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And time future contained in time past. Opium, desire or a will? He gave the power to Judge Nahar. Fearsome Yam came to rule the Gods with an iron fist. He caused Them to labor and toil under His reign. They cried unto Their mother, Asherah, Lady of the Sea. They convinced Her to confront Yam, to interceed in Their behalf. Asherah went into the presence of Prince Yam. She came before Judge Nahar. She begged that He release His grip upon the Gods Her sons. But Mighty Yam declined Her request. She offered favours to the Tyrant. But Powerful Nahar softened not His heart. She offered Her own body to the Lord of Rivers. She went home to the court of El. Baal was infuriated by Her speech. He was angered at the Gods who would allow such a plot. He swore to the Gods that He would destroy Prince Yam. He would lay to rest the tyranny of Judge Nahar. Yam-Nahar was made aware of the words of Baal. He sent His two messengers to the court of El: 'Depart Lads! Do not sit! Yea, upon the thrones of Their lordships. After there arrive the messengers of Yam, The emissaries of JudgeNahar. Arise, for They declare Their information. A fire, two fires! He sees a burnished sword! Baal is Thy slave O Yam! He will bring Thy tribute like the Gods. Like the Deities, Thy gift! A knife He takes in the hand A dagger in the right hand. To smite the lads He flourishes it. The emissaries of Judge Nahar? They have merely brought the words of Yam-Nahar. Word of Their Lord and Master. He spares the lives of the messengers; He sends Them back to Their master. He will not be the slave of Judge Nahar. He declares once more that He shall slay the Tyrant lord of the Gods. Yea, to dust Our strong one! And His voice was given forth Like a mountain under the throne of Prince Yam. Thou wilt take Thine eternal kingdom; Thine everlasting sovereignty! Thou shalt swoop from the hands of Baal Like an Eagle from His fingers! Yam is strong; He is not vanquished, His joints do not fail, Nor His frame collapse. Kothar brings down a second club, And proclaims His Name. Aymur, drive Yam, Drive Yam from His throne! Nahar from His seat of His sovereignty! Let Yam sink And fall to the earth! Yam sinks, Falls to the earth. His joints fail His frame collapses. Baal drags and poises Yam Destroys Judge Nahar. So let Baal reign! Baal was now King of the Gods. Lord of the Mountain of Saphon. But Baal had no palace like the other Gods. The dwelling of Lady Asherah of the Sea, The dwelling of the renowned brides. Go to! In the hands of Khasis are the tongs. He pours silver, He casts gold. He pours silver by thousands of shekels, Gold He pours by myriads. A glorious crown studded with silver, Adorned with red gold. A glorious throne, A dais above a glorious footstool, Which glisters in purity. Glorious shoes of reception, Thereover He brings them gold. A glorious table that is full. A glorious bowl, fine work of Kamares, Set like the realm of Yam, In which there are buffaloes by myriads. He offers these gifts unto Her. He adorns Her with the covering of Her flesh. She tears Her clothing. On the second day He adorns Her in the two rivers. She sets a pot on the fire A vessel on top of the coals. On lifting Her eyes She sees. Yea entreated the Creatress of the Gods. We entreat the Creatress of Gods. The Gods eat and drink, And those that suck the breast quaff With a keen knife A slice of fatling. They drink wine from a goblet, From a cup of gold, the blood of vines. Put on a harness of silver, Trappings of gold. Prepare the harness of My jennies! Qadish-u-Amrar hearkens. He saddles an ass Hitches a donkey. Prepares the harness of Her jennies! Qadish-u-Amrar embraces; He sets Asherah on the back of the ass, On the beautiful back of the donkey. Qadish begins to light the way, Even Amrar like a star. As soon as El sees Her, He cracks a smile and laughs. His feet He sets on the footstool, And twiddles His fingers. Why came the Creatress of Gods? Art Thou hungry? Then have a morsel! Or art Thou thirsty? Then have a drink! Or drink! Eat bread from the tables! Drink wine from the goblets! From a cup of gold, the blood of vines! Our king is Aliyan Baal, Out judge, and none is above Him. The dwelling of Pidray, girl of Light. The shelter of Tallay, girl of rain. The dwelling of Arsay, girl of Yaabdar. Am I to act like the holder of a trowel? If the handmaid of Asherah will make the bricks A house shall be built for Baal like the Gods. Yea a court like the sons of Asherah. The gray of Thy beard hath verily instructed Thee! Here are pectorals of gold for Thy breast. Lo, also it is the time of His rain. Baal sets the season, And gives forth His voice from the clouds. He flashes lightning to the earth. As a house of cedars let Him complete it, Or a house of bricks let Him erect it! The hills, the choicest of gold; The mines will bring Thee precious stones, And build a house of silver and gold. A house of lapis gems! She jumps with the feet And leaves the earth. The Virgin Anath laughs. She lifts Her voice