an ancient greek athlete rubs the sore back of another athlete lying flat on a large bench after gymnasium exercises
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an ancient greek athlete rubs the sore back of another athlete lying flat on a large bench after gymnasium exercises

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an ancient greek athlete rubs the sore back of another athlete lying flat on a large bench after gymnasium exercises
illustration depicting an ancient greek gymnasium trainer treating the sore back muscles of a greek athlete
ancient greek athlete lying on his back and doing left lifts
ancient greek athletes help each other attend to bruises and sore muscles after gymnasium training
ancient greek athletes do stretching exercises at the gymnasium
ancient greek athlete lying on his back with legs lifted over his body
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ancient greek athlete standing on his head and leaning against another athlete
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ancient greek athlete on the ground doing push-up
an ancient greek athlete holding a discus poses for a greek Sculptor
ancient greek athlete curling his body in a circle while sitting on the ground
ancient greek sculpture of an ignudi warrior lying on the ground with sword in one hand
greek vase painter and athlete with bow and arrow posing for him
Michelangelo draws two athletes one sitting and one standing
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do
when it makes that great turn out of sight.
How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore
How it spins to the left and the right.
It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride
Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside
‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride
lying flat on their deck in the sun.
There they lie, drying out in the sun.

As you round the point where the river was bent
and survey the great wideness ahead,
you can see all those captains alone on their decks,
beat and broken and very near dead.
Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do
as it drags you down into its maw.
Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash
but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw.

Going back and away, then forward again,
fearing each time, the rocks will prevail!
You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide,
in an eddy withstanding a gale.
But each time you circle that great whirling tide
and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side
and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide,
for the eddy’s small mercy give praise.
Give the merciful currents your praise!