{"schema_version":1,"access":"public","rights":"Public-domain or compatibly licensed source editions; provenance is retained per record.","work":{"slug":"tale-of-sinuhe","title":"The Tale of Sinuhe","author":"Anonymous","tradition":"egyptian","language":"egy","genre":"tale","period":"c. 1875 BCE (12th Dynasty)","source_url":"https://github.com/oraec/corpus_raw_data/blob/b83a0ee5fae27a40d4c0a2a9a8c9c2973d45e9cd/oraec17.json","original":{"text":"### The Death of the King\n\n(1) 𓂋𓊪𓂝𓏏𓄂𓂝[⯑]\n(j)r,(j)-pꜥ,t ḥꜣ,tj-ꜥ ⟨ḫtm,tj-bj,tj⟩ ⟨smr-wꜥ,tj⟩ zꜣb-ꜥḏ-mr-spꜣ,t.pl-jty.du-m-tꜣ.pl-Stj[.pl]\n\n(2) 𓇓𓏏𓈖𓂋𓐍𓏛𓌳𓐙𓂝𓏛[⯑]𓆑[⯑][⯑]𓆓𓂧𓆑𓏌𓎡𓀀𓌞𓅱𓀀\nrḫ-n(j)swt-mꜣꜥ mri̯.y =f ⸢šms,w⸣ Zꜣ-nh,t ḏd =f jnk šms,w\n\n(3) 𓌞𓋴𓂻𓎟𓀀𓆑𓅡𓎡𓀀𓈖𓇓𓏏𓈖𓊒𓏏𓉐[⯑]𓅨𓂋𓏏𓎛𓎿𓊃𓅱𓏏𓀁𓏥⯑\nšms nb =f bꜣk n jp,t-n(j)swt ⸢(j)r,(j)t-pꜥ,t⸣ wr.t-ḥz,wt\n\n(4) 𓇓𓏏𓈖𓈞𓏏𓄊𓋴𓂋𓏏𓊃𓈖⯑𓅓[⯑]𓇓𓏏𓈖𓅭𓏏[⯑]\nḥm,t-n(j)swt Z-n-wsr,t m ⸢H̱nm.t-s,tpl⸣ zꜣ,t-n(j)swt Jmn-m-ḥꜣ,t\n\n(5) 𓅓𓀠𓄤𓏤𓏥𓊖𓄤𓄤𓄤⯑[⯑]𓆳𓏏𓊗𓎆𓎆𓎆𓇹𓏥𓆷𓐍𓏏𓇳𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤\nm Qꜣi̯-nfr,w Nfr,w nb,t-jmꜣḫ rnp,t-zp 30 ꜣbd 3 ꜣḫ,t sw 7\n\n(6) 𓂝𓂋𓈐𓊹𓏤𓂋𓈌𓏏𓉐𓆑𓇓𓏏𓆤𓏏𓇳𓋴𓊵𓏏𓊪𓄣𓏤\nꜥr nṯr r ꜣḫ,t =f n(j)swt-bj,tj Sḥtp-jb-rꜥ(w)\n\n(7) 𓋴𓁷𓂋𓇯𓆑𓂋𓊪𓏏𓇯𓎸𓅓𓏛𓅓𓇋𓏏𓈖𓇳𓎛𓂝𓄹𓊹\nsḥri̯ =f r p,t ẖnm m jtn ḥꜥ nṯr\n\n(8) 𓍋𓃀𓐍𓏴𓏛𓅓𓁹𓇓𓅱𓇋𓅱𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓊖𓅓𓋴𓎼𓂋𓀁\nꜣbḫ m jri̯ sw jw ẖnw m sgr\n\n(9) 𓄣𓏥𓅓𓅠𓅓𓅱𓅪𓏥𓂋𓅱𓏏𓏭𓇯𓅨𓂋𓏏𓏭𓇯[⯑]\njb.pl m gm,w rw,tj-wr,tj ⸢ḫtm⸣\n\n(10) [⯑]𓅓[⯑]𓊪𓂝𓏏𓀀𓁐𓏥\n[šny,t] m ⸢tp-ḥr-mꜣs,t⸣ pꜥ,t.pl\n\n(11) 𓅓[⯑]𓇋𓋴𓏏𓂋𓆑𓊄𓃀𓂻𓈖[⯑]𓆑𓀎𓀀𓏥\nm jm,w jst rf zbi̯.n ḥm =f mšꜥ\n\n(12) 𓂋[⯑]𓍘𓅓𓎛𓇋𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓈉𓅭𓆑𓀗𓀀\nr tꜣ tjmḥj.pl zꜣ =f sms,w\n\n(13) 𓅓𓁷𓂋𓏭𓇯𓇋𓂋𓏭𓊹𓄤𓄊𓋴𓂋𓏏𓊃𓈖𓍘𓇓𓅱𓉔𓄿𓃀𓂻\nm ḥr,j jr,j nṯr-nfr Z-n-wsr,t tj sw hꜣb\n\n(14) 𓂋𓎛𓀗𓂡𓏏𓂝𓈉𓏏𓏥𓂋𓋴𓈎𓂋𓌪𓂝[⯑]𓋣𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓈉\nr ḥ(w)i̯.t ḫꜣs,t.pl r sqr ⸢jm,(j)w.pl⸣ ṯḥnw.pl\n\n(15) 𓍘𓇓𓅱𓈞𓅓𓂝𓇍𓇋𓇋𓂻𓆑𓏎𓈖𓈖𓆑𓋴𓈎𓂋𓌪𓂝𓋹𓈖𓐍𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥\ntj sw ḥm jji̯.y =f jni̯.n =f sqr-ꜥnḫ.pl\n\n(16) 𓈖𓋣𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃒𓏥𓎟𓏏𓂜𓈖𓇥𓂋𓅱𓈐𓏥𓋴\nn ṯḥnw.pl mnmn,t nb.t nn ḏr,w =s\n\n(17) 𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅱𓀙𓀀𓏥𓏌𓏤𓍉𓊃𓉐𓉔𓄿𓃀𓂻𓋴𓈖𓏥𓂋𓐛𓏤\nsmr.w.pl n.w stp-zꜣ hꜣb =sn ⸢r⸣ ⸢gs⸣\n\n(18) 𓋀𓏏𓏭𓈉𓂋𓂋𓂝𓏏𓂋𓐍𓏛𓇓𓏏𓈖𓅭𓀀𓋴𓌫𓅓𓏛𓏥𓆣𓂋\njmn.tj r rdi̯.t rḫ zꜣ-n(j)swt sšm,w ḫpr\n\n(19) 𓅓𓂝𓄚𓈖𓏌𓍘𓏏𓏭𓉐𓅠𓅓𓈖𓇓𓅱𓄋𓊪𓅱𓅂𓂻𓀀𓏥𓁷𓏤𓍯𓄿𓏏𓈐\nm ꜥ-ẖnw,tj gmi̯.n sw wpw,tjw.pl ḥr wꜣ,t\n\n(20) 𓄖𓂻𓈖𓋴𓈖𓏥𓇓𓅱𓂋𓏏𓂋𓆴𓇳𓈖𓆼𓄿𓅱𓏭𓇰𓂜𓊃𓊪𓊗⯑\npḥ.n =sn sw r tr n ḫꜣwy n-zp\n\n(21) 𓋴𓇋𓆛𓈖𓈖𓂻𓆑𓂋𓋴𓋴𓏭𓈐𓃀𓇋𓎡𓅄𓂝𓄡𓆃𓆑𓎛𓈖𓂝\nsjni̯{n} =f rssy bjk ꜥẖi̯ =f ḥnꜥ\n\n(22) [⯑]𓆑𓂜𓈖𓂋𓂝𓏏𓂋𓐍𓏛𓋴𓏏𓀎𓀀𓏥𓆑𓇋𓋴𓏏𓉔𓄿𓃀𓂻\n⸢šms,w.pl⸣ =f nn rdi̯.t rḫ st mšꜥ =f jst hꜣb\n\n(23) 𓂋[⯑]𓃹𓈖𓅱𓏥𓅓𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂻𓆑𓀎𓀀𓏥𓊪𓈖\nr ms.w-⸢n(j)swt⸣.pl wn.w.pl m-ḫt =f [m] mšꜥ pn\n\n### The Flight\n\n(1) 𓈖𓇋𓋴𓀁𓈖𓏏𓅱𓈖𓌡𓅱𓂝𓏤𓀀𓇋𓅓𓇋𓋴𓏏𓅱[⯑]𓄔𓅓𓈖𓀀[⯑]𓆑\nnjs.n =tw n wꜥ jm ⸢jst⸣ ⸢w(j)⸣ ⸢ꜥḥꜥ⸣.kw sḏm.n =j ⸢ḫrw⸣ =f\n\n(2) 𓇋𓅱𓆑𓁷𓏤𓌃𓂧𓏏𓀁𓇋𓅱𓀀𓅓𓂝𓂋𓈐𓍯𓄿𓈐𓊪𓊃𓐍𓏴𓄣𓏤𓀀\njw =f ḥr mdwi̯.t jw =j m-ꜥr(,w) wꜣ(.w) pzḫ jb =j\n\n(3) 𓊃𓈙𓂻𓂝𓏤𓅱𓏭𓀀𓊃𓂧𓄿𓅯𓅪𓐍𓂋𓀒𓅓𓂝𓏏𓄹𓎟𓏏𓈖𓆑𓂝𓂻𓀀\nzš ꜥ.wj =j sdꜣ ḫr m ꜥ,t =⟨j⟩ nb.t nfꜥ⟨.n⟩ =j\n\n(4) 𓂋𓅱𓀀𓅓𓈖𓆑𓏏𓈖𓆑𓏏𓂻𓂋𓎛𓎛𓂻𓈖𓀀𓊨𓏏𓉐𓂧𓎼𓀉𓂋𓂝𓏏\n{r}wj m nftft r ḥḥ n =j s,t dgi̯ rdi̯.{t}⟨n⟩ =⟨j⟩\n\n(5) 𓅱𓀀𓏶𓅓𓏏𓃀𓅡𓄿𓏏𓏭𓆰𓂋𓁹𓂋𓏏𓍯𓄿𓏏𓈐𓈝𓅓𓅱𓂻𓋴𓁹𓏏𓀀\nwj jm,j-t⟨w⟩ bꜣ,tj r jri̯.t wꜣ,t šm.w ⟨ḥr⟩ =s jri̯.t =j\n\n(6) 𓈝𓅓𓏏𓂻𓅓𓏃𓈖𓏏𓇋𓇋𓏏𓊛𓂜𓎡𓄿𓀁𓄭𓂋𓂻𓂋𓄚𓈖𓏌𓊖\nšmi̯.t m-ḫnt,yt n kꜣi̯ =⟨j⟩ spr r ẖnw\n\n(7) 𓊪𓈖𓐍𓂸𓏏𓏥𓈖𓀀𓆣𓂋𓇉𓄿𓂝𓇋𓇋𓏏𓂡𓂜𓆓𓂧𓀀𓋹𓈖𓐍𓂋𓐟𓏤𓆑\npn ḫmt.n =j ḫpr ḥꜣꜥ,yt n ḏd =j ꜥnḫ r-sꜣ =f\n\n(8) 𓈖𓌰𓅓𓇋𓂢𓈖𓀀𓌳𓐙𓂝𓏏𓏭𓈙𓀀𓅓𓉔𓄿𓅱𓏛𓏥𓈖𓉔𓏏𓆭𓉐\nnmj.n =j Mꜣꜥ,tj ={j} m-hꜣw Nh,t\n\n(9) 𓄥𓏛𓈖𓀀𓅓𓈀𓈇𓏤𓋴𓄤𓅱𓅨𓂋𓈙𓇳𓏤𓈖𓀀𓅓𓐖𓆓𓈇𓏤𓈖\nzmꜣ.n =j m Jw-Snfrw wrš.n =j ⟨jm⟩ m ꜥḏ n\n\n(10) 𓇏𓏏𓈇𓎗𓆓𓇳𓂻𓈖𓀀𓃹𓈖𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤𓐍𓊪𓂻𓈖𓀀𓊃𓀀𓏤𓊢𓂝𓂻\nsḫ,t wḏi̯.n =j wn hrw ḫpi̯.n =j z ꜥḥꜥ\n\n(11) 𓅓𓂋𓏤𓍯𓄿𓏏𓈐𓏏𓂋𓆴𓏛𓈖𓆑𓅱𓀀𓅾𓀁𓈖𓆑𓆣𓂋𓈖\nm rʾ-wꜣ,t tr(j).n =f wj snḏ =⟨j⟩ n =f ḫpr.n\n\n(12) 𓏏𓂋𓆴𓇳𓏤𓈖𓄟𓋴𓇋𓇋𓏏𓏒𓏥𓋴𓐟𓄿𓎛𓃃𓂻𓈖𓀀𓂋𓂧𓏇𓇋𓈇𓏤𓈖\n⸢tr⸣ n ms,yt sꜣḥ.n =j r dmj n\n\n(13) [⯑]𓍑𓄿𓏴𓊛𓈖𓀀𓅓𓅱𓋴𓐍𓏏𓎺𓊛𓂜𓈖𓈞𓅓𓊦𓋴\n⸢Gꜣw⸣ ḏꜣi̯.n =j m wsḫ,t nn ḥm(w) =s\n\n(14) [⯑]𓈖𓋀𓏏𓏭𓊡𓏴𓈐𓈖𓀀𓁷𓏤𓋁𓃀𓏏𓅂𓈇𓏤[⯑]\n[m] ⸢swt⸣ n jmn,tj ⸢swꜣ⸣.n =j ḥr jꜣb,tjw J(ꜣ)kw\n\n(15) [⯑][⯑]𓂋𓂝𓏏𓀀\n[m-ḥr,yt] [Nb,t]-ḏw-dšr rdi̯.{t}⟨n⟩ =j\n\n(16) 𓍯𓄿𓏏𓈐𓈖𓂋𓂧𓇋𓇋𓂾𓂾𓀀𓅓𓐍𓂧𓊛𓂧𓏇𓇋𓂢𓈖𓀀\nwꜣ,t n rd,y.du =j m-ḫd dmj.n =j\n\n(17) 𓊅𓏤𓏥𓋾𓈎𓅆𓁹𓇋𓇋𓂋𓐍𓋴𓆑𓍙𓂡𓋴𓏏𓄝𓅂𓌙𓀀𓏥𓊏𓊪𓂝𓈖𓀀\nJnb.pl-ḥqꜣ jri̯.y r ḫsf St,tjw.pl šzp.n =j\n\n(18) 𓎡𓋴𓅱𓀗𓀀𓅓𓃀𓅡𓄿𓏏𓆰𓅓𓅾𓀁𓌳𓁹𓄿𓄿\nksw =j m bꜣ,t m snḏ mꜣꜣ ⟨wj⟩\n\n(19) 𓅨𓂋𓈙𓇋𓇋𓅱𓇳𓏤𓀀𓏥𓁶𓏤𓉗𓏏𓉐𓏶𓅓𓏏𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤𓋴𓁹𓀀𓈝𓅓𓏏𓂻\nwrš.yw tp ḥ(w),t jm,(j)t hrw =((s)) jri̯.⟨t⟩ =j šmi̯.t\n\n(20) 𓏏𓂋𓆴𓇳𓏤𓈖𓐍𓆼𓄿𓅱𓇰𓌉𓆓𓇳𓈖𓇾𓈇𓏤𓄖𓂻𓈖𓀀𓊪𓏏𓈖𓈉\n⟨r⟩ tr n ḫꜣw⟨y⟩ ḥḏ.n tꜣ pḥ.n =j Ptn\n\n(21) 𓐍𓈖𓅯𓂻𓎡𓅱𓀀𓂋𓈀𓈇𓏤𓈖𓆎𓅓𓅨𓂋𓈉𓐍𓂋𓀒𓈖𓇋𓃀𓃙𓏏𓀁\nḫni̯.kw r jw n Km-wr ḫr n jb,t\n\n(22) 𓄿𓋴𓍬𓂻𓈖𓆑𓅱𓈖𓏏𓃀𓄓𓎡𓅱𓀀𓐍𓐍𓄈𓀀𓐍𓅓𓅱𓊡\nꜣs.n =f w(j) ntb.kw ḫḫ =j ḫm.w\n\n(23) 𓆓𓂧𓈖𓀀𓂧𓊪𓏏𓄓𓀁𓅓𓏏𓀏𓇑𓇑𓍿𓊃𓏏𓍞𓏛𓀀𓄣𓏤𓀀𓋴𓐟𓄿𓈎𓏏𓆌𓏛𓀀\nḏd.n =j dp,t m(w)t nn ṯzi̯.{t}⟨n⟩ =j jb =j sꜣq.⟨n⟩ =j\n\n(24) 𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓀀𓄔𓅓𓈖𓀀𓊤𓅱𓀁𓈖𓌰𓅓𓇋𓀁𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃙𓏥\nḥꜥ(w).pl =j sḏm.n =j ḫrw nmj n mnmn,t\n\n(25) 𓅠𓅓𓎛𓁹𓈖𓀀𓋴𓏏𓄝𓅂𓌙𓀀𓏥𓋴𓐟𓄿𓇋𓋷𓀁𓈖𓅱𓀀\ngmḥ.n ⟨w⟩j St,tjw.pl {sꜣj}⟨sjꜣ⟩.n wj\n\n(26) 𓅓𓂝𓏏𓈖𓌙𓅮𓏛𓀀𓇋𓅓𓅮𓄿𓃹𓈖𓈖𓁷𓏤𓆎𓅓𓏏𓊖𓊢𓂝𓈖\nmꜥtn jm pꜣu̯ wnn ḥr Km,t ꜥḥꜥ.n\n\n(27) 𓂋𓂝𓈖𓆑𓈖𓀀𓈗𓊪𓊃𓆑𓊮𓈖𓀀𓇋𓁹𓏏𓏏𓏊𓈝𓅓𓂻𓈖𓀀\nrdi̯.n =f n =j mw {pzf}⟨psi̯.n⟩ =⟨f⟩ n =j jrt,t šmi̯.n =j\n\n(28) 𓎛𓈖𓂝𓆑𓈖𓅱𓎛𓅱𓅱𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆑𓄤𓆑𓂋𓁹𓂋𓏏𓈖𓋴𓈖𓏥𓂋𓂝𓈖𓅱𓀀𓈉𓏏𓏤𓈖\nḥnꜥ =f n wḥ{w}⟨y,t⟩ =f nfr jr{r}i̯.t.n =sn ⟨n⟩ =⟨j⟩ rdi̯.n wj ḫꜣs,t n\n\n### Amunenshi and the Praise of Senwosret\n\n(29) 𓈉𓏏𓏤𓆑𓐍𓍼𓂻𓈖𓀀𓂋𓊶𓈉𓎛𓎿𓊃𓂻𓈖𓀀𓂋𓐪𓂧𓏌𓅓𓈉𓁹𓈖𓀀\nḫꜣs,t fḫ.n =j r Kp⟨ny⟩ ḥzi̯.n =j r Q~d~nw~m jri̯.n =j\n\n(30) 𓆳𓏏𓏤𓐛𓏤𓇋𓅓𓏎𓈖𓅱𓀀𓂝𓅓𓈗𓏭𓂜𓈖𓈙𓇋𓌙𓀀𓋾𓈎𓄿𓀀𓊪𓅱\nrnp,t 1 gs jm jni̯.⟨n⟩ wj ꜥ~m~mw{~zꜣ}~nn~šj ḥqꜣ pw\n\n(31) 𓈖𓏏𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓅯𓈉𓁷𓂋𓏏𓇯𓆓𓂧𓆑𓈖𓀀𓄤𓆑𓂋𓏏𓅱𓎛𓈖𓂝𓀀𓄔𓅓𓎡\nn ⟨R⟩tnw-ḥr,(j)t ḏd =f n =j nfr tw ḥnꜥ =j sḏm =k\n\n(32) 𓂋𓏤𓈖𓆎𓅓𓏏𓊖𓆓𓂧𓈖𓆑𓇑𓇑𓂋𓐍𓏛𓈖𓆑𓐪𓂧𓏌𓏛𓀀𓄔𓅓𓈖𓆑\nrʾ-n-Km,t ḏd.n =f nn rḫ.n =f qd =j sḏm.n =f\n\n(33) 𓈙𓋴𓐟𓄿𓃴𓏛𓀀𓂸𓏏𓂭𓂭𓏛𓈖𓅱𓀀𓂋𓍿𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆎𓅓𓏏𓊖\nšsꜣ =j mt⟨r⟩.n wj r(m)ṯ.pl-Km,t\n\n(34) 𓈖𓏏𓅂𓏥𓇋𓅓𓎛𓈖𓂝𓆑𓊢𓂝𓈖𓆓𓂧𓈖𓆑𓈖𓀀𓄖𓈖𓎡𓇑𓇑\nn,tjw.pl jm ḥnꜥ =f ꜥḥꜥ.n ḏd.n =f n =j pḥ.n =k nn\n\n(35) 𓁷𓏤𓅓𓂝𓇋𓍱𓋴𓏏𓀁𓊪𓅱𓇋𓈖𓇋𓅱𓃹𓈖𓆣𓂋𓏏𓏛𓅓\nḥr-{m}⟨zj⟩-jšst{pw} jn-jw wn ḫpr,t m\n\n(36) 𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓇓𓆤𓏏𓏏𓇳𓋴𓊵𓏏𓊪𓄣𓏤𓅱𓍑𓄿𓅱𓂻𓂋𓈌𓏏𓉐\nẖnw ⟨ꜥḥꜥ.n⟩ ⟨ḏd.n⟩ =⟨j⟩ ⟨n⟩ =⟨f⟩ n(j)swt-bj,tj Sḥtp-jb-rꜥw ⟨pw⟩ wḏꜣ.w r ꜣḫ,t\n\n(37) 𓂜𓂋𓐍𓏛𓈖𓏏𓅱𓆣𓂋𓏏𓏥𓁷𓂋𓋴𓆓𓂧𓈖𓀀𓇓𓅱𓏏𓅓𓇋𓅱𓄟𓋴𓀁\nn rḫ.n =tw ḫpr.t.pl ḥr =s ḏd.n =j swt m jwms\n\n(38) [⯑]𓀀𓅓𓀎𓊛𓇾𓇾𓈇𓏤𓏏𓅓𓎛𓌙𓀀𓏥𓄙𓅓𓀁𓏏𓅱𓈖𓀀𓄣𓏤𓀀\n⸢jji̯⸣.n =j m mšꜥ {tꜣ}⟨n⟩ tꜣ Tmḥ.pl wḥm =tw n =j ⟨st⟩ jb =j\n\n(39) 𓄿𓂧𓅱𓂻𓄂𓏏𓏭𓄣𓀀𓂜𓈖𓏏𓆑𓂉𓀁𓅓𓄡𓏏𓏤𓀀𓏎𓈖𓈖𓆑\nꜣd.w ḥꜣ,tj =j n ntf m ẖ,t =j ⸢jni̯⸣.n =f\n\n(40) 𓅱𓀀𓁷𓏤𓈐𓏥𓅱𓂝𓂋𓏏𓂾𓈇𓏥𓂜𓅱𓆑𓄿𓏏𓅯𓀁𓀀𓂜𓊪𓊃𓎼𓄑𓀁[⯑]\nwj ḥr wꜣ,t{pl} wꜥr,t n wfꜣ.t⟨w⟩ =j n psg =[tw]\n\n(41) [⯑]𓀀𓂜𓄔𓅓𓋭𓊃𓏛𓎛𓅨𓂋𓅱𓅪𓂜𓄔𓅓𓏏𓅱𓂋𓈖𓀀𓅓𓂋𓏤\n[r] [ḥr] =j n sḏm =⟨j⟩ ṯ(ꜣ)z-ḥwrw n sḏm =tw rn =j m rʾ\n\n(42) 𓄙𓅓𓅱𓀁𓀀𓂜𓂋𓐍𓏛𓈖𓀀𓏎𓈖𓅱𓀀𓂋𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏏𓈖\nwḥm,w n rḫ =j jni̯ wj r ḫꜣs,t tn\n\n(43) 𓇋𓅱𓏇𓇋𓋴𓐍𓂋𓏛𓊹𓏤𓃹𓈖𓈖𓇋𓂋𓆑𓇾𓈇𓏤𓊪𓆑𓏇𓇋𓅓𓂝𓅓𓐍𓂸𓏏𓂭𓂭𓏛𓆑\njw mj sḫr nṯr ⟨ꜥḥꜥ.n⟩ ⟨ḏd.n⟩ =⟨f⟩ ⟨ḫft⟩ =⟨j⟩ wnn jrf tꜣ pf mj-m m-ḫmt =f\n\n(44) 𓊹𓏤𓊪𓆑𓏠𓈖𓐍𓍊𓏛𓃹𓈖𓈖𓅱𓅾𓀁𓆑𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂻\nnṯr pf mnḫ wnn.w snḏ =f ḫt\n\n(45) 𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥𓏇𓇋𓌂𓅓𓏏𓆗𓆳𓏏𓏤𓇋𓂧𓅱𓇯𓆓𓂧𓎡𓀀𓂋𓀀𓈖𓆑\nḫꜣs,t.pl mj Sḫm,t ⟨m⟩ rnp,t j(ꜣ)d,w ḏd.kj (j)r =j n =f\n\n(46) 𓅱𓈙𓃀𓏴𓀁𓀀𓈖𓆑𓈖𓈞𓅓𓂝𓈖𓏥𓅭𓀀𓆑𓅧𓈎𓂻𓂋𓂝𓉥𓉐𓎁𓏏𓂝𓈖𓆑\nwšb =j n =f nḥm.n{.pl} zꜣ =f ꜥq r ꜥḥ jṯi̯.n =f\n\n(47) 𓃛𓅱𓂝𓂝𓏏𓈀𓏛𓏥𓈖𓏏𓇋𓏏𓆑𓀀𓆑𓊹𓊪𓅱𓎼𓂋𓏏𓂜𓈖𓌢𓈖𓏌𓅱𓀀𓀀𓆑\njwꜥ{ꜥ},t n.t jt(j) =f nṯr pw gr,t nn sn,nw =f\n\n(48) 𓂜𓈖𓎡𓇋𓇋𓀀𓆣𓂋𓌨𓂋𓄂𓏏𓏤𓆑𓎟𓋴𓐟𓄿𓏤𓀁𓊪𓅱𓇋𓈎𓂋𓏛\nnn ky ḫpr ẖr-ḥꜣ,t =f nb sꜣ,t pw jqr\n\n(49) 𓊃𓐍𓂋𓅱𓏛𓏥𓏠𓈖𓐍𓍊𓏛𓎗𓏏𓌃𓏛𓏥𓉐𓂋𓏏𓂻𓉔𓄿𓏏𓂻𓐍𓏏𓆑\nsḫr.w.pl mnḫ wḏ,t-mdw.pl pri̯.t hꜣi̯.t ḫft\n\n(50) 𓎗𓅱𓏛𓆑𓈖𓏏𓆑𓌗𓂡𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥𓇋𓅱𓇋𓏏𓆑𓀀𓆑𓅓𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓂝𓉥𓉐𓆑\nwḏ =f ntf dꜣr ḫꜣs,t.pl jw jt(j) =f m-ẖnw ꜥḥ =f\n\n(51) 𓋴𓏇𓇋𓀁𓆑𓆷𓄿𓏏𓏛𓏥𓈖𓆑𓆣𓂋𓈖𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂡𓀀𓊪𓅱𓎼𓂋𓏏\nsmj =f ⟨n⟩ =⟨f⟩ šꜣ.t.{pl}n =f ḫpr nḫt pw gr,t\n\n(52) 𓁹𓅓𓐍𓊪𓈙𓄗𓂡𓆑𓉐𓂋𓂻𓂝𓏤𓂜𓈖𓏏𓅱𓏏𓀾𓏛𓈖𓆑𓌳𓁹𓄿𓄿𓏏𓆑\njri̯ m ḫpš =f pri̯-ꜥ nn twt n =f mꜣꜣ.t(w) =f\n\n(53) 𓉔𓄿𓂻𓆑𓂋𓏤𓌒𓏏𓏤𓌙𓀀𓏥𓄡𓂝𓅓𓂻𓆑𓂋𓏤𓍑𓄿𓅱𓂡𓏥\nhꜣi̯ =f rʾ-pḏ,t.pl ẖꜥm.⟨n⟩ =f rʾ-ḏꜣ,w\n\n(54) 𓅱𓂝𓆑𓂡𓂝𓃀𓄏𓊪𓅱𓊃𓎼𓈖𓈖𓀉𓂧𓏏𓏤𓏥𓂜𓋭𓊃𓍢𓂡𓈖𓐍𓂋𓊤𓃭𓇋𓇋𓅱𓂡𓀀𓏥𓆑\nwꜥf-ꜥb pw sgnn dr,t.pl n ṯ(ꜣ)z.n ḫrw,yw.pl =f\n\n(55) 𓎝𓀀𓏤𓏥𓇋𓂝𓈗𓁷𓏤𓊪𓅱𓏏𓆷𓏴𓂝𓄋𓏏𓏤𓏥𓂜𓊢𓂝𓂻𓈖𓏏𓅱\nsk,w jꜥi̯-ḥr pw tšꜣ wp,t.pl n ꜥḥꜥ.n =tw\n\n(56) 𓅓𓉔𓄿𓅱𓏛𓏥𓆑𓌒𓂻𓂻𓂻𓂻𓊪𓅱𓋴𓎝𓎡𓅪𓆑𓃀𓉔𓄿𓅱𓂻𓀀\nm-hꜣw =f pḏ-nmt,t.pl pw ski̯ =f bhꜣ.w\n\n(57) 𓂜𓈖𓄖𓅱𓏭𓈖𓂝𓂝𓀀𓈖𓆑𓐟𓏤𓊢𓂝𓂻𓄣𓏤𓊪𓅱𓅓𓄿𓏏𓀗𓇳𓋴𓐟𓄿𓋴𓐟𓄿𓂻\nnn pḥ,wj n dd-n≡f-sꜣ ꜥḥꜥ-jb pw m ꜣ,t sꜣsꜣ\n\n(58) 𓂝𓈖𓏌𓅱𓂽𓊪𓅱𓂜𓂋𓂝𓈖𓆑𓐟𓏤𓆑𓅱𓂸𓏏𓏛𓄣𓏤𓊪𓅱\nꜥnn.w pw n rdi̯.n =f sꜣ =f wmt-jb pw\n\n(59) 𓌳𓁹𓄿𓄿𓆑𓆈𓄿𓏏𓀀𓏥𓂜𓂋𓂝𓈖𓆑𓈞𓊃𓀔[[𓀀]][[𓏥]]𓇉𓄿𓁶𓏤𓄣𓏤𓆑\nmꜣꜣ =f ꜥšꜣ,t n rdi̯.n =f ḥmsi̯ ḥꜣ jb =f\n\n(60) 𓅱𓂧𓏴𓁷𓏤𓊪𓅱𓆑𓍋𓃀𓏏𓏴𓂋𓈙𓂉𓀁𓆑𓊪𓅱\nwdi̯-ḥr pw ={f} ⟨hꜣi̯⟩ =⟨f⟩ {ꜣb,t}⟨jꜣb,tjw.pl⟩ ršu̯ =f pw\n\n(61) 𓉔𓄿𓏏𓂻𓆑𓂋𓏤𓌒𓌙𓀀𓏥𓅷𓄿𓄿𓂡𓆑𓇋𓆎𓅓𓄛𓏤𓆑𓏏𓇋𓏏𓇋𓂻𓆑𓂜\nhꜣi̯.t =f rʾ-pḏ,t.pl ṯꜣꜣ! =f jkm =f tjtj =f n\n\n(62) 𓄙𓅓𓈖𓆑𓂝𓏤𓄡𓂧𓃀𓂡𓆑𓂜𓈖𓃹𓈖𓂋𓅱𓇋𓂻𓂚𓅱𓌕𓆑𓂜𓈖\nwḥm.n =f ꜥ ẖdb =f nn-wn rwj ꜥḥꜣ⟨.pl⟩ =f nn\n\n(63) 𓇋𓏏𓎛𓂡𓌒𓏏𓏤𓆱𓆑𓃀𓉔𓄿𓂻𓌒𓌙𓀀𓏥𓆑𓏭𓏇𓇋\njtḥ pḏ,t =f bhꜣ pḏ,t.pl ={fj} ⟨ẖr-ḥꜣ,t⟩ =⟨f⟩ mj\n\n(64) 𓅢𓏛𓏥𓈖𓅨𓂋𓏏𓆗𓂚𓂡𓆑𓐍𓂸𓏏𓏥𓏛𓈖𓆑𓄖𓅱𓏭𓂜\nbꜣ,w n⟨.w⟩ Wr,t ꜥḥꜣ =f ḫmt.n =f pḥ,wj n\n\n(65) 𓊃𓅭𓄿𓀸𓂝𓈖𓆑𓂜𓊃𓊪𓊗𓇋𓇋𓏏𓏥𓎟𓆭𓅓𓏏𓏛𓊪𓅱𓉻𓂝𓄿𓏛𓃀𓈖𓇋𓏏𓇜𓏛\nzꜣi̯.n =f n zp,yt nb jm(ꜣ),t pw ꜥꜣ bnj,t\n\n(66) 𓎁𓏏𓂝𓈖𓆑𓌸𓂋𓅱𓏏𓀁𓌸𓂋𓀁𓇓𓅱𓊖𓏏𓏤𓆑𓂋𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓎛𓂝𓀠\njṯi̯.n =f ⟨m⟩ mr,wt mri̯ sw nʾ,t =f r ḥꜥ(w) =⟨sn⟩ ḥꜥi̯\n\n(67) 𓋴𓏏𓇋𓅓𓆑𓂋𓊹𓏤𓋴𓈖𓏥𓏴𓂻𓅷𓄿𓇋𓇋𓅱𓂺𓀀𓏥𓈞𓏏𓁐𓏥𓁷𓏤𓂋𓈖𓈖𓅱𓏏𓀁𓏥\nst jm =f r nṯr =sn swꜣ ṯꜣy.w.pl ḥm,t.pl ḥr rnn,wt\n\n(68) 𓇋𓅓𓆑𓇋𓅱𓆑𓅓𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓎁𓏏𓂡𓈖𓆑𓅓𓋴𓅱𓎛𓏏𓐎𓏥\njm =f jw =f m n(j)swt jṯi̯.n =f m swḥ,t{.pl}\n\n(69) 𓇋𓅱𓁷𓂋𓏤𓆑𓇥𓂋𓄟𓋴𓏏𓀔𓆑𓋴𓆈𓄿𓏥𓊪𓅱𓄟𓋴𓇋𓇋𓏏𓁑𓏥𓎛𓈖𓂝𓆑\njw ḥr =f ⟨r⟩ =⟨s⟩ ḏr msi̯.t(w) =f sꜥšꜣ pw msi̯.yt.pl ḥnꜥ =f\n\n(70) 𓌡𓅱𓂝𓀀𓊪𓅱𓈖𓂝𓂝𓊹𓏤𓂋𓈙𓂉𓀁𓅱𓏭𓇾𓈇𓏤𓊪𓆑𓈖𓋾𓈎𓄿𓏛𓈖𓆑\nwꜥ pw n dd nṯr ršu̯ =wj tꜣ pn ḥqꜣ.n =f\n\n(71) 𓊃𓅱𓊃𓐍𓎺𓏛𓏏𓍔𓄿𓈙𓅱𓏴𓈇𓏤𓏥𓊪𓅱𓇋𓅱𓆑𓂋𓎁𓏏𓏏𓂝𓇾𓇾𓇾𓈇𓈇\nswsḫ tꜣš.w.pl =⟨f⟩ pw jw =f r jṯi̯.t tꜣ.pl{du}\n\n(72) 𓇓𓈇𓏥𓂜𓈖𓎡𓄿𓀁𓆑𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥𓎔𓏏𓏏𓈇𓏥𓁹𓈖𓏏𓆑𓂋𓀗𓏏𓂝𓋴𓏏𓄝𓅂𓌙𓀀𓏥\n{sw}⟨rs,j⟩.pl nn kꜣi̯ =f ⟨r⟩ ḫꜣs,t.pl mḥ,(j)t(j).t.pl jri̯.n.t(w) =f r ḥwi̯.t St,tjw.pl\n\n(73) 𓂋𓊪𓏏𓊪𓏏𓂻𓈖𓌰𓅓𓇋𓅱𓂢𓏥𓈙𓂝𓈒𓏥𓌙𓀀𓏥𓉔𓄿𓂻𓈖𓆑𓇋𓐛𓅓𓂝𓂋𓐍𓏛𓆑\nr ptpt Nmj.w.pl-šꜥ(y).pl hꜣ⟨b⟩ n =f jmi̯ rḫ =f\n\n(74) 𓂋𓈖𓎡𓅓𓍲𓈖𓏭𓀁𓍯𓄿𓈐𓂋𓍛𓏤𓆑 […] 𓂜𓈖𓍃𓅓𓆑𓁹𓃀𓅱𓄤𓆑𓂋\nrn =k m šni̯.y wꜣ r ḥm =f […] nn tm =f jri̯ bw-nfr\n\n### A Life in Yaa\n\n(75) 𓈖𓈉𓏏𓏤𓃹𓈖𓈖𓏏𓏭𓋴𓏭𓁷𓏤𓈗𓆑𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓆑𓐍𓏏𓆑𓀀𓐍𓂋\nn ḫꜣs,t wnn.tj =sj ḥr mw =f ḏd.jn =f ḫft =j ḫr\n\n(76) 𓈞𓅓𓂝𓆎𓅓𓏏𓊖𓄤𓆑𓂋𓏏𓈖𓏏𓏏𓋴𓂋𓐍𓏏𓏛𓂋𓂧𓇜𓏛𓆑\nḥm Km,t nfr.t(j) ⟨n⟩-n.tt =s rḫ.t(j) r(w)d =f\n\n(77) 𓅓𓂝𓎡𓏏𓅱𓉻𓂝𓄿𓈐𓃹𓈖𓈖𓎡𓎛𓈖𓂝𓀀𓄤𓆑𓂋𓁹𓂋𓏏𓀀𓈖𓎡\nmk tw ꜥꜣ wnn =k ḥnꜥ =j nfr jrr.t =j n =k\n\n(78) 𓂋𓂝𓈖𓆑𓅱𓀀𓅓𓄂𓏏𓏤𓄡𓂋𓂧𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆑𓏠𓈖𓇋𓌙𓈖𓆑𓅱𓀀\nrdi̯.n =f wj m ḥꜣ,t {ẖrd.w}⟨wḥy,t⟩ =f m(j)nj.n =f wj\n\n(79) 𓅓𓅭𓏏𓁐𓆑𓅨𓂋𓏏𓁐𓂋𓂝𓈖𓆑𓋴𓏏𓊪𓍉𓏛𓀀𓈖𓀀𓅓𓈉𓏏𓏤𓆑𓆑\nm zꜣ,t =f wr.t rdi̯.n =f stp =j n =j m ḫꜣs,t =f\n\n(80) 𓅓𓋴𓏏𓊪𓅱𓍉𓏛𓏥𓈖𓃹𓈖𓏏𓎛𓈖𓂝𓆑𓁷𓏤𓏏𓍔𓄿𓈙𓏴𓈇𓆑𓈖\nm stp,w n wn.t ḥnꜥ =f ḥr tꜣš =f n\n\n(81) 𓎡𓏏𓈉𓏏𓏤𓇾𓈇𓏤𓊪𓅱𓄤𓆑𓂋𓇋𓄿𓄿𓆰𓈉𓂋𓈖𓆑𓇋𓅱𓂧𓄿𓃀𓇭𓈒𓏥\nk(j).t ḫꜣs,t tꜣ pw nfr Jꜣꜣ rn =f ⟨nn-wn⟩ ⟨mj,tt⟩ =⟨f⟩ ⟨m⟩ ⟨tꜣ⟩ jw dꜣb.pl\n\n(82) 𓇋𓅓𓆑𓎛𓈖𓂝𓇋𓄿𓂋𓂋𓏏𓁺𓈒𓏥𓅨𓂋𓈖𓆑𓇋𓂋𓊪𓏌𓏥𓂋𓈗𓉻𓂝𓄿𓏛\njm =f ḥnꜥ jꜣrr,t.pl wr n =f jrp r mw ꜥꜣ\n\n(83) 𓆤𓏏𓏊𓏥𓆑𓆈𓄿𓏥𓃀𓅡𓄿𓈎𓆭𓏌𓏥𓆑𓂧𓈎𓂋𓂷𓈒𓏥𓎟𓁷𓏤𓆱𓏏𓏤𓏥𓆑\nbj,t =f ꜥšꜣ bꜣq.pl =f dqr.pl nb ḥr ḫt.pl =f\n\n(84) 𓇋𓅱𓌾𓏥𓇋𓅓𓎛𓈖𓂝𓇣𓂧𓏏𓌾𓏥𓂜𓈖𓇥𓂋𓃭𓅱𓈐𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃙𓏥\njw jt jm =⟨f⟩ ḥnꜥ bd,t nn ḏr,w mnmn,t\n\n(85) 𓎟𓏏𓉻𓂝𓄿𓏛𓎼𓂋𓏏𓂧𓏇𓇋𓏏𓂢𓂋𓀀𓅓𓇍𓇋𓂻𓈖𓌸𓂋𓏏𓀁𓀀\nnb.t ꜥꜣ gr,t dmj.t r =j m jji̯.⟨t⟩ n mr,wt =j\n\n(86) 𓂋𓂝𓏏𓆑𓅱𓀀𓅓𓋾𓈎𓀀𓅱𓎛𓇋𓇋𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓅓𓍉𓏛\nrdi̯.