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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Symposium by Xenophon: home-thrust, Master Sophist;[3] and confess yourself confuted.
[3] "Professor of wisdom."
Upon my soul, he had best accept his fate[4] (said Socrates). Why,
after all, you are only like those prophets who proverbially foretell
the future for mankind, but cannot foresee what is coming upon
themselves.
[4] Or, "the coup de grace."
And so the first discussion ended.[5]
[5] Or, "so ended fytte the first of the word-controversy."
Thereupon Niceratus: Lend me your ears, and I will tell you in what
respects you shall be better for consorting with myself. I presume,
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