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Wed Sep 17 19:00:04 EST 2014


Hendrickson, 2008


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Sargon, the ruler of Bel, the priest of Asur, the darling of
Anu and Bel, the mighty king, king of hosts, king of Assyria,
king of the four quarters, the beloved of the great gods

and the mention of his name caused to go forth for the greatest
deeds, the mighty hero girt with terror, who for the overthrow
of the enemy sendeth forth is arms, the valiant warrior,

forgot and trusted in his own strength. Against the kings and
governors whom in Egypt had installed the father who begat me,
to slay, to plunder, and to seize Egypt he marched., Against
them he went in

city which the father who begat me had conquered and to the
border of Assyria had annexed.

I summoned my supreme forces with which Asur and Istar had filled
my ends

the way ...

he summoned his fighting men, With the might of Asur, Istar, and
the great gods, my lords, who go at my side, in the battle on the
broad plain I accomplished the overthrow of his forces.

heard the defeat of his forces.

That city I took; my troops I caused to enter and I stationed
them therein. had conquered

fortified cities, I captured. Their forces in numbers I slew;
their spoil, their possessions, and their cattle I carried off.
Their soldiers escaped and occupied a steep mountain

Of a vulture within the mountain had they set their stronghold,
In three days the warrior overcame the mountain

he cast down the mountain, he destroyed their nest, their host

He shattered, Two hundred of their fighting men I slew with the
sword; their heavy booty like a flock of sheep I carried off;
with their blood I dyed the mountain like crimson wool

their cities I overthrew, I destroyed I burned with fire.

they came to make war against me. I fought them and defeated
them. Their warriors I overthrew with the sword, like Ramman I
rained a deluge upon them, into trenches I heaped them, with the
corpses of their mighty men I filled the broad plain, with the
blood I dyed the mountain like scarlet wool.

The team of his yoke I took from him, a pile of heads over
against his city I set, his cities I overthrew, I destroyed, I
burnt with fire.

mile and female musicians, the whole of his craftsmen, as many
as there were, and the officers of the palace I brought out and
as spoil I reckoned.

I besieged, I captured, I carried off their spoil.

The walls of that temple had fallen in ruins. I was anxious, I
was afraid, I was distressed and my countenance was troubled.

(tablet translations)

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