A “prayer to the local deities” offered by Socrates in Plato’s Phaedrus:
Beloved Pan, and all ye other gods who haunt this place, give me beauty in the inward soul; and may the outward and inward man be at one. May I reckon the wise to be the wealthy, and may I have such a quantity of gold as a temperate man and he only can bear and carry.
“Anything more? The prayer, I think, is enough for me.”







