Plato: The Complete Works (31 Books). Plato

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      He drew nearer to me and said: Protagoras is come.

      Yes, I replied; he came two days ago: have you only just heard of his arrival?

      Yes, by the gods, he said; but not until yesterday evening.

      At the same time he felt for the truckle-bed, and sat down at my feet, and then he said: Yesterday quite late in the evening, on my return from Oenoe whither I had gone in pursuit of my runaway slave Satyrus, as I meant to have told you, if some other matter had not come in the way;—on my return, when we had done supper and were about to retire to rest, my brother said to me: Protagoras is come. I was going to you at once, and then I thought that the night was far spent. But the moment sleep left me after my fatigue, I got up and came hither direct.

      I, who knew the very courageous madness of the man, said: What is the matter? Has Protagoras robbed you of anything?

      He replied, laughing: Yes, indeed he has, Socrates, of the wisdom which he keeps from me.

      But, surely, I said, if you give him money, and make friends with him, he will make you as wise as he is himself.

      Would to heaven, he replied, that this were the case! He might take all that I have, and all that my friends have, if he pleased. But that is why I have come to you now, in order that you may speak to him on my behalf; for I am young, and also I have never seen nor heard him; (when he visited Athens before I was but a child;) and all men praise him, Socrates; he is reputed to be the most accomplished of speakers. There is no reason why we should not go to him at once, and then we shall find him at home. He lodges, as I hear, with Callias the son of Hipponicus: let us start.

      I replied: Not yet, my good friend; the hour is too early. But let us rise and take a turn in the court and wait about there until day-break; when the day breaks, then we will go. For Protagoras is generally at home, and we shall be sure to find him; never fear.

      Upon this we got up and walked about in the court, and I thought that I would make trial of the strength of his resolution. So I examined him and put questions to him. Tell me, Hippocrates, I said, as you are going to Protagoras, and will be paying your money to him, what is he to whom you are going? and what will he make of you? If, for example, you had thought of going to Hippocrates of Cos, the Asclepiad, and were about to give him your money, and some one had said to you: You are paying money to your namesake Hippocrates, O Hippocrates; tell me, what is he that you give him money? how would you have answered?

      I should say, he replied, that I gave money to him as a physician.

      And what will he make of you?

      A physician, he said.

      And if you were resolved to go to Polycleitus the Argive, or Pheidias the Athenian, and were intending to give them money, and some one had asked you: What are Polycleitus and Pheidias? and why do you give them this money?—how would you have answered?

      I should have answered, that they were statuaries.

      And what will they make of you?

      A statuary, of course.

      Well now, I said, you and I are going to Protagoras, and we are ready to pay him money on your behalf. If our own means are sufficient, and we can gain him with these, we shall be only too glad; but if not, then we are to spend the money of your friends as well. Now suppose, that while we are thus enthusiastically pursuing our object some one were to say to us: Tell me, Socrates, and you Hippocrates, what is Protagoras, and why are you going to pay him money,—how should we answer? I know that Pheidias is a sculptor, and that Homer is a poet; but what appellation is given to Protagoras? how is he designated?

      They call him a Sophist, Socrates, he replied.

      Then we are going to pay our money to him in the character of a Sophist?

      Certainly.

      But suppose a person were to ask this further question: And how about yourself? What will Protagoras make of you, if you go to see him?

      He answered, with a blush upon his face (for the day was just beginning to dawn, so that I could see him): Unless this differs in some way from the former instances, I suppose that he will make a Sophist of me.

      By the gods, I said, and are you not ashamed at having to appear before the Hellenes in the character of a Sophist?

      Indeed, Socrates, to confess the truth, I am.

      But you should not assume, Hippocrates, that the instruction of Protagoras is of this nature: may you not learn of him in the same way that you learned the arts of the grammarian, or musician, or trainer, not with the view of making any of them a profession, but only as a part of education, and because a private gentleman and freeman ought to know them?

      Just so, he said; and that, in my opinion, is a far truer account of the teaching of Protagoras.

      I said: I wonder whether you know what you are doing?

      And what am I doing?

      You are going to commit your soul to the care of a man whom you call a Sophist. And yet I hardly think that you know what a Sophist is; and if not, then you do not even know to whom you are committing your soul and whether the thing to which you commit yourself be good or evil.

      I certainly think that I do know, he replied.

      Then tell me, what do you imagine that he is?

      I take him to be one who knows wise things, he replied, as his name implies.

      And might you not, I said, affirm this of the painter and of the carpenter also: Do not they, too, know wise things? But suppose a person were to ask us: In what are the painters wise? We should answer: In what relates to the making of likenesses, and similarly of other things. And if he were further to ask: What is the wisdom of the Sophist, and what is the manufacture over which he presides?—how should we answer him?

      How should we answer him, Socrates? What other answer could there be but that he presides over the art which makes men eloquent?

      Yes, I replied, that is very likely true, but not enough; for in the answer a further question is involved: Of what does the Sophist make a man talk eloquently? The player on the lyre may be supposed to make a man talk eloquently about that which he makes him understand, that is about playing the lyre. Is not that true?

      Yes.

      Then about what does the Sophist make him eloquent? Must not he make him eloquent in that which he understands?

      Yes, that may be assumed.

      And what is that which the Sophist knows and makes his disciple know?

      Indeed, he said, I cannot tell.

      Then I proceeded to say: Well, but are you aware of the danger which you are incurring? If you were going to commit your body to some one, who might do good or harm to it, would you not carefully consider and ask the opinion of your friends and kindred, and deliberate many days as to whether you should give him the care of your body? But when the soul is in question, which you hold to be of far more value than the body, and upon the good or evil of which depends the well-being of your all,—about this you never consulted either with your father or with СКАЧАТЬ