The Lives of the Twelve Caesars, Volume 12: Domitian

Produced by Tapio Riikonen and David Widger
By C. Suetonius Tranquillus;
To which are added,
The Translation of Alexander Thomson, M.D.
revised and corrected by T.Forester, Esq., A.M.
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III. In the beginning of his reign, he used to spend daily an hour by himself in private, during which time he did nothing else but catch flies, and stick them through the body with a sharp pin. When some one therefore inquired, whether any one was with the emperor, it was significantly answered by Vibius Crispus, Not so much as a fly. Soon after his advancement, his wife Domitia, by whom he had a son in his second consulship, and whom the year following he complimented with the title of Augusta, being desperately in love with Paris, the actor, he put her away; but within a short time afterwards, being unable to bear the separation, he took her again, under pretence of complying with the people's importunity. During some time, there was in his administration a strange mixture of virtue and vice, until at last his virtues themselves degenerated into vices; being, as we may reasonably conjecture concerning his character, inclined to avarice through want, and to cruelty through fear.
IX. Upon his first succeeding to power, he felt such an abhorrence for the shedding of blood, that, before his father's arrival in Rome, calling to mind the verse of Virgil,
Ere impious man, restrain'd from blood in vain, Began to feast on flesh of bullocks slain,
Gnaw thou my root, yet shall my juice suffice To pour on Caesar's head in sacrifice.
XVIII. He was tall in stature, his face modest, and very ruddy; he had large eyes, but was dim-sighted; naturally graceful in his person, particularly in his youth, excepting only that his toes were bent somewhat inward, he was at last disfigured by baldness, corpulence, and the slenderness of his legs, which were reduced by a long illness. He was so sensible how much the modesty of his countenance recommended him, that he once made this boast to the senate, Thus far you have approved both of my disposition and my countenance. His baldness so much annoyed him, that he considered it an affront to himself, if any other person was reproached with it, either in jest or in earnest; though in a small tract he published, addressed to a friend, concerning the preservation of the hair, he uses for their mutual consolation the words following: