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Book IX, 273
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
While the never silent cicada was singing on the bushes in the heat with its double-tongued mouth, Crito contrived with his limed reeds to catch the songster of the air, no proper victim of his craft. But he got his deserts for his impious capture, and was no longer successful as before in the snares he set for other birds.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
Codex Note
Paton: cp. No. 264.
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