Cooled by an abundant dew,
From the summit of a merkeb,[[59]]
Thou hadst cast thy eyes round thee,
Thou wouldst have seen far away and on all sides
troops of wild animals
Browsing the fragrant shrubs.
At that moment all care would have fled from before
thee.
Overflowing joy would have filled thy soul.
What a charm, too, in our hunting! At sunrise,