Aqhat

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[…] [with a] knife […]
[…] wine from a cup of gold,
[…] jar upon jar.
[…] and new wine goes up
[…] wine […]
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[…] When she lifts her eyes, she sees
[…] like lightning,
[…] the deep […] lightning
[…] the bow, the work of Kothar-
[wa-Hasis] […] like a serpent […]
[…] to the earth; she pours out her cup
[onto the dust]. [She raises her voice] and cries: “Listen, now,
[Aqhat the hero]: ask for silver, and I will give it to you,
[gold], [and I will] bestow it on you; but give your bow to
[Virgin] Anat, your arrows to the Sister-in-law of the Peoples.”
And Aqhat the hero answers: “The finest […]
in Lebanon, the finest sinews from wild oxen,
the finest horns from ibexes, […]
from the hocks of a bull, the finest reeds from the […] thicket:
give them to Kothar-wa-Hasis; he will make a bow for Anat,
arrows for the Sister-in-law of the Peoples.” And there answers Virgin
Anat: “Ask for life, Aqhat the hero,⁠a
ask for life, and I will give it to you, deathlessness,
and I will bestow it on you. I will make you count years with Baal,
with the sons of El you will count months.
As Baal, when he gives life, serves a feast for the one revived, serves
a feast and gives him drink, sings and chants over him
sweetly, and answers him, so I too will give life to
Aqhat the hero.” And Aqhat the hero answers:
“Do not deceive me, Virgin, for to a hero
your deceits are […]. A man, what does he get as his future? What does he get,
what does a man get as his end? Glaze is poured
[on] the head, plaster on the crown of my skull.
[And] the death of all I will die, and I will surely die.
[And] a second word I will say: bows
[are for] warriors; do women now go hunting?”
[…] Anat laughs, and in her heart […]
[…] “Turn back to me, Aqhat the hero, turn back to me, and to you
[…]. When I meet you on the path of rebellion,
[…] on the path of pride, I will […] you beneath
[my feet], […] you, most gracious, strongest of men.”
[She stamps her] feet and leaves the earth. Then
[she sets her face] toward El at the source of the rivers,
[in the midst of the channels] of the two deeps. She enters the tent of El
[and comes into] the pavilion of the King, the Father of Years.
[At the feet of El] she bows and falls down, she prostrates herself
[and honors] him. She slanders Aqhat the hero,
[…] [Dan]el, the man of healing. And there answers
[Virgin Anat]; [she raises] her voice and cries: “[…]
[…] Aqhat […]
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