{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/12221/?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":100002525,"created_at":"2022-04-01T17:34:48.563703Z","updated_at":"2022-04-01T17:34:48.563708Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Baisers, joue contre joue, et les petits hors-d’œuvre, voilà jusqu’à présent ce que nous avions : tu étais encore petit garçon, Diphile.\r\nJ’implore maintenant ce que tu as… derrière et n’auras plus demain. Chaque chose en son temps, selon l’âge.","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:12.251/?format=json"]}