I removed it to the wall--I mounted, and laid my dead child on the great stones at its top--I returned, and placed my wounded boy by the corpse.
Slowly, and with many efforts, I dragged the ladder upwards, until from its own weight one end fell to the ground on the other side.

As I had risen so I descended.

In the sand of the river-bank I scraped a hole, and buried there the corpse of the infant; for I could carry the weight of two no longer.

Then with my wounded child I reached some caverns that lay onward near the seashore.

There throughout the next day I lay hidden--alone with my sufferings of body and my affliction of heart--until the night came on, when I set forth on my journey to the mountains; for I knew that at AEmona, in the camp of the warriors of my people, lay the only refuge that was left to me on earth.