Rigveda 8:1-92 + 11 added

1 - Indra

GLORIFY nothing besides, friends; so shall no sorrow trouble you.

Praise only mighty Indra when the juice is shed, and say your lauds repeatedly: (1)

Even him, eternal, like a bull who rushes down, men's Conqueror, bounteous like a cow;

Him who is cause of both, of enmity and peace, to both sides most munificent. (2)

Although these men in sundry ways invoke you to obtain your aid,

Be this our prayer, addressed, Indra, to you, your exaltation every day. (3)

Those skilled in song, Maghavan among these men overcome with might the foeman's songs.

Come here, bring us strength in many a varied form most near that it may succour us. (4)

Caster of the stone, I would not sell you for a mighty price,

Not for a thousand, thunderer! nor ten thousand, nor a hundred, lord of countless wealth! (5)

Indra, you are more to me than sire or niggard brother is.

You and my mother, good lord, appear alike, to give me wealth abundantly. (6)

Where are you? Where are you gone? For many a place attracts your mind.

Haste, warrior, fort-destroyer, lord of battle's din, haste, holy songs have sounded forth. (7)

Sing out the psalm to him who breaks down castles for his faithful friend,

Verses to bring the thunderer to destroy the forts and sit on Kanva's sacred grass. (8)

The horses which are your in tens, in hundreds, yea, in thousands your,

Even those vigorous steeds, fleet-footed in the course, with those come quickly near to us. (9)

This day I call Sabardugiha who animates the holy song,

Indra the richly-yielding Milch-cow who provides unfailing food in ample stream. (10)

When Sura wounded Etasa, with Vata's rolling winged car.

Indra bore Kutsa Arjuneya off, and mocked Gandharva. the unconquered One. (11)

He without ligature, before making incision in the neck,

Closed up the wound again, most wealthy Maghavan, who maks whole the injured part. (12)

May we be never cast aside, and strangers, as it were, to you.

We, Thunder-wielding Indra, count ourselves as trees rejected and unfit to bum. (13)

Vritra-slayer, we were thought slow and unready for the fray.

Yet once in your great bounty may we have delight, hero, after praising you. (14)

If he will listen to my laud, then may out soma-drps that flow

Rapidly through the strainer gladden Indra, drops due to the Tugryas' Strengthener. (15)

Come now to the common laud of you and of your faithful friend.

So may our wealthy nobles' praise give joy to you. Fain would I sing your eulogy. (16)

Press out the soma with the stones, and in the waters wash it clean.

The men investing it with raiment made of milk shall milk it forth from out the stems. (17)

Whether you come from earth or from the lustre of the lofty heaven,

Wax stronger in your body through my song of praise: fill full all creatures, most Wise. (18)

For India press the soma out, most gladdening and most excellent.

May Sakra make it swell sent forth with every prayer and asking, as it were, for strength. (19)

Let me not, still beseeching you with earnest song at soma rites,

Anger you like some wild beast. Who would not beseech him who has power to grant his prayer? (20)

The draught made swift with rapturous joy, effectual with its mighty strength,

All-conquering, distilling transport, let him drink: for he in ecstasy gives us gifts. (21)

Where bliss is not, may he, all-praised, God whom the pious glorify,

Bestow great wealth upon the mortal worshipper who sheds the juice and praises him. (22)

Come, Indra, and rejoice yourself, god, in manifold affluence.

You fillest like a lake your vast capacious bulk with Soma and with draughts besides. (23)

A thousand and a hundred steeds are harnessed to your golden car.

So may the long-mancd bays, yoked by devotion, bring Indra to drink the soma juice. (24)

Yoked to your chariot wrought of gold, may your two bays with peacock tails,

Convey you here, steeds with their white backs, to quaff sweet juice that makes us eloquent. (25)

So drink, you Lover of the song, as the first drinker, of this juice.

This the outpouring of the savoury sap prepared is good and meet to gladden you. (26)

He who alone by wondrous deed is mighty, strong by holy works,

May he come, fair of cheek; may he not stay afar, but come and turn not from our call. (27)

Susna's quick moving castle you have crushed to pieces with your bolts.

You, Indra, from of old, have followed after light, since we have had you to invoke. (28)

My praises when the sun has risen, my praises at the time of noon,

My praises at the coming of the gloom of night, Vasu, have gone forth to you. (29)

Praise yea, praise him. Of princes these are the most liberal of their gifts,

These, Paramajya, Ninditasva, Prapathi, most bounteous, Medhyatithi. (30)

When to the car, by faith, I yoked the horses longing for the way-

For skilled is Yadu's son in dealing precious wealth, he who is rich in herds of cows. (31)

May he who gave me two brown steeds together with their cloths of gold,

May he, Asanga's son Svanadratha, obtain all joy and high felicities. (32)

Playoga's son Asanga, by ten thousand, Agni, has surpassed the rest in giving.

For me ten bright-hued oxen have come forward like lotus-stalks from out a lake upstanding. (33)

What time her husband's perfect restoration to his lost strength and manhood was apparent,

His consort Sasvati with joy addressed him, Now are you well, my lord, and shall be happy.

2 - Indra

Here is the soma juice expressed; Vasu, drink till you are full:

Undaunted God, we give it you. (1)

Washed by the men, pressed out with stones, strained through the filter made of wool,

it is like a courser bathed in stream. (2)

This juice have we made sweet for you like barley, blending it with milk.

Indra, I call you to our feast. (3)

Beloved of all, Indra alone drinks up the flowing soma juice

Among the gods andmortal men. (4)

The Friend, whom not the brilliant-hued, the badly-mixt or bitter draught,

Repels, the far-extending God; (5)

While other men than we with milk chase him as hunters chase a deer,

And with their cows inveigle him. (6)

For him, for Indra, for the god, be pressed three draughts of soma juice

In the juice-drinker's own abode. (7)

Three reservoirs exude their drops, filled are three beakers to the brim,

All for one offering to the god. (8)

Pure are you, set in many a place, and blended in the midst with milk

And curd, to cheer the hero best. (9)

Here, Indra, are your Soma-draughts pressed out by us, the strong, the pure:

They crave admixture of the milk. (10)

Indra, pour in milk, prepare the cake, and mix the soma-draught.

I hear them say that you are rich. (11)

Quaffed juices fight within the breast. The drunken praise not by their wine,

The naked praise not when it rains. (12)

Rich be the praiser of one rich, munificent and famed like you:

High rank be his, lord of bays. (13)

Foe of the man who adds no milk, he heeds not any chanted hymn

Or holy psalm that may he sung. (14)

Give us not, Indra, as a prey to the scornful or the proud:

Help, mighty One, with power and might. (15)

This, even this, Indra, we implore. as your devoted friends,

The Kanvas praise you with their hymns. (16)

Nothing else, Thunderer, have I praised in the skilled singer's eulogy:

On your land only have I thought. (17)

The gods seek him who presses out the soma; they desire not sleep

They punish sloth unweariedly. (18)

Come here swift with gifts of wealth - be not you angry with us-like

A great man with a youthful bride. (19)

Let him not, wrathful with us, spend the evening far from us today,

Like some unpleasant son-in-law. (20)

For well we know this hero's love, most liberal of the boons he gives,

His plans whom the three worlds display. (21)

Pour forth the gift which Kanvas bring, for none more glorious do we know

Than the strong lord with countless aids. (22)

presser, offer Soma first to Indra, hero, Sakra, him

The Friend of man, that he may drink; (23)

Who, in untroubled ways, is best provider, for his worshippers.

Of strength in horses and in cows. (24)

Pressers, for him blend soma juice, each draught most excellent, for him

The brave, the hero, for his joy. (25)

The Vritra-slayer drinks the juice. May he who gives a hundred aids

Approach, nor stay afar from us. (26)

May the strong bay steeds, yoked by prayer, bring here to us our Friend,

Lover of Song, renowned by songs. (27)

Sweet are the soma juices, come! Blent are the soma juices, come!

rishi-like, mighty, fair of cheek, come here quickly to the feast. (28)

And lauds which strengthen you for great bounty and valour, and exalt

Indra who dos glorious deeds, (29)

And songs to you who lovest song, and all those hymns addressed to you-

These evermore confirm your might. (30)

Thus he, sole doer of great deeds whose hand holds thunder, gives us strength,

He who has never been subdued. (31)

Vritra he slays with his right hand, even Indra, great with mighty power,

And much-invoked in many a place. (32)

He upon whom all men depend, all regions, all achievements, he

Takes pleasure in our wealthy chiefs. (33)

All this has he accomplished, yea, Indra, most gloriously renowned,

Who gives our wealthy princes strength. (34)

Who drives his chariot seeking spoil, from afar, to him he loves:

For swift is he to bring men wealth. (35)

The sage who, winning spoil with steeds, slays Vritra, hero with the men,

His servant's faithful succourer. (36)

Priyamedhas, worship with collected mind this Indra whom

The soma has full well inspired. (37)

You Kanvas, sing the mighty One, lord of the brave, who loves renown,

All-present, glorified by song. (38)

Strong Friend, who, with no trace of feet, restores the cattle to the men,

Who rest their wish and hope on him. (39)

Shaped as a Ram, stone-hurler I once you camest here to the son

Of Kanva, wise Medhyatithi. (40)

Vibhindu, you have helped this man, giving him thousands four times ten,

And afterward eight thousand more. (41)

And these twain pouring streams of milk, creative, daughters of delight,

For wedlock sake I glorify.

3 - Indra

DRINK, Indra, of the savoury juice, and cheer you with our milky draught.

Be, for our weal, our Friend and sharer of the feast, and let your wisdom guard us well. (1)

In your kind grace and favour may we still be strong: expose us not to foe's attack.

With manifold assistance guard and succour us, and bring us to felicity. (2)

May these my songs of praise exalt you, lord, who have abundant wealth.

Men skilled in holy hymns, pure, with the hues of fire, have sung them with their lauds to you. (3)

He, with his might enhanced by rishis thousandfold, has like an ocean spread himself.

His majesty is praised as true at solemn rites, his power where holy singers rule. (4)

Indra for worship of the gods, Indra while sacrifice proceeds,

Indra, as worshippers in battle-shock, we call, Indra that we may win the spoil. (5)

With might has Indra spread out heaven and earth, with power has Indra lighted up the sun.

In Indra are all creatures closely held; in him meet the distilling soma-drps. (6)

Men with their lauds are urging you, Indra, to drink the soma first.

The Ribhus in accord have lifted up their voice, and Rudras sung you as the first. (7)

Indra increased his manly strength at sacrifice, in the wild rapture of this juice.

And living men today, even as of old, sing forth their praises to his majesty. (8)

I crave of you that hero strength, that you may first regard this prayer,

Wherewith you holpest Bhrigu and the Yatis and Praskanva when the prize was staked. (9)

Wherewith you sentest mighty waters to the sea, that, Indra, is your manly strength.

Forever unattainable is this power of him to whom the worlds have cried aloud. (10)

Help us, Indra, when we pray to you for wealth and hero might.

First help you on to strength the man who strives to win, and aid our laud, Ancient One. (11)

Help for us, Indra, as you holpest Paura once, this man's devotions bent on gain.

Help, as you gave Rugama and Syavaka and Svarnara and Krpa aid. (12)

What newest of imploring prayers shall, then, the zealous mortal sing?

For have not they who laud his might, and Indra-power won for themselves the light of heaven? (13)

When shall they keep the Law and praise you mid the gods? Who counts as rishi and as sage?

When ever will you, Indra Maghavan, come nigh to presser's or to praiser's call? (14)

These songs of ours exceeding sweet, these hymns of praise ascend to you,

Like ever-conquering chariots that display their strength, gain wealth, and give unfailing aid. (15)

The Bhrigus are like Suns, like Kanvas, and have gained all that their thoughts were bent upon.

The living men of Priyamedha's race have sung exalting Indra with their lauds. (16)

Best slayer of the Vritras, yoke your bay steeds, Indra, from afar.

Come with the High ones here, Maghavan, to us, mighty, to drink the soma juice. (17)

For these, the bards and singers, have cried out to you with prayer, to gain the sacrifice.

As such, Maghavan, Indra, who lovest song, even as a lover bear my call. (18)

You from the lofty plains above, Indra, hurled Vritra down.

You dravest forth the cows of guileful Mrgaya and Arbuda from the mountain's hold. (19)

Bright were the flaming fires, the sun gave forth his shine, and Soma, Indra's juice, shone clear.

Indra, you blew the great Dragon from the air -. men must regard that valorous deed. (20)

The fairest courser of them all, who runns on as 'twere to heaven.

Which Indra and the Maruts gave, and Pakasthaman Kaurayan. (21)

To me has Pakasthaman given, a ruddy horse,good at the pole,

Filling is girth and rousing wealth; (22)

Compared with whom no other ten strong coursers, harnessed to the pole,

Bear Tugrya to his dwelling place. (23)

Raiment is body, food is life, and healing ointment givs strength.

As the free-handed giver of the ruddy steed, I have named Pakasthaman fourth.

4 - Indra

Though, Indra, you are called by men eastward and westward, north and south,

You chiefly are with Anava and Turvasa, brave Champion I urged by men to Come. (1)

Or, Indra, when with Ruma, Rusama, Syavaka, and Krpa you rejoicest you,

Still do the Kanvas, bringing praises, with their prayers, Indra, draw you here: come. (2)

Even as the wild-bull, when he thirsts, goes to the desert's watery pool,

Come here quickly both at morning and at eve, and with the Kanvas drink your fill. (3)

May the drops gladden you, rich Indra, and obtain bounty for him who pours the juice.

Soma pressed in the mortar did you take and drink, and hence have won surpassing might. (4)

With mightier strength he conquered strength, with energy he crushed their wrath.

Indra, strong in youth, all those who sought the fray bent and bowed down to you like trees. (5)

He who wins promise of yours aid goes girt as with a thousand mighty men of war.

He makes his son preeminent in hero might - he serves with reverential prayer. (6)

With you, the mighty, for our Friend, we will riot fear or feel fatigue.

May we see Turvasa and Yadu: your great deed, hero, must be glorified. (7)

On his left hip the hero has reclined himself: the proffered feast offends him not.

The milk is blended with the honey of the bee: quickly come here, baste, and drink. (8)

Indra, your friend is fair of form and rich in horses, cars, and cows.

He evermore has food accompanied by wealth, and radiant joins the company. (9)

Come like a thirsty antelope to the drinking-place: drink Soma to your heart's desire.

Raining it down, Maghavan, day after day, you gainest your surpassing might. (10)

Priest, let the soma juice flow forth, for Indra longs to drink thereof.

He even now has yoked his vigorous bay steeds: the Vritra-slayer has come near. (11)

The man with whom you fillcst you with Soma deems himself a pious worshipper.

This your appropriate food is here poured out for you: come, hasten forward. drink of it, (12)

Press out the soma juice, you priests, for Indra borne upon his car.

The pressing-stones speak loud of Indra, while they shed the juice which, offered, honours him. (13)

To the brown juice may his dear vigorous bay steeds bring Indra, to our holy task.

Here let your Car-steeds who seek the sacrifice bring you to our drink-offerings. (14)

Pusan, the lord of ample wealth, for firm alliance we elect.

May he with wisdom, Sakra! Looser! Much-invoked! aid us to riches and to seed. (15)

Sharpen us like a razor in the barber's hands: send riches you who settest free.

Easy to find with you are treasures of the Dawn for mortal man whom you do speed. (16)

Pusan, I long to win your love, I long to praise you, Radiant God.

Excellent lord, it is strange tome, no wish have I to sing the psalm that Pajra sings. (17)

My cows, Radiant God, seek pasture where they will, my during wealth, immortal One.

Be our protector, Pusan! be, most liberal lord, propitious to our gathering strength. (18)

Rich was the gift Kurunga gave, a hundred steeds at morning rites.

Among the gifts of Turvasas we thought of him, the opulent, the splendid king. (19)

What by his morning songs Kanva, the powerful, has, with the Priyamedhas, gained-

71 The herds of sixty thousand pure and spotless cows, have I, the rishi, driven away. (20)

The very trees were joyful at my coming: cows they obtained in plenty, steeds in plenty.

5 - Asvins

When, even as she were present here, red Dawn has shone from far away,

She spreads light on every side. (1)

Like heroes on your will-yoked car farshining, Wonder-Workers! you

Attend, Asvins, on the Dawn. (2)

By you, lords of ample wealth our songs of praise have been observed:

As envoy have I brought the prayer. (3)

Kanvas must praise the Asvins dear to many, making many glad,

Most rich, that they may succour us. (4)

Most liberal, best at winning strength, inciters, lords of splendour who

Visit the worshipper's abode. (5)

So for devout Sudeva dew with fatness his unfailing mead,

And make it rich for sacrifice. (6)

Hereward running speedily with horses, as with rapid hawks,

Come, Asvins, to our song of praise (7)

Wherewith the three wide distances, and all the lights that are in heaven.

You traverse, and three times of night. (8)

Finders of the Day, that we may win us food of cows and wealth,

Open the paths for us to tread. (9)

Asvins, bring us wealth in cows, in noble heroes, and in cars:

Bring us the strength that horses give. (10)

You lords of splendour, glorified, you Wonder-Workers borne on paths

Of gold, drink sweets with Somajuice. (11)

To us, you lords of ample wealth, and to our wealth chiefs extend

Wide shelter, never to be assailed. (12)

Come quickly downward to the prayer of people whom you favour most:

Approach not to other folk. (13)

You Asvins whom our minds perceive, drink of this lovely gladdening draught,

The mcath which we present to you. (14)

Bring riches here to us in hundreds and in thousands, source

Of plenteous food, sustaining all. (15)

Verily sages call on you, you heroes, in full many a place.

Moved by the priests, Asvins, conic. (16)

Men who have trimmed the sacred grass, bringing oblations and prepared,

Asvins, are invoking you. (17)

May this our hymn of praise today, most powerful to bring you, be,

Asvins, nearest to your hearts. (18)

The skin filled full of savoury meath, laid in the pathway of your car-

Asvins, drink you both from there. (19)

For this, you lords of ample wealth, bring blessing for our herd, our cows,

Our progeny, and plenteous food. (20)

You too unclose to us like doors the strengthening waters of the sky,

And rivers, you who find the day. (21)

When did the son of' Tugra serve you, Men? Abandoned in the sea,

That with winged steeds your car might fly. (22)

You, Nasatyas, ministered to Kanva with repeated aid,

When cast into the heated pit. (23)

Come near with those most recent aids of yours which merit eulogy,

When I invoke you, wealthy gods. (24)

As you protected Kanva erst, Priyamedha and Upastuta,

Atri, Sinjara, Asvins Twain (25)

And Amsu in decisive fight, Agastya in the fray for cows.

And, in his battles, Sobhari. (26)

For so much bliss, or even more, Asvins, wealthy gods, than this,

We pray white singing hymns to you. (27)

Ascend your car with golden seat, Asvins, and with reins of gold,

That reaches even to the sky. (28)

Golden is its supporting shaft, the axle also is of gold,

And both the wheels are made of gold. (29)

Thereon, you lords of ample wealth, come to us even from afar,

Come to this eulogy of mine. (30)

From far away you come to us, Asvins, enjoying plenteous food

Of dasas, immortal ones. (31)

With splendour, riches, and renown, Asvins, come to us here,

Nasatyas, shining brilliantly. (32)

May dappled horses, steeds who fly with pinions, bring you hereward

To people skilled in sacrifice. (33)

The whcel delays not that car of yours accompanied by song,

That comes with a store of food. (34)

Borne on that chariot wrought of gold, with coursers very fleet of foot,

Come, Nasatyas, swift as thought. (35)

wealthy gods, you taste and find the brisk and watchful wild beast good.

Associate wealth with food for us. (36)

As such, Asvins, find for me my share of new-presented gifts,

As Kasu, Cedi's son, gave me a hundred head of buffaloes, and ten thousand cows. (37)

He who has given me for mine own ten kings like gold to look upon.

At Caidya's feet are all the people round about, all those who think upon the shield. (38)

No man, not any, goes upon the path on which the Cedis walk.

No other prince, no folk is held more liberal of gifts than they.

6 - Indra

Indra, great in his power and might, and like Parjanya rich in rain,

Is magnified by Vatsa's lauds. (1)

When the priests, strengthening the son of holy Law, present their gifts,

Singers with Order's hymn of praiser. (2)

Since Kanvas with their lauds have made Indra complete the sacrifice.

Words are their own appropriate arms. (3)

Before his hot displeasure all the peoples, all the men, bow down,

As rivers bow them to the sea. (4)

This power of his shone brightly forth when Indra brought together, like

A skin, the worlds of heaven and earth. (5)

The fiercely-moving Vritra's head he severed with his thunderbolt,

His mighty hundred-knotted bolt. (6)

Here are-we sing them loudly forth-our thoughts among-the best of songs.

Even lightnings like the blaze of fire. (7)

When bidden thoughts, spontaneously advancing, glow, and with the stream

Of sacrifice the Kanvas shine. (8)

Indra, may we obtain that wealth in horses and in herds of cows,

And prayer that may be noticed first. (9)

I from my Father have received deep knowledge of the holy Law

I was born like to the sun. (10)

After the lore of ancient time I make, like Kanva, beauteous songs,

And Indra's selfgains strength thereby. (11)

Whatever rishis have not praised you, Indra, or have lauded you,

By me exalted wax you strong. (12)

When his wrath thundered, when he rent Vritra to pieces, limb by limb,

He sent the waters to the sea. (13)

Against the Dasyu gusna you, Indra, did hurl your during bolt:

You, Dread one, have a hero's fame. (14)

Neither the heavens nor firmaments nor regions of the earth contain

Indra, the thunderer with his might. (15)

Indra him who lay at length staying your copious waters you,

In his own footsteps, smote down (16)

You hiddest deep in darkness itim, Indra, who had set his grasp

On spacious heaven and earth conjoined. (17)

Indra, whatever Yatis and Bhrigus have offered praise to you,

Listen, you mighty, to my call. (18)

Indra, these spotted cows yield you their butter and the milky draught;

Aiders, thereby, of sacrifice; (19)

Which, teeming, have received you as a life-germ, Indra, with their mouth,

Like Surya who sustains all. (20)

lord of might, with hymns of praise the Kanvas have increased your power,

The drops poured forth have strengthened you. (21)

Under your guidance, Indra, mid your praises, lord of Thunder, shall

The sacrifice be soon performed. (22)

Indra, disclose much food for us, like a stronghold with store of cows:

Give progeny and heroic strength. (23)

And, Indra, grant us all that wealth of fleet steeds which shone bright of old

Among the tribes of Nahusas. (24)

Here you seemest to attract heaven's fold which shines before our eyes,

When, Indra, you are kind to us. (25)

Yea, when you puttest forth your power, Indra, you governest the folk.

