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Cri.
Very like Ctesippus!
Soc.
Well, of this at any rate I am certain, that it was neither Euthydemus nor Dionysodorus who said it. Tell me, mysterious Crito, was it some superior power that was there to speak it? For that speech I heard, I am sure.
Cri.
Yes, I promise you, Socrates: I fancy it was indeed some superior power—very much so. But after that, did you go on looking for a suitable art? Did you find the one which you had as the object of your search, or not?
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Soc.
Find it, my good fellow! No, we were in a most ridiculous state; like children who run after crested larks, we kept on believing each moment we were just going to catch this or that one of the knowledges, while they as often slipped from our grasp. What need to tell you the story at length? When we reached the kingly art, and were examining it to see if we had here what provides and produces happiness, at this point we were involved in a labyrinth: when we supposed we had arrived at the end, we twisted about again
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and found ourselves practically at the beginning of our search, and just as sorely in want as when we first started on it.
Cri.
How did this happen to you, Socrates?
Soc.
I will tell you. We took the view that the statesman’s and the monarch’s arts were one and the same.
Cri.
Well, what then?
Soc.
To this art, we thought, generalship and the other arts handed over the management of the productions of their own trades, as this one alone knew how to use them. So it seemed clear to us that this was the one we were seeking,
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and was the cause of right conduct in the state, and precisely as Aeschylus’ line
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expresses it, is seated alone at the helm of the city, steering the whole, commanding the whole, and making the whole useful.
Cri.
And surely your notion was a good one, Socrates?
Soc.
You shall judge of that, Crito, if you care to hear what befell us thereafter. For later on we reconsidered it somewhat in this manner: Look now, does the monarch’s art, that rules over all, produce any effect
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or not? Certainly it does, of course, we said to one another. Would you not say so too, Crito?
Cri.
I would.
Euthydemus. Plato. Walter Rangeley Maitland Lamb (Translator). Cambridge, MA. 1924.
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