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Then Zeus’s mighty son assembled all his battle-band

And all the spoil of war: a sacred precinct did he trace

In Pisa for his sire supreme, and fenced on every hand

The Altis, and the bounds thereof in a clear open space

He marked out, and for rest and feasting all the plain around

Ordained; and so was Alpheus’ stream by him with honour crowned,