It happened on a day that the two friends stripped off their
garments, rubbed the juice of the olive upon their bodies, and engaged
in throwing the quoit. First Apollo poised it and tossed it far. It cleaved
the air with its weight and fell heavily to earth. At that moment
Hyacinthus ran forwards and hastened to take up the disc, but the
hard earth sent it rebounding straight into his face, so that he fell
wounded to the ground.