{t}⟨n⟩ =f wj m ḥqꜣ wḥy,⟨t⟩ m stp⟨,w⟩\n\n(87) 𓈖𓈉𓏏𓏤𓆑𓁹𓈖𓀀𓅧𓅱𓏛𓏥𓅓𓏇𓇋𓈖𓏏𓏌𓏥𓇋𓂋𓊪𓏌𓏥\nn {ḫꜣs,t}⟨wḥy,t⟩ =f ⟨jw⟩ jri̯ n =j ꜥq,w.pl m mjn,t jrp\n\n(88) 𓅓𓌨𓂋𓏏𓏛𓏥𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤𓇋𓆑𓄹𓏥𓊪𓆑𓊃𓊮𓄿𓊪𓂧𓅬\nm ẖr,t-hrw j(w)f p{f}si̯ ꜣpd\n\n(89) 𓅓𓄿𓈙𓂋𓊮𓁷𓂋𓅱𓐡𓈐𓂋𓋿𓅱𓏏𓃙𓏥𓈉𓏏𓏤𓇋𓅱𓎼𓂋𓍅𓍢𓂝𓏏\nm ꜣšr ḥrw-r ꜥw,t ḫꜣs,t jw grg =t(w)\n\n(90) 𓈖𓀀𓇋𓅱𓎝𓎛𓂝𓏏𓈖𓀀𓁷𓂋𓂋𓅱𓈐𓂋𓏎𓏌𓏥𓈖𓍿𓊃𓅓𓅱𓄛𓏤𓏥𓀀\nn =j jw {wꜣḥ}⟨wḥꜥ⟩ =t(w) n =j ḥr{r}w-r jn,w n ṯzm.w.pl =j\n\n(91) 𓇋𓅱𓁹𓏏𓈖𓀀𓆈𓄿𓅱𓏥𓇋𓁹𓏏𓏏𓏊𓏤𓏥𓅓\njw jri̯ =t(w) n =j ⟨bnj,t.pl⟩ ꜥšꜣ.w jrt,t m\n\n(92) 𓊪𓆑𓋴𓏏𓊮𓎟𓏏𓁹𓈖𓀀𓆳𓏏𓏤𓏥𓆈𓄿𓏏𓏥𓄡𓂋𓂧𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓏥𓀀\np{f}s,t nb.t jri̯.n =j rnp,t.pl ꜥšꜣ.t.pl ⟨jm⟩ ẖrd.w.pl =j\n\n(93) 𓆣𓂋𓅓𓈖𓆱𓐍𓏏𓅱𓂡𓀀𓏥𓊃𓀀𓏤𓎟𓅓𓂧𓄿𓇋𓂋𓌗𓂝𓂡\nḫpr m nḫt.w.pl z-nb m dꜣ{j}r\n\n(94) 𓅱𓎛𓇋𓇋𓏏𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆑𓄋𓊪𓏏𓏭𓂻𓀀𓐍𓂧𓂧𓊛𓏃𓈖𓏏𓊛𓂋𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐\nwḥy,t =f wpw,tj ḫdd ḫnti̯ r ẖnw\n\n(95) 𓍋𓃀𓂻𓆑𓁷𓂋𓏤𓂋𓀀𓇋𓅱𓊃𓍋𓃀𓏛𓀀𓂋𓍿𓀀𓁐𓏥𓏥𓎟𓏏\nꜣb =f ḥr{r} =j jw sꜣb =j r(m)ṯ.pl-nb.t ⟨ḥr⟩ =⟨j⟩\n\n(96) 𓇋𓅱𓀀𓂝𓀀𓈗𓈖𓇋𓃀𓃙𓀁𓀀𓂋𓂝𓈖𓀀𓏏𓈖𓌰𓅓𓂻𓀀\njw =j di̯ =j mw n jbi̯ rdi̯.n =j tnm\n\n(97) 𓁷𓏤𓍯𓄿𓏏𓈐𓈖𓈞𓅓𓂝𓈖𓀀𓂝𓍯𓄿𓂝𓀀𓋴𓏏𓄝𓅂𓌙𓀀𓏥\nḥr wꜣ,t nḥm.n =j ꜥwꜣi̯ St,tjw.pl\n\n(98) 𓍯𓄿𓈐𓂋𓈙𓍃𓅓𓂡𓂋𓋴𓍙𓂝𓂝𓏤𓋾𓈎𓄿𓅱𓀀𓏥𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥\nwꜣi̯ r štm r ⟨ḫ⟩sf-ꜥ ḥqꜣ.w.pl ḫꜣs,t.pl\n\n(99) 𓍑𓄿𓋴𓇋𓀁𓈖𓀀𓈝𓅓𓏏𓂻𓋴𓈖𓏥𓇋𓅱𓋾𓈎𓄿𓀀𓊪𓈖𓈖\n{ḏꜣsj}⟨ḏꜣjs⟩.n =j šm,t =sn jw ḥqꜣ pn n\n\n(100) 𓏏𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓅯𓈉𓂝𓆑𓁹𓇋𓇋𓀀𓆳𓏏𓏤𓏥𓆈𓄿𓏥𓅓𓋭𓊃𓅱𓍢𓂝𓀀\n(R)tnw di̯ =f jri̯.y =j {rnp,t}⟨wpw,t⟩.pl ꜥšꜣ.⟨t⟩.pl m ṯ(ꜣ)z,w\n\n(101) 𓈖𓀎𓀀𓏥𓆑𓈉𓏏𓏤𓎟𓏏𓂋𓅱𓏏𓂻𓈖𓀀𓂋𓋴𓁹𓈖𓀀𓀀𓉔𓂧𓂝𓀀\nn mšꜥ =f ḫꜣs,t nb.t rwi̯.t.n =j r =s jri̯.n =j hd =j\n\n(102) 𓇋𓅱𓋴𓂧𓂧𓏏𓂡𓁷𓏤𓋴𓄦𓅓𓅱𓆰𓏥𓎸𓅓𓏏𓈙𓏥𓋴\njm =s d{d}⟨r⟩.t(j) ḥr sm,w.pl =⟨s⟩ ẖnm,t.pl =s\n\n(103) 𓇉𓄿𓈎𓂝𓈖𓀀𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃙𓏥𓋴𓏎𓈖𓀀𓌨𓂋𓀀𓁐𓏥𓋴\nḥꜣq.n =j mnmn,t =s jni̯.⟨n⟩ =j ẖr,(w).pl =s\n\n(104) 𓈖𓈞𓐛𓂝𓏶𓏏𓀁𓏐𓏒𓏥𓋴𓈖𓏥𓋴𓌳𓄿𓅓𓌪𓂝𓈖𓀀𓂋𓍿𓀀𓁐𓏥𓇋𓅓𓋴\nnḥm.⟨n⟩ =⟨j⟩ wnm,t.pl =sn smꜣ.n =j r(m)ṯ.pl jm =s\n\n(105) 𓅓𓐍𓊪𓈙𓄗𓂡𓀀𓅓𓌒𓏏𓏤𓆱𓀀𓅓𓂻𓏏𓏤𓏥𓀀𓅓\nm ḫpš =j m pḏ,t =j m nmt,t.pl =j m\n\n(106) 𓊃𓐍𓂋𓅱𓏛𓏥𓀀𓇋𓈎𓂋𓅱𓏛𓏥𓅜𓐍𓏛𓈖𓅓𓄣𓏤𓆑\nsḫr.w.pl =j jqr.w.pl ꜣḫ.n =(j) m jb =f\n\n(107) 𓌸𓂋𓀁𓈖𓆑𓅱𓀀𓂋𓐍𓏛𓈖𓆑𓈎𓈖𓂡𓈖𓀀𓂋𓂝𓏏𓆑𓅱𓀀\nmri̯.n =f wj rḫ.n =f qnn =j rdi̯.{t}⟨n⟩ =f wj\n\n(108) 𓅓𓄂𓏏𓏤𓀀𓄡𓂋𓂧𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆑𓌳𓁹𓄿𓈖𓆑𓂋𓂧𓇝𓏛\nm ḥꜣ,t ={j} ẖrd.w.pl =f mꜣ.n =f r(w)d\n\n### The Champion of Retjenu\n\n(109) 𓂝𓏤𓅱𓏭𓀀𓂻𓅱𓏏𓈖𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂡𓀀𓈖𓏏𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓅯𓈉𓅓𓅷𓄿𓀁𓆑𓅱𓀀\nꜥ,wj =j jwi̯.t nḫt n (R)tnw mṯꜣ⟨.n⟩ =f wj\n\n(110) 𓅓𓇋𓌳𓄿𓅓𓉐𓀀𓉐𓂋𓇋𓇋𓂻𓀀𓊪𓅱𓂜𓈖𓌢𓈖𓏌𓅱𓀀𓀀𓆑𓂧𓂋𓂡𓈖𓆑\nm jmꜣ =j pr,y pw nn sn,nw.du =f d(ꜣ)r.n =f\n\n(111) 𓋴𓂋𓇥𓂋𓋴𓆓𓂧𓈖𓆑𓂚𓂡𓆑𓎛𓈖𓂝𓀀𓐍𓂸𓏏𓏥𓈖𓆑\ns(j) r-ḏr =s ḏd.n =f ꜥḥꜣ =f ḥnꜥ =j ḫmt.n =f\n\n(112) 𓎛𓅱𓏏𓂡𓆑𓅱𓀀𓎡𓄿𓀁𓈖𓆑𓇉𓄿𓈎𓂝𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓃙𓏥𓀀\nḥwtf ={w}j kꜣi̯.n =f ḥꜣq mnmn,⟨t⟩ =j\n\n(113) 𓌨𓂋𓉲𓏛𓈖𓅱𓎛𓇋𓇋𓏏𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆑𓋾𓈎𓀀𓊪𓆑𓈖𓆓𓈖𓆓𓐩𓏌𓀁𓆑\nẖr zḥ n wḥy,t =f ḥqꜣ pf nḏnḏ.⟨n⟩ =f\n\n(114) 𓎛𓈖𓂝𓀀𓆓𓂧𓎡𓀀𓂜𓂋𓐍𓏛𓀀𓇓𓅱𓂜𓏌𓎡𓀀𓏏𓂋𓆴𓄥𓏛𓀀𓆑\nḥnꜥ =j ḏd.kj n rḫ =j sw n jnk tr zmꜣ(.y) =f\n\n(115) 𓅱𓊃𓏏𓈖𓂻𓀀𓅓𓂝𓆑𓄿𓇋𓉐𓆑𓇋𓈖𓈖𓏏𓊪𓅱𓃹𓈖𓉿𓂝𓈖𓀀\nwstn =j m ꜥfꜣj =f jn n,t-pw wn.n =j\n\n(116) 𓐟𓏤𓉐𓆑𓋴𓃀𓂻𓈖𓀀𓇋𓆛𓈖𓃀𓏏𓆱𓏥𓆑𓂋𓈎𓏏𓂷𓄣𓏤\nsꜣ =f z⟨n⟩b.n =j jnb,t =f rq,t-jb\n\n(117) 𓊪𓅱𓁷𓏤𓌳𓁹𓄿𓄿𓆑𓅱𓀀𓁷𓏤𓁹𓂋𓏏𓄋𓊪𓅱𓏏𓂻𓆑\npw ḥr mꜣꜣ =f wj ḥr jr{r}i̯.t wpw,t.⟨pl⟩ ={f}⟨k⟩\n\n(118) 𓈖𓈞𓅓𓂝𓈖𓅱𓀀𓏇𓇋𓃒𓈖𓎗𓅱𓅱𓃒𓏥𓅓𓁷𓂋𓄣\nnḥm,n wj mj kꜣ n {wḏw}⟨ḥw,w⟩.pl m-ḥr(,j)-jb\n\n(119) 𓎡𓇋𓇋𓈞𓏏𓏤𓃒𓏥𓉔𓂧𓂝𓇓𓅱𓂓𓂸𓃒𓈖𓋿𓅱𓏏𓃒\nky {jd,t}⟨jdr,t⟩ hd sw kꜣ-n-{ꜥw,t}⟨jdr,t⟩\n\n(120) 𓈖𓎼𓄿𓅱𓃒𓁷𓏤𓄿𓅓𓂝𓂋𓆑𓇋𓈖𓇋𓅱𓃹𓈖𓏏𓍯𓄿𓀢𓀀\nngꜣ,w ḥr ꜣm⟨m⟩ r =f jn-jw wn twꜣ\n\n(121) 𓌸𓂋𓂋𓅱𓀁𓈖𓆷𓄿𓏛𓈖𓁶𓏤𓁷𓂋𓀀𓂜𓈖𓌒𓏏𓏭𓌙𓀀𓋴𓌳𓄿𓄥𓏛\nmrr.w n šꜣ(,w) n tp-ḥr(,j) nn pḏ,tj zmꜣ\n\n(122) 𓅓𓇇𓅱𓀀𓊪𓏏𓂋𓆴𓊃𓏠𓈖𓏛𓂧𓇋𓇋𓏏𓇇𓂋𓈋𓏏\nm mḥ,w(j) ptr smn dy,t r ḏw,t\n\n(123) 𓇋𓈖𓇋𓅱𓂓𓏤𓃒𓌸𓂋𓀁𓆑𓂚𓂡𓉐𓂋𓇋𓇋𓂻𓃒𓌸𓂋𓀁𓆑\njn-jw kꜣ mri̯ =f ꜥḥꜣ pr,y mri̯ =f\n\n(124) 𓄙𓅓𓀁𓐟𓏤𓅓𓎛𓁷𓂋𓐡𓂡𓈖𓏏𓅓𓂝𓆼𓄿𓂭𓂭𓏛𓆑𓇓𓅱\nwḥm-sꜣ m ḥr,yt n,t mḫꜣ =f sw\n\n(125) 𓇋𓂋𓃹𓈖𓈖𓄣𓏤𓆑𓂋𓂚𓂡𓇋𓐛𓅓𓂝𓆓𓂧𓆑𓐍𓂋𓏏𓏛𓄣𓏤𓆑\njr wnn jb =f r ꜥḥꜣ jmi̯ ḏd =f ḫr,t-jb =f\n\n(126) 𓇋𓈖𓇋𓅱𓊹𓏤𓐍𓅓𓂜𓆷𓄿𓏏𓏛𓏥𓈖𓆑𓂋𓐍𓏛𓈖𓏏𓊪𓅱𓏇𓇋𓅓𓂝\njn-jw nṯr ḫmi̯ šꜣ.t.pl n⟨t⟩f rḫ n,t-pw mj-m\n\n(127) 𓋴𓇥𓂋⯑𓈖𓈎𓄿𓋴𓍢𓂝𓈖𓀀𓌒𓏏𓏤𓆱𓀀𓅱𓂧𓏴𓂝𓂡𓈖𓀀\nsḏr.n =⟨j⟩ qꜣs.n =j pḏ,t =j wdi̯.n =j\n\n(128) 𓂚𓅱𓌕𓏥𓀀𓂝𓈖𓀀𓊃𓈙𓂻𓈖𓃀𓅡𓎼𓇓𓅱𓈔𓀀𓊃𓄡𓎡𓂋⯑𓈖𓀀\nꜥḥꜣ,w.pl =j di̯.n =j zn n bꜣgs,w =j sẖkr.n =j\n\n(129) 𓈍𓂝𓅱𓏛𓏥𓀀𓌉𓆓𓇳𓈖𓇾𓈇𓏤𓏏𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓅯𓈉𓇍𓇋𓏏𓂻\nḫꜥ,w.pl =j ḥḏ.n tꜣ (R)tnw jji̯.t(j)\n\n(130) 𓆓𓂧𓃀𓂝𓈖𓋴𓅱𓎛𓅱𓇋𓇋𓏏𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓋴𓋴𓎛𓅱𓅯𓀁𓈖𓋴𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥\nḏdb.n =s wḥ{w}y,t.pl =s sḥwi̯.n =s ḫꜣs,t.pl\n\n(131) 𓈖𓏏𓐛𓏤𓋴𓏭𓎡𓄿𓀁𓈖𓋴𓂚𓂡𓊪𓈖𓄂𓏏𓏭𓄣𓎟𓌳𓄿𓄡𓊮\nn,t gs =sj kꜣi̯.n =s ꜥḥꜣ pn ḥꜣ,tj nb mꜣẖ\n\n(132) 𓈖𓀀𓈞𓏏𓁐𓏥𓅷𓄿𓇋𓇋𓅱𓂺𓀀𓏥𓁷𓏤𓂝𓂝𓇋𓀁𓄣𓏤\nn =j ḥm,t.pl-ṯꜣy.w.pl ḥr ꜥꜥj jb\n\n(133) 𓎟𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅪𓈖𓀀𓆓𓂧𓋴𓈖𓏥𓇋𓈖𓇋𓅱𓃹𓈖𓎡𓇋𓇋𓀀\nnb mr n =j ḏd =sn jn-jw wn ky\n\n(134) 𓈖𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂡𓀀𓂚𓂡𓂋𓆑𓊢𓂝𓈖𓇋𓆎𓅓𓄛𓏤𓆑𓈙𓈇𓈖𓃀𓈔𓆑\nnḫt ꜥḥꜣ r =f ꜥḥꜥ,n ⟨⸮jṯi̯.n?⟩ =⟨f⟩ jkm =f mjnb =f\n\n(135) 𓎛𓊪𓏏𓂘𓆑𓈖𓈖𓏏𓄓𓋴𓅱𓏭𓅱𓏏𓈔𓏤𓏥𓐍𓂋𓀒𓅓𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂻𓊃𓉐𓂋𓂻𓈖𓀀\nḥpt =f n n{t}syw,t.pl ḫr-m-ḫt {spri̯}⟨spr⟩.n =j\n\n(136) 𓈍𓂝𓅱𓏛𓏥𓆑𓂋𓂝𓈖𓀀𓏴𓈐𓁷𓂋𓀀𓂚𓅱𓌕𓏥𓆑𓊃𓊪𓊔𓈖𓂜𓏏𓏏𓅪\n⟨m⟩-{ḫꜥ,w.pl}⟨hꜣw⟩ =f rdi̯.n =j swꜣ ḥr =j ꜥḥꜣ,w.pl =f zp-n-jw,tt\n\n(137) 𓌡𓅱𓂝𓏤𓁷𓏤𓄚𓈖𓂻𓅓𓌡𓅱𓂝𓏤𓄡𓅓𓂝𓂻𓈖𓆑\nwꜥ ḥr ẖn m wꜥ {ẖmꜥ}⟨ẖꜥm⟩.n =f\n\n(138) 𓅱𓀀𓋴𓏏𓄝𓂝𓈖𓀀𓇓𓅱𓂚𓅱𓌕𓀀𓏠𓈖𓏛𓅓𓈖𓅘𓎛𓃀𓏏𓄹𓆑\nwj sti̯.n =j sw ꜥḥꜣ,w =j mn m nḥb,t =f\n\n(139) 𓋴𓃀𓎛𓄑𓀁𓈖𓆑𓐍𓂋𓀒𓈖𓆑𓁷𓏤𓆑𓈖𓂧𓂉𓆑𓊃𓐍𓂋𓀒𓂝𓈖𓀀\nsbḥ.n =f ḫr.n =f ḥr fnd =f sḫr.n =j\n\n(140) 𓈖𓇓𓅱𓈙𓈖𓃀𓈔𓆑𓅱𓂧𓏴𓈖𓀁𓈖𓀀𓇋𓍲𓈖𓈖𓀁𓀀\n{n}sw ⟨m⟩ mjnb =f wdi̯.n =j jšnn =j\n\n(141) 𓁷𓏤𓄦𓏏𓏤𓆑𓌙𓅓𓀀𓎟𓁷𓏤𓈖𓌰𓅓𓇋𓀁𓂋𓂝𓈖𓀀𓎛𓎡𓈖𓏌𓅱𓀁\nḥr jꜣ,t =f ꜥꜣm nb ḥr nmj rdi̯.n =j ḥkn,w\n\n(142) 𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓅱𓅆𓈙𓈇𓀀𓏥𓆑𓎛𓃀𓎱𓂡𓈖𓆑𓋾𓈎𓀀𓊪𓈖𓂝𓅓𓈗𓏭𓂜𓈖𓈙𓇋𓌙𓀀\nn Mnt,w mrw.pl =f ḥ(ꜣ)bi̯ n =f ḥqꜣ pn ꜥ~m~mw{y}~nn~šj\n\n(143) 𓂋𓂝𓈖𓆑𓅱𓀀𓂋𓎛𓊪𓏏𓂘𓆑𓊢𓂝𓈖𓏎𓈖𓈖𓀀𓐍𓏏𓏛𓏥𓆑\nrdi̯.n =f wj r ḥpt =f ꜥḥꜥ,n jni̯.n =j (j)ḫ,t.pl =f\n\n(144) 𓇉𓄿𓈎𓂝𓈖𓀀𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃙𓏥𓆑𓎡𓄿𓏏𓀁𓈖𓆑𓁹𓏏\nḥꜣq.n =j mnmn,t =f kꜣi̯.t.n =f jri̯.t\n\n(145) 𓋴𓏏𓂋𓀀𓁹𓈖𓀀𓋴𓏏𓂋𓆑𓎁𓏏𓂝𓈖𓀀𓈖𓏏𓏏𓅓𓇋𓌳𓄿𓅓𓉐𓆑\nst r =j jri̯.n =j st r =f jti̯.n =j n,t.t m jmꜣ =f\n\n(146) 𓎡𓆑𓋳𓂝𓈖𓀀𓂝𓆑𓄿𓇋𓇋𓉐𓆑𓉻𓂝𓄿𓏛𓈖𓇋𓅓𓎺𓏛𓈖𓅓\nkfi̯.n =j ꜥfꜣ,y =f ꜥꜣi̯.n =(j) jm wsḫ.n =(j) m\n\n### The Exile’s Prayer\n\n(147) 𓊢𓂝𓉴𓏛𓏥𓀀𓆈𓄿𓏥𓈖𓅓𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃒𓏥𓀀𓐍𓂋𓁹𓈖\nꜥḥꜥ,w.pl =j ꜥšꜣ.n =(j) m mnmn,t =j ḫr jri̯.n\n\n(148) 𓊹𓏤𓂋𓎛𓊵𓏏𓊪𓈖𓍿𓊃𓍞𓏛𓈖𓆑𓇋𓅓𓆑𓏏𓉔𓂾𓂻𓈖𓆑𓂋\nnṯr ⟨nn⟩ r ḥtp n ṯzi̯.n =f jm =f thi̯.n =f r\n\n(149) 𓎡𓏏𓈉𓏏𓏤𓇋𓅱𓏇𓈖𓇳𓄣𓏤𓆑𓇋𓂝𓈗𓅱𓂝𓂋𓂾𓂻𓅱𓂝𓂋𓂾𓂻𓀀\nk(y).t ḫꜣs,t jw mjn jb =f jꜥi̯ wꜥr wꜥr\n\n(150) 𓈖𓉔𓄿𓅱𓏛𓏥𓆑𓇋𓅱𓂸𓂋𓏏𓂭𓂭𓏛𓏥𓀀𓅓𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐\nn hꜣw =f jw mtr =j m ẖnw\n\n(151) 𓀸𓄿𓄿𓂻𓀸𓄿𓄿𓇋𓇋𓂻𓀀𓈖𓎛𓈎𓂋𓅪𓇋𓅱𓀀𓂞𓀀𓏐𓏒𓏥𓈖𓐛𓏤𓇋𓇋𓀀\nzꜣꜣ zꜣꜣ,y n ḥqr jw =j ((di̯)) =((j)) tʾ n gs,y\n\n(152) ⯑𓂋𓅱𓅱𓂻𓊃𓀀𓇾𓈇𓏤𓆑𓈖𓇉𓄿𓇋𓇋𓏏𓋳𓏥\nrww z tꜣ =f n ḥꜣ,yt\n\n(153) 𓏌𓎡𓀀𓌉𓆓𓇳𓋳𓏥𓆁𓈎𓏏𓀗𓋳𓏥\njnk ḥḏ,t pꜣq,t\n\n(154) 𓃀𓏏𓍔𓄿𓂾𓂻𓊃𓀀𓏤𓈖𓎼𓄿𓅱𓎣𓅪𓉔𓄿𓃀𓂻𓆑𓏌𓎡𓀀\nbtꜣ z n gꜣ,w hꜣb =f jnk\n\n(155) 𓆈𓄿𓏥𓌸𓂋𓏏𓀀𓁐𓏥𓏥𓄤𓆑𓂋𓉐𓀀𓅱𓊃𓐍𓎺𓏛𓊨𓏏𓉐𓀀\nꜥšꜣ mr,t.pl nfr pr(,w) =j wsḫ s,t =j\n\n(156) 𓋴𓆼𓄿𓅱𓇋𓇋𓀁𓀀𓅓𓂝𓉥𓉐𓊹𓏤𓏥𓎟𓆷𓄿𓏛𓅱𓂝𓂋𓏏𓂾𓂻𓏥\nsḫꜣ,w{y} =j m ꜥḥ nṯr{pl} nb šꜣ wꜥr,t\n\n(157) 𓏏𓈖𓎛𓊵𓏏𓊪𓎡𓂝𓎡𓅱𓀀𓂋𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓋴𓅓𓃹𓈖𓀁𓎡\ntn ḥtp =k di̯ =k wj r ẖnw smwn =k\n\n(158) 𓂋𓂋𓂝𓏏𓌳𓁹𓄿𓀀𓃀𓅱𓅨𓂋𓈙𓅱𓇳𓏤𓄣𓏤𓀀𓇋𓅓\nr rdi̯.t mꜣ =j bw wršu̯.w jb =j jm\n\n(159) 𓊪𓏏𓂋𓆴𓅨𓂋𓏏𓂋𓂝𓃀𓏏𓄏𓏛𓆞𓄿𓏏𓐎𓏥𓀀𓅓𓇾𓈇𓏤𓄟𓋴𓀔𓎡𓅱𓀀\nptr wr.t r ꜥb,t-ẖꜣ,t =j m tꜣ msi̯.kw\n\n(160) 𓇋𓅓𓆑𓅓𓂝𓇋𓂻𓅓𓐟𓏤𓊪𓅱𓆣𓂋𓊃𓊪𓊗𓄤𓆑𓂋𓂝𓈖𓀀\njm =f mj-m-sꜣ pw ḫpr zp-nfr di̯ n =j\n\n(161) 𓊹𓊵𓏏𓊪𓏛𓁹𓂋𓆑𓏇𓇋𓐍𓏏𓏛𓏥𓂋𓋴𓏠𓈖𓐍𓍊𓏛𓄖𓅱𓏭𓈖𓊃𓆑𓈖𓅪𓈖𓆑\nnṯr ḥtp jrr =f mj-(j)ḫ,t r smnḫ pḥ,wy n sfn.n =f\n\n(162) 𓄣𓏤𓆑𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅪𓈖𓂧𓈎𓂋𓂷𓂻𓈖𓆑𓂋𓋹𓈖𓐍𓁷𓏤𓈉𓏏𓏤𓇋𓈖𓏇𓈖𓇳\njb =f mr n dqr.n =f r ꜥnḫ ḥr ḫꜣs,t jn mjn\n\n(163) 𓂋𓆑𓈖𓏏𓏏𓆑𓎛𓊵𓏏𓊪𓏛𓄔𓅓𓆑𓈖𓅘𓎛𓀁𓈖𓍯𓄿𓈐𓅱𓂧𓃀𓄲𓂻𓆑𓂝𓏤𓂋\nrf n,tt =f ḥtp sḏm =f nḥ n wꜣi̯ wdb =f ꜥ r\n\n(164) 𓎛𓀗𓂝𓈖𓆑𓇾𓈇𓏤𓇋𓅓𓆑𓂋𓃀𓅱𓏎𓈖𓈖𓆑𓇓𓅱𓇋𓅓\nḥwi̯.n =f tꜣ jm =f r bw jni̯.n =f sw jm\n\n(165) 𓊵𓏏𓊪𓏛𓈖𓀀𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓈖𓆎𓏏𓊖𓏏𓏤𓋹𓈖𓐍𓀀𓅓𓊵𓏏𓊪𓏏𓏛𓏥𓆑\nḥtp n =j n(j)swt n Km,t ꜥnḫ =j m ḥtp =f\n\n(166) 𓈖𓆓𓐩𓏌𓀁𓀀𓐍𓂋𓏏𓏛𓎛𓏌𓏏𓇾𓈇𓏤𓆗𓈖𓏏𓏏𓅓𓂝𓉥𓉐𓆑𓄔𓅓𓀀\nnḏ =j ḫr,t ḥn,wt-tꜣ n,t.t m ꜥḥ =f sḏm =j\n\n(167) 𓄋𓊪𓅱𓏏𓀁𓏥𓈖𓏏𓄡𓂋𓂧𓅱𓀁𓀀𓁐𓏥𓋴𓇋𓐍𓏛𓂋𓈖𓊪𓇋𓇋𓆳𓀻𓏛\nwp,wt.pl n,t ẖrd.w.pl =s jḫ rnpi̯.y\n\n(168) 𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓀀𓈖𓏏𓏏𓆑𓇋𓄿𓅱𓀗𓉔𓄿𓅱𓂻𓅱𓎤𓍱𓅪\nḥꜥ.w.pl =j ⟨n⟩-n,tt ⟨r⟩f jꜣw hꜣi̯.w wgg\n\n(169) 𓄿𓋴𓍬𓂻𓈖𓆑𓅱𓀀𓁹𓁹𓀀𓂧𓈖𓋴𓍖𓏛𓂝𓏤𓅱𓏭𓀀𓈖𓍇𓏌𓅱𓀔\nꜣs.n =f wj jr,t.du =j dns ꜥ,wj =j nw\n\n(170) 𓂾𓂾𓀀𓆑𓐍𓈖𓍼𓂻𓋴𓈖𓏥𓌞𓋴𓂻𓄣𓏤𓅨𓂋𓂧𓀉𓏏𓎡𓈖𓂻𓅱𓀀\nrd.du =j fḫ.n =sn šms jb wrd tkn wj\n\n(171) 𓈖𓅱𓍑𓄿𓂻𓊄𓃀𓂻𓋴𓈖𓏥𓈖𓅱𓀀𓂋𓊖𓏏𓏤𓏥𓈖𓅘𓎛𓎛𓇳𓌞𓋴𓂻𓀀\nn wḏꜣ zbi̯ =sn {n}wj r nʾ,t{pl}-n,⟨t⟩-nḥḥ šms =j\n\n(172) 𓎟𓏏𓂋𓇥𓂋𓆗𓇋𓐍𓏛𓆓𓂧𓋴𓈖𓀀𓄤𓂋𓈖𓄟𓋴𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓋴𓊄𓃀𓂻𓋴\nnb,t-r-ḏr jḫ ḏd =s n =j nfr n ms,w.pl =s zbi̯ =s\n\n### The King’s Decree\n\n(173) 𓈖𓅘𓎛𓎛𓇳𓁷𓏤𓂋𓀀𓇋𓋴𓏏𓂋𓆑𓆓𓂧𓈖𓍛𓏤𓇓𓆤𓏏𓏏𓇳𓆣𓂓𓏤𓏥𓌳𓐙𓊤𓁷𓏤𓋴𓌫𓅓𓏛𓏥\nnḥḥ ḥr =j jst rf ḏd n ḥm n(j)swt-bj,t(j) Ḫpr-kꜣ{.pl}-Rꜥ(,w) mꜣꜥ-ḫrw ḥr sšm\n\n(174) 𓊪𓈖𓈖𓏏𓏭𓅱𓀀𓌨𓂋𓆑𓃹𓈖𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓉔𓄿𓃀𓂻𓆑\npn n,tj wj ẖr =f wn.jn ḥm =f hꜣb =f\n\n(175) 𓈖𓀀𓌨𓂋𓄫𓅱𓏏𓂝𓏤𓏛𓏥𓈖𓏏𓇓𓏏𓈖𓐍𓂋𓋴𓄫𓅱𓆑𓄣𓏤𓈖𓅡𓎡𓇋𓀀𓅓𓏇𓇋\nn =j ẖr ꜣw,t-ꜥ.pl n,t ḫr-n(j)swt sꜣwi̯ =f jb n bꜣk-jm mj\n\n(176) 𓋾𓈎𓄿𓀀𓈖𓈉𓏏𓏤𓎟𓏏𓇓𓏏𓈖𓄟𓊃𓅱𓁒𓀀𓁐𓏥𓈖𓏏𓏭𓅓𓂝𓉥𓉐𓆑𓁷𓏤𓂋𓂝𓏏\nḥqꜣ n ḫꜣs,t nb.t ms,w-n(j)swt.pl ((n,tj)) m ꜥḥ =((f)) ḥr rdi̯.t\n\n(177) 𓄔𓅓𓀀𓄋𓅱𓏏𓀁𓋴𓈖𓏥\nsḏm =j wp,wt.⟨pl⟩ =sn\n\n(178) 𓏇𓏏𓈖𓎗𓅱𓏛𓏎𓇋𓇋𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓁷𓏤𓏎𓈖𓏏𓆑𓂋𓆎𓏏𓊖\nmj,t(j) n wḏ,w jni̯.y n bꜣk-jm ḥr jni̯.t =f r Km,t\n\n(179) 𓅃𓋹𓄟𓅱𓏏𓏥𓅒𓋹𓄟𓅱𓏏𓏥𓇓𓆤𓏏𓏏𓇳𓆣𓂓𓇳𓅭\nḤr,w ꜥnḫ-ms,wt.pl Nb,tj ꜥnḫ-ms,wt.pl ⟨Ḥr,w-nbw⟩ ⟨ꜥnḫ-ms,wt.pl⟩ N(j)swt-bj,t(j) Ḫpr-kꜣ-Rꜥw Zꜣ-Rꜥ,w\n\n(180) 𓇋𓏠𓈖𓅓𓄂𓏏𓏤𓋹𓆓𓏏𓂋𓈖𓅘𓎛𓎛𓇳𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓎗𓅱𓏛𓈖𓌞𓅱𓂻𓀀𓅭𓈖𓉔𓏏𓆭𓆱𓉐𓀀\n{Jmn-m-ḥꜣ,t}⟨Z-n-wsr,t⟩ ꜥnḫ ḏ,t r-nḥḥ wḏ,w-n(j)swt n šms,w Zꜣ-nh,t\n\n(181) 𓅓𓂝𓎡𓏎𓈖𓏏𓈖𓎡𓎗𓅱𓏛𓊪𓈖𓈖𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓂋𓂋𓂝𓏏𓂋𓐍𓏛𓎡𓈖𓏏𓏏𓄲𓂻𓈖𓎡𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏤𓏥\nmk jni̯ =t(w) n =k wḏ,w pn n n(j)swt r rdi̯.t rḫ =k n,tt dbn.n =k ḫꜣs,t.pl\n\n(182) 𓉐𓂋𓏏𓂻𓅓𓐪𓂧𓅓𓂝𓈉𓂋𓏏𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓅮𓈉𓏏𓏤𓂝𓂝𓏏𓅱𓈉𓏏𓏤𓈖𓈉𓏏𓏤𓌨𓂋𓉲𓏛\npri̯.t(j) m Q~d~⟨nw⟩~m r (R)tn,w dd tw ḫꜣs,t n ḫꜣs,t ẖr zḥ\n\n(183) 𓈖𓄣𓏤𓎡𓈖𓎡𓊪𓏏𓂋𓆴𓁹𓏏𓈖𓎡𓁹𓏏𓅱𓂋𓎡𓂜𓅱𓉻𓂝𓄿𓀁𓎡𓍙𓂡𓏏𓅱𓌃𓂧𓅱𓀁𓎡\nn jb =k n =k ptr jri̯.t.n =k jri̯ =tw r =k n wꜥꜣ =k ḫsf =tw mdw =k\n\n(184) 𓂜𓌃𓂧𓅱𓀁𓎡𓅓𓋴𓎛𓉲𓏛𓈖𓋴𓂋𓅱𓀔𓀀𓏥𓇋𓏏𓈖𓂡𓏏𓅱𓋭𓊃𓅱𓏛𓏥𓎡\nn mdwi̯ =k m sḥ n sr.w.pl jtn =tw ṯz,w =k\n\n(185) 𓊃𓐍𓂋𓏛𓊪𓈖𓏎𓈖𓈖𓆑𓄣𓏤𓎡𓂜𓈖𓏏𓆑𓅓𓄣𓏤𓂋𓎡𓊪𓏏𓇯𓎡𓏏𓈖𓈖𓏏𓏏𓅓𓉥𓉐\nsḫr =⟨k⟩ pn jni̯.n =f jb =k n ntf m jb =⟨j⟩ r =k p,t =k tn n,t.t m ꜥḥ\n\n(186) 𓏠𓈖𓏛𓋴𓌗𓂡𓋴𓅓𓏇𓈖𓇳𓂧𓊪𓏏𓋴𓁶𓏤𓋴𓅓𓇓𓏏𓈖𓇋𓇋𓏏𓏛𓏥𓈖𓏏𓇾𓈇𓏤𓄟𓅱𓁑𓀀𓁐𓏥𓋴\nmn =s rwḏ =s m-mjn ⟨mj⟩ {dp}⟨tp⟩,t =s ⟨ꜥ⟩ m nsw,yt n,t tꜣ ms,w.pl =s\n\n(187) 𓅓𓂝𓄚𓈖𓏌𓏏𓍖𓉐𓎝𓎛𓏛𓎡𓀻𓋴𓋴𓏛𓏥𓈖𓂝𓂝𓋴𓈖𓏥𓈖𓎡𓋹𓈖𓐍𓎡𓅓𓄫𓅱𓏏𓋴𓈖𓏥\nm ꜥ-ẖnw,tj wꜣḥ =k špss.pl n dd =sn n =k ꜥnḫ =k m ꜣw,t-⟨ꜥ⟩.pl =sn\n\n(188) 𓁹𓈖𓎡𓂻𓅱𓏏𓂋𓆎𓏏𓊖𓌳𓁹𓄿𓎡𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓆣𓂋𓈖𓎡𓇋𓅓𓆑𓊃𓈖𓂉𓀁𓎡𓇾𓈇𓏤𓂋\njri̯ n =k jwi̯.t r Km,t mꜣ =k ẖnw ḫpr.n =k jm =f sn =k tꜣ r\n\n(189) 𓂋𓅱𓏏𓏭𓇯𓅨𓂋𓏏𓏭𓇯𓎸𓅓𓏛𓎡𓅓𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅱𓀻𓀀𓏥𓇋𓅱𓏇𓈖𓇳𓇋𓋴\nrw,tj-wr,tj ẖnm =k m smr.w.pl jw mjn js\n\n(190) 𓆷𓄿𓂝𓏛𓈖𓎡𓏏𓈖𓇋𓀗𓆑𓐍𓍼𓂻𓈖𓎡𓃀𓅡𓄿𓄿𓅱𓏏𓂺𓋴𓆼𓄿𓀁𓈖𓎡𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤\nšꜣꜥ.n =k tnj fḫ.n =k bꜣꜣ,wt sḫꜣ.n =k hrw\n\n(191) 𓈖𓈎𓂋𓊃𓀾𓂡𓊄𓃀𓏏𓂻𓂋𓇋𓌳𓐍𓄪𓏤𓐣𓂝𓏏𓅱𓈖𓎡𓆼𓄿𓅱𓏭𓇰𓅓𓋴𓆑𓏏𓏊𓏤𓏥\nn qrs zbi̯.t r jmꜣḫ wḏꜥ =tw n =k ḫꜣwy m sft\n\n(192) 𓅱𓏏𓍔𓄿𓅱𓋳𓏤𓏥𓅓𓂝𓏤𓅱𓏭𓏏𓍔𓄿𓇋𓇋𓏏𓆗𓁹𓏏𓅱𓈖𓎡𓌞𓋴𓂻𓅱𓍑𓄿𓂻𓇳𓏤\nwtꜣ.w.pl m ꜥ.wj Tꜣy,t jri̯ =tw n =k šms-wḏꜣ hrw\n\n(193) 𓄥𓄿𓂝𓇾𓈇𓏤𓅱𓇋𓀾𓅓𓋞𓈒𓏥𓁶𓏤𓅓𓐍𓊃𓃀𓂧𓈒𓏥𓊪𓏏𓇯𓁷𓏤𓂋𓎡𓂝𓏏𓅓\nzmꜣ-tꜣ wj m nbw tp m ḫsbd p,t ḥr =k di̯.t(j) m\n\n(194) 𓄟𓋴𓏏𓊪𓏏𓆱𓃒𓏤𓏥𓁷𓏤𓇋𓏏𓎛𓂝𓎡𓇗𓂝𓅱𓀁𓀀𓏥𓌨𓂋𓄂𓏏𓏤𓎡𓁹𓏏𓅱𓐍𓃀𓃀𓀤\nmstp,t jḥ.pl ḥr jtḥ =k šmꜥ,w.pl ẖr-ḥꜣ,t =k jri̯ =tw ḫbb\n\n(195) 𓈖𓈖𓇋𓇋𓅱𓀉𓀀𓏥𓂋𓂋𓏤𓇋𓇩𓋴𓉐𓎡𓈖𓇋𓋴𓀁𓏏𓅱𓈖𓎡𓂧𓃀𓎛𓏏𓄑𓏥𓎛𓊵𓏏𓊪𓏒𓏥𓋴𓆑𓏏𓌪𓂝𓏏𓅱\nnn,yw.pl r-rʾ js =k njs =tw n =k dbḥ,t.pl-ḥtp.pl sft =tw\n\n(196) 𓂋𓂋𓏤𓂝𓃀𓄿𓅱𓌂𓊌𓏥𓎡𓉺𓏤𓏥𓎡𓐍𓂝𓊃𓅱𓏛𓅓𓊌𓏥𓌉𓆓𓇳𓅓𓈎𓄿𓃀𓄲𓏛\nr-rʾ ꜥbꜣ.w.pl =k jwn.pl =k ḫwzi̯.w m jnr-ḥḏ m-qꜣb ⟨mr.w.pl⟩\n\n(197) 𓇓𓄟𓋴𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓂜𓈖𓃹𓈖𓅓𓏏𓀏𓎡𓁷𓏤𓈉𓏏𓏤𓂜𓈖𓃀𓋴𓆟𓏏𓅱𓌙𓅓𓅱𓀀𓏥𓂜𓈖\nms,w-n(j)swt nn-wn m(w)t =k ḥr ḫꜣs,t nn bsi̯ tw ꜥꜣm.w.pl nn\n\n(198) 𓂞𓏏𓎡𓅓𓇋𓆛𓈖𓌰𓅓𓁸𓈖𓊃𓂋𓃝𓁹𓏏𓅱𓇥𓂋𓊅𓎡𓇋𓅱𓈖𓄿𓄫𓅱𓂋𓎛𓏏𓀗𓂝\ndi̯.t(w) =k m jnm n zr ⟨nn⟩ jri̯ =tw ḏr(j) =k jw nꜣ ⟨r⟩-ꜣw ⟨wr⟩ r ḥwi̯.t\n\n(199) 𓇾𓈇𓏤𓎔𓂝𓀁𓁷𓏤𓆼𓄿𓏏𓐎𓏥𓂻𓅱𓏏𓎡𓄭𓂋𓂻𓈖𓎗𓅱𓏛𓊪𓈖𓂋𓀀𓊢𓂝𓂻𓎡𓅱𓀀𓅓\ntꜣ mḥi̯ ḥr ḫꜣ,t =⟨k⟩ jwi̯.t =k spr.n wḏ,w pn r =j ꜥḥꜥ.kw m\n\n### Sinuhe’s Reply\n\n(200) 𓁷𓂋𓄣𓅱𓎛𓅱𓏏𓌙𓀀𓁐𓏥𓀀𓄞𓂧𓂝𓈖𓏏𓆑𓈖𓀀𓂝𓈖𓅱𓀀𓁷𓏤𓄡𓏏𓏤𓀀𓂧𓏇𓇋𓂢𓈖𓀀𓊃𓅭𓄿𓏏𓅱𓈇𓏤\nḥr,j-jb wḥ{w}y,t =j šdi̯.n.tw =f n =j di̯.n =(j) wj ḥr ẖ,t =j dmj.n =j zꜣt,w\n\n(201) 𓂝𓈖𓀀𓇓𓅱𓊃𓈙𓂻𓁷𓏤𓍲𓈖𓃀𓇋𓇋𓁸𓀀𓄲𓂻𓈖𓈖𓀀𓂝𓆑𓄿𓇋𓇋𓉐𓀀𓁷𓏤𓈖𓉔𓅓𓀁\ndi̯.n =j sw zš ḥr šnb,{y}⟨t⟩ =j dbn.n =j ꜥfꜣ,y =j ḥr nhm\n\n(202) 𓂋𓆓𓂧𓁹𓏏𓅱𓇑𓇑𓏇𓇋𓅓𓂝𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓏏𓉔𓂾𓂻𓈖𓄣𓏤𓆑𓂋𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥𓇥𓂋𓇥𓂋𓇋𓇋𓏏𓀔𓏤𓏥𓐍𓂋\nr-ḏd jri̯ =tw nn mj-m n bꜣk-⟨jm⟩ thi̯.n jb =f r ḫꜣs,t.pl ḏrḏr.yt.pl ḫr\n\n(203) 𓈞𓅓𓂝𓄤𓆑𓂋𓎝𓎛𓏛𓄣𓏤𓈖𓈞𓅓𓂝𓅱𓀀𓅓𓂝𓅓𓏏𓀏𓇋𓅱𓂓𓏤𓎡𓂋𓂋𓂝𓏏𓁹𓇋𓇋𓀀\nḥm nfr wꜣḥ-jb nḥm wj m-ꜥ m(w)t jw kꜣ =k r rdi̯.t jri̯.y =j\n\n(204) 𓄖𓅱𓏭𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓀀𓅓𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓏇𓏏𓈖𓋴𓏇𓇋𓀁𓈖𓎗𓅱𓏛𓊪𓈖𓅡𓎡𓈖𓂝𓉥𓉐𓅭𓈖𓉔𓏏𓆭𓆱𓀀\npḥ,wj ḥꜥ,(w) =j m ẖnw mj,t(j) n smj n wḏ,w pn bꜣk ꜥḥ Zꜣ-nh,t\n\n(205) 𓆓𓂧𓅓𓎛𓊵𓏏𓊪𓄤𓆑𓂋𓅨𓂋𓏏𓂋𓐍𓏏𓏛𓅱𓂝𓂋𓏏𓂾𓏏𓈖𓁹𓏏𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓅓𓐍𓅓𓂜𓆑𓇋𓈖\nḏd m-ḥtp nfr wr,t r-(j)ḫ,t wꜥr,t tn jri̯.t.n bꜣk-jm m ḫm =f jn\n\n(206) 𓂓𓅆𓎡𓊹𓄤𓎟𓇾𓇾𓈇𓈇𓌸𓂋𓅱𓀁𓂋𓂝𓇳𓀭𓎛𓎿𓋴𓅱𓀁𓏠𓈖𓏏𓅱𓅆𓎟𓌀𓏏𓈈𓇋𓏠𓈖𓅆\nkꜣ =k nṯr-nfr nb-tꜣ.du mri̯.w Rꜥ(,w) ḥzi̯.w Mnt,w nb-Wꜣs,t Jmn\n\n(207) 𓎟𓎼𓏏𓏤𓇾𓇾𓈇𓈇𓆊𓅆𓂋𓂝𓇳𓀭𓅃𓀭𓉗𓁷𓂋𓁥𓍃𓅓𓀭𓎛𓈖𓂝𓄦𓏏𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓊹𓊹𓊹𓆑\nnb-ns,t-tꜣ.du Sbk-Rꜥ(,w) Ḥr,w Ḥw,t-Ḥr,w (J)tm(,w) ḥnꜥ Psḏ,t =f\n\n(208) 𓇮𓅱𓀭𓄤𓆑𓂋𓅢𓀭𓋴𓅓𓋴𓂋𓅱𓀭𓅃𓋁𓃀𓏏𓏭𓈉𓀭𓎟𓏏𓇋𓐛𓅓𓎛𓏏𓆗𓎸𓅓𓏛𓋴\nSpd,w nfr-bꜣ,w smsr,w Ḥr,w-jꜣb,tj Nb,t-jm{ḥ},t ẖnm =s ⟨m⟩\n\n(209) 𓁶𓏤𓎡𓍑𓍑𓏌𓏏𓐖𓀀𓏥𓁶𓏤𓊪𓏏𓈖𓍇𓏌𓅱𓈗⯑𓀭𓅃𓀭𓁷𓂋𓄣𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥𓅨𓂋𓂋𓏏𓀭𓎟𓏏𓊪𓃹𓈖𓏏𓈉\ntp =k ḏꜣḏꜣ,t tp(,j).t nw Mnw-Ḥr,w ḥr(,j)-jb ḫꜣs,t.pl Wrr,t-nb,t-Pwn,t\n\n(210) 𓏌𓏏𓇯𓀭𓅃𓀗𓂋𓂝𓇳𓏤𓀭𓊹𓊹𓊹𓎟𓅱𓇾𓈇𓏤𓌸𓂋𓇋𓆳𓈉\nNw,t Ḥr,w-wr-Rꜥ(,w) nṯr.pl nb.w⟨.pl⟩ Tꜣ-mrj\n\n(211) 𓈀𓈇𓏤𓏥𓏌𓏤𓇅𓆓𓅨𓂋𓈘𓂞𓋴𓈖𓏥𓋹𓌀𓂋𓂉𓎡𓎸𓅓𓏛𓋴𓈖𓏥𓏏𓅱𓅓𓄫𓅱𓏏𓂝𓏤𓋴𓈖𓏥\njw.pl n,w wꜣḏ-wr di̯ =sn ꜥnḫ wꜣs r fnḏ =k ẖnm =sn tw m ꜣw,t-ꜥ.