For many reasons the honor of seeing myself seated among you must be dear and precious to me. I find it beyond my slight merits, whether I consider your functions, whether I consider your virtues, whether I consider what men are your worthy collaborators, or whether I consider what public is the judge of your judgments and the admirer of your wisdom.
Nothing is so great and so worthy of respect as laws. Ours have been too much accused in this century: only great minds or magistrates are permitted to blame them, because they alone can know them well. The duty of all other men is to bless and love them. For one would have to love even bad laws, because they would still be better than men. Yet several sound minds, and you yourselves, gentlemen, desire a reform in several matters which would be needless if all magistrates resembled you. An excellent magistrate supplements insufficient laws and corrects laws whose literal execution would cause some harm. You have shown this several times, gentlemen. And it is above all to you that one may say what a famous orator said to other magistrates: “When the law is, as it were, too raw and too little ripe, your wisdom digests it and makes it useful and wholesome.”
To your praise, gentlemen, one must join that of those tireless ministers of public usefulness who are, as it were, the eye of justice, of which you are the hand. Night and day they watch over our repose: they are the prince’s sentinels and the people’s safeguard. With equal honor they share your sublime functions. In a sense these are perfected only by your marvelous accord with them. You watch over the good man so that he may not be oppressed; they watch over the wicked man so that he may not go unpunished. You punish him in broad daylight; they spy on him in darkness. They do not allow any crime to remain unknown, just as you permit no innocent person to remain accused. And those generous men who have devoted themselves to defending the innocent so that his innocence may shine forth, to defending even the criminal so that even these crimes may not be exaggerated—could I forget, gentlemen, to pay them my homage before you, who find them so worthy of homage?
I shall no longer see among them that upright man, that eloquent and stern orator, who would have honored his profession if anything could honor a profession so respected. One would need his talents to speak of him worthily in few words. Above all he possessed that great art of saying everything with force and brevity, and seemed as sparing of the judges’ time and attention as he was lavish with his own on behalf of the public, and especially the unfortunate. This public which listens to me and regards you, gentlemen, as its refuge and support would doubtless not find me worthy to be counted among you if it considered only my slight talents or my slight enlightenment. I ask its indulgence and hope to obtain it on the same grounds on which you granted me yours. I have not the presumption to regard myself as your equal, but as your pupil. I come among you to prepare myself to become worthy of you. Taught by your lessons, formed by your examples, may I not always be unworthy of my masters and my models; may I earn the esteem of your fellow citizens, whose veneration you have earned.
They come in crowds on these solemn days, as though by their presence to make more august the sanctuary of the laws into which young candidates are introduced. That amiable sex whose gentle virtues temper the austerity of man’s, and whose approval is the most touching reward of useful men, itself comes to adorn these assemblies, as though to encourage virtue.
For what young magistrate can fail to say on the day of his installation: “How many labors are laid upon me, and what vigilance I need to deserve that these venerable mothers may one day wish their sons to resemble me, and that these modest beauties may not think me rash if I were to aspire to the honor of being the husband of one of...” These ideas, gentlemen, do not profane the character of the young magistrate, but rather elevate his soul. And if, in the crowd on the day of his installation, there were a beauty who had all the virtues of her sex and all the charms of her age... would have made him wish to be counted among the citizens who her husband and whose modesty would have allowed him to hope for happiness from her, doubtless on seeing her he would feel more captivated by the love of all his duties. and more keenly stirred by the desire to resemble you, so as to make himself worthy of her.
That is enough, gentlemen; I must not forget that, if today I am permitted to speak before you for a moment, I must confine myself to assuring you that I shall know how to listen to you for the rest of my life.
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The Notebooks of Joseph Joubert, Volume II · Book Mode · Diotimos