Mighty, unlimited in strength. (26)

The tribes who bring oblations call to you, to you to give them help,

With drops to you who spreadest far. (27)

There where the mountains downward slope, there by the meeting of the streams

The sage was manifest with song. (28)

Thence, marking, from his lofty place downward he looks upon the sea,

And thence with rapid stir he moves. (29)

Then, verify, they see the light refulgent of primeval seed,

Kindled on yonder side of heaven. (30)

Indra, the Kanvas all exalt your wisdom and your manly power,

And, mightiest! your heroic strength. (31)

Accept this eulogy of mine, Indra, and guard me carefully:

Strengthen my thought and prosper it. (32)

For you, mighty, Thunder-armed, we singers through devotionhave

Fashioned the hymn that we may live. (33)

To Indra have the Kanvas sung, like waters speeding down a slope:

The song is fain to go to him. (34)

As rivers swell the ocean, so our hymns of praise make Indra strong,

Eternal, of resistIess wrath. (35)

Come with your lovely bay steeds, come to us from regions far away

Indra, drink this soma juice. (36)

Best slayer of Vritras, men whose sacred grass is ready trimmed

Invoke you for the gain of spoil. (37)

The heavens and earth come after you as the wheel follows Etasa:

To you flow Sorna-drops effused. (38)

Rejoice, Indra, in the light, rejoice in Saryandyan, be Glad in the sacrificer's hymn. (39)

Grown strong in heaven, the thunder-armed has bellowed, Vritra-slayer, Bull,

Chief drinker of the soma juice. (40)

You are a rishi born of old, sole Ruler over all by might:

You, Indra, guardest well our wealth. (41)

May your bay steeds with beauteous backs, a hundred, bring you to the feast,

Bring you to these our Soma-draughts. (42)

The Kanvas with their hymns of praise have magnified this ancient thought

That swells with streams of meath and oil. (43)

Mid mightiest gods let mortal man choose Indra at the sacrifice,

Indra, whoever would win, for help. (44)

Thy steeds, by Priyamedhas praised, shall bring you, God whom all invoke,

Here to drink the somajuice. (45)

A hundred thousand have I gained from Parsu, from Tirindira,

And presents of the Yadavas. (46)

Ten thousand head of cows, and steeds three times a hundred they bestowed

On Pajra for the Sama-song. (47)

Kakuha has reached up to heaven, bestowing buffaloes yoked in fours,

And matched in fame the Yadavas.

7 - Maruts

MARUTS, when the sage has poured the Tristup forth as food for you,

You shine amid the mountain-clouds. (1)

When, Bright ones, fain to show your might you have determined on your course,

The mountain-clouds have bent them down. (2)

Loud roaring with the winds the sons of Prisni have upraised themselves:

They have poured out the streaming food. (3)

The Maruts spread the mist abroad and make mountains rock and reel,

When with the winds they go their way (4)

What time the rivers and the hills before your coming bowed them down,

So to sustain your mighty force. (5)

We call on you for aid by night, on you for succour in the day,

On you while sacrifice proceeds. (6)

These, verily, wondrous, red of hue, speed on their courses with a roar

Over the ridges of the sky. (7)

With might they drop the loosened rein so that the sun may run his course,

And spread themselves with beams of light. (8)

Accept, you Maruts, this my song, accept you this mine hymn of praise,

Accept, Ribhuksans, this my call. (9)

The dappled Cows have poured three lakes, meath for the thunder-wielding God,

From the great cask, the watery cloud. (10)

Maruts, quickly come to us when, longing for felicity,

We call you here from the sky. (11)

For, Rudras and Ribhuksans, you, Most Bountiful, are in the house,

Wise when the gladdening draught is drunk. (12)

Maruts, send us down from heaven riches distilling rapturous joy,

With plenteous food, sustaining all. (13)

When, Bright ones, here from the hills you have resolved to take your way,

You revel in the drops effused. (14)

Man should solicit with his lauds happiness which belongs to them,

So great a band invincible. (15)

They who like fiery sparks with showers of rain blow through the heaven and earth,

Milking the spring that never fails. (16)

With chariots and tumultuous roar, with tempests and with hymns of praise

The sons of Prisni hurry forth. (17)

For wealth, we think of that whereby you aided Yadu, Turvasa,

And KanVa who obtained the spoil. (18)

May these our viands Bounteous ones I that flow in streams like holy oil,

With Kanva's hymns, increase your might. (19)

Where, Bounteous lords for whom the grass is trimmed, are you rejoicing now?

What Brahman is adoring you? (20)

Is it not there where you of old, supplied with sacred grass, for lauds

Inspired the strong in sacrifice? (21)

They brought together both the worlds, the mighty waters, and the sun,

And, joint by joint, the thunderbolt. (22)

They sundered Vritra limb from limb and split the gloomy mountain-clouds,

Performing a heroic deed. (23)

They reinforced the power and strength of Trita as he fought, and helped

Indra in battle with the foe. (24)

They deck themselves for glory, bright, celestial, lightning in their hands,

And helms of gold upon their heads. (25)

When eagerly you from far away came to the cavern of the Bull,

He bellowed in his fear like Heaven. (26)

Borne by your golden-footed steeds, gods, come here to receive

The sacrifice we offer you. (27)

When the red leader draws along their spotted deer yoked to the car.

The Bright ones come, and shed the rain. (28)

Susoma, Saryakiavan, and Arjika full of homes, have they.

These heroes, sought with downward car. (29)

When, Maruts, you come to him, the singer who invokes you thus,

With favours to your suppliant? (30)

What now? where have you still a friend since you left Indra all alone?

Who counts on your friendship now? (31)

The Kanvas sing forth Agni's praise together with our Maruts' who

Wield thunder and wear swords of gold. (32)

Here for new felicity may I attract the Impetuous ones,

The heroes with their wondrous strength (33)

Before them sink the very hills deerning themseives abysses: yea,

Even the mountains bend them down. (34)

Steeds flying on their tortuous path through mid-air carry them, and give

The man who lauds them strength and life. (35)

Agni was born the first of all, like Surya lovely with his light:

With lustre these have spread abroad.

8 - Asvins

With all the succours that are yours, Asvins, here come to us:

Wonderful, borne on paths of gold, drink you the meath with soma juice. (1)

Come now, you Asvins, on your car decked with a sun-bright canopy,

Bountiful, with your golden forms, sages with depth of intellect. (2)

Come here from the Nahusas, come, drawn by pure hymns, from mid-air.

Asvins, drink the savoury juice shed in the Kanvas' sacrifice. (3)

Come to us here from the heavens, come from mid-air, well-loved by us:

Here Kanva's son has pressed for you the pleasant meath of soma juice. (4)

Come, Asvins, to give car to us, to drink the soma, Asvins, come.

Hail, strengtheners of the praise-song speed onward, you heroes, with your thoughts. (5)

As, heroes, in the olden time the rishis called you to their aid,

So now, Asvins, come to us, come near to this mine eulogy. (6)

Even from the luminous sphere of heaven come to us, you who find the light,

Carers for Vatsa, through our prayers and lauds, yewho hearour call. (7)

Do others more than we adore the Asvins with their hymns of praise?

The rishi Vatsa, Kanva's son, has magnified you with his songs. (8)

The holy singer with his hymns has called you, Asvins, here-ward;

Best Vritra-slayers, free from stain, as such bring us felicity. (9)

What time, you lords of ample wealth, the Lady mounted on your car,

Then, you Asvins, you attained all wishes that your hearts desired. (10)

Come thence, Asvins, on your car that has a thousand ornaments:

Vatsa the sage, the sage's son, has sung a song of sweets to you. (11)

Cheerers of many, rich in goods, discoverers of opulence,

The Asvins, Riders through the sky, have welcomed this my song of praise. (12)

Asvins, grant us all rich gifts wherewith no man mav interfere.

Make us observe the stated times: give us not over to reproach. (13)

Whether, Nasatyas, you be nigh, or whether you be far away,

Come thence, Asvins, on your car that has a thousand ornaments. (14)

Vatsa the rishi with his songs, Nasatyas, has exalted you:

Grant him rich food distilling oil, graced with a thousand ornaments. (15)

Bestow on him, Asvins, food that strengthens, and that drops with oil,

On him who praises you for bliss, and, lords of bounty, prays for wealth. (16)

Come to us, you who slay the foe, lords of rich treasure, to this hymn.

Heroes, give us high renown and these good things of earth for help. (17)

The Priyamedhas have invoked you with all succours that are yours,

You, Asvins, lords of solemn rites, with calls entreating you to come. (18)

Come to us, Asvins, you Who bring felicity, auspicious ones,

To Vatsa who with prayer and hymn, lovers of song, has honoured you. (19)

Aid us, heroes, for those hymns for which you helped GoSarya erst,

Gave Vasa, Dasavraja aid, and Kanva and Medhatithi: (20)

And favoured Trasadasyu, you heroes, in spoil-deciding fray:

For these, Asvins, graciously assist us in acquiring strength. (21)

Asvins, may pure hymns of ours, and songs and praises, honour you:

Best slayers everywhere of foes, as such we fondly yearn for you. (22)

Three places of the Asvins, erst concealed, are made apparent now.

Both Sages, with the flight of Law come here to those who live.

9 - Asvins

To help and favour Vatsa now, Asvins, come you hereward.

Bestow on him a dwelling spacious and secure, and keep malignities away. (1)

All manliness that is in heaven, with the Five Tribes, or in mid-air,

Bestow, you Asvins, upon us. (2)

Remember Kanva first of all among the singers, Asvins, who

Have thought upon your wondrous deeds. (3)

Asvins, for you with song of praise this hot oblation is effused,

This your sweet soma juice, you lords of ample wealth, through which you think upon the foe. (4)

Whatever you have done in floods, in the tree, Wonder-Workers, and in growing plants,

Therewith, Asvins, succour me. (5)

What force, Nasatyas, you exert, whatever, gods, you tend and heal,

This your own Vatsa gains not by his hymns alone: you visit him who offers gifts. (6)

Now has the rishi splendidly thought out the Asvins' hymn of praise.

Let the Atharvan pour the warm oblation forth, and Soma very rich in sweets. (7)

You Asvins, now ascend your car that lightly rolls upon its way.

May these my praises make you speed hereward like a cloud of heaven. (8)

When, Nasatyas, we this day make you speed here with our hymns,

Or, Asvins, with our songs of praise, remember Kanya specially. (9)

As erst Kaksivan and the rishi Vyasva, as erst Dirghatamas invoked your presence,

Or, in the sacrificial chambers, Vainya Prthi, so be you mindful of us here, Asvins. (10)

Come as home-guardians, saving us from foemen, guarding our living creatures and our bodies,

Come to the house to give us seed and offspring, (11)

Whether with Indra you be faring, Asvins, or resting in one dwelling-place with Vayu,

In concord with the Ribhus or Adityas, or standing still in Vishnu's striding-places. (12)

When I, Asvins, call on you today that I may gather strength,

Or as all-conquering might in war, be that the Asvins' noblest grace. (13)

Now come, you Asvins, hereward: here are oblations set for you;

These Soma-draughts to aid Yadu and

Turvasa, these offered you mid Kaniva's Sons. (14)

Whatever healing balm is yours, Nisatyas, near or far away,

Therewith, great Sages, grant a home to Vatsa and to Vimada. (15)

Together with the goddess, with the Asvins' Speech have I awoke.

You, Goddess, have disclosed the hymn, and holy gift from mortal men. (16)

Awake the Asvins, Goddess Dawn! Up mighty Lady of sweet strains!

Rise, straightway, priest of sacrifice! High glory to the gladdening draught! (17)

You, Dawn, approaching with your light shine together with the sun,

And to this man-protecting home the chariot ofthe Asvins comes. (18)

When yellow stalks give forth the juice, as cows from udders pour their milk,

And voices sound the song of praise, the Asvins' worshippers show first. (19)

Forward for glory and for strength, protection that shall conquer men,

And power and skill, most sapient ones! (20)

When Asvins, worthy of our lauds, you seat you in the father's house.

With wisdom or the bliss you bring.

10 - Asvins

WHETHER you travel far away or dwell in yonder light of heaven,

Or in a mansion that is built above the sea, come thence, you Asvins, hereward. (1)

Or if for Manu.you prepared the sacrifice, remember also Kanva's son.

I call Brhaspati, Indra, Vishnu, all the gods, the Asvins borne by rapid steeds. (2)

Those Asvins I invoke who work marvels, brought here to receive,

With whom our friendship is most famed, and kinship passing that of gods. (3)

On whom the solemn rites depend, whose worshippers rise without the sun:

These who foreknow the holy work of sacrifice, and by their Godhead drink the sweets of soma juice. (4)

Whether you, lords of ample wealth, now linger in the cast or west,

With Druhyu, or with Anu, Yadu, Turvaga, I call you here; come to me. (5)

lords of great riches, whether through the firmament you fly or speed through heaven and earth,

Or with your godlike natures stand upon your cars, come thence, Asvins, hereward.

11 - Agni

You Agni, God mid mortal men, are guard of sacred rites, you are

To be adored at sacrifice. (1)

Mighty Agni, you must be glorified at our festivals,

Bearing our offerings to the gods. (2)

Jatavedas Agni, fight and drive our foes afar from us,

Themand their godless enmities. (3)

You, Jatavedas, seek not the worship of a hostile man,

However nigh it be to you. (4)

We sages, mortals as we are, adore the mighty name oof you,

immortal Jatavedas' name. (5)

Sages, we call the sage to help, mortals, we call the god to aid:

We call on Agni with our songs. (6)

May Vatsa draw- your mind away even from your loftiest dwelling-place,

Agni, with song that yearns for you. (7)

You are the same in many a place: mid all the people you are lord.

In fray and fightt we call on you. (8)

When we are seeking strength we call Agni to help us in the strife,

The giver of rich gifts in war. (9)

Ancient, adorablie at sacrifices, priest from of old, meet for our praise, you sit.

Fill full and satisfy your body, Agni, and win us happiness by offering worship.

12 - Indra

JOY, mightiest Indra, known and marked, sprung most from Soma-draughts, wherewith

You smite down the greedy fiend, for that we long. (1)

Wherewith you bolpest Adhrigu, the great Dasagva, and the god

Who stirs the sunlight, and the sea, for that we long. (2)

Wherewith you dravest forth like cars Sindhu and all the mighty floods

To go the way ordained by Law, for that we long. (3)

Accept this laud for aid, made pure like oil, you Caster of the stone,

Whereby even in a moment you have waxen great. (4)

Be pleased, song-lover, with this song it flows abundant like the sea.

Indra, with all your succours you have waxen great. (5)

The god who from afar has sent gifts to maintain our friendship's bond,

You. spreading them like rain from heaven, have waxen great. (6)

The beams that mark him have grown strong, the thunder rests between his arms,

When, like the sun, he has increased both Heaven and Earth. (7)

When, mighty lord of heroes, you did cat a thousand buffaloes,

Then grew and waxed exceeding great your Indra-power. (8)

Indra consums with the rays of Surya the malicious man:

Like Agni conquering the woods, he has grown strong. (9)

This newest thought of ours that suits the time approaches to you:

Serving, beloved in many a place it metes and marks. (10)

The pious germ of sacrifice directly purifies the soul.

By Indra's lauds it waxes great, it metes and marks. (11)

Indra who wins the friend has spread himself to drink the soma-draught:

Like worshipper's dilating praise; it metes and marks. (12)

He whom the sages, living men, have gladdened, offering up their hymns,

Has swelled like oil of sacrifice in Agni's mouth. (13)

Aditi also has brought forth a hymn for Indra, sovran lord:

The work of sacrifice for help is glorified. (14)

The ministering priests have sung their songs for aid and eulogy:

God, your bays turn not from the rite which Law ordains. (15)

If, Indra, you drink Soma by Vishnu's or Trta Aptya's side,

Or with the Maruts take delight in flowing drops; (16)

Or, Sakra, if you gladden you afar or in the sea of air,

Rejoice you in this juice of ours, in flowing drops. (17)

Or, lord of heroes if you aid the worshipper who shed; the, juice,

Or him whose laud delights you, and his flowing drops. (18)

To magnify the god, the god, Indra, yea, Indra for your help,

And promptly end the sacrifice-this have they gained. (19)

With worship, him whom men adore, with Soma, him who drinks it most,

Indra with lauds have they increasedthis have they gained. (20)

His leadings are with power and might and his instructions manifold:

He gives the worshipper all wealth: this have they gained. (21)

For slaying Vritra have the gods set Indra in the foremost place.

Indra the choral bands have sung, for vigorous strength. (22)

We to the mighty with our might, with lauds to him who hears our call,

With holy hymns have sung aloud, for vigorous strength. (23)

Not earth, nor heaven, nor firmaments contain the thunder-wielding God:

They shake before his violent rush and vigorous strength. (24)

What time the gods, Indra, get you foremost in the furious fight,

Then your two beautiful bay steeds carried you on. (25)

When Vritra, stayer of the floods, you si"est, Thundeicr with might,

Then your two beautiful bay steeds carried you on. (26)

When Vishnu, through your energy, strode wide those three great steps of his,

Then your two beautiful bay steeds carried you on. (27)

When your two beautiful bay steeds grew great and greater day by day,

Even then all creatures that had life bowed down to you. (28)

When, Indra, all the Marut folk humbly submitted them to you,

Even then all creatures that had life bowed down to you. (29)

When yonder Sun, that brilliant light, you settest in the heaven above,

Even then all creatures that had life bowed down to you. (30)

To you, Indra, with this thought the sage lifts up this eulogy,

Akin and leading as on foot to sacrifice. (31)

When in your own dear dwelling all gathered have lifted up the voice

Milk-streams at worship's central spot, for sacrifice, (32)

As priest, Indra, give us wealth in brave men and good steeds ana cows

That we may first remember you for sacrifice.

13 - Indra

Indra, when soma juices flow, makes his mind pure and meet for lauds.

He gains the power that brings success, for great is he. (1)

In heaven's first region, in the seat of gods, is he who brings success,

Most glorious, prompt to save, who wins the water-floods. (2)

Him, to win strength, have I invoked, even Indra mighty for the fray.

Be most near to us for bliss, a Friend to aid. (3)

Indra, song -lover, here for you the worshipper's libation flows.

Rejoicing in this sacred grass you shine forth. (4)

Even now, Indra, give us that which, pressing juice, we crave of you.

Bring us wealth manifold which finds the light of heaven. (5)

What time the zealous worshipper has boldly sung his songs to you,

Like branches of a tree up-grows what they desire. (6)

Generate songs even as of old, give car to the singer's call.

You for the pious have grown great at each carouse. (7)

Sweet strains that glorify him play like waters speeding down a slope,

Yea, him who in this song is called the lord of Heaven; (8)

Yea, who alone is called the lord, the single Ruler of the folk,

By worshippers seeking aid: may he joy in the draught. (9)

Praise him, the Glorious, skilled in song, lord of the two victorious bays:

They seek the worshipper's abode who bows in prayer. (10)

Put forth your strength: with dappled steeds come, you of mighty intellect,

With swift steeds to the sacrifice, for it is your joy. (11)

Grant wealth to those who praise you, lord of heroes, mightiest Indra: give

Our princes everlasting fame and opulence. (12)

I call you when the sun is risen, I call you at the noon of day:

With your car-horses, Indra, come wellpleased to us. (13)

Speed forward here, come to us, rejoice you in the milky draught:

Spin out the thread of ancient time, as well is known. (14)

If, Sakra, Vritra-slayer, you be far away or near to us.

Or in the sea, you are the guard of soma juice. (15)

Let songs we sing and soma-drps expressed by us make Indra strong:

The tribes who bring oblations find delight in him. (16)

Him sages longing for his aid, with offerings brought in eager haste,

Him. even as branches, all mankind have made to grow. (17)

At the Trkadrukas the gods span sacrifice that stirred the mind:

May our songs strengthen him who still has strengthened us. (18)

When, true to duty, at due times the worshipper offers lauds to you,

They call him Purifier, Pure, and Wonderful. (19)

That mind of Rudra, fresh and strong, moves conscious in the ancient ways,

With reference whereto the wise have ordered this. (20)

If you elect to be my Friend drink of this sacrificial juice,

By help whereof we may subdue all enemies. (21)

Indra, Lover of the song, when shall your praiser be most blessed?

When will you grant us wealth in herds of cows and steeds? (22)

And your two highly-lauded bays, strong stallions, draw your car who are

Untouched by age, most gladdening car for which we pray. (23)

With ancient offerings we implore the Young and Strong whom many praise.

He from of old has sat upon dear sacred grass. (24)

Wax miglity, you whom many laud for aids which rishis have extolled.

Pour down for us abundant food and guard us well. (25)

Indra, Caster of the stone, you help him who praises you:

From sacrifice I send to you a mindyoked hymn. (26)

Here, yoking for the soma-draught these Horses, sharers of your feast,

Thy bay steeds, Indra, fraught with weal to ?, consent to come. (27)

Attendants on your glory, let the Rudras roar assent to you,

And all the Marut companies come tothe feast. (28)

These his victorious followers bold in the heavens the place they love,

Leagued in the heart of sacrifice, as well we know. (29)

That we may long behold the light, what time the ordered rite proceeds,

He duly measures, as he views, the sacrifice. (30)

Indra, strong is this your car, and strong are these bay steeds of yours:

Satakratu, you are strong, strong is our call. (31)

Strong is the press-stone, strong your joy, strong is the flowing soma juice:

Strong is the rite you furtherest, strong is our call. (32)

As strong I call on you the strong, Thunderer with your thousand aids:

For you have won the hymn of praise. Strong is our call.

