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2 When thy two wandering Bays thou drawest hither, thy praiser laid within thine arms the thunder, 3 Faithful art thou, these thou defiest, Indra; thou art the Rbhus' Lord, heroic, victor. 4 That, as a friend, thou furtheredst, O Indra, when, Thundcrer, −strong in act, thou crushedst Vrtra; 5 This doest thou, and art not harmed, O Indra, e'en in the anger of the strongest mortal. 6 Hence men invoke thee, Indra, in the tumult of battle, in the light−bestowing conflict. 7 Warring for Purukutsa thou, O Indra, Thunder−armed I breakest down the seven castles; 8 O Indra, God who movest round about us, feed us with varied food plenteous as water− 9 Prayers have been made by Gotamas, O Indra, addressed to thee, with laud for thy Bay Horses.

2 This world's imperial Kings, O Mitra−Varuna, ye rule in holy synod, looking on the light. 3 Imperial Kings, strong, Heroes, Lords of earth and heaven, Mitra and Varuna, ye ever active Ones, 4 Your magic, Mitra−Varuna, resteth in the heaven. The Sun, the wondrous weapon, cometh forth as light 5 The Maruts yoke their easy car for victory, O Mitra−Varuna, as a hero in the wars. 6 Refreshing is your voice, O Mitra−Varuna: Parjanya sendeth out a wondrous mighty voice. 7 Wise, with your Law and through the Asura's magic power ye guard the ordinances, Mitra−Varuna. 2 Stretch out your arms with favouring love unto this man who singeth hymns, 3 That I may gain a refuge now, may my steps be on Mitra's path. 4 Mitra and Varuna, from you may I, by song, win noblest meed. 5 With your fair splendours, Varuna and Mitra, to our gathering come, 6 With those, moreover, among whom ye hold your high supremacy, 7 When morning flushes, Holy Ones! in the Gods' realm where white Cows shine, 2 For they are Kings of noblest might, of glorious fame most widely spread; 3 Approaching you with prayer for aid, together I address you first 4 E'en out of misery Mitra gives a way to dwelling at our case, 5 In Mitra's shelter that extends to utmost distance may we dwell, 6 Ye, Mitra, urge this people on, and to one end direct their ways.

2 Come readily to this mine invocation, lauded with songs, that ye may drink the juices. 3 Juice in wide room hath been prepared to feast you: for you the grass is strewn, most soft to tread on. 4 Agni uplifts him at your sacrifices: forth goes the oblation dropping oil and glowing. 5 Lords of great wealth! for glory, Surya's Daughter mounted your car that brings a hundred succours. 6 Ye Twain, with these your glories fair to look on, brought, to win victory, rich gifts for Surya. 7 May your winged coursers, best to draw. Nasatyas! convey you to the object of your wishes. 8 Lords of great wealth, manifold is your bounty: ye filled our cow with food that never faileth. 9 Mine were two mares of Puraya, brown, swift−footed; a hundred with Sumidha, food with Peruk Sanda

2 Surya's great ensign, restless as the billow, that urgeth men to action, is advancing: 3 Refulgent from the bosom of the Mornings, he in Whom singers take delight ascendeth. 4 Golden, far−seeing, from the heaven he riseth: far is his goal, he hasteth on resplendent. 5 Where the irrunortals have prepared his pathway he flieth through the region like a falcon. 6 Now Mitra, Varuna, Aryaman vouchsafe us freedom and room, for us and for our children.

2 Whom, served with sacrificial oil like Mitra, men presenting gifts 3 Much−lauded Jatavedas, him who bears oblations up to heaven 4 To noblest Agni, Friend of man, best Vrtra−slayer, are we come, 5 To deathless Jatavedas, meet for praise, adored, with sacred oil, 6 Even Agni whom these priestly men worship with sacrificial gifts, 7 O Agni, this our newest hymn hath been addressed from us to thee, 8 Agni, may it be dear to thee, most grateful, and exceeding sweet: 9 Splendid with splendours may it be, and in the battle with the foe 10 Steed, cow, a lord of heroes, bright like Indra, who shall fill the car. 11 Thou whom Gopavana made glad with song, O Agni Angiras, 12 Thou whom the priestly folk implore to aid the gathering of the spoil, 13 I, called to him who reels with joy, Srutarvan, Rksa's son, shall stroke 14 Four coursers with a splendid car, Savistha's horses, fleet of foot, 15 The very truth do I declare to thee, Parusni, mighty flood.

