Potters, if you will give me a reward, I will sing for you.
Come, then, Athene, with hand upraised over the kiln. Let the pots and all the dishes turn out well and be well fired; let them fetch good prices and be sold in plenty in the market, and plenty in the streets.
Grant that the potters may get great gain and grant me so to sing to them.
But if you turn shameless and make false promises, then I call together the destroyers of kilns, Syntribos and Smaragos and Asbetos and Sabaktes and Omodamos who can work this craft much mischief. Come all of you and sack the kiln-yard and the buildings: let the whole kiln be shaken up to the potter’s loud lament.
As a horse’s jaw grinds, so let the kiln grind to powder all the pots inside.
— Homer’s Epigrams Fragment 14
Find the Potter, beware his Demons.
directed by anton bonnici
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