EUTHYPHRO

[ON HOLINESS, A TENTATIVE DIALOGUE]

St. I. p. 2

A 1. EUTHYPHRO. What is new, Socrates, that you have left your accustomed haunts in the Lyceum and are now spending your time here near the portico of the king archon? For you surely do not have a lawsuit before the king, as I do.

SOCRATES. The Athenians, Euthyphro, do not call it a lawsuit, but an indictment.

EUTHYPHRO. What do you say? Someone has, it seems, brought an indictment against you? For I will not accuse you of having brought one against someone else.

B SOCRATES. Certainly not.

EUTHYPHRO. But someone else against you?

SOCRATES. Indeed.

EUTHYPHRO. Who is he?

SOCRATES. I do not know the man very well myself, Euthyphro, for he seems to be a young and unknown person. His name, however, as I believe, is Meletus. He is of the deme a political division of ancient Athens of Pitthus, if you have any Pitthian Meletus in mind, someone with lank hair and not much of a beard, but with a hooked nose.