On Joseph 13

¹And like a licentious woman the desire of the multitudes makes love to the statesman. “Forward, lad,” she says, “forward, to my mate, the multitude. Forget your own old ways, the habits, the words, the actions in which you were bred. Obey me, wait on me and do all that gives me pleasure. ²The stern, strict, uncompromising friend of truth, stiff and solemn and inflexible in all his dealings, who clings to the beneficial only and pays no court to his audience, is to me intolerable. ³And I will collect any number of charges against you to produce before my husband, the multitude, your master. For hitherto you have seemed to me to act as if at liberty and you are quite unaware that you have become the slave of a despotic master. But if you had known that independence may be quite properly possessed by the free man, but is denied to the slave, you would have schooled yourself to abandon your self-will and to look to me, Desire, his wife, and do what may please me as the best way to secure his favour.”