τὸν φιλοπωριστὴν Δημόκριτον ἤν που ἐφεύρῃς,
ὤνθρωπ᾽, ἄγγειλον τοῦτο τὸ κοῦφον ἔπος,
ὡς ἡ λευκοόπωρος ἐγὼ καὶ ἐφώριος ἤδη
κείνῳ συκοφορῶ τὰς ἀπύρους ἀκόλους:

σπευσάτω, οὐκ ὀχυρὴν γὰρ ἔχω στάσιν, εἴπερ ὀπώρην
ἀβλήτου χρῄζει δρέψαι ἀπ᾽ ἀκρεμόνος.

— Paton edition

If thou findest anywhere Democritus the lover of
fruit, give him, Sir, this light message : that this is
my season, the white-fruited fig-tree, and I bear for
him the bread that wants no baking. Let him make
haste, for my position is not secure, if he would
pluck the fruit from my branches before they are
stoned.

— Paton edition

If thou findest anywhere Democritus the lover of
fruit, give him, Sir, this light message : that this is
my season, the white-fruited fig-tree, and I bear for
him the bread that wants no baking. Let him make
haste, for my position is not secure, if he would
pluck the fruit from my branches before they are
stoned.

— Paton edition

τὸν φιλοπωριστὴν Δημόκριτον ἤν που ἐφεύρῃς,
ὤνθρωπ᾽, ἄγγειλον τοῦτο τὸ κοῦφον ἔπος,
ὡς ἡ λευκοόπωρος ἐγὼ καὶ ἐφώριος ἤδη
κείνῳ συκοφορῶ τὰς ἀπύρους ἀκόλους:

σπευσάτω, οὐκ ὀχυρὴν γὰρ ἔχω στάσιν, εἴπερ ὀπώρην
ἀβλήτου χρῄζει δρέψαι ἀπ᾽ ἀκρεμόνος.

— Paton edition