(12) I have come as a fisher; the fork has been given into my hand; my blade is in my hand, my knife is in my hand. I come forth; I go round about, and I entangle in my net

(6) I know the names of the fishermen who are fishing. They are the worms, the ancestors of the blood drinkers, who pour their flow on my hands, when the great god the lord listens to the words in Heliopolis, in the night of the 15th of the month, in the temple of the moon

(11) Know ye what I do know, the name of him who fishes there: the great prince who sits on the east of the sky

(17) I know the name of the fishermen who are fishing; they are the worms, the ancestors of Rā, the creatures, the ancestors of Seb

(16) I have brought thee from Elephantine the fresh water which refreshes thy heart

(36) Behold me, I am come to you and have carried off and put together my forms

(6) It is the Sektit boat, or it is the Atit boat, which bringeth them to me, and I feed upon them under the foliage of the Tamarisk

(28) Come forth into Heaven, sail across the firmament and enter into brotherhood with the Stars, let salutation be made to thee in the Bark, let invocation be made to thee in the Morning Bark. Contemplate Râ within his Ark and do thou propitiate his Orb daily. See the Ant fish in its birth from the emerald stream, and see the Abtu fish and its rotations

(9) Know ye what I do know, the name of the fisherman: the cynocephalus

(4) It is the Sektit boat and the Āātit which have brought me to the food and raiment which are upon the altar of the Spirits of Annu

(4) Let me speak to the divine Boatman at the gloaming, let me enter in and let me go out; that I may see who is there; that I may raise him up and speak my words to him

(4) And Râ said: “Verily, those are fishes in the hands of Sebak. and he hath found the two arms of Horus for him, which had become fishes.”

(1) O thou who art devoid of moisture in coming forth from the stream; and who restest upon the deck of thy Bark: as thou proceedest in the direction of Yesterday, and restest upon the deck of thy Bark, let me join thy boatmen

(10) Salutations, O gently moaning Turtle-dove! You went out contented and returned with a sad heart to a prison as narrow as Jonah's. O you who wander here and there like a fish, can you languish in ill-will? Cut off the head of this fish so that you may preen yourself on the summit of the moon.

(3) And I have taken the light of the spirit from the frightful water.

(7) Let me be brought in as a distressed mariner, and let my Soul come to me, which is my brother, and go to that place which thou knowest

(4) The dwelling (mânîst) of the birds is in the air, and the fish are in the midst of the water.

(22) Behold I have come, I sit in the boat of Rā, I sail on the lake of Cha and on the lake of the Northern sky

(7) I am gladdened in my very entrails, and am associated with the divine mariners, who circle round to the East of Heaven. I eat as they eat, and I feed upon what they feed. I eat bread from the house of the Lord of offerings

(2) "Yes," said the prince. "I am just about collecting the revenue of my fief, and will then lend you three hundred ounces of silver. Will that do?" At this Chuang Tzŭ flushed with anger and said, "Yesterday, as I was coming along, I heard a voice calling me. I looked round, and in the cart-rut I saw a stickleback. "'And what do you want, stickleback?' said I. "'I am a denizen of the eastern ocean,' replied the stickleback. 'Pray, Sir, a pint of water to save my life.' "'Yes,' said I. 'I am just going south to visit the princes of Wu and Yüeh. I will bring you some from the west river. Will that do?' "At this the stickleback flushed with anger and said, 'I am out of my element. I have nowhere to go. A pint of water would save me. But to talk to me like this,—you might as well put me in a dried-fish shop at once.'" Jên Kung Tzŭ got a huge hook on a big line, which he baited with fifty oxen. He squatted down at Kuei-chi, and cast into the eastern ocean. Every day he fished, but for a whole year he caught nothing. Then came a great fish which swallowed the bait, and dragging the huge hook dived down below. This way and that way it plunged about, erecting the dorsal fin. The white waves rolled mountain high. The great deep was shaken up. The noise was like that of so many devils, terrifying people for many miles around.