{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/11011/?format=json","language":{"code":"fra","iso_name":"French","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/fra/?format=json"},"edition":{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/editions/21/?format=json","descriptions":[{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/descriptions/243/?format=json","language":{"code":"eng","iso_name":"English","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/eng/?format=json"},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:28:09.159000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:28:09.159000Z","description":"R. Aubreton"}],"edition_type":0,"metadata":{},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:28:09.159000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:28:09.159000Z"},"unique_id":100001341,"created_at":"2022-01-05T15:53:30.375230Z","updated_at":"2022-01-05T15:53:30.375239Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Ta barbe, les poils touffus de tes cuisses! Comme rapidement le temps change toutes choses, Connichos! Voilà ce que tu es devenu! Ne te disais-je pas: \"Ne cherche pas à te montrer insupportable! Ne fais pas le dégoûté: même la beauté attire les vengeances divines.\" Orgueilleux, tu te tiens maintenant à l'étable, et ce que tu veux, maintenant, nous le savons; mais il te fallait alors avoir plus de bon sens...","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:11.326/?format=json"]}