14 - Indra

IF I, Indra, were, like you, the single Sovran of all wealth,

My worshipper should be rich in cows. (1)

I should be fain, lord of Power, to strengthen and enrich the sage,

Were I the lord of herds of cows. (2)

To worshippers who press the juice your goodness, Indra, is a cow

Yielding in plenty cows and steeds. (3)

None is there, Indra, God or man, to hinder your munificence,

The wealth which, lauded, you will give. (4)

The sacrifice made Indra strong when he unrolled the earth, and made

Himself a diadem in heaven. (5)

Your aid we claim, Indra, your who after you have waxen great

Have won all treasures for your own. (6)

In Soma's ecstasy Indra spread the firmament and realms of light,

When he cleft Vala limb from limb. (7)

Showing the hidden he drave forth the cows for the Angirases,

And Vala he cast headlong down. (8)

By Indra were the lumirious realms of heaven established and secured,

Firm and immovable from their place. (9)

Indra, your laud moves quickly like a joyous wave of water-floods:

Bright shine the drops that gladden you. (10)

For you, Indra, are the god whom hymns and praises magnify:

You blessest those who worship you. (11)

Let the two long-maned bay steeds bring Indra to drink the soma juice,

The Bountiful to our sacrifice. (12)

With waters' foam you torest off, Indra, the head of Namuci,

Subduing all contending hosts. (13)

The Dasyus, when they fain would climb

by magic arts and mount to heaven,

You, Indra, castest down to earth. (14)

As Soma-drinker conquering all, you scatteredst to every side

Their settlement who poured no gifts.

15 - Indra

SING forth to him whom many men invoke, to him whom many laud.

Invite the powerful Indra with your songs of praise. (1)

Whose lofty might-for doubly strong is he-supports the heavens and earth,

And hills and plains and floods and light with manly power. (2)

Such, Praised by many! you are king alone you smite Vritras dead,

To gain, Indra, spoils of war and high renown. (3)

We sing this strong and wild delight of yours which conquers in the fray,

Which, Caster of the stone! gives room and shines like gold. (4)

Wherewith you also foundest lights for Ayu and for Manu's sake:

Now joying in this sacred grass you beamest forth. (5)

This day too singers of the hymn praise, as of old, this might of yours:

Win you the waters day by day, thralls of the strong. (6)

That lofty Indra-power of yours, your strength and your intelligence,

Thy thunderbolt for which we long, the wish makes keen. (7)

Indra, Heaven and Earth augment your manly power and your renown;

The waters and your mountains stir and urge you on. (8)

Vishnu the lofty ruling Power, Varuna, Mitra sing your praise:

In you the Marut3' company have great delight. (9)

Indra, you wast born the lord of men, most liberal of your gifts:

Excellent deeds for evermore are all your own. (10)

Ever, alone, highly-praised, you sendest Vritras to their rest:

None else than Indra executes the mighty deed. (11)

Though here and there, in varied hymns, Indra, men call on you for aid,

Still with our heroes fight and win the light of heaven. (12)

Already have all forms of him entered our spacious dwelling-place:

For victory stir you Indra, up, the lord of might.

16 - Indra

PRAISE Indra whom our songs must laud, sole Sovran of mankind, the Chief

Most liberal who controlls men. (1)

In whom the hymns of praise delight, and all the glory-giving songs.

Like the floods' longing for the sea. (2)

Him I invite with eulogy, best king, effective in the fight,

Strong for the gain of mighty spoil. (3)

Whose perfect ecstasies are wide, profound, victorious, and give

joy in the field where heroes win. (4)

Him, when the spoils of war are staked, men call to be their advocate:

They who have Indra win the day. (5)

Men honour him with stirring songs and magnify with solemn rites:

Indra is he who givs case. (6)

Indra is priest and rishi, he is much invoked by many men,

And mighty by his mighty powers. (7)

Meet to be lauded and invoked, true hero with his deeds of might,

Victorious even when alone. (8)

The men, the people magnify that Indra with their Slina. songs,

With hymns and sacred eulogies (9)

Him who advances them to wealth, sends light to lead them in the war,

And quells their foemen in the fray. (10)

May he, the saviour much-invoked, may Indra bear us in a ship

Safely beyond all enemies. (11)

As such, Indra, honour us with gifts of booty, further us,

And lead us to felicity.

17 - Indra

Come, we have pressed the juice for you; Indra, drink this Soma here

Sit you on this my sacred grass. (1)

Indra, let your long-maned bays, yoked by prayer, bring you hereward

Give car and listen to our prayers. (2)

We Soma-bearing Brahmans call you Soma-drinker with your friend,

We, Indra, bringing soma juice. (3)

Come to us who bring the juice, come to this our eulogy,

Fair-visored! drink you of the juice. (4)

I pour it down within you, so through all your members let it spread:

Take with. your tongue the pleasant drink. (5)

Sweet to your body let it be, delicious be the savoury juice:

Sweet be the soma to your heart. (6)

Like women, let this Soma-draught, invested with its robe, approach,

active Indra, close to you. (7)

Indra, transported with the juice, vast in his bulk, strong in his neck

And stout arms, smites the Vritras down. (8)

Indra, go you forward, you who rule over all by might:

You Vritra-slayer slay the fiends, (9)

Long be your grasping-hook wherewith you give ample wealth to him

Who sheds the juice and worships you. (10)

Here, Indra, is your Soma-draught, made pure upon the sacred grass:

Run here, come and drink thereof. (11)

Famed for your radiance, worshipped well this juice is shed for your delight

You are invoked, Akhandala! (12)

To Kundapayya, grandson's son, grandson of Srngavrs! to you,

To him have I addressed my thought. (13)

Strong pillar you, lord of the home armour of Soma-offerers:

The drop of Soma breaks all the strongholds down, and Indra is the rishis' Friend. (14)

holy Prdikusanu, winner of the spoil, one eminent over many men,

Lead on the wild horse Indra with his vigorous grasp forward to drink the soma juice.

18 - Adityas

Now let the mortal offer prayer to win the unexampled grace

Of these Adityas and their aid to cherish life. (1)

For not an enemy molests the paths which these Adityas tread:

Infallible guards, they strengthen us in happiness. (2)

Now soon may Bhaga, Savitar, Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman

Give us the shelter widely spread which we implore. (3)

With gods come you whose fostering care none checks, Goddesss Aditi:

Come, dear to many, with the lords who guard us well. (4)

For well these Sons of Aditi know to keep enmities aloof,

Unrivalled, giving ample room, they save from woe. (5)

Aditi guard our herd by day, Aditi, free from guile, by night,

Aditi, ever strengthening, save us from grief! (6)

And in the day our hymn is this: May Aditi come nigh to help,

With loving-kindness bring us weal and chase our foes. (7)

And may the Asvins, the divine Pair of Physicians, send us health:

May they remove iniquity and chase our foes. (8)

May Agni bless us with his fires, and Surya warm us pleasantly:

May the pure Wind breathe sweet on us, and chase our foes. (9)

Drive you disease and strife away, drive you away malignity:

Adityas, keep us ever far from sore distress. (10)

Remove from us the arrow, keep famine, Adityas! far away:

Keep enmities afar from us, lords of all wealth! (11)

Now, Adityas, grant to us the shelter that lets man go free,

Yea, even the sinner from his sin, you Bounteous gods 1 (12)

Whatever mortal with the powe r of demons fain would injure us,

May he, impetuous, suffer harm by his own deeds. (13)

May sin overtake our human foe, the man who speaks evil thing,

Him who would cause our misery, whose heart is false. (14)

gods, you are with the simple ones, you know each mortal in your hearts;

You, Vasus, well discriminate the false and true. (15)

Fain would we have the sheltering aid of mountains and of water-floods:

Keep far from us iniquity, Heaven and Earth. (16)

So with auspicious sheltering aid do you, Vasus, carry us

Beyond all trouble and distress, borne in your ship. (17)

Adityas, you Most mighty ones, grant to our children and their seed

Extended term of life that they may live long days. (18)

Sacrifice, Adityas, is your inward monitor: be kind,

For in the bond of kindred we are bound to you. (19)

The Maruts' high protecting aid, the Asvins, and the god who saves,

Mitra and Varuna for weal we supplicate. (20)

Grant us a home with triple guard, Aryaman, Mitra, Varuna!

Unthreatened, Maruts! meet for praise, and filled with men. (21)

And as we human beings, Adityas, are akin to death,

Graciously lengthen you our lives that we may live.

19 - Agni

SING praise to hiin, the lord of Light. The gods have made the god to be their messenger,

And sent oblation to gods. (1)

Agni, the Bounteous Giver, bright with varied flames, laud you, singer Sobhari-

Him who controls this sacred food with Soma blent, who has first claim to sacrifice. (2)

You have we chosen skilftillest in sacrifice, immortal priest among the gods,

Wise finisher of this holy rite: (3)

The son of strength, the blessed, brightly shining One, Agni whose light is excellent.

May be by sacrifice win us in heaven the grace of Mitra, Varuna, and the Floods. (4)

The mortal who has ministered to Agni with oblation, fuel, ritual lore,

And reverence, skilled in sacrifice. (5)

Verily swift to run are his fleet-footed steeds, and most resplendent fame is his.

No trouble caused by gods or wrought by mortal man from any side overtaks him. (6)

May we by your own fires be well supplied with fire, son of strength, lord of might:

You as our Friend have worthy men. (7)

Agni, who praises like a guest of friendly mind, is as a car that brings us gear.

Also in you is found perfect security you are the sovran lord of wealth. (8)

That man, moreover, merits praise who brings, auspicious Agni, sacrificial gifts

May he win riches by his thoughts. (9)

He for whose sacrifice you standest up erect is prosperous and rules over men.

He wins with coursers and with singers killed in song: with heroes he obtains the prize. (10)

He in whose dwelling Agni is chief ornament, and, all-desired, loves his laud well,

And zealously tends his offerings- (11)

His, or the lauding sage's word, his, son of strength! who Is most prompt with sacred gifts,

Set you beneath the gods, Vasu, above mankind, the speech of the intelligent. (12)

He who with sacrificial gifts or homage brings very skilful Agni nigh,

Or him who flashes fast with song, (13)

The mortal who with blazing fuel, as his laws command, adores the Perfect God,

Blest with his thoughts in splendour shall exceed all men, as though he overpassed the floods. (14)

Give us the splendour, Agni, which may overcome each greedy fiend in our abode,

The wrath of evil-hearted folk. (15)

That, wherewith Mitra, Varuna, and Aryaman, the Asvins, Bhaga give us light,

That may we, by your power finding best furtherance, worship, Indra, helped by you. (16)

Agni, most devout are they, the sages who have set you Sage exceeding wise,

God, for men to look upon: (17)

Who have arranged your altar Blessed God, at morn brought your oblation, pressed the juice.

They by their deeds of strength have won diem, mighty wealth, who have set all their hope in you. (18)

-May Agni worshipped bring us bliss, may the gift, Blessed One, and sacrifice bring bliss;

Yea, may our praises bring us bliss. (19)

Show forth the mind that brings success in war with fiends, wherewith you conquerest in fight.

Bring down the many firm hopes of our enemies, and let us vanquish with your aid. (20)

I praise with song the Friend of man, whom gods sent down to be herald and messenger,

Best worshipper, bearer of our gifts. (21)

You to sharp-toothed Agni, Young and Radiant God, proclaimest with your song the feast-

Agni, who for our sweet strains moulds heroic strength when sacred oil is offered him, (22)

While, served with sacrificial oil, now upward and now downward Agni moves his sword,

As does the asura his robe. (23)

The god, the Friend of man, who bears our gifts to heaven, the god with his sweet-smelling mouth,

Distributes, skilled in sacrifice, his precious things, Invoking priest, immortal god. (24)

Son of strength, Agni, if you were the mortal, bright as Mitra, I worshipped with our gifts!

And I were the immortal god (25)

I would not give you up, Vasu, to calumny, or misery, bounteous One.

My worshipper should feel no hunger or distress, nor, Agni, should he live in sin. (26)

Like a son cherished in his father's house, let our oblation rise to the gods. (27)

With your immediate aid may I, excellent Agni, ever gain my wish

A mortal with a god to help. (28)

Agni, by your wisdom, by your bounties, by your leading may I gather wealth.

Excellent Agni, you are called my Providence: delight you to be liberal. (29)

Agni, he conquers by your aid that brings him store of noble heroes and great strength,

Whose bond of friendship is your choice. (30)

Thy spark is black and crackling, kindled in due time, Bounteous, it is taken up.

You are the dear Friend of the mighty Mornings: you shine in glimmerings of the night. (31)

We Sobharis have come to him, for succour, who is good to help with thousand powers,

The sovran, Trasadasyu's Friend. (32)

Agni, you on whom all other fires depend, as branches on the parent stem,

I make the treasures of the folk, like songs, mine own, while I exalt your sovran might. (33)

The mortal whom, Adityas, you, Guilelew, lead to the farther bank

Of all the princes, Bounteous ones (34)

Whoever he be, Man-ruling kings! the Regent of the race of men-

May we, Mitra, Varuna, and Aryaman, like him be furtherers of your law. (35)

A gift of fifty female slaves has Trasadasyu given me, Purukutsa's son,

Most liberal, kind, lord of the brave. (36)

And Syava too for me led forth a strong steed at Suvastu's ford:

A herd of three times seventy cows, good lord of gifts, he gave to me.

20 - Maruts

Let none, swift Travellers! check you: come here, like-spirited, stay not far away,

You benders even of what is firm. (1)

Maruts, Ribhuksans, Rudras come you with your cars strong-fellied and exceeding bright.

Come, you for whom we long, with food, to sacrifice, come you with love to Sobbari. (2)

For well we know the vigorous might of Rudra's Sons, the Martits, who are passing strong,

Swift Vishnu's band, who send the rain., (3)

Islands are bursting forth and misery is stayed: the heaven and earth are joined in one.

Decked with bright rings, you spread the broad expanses out, when you, self. luminous, stirred yourselves. (4)

Even things immovable shake and reel, the mountains and the forest trees at your approach,

And the earth trembles as you come. (5)

To lend free course, Maruts, to your furious rush, heaven high and higher still gives way,

Where they, the heroes mighty with their arms, display their gleaming omaments on their forms. (6)

After their godlike nature they, the bull. like heroes, dazzling and impetuous, wear

Great splendour as they show erect. (7)

The pivot of the Sobharis' chariot within the golden box is balmed with milk.

May they the Well-born, mighty, kindred of the Cow, aid us to food and to delight. (8)

Bring, you who sprinkle balmy drops. oblations to your vigorous Marut company,

To those whose leader is the Bull. (9)

Come here, you Mares, on your stronghorsed car, solid in look, with solid naves.

Lightly like winged falcons, you heroes, come, come to enjoy our ofrerings. (10)

Their decoration is the same: their omaments of gold are bright upon their arms;

Their lances glitter splendidly. (11)

They toil not to defend their bodies from attack, strong heroes with their mighty arms.

Strong are your bows and strong the weapons in your cars, and glory sits on every face. (12)

Whose name extends like a sea, alone, resplendent, so that all have joy in it,

And life-power like ancestral might. (13)

Pay honour to these Maruts and sing praise to them, for of the wheel-spokes of the car

Of these loud roarers none is last: this is their power, this moves them to give mighty gifts. (14)

Blest by your favouring help was he, Maruts, at the earlier flushings of the morn,

And even now shall he be blessed. (15)

The strong man to whose sacrifice, heroes, you approach that you may taste thereof,

With glories and with war that winns spoil shall gain great bliss, you Shakers of the world. (16)

Even as Rudra's Sons, the brood of the Creator Dyaus, the asura, desire,

Youthful ones, so shall it be: (17)

And these the bounteous, worthy of the Maruts who move onward pouring down the rain-

Even for their sake, Youthful ones, with kindest heart take us to you to be your own. (18)

Sobhari, with newest song sing out to the youthful purifying Bulls,

Even as a plougher to his steers. (19)

Who, like a celebrated boxer, overcome the challengers in every fight:

They who, like shining bulls, are most illustrious-honour those Maruts with your song. (20)

Allied by common ancestry, you Maruts, even the Cows, alike in energy,

Lick, all by turns, each other's head. (21)

Even mortal man, you Dancers breast adorned with gold, attains to brotherhood with you.

Mark you and notice us, Maruts; evermore your friendship is secured to us. (22)

Maruts, rich in noble gifts, bring us a portion of the Maruts' medicine,

You coursers who are Friends to us. (23)

Haters of those who serve you not, bliss-bringers, bring us bliss with those auspicious aids

Wherewith you are victorious and guard Sindhu well, and succour Krivi in his need. (24)

Maruts, who rest on fair trimmed grass, what balm soever Sindhu or Asikni has,

Or mountains or the seas contain. (25)

You carry on your bodies, you who see it all: so bless us graciously therewith.

Cast, Maruts, to the ground our sick man's malady: replace the dislocated limb.

21 - Indra

We call on you, Matchless One! We seeking help, possessing nothing firm ourselves,

Call on you wonderful in fight (1)

On you for aid in sacrifice. This youth of ours, the bold, the mighty, has gonse forth.

We therefore, we your friends, Indra, havie chosen you, free-giver, as our Guardian God. (2)

Come here, for the drops are here, lord of corn-lands. lord of horses, lord of cows:

Drink you the soma, soma's lord! (3)

For we the kinless singers have drawn here you, Indra, who have numerous kin.

With all the forms you have, comic you of bull-like strength, come near to drink the soma juice. (4)

Sitting like birds beside your meath., mingled with milk, that gladdeneth and exalts you,

Indra, to you we sing aloud. (5)

We speak to you with this our reverential prayer. Why are you pondering yet awhile?

Here are our wishes; you are liberal, lord of bays: we and our hymns are present here. (6)

For not in recent times alone, Indra, Thunder-armed, have we obtained your aid.

Of old we knew your plenteous wealth. (7)

Hero, we knew your friendship and your rich rewards: these, Thunderer, now we crave of you.

Vasu, for all wealth that comes of the cows, sharpen our powers, fair-visored God. (8)

Him who of old has brought to us this and that blessing, him I magnify for you,

Even Indra, my friends, for help (9)

Borne by bay steeds, the lord of heroes, ruling men, for it is he who takes; delight.

May Maghavan bestow on us his worshippers hundreds of cattle and of steeds. (10)

Hero, may we, with you for Friend, withstand the man who pants against us in his wrath,

In fight with people rich in cows. (11)

May we be victors in the singer's battlesong, and meet the wicked, Much invoked!

With heroes smite the foeman and show forth our strength. Indra, further you our thoughts. (12)

Indra, from all ancient time rivalless ever and companionless are you:

You seek comradeship in war. (13)

You findest not the wealthy man to be your friend: those scorn you who are flown with wine.

What time you thunderest and gatherest, then you, even as a Father, are invoked. (14)

Indra, let us not, like fools who waste their lives at home, with friendship such as your

Sit idly by the poured-out juice. (15)

Giver of cows, may we not miss your gracious gifts: let us not rob you of yours own.

Strip even the strong places of the foe, and bring: your gifts can never be made vain. (16)

Indra or blessed Sarasvati alone bestows such wealth, treasure so great, or you,

Citra, on the worshipper. (17)

Citra is king, and only kinglings are the rest who dwell beside Sarasvati.

He, like Parjanya with his rain, has spread himself with thousand, yea, with myriad gifts.

22 - Asvins

HEREWARD have I called today, for succour, that most wondrous car

Which you ascended, Asvins, you whose paths are red, swift to give Car, for Surya's sake. (1)

Car ever young, much longed-for, easily invoked, soon guided, first in deeds of might,

Which waits and serves, Sobhari, with benevolence, without a rival or a foe. (2)

These Asvins with our homage, these Two Omnipresent Deities

Hereward will we bring for kind help, these who seek the dwelling of the worshipper. (3)

One of your chariot wheels is moving swiftly round, one speeds for you its onward course.

Like a milk-cow, lords of splendour, and with haste let your benevolence come to us. (4)

That chariot of yours which has a triple seat and reins of gold,

The famous car that traverss the heaven and earth, thereon Nasatyas, Asvins, come. (5)

You with your plough, when favouring Manu with your help, ploughed the first harvest in the sky.

As such will we exalt you, lords of splendour, now, Asvins, with our prayer and praise. (6)

Come to us, lords of ample wealth, by paths of everlasting Law,

Whereby to high dominion you with mighty strength raised Trksi, Trasadasyu's son. (7)

This Soma pressed with stones is yours, you heroes, lords of plenteous wealth.

Approach to drink the soma, come, drink in the worshipper's abode. (8)

Asvins, mount the chariot, mount the golden seat, you who are lords of plenteous wealth,

And bring to us abundant food. (9)

The aids wherewith you helped Paktha and Adhrigt;, and Babhru severed from his friends,-

With those, Asvins, come here with speed and soon, and heal whatever is diseased. (10)

When we continually invoke the Asvins, the resistless, at this time of day,

We lovers of the song, with songs. (11)

Through these, you mighty ones, come here to my call which brings all blessings, wears all forms,

Tlirough which, All-present heroes, lavishest of food you strengthened Krivi, come through these. (12)

I speak to both of these as such, these Asvins whom I reverence at this time of day:

With homage we entreat them both. (13)

You who are lords of splendour, you whose paths are red, at eve, at mom, at sacrifice,

Give us not utterly as prey to mortal foe, you Rudras, lords of ample wealth. (14)

For bliss I call. the blissful car, at morn the inseparable Asvins with their car

I call, like Sobhari our sire. (15)

Rapid as thought, and strong, and speeding to thejoy, bringing.your swiftly-coming help,

Be to us a protection even from far away lords of great wealth, with many aids.' (16)

Come, Wonder-Workers, to our home, our home, Asvins, rich in cattle, steeds, and gold,

Chief drinkers of the soma's juice (17)

Choice-worthy strength, heroic, firm and excellent, uninjured by the Raksas foe,

At this your coming nigh, you lords of ample wealth and all good things, may we obtain.

23 - Agni

WORSHIP you Jatavedas, pray to him who willingly accepts,

Whose smoke wanders at will, and none may grasp his flame. (1)

You, all men's friend, Visvamanas, exaltest Agni with your song,

The Giver, and his flames with which no cars contend. (2)

Whose resolute assault, to win vigour and food, deserves our praise,

Through whose discovering power the priest obtains wealth. (3)

Up springs the imperishable flame, the flame of the Refulgent One

Most bright, with glowing jaws and glory in his train. (4)

Skilled in fair sacrifice, extolled, arise in godlike loveliness,

Shining with lofty splendour, with effulgent light. (5)

Called straight to our oblations, come, Agni, through our eulogies,

As you have been our envoy bearing up our gifts. (6)

I call your Agni, from of old Invoking priest of living men:

Him with this song I laud and magnify for you. (7)

Whom, wondrous wise, they animate with solemn rites and his fair form,

Kind as a friend to men who keep the holy Law. (8)

Him, true to Law, who perfects the sacrifice,. Law-loving ones!

