Rotherham(i)
4 Moreover, the mixed multitude that was in their midst, concealed not their lusting,––and so even the sons of Israel, fell away and wept, and said: Who will grant us to eat, flesh?
5 We remember the fish that we did eat in Egypt, without money,––the cucumbers, and the water–melons, and the leeks and the onions, and the garlick.
6 But, now, our soul is dried up, there is nothing at all,––unless, unto the manna, [we turn] our eyes.
7 Now, the manna, was, like coriander seed, and the appearance thereof like the appearance of bdellium.
8 The people used to go about and pick it up, and grind it with a pair of millstones, or pound it in a mortar, and boil it in a pot, and make it into round cakes,––then was the taste thereof like the taste of a sweet cake made with oil.