No More Learning

And, more impres sive than the modern caravans of visitors —
students, tourists or diplomats — there would have been, in the near background of tradition or still actually passing, the long procession of pilgrims who had journeyed by Roman roads and swift galleys on business of statecraft, learning, pleasure or profit — merchants, cap tains and proconsuls; grammarians, poets and artists: Cicero and Brutus in their eager youth;
Horace conning, in the already partially dis torted pronunciation of the " Common " Greek,
[IS]
LUCIAN, SATIRIST AND ARTIST
the measures of Alcaeus and Sappho; Virgil, dreaming of some new grace for his Aeneid; Ovid like a revelling bee storing his own fra grant honey from Hymettus though destined, in the " trist " days to come, merely to sight the           from the Saronic Gulf as he sailed by despairingly to his distant exile; Pliny, the meticulous imperial official of Lucian's own day, pausing perhaps, en retour from Bithynia, to secure some Greek gem for insertion in the charming setting of his epistles; or — a vivid tradition at least to the Christians — Saint Paul as interpreter of " an Unknown God "; and, finally, the successive epiphanies of the imperial masters themselves, Augustus, Nero, Hadrian, Aurelius.