饗宴
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- 英語
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- APAクセノフォン. (n.d.). The Symposium [饗宴]. Digital reproduction: SigPhi. https://sigphiai.com/ja/works/xenophon/the-symposium
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何についての本か
ソクラテスも列席する晩餐。客たちと、道化と、軽業師がいて、最後は愛についての演説で終わる。
背景と歴史
同じ場面と同じ主題を舞台にしたプラトンの『饗宴』と、そのまま比べてみたくなる。ここでのほうが空気は家庭的で、そしておかしい。擁護される愛も、上へ昇っていくというより人間くさい。両方あるからこそ、二人の弟子の違いが見えるのである。
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which he kept each muscle of the body in full exercise whilst dancing, so now the jester, bidding the flute-girl quicken the time (presto! presto! prestissimo!), fell to capering madly, tossing legs and arms and head together, until he was fairly tired out, and threw himself dead beat upon the sofa, gasping: There, that's a proof that my jigs too are splendid exercise; at any rate, I am dying of thirst; let the attendant kindly fill me the mighty goblet. (45) (45) Cf. Plat. "Symp." 223 C. Quite right (said Callias), and we will pledge you. Our throats are parched with laughing at you. At this point Socrates: Nay, gentlemen, if drinking is the order of the day, I heartily approve. Wine it is in very truth that moistens the soul of man, (46) that lulls at once all cares to sleep, even as mandragora (47) drugs our human senses, and at the same time kindles light-hearted thoughts, (48) as oil a flame. Yet it fares with the banquets of men, (49) if I mistake not, precisely as with plants that spring and shoot on earth. When God gives these vegetable growths too full a draught of rain, they cannot lift their heads nor feel the light air breathe through them; but if they drink in only the glad supply they need, they stand erect, they shoot apace, and reach maturity of fruitage. So we, too, if we drench our throats with over-copious draughts, (50) ere long may find our legs begin to reel and our thoughts begin to falter; (51) we shall scarce be able to draw breath, much less to speak a word in season. But if (to borrow language from the mint of Gorgias (52)), if only the attendants will bedew us with a frequent mizzle (53) of small glasses, we shall not be violently driven on by wine to drunkenness, but with sweet seduction reach the goal of sportive levity. (46) Cf. Plat. "Laws," 649; Aristoph. "Knights," 96: Come, quick now, bring me a lusty stoup of wine, To moisten my understanding and inspire me (H. Frere). (47) Cf. Plat. "Rep." vi.…