Sumerian poetry

Bride­groom, dear to my heart,
Good­ly is your beau­ty, hon­eysweet.
You have cap­ti­vat­ed me,
let me stand trem­bling before you;
Bride­groom, I would be tak­en to the bed­cham­ber.
Bride­groom, you have tak­en your plea­sure of me.
Tell my moth­er, she will give you del­i­ca­cies;
my father, he will give you gifts.

Dates to approx 2030BC.

The Old­est Line in the World” (NYtimes 2006)

First published on March 4th, 2009 at 5:10 pm

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