{"collection":"Ancient Near East","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/ane/iai/iai10.htm","path":"ane/iai/iai10.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/ane/iai/iai10.htm","text":"The counsellors assembled round the throne\n Within the council halls of zam-at\u00a01 stone,\n Now greet their monarch, and behold his face\n With trouble written on his brow, and trace\n Uneasiness within that eagle eye,\n While be with stately tread, yet wearily\n Ills throne approached; he turned to the mu-di,\u00a02\n And swept a glance upon his khas-iz-i.\u00a03\n Uneasy they all eyed his troubled face,\n For he had ridden at a furious pace.\n The abuli\u00a04 had told them on that morn,\n How he across the plains had wildly torn\nTo drive away some vision of the night.\n One asked, \"Hath our Sardan-nu's dreams been light?\n Or hath dread phantoms o'er thy pillow hung?\n For trouble on thy countenance hath clung.\"\n The monarch startled at the question eyes\n The councillor, and to him thus replies:\n \"'Tis true, my counsellors and wisest men,\n I dreamed a fearful dream Sat mu-si;\u00a05 when\n I have disclosed it, if one clear reveals\n Its meaning all and naught from me conceals,\n On him will I the greatest wealth bestow:\n I will ennoble him, and the sib-zu\u00a06\n A ku-bar-ra\u00a07 for him shall rich prepare;\n As my tur-tan-it\u00a08 he shall be, and seer,\n Decked with a golden chain shall next preside\n At every feast, and break his bread beside\n The King, and highest rank he shall attain\n 'Mong counsellors, and mine own favor gain;\n And seven wives to him I will allow,\n And a grand palace. This as King I vow,\n The scribe it shall enroll above my seal\n As Erech's Sar's decree beyond repeal.\nI dreamed upon my dum-khi\u00a09 fast asleep,\n The stars from heaven fell from yonder deep\n To earth; and one, with fierceful heat my back\n Did pierce as molten fire, and left its track\n Of flames like some huge ball along my spine;\n And then transformed, it turned its face to mine;\n As some fierce god it glowed before my sight\n Till agony was lost in dread affright.\n I rooted stood, in terror, for its face\n Was horrible; I saw in its feet's place\n A lion's claws. It sprang, my strength it broke,\n And slew me, gloating over me! Awoke,\n I sprang, methought I was a corpse ka-ra\u00a010\nVa tat-ka mat sar, talka bit-la sha\n Ra-pas-ti sat-ti, ar-id-da! ka-ra,\n Va hal-li-ka! lik-ru-bu ki-mi-ta!\n The seers in silence stand, perplexed and think;\n But from the task at once the wisest shrink.\n The King each face soon read:\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\"Ye tell me no?\"\n And nodding all, concealed from him their woe,\n For they beheld within the dream some fate\n Impending o'er him born of godly hate,\n And durst not to their monarch prate their fears,\n For flatterers of kings are all his seers.\n The King impatient eyed them all with scorn,\n And hid his thoughts by wildest passions born;\n And then at last contemptuous to them said,\n \"So all my seers of trouble are afraid?\n Or else in ignorance you turn away;\n 'Tis well! I sorely need a seer this day.\"\n And they now prostrate fall before his throne,\n \"Forgive thy seers!\" one cries, \"O mighty One!\n For we this dreadful dream do fear portends\n Thy harm! a god some message to thee sends!\n We know not what, but fear for thee, our Sar,\n And none but one can augur it; afar\n He lives, Heabani should before the King\n Be brought from Za-Ga-bri\u00a01 the na-bu\u00a02 bring!\"\n \"'Tis well! Prince Zaidu for the hermit send,\n And soon this mystery your Sar will end.\"\n The King distressed now to the temple goes\n To lay before the mighty gods his woes;\n This prayer recites to drive away bad dreams,\n While Samas' holy altar brightly gleams:\n \u00a03\"O Samas! may my prayer bring me sweet rest,\n And may my Lord his favor grant to me:\n Annihilate the things that me invest!\nThis day, O God! distressed, I cry to thee!\n O goddess! be thou gracious unto me,\n Receive my prayer, my sins forgive I pray:\n My wickedness and will arrayed 'gainst thee.\n Oh, pardon me! O God, be kind this day,\n My groaning may the seven winds destroy,\n Clothe me with deep humility! receive\n My prayers, as wing\u00e8d birds, oh, may they fly\n And fishes carry them, and rivers weave\n Them in the waters on to thee, O God!