{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/4344/?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":99994632,"created_at":"2021-03-31T13:13:03Z","updated_at":"2021-03-31T13:13:04Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Your head, Apollophanes, has become a sieve, or \nthe lower edge of a worm-eaten book, all exactly \nlike ant-holes, crooked and straight, or musical notes \nLydian and Phrygian. But go on boxing without \nfear ; for even if you are struck on the head you will \nhave the marks you have — you can’t have more. ","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:11.78/?format=json"]}