treatment. Such a comedy almost of necessity
rejected the lyrical element in the older comedy—the
chorus—and confined itself from the first
to conversation, or at most recitation; it was devoid
not of the political element only, but of all true
passion and of all poetical elevation. The pieces
judiciously made no pretence to any grand or really
poetical effect: their charm resided primarily
in furnishing occupation for the intellect, not only
through their subject-matter —in which
respect the newer comedy was distinguished from the
old as much by the greater intrinsic emptiness as
by the greater outward complication of the plot—but
more especially through their execution in detail,
in which the point and polish of the conversation more
particularly formed the triumph of the poet and the
delight of the audience. Complications and confusions
of one person with another, which very readily allowed
scope for extravagant, often licentious, practical
jokes—as in the -Casina-, which winds up
in genuine Falstaffian style with the retiring of
the two bridegrooms and of the soldier dressed up
as bride—jests, drolleries, and riddles,
which in fact for want of real conversation furnished
the staple materials of entertainment at the Attic
table of the period, fill up a large portion of these
comedies. The authors of them wrote not like
Eupolis and Aristophanes for a great nation, but rather
for a cultivated society which spent its time, like
other clever circles whose cleverness finds little
fit scope for action, in guessing riddles and playing
at charades. They give us, therefore, no picture
of their times; of the great historical and intellectual
movements of the age no trace appears in these comedies,
and we need to recall, in order to realize, the fact
that Philemon and Menander were really contemporaries
of Alexander and Aristotle. But they give us
a picture, equally elegant and faithful, of that refined
Attic society beyond the circles of which comedy never
travels. Even in the dim Latin copy, through
which we chiefly know it, the grace of the original
is not wholly obliterated; and more especially in the
pieces which are imitated from Menander, the most
talented of these poets, the life which the poet saw
and shared is delicately reflected not so much in
its aberrations and distortions as in its amiable every
day course. The friendly domestic relations
between father and daughter, husband and wife, master
and servant, with their love-affairs and other little
critical incidents, are portrayed with so broad a
truthfulness, that even now they do not miss their
effect: the servants’ feast, for instance,
with which the -Stichus- concludes is, in the limited
range of its relations and the harmony of the two
lovers and the one sweetheart, of unsurpassed gracefulness
in its kind. The elegant grisettes, who make
their appearance perfumed and adorned, with their
hair fashionably dressed and in variegated, gold-embroidered,
sweeping robes, or even perform their toilette on the