Rig Veda on Strength

2 Effused, this juice victorious flows for Indra, for his maintenance. 3 May Indra in his raptures gain from him the grasp that gathers spoil, 4 Flow vigilant for Indra, thou Soma, yea, Indu, run thou on: 5 Do thou, all−beautiful, purify for Indra's sake the mighty juice, 6 Best finder of prosperity for us, most rich in sweets for Gods, 7 O Indu, with thy streams, in might, flow for the banquet of the Gods: 8 Thy drops that swim in water have exalted Indra to delight: 9 Stream opulence to us, ye drops of Soma, pressed and purified, 10 Soma, while filtered, with his wave flows through the long wool of the sheep, 11 With songs they send the Mighty forth, sporting in wood, above the fleece: 12 Into the jars hath he been loosed, like an impetuous steed for war, 13 Gold−hued and lovely in his course, througb tangles of the wool he flows, 14 Flow thus, a faithful votary: the streams of meath have been effused.

2 Your Soma−drinker keeps afar your furious rush, Indra and Visnu, when ye come with all your might. T

2 To us may all the Gods come trooped together, Aryaman, Mitra, Varuna concordant, 3 Agni I sing, the guest you love most dearly: the Conqueror through our lauds is friendly−minded. 4 To you I seek with reverence, Night and Morning, like a cow good to milk, with hope to conquer, 5 May the great Dragon of the Deep rejoice us: as one who nourishes her young comes Sindhu, 6 Moreover Tvastar also shall approach us, one−minded with the princes at his visit. 7 Him too our hymns delight, that yoke swift horses, like mother cows who lick their tender youngling. 8 So may the Maruts, armed with mighty weapons, rest here on heaven and earth with hearts in concord, 9 They hasten on to happy termination their orders when they are made known by 10 Incline the Asvins to show grace, and Pusan, for power and might have they, their own possession. 11 This is my reverent thought of you, ye Holy; may it inspire you, make you dwell among us,−

2 I should be fain, O Lord of Power, to strengthen and enrich the sage, 3 To worshippers who press the juice thy goodness, Indra, is a cow 4 None is there, Indra, God or man, to hinder thy munificence, 5 The sacrifice made Indra strong when he unrolled the earth, and made 6 Thine aid we claim, O Indra, thine who after thou hast waxen great 7 In Soma's ecstasy Indra spread the firmament and realms of light, 8 Showing the hidden he drave forth the cows for the Angirases, 9 By Indra were the lumirious realms of heaven established and secured, 10 Indra, thy laud moves quickly like a joyous wave of water−floods: 11 For thou, O Indra, art the God whom hymns and praises magnify: 12 Let the two long−maned Bay Steeds bring Indra to drink the Soma juice, 13 With waters' foam thou torest off, Indra, the head of Namuci, 14 The Dasyus, when they fain would climb 15 As Soma−drinker conquering all, thou scatteredst to every side

2 With invocations, on the gracious Father's mind, and on the Mother's great inherent power I muse. 3 These Sons of yours well skilled in work, of wondrous power, brought forth to life the two great Mother 4 They with surpassing skill, most wise, have measured out the Twins united in their birth and in their ho 5 This is to−day the goodliest gift of Savitar: this thought we have when now the God is furthering us.

2 Not this way go I forth: hard is the passage. Forth from the side obliquely will I issue. 3 He bent his eye upon the dying Mother: My word I now withdraw. That way I follow. 4 What strange act shall he do, he whom his Mother bore for a thousand months and many autumns? 5 Deeming him a reproach, his mother hid him, Indra, endowed with all heroic valour. 6 With lively motion onward flow these waters, the Holy Ones, shouting, as 'twere, together. 7 Are they addressing him with words of welcome? Will the floods take on them the shame of Indra? 8 I cast thee from me, mine,−thy youthful mother: thee, mine own offspring, Kusava hath swallowed. 9 Thou art mine own, O Maghavan, whom Vyamsa struck to the ground and smote thy jaws in pieces. 10 The Heifer hath brought forth the Strong, the Mighty, the unconquerable Bull, the furious Ind 1 Then to her mighty Child the Mother turned her, saying, My son, these Deities forsake thee. Th

2 The Son of Strength; for is he not our gracious Lord? Let us serve him who bears our gifts. 3 Agni, thou beamest forth with light, great Hero, never changed by time. 4 Thou worshippest great Gods: bring them without delay by wisdom and thy wondrous power. 5 He whom floods, stones, and trees support, the offspring of eternal Law; 6 He who hath filled both worlds fult with his brilliant shine, who hastens with his smoke to heaven; 7 O Agni, with thy lofty beams, with thy pure brilliancy, O God, 8 Thou art the Lord of house and home of all the tribes, O Agni, of all tribes of men. 9 Wonderful, with thy favouring help, send us thy bounties, gracious Lord. 10 With guards unfailing never negligent speed thou our children and our progeny. 11 Hither, O friends, with newest song drive her who freely pours her milk; 12 Who, for the host of Maruts bright with native sheen, hath shed immortal fame like milk; 13 For Bharadvaja she poured down in days of old 14 Your friend like Indra passing wise, with magic power like Varuna. 15 Bright as the host of Maruts mighty in their roar. May they bring Pusan free from foes; 16 Haste to me, Pusan, in thine car, bright Deity: I fain would speak: 17 Tear not up by the roots the Kakambira tree: destroy thou all malignity. 18 Uninjured let thy friendship be, like the smooth surface of a skin, 19 For thou art high above mankind, in glory equal to the Gods. 20 May the kind excellence of him the Kind, loud Roarers! be our guide, 21 They whose high glory in a moment like the God, the Sun, goes round the space of heaven, 22 Once, only once, the heaven was made, once only once, the earth was formed−

2 With heroes he shall overcome his hero foes, and spread his wealth by kine wise by himself is be. 3 He, mighty like a raving river's billowy flood, as a bull conquers oxen, overcomes with strength. 4 For him the floods of heaven flow never failing down: first with the heroes he goes forth to war for kine 5 All roaring rivers pour their waters down for him, and many a flawless shelter hath been granted him.

