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Book IX, 272
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
When a crow, the minister of Phoebus, parched with thirst, saw on a woman’s tomb a pitcher containing rain-water, it croaked over the mouth but could not reach the bottom with its beak. But, thou, Phoebus, didst inspire the bird with opportune art-fulness, and, by dropping pebbles in, it reached in its eagerness with its greedy lips the water set in motion by the stones.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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