Gilgamesh : A New Rendering in English Verse (7 page)

each day was like a New Year's holiday:

I slaughtered sheep and bullocks for their feasting;

for drinking there was wine and beer, plenty,

as if there was a river overflowing.

On the seventh day I finished building the boat.

I opened a bowl of ointment for my hands.

I commanded the loading of everything I owned

that could be carried, silver, and gold, and all

the instances of living things to be

saved from obliteration in the flood;

and all my household people I took with me.

At sunset on that day I launched the boat.

The launching was very hard to manage. It took

much shifting and much maneuvering on the ways

to get the unwieldy boat down into the river,

and two-thirds of its weight under the water

in order to prevent it from capsizing.

As darkness was coming on I heard the god:

‘Abundance will rain down, more than enough!

Get yourself inside, and close the hatch!'

I saw the signs of morning in the sky.

‘Abundance will rain down, more than enough!'

I got myself inside, and closed the hatch.

To Puzuramurri the caulker, who, outside,

caulked up the hatch with pitch, I gave my house.

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“In the early hours of the next morning dawning

there was the noise of Adad in the clouds

that rose and filled the morning sky with blackness.

Shullat the herald of the dread Adad

moved out over the mountains and over the valleys,

bellowing; Hanish the herald of the dread

Adad moved over the plains and over the cities;

everything turned to darkness as to night.

From time to time the Annunaki blazed

terrible light. Then rain came down in floods.

Beneath, the god of the Underworld, Nergal,

broke down his own doorposts and opened the earth.

Ninurta god of chaos and of war

opened the dikes, and other floods burst forth.

The South Wind rushed in flooding over the mountains.

Brother could not see brother in the welter;

none of the gods in heaven could see the earth;

the land was shattered like a shattered pot;

confusions of dread Adad were everywhere.

Terrified gods got themselves up as high

as they could go, nearest the highest heaven,

cringing against the wall like beaten dogs.

Ishtar cried out like a woman in her birth pangs,

the sweet-voiced lady cried: ‘The days that were

have now become as featureless as clay

because of what I said when I went to the gods

in heaven, bringing calamity down on those

whom now the sea engulfs and overwhelms,

my children who are now the children of fish.'

The Annunaki sat and wept with her,

the cowering gods wept, covering their mouths.

Six days and nights the storm went on this way,

the South Wind flooding over the mountains and valleys

until the seventh day when the storm birth labor

subsided at last, the flood subsided at last.

I opened the hatch. The daylight touched my face.

I looked outside. Nothing was moving at all.

It looked as flat as a flat clay roof looks flat;

and all the human beings had turned to clay.

I fell to my knees and wept. The tears ran down

the sides of my nose. I wept in the total silence.

I looked outside and looked as far as I could,

trying to find, looking across the world,

something. And then, far off, something was there.

What looked like signs of an island could faintly be seen;

and then the boat was caught and held from under

by the peak rock of a mountain under the water.

It was Mount Nisir the boat was grounded on.

A first day it was held, and a second day;

a third day the boat was held from under,

and a fourth day, and a fifth; a sixth day,

and then on the seventh day I freed a dove.

The dove flew free and flew away from the boat,

seeking a place for its little feet to alight,

and finding none, flew back to the boat to perch.

I freed a swallow then and it flew free

and flew away from the boat, seeking a place

for its little feet to alight, and finding none,

flew back to the boat to find a place to alight.

I freed a raven then and it flew free

and flew away from the boat, and never returned.

It had found a place to alight, and circled about

the place, and alighted, and settled itself, and ate,

and never after that returned to the boat.

Then I set free all the other birds in the boat

and they flew free, scattering to the winds.

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“I went ashore and offered a sacrifice.

I poured out a libation; I set out seven

vessels of offerings on a stand, and then

set seven more; I made a fire of wood

of myrtle, wood of cane, and wood of cedar.

I lit the fire. The odor touched the nostrils

of the Igigi gods and gave them pleasure.

I slaughtered a sheep to make a sacrifice;

the gods collected like flies about the altar.

The great goddess progenitrix Ishtar

came down from heaven wearing about her neck

the pendant Anu gave her for her adornment,

of lapis lazuli ornately made.

She said: ‘Just as this pendant never shall

forgotten be by the goddess, so the goddess

never will forget calamitous days.

The gods may come to the ritual but forbidden

is the presence of Enlil, by whose command

the flood was peremptorily brought down

on the heads of all my children, engulfing them.'

When the god Enlil came to the sacrifice

he saw the boat, and the sight filled him with rage.

He spoke in anger to the gathered gods:

‘How is it that one man has saved himself?

No breath of life was meant to be kept safe

from its obliteration in the flood.'

Ninurta opened his mouth and said to the god:

‘Ea, the cleverest of the gods, deviser,

let Ea speak and give Enlil his answer.'

Then Ea opened his mouth and said to the god:

‘The punishment should always fit the crime.

Let him who has performed an evil act

be punished for that act. Let not the flood

be brought down on the heads of all for what

one man has done; and he who has transgressed,

show pity to him, lest he be cut off

from all his fellows. Better that a lion

should come into the village and prey upon it,

taking a few, than that the flood drown all.

Better a wolf should find its ravening way

into the fold, devouring some, much better

than that the flood turn all that breathes to clay.

Better that famine starve a few of them

than that a harvest of waters obliterate all.

