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phaedrus   
is the servant of another master; instead of love and infatuation,
wisdom and temperance are his bosom's lords; but the beloved has not
discovered the change which has taken place in him, when he asks for a
return and recalls to his recollection former sayings and doings; he
believes himself to be speaking to the same person, and the other, not
having the courage to confess the truth, and not knowing how to fulfil
the oaths and promises which he made when under the dominion of folly,
and having now grown wise and temperate, does not want to do as he did
or to be as he was before. And so he runs away and is constrained to
be a defaulter; the oyster-shell has fallen with the other side
uppermost-he changes pursuit into flight, while the other is compelled
to follow him with passion and imprecation not knowing that he ought
never from the first to have accepted a demented lover instead of a
sensible non-lover; and that in making such a choice he was giving
himself up to a faithless, morose, envious, disagreeable being,
hurtful to his estate, hurtful to his bodily health, and still more
hurtful to the cultivation of his mind, than which there neither is
nor ever will be anything more honoured in the eyes both of gods and
men. Consider this, fair youth, and know that in the friendship of the
lover there is no real kindness; he has an appetite and wants to
feed upon you:
As wolves love lambs so lovers love their loves.
But I told you so, I am speaking in verse, and therefore I had
better make an end; enough.
Phaedr. I thought that you were only halfway and were going to
make a similar speech about all the advantages of accepting the
non-lover. Why do you not proceed?
Soc. Does not your simplicity observe that I have got out of
dithyrambics into heroics, when only uttering a censure on the
lover? And if I am to add the praises of the non-lover, what will
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