unbiassed students; and a single instance of this
obliquity of judgment is all that need be mentioned here to illustrate my
contention. I refer to the original intimacy between Cleopatra and Julius
Caesar. According to the accepted view of historians, both ancient
and modern, the great Dictator is supposed to have been led astray by
the voluptuous Egyptian, and to have been detained in Alexandria, against
his better judgment, by the wiles of this Siren of the East. At this time,
however, as will be seen in due course, Cleopatra, the stranger for whom
the Roman half-brick was never wanting, was actually an unmarried girl of
some twenty-one years of age, against whose moral character not one
shred of trustworthy evidence can be advanced; while, on the other hand,
Caesar was an elderly man who had ruined the wives and daughters of an
astounding number of his friends, and whose reputation for such seductions
was of a character almost past belief. How anybody, therefore, who has the
known facts before him, can attribute the blame to Cleopatra in this
instance, must become altogether incomprehensible to any student of the
events of that time. I do not intend to represent the Queen of Egypt as a
particularly exalted type of her sex, but an attempt will be made to deal
justly with her, and by giving her on occasion, as in a court of law, the
benefit of the doubt, I feel assured that the reader will be able to see
in her a very good average type of womanhood. Nor need I, in so
doing, be accused of using on her behalf the privilege of
the biographer, which is to make excuses. I will not simply set forth
the case for Cleopatra as it were in her defence: I
will tell the whole story of her life as it appears to me, admitting
always the possible correctness of the estimate of her character held by
other historians, but, at the same time, offering to public consideration
a view of her deeds and devices which, if accepted, will clear
her memory of much of that unpleasant stigma so long attached to it,
and will place her reputation upon a level with those of the many famous
persons of her time, not one of whom can be called either thoroughly bad
or wholly good.
So little is known
with any certainty as to Cleopatra s appearance, that the biographer must feel
considerable reluctance in presenting her to his readers in
definite guise; yet the duties of an historian do not permit him to
deal with ghosts and shadows, or to invoke from the past only the misty
semblance of those who once were puissant realities. For him the dead must
rise not as phantoms hovering uncertainly at the mouth of
their tombs, but as substantial entities observable in every detail
to the mental eye; and he must endeavour to convey
to others the impression, however faulty, which he himself has received.
In the case of Cleopatra the materials necessary for her resuscitation are
meagre, and one is forced to call in the partial assistance of
the imagination in the effort to rebuild once more that body which
has been so long dissolved into Egyptian dust.
A few coins upon
which the Queen's profile is stamped, and a bust of poor workmanship in the
British Museum, are the sole sources of information as to her
features. The colour of her eyes and of her hair
is not known; nor can it be said whether her skin was white
as alabaster, like that of many of her Macedonian fellow country women, or
whether it had that olive tone so often observed amongst the Greeks. Even
her beauty, or rather the degree of her beauty, is not clearly defined. It
must be remembered that, so far as we know, not one drop of Oriental
blood flowed in Cleopatra s veins, and that therefore her type must be
considered as Macedonian Greek. The slightly brown skin of the Egyptian,
the heavy dark eyes of the East, full, as it were, of sleep, the
black hair of silken texture, are not features which are to be assigned to
her. On the contrary, many Macedonian women are fair-haired and blue-eyed,
and that colouring is frequently to be seen
amongst the various peoples of the Eastern Mediterranean. Nevertheless, it
seems most probable, all things considered, that she was a brunette; but
in describing her as such it must be borne in mind that there is nothing
more than a calculated likelihood to guide us.
The features of her
face seem to have been strongly moulded, although the
general effect given is that of smallness and delicacy. Her nose was
aquiline and prominent, the nostrils being sensitive and having an appearance
of good breeding. Her mouth was beautifully formed, the lips appearing to be
finely chiselled. Her eyes were large and well
placed, her eyebrows delicately pencilled. The
contour of her cheek and chin was charmingly rounded, softening, thus, the
lines of her clear-cut features. Her beauty, says Plutarch,
was not in itself altogether incomparable, nor such as to strike
those who saw her ; and he adds that Octavia, afterwards
Antony's wife, was the more beautiful of the two women. But he admits, and
no other man denies, that her personal charm and magnetism were very
great. She was splendid to hear and to see, says Dion Cassius, and
was capable of conquering the hearts which had resisted most obstinately
the influence of love and those which had been frozen by age.
It is probable that
she was very small in build. In order to obtain admittance to her palace upon
an occasion of which we shall presently read, it is related that she
was rolled up in some bedding and carried over the shoulders of an
attendant, a fact which indicates that her weight was not considerable.