2 May Mitra, Varuna, Aryaman, and Ayu, Indra Rbhuksan, and the Maruts, love us, 3 You will I call to feed the car−horse, Asvins, with the wind's flight swiftest of those who travel: 4 The heavenly Victor, he whose priest is Kanva, Trta with Dyaus accordant, Vata, Agni, 5 Bring ye your riches forward borne on horses: let thought be framed for help and gain of treasure. 6 Bring hither him who yokes the car, your Vayu, who praises with his songs, the God and Singer; 7 I speed to you with powers that should be honoured, with songs distinguishing Heaven's mighty Daught 8 You I extol, the nourishers of heroes bringing you gifts, Vastospati and Tvastar− 9 Ours be the Parvatas, even they, for offspring, free−moving, who are Heroes like the Vasus. 10 Trta praised him, germ of the earthly hero, with pure songs him the Offspring of the Waters. 11 How shall we speak to the great might of Rudra? How speak to Bhaga who takes thought for riches? 12 May the swift Wanderer, Lord of refreshments listen to our songs, who speeds throuih cloudy heaven: 13 We know your ways, ye Mighty Ones receiving choice meed, ye Wonderful, we will proclaim it. 14 Celestial and terrestrial generations, and Waters will I summon to the feasting. 15 Duly to each one hath my laud been offered. Strong be Varutri with her powers to succour. 16 How may we serve the Liberal Ones with worship, the Maruts swift of course in invocation, the Marut 17 Thus thinking, O ye Gods, the mortal wins you to give him increase of his herds of cattle: the mortal w 18 O Gods, may we obtain from you this favour, strengthening food through the Cow's praise, ye Vasus. 19 May Ila, Mother of the herds of cattle, and Urvasi with all the streams accept us;

2 With brilliant, purifying sheen, with perfect sheen thou liftest up thyself in light. 3 O Jatavedas, Son of Strength, rejoice ihyself, gracious, in our fair hymns and songs. 4 Agni, spread forth, as Ruler, over living things: give wealth to us, Immortal God. 5 To him, the wise, who orders sacrifice, who hath great riches un der his control, 6 The men have set before them them for their welfare Agni, strong, visible to all, the Holy.

2 In whom the hymns of praise delight, and all the glory−giving songs. 3 Him I invite with eulogy, best King, effective in the fight, 4 Whose perfect ecstasies are wide, profound, victorious, and give 5 Him, when the spoils of war are staked, men call to be their advocate: 6 Men honour him with stirring songs and magnify with solemn rites: 7 1ndra is priest and Rsi, he is much invoked by many men, 8 Meet to be lauded and invoked, true Hero with his deeds of might, 9 The men, the people magnify that Indra with their Slina. songs, 10 Him who advances them to wealth, sends light to lead them in the war, 11 May he, the saviour much−invoked, may Indra bear us in a ship 12 As such, O Indra, honour us with gifts of booty, further us, 2 O Indra, let thy long−maned Bays, yoked by prayer, bring thee hitherward 3 We Soma−bearing Brahmans call thee Soma−drinker with thy friend, 4 Come unto us who bring the juice, come unto this our eulogy, 5 I pour it down within thee, so through all thy members let it spread: 6 Sweet to thy body let it be, delicious be the savoury juice: 7 Like women, let this Soma−draught, invested with its robe, approach, 8 Indra, transported with the juice, vast in his bulk, strong in his neck 9 O Indra, go thou forward, thou who rulest over all by might: 10 Long be thy grasping−hook wherewith thou givest ample wealth to him 11 Here, Indra, is thy Soma−draught, made pure upon the sacred grass: 12 Famed for thy radiance, worshipped well this juice is shed for thy delight 13 To Kundapayya, grandson's son, grandson of Srngavrs! to thee, 14 Strong pillar thou, Lord of the home armour of Soma−offerers: 15 Holy Prdikusanu, winner of the spoil, one eminent o'er many men,

2 Thou art a sacred Bard, a Sage; the meath is offipring of thy sap: 3 All Deities of one accord have come that they may drink of thee: 4 He who containeth in his hands all treasures much to be desired: 5 Who milketh out this mighty Pair, the Earth and Heaven, like mother kine 6 Who in a moment mightily floweth around these two world−halvcs: 7 The Strong One, being purified, hath in the pitchers cried aloud:

2 Looking on man, O Varuna and Mitra, this Sun ascendeth up by both the pathways, 3 He from their home hath yoked the Seven gold Coursers who, dropping oil and fatness, carry Surya. 4 Your coursers rich in store of sweets have mounted: to the bright ocean Surya hath ascended, 5 For these, even Aryaman, Varuna and Mitra, are the chastisers of all guile and falsehood. 6 These, Mitra, Varuna whom none deceiveth, with great power quicken even the fool to wisdom, 7 They ever vigilant, with eyes that close not, caring for heaven and earth, lead on the thoughtless. 8 When Aditi and Varuna and Mitra, like guardians, give Sudas their friendly shelter, 9 May he with ofierings purify the altar from any stains of Varuna's reviler. 10 Hid from our eyes is their resplendent meeting: by their mysterious might they hold dominion. 11 He who wins favour for his prayer by worship, that he may gain him strength and highest riches, 12 This priestly task, Gods! Varuna and Mitra! hath been performed for you at sacrifices.

3 Pusan the Strong hath knowledge of sweet praises even as Indu hath. He dews our corn with moisture, h

2 For this his mighty deed is Visnu lauded, like some wild beast, dread, prowling, mountain−roaming; 3 Let the hymn lift itself as strength to Visnu, the Bull far−striding, dwelling on the mountains, 4 Him whose three places that are filled with sweetness, imperishable, joy as it may list them, 5 May I attain to that his well−loved mansion where men devoted to the Gods are happy. 6 Fain would we go unto your dwelling−places where there are many−horned and nimble oxen,

2 Steer−strong thy might is as a steer's, steerstrong thywood, steer−like thy drink 3 Thou, Indu, as a vigorous horse, hast neighed together steeds and kine: 4 Out of desire of cows and steeds and horses. potent Soma−drops, 5 They purified in both the hands, made beautiful by holy men, 6 These Soma juices shall pour forth all treasures for the worshipper 7 The streams of Pavamana, thine, Finder of all, have been effused, 8 Making the light that shines from heaven thou flowest on to every form 9 Urged on thou sendest out thy voice, O Pavamana; thou hast moved, 10 Indu, Enlightener, Friend, hath been purified by the sages' hymns: 11 Thy God−delighting wave which hath flowed to purifying seive, 12 Flow to our sieve, a gladdening draught that hath most intercourse with Gods, 13 Flow onward with a stream for food, made beautiful by sapient men: 14 While thou art cleansed, Song−Lover, bring comfort and vigour to the folk, 15 Purified for the feast of Gods, go thou to Indra's special place, 16 Accelerated by the hymn, the rapid drops of Soma juice 17 Easily have the living drops, made beautiful, approached the lake, 18 Compass about, our faithful Friend, all our possessions with thy might: 19 Loud neighs the Courser Etasa, with singers, harnessed for the place, 20 What time the Swift One resteth in the golden place of sacrifice, 21 The friends have sung in unison, the prudent wish to sacrifice: 22 For Indra girt by Maruts, flow, thou Indu, very rich in sweets, 23 Controlling priests and sages skilled in holy song adorn thee well: 24 Aryaman, Mitra, Varuna drink Pavamana's juice, yea, thine: 25 O Soma, Indu, thou while thou art purified urgest onward speech. 26 Yea, Soma, Indu, while thou art purified do thou bring to us 27 O Indu, Much−invoked, while thou art purifying, as the Friend. 28 Bright are these Somas blent with milk, with light that flashes brilliantly.

2 Indra and Pusan, deft of hand and mighty, well−pleased have drained the heaven's exhaustless udder. 3 Fain to lend vigour to the Bull, the siste.. with reverence recognize the germ within him. 4 Fixing with thought, at sacrifice, the press−stones, I bid the well−formed Heaven and Earth come hither 5 Agni, thy meath−sweet tongue that tastes fair viands, which among Gods is called the far−extended,− 6 Let thy stream give us drink, O God, O Agni, wonderful and exhaustless like the rain−clouds.

