s holy god, Imhetep, the
son of Ptah, his form being like unto that of the son of Him that is
south of his wall (_i.e._ Ptah), great rejoicings on account of him were
made by the inhabitants of White Wall (Memphis), and there were given to
him his name of Imhetep and the surname of Peta-Bast, and all the people
rejoiced in him. 14.

"The sixteenth day of the second month[8] of the season Pert of the
tenth year was the day on which I died. My husband, the priest and
divine father of Ptah, the priest of Osiris, Lord of Rastau, the priest
of the King of the South, the King of the North, the Lord of the Two
Lands, Ptolemy, whose word is truth, the chief of the mysteries of the
House of Ptah, the chief of the mysteries of heaven, earth, and the
Other World, the chief of the mysteries of Rastau, the chief of the
mysteries of Raqet, the Ur-kherp-hem, Pa-sher-en-Ptah, placed me in
Am-urtet, 15. he performed for me all the rites and ceremonies which are
[performed] for the dead who are buried in a fitting manner, he had me
made into a beautiful mummy, and caused me to be laid to rest in his
tomb behind Raqet.

"Hail, brother, husband, friend! O Ur-kherp-hem, cease not to drink, to
eat, to drink wine, 16. to enjoy the love of women, and to pass thy days
happily; follow thy heart (or desire) day and night. Set not sorrow in
thy heart, for oh, are the years [which we pass] so many on the earth
[that we should do this]? For Amentet is a land where black darkness
cannot be pierced by the eye, and it is a place of restraint (or misery)
for him that dwelleth therein. The holy ones [who are there] sleep in
their forms. They wake not 17. up to look upon their friends, they see
not their fathers [and] their mothers, and their heart hath no desire
for their wives [and] their children. The living water of the earth is
for those who are on it, stagnant water is for me. It cometh 18. to him
that is upon the earth. Stagnant is the water which is for me. I know
not the place wherein I am. Since I arrived at this valley of the dead I
long for running water. I say, 'Let not my attendant remove the pitcher
from the stream.' 19. O that one would turn my face to the north wind on
the bank of the stream, and I cry out for it to cool the pain that is in
my heart. He whose name is 'Arniau'[9] calleth everyone to him, and they
come to him with quaking hearts, and they are terrified through their
fear of him. 20. By him is no distinction made between go