Thursday, 25 October 2007

From the instruction of ptahhotep

Don't be proud of your knowledge,
Consult the ignorant and the wise;
The limits of art are not reached,
No artist's skills are perfect;
Good speech is more hidden then greenstone,
Yet may be found among maids at the grindstones.

If you are a man who leads,
who controls the affairs of the many,
Seek out every beneficent deed,
That your conduct may be blameless,
Great is justice, lasting in effect,
Unchallenged since the time of Osiris.
One punishes the transgressor of laws,
Though the greedy overlooks this;
Baseness may seize riches,
Yet crime never lands its wares;
In the end it is justice that lasts,
Man says: "It is my father's ground."

If you are a man who leads,
Whose authority reaches wide,
You should do outstanding things,
Remember the day that comes after.
No strife will occur in the midst of honors,
But where the crocodile enters hatred arises.

If you want friendship to endure
In the house you enter
As master, brother, or friend,
In whatever place you enter,
Beware of approaching the women!
Unhappy is the place where it is done,
Unwelcome is he who intrudes on them.
A thousand men are turned away from their good:
A short moment like a dream,
Then death comes for having known them.
Poor advice is "shoot the opponent,"
When one goes to do it the heart rejects it.
He who fails through lust of them,
No affair of his can prosper.

Sustain your friends with what you have,
You have it by the grace of god;
Of him who fails to sustain his friends
One says, " a selfish Ka."
One plans the morrow but knows not what will be,
The right Ka is the KA by which one is sustained.
If praiseworthy deeds are done,
Friends will say, "welcome!"
One does not bring supplies to town,
One brings friends when there is need.

If you are mighty, gain respect through knowledge
And through gentleness of speech.
Don't command except as is fitting,
He who provokes gets into trouble,
Don't be haughty, lest you be humbled,
Don't be mute, lest you be chided.
When you answer one who is fuming,
Avert your face, control yourself.
The flame of the hot-heart sweeps across,
He who steps gently, his path is paved.
He who frets all day has no happy moment,
He who's gay all day can't keep house.

If you are great after having been humble,
Have gained wealth after having been poor
In the past, in a town which you know,
Knowing your former condition,
Do not put trust in your wealth,
Which came to you as gift of god;
So that you will not fall behind one like you,
To whom the same has happened.

Know your helpers, then you prosper,
Don't be mean towards your friends,
They are one's watered field,
And greater than one's riches,
For what belongs to one belongs to another.
The character of a son-of-man is profit to him;
Good nature is a memorial.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

*bursts*

Such a wonderful lesson to give a son... I only ask my own son to be honest. (He's a teenager so I'm going slow.)

I notice many of my own core values are mentioned and that validates them.

Thank you so very much for sharing.

MissTottenham said...

Thanks AIP. I'll try to keep blogging regularly but it takes so long to type up. I do love the way with words these Egyptians had.