You with your song have gratified in the place of prayer. (9)

May all our sacrifices go to him the truest Angiras,

Who is among mankind the most illustrious priest. (10)

Imperishable Agni, your are all these high enkindled lights,

Like horses and like stallions showing forth their strength. (11)

So give us, lord of Power and might, riches combined with hero strength,

And guard us with our sons and grand. sons in our frays. (12)

Soon as the eager lord of men is friendly to Manti's race,

Agni averts from us all the demon host. (13)

Hero Agni, lord of men, on hearing this new laud of mine,

Burn down the Raksasas, enchanters, with your flame. (14)

No mortal foe can ever prevail by arts of magic over him

Who servs Agni well with sacrificial gifts. (15)

Vyasva the sage, who sought the Bull, has won you, finder of good things:

As such may we enkindle you for ample wealth. (16)

Usana Kavya stablished you, Agni, as Invoking priest:

You, Jatavedas, sacrificing priest for man. (17)

All Deities of one accord appointed you their messenger:

You, God, through hearing, had first claim to sacrifice. (18)

Him may the mortal hero make his own immortal messenger.

Far-spreading, Purifier, him whose path is black. (19)

With lifted ladles let us call him splendid with his brilliant flame,

Men's ancient Agni, wasting not, adorable. (20)

The man who pays the worship due to him with sacrificial gifts

Obtains both plenteous nourishment and hero fame. (21)

To Jatavedas Agni, chief in sacrifices, first of all

With homage goes the ladle rich with sacred gifts. (22)

Even as Vyatya did, may we with these most high and liberal hymns

Pay worship to Agni of the splendid flame. (23)

Now sing, as Sthurayupa sang, with lands to him who spreads far,

To Agni of the home, rishi, Vyasva's son. (24)

As welcome guest of human kind, as offspring of the forest kings,

The sages worship ancient Agni for his aid. (25)

For men's oblations brought to him who is the mighty lord of all,

Sit, Agni, mid our homage, on the sacred grass. (26)

Grant us abundant. treasures, grant the opulence which many crave,

With store of heroes, progeny, and high renown. (27)

Agni, Most Youthful of the gods, send evermore the gift of wealth

To Varosusaman and to all his folk. (28)

A mighty Conqueror are you, Agni, so disclose to us

Food in our herds of cows and gain of ample wealth. (29)

You, Agni, are a glorious God: bring here Mitra, Varuna,

Imperial Sovrans, holy-minded, true to Law.

24 - Indra

COMPANIONS, let us learn a prayer to Indra. whom the thunder arms,

To glorify your bold and most heroic Friend. (1)

For you by slaying Vritra are the Vritra-slayer, famed for might.

You, hero, in rich gifts surpassest wealthy chiefs. (2)

As such, when glorified, bring us riches of very wondrous fame,

Set in the highest rank, wealth-giver, lord of bays! (3)

Yea, Indra, you disclosest that preeminent dear wealth of men:

Boldly, Bold One, glorified, bring it to us. (4)

The workers of destruction stay neither your right hand nor your left:

Nor hosts that press about you, lord of bays, in fight. (5)

Thunder-armed, I come with songs to you as to a stall with cows:

Fulfil the wish and thought of him who sings your praise. (6)

Chief Vritra-slayer, through the hymn of Visvamanas think of all,

All that concerns us, Excellent, mighty Guide. (7)

May we, Vritra-slayer, hero, find this your newest boon, Longed-for, and excellent, you who are much invoked! (8)

Indra, Dancer, Much-invoked! as your great power is unsurpassed,

So be your bounty to the worshipper unchecked. (9)

Most mighty, most heroic One, for mighty bounty fill you full.

Though strong, strengthen yourself to win wealth, Maghavan! (10)

Thunderer, never have our prayers gone forth to any God but you:

So help us, Maghavan, with your assistance now. (11)

For, Dancer, verily I find none else for bounty, saving you,

For splendid wealth and power, you Lover of the song. (12)

For Indra pour you out the drops meath blent with Soma let him drink

With bounty and with majesty will he further us. (13)

I spake to the bay coursers' lord, to him who gives ability:

Now hear the son of Asva as he praises you. (14)

Never was any hero born before you mightier than you:

None certairdy like you in goodness and in wealth. (15)

ministering priest, pour out of the sweet juice what gladdens most:

So is the hero praised who ever prospers us. (16)

Indra, whom tawny coursers bear, praise such as your, preeminent,

None by his power or by his goodness has attained. (17)

We, seeking glory, have invoked this master of all power and might

Who must be glorified by constant sacri fice. (18)

Come, sing we praise to Indra, friends, the hero who deserves the laud,

Him who with none to aid overcomes all tribes of men. (19)

To him who wins the cows, who keeps no cattle back, Celestial God,

Speak wondrous speech more sweet than butter and than meath. (20)

Whose hero powers are measureless, whose bounty never may be surpassed,

Whose liberality, like light, is over all. (21)

As Vyasva did, praise Indra, praise the strong unfluctuating Guide,

Who gives the foe's possessions to the worshipper. (22)

Now, son of Vyasva, praise you him who to the tenth time still is new,

The very Wise, whom living men must glorify (23)

You know, Indra, Thunder-armed, how to avoid destructive powers,

As one secure from pitfalls each returning day. (24)

Indra, bring that aid wherewith of old, Most Wondrous! you did slay

His foes for active Kutsa: send it down to us. (25)

So now we seek you fresh in might, Most Wonderful in act! for gain:

For you are he who conquers all our foes for us. (26)

Who will set free from ruinous woe, or Arya on the seven Streams:

valiant hero, bend the Dasa's weapon down. (27)

As to Varosusaman you brought great riches, for their gain,

To Vyasva's sons, Blest Lady, rich in ample wealth! (28)

Let Narya's sacrificial meed reach Vyasva's Soma-bearing sons:

In hundreds and in thousands be the great reward. (29)

If one should ask you, Where is he who sacrificed? Where lookest you?

Like Vala he has passed away and dwells now on Gomati.

25 - Mitra-Varuna

I WORSHIP you who guard this All, gods, holiest among the gods,

You, faithful to the Law, whose power is sanctified. (1)

So, too, like charioteers are they, Mitra and sapient Varuna,

Sons high-born from of old, whose holy laws stand fast. (2)

These Twain, possessors of all wealth, most glorious, for supremest sway

Aditi, mighty Mother, true to Law, brought forth. (3)

Great Varuna and Mitra, gods, asuras and imperial lords,

True to Eternal Law proclaim the high decree. (4)

The offspring of a lofty Power, Daksa's Two Sons exceeding strong,

Who, lords of flowing rain, dwell in the place of food. (5)

You who have gathered up your gifts, celestial and terrestrial food,

Let your rain come to us fraught with the mist of heaven. (6)

The Twain, who from the lofty sky seem to look down on herds below,

holy, imperial lords, are set to be revered. (7)

They, true to Law, exceeding strong, have sat them down for savran rule:

Princes whose laws stand fast, they have obtained their sway. (8)

Pathfinders even better than the eye, with unobstructed sight,

Even when they close their lids, observant, they perceive. (9)

So may the goddess Aditi, may the Nasatyas guard us well,

The Martits guard us well,.endowed with mighty strength. (10)

Do you, Bounteous gods, protect our dwelling lace by day and night:

With you for our defenders may we go unharmed. (11)

May we, unharmed, serve bountiful Vishnu, the god who slays none:

Self-moving Sindhu hear and be the first to mark. (12)

This sure protection we elect, desirable and reaching far,

Which Mitra, Varuna, and Aryaman afford. (13)

And may the Sindhu of the floods, the Maruts, and the Asvin Pair,

Boon Indra, and boon Vishnu have one mind with us. (14)

Because these warring heroes stay the enmity of every foe,

As the fierce water-flood repels the furious ones. (15)

Here this one god, the lord of men, looks forth exceeding far and wide:

And we, for your advantage, keep his holy laws. (16)

We keep the old accustomed laws, the statutes of supremacy,

The Iong-known laws of Mitra and of Varuna. (17)

He who has measured with his ray the boundaries of heaven and earth,

And with his majesty has filled the two worlds full, (18)

Surya has spread his light aloft up to the region of the sky,

Like Agni all aflame when gifts are offered him. (19)

With him who sits afar the word is lord of food that comes from cows,

Controller of the gift of unempoisoned food. (20)

So to Surya, Heaven, and Earth at morning and at eve I speak.

Bringing enjoyments ever rise you up for us. (21)

From Uksanyayana a bay, from Harayana a white steed,

And from Susaman we obtained a harnessed car. (22)

These two shall bring me further gain of troops of tawny-coloured steeds,

The carriers shall they be of active men of war. (23)

And the two sages have I gained who hold the reins and bear the whip,

And the two great strong coursers, with my newest song.

26 - Asvins

I CALL your chariot to receive united praise mid princely men,

Strong gods who pour down wealth, of never vanquished might! (1)

You to Varosusaman come, Nasatyas, for this glorious rite.

With your protecting aid. Strong gods, who pour down wealth. (2)

So with oblations we invoke you, rich in ample wealth, today,

When night has passed, you who send us plenteous food.

Asvins, heroes, let your car, famed, best to travel, come to us,

And, for his glory, mark your zealous servant's lauds. (4)

Asvins, who send us precious gifts, even when offended, think of him:

For you, Rudras, lead us safe beyond our foes. (5)

For, Wonder-Workers, with fleet steeds you fly completely round this All,

Stirring our thoughts, you lords of splendour, honey-hued. (6)

With all-sustaining opulence, Asvins, come hereward to us,

You rich and noble heroes, never to be overthrown. (7)

To welcome this mine offering, you Indra-like Nasatyas, come

As gods of best accord this day with other gods. (8)

For we, like Vyasva, lifting up our voice like oxen, call on you:

With all your loving kindness, sages, come to us. (9)

Rishi, laud the Asvins well. Will they not listen to your call?

Will they not bum the Panis who are nearer them? (10)

Heroes, listen to the son of Vyasva, and regard me here,

Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman, of one accord. (11)

Gods whom we yearn for, of your gifts, of what you bring to us, bestow

By princes' hands on me, you mighty, day by day. (12)

Him whom your sacrifices clothe, even as a woman with her robe,

The Asvins help to glory honouring him well. (13)

Whoso regards your care of men as succour widest in its reach,

About his dwelling go, you Asvins, loving us. (14)

Come to us you who pour down wealth, come to the home which men must guard:

Like shafts, you are made meet for sacrifice by song. (15)

Most fetching of all calls, the laud, as envoy, heroes, called to you

Be it your own, Asvin Pair. (16)

Be in yonder sea of heaven, or joying in the home of food,

Listen to me, immortal ones. (17)

This river with his lucid flow attracts you, more than all the streams,

Even Sindhu with his path of gold. (18)

Asvins, with that glorious fame come here, through our brilliant song,

Come you whose ways are marked with light. (19)

Harness the steeds who draw the car, Vasu, bring the well-fed pair.

Vayu, drink you of our meath: come to our drink-offerings. (20)

Wonderful Vayu, lord of Right, you who are Tvastar's son-in-law,

Thy saving succour we elect. (21)

To Tvastar's son-in-law we pray for wealth whereof he has control:

For glory we seek vayu, men with juice effused. (22)

From heaven, auspicious Vayu, come drive here with your noble steeds:

Come on your mighty car with wide-extending seat. (23)

We call you to the homes of men, you wealthiest in noble food,

And liberal as a press-stone with a horse's back. (24)

So, glad and joyful in your heart, do you, God, Vayu, first of all

Vouchsafe us water, strength, and thought.

27 - Visvedevas

CHIEF priest is Agni at the laud, as stones and grass at sacrifice:

With song I seek the Maruts, Brahmanaspati, gods for help much to be desired. (1)

I sing to cattle and to Earth, to trees, to Dawns, to Night, to plants.

all you Vasus, you possessors of all wealth, be you the furtherers of our thoughts. (2)

Forth go, with Agni, to the gods our sacrifice of ancient use,

To the Adityas, Varuna whose Law stands fast, and the all-lightening Marut troop. (3)

lords of all wealth, may they be strengtheners of man, destroyers of his enemies.

lords of all wealth, do you, with guards which none may harm, preserve our dwelling free from foes. (4)

Come to us with one mind today, come to us all with one accord,

Maruts with holy song, and, Goddess Aditi, mighty One, to our house and home. (5)

Send us delightful things, you Maruts, on your steeds: come you, Mitra, to our gifts.

Let Indra, Varuna, and the Adityas sit, swift heroes, on our sacred grass. (6)

We who have trimmed the grass for you, and set the banquet in array,

And pressed the soma, call you, Varuina, like men, with sacrificial fires aflame. (7)

Maruts, Visinu, Asvins, Pusan, haste away with minds turned hereward to Me.

Let the strong Indra, famed as Vritra's slayer, come first with the winners of the spoil. (8)

You Guileless gods, bestow on us a refuge strong on every side,

A sure protection, Vasus, unassailable from near at hand or from afar. (9)

Kinship have I with you, and close alliance you gods, destroyers of our foes.

Call us to our prosperity of former days, and soon to new klicity. (10)

For now have I sent forth to you, that I may win a fair reward,

lords of all wealth, with homage, this my song of praise. like a milk-cow that fails not. (11)

Excellent Savitar has mounted up on high for you, you sure and careful Guides.

Bipeds and quadrupeds, with several hopes and aims, and birds have settled to their tasks. (12)

Singing their praise with God-like thought let us invoke each God for grace,

Each God to bring you help, each God to strengthen you. (13)

For of one spirit are the gods with mortal man, co-sharers all of gracious gifts.

May they increase our strength hereafter and today, providing case and ample room. (14)

I laud you, you Guileless gods, here where we meet to render praise.

None, Varuna and Mitra, harins the mortal, man who honours and obeys your laws. (15)

He makes his house endure, he gathers plenteous food who pays obedience to your will.

Born in his sons anew he spreads as Law commands, and prospers every way unharmed. (16)

E'en without war he gathers wealth, and goes hisway on pleasant paths,

Whom Mitra, Varuna and Aryaman protect, sharing the gift,of one accord. (17)

E'en on the plain for him you make a sloping path, an easy way where road is none:

And far away from him the ineffectual shaft must vanish, shot at him in vain. (18)

If you appoint the rite today, kind Rulers, when the sun ascends,

lords of all wealth, at sunset or at wakingtime, or be it at the noon of day, (19)

Or, asuras, when you have sheltered the worshipper who goes to sacrifice, at eve

may we, Vasus, you possessors of all wealth, come then into the midst of You. (20)

If you today at sunrise, or at noon, or in the gloom of eve,

lords of all riches, give fair treasure to the man, the wise man who has sacrificed, (21)

Then we, imperial Rulers, claim of you this boon, your wide protection, as a son.

May we, Adityas, offering holy gifts, obtain that which shall bring us greater bliss.

28 - Visvedevas

The Thirty gods and Three besides, whose seat has been the sacred grass,

From time of old have found and gained. (1)

Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman, Agnis, with Consorts, sending boons,

To whom our Vasat! is addressed: (2)

These are our guardians in the west, and northward here, and in the south,

And on the cast, with all the tribe. (3)

Even as the gods desire so verily shall it be. None minishs this power of theirs,

No demon, and no mortal (4)

The seven carry seven spears; seven are the splendours they possess,

And seven the glories they assume.

29 - Visvedevas

ONE is a youth brown, active, manifold he decks the golden one with ornament. (1)

Another, luminous, occupies the place of sacritice, sage, among the gods. (2)

One brandishes in his hand an iron knife, firm, in his seat amid the Deities. (3)

Another holds the thunderbolt, wherewith he slays the Vritras, resting in his hand. (4)

Another bears a pointed weapon: bright is he, and strong, with healing medicines. (5)

Another, thief-like, watches well the ways, and knows the places where the treasures lie. (6)

Another with his mighty stride has made his three steps there where the gods rejoice. (7)

Two with one Dame ride on with winged steeds, and journey forth like travellers on their way. (8)

Two, highest, in the heavens have set their seat, worshipped with holy oil, imperial kings. (9)

Some, singing lauds, conceived the Sama-hymn, great hymn whereby they caused the sun to shine.

30 - Visvedevas

NOT one of you, you gods, is small, none of you is a feeble child:

All of you, verily, are great. (1)

Thus be you lauded, you destroyers of the foe, you Three-and-Thirty Deities,

The gods of man, the holy ones. (2)

As such defend and succour us, with benedictions speak to us:

Lead us not from our fathers' and from Manu's path into the distance far away. (3)

You Deities who stay with us, and all you gods of all mankind,

Give us your wide protection, give shelter for cattle and for steed.

31 - Various Deities

That Brahman pleases Indra well, who worships, sacrifices, pours Libation, and prepares the meal. (1)

Sakra protects from woe the man who gives him sacrificial cake.

And offers Soma blent with milk. (2)

His chariot shall be glorious, sped by gods, and mighty shall he be,

Subduing all hostilities. (3)

Each day that passes, in his house flows his libation, rich in milk,

Exhaustless, bringing progeny. (4)

gods, with constant draught of milk, husband and wife with one accord

Press out and wash the soma juice. (5)

They gain sufficient food: they come united to the sacred grass,

And never do they fail in strength. (6)

Never do they deny or seek to hide the favour of the gods:

They win high glory for themselves. (7)

With sons and daughters by their side they reach their full extent of life,

Both decked with ornaments of gold. (8)

Serving the immortal One with gifts of sacrificial meal and wealth,

They satisfy the claims of love and pay due honour to the gods. (9)

We claim protection from the Hills, we claim protection of the Floods,

Of him who stands by Vishnu's side. (10)

May Pusan come, and Bhaga, lord of wealth, All-bounteous, for our weal

Broad be the path that leads to bliss: (11)

Aramati, and, free from foes, Visva with spirit of a god,

And the Adityas' peerless might. (12)

Seeing that Mitra, Aryaman, and Varuna are guarding us,

The paths of Law are fair to tread. (13)

I glorify with song, for wealth, Agni the god, the first of you.

We honour as a well-loved Friend the god who prospers our fields. (14)

As in all frays the hero, so swift moves his car whom gods attend.

The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not. (15)

Never are you injured, worshipper, presser of juice, or pious man.

The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not. (16)

None in his action equals him, none holds him far or keeps him off.

The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not. (17)

Such strength of heroes shall be his, such mastery of fleet-foot steeds.

The man who, sacrificing, strives to win the heart of Deities will conquer those who worship not.

32 - Indra

KANVAS, tell forth with song the deeds of Indra, the Impetuous,

Wrought in the soma's wild delight. (1)

Strong God, he slew Anarsani, Srbinda, Pipru, and the fiend,

Ahisuva, and loosed the floods.

3. You brought down the dwelling-place, the height of lofty Arbuda.

That exploit, Indra, must be famed. (3)

Bold, to your famous Soma I call the fair-visored God for aid,

Down like a torrent from the hill. (4)

Rejoicing in the soma-draughts, hero, burst open, like a fort,

The stall of horses and of cows. (5)

If my libation gladdens, if you takest pleasure in my laud,

Come with your Godhead from afar. (6)

Indra, Lover of the song, the singers of your praise are we:

Soma-drinker, quicken us. (7)

And, taking your delight with us bring us still undiminished food:

Great is your wealth, Maghavan. (8)

Make us rich in herds of cows, in steeds, in gold: let us exert

Our strength in sacrificial gifts. (9)

Let us call him to aid whose hands stretch far, to whom high laud is due.

Who works well to succour us. (10)

He, Satakratu, even in fight acts as a Vritra-slayer s,till:

He gives his worshippers much wealth. (11)

May he, this A;akra, strengthen us, Boon God who satisfies our needs,

Indra, with all lhis saving helps. (12)

To him, the mighty stream of wealth, the soma-presser's rescuing Friend,

To Indra sing your song of praise; (13)

Who brings what is great and firm, who winns glory in his wars,

lord of vast wealth through power and might. (14)

There livs none to cheek or stay his energies and gracious deeds:

None who can say, He givs not. (15)

No debt is due by Brahmans now, by active men who press the juice:

Well has each Soma-draught been paid. (16)

Sing you to him who must be praised, say lauds to him who must be praised,

Bring prayer to him who must be praised. (17)

May be, unchecked, strong, meet for praise, bring hundreds, thousands forth to light,

Indra who aids the worshipper. (18)

Go with your God-like nature forth, go where the folk are calling you:

Drink, Indra, of the drops we pour. (19)

Drink milky draughts which are your own, this too which was with Tugrya once,

This is it, Indra, that is your. (20)

Pass him who psours libations out in angry mood or after sin:

Here drink the juice we offer you. (21)

Over the three great distances, past the Five Peoples go your way,

Indra, noticing our voice. (22)

Send forth your ray like Surya: let my songs attract you hereward,

Like waters gathering to the vale. (23)

Now to the hero fair of cheek, Adhvaryu, pour the soma forth:

Bring of the juice that he may drink (24)

Who cleft the water-cloud in twain, loosed rivers for their downward flow,

And set the ripe milk in the cows. (25)

He, meet for praise, slew Vritra, slew Ahisuva, Urnavabha's son,

And pierced th:rough Arbuda with frost. (26)

To him your matchless mighty One, unconquerable Conqueror,

Sing forth the prayer which gods have given: (27)

Indra, who in the wild delight of soma juice considers here

All holy Laws among the gods. (28)

Here let these your bays who share your banquet, steeds with golden manes,

Convey you to the feast prepared. (29)

Here, you whom many laud, the bays whom Priyamedha praised,

Shall bring you to the soma-draught.

33 - Indra

We compass you like waters, we whose grass is trimmed and Soma pressed.

Here where the filter pours its stream, your worshippers round you, Vritra-slayer, sit. (1)

Men, Vasu! by the soma, with lauds call you to the foremost place:

When come you athirst to the juice as home, Indra, like a bellowing bull? (2)

Boldly, Bold hero, bring us spoil in thousands for the Kanvas' sake.

active Maghavan, with eager prayer we crave the yellow-hued with store ol cows. (3)

Medhyatithi, to Indra sing, drink of the juice to make you glad.

Close-knit to his bay steeds, bolt-armed, beside the juice is he: his chariot is of gold. (4)

He Who is praised as strong of hand both right and left, most wise and hold:

Indra who, rich in hundreds, gathers thousands up, honoured as breaker-down of forts. (5)

The bold of heart whom none provokes, who stands in bearded confidence;

Much-lauded, very glorious, overthrowing foes, strong Helper, like a bull with might. (6)

Who knows what vital ower he wins, drinking beside the flowing juice?

