I cannot decide at the moment.

At any rate you can decide whether he who has knowledge will or will not

be able to render an account of his knowledge? What do you say?

Certainly, he will.

But do you think that every man is able to give an account of these very

matters about which we are speaking?

Would that they could, Socrates, but I rather fear that to-morrow, at

this time, there will no longer be any one alive who is able to give an

account of them such as ought to be given.

Then you are not of opinion, Simmias, that all men know these things?

Certainly not.

They are in process of recollecting that which they learned before?

Certainly.

But when did our souls acquire this knowledge?--not since we were born

as men?

Certainly not.

And therefore, previously?

Yes.

Then, Simmias, our souls must also have existed without bodies before

they were in the form of man, and must have had intelligence.

Unless indeed you suppose, Socrates, that these notions are given us at

the very moment of birth; for this is the only time which remains.

Yes, my friend, but if so, when do we lose them? for they are not in

us when we are born--that is admitted. Do we lose them at the moment of

receiving them, or if not at what other time?

No, Socrates, I perceive that I was unconsciously talking nonsense.

Then may we not say, Simmias, that if, as we are always repeating, there

is an absolute beauty, and goodness, and an absolute essence of all

things; and if to this, which is now discovered to have existed in our

former state, we refer all our sensations, and with this compare them,

finding these ideas to be pre-existent and our inborn possession--then

our souls must have had a prior existence, but if not, there would be

no force in the argument? There is the same proof that these ideas must

have existed before we were born, as that our souls existed before we

were born; and if not the ideas, then not the souls.

Yes, Socrates; I am convinced that there is precisely the same necessity

for the one as for the other; and the argument retreats successfully

to the position that the existence of the soul before birth cannot be

separated from the existence of the essence of which you speak. For

there is nothing which to my mind is so patent as that beauty, goodness,

and the other notions of which you were just now speaking, have a most

real and absolute existence; and I am satisfied with the proof.

Well, but is Cebes equally satisfied? for I must convince him too.

I think, said Simmias, that Cebes is satisfied: although he is the most

incredulous of mortals, yet I believe that he is sufficiently convinced

of the existence of the soul before birth. But that after death the soul

will continue to exist is not yet proven even to my own satisfaction.

I cannot get rid of the feeling of the many to which Cebes was

referring--the feeling that when the man dies the soul will be

dispersed, and that this may be the extinction of her. For admitting

that she may have been born elsewhere, and framed out of other elements,

and was in existence before entering the human body, why after having

entered in and gone out again may she not herself be destroyed and come

to an end?

Very true, Simmias, said Cebes; about half of what was required has been

proven; to wit, that our souls existed before we were born:--that the

soul will exist after death as well as before birth is the other half of

which the proof is still wanting, and has to be supplied; when that is

given the demonstration will be complete.

But that proof, Simmias and Cebes, has been already given, said

Socrates, if you put the two arguments together--I mean this and the

former one, in which we admitted that everything living is born of the

dead. For if the soul exists before birth, and in coming to life and

being born can be born only from death and dying, must she not after

death continue to exist, since she has to be born again?--Surely the

proof which you desire has been already furnished. Still I suspect

that you and Simmias would be glad to probe the argument further. Like

children, you are haunted with a fear that when the soul leaves the

body, the wind may really blow her away and scatter her; especially if a

man should happen to die in a great storm and not when the sky is calm.

Cebes answered with a smile: Then, Socrates, you must argue us out of

our fears--and yet, strictly speaking, they are not our fears, but there

is a child within us to whom death is a sort of hobgoblin; him too we

must persuade not to be afraid when he is alone in the dark.

Socrates said: Let the voice of the charmer be applied daily until you

have charmed away the fear.

And where shall we find a good charmer of our fears, Socrates, when you

are gone?

Hellas, he replied, is a large place, Cebes, and has many good men, and

there are barbarous races not a few: seek for him among them all, far

and wide, sparing neither pains nor money; for there is no better way

of spending your money. And you must seek among yourselves too; for you

will not find others better able to make the search.

The search, replied Cebes, shall certainly be made. And now, if

you please, let us return to the point of the argument at which we

digressed.

By all means, replied Socrates; what else should I please?

Very good.

Must we not, said Socrates, ask ourselves what that is which, as we

imagine, is liable to be scattered, and about which we fear? and what

again is that about which we have no fear? And then we may proceed

further to enquire whether that which suffers dispersion is or is not

of the nature of soul--our hopes and fears as to our own souls will turn

upon the answers to these questions.

Very true, he said.

Now the compound or composite may be supposed to be naturally capable,

as of being compounded, so also of being dissolved; but that which is

uncompounded, and that only, must be, if anything is, indissoluble.

Yes; I should imagine so, said Cebes.

And the uncompounded may be assumed to be the same and unchanging,

whereas the compound is always changing and never the same.

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