LYCINUS
But you have not said how long, to give it a date.
HERMOTIMUS
I don’t know myself exactly, Lycinus. Not more than twenty years at a guess. After that I shall surely be on the top.
LYCINUS
Good Heavens! As long as that!
HERMOTIMUS
Yes, Lycinus; my struggles are for great prizes.
LYCINUS
Perhaps so. But those twenty years—has your teacher promised you that length of life? If he has he must be more than a wise man—a prophet, or an oracle-monger, or an expert in Chaldean lore, as well—they say that they know this sort of thing. For, if it is not certain that you will live to reach Virtue, it is quite unreasonable to take all this trouble and wear yourself out night and day, not knowing whether Fate as you near the top will come and pull you down by the foot with your hopes unfulfilled.
HERMOTIMUS
Away with you! That, Lycinus, is blasphemy. May I live to enjoy happiness through wisdom for just one day!
LYCINUS
Would that repay you for all your labours—just one day?
HERMOTIMUS
For me even a moment is enough.
Hermotimus. Lucian of Samosata. Kenneth Kilburn (Translator). Medford, MA. Perseus 5.0.
Sponsored by Perseus Project, Tufts University.
Funding provided by The National Endowment for the Humanities.