⟨pl⟩ =sn\n\n(212) 𓂝𓋴𓈖𓏥𓈖𓎡𓈖𓅘𓎛𓎛𓇳𓏤𓂜𓈖𓇥𓂋𓃭𓅱𓈐𓆑𓆓𓏏𓇾𓂜𓈖𓎛𓆰𓈖𓏏𓏭𓈐𓋴𓄙𓅓𓀁𓅾𓀁𓎡\ndi̯ =sn n =k nḥḥ nn ḏrw =f ḏ,t nn ḥn,tj =s wḥm snḏ =k\n\n(213) 𓅓𓇾𓇾𓇾𓈇𓏥𓈇𓏥𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏤𓏥𓅱𓂝𓆑𓂡𓈖𓎡𓍲𓈖𓈖𓏏𓂻𓇋𓏏𓈖𓇳𓏤𓈖𓅘𓎛𓀁𓊪𓅱𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓\nm tꜣ.pl ḫꜣs,t.pl wꜥf.n =k šnn.t-jtn nḥ pw n bꜣk-jm\n\n(214) 𓈖𓎟𓅆𓆑𓄞𓂧𓂝𓅓𓋀𓏏𓈉𓎟𓋷𓀁𓋷𓀁𓂋𓐍𓏏𓅚𓀀𓁐𓏥𓏥𓋷𓀁𓆑\nn nb =f šdi̯ ⟨sw⟩ m jmn,t⟨t⟩ nb-sjꜣ sjꜣ rḫ,yt.pl sjꜣ =f\n\n(215) 𓅓𓍛𓏤𓈖𓍉𓊃𓉐𓃹𓈖𓏏𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓅾𓀁𓆓𓂧𓋴𓏏𓇋𓅱𓏇𓇋𓐍𓏏𓏛𓏥𓉻𓂝𓄿𓏛\nm ḥm n stp-zꜣ wn.t bꜣk-jm snḏ ḏd st jw mj (j)ḫ,t ꜥꜣi̯\n\n(216) 𓄙𓅓𓀁𓋴𓏏𓊹𓉻𓂝𓄿𓏛𓏇𓏏𓅱𓏛𓂋𓂝𓇳𓏤𓀭𓁷𓏤𓊃𓈙𓋴𓐟𓄿𓄃𓏛𓅡𓎡𓂝𓈖𓆑\nwḥm st nṯr-ꜥꜣ mj,tw Rꜥ(,w) ḥr sšsꜣ bꜣk n =f\n\n(217) 𓆓𓊃𓆑𓇋𓅱𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓅓𓂝𓈖𓆓𓐩𓏌𓀁𓂋𓏤𓁷𓂋𓏤𓂋𓆑𓂝𓏏𓅱𓄿𓌨𓂋𓋴𓐍𓂋𓀁𓆑𓇋𓅱𓍛𓏤𓎡\nḏs =f jw bꜣk-jm m ꜥ nḏ-rʾ ḥr{r} =f di̯ =tw ⟨n⟩ꜣ ẖr sḫr =f jw ḥm =k\n\n(218) 𓅓𓅃𓀭𓎁𓏏𓂝𓈖𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂡𓂝𓏤𓅱𓏭𓎡𓂋𓇾𓇾𓇾𓈇𓈇𓈇𓎟𓅱𓏭\nm Ḥr,w jṯi̯ nḫt ꜥ,wj =k r tꜣ.pl nb.w.pl\n\n(219) 𓎗𓅱𓏛𓎼𓂋𓏏𓍛𓏤𓎡𓂋𓂝𓏏𓏎𓈖𓏏𓆑𓅓𓂝𓎡𓇋𓌙𓀀𓅓𓐪𓂧𓅓𓂝𓈉𓏃𓈖𓏏𓅂𓇋𓂝𓅱𓈙𓌙𓀏\nwḏ gr,t ḥm =k rdi̯.t jni̯ =t{f}⟨w⟩ Mkj⟨m⟩ m Q~d~⟨nw⟩~m Ḫntw-j-ꜥ-w-š\n\n(220) 𓅓𓏃𓈖𓏏𓂉𓉐𓎡𓈙𓅱𓌙𓈉𓏠𓈖𓏌𓅱𓋴𓌙𓀀\nm ḫnt(,j) K-š-w (J)-mn-nw-s\n\n(221) 𓅓𓇾𓇾𓈇𓈇𓆑𓈖𓐍𓅱𓍼𓏥𓌙𓈎𓄿𓅱𓀀𓏥𓊪𓅱𓂸𓏏𓂋𓅱𓂭𓂭𓏛𓀀𓏥𓂋𓈖𓏌𓅱𓏤𓏥\nm tꜣ.{du}⟨pl⟩ Fnḫ.w.pl ḥqꜣ.w.pl pw mtr.w.pl rn.w.pl =⟨sn⟩\n\n(222) 𓆣𓂋𓏥𓅓𓌸𓂋𓅱𓏏𓀁𓏥𓎡𓂜𓈖𓊃𓆼𓄿𓀁𓏏𓈖𓏌𓅱𓌙𓅯𓈉𓈖𓎡𓇋𓅓𓋴𓏇𓏏𓏏𓏛\nḫpr.pl m mrw,t =k nn sḫꜣ (R)tnw n =k-jm(,j) s(j) mj,tt\n\n(223) 𓍿𓊃𓅓𓅱𓄛𓏤𓏥𓎡𓇋𓋴𓅱𓂝𓂋𓏏𓂾𓏤𓏥𓏏𓈖𓁹𓏏𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓂜𓐍𓂸𓏏𓏥𓏛𓋴𓂜𓈖\nṯzm.w.pl =k js wꜥr,t tn jri̯.t.n bꜣk-⟨jm⟩ n ḫmt =⟨j⟩ s(j) nn\n\n(224) 𓋴𓅓𓄣𓏤𓀀𓂜𓈎𓅓𓂧𓀁𓀀𓋴𓂜𓂋𓐍𓏛𓀀𓃛𓂧𓅱𓂻𓀀𓂋𓊨𓏏𓉐𓇋𓅱𓏇𓇋\ns(j) m jb =j n qmd =j s(j) n rḫ =j jwd wj r s,t =⟨j⟩ jw mj\n\n(225) 𓋴𓌫𓅓𓏛𓂋𓋴𓅱𓏏𓍞𓁹𓏇𓇋𓌳𓁹𓄿𓄿𓇓𓅱𓇋𓂧𓎛𓇋𓇋𓇇𓀀𓅓\nsšm-rs,wt mj mꜣꜣ sw jdḥ,y m\n\n(226) 𓍋𓃀𓅱𓎶𓈉𓊃𓀀𓏤𓈖𓆼𓄿𓏏𓈇𓏤𓅓𓇾𓈇𓏤𓐮𓏏𓏭𓈉𓈉𓂜𓅾𓀁𓂜\nꜢbw z n ḫꜣ,t m Tꜣ-ztj n snḏ =⟨j⟩ n\n\n(227) 𓊃𓐍𓊃𓏏𓂻𓏏𓅓𓐟𓏤𓀀𓂜𓄔𓅓𓀀𓋭𓊃𓏛𓎛𓅨𓂋𓅱𓅪𓂜𓄔𓅓𓏏𓅱𓂋𓈖𓀀\nzḫz =t(w) m-sꜣ =j n sḏm =j ṯ(ꜣ)z-ḥwrw n sḏm =tw rn =j\n\n(228) 𓅓𓂋𓏤𓄙𓅓𓅱𓀁𓄋𓊪𓅱𓏴𓁷𓏤𓈖𓆑𓈖𓆓𓂧𓆑𓅪𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓀀𓂋𓂧𓂾𓂾𓀀\nm rʾ wḥm,w wpw-ḥr nf n ḏdf ḥꜥ(,w).pl =j rd.du =j\n\n(229) 𓁷𓏤𓉔𓅱𓉔𓅱𓂻𓄣𓏤𓀀𓁷𓏤𓐍𓂋𓊪𓂝𓀀𓊹𓆷𓄿𓏛𓅱𓂝𓂋𓏏𓂾𓏏𓈖\nḥr hwhw jb =j ḥr ḫrp =j nṯr šꜣ wꜥr,t tn\n\n(230) 𓁷𓏤𓋴𓏏𓍔𓄿𓍬𓂻𓋴𓂻𓀀𓂜𓏌𓎡𓀀𓇋𓋴𓈎𓄿𓀠𓐟𓏤𓏃𓈖𓏏𓅾𓀁𓊃𓀀𓏤𓂋𓐍𓏛\nḥr stꜣ{s} =j n jnk js qꜣ-sꜣ ḫnt snḏ z rḫ\n\n(231) 𓇾𓈇𓏤𓆑𓂝𓈖𓂋𓂝𓇳𓏤𓀭𓅾𓀁𓎡𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂻𓇾𓈇𓏤𓎛𓁷𓂋𓐡𓂡𓎡𓅓𓈉𓏏𓏤\ntꜣ =f di̯.n Rꜥ(,w) snḏ =k ḫt tꜣ ḥr,⟨yt⟩ =k m ḫꜣs,t\n\n(232) 𓎟𓏏𓅓𓂝𓅱𓀀𓅓𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓅓𓂝𓅱𓀀𓅓𓊨𓏏𓉐𓏏𓈖𓈖𓏏𓎡𓇋𓋴𓎛𓃀𓋴𓋳\nnb.t m wj m ẖnw m wj m s,t tn ntk js ḥbs\n\n(233) 𓈌𓏏𓉐𓏏𓈖𓅱𓃀𓈖𓇳𓇋𓏏𓈖𓇳𓏤𓈖𓌸𓂋𓏏𓀁𓎡𓈗𓅓𓇋𓏏𓂋𓅱𓈙𓏥𓋴𓅨𓂋𓇋𓏏𓀁𓆑\nꜣḫ,t tn wbn jtn n mrw,t =k mw m jtr,w sw{r}j.t(w) =f\n\n(234) 𓌸𓂋𓀁𓎡𓊡𓅱𓅓𓊪𓏏𓇯𓐍𓈖𓌰𓅓𓏏𓂉𓀁𓆑𓆓𓂧𓎡𓇋𓅱𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓂋𓋴𓎗𓆓𓏏𓏛\nmri̯ =k ṯꜣw m p,t ḫnm.t(w) =f ḏd =k jw bꜣk-jm r swḏ.t ⟨n⟩\n\n(235) 𓅷𓏏𓏤𓀀𓁐𓏥𓀀𓁹𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓅓𓊨𓏏𓉐𓏏𓈖\nṯꜣ,t.pl ={j}⟨f⟩ jri̯.n bꜣk-jm m s,t tn\n\n(236) 𓁹𓂋𓍛𓏤𓎡𓅓𓌸𓂋𓏏𓀁𓆑𓋹𓈖𓐍𓏏𓅱𓅓𓊡𓅱𓈖𓂞𓂞𓎡\njrr ḥm =k m mr(w.)t =f ꜥnḫ =tw m ṯꜣw n dd =k\n\n(237) 𓌸𓂋𓀁𓇳𓏤𓀭𓅃𓀭𓉗𓁷𓂋𓁥𓆑𓈖𓂧𓂉𓎡𓊪𓅱𓀻𓋴𓋴𓏛𓌸𓂋𓂋𓅱𓀁\nmri̯⟨.w⟩ Rꜥ,w Ḥr,w Ḥw,t-Ḥr,w fnd =k pw špss mrr.w\n\n### The Journey Home\n\n(238) 𓏠𓈖𓏏𓅱𓅆𓎟𓌀𓏏𓊖𓋹𓈖𓐍𓆑𓆓𓏏𓇾𓂋𓂝𓏏𓁹𓇋𓇋𓀀𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤𓅓𓇋𓄿𓄿𓆰𓈉\nMnt,w nb-wꜣs,t ꜥnḫ =f ḏ,t ⟨jwi̯.t⟩ ⟨pw⟩ ⟨jri̯.y⟩ ⟨r⟩ ⟨bꜣk-jm⟩ rdi̯⟨.jn⟩ =t(w) jri̯.y =j hrw 1 m Jꜣꜣ\n\n(239) 𓁷𓏤𓋴𓎗𓆓𓏏𓏛𓐍𓏏𓏛𓏥𓀀𓈖𓄟𓋴𓅱𓁑𓀀𓁐𓏥𓀀𓅭𓀀𓀀𓀗𓀀𓅓𓐟𓏤𓅱𓎛𓇋𓇋𓏏𓌙𓀀𓏥𓀀\nḥr swḏ.t (j)ḫ,t.pl =j n ms,w.pl =j zꜣ =((j)) wr m-sꜣ wḥy,t =j\n\n(240) 𓀀𓐍𓏏𓏛𓏥𓀀𓎟𓏏𓅓𓂝𓆑𓆓𓏏𓇾𓀀𓁐𓏥𓀀𓏠𓈖𓏠𓈖𓏏𓃙𓏥𓀀\n={j} (j)ḫ,t =j nb.t m-ꜥ =f ḏ,t.pl =j mnmn,t =j\n\n(241) 𓎟𓏏𓂧𓈎𓂋𓂷𓈒𓏥𓀀𓆱𓏏𓏤𓀀𓎟𓃀𓈖𓂋𓇋𓇜𓂻𓅱𓏏𓊪𓅱𓁹𓈖𓅡𓎡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓅓𓏃𓈖𓏏𓇋𓇋𓏏𓊛\nnb.t dqr.pl =j ḫt =j nb bn{r}j jwi̯.t pw jri̯.n bꜣk-jm m-ḫnt,yt\n\n(242) 𓎛𓂧𓃀𓂻𓈖𓀀𓁷𓏤𓅃𓈐𓈉𓏥𓋭𓊃𓅱𓂡𓀀𓇋𓅓𓈖𓏏𓏭𓅓𓐟𓏤𓄲𓏏𓏤𓂡𓀀𓏥\nḥdb.n =j ḥr wꜣ,t-Ḥr,w.pl ṯ(ꜣ)z,w jm n,tj m-sꜣ pẖr,t\n\n(243) 𓉔𓄿𓃀𓂻𓆑𓄋𓊪𓅱𓏏𓀁𓂋𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐𓂋𓂋𓂝𓏏𓂋𓐍𓏛𓏏𓅱𓂋𓂝𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑\nhꜣb =f wpw,t r ẖnw r rdi̯.t rḫ =tw ⟨n,tt⟩ ⟨wj⟩ ⟨jji̯.kw⟩ rdi̯.jn ḥm =f\n\n(244) 𓂻𓅱𓏏𓅓𓂋𓇏𓏏𓅂𓀀𓏥𓏠𓈖𓐍𓍊𓏛𓈖𓇓𓏏𓈖𓉐𓊢𓂝𓅱𓊛𓏤𓏥𓅓𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂻𓆑\njwi̯.t (j)m(,j)-rʾ-sḫ,tjw.pl mnḫ n pr-n(j)swt ꜥḥꜥ.w.pl m-ḫt =f\n\n(245) 𓌨𓂋𓄫𓅱𓏏𓂝𓏤𓈖𓏏𓇓𓏏𓈖𓐍𓂋𓈖𓋴𓄝𓅂𓌙𓀀𓏥𓂻𓅱𓀀𓏥𓅓𓐟𓏤𓀀𓁷𓏤𓊄𓃀𓏏𓂻𓀀𓂋𓅃𓈐𓏥\n⟨ꜣtp.w⟩ ẖr ꜣw,t-ꜥ⟨.pl⟩ n,t ḫr-n(j)swt ((n)) St,tjw.pl jwi̯.w m-sꜣ =j ḥr zbi̯.t =j r wꜣ,t-Ḥr,w.pl\n\n(246) 𓂧𓅓𓌪𓀁𓈖𓀀𓌡𓅱𓂝𓀀𓇋𓅓𓎟𓅓𓂋𓈖𓆑𓆑𓊏𓊪𓂝𓈖𓀀𓀋𓂝𓈖𓀀\ndm.n =j wꜥ jm nb m rn =f ={f} šzp.n =j ⟨wꜣ,t⟩ fꜣi̯.n =j\n\n(247) 𓊡𓅱𓈙𓃀𓃀𓏴𓂝𓂝𓏏𓐍𓂡𓁶𓏤𓌳𓐙𓂝𓆀𓀀𓂋𓄖𓏏𓂻𓀀𓂧𓏇𓇋𓈇𓏤𓈖𓎁𓏏𓅱𓂡𓀗\nṯꜣw ⟨nꜥi̯.t⟩ ⟨pw⟩ ⟨jri̯.n⟩ ⟨bꜣk-jm⟩ ⟨m-ḫnt,yt⟩ ⟨jw⟩ ⟨wdp,w⟩ ⟨nb⟩ ⟨ḥr⟩ ⟨jr,t⟩ =⟨f⟩ šbb ꜥtḫ tp-mꜣꜥ =j r pḥ.t =j dmj n Jti̯-⟨tꜣ.du⟩\n\n(248) 𓌉𓆓𓇳𓈖𓂋𓆑𓇾𓈇𓏤𓇼𓄿𓇳𓊗𓏭𓇋𓅱𓂻𓅱𓇋𓄿𓈙𓀁𓈖𓀀𓊃𓀀𓎆𓅓𓂻𓅱𓏏𓊃𓀀𓎆𓅓\nḥḏ.n rf tꜣ dwꜣ(,w) zp-sn,wj jw jwi̯ jꜣš n =j z 10 m jwi̯.t z 10 m\n\n(249) 𓈝𓅓𓏏𓂻𓁷𓏤𓍬𓂻𓀀𓂋𓂝𓉥𓉐𓂧𓉔𓁶𓏤𓈖𓀀𓇾𓈇𓏤𓏶𓅓𓏏𓊏𓊪𓅱𓀗𓂝\nšmi̯.t ḥr stꜣ =j r ꜥḥ dh⟨n⟩.n =j tꜣ jmj-t(w) šzp,w.pl\n\n(250) 𓇓𓄟𓋴𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓊢𓂝𓂻𓅓𓅱𓂸𓏥𓉐𓁷𓏤𓁹𓏏𓍙𓅱𓂻𓀀𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅱𓀻𓀀𓏥\nms,w-n(j)swt.pl ꜥḥꜥ m wmt ḥr jri̯.t ḫsf,w =j smr.w\n\n(251) 𓋴𓏏𓍔𓄿𓅱𓍬𓂻𓀀𓏥𓂋𓍯𓄿𓐍𓇇𓉐𓁷𓏤𓂋𓂝𓏏𓀀𓁷𓏤𓈐𓏏𓏤𓂝𓄚𓈖𓏌𓏏𓍘𓉐\nstꜣ.w.pl ⟨wj⟩ r wꜣḫ⟨j⟩ ḥr rdi̯.t =j ḥr wꜣ,t ꜥ-ẖnw,tj\n\n### Before the King\n\n(252) 𓅠𓅓𓈖𓀀𓍛𓏤𓆑𓁷𓏤𓊨𓏏𓉐𓅨𓂋𓏏𓉐𓈖𓏏𓌀𓅓𓋞𓈒𓏥𓃹𓈖𓎡𓀀𓂋𓆑\ngmi̯.n =j ḥm =f ḥr s,t-wr.t n,t ḏꜥm ⟨m⟩ ⟨ꜥ-ẖnw,tj⟩ wn.kj rf\n\n(253) 𓂧𓃹𓈖𓂻𓎡𓅱𓀀𓁷𓏤𓄡𓏏𓀀𓐍𓅓𓂜𓈖𓅱𓀀𓅓𓃀𓅡𓄿𓎛𓂺𓏛𓆑𓊹𓊪𓈖\ndwn.kw ḥr ẖ,t =j ḫmi̯.n =(j) wj m-bꜣḥ =f nṯr pn\n\n(254) 𓁷𓏤𓅱𓄞𓂧𓀁𓀀𓐍𓈖𓌰𓅓𓅱𓂉𓇋𓅱𓀀𓏇𓇋𓊃𓀀𓏤𓎁𓏏𓅱𓂡𓅓𓂝𓐍𓐍𓅱𓇰\nḥr wšd =j ḫnm,w jw =j mj z jti̯.w m ꜥḫḫ,w\n\n(255) 𓊸𓅡𓀏𓀀𓊄𓅱𓅪𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓀀𓄿𓂧𓅱𓂻𓄂𓏏𓏭𓄣𓀀𓂜𓈖𓏏𓆑𓅓𓄡𓏏𓀀𓂋𓐍𓏛𓀀\nbꜣ =j zbi̯.w ḥꜥ(,w).pl =j ꜣd.w ḥꜣ,tj =j n ntf m ẖ,t =j ⟨n⟩ rḫ =j\n\n(256) 𓋹𓈖𓐍𓂋𓅓𓏏𓀏𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓈖𓌡𓅱𓂝𓏤𓅓𓇑𓇑𓈖𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅱𓀢𓀀𓏥𓍿𓊃𓍞𓂝\nꜥnḫ r mt ḏd.jn ḥm =f n wꜥ m nn n smr.w.pl ṯzi̯\n\n(257) 𓇓𓅱𓇋𓐛𓅓𓂝𓌃𓂧𓅱𓀁𓆑𓈖𓀀𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓅓𓂝𓎡𓏏𓅱𓂻𓅱𓏏𓎛𓀗𓂝𓈖𓎡𓈉𓏏𓏤𓏥𓁹𓈖𓂾𓏏𓏥\nsw jmi̯ mdwi̯ =f n =j ḏd.jn ḥm =f mk tw jwi̯.t(j) ḥwi̯.n =k ḫꜣs,t.pl jri̯.n wꜥr,t\n\n(258) 𓉔𓂧𓂢𓇋𓅓𓎡𓏏𓈖𓇋𓀗𓄖𓂻𓈖𓎡𓇋𓄿𓅱𓏭𓀗𓂜𓈖𓈙𓂋𓂋𓅪𓂝𓃀𓏏𓄏𓏛\nhd =⟨s⟩ jm =k tnj.⟨tj⟩ pḥ.n =k jꜣwy nn šrr ꜥb,t\n\n(259) 𓆼𓄿𓏏𓐎𓎡𓂜𓈖𓃀𓋴𓆟𓎡𓇋𓈖𓌒𓏏𓅂𓌙𓀀𓏥𓅓𓁹𓂋𓎡𓊗𓏭𓎼𓂋𓂜𓌃𓂧𓅱𓀁𓎡\nḫꜣ,t =k nn bz =k jn pḏ,tjw.pl m jri̯ r =k zp-sn,wj gr n mdwi̯ =k\n\n(260) 𓂧𓅓𓏏𓌪𓀁𓏏𓂋𓈖𓎡𓅾𓀁𓄿𓈖𓍙𓂡𓅱𓈙𓃀𓏴𓀁𓈖𓀀𓋴𓏏𓅓𓅱𓈙𓃀𓏴𓀁\ndm =t(w) rn =k snḏ =⟨k⟩ ꜣ n ḫsf wšb.n =j st m wšb\n\n(261) 𓅾𓅱𓀁𓀀𓊪𓏏𓂋𓆴𓆓𓂧𓏏𓈖𓀀𓎟𓀀𓀀𓇋𓂋𓏛𓅱𓈙𓃀𓏴𓀁𓀀𓋴𓏏𓂜𓈖𓁷𓂋𓀀\nsnḏ.w ptr ḏd.t n =j nb =j jr wšb =j st nn ḥr =j\n\n(262) 𓂝𓏤𓈖𓊹𓏤𓇋𓋴𓊪𓅱𓎛𓁷𓂋𓐡𓂡𓊪𓅱𓃹𓈖𓈖𓋴𓅓𓄡𓏏𓀀𓏇𓇋𓋴𓆣𓂋𓂾𓏏𓏥𓆷𓄿𓄿𓏏𓏛\nꜥ n nṯr js pw ḥr,⟨yt⟩ pw wnn =s m ẖ,t =j mj sḫpr⟨.t⟩ wꜥr,t šꜣꜣ.t\n\n(263) 𓅓𓂝𓎡𓅱𓀀𓅓𓃀𓅡𓄿𓎛𓂺𓏛𓎡𓈖𓏏𓎡𓋹𓈖𓐍𓁹𓂋𓍛𓏤𓎡𓅓𓌸𓂋𓏏𓀁𓆑𓂋𓂝𓇋𓈖\nmk wj m-bꜣḥ =k ntk ꜥnḫ jrr ḥm =k m mr(w),t =f rdi̯.jn ⟨ḥm⟩ =⟨f⟩\n\n(264) 𓍬𓂻𓏏𓅱𓇓𓄟𓋴𓅱𓁒𓀀𓁐𓏥𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓈖𓇓𓈞𓏏𓁐𓅓𓂝𓏏𓅭𓈖𓉔𓏏𓆭𓀀\nstꜣ =tw ms,w-n(j)swt.pl ḏd.jn ḥm =f n ḥm,t-n(j)swt m =t Zꜣ-nh,t\n\n(265) 𓂻𓅱𓅓𓌙𓅓𓀀𓈎𓌳𓄿𓅓𓌙𓏛𓈖𓄝𓏏𓅘𓌙𓀀𓏥𓅱𓂧𓏴𓋴𓋴𓃀𓎛𓄑𓀁𓉻𓏛\njwi̯.w m ꜥꜣm qmꜣ n St,tjw.pl wdi̯ =s sbḥ ꜥꜣ\n\n(266) 𓅨𓂋𓏏𓇓𓄟𓋴𓅱𓁒𓀀𓁐𓏥𓅓𓍸𓇋𓇋𓏏𓀁𓏤𓏥𓌡𓅱𓂝𓏏𓏤𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓋴𓈖𓏥\nwr,t ms,w-n(j)swt.pl m dnj,yt wꜥ.t ḏd.jn =sn\n\n(267) 𓐍𓏏𓆑𓍛𓏤𓆑𓂜𓈖𓏏𓆑𓊪𓅱𓅓𓌳𓐙𓂝𓏏𓀗𓏛𓆊𓆊𓀭𓎟𓀀⯑𓀀𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓈖𓏏𓆑\nḫft ḥm =f n ntf pw m-mꜣꜥ,t jty nb =j ḏd.jn ḥm =f ntf\n\n(268) 𓊪𓅱𓅓𓌳𓐙𓂝𓏏𓀗𓏛𓇋𓋴𓏏𓂋𓆑𓏎𓈖𓈖𓋴𓈖𓏥𓏠𓈖𓇋𓏏𓋧𓏥𓋴𓈖𓏥𓌂𓏤𓏥𓋴𓈖𓏥\npw m-mꜣꜥ,t jst rf jni̯.n =sn mnj,t.pl =sn sḫm.pl =sn\n\n(269) 𓊃𓈙𓈙𓏏𓌂𓂝𓏥𓋴𓈖𓏥𓅓𓂝𓋴𓅓𓂝𓊄𓂻𓇋𓈖𓋴𓈖𓏥𓋴𓏏𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓂝𓏤𓅱𓏭𓎡\nzšš,t.pl =sn m-ꜥ =s⟨n⟩ mz.jn =sn st n ḥm =f ⟨ḏd.jn⟩ =⟨sn⟩ ⟨ḫft⟩ ⟨ḥm⟩ =⟨f⟩ ꜥ,wj =k\n\n(270) 𓂋𓄤𓆑𓂋𓏏𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓎝𓎛𓏛𓄡𓎡𓂋𓇋𓇋𓏏⯑𓏥𓈖𓏏𓎟𓏏𓊪𓏏𓇯𓆗𓂝𓋞𓈒𓏥𓆗\nr nfr,t n(j)swt wꜣḥ ẖkr,yt n,t Nb,t-p,t di̯ Nbw\n\n(271) 𓋹𓈖𓐍𓂋𓆑𓈖𓂧𓂉𓏤𓎡𓎸𓅓𓏛𓏏𓅱𓎟𓏏𓇼𓏤𓏥𓐍𓂧𓊛𓇗𓂝𓀗𓋴𓏃𓈖𓏏𓊛𓎔𓎛𓈗𓋴𓀭\nꜥnḫ r fnd =k ẖnm tw Nb,t-sbꜣ.pl ḫdi̯ šmꜥ,(w)-s(j) ḫnti̯ mḥ,w-s(j)\n\n(272) 𓄥𓄿𓏛𓏏𓏏𓀾𓏛𓅓𓂋𓏤𓈖𓍛𓏤𓎡𓂝𓏏𓅱𓇅𓏤𓅓𓄋𓏏𓏤𓎡𓋴𓎛𓁷𓂋𓐡𓈐\nsmꜣ twt m rʾ n ḥm =k di̯ =tw wꜣḏ,⟨t⟩ m wp,t =k sḥri̯\n\n(273) 𓈖𓎡𓏏𓍯𓄿𓅱𓀢𓀀𓏥𓅓𓈋𓅱𓏏𓅪𓎛𓊵𓏏𓊪𓏛𓈖𓎡𓇳𓏤𓀭𓎟𓇾𓇾𓈇𓏥𓈇𓏥\nn =k twꜣ.w.pl m ḏw,t ḥtp n =k Rꜥ,w nb-tꜣ.du\n\n(274) 𓉔𓇋𓇋𓀁𓈖𓎡𓏇𓇋𓎟𓏏𓂋𓇥𓂋𓆗𓈖𓆑𓏏𓂡𓂝𓃀𓄏𓎡𓋴𓆑𓐍𓍼𓂻𓍱𓋴𓂋𓌕𓎡\nhy n =k mj Nb,t-r-ḏr nft ꜥb =k sfḫ šsr.⟨pl⟩ =k\n\n(275) 𓇋𓐛𓅓𓂝𓊡𓅱𓈖𓏏𓏭𓅓𓇋𓍃𓅓𓅱𓅪𓏥𓇋𓐛𓅓𓂝𓈖𓈖𓏥𓐍𓈖𓏏𓅬𓏛𓏥𓏏𓈖𓏥𓄤𓆑𓂋𓏏\njmi̯ ṯꜣw ⟨n⟩ n,tj m jtm,w jmi̯ n =n ḫni̯.t ={tn}⟨n⟩ nfr.t\n\n(276) 𓅓𓅭𓎔𓎛𓇋𓇋𓏏𓀭𓌒𓏏𓏭𓌙𓀀𓄟𓋴𓀔𓅓𓇾𓈇𓏤𓌸𓂋𓇋𓆴𓊖\nm ⟨hrw⟩ ⟨pn⟩ ⟨nfr⟩ ⟨mtn⟩ ⟨n⟩ ⟨m⟩ zꜣ mḥ,yt pḏ,tj msi̯.w m Tꜣ-mrj\n\n(277) 𓁹𓈖𓆑𓅱𓂝𓂋𓏏𓂾𓏥𓈖𓅾𓀁𓎡𓂋𓅱𓇋𓂻𓈖𓆑𓇾𓈇𓏤𓈖\njri̯.n =f wꜥr,t n snḏ =k rwj.n =f tꜣ n\n\n(278) 𓎛𓁷𓂋𓐡𓂡𓏥𓎡𓐎𓈖𓄿𓇋𓇋𓏏𓅪𓁷𓏤𓈖𓌳𓁹𓄿𓁷𓏤𓎡\nḥr,⟨yt⟩ =k nn ꜣyt ḥr n mꜣ ḥr =k\n\n(279) 𓂜𓈖𓅾𓀁𓁹𓏏𓏤𓂧𓎼𓏏𓁹𓈖𓎡𓆓𓂧𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓂜𓈖𓅾𓀁𓆑\nnn snḏ jr,t dgi̯.t n =k ḏd.jn ḥm =f nn snḏ =f\n\n(280) 𓂜𓂝𓀁𓆑𓂋𓎛𓁷𓂋𓐡𓂡𓇋𓅱𓆑𓂋𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓀙𓀀𓅓𓂝𓅓𓂝\nn⟨n⟩ ꜥ⟨ꜥj⟩ =f r ḥr,⟨yt⟩ jw =f r smr m-m\n\n(281) 𓋴𓂋𓅱𓀔𓀀𓏥𓂋𓂝𓏏𓆑𓅓𓈎𓄿𓃀𓄲𓏛𓍲𓈖𓇋𓇋𓏏𓀙𓀀𓏥\nsr.w.pl {r}di̯.t(w) =f m-qꜣb šn,yt\n\n(282) 𓅱𓍑𓄿𓂻𓏥𓏏𓈖𓏥𓂋𓂝𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓍘𓉐𓇼𓄿𓏏𓀁𓂋𓁹𓂋𓏏\nwḏꜣ.pl tn r {ꜥ-ẖnw,tj}⟨pr⟩-dwꜣ,t r jr{r}i̯.t\n\n### Honors and a Tomb\n\n(283) 𓊢𓂝𓅱𓏛𓏥𓆑𓉐𓂋𓏏𓂻𓀀𓂋𓆑𓅓𓄚𓈖𓏌𓅱𓉐\nꜥḥꜥ,w =f pri̯.