...who have gone a journey which I too may have to go, and of whom I ought to inquire whether the way is smooth and easy or rugged and difficult. And this...call the " threshold of old age " : Is life harder toward the end, or what report do you give of it? I will tell you, Socrates, he said, what my own feeling...

...call the " threshold of old age " : Is life harder toward the end, or what report do you give of it ? I will tell you, Socrates, he said, what my own feeling is. Men of my age flock together; we are birds of a feather, as the old proverb says; and at our meetings...

...who have gone a journey which I too may have to go, and of whom I ought to inquire, whether the way is smooth and easy, or rugged and difficult. And this...tell you, Socrates, he said, what my own feeling is. Men of my age flock together ; we are birds of a feather, as the old proverb says ; and at our meetings...

...gone a journey which I too may have to go, and of whom I ought to inquire, whether the way is smoottt and easy, or rugged and difficult. And this is a question...tell you, Socrates, he said, what my own feeling is. Men of my age flock together ; we are birds of a feather, as the old proverb says ; and at our meetings...

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...who have gone a journey which I too may have to go, and of whom I ought to inquire, whether the way is smooth and easy, or rugged and difficult. And this...towards the end, or what report do you give of it ? ' " vetere proverbio. Cf. Homer, Od. XVII. 218, "Thus ever doth some god join like with like" ; Plato's...

...who have gone a journey which I too may have to go, and of whom I ought to enquire, whether the way is smooth and easy, or rugged and difficult. And this...towards the end, or what report do you give of it? I will tell you, Socrates, he said, what my own feeling is. Men of my age flock together; we are birds...

...who have gone a journey which I too may have to go, and of whom I ought to inquire, whether the way is smooth and easy, or rugged and difficult. And this...towards the end, or what report do you give of it? I can not drink; the pleasures of youth and love are fled away: there was a good time once, but now...