O child who clings to the pontian wild hide, The stone-loving, highest of all natures, Holding, to all cities joined, That presently lauds Good-willing, And other thoughts in other ages.
The capacity of the isolated school for the world. The innocence of pure knowing as the soul of intelligence. For intelligence is the art of remaining faithful in changing circumstances; knowing is the art of being certain in one’s understanding in the midst of positive errors. If our understanding has been exercised intensely, it retains its strength even in diffusion; inasmuch as it easily recognizes foreign things by its own honed sharpness, and so does not stray from the course in uncertain situations.
Thus Jason, the Centaur’s disciple, appears before Pelias:
I believe I possess Chiron’s doctrine. For I come from the grotto, By Charikli and Philyra, where the Centaur’s daughters raised me, The holy ones; though twenty years Have I spent, not one untoward act Nor sordid word have I uttered To them, I have returned home To restore my father’s dominion.