Socrates I.3
You say: "I know we're far from perfection, The ghosts of our past are not even past, But I hear in your voice a blithe rejection, Of progress that's real. I'm quite aghast!" *** "No more do we have slaves pent up in cages, No more are women barred from public life, Right of exit tempers masters' rages, No more do we kill our pris'ners in strife." *** "Props to your democracy's directness, Props to your bold spir'it, your innovations, But insist I must on my correctness: Justice has advanced in modern nations." *** "Socrates! Always you're fanatical, Now you're stodgy, who once was radical."