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One thing I love about reading ancient poetry is unexpectedly coming across antecedents of contemporary clichés. Here, over 3,000 years ago, is Gilgamesh telling the sun god “I’ll sleep when I’m dead”: Said Gilgamesh to him, to the hero Shamash: “After roaming, wandering all through the wild When I enter the Netherworld will rest be scarce? I shall lie there sleeping all down the years!”