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The Plague at My Country House, and a Life for a Life

Written
early 170s CE (plague events of the mid-160s, probably 165 or 166)
Place
Smyrna (modern İzmir) and Aristides' country house outside the city
Language
Ancient Greek (Attic, literary)
Kind of source
memoir
Reading time
7 minutes
Difficulty
Moderate
Intensity
Medium: a near-death fever; the deaths of two children, told without graphic detail

Antonine Plague (from 165)Doctors and medical ideasGreek and Roman godsDreams and visionsFamily and loss

Once in a Lifetime themes: Fear, Unknowns

Versions

The edited translation, in simplified modern English. Bracketed words were added for clarity; [...] marks a cut. Tap a note number to read the note. Point at or tap a phrase to see the original behind it. Phrase links checked in a separate review.

From the second Sacred Tale

18When we reached Smyrna, the god appeared to me in this form. He was Asclepius and Apollo at once: both the Apollo of Claros and the one called "Blessed in His Children" at Pergamum, whose temple comes first of the three there.1 In this form he stood in front of my bed, held out his fingers, and counted up some spans of time. "You get ten years from me," he said, "and three from Sarapis." And as he spoke, the way his fingers were set made the thirteen look like seventeen.2 This, he said, was no dream but a waking vision,3 and I would see that for myself.

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37Come, let me tell the whole story from the beginning, and show how the prophecy about the years came out. Anyone who knows even a little about my life knows that the god kept me alive all that time, giving me one day after another. Or rather, he keeps me alive even now. Even so, once the time set by the prophecy had run out, this is what happened.

38First, though, I must go back a little. At the height of summer I was staying at my house outside the city. A plague-like sickness took hold of almost everyone who lived nearby. At first two or three of the household slaves fell sick, then one after another, until all of them lay sick, young and old alike. Last of all, I was taken.

Doctors came out from the city. We used their attendants as our servants, and some of the doctors themselves sat by us and did the servants' work. The pack animals fell sick too. If anyone so much as stirred, he soon lay collapsed at the door. As things stood, it was no longer easy to travel even by sea.4 The whole place was full of despair, wailing, groaning, and every kind of misery. In the city, too, there were terrible sicknesses.

39For a while I held out, caring for the others' safety as much as for my own. Then the sickness grew worse, and I was seized by a terrible fever and by bile of every kind,5 which tormented me night and day without a break. I could not take food, and my strength was gone. The doctors stepped back and finally gave up all hope, and word went out that I would die at any moment.

Even then, you could have said of me what Homer said: "But his mind stayed steady."6 I watched myself as if I were watching someone else, and I could feel my body slipping away, little by little, until I reached the very end.

40Things stood like this when I happened to turn toward the wall. Then I had what seemed to be a dream, though in fact it was the turning point.7 I seemed to have come to the end of a play, and I was taking off my actor's boots and getting ready to put on my father's shoes. While I was in this state, Asclepius the Savior suddenly turned me over to face the room.

41Not long after, Athena appeared. She had her aegis, and in beauty, in size, and in her whole form she looked just like Phidias's Athena in Athens.8 A wonderful sweet scent came from the aegis. It had something of wax about it, and it, too, was a marvel of beauty and size. She appeared to me alone. She stood right in front of me, where I could see her at her most beautiful.

I pointed her out to the people in the room, my nurse and two of my friends, shouting her name. I told them Athena was standing right in front of me and talking to me, and I pointed to her aegis. They were at a loss and feared I was raving—until they saw my strength coming back and heard the words I had heard from the goddess.

42Here is part of what I remember. She reminded me of Homer's Odyssey. She said its stories were not just tales, and that I should judge them by what was happening to me now. So I must hold on. I was both Odysseus and Telemachus, she said, and she had to help me.9 I heard other things like this. This is how the goddess appeared to me, comforted me, and saved me, as I lay there with nothing left between me and death.

43At once I thought of an enema made with Attic honey, and it purged the bile from my body.10 After that came cures and food. First, I think, came goose liver, after I had turned away from all food for so long. Then came some pork belly. Later, a long covered wagon carried me into the city, and little by little, slowly and with great effort, I got back on my feet.

44But the fever did not leave me completely until the dearest of my foster-children had died. On that same day, as I learned later, he died and the sickness left me. So I had held the years up to that point as a gift from the gods, and after that I lived again in their keeping. It was a kind of exchange.11

From the fifth Sacred Tale

19After I had stayed there a few days, word came that my foster-sister's daughter was sick and in danger.12 I sent her a doctor, and as soon as I could, I set out on my journey myself.

