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So reached they Kronion’s steep rock sunward-soaring.

There prophecy’s twin treasure gave his sire⁠—

To hear his voice unswerving truth outpouring

First: then, when Heracles, that soul of fire,

Should come, when he, the Alkaïds’ seed renowned,

Should found his God-sire’s Feast thronged by all nations,

Of all world-games with chiefest honour crowned,

Then high on Zeus’s altar of oblations

A second oracle he bade him found.