{"url":"https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/texts/939/?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":9999844,"created_at":"2018-03-16T15:18:00Z","updated_at":"2018-03-16T15:18:00Z","validation":0,"status":1,"text":"I, Alcimenes, who used to protect the crops from\nthe starlings and that high-flying robber the Bistonian\ncrane, was swinging the pliant arms of my\nleathern sling to keep the crowd of birds away,\nwhen a dipsas viper wounded me about the ankles,\nand injecting into my flesh the bitter bile from her\njaws robbed me of the sunlight. Look you how\ngazing at what was in the air I noticed not the evil\nthat was creeping at my feet.","comments":[],"alignments":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/alignments/520/?format=json"],"passages":["https://anthologiagraeca.org/api/passages/urn:cts:greekLit:tlg7000.tlg001.ag:7.172/?format=json"]}