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best for all。 I had hopes which I would not have sold for much; and



I seized the books and read them as fast as I could in my eagerness to



know the better and the worse。



  What hopes I had formed; and how grievously was I disappointed! As I



proceeded; I found my philosopher altogether forsaking mind or any



other principle of order; but having recourse to air; and ether; and



water; and other eccentricities。 I might compare him to a person who



began by maintaining generally that mind is the cause of the actions



of Socrates; but who; when he endeavored to explain the causes of my



several actions in detail; went on to show that I sit here because



my body is made up of bones and muscles; and the bones; as he would



say; are hard and have ligaments which divide them; and the muscles



are elastic; and they cover the bones; which have also a covering or



environment of flesh and skin which contains them; and as the bones



are lifted at their joints by the contraction or relaxation of the



muscles; I am able to bend my limbs; and this is why I am sitting here



in a curved posture: that is what he would say; and he would have a



similar explanation of my talking to you; which he would attribute



to sound; and air; and hearing; and he would assign ten thousand other



causes of the same sort; forgetting to mention the true cause; which



is that the Athenians have thought fit to condemn me; and



accordingly I have thought it better and more right to remain here and



undergo my sentence; for I am inclined to think that these muscles and



bones of mine would have gone off to Megara or Boeotia…by the dog of



Egypt they would; if they had been guided only by their own idea of



what was best; and if I had not chosen as the better and nobler



part; instead of playing truant and running away; to undergo any



punishment which the State inflicts。 There is surely a strange



confusion of causes and conditions in all this。 It may be said;



indeed; that without bones and muscles and the other parts of the body



I cannot execute my purposes。 But to say that I do as I do because



of them; and that this is the way in which mind acts; and not from the



choice of the best; is a very careless and idle mode of speaking。 I



wonder that they cannot distinguish the cause from the condition;



which the many; feeling about in the dark; are always mistaking and



misnaming。 And thus one man makes a vortex all round and steadies



the earth by the heaven; another gives the air as a support to the



earth; which is a sort of broad trough。 Any power which in disposing



them as they are disposes them for the best never enters into their



minds; nor do they imagine that there is any superhuman strength in



that; they rather expect to find another Atlas of the world who is



stronger and more everlasting and more containing than the good is;



and are clearly of opinion that the obligatory and containing power of



the good is as nothing; and yet this is the principle which I would



fain learn if anyone would teach me。 But as I have failed either to



discover myself or to learn of anyone else; the nature of the best;



I will exhibit to you; if you like; what I have found to be the second



best mode of inquiring into the cause。



  I should very much like to hear that; he replied。



  Socrates proceeded: I thought that as I had failed in the



contemplation of true existence; I ought to be careful that I did



not lose the eye of my soul; as people may injure their bodily eye



by observing and gazing on the sun during an eclipse; unless they take



the precaution of only looking at the image reflected in the water; or



in some similar medium。 That occurred to me; and I was afraid that



my soul might be blinded altogether if I looked at things with my eyes



or tried by the help of the senses to apprehend them。 And I thought



that I had better have recourse to ideas; and seek in them the truth



of existence。 I dare say that the simile is not perfect…for I am



very far from admitting that he who contemplates existence through the



medium of ideas; sees them only 〃through a glass darkly;〃 any more



than he who sees them in their working and effects。 However; this



was the method which I adopted: I first assumed some principle which I



judged to be the strongest; and then I affirmed as true whatever



seemed to agree with this; whether relating to the cause or to



anything else; and that which disagreed I regarded as untrue。 But I



should like to explain my meaning clearly; as I do not think that



you understand me。



  No; indeed; replied Cebes; not very well。



  There is nothing new; he said; in what I am about to tell you; but



only what I have been always and everywhere repeating in the



previous discussion and on other occasions: I want to show you the



nature of that cause which has occupied my thoughts; and I shall



have to go back to those familiar words which are in the mouth of



everyone; and first of all assume that there is an absolute beauty and



goodness and greatness; and the like; grant me this; and I hope to



be able to show you the nature of the cause; and to prove the



immortality of the soul。



  Cebes said: You may proceed at once with the proof; as I readily



grant you this。



  Well; he said; then I should like to know whether you agree with



me in the next step; for I cannot help thinking that if there be



anything beautiful other than absolute beauty; that can only be



beautiful in as far as it partakes of absolute beauty…and this I



should say of everything。 Do you agree in this notion of the cause?



  Yes; he said; I agree。



  He proceeded: I know nothing and can understand nothing of any other



of those wise causes which are alleged; and if a person says to me



that the bloom of color; or form; or anything else of that sort is a



source of beauty; I leave all that; which is only confusing to me; and



simply and singly; and perhaps foolishly; hold and am assured in my



own mind that nothing makes a thing beautiful but the presence and



participation of beauty in whatever way or manner obtained; for as



to the manner I am uncertain; but I stoutly contend that by beauty all



beautiful things become beautiful。 That appears to me to be the only



safe answer that I can give; either to myself or to any other; and



to that I cling; in the persuasion that I shall never be overthrown;



and that I may safely answer to myself or any other that by beauty



beautiful things become beautiful。 Do you not agree to that?



  Yes; I agree。



  And that by greatness only great things become great and greater



greater; and by smallness the less becomes less。



  True。



  Then if a person remarks that A is taller by a head than B; and B



less by a head than A; you would refuse to admit this; and would



stoutly contend that what you mean is only that the greater is greater



by; and by reason of; greatness; and the less is less only by; or by



reason of; smallness; and thus you would avoid the danger of saying



that the greater is greater and the less by the measure of the head;



which is the same in both; and would also avoid the monstrous



absurdity of supposing that the greater man is greater by reason of



the head; which is small。 Would you not be afraid of that?



  Indeed; I should; said Cebes; laughing。



  In like manner you would be afraid to say that ten exceeded eight



by; and by reason of; two; but would say by; and by reason of; number;



or that two cubits exceed one cubit not by a half; but by



magnitude?…that is what you would say; for there is the same danger in



both cases。



  Very true; he said。



  Again; would you not be cautious of affirming that the addition of



one to one; or the division of one; is the cause of two? And you would



loudly asseverate that you know of no way in which anything c

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