CRITO.
And must Socrates be one of those unhappy victims?
SOCRATES.
'Tis noble to be the victim of the deity: I die contented. I wish indeed that, to the satisfaction of seeing you, my friends, I could have added the happiness of embracing Sophronimus and Aglae: I wonder they are not here: they would have made my last moments more welcome.
CRITO.
Alas! they know not that you have already undergone the judges' dreadful sentence: they have been talking to the people, and praising those magistrates who would have acquitted you. Aglae has laid open the guilt of Anitus, and published his shame and dishonor: they perhaps might have saved your life: O dear Socrates, why would you thus precipitate your fate?
SCENE the last.
AGLAE, SOPHRONIMUS.
AGLAE.
Divine Socrates, be not afraid: be comforted, Xantippe: worthy disciples of Socrates, do not weep.
SOPHRONIMUS.
Your enemies are confounded: the people rise in your defence.
AGLAE.
We have been talking to them; we have laid open