This is the fair-checked God who, joying in the draught, breaks down the castles in his strength. (7)

As a wild elephant rushes on this way and that way, mad with heat,'

None may compel you, yet come here to the draught: you movest mighty in your power. (8)

When he, the mighty, never overthrown, steadfast, made ready for the fight,

When Indra Maghavan lists to his praiser's call, he will not stand aloof, but come. (9)

Yea, verily, you are a Bull, with a bull's rush. whom none may stay:

You mighty One, are celebrated as a Bull, famed as a Bull both near and far. (10)

Thy reins are very bulls in strength, bulls' strength is in your golden whip.

Thy car, Maghavan, your bays are strong as bulls: you, Satakratu, are a Bull. (11)

Let the strong presser press for you. Bring here, you straight-rushing Bull.

The mighty makes the mighty run in flowing streams for you whom your bay Horses bear. (12)

Come, you most potent Indra, come to drink the savoury soma juice.

Maghavan, very wise, will quickly come to hear the songs, the prayer, the hymns of praise. (13)

When you have mounted on your car let your yoked bay steeds carry you,

Past other men's libations, lord of Hundred Powers, you, Vritra-slayer, you our Friend. (14)

you Most Lofty One, accept our laud as nearest to your heart.

May our libations be most sweet to make you glad, soma-drinker, Heavenly lord. (15)

Neither in your decree nor mine, but in another's he delights,

The man who brought us to this. (16)

Indra himself has said, The mind of woman brooks not discipline,

Her intellect has little weight. (17)

His pair of horses, rushing on in their wild transport, draw his car:

High-lifted is the stallion's yoke. (18)

Cast down your eyes and look not up. More closely set your feet. Let none

See what your garment veils, for you, a Brahman, have become a dame.

34 - Indra

Come here, Indra, with your bays, come you to Kanva's eulogy.

You by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven. (1)

May the stone draw you as it speaks, the soma-stone with ringing voice.

You by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven. (2)

The stones' rim shakes the soma here like a wolf worrying a sheep.

You by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven. (3)

The Kanvas call you hereward for succour and to win the spoil.

You by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven. (4)

I set for you, as for the strong, the first draught of the juices shed. (5)

Come with abundant blessings, come with perfect care to succour us. (6)

Come, lord of lofty thought, who have infinite wealth and countless aids. (7)

Adorable mid gods, the priest good to mankind shall bring you near. (8)

As wings the falcon, so your bays rushing in joy shall carry you. (9)

Come from the enemy to us, to svaha and the soma-draught. (10)

Come here with your car inclined to hear, take pleasure in our lauds. (11)

lord of well-nourished Horses, come with well-fed steeds alike in hue. (12)

Come here from the mountains, come from regions of the sea of air. (13)

Disclose to us hero, wealth in thousands both of cows and steeds. (14)

Bring riches hereward to us in hundreds, thousands, myriads.

You by command of yonder Dyaus, God bright by day! have gone to heaven. (15)

The thousand steeds, the mightiest troop, which we and Indra have received

From Vasurocis as a gift, (16)

The brown that match the wind in speed, and bright bay coursers fleet of foot,

Like Suns, resplendent are they all. (17)

Mid the Pargvata's rich gifts, swift steeds whose wheels run rapidly,

I seemed to stand amid a wood.

35 - Asvins

With Agni and with Indra, Vishnu. Varuna, with the Adityas, Rudras, Vasus, closely leagued;

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, drink the soma juice. (1)

With all the holy Thoughts, all being mighty ones! in close alliance wil the Mountains, Heaven, and Earth;

Accordant. of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, drink the soma juice. (2)

With all the Deities, three times eleven, here, in close alliance with the Maruts, Bhrigus, Floods;

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, drink the soma juice. (3)

Accept the sacrifice, attend to this my call: come nigh, you Twain gods, to all libations here.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, bring us strengthening food. (4)

Accept our praise-song as a youth accepts a maid. Come nigh, you Twain gods, to all libations here.

Accordant, of one mind with Sarya and with Dawn Asvins, bring us strengthening food. (5)

Accept the songs we sing, accept the solemn rite. Conie nigh, you Twain gods, to all libations here.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, bring us strengthening food. (6)

You fly as starlings fly to the forest trees; like buffaloes you seek the soma we have shed.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, come thrice, Asvins, to our home. (7)

You fly like swans, like those who travel on their way; like buffaloes you seek the soma we have shed.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, come thrice, Asvins, to our home. (8)

You fly to our oblation like a pair of hawks; like buffaloes you seek the soma we have shed.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, come thrice, Asvins, to our home. (9)

Come hereward and drink and satisfy yourselves, bestow upon us progeny and affluence.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, grant us vigorous strength. (10)

Conquer your foes, protect us, praise your worshippers; bestow upon us progeny and affluence.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, grant us vigolms strength. (11)

Slay enemies, animate men whom you befriend; bestow upon us progeny and aff luence.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, Asvins, grant us vigorous strength. (12)

With Mitra, Varuna, Dharma, and the Maruts in your company approach to your praiser's call.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, and with the Adityas, Asvins! come. (13)

With Vishnu and the Angirases attending you, and with the Maruts come to your praiser's call.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, and with the Adityas, Asvins! come. (14)

With Ribhus and With Vajas. you mighty ones, leagued with the Maruts come you to your praiser's call.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, and with the Adityas, Asvins! come. (15)

Give spirit to our prayer and animate our thoughts; slay you the Raksasas and drive away disease.

Accordant, of One mind with Surya and with Dawn, -the presser's Soma, Asvins drink. (16)

Strengthen the Ruling Power, strengthen the men of war; slay you the Raksasas and drive away disease.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, the presser's Soma, Asvins drink. (17)

Give strength to the milk-cows, give the people strength, slay you the Raksasas and drive away disease.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, the presser's Soma, Asvins drink. (18)

As you heard Atri's earliest eulogy, so hear Syavasva, soma-presser, you who reel in joy.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, drink juice, Asvins, three days old. (19)

Further like running streams Syavasva's eulogies who presses out the soma, you who reel in joy.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, drink juice, Asvins, three days old. (20)

Seize, as you grasp the reins, Syavasva's solemn rites who presses out the soma, you who reel in joy.

Accordant, of one mind with Surya and with Dawn, drink juice, Asvins, three days old. (21)

Drive down your chariot hereward drink you the soma's savoury juice.

Approach, you Asvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper. (22)

When sacrifice which tells our reverence has begun. Heroes! to drink the gushing juice,

Approach, you Asvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper. (23)

Sate you with consecrated drink, with juice effused, you Deities.

Approach, you Asvins, come to us: I call you, eager for your aid. Grant treasures to the worshipper.

36 - Indra

You help him whose grass is trimmed, who sheds the juice, Satakratu, drink Soma to make you glad.

The share which they have fixed for you, you, Indra, Victor over all hosts and space, begirt with Maruts, lord of heroes, winner of the floods. (1)

Maghavan, help your worshipper: let him help you. Satakratu, drink Soma to make you glad.

The share which they have fixed for you, etc. (2)

You aidest gods with food, and that with might aidg you,

Satakratu, drink Soma to make you glad. (3)

Creator of the heaven, creator of the earth, Satakratu, drink Soma to make you glad. (4)

Father of cattle, father of all steeds are you. Satakratu, drink Soma to make you glad. (5)

Stone-hurler, glorify the Atris' hymn of praise. Satakratu, drink Soma to make you glad. (6)

Hear you Syavagva while he pours to you, as erst you heardest Atri when he wrought his holy rites.

Indra, you only gave Trasadasyu aid in the fierce fight with heroes, strengthening his prayers.

37 - Indra

This prayer, and those who shed the juice, in wars with Vritra you holpest, Indra, lord of strength, with all your succours.

Vritra-slayer, from libation poured at noon, drink of the soma juice, you blameless Thunderer. (1)

You mighty Conqueror of hostile armaments, Indra, lord of strength, with all your saving help. (2)

Sole Ruler, you are Sovran of this world of life, Indra, lord of strength, with all your saving help. (3)

You only sunderest these two consistent worlds, Indra, lord of strength, with all your saving help. (4)

You are the lord supreme over rest and energy, Indra, lord of strength, with all your saving help. (5)

You help one to power, and one you have not helped, Indra, lord of strength, with all your saving aid. (6)

Hear you Syavasva while he sings to you, as erst you heardest Atri when he wrought his holy rites.

Indra, you only gave Trasadasyu aid in the fierce fight with heroes, strengthening his powers.

38 - Indra-Angi

I. You Twain are priests of sacrifice, wmners in war and holy works:

Indra and Agni, mark this well. (1)

You bounteous riders on the car, you Vritra-slayers unsubdued:

Indra and Agni, mark this well. (2)

The men with pressing-stones have pressed this meath of yours which gives delight:

Indra, and Agni, mark this well. (3)

Accept our sacrifice for weal, sharers of praise! the soma shed:

Indra and Agni, heroes, come. (4)

Be pleased with these libations which attract you to our sacred gifts

Indra and Agni, heroes, come. (5)

Accept this eulogy of mine whose model is the Gayatri:

Indra and Agni, heroes, Come. (6)

Come with the early-faring gods, you who are lords of genuine wealth:

Indra-Agni, to the soma-draught (7)

Hear you the call of Atris, hear Syavasva as he sheds the juice:

Indra-Agni to the soma-draught (8)

Thus have I called you to our aid as sages called on you of old:

Indra-Agni to the soma draught! (9)

Indra's and Agni's grace I claim, Sarasvati's associates

To whom this psalm of praise is sung.

39 - Agni

The glorious Agni have I praised, and worshipped with. the sacred food.

May Agni deck the gods for us. Between both gathering-places he goes on his embassy, the sage. May all the others die away. (1)

Agni, burn down the word within their bodies through our newest speech,

All hatreds of the godless, all the wicked man's malignities. Away let the destroyers go. May all the others die away. (2)

Agni, I offer hymns to you, like holy oil within your moutlh.

Acknowledge them. among the gods, for you are the rmost excellent, the worshipper's blissful messenger. Let all the others die away. (3)

Agni bestows all vital power even as each man supplicates.

He brings the Vasus strengthening gifts, and grants deliglht, in rest and stir, for every calling on the gods. Let all the others die away. (4)

Agni has made himself renowned by wonderful victorious act.

He is the priest of all the tribes, chosen with sacrificial meeds. He urges Deities to receive. Let all the others die away. (5)

Agni knows all that springs from gods, he knows the mystery of men.

Giver of wealth is Agni, he uncloses both the doors to us when worshipped with our newest gift. Let all the others die away. (6)

Agni inhabits with gods and men who offer sacrifice.

He cherishs with great delight much wisdom, as all things that be, God among gods adorable. May all the others die away. (7)

Agni who livs in all streams, lord of the sevenfold Race of men,

Him dweller in three homes we seek, best slayer of the Dasytis for Mandhatar, first in sacrifice. Let all the others die away. (8)

Agni the Wise inhabits three gathering-places, triply formed.

Decked as our envoy let the sage bring here and conciliate the Thrice Eleven Deities. Let all the others die away. (9)

Our Agni, you are first among the gods, and first mid living men.

You only rule over wealth. Round about you, as natural dams, circumfluous the waters run. Let all the others die away.

40 - Indra-Agni

Indra and Agni, surely you as Conquerors will give us wealth,

Whereby in fight we may overcome that which is strong and firmly fixed, as Agni burns the woods with wind. Let all the others die away. (1)

We set no snares to tangle you; Indra we worship and adore, hero of heroes mightiest.

Once may he come to us with his steed, come to us to win us strength, and to complete the sacrifice. (2)

For, famous Indra-Agni, you are dwellers in the midst of frays.

Sages in wisdom, you are knit to him who seeks you as friends. heroes, bestow on him his wish. (3)

Nabhaka-like, with sacred song Indra's and Agni's praise I sing,

Theirs to whom all this world belongs, this heaven and this mighty earth which bear rich treasure in their lap. (4)

To Indra and to Agni send your prayers, as was Nabhaka's wont,

Who oped with sideway opening the sea with its foundations seven-Indra all powerful in his might. (5)

Tear you asunder, as of old, like tangles of a creeping plant,

Demolish you the Dasa's might. May we with Indra's help divide the treasure he has gathered up. (6)

What time with this same song these men call Indra-Agni sundry ways,

May we with our own heroes quell those who provoke us to the fight, and conquer those who strive with us. (7)

The Two refulgent with their beams rise and come downward from the sky.

By Indra's and by Agni's hest, flowing away, the rivers, run which they released from their restraint. (8)

Indra, many are your aids, many your ways of guiding us,

lord of the bay steeds, Hinva's Son. To a good hero come our prayers, which soon shall have accomplishment. (9)

Inspire him with your holy hymns, the hero bright and glorious,

Him who with might demolisbs even the brood of Susna, and winns for us the heavenly streams. (10)

Inspire him worshipped with fair rites, the glorious hero truly brave.

He brake in pieces Susna's brood who still expected not the stroke, and won for us the heavenly streams. Let all the others die away. (11)

Thus have we sung anew to Indra-Agni, as sang our sires, Angirases, and Mandhatar.

Guard us with triple shelter and preserve us: may we be masters of a store of riches.

41 - Varuna

To make this Varuna come forth sing you a song to the band of Maruts wiser than yourself,

This Varuna who guards well the thoughts of men like herds of cows.

Let all the others die away. (1)

Him altogether praise I with the song and hymns our fathers sang, and with Nabhaka's eulogies,

Him dwelling at the rivers' source, surrounded by his Sisters Seven. (2)

The nights he has encompassed, and stablished the morns with magic art visible over all is he.

His dear ones, following his Law, have prospered the Three Dawns for him. (3)

He, visible over all the earth, stablished the quarters of the sky:

He measured out the eastern place, that is the fold of Varuna: like a strong herdsman is the god. (4)

He who supports the worlds of life, he who well knows the hidden names mysterious of the morning beams,

He cherishes much wisdom, sage, as heaven brings forth each varied form. (5)

In whom all wisdom centres, as the nave is set within the wheel.

Haste you to honour Trita, as cows haste to gather in the fold, even as they muster steeds to yoke. (6)

He wraps these regions as a robe; he contemplates the tribes of gods and all the works of mortal men.

Before the home of Varuna all the gods follow his decree. (7)

He is an Ocean far-removed, yet through the heaven to him ascends the worship which these realms possess.

With his bright foot he overthrew their magic, and went up to heaven. (8)

Ruler, whose bright far-seeing rays, pervading all three earths, have filled the three superior realms of heaven.

Firm is the seat of Varuna: over the seven he rules as king. (9)

Who, after his decree, overspread the Dark ones with a robe of light;

Who measured out the ancient seat, who pillared both the worlds apart as the Unborn supported heaven. Let all the others die away.

42 - Varuna

LORD of all wealth, the asura propped the heavens, and measured out the broad earth's wide expanses.

He, king supreme, approached all living creatures. All these are Varuna's holy operations. (1)

So humbly worship Varuna the mighty revere the wise Guard of World immortal.

May he vouchsafe us triply-barred protection. Earth and Heaven, within your lap preserve us. (2)

Sharpen this song of him who strives his utmost, sharpen, God Varuna, his strength and insight;

May we ascend the ship that bears us safely, whereby we may pass over all misfortune. (3)

Asvins, with songs the singer stones have made you hasten hereward,

Nasatyas, to the soma-draught. Let all the others die away. (4)

As the sage Atri with his hymns, Asvins, called you eagerly,

Nasatyas, to the soma-draught. Let all the others die away. (5)

So have I called you to our aid, even as the wise have called of old,

Nasatyas, to the soma-draught. Let all the others die away.

43 - Agni

THESE songs of mine go forth as lauds of Agni, the disposing Sage,

Whose worshipper is never overthrawn. (1)

Wise Agni Jatavedas, I beget a song of praise for you.

Who willingly receivest it. (2)

Thy sharpened flames, Agni, like the gleams of light that glitter through,

Devour the forests with their teeth. (3)

Gold-coloured, bannered with the smoke, urged by the wind, aloft to heaven

Rise, lightly borne, the flames of fire. (4)

These lightly kindled fiery flames are all around made visible,

Even as the glearaings of the Dawns. (5)

As Jatavedas speeds along, the dust is black beneath his feet,

When Agni spreads upon the earth. (6)

Making the plants his nourishment, Agni devours and wearies not,

Seeking the tender shrubs again. (7)

Bending him down with all his tongues, he flickers with his fiery glow

Splendid is Agni in the woods. (8)

Agni, your home is in the floods: into the plants you force way,

And as their Child are born anew. (9)

Worshipped with offerings shines your flame, Agni, from the sacred oil,

With kisses on the ladle's mouth. (10)

Let us serve Agni with our hymns, Disposer, fed on ox and cow,

Who bears the soma on his back. (11)

Yea, you, Agni, do we seek with homage and with fuel, priest

Whose wisdom is most excellent. (12)

worshipped with oblations, pure Agni, we call on you as erst,

Did Bhrigu, Manus, Angiras. (13)

For you, Agni, by the fire, sage by the sage, good by the good,

Friend by the Friend, are lighted up. (14)

So wealth in thousands, food with store of heroes give you to the sage,

Agni, to the worshipper. (15)

Agni, Brother, made by strength, lord of red steeds and brilliant sway,

Take pleasure in this laud of mine. (16)

My praises, Agni, go to you, as the cows seek the stall to meet,

The lowing calf that longs for milk. (17)

Agni, best Angiras, to you all people who have pleasant homes,

Apart, have turned as to their wish. (18)

The sages skilled in holy song and thin. kers with their thoughts have urged

Agni to share the sacred feast. (19)

So, Agni, to you the priest, Invoker, strong in forays, pray

'nose who spin out the sacrifice. (20)

In many a place, the same in look are you, a Prince over all the tribes

In battles we invoke your aid. (21)

Pray you to Agni, pray to him who blazes served with sacred oil:

Let him give ear to this our call. (22)

We call on you as such, as one who hears, as Jatavedas, one,

Agni! who beats away our foes. (23)

I pray to Agni, king of men, the Wonderful, the President

Of holy Laws: may he give ear. (24)

Him like a bridegroom, him who stirs all people, like a noble horse,

Like a fleet steed, we instigate. (25)

Slaying things deadly, burning up foes, Riksasas, on every side,

Shine, Agni, with your sharpened flame. (26)

You whom the people kindle even as Manus did, best Angiras!

Agni, mark you this my speech. (27)

Agni, made by strength! be you born in the heavens or born in floods,

As such we call on you with songs. (28)

Yea, all the people, all the folk who have good dwellings, each apart,

Send food for you to eat thereof. (29)

Agni, so may we, devout, gazed at by men, throughout our days,

Pass lightly over all distress. (30)

We venerate with cheerful hearts the cheerful Agni, dear to all,

Burning, with purifying flame. (31)

So you, Agni rich in light, beaming like Surya with your rays

Boldly demolishest the gloom, (32)

We pray to you for this your gift, Victor the gift that fails not,

Agni, choicest wealth from you.

44 - Agni

PAY service to Agni with your fuel, rouse your Guest with oil:

In him present your offerings. (1)

Agni, do you accept my laud, be magnified by this my song:

Welcome my sweedy-spoken words. (2)

Agni, envoy, I place in front; the oblation-bearer I address:

Here let him seat the Deities. (3)

Agni, the lofty flames of' you enkindled have gone up on high,

Thy bright flames, you Refulgent One. (4)

Beloved! let my ladles full of sacred oil come near to you:

Agni, accept our offerings. (5)

I worship Agni-may he hear!-the cheerful, the Invoker, priest,

Of varied splendour, rich in light. (6)

Ancient Invoker, meet for praise, beloved Agni, wise and strong,

The visitant of solemn rites. (7)

Agni, best Angiras, accept straightway these offerings, and guide

The seasonable sacrifice. (8)

Excellent God, with brilliant flames, enkindled bring you hereward,

Knowing the way, the Heavenly Host. (9)

Him, sage and herald, void of guile, ensign of sacrifices, him

Smoke-bannered, rich in light, we seek. (10)

Agni, be our Guardian you, God, against those who injure us:

Destroy our foes, you Son of strength. (11)

Making his body beautiful, Agni the sage has waxen by

The singer and his ancient hymn. (12)

I invocate the Child of strength, Agni with purifying flame,

At this well-ordered sacrifice. (13)

So Agni, rich in many friends, with fiery splendour, seat yourself

With gods upon our sacred grass. (14)

The mortal man who serves the god Agni within his own abode,

For him he causes wealth to shine. (15)

Agni is head and height of heaven, the master of the earth is he:

He quickens the watere seed. (16)

Upward, Agni, rise your flames, pure and resplendent, blazing high,

Thy lustres, fair effulgences. (17)

For, Agni, you as lord of Light rule over choicest gifts: may I,

Thy singer, find defence in you. (18)

Agni, they who understand stir you to action with their thoughts:

So let our songs enhance your might. (19)

We ever claim the friendship of Agni, the singing messenger,

Of God-like nature, void of guile. (20)

Agni who bears most holy sway, the holy Singer, holy Sage,

Shines holy when we worship him. (21)

Yea, let my meditations, let my songs exalt you evermore.

Think, Agni, of our friendly bond, (22)

If I were you and you were I, Agni, every prayer of your

Should have its due fulfilment here. (23)

For Excellent and lord of wealth. are you Agni, rich in light:

May we enjoy your favouring grace. (24)

Agni, to you whose laws stand fast our resonant songs of praise speed forth,

As rivers hasten to the sea. (25)

Agni, the Youthful lord of men, who stirrs much and eats all,

The sage, I glorify with hymns. (26)

To Agni let us haste with lauds, the Guide of sacrificial rites,

Armed with sharp teeth, the mighty One. (27)

And let this man, good Agni, be with you the singer of your praise:

Be gracious, holy One, to him. (28)

For you are sharer of our feast, wise, ever watchful as a Sage:

Agni, you shine in the sky. (29)

Agni, sage, before our foes, before misfortunes fall on us,

Excellent lord, prolong our lives.

45 - Indra

HEREWARD! they who light flame and straightway trim the sacred grass.

Whose Friend is Indra ever young. (1)

High is their fuel, great their laud, wide is their splinter from the stake,

Whose Friend is Indra ever young. (2)

Unequelled in fight the hero leads his army with the warrior chiefs.

