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Lycinus That may be; but about these twenty years—have you your master’s promise that you will live so long? is he prophet as well as philosopher? or is it a soothsayer or Chaldean expert that you trust? such things are known to them, I understand. You would never, of course, if there were any uncertainty of your life’s lasting to the Virtue-point, slave and toil night and day like this; why, just as you were close to the top, your fate might come upon you, lay hold of you by the heel, and lug you down with your hopes unfulfilled.
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Hermotimus God forbid! these are words of ill omen, Lycinus; may life be granted me, that I may grow wise, and have if it be but one day of Happiness!
Lycinus For all these toils will you be content with your one day?
Hermotimus Content? yes, or with the briefest moment of it.
Lycinus But is there indeed Happiness up there—and worth all the pains? How can you tell? You have never been up yourself.
Hermotimus I trust my master’s word; and he knows well; is he not on the topmost height?
Lycinus Oh, do tell me what he says about it; what is Happiness like? wealth, glory, pleasures incomparable?
Hermotimus Hush, friend! all these have nought to do with the Virtuous life.
Lycinus Well, if these will not do, what are the good things he offers to those who carry their course right through?
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