Dialogue

 1 Lysis|     have a friend already, can tell me, who am always longing
 2 Lysis|      bard;’ and subtle doctors tell us that ‘moist is the friend
 3 Lysis|       in wisdom,’ and yet only tell us half the truth, and in
 4 Lysis|     And who is yours? I asked: tell me that, Hippothales.~At
 5 Lysis| Hippothales, and hesitating to tell Socrates the name; when,
 6 Lysis|        to distinguish him.~But tell me whose son he is, I said.~
 7 Lysis|      Ctesippus will be able to tell you, he said; for if, as
 8 Lysis|        have to offer. Will you tell me by what words or actions
 9 Lysis|        not hear: Do, Socrates, tell Menexenus what you have
10 Lysis|   telling me.~Suppose that you tell him yourself, Lysis, I replied;
11 Lysis|       answer. But first I must tell you that I am one who from
12 Lysis|       for you have experience: tell me then, when one loves
13 Lysis|         By heaven, and shall I tell you what I suspect? I will.
14 Lysis|       and the good, and I will tell you why I am inclined to
15 Lysis|        good.~But, oh! will you tell me, I said, whether if evil