2 Thou makest food and vigour swell for Indra, best of gladdeners! 3 For Indra and for Visnu poured, Soma hath flowed into the jar: 4 These Somas swift and brown of hue, in stream of solemn sacrifice 5 Performing every noble work, active, augmenting Indra's strength, 6 Brown Soma−drops, effused that seek Indra, to their appropriate place 7 Flow onward with that stream of thine wherewith thou gavest Surya light, 8 He, Pavamana, high o'er man yoked the Sun's courser Etasa 9 And those ten Coursers, tawny−hued, he harnessed that the Sun might come 10 Hence, singers, pour the gladdeningjuice to Vayu and to Indra, pour 11 O Soma Pavamana, find wealth for us not to be assailed, 12 Send riches hither with thy stream in thousands, both of steeds and kine, 13 Soma the God, expressed with stones, like Surya, floweth on his way, 14 These brilliant drops have poured for us, in stream of solemn sacrifice, 15 Over the cleansing sieve have flowed the Somas, blent with curdled milk, 16 Soma, do thou most rich in sweets, a gladdening drink most dear to Gods, 17 For Indra, living men adorn the Tawny Courser in the streams, Indu, the giver of delight. 18 Pour for us, Soma, wealth in gold, in horses and heroic sons, 19 For Indra pour ye on the fleece him very sweet to taste, who longs.

20 The singers, seeking help, adorn the Sage who must be decked with songs: 21 The singers with their thoughts and hymns have, in the stream of sacrifice, 22 God, working with mankind, flow on; to Indra go thy gladdening juice: 23 O Soma, Pavamana, thou pourest out wealth that brings renown: 24 Soma thou flowest chasing foes and bringing wisdom and delight: 25 The Pavamanas have been poured, the brilliant drops of Soma juice, 26 The Pavamanas have been shed, the beautiful swift Soma−drops, 27 From, heaven, from out the firmament, hath Pavamana been effused 28 O Soma, Indu, very wise, drive, being purified, with thy stream 29 Driving the Raksasas afar, O Soma, bellowing, pour for us 30 Soma, do thou secure for us the treasures of the earih and heaven,

2 For worthy of obeisance, Gods, are all your names, worthy of adoration and of sacrifice. 3 I will rejoice in these Adityas for my weal, for whom the Mother pours forth water rich in balm, 4 Looking on men, ne'er slumbering, they by their deserts attained as Gods to lofty immortality. 5 Great Kings who bless us, who have come to sacrifice, who, ne'er assailed, have set their mansion in the 6 Who offereth to you the laud that ye accept, O ye All−Gods of Manu, many as ye are? 7 Ye to whom Manu, by seven priests, with kindled fire, offered the first oblation with his heart and soul, 8 Wise Deities, who have dominion o'er the world, ye thinkers over all that moves not and that moves, 9 In battles we invoke Indra still swift to hear, and all the holy Host of Heaven who banish grief, 10 Mightily−saving Earth, incomparable Heaven the good guide Aditi who gives secure defence 11 Bless us, all Holy Ones, that we may have your help, guard and protect us from malignant injury. 12 Keep all disease afar and sordid sacrifice, keep off the wicked man's malicious enmity. 13 Untouched by any evil, every mortal thrives, and, following the Law, spreads in his progeny. 14 That which ye guard and grace in battle, O ye Gods, ye Maruts, where the prize is wealth, where heroe 15 Vouchsafe us blessing in our paths and desert tracts, blessing in waters and in battle, for the light; 16 The noblest Svasti with abundant riches, who comes to what is good by distant pathway,− 17 Thus hatb the thoughtful sage, the son of Plati, praised you, O Aditi and all Adityas,