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saying, O Adapa, Why hast thou broken the Southwind's wing? Adapa answered: My lord, 'Fore my lord's house I was fishing, In the midst of the sea, it was smooth, Then the Southwind began to blow Under it forced me, to the home of the fishes I sank. [By this speech Ann's anger is turned away.] A beaker he set before him. What shall we offer him? Food of life Prepare for him that he may eat. Food of life was brought for him, but he ate not. Water of life was brought for him, but he drank not. A garment was brought him, he put it on, Oil they gave him, he anointed himself therewith. Anu looked at him and mourned:-- And now, Adapa, wherefore Has thou not eaten or drunken? Now canst thou not live forever ... Ea, my lord, commanded me:-- Thou shalt not eat nor drink. IX. PENITENTIAL PSALMS I _The Suppliant_: I, thy servant, full of sin cry to thee. The sinner's earnest prayer thou dost accept, The man on whom thou lookest lives, Mistress of all, queen of mankind, Merciful one, to whom it is good to turn, Who acceptest the sigh of the heart. _The Priest_: Because his god and his goddess are angry, he cries to thee. To him turn thy face, take his hand. _The Suppliant_: Beside thee there is no god to guide me. Look in mercy on me, accept my sigh, Say why do I wait so long. Let thy face be softened! How long, O my lady! May thy kindness be turned to me! Like a dove I mourn, full of sighing. _The Priest_: With sorrow and woe His soul is full of sighing, Tears he sheds, he pours out laments. II O mother of the gods, who performest the commands of Bel, Who makest the young grass sprout, queen of mankind, Creator of all, guide of every birth, Mother Ishtar, whose might no god approaches, Exalted mistress, mighty in command! A prayer I will utter, let her do what seems her good. O my lady, make me to know my doing, Food I have not eaten, weeping was my nourishment, Water I have not drunk, tears were my drink, My heart has not been joyful nor my spirits glad. Many are my sins, sorrowfu
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