Whose Friend is Indra ever young. (3)

The new-born Vritra-slayer asked his Mother, as he seized his shaft,

Who are the fierce? Who are renowned? (4)

Savasi answered, He who seeks your enmity will battle like

A stately elephant on a hill. (5)

And hear, Maghavan; to him who craves of you you grantest all

Whatever you make firm is firm. (6)

What time the Warrior Indra goes to battle, borne by noble steeds,

Best of all charioteers is he. (7)

Repel, Thunder-armed, in all directions all attacks on us:

And be our own most glorious God. (8)

May Indra set our car in front, in foremost Place to win the spoil,

He whom the wicked injure not. (9)

Your enmity may we escape, and, gakra, for your bounty, rich

In cows, may we come near to you (10)

Softly approaching, Thunder-armed wealthy by hundreds, rich in steeds,

Unrivalled, readywith our gifts. (11)

For your exalted excellence gives to your worshippers each day

Hundreds and thousands of your boons. (12)

Indra, we know you breaker-down even of trong forts, winner of spoil,

A:one who conquers wealth for us. (13)

Though you are highest, sage and Bold let the drops cheer you when we come

To you as to a trafficker. (14)

Bring to us the treasure of the opulent man who, loth to give,

Has slighted you for gain of wealth. (15)

Indra, these friends of ours, supplied with Soma, wait and look to you,

As men with fodder to the herd. (16)

And you who are not deaf, whose cars are quick to listen, for our aid,

We call to us from far away. (17)

When you have listened, make our call one which you never will forget,

And be our very nearest Friend. (18)

When even now, when we have been in trouble, we have thought of you,

Indra, give us gifts of cows. (19)

lord of strength, we rest on you, as old men rest upon a staff:

We long to have. you dwell with us. (20)

To Indra sing a song of praise, hero of mighty valour, him

Whom no one challenges to war. (21)

Hero, the soma being shed, I pour the juice for you to drink:

Sate you and finish your carouse. (22)

Let not the fools, or those who mock beguile you when they seek your aid

Love not the enemies of prayer. (23)

Here let them with rich milky draught cheer you to great munificence:

Drink as the wild-bull drinks the lake. (24)

Proclaim in our assemblies what deeds, new and ancient, far away,

The Vritra-slayer has achieved. (25)

In battle of a thousand arms Indra drank Kadru's soma juice:

There he displayed his manly might. (26)

True undeniabIc strength he found in Yadu and in Turvasa,

And conquered through the sacrifice. (27)

Him have I magnified, our lord in, common, Guardian of your folk,

Discloser of great wealth in cows; (28)

Ribhuksan, not to be restrained, who strengthened Tugra's son in lauds,

Indra beside the flowingjuice; (29)

Who for Trisoka clave the hill that formed a wide receptacle,

So that the cows might issue forth. (30)

Whatever your plan or purpose be, whatever, in transport, you wouldst do,

Do it not, Indra, but be kind. (31)

But little has been heard of done upon the earth by one like you i

Let your heart, Indra, turn to us. (32)

Your then shall be this high renown, your shall these lofty praises be,

When, Indra, you are kind to us. (33)

Not for one trespass, not for two, hero, slay us, nor for three,

Nor yet for many trespasses. (34)

I fear one powerful like you, the crusherdown of enemies,

Mighty, repelling all attacks. (35)

wealthy God, never may I live to see my friend or son in need*:

Hereward let your heart be turned. (36)

What friend, people, unprovoked, has ever said to a friend,

He turns and leaves us in distress? (37)

Hero, insatiate enjoy this soma juice so near to you,

Even as a hunter rushing down. (38)

Here I draw those bays of yours yoked

by our hymn, with splendid car,

That you may give to the priests. (39)

Drive all our enemies away, smite down the foes who press around,

And bring the wealth for which we long: (40)

Tndra, that which is concealed in strong firm place precipitous:

Bring us the wealth for which we long (41)

Great riches which the world of men shall recognize as sent by thbe:

Bring us the wealth for which we long.

46 - Indra

We, Indra, lord of ample wealth, our Guide, depend on one like you,

You driver of the tawny steeds. (1)

For, Hurler of the Bolt, we know you true, the giver of our food,

We know the giver of our wealth. (2)

you whose majesty the bards celebrate with their songs, you lord,

Of hundred powers and hundred aids. (3)

Fair guidance has the mortal man whom Aryaman, the Marut host,

And Mitra, void of guile, protect. (4)

Kine, steeds, and hero strength he gains, and prospers, by the Adityas sped,

Ever in wealth which all desire. (5)

We pray to Indra for his gift, to him the Fearless and the strong,

We pray to him the lord of wealth. (6)

For verily combined in him are all the fearless powers of aid.

Him, rich in wealth, let swift steeds bring to us, his bays, to soma juice for his carouse: (7)

Yea, that most excellent carouse, Indra, which slays most enemies,

With heroes wins the light of heaven, and is invincible in war: (8)

Which merits fame, all-bountiful! and, unsubdued, has victory in deeds of might.

So come to our libations, strongest! Excellent! May we obtain a stall of cows. (9)

Responding to our wish for cows, for steeds, and chariots, as of old,

Be gracious, Greatest of the Great (10)

For, hero, nowhere can I find the bounds of your munificence.

Still do you favour us, Bolt-armed Maghavan: with strength have you rewarded hymns. (11)

High, glorifier of his friend, he knows all generations, he whom many praise.

All races of mankind with ladies lifted up invoke that mighty Indra's aid. (12)

Be he our Champion and Protector in great deeds, rich in all wealth, the Vritra-slayer, Maghavan. (13)

In the wild raptures of the juice sing to your hero with high laud, to him the Wise,

To Indra, glorious in his name, the mighty One, even as the hymn allows it. (14)

You give wealth to me myself, you give treasure, Excellent! and the strong steed,

Much-invoked, in deeds of might, yea, even now. (15)

Him, Sovran Ruler of all precious things, who even has power over this fair form of his,

As now it taks shape, and afterward, (16)

We praise, so that the mighty One may speed to you, Pourer of boun ies, Traveller, prepared to go.

You favourest the Maruts known to all, by song and sacrifice.

With song and praise I sing to you. (17)

We in the sacrifice perform their will whose voice is lifted high,

The worship of those Thundering Ories who over the ridges of these mountains fly in troops. (18)

Indra, mightiest, bring us that which crushes men of evil minds,

Wealth suited to our needs, stirrer of the thought, best wealth, you who stirrest thought. (19)

Winner, noble winner, strong, wondrous, most splendid, excellent,

Sole lord of victory, bring all-ovcrpowering wealth, joy-giving, chief in deeds of might. (20)

Now let the godless man approach who has received reward so great

As Vasa, Asvya, when this light of morning dawned, received from Prthusravas, from Kanita's son. (21)

Steeds sixty thousand and ten thousand cows, and twenty hundred camels I obtained;

Ten hundred brown in hue, and other ten red in three spots: in all, ten thousand cows. (22)

Ten browns that make my wealth increase, fleet steeds whose tails are long and fair,

Turn with swift whirl my chariot wheel; (23)

The gifts which Prthusravas gave, Kanita's son munificent.

He gave a chariot wrought of gold: the prince was passing bountiful, and won himself most lofty fame. (24)

Come to this great rite of ours, Vayu! to give us vigorous light.

We have served you that you mightest give much to us, yea, mightest quickly give great wealth. (25)

Who with thrice seven times seventy horses comes to us, invested with the rays of morn,

Through these our Soma-draughts and those who press, to give, drinker of pure bright Soma Juice. (26)

Who has inclined this glorious one, buunteous himself, to give me gifts.

Borne on firm chariot with the prosperous Nahup, wise, to a man yet more devout. (27)

Sole lord in beauty meet for praise, Vayu, dropping fatness down,

Hurried along by steeds, by camels, and by hounds, spreads forth your train: even this it is. (28)

So, as a prize dear to the strong, the sixty thousand have I gained,

Bulls that resemble vigorous steeds. (29)

To me come oxen like a herd, yea, to me the oxen come. (30)

And in the grazing herd he made a hundred camels bleat for me,

And twenty hundred mid the white. (31)

A hundred has the sage received, Dasa Balbutha's and Taruksa's gifts.

These are your people, Vayu, who rejoice with Indra for their guard, rejoice with gods for guards. (32)

And now to Vasa Asvya here this stately woman is led forth,

Adorned with ornaments of gold.

47 - Adityas

Great help you give the worshipper, Varuna, Mitra, mighty ones! No sorrow ever reaches him whom you, Adityas, keep from harm. Yours are incomparable aids, and good the succour they afford. (1)

gods, Adityas, well you know the way to keep all woes afar.

As the birds spread their sheltering wings, spread your protection over us. (2)

As the birds spread their sheltering wings let your protection cover us.

We mean all shelter and defence, you who have all things for your own. (3)

To whomsoever they, Most Wise, have given a home and means of life,

Over the whole riches of this man they, the Adityas, have control. (4)

As drivers of the car avoid ill roads, let sorrows pass us by.

May we be under Indra's guard, in the Adityas' favouring grace. (5)

For verily men sink and faint through loss of wealth which you have given.

Much has he gained from you, gods, whom you, Adityas, have approached. (6)

On him shall no fierce anger fall, no sore distress shall visit him,

To whom, Adityas, you have lent your shelter that extends far. (7)

Resting in you, gods, we are like men who fight in coats of mail.

You guard us from each great offence, you guard us from each lighter fault. (8)

May Aditi defend us, may Aditi guard and shelter us,

Mother of wealthy Mitra and of Aryaman and Varuna. (9)

The shelter, gods, that is secure, auspicious, free from malady,

A sure protection, triply strong, even that do you extend to us. (10)

Look down on us, Adityas, as a guide exploring from the bank.

Lead us to pleasant ways as men lead horses to an easy ford. (11)

Ill be it for the demons' friend to find us or come near to us.

But for the milk-cow be it well, and for the man who strives for fame. (12)

Each evil deed made manifest, and that which is concealed, gods,

The whole thereof remove from us to Trita Aptya far away. (13)

Daughter of Heaven, the dream that bodes evil to us or to our cows,

Remove, Lady of the Light, to Trita Aptya far away. (14)

Even if, Child of Heaven, it make a garland or a chain of gold,

The whole bad dream, whate'cr it be, to Trita Aptya we consign. (15)

To him whose food and work is this, who comes to take his share therein,

To Trita, and to Dvita, Dawn! bear you the evil dream away. (16)

As we collect the utmost debt, even the eighth and sixteenth part,

So to Aptya we transfer together all the evil dream. (17)

Now have we conquered and obtained, and from our trespasses are free.

Shine you away the evil dream, Dawn, whereof we are afraid. Yours are incomparable aids, and good the succour they afford.

48 - Soma

WISELY have I enjoyed the savoury viand, religious-thoughted, best to find out treasure,

The food to which all Deities and mortals, calling it meath, gather themselves together. (1)

Tlou shall be Aditi as you have entered within, appeaser of celestial anger.

Indu, enjoying Indra's friendship, bring us - as a swift steed the car - forward to riches. (2)

We have drunk Soma and become immortal; we have attained the light, the gods discovered.

Now what may foeman's malice do to harm us? What, immortal, mortal man's deception? (3)

Absorbed into the heart, be sweet, Indu, as a kind father to his son, Soma,

As a wise Friend to friend: do you, wide-ruler, Soma, lengthen out our days for living. (4)

These glorious drops that give me freedom have I drunk. Closely they knit my joints as straps secure a car.

Let them protect my foot from slipping on the way: yea, let the drops I drink preserve me from disease. (5)

Make me shine bright like fire produced by friction: give us a clearer sight and make us better.

For in carouse I think of you, Soma, shall I, as a rich man, attain to comfort? (6)

May we enjoy with an enlivened spirit the juice you give, like ancestral riches.

Soma, king, prolong you our existence as Surya makes the shining days grow longer. (7)

King Soma, favour us and make us prosper: we are your devotees; of this be mindful.

Spirit and power are fresh in us, Indu give us not up to our foeman's pleasure. (8)

For you have settled in each joint, Soma, aim of men's eyes and guardian of our bodies.

When we offend against your holy statutes, as a kind Friend, God, best of all, be gracious. (9)

May I be with the Friend whose heart is tender, who, lord of bays! when quaffed will never harm me-

This Soma now deposited within me. For this, I pray for longer life to Indra. (10)

Our maladies have lost their strength and vanished: they feared, and passed away into the darkness.

Soma has risen in us, exceeding mighty, and we are come where men prolong existence.

12, Fathers, that Indu which our hearts have drunken, immortal in himself, has entered mortals.

So let us serve this Soma with oblation, and rest securely in his grace and favour. (12)

Associate with the Fathers you, Soma, have spread yourself abroad through earth and heaven.

So with oblation let us serve you, Indu, and so let us become the lords of riches, (13)

Give us your blessing, you gods' preservers. Never may sleep or idle talk control us.

But evermore may we, as friends of Soma, speak to the synod with brave sons around us. (14)

On all sides,. Soma, you are our life-giver: aim of all eyes, light-finder, come within us.

Indu, of one accord with your protections both from behind and from before preserve us.

49 - Agni

Agni, come here with your fires; we choose you as Invoking priest.

Let the extended ladle full of oil balm you, best priest, to sit on sacred grass. (1)

For to you, Angiras, son of strength, move ladles in the sacrifice.

To Agni, Child of Force, whose locks drop oil, we seek, foremost in sacrificial rites. (2)

Agni, you are Disposer, sage, herald, bright God! and worshipful,

Best offercr, cheerful, to be praised in holy rites, pure lord! by singers with their hymns. (3)

Most Youthful and Eternal, bring the longing gods to me, the guileless, for the feast.

Come, Vasu, to the banquet that is well-prepared: rejoice you, gracious, with our songs. (4)

Famed are you, Agni, far and wide, Preserver, righteous, and a Sage.

The holy singers, refulgent kindled God! arrangers, call on you to come - (5)

Shine, Most Resplendent! blaze, send bliss to the folk, and to your worshipper

Great are you.

So may my princes, with good fires, subduing foes, rest in the keeping of the gods. (6)

Agni, as you burnest down to earth even high-grown underwood,

So, bright as Mitra is, burn him who injures us, him who plots ill against your friend. (7)

Give us not as a prey to mortal enemy, nor to the wicked friend of fiends.

With conquering guards, auspicious, unassailable, protect us, Most Youthful God. (8)

Protect us, Agni, through the first, protect us through the second hymn,

Protect us through three hymns, lord of Power and might, through four hymns, Vasu, guard us. (9)

Preserve us from each fiend who brings the gods no gift, preserve us in deeds of strength:

For we possess in you the nearest Friend of all, for service of the gods and weal. (10)

holy Agni, give us wealth renowned with men and strengthening life.

Bestow on us, Helper, that which many crave, more glorious still by righteousness; (11)

Wherewith we may overcome our rivals in the war, overpowering the foe's designs.

So wax you by our food, Excellent in strength. Quicken our thoughts that find out wealth. (12)

Agni is even as a bull who whets and brandishes his horns.

Well-sharpened are his jaws which may not be withstood: the Child of strength has powerful teeth. (13)

Not to be stayed, Bull, Agni, are your tes when you are spreading far and wide.

Make our ohlations duly offired up, priest, and give us store of precious things. (14)

You liest in the wood: from both your Mothers mortals kindle you.

Unweariedly you bear up the offerer's gifts, then shine bright among the gods. (15)

And so the seven priests, Agni, worship you, Free-giver, Everlasting One.

You cIeavest through the rock with heat and fervent glow. Agni, rise up above the men. (16)

For you let us whose grass is trimmed call Agni, Agni, restless God.

Let us whose food is offered call to all the tribes Agni the Invoking priest of men. (17)

Agni, with noble psalm that tells his wish he dwells, thinking on you who guardest him.

Speedily bring us strength of many varied sorts to be most near to succour us. (18)

Agni, Praise-singer! lord of men, God burner-up of Raksasas,

Mighty are you, the ever-present Household-lord, Home-friend and Guardian from the sky. (19)

Let no fiend come among us, you rich in light, no spell of those who deal in spells.

To distant pastures drive faint hunger: far away, Agni, chase the demons' friends.

50 - Indra

BOTH boons,-may Indra, hereward turned, listen to this prayer of ours,

And mightiest Maghavan with thought inclined to us come near to drink the soma juice. (1)

For him, strong, independent Ruler, Heaven and Earth have fashioned forth for power and might.

You seat yourself as first among your peers in place, for your soul longs for soma juice. (2)

Fill yourself full, lord of wealth, Indra, with the juice we shed.

We know you, lord of bay steeds victor in the fight, vanquishing e'en the invincible. (3)

Changeless in truth, Maghavan Indra, let it be as you in wisdom willest it.

May we, fair of check, win booty with your aid, Thunderer, swiftly seeking it. (4)

Indra, with all your saving helps give us assistance, lord of power.

For after you we follow even as glorious bliss, you, hero, finder-out of wealth. (5)

Increaser of our steeds and multiplying cows, a golden well, God, are you,

For no one may impair the gifts laid up in you. Bring me whatever thing I ask. (6)

For you,-come to the worshipper!-will find great wealth to make us rich.

Fill yourself full, Maghavan, for gain of cows, full, Indra, for the gain of steeds. (7)

You as your gift bestow many hundred herds, yea, many thousands do you give.

With singers' hymns have we brought the Fort-render near, singing to Indra for his grace. (8)

Whether the simple or the sage, Indra, have offered praise to you,

He Satakratu! by his love has gladdened you, ambitious! ever pressing on! (9)

If he the strong of arm, the breaker-down of forts, the great Destroyer, hear my call,

We, seeking riches cry to Indra, lord of wealth, to Satakratu with our lauds. (10)

We count not then as sinners, nor as niggardly or foolish men,

When with the soma juice which we have shed we make Indra, the mighty One, our Friend. (11)

Him have we yoked in fight, the powerful Conqueror, debt-claimer, not to be deceived.

Best charioteer, the Victor marks each fault, he knows the strong to whom he will come near. (12)

Indra, give us security from that whereof we are afraid.

Help us, Maghavan, let your succour give us this: drive away foes and enemies. (13)

For you, liberal lord of bounty, strengthenest his ample home who worships you.

So Indra, Maghavan, you Lover of the song, we with pressed Soma call on you, (14)

Indra is Vritra-slayer, guard, our best defender from the foe.

May he preserve our last and middlemost, and keep watch from behind us and before. (15)

Defend us from behind, below, above, in front, on all sides, Indra, shield us well.

Keep far away from us the terror sent from heaven: keep impious weapons far away. (16)

Protect us, Indra, each today, each morrow, and each following day.

Our singers, through all days, shall you, lord of the brave, keep safely both by day and night. (17)

A crushing Warrior, passing rich is Maghavan, endowed with all heroic might.

Your arms, Satakratu, are exceeding strong, arms which have grasped the thunderbolt.

51 - Indra

OFFER you up as praise to him that wherein Indra takes delight.

The soma-bringers magnify Indra's great energy with hymns. Good are the gifts that Indra gives. (1)

Sole among chiefs, companionless, impetuous, and peerless, he

Has waxen great over many folk, yea., over all things born, in might. (2)

lord of swift bounty, he will win e'en with a steed of worthless sort.

This, Indra, must be told of you who will perform heroic deeds. (3)

Come to us.here: let us pay devotions that enhance your might,

For which, Most Potent! you wouldst fain bless the man here who strives for fame. (4)

For you, Indra, make yet more bold the spirit of the bold

Who with strong Soma servs you, still ready with his reverent prayers. (5)

Worthy of song, he looks down as a man looks into wells.

Pleased with the soma-bringer's skill he maks him his mate and friend. (6)

In strength and wisdom all the gods, Indra, have yielded to you.

Be the Guard of all, you whom many praise. (7)

Praised, Indra, is this might of yours, best for the service of the gods,

That you with power do slay Vritra, lord of strength. (8)

He makes the races of mankind like synods of the Beauteous One.

Indra knows this his manifest deed, and is renowned. (9)

Thy might, Indra, at its birth, you also, and your mental power,

In your care, Maghavan rich in cows! they have increased exceedingly. (10)

Vritra-slayer, you and I will both combine for winning spoil.

Even malignity will consent, Bolt-armed hero, to us. (11)

Let us extol this Indra as truthful and never as untrue.

Dire is his death who pours no gifts great light has he who offers them. Good are the gifts that Indra gives.

52 - Indra

With powers of mighty ones has he, Ancient, Beloved, been equipped,

Through whom the Father Manu made prayers cfficacious with the gods. (1)

Him, Maker of the sky, let stones wet with the soma never forsake,

Nor hymns and prayer that must be said. (2)

Indra who knew full well disclosed the cows to the Angirases.

This his great deed must be extolled. (3)

Indra, promoter of the song, the sage's Strengthener as of old,

Shall come to bless and succour us at presentation of this laud. (4)

Now after their desire's intent the pious singers with the cry

Of Hail! have sung loud hymns to you, Indra, to gain a stall of cows. (5)

With Indra rest all deeds of might, deeds done and yet to be performed,

Whom singers know devoid of guile. (6)

When the Five Tribes with all their men to Indra have sent out their voice,

And when the priest has strewn much grass, this is the Friend's own dwellingpiace. (7)

This praise is verily your own: you have performed these manly deeds,

And sped the wheel upon its way. (8)

At the overflowing of this Steer, boldly he strode for life, and took

Soma as cattle take their corn. (9)

Receiving this and craving help, we, who with you are Daksa's sons,

Would fain exalt the Maruts' lord. (10)

Yea, hero, with the singers we sing.to the duly-coming Band.

Allied with tbee may we prevail. (11)

With us are raining Rudras, clouds accordant in call to battle, at the death of Vritra,

The strong assigned to him who sings and praises. May gods with Indra at their head protect us.

53 - Andra

MAY our hymns give you great delight. Display your bounty, Thunderer.

Drive off the enemies of prayer. (1)

Crush with your foot the niggard churls who bring no gifts. Mighty are you

There is not one to equal you. (2)

You are the lord of Soma pressed, soma impressed is also your.

You are the sovran of the folk. (3)

Come, go you forth, dwelling in heaven and listening to the prayers of men:

You fillest both the heavens and earth. (4)

Even that hill with rocky heights, with hundreds, thousands, held within.

You for your worshippers brakest through. (5)

We call on you both night and day to taste the flowing soma juice:

Do you fulfil our heart's desire. (6)

Where is that ever-youthful Steer, strong. necked and never yet bent down?

What Brahman ministers to him? (7)

To whose libation does the steer, betake him with delight therein?

Who takes delight in Indra now? (8)

Whom, Vritra-slayer, have your gift and hero powers accompanied?

