And how many times, goddess,
did you test your bow?
First at an elm
Next you shot an oak
And third some wild beast.
And fourth you shot not into a tree
but a city of unjust men, who betray
their guests and themselves with
many wicked deeds. On them
you press your fearsome wrath.
Callimachus, Hymn to Artemis, CIRCA THIRD CENTURY BC