{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/11718/?format=json","language":{"code":"eng","iso_name":"English","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/eng/?format=json"},"edition":{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/editions/1/?format=json","descriptions":[{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/descriptions/424/?format=json","language":{"code":"eng","iso_name":"English","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/eng/?format=json"},"created_at":"2021-05-06T21:10:04.033306Z","updated_at":"2021-05-06T21:10:04.033317Z","description":"Paton edition"}],"edition_type":0,"metadata":{},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:25.406000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:25.406000Z"},"unique_id":100002037,"created_at":"2022-03-08T17:16:03.472931Z","updated_at":"2022-03-08T17:16:03.472940Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"No longer do I love. I have wrestled with three passions that burn : one for a courtesan, one for a maiden, and one for a lad. And in every way I suffer pain. For I have been sore exercised, seeking to persuade the courtesan’s doors to open, the foes of him who has nothing, and again ever sleepless I make my bed on the girl’s couch, giving the child but one thing and that most desirable, kisses. Alack ! how shall I tell of the third flame? For from that I have gained naught but glances and empty hopes.","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:12.90/?format=json"]}