{t}⟨n⟩ =j rf m-ẖnw\n\n(284) 𓂝𓄚𓈖𓏌𓏏𓍘𓉐𓇓𓄟𓋴𓅱𓁒𓀀𓁐𓏥𓁷𓏤𓂋𓂝𓏏𓈖𓂝𓏤𓅱𓋴𓈖𓏥\nꜥ-ẖnw,tj ms,w-n(j)swt.pl ḥr rdi̯.t n =⟨j⟩ ꜥ,w(j) =sn\n\n(285) 𓈝𓅓𓂻𓈖𓏥𓅓𓆱𓐍𓏏𓂻𓂋𓂋𓅱𓏏𓏭𓇯𓅨𓂋𓀗𓏏𓏭𓇯\nšmi̯.n m-ḫt r rw,tj-wr,tj\n\n(286) 𓂋𓂝𓎡𓅱𓀀𓂋𓉐𓇓𓏏𓈖𓅭𓀀𓀻𓋴𓋴𓏛𓏥𓇋𓅓𓆑𓋴𓈎𓃀𓃀𓅱𓏭𓏁𓈗𓉐\nrdi̯.kw r pr zꜣ-n(j)swt špss.pl jm =f sqbb,wj\n\n(287) 𓇋𓅓𓆑𓂝𓄡𓅓𓈒𓏥𓏌𓏤𓈌𓏏𓉐𓋨𓏏𓏛𓏥𓇋𓅓𓆑\njm =f ꜥẖm.pl n,w ꜣḫ,t ḫtm,t.pl jm =f\n\n(288) 𓈖𓏏𓉐𓌉𓉐𓎛𓃀𓋴𓅱𓋳𓏥𓏌𓏤𓍱𓏤𓏛𓏥𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓂝𓈖𓅂𓏊\nn,t pr-ḥḏ ḥbs.w.pl n,w šsr-n(j)swt ꜥntjw\n\n(289) 𓁶𓏤𓊪𓏏𓏊𓏥𓇓𓏏𓈖𓀭𓋴𓂋𓅱𓀙𓀀𓏥𓌸𓂋𓏏𓀁𓆑𓅓𓂝𓏏𓉐\ntp,t-n(j)swt sr.w.pl ⟨n,w⟩ mr(w),t =f m ꜥ,t\n\n(290) 𓎟𓏏𓏊𓅱𓀀𓎟𓁷𓏤𓇋𓂋𓏏𓀹𓏛𓆑𓂋𓂝𓏴𓈐𓆴𓏏𓏥𓁷𓏤𓎛𓂝𓄹𓏥𓀀\nnb.t wdp,w nb ḥr jr,t =f rdi̯ swꜣ rnp,t.pl ḥr ḥꜥ,w.pl =j\n\n(291) 𓅷𓄿𓂝𓎡𓅱𓀀𓂝𓂝𓃀𓄏𓂝𓍲𓈖𓏌𓅱𓁸𓀀𓇋𓅱𓂋𓂝𓊄𓃀𓏏𓂻𓏛𓏥\nṯꜣi̯.kw ꜥꜥb šnw =j jw rdi̯ zb,t\n\n(292) 𓈖𓈉𓏏𓏤𓎛𓃀𓊃𓅱𓋳𓏤𓏥𓈖𓌰𓅓𓇋𓅱𓂢𓌙𓀀𓏥𓈙𓂝𓈒𓏥𓊃𓂧𓋳𓂝𓎡𓅱𓀀\nn ḫꜣs,t ḥbs.w.pl n nmj.w.pl-šꜥ(j).pl sd.kw\n\n(293) 𓅓𓆁𓈎𓏏𓀗𓋳𓏥𓎼𓊃𓂝𓎡𓅱𓀀𓅓𓁶𓏤𓊪𓏏𓏊𓏥𓊃𓇥𓂋⯑𓎡𓅱𓀀\nm pꜣq,t gs.kw m tp,t sḏr.kw\n\n(294) 𓁷𓏤𓎛𓆰𓈖𓎡𓇋𓇋𓏏𓂢𓋳𓏤𓂞𓈖𓀀𓈙𓂝𓈒𓏥𓈖𓏶𓅓𓅱𓀀𓏥𓆑\nḥr ḥnk,yt di̯.n =j šꜥ(y) n {jm,j.w}⟨nmj.w⟩.pl =f\n\n(295) 𓌸𓂋𓎛𓏏𓏊𓏥𓈖𓆱𓏏𓏤𓈖𓅨𓂋𓎛𓏊𓇋𓅓𓋴𓇋𓅱𓂋𓂝𓈖𓀀𓉐\nmrḥ,t-n-ḫt n wrḥ⟨.pl⟩ jm =s jw rdi̯ n =j pr\n\n(296) 𓈖𓎟𓈙𓀀𓅓𓃹𓈖𓅓𓂝𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓀭𓀀𓇋𓅱𓍍𓀀𓏥𓆈𓄿𓏥\nn nb-š m wn⟨.t⟩ m-ꜥ smr jw ḥmw,w.pl ꜥšꜣ.pl\n\n(297) 𓁷𓏤𓊅𓀢𓂝𓆑𓆱𓏏𓏤𓆑𓎟𓋴𓇝𓂋𓂧𓏛𓅓𓌳𓅱𓏏𓏛𓇋𓅱𓏎𓈖𓈖𓈖𓀀\nḥr qd =f ḫt =f nb s((rd)) m-mꜣw,t jw jn{n}i̯ n =j\n\n(298) 𓆷𓄿𓃀𓇭𓈒𓏥𓅓𓂝𓉥𓉐𓊃𓊪𓊗𓏤𓏤𓏤𓊃𓊪𓊗𓏤𓏤𓏤𓏤𓈖𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤\nšꜣb(,w).pl m ꜥḥ zp-3 zp-4 n hrw\n\n(299) 𓎛𓁷𓂋𓅱𓐡𓈐𓂋𓂝𓂝𓏏𓇓𓄟𓋴𓅱𓀔𓀀𓁐𓏥𓂜𓈖𓄿𓏏𓀗𓇳𓈖𓏏𓁹𓏏𓍋𓃀𓅱𓂻\nḥrw-r dd.t ⟨n⟩ =⟨j⟩ ms,w-n(j)swt nn ꜣ,t n,t jri̯.t ꜣb,w\n\n(300) 𓇋𓅱𓐍𓂝𓋴𓅱𓂝𓈖𓀀𓍋𓅓𓂋𓉴𓅓𓇋𓈖𓂋𓊌𓅓𓈎𓄿𓃀𓄲𓏛\njw ḫwzi̯.w n =j mr m jnr m-qꜣb\n\n(301) 𓍋𓅓𓂋𓅱𓉴𓏥𓍿𓏏𓎛𓅱𓀗𓂝𓀀𓏥𓍋𓂋𓀗𓁷𓏤𓊏𓊪𓂝\nmr.w.pl ⟨ẖr,tjw-nṯr.pl⟩ {jtḥ.w}⟨mḏḥ.w⟩.pl mr ḥr {šzp}⟨psš⟩\n\n(302) 𓊃𓅭𓄿𓏏𓅱𓈇𓏤𓆑𓅓𓂋𓋨𓏏𓅂𓀀𓏥𓁷𓏤𓏞𓏛𓊹𓏏𓏭𓅂𓀀𓏥\nzꜣt,w =f (j)m,(j)-rʾ-{ḫtm,tjw}⟨zẖꜣ,w-qd,wt⟩.pl ḥr zẖꜣ ⟨jm⟩ =⟨f⟩ ⟨(j)m,(j)-rʾ⟩-{nṯr}⟨qs,tjw⟩.pl\n\n(303) 𓁷𓏤𓆱𓐍𓏏𓏏𓌪𓂝𓅓𓂋𓂓𓏏𓀋𓀀𓏥𓈖𓏏𓏭𓅂𓏥𓁷𓏤𓁷𓂋𓏏𓇯𓈉\nḥr ḫti̯.t ⟨jm⟩ =⟨f⟩ (j)m,(j)-rʾ-kꜣ,t.pl n,tjw.pl ḥr ḥr,t\n\n(304) 𓁷𓏤𓍑𓄿𓏏𓏴𓇾𓈇𓏤𓂋𓋴𓈍𓂝𓅱𓏛𓏥𓎟𓂝𓂝𓅱𓂋𓂋𓅱𓂧𓌗𓉐\nḥr ḏꜣi̯.t-tꜣ r ={s}⟨f⟩ ḫꜥ,w nb dd.w r rwd\n\n(305) 𓁹𓌨𓂋𓏏𓏛𓏥𓆑𓇋𓅓𓂋𓂝𓈖𓀀⯑𓀀𓁐𓏥𓁹𓈖𓀀𓈙𓈇𓁷𓂋𓏏𓇯\njri̯ ẖr,t =f jm rdi̯ n =j ḥm-kꜣ.pl jri̯ n =j š-ḥr,t\n\n(306) 𓄿𓎛𓏏𓈇𓏥𓇋𓅓𓆑𓅓𓏃𓈖𓏏𓂉𓂋𓂧𓏇𓇋𓈇𓏤\nꜣḥ,t.pl jm =f m ḫnt-⟨š⟩ r dmj =⟨s⟩\n\n(307) 𓏇𓇋𓁹𓂋𓏏𓈖𓋴𓍋𓅓𓂋𓀙𓀀𓁶𓏤𓊪𓇋𓅱𓏏𓅱𓏏𓀾𓀀𓋴𓄡𓂋𓌕𓂝\nmj jrr.t n smr tp(.j) jw twt =j sẖr\n\n(308) 𓅓𓋞𓈒𓏥𓋯𓆑𓅓𓌀𓅓𓋞𓈒𓏥𓇋𓈖𓍛𓏤𓆑𓂋𓂝𓁹𓏏𓆑\nm nbw šnḏ,wt =f m ḏꜥm jn ḥm =f rdi̯ jri̯.t(w) =f\n\n(309) 𓂜𓈖𓈙𓍯𓄿𓅱𓅪𓀀𓏥𓁹𓇋𓇋𓈖𓆑𓏇𓏏𓏏𓏛𓇋𓅱𓀀𓌨𓂋\nnn šwꜣ,w{pl} jri̯.y n =f mj,tt jw =j ẖr\n\n(310) 𓎿𓋴𓏏𓀁𓏥𓈖𓏏𓇓𓏏𓈖𓐍𓂋𓂋𓂻𓅱𓏏𓉔𓂋𓅱𓇳𓏤𓈖𓏠𓈖𓇋𓊧𓀏\nḥz,wt n,t ḫr-n(j)swt r jwi̯.t hrw n m(j)nj\n\n(311) 𓂻𓅱𓆑𓊪𓅱𓄂𓏏𓏤𓆑𓂋𓄖𓆑𓏭𓏇𓇋𓅠𓅓𓇋𓇋𓏏𓅓𓏞𓏛\njwi̯ =f pw ḥꜣ,t =f r pḥ(,wj) =fj mj gmi̯.yt m zẖꜣ,w","download_url":"https://mouseia.org/api/works/tale-of-sinuhe/original.txt"},"translations":[{"id":"trn_tale_of_sinuhe_mouseia","translator":"Mouseia","kind":"curated","note":"Mouseia’s complete machine-assisted Musean translation, made directly from the Egyptian, line for line, covering all 334 papyrus lines: the opening from Papyrus Ramesseum (R 1–23), where Papyrus Berlin 3022 is lost, then the whole of Papyrus Berlin 3022 (B 1–311), working from the Thesaurus Linguae Aegyptiae transcription (hieroglyphs, transliteration and lemma glosses, with the TLA editors’ German sentence renderings as a comprehension aid; ORAEC release of the TLA corpus, CC BY-SA 4.0).","text":"### The Death of the King\n\n(1) The hereditary prince and count, the royal seal-bearer and sole companion, governor of the Sand-dwellers' lands,\n\n(2) true acquaintance of the king, whom he loved: the attendant Sinuhe speaks: “I was an attendant\n\n(3) who followed his lord, a servant of the royal women's quarters to the princess, rich in favor,\n\n(4) the wife of King Senwosret in Khnumet-sut, daughter of King Amenemhat\n\n(5) in Qa-neferu, the honored Nefru. In regnal year 30, third month of the Flood, day 7,\n\n(6) the god entered his horizon. King Sehetepibre of Upper and Lower Egypt\n\n(7) rose to the sky and joined the sun disk; the body of the god\n\n(8) merged with its maker. The Residence fell silent;\n\n(9) hearts were bowed with grief; the great double gates were shut;\n\n(10) the court bent heads to knees in mourning; the nobles\n\n(11) lamented. Now His Majesty had sent an army\n\n(12) against the land of the Tjemehu; his eldest son,\n\n(13) the perfect god Senwosret, commanded it. He had been sent\n\n(14) to strike the foreign lands, to crush the Tjehenu who lived there.\n\n(15) Now he was returning, bringing prisoners\n\n(16) from the Tjehenu and cattle of every kind without number.\n\n(17) The courtiers of the private chambers sent word westward\n\n(18) to tell the king's son what had happened\n\n(19) in the audience hall. The messengers found him on the road;\n\n(20) they reached him at evening. He did not\n\n(21) wait at all: the falcon flew away with\n\n(22) his retinue, without telling his army. But word had also been sent\n\n(23) to the royal children who followed him in that army.”\n\n### The Flight\n\n(1) Someone called to one of them while I stood nearby. I heard his voice\n\n(2) as he spoke, though I was some distance away. My heart reeled;\n\n(3) my arms went limp; trembling took hold of every limb. I fled\n\n(4) in leaps, seeking a place to hide. I slipped\n\n(5) between the bushes to clear a path for anyone passing there. I made\n\n(6) my way southward. I did not intend to reach the Residence,\n\n(7) for I thought an uprising would come; I did not expect to live after him.\n\n(8) I crossed the Maaty canal near the Sycamore\n\n(9) and reached the Island of Sneferu. There I spent the day at the edge\n\n(10) of the fields. I left while it was still daylight and met a man standing\n\n(11) at a crossroads. Though I feared him, he greeted me with respect. When\n\n(12) it was time for supper, I reached the harbor of\n\n(13) Gu. I crossed in a broad boat without a rudder,\n\n(14) borne by a gust of the west wind. I passed east of Iaku,\n\n(15) above the Lady of the Red Mountain. I gave\n\n(16) my feet the northward road and came upon\n\n(17) the Walls of the Ruler, built to repel the Sand-dwellers. I crouched\n\n(18) in a bush, afraid that the guard on duty\n\n(19) at the watch house might see me. Then I made my way\n\n(20) by night. At dawn I reached Peten\n\n(21) and rested on an island of Kem-wer. An assault of thirst\n\n(22) overtook me. I was parched; my throat was dust-dry.\n\n(23) I said, “This is the taste of death.” But I raised my heart and gathered\n\n(24) my limbs together when I heard the bellowing of cattle.\n\n(25) The Sand-dwellers saw me; their leader recognized me,\n\n(26) for he had been in Egypt. Then\n\n(27) he gave me water and warmed milk for me. I went\n\n(28) with him to his tribe, and they treated me well. Foreign land passed me on to foreign land,\n\n### Amunenshi and the Praise of Senwosret\n\n(29) I left Byblos and came to Qedem. I spent\n\n(30) one year and a half there. Then Amunenshi, ruler\n\n(31) of Upper Retjenu, summoned me. He said, “You will prosper with me; you will hear\n\n(32) the language of Egypt.” He said this because he knew my character and had heard\n\n(33) of my skill, as the Egyptians\n\n(34) there with him had testified. Then he asked, “How did you come here?\n\n(35) Has something happened in\n\n(36) the Residence?” I answered, “King Sehetepibre of Upper and Lower Egypt has gone to the horizon;\n\n(37) no one knows what may happen because of it.” But I spoke an evasion:\n\n(38) “When I returned from the campaign against the Tjemehu, they told me. My heart\n\n(39) grew faint; my mind was no longer in my body. It set\n\n(40) me on the path of flight. Nothing had been charged against me; no one had spat\n\n(41) in my face. I had heard no slander; my name had not been heard from the mouth\n\n(42) of a herald. I do not know what brought me into this foreign land;\n\n(43) it was like a god's decree.” Then he said to me, “What will become of that land without him,\n\n(44) that excellent god whose terror fills\n\n(45) the foreign lands like Sekhmet in a year of plague?” I replied:\n\n(46) “Surely his son has entered the palace and taken\n\n(47) his father's inheritance. He is a god without a second;\n\n(48) no other arose before him. A lord of wisdom,\n\n(49) matchless in counsel, excellent in command: departures and returns happen when\n\n(50) he commands. He conquered foreign lands while his father remained within his palace,\n\n(51) reporting to him the fulfillment of all he had ordained. He is a champion,\n\n(52) acting by the strength of his arm, an assailant without equal; he is seen\n\n(53) descending upon the bowmen, entering battle.\n\n(54) He bends their horns and paralyzes their hands; his enemies cannot join the fight.\n\n(55) He is an avenger, a splitter of skulls; none can stand near him.\n\n(56) He strides far and destroys the fugitive;\n\n(57) there is no escape for one who turns his back. He stands firm in the hour of attack;\n\n(58) he turns to face his foe, never giving his back. He is resolute\n\n(59) when he sees the multitude; he does not let what is in his heart lie idle.\n\n(60) Bold is his face when he attacks the eastern peoples; his joy is his assault\n\n(61) upon the bowmen. He takes his shield and strikes down;\n\n(62) he need not strike twice to kill. None can turn aside his arrows; none\n\n(63) can draw his bow. The bow peoples flee before him like\n\n(64) the power of the Great Serpent. He fights knowing the outcome already,\n\n(65) not waiting for what is to follow. He is a lord of affection, great in grace;\n\n(66) he has conquered by love. His city loves him more than its own body,\n\n(67) rejoicing in him more than in its god. Men and women pass by rejoicing\n\n(68) in him, for he is king. Even in the egg he conquered;\n\n(69) his gaze has been set on it since his birth. He multiplies those born with him,\n\n(70) a unique one given by god. How joyful is the land he has come to rule!\n\n(71) He widens its borders. He will conquer the lands\n\n(72) of the south; he does not set his mind on the foreign lands of the north. He was made to strike the Sand-dwellers,\n\n(73) to trample those who run the sands. Send to him; let him know\n\n(74) your name. Do not seek to turn away from His Majesty. […] He will surely do good\n\n### A Life in Yaa\n\n(75) for a foreign land loyal to him.” Then he answered me, “Surely\n\n(76) Egypt prospers, knowing his strength.\n\n(77) But here you are; stay with me, and I will treat you well.”\n\n(78) He placed me at the head of his tribe and married me\n\n(79) to his eldest daughter. He let me choose for myself from his land,\n\n(80) from the choicest territory he owned on the border\n\n(81) of another country. It was a fine land called Yaa, without equal on earth. Figs\n\n(82) and grapes grew there; it had more wine than water,\n\n(83) abundant honey, many moringa trees, and every fruit upon its trees.\n\n(84) There was barley and emmer, and cattle of every kind without end.\n\n(85) Much also came to me, added to all that arrived because I was loved.\n\n(86) He made me ruler of a tribe, with the chosen men\n\n(87) of his own tribe. Bread was prepared for me each day, wine\n\n(88) for daily drinking, boiled meat and fowl\n\n(89) roasted on the fire, along with game from the hills. They hunted\n\n(90) and fished and caught birds for me, besides the prey of my grayhounds.\n\n(91) Sweets were often made for me; milk accompanied\n\n(92) every cooked dish. I spent many years there; my children\n\n(93) became warriors, each a leader\n\n(94) of his tribe. The messenger traveling north or south to the Residence\n\n(95) stayed with me. I gave lodging to everyone\n\n(96) and water to those who thirsted; I set the wanderer\n\n(97) on the road and rescued the robbed. When the Sand-dwellers\n\n(98) prepared to attack the rulers of foreign lands,\n\n(99) I counseled their advance. For that ruler of\n\n(100) Retjenu sent me on many missions as commander\n\n(101) of his army. Every foreign land I marched against, I advanced into it\n\n(102) and drove it from its pastures and wells.\n\n(103) I seized its herds and brought away its clans;\n\n(104) I took their stores and killed its people\n\n(105) by my strength, my bow, my marching feet,\n\n(106) and my excellent plans. I gained glory in his heart;\n\n(107) he loved me, having seen my prowess. He placed me\n\n(108) at the head of his children, having seen the strength of my arms.