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1 | | ⳁ ϫⲉⲛⲁⲙⲟⲛⲉ ⲙⲛ︦ⲧⲥⲓⲁ ⲉⲧⲥϩⲁⲓ̈ ⲙ︦ⲡⲣⲓⲅⲅⲓⲡⲟⲥ ⲡϣⲓ ⲛ
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2 | | ⲡⲉⲗⲁⲅⲓⲟⲥ ⲧⲛ︦ⲭⲣⲉⲱⲥⲧⲓ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲛ︦ⲥⲉ ⲛ︦ⲛⲟϭ ⲛ︦|
3 | | ⲧⲙⲏ· ⲡⲛⲱ ⲉⲧⲕ︦ⲛⲁϫⲛⲟⲩⲛ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲕⲱ|
4 | | ⲛ︦ϩⲉⲧⲟⲓⲙⲟⲥ ⲉϣⲓⲧ⳿ ⲡⲓⲧⲕ︦ⲟⲩⲟϣϥ︦ ⲛ︦ϩⲏ|
5 | | ⲧⲛ︦ ⲭⲱⲣⲓⲥ ⲗⲟⲟⲩ ⲛ︦ⲁⲛϯⲗⲟⲅⲓⲁ|
6 | | ⳁ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲙⲁⲕⲁⲣⲓⲟⲥ ⲇⲓⲟⲥ|
7 | | ⲁⲓ̈ⲥϩⲁⲓ̈ ϯⲃ︦ⲗϫⲉ
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1 | | ⳁⲁⲃⲣϩ︦ⲁⲙ ⲡⲁⲥⲙⲏⲧ|
2 | | ⲡⲁⲡⲓⲙⲁⲣⲓ
Translation
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1 | | Djenamone and Tsia are writing to Princeps son of|
2 | | Pelagios: we owe you six large|
3 | | mats. The hour when you ask us about them, you (should be: we) are|
4 | | prepared to ...?...probably something like "give you back... what you want from|
5 | | from us without dispute.|
6 | | I, Makarios son of Dios,|
7 | | have written this ostracon.
1 probably something like "give you back...
These two lines do not make much sense, seem to be from a different hand.
1 These two lines do not make much sense, seem to be from a different hand.
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