τὸν ἐπὶ Ὑακίνθῳ λεγόμενον Ἀπόλλωνος ἔρωτα ὑποσημαίνων

[sovay]

Happy birthday, rushthatspeaks, my best cousin, my blue-haired love. We live in a world where people make photoshoots of the death of Hyakinthos in Apollo's arms.

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[sovay]

Also, either there's a bit where Hyacinthus breaks off and addresses the audience directly in prose, or my scansion and rhymes in that passage really suck.

I'm willing to believe it was prose.