THE CLOUDS. 109 This took place in 399 B.c., whereas the play was acted in 423. Still it helped in producing the great prejudice which undoubtedly existed and which resulted in his being put to death. To this fact Socrates is represented: as referring in the defence or apology which Plato puts into his mouth. He says: — : “T have had many to accuse me to you, This they have done for many years, saying things about me, not one of which was true. And of these enemies I am more afraid than I am of Anytus and his fellow- accusers, though these, too, are formidable. But, gentlemen, these old enemies are more formidable. These have represented to you in your childhood a false story, how that there is a certain Socrates, or wise man, who speculates on things above the earth, and searches into things under the earth, and makes the worse appear the better reason. It is they, men of Athens, who by spreading about this report of me, have been my really dangerous accusers; for those who listen to them hold that they who busy themselves with such speculations do not even believe in the gods.” sg A And a little later he says: “ You yourselves have seen this in Aris- tophanes’s comedy, in which a certain Socrates is introduced, saying that he ‘walks in air,’ and talking much other nonsense on subjects on which I do not profess to know much or little.” However much Aristophanes was mistaken in his estimate of Soc- rates’s character and teaching, it was the estimate commonly held. Indeed, there is no reason to suppose that the story sometimes told of the Athenians. having repented of their condemnation of their great countryman, is true. STREPSIADES, once a wealthy Athenian land-owner, but now reduced by losses that followed the war and by his son’s extravagance to great distress, was meditating sadly on his troubles as he lay awake in the early morning. “Will it never be light?”. he said to himself; “and yet I’m sure I heard the cock crow a long time ago. All the slaves are snoring, and,one can’t thrash them now, thanks to that de- testable war. And there’s my son. there; nothing