Religion
Book VI, 75
Translated by W. R. Paton (1916–18) · From The Greek Anthology (Loeb, vol. I, 1916)
Anprocuvs, Apollo, gives to thee this bow, with which, hunting successfully, he shot full many a beast. For never did the archer’s hand send the arrow to leap amiss, all in vain, from the curved horn, but as often as the string, fatal to every quarry, twanged, so often he slew some game in the air or in the wood. So now he brings thee, Phoebus, this Lyctian weapon, enclasping his gift with golden rings.
This translation is printed as prose in its source edition.
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