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1 ... singing the praises of sheep-sacrificing Pytho, and Nemea and the Isthmus. I will make my boast, laying my hand on the earth—  every debt of praise shines in the light of truth—no Greek, boy or man, has won more victories in his age-group.  Zeus, whose spear is the thunderbolt, by the banks of the silver-whirling Alpheus may you also fulfill his prayers for great god-given glory, and place on his head a gray-green wreath  of Aetolian olive in the famous games of Phrygian Pelops.
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