Nilus of Ancyra→Alexander (correspondent of Nilus of Ancyra)|c. 415 AD|nilus ancyra|From Ancyra|AI-assisted
To Alexander, a Monk Formerly a Grammarian.
"Come," says the prophet, "and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord." Not, "Come, and let us be cast down headlong into the ravine of the enemy." For in truth there is nothing more hollow than worldly wisdom, nor anything more groveling on the ground, even though out of shamelessness it pretends to soar aloft to lofty things. Therefore the divine Apostle [Paul] says that "the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God." For since the world through its wisdom did not come to know God, God made foolish the wisdom of the wise, having subjected every nation and every tongue, both of Greeks and of barbarians, to the apostles, men unschooled in expression but possessing infallibility in knowledge. Hence each of those who come to the proclamation of true religion makes it his every endeavor, following the canons of the apostles, to imitate their stamp with exactness, and nowhere to swerve aside from their blameless tradition. It would therefore be of all things the most absurd that we, having betrayed the mountain of the lofty philosophy that is according to Christ, after spitting upon the Greek prattle and dishonoring their over-refined cleverness, should again be carried down into the most dark ravine of vainglory and idle toil, and that those perfect in mind should again play the child, and after the manner of lads make much of epic verses and iambics, of which no one had any need: not Apollos the learned Alexandrian, who gave drink to the disciples of Christ; not Clement the philosopher of the Romans; nor the countless other philosophers and scholars who are called second after the apostles -- lest through meter and versifying they should empty the cross of the Lord, and be caught offering up honey upon the altar contrary to the divine law. For "honey drips from the lips of a harlot woman" -- that is, from the eloquence of the Greeks, which, deceiving by its much persuasive discourse the man whom it has made over-refined, as Solomon says, binds him fast with the snares that come from her lips, and, having contrived to make him run aground away from the philosophy of God, will bring the wretch who has been miserably captured down to the very plank-trap and to the very bottom of Hades. Do not, then, be willing to give your attention to meter, even if you have acquired a very great familiarity and longing for it -- lest, having blotted out the divine stamp of the fishermen [the apostles], which formerly with much yearning you chose to copy onto yourself, you fall away into the utmost deformity, and it become plain that you neglect your own salvation through your zeal for epic verses, and become a precedent and a model and a snare for others -- as many as are disorderly and a mere rabble and dullards, who have no care for virtue at all, but spend all the days of their life chattering about these things, through accursed and dissolute vainglory choosing, forsooth, to win the small bread-praise of a few men, behaving in a slavish and exceedingly infantile manner, from which they will not be nourished in their soul at all, but will even starve. For one ought to seek from the God of hosts bread full of true glory and honor; but they do the opposite, supposing themselves to be fed from useless worldly wisdom. But the honor of a harlot woman is as it were that of a single loaf, full of dishonor and of much weakness. You, however, ask continually for the bread of the powers above; for "man ate the bread of heaven and the bread of angels" -- everyone, that is, "who lives by the Spirit and walks in line with the Spirit," and who, following the ecclesiastical ordinances, has partaken of the wisdom that comes down from above. Such a man, then, eats the bread of heaven and the bread of angels, not the bread of a harlot woman. Many of the heretics have composed many things, but they profited nothing. For their ears of grain were wind-blown, as the prophet says, a handful having no strength to make flour. But if you admire those who write epic verses, then it is high time for you also to admire Apollinaris [Apollinaris of Laodicea, condemned for his Christology], the impious innovator, who measured out very many verses, and versified, and toiled in vain, and at every season wore himself away in senseless words, and swelled up with the profitless epic verses, and grew inflamed, and became dropsical in his reasonings -- and "his tongue went through upon the earth," as David said.
"Come," says the prophet, "and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord." Not, "Come, and let us be cast down headlong into the ravine of the enemy." For in truth there is nothing more hollow than worldly wisdom, nor anything more groveling on the ground, even though out of shamelessness it pretends to soar aloft to lofty things. Therefore the divine Apostle [Paul] says that "the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God." For since the world through its wisdom did not come to know God, God made foolish the wisdom of the wise, having subjected every nation and every tongue, both of Greeks and of barbarians, to the apostles, men unschooled in expression but possessing infallibility in knowledge. Hence each of those who come to the proclamation of true religion makes it his every endeavor, following the canons of the apostles, to imitate their stamp with exactness, and nowhere to swerve aside from their blameless tradition. It would therefore be of all things the most absurd that we, having betrayed the mountain of the lofty philosophy that is according to Christ, after spitting upon the Greek prattle and dishonoring their over-refined cleverness, should again be carried down into the most dark ravine of vainglory and idle toil, and that those perfect in mind should again play the child, and after the manner of lads make much of epic verses and iambics, of which no one had any need: not Apollos the learned Alexandrian, who gave drink to the disciples of Christ; not Clement the philosopher of the Romans; nor the countless other philosophers and scholars who are called second after the apostles -- lest through meter and versifying they should empty the cross of the Lord, and be caught offering up honey upon the altar contrary to the divine law. For "honey drips from the lips of a harlot woman" -- that is, from the eloquence of the Greeks, which, deceiving by its much persuasive discourse the man whom it has made over-refined, as Solomon says, binds him fast with the snares that come from her lips, and, having contrived to make him run aground away from the philosophy of God, will bring the wretch who has been miserably captured down to the very plank-trap and to the very bottom of Hades. Do not, then, be willing to give your attention to meter, even if you have acquired a very great familiarity and longing for it -- lest, having blotted out the divine stamp of the fishermen [the apostles], which formerly with much yearning you chose to copy onto yourself, you fall away into the utmost deformity, and it become plain that you neglect your own salvation through your zeal for epic verses, and become a precedent and a model and a snare for others -- as many as are disorderly and a mere rabble and dullards, who have no care for virtue at all, but spend all the days of their life chattering about these things, through accursed and dissolute vainglory choosing, forsooth, to win the small bread-praise of a few men, behaving in a slavish and exceedingly infantile manner, from which they will not be nourished in their soul at all, but will even starve. For one ought to seek from the God of hosts bread full of true glory and honor; but they do the opposite, supposing themselves to be fed from useless worldly wisdom. But the honor of a harlot woman is as it were that of a single loaf, full of dishonor and of much weakness. You, however, ask continually for the bread of the powers above; for "man ate the bread of heaven and the bread of angels" -- everyone, that is, "who lives by the Spirit and walks in line with the Spirit," and who, following the ecclesiastical ordinances, has partaken of the wisdom that comes down from above. Such a man, then, eats the bread of heaven and the bread of angels, not the bread of a harlot woman. Many of the heretics have composed many things, but they profited nothing. For their ears of grain were wind-blown, as the prophet says, a handful having no strength to make flour. But if you admire those who write epic verses, then it is high time for you also to admire Apollinaris [Apollinaris of Laodicea, condemned for his Christology], the impious innovator, who measured out very many verses, and versified, and toiled in vain, and at every season wore himself away in senseless words, and swelled up with the profitless epic verses, and grew inflamed, and became dropsical in his reasonings -- and "his tongue went through upon the earth," as David said.
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