{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/3900/?format=json","language":{"code":"fra","iso_name":"French","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/fra/?format=json"},"edition":{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/editions/6/?format=json","descriptions":[{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/descriptions/8/?format=json","language":{"code":"eng","iso_name":"English","url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/languages/eng/?format=json"},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:25.717000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:25.717000Z","description":"Waltz edition"}],"edition_type":0,"metadata":{},"created_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:25.718000Z","updated_at":"2021-04-08T21:27:25.718000Z"},"unique_id":99994133,"created_at":"2021-01-20T22:42:47Z","updated_at":"2021-01-20T22:42:47Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Elle est petite et noiraude, Philainion, mais plus frisée que le persil, plus douce de peu que le duvet, plus ensorceleuse de sa voix que le ceste, donnant tout et souvent négligeant de rien demander. Puissé-je aimer Philainion telle qu’elle est jusqu’à ce que j’en découvre, ô rayonnante Cypris, une autre plus parfaite !","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:5.121/?format=json"]}