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