and their place is not;
they are as they had never been born
since the time of Rā.
(They in the shades) are sitting on the bank of the river,
thy soul is among them, drinking its sacred water,
following thy heart, at peace ...[535]
Give bread to him whose field is barren,
thy name will be glorious in posterity for evermore;
they will look upon thee ...[536]
(The priest clad in the skin)[537] of a panther will pour to the ground,