2 Whoso with toil and trouble brings thee fuel, serving the majesty of mighty Agni, 3 Agni is Master of sublime dominion, Agni is Lord of strength and lofty riches. 4 Most Youthful God, whatever sin, through folly, we here, as human beings, have committed, 5 Even in the presence of great sin, O Agni, free us from prison of the Gods or mortals. 6 Even as ye here, Gods Excellent and Holy, have loosed the cow that by the foot was tethered,

2 Unyoke, as at thy journey's end, O Hero, to gladden thee today at this libation. 3 When the Bull, quaffing, praises our Iibation, as a sage paying holy rites in secret, 4 When heaven's fair light by hymns was made apparent (they made great splendour shine at break of 5 Indra, Impetuous One, hath waxed immensely: he with his vastness hath filled earth and heaven. 6 Sakra who knoweth well all human actions hath with his eager Friends let loose the waters. 7 He smote away the floods' obstructer, Vrtra; Earth, conscious, lent her aid to speed thy thunder. 8 When, Much−invoked! the water's rock thou cleftest, Sarama showed herself and went before thee. 9 Come, Maghavan, Friend of Man, to aid the singer imploring thee in battle for the sunlight. 10 Come to our home resolved to slay the Dasyu: Kutsa longed eagerly to win thy friendship. 11 Thou comest, fain to succour him, with Kutsa,−a goad that masters both the Wind−God's horses, 12 For Kutsa, with thy thousand, thou at day−break didst hurl down greedy Susna, foe of harvest. 13 Thou to the son of Vidathin, Rjisvan, gavest up mighty Mrgaya and Pipru. 14 What time thou settest near the Sun thy body, thy form, Immortal One, is seen expanding: 15 Wishes for wealth have gone to Indra, longing for him in war for light and at libation, 16 Call we for you that Indra, prompt to listen, him who hath done so much for men's advantage; 17 When the sharp−pointed arrow, O thou Hero, flieth mid any conflict of the people, 18 Further the holy thoughts of Vamadeva be thou a guileless Friend in fight for booty. 19 O Indra, with these men who love thee truly, free givers, Maghavan, in every battle, 20 Now, as the Bhrgus wrought a car, for Indra the Strong, the Mighty, we our prayer have fashioned, 21 Now, Indra! lauded, glorified with praises, let power swell. high like rivers for the singer.

2 The Vasus set that Agni in the dwelling, fair to behold, for help from every quarter: 3 Shine thou before us, Agni, well−enkindled, with flame, Most Youthful God, that never fadeth. 4 Among all fires these fires have shone most brightly, splendid with light, begirt by noble heroes, 5 Victorious Agni, grant us wealth with wisdom, wealth with brave sons, famous and independent, 6 To whom, the Strong, at morn and eve comes, maid−like, the ladle dropping oil, with its oblation. 7 Burn up all malice with those flames, O Agni, wherewith of old thou burntest up Jarutha, 8 With him who lighteth up thy splendour, Agni, excellent, pure, refulgent, Purifier, 9 Agni, the patriarchal men, the mortals who have in many places spread thy lustre,− 10 Let these men, heroes in the fight with foemen, prevail against all godless arts of 4magic,− 11 Let us not sit in want of men, O Agni, without descendants, heroleu, about thee: 12 By sacrifice which the Steeds' Lord ever visits, there make our dwelling rich in seed and offspring, 13 Guard us, O Agni, from the hated demon, guard us from malice of the churlish sinner: 14 May this same fire of mine surpass all others, this fire where offspring, vigorous and firm−handed, 15 This is that Agni, saviour from the foeman, who guards the kindler of the flame from sorrow: 16 This is that Agni, served in many places, whom the rich lord who brings oblation kindles, 17 Agni, may we with riches in possession bring thee continual ofierings in abundance, 18 Agni, bear thou, Eternal, these most welcome oblations to the Deities' assembly: 19 Give us not up, Agni, to want of heroes, to wretched clothes, to need, to destitution. 20 Give strength and power to these my prayers, O Agni; O God, pour blessings on our chiefs and nobles. 21 Thou Agni, swift to hear, art fair of aspect: beam forth, O Son of Strength, in full effulgence.

2 Effused as cheerer of the men, flowing best gladdener, thou art 3 Poured forth by pressing−stones, do thou with loud roar send us in a stream 4 Indu, urged forward, floweth through the fleecy cloth: the Tawny One 5 Indu, thou flowest through the fleece, bringing felicities and fame, 6 Hither, O Indu, bring us wealth in steeds and cattle hundredfold: 7 In purifying, through the sieve the rapid drops of'Soma juice 8 For Indra floweth excellent Indu, the noblest Soma juice 9 The glittering maids send Sura forth they with their song have sung aloud 10 May Pusan, drawn by goats, be our protector, and on all his paths 11 This Soma flows like gladdening oil for him who wears the braided locks: 12 This Soma juice, O glowing God, flows like pure oil, effused for thee: 13 Flow onward, Soma, in thy stream, begetter of the sages' speech: 14 The Falcon dips within the jars: he wrap.him in his robe and goes 15 Soma, thy juice hath been effused and poured into the pitcher: like 16 For Indra flow most rich in sweets, O Soma, bringing him delight. 17 They were sent forth to feast the Gods, like chariots that display their strength. 18 Brilliant, best givers of delight, these juices have sent Vayu forth. 19 Bruised by the press−stones and extolled, Soma, thou goest to the sieve, 20 This juice bruised by the pressing−stones and lauded passes through the sieve, 21 O Pavamana, drive away the danger, whether near at hand 22 This day may Pavamana cleanse us with his purifying power, 23 O Agni, with the cleansing light diffused through all thy fiery glow, 24 Cleanse us with thine own cleansing power, O Agni, that is bright with flame, 25 Savitar, God, by both of these, libation, purifying power, 26 Cleanse us, God Savitar, with Three, O Soma, with sublimest forms, 27 May the Gods' company make me clean, and Vasus make rue pure by song.

2 Inhabiting one dwelling−place in common, strong Stallions and the Mares have come together. 3 The Holy Pair, of wondrous power, have coupled: they formed the Infant, they who bred produced him. 4 For tracks of Order and refreshing viands attend from ancient times the goodly Infant. 5 He, calling loudly to the Seven red Sisters, hath, skilled in sweet drink, brought them to be looked on. 6 Seven are the pathways which the wise have fashioned; to one of these may come the troubled mortal. 7 Not Being, Being in the highest heaven, in Aditi's bosom and in Daksa's birthplace, 3 He who is Lord of all divine oblation, shared by all living men at break of morning, 4 Increasing by his strength. while lauds content him, with easy flight unto the Gods he travels. 5 With songs and adorations bring ye hither Agni who stirs himself at dawn like Indra, 6 In whom all goodly treasures meet together, even as steeds and riders for the booty. 7 Yea, at thy birth, when thou hadst sat in glory, thou, Agni, wast the aim of invocations.

