Lament (Part XV)
Let me tell you all about Hyacinthus, a noble looking lad.
Apollo was taken with our pretty boy – taken really bad.
He gave him daily lessons in shooting arrows with a bow
and showed him how to hold the discus, then let him have a go.
One day as they were having a discus throwing match,
Apollo threw, and Hyacinth – to show off, thought he’d catch.
He fumbled, and the discus hit him, thrown with all Apollo’s power
it killed him and Apollo wept. And changed him into a flower.