{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/8671/?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":99999039,"created_at":"2021-07-18T19:20:21.008566Z","updated_at":"2021-07-18T19:20:21.008572Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"I am a fawn slain by no dogs, or stake-nets, or\r\nhuntsmen, but in the sea I suffered the fate that\r\nthreatened me on land. For I rushed into the sea\r\nfrom the wood, and then the netted snare of the\r\nfishermen dragged me up on the beach. I was wrong\r\nin flying, and all in vain, from the shore, and de-\r\nservedly was taken by the fisherman after I had\r\ndeserted my hills. Never again, fishermen, shall\r\nyour hands be unsuccessful, since you now knit webs\r\nthat serve both for sea and land.","comments":[],"alignments":[],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:9.370/?format=json"]}