Young Socrates: True.
Stranger: There is also the priestly class, who, as the law declares, know how to give the gods gifts from men in the form of sacrifices which are acceptable to them, and to ask on our behalf blessings in return from them. Now both these are branches of the servile or ministerial art.
Young Socrates: Yes, clearly.
Stranger: And here I think that we seem to be getting on the right track; for the priest and the diviner are swollen with pride and prerogative, and they create an awful impression of themselves by the magnitude of their enterprises; in Egypt, the king himself is not allowed to reign, unless he have priestly powers, and if he should be of another class and has thrust himself in, he must get enrolled in the priesthood. In many parts of Hellas, the duty of offering the most solemn propitiatory sacrifices is assigned to the highest magistracies, and here, at Athens, the most solemn and national of the ancient sacrifices are supposed to be celebrated by him who has been chosen by lot to be the King Archon.
Young Socrates: Precisely.
Stranger: But who are these other kings and priests elected by lot who now come into view followed by their retainers and a vast throng, as the former class disappears and the scene changes?
Young Socrates: Whom can you mean?
Stranger: They are a strange crew.
Young Socrates: Why strange?
Stranger: A minute ago I thought that they were animals of every tribe; for many of them are like lions and centaurs, and many more like satyrs and such weak and shifty creatures;—Protean shapes quickly changing into one another’s forms and natures; and now, Socrates, I begin to see who they are.
Young Socrates: Who are they? You seem to be gazing on some strange vision.
Stranger: Yes; everyone looks strange when you do not know him; and just now I myself fell into this mistake—at first sight, coming suddenly upon him, I did not recognize the politician and his troop.
Young Socrates: Who is he?
Stranger: The chief of Sophists and most accomplished of wizards, who must at any cost be separated from the true king or Statesman, if we are ever to see daylight in the present enquiry.
Young Socrates: That is a hope not lightly to be renounced.
Stranger: Never, if I can help it; and, first, let me ask you a question.
Young Socrates: What?
Stranger: Is not monarchy a recognized form of government?
Young Socrates: Yes.
Stranger: And, after monarchy, next in order comes the government of the few?
Young Socrates: Of course.
Stranger: Is not the third form of government the rule of the multitude, which is called by the name of democracy?
Young Socrates: Certainly.
Stranger: And do not these three expand in a manner into five, producing out of themselves two other names?
Young Socrates: What are they?