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Phaedrus: But let us go, now that is has become less oppressively hot. Socrates: Shouldn't we first offer a prayer? Phaedrus: Of course. Socrates: Dear Pan, and all you other gods who live here, grant that I may become beautiful within, and that whatever outward things I have may be in harmony with the spirit inside me. May I understad that it is only the wise who are ric, and may I have only as much money as a temperate person needs. --Is there anything else we can ask for Phaedrus? For me that prayer is enough. Phaedrus: Make it a prayer for me to, since friends have all things in common. Socrates: Let's be going
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