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He had, however, hitherto managed to restrain himself; but now he could no longer forbear, and I am convinced of the truth of the suspicion which I entertained at the time, that Charmides had heard this answer about temperance from Critias. And Charmides, who did not want to answer himself, but to make Critias answer, tried to stir him up.
Eudora, can you with truth give me this assurance?" Eudora made no reply; but she trembled so violently, that she would have sunk, had she not leaned on the arm of her friend. Philothea, pitying her distress, said, "Son of Charmides, I do not believe Eudora can truly give the answer you wish to receive; but remember in her favour that she does not seek to excuse herself by falsehood.
"He will have curious things to sell vases of glass, beads of amber, carved ivory, and scrolls gay with painted figures. You must see them, Charmides." But already the boy had forgotten the Egyptian. "See the chariot!" he cried. It was slowly rolling along the stony road. A grave, handsome man stood in it holding the reins. Beside him stood another man with a staff in his hand.
Before Hermes Charmides left his little clay image of the god. And while the priests prayed aloud, the boy sent up a whispered prayer for his brother. Once the procession came before a low, narrow temple. It was of sun-dried bricks coated with plaster. Its columns were all different from one another. Some were slender, others thick; some fluted, others plain; and all were brightly painted.
"They came to the place of execution, but before the final stroke they were cruelly tortured. Charmides bore his sufferings in silence, but in her extremest agony the face of Demariste was lighted with rapture. "'Look, look, my beloved, there, there! trying to lift her mangled arm, 'Christ the Lord! One moment more and we are for ever with Him.
But even had it been indispensable to the plot, it might have been far more probably ascribed to the Egyptian commander Charmides, with whose passion for Leucippe we were already acquainted, and who had, moreover, learned from Menelaus that he had little chance of success by ordinary methods, from the pre-engagement of the lady to Clitophon.
So had it been with others whose beauty had given a new creative impulse to their age. The ivory body of the Bithynian slave rots in the green ooze of the Nile, and on the yellow hills of the Cerameicus is strewn the dust of the young Athenian; but Antinous lives in sculpture, and Charmides in philosophy.
"My throat needs wetting," cried a man. He pulled off a little vase of wine that hung from his girdle and passed it to Menon, saying: "I should be proud if the father of the victor would drink from my bottle." And Menon took it, smiling proudly. Then he himself opened a little cloth bag and drew out figs and nuts. "Here is something to munch, lad," he said to Charmides.
He was also nearly related to Charmides and to Critias this last the well-known and violent leader among the oligarchy called the Thirty Tyrants. His literary training was commenced under a schoolmaster named Dionysius, and pursued under Draco, a celebrated teacher of music in the large sense then attached to that word.
But we must not make a business of landscape-gazing like our friend Charmides! We are men of affairs, you and I. Come, I will show you a thing. Shut your eyes for a minute and give me your hand. Now!" A sudden breeze fanned my face, sweet and odorous, like the wind out of a wood. "Now," said Amroth, "we have arrived! Where do you think we are?" The scene had changed in an instant.
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