Living
Book IX, 824
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. III, 1917)
Living
Hunters, who come to this peak where dwells mountain Pan, good luck to you in the chase, whether ye go on your way trusting in nets or in the steel, or whether ye be fowlers relying on your hidden limed reeds. Let each of you call on me. I have skill to bring success to trap, spear, nets, and reeds.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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