At these words the king smiled, and then went on:  “And what has given rise to this?  The Hellenic love of beauty in form, which, in the eye of a Greek, is superior to every thing else.  He cannot separate the body from the soul, because he holds it to be the most glorious of formed things, and indeed, believes that a beautiful spirit must necessarily inhabit a beautiful body.  Their gods, therefore, are only elevated human beings, but we adore an unseen power working in nature and in ourselves.  The animal takes its place between ourselves and nature; its actions are guided, not, like our own, by the letter, but by the eternal laws of nature, which owe their origin to the Deity, while the letter is a device of man’s own mind.  And then, too, where amongst ourselves do we find so earnest a longing and endeavor to gain freedom, the highest good, as among the animals?  Where such a regular and well-balanced life from generation to generation, without instruction or precept?”

Here the king’s voice failed.  He was obliged to pause for a few moments, and then continued:  “I know that my end is near; therefore enough of these matters.  My son and successor, hear my last wishes and act upon them; they are the result of experience.  But alas! how often have I seen, that rules of life given by one man to another are useless.  Every man must earn his own experience.  His own losses make him prudent, his own learning wise.  Thou, my son, art coming to the throne at a mature age; thou hast had time and opportunity to judge between right and wrong, to note what is beneficial and what hurtful, to see and compare many things.  I give thee, therefore, only a few wholesome counsels, and only fear that though I offer them with my right hand, thou wilt accept them with the left.

“First, however, I must say that, notwithstanding my blindness, my indifference to what has been going on during the past months has been only apparent.  I left you to your own devices with a good intention.  Rhodopis told me once one of her teacher AEsop’s fables:  ’A traveller, meeting a man on his road, asked him how long it would be before he reached the nearest town.’  ‘Go on, go on,’ cried the other.  ’But I want to know first when I shall get to the town.’  ‘Go on, only go on,’ was the answer.  The traveller left him with angry words and abuse; but he had not gone many steps when the man called after him:  ’You will be there in an hour.  I could not answer your question until I had seen your pace.’

“I bore this fable in my mind for my son’s sake, and watched in silence at what pace he was ruling his people.  Now I have discovered what I wish to know, and this is my advice:  Examine into everything your self.  It is the duty of every man, but especially of a king, to acquaint himself intimately with all that concerns the weal or woe of his people.  You, my son, are in the habit of using the eyes and ears of other men instead of going to the fountain-head yourself.  I am sure that your advisers, the priests, only desire what is good; but . . .  Neithotep, I must beg you to leave us alone for a few moments.”