Ilimilku the Scribe · a new plain-English translation from the original language
[. . .] . . .
[. . .] . . . mourns(?)
[. . .] [the Be]loved
[. . .] . . . like(?)
[. . .] let him not flee
[. . .] your foundation(?) —
[. . .] and for generation after generation,
[. . .] your life, and the breath(?) that . . .
[. . .] the gods, who is king(?).
Mightiest Baal sa[t] enthroned;
the Rider of the Clouds took his stand(?).
He rose, took position, and jeered at me;
he stood up and spat(?) at me in the midst of
the assembly of the sons of the gods: 'Fil-
th has been set on my table — a disgrace
in the cup I drink from!
For two feasts Baal hates — three,
the Rider of the Clouds: a feast of
shame, a feast of
strife, and a feast of the whispering
of serving-girls. For in it shame is plainly seen,
and in it is the whispering of serving-girls.'
Afterward Mightiest Baal arrived;
the Virgin Anat arrived.
They pressed gifts on Lady Athirat of the Sea,
presents on the Creatress of the gods.
And Lady Athirat of the Sea answered:
'Why do you press gifts on Lady
Athirat of the Sea — presents on
the Creatress of the gods? Have you given your gift
to Bull El the Compassionate — or presents
to the Creator of Creatures?' And the Vir-
gin Anat answered: 'We press gifts
on you, Lady Athirat of the Sea —
[pre]sents on the Creatress of the gods;
[after]ward we will press our gift on him too.'
[. . .] Mightiest Baal —
[. . .] Lady Athirat of the Sea —
[. . .] the Virgin Anat —
[. . . the gods] [a]te and drank,
[and were sup]plied with a suckling
[breast-cut;] [with a] [sa]lted [knife,] a slice
[of fatling.] [They drank] wine from flagons —
[and from] [cups of] [gold,] the [blo]od of vines.
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