Multa tuae, Sparte, miramur iura palaestrae, sed mage virginei tot bona gymnasii, quod non infamis exercet corpore ludos inter luctantis nuda puella viros, cum pila velocis fallit per bracchia iactus, increpat et versi clavis adunca trochi, pulverulentaque ad extremas stat femina metas, et patitur duro vulnera pancratio:.
The many rules of your athletics, O Sparta, I admire, but even more the many merits of your training of virgins, for without disrepute a naked girl may engage in physical exercise in the presence of wrestling men, when the ball makes invisible its lightning flight from hand to hand, and the hooked stick rings against the rolling hoop, and a dust-soiled woman stands at the end of the course and suffers hurt in the fight with no holds barred:
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