Who is your dearest in the laud? (9)

For you among mankind, among the Purus is this Soma shed.

Hasten you here: drink thereof. (10)

This, growing by Soma and by Saryanavan, dear to you,

In Arjikiya, cheers you best. (11)

Hasten you hereward, and drink this for munificence today,

Delightful for your eager draught.

54 - Indra

Though, Indra, you are called by men from east and west, from north and soutb,

Come here quickly with fleet steeds (1)

If in the effluence of heaven, rich in its light, you takest joy,

Or in the sea in soma juice. (2)

With songs I call you, Great and Wide, even as a cow to profit us,

Indra, to drink the soma-draught. (3)

Here, Indra, let your bays bear up and, bring upon your car

Thy glory, God! and majesty. (4)

You, Indra, wouldst be sung and praised as great, strong, lordly in your deeds

Come here, drink our soma juice. (5)

We who have shed the soma and prepared the feast are calling you.

To sit on this our sacred grass. (6)

As, Indra, you are evermore the common lord of all alike,

As such we invocate you now. (7)

The men with stones have milked for you this nectar of the soma juice:

Indra, be pleased with it, and drink. (8)

Neglect all pious men with skill in sacred song: come hereward,

With speed, and give us high renown. (9)

gods, may the mighty rest unharmed, the king who gives me spotted cows,

Kine decked with golden ornaments. (10)

Beside a thousand spotted cows I have received a gift of gold,

Pure, brilliant, and exceeding great. (11)

Durgaha's grandsons, giving me a thousand cows, munificent,

Have won renown among the gods.

55 - Indra

LOUD singing at the sacred rite where Soma flows we priests invoke

With haste, that he may help, as the bard's Cherisher, Indra who finds wealth for you. (1)

Whom with fair helm, in rapture of the juice, the firm resistless slayers hinder not:

Giver of glorious wealth to him who sing a his praise, honouring him who toils and pours: (2)

Sakra, who like a curry-comb for horses or a golden goad,

Indra, the Vritra-slayer, urges eagerly the opening of the stall of cows: (3)

Who for the worshipper scatters forth ample wealth, even though buried, piled in heaps:

May Indra, lord of bay steeds, fair-helmed Thunderer, act at his pleasure, as he lists. (4)

Hero whom many praise, what you have longed for, oven of old, from men.

All that we offer to you, Indra, now, sacrifice, laud, effectual speech. (5)

To Soma, Much-invoked, Bolt-armed! for your carouse, Celestial, soma-drinker come.

You to the man who prays and pours the juice have been best giver of delightful wealth. (6)

Here, verily, yesterday we let the thunder-wielder drink his fill.

So in like manner offer him the jifice today. Now range you by the Glorious One. (7)

Even the wolf, the savage beast that rends the sheep, follows the path of his decrees.

So graciously accepting, Indra, this our praise, with wondrous thought come forth to us. (8)

What manly deed of vigour now remains that Indra has not done?

Who has not heard his glorious title and his fame, the Vritra-slayer from his birth? (9)

'How great his power resistless! how invincible the Vritra-slayer's matchless might!

Indra excels all usurers who see the day, excels all traffickers in strength. (10)

Indra, Vritra-slayer, we, your very constant worshippers,

Bring prayers never heard before to you, Much-invoked, Thunder-armed, to be your meed. (11)

you of mighty acts, the aids that are in you call forward many an eager hope.

Past the drink-offerings, Vasu, even of the good, hear my call, strongest God, and come. (12)

Verily, Indra, we are your, we worshippers depend on you.

For there is none but only you to show us race, Maghavan, you much invoked. (13)

From this our misery and famine set us free, from this dire curse deliver us.

Succour us with your help and with tby wondrous thought. Most mighty, finder of the way. (14)

Now let your soma juice be poured; be not afraid, Kali's sons.

This darkening sorrow goes away; yea, of itself it vanishes.

56 - Adityas

Now pray we to these Ksatriyas, to the Adityas for their aid,

These who are gracious to assist. (1)

May Mitra bear us oer distress, and Varuna and Aryaman,

Yea, the Adityas, as they know. (2)

For wonderful and meet for praise is these Adityas' saving help

To him who offers and prepares. (3)

The mighty aid of you, the Great, Varuna, Mitra, Aryarnan,

We claim to be our sure defence. (4)

Guard us, Adityas, still alive, before the deadly weapon strike:

Are yc not they who hear our call? (5)

What sheltering defence you have for him who toils in pouring gifts,

Graciously bless us therewith. (6)

Adityas, gods, from sorrow there is freedom; for the sinless, wealth,

you in whom no fault is seen. (7)

Let not this fetter bind us fast: may he release us for success;

For strong is Indra and renowned. (8)

gods who fain would lend your aid, destroy not us as you destroy

Your enemies who go astray. (9)

And you too, Great Aditi, you also, Goddess, I address,

You very gracious to assist. (10)

Save us in depth and shallow from the foe, thbu Mother of Strong Sons

Let no one of our seed be harmed. (11)

Far-spread! wide-ruling! grant that we, unharmed by envy, may expand

Grant that our progeny may live. (12)

Those who, the Princes of the folk, in native glory, neer deceived,

Maintain their statutes, void of guilt- (13)

As such, from mouth of ravening wolves, you Adityas, rescue us,

Like a bound thief, Aditi. (14)

Adityas, let this arrow, yea, let this mali. gnity depart

From us or eer it strike us dead. (15)

Fori Bountiful Adityas, we have evermore enjoyed your help,

Both now and in die days of old. (16)

To every one, you Most Wise, who turns even from sin to you,

You gods vouchsafe that he may live. (17)

May this new mercy profit us, which, you Adityas, frees like one,

Bound from his bonds, Aditi. (18)

you Adityas, this your might is not to be despised by us:

So be you graciously inclined. (19)

Let not Vivasvan's weapon nor the shaft, Adityas, wrought with skill,

Destroy us before old age be nigh. (20)

On every side dispel all sin, Adityas, all hostility,

Indigence, and combined attack.

57 - Indra

Even as a car to give us aid, we draw you here for our bliss,

Strong in your deeds, checking assault, lord, mightiest Indra, of the brave! (1)

Great in tby power and wisdom, strong, with thought that comprehendeth all

You have filled full with majesty. (2)

You very mighty One, whose hands by virtue of your greatness grasp,

The golden bolt that breaks its way. (3)

Your lord of might that never has bent, that ruls over all mankind,

I call, that he, as he is wont, may aid the chariots and the men. (4)

Whom, ever furthering, in frays that win the light, in both the hosts

Men call to succour and to help. (5)

Indra, the strong, the measureless, worthy of praise, Most Bountiful,

Sole Ruler even over wealth. (6)

Him, for his ample bounty, him, this Indra do I urge to drink,

Who, as his praise was sung of old, the Dancer, is the lord of men. (7)

You mighty One, whose friendship none of mortals ever has obtained

None will attain to your might. (8)

Aided by you, with you allied, in frays for water and for sun,

Bolt-armed! may we win ample spoil. (9)

So seek we you with sacrifice and songs, chief Lover of the song,

As, in our battles Indra, you to Purumayya gave help. (10)

Thunderer, you whose friendship and whose onward guidance both are sweet,

Thy sacrifice must be prepared. (11)

To us, ourselves, give ample room, give for our dwelling ample room

Give ample room to us to live. (12)

We count the banquet of the gods a spacious pathway for the men,

And for the cattle, and the car. (13)

Six men, yea, two and two, made glad with soma juice, come near to me

With offerings pleasant to the taste. (14)

Two brown-hued steeds, Indrota's gift, two bays from Rksa's son were mine,

From Asvamedha's son two red. (15)

From Atithigva good car-steeds; from Arksa rein-obeying steeds,

From Asvamedha beauteous ones. (16)

Indrota, Atithigva's son, gave me six horses matched with mares

And Patakratu gave besides. (17)

Marked above all, amid the brown, is the red mare Vrisanvati,

Obedient to the rein and whip. (18)

bound to me by deeds of might, not even the man who loves to blame.

Has found a single fault in you.

58 - Indra

I SEND you forth the song of praise for Indu, hero-gladdener.

With hymn and plenty he invites you to complete the sacrifice. (1)

You wishest for your cows a bull, for those who long for his approach,

For those who turn away from him, lord of your cows whom none may kill. (2)

The dappled cows who stream with milk prepare his draught of soma juice:

Clans in the birth-place of the gods, in the three luminous realms of heaven. (3)

Praise, even as he is known, with song Indra the guardian of the cows,

The son of Truth, lord of the brave. (4)

Here his bay steeds have been sent, red steeds are on the sacred grass,,

Where we in concert sing our songs. (5)

For Indra Thunder-armed the cows have yielded mingled milk and meath,

What time he found them in the vault. (6)

When I and Indra mount on high up to the Bright One's place and home,

We, having drunk of meath, will reach his seat whose Friends are three times seven. (7)

Sing, sing you forth your songs of praise, you Briyamedhas, sing your songs:

Yea, let young children sing their lauds as a strong castle praise you him. (8)

Now loudly let the viol sound, the lute send out its voice with might,

Shrill be, the music of the string. To Indra. is the hymn up-raised. (9)

When bither speed the dappled cows, unflinching, easy to be milked,

Seize quickly, as it bursts away, the soma juice for Indra's drink. (10)

Indra has drunk, Agni has drunk. all Deities have drunk their fill.

Here Varuna shall have his home, to whom the floods have sung aloud as motherkine to their calves. (11)

You, Varuna, to whom belong Seven Rivers, are a glorious God.

The waters flow into your throat as 'twere a pipe with ample mouth. (12)

He who has made the fleet steeds spring, well-harnessed, to the worshipper,

He, the swift Guide, is that fair form that loosed the horses near at hand. (13)

Indra, the very mighty, holds his enemies in utter scorn.

He, far away, and yet a child, cleft the cloud smitten by his voice. (14)

He, yet a boy exceeding small, mounted his newly-fashioned car.

He for his Mother and his sire cooked the wild mighty buffalo. (15)

lord of the home, fair-helmeted, ascend your chariot wrought of gold.

We will attend the Heavenly One, the thousand-footed, red of hue, matchless, who blesses where he goes. (16)

With reverence they come hereward to him as to. a Sovran lord,

That they may bring him near for this man's good success, to prosper and bestow his gifts. (17)

The Priyamedhas have observed the offering of the men of old,

Of ancient custom, while they strewed the sacred grass, and spread their sacrificial food.

59 - Indra

He who, as Sovran lord of men, moves with his chariots unrestrained,

The Vritra-slayer vanquisher, of fighting hosts, preeminent, is praised with song. (1)

Honour that Indra, Puruhanman! for his aid, in whose sustaining hand of old,

The splendid bolt of thunder was deposited, as the great Sun was set in heaven. (2)

No one by deed attains to him who works and strengthens evermore:

No, not by sacrifice, to Indra. praised o all, resistless, daring, bold in might. (3)

The potent Conqueror, invincible in war, him at whose birth the mighty ones,

The Kine who spread aftar, sent their loud voices out, heavens, earths seat their loud voices out, (4)

Indra, if a hundred heavens and if a hundred earths were your-

No, not a thousand Suns could match you at your birth, not both the worlds, Thunderer. (5)

You, hero, have performed your hero deeds with might, yea, all with strength, strongest One.

Maghavan, help us to a stable full of cows, Thunderer, with wondrous aids. (6)

Let not a godless mortal gain this food, you whose life is long!

But one who yokes the bright-hued steeds, the Etasas, even Indra yoker of the bays. (7)

Urge you the Conqueror to give, your Indra greatly to be praised,

To be invoked in shallow waters and in depths, to be invoked in deeds of might. (8)

Vasu, you hero, raise us up to ample opulence.

Raise us to gain of mighty wealth, Maghavan, Indra, to sublime renown. (9)

Indra, you justifiest us, and tramplest down your slanderers.

Guard yourself, valiant hero, in your vital parts: strike down the Dasa with your blows. (10)

The man who brings no sacrifice, inhuman, godless, infidel,

Him let his friend the mountain cast to rapid death, the mountain cast the Dasyu down. (11)

Mightiest Indra, loving us, gather you up, as grains of corn,

Within your hand, of these their cows, to give away, yea, gather twice as loving us. (12)

my companions, wish for power. How may we perfect Sara's praise,

The liberal princely patron, never to be harmed? (13)

By many a sage whose grass is trimmed you are continually praised,

That you, Sara, have bestowed here one and here another'calf. (14)

The noble, Suradeva's son, has brought a calf, led by the car to three of us.

As a chief brings a goat to milk.

60 - Agni

Agni, with your mighty wealth guard us from all malignity,

Yea, from all hate of mortal man. (1)

For over you, Friend from birih, the wrath of man has no control:

Nay, Guardian of the earth are you. (2)

As such, with all the gods, son of strength, auspicious in your flame.

Give us wealth bringing all things good. (3)

Malignities stay not from wealth the mortal man whom, Agni, you

Protectest while he offers gifts. (4)

Sage Agni, be whom you do urge, in worship of the gods, to wealth,

With your assistance winns cows. (5)

Riches with many heroes you have for the man who offers gifts:

Lead us on to higher bliss. (6)

Save us, Jatavedas, nor abandon us to him who sins,

To the evil-hearted man. (7)

Agni, let no godless man avert your bounty as a god:

Over all treasures you are lord. (8)

So, son of strength, tbou aidest us to what is great and excellent.

Those, Vasu! Friend! who sing your praise. (9)

Let our songs come anear to him beauteous and bright with piercing flame

Our offerings, with our homage, to the

lord of wealth, to him whom many praise, for help: (10)

To Agni Jatavedas, to the son of strength, that he may give us precious gifts,

immortal, from of old priest among mortal men, the most delightful in the house. (11)

Agni, made yours by sacrifice, Agni, while holy rites advance;

Agni, the first in songs, first with the warrior steed; Agril to win the land for us. (12)

May Agni who is lord of wealth vouchsafe us food for friendship sake.

Agni we ever seek for seed and progeny, the Vasu who protects our lives. (13)

Solicit with your chants, for help, Agni the god with piercing flame,

For riches famous Agni, Purumilha and you men! Agni to light our dwelling well. (14)

Agni we laud that he may keep our foes afar, Agni to give us health and strength.

Let him as Guardian be invoked in all the tribes, the lighter-up of glowing brands.

61 - Agni

PREPARE oblation: let him come; and let the minister serve again

Who knows the ordering thereof, (1)

Rejoicing in his friendship, let the priest be seated over man,

Beside the shoot of active power. (2)

Him, glowing bright beyond all thought, they seek among the race of man;

With him for tougue they seize the food. (3)

He has inflamed the twofold plain: lifegiving, he has climbed the wood,

And with his tongue has struck the rock. (4)

Wandering here the radiant Calf finds none to fetter him, and seeks

The Mother to declare his praise. (5)

And now that great and mighty team, the team of horses that are his,

And traces of his car, are seen. (6)

The seven milk a single cow; the two set other five to work,

On the stream's loud-resounding bank. (7)

Entreated by Vivasvan's ten, Indra cast down the water-jar

With threefold hammer from the sky. (8)

Three times the newIy-kindled flame proceeds around the sacrifice:

The priests anoint it with the meath. (9)

With reverence they drain the fount that circles with its wheel above,

Exhaustless, with the mouth below. (10)

The pressing-stones are set at work: the meath is poured into the tank,

At the out-shedding of the fount. (11)

You cows, protect the fount: the two mighty ones bless the sacrifice.

The handles twain are wrought of gold. (12)

Pour on the juice the ornament which reaches both the heaven and earth

Supply the liquid to the Bull. (13)

These know their own abiding-place: like calves beside the mother cows

They meet together with their kin. (14)

Devouring in their greedy jaws, they make sustaining food in heaven,

To Indra, Agni light and prayer. (15)

The Pious One milked out rich food, sustenance dealt in portions seven,

Together with the sun's seven rays. (16)

I took some Soma when the sun rose up, Mitra, Varuna.

That is the sick man's medicine. (17)

From where oblations must be laid, which is the Well-beloved's home,

He with his tongue has compassed heaven.

62 - Asvins

ROUSE you for him who keeps the Law, yoke your steeds, Aiyins, to your car

Let your protecting help be near. (1)

Come, Asvins, with your car more swift than is the twinkling of an eye

Let your protecting help be near. (2)

Asvins, you overlaid with cold the fiery pit for Atri's sake:

Let your protecting help be near. (3)

Where are you? where are you gone? where, like falcons, have you flown?

Let your protecting help be near. (4)

If you at any time this day are listening to this my call,

Let your protecting help be near. (5)

The Asvins, fust to hear our prayer, for closest kinship I approach:

Let your protecting help be near. (6)

For Atri you, Asvins, made a dwellingplace to shield him well,

Let your protecting help be near. (7)

You warded off the fervent heat for Atri when he sweetly spake:

Let your protecting help be near. (8)

Erst Saptavadbri by his prayer obtained the trenchant edge of fire:

Let your protecting help be near. (9)

Come here, you lords of wealth, and listen to this call of mine:

Let your protecting help be near. (10)

What is this praise told forth of you as Elders in the ancient way?

Let your protecting help be near. (11)

One common brotherhood is yours, Asvins your kindred is the same:

Let your protecting help be near. (12)

This is your chariot, Asvins, which speeds through the regions, earth and heaven

Let your protecting aid be near. (13)

Approach you hereward to us with thousands both of steeds and cows:

Let your protecting help be near. (14)

Pass us not by, remember us with thousands both of cows aud steeds:

Let your protecting help be near. (15)

The purple-tinted Dawn has risen, and true to Law has made the light

Let your protecting help be near. (16)

He looked upon the Asvins, as an axearmed man upon a tree:

Let your protecting help be near. (17)

By the black band encompassed round, break it down, bold one, like a fort.

Let your protecting help be near.

63 - Agni

EXERTING all our strength with thoughts of power we glorify in speech

Agni your dear familiar Friend, the darling Guest in every home. (1)

Whom, served with sacrificial oil like Mitra, men presenting gifts

Eulogize with their songs of praise (2)

Much-lauded Jatavedas, him who bears oblations up to heaven

Prepared in service of the gods. (3)

To noblest Agni, Friend of man, best Vritra-slayer, are we come,

Him in whose presence Rksa's son, mighty Srutarvan, waxes great; (4)

To deathless Jatavedas, meet for praise, adored, with sacred oil,

Visible through the gloom o:f night (5)

Even Agni whom these priestly men worship with sacrificial gifts,

With lifted ladles offering them. (6)

Agni, this our newest hymn has been addressed from us to you,

cheerful Guest, well-born, most wise, worker of wonders, never deceived. (7)

Agni, may it be dear to you, most grateful, and exceeding sweet:

Grow mightier, eulogized therewith. (8)

Splendid with splendours may it be, and in the battle with the foe

Add loftier glory to your fame. (9)

Steed, cow, a lord of heroes, bright like Indra, who shall fill the car.

Whose high renown you celebrate, and people praise each glorious deed. (10)

You whom Gopavana made glad with song, Agni Angiras,

Hear this my call, you holy One. (11)

You whom the priestly folk implore to aid the gathering of the spoil,

Such be you in the fight with foes. (12)

I, called to him who reels with joy, Srutarvan, Rksa's son, shall stroke

The heads of four presented steeds, like the long wool of fleecy rams. (13)

Four coursers with a splendid car, Savistha's horses, fleet of foot,

Shall bring me to the sacred feast, as flying steeds brought Tugra's son. (14)

The very truth do I declare to you, Parusni, mighty flood.

Waters! no man is there who gives more horses than Savistha gives.

64 - Agni

YOKE, Agni, as a charioteer, your steeds who best invite the gods: As ancient herald seat yourself. (1)

And, God, as skilfullest of all, call for us bitherward the gods:

Give all our wishes sure effect. (2)

For you, Most Youthful, son of strength, you to whom sacrifice is paid,

Are holy, faithful to the Law. (3)

This Agni, lord of wealth and spoil hundredfold, thousandfold, is head

And chief of riches and a Sage. (4)

As craftsmen bend the felly, so bend at our general call: come nigh,

Angiras, to the sacrifice. (5)

Now, Virupa, rouse for him, strong God who shines at early morn,

Fair praise with voice that ceases not. (6)

With missile of this Agni, his who looks afar, will we lay low

The thief in combat for the cows. (7)

Let not the Companies of gods fail us, like Dawns that float away,

Like cows who leave the niggardly. (8)

Let not the sinful tyranny of any fiercely hating foe

Smite us, as billows smite a ship. (9)

Agni, God, the people sing reverent praise to you for strength:

With terrors trouble you the foe. (10)

Will you not, Agni, lend us aid in winning cattle, winning wealth?

Maker of room, make room for us. (11)

In this great battle cast us not aside as one who bears a load:

Snatch up the wealih and win it all. (12)

Agni, let this plague pursue and fright another and not us:

Make our impetuous strength more strong. (13)

The reverent or unwearied man whose holy labour he accepts,

Him Agni favours with success. (14)

Abandoning the foeman's host pass here to this company:

Assist the men with whom I stand. (15)

As we have known your gracious help, as of a Father, long ago,

So now we pray to you for bliss.

65 - Indra

I. NOT to forsake me, I invoke this Indra girt by Maruts,

lord Of magic power who rules with might. (1)

This Indra with his Marut Friends clave into pieces Vritra's bead

With hundred-knotted thunderbolt. (2)

Indra, with Marut Friends grown strong, has rent asunder Vritra, and

Released the waters of the sea. (3)

This is that Indra who, begirt by Maruts, won the light of heaven

That he might drink the soma juice. (4)

Mighty, impetuous, begirt by Maruts, him who loudly roars,

Indra we invocate with songs. (5)

Indra begirt by Maruts we invoke after the ancient plan,

That he may drink the soma juice. (6)

liberal Indra, Marut-girt, much-lauded Satakratu, drink

The soma at this sacrifice. (7)

To you, Indra, Marut-girt, these soma juices, Thunderer!

Are offered from the heart with lauds. (8)

Drink, Indra, with your Marut Friends, pressed Soma at the morning rites,

Whetting your thunderbolt with strength. (9)

Arising in your might, your jaws you shookest, Indra, having quaffed

The soma which the mortar pressed. (10)

Indra, both worlds complained to you when uttering your fearful roar,

What time you smote Dasyus dead. (11)

From Indra have I measured out a song eight-footed with nine parts,

Delicate, faithful. to the Law.