\n\n### The Champion of Retjenu\n\n(109) Then came a champion of Retjenu, who challenged me\n\n(110) in my tent. He was a fighter without equal, having conquered\n\n(111) the whole land. He said he would fight me, thinking\n\n(112) to rob me; he planned to seize my cattle\n\n(113) on the advice of his tribe. That ruler consulted\n\n(114) with me, and I said, “I do not know him. I am no ally of his,\n\n(115) free to stroll through his camp. Have I ever opened\n\n(116) his rear entrance or torn down his fence? It is envy,\n\n(117) because he sees me carrying out your commissions.\n\n(118) I am like a bull of the Hu cattle amid\n\n(119) another herd: the herd's bull charges him, the long-horned bull\n\n(120) reaches for him. Is a poor man loved\n\n(121) because he is destined to be chief? No bowman joins forces\n\n(122) with a man of Lower Egypt. Who can bind papyrus fast to a mountain?\n\n(123) Does the bull not love to fight? Does a champion choose\n\n(124) to retreat for fear of a match with him?\n\n(125) If his heart is set on combat, let him speak his desire.\n\n(126) Does god not know what has been ordained? He knows how things stand.”\n\n(127) I lay down after binding my bow, laying out\n\n(128) my arrows, sharpening my dagger, and making ready\n\n(129) my weapons. At daybreak Retjenu had come\n\n(130) and gathered its tribes; it assembled the foreign lands\n\n(131) on both its sides, having planned this fight. Every heart burned\n\n(132) for me, while the married women lamented;\n\n(133) every heart grieved for me. They asked, “Is there another\n\n(134) warrior to fight him?” Then he took up his shield, his ax,\n\n(135) and an armful of spears. When I had come\n\n(136) near him, I let his arrows pass me harmlessly.\n\n(137) We closed upon each other. When he attacked\n\n(138) me, I shot him; my arrow lodged in his throat.\n\n(139) He cried out and fell on his face. I struck him down\n\n(140) with his own ax. I raised my war cry\n\n(141) on his back as every Sand-dweller roared. I gave praise\n\n(142) to Montu; his people mourned him. Then Amunenshi,\n\n(143) that ruler, took me in his arms. I took my enemy's possessions\n\n(144) and seized his cattle. What he had planned to do\n\n(145) to me, I did to him. I took everything in his tent\n\n(146) and stripped his camp. So I grew great, prosperous through\n\n### The Exile’s Prayer\n\n(147) my possessions, rich through my cattle. So it was god who did this,\n\n(148) to show favor again to the one he had rebuked, the one he led astray\n\n(149) into another land. Today his heart is satisfied. A fugitive flees\n\n(150) because his times are hard; yet my name is honored in the Residence.\n\n(151) A wanderer slips away for hunger; yet I give bread to my neighbor.\n\n(152) A man leaves his country for want of clothes;\n\n(153) yet I have white garments and fine linen.\n\n(154) A man runs away for lack of anyone to send on his errands; yet I\n\n(155) have servants in abundance. My house is beautiful; my dwelling spacious.\n\n(156) I am remembered in the palace. O god who ordained this flight,\n\n(157) be gracious; bring me back to the Residence. Surely you will let me\n\n(158) see the place where my heart already spends its days.\n\n(159) What matters more than laying my body to rest in the land where I was born?\n\n(160) Come to my aid; let good come about, let god grant me grace!\n\n(161) Does he do this to make an honorable end for the one he cast away?\n\n(162) Does his heart ache for one he transplanted to live in a foreign land?\n\n(163) Is he gracious today, hearing the plea of one far away? Will he turn his hand again\n\n(164) toward the one with whom he shook the land, toward the place where he brought him?\n\n(165) May the king of Egypt favor me; may I live in his favor\n\n(166) and greet the mistress of the land in his palace; may I hear the news\n\n(167) of her children. If only my limbs might grow young again!\n\n(168) Old age has come down upon me; weakness\n\n(169) has overtaken me. My eyes grow heavy; my arms are weak.\n\n(170) My feet no longer follow; my heart is tired; I draw near\n\n(171) to death. Let them lead me to the place of eternity, so I may follow\n\n(172) the Mistress of All. May she tell me that her children thrive; may she pass eternity above me!\n\n### The King’s Decree\n\n(173) Now King Kheperkare of Upper and Lower Egypt was told\n\n(174) of the condition in which I lived. His Majesty sent\n\n(175) royal gifts to me, to gladden this servant's heart as one gladdens\n\n(176) a foreign ruler. And the royal children in his palace let me\n\n(177) hear their messages.\n\n(178) Copy of the royal decree brought to this servant concerning his return to Egypt:\n\n(179) Horus: Ankh-mesut; Two Ladies: Ankh-mesut; Golden Horus: Ankh-mesut; King of Upper and Lower Egypt: Kheperkare; Son of Re:\n\n(180) Senwosret, living forever and eternally. Royal decree to the attendant Sinuhe:\n\n(181) “This decree of the king is brought to you to let you know: you traveled through foreign lands,\n\n(182) coming from Qedem to Retjenu. Land passed you on to land at the counsel\n\n(183) of your own heart. What have you done that anyone should act against you? You did not revile anyone, that your words should be punished;\n\n(184) you did not bring charges before the council of officials, that your testimony should be opposed.\n\n(185) Your own decision carried your heart away. It was not in my heart to act against you. Your sky, who dwells in the palace,\n\n(186) endures and remains today as she did before, as queen of Egypt; her children\n\n(187) are in the audience hall. May you long enjoy the treasures they give you; may you live upon their gifts.\n\n(188) Set out for Egypt. See again the Residence where you grew up; kiss the earth\n\n(189) at the great double gates and join the courtiers. For today\n\n(190) you have begun to grow old; your strength has left you. You remember the day\n\n(191) of burial, the passage into honor. Your night shall be prepared with embalming oil\n\n(192) and wrappings from the hands of Tayet. A funeral procession shall be held for you on the day\n\n(193) of burial: a coffin of gold, a mask of lapis lazuli; the sky above you as you lie in\n\n(194) the coffin sledge; cattle drawing you; singers walking before you; the dance\n\n(195) of the departed beside your tomb. Offerings will be proclaimed for you; animals will be slaughtered\n\n(196) beside your offering stones. Your pillars will rise in white limestone among the pyramids\n\n(197) of the royal children. You shall not die abroad; Sand-dwellers shall not bury you; you shall not\n\n(198) be laid in a ram's skin, nor shall they make you a foreigner's grave enclosure. All this matters more than shaking the land.\n\n(199) Think of your body and return.” The decree reached me as I stood among\n\n### Sinuhe’s Reply\n\n(200) my tribe. When it was read to me, I fell upon my belly and touched the ground,\n\n(201) then spread its dust across my breast. I circled my camp rejoicing:\n\n(202) “How can this be done for this servant, whose heart led him astray into distant lands?\n\n(203) How good is the gracious one who saved me from death! Your ka will let me spend\n\n(204) the end of my life in the Residence.” Copy of the reply to this decree: The palace servant Sinuhe\n\n(205) speaks in profound and perfect peace: “As for the flight this servant made in ignorance:\n\n(206) may your ka, perfect god, lord of the Two Lands, beloved of Re and favored of Montu, lord of Thebes; Amun,\n\n(207) lord of the Thrones of the Two Lands; Sobek-Re, Horus, Hathor, Atum and his Ennead;\n\n(208) Sopdu, perfect of powers, Semseru; Horus of the East; Wadjet, Lady of Imet, who joins your head;\n\n(209) the council above the sea; Min-Horus in the foreign lands; the Great One, Lady of Punt;\n\n(210) Nut, Hor-wer-Re; all the gods of Egypt\n\n(211) and the islands of the Great Green—may they give life and well-being to your nostrils and join you to their gifts;\n\n(212) may they grant you boundless eternity, endless everlasting time. Your terror is proclaimed\n\n(213) through lowlands and hills; you have subdued all that the sun encircles. This is the prayer of this servant\n\n(214) for his lord, who saved him from the west. Lord of insight, who knows the people, he will know,\n\n(215) within the majesty of his private chambers, that this servant fears to tell it; for it is a hard thing\n\n(216) to recount. Yet the great god, like Re, has taught wisdom to one who served only\n\n(217) himself. This servant is in the hand of the one who cares for him. Let these matters rest in his judgment. Your Majesty\n\n(218) is Horus the conqueror, your arms victorious against every land.\n\n(219) May Your Majesty order that Mekim be brought from Qedem, Hantawattis\n\n(220) from southern Kawizza, and Amumines\n\n(221) from the lands of Fenkhu. They are rulers able to attest their names,\n\n(222) living in your favor. I need not mention Retjenu: it is yours as surely as\n\n(223) your grayhounds. This flight of your servant—I had not planned it;\n\n(224) it was not in my heart; I never conceived it. I do not know who parted me from my place. It was like\n\n(225) a dream, like a Delta man seeing himself in\n\n(226) Elephantine, a man of the marshes in Nubia. I had no fear;\n\n(227) no one pursued me. I had heard no slander; my name had not been heard\n\n(228) from a herald's mouth. Instead my limbs shuddered; my feet\n\n(229) ran away; my heart led me; the god who ordained this flight\n\n(230) drew me onward. I was not arrogant before; a man who knows\n\n(231) his land knows awe. Re has spread the fear of you throughout Egypt and dread of you in every foreign land.\n\n(232) Whether I am in the Residence or here, it is you who cover\n\n(233) this horizon. The sun rises at your wish; river water is drunk\n\n(234) when you will it; the air in the sky is breathed when you command. This servant will assign his inheritance\n\n(235) to his chicks, the children he fathered in this place.\n\n(236) Your Majesty acts as he pleases; we live on the breath you give,\n\n(237) beloved of Re, Horus, and Hathor. May this noble nose of yours, beloved\n\n### The Journey Home\n\n(238) by Montu, lord of Thebes, live forever.” Then they came for this servant; I was allowed one day in Yaa\n\n(239) to pass my property to my children. My eldest son took charge of my tribe;\n\n(240) all my possessions were in his hands: my servants, all my cattle,\n\n(241) my fruit and every fruit-bearing tree. Then this servant traveled south.\n\n(242) I stopped at the Ways of Horus. The officer there, who commanded the border patrol,\n\n(243) sent a message to the Residence to announce my arrival. Then His Majesty summoned\n\n(244) a worthy overseer of the royal fieldworkers. Ships followed him,\n\n(245) laden with royal gifts for the Sand-dwellers who had accompanied me to the Ways of Horus.\n\n(246) I presented each of them by name. Then I set out and hoisted\n\n(247) the sail to the wind. This servant sailed south. Every attendant was at his task; brewing and straining were provided beside me until I reached the harbor of Itjtawy.\n\n(248) At first light, very early in the morning, I was summoned: ten men came, ten men went\n\n(249) to lead me into the palace. I touched my forehead to the ground between the statues.