Letter 110

110. To Modestus, the Prefect

For all the honour and freedom of speech you grant us, consenting in the gentleness of your manner to come down to our level, we pray that as much honour and yet more may come to you, by the increase of your distinction in all your life, from our good Master. As for me, though I had long desired to write and to enjoy the honour you bestow, the reverence I felt before your eminence held me back, since I was afraid I might be thought to take immoderate advantage of such freedom of speech.

But now, both the permission to write that I have received from your matchless greatness, and at the same time the need of those who are worn down, have forced me to take courage. If, then, there is any strength even in the supplications of the small on behalf of the greatest matters, be entreated, most admirable one, with a kindly nod to grant deliverance to a pitiable rural district, and to command that for those who dwell on the iron-bearing Taurus the levy of iron be made bearable, so that they may not be utterly worn out at one stroke, but that their service to the public may continue. That this above all should be your care, we are persuaded by your admirable benevolence.