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For me, my spirit is willing thrall to the fascination of Heracles’ glory;

Mid the heights of achievement whereunto he soared I love to recall that old-time story,

How, soon as the son of Zeus came forth to the light of day with his twin-born brother,

When he leapt to the splendour of sunlight-glow from the travail-tormented womb of his mother,