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Φαῖδρος

Φαῖδρος Plato
242 Socrates. My good friend, when I was about to cross the stream, the spirit and the sign that usually comes to me came—it always holds me back from something I am about to do—and I thought I heard a voice from it which forbade my going away before clearing my conscience, as if I had committed some sin against deity. Now I am a seer, not a very good one, but, as the bad writers say, good enough for my own purposes; so now I understand my error. How prophetic the soul is, my friend! For all along, while I was speaking my discourse, something troubled me, and as Ibycus says, I was distressed lest I be buying honor among men by sinning against the gods.Ibycus Frag. 24, Bergk.But now I have seen my error.
242 Phaedrus. What do you mean?
242 Socrates. Phaedrus, a dreadful speech it was, a dreadful speech, the one you brought with you, and the one you made me speak.
242 Phaedrus. How so?
242 Socrates. It was foolish, and somewhat impious. What could be more dreadful than that?
242 Phaedrus. Nothing, if you are right about it.
242 Socrates. Well, do you not believe that Love is the son of Aphrodite and is a god?
242 Phaedrus. So it is said.
242 Socrates. Yes, but not by Lysias, nor by your speech which was spoken by you through my mouth that you bewitched.

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