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we have forgotten. But you yourself should write to us, creating other subjects for letters, which will both display you and not convict us. I have already brought the son of Anysius to you as my own son. And if he is my child, the little boy belongs to his father, a poor man from a poor man. But what is said is familiar to a wise man and a sophist.

340.t LIBANIUS TO BASIL

340.1 If you had considered for a very long time how you might best agree with my letters concerning your writings, you would not have seemed to me to do this better than by writing such things as you have now written. For you call me a sophist, and you say that the mark of such a man is the ability to make small things great, and great things in turn small. And indeed you say that my letter wished to show your letter to be beautiful when it was not beautiful, and that it was no better than the one you have now sent, and that altogether there is no power of words in you, since the books now in your hands do not produce this, and the words you had before have flowed away. And while attempting to persuade us of these things, you have crafted this very letter, which you speak of badly, so beautifully that those present could not help but leap up as it was being read aloud. I was amazed, therefore, that by attempting to demolish the former letter with this one, you have adorned the former by saying it resembles this one. For one who wished to do this should have made this one a starting point for the slander of the previous one. But it was not in your nature, I think, to wrong the truth. And it would have been wronged if you had purposely written worse things and not used your actual abilities. It would therefore be characteristic of the same man not to blame what it is right to praise, so that the matter does not cast you among the sophists as you try to make great things humble. So then, as for the books of which you say the style is worse but the thought is better, keep them, and may no one prevent you. But of what was always ours, and formerly yours, the roots remain and will remain as long as you live, and no time will ever cut them out, not even if you water them least of all.

341.t LIBANIUS TO BASIL

341.1 You have not yet relieved me of my grief, so that I tremble while I write. If then you have relieved it, why do you not write, O best of men? But if you still retain it—something foreign to every eloquent soul and to yours—you who preach that one must not keep grief until the setting of the sun, have kept it for many suns. Or perhaps you wish to punish me by depriving me of your honey-sweet voice? Do not do so, O noble one, but become gentle and grant me to enjoy your all-golden tongue.

342.t BASIL TO LIBANIUS

342.1 Those who are disposed towards the rose, as is likely for lovers of beauty, are not even annoyed by the thorns from which the flower grows. And I heard someone say something of this sort about them in jest, or perhaps even in earnest, that nature attached those slender thorns as ticklish provocations for the lovers of the flower. What then does the introduction of the rose mean to me in your letters? Surely you need to be taught nothing, remembering your letter which brought us the flower of the rose, the springtime of eloquence, but was thorny with certain reproaches and accusations against us. But for me, even the thorn of your roses is a pleasure, kindling a greater longing for your friendship.

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ἐπελαθόμεθα. Αὐτὸς δὲ ἐπίστελλε ἡμῖν ἄλλας ὑποθέσεις ἐπιστολῶν ποιού μενος, αἳ καὶ σὲ δείξουσι καὶ ἡμᾶς οὐκ ἐλέγξουσι. Τὸν υἱὸν Ἀνυσίου ἤδη σοι προσήγαγον ὡς ἐμαυτοῦ υἱόν. Εἰ δὲ ἐμός ἐστι παῖς, τοῦ πατρός ἐστι τὸ παιδίον, πένης ἐκ πένητος. Γνώριμον δὲ τὸ λεγόμενον ἀνδρὶ σοφῷ καὶ σοφιστῇ.