2 Thinking aright, praising eternal Order, the sons of Dyaus the Asura, those heroes, 3 Girt by his friends who cried with swanlike voices, bursting the stony barriers of the prison, 4 Apart from one, away from two above him, he drave the kine that stood in bonds of falsehood. 5 When he had cleft the lairs and western castle, he cut off three from him who held the waters. 6 As with a hand, so with his roaring Indra cleft Vala through, the guardian of the cattle. 7 He with bright faithful Friends, winners of booty, hath rent the milker of the cows asunder. 8 They, longing for the kine, with faithful spirit incited with their hymns the Lord of cattle. 9 In our assembly with auspicious praises exalting him who roareth like a lion, 10 When he had won him every sort of booty and gone to heaven and its most lofty mansions, 11 Fulfil the prayer that begs for vital vigour: aid in your wonted manner even the humble. 12 Indra with mighty strength cleft asunder the head of Arbuda the watery monster,

2 Robed in fair raiment meet to wear in battle, a mighty Sage pronouncing invocations. 3 Dear, he is brightened on the fleecy summit, a Prince among us, nobler than the noble. 4 Let us sing praises to the Gods: sing loudly, send ye the Soma forth for mighty riches. 5 Winning the friendship of the Deities, Indu flows in a thousand streams to make them joyful. 6 Flow, Gold−hued, cleansing thee, to enrich the singer: let thy juice go to Indra to support him. 7 The God declares the Deities' generations, like Usana, proclaiming lofty wisdom. 8 The Swans, the Vrsaganas from anear us have brought their restless spirit to our dwelling. 9 He follows the Wide−strider's rapid movement: cows low, as 'twere, to him who sports at pleasure. 10 Strong Indu, bathed in milk, flows on for Indra, Soma exciting strength, to make him joyful. 11 Then in a stream he flows, milked out with press−stones, mingled with sweetness, through the fleecy 12 As he is purified he pours out treasures, a God bedewing Gods with his own juices. 13 The Red Bull bellowing to the kine advances, causing the heavens and earth to roar and tbunder. 14 Swelling with milk, abounding in sweet flavours, urging the meath−rich plant thou goest onward. 15 So flow thou on inspiriting, for rapture, aiming deatb−shafts at him who stays the waters, 16 Pleased with us, Indu, send us as thou flowest good easy paths in ample space and comforts. 17 Pour on us rain celestial, quickly streaming, refreshing, fraught with health and ready bounty. 18 Part, like a knotted tangle, while they cleanse thee, O Soma, righteous and unrighteous conduct. 19 For the God's service, for delight, O Indu, run o'er the height, run o'ver the fleecy summit. 20 Without a car, without a rein to guide them, unyoked, like coursers started in the contest, 21 So for our banquet of the Gods, O Indu, pour down the rain of heaven into the vessels.

2 The Seven Rivers bear his glory far and wide, and heaven and sky and earth display his comely form. 3 Maghavan, grant us that same car to bring us spoil, thy conquering car in which we joy in shock of fight 4 Encourage thou our side in every fight: may we, with thee for our ally, conquer the foeman's host. 5 For here in divers ways these men invoking thee, holder of treasures, sing hymns to win thine aid. 6 His arms win kine, his power is boundless in each act best, with a hundred helps waker of battle's din 7 Thy glory, Maghavan, exceeds a hundred yea, more than a hundred, than a thousand mid the folk, 8 Of thy great might there is a three counterpart, the three earths, Lord men and the three realms of light. 9 We invocate thee first among the Deities: thou hast become a mighty Conquer in fight. 10 Thou hast prevailed, and hast not kept the booty back, in trifling battles in those of great account. 11 May Indra evermore be our Protector, and unimperilled may we win the booty.

2 Wonderful, rich in nourishment, he dwells in food; next, in the seven auspicious Mothers is his home. 3 What time from out the deep, from the Steer's wondrous form, the Chiefs who had the power produced 4 When from the Highest Father he is brought to us, amid the plants he rises hungry, wondrously. 5 Then also entered he the Mothers, and in them pure and uninjured he increased in magnitude. 6 Therefore they choose him Herald at the morning rites, pressing to him as unto Bhaga, pouring gifts, 7 What time the Holy One, wind−urged, hath risen up, serpent−like winding through the dry grass 8 Like a swift chariot made by men who know their art, he with his red limbs lifts himself aloft to heaven. 9 By thee, O Agni, Varuna who guards the Law, Mitra and Aryaman, the Bounteous, are made strong; 10 Agni, to him who toils and pours libations, thou, Most Youthful! sendest wealth and all the host of Go 11 Vouchsafe us riches turned to worthy ends, good luck abiding in the house, and strong capacity, 12 May he, the Priest resplendent, joyful, hear us, he with the radiant car and rapid horses. 13 With hymns of might hath Agni now been lauded, advanced to height of universal kingship. 2 Thou dealest forth, Tanunapat, sweet sacrifice enriched with oil, 3 He wondrous, sanctifying, bright, sprinkles the sacrifice with mead, 4 Agni, besought, bring hitherward Indra the Friend, the Wonderful, 5 The ladle−holders strew trimmed grass at this well−ordered sacrifice; 6 Thrown open be the Doors Divine, unfailing, that assist the rite, 7 May Night and Morning, hymned with lauds, united, fair to look upon, 8 May the two Priests Divine, the sage, the sweet−voiced lovers of the hymn, 9 Let Hotri pure, set amang Gods, amid the Maruts Bhirati, Ila, Sarasvati, Mahi, rest on the grass, adorabl 10 May Tvastar send us genial dew abundant, wondrous, rich in gifts, 11 Vanaspati, give forth, thyself, and call the Gods to sacrifice.

2 What child is this thou carriest as handmaid, O Youthful One? The Consort−Queen hath bome him. 3 I saw him from afar gold−toothed, bright−coloured, hurling his weapons from his habitation, 4 I saw him moving from the place he dwells in, even as with a herd, brilliantly shining. 5 Who separate my young bull from the cattle, they whose protector was in truth no stranger? 6 Mid mortal men godless have secreted the King of all who live, home of the people. 7 Thou from the stake didst loose e'en Sunahsepa bound for a thousand; for he prayed with fervour. 8 Thou hast sped from me, Agni, in thine anger: this the protector of Gods' Laws hath told me. 9 Agni shines far and wide with lofty splendour, and by his greatness makes all things apparent. 10 Loud in the heaven above be Agni's roarings with keen−edged weapons to destroy the demons. 11 As a skilled craftsman makes a car, a singer I, Mighty One! this hymn for thee have fashioned. 12 May he, the strong−necked Steer, waxing in vigour, gather the foeman's wealth with none to check hi

3 How dost thou decorate our hymn, O Agni? What power dost thou exert when thou art lauded? 4 Far famed is this the Bharata's own Agni he shineth like the Sun with lofty splendour. 5 Full many oblations are in thee collected: with all thine aspects thou hast waxen gracious. 6 Be this my song, that winneth countless treasure, engendered with redoubled force for Agni, 7 We, the Vasisthas, now implore thee, Agni, O Son of Strength, the Lord of wealth and riches.

