“ She promised, if I were reconciled to her and I stopped brandishing savage iambs, that she would give the most select writings of the worst poet to the lame-footed god to be burned with unlucky firewood. And in this way she saw that the worst girl Wished humorously and charmingly to the gods. Now, you who were born from the blue sea, who dwell in the sacred Idalium and open Urium, and in Ancona and reedy Cnidus, and in Amathus and in Golgi, and in Dyrrachium, shop of the Adriatic, record this vow to have been accepted and returned, if it is not uncharming and unwitty. ”