340.τ ΛΙΒΑΝΙΟΣ ΒΑΣΙΛΕΙΩ

340.1 Εἰ πάνυ πολὺν χρόνον ἐσκόπεις πῶς ἂν ἄριστα συνείποις τοῖς περὶ τῶν

σῶν γραμμάτων ἡμετέροις γράμμασιν, οὐκ ἂν ἄμεινον τοῦτό μοι ποιῆσαι ἐδόκεις ἢ τοιαῦτα γράφων ὁποῖα νῦν ἔγραψας. Καλεῖς μὲν γάρ με σοφιστήν, τοῦ δὲ τοιούτου εἶναι φῂς τὸ δύνασθαι τὰ μικρὰ μεγάλα ποιεῖν, τὰ δ' αὖ μεγάλα μικρά. Καὶ δὴ τὴν ἐμὴν ἐπιστολὴν βεβουλῆσθαι φῂς δεῖξαι τὴν σὴν καλὴν οὐκ οὖσαν καλήν, εἶναί τε οὐδὲν ἧς νῦν ἔπεμψας βελτίω, ὅλως τε οὐδεμίαν εἶναι παρὰ σοὶ λόγων δύναμιν, τῶν μὲν νῦν ὄντων ἐν χερσὶ βιβλίων τοῦτο οὐ ποι ούντων, ὧν δὲ εἶχες πρότερον λόγων ἐξερρυηκότων. Καὶ ταῦτα πείθειν ἐπιχειρῶν οὕτω καλὴν καὶ ταύτην ἣν λέγεις κακῶς εἰργάσω τὴν ἐπιστολὴν ὥσθ' οἱ παρόντες οὐκ εἶχον μὴ πηδᾶν ἀναγινωσκομένης. Ἐθαύμασα οὖν ὅτι ταύτῃ τὴν προτέραν καθελεῖν ἐπιχειρήσας τῷ φάναι ἐοικέναι ταύτῃ τὴν προτέραν ἐκόσμησας. Ἐχρῆν δὲ ἄρα τὸν τοῦτο βουλό μενον ἀφορμὴν ποιῆσαι ταύτην ἐπὶ διαβολῇ τῆς πρόσθεν. Ἀλλ' οὐκ ἦν, οἶμαι, σὸν ἀδικῆσαι τὴν ἀλήθειαν. Ἠδίκητο δ' ἂν γράφοντος ἐξεπίτηδες φαυλότερα καὶ οὐ χρωμένου τοῖς οὖσι. Τοῦ αὐτοῦ τοίνυν ἂν εἴη τὸ μήτε ψέγειν ἃ δίκαιον ἐπαινεῖν, ἵνα μή σε τὸ πρᾶγμα φέρον εἰς σοφιστὰς ἐμβάλῃ πειρώμενον ταπεινὰ τὰ μεγάλα ποιεῖν. Βιβλίων μὲν οὖν ὧν φῂς εἶναι χείρω μὲν τὴν λέξιν, ἀμείνω δὲ τὴν διάνοιαν, ἔχου καὶ οὐδεὶς κωλύοι. Τῶν δὲ ἡμετέρων μὲν ἀεί, σῶν δὲ πρότερον, αἱ ῥίζαι μένουσί τε καὶ μενοῦσιν ἕως ἂν ᾖς καὶ οὐδεὶς μήποτε αὐτὰς ἐκτέμοι χρόνος, οὐδ' ἂν ἥκιστα ἄρδοις.

341.τ ΛΙΒΑΝΙΟΣ ΒΑΣΙΛΕΙΩ

341.1 Οὔπω μοι τῆς λύπης ὑφῆκας, ὥστε με μεταξὺ γράφοντα τρέμειν. Εἰ μὲν

οὖν ὑφῆκας, τί οὐκ ἐπιστέλλεις, ὦ ἄριστε; Εἰ δὲ κατέχεις ἔτι, ὃ πάσης λογίας ψυχῆς καὶ τῆς σῆς ἀλλότριον, ὁ κηρύττων μέχρι δυσμῶν ἡλίου μὴ χρῆναι φυλάττειν λύπην ἐν πολλοῖς ἡλίοις ἐφύλαξας. Ἢ τάχα τιμωρεῖσθαί με βούλει τῆς μελιχρᾶς σου φωνῆς ἀποστερῶν; Μὴ σύ γε, ὦ γενναῖε, ἀλλὰ γενοῦ πρᾶος καὶ δὸς ἀπολαῦσαι τῆς παγχρύσου σου γλώττης.

342.τ ΒΑΣΙΛΕΙΟΣ ΛΙΒΑΝΙΩ

342.1 Οἱ πρὸς τὸ ῥόδον ἔχοντες, ὡς τοὺς φιλοκάλους εἰκός, οὐδὲ τὰς ἀκάνθας

ὧν τὸ ἄνθος ἐκφύεται δυσχεραίνουσι. Καί τινος ἤκουσα τοιοῦτόν τι περὶ αὐτῶν παίζοντος ἢ τάχα που καὶ σπουδάζοντος, ὅτι καθάπερ κνίσματα τοῖς ἐρασταῖς τοῦ ἄνθους ἡ φύσις τὰς λεπτὰς ἐκείνας ἀκάνθας προσέφυσε. Τί μοι δὴ βούλεται τοῖς γράμμασι τὸ ῥόδον ἐπεισαγόμενον; Πάντως οὐδέν σε χρὴ διδαχθῆναι τῆς ἐπιστολῆς μεμνη μένον τῆς σῆς ἣ τὸ μὲν ἄνθος ἡμῖν ἔφερε τοῦ ῥόδου, τῆς εὐγλωττίας τὸ ἔαρ, μέμψεσι δέ τισι καὶ ἐγκλήμασι καθ' ἡμῶν ἐξηκάνθωτο. Ἀλλ' ἐμοὶ τῶν σῶν ῥόδων καθ' ἡδονήν ἐστι καὶ ἡ ἄκανθα εἰς μείζονα πόθον τῆς φιλίας ἐκκαίουσα.

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