Epigram 12.27

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σαῖς ἴκελον προὔπεμπον ἐγὼ Πολέμωνα παρειαῖς,
ἢν ἔλθῃ, θύσειν ὄρνιν ὑποσχόμενος:
οὐ δέχομαι φθονεροῖς, Παιάν, φρίσσοντα γενείοις,
τοιούτου τλήμων εἵνεκεν εὐξάμενος.

οὐδὲ μάτην τίλλεσθαι ἀναίτιον ὄρνιν ἔοικεν,
ἢ συντιλλέσθω, Δήλιε, καὶ Πολέμων.

— Paton edition

When I saw Polemo off, his cheeks like thine, Apollo, I promised to sacrifice a fowl if he came
back. I do not accept him now his spiteful cheeks are bristly. Luckless wretch that I was to make a vow for the sake of such a man! It is not fair for the innocent fowl to be plucked in vain, or let Polemo be plucked, too, Lord of Delos.

— Paton edition

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