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How, O how could I stay silent, how, O how could I keep quiet?
My friend whom I love has turned to clay:
Enkidu my friend whom I love has turned to clay.
Am I not like him? Must I lie down too, never to rise again?
— Tablet X
You will not find the life you seek.
When the Gods created Man,
Death for mankind they set aside,
Life in their own hands retaining.
—Siduri to Gilgamesh
We're the Mesopotamians!
Sargon, Hammurabi, Ashurbanipal and Gilgamesh...
—They Might Be Giants, "The Mesopotamians"
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