There was at Amyclae, near Sparta, a youth named Hyacinthus, the son of King Amyclas — exceedingly fair, beloved by Apollo, and beloved also (the older traditions say) by the singer Thamyris and by the West Wind Zephyrus. Apollo would come down from Delphi to spend his days with the youth, hunting in the Laconian hills and contesting in the games at which Hyacinthus excelled.
One day the two were throwing the discus, and Apollo cast first; the bronze rose high and arced toward Hyacinthus, who ran forward to take his turn. But Zephyrus the West Wind, jealous that Apollo should have the boy's love, blew upon the discus as it descended, and turned it from its course; and it struck Hyacinthus full upon the temple. The youth fell, and the god caught him in his arms; but no medicine of Apollo's, who is the lord of healing, could close the wound. Hyacinthus died there beside the river Eurotas, and from the blood that fell upon the grass there sprang up a flower, marked upon its petals with the letters AI, AI, the Greek cry of mourning — and this was the hyacinth, which the Greeks named for him.
The Spartans observed every year the Hyacinthia, a three-day festival at Amyclae which combined mourning for the youth and celebration of Apollo, and which was so important to the Spartan calendar that even on campaign their armies would withdraw to keep it. The throne of Apollo at Amyclae, the great work of Bathycles of Magnesia in the sixth century before our era, was supported upon an altar that was at the same time the tomb of Hyacinthus; and Pausanias, who saw it, has preserved a detailed description.




