Antinous Agonodikes

P Sufenas Virius Lupus

It is fitting that you judge
the games held in your honor.
For you sweat is poured out
as a bodily libation.

Your beautiful form
never shied from showing
the shine of olive oil
on your skin at wrestling.

Your sturdy torso topped
by a broad smooth chest
pushed through waves of water
with dolphin grace.

You rowed in rivers,
ran races of horses
as well as on foot,
hurled the discus far and true.

May athletes and artists
in their friendly competition
strive to please you
in their sacrifices,

and be blessed by you, O Antinous,
just judge of the contest.

 

 

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