2 Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman, Agnis, with Consorts, sending boons, 3 These are our guardians in the west, and northward here, and in the south, 4 Even as the Gods desire so verily shall it be. None minisheth this power of theirs, 5 The Seven carry seven spears; seven are the splendours they possess, 2 Another, luminous, occupies the place of sacritice, Sage, among the Gods. 3 One brandishes in his hand an iron knife, firm, in his seat amid the Deities. 4 Another holds the thunderbolt, wherewith he slays the Vrtras, resting in his hand. 5 Another bears a pointed weapon: bright is he, and strong, with healing medicines. 6 Another, thief−like, watches well the ways, and knows the places where the treasures lie. 7 Another with his mighty stride hath made his three steps thither where the Gods rejoice. 8 Two with one Dame ride on with winged steeds, and journey forth like travellers on their way. 9 Two, highest, in the heavens have set their seat, worshipped with holy oil, imperial Kings. 10 Some, singing lauds, conceived the Sama−hymn, great hymn whereby they caused the Sun to shine.

2 Yea, your birth, Maruts, was with wild commotion, ye who move swiftly, fierce in wrath, terrific. 3 Give ample vital power unto our princes let our fair praises gratify the Maruts. 4 Your favoured singer counts his wealth by hundreds: the strong steed whom ye favour wins a thousand. 5 I call, as such, the Sons of bounteous Rudra: will not the Maruts turn again to us−ward? 6 This eulogy of the Bounteous hath been spoken: accept, ye Maruts, this our hymn of praises.

23 When he goes forth, ye Pair of Kings, for booty, speeding to war and praise to please the singer,− 24 Now for this noble man's support and comfort, singing with easy voice we thus implore thee: 25 If, for our strength, the priest with adoration to win your friendship made the laud accepted, 26 Glorified thus, with holy hymns and homage:−Of noble race, with Waters, God−attended 27 Be to us, then, ye Gods who merit worship, be ye of one accord our strong protection,

2 O thou who castest forth the stones crushing the sorceresses' heads, 3 Do thou, O Maghavan, beat off these sorceresses' daring strength. 4 Of whom thou hast ere now destroyed thrice−fifty with thy fierce attacks. 5 O Indra, crush and bray to bits the fearful fiery−weaponed fiend: 6 Tear down the mighty ones. O Indra, hear thou us. For heaven hath glowed like earth in fear, O 7 The pourer of libations gains the home of wealth, pouring his gift conciliates hostilities, yea, the hostiliti

2 With strength we follow through the sieve him who brings might and wins the kine, 3 Pour on the sieve the Soma, ne'er subdued in waters, waterless, 4 Moved by the purifier's thought, the Soma flows into the sieve: 5 With humble homage, Indra, have the Soma−drops flowed forth to thee, 6 Purified in his fleecy garb, attaining every beauty, he 7 Swelling, as 'twere, to heights of heaven, the stream of the creative juice 8 Thus, Soma, purifying himwho knoweth song mid living men,

2 Not far for thee are mid−air's loftiest regions: start hither, Lord of Bays, with thy Bay Horses. 3 Fair cheeks hath Indra, Maghavan, the Victor, Lord of a great host, Stormer, strong in action. 4 For, overthrowing what hath ne'er been shaken, thou goest forth alone destroying Vrtras. 5 Yea, Much−invoked! in safety through thy glories alone thou speakest truth as Vrtra's slayer. 6 Forthwith thy Bay steeds down the steep, O Indra, forth, crushing foemen, go thy bolt of thunder! 7 The man to whom thou givest as Provider enjoys domestic plenty undivided. 8 Thou, Indra, Much−invoked! didst crush to pieces Kunaru handless fiend who dwelt with Danu. 9 Thou hast established in her seat, O Indra, the level earth, vast, vigorous, unbounded. 10 He who withheld the kine, in silence I yielded in fear before thy blow, O Indra. 11 Indra alone filled full the earth and heaven, the Pair who meet together, rich in treasures. 12 Surya transgresses not the ordered limits set daily by the Lord of Tawny Coursers. 13 Men gladly in the course of night would look on the broad bright front of the refulgent Morning; 14 A mighty splendour rests upon her bosom: bearing ripe milk the Cow, unripe, advances. 15 Barring the way they come. Be firm, O Indra; aid friends to sacrifice and him who singeth. 16 A cry is beard from enemies most near us: against them send thy fiercest−flaming weapon. 17 Root up the race of Raksasas, O Indra rend it in front and crush it in the middle. 18 When borne by strong Steeds for our weal, O Leader, thou seatest thee at many noble viands. 19 Bestow on us resplendent wealth. O Indra let us enjoy thine overflow of bounty. 20 With kine and horses satisfy this longing with very splendid bounty skill extend it. 21 Lord of the kine, burst the kine's stable open: cows shall be ours, and strength that wins the booty. 22 Call we on Maghavan, auspicious Indra, best Hero in this fight where spoil is gathered,

2 And, God, as skilfullest of all, call for us bitherward the Gods: 3 For thou, Most Youthful, Son of Strength, thou to whom sacrifice is paid, 4 This Agni, Lord of wealth and spoil hundredfold, thousandfold, is head 5 As craftsmen bend the felly, so bend at our general call: come nigh, 6 Now, O Virupa, rouse for him, Strong God who shines at early morn, 7 With missile of this Agni, his who looks afar, will we lay low 8 Let not the Companies of Gods fail us, like Dawns that float away, 9 Let not the sinful tyranny of any fiercely hating foe 10 O Agni, God, the people sing reverent praise to thee for strength: 11 Wilt thou not, Agni, lend us aid in winning cattle, winning wealth? 12 In this great battle cast us not aside as one who bears a load: 13 O Agni, let this plague pursue and fright another and not us: 14 The reverent or unwearied man whose holy labour he accepts, 15 Abandoning the foeman's host pass hither to this company: 16 As we have known thy gracious help, as of a Father, long ago,

2 That car of yours, swifter than thought, O Asvins, which drawn by brave steeds cometh to the people, 3 Ye freed sage Atri, whom the Five Tribes honoured, from the strait pit, ye Heroes with his people, 4 Rebha the sage, ye mighty Heroes, Asvins! whom, like a horse, vile men had sunk in water,− 5 Ye brought forth Vandana, ye Wonder−Workers, for triumph, like fair gold that hath been buried, 6 Kaksivan, Pajra's son, must laud that exploit of yours, Nasatyas, Heroes, ye who wander! 7 To Krsna's son, to Visvaka who praised you, O Heroes, ye restored his son Visnapu. 8 Rusati, of the mighty people, Asvins, ye gave to Syava of the line of Kanva. 9 O Asvins, wearing many forms at pleasure, on Pedu ye bestowed a fleet−foot courser, 10 These glorious things are yours, ye Bounteous Givers; prayer, praise in both worlds are your habitation 11 Hymned with the reverence of a son, O Asvins ye Swift Ones giving booty to the singer, 12 Ye Sons of Heaven, ye Mighty, whither went ye, sought ye, for his fair praise the home of Kdvya. 13 Ye with the aid of your great powers, O Asvins, restored to youth the ancient man Cyavana. 14 Ye, ever−youthful Ones, again remembered Tugra, according to your ancient manner: 15 The son of Tugra had invoked you, Asvins; borne on he went uninjured through the ocean. 16 The quail had invocated you, O Asvins, when from the wolf's devouring jaws ye freed her. 17 He whom for furnishing a hundred wethers to the she−wolf, his wicked father blinded, 18 To bring the blind man joy thus cried the she−wolf: O Asvins, O ye Mighty Ones, O Heroes, 19 Great and weal−giving is your aid, O Asvins, ye, objects of all thought, made whole the cripple. 20 Ye, Wonder−Workers, filled with milk for Sayu the milkless cow, emaciated, barren; 21 Ploughing and sowing barley, O ye Asvins, milking out food for men, ye Wonder−Workers, 22 Ye brought the horse's head, Asvins, and gave it unto Dadhyac the offspring of Atharvan.