\n\n(250) The royal children standing in the gateway came forward to greet me. Courtiers\n\n(251) led me into the columned hall and guided me toward the audience chamber.\n\n### Before the King\n\n(252) I found His Majesty on a throne of electrum in the audience hall. Prostrate\n\n(253) on my belly, I lost all sense of myself before him. This god\n\n(254) addressed me kindly, but I was like a man overtaken by twilight.\n\n(255) My ba seemed to depart, my limbs grew faint; my heart was no longer in my body. I did not know\n\n(256) whether life was more than death. His Majesty said to one of the courtiers, “Raise\n\n(257) him; let him speak to me.” Then His Majesty said, “So you have returned after crossing foreign lands, with flight\n\n(258) having seized you. You have grown old; you have reached old age. The burial\n\n(259) of your body will not be meager; bowmen will not bury you. Do not act against yourself, do not act against yourself! You did not speak\n\n(260) when they called your name. Are you afraid of punishment?” I answered as one afraid:\n\n(261) “What is my lord saying to me? If I answer, it is not I who speak,\n\n(262) but the hand of a god. Terror is in my body, like the terror that brought about the fated flight.\n\n(263) Here I am before you. Life belongs to you. Your Majesty acts as he wills.” Then His Majesty\n\n(264) had the royal children brought in and said to the queen, “Look, Sinuhe\n\n(265) has come back as a Sand-dweller, a creature of the desert people.” She let out a great cry;\n\n(266) the royal children cried out together. They said\n\n(267) to His Majesty, “It cannot truly be he, sovereign, my lord!” His Majesty answered, “It is\n\n(268) truly he.” They had brought their menit necklaces, their arched sistra,\n\n(269) and their shrine-shaped sistra in their hands. They offered them to His Majesty and sang: “Your hands to beauty,\n\n(270) enduring king, to the adornment of the Lady of the Sky! May the Golden One give\n\n(271) life to your nostrils! May the Lady of the Stars join you! The crown of Upper Egypt sails downstream, the crown of Lower Egypt upstream;\n\n(272) they are joined and complete by Your Majesty's word. May Wadjet be placed upon your brow! Keep far from you\n\n(273) those who petition with evil intent! May Re, lord of the Two Lands, favor you!\n\n(274) Praise to you, like the Mistress of All! Unstring your horn bow; lay down your arrows.\n\n(275) Give breath to the one who cannot breathe; grant us our lovely music\n\n(276) on this beautiful day. Give us the son of the north wind, the bowman born in Egypt!\n\n(277) He fled for fear of you; he left the land in dread of you.\n\n(278) Let no face pale at the sight of your face;\n\n(279) let no eye that looks upon you be afraid.” His Majesty said, “He shall have no fear;\n\n(280) he shall not tremble in terror. He shall be a courtier among\n\n(281) the high officials; he shall be admitted among the court.\n\n(282) Go to the House of Morning to prepare his attire.”\n\n### Honors and a Tomb\n\n(283) When I came out of the audience hall, the royal children\n\n(284) in the audience hall reached out to me and gave me their hands.\n\n(285) We went then to the great double gates.\n\n(286) I was taken to a royal son's house. Splendors filled it: a bathing room,\n\n(287) images of the horizon, and treasures\n\n(288) from the treasury, garments of royal linen, myrrh,\n\n(289) and the finest royal oil. Officials favored by the king occupied every room;\n\n(290) every attendant was at his task. The years were made to fall away from my limbs.\n\n(291) I was dressed, my hair was washed. What belonged to the past was given back\n\n(292) to the desert; the desert clothes to those who tread the sands. I was clothed\n\n(293) in fine linen, anointed with the finest oil, and slept\n\n(294) on a bed. I gave the sand to those who cross it,\n\n(295) and the tree oil to those who rub themselves with it. I was given the house\n\n(296) of an estate owner, with all that belongs to a courtier. Many craftsmen\n\n(297) built it; all its trees were newly planted. Meals came to me\n\n(298) from the palace three or four times a day,\n\n(299) apart from what the royal children gave me. There was never a time when it ceased.\n\n(300) A stone pyramid was built for me among the pyramids.\n\n(301) The necropolis masons laid out its foundations;\n\n(302) the master draftsmen drew within it; the master sculptors\n\n(303) carved its reliefs; the overseers of works in the necropolis\n\n(304) took pains over it. Every furnishing destined for the burial shaft\n\n(305) was provided. Funerary priests were appointed for me, and a tomb estate was established,\n\n(306) with fields to endow it in its proper place,\n\n(307) as is done for a courtier of the highest rank. My statue was covered\n\n(308) with gold, its kilt with electrum. His Majesty himself had it made so;\n\n(309) nothing like it was ever done for a poor man. I remained under\n\n(310) the favor of the king until the day of landing came.\n\n(311) So it came, from beginning to end, as found in the written record.","download_url":"https://mouseia.org/api/works/tale-of-sinuhe/translations/trn_tale_of_sinuhe_mouseia.txt"},{"id":"trn_tale_of_sinuhe_plain","translator":"Mouseia","kind":"plain","note":"Mouseia’s complete Plain English edition, made independently and directly from the same Egyptian text, line for line, covering all 334 papyrus lines: the opening from Papyrus Ramesseum (R 1–23), where Papyrus Berlin 3022 is lost, then the whole of Papyrus Berlin 3022 (B 1–311).","text":"### The Death of the King\n\n(1) A prince and a count, a seal bearer of the king of Lower Egypt, a sole companion, and governor of the ruler's lands in the countries of the Sand-dwellers.\n\n(2) A true royal acquaintance, his beloved: the follower Sinuhe. He says: I was a follower\n\n(3) who followed his lord, a servant of the king's harem,\n\n(4) of the princess, greatly favored: the king's wife of Senwosret, in Khnemetsut; the king's daughter of Amenemhat\n\n(5) at Qaneferu — Nefru the revered. Year 30, month 3 of the flood season, day 7.\n\n(6) The god went to his horizon: the King of Upper and Lower Egypt, Sehetepibre.\n\n(7) He rose to the sky and joined the sun disk. The god's body\n\n(8) merged with the one who had created him. The Residence was silent.\n\n(9) Hearts were in mourning. The great double gate was shut.\n\n(10) The court sat in the mourning posture, head on the knees. The nobles were grieving.\n\n(11) There was wailing. Now his Majesty had sent out an army\n\n(12) against the land of the Tjemehu. His eldest son,\n\n(13) the good god Senwosret, was its commander. He had been sent\n\n(14) to strike the foreign lands and to crush the dwellers of the Tjehenu.\n\n(15) He came back again, and he brought living captives\n\n(16) of the Tjehenu, and cattle without end.\n\n(17) The courtiers of the king's private rooms sent word westward,\n\n(18) to let the king's son know what had happened\n\n(19) in the audience hall. They found him on the march,\n\n(20) and caught up with him at the hour of evening. Not once\n\n(21) did he wait: the falcon flew off with\n\n(22) his followers, without letting his army know. Word had been sent too\n\n(23) to the royal children who marched behind him in this army.\n\n### The Flight\n\n(1) One man was called for from among them, and I was standing by. I heard his voice\n\n(2) as he spoke, though I stood some way off. My mind spun.\n\n(3) My arms spread out. Trembling fell on every limb of mine; I slipped away\n\n(4) at a run, to look for a hiding place for myself. I set myself\n\n(5) between two bushes, to make a path and travel on it. My going\n\n(6) was southward. I did not mean to reach the Residence.\n\n(7) This I suspected: a rebellion was going to break out. I did not expect to live after him.\n\n(8) I crossed the Maaty canal near the Sycamore.\n\n(9) I joined myself to the Island of Sneferu, and I spent the day there at the edge\n\n(10) of the fields. I set out while it was still day, and I met a man standing\n\n(11) at the mouth of the road. He showed me respect; but I was afraid of him.\n\n(12) Then, at the hour of the evening meal, I reached the harbor town\n\n(13) of Gu. I crossed over in a broad barge with no steering oar on her,\n\n(14) driven by a gust of the west wind. I passed by the east side of Iaku,\n\n(15) above the Lady of the Red Mountain. I gave\n\n(16) my two feet the road north, and I reached\n\n(17) the Walls of the Ruler, which were built to keep out the Asiatics. I took up\n\n(18) a bent position in a bush, out of fear of being seen\n\n(19) by the watchman on the watch tower who was on duty that day. I made my going\n\n(20) at the hour of night. When the land grew light, I reached Peten.\n\n(21) I settled myself on an island of Kem-wer, and thirst fell upon me:\n\n(22) it seized me, and I was parched, my throat dry as dust.\n\n(23) I said: this is the taste of death. Then I lifted up my heart and pulled myself together.\n\n(24) My limbs heard the roaring voice of cattle.\n\n(25) The Asiatics caught sight of me, and one of them recognized me:\n\n(26) a leader among them who had been in Egypt.\n\n(27) He gave me water, and he warmed milk for me. I went\n\n(28) on with him to his tribe. Good was what they did for me.\n\n### Amunenshi and the Praise of Senwosret\n\n(29) I made my way out of Byblos; I pushed on to Qedem. I spent\n\n(30) a year and a half there. Then Amunenshi fetched me; he is the ruler\n\n(31) of Upper Retjenu. He said to me: \"It is good, you being with me. You will hear\n\n(32) the speech of Egypt.\" He said this because he knew my character; he had heard\n\n(33) of my experience: the people of Egypt\n\n(34) who were with him there bore witness for me. Then he said to me: \"You have come to this —\n\n(35) why? Was there some trouble\n\n(36) in the Residence?\" Then I said to him: \"The King of Upper and Lower Egypt, Sehetepibre, has gone to his horizon.\n\n(37) No one can know what may come of it. I said this as a pretext.\n\n(38) I had come back from an army going against the land of the Tjemehu, and it was reported to me. My heart —\n\n(39) it fainted; it was not in my body; it carried me\n\n(40) onto the road of flight. No fault had been found with me, and no one had spat\n\n(41) in my face. I had heard no slander, and my name had never been heard\n\n(42) in the mouth of a herald. I do not know what brought me to this land:\n\n(43) it was like the plan of a god.\" Then he said before me: \"What now is that land, without him?\n\n(44) That excellent god: his terror is everywhere\n\n(45) in the foreign lands, like Sekhmet in a year of plague.\" I said to him:\n\n(46) \"Indeed, his son has gone into the palace, and he has taken\n\n(47) his father's inheritance. He is a god, and there is no second to him; no other\n\n(48) existed before him. He is a lord of wisdom, unique:\n\n(49) his plans excellent, his commands sure — going out and coming home at his word.