The British Museum bust seems to portray the head of a small woman;
and, moreover, Plutarch refers to her in terms which suggest that her
charm lay to some extent in her daintiness. One imagines her thus to have
been in appearance a small, graceful woman; prettily rounded rather
than slight; white-skinned; dark-haired and dark-eyed; beautiful, and yet by no
means a perfect type of beauty.
Her voice is said
to have been her most powerful weapon, for by the perfection of its
modulations it was at all times wonderfully persuasive and seductive.
The Devil hath
not, in all his quiver's choice,
An arrow for the
heart like a sweet voice,
says Byron; and in
the case of Cleopatra this poignant gift of Nature must have served her well
throughout her life. Familiarity with her, writes Plutarch, had
an irresistible charm; and her form, combined with her persuasive
speech, and with the peculiar character which in a manner was diffused
about her behaviour, produced a certain
piquancy. There was a sweetness in the sound of her voice when she spoke.
Her charm of speech, Dion Cassius tells us, was such that she won all
who listened.
Her grace of manner
was as irresistible as her voice; for, as Plutarch remarks, there seems to have
been this peculiar, undefined charm in her behaviour.
It may have been largely due to a kind of elusiveness and subtilty;
but it would seem also to have been accentuated by a somewhat naive and
childish manner, a way-wardnesss, an audacity, a
capriciousness, which enchanted those around her. Though often wild and
inclined to romp, she possessed considerable dignity and at times was
haughty and proud. Pliny speaks of her as being disdainful and vain, and
indeed so Cicero found her when he met her in Rome; but this was an
attitude perhaps assumed by the Queen as a defence against the light criticisms of those Roman nobles of the Pompeian
faction who may have found her position not so honourable as she herself believed it to be. There is, indeed, little to indicate
that her manner was by nature overbearing; and one is inclined to
picture her as a natural, impulsive woman who passed readily from
haughtiness to simplicity. Her actions were spontaneous, and one may suppose
her to have been in her early years as often artless as cunning. Her
character was always youthful, her temperament vivacious, and her manner
frequently what may be called harum-scarum. She enjoyed life, and with candour took from it whatever pleasures it held out to
her. Her untutored heart leapt from mirth to sorrow, from comedy to
tragedy, with unexpected ease; and with her small hands she
tossed about her the fabric of her complex circumstances like
a mantle of light and darkness.
She was a gifted
woman, endowed by nature with ready words and a happy wit. She could easily
turn her tongue, says Plutarch, like a many-stringed instrument, to any
language that she pleased. She had very seldom need of an interpreter for
her communication with foreigners, but she answered most men by
herself, namely Ethiopians, Troglodytes, Hebrews, Arabs,
Syrians, Medes, and Parthians. She is said to have learned the language
of many other peoples, though the kings, her predecessors, had not even
taken the pains to learn the Egyptian tongue, and some of them had not so
much as given up the Macedonian dialect. Statecraft made a strong
appeal to her, and as Queen of Egypt she served the cause of her dynasty's
independence and aggrandisement with passionate
energy. Dion Cassius tells us that she was intensely ambitious, and most
careful that due honour should be paid to her
throne. Her actions go to confirm this estimate, and one may see her consumed
at times with a legitimate desire for world-power. Though clever and
bold she was not highly skilled, so far as one can see, in the diplomatic
art; but she seems to have plotted and schemed in the manner common to
her house, not so much with great acuteness or profound depth as with
sustained intensity and a sort of conviction. Tenacity of purpose is seen to
have been her prevailing characteristic; and her unwavering struggle for
her rights and those of her son Caesarion will surely be followed by
the interested reader through the long story before him with real
admiration.
It is unanimously
supposed that Cleopatra was, as Josephus words it, a slave to her lusts. The
vicious sensuality of the East, the voluptuous degeneracy of
an Oriental court, are thought to have found their most apparent
expression in the person of this unfortunate Queen. Yet what was there,
beyond the ignorant and prejudiced talk of her Roman enemies, to give a
foundation to such an estimate of her character? She lived practically as
Caesar's wife for some years, it being said, I believe with absolute
truth, that he intended to make her Empress of Rome and his legal consort.
After his assassination she married Antony, and cohabited with him
until the last days of her life. At an age when the legal rights of
marriage were violated on every side, when all Rome and all Alexandria
were deeply involved in domestic intrigues, Cleopatra, so far as I can
see, confined her attentions to the two men who in sequence each acted
towards her in the manner of a legitimate husband, each being recognised in Egypt as her divinely-sanctioned consort. The
words of Dion Cassius, which tell us that no wealth could satisfy her,
and her passions were insatiable, do not suggest a more significant
foundation than that her life was lived on extravagant and prodigal lines.
