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What is best for a man to attain both now and at last.

For the founder of this land smote in his passionate haste

Alkmena’s base-born brother a deadly blow

With his olive-wood staff, as forth Likymnius came

From Midea’s bower; for his spirit with wrath was aglow.

In the city of Tiryns befell that sin and shame.

Yea, the feet of the wise be misled when the soul is aflame

With wrath. To the oracle fratricide-stained did he go.