his sone was showing him taht he too could command an incomprehensible dialect
Oh Ben.
And the yonge sonne hath in the ram his halve cours yronne, and smale foweles maken melodye?
I did that on purpose, to elicit sympathy from you.
Nothing can console me but talk of Alcibiades.
For this man, Anytus, happened to be a lover of Alcibiades and, when hosting some guests to dinner, invited Alcibiades, too. He refused the invitation, but getting drunk at home with his friends, made a wild procession to Anytus' house. Standing at the door to the men's dining room and seeing the tables full of silver and gold cups, he told the slaves to take half of them back to his house; he did not think it worth going in himself, but went back home after this matter had been accomplished. When the guests were angry and said that Alcibiades had treated Anytus violently and contemptuously, Anytus replied, "No, he treated me fairly and humanely, for when it was possible for him to take everything, he left part for us."
Dictes moy ou, n'en quel pays
Est Flora la belle Rommaine
Archipiada ne Thaïs,
Qui fut sa cousine germaine
Echo parlant quant bruyt on maine
Dessus riviere ou sus estan
Qui beaulté ot trop plus qu'humaine?
Mais ou sont les neiges d'antan?
He used to say on many occasions that it was preferable to give the favor of one's own youthful prime to another than to pluck it from others; for that harmed both body and soul. He denounced even Socrates, saying that if he had need of Alcibiades and held off, he was foolish; if he didn't have need, he did nothing exceptional . . . In censure of Alcibiades he said that as a youth Alcibiades drew husbands away from their wives, and as a young man he drew wives away from their husbands.
Wasn't Anytus one of Socrates' accusers? He did more than denounce, I think.
Alcibiades quickly made Socrates his associate and listened to the words of a lover who did not hunt unmanly pleasure or ask for kisses and caresses, but examined the rottenness of his soul and restrained his empty and foolish vanity.
The proud fighting-cock cowered like a slave, with lowered wing.
It's the rottenness of soul that's doin' it for you, Ben, isn't it?
That is good, because it means we can both be satisfied.
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Alcibiades.
I couldn't have done it but for your inspiration.
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Is this son a character in the book, even though I don't remember him or any mention of him in the movie?
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The son has a brief walk-on in the book, yes. I am, after all, quoting from the book.