The tunnel I mentioned is in Tablet IX of the Epic of Gilgamesh.
If to move you, my soul must listen to What the readers of epic stories like. I know that, through the jungle, I should hike And skin an indigo snake for your shoes. I know I should learn how to fight a bull. I know I should defy my fierce quarry In the arena, win fame and glory To earn your hand after the spectacle. I have no hero skills. I need the route Of this tunnel guarded by scorpion men To walk twenty-four hours and, after the den, In the Garden of Eden, pick a fruit. But can the fruit be my simplicity To gain your passion and felicity?
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