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Here, too, dreams held me back, so I stayed.

20And besides those dreams, something else had happened. I dreamed I had sacrificed an animal and was inspecting the part of it called, I think, "the god" and also "the Releaser."13 One of the seers came up, and I asked what the Releaser meant. Would it release something for good? Or would it take something smaller in place of something greater, as a sign of delay? The seer did not seem to lean strongly toward "for good." Instead, he blamed the air and the stars and things like that.14 Just then the news came that the girl was dead.

21As soon as we heard it, it seemed to be the gods' doing that I had not been there for the disaster but had left ahead of time. Later oracles made it even clearer that all of this happened by some divine power.

22Two nights after I came down from the mountain, I had the following vision. (I stayed on for several more days, because the god kept me there.) A mule driver named Telesphorus seemed to have set out from there and to be on his way back. He brought news of the oracles given about Philumene (that was the girl's name). The oracles, he said, had come to her father, Alcimus, and Telesphorus seemed to carry written pages, sealed or not. Alcimus had heard these things from her at night, remembered them, and written them down. They were astonishing in number and power, and they all pointed to me. I marveled that he had been able to remember them at all.

23The main point was this: the whole story about her was written in Philumene's own body and in her insides, just as signs are written in the entrails of sacrificed animals.

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24Anyway, the oracles went something like this. My name was written in full: Aelius Aristides. Here and there, at intervals, other titles were added to my name. The name Sosimenes was written there too,15 with other words like it that promised safety. And it said that Philumene had given a life for a life, a body for a body: she gave hers in place of mine. Other things pointing the same way were there too, all written in certain books. Alcimus had written them all down, and Telesphorus seemed to be carrying them home.

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25This girl's brother was the Hermias who died during the great sickness, when the goddess appeared to me. He too died, one might almost say, in my place. He died, I learned afterward, on the very day I was freed from a fever that had lasted a very long time. Both were children of Callityche, my foster-sister. So much for that.

Notes

  1. Claros, near Colophon, south of Smyrna, had a famous oracle of Apollo. At Pergamum, home of Asclepius's great healing sanctuary, Apollo was worshiped as Asclepius's father, "blessed in his children." back
  2. Sarapis was an Egyptian healing god worshiped across the Roman world. People showed numbers with the positions of their fingers, so the god's one gesture could mean two figures: thirteen years, or seventeen. back
  3. Sick people slept in the temples of Asclepius, hoping the god would send a healing dream. A waking vision counted as surer proof. The phrase echoes Homer's Odyssey 19.547. back
  4. The Greek is compressed here. It seems to mean that no one could easily travel, even by boat. back
  5. Ancient doctors believed health depended on a balance of four body fluids, the humors: blood, phlegm, yellow bile, and black bile. Bile "of every kind" meant the balance had badly failed. back
  6. Homer, Iliad 11.813, describing the wounded warrior Eurypylus: blood poured from his wound, but his mind stayed steady. back
  7. The Greek word, lysis, means both the ending of a play and the end of an illness. In the dream, dying looks like an actor finishing his part, taking off his stage boots, and putting on his father's shoes. back
  8. The sculptor Phidias made the great gold-and-ivory statue of Athena that stood in the Parthenon in Athens. The aegis was the goddess's magic goatskin, worn as a cloak or carried as a shield. back
  9. In Homer's Odyssey, Athena rescues the hero Odysseus again and again and guides his son, Telemachus. She tells Aristides he is like both of them, so she will help him too. back
  10. Doctors purged patients, causing vomiting or diarrhea, to rebalance the humors. It was standard treatment for centuries and is now known to weaken patients. The idea came to him just after Athena's visit. back
  11. Many Greeks and Romans believed a god might accept one life in place of another. Aristides reads the death of a child in his household as the price of his own survival. back
  12. Our 1829 Greek text calls her "my nurse's daughter," but later in the passage she and her brother are children of Callityche, Aristides's foster-sister and probably the nurse's daughter. We follow modern scholars in reading "foster-sister's daughter." back
  13. Greek and Roman seers read the liver and other organs of a sacrificed animal for messages from the gods, and gave names to their parts. In this dream, a part is called "the god" and "the Releaser." back
  14. Many ancient doctors blamed epidemics on corrupted air, foul or poisoned air rising from rot or swamps. Others blamed the positions of the stars and planets. back
  15. The name means roughly "one who stays safe," from the Greek words for "safe" and "remain." back