\n\n(50) He it was who subdued the foreign lands while his father was inside his palace;\n\n(51) he reported to him that all he had ordained had happened. A strong man is he indeed,\n\n(52) one who acts with the strength of his arm, an attacker, and none is his equal. When he is seen,\n\n(53) he falls upon the bowmen; he has joined the battle.\n\n(54) He is one who bends the horn: he makes hands go slack, and his foes cannot take up the fight.\n\n(55) In the melee he is the avenger: he splits skulls, and none can stand before him.\n\n(56) He strides wide, and near him he destroys the runaway;\n\n(57) there is no escape for the man who turns his back on him. In the moment of attack he is steady of heart,\n\n(58) he wheels about but never gives his back; he is the man of firm heart.\n\n(59) When he sees the crowd, he does not let what is in his heart sit idle.\n\n(60) He charges with his face: when he falls on the peoples of the east, that is his joy —\n\n(61) his attack on the bowmen. He takes up his shield; he strikes down; he does not\n\n(62) repeat the blow. No one can turn aside his arrows,\n\n(63) no one can bend his bow. The bow peoples flee before him like\n\n(64) the might of the Great One. He fights, having foreseen the outcome; he does not\n\n(65) wait for what is left. He is a lord of love, great in sweetness:\n\n(66) he won by love. His city loves him more than its own body, and it cheers\n\n(67) over him more than over its own god. Men and women go past him crying out for joy, for\n\n(68) he is king over it. He conquered while still in the egg;\n\n(69) his face was on it from the day he was born. He is one who multiplies those born with him —\n\n(70) a unique one the god has given. How glad is this land, whose rule he has taken up:\n\n(71) he is one who stretches out its borders. He will conquer the lands,\n\n(72) the southern lands. He does not scheme against the northern lands. He was made to strike the Asiatics,\n\n(73) to tread down the Sand-dwellers. Send to him, and let him learn\n\n(74) your name. Do not seek a name for yourself in disloyalty from his Majesty. […] He will certainly do good to the land that stays loyal to him.\"\n\n### A Life in Yaa\n\n(75) He said to me: \"It is not a foreign land; it is a land that sits on its own water.\n\n(76) Surely Egypt is good, because it knows his excellence.\n\n(77) But look: you are here; you will stay with me, and I will do good to you.\"\n\n(78) He set me at the head of his tribe. He joined me\n\n(79) to his eldest daughter. He let me choose for myself from his land,\n\n(80) from the best of what he had along his border toward\n\n(81) another land. It is a good land: Yaa is its name. There is not its like in all the land.\n\n(82) Figs are in it, and grapes; its wine is more plentiful than its water. Plenteous\n\n(83) is its honey, many are its oil trees, and every kind of fruit is on its trees.\n\n(84) Barley is there, and emmer; there is no end of all its cattle.\n\n(85) Great too was what came to me along with what arrived out of love for me.\n\n(86) He made me a chief of a tribe, among the chosen of\n\n(87) his tribe. Bread was made for me as daily food, and wine\n\n(88) as my daily portion: boiled meat, roast fowl,\n\n(89) and roast beside the game of the hill land, which was hunted\n\n(90) for me; fish and birds were caught for me too, beside the catch of my grayhounds.\n\n(91) Sweet things were made for me again and again, and milk\n\n(92) was in every dish of cooked food. I passed many years there, and my children grew\n\n(93) into strong men, every one of them a chief\n\n(94) of his tribe. The messenger who went north and the one who went south to the Residence\n\n(95) stopped with me. I gave all people a place with me:\n\n(96) I gave water to the one who thirsted; I set the wanderer on his way.\n\n(97) On the road I rescued the man who had been robbed. The Asiatics who made ready for attack,\n\n(98) to drive back the chiefs of the foreign lands:\n\n(99) I advised their march. This ruler of\n\n(100) Retjenu had me carry out many missions as commander of\n\n(101) his army. Every land I went against, I made my raid into it,\n\n(102) and it was driven from its pastures and its wells.\n\n(103) I carried off its cattle and took away its clans.\n\n(104) I took their food stores, and I killed the people in it.\n\n(105) It was by my strong arm, by my bow, by my marching,\n\n(106) by my excellent plans that I stood high in his heart.\n\n(107) He loved me, for he had come to know my worth; he set me\n\n(108) at the head of his children, for he had seen my ability.\n\n### The Champion of Retjenu\n\n(109) My arm: there came a strong man of Retjenu, and he challenged me\n\n(110) in my tent. He was a champion without a second; he had beaten\n\n(111) the whole of it. He said he would fight with me, because he meant\n\n(112) to rob me: he planned to plunder my cattle,\n\n(113) on the advice of his tribe. That ruler took counsel with me, and I said:\n\n(114) \"I do not know him. Am I his comrade, that I should go about freely\n\n(115) in his camp? Did I open his back gate?\n\n(116) Did I break down his fence? It is envy\n\n(117) because he sees me carrying out your missions. In the end I was like a herd bull, in the middle of\n\n(118) another herd: the bull of the herd attacked him;\n\n(119) the long-horned bull drove at him. Is a lowly creature\n\n(120) loved for his appointed place as chief? No bowman joins\n\n(121) with a Delta man. Who can fasten\n\n(122) the papyrus reed to the mountain?\n\n(123) Does a bull want to fight? Does a champion want\n\n(124) to turn back for fear of meeting his match?\n\n(125) If his heart is set on fighting, let him make his wish known.\n\n(126) Does the god not know what is ordained? He is the one who knows what it is.\"\n\n(127) I passed the night. I bent my bow; I laid\n\n(128) my arrows; I gave an edge to my dagger; I made ready\n\n(129) my weapons. When the land grew light, all Retjenu had come:\n\n(130) it gathered its tribes, it assembled the foreign lands\n\n(131) on its two sides. It meant this fight. Every heart burned\n\n(132) for me; the married women ached in heart.\n\n(133) Every one pitied me. They said: Is there another\n\n(134) strong man to fight against him? Then he took up his shield, his axe,\n\n(135) his armful of javelins. When I had reached his side,\n\n(136) I let his arrows pass me by, all to no effect.\n\n(137) He came on, one to one, and engaged me.\n\n(138) I shot him, and my arrow stood fast in his neck.\n\n(139) He cried out; he fell on his face; I finished him\n\n(140) with his own axe. I raised my war cry over him,\n\n(141) and every Asiatic roared. I gave my praise\n\n(142) to Montu, while his followers mourned for him. This ruler Amunenshi\n\n(143) took me in his arms. Then I carried off his goods;\n\n(144) I plundered his cattle. What he had meant to do to me, I did to him.\n\n(145) What he had meant for me, I brought back on him; I took everything that was in his tent\n\n(146) and stripped his camp. I grew great thereby; I grew rich\n\n### The Exile’s Prayer\n\n(147) in goods, and I grew rich in cattle. So it was that God had done this:\n\n(148) to be gracious to the man he had been angry with, the man he had led astray into\n\n(149) another land. Today his heart is content.\n\n(150) A fugitive flees because of his hard times; but my name stands in the Residence.\n\n(151) The hungry man creeps away; but I give bread to my neighbor.\n\n(152) A man leaves his land because of nakedness; but I\n\n(153) have white linen, fine linen.\n\n(154) A man runs away for want of a messenger to send; but I am rich\n\n(155) in servants. My house is fine, and my place is wide.\n\n(156) My memory is in the palace. \"Every god who ordained this flight,\n\n(157) may you be gracious: bring me back to the Residence. You will surely\n\n(158) let me see the place where my heart has been staying.\n\n(159) What is greater than my burial in the land where I was born?\n\n(160) Here is a cry for help, that good may come about and be given me.\n\n(161) May God be kind, and so bring the end of the man he has cast out to a good close —\n\n(162) does his heart ache for the man he transplanted to live in a foreign land? Is it so today?\n\n(163) Yes: when he is gracious he hears the prayer of the one far away, and he turns his hand\n\n(164) to the man through whom the land had been shaken, back to the place where he had brought him.\n\n(165) May the king of Egypt be kind to me, that I may live in his kindness.\n\n(166) May I greet the lady of the land who is in his palace; may I hear\n\n(167) the messages of her children — oh, to grow young again!\n\n(168) My limbs: age has come down on them, and weakness\n\n(169) has seized me. My eyes are heavy; my arms are weak.\n\n(170) my feet no longer follow; my heart is weary; I am near\n\n(171) to passing away. May they carry me to the place of eternity, so that I may follow\n\n(172) the Lady of All. May she tell me that her children are well; may she spend eternity over me.\"\n\n### The King’s Decree\n\n(173) An age had passed over me. Then it was told to the Majesty of the King of Upper and Lower Egypt, Kheperkare the justified, about this state\n\n(174) that I was in under him. Then his Majesty sent to me\n\n(175) gifts of the king's bounty, to gladden the heart of this servant like a ruler\n\n(176) of any foreign land. The royal children who were in his palace had it brought about,\n\n(177) and I heard their messages.\n\n(178) Copy of the decree that was brought to this servant about his being brought back to Egypt:\n\n(179) Horus: Ankh-mesut. Two Ladies: Ankh-mesut. Golden Horus: Ankh-mesut. King of Upper and Lower Egypt: Kheperkare. Son of Re:\n\n(180) Senwosret, may he live forever and eternity. The royal decree to the follower Sinuhe:\n\n(181) \"See: this decree of the king is brought to you, to let you know that you went round the foreign lands.\n\n(182) You came out of Qedem into Retjenu, and land handed you on to land by the plan\n\n(183) of your own heart. What have you done, that one should act against you?\n\n(184) You spoke no reviling, so that one should have to punish your speech;\n\n(185) you did not speak in the council of the nobles, so that one should have to oppose what you said.\n\n(186) It was this plan of yours that carried your heart away; it was not he: in my heart there was nothing against you.\n\n(187) Your sky, she who is in the palace: she endures today as in her former state, as queen of the land.\n\n(188) Her children are in the audience hall. May you endure with the precious things they give you, and live on their gifts.\n\n(189) Make your coming to Egypt: see the Residence in which you grew up; kiss\n\n(190) the earth at the great double gate; join yourself to the courtiers.