Ilimilku the Scribe · a new plain-English translation from the original language
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[Groaning,] he [indeed cri]es out — Bull
[El his father,] [E]l the King
[who established him;] [he cri]es out to Athi-
[rat] [and] [her sons,] the goddess
[and] [the band] [of] her [kin:]
['So] [Baal has] [no house]
[like the gods',] [no] [court]
[like] [the sons] of Athira[t's!]
The dwe[lli]ng of El is the shelter of
his sons; the dwelling of Lady
Athirat of the Sea is the dwelling of
the honored brides —
the dwelling of Pidray, Daughter of Light,
the shelter of Tallay, Daughter of Rain,
the dwelling of Arsay, Daughter of the Wide World.'
And a second word
I will say to you: prepare, pray,
a gift for Lady Athirat of the Sea,
a present for the Creatress of the gods.'
Hayyin went up to the bellows;
in the hands of Hasis were the tongs.
He cast silver, he pou-
red out gold; he cast silver
by the thousands, gold he cast
by the ten-thousands.
He cast a canopy(?) and a bedstead(?) —
a divine dais of twenty-thousand weight,
a divine dais coated in silver,
glistening with a film of gold;
a divine seat with its resting-
place in fine metal; a divine foot-
stool spread over with electrum;
divine sandals with straps,
over which he worked gold;
a divine table filled
with figures — creatures of
the foundations of the earth;
a divine bowl shaped like a lamb(?),
fashioned like the beasts of Yaman(?),
on which wild oxen teem by the ten-thousands.