“Everything had life to me,’ he heard Enkidu murmur, ‘the sky, the storm, the earth, water, wandering, the moon and its three children, salt, even my hand had life. It’s gone. It’s gone.”
Herbert Mason“Everything had life to me,’ he heard Enkidu murmur, ‘the sky, the storm, the earth, water, wandering, the moon and its three children, salt, even my hand had life. It’s gone. It’s gone.”
Herbert Mason, The Epic of Gilgamesh“As when we can recall so vividlyWe almost touch,Or think of all the gestures that we failedTo make.”
Herbert Mason, Gilgamesh: A Verse Narrative