"In the time when nothing which was called heaven existed above, and when nothing below had as yet
received the name of earth,* Apsu, the Ocean, who first was their father, and Chaos-Tiâmat, who gave birth to
them all, mingled their waters in one, reeds which were not united, rushes which bore no fruit."** Life
germinated slowly in this inert mass, in which the elements of our world lay still in confusion: when at length
it did spring up, it was but feebly, and at rare intervals, through the hatching of divine couples devoid of
personality and almost without form.