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The Symposium by Xenophon
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Dic. It was a most expensive charge you bore:
Poor Lamachus! he was forced to pay the score.

H. Frere.



II

Now the tables were removed, and in due order they had poured out the
libation, and had sung the hymn.[1] To promote the revelry, there
entered now a Syracusan, with a trio of assistants: the first, a
flute-girl, perfect in her art; and next, a dancing-girl, skilled to
perform all kinds of wonders; lastly, in the bloom of beauty, a boy,
who played the harp and danced with infinite grace. This Syracusan
went about exhibiting his troupe, whose wonderful performance was a
source of income to him.

[1] See Plat. "Symp." 176 A; Athen. ix. 408.

After the girl had played to them upon the flute, and then the boy in
turn upon the harp, and both performers, as it would appear, had set
the hearts of every one rejoicing, Socrates turned to Callias:

A feast, upon my word, O princeliest entertainer![2] Was it not enough
to set before your guests a faultless dinner, but you must feast our
eyes and ears on sights and sounds the most delicious?

[2] Lit. "in consummate style."

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