2 Maruts, to you this laud with prayer and worship, formed in the mind and heart, ye Gods, is offered. 3 The Maruts, praised by us, shall show us favour; Maghavan, lauded, shall be most propitious. 4 I fled in terrror from this mighty Indra, my body trembling in alarm, O Maruts. 5 By whom the Manas recognize the day−springs, by whose strength at the dawn of endless mornings, 6 Do thou, O Indra, guard the conquering Heroes, and rid thee of thy wrath against the Maruts,

2 Agni, disclose his thought for him who singeth, the well, Strong God! while thou art praised with fervou 3 From thee, O Agni, springs poetic wisdom, from thee come thoughts and hymns of praise that prosper; 4 From thee the hero springs who wins the booty, bringer of help, mighty, of real courage. 5 Immortal Agni, thee whose voice is pleasant, as first in rank, as God, religious mortals 6 Far from us thou removest want and sorrow, far from us all ill−will when thou protectest.

2 By Soma are the Adityas strong, by Soma mighty is the earth. 3 One thinks, when they have brayed the plant, that he hath drunk the Soma's juice; 4 Soma, secured by sheltering rules, guarded by hymns in Brhati, 5 When they begin to drink thee then, O God, thou swellest out again. 6 Raibhi was her dear bridal friend, and Narasamsi led her home. 7 Thought was the pillow of her couch, sight was the unguent for her eyes: 8 Hymns were the cross−bars of the pole, Kurira−metre decked the car: 9 Soma was he who wooed the maid: the groomsmen were both Asvins, when 10 Her spirit was the bridal car; the covering thereof was heaven: 11 Thy Steers were steady, kept in place by holy verse and Sama−hymn: 12 Clean, as thou wentest, were thy wheels wind, was the axle fastened there. 13 The bridal pomp of Surya, which Savitar started, moved along. 14 When on your three−wheeled chariot, O Asvins, ye came as wooers unto Surya's bridal, 15 O ye Two Lords of lustre, then when ye to Surya's wooing came, 16 The Brahmans, by their seasons, know, O Surya, those two wheels of thine: 17 To Surya and the Deities, to Mitra and to Varuna. 18 By their own power these Twain in close succession move; 19 He, born afresh, is new and new for ever ensign of days he goes before the Mornings 20 Mount this, all−shaped, gold−hued, with strong wheels, fashioned of Kimsuka and Salmali, light−rolli 21 Rise up from hence: this maiden hath a husband. I laud Visvavasu with hymns and homage. 22 Rise up from hence, Visvavasu: with reverence we worship thee. 23 Straight in direction be the path:s, and thornless, whereon our fellows travel to the wooing. 24 Now from the noose of Varuna I free thee, wherewith Most Blessed Savitar hath bound thee. 25 Hence, and not thence, I send these free. I make thee softly fettered there. 26 Let Pusan take thy hand and hence conduct thee; may the two Asvins on their car transport thee.

2 Bring swift, for offering, the snare that suits the time, to the pure−drinker Vayu, roaring as he goes, 3 May Savitar the God send us full life, to each who sacrifices, lives aright and pours the juice 4 May Indra evermore be gracious unto us, and may King Soma meditate our happiness, 5 Indra hath given the body with its song and strength: Brhaspati, thou art the lengthener of life. 6 Indra possesseth might celestial nobly formed: the singer in the hotise is Agni, prudent Sage. 7 Not often have we sinned against you secretly, nor, Vasus, have we openly provoked the Gods. 8 May Savitar remove from us our malady, and may the Mountains keep it far away from where 9 Ye Vasus, let the stone, the presser stand erect: avert all enmities and keep them far remote. 10 Eat strength and fatness in the pasture, kine, who are balmed at the reservoir and at the seat of Law. 11 The singer fills the spirit: all mens, love hath he. Indra takes kindly care of those who pour the juice. 12 Wondrous thy spirit−filling light, triumpliant; thy hosts save from decay and are resistless.

2 For they are dealers forth of wealth, and, not deluded, with their might 3 Shelter may they vouchsafe to us, Immortal Gods to mortal men, 4 May they mark out our paths to bliss, Indra, the Maruts, Pusan, 5 Yea, Pusan, Visnu, ye who run your course, enrich our hymns with kine; 6 The winds waft sweets, the rivers pour sweets for the man who keeps the Law 7 Sweet be the night and sweet the dawns, sweet the terrestrial atmosphere; 8 May the tall tree be full of sweets for us, and full of sweets the Sun: 9 Be Mitra gracious unto us, and Varuna and Aryaman: 2 Thou by thine insight art most wise, O Soma, strong by thine energies and all possessing, 3 Thine are King Varuna's eternal statutes, lofty and deep, O Soma, is thy glory. 4 With all thy glories on the earth, in heaven, on mountains, in the plants, and in the waters,− 5 Thou, Soma, art the Lord of heroes, King, yea, Vrtra−slayer thou: 6 And, Soma, let it be thy wish that we may 7 To him who keeps the law, both old and young, thou givest happiness, 8 Guard us, King Soma, on all sides from him who threatens us: never let 9 With those delightful aids which thou hast, Soma, for the worshipper,− 10 Accepting this our sacrifice and this our praise, O Soma, come, 11 Well−skilled in speech we magnify thee, Soma, with our sacred songs: 12 Enricher, healer of disease, wealth−finder, prospering our store, 13 Soma, be happy in our heart, as milch−kine in the grassy meads, 14 O Soma, God, the mortal man who in thy friendship hath delight, 15 Save us from slanderous reproach, keep us., O Soma, from distress: 16 Soma, wax great. From every side may vigorous powers unite in thee: 17 Wax, O most gladdening Soma, great through all thy rays of light, and be 16 In thee be juicy nutriments united, and powers and mighty foe−subduing vigour, 19 Such of thy glories as with poured oblations men honour, may they all invest our worship.

2 Even to the dull and uninspired Indra, gives vital power, and wins 3 Great are his ways of guiding us, and!

2 O Indra, where the ground is hard to traverse, smite down our foes, the mortals who assail us, 3 God of the fair helm, give Sudas a hundred succours, a thousand blessings, and thy bounty. 4 I wait the power of one like thee, O Indra, gifts of a Helper such as thou art, Hero. 5 Here are the Kutsas supplicating Indra for might, the Lord of Bays for God−sent conquest. 6 With precious things, O Indra, thus content us: may we attain to thine exalted favour.