Better that Erra the plague god, better that he

take hold of some, seize them and bear them away

to the Underworld, than that the flood drown all.

I did not tell the secret to the man.

He listened to the wind and guessed the secret.

Let the gods sitting in council now decide

how to reward the wise man for his wisdom.'

The god Enlil then went on board the boat.

He took me by the hand and made me kneel;

he took my wife by the hand and made her kneel.

The god then touched our foreheads, blessing us,

and said: ‘You were but human; now you are

admitted into the company of gods.

Your dwelling place shall be the Faraway,

the place which is the source of the outflowing

of all the rivers of the world there are.'

And so they led us to the Faraway,

the place we dwell in now, which is the source

of all the rivers flowing through the world.”

Then scornful Utnapishtim said to the king:

“Tell me, who would bring all the gods together

so that for
you
they might in council decide

what your deserving is, that you be granted

admittance into the company of gods?

Let there be now a test of Gilgamesh.

Let him but keep himself awake for a week,

six nights and seven days, to show his worth.”

So Gilgamesh sat down to begin the test.

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Almost as soon as Gilgamesh the king

sat down to test himself, a mist of sleep,

as ocean mist comes over the shore from the waters,

came over his eyes, and so the strongest slept.

Then Utnapishtim spoke to his wife and said:

“See how this hero sleeps who asks for life.

As ocean mist blows over the land from the waters,

so the mist of sleep comes over the eyes of the king.”

The wife of Utnapishtim answered him:

“Touch and awaken him, so that he may

return in safety to his native city,

entering through the gate of his departure.”

But Utnapishtim said: “Man is deceitful.

Therefore he will deceive us. Every day,

as he lies sleeping, you must bake a wafer

and place the wafer near him, making a mark

upon the nearby wall for every day

this hero sleeps who seeks eternal life.”

She baked a wafer every day, of bread,

for every day that Gilgamesh lay sleeping.

The first wafer was dry as dust; the second

only less so than the first; the third

was soggy and rotten; the fourth wafer was white

in the crust; there were spots of mold on the fifth;

the sixth wafer looked almost as if it was fresh;

and the seventh—Gilgamesh started and waked up

as Utnapishtim touched him on the forehead.

Gilgamesh said: “I had almost fallen asleep

when you reached out and touched me and kept me awake.”

But Utnapishtim said to Gilgamesh:

“Look at the wafers and look at the marks on the wall:

a mark and a wafer for every day you have slept.

The first wafer is dry as dust; the second

is only less so than the first; the third

is soggy and rotten; the fourth wafer is white

in the crust; there are spots of mold on the fifth;

the sixth wafer looks almost as if it is fresh;

and the seventh—but it is then that you awoke.”

Then Gilgamesh said to him: “What shall I do?

Who takes us away has taken hold of me.

Death is in my chamber when I sleep;

and death is there wherever I set foot.”

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Utnapishtim said to the boatman then:

“Though your delight has been to cross the waters,

the harbor now is closed, the crossing forbidden.

The waters and the shore now shun the boatman.

The hairy-bodied man you brought across

the perilous waters, wearing the skin of a beast

that hides his beauty, let Urshànabi take him

to the washing place. There let him wash his body,

washing away the filth that hides his beauty.

Manifest be the beauty of Gilgamesh.

Take the skin of a beast he wore on the journey

and throw it away in the sea. Let Gilgamesh

bind up his shining hair with a new fillet.

Let him put on a spotless festal robe.

Let him return to his native city in honor

in the royal garments appropriate to himself.”

The boatman led the king to the washing place.

Gilgamesh washed his body, washing away

the filth that obscured his beauty; then Urshànabi

took the skin of a beast and threw it away.

Manifest was the beauty of Gilgamesh.

He bound up his shining hair with a new fillet;

he put on a festal robe, utterly spotless,

a royal garment appropriate to himself.

Then he and the boatman boarded the little boat

and the boat began to move away from the shore.

But the wife of Utnapishtim said to her husband:

“This man has undergone a terrible journey.

What will you give him for his return to his city?”

Gilgamesh, hearing, took up his punting pole

and brought the little boat back to the shore.

Utnapishtim spoke and said to him:

“Gilgamesh, you who have made the terrible journey,

what shall I give you for your return to your city?”

Then Utnapishtim said to Gilgamesh:

“A secret of the gods I will disclose.

There is a plant that grows under the waters,

thorny to seize, as a rose is thorny to seize.

How-the-Old-Man-Once-Again-Becomes-a-Young-Man

is the name of the plant that grows under the waters.

Descend into the waters and seize the plant.”

So Gilgamesh tied heavy stone weights to his feet

to bring him down through the waters of the abyss

to the place where he could find the magic plant.

He seized the thorny plant that cut his hands;

he cut the stone weights loose from his heavy feet;

and the waters cast him up upon the shore.

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Gilgamesh said to Urshànabi the boatman:

“Urshànabi, this plant is a wonderful plant.

New life may be obtained by means of it.

I will carry the thorny plant back to my city.

I will give some of the plant to the elders there,

to share among them, telling them it is called

How-the-Old-Man-Once-Again-Becomes-a-Young-Man.

And I will take my share of the magic plant,

once more to become the one who is youngest and strongest.”

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At twenty leagues they stopped only to eat;

at thirty leagues they stopped to rest for the night.

Gilgamesh found a spring, a pool of pure water.