\n As creeping things of the vast desert, cry\n I unto thee outstretched on Erech's sod;\n And from the river's lowest depths I pray;\n My heart cause thou to shine like polished gold,\n Though food and drink of Nin-a-zu\u00a04 this day\n Be mine, while worms and death thy servant fold.\n Oh, from thine altar me support, protect,\n In low humility I pray, forgive!\n Feed me with joy, my dreams with grace direct;\n The dream I dreamed, oh favorable give\n To me its omen filled with happiness!\n May Mak-hir\u00a05, god of dreams, my couch invest!\n With visions of Bit-sag-gal my heart bless,\n The temple of the gods, of Nin, with rest\n Unbroken, and to Merodach I pray!\n The favoring one, to prosper me and mine:\n \u00a06Oh, may thy entering exalted be!\n And thy divinity with glory shine,\n And may our city shine with glowing meads,\n And all my people praise thy glorious deeds.\"\n Now to Euphrates' banks the Sar and seers\n Their footsteps turn to pray into the ears\n Of Hea,\u00a07 where, in white, a hand of priests\n Drawn in a crescent, Izdubar invests.\n Now at the water's edge he leans, his hands\nDips in the waves, and pours upon the sands\n The sparkling drops, while all a hymn descant\n To Hea, thus the incantation chant:\n\"O chant our incantation to the waters pure,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Euphrates' waters flowing to the sea!\n Where Hea's holy face shines bright on every shore,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0O Sabit!\u00a08 of Timatu\u00a09 to ye\n We pray! may your bright waters glowing shine\n As Hea's face, and heaving breast divine!\n\"O Sabit, to your father Hea take our prayer!\n \u00a0And may Dao-ki-na,\u00a010 your bright mother, hear!\n \u00a0With joy, oh shine, as peaceful as the sleeping light,\n \u00a0O ever may your throbbing waves be bright.\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0O spirit of the Heaven, hear!\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Remember us, Remember!\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0O spirit of the earth, come near!\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Remember us, Remember!\n \u00a0O hear us, Hea! hear us, dear Dao-ki-na!\n \u00a0Ca-ca-ma u ca-ca-ma u ca-ca-ma!\"\u00a01a\n32:9 \"Sar-dan-nu,\" the great King.\n32:1 Zam-at stone, diamond, crystal or lapis lazuli.\n32:2 \"Mu-di,\" seers.\n32:3 \"Khas-i-zi,\" counsellors.\n32:4 \"Ab-u-li,\" guard of the great gates of the city.\n33:5 \"Sat mu-si,\" in the night-time, or last night.\n33:6 \"Sib-zu,\" embroiderer.\n33:7 \"Ku-bar-ra\" robe of a prince.\n33:8 \"Tur-tan-u,\" next in rank to the King.\n33:9 \"Dum-khi\" or \"dun-khi,\" couch.\n33:10 \"Ka-ra! va,\" etc., \"Speak out! and if thou augurest the death of the King, or if thou augurest life of extended years, I have spoken! Speak out! and cast the lots! may they be propitious with us!\"\n34:1 \"Za-Ga-bri,\" the mountains of Zu, \"Ga-bri\" (\"mountains\"), and \"Za,\" another form of \"zu,\" the divine bird of the storm-cloud. They were at one time called the mountains of Susa, now the Kurdistan range of mountains. The name we have given we believe to be the probable ancient one.\n34:2 \"Na-bu,\" prophet, seer.\n34:3 We have here quoted a prayer after a bad dream, the text of which is lithographed in \"C. I. W. A.,\" vol. iv. 66, 2, and is supposed to be an ancient Accadian prayer. See \"Records of the\n Past,\" vol. ix. p. 151.\n35:4 \"Nin-a-zu,\" the goddess of darkness and death.\n35:5 \"Mak-hir,\" the daughter of the sun, and goddess of dreams.\n35:6 Literally \"he that shows favor.\" The above prayer was translated for the first time by Rev. A. H. Sayce, M.A., in the \"Records of the Past,\" vol. ix. p. 151. We have followed as literally as possible the original, and have given it its probable place in the epic.\n35:7 Hea, god of the ocean, the earth's surface, brightness, etc., and chief protector of men.\n36:8 \"Sab-it,\" or \"Sabitu\" (\"seven\"), the seven winds, gods of the abyss or ocean.\n36:9 \"Tiamatu,\" the abyss or ocean.\n36:10 \"Dao-ki-na\" or \"Dao-ci-na,\" the wife of Hea, and goddess of the ocean.\n36:1a \"Amen and Amen and Amen!\" The Assyrian word is Amanu.\" The original \"ca-ca-ma\" Amen \") concludes the incantation; Heb. \u05d0\u05de\u05df See \"C. I. W. A.,\" vol. iv. p. 14; also \"Records of the Past,\" vol. xi. p. 135.","title":"Ishtar and Izdubar: Alcove I: Column III. Izdubar Relates his Second Dream to his Seers, who cannot Interpret it","type":"page"}