And shouts: 'Be informed, Baal! Thy news I bring! A house shall be built for Thee as for Thy brothers, Even as a court as for Thy kin! The mountains will bring Thee much silver. The mountains bring Him much silver, The mines bring Him precious stones. Kothar-u-Khasis is sent. After Kothar-u-Khasis arrived, He sets an ox in front of Him. A fatling directly before Him. And Aliyan Baal declares: 'Hurry, let a house be built. Hurry, let a palace be erected! Hurry, let a house be built. Hurry, let a palace be erected In the midst of the heights of Saphon! A thousand acres the house is to comprise, A myriad hectares, the palace! Percieve, O Rider of Clouds! I shall surely put a window in the house, A casement in the midst of the palace! Fire is set on the house, Flame on the palace. Behold a day and a second, The fire eats into the house, The flame into the palace. A fifth, a sixth day, The fire eats into the house, The flame in the midst of the palace. Behold, on the seventh day, The fire departs from the house, The flame from the palace. Silver turns from blocks, Gold is turned from bricks. Aliyan Baal rejoices. My palace of gold have I made. Hadad prepares the housewarming of His palace. He slaughters great and small cattle He fells oxen and ram-fatlings. Yearling calves, Little lambs and kids. He called His brothers into His house. His kinsmen into the midst of His palace. He called the Seventy sons of Asherah. He caused the shep Gods to drink wine. He caused the ewe Goddesses to drink wine. He cause the bull Gods to drink wine. He caused the cow Goddesses to drink wine. He caused the throne Gods to drink wine. He caused the chair Goddesses to drink wine. He caused the jar Gods to drink wine. He caused the jug Goddesses to drink wine. Until the Gods had eaten and drunk, And the sucklings quaffed With a keen knife A slice of fatling. Lord Baal went on to take possesion of many earthly cities. Sixty-six, Seventy-Seven towns He took. Eighty, Ninety was the total number of cities that fell to the posession of Mighty Hadad. Thus Baal returned to His home as Lord of all the World. Let a casement be opened in the house; A window in the midst of the palace, And let the clouds be opened with rain On the opening of Kothar-u-Khasis. Let a casement be opened in the house, A window in the midst of the palace! The enemies of Baal seize the forests, The foes of Hadad, the fringes of the mountain. Why do Ye invade the arsenal of Our defense? Yea command Gods and men. Even dominate the multitudes of the earth. Then surely set face Toward the mountain of Tergezz, Toward the mountain of Shermeg, Toward the furrow of the thriving of the earth. Lift the mountain on the hands, The hill on top of the palms, And go down into to nether-reaches of the earth So that You will be counted amoung those who go down into the earth! Then shall Ye set face Toward His city, Hemry. Lo, the throne on which He sits In the midst of the land of His inheritance And the guards of the defense of the Gods. By the thousand acres, Yea the myriad hectares At the feet of Mavet bow and fall. Prostrate Yourselves and honor Him! He sent His message to Mavet. The Lord Hadad refused to pay tribute to the Beloved of El. Mavet was enfuriated, and sent His word back to Baal. He declared that, because Baal had destroyed the Serpent Lotan, He would exact revenge by devouring Baal. The messengers of Baal informed Baal that Mavet would open His mouth wide. Speak to the God Mavet. Thy slave am I, Yea Thine forever. Then They set face toward the God Mavet. Toward His city, Hemry. Behold it is the throne of His sitting, Yea the land of His inheritance! Thy slave am I, Yea Thine forever! Baal will be delivered unto Him, and the fertility of the land will die with Him. With Thee Thy seven lads, Thine eight swine. Then Thy face shalt Thou set toward the mountain of Kenkeny. Lift the mountain on the hands, The hill on top of the palms, And go down to the nether reaches of the earth So that Thou mayest be counted amoung those who do down into the earth, And all may know that Thou art dead! He loves a heifer in Deber, A young cow in the fields of Shechelmemet. Baal was found dead there in the fields of Shechelmemet, in the land of Deber. The news reaches the ears of El, Father of Shunem: Thereupon the God of Mercy Goes down from the throne, Sits on the footstool, And from the footstool sits on the earth. He pours the ashes of grief on His head, The dust of wallowing on His pate. For clothing, He is covered with a doubled cloak. He roams the mountain in mourning, Yea through the forest in grief. He cuts cheek and chin, He lacerates His forearms. He plows His chest like a garden; Like a vale He lacerates His back. He lifts His voice And shouts: 'Baal is dead! Woe to the multitudes of Athar-Baal! I shall go down into the earth. Every hill to the midst of the fields. She comes to the goodness of the land of Deber, The beauty of the fields of Shechelmemet. She comes upon Baal prostrate on the earth. For clothing She is covered with a doubled cloak. The