{"collection":"Ancient Near East","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/ane/eog/eog09.htm","path":"ane/eog/eog09.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/ane/eog/eog09.htm","text":"The Epic of Gilgamish, tr. by R. Campbell Thompson [1928]\nColumn I.\n(Enkidu's dream).\n\"Why, O my friend, do the great gods (now) take counsel together?\"\n(The remainder of the Column is lost in the Assyrian, but it can be partially supplied from the Hittite Version: 1 \" . . . Then came the day . . . [Enkidu] answered Gilgamish: '[Gilgamish, hear the] dream which I [saw] in the night: [Now Enlil], Ea, and the Sun-god of heaven . . . .[the Sun-god (?)] Enlil spake in\nreturn: \"[These who the heavenly] Bull have kill\u2019d [and Humbaba have smitten]:. . . which help\u2019d at the cedar . . . [Enlil hath said (?)] 'Enkidu shall die: [but Gilgamish] shall not die.'\" Then answer\u2019d Enlil boldly '[O Sun-god], at thy behest did they slay the Heavenly Bull and Humbaba. But now shall Enkidu die.' But Enlil turn\u2019d angrily to the Sun-god: 'What dost thou them as befitting . . .? With his comrade thou settest out daily. '\" But Enkidu laid himself down to rest before Gilgamish, and by the dam . . . him the ditch: 'My brother, of (great) worth is my [dream].'\" It breaks off after a few mutilated lines more).\n(Column II entirely lost. From the Hittite it is clear that Enkidu has dreamt that the gods have taken counsel together, that Enkidu is to die, but Gilgamish remain alive. It would appear from the succeeding material that Enkidu, stricken presumably by fever, attributes all his misfortunes to the hetaera whom he loads with curses. The first part of the next fragment begins \"destroy his power, weaken his strength,\" probably referring to Enkidu. Then says Enkidu, after three broken lines: \". . . . the hetaera . . . . who has brought (?) a curse, 'O hetaera, I will decree (thy) [fate(?)] for thee\u2014thy woes(?)] . . . shall never end for all eternity. [Come], I will curse thee with a bitter curse, . . . with desolation shall its curse come on thee: [may there never be] satisfaction of thy desire' \u2014and then follow the broken ends of six lines and then\u2014\"'[May . . .] fall on thy house, may the . . of the street be thy dwelling, [may the shade of the wall be thy] abode, . . . for thy feet, [may scorching heat and thirsty smite thy strength'\" The rest of the curse is badly broken, but it is exceeding probable that the following are the fragments which should be assigned here).\n(The End of Enkidu's curse on the Hetaera).\n30.\"Of want . . . . since me it is that . . .hath . . . .\n And me the fever [hath laid] on my back.\"\n________________________________\n(The Answer of Shamash).\nHeard him the Sun-god, and open\u2019d his mouth, and from out of the heavens\n (Straightway) he call\u2019d him: \"O Enkidu, why dost thou curse the hetaera?\n35.She \u2019twas who made thee eat bread, for divinity proper: (aye), wine (too),\n She made thee drink, (\u2019twas) for royalty proper: a generous mantle\n Put on thee, (aye), and for comrade did give to thee Gilgamish splendid.\n 40.Now on a couch of great size will he, (thy) friend (and) thy brother\n Gilgamish, grant thee to lie, on a handsome couch will he grant thee\n Rest, and to sit on a throne of great ease, a throne at (his) left hand,\n So that the princes of Hades\u00a01 may kiss thy feet (in their homage);\n He, too, will make (all) the people of Erech lament in thy (honour),\n 45.Making them mourn thee, (and) damsels (and) heroes constrain to thy service,\n [While he himself for thy sake will cause his body to carry\n Stains, [(and) will put on] the skin of a lion\u00a02, and range o\u2019er the desert.\"\nEnkidu [(then) giving ear] to the words of the valiant Shamash\n Speaking . . . . . . . . . his wrath was appeased.\n(One or two lines missing).\nColumn IV.\n(Enkidu, relenting, regrets his curse, and blesses the Hetaera).\n \" . . . . . . . . . . . may . . . restore to thy place!\n [(So, too), may monarchs and princes] and chiefs be with love [for thee] smitten;\n [None smite (?)] his breech [in disgust (?); against thee; and for thee may the hero]\n Comb out his locks; . . . who would embrace [thee],\n 5.Let him his girdle unloose . . . and thy [bed] be azure and golden;\n May . . . entreat thee kindly (?), . . . . are heap\u2019d his ishshikku\n May the gods make thee enter . . . . . . . . . . .\n 10.[Mayst thou] be left as the mother of seven brides . . .\"\n(Enkidu, sorrowful at his approaching end, sleeps alone and dreams).\n[Enkidu] . . . woe in his belly . . . sleeping alone,\n [Came] in the night [to discover] his heaviness unto his comrade:\n \"[Friend], (O) a dream I have seen in my night-time: the firmament [roaring],\n 15.Echo\u2019d the earth, and I [by myself was standing(?) . . .\n [When perceived I a man (?)], (all) dark was his face, [and] was liken 'd\n [Unto] . . .his face, . . . [and] his nails like claws of a lion.\u00a03\n 20.Me did he overcome . . . climbing up . . . press\u2019d me down,\n Upon me . . . my (?) body . . . . . .\n(Here follows a gap of perhaps three lines, until what is still presumably the dream is again taken up by the other half of the Column at l. 31 (?) with a description of the Underworld which is being shewn to Enkidu in premonition of his death).\n33.. . . . . . . . like birds my hands: (and) he seized (?) me,\n Me did he lead to the Dwelling of Darkness, the home of Irkalla,\u00a01\n 35.Unto the Dwelling from which he who entereth cometh forth never!\n (Aye), by the road on the passage whereof there can be no returning,\n Unto the Dwelling whose tenants are (ever) bereft of the daylight,\n Where for their food is the dust, and the mud is their sustenance: bird-like\n 40.Wear they a garment of feathers: and, sitting (there) in the darkness,\n Never the light will they see. On the Gate . . . . when I enter\u2019d\n On the house (?) . . . . was humbled the crown,\n For . . . those who (wore) crowns, who of old ruled over the country,\n . . . . of Anu and Enlil \u2019twas they set the bakemeats,\n 45.Set . . . ., cool was the water they served from the skins. When I enter\u2019d\n Into (this) House of the Dust, were High Priest and acolyte sitting,\n Seer and magician\u00a02, the priest who the Sea of the great gods anointed\u00a03,\n (Here) sat Etana\u00a04, Sumuqan; the Queen of the Underworld (also),\n Ereshkigal\u00a05, in whose presence doth bow the Recorder of Hades,\n [Belit]-seri, and readeth before her; [she lifted] her head (and) beheld me,\n . . . and took this . . . . . . . . . . . . .\n(The text here breaks off).\n36:1 Translation by Friedrich, and Ungnad.\n38:1 Or \"of the earth.\"\n38:2 Or \"dog.\" Both are possible.\n38:3 Is this the harbinger of death who is to carry Enkidu off?\n39:1 Presiding deity of the Underworld.\n39:2 Text: \"were sitting.\"\n39:3 Again \"was sitting.\" The Sea is probably the great laver of the temple.\n39:4 The hero of a legend, who was carried up to heaven on an eagle.\n39:5 The Queen of Hades whose name has made its way into an ancient Greek charm.","title":"The Epic of Gilgamish: The Seventh Tablet: The Death of Enkidu","type":"page"}