YLT(i)
6 and now our soul is dry, there is not anything, save the manna, before our eyes.'
7 And the manna is as coriander seed, and its aspect as the aspect of bdolach;
8 the people have turned aside and gathered it, and ground it with millstones, or beat it in a mortar, and boiled it in a pan, and made it cakes, and its taste hath been as the taste of the moisture of oil.
9 And in the descending of the dew on the camp by night, the manna descendeth upon it.