There is no doubt that she was open to the accusations of her enemies, who
described her habits as dissipated and intemperate; but there seems to be
little to indicate that she was in any way a Delilah or a Jezebel. For all
we know, she may have been a very moral woman: certainly she was the fond
mother of four children, a fact which, even at that day, may be said to
indicate, to a certain extent, a voluntary assumption of the duties of
motherhood. After due consideration of all the evidence, I am of
opinion that though her nature may have been somewhat voluptuous, and
though her passions were not always under control, the best instincts of
her sex were by no means absent; and indeed, in her maternal aspect, she
may be described as a really good woman.
The state of
society at the time must be remembered. In Rome, as well as in Alexandria, love
intrigues were continuously in progress. Mommsen, in writing of
the moral corruption of the age, speaks of the
extraordinary degeneracy of the dancing girl of the period,
whose record pollutes even the pages of history. But, he adds,
their, as it were, licensed trade was materially injured by the free act
of the ladies of aristocratic circles. Liaisons in the first houses had
become so frequent that only a scandal altogether exceptional could make
them the subject of special talk, and judicial interference seemed now almost
ridiculous. Against such a background Cleopatra's domestic life with Caesar,
and afterwards with Antony, assumes, by contrast, a fair character which
is not without its refreshing aspect. We see her intense and lifelong
devotion to her eldest son Caesarion, we picture her busy nursery in the
royal palace, which at one time resounded to the cries of a pair of lusty
twins, and the vision of the Oriental voluptuary fades from our
eyes. Can this dainty little woman, we ask, who soothes at her breast
the cries of her fat baby, while three sturdy youngsters play around her,
be the sensuous Queen of the East? Can this tender, ingenuous, smiling
mother of Caesar's beloved son be the Siren of Egypt? There is not a
particle of trustworthy evidence to show that Cleopatra carried on a
single love affair in her life other than the two recorded so dramatically
by history, nor is there any evidence to show that in those two affairs
she conducted herself in a licentious manner.
Cleopatra was in
many ways a refined and cultured woman. Her linguistic powers indicate a
certain studiousness; and at the same time she seems to have been a
patron of the arts. It is recorded that she made Antony present to the
city of Alexandria the library which once belonged to Pergamum, consisting
of 200,000 volumes; and Cicero seems to record the fact that
she interested herself in obtaining certain books for him
from Alexandria. She inherited from her family a temperament naturally
artistic; and there is no reason to suppose that she failed to carry on
the high tradition of her house in this regard. She was a patron also
of the sciences, and Photinus, the mathematician, who wrote both on
arithmetic and geometry, published a book actually under her name, called
the Canon of Cleopatra. The famous physician Dioscorides was, it would seem, the friend and attendant of the Queen; and the
books which he wrote at her court have been read throughout the ages. Sosigenes, the astronomer, was also, perhaps, a friend
of Cleopatra, and it may have been through her good offices that he was
introduced to Caesar, with whom he collaborated in the reformation of
the calendar. The evidence is very inconsiderable in regard to the Queen's
personal attitude towards the arts and sciences, but sufficient may be
gleaned to give some support to the suggestion that she did not fall below
the standard set by her forefathers. One feels that her interest in such
matters is assured by the fact that she held for so long the devotion of
such a man of letters as Julius Caesar. There is little doubt that she was
capable of showing great seriousness of mind when occasion demanded.,
and that her demeanour, so frequently tumultuous, was
often thoughtful and quiet.
At the same time,
however, one must suppose that she viewed her life with a light heart, having,
save towards the end, a greater familiarity with laughter than
with tears. She was at all times ready to make merry or jest, and a
humorous adventure seems to have made a special appeal to her. With
Antony, as we shall see, she was wont to wander around the city at
night-time, knocking at people's doors in the darkness and running
away when they were opened. It is related how once when Antony was
fishing in the sea, she made a diver descend into the water to attach to
his line a salted fish, which he drew to the surface amidst the greatest
merriment. One gathers from the early writers that her
conversation was usually sparkling and gay; and it would seem that there
was often an infectious frivolity in her manner which made her society
most exhilarating.
She was eminently a
woman whom men might love, for she was active, high-spirited, plucky, and
dashing. To use a popular phrase, she was always game for
an adventure. Her courageous return to Egypt after she had been
driven into exile by her brother, is an indication of her brave spirit; and the
daring manner in which she first obtained her introduction to Caesar,
causing herself to be carried into the palace on a man's back, is a
convincing instance of that audacious courage which makes so strong an
appeal on her behalf to the imagination. Florus, who
was no friend of the Queen s, speaks of her as being free from all womanly
fear.
