{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/10653/?format=json","language":{"code":"fra","iso_name":"French","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/fra/?format=json"},"edition":{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/editions/17/?format=json","descriptions":[{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/descriptions/137/?format=json","language":{"code":"eng","iso_name":"English","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/eng/?format=json"},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:39.376000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:39.376000Z","description":"M. Yourcenar"}],"edition_type":0,"metadata":{},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:39.377000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:39.377000Z"},"unique_id":100000986,"created_at":"2021-10-21T01:00:21.155689Z","updated_at":"2021-10-21T01:00:21.155706Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Je les ai vus, ces deux amants : leur long baiser\r\nLes enivrait, mais sans pourtant les apaiser.\r\nPour s'unir davantage, ô chimère charmante !\r\nL'amant voulait porter la robe de l'amante,\r\nEt l'amante à son tour lui prit ses habits d'homme.\r\nAinsi Achille errait parmi les filles, comme\r\nUne fille lui-même ; ainsi, pareils aux plantes,\r\nIls s'enlaçaient, liant leurs bras, leurs mains brûlantes,\r\nEt leurs deux corps fondus en cette ardeur intense...\r\nHélas ! mon pauvre amour, nous brûlons à distance !","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:5.255/?format=json"]}