Hyacinthus

Hyacinthus

Hyacinthus was a beautiful ek boy who was atlyloved by Apollo，Apollo often laid aside his golden lyreand his arrows，and came down from Mount Olympus to Join Hyacinthus in his boyish games．The two were often busy all day long，following the huntingdogs over the mountains or setting fish nets in the river or playing at various games．
Their favourite exercise was the throwing of the discus ．The discus was a heavy metal plate about a foot across， whichwas thrown somewhat as the round ring is thrown．One dayApollo threw the discus first，and sent it whirling high up amongthe clouds for the god had at strength．It came down in afine，strong curve，and Hyacinthus ran to pick it up．Then as it fell on the hard earth，the discus bounded up again and struck the boy a cruel blow on his white forehead．
Apollo turned as pale as Hyacinthus，but he could not undo what had been done．He could only hold his friend in hisarms，and see his head bend down like a lily on a broken stem ，while the purple blood from his wound was dropping down to the earth．
There was still one way by which Apollo could make Hyacinthus live，and this was to change him into a flower．So，quickly，before it was too late，he whispered over him certainwords the gods knew，and Hyacinthus ame a purple flower，a flower of the colour of the blood that had flowed from his forehead．As the flower unfolded，it showed a strange mark on itspetals ，which looked like the ek words meaning woe！woe！
Apollo never forgot his boy friend；but sang about him to the accompaniment of his wonderful lyre till the name of Hyacinthus was known and loved all over.

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Bitter Sweet

Bitter Sweet
Cos' it's a bittersweet symphony that's life...Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to money then you die,I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down...You know the one that takes you to the places where all the thingsbegin,No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,but I'll give you my mold , I can give you my mold.But I'm a million different people from one day to the next...I can't change my mold , no,no,no,no,no,no,noWell I'm evergreen, but tonight I'm on my knees, yeah.I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah.I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now.But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now.No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,but I'll give you my mold , I can give you my mold.And I'm a million different people from one day to the next...I can't change my mold , no,no,no,no,no,no,noCoz it's a bittersweet symphony that's life.Trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die.I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down...You know the one that takes you to the places where all the thingsMeet Yeah,No change, I can't change, I can't change, I can't change,but I'll give you my mold , I can give you my mold.And I'm a million different people from one day to the next...I can't change my mold , no,no,no,no,no,no,no