Phaedrus: (cont.) so to me you seem someone never let out of the city, going neither out and abroad, nor outside the wall // 230ξ οὕτως ἐκ τοῦ ἄστεος οὔτ᾽ εἰς τὴν ὑπερορίαν ἀποδημεῖς οὔτ᾽ ἔξω τείχους ἔμοιγε δοκεῖς τὸ παράπαν ἐξιέναι //
