{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/8590/?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":99998961,"created_at":"2021-07-15T15:56:55.201542Z","updated_at":"2021-07-15T15:56:55.201550Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"Ah ! lovely is the liquor of the bees, self-wrought\r\nin the ether, and the cells self-moulded and not\r\nwith hands ; a gift unrequited to the life of men,\r\nneeding no mattock, or oxen, or crooked sickle, but\r\nonly a little vessel into which the bee pours forth\r\nthe sweet stream in abundance from its tiny body.\r\nHail ! ye pure creatures ; pasture on the flowers, ye\r\nwinged makers of ethereal nectar.","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:9.404/?format=json"]}