the political science; for this mistake has already brought upon us the

misfortune of which the proverb speaks.

YOUNG SOCRATES: What misfortune?

STRANGER: The misfortune of too much haste, which is too little speed.

YOUNG SOCRATES: And all the better, Stranger;--we got what we deserved.

STRANGER: Very well: Let us then begin again, and endeavour to divide

the collective rearing of animals; for probably the completion of the

argument will best show what you are so anxious to know. Tell me, then--

YOUNG SOCRATES: What?

STRANGER: Have you ever heard, as you very likely may--for I do not

suppose that you ever actually visited them--of the preserves of fishes

in the Nile, and in the ponds of the Great King; or you may have seen

similar preserves in wells at home?

YOUNG SOCRATES: Yes, to be sure, I have seen them, and I have often

heard the others described.

STRANGER: And you may have heard also, and may have been assured by

report, although you have not travelled in those regions, of nurseries

of geese and cranes in the plains of Thessaly?

Statesman