{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/7407/?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":99997784,"created_at":"2021-06-02T15:36:44.637820Z","updated_at":"2021-06-02T15:36:44.637830Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Though I, Mycenae, am but a heap of dust here in the desert, though I am meaner to look at than any chance rock, he who gazes on the famous city of Ilion, whose walls I trod underfoot and emptied all the house of Priam, shall know thence how mighty I was of old. If my old age has used me ill, the testimony of Homer is enough for me.","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:9.28/?format=json"]}