mountain in mournig She roams. In grief, through the forest. She cuts cheek and chin. She lacerates Her forearms. She plows lake a garden Her chest, Like a vale She lacerates the back. Let us go down into the earth. Until She is sated with weeping, She drinks tears like wine. She weeps for Him and buries Him. She puts Him in the grave of the Gods of the earth. She sacrifices seventy buffaloes As an offering for Aliyan Baal. She sacrifices seventy oxen As an offering for Aliyan Baal. She sacrifices seventy head of small cattle As an offering for Aliyan Baal. She sacrifices seventy deer As an offering for Aliyan Baal. She sacrifices seventy wild goats As an offering for Aliyan Baal. She sacrifices seventy asses As an offering for Aliyan Baal. Give one of Thy sons that I may make Him king! Let Ashtar the Terrible reign! And Ashtar the Terrible says: 'I cannot rule in the heights of Saphon! Anath goes now to face Mavet, the Darling of El, the Hero. As with the heart of a cow toward her calf, As with the heart of an ete toward her lamb, So is the heart of Anath toward Baal. She seizes Mavet, in ripping His garment. She closes in on Him, in tearing His clothes. I was going, And roaming Every mountain to the midst of the earth, Every hill to the midst of the fields. A soul was missing amoung men, A soul of the multitudes of the earth. I arrived at the goodness of the land of Debar, The beauty of the fields of Shechelmemet. Like a kid in My jaws was He crushed. A day, two days pass. From days to months. The maiden Anath meets Him. She siezes the God Mavet. Flesh calls to flesh. His feet He sets on the footstool. He cracks a smile and laughs. Where is the Prince, Lord of Earth? Then She sets face toward the Torch of the Gods, Shapash. As for Me, tis not I, but El summons Thee! May the Gods guard Thee in Sheol! She enters the relm of Sheol. Ball goes into the heights of Saphon. He confronts Mavet, the Hero. Baal seizes the son of Asherah. The great one He smites on the shoulder. The tyrant He smites with a stick. Mavet is vanquished, Reaches earth. From days to months, From months to years, Lo in the seventh year. Because of Thee, experienced scattering by the sword. Because of Thee, experienced burning in the fire. Because of Thee, experienced grinding in the millstones. Because of Thee, experienced winnowing by the pitchfork. Because of Thee, experienced being planted in the feilds. Because of Thee, experienced being sown in the sea. He threatens to take the kingship of Baal. Baal expels Him, drives Him out of the heights of Saphon. As retribution for the destroyed sons of My mother! They gore each other like buffaloes, Mavet is strong, Baal is strong. They bite like serpents, Mavet is strong, Baal is strong. They kick like racing beasts, Mavet is down, Ball is down. Up comes Shapash. How canst Thou fight with Aliyan Baal? How will Bull-El, Thy father, not hear Thee? Will He not remove the supports of Thy throne? Nor upset the seat of Thy kingship? Nor break the scepter of Thy rule? Mavet is roused from His prstration. The God of Sterility submits to Baal. He conceeds the kingship to the Lord of Earth. Baal returns to the Heights of Saphon, but Anath does not go with Him. She turns Her anger to the enemies of Baal. To those who were fickle against Baal in His trials. The attacks mankind. And the lads chance upon the Lady of the Mountain. And lo, Anath smites in the valley, Fighting between the two cities. She smites the people of the seashore, Destroys mankind of the sunrise. Under Her are heads like vultures. Over Her are hands like locusts, Like thorns, the hands of troops. She piles up heads on Her back, She ties up hands in Her bundle. Knee-deep She plunges in the blood of soldiery, Up to the neck in the gore of troops. With a stick She drives out foes, Against the flank She draws Her bow. She had smitten in the valley, Fought between the two cities. She hurls chairs at the troops, Hurling tables at the soldiers, Footstools at the heroes. Much She smites and looks, Fights and views. Anath gluts Her liver with laughter. For knee-deep She plunges in the blood of soldiery, Up to the neck in the gore of troops. Until She is sated She smites in the house, Fights between the two tables, Shedding the blood of soldiery. She washes Her hands in the blood of soldiery, Her fingers in the gore of troops. Arranging portions by the chairs, Tables by the tables, Footstools She arranges by the footstools. She gathers water and washes With dew of heaven, Fat of earth, Rain of the Rider of Clouds, The dew that the heavens pour, The rain that the stars pour. The anhb-animals leap by the thousand acres, The zuh-fish in the sea, by the myriads of hectares. You have been cut down to the ground, to conquer the nations! Above the stars of El I will set up my throne. I will rule on the mountain of assembly on the remote slopes of Saphon. I will climb up to the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High. Give me the milk! La Cuba Negra.

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