and assuredly had occasion been, there is nothing I
would have spared for their service; I did for them
as I would have done for myself. ’Tis a
good, warlike, and generous people, but capable of
obedience and discipline, and of whom the best use
may be made, if well guided. They say also that
my administration passed over without leaving any mark
or trace. Good! They moreover accuse my
cessation in a time when everybody almost was convicted
of doing too much. I am impatient to be doing
where my will spurs me on; but this itself is an enemy
to perseverance. Let him who will make use of
me according to my own way, employ me in affairs where
vigour and liberty are required, where a direct, short,
and, moreover, a hazardous conduct are necessary;
I may do something; but if it must be long, subtle,
laborious, artificial and intricate, he had better
call in somebody else. All important offices
are not necessarily difficult: I came prepared
to do somewhat rougher work, had there been great
occasion; for it is in my power to do something more
than I do, or than I love to do. I did not,
to my knowledge, omit anything that my duty really
required. I easily forgot those offices that
ambition mixes with duty and palliates with its title;
these are they that, for the most part, fill the eyes
and ears, and give men the most satisfaction; not the
thing but the appearance contents them; if they hear
no noise, they think men sleep. My humour is
no friend to tumult; I could appease a commotion without
commotion, and chastise a disorder without being myself
disorderly; if I stand in need of anger and inflammation,
I borrow it, and put it on. My manners are languid,
rather faint than sharp. I do not condemn a
magistrate who sleeps, provided the people under his
charge sleep as well as he: the laws in that
case sleep too. For my part, I commend a gliding,
staid, and silent life:
“Neque
submissam et abjectam, neque se efferentem;”
["Neither
subject and abject, nor obtrusive.”
—Cicero,
De Offic., i. 34]
my fortune will have it so. I am descended from
a family that has lived without lustre or tumult,
and, time out of mind, particularly ambitious of a
character for probity.
Our people nowadays are so bred up to bustle and ostentation,
that good nature, moderation, equability, constancy,
and such like quiet and obscure qualities, are no
more thought on or regarded. Rough bodies make
themselves felt; the smooth are imperceptibly handled:
sickness is felt, health little or not at all; no
more than the oils that foment us, in comparison of
the pains for which we are fomented. ’Tis
acting for one’s particular reputation and profit,
not for the public good, to refer that to be done
in the public squares which one may do in the council
chamber; and to noon day what might have been done
the night before; and to be jealous to do that himself
which his colleague can do as well as he; so were