Letter · 10 July 47 BC · Brundisi

Ad Familiares 14.13

Ad Familiares 14.13

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Cicero to his wife Terentia, written from Brundisium on the sixth day before the Ides of Quintilis 47 BC — 10 July (the manuscript dateline: Scr.\ Brundisi vi Id.\ Quint.\ a.\ 707 (47)), the day after Fam.\ 14.10 and continuing the same business in different words. A previous letter, now lost, had told Terentia plainly to send Dolabella notice of divorce on Tullia’s behalf; this letter revises the instruction.

One paragraph, deeply unhappy. Dolabella is Caesar’s tribune of the plebs in Rome and is leading the noisy debt-relief agitation of that summer. Cicero, in Brundisium, has no current intelligence on what “that fellow” can presently command or how the mob now stands; he therefore loosens the order. If Dolabella is dangerous when crossed, Terentia should hold off — though, Cicero adds with a flicker of hope, the initiative for the break may come from Dolabella anyway. The decision, finally, is left to her: she will judge the whole as it stands, and what in these most wretched circumstances seems least wretched, that she will do. The repeated superlative miserrimis / minime miserum is the heart of the letter — there is no good course, only a least bad one.

As to what I wrote to you in my last letter about sending the notice of divorce — what that fellow’s power is at the moment, and what the agitation of the crowd, I have no idea. If he is to be feared when angry, hold off; even so, perhaps the move will come from him. You will judge the whole as it stands, and what in these most wretched circumstances you shall reckon the least wretched, that you will do. Farewell. The sixth day before the Ides of Quintilis.
quod scripsi ad te proximis litteris de nuntio remittendo, quae sit istius vis hoc tempore et quae concitatio multitudinis ignoro. si metuendus iratus est, quiesces; tamen ab illo fortasse nascetur. totum iudicabis quale sit et, quod in miserrimis rebus minime miserum putabis, id facies. vale. vi Id. Quintilis.

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