Arrived at the door of the land without regress, To the porter in keeping, this order she giveth: Thou watcher of waters, throw open thy portal! Throw open thy portal, within will I enter! If the door be not opened that I may pass through it, The door will I shatter, its bolt break in pieces, Its sills will I burst, its doors tear asunder, The dead will I raise up, devourers and living, Even more than the living the dead will I raise up. The porter then opened his mouth and made answer, To the great goddess Ishtar, made answer the porter: "Withhold! O my lady, do not break it away, I go to Allatu, thy name to announce." The porter announced to the queen, to Allatu: "Thy sister, Ishtar, is come over these waters . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ." When Allatu these tidings received (from the porter), Like a tamarisk cut she (bowed herself down) (?). Like a reed that is broken she (bent to the ground) (?). "What bringeth her heart to me, pray? What trouble? With this one forsooth (shall I share my dwelling?) As food eat the clay and as wine drink the water, Weep over men who their wives have abandoned, O'er maidens who mourn the embrace of their lovers, Weep o'er the infants destroyed e'er their day? Go! porter, throw open thy door--open to her! And treat her according to olden-time law." The porter departed, threw open his door; "O enter, my lady, a welcome in Hades! Palace of the land, that knows no returning, O let it rejoice in thy presence."