you　as　an　enemy；　for　they　will　know　that　you　have　done　your　best　to　destroy
  us。　　Listen；　then；　to　us　and　not　to　Crito。'
  This；　dear　Crito；　is　the　voice　which　I　seem　to　hear　murmuring　in　my　ears；
  like　the　sound　of　the　flute　in　the　ears　of　the　mystic；　that　voice；　I　say；
  is　humming　in　my　ears；　and　prevents　me　from　hearing　any　other。　　And　I　know
  that　anything　more　which　you　may　say　will　be　vain。　　Yet　speak；　if　you　have
  anything　to　say。
  CRITO：　　I　have　nothing　to　say；　Socrates。
  SOCRATES：　　Leave　me　then；　Crito；　to　fulfil　the　will　of　God；　and　to　follow
  whither　he　leads。
  End