27 Grant that no mighty foes, unknown, malevolent, unhallowed, tread us to the ground. 2 With soma they brought Indra from a distance, Over Vaisanta, from the strong libation. 3 So, verily, with these he crossed the river, in company with these he slaughtered Bheda. 4 I gladly, men I with prayer prayed by our fathers have fixed your axle: ye shall not be injured: 5 Like thirsty men they looked to heaven, in battle with the Ten Kings, surrounded and imploring. 6 Like sticks and staves wherewith they drive the cattle, Stripped bare, the Bharatas were found defencele 7 Three fertilize the worlds with genial moisture: three noble Creatures cast a light before them. 8 Like the Sun's growing glory is their splendour, and like the sea's is their unflathomed greatness. 9 They with perceptions of the heart in secret resort to that which spreads a thousand branches. 10 A form of lustre springing from the lightning wast thou, when Varuna and Mitra saw thee. 11 Born of their love for Urvasi, Vasistha thou, priest, art son of Varuna and Mitra; 12 He thinker, knower both of earth and heaven, endowed with many a gift, bestowing thousands, 13 Born at the sacrifice, urged by adorations, both with a common flow bedewed the pitcher. 14 He brings the bearer of the laud and Saman: first shall he speak bringing the stone for pressing. 3 Yea, the broad waters swell their flood ior him: of him strong heroes think amid their foes. 4 Set ye for him the coursers to the pole: like Indra Thunderer is the Golden−armed. 5 Arouse you, like the days, to sacrifice speed gladly like a traveller on the way. 6 Go swift to battles, to the sacrifice: set up a flag, a hero for the folk. 7 Up from his strength hath risen as 'twere a light: it bears the load as earth bears living things. 8 Agni, no demon I invoke the Gods: by law completing it, I form a hymn. 9 Closely albout you lay your heavenly song, and send your voice to where the Gods abide.

2 Down in the mighty waters sinks the stream of meath, most excellent, 3 About the holy place, the Steer true, guileless, noblest, hath sent forth 4 When, clothed in manly strength, the Sage flows in celestial wisdom round, 5 When purified, he sits as King above the hosts, among his folk, 6 Dear, golden−coloured, in the fleece he sinks and settles in the wood: 7 He goes to Indra, Vayu, to the Asvins, as his custom is, 8 Tle streams of pleasant Soma flow to Bhaga, Mitra−Varuna,−

2 He, Mighty, knows the gift of wealth, he knows the deep recess of heaven: 3 He knows, a God himself, to guide Gods to the righteous in his home: 4 He is the Herald: well−informed, he doth his errand to and fro, 5 May we be they who gratify Agni with sacrificial gifts, 6 Illustrious for wealth are they, and hero deeds, victorious, 7 So unto us, day after day, may riches craved by many come, 8 That holy Singer in his strength shoots forth his arrows swifter than

2 Borne on by rapid steeds of mighty pinion, or proudly trusting in the Gods' incitements. 3 Yea, Asvins, as a dead man leaves his riches, Tugra left Bhujyu in the cloud of waters. 4 Bhujyu ye bore with winged things, Nasatyas, which for three nights, three days full swiftly travelled, 5 Ye wrought that hero exploit in the ocean which giveth no support, or hold or station, 6 The white horse which of old ye gave Aghasva, Asvins, a gift to be his wealth for ever,− 7 O Heroes, ye gave wisdom to Kaksivan who sprang from Pajra's line, who sang your praises. 8 Ye warded off with cold the fire's fierce burning; food very rich in nouripliment ye furnished. 9 Ye lifted up the well, O ye Nasatyas, and set the base on high to open downward. 10 Ye from the old Cyavana, O Nasatyas, stripped, as 'twere mail, the skin upon 11 Worthy of praise and worth the winning, Heroes, is that your favouring succour O Nasatyas, 12 That mighty deed of yours, for gain, O Heroes, as thunder heraldeth the rain, I publish, 13 In the great rite the wise dame called, Nasatyas, you, Lords of many treasures, to assist her. 14 Ye from the wolf's jaws, as ye stood together, set free the quail, O Heroes, O Nasatyas. 15 When in the time of night, in Khela's battle, a leg was severed like a wild bird's pinion, 16 His father robbed Rjrasva of his eyesight who for the she−wolf slew a hundred wethers. 17 The Daughter of the Sun your car ascended, first reaching as it were the goal with coursers. 18 When to his house ye came, to Divodasa, hasting to Bharadvaja, O ye Asvins, 19 Ye, bringing wealth with rule, and life with offspring, life rich in noble heroes; O Nasatyas, 20 Ye bore away at night by easy pathways Jahusa compassed round on every quarter, 21 One morn ye strengthened Vaga for the battle, to gather spoils that might be told in thousands. 22 From the deep well ye raised on high the water, so that Rcatka's son, Sara, should drink it; 23 To Visvaka, Nasatyas!

2 May the joy−giving drops, O Vayu gladden thee, effectual, well prepared, directed to the heavens, stron 3 Two red steeds Vayu yokes, Vayu two purple steeds, swift−footed, to the chariot, to the pole to draw, m 4 For thee the radiant Dawns in the fardistant sky broaden their lovely gannents forth in wondrous beams, 5 For thee the pure bright quickly−flowing Soma−drops, strong in their heightening power, hasten to 6 Thou, Vayu, who hast none before thee, first of all hast right to drink these offerings of Soma juice, hast

2 When, Asvins, ye equip your very mighty car, bedew, ye Twain, our power with honey and with oil. 3 Nigh to us come the Asvins' lauded three−wheeled car, the car laden with meath and drawn by fleet−foo 4 Bring hither nourishment for us, ye Asvins Twain; sprinkle us with your whip that drops with honey−de 5 Ye store the germ of life in female creatures, ye lay it up within all living beings. 6 Leeches are ye with medicines to heal us, and charioteers are ye with skill in driving.

2 Let the Bull sing with Bulls whose toil is worship, with a loud roar like some wild beast that hungers. 3 May the Priest come circling the measured stations, and with him bring the earth's autumnal fruitage. 4 To him we offer welcomest oblations, the pious bring their strength−inspiring praises. 5 Praise thou that Indra who is truly mighty, the car−borne Warrior, Maghavan the Hero; 6 Him who surpasses heroes in his greatness: the earth and heavens suffice not for his girdles. 7 Thee, Hero, guardian of the brave in battles, who roamest in the van,−to draw thee hither, 8 Libations in the sea to thee are pleasant, when thy divine Floods come to cheer these people. 9 So may we in this One be well befriended, well aided as it were through praise of chieftains, 10 Like men in rivalry extolling princes, our Friend be Indra, wielder of the thunder. 11 For every sacrifice makes Indra stronger, yea, when he goes around angry in spirit; 12 Let us not here contend with Gods, O Indra, for here, O Mighty One, is thine own portion, 13 Addressed to thee is this our praise, O Indra: Lord of Bay Steeds, find us hereby advancement.

2 The Goddesses with Gods, holy with holy, the Two stand pouring out their rain, exhaustless: 3 Sure in the worlds he was a skilful Craftsman, he who produced these Twain the Earth and Heaven. 4 O Heaven and Earth, with one accord promoting, with high protection as of Queens, our welfare, 5 To both of you, O Heaven and Earth, we bring our lofty song of praise, 6 Ye sanctify each other's form, by your own proper might ye rule, 7 Furthering and fulfilling, ye, O Mighty, perfect Mitra's Law.

