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would have you look to yourselves; that is a service which you may

always be doing to me and mine as well as to yourselves. And you

need not make professions; for if you take no thought for

yourselves, and walk not according to the precepts which I have

given you, not now for the first time, the warmth of your

professions will be of no avail.

We will do our best, said Crito. But in what way would you have us

bury you?

In any way that you like; only you must get hold of me, and take

care that I do not walk away from you. Then he turned to us, and added

with a smile: I cannot make Crito believe that I am the same

Socrates who have been talking and conducting the argument; he fancies

that I am the other Socrates whom he will soon see, a dead body-and he

asks, How shall he bury me? And though I have spoken many words in the

endeavor to show that when I have drunk the poison I shall leave you

and go to the joys of the blessed-these words of mine, with which I

comforted you and myself, have had, I perceive, no effect upon

Crito. And therefore I want you to be surety for me now, as he was

surety for me at the trial: but let the promise be of another sort;

for he was my surety to the judges that I would remain, but you must

be my surety to him that I shall not remain, but go away and depart;

and then he will suffer less at my death, and not be grieved when he

sees my body being burned or buried. I would not have him sorrow at my

hard lot, or say at the burial, Thus we lay out Socrates, or, Thus

we follow him to the grave or bury him; for false words are not only

evil in themselves, but they infect the soul with evil. Be of good

cheer, then, my dear Crito, and say that you are burying my body only,

and do with that as is usual, and as you think best.

When he had spoken these words, he arose and went into the bath

chamber with Crito, who bade us wait; and we waited, talking and

thinking of the subject of discourse, and also of the greatness of our

sorrow; he was like a father of whom we were being bereaved, and we

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