\n\n(191) Today you have begun to grow old; your manhood has slipped away; you call to mind\n\n(192) the day of burial, of passing to the revered state. A night is made ready for you with sft oil,\n\n(193) bandages from the hand of Tait. A burial procession is made for you on the day\n\n(194) of the burial: a casing of gold, a head of lapis; the sky is over you as you are laid\n\n(195) on the bier; oxen draw you; singers go before you; the dance is made\n\n(196) of the weary ones beside your tomb. Offerings are called out for you, and beasts are slaughtered\n\n(197) beside your offering stones. Your pillars are built of white stone inside the pyramids of\n\n(198) the royal children. You will not die in the foreign land; Asiatics shall not lay you away;\n\n(199) you shall not be wrapped in a ram's skin, and your wild grave shall not be made. All this outweighs the wrong done to the land. Think of your body, and come!\" This decree reached me while I stood\n\n### Sinuhe’s Reply\n\n(200) in the middle of my tribe. It was read out to me. I threw myself on my belly and touched\n\n(201) the ground, and I spread myself flat on it; then I walked round my camp crying out:\n\n(202) \"How can this be done for this servant, whose heart led him astray into cruel foreign lands?\n\n(203) But surely kind is the patient-hearted one who saved me from death. Your ka will have me do it:\n\n(204) I shall end my days in the Residence.\" Copy of the answer to this decree, by the servant of the palace Sinuhe:\n\n(205) \"In peace, and very well. As for this flight, which this servant made in his ignorance,\n\n(206) it was your ka that did it: the good god, lord of the Two Lands, loved of Re, favored of Montu lord of Thebes: Amun,\n\n(207) lord of the throne of the Two Lands: Sobek-Re, Horus, Hathor, Atum with his Ennead,\n\n(208) Sopdu, Neferbau, Semseru, Horus of the East, the Lady of Imet — may she join herself\n\n(209) to your head. The council that is upon the sea: Min-Horus in the midst of the foreign lands, Wereret the Lady of Punt,\n\n(210) Nut, Hor-wer-Re, and all the gods of Egypt\n\n(211) and of the islands of the Great Green sea: may they give life and well-being to your nose; may they join you with their gifts.\n\n(212) May they give you eternity without limit and endless time without term; may your terror be proclaimed\n\n(213) through the low lands and the hill lands. You have subdued all that the sun circles. This is this servant's prayer\n\n(214) to his lord, who pulls him out of the West. The lord of insight, who reads people, reads this one too.\n\n(215) Before the majesty of the private apartments: this servant was afraid to say it —\n\n(216) it is like some great hard thing. To say it again: the great god, the equal of Re, gave wisdom to the servant who served him.\n\n(217) For his part, this servant is in the hand of one who looks after him: let these things be put under his decision. Your Majesty is\n\n(218) Horus the conqueror; mighty are your arms against all lands.\n\n(219) Then may your Majesty command that they bring: Mekim from Qedem, Hantawattis\n\n(220) from the southern land of Kesh, and Amunines\n\n(221) from the lands of the Fenchu. They are rulers whose names can be attested;\n\n(222) they live in your favor. Say no more of Retjenu: it is yours in the same way\n\n(223) as your grayhounds. This flight which this servant made: I did not plan it;\n\n(224) it was not in my heart, and I gave it no thought. I do not know what cut me off from my place: it was like\n\n(225) a dream, as when a Delta man sees himself\n\n(226) in Elephantine, or a man of the marshes in Nubia. I felt no fear, and no one\n\n(227) hurried after me. I had heard no evil speech, and my name had not been heard\n\n(228) in the mouth of a herald. It was just that shudder of my limbs, and my feet\n\n(229) ran away. My heart drove me, and the god who ordained this flight\n\n(230) pulled me on. I was not one to be proud before this: the man who knows\n\n(231) his land is a God-fearing man. Re has set your fear through all the land,\n\n(232) your dread in every foreign land. Be I in the Residence, be I in this place, you are the one who covers\n\n(233) this horizon: the sun disk rises at your pleasure. The water in the river is drunk\n\n(234) when you will; the air of the sky is breathed when you say. Your servant will hand on to\n\n(235) his brood, whom this servant begot in this place.\n\n(236) Your Majesty acts according to his wish, and one lives on the air you give.\n\n(237) Beloved of Re, Horus, and Hathor: this noble nose of yours, so loved — may it live forever.\"\n\n### The Journey Home\n\n(238) Montu, lord of Thebes, may he live forever: then a visit came to this servant, and I was given one day in Yaa\n\n(239) to hand on my goods to my children. My eldest son took charge\n\n(240) of my tribe. All my goods were in his hand: my servants, my cattle,\n\n(241) all my fruit trees, every sweet tree of mine. Then this servant went south.\n\n(242) I stopped at the Ways of Horus. The officer there who had charge of the border watch\n\n(243) sent a message to the Residence, to let them know that I had come. His Majesty\n\n(244) sent the overseer of the palace field workers, a tried man of the royal estate; ships came after him,\n\n(245) loaded with gifts of the king's bounty for the Asiatics who had come with me, to see me to the Ways of Horus.\n\n(246) I named every one of them by his name. Then I took the road and set sail.\n\n(247) South by sail went this servant. Every cupbearer was at his task, and beer was mashed and strained beside me, until I reached the harbor of Itj-tawi.\n\n(248) The land grew light, very early in the morning, and a call came to me:\n\n(249) ten men coming, ten men going, to lead me into the palace. I touched the ground\n\n(250) between the statues. The royal children stood in the corridor, ready for my coming, and the courtiers\n\n(251) led me on into the colonnade, setting me on the way to the audience hall.\n\n### Before the King\n\n(252) I found his Majesty on the great throne of electrum, in the audience hall. And I lay stretched out\n\n(253) on my belly; I no longer knew myself before this god. He spoke to me in kindness,\n\n(254) but I was like a man seized in the dim light of dawn. My ba was slipping away; my limbs were weak;\n\n(255) my heart was not in my body; I could not tell whether life outweighed death.\n\n(256) Then his Majesty said to one of these courtiers: \"Lift him up,\n\n(257) and let him speak to me.\" Then his Majesty said: \"See, you have come back; you have traveled the foreign lands, and flight overtook you:\n\n(258) its assault was upon you. You have grown old; you have reached old age; your burial will not be a small one.\n\n(259) Your body will not be given burial by the bowmen. Do not act against yourself again. You did not speak\n\n(260) when your name was called. Did you fear punishment?\" I answered with the answer of a frightened man:\n\n(261) \"What should a frightened man say when my lord speaks? If I answer, it is not my own face that does it:\n\n(262) it is the hand of a god. It is a terror that is in my body, like the one who let the ordained flight happen.\n\n(263) See, I am before you: life is yours; your Majesty acts according to his wish.\" Then his Majesty\n\n(264) had the royal children brought in. His Majesty said to the queen: \"Look: Sinuhe\n\n(265) has come back as an Asiatic, a creature of the Asiatics!\" She gave a great cry,\n\n(266) and the royal children too were all in one loud outcry. Then they said\n\n(267) before his Majesty: \"It is not truly he, ruler, our lord!\" His Majesty said: \"It is he,\n\n(268) truly.\" Then they brought out their menit necklaces and their sistra,\n\n(269) their sistrum-rattles in their hands, and offered them to his Majesty; and they sang before his Majesty:\n\n(270) \"Your hands to beauty for the enduring king: the ornament of the Lady of Heaven. May the Golden One give\n\n(271) life to your nose, and may the Lady of the Stars join herself to you. Downstream goes the Upper Egyptian crown, upstream goes the Lower Egyptian crown,\n\n(272) joined and made whole by the word of your Majesty. May the Wadjet be set on your brow. Turn away\n\n(273) the petitioners of evil intent. May Re, lord of the Two Lands, be gracious to you;\n\n(274) joy to you as to the Lady of All. Loosen your horn bow; take off your arrows;\n\n(275) give breath to the one who is short of breath; give us our beautiful singing\n\n(276) on this beautiful day: give us the son of the north wind, the bowman born in Egypt.\"\n\n(277) Then he said: \"It was fear of you that made him flee, and dread of you that made him leave the land.\n\n(278) Let not the face of the one who sees your face go pale.\n\n(279) Let not the eye that looks on you be afraid.\" His Majesty said: \"He shall not fear;\n\n(280) he shall not wail in dread. He will be a courtier among\n\n(281) the officials, and he shall be placed within the court circle.\"\n\n(282) \"Go now, all of you, to the House of Morning, and prepare for him.\"\n\n### Honors and a Tomb\n\n(283) After his array had been attended to, I then went out from the audience hall,\n\n(284) and there the royal children held out their hands to me.\n\n(285) After that we went on to the great double gate.\n\n(286) I was taken to the house of a king's son. Splendid things were in it: a bathing room\n\n(287) was there, and statues of the horizon; sealed treasures were in it\n\n(288) from the treasury: garments of royal linen, myrrh,\n\n(289) and the finest royal oil. Nobles of his favor were in every room.\n\n(290) Every cupbearer was at his post, and the years were made to slip away from my body:\n\n(291) I was dressed, and my hair was washed; the cast-offs were given\n\n(292) to the desert, the clothes to the Sand-dwellers. I was dressed\n\n(293) in fine linen, and anointed with the first oil; I slept\n\n(294) on a bed. I gave the sand back to those who tread it,\n\n(295) and the tree oil to those who anoint themselves with it. A house was given me\n\n(296) of a landowner, with all that a courtier possesses; and many craftsmen\n\n(297) went on building it. Every tree in it was newly planted, and there was brought to me\n\n(298) food from the palace, three times, four times a day.\n\n(299) Apart from what the royal children gave, there was no moment when it stopped.\n\n(300) A pyramid of stone was built for me, among\n\n(301) the pyramids. The necropolis workers worked the pyramid, laying out\n\n(302) its ground plan. The chief draftsmen drew on it, and the chief sculptors\n\n(303) carved in it. The masters of the works who are in the necropolis took pains over it.\n\n(304) Every piece of burial gear that is given into the shaft was furnished for it;\n\n(305) its offerings were provided. Mortuary priests were given me, and a funerary estate was made for me,\n\n(306) with fields in it as an endowment, each at its place,\n\n(307) as is done for a courtier of the first rank. My statue was overlaid\n\n(308) with gold, its kilt in electrum: it was his Majesty who had it made.\n\n(309) There is no poor man for whom the like was done. I was under\n\n(310) the favor of the king's gifts until the day of mooring came,\n\n(311) and it ran from its beginning to its end just as it is found set down in writing.","download_url":"https://mouseia.org/api/works/tale-of-sinuhe/translations/trn_tale_of_sinuhe_plain.txt"}],"retex_markdown_url":"https://mouseia.org/api/works/tale-of-sinuhe/retex.md"}}