Set a thief to catch a thief.
Epigram 43; translation by Robert Allason Furness, from Poems of Callimachus (London: Jonathan Cape, 1931) p. 103.
A big book is a big misfortune.Callimachus
Nothing unattested do I sing.Callimachus
They told me, Heraclitus, they told me you were dead,They brought me bitter news to hear and bitter tears to shed.I wept, as I remembered, how often you and IHad tired the sun with talking and sent him down the sky.Callimachus
Two goddesses now must Cyprus adore;The Muses are ten, the Graces are four;Stella's wit is so charming, so sweet her fair face;She shines a new Venus, a Muse, and a Grace.Callimachus
Here sleeps Saon, of Acanthus, son of Dicon, a holy sleep: say not that the good die.Callimachus