Ilimilku the Scribe · a new plain-English translation from the original language
'[. . .] I will drag him like a lamb to the ground;
[I will make] his gray hair [run] with blood, the gray of his beard
[with gore] — . . . unless he gives Baal a house like the gods',
[a cou]rt like the sons of Athirat's!' She sta[mped] her feet
[and] the earth [shook.] The[n] [she set] her [fa]ce
[toward El] at the springs of the two river[s,] [ami]d the ch[ann]els
of [the two dee]ps. She came to the mound of E[l] and entered
[the dwel]ling of the K[in]g, the Father [of Years] — the vault(?)
she [en]tered, the tent of the Creator and Lord of the go[ds.]
Her voice Bull [E]l her father heard. E[l] an[swer]ed
from the seven cha[mb]ers, [from] the [ei]ght [enclo]sures:
. . . aloud . . . [. . .]
'The eye of . . . [. . .]
above . . . [. . .]
at the feet of the la[d]s [. . .]'
. . . greatly the lord(?) . . . the flock(?) . . .
— the Lamp of the gods, Shapshu, [glow]ing hot,
the heavens hanging faint in the ha[nd] [of the son of the gods,] [Mo]t —
and the Virgin An[at] answered: '[The building] of houses,
O El! — the building of [your] house[s:] do n[ot] [re]joice in it;
do not rejoice in the raising of [your] [pa]lace!
Or else I will seize them with my right hand — . . . Baal(?) —
by my great long arm(?). I will smash [. . .]
your skull; I will make your gray hair run [with blood,]
the gray of your beard with gore!'
El answered from the seven chamb[ers,] from the eight
enclosures: 'I kn[ow you,] daughter — how furious you are:
among goddesses there is no sc[or]n like yours. What do you desire,
O Virgin Anat?' And the Virgin Anat [ans]wered:
'Your decree, El, is wise — wise
unto everlasting; a life of good fortune, your decree.
Our king is Mightiest Baal — our judge,
and there is none above him! Together let us
carry his chalice; together let us carry his cup!'
Groaning, Bull El his father indeed cries out — El
the King who established him; Athirat cries out,
and her sons — the goddess, and the band of her kin:
'So Baal has no house like the gods',
no court like the so[ns] of Athirat's! The dwelling of El
is the shelter of [his] so[ns;] [the dwe]lling of Lady Athirat
of the Sea is the dwelling of [Pidr]ay, Daughter of Light,
[the shelter] of Tallay, [Daughter of] Rain, the dwelling
[of Arsay,] [Daughter of the Wi]de World — the dwelling
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