Tablet XI, Section 1e

" (So straightway) she (did so), his flour Baked she (and) set at his head, but the time he was sleeping she noted 215. On the house-wall. (So), first was collected his flour, (then) secondly sifted, Thirdly , ’twas moisten’d, and fourthly she kneaded his dough, and so fifthly Leaven she added, and sixthly ’twas baked; (then) seventh —he touch’d him, All on a sudden, and (so from his slumber) awoke the (great) fellow! ________________________________ Gilgamish unto him spake, (yea) to Uta-Napishtim the Distant: 220. "(Tell me), I pr’ythee (?), was 't thou, who when sleep was shower’d upon me All on a sudden didst touch me, and (straightway) rouse me (from slumber)?" Uta-Napishtim to Gilgamish [spake, (yea), unto him spake he]: "Gilgamish, told was the tale of thy meal . . . and (then) did I wake thee: 225. [ 'One' —was collected] thy flour: [(then) 'two' ]—it was sifted; (and) 'thirdly' — Moisten’d: (and) 'fourthly' —she kneaded thy dough [(and) 'fifthly' ] the leaven Added: (and) 'sixthly' —’twas baked: [(and) 'seventh' ] —’twas I on a sudden Touch’d thee and thou didst awake." To Uta-Napishtim, the Distant, 230. Gilgamish answer'd: "O, [how] shall I act, (or) where shall I hie me, Uta-Napishtim? A Robber (from me) hath ravish’d my [courage,] Death [in] my bed-chamber broodeth, and Death is wherever I [listen] ." ________________________________ [Spake] to [him, (yea),] to the boatman Ur-Shanabi Uta-Napishtim: 235. "’Tis thou, Ur-Shanabi . . . the crossing, will hate thee, (Sooth), to all those who come to its marge, doth its marge set a limit: (This) man for whom thou wert guide—are stains to cover his body, Or shall a skin hide the grace of his limbs? Ur-Shanabi, take him, 240. Lead him to where he may bathe, that he wash off his stains in the water (White) as the snow: let him cast off his pelt(s) that the sea may remove (them); Fair let his body appear: of his head be the fillet renewéd, Let him, as clothes for his nakedness, garb himself in a mantle, 245. Such that, or ever he come to his city, and finish his journey, No (sign of) age shall the mantle betray, but preserve (all) its freshness." Wherefore Ur-Shanabi took him, and where he might bathe did he lead him, Washing his stains in the [water] like snow, his pelt(s), [too], discarding, 250. So that the sea might bear them away; (and) his body appearéd Fair; [of] his head he [the fillet] renewed, and himself in a mantle Garb’d, as the clothes for his nakedness, [such that or ever his city Reach he], or ever he finish his journey, [the mantle betray not 255. Age, but] preserve [(all) its freshness].