Chaer. My question is this : If Gorgias had the skill of his brother Herodicus, what ought we to call him ? Ought he not to have the name which is given to his brother ?
Pol. Certainly.
Chaer. Then we should be right in calling him a physician ?
Pol. Yes.
Chaer. And if he had the skill of Aristophon the son of Aglaophon, or of his brother Polygnotus, what ought we to call him ?
Pol. Clearly, a painter.
Chaer. But now what shall we call him — what is the art in which he is skilled.
Pol. O Chaerephon, there are many arts among mankind which are experimental, and have their origin in experience, for experience makes the days of men to proceed according to art, and inexperience according to chance, and different persons in different ways are proficient in different arts, and the best persons in the best arts. And our friend Gorgias is one of the best, and the art in which he is a proficient is the noblest.
Soc. Polus has been taught how to make a capital speech, Gorgias ; but he is not fulfilling the promise which he made to Chaerephon.
Gor. What do you mean, Socrates ?
Soc. I mean that he has not exactly answered the question which he was asked.
Gor. Then why not ask him yourself ?
Soc. But I would much rather ask you, if you are disposed to answer : for I see, from the few words which Polus has uttered, that he has attended more to the art which is called rhetoric than to dialectic.
Pol. What makes you say so, Socrates ?
Soc. Because, Polus, when Chaerephon asked you what was the art which Gorgias knows, you praised it as if you were answering some one who found fault with it, but you never said what the art was.
Pol. Why, did I not say that it was the noblest of arts ?
Soc. Yes, indeed, but that was no answer to the question : nobody asked what was the quality, but what was the nature, of the art, and by what name we were to describe Gorgias. And I would still beg you briefly and clearly, as you answered Chaerephon when he asked you at first, to say what this art is, and what we ought to call Gorgias :