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2 She before all the living world hath wakened, the Lofty One who wins and gathers treasure. 3 If, Dawn, thou Goddess nobly born, thou dealest fortune this day to all the race of mortals, 4 Showing her wonted form each day that passeth, spreading the light she visiteth each dwelling. 5 Sister of Varuna, sister of Bhaga, first among all sing forth, O joyous Morning. 6 Let our glad hymns and holy thoughts rise upward, for the flames brightly burning have ascended. 7 The one departeth and the other cometh: unlike in hue day's, halves march on successive. 8 The same in form to−day, the same tomorrow, they still keep Varuna's eternal statute. 9 She who hath knowledge Of the first day's nature is born refulgent white from out the darkness. 10 In pride of beauty like a maid thou goest, O Goddess, to the God who longs to win thee, 11 Fair as a bride embellished by her mother thou showest forth thy form that all may see it. 12 Rich in kine, horses, and all goodly treasures, in constant operation with the sunbeams, 13 Obedient to the rein of Law Eternal give us each thought that more and more shall bless us.

2 Vena draws up his wave from out the ocean. mist−born, the fair one's back is made apparent, 3 Full many, lowing to their joint−possession, dwelling together stood the Darling's Mothers. 4 Knowing his form, the sages yearned to meet him: they have come nigh to hear the wild Bull's bellow. 5 The Apsaras, the Lady, sweetly smiling, supports her Lover in sublimest heaven. 6 They gaze on thee with longing in their spirit, as on a strong−winged bird that mounteth sky−ward;