We now come to the
question as to whether she was cruel by nature. It must be admitted that she
caused the assassination of her sister Arsinoe, and ordered
the execution of others who were, at that time, plotting against her.
But it must be remembered that political murders of this kind were a
custom, nay, a habit of the period; and, moreover, the fact that the Queen
of Egypt used her rough soldiers for the purpose does
not differentiate the act from that of Good Queen Bess who employed a
Lord Chief Justice and an axe. The early demise of Ptolemy XV, her
brother, is attributable as much to Caesar as to Cleopatra, if, indeed, he
did not die a natural death. The execution of King Artavasdes of
Armenia was a political act of no great significance. And the single
remaining charge of cruelty which may be brought against the Queen,
namely, that she tested the efficacy of various poisons on the persons of
condemned criminals, need not be regarded as indicating callousness on her
part; for it mattered little to the condemned prisoner what manner of
sudden death he should die, but, on the other hand, the discovery of
a pleasant solution to the quandary of her own life was a point of
capital importance to herself. When we recall the painful record of
callous murders which were perpetrated during the reigns of her predecessors,
we cannot attribute to Cleopatra any extraordinary degree of
heartlessness, nor can we say that she showed herself to be as cruel as
were other members of her family. She lived in a ruthless age; and, on the
whole, her behaviour was tolerant and
good-natured.
In religious
matters she was not, like so many persons of that period, a disbeliever in the
power of the gods. She had a strong pagan belief in the close
association of divinity and royalty, and she seems to have
accepted without question the hereditary assurance of her
own celestial affiliation. She was wont to dress herself on gala
occasions in the robes of Isis or Aphrodite, and to act the part of a
goddess incarnate upon earth, assuming not divine powers but divine
rights. She regarded herself as being closely in communion with the virile
gods of Egypt and Greece; and when signs and wonders were pointed out
to her by her astrologers, or when she noted good or ill omens in the
occurrences around her, she was particularly prone to giving them full
recognition as being communications from her heavenly kin. Her behaviour at the battle of Actium is often said to
have been due to her consciousness of the warnings which she had
received by means of such portents; and on other occasions in her life her
actions were ordered by these means. It is related by Josephus that she
violated the temples of Egypt in order to obtain money to carry on
the war against Rome, and that no place was so holy or so infamous that
she would not attempt to strip it of its treasures when she was pressed
for gold. If this be true, it may be argued in the Queen's defence that the possessions of the gods were
considered by her to be, as it were, her own property, as the representative of
heaven upon earth, and in this case they were the more especially at her
disposal since they were to be converted into money for the glory of
Egypt. As a matter of fact, it is probable that in the last emergencies of
her reign, the Queen s agents obtained supplies wherever they found them, and,
if Cleopatra was consulted at all, she was far too distracted to give the
matter very serious thought.
It is not necessary
here to inquire further into the character of the Queen. Her personality, as I
see it, will become apparent in the following record of her tragic
life. It is essential to remember that, though her faults were many, she
was not what is usually called bad. She was a brilliant, charming, and
beautiful woman; perhaps not over-scrupulous and yet not altogether
unprincipled; ready, no doubt, to make use of her charms, but not an
immoral character. As the historian pictures her figure moving lightly
through the mazes of her life, now surrounded by her armies in
the thick of battle; now sailing up the moonlit Nile in her royal
barge with Caesar beside her; now tenderly playing in the nursery with her
babies; now presiding brilliantly at the gorgeous feasts in the
Alexandrian palace; now racing in disguise down the side-streets of her
capital, choking with suppressed laughter; now speeding across the
Mediterranean to her doom; and now, all haggard and forlorn, holding the
deadly asp to her body, he cannot fail to fall himself under the spell of
that enchantment by which the face of the world was changed. He finds that
he is dealing not with a daughter of Satan, who, from her lair in the
East, stretches out her hand to entrap Rome's heroes, but with mighty
Caesar's wife and widow, fighting for Caesar's child; with
Antony's faithful consort, striving, as will be shown, to unite Egypt
and Rome in one vast empire. He sees her not as the crowned courtesan of
the Orient, but as the excellent royal lady, who by her wits and graces
held captive the two greatest men of her time in the bonds of a union
which in Egypt was equivalent to a legal marriage. He sees before him once
more the small, graceful figure, whose beauty compels, whose voice entices, and
in whose face (it may be by the kindly obliterations of time) there is no
apparent evil; and the unprejudiced historian must find himself hard put
to it to say whether his sympathies are ranged on the side of
Cleopatra or on that of her Roman rival in the great struggle for the
mastery of the whole earth which is recorded in the following pages.
CHAPTER II.
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