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I will sing of Heracles, the son of Zeus and much the mightiest of men on earth. Alcmena bare him in Thebes , the city of lovely dances, when the dark-clouded Son of Cronos had lain with her. Once he used to wander over unmeasured tracts of land and sea
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at the bidding of King Eurystheus, and himself did many deeds of violence and endured many; but now he lives happily in the glorious home of snowy Olympus , and has neat-ankled Hebe for his wife. Hail, lord, son of Zeus' Give me success and prosperity.