2 Come to the sacrifice, O ye whose ways are right, whose laws are true, 3 O Singer, with the singers, O Gracious, with those who move at dawn, 4 To Indra and to Vayu dear, this Soma, by the mortar pressed, 5 Vayu, come hither to the feast, wellpleased unto our sacred gifts: 6 Ye, Indra, Vayu, well deserve to drink the juices pressed by us. 7 For Indra and for Vayu pressed are Soma juices blent with curd, 8 Associate with all the Gods, come, with the Asvins and with Dawn, 9 Associate with Varuna, with Mitra, Soma, Visnu, come, 10 Associate with Vasus, with Adityas, Indra, Viyu, come, Agni as erst with Atri, so enjoy the juice. 11 May Bhaga and the Asvins grant us health and wealth, and Goddess Adid and he whom none resist. 12 Let us solicit Vayu for prosperity, and Soma who is Lord of all the world for weal; 13 May all the Gods, may Agni the beneficent, God of all men, this day be with us for our weal. 14 Prosper us, Mitra, Varuna. O wealthy Pathya, prosper us. 15 Like Sun and Moon may we pursue in full prosperity our path, 2 For in their boldness they are friends of firm and sure heroic strength. 3 Like steers in rapid motion they advance and overtake the nights; 4 With boldness to your Maruts let us offer laud and sacrifice: 5 Praiseworthy, givers of good gifts, Heroes with full and perfect strength − 6 The lofty Heroes cast their spears and weapons bright with gleaming gold. 7 They who waxed mighty, of the earth, they who are in the wide mid−air, 8 Praise thou the Maruts' company, the valorous and truly strong, 9 Fair−gleaming, on Parusni they have clothed themselves in robes of wool, 10 Whether as wanderers from the way or speeders on or to the path, 11 To this the Heroes well attend, well do their teams attend to this. 12 Hymn−singing, seeking water, they, praising, have danced about the spring. 13 Sublime, with lightnings for their spears, Sages and Orderers are they. 14 Rsi, invite the Marut band with offerings, as a maid her friend.

2 Guardians infallible, eager as envoys' preserve us safe through many months and autumns. 3 Wise, bright, arranger of his teams, he. seeketh men with rich food whose treasures are abundant. 4 So far as native power and strength permit you, so far as men behold whose eyes have vision, 5 Driving down teams that bear the lovely Heroes, hitherward, Indra−Vayu, come together. 6 Your hundred and your thousand teams, O Indra and Vayu, all−munificent, which attend you, 7 Like coursers seeking fame will we Vasisthas, O Indra−Vayu, with our fair laudations,

2 Pour hitherward, as Indra's Self, Indu, that gladdening stream of thine, 3 Flow to the filter hitherward, pouring that ancient gladdening juice, 4 Hither the sparkling drops have flowed, like waters down a steep descent 5 Whom, having passed the filter, ten dames cleanse, as 'twere a vigorous steed, 6 The steer−strong juice with milk pour forth, for feast and service of the Gods, 8 Soul of the sacrifice, the juice effused flows quickly on: he keeps 9 So pouring forth, as Indra's Friend, strong drink, best Gladdener! for the feast,

2 Flashing like fire, be thou, O conquering Manyu, invoked, O Victor, as our army's leader. 3 O Manyu, overcome thou our assailant on! breaking, slaying, crushing down the foemen. 4 Alone or many thou art worshipped, Manyu: sharpen the spirit of each clan for battle. 5 Unyielding bringing victory like Indra, O Manyu, be thou here our Sovran Ruler. 6 Twin−born with power, destructive bolt of thunder, the highest conquering might is thine, Subduer! 7 For spoil let Varuna and Manyu give us the wealth of both sides gathered and collected;

Many−named with this same thought that longs for milk, 18 Much−honoured by libations, may the Vrtra−slayer wake for us: 19 O Hero, with that aid dost thou delight us, with what succour bring 20 With whose libation joys the Strong, the Hero with his team who quells 21 Rejoicing in thy spirit bring thousandfold opulence to us: 22 These juices with their wedded wives flow to enjoyment lovingly: 23 Presented strengthening gifts have sent Indra away at sacrifice, 24 These two who share his feast, Bay Steeds with golden manes, shall bring him to 25 For thee, O Lord of Light, are shed these Soma−drops, and grass is strewn 26 May Indra give thee skill, and lights of heaven, wealth to his votary 27 O Satakratu, wondrous strength and all our lauds I bring to thee: 28 Bring to us all things excellent, O Satakratu, food and strength: 30 Bearing the Soma juice we call, best Vrtra−slayer, unto thee: 31 Come, Lord of rapturous, joys, to our libation with thy Bay Steeds, come 32 Known as best Vrtra−slayer erst, as Indra Satakratu, come 33 O Vrtra−slayer, thou art he who drinks these drops of Soma: come 34 May Indra give, to aid us, wealth handy that rules the Skilful Ones:

2 When the Five kindred Companies, active in duty, with the song 3 Then in his juice whose strength is great, have all the Gods rejoiced themselves, 4 Freeing himself he flows away, leaving his body's severed limbs, 5 He by the daughters of the priest, like a fair youth, hath been adorned, 6 O'er the fine fingers, through desire of milk, in winding course he goes, 7 The nimble fingers have approached, adorning him the Lord of Strength: 8 Comprising all the treasures that are in the heavens and on the earth,

2 The drops of Soma juice effused fall like the rain upon the earth: 3 With swelling wave the gladdening drink, the Soma, flows into.the sieve, 4 It hastens to the pitchers, poured upon the sieve it waxes strong 5 Soma, thou shinest mounting heaven as 'twere above light's triple realm, 6 To him, the head of sacnfice, singers and bards have sung their songs, 7 The men, the sages with their hymns, eager for help, deck thee strong &teed, 8 Flow onward to the stream of meath rest efficacious in thy home,

2 The holy sage, renowned afar, directeth his hymns to you, O Varuna and Mitra,− 3 From the wide earth, O Varuna and Mitra from the great lofty heaven, ye, Bounteous Givers, − 4 I praise the strength of Varuna and Mitra that strength, by mightiness, keeps both worlds asunder. 5 Steers, all infallible are these your people in whom no wondrous thing is seen, no worship. 6 I will exalt your sacrifice with homage: as priest, I, Mitra−Varuna, invoke you. 7 This priestly task, Gods! Varuna and Mitra! hath been performed for you at sacrifices.

2 With this hymn let us honour thee, seeker of horses, Son of Strength, 3 As such, lover of song, with songs, wealth−lover, giver of our wealth! 4 Be thou for us a liberal Prince, giver and Lord of precious things. 5 Such as thou art, give rain from heaven, give strength which no man may resist: 6 To him who lauds thee, craving help, most youthful envoy! through our song, 7 Between both races, Agni, Sage, well skilled thou passest to and fro, 8 Befriend us thou as knowing all. Sage, duly worship thou the Gods,