66 - Indra

SCARCELY was Satakratu, born when of his Mother he inquired,

Who are the mighty? Who are famed? (1)

Then Savassi declared to him Aurnavabha, Ahisuva:

Son, these be they you must overthrow (2)

The Vritra-slayer smote them all as spokes are hammered into naves:

The Dasyu-killer waxed in might. (3)

Then Indra at a single draught drank the contents of thirty pails,

Pails that were filled with soma juice. (4)

Indra in groundless realms of space pierced the Gandharva through, that he

Might make Brahmans' strength increase. (5)

Down from the mountains Indra shot here his well-directed shaft:

He gained the ready brew of rice. (6)

One only is that shaft of yours, with thousand feathers, hundred barbs,

Which, Indra, you have made your friend. (7)

Strong as the gbhus at your birth, therewith to those who praise you, men,

And women, bring you food to eat. (8)

By you these exploits were achieved, the mightiest deeds, abundantly:

Firm in your heare you settest them. (9)

All these things Vishnu brought, the lord of ample stride whom you had sent-

A hundred buffaloes, a brew of rice and milk: and Indra, slew the ravening boar (10)

Most deadly is your bow, successful, fashioned well: good is your arrow, decked with gold.

Warlike and well equipped your arms are, which increase sweetness for him who drinks the sweet.

67 - Indra

Bring us a thousand, Indra, as our guerdon for the soma juice:

Hundreds of cows, hero, bring. (1)

Bring cattle, bring us ornament, bring us embellishment and steeds,

Give us, besides, two rings of gold. (2)

And, Bold One, bring in ample store rich jewels to adorn thi; ear,

For you, good lord, are far renowned. (3)

None other is there for the priest, hero! but you, to give him gifts,

To win much spoil and prosper him. (4)

Indra can never be brought low, Sakra can never be subdued:

He hears and beholds all. (5)

He spis out the wrath of man, he who can never be deceived:

Before blame can come he marks it. (6)

He has his stomach full of might, the Vritra-slayer, Conqueror,

The soma-drinker, ordering all. (7)

In you all treasures are combined, Soma all blessed things in you,

Uninjured, easy to bestow. (8)

To you speeds forth my hope that craves the gift of corn, and cows and gold,

Yea, craving horses, speeds to you. (9)

Indra, through hope in you alone even this sickle do I grasp.

Fill my hand, Maghavan, with all that it can hold of barley cut or gathered up.

68 - Soma

This here is Soma, never restrained, active, all-conquering bursting forth,

rishi and Sage by sapience, (1)

All that is bare he covers over, all that is sick he medicines;

The blind man sees, the cripple walks. (2)

You, Soma, give wide defence against the hate of alien men,

Hatreds that waste and weaken us. (3)

You by your insight and your skill, Impetuous One, from heaven and earth

Drivest the sinner's enmity. (4)

When to their task they come with zeal, may they obtain the Giver's grace,

And satisfy his wish who thirsts. (5)

So may he find what erst was lost, so may be speed the pious man,

And lengthen his remaining life. (6)

Gracious, displaying tender love, unconquered, gentle in your thoughts,

Be sweet, Soma, to our heart. (7)

Soma, terrify us not; strike us not with alarm, king:

Wound not our heart with dazzling flame. (8)

When in my dwelling-place I see the wicked enemies of gods,

King, chase their hatred far away, you Bounteous One, dispel our foes.

69 - Indra

Sarakratu! truely I have made none else my Comforter.

Indra; be gracious to us. (1)

You who have ever aided us kindly of old to win the spoil,

As such, Indra, favour us. (2)

What now? As prompter of the poor you help him who sheds the juice.

Will you not, Indra, strengthen us? (3)

Indra, help our chariot on, yea, Thunderer, though it lag behind:

Give this my car the foremost place. (4)

Ho there! why sit you at case? Make you my chariot to be first

And bring the fame of victory near. (5)

Assist our car that seeks the prize. What can be easier for you?

So make us victorious. (6)

Indra, be firm: a fort are you. To your appointed place proceeds

The auspicious hymn in season due. (7)

Let not our portion be disgrace. Broad is the course, the prize is set,

The barriers are opened wide. (8)

This thing we wish. that you may take your fourth, your sacrificial name.

So are you held to be our lord. (9)

Ekadyu has exalted you, immortals: both Goddesses and gods has he delighted.

Bestow upon him bounty meet for praises. May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and early.

70 - Indra

Indra, God of the mighty arm, gather for us with your right hand

Manifold and nutritious spoil. (1)

We know you mighty in your deeds, of mighty bounty, mighty wealth,

Mighty in measure, prompt to aid. (2)

Hero, when you are fain to give, neither may gods nor mortal men

Restrain you like a fearful Bull. (3)

Come, let us glorify Indra, lord supreme of wealth, self-ruling king:

In bounty may he harm us not. (4)

Let prelude sound and following chant so let him hear the Saman sung,

And with his bounty answer us. (5)

Indra, with your right hand bring, and with your left remember us.

Let us not lose our share of wealth. (6)

Come nigh, Bold One, boldly bring here the riches of the churl

Who givs least of all the folk. (7)

Indra, the booty which you have with holy singers to receive,

Even that booty win with us. (8)

Indra, your swiftly-coming spoil, the booty which rejoices all,

Sounds quick in concert with our hopes.

71 - Indra

HASTE forward to us from afar, or, Vritra-slayer, from anear,

To meet the offering to the meath. (1)

Strong are the soma-draughts; come nigh: the juices fill you with delight:

Drink boldly even as you are wont'. (2)

Joy, Indra, in the strengthening food et it content your wish and thought,

And be delightful to your heart. (3)

Come to us you who have no foe: we call you down to hymns of praise,

In heaven's sublimest realm of light. (4)

This Soma here expressed with stones and dressed with milk for your carouse,

Indra, is offered up to you. (5)

Graciously, Indra, hear my call. Come and obtain the draught, and sate

Yourself with juices blent with milk. (6)

The soma, Indra, which is shed in chalices and vats for you,

Drink you, for you are lord thereof. (7)

The soma seen within themats, as in the flood the Moon is seen,

Drink you, for you are lord thereof. (8)

That which the Hawk brought in his claw, inviolate, through the air to you,

Drink you, for you are lord thereof.

72 - Visvedevas

We choose to ourselves that high protection of the mighty gods

That it may help and succour us. (1)

May they be ever our allies, Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman,

Far-seeing gods who prosper us. (2)

You furtherers of holy Law, transport us safe over many woes,

As over water-floods in ships. (3)

Dear wealth be Aryaman to us, Varuna dear wealth meet for praise:

Dear wealth we choose to ourselves. (4)

For Sovrans of dear wealth are you, Adityas, not of sinner's wealth,

You sapient gods who slay the foe. (5)

We in our homes, you Baunteous ones, and while we journey on the road,

Invoke you, gods, to prosper us. (6)

Regard us, Indra, Vishnu, here, you Asvins and the Marut host,

Us who are kith and kin to you. (7)

You Bounteous ones, from time of old we here set forth our brotherhood,

Our kinship in. the Mother's womb. (8)

Then come with Indra for your chief, as early day, you Bounteous gods

Yea, 1 address you now for this.

73 - Agni

Agni, your dearest Guest, I laud, him who is loving as a friend,

Who brings us riches like a car. (1)

Whom as a far-foreseeing Sage the gods have, from the olden time,

Established among mortal men. (2)

Do you, Most Youthful God, protect the men who offer, hear their songs,

And of yourself preserve their seed. (3)

What is the praise wherewith, God, Afigiras, Agni, son of strength,

We, after your own wish and thought, (4)

May serve you, you Child of Power, and with what sacrifice's plan?

What prayer shall I now speak to you? (5)

Our God, make all of us to dwell in happy habitations, and

Reward our songs with spoil and wealth. (6)

lord of the house, what plenty fills the songs which you inspirest now,

You whose hymn helps to win the cows? (7)

Hirn Wise and Strong they glorify, the foremost Champion in the fray,

And mighty in his dwelling-place. (8)

Agni, he dwells in rest and peace who smites and no one smites again:

With hero sons he prospers well

74 - Asvins

To this mine invocation, you Asvins, you Nasatyas, come,

To drink the savoury soma juice. (1)

This laud of mine, you Asvins Twain, and this mine invitation hear,

To drink the savoury soma juice. (2)

Here Krsna is invoking you, Asvins, lords of ample wealth.

To drink the savoury soma juice. (3)

List, heroes, to the singer's call, the call of Krsna lauding you,

To drink the savoury soma juice. (4)

Chiefs, to the sage who sings your praise grant an inviolable home,

To drink the savoury soma juice. (5)

Come to the worshipper's abode, Asvins, who here is lauding you,

To drink the savoury soma juice. (6)

Yoke to the firmly jointed car the ass which draws you, lords of wealth.

To drink the savoury soma juice. (7)

Come here, Asvins, on your car of triple form with triple seat,

To drink the savoury soma juice. (8)

Asvins, Nasatyas, now accept with favouring grace my songs,

To drink the savoury soma juice.

75 - Asvins

You Twain are wondrous strong, well-skilled in arts that heal, both bringers of delight, you both won Daksa's praise.

Visvaka calls on you as such to save his life. Break you not off our friendship, come and set me free. (1)

How shall he praise you now who is distraught in mind? You Twain give wisdom for the gainof what is good.

Visvaka calls on you as such to save his life. Break you not off our friendship, come and set me free. (2)

Already have you Twain, possessors of great wealth, prospered Visnapu thus for gain of what is good.

Visvaka calls on you as such to save his life. Break you not off our friendship, come and set me free. (3)

And that Impetuous hero, winner of the spoil, though he is far away, we call to succour us,

Whose gracious favour, like a father's, is most sweet. Break you not off our friendship, come and set me free. (4)

About the holy Law toils Savitar the god the horn of holy Law has he spread far and wide.

The holy Law has quelled even mighty men of war. Break you not off our friendship, come and act me free.

76 - Asvins

SPLENDID, Asvins, is your praise. Come fountain-like, to pour the stream.

Of the sweet juice effused-dear is it, Chiefs, in heaven-drink like two wild bulls at a pool. (1)

Drink the libation rich in sweets, Asvins Twain: sit. heroes, on the sacred grass.

Do you with joyful heart in the abode of man preserve his life by means of wealth. (2)

The Priyamedhas bid you come with all the succours that are yours.

Come to his house whose holy grass is trimmed, to dear sacrifice at the morning rites. (3)

Drink you the soma rich in meath, you Asvins Twain: sit gladly on the sacred grass.

So, waxen mighty, to our eulogy from heaven come you as wild-bulls to the pool. (4)

Come to us, you Asvins, now with steeds of many a varied hue,

You lords of splendour, wondrous, borne on paths of gold, drink Soma, you who strengthen Law. (5)

For we the priestly singers, fain to hymn your praise, invoke you for the gain of strength.

So, wondrous, fair, and famed for great deeds come to us, through our hymn, Asvins, when you hear.

77 - Indra

As cows low to their calves in stalls, so with our songs we glorify

This Indra, even your Wondrous God who checks attack, who joys in the delicious juice. (1)

Celestial, bounteous Giver, girt about with might, rich, mountain-like, in precious things,

Him swift we seek. for foodful booty rich in cows, brought hundredfold and thousandfold. (2)

Indra, the strong and lofty hills are powerless to bar your way.

None stay that act of yours when you wouldst fain give wealth to one like me who sings your praise. (3)

A Warrior you by strength, wisdom, and wondrous deed, in might excel all that is.

Here may this our hymn attract you to our help, the hymn which Gotamas have made. (4)

For in your might you stretchest out beyond the boundaries of heaven.

The earthly region, Indra, comprehends you not. After your Godhead have you waxed. (5)

When, Maghavan, you honourest the worshipper, no one is there to stay your wealth.

Most liberal Giver you, do you inspire our song of praise, that we may win the spoil.

78 - Indra

To Indra sing the lofty hymn, Maruts that slays the Vritras best.

Whereby the holy ones created for the god the light divine that ever wakes. (1)

Indra who quells the curse blew curses far away, and then in splendour came to us.

Indra, refulgent with your Marut host! the gods strove eagerly to win your love. (2)

Sing to your lofty Indra, sing, Maruts, a holy hymn of praise.

Let Satakratu, Vritra-slayer, kill the foe with hundred-knotted thunderbolt. (3)

Aim and fetch boldly forth, you whose heart is bold: great glory will be your thereby.

In rapid torrent let the mother waters spread. Slay Vritra, win the light of heaven. (4)

When you, unequalled Maghavan, wast born to smite the Vritras dead,

You spreadest out the spacious earth and did support and prop the heavens. (5)

Theri was the sacrifice produced for you, the laud, and song of joy,

You in your might surpassest all, all that now is and yet shall be. (6)

Raw cows you filledst with ripe milk. You made Surya rise to heaven.,

Heat him as milk is heated with pure Sama hymns, great joy to him who loves the song.

79 - Indra

MAY Indra, who in every fight must be invoked, be near to us.

May the most mighty Vritra-slayer, meet for praise, come to libations and to hymns. (1)

You are the best of all in sending bounteous gifts, true are you, lordly in your act.

We claim alliance with the very Glorious One, yea, with the mighty Son of strength. (2)

Prayers unsurpassed are offered up to you the Lover of the song.

Indra, lord of bay steeds, accept these fitting hymns, hymns which we have thought out for you. (3)

For you, Maghavan, are truthful, never subdued and bringest many a Vritra low.

As such, mightiest lord, Wielder of Thunder, send wealth here to the worshipper. (4)

Indra, you are far-renowned, impetuous, lord of strength.

Alone you slayest with the guardian of mankind resistless never-conquered foes. (5)

As such we seek you now, asura, you most wise, craving your bounty as our share.

Thy sheltering defence is like a mighty cloak. So may your glories reach to us.

80 - Indra

DOWN to the stream a maiden came, and found the soma by the way.

Bearing it to her home she said, For Indra will I press you out, for Sakra will I press you out. (1)

You roaming yonder, little man, beholding every house in turn,

Drink you this Soma pressed with teeth, accompanied with grain and curds, with cake of meal and song of praise. (2)

Fain would we learn to know you well, nor yet can we attain to you.

Still slowly and in gradual drops, Indu, to Indra flow. (3)

Will he not help and work for us? Will he not make us wealthier?

Shall we not, hostile to our lord, unite ourselves to Indra now? (4)

Indra, cause to sprout again three places, these which I declare,

My father's head, his cultured field, and this the part below my waist. (5)

Make all of these grow crops of hair, you cultivated field of ours,

My body, and my father's head. (6)

Cleansing Apala, Indra! thrice, you gave sunlike skin to her,

Drawn, Satakratu! through the hole of car, of wagon, and of yoke.

81 - Indra

INVITE you Indra with a song to drink your draught of soma juice,

All-conquering Satakratu, most munificent of all who live. (1)

Lauded by many, much-invoked, leader of song, renowned of old:

His name is Indra, tell it forth. (2)

Indra the Dancer be to us the giver of abundant strength:

May he, the mighty, bring it near. (3)

Indra whose jaws are strong has drunk of worshipping Sudaksa's draught,

The soma juice with barley mixt. (4)

Call Indra loudly with your songs of praise to drink the soma juice.

For this is what augments his stiength. (5)

When he has drqnk its gladdening drops, the god with vigour of a god

Has far surpassed all things that are. (6)

You speedest down to succour us this ever-conquering God of yours,

Him who is drawn to all our songs (7)

The Warrior not to he restrained, the soma-drinker never overthrown,

The Chieftain of resistless might. (8)

Indra, send us riches, you Omniscient, worthy of our praise:

Help us in the decisive fray. (9)

Even thence, Indra, come to us with food that gives a hundred powers,

With food that gives a thousand powers. (10)

We sought the wisdom of the wise. Sakra, Kine-giver, Thunder-armed!

May we with steeds overcome in fight. (11)

We make you, Satakratu, find enjoyment in the songs we sing.

Like cattle in the pasture lands. (12)

For, Satakratu, Thunder-armed, all that we craved, as men are wont,

All that we hoped, have we attained. (13)

Those, son of strength, are come to you who cherish wishes in their hearts

Indra, none excells you. (14)

So, hero, guard us with your care, with your most liberal providence,

Speedy, and terrible to foes. (15)

Satakratu Indra, now rejoice with that carouse of yours

Which is most splendid of them all (16)

Even, Indra, that carouse which slays the Vritras best, most widely famed,

Best giver of your power and might. (17)

For that which is your gift we know, true Soma-drinker, Thunder-armed,

Mighty One, amid all the folk. (18)

For Indra, Lover of Carouse, loud be our songs about the juice:

Let poets sing the song of praise. (19)

We summon Indra to the draught, irl whom all glories rest, in whom

The seven communities rejoice. (20)

At the Trikadrukas the gods span sacrifice that stirs the mind:

Let our songs aid and prosper it. (21)

Let the drops pass within you as the rivers flow into the sea:

fndra, nothing excells you. (22)

You, wakeful hero, by your might have taken food of soma juice,

Which, Indra, is within you now. (23)

Indra, Vritra-slayer, let Soma be ready for your maw,

The drops be ready for your forms. (24)

Now Srutakaksa sings his song that cattle and the steed may come,

That Indra's very self may come. (25)

Here, Indra, you are ready by our soma juices shed for you,

Sakra, at hand that you may give. (26)

Even from far away our songs reach you, Caster of the stone:

May we come very close to you. (27)

For so you are the hero's Friend, a hero, too, are you, and strong:

So may your heart be won to us. (28)

So has the offering, wealthiest lord, been paid by all the worshippers:

So dwell you, Indra, even with me. (29)

Be not you like a slothfid priest, lord of spoil and wealth: rejoice

In the pressed Soma blent with milk. (30)

Indra, let not ill designs surround us in the sunbeams' light:

This may we gain with you for Friend. (31)

With you to help us, Indra, let us answer all our enemies:

For you are ours and we are your. (32)

Indra, the poets and your friends, faithful to you, shall loudly sing

Thy praises as they follow you.

82 - Indra

SURYA, you mount up to meet the hero famous for his wealth,

Who hurls the bolt and works for man (1)

Him who with might of both his arms brake nine-and-ninety castles down,

Slew Vritra and smote Ahi dead. (2)

This Indra is our gracious Friend. He sends us in a full broad stream

Riches in horses, cows, and corn. (3)

Whatever, Vritra-slayer! you, Surya, have risen upon today,

Tbat, Indra, all is in your power. (4)

When, mighty One, lord of the brave, you thinkest thus, I shall not die,

That thought of yours is true indeed. (5)

You, Indra, go to all Soma libations shed for you,

Both far away and near at hand. (6)

We make this Indra very strong to strike the mighty Vritra dead:

A vigorous hero shall he be. (7)

Indra was made for giving, set, most mighty, over the joyous draught.

Bright, meet for Soma, famed in song. (8)

By song as 'twere, the powerful bolt which none may parry was prepared

Lofty, invincible he grew. (9)

Indra, song-lover, lauded, make even in the wilds fair ways for us,

Whenever, Maghavan, you will. (10)

You whose commandment and behest of sovran sway none disregards,

Neither audacious man nor God. (11)

And both these goddesses, Earth, Heaven, lord of the beauteous helm! revere

Thy might which no one may resist. (12)

You in the black cows and the red and in the cows with spotted skin

This white milk have deposited. (13)

When in their terror all the gods shrank from the Dragon's furious might,

Fear of the monster fell on them. (14)

Then he was my Defender, then, Invincible, whose foe is not,

The Vritra-slayer showed his might. (15)

Him your best Vritra-slayer, him the famous Champion of mankind

I urge to great munificence, (16)

To come, Much-lauded! Many-named with this same thought that longs for milk,

Whenever the soma juice is shed. (17)

Much-honoured by libations, may the Vritra-slayer wake for us:

May Sakra listen to our prayers. (18)

Hero, with that aid do you delight us, with what succour bring

Riches to those who worship you? (19)

With whose libation joys the strong, the hero with his team who quells

The foe, to drink the soma juice? (20)

Rejoicing in your spirit bring thousandfold opulence to us:

Enrich your votary with gifts. (21)

These juices with their wedded wives flow to enjoyment lovingly:

To waters speeds the restless one. (22)

Presented strengthening gifts have sent Indra away at sacrifice,

With might, onto the cleansing bath. (23)

These two who share his feast, bay steeds with golden manes, shall bring him to

The banquet that is laid for him. (24)

For you, lord of Light, are shed these soma-drps, and grass is strewn

Bring Indra to his worshippers. (25)

May Indra give you skill, and lights of heaven, wealth to his votary

And priests who praise him: laud you him. (26)

Satakratu, wondrous strength and all our lauds I bring to you:

Be gracious to your worshippers. (27)

Bring to us all things excellent, Satakratu, food and strength:

For, Indra, you are kind to us.

2§ Satakratu, bring to us all blessings, all felicity:

Fbr, Indra, you are kind to us. (29)

Bearing the soma juice we call, best Vritra-slayer, to you:

For, Indra, you are kind to us. (30)

Come, lord of rapturous, joys, to our libation with your bay steeds, come

To our libation with your steeds. (31)

Known as best Vritra-slayer erst, as Indra Satakratu, come

With bay steeds to the juice we shed. (32)

Vritra-slayer, you are he who drinks these drops of Soma: come

With bay steeds to the juice we shed. (33)

May Indra give, to aid us, wealth handy that rules the skilful ones:

Yea, may the strong give potent wealth.

83 - Maruts

The Cow, the famous Mother of the wealthy Maruts, pours her milk:

Both horses of the cars are yoked,- (1)

She in whose bosom all the gods, and Sun and Moon for men to see,

Maintain their everlasting Laws. (2)

This all the pious sing to us, and sacred poets evermore:

The Maruts to the soma-draught (3)

Here is the soma ready pressed of this the Maruts drink, of this

Self-luminous the Asvins drink. (4)

Of this, moreover, purified, set in three places, procreant,

Drink Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman. (5)

And Indra, like the herald priest, desirous of the milky juice,

At early morn will quaff thereof. (6)

When have the Princes gleamed and shone through waters as through troops of foes'?

When hasten they whose might ispure? (7)

What favour do I claim this day of you

great Deities, you who are

Wondrously splendid in yourselves? (8)

I call, to drink the soma, those Maruts who spread all realms of earth

And luminous regions of the sky. (9)

You, even such, pure in your might, you, you Maruts, I invoke

From heaven to drink this Somajuice. (10)

The Maruts, those who have sustained and propped the heavens and earth apart,

I call to drink this soma juice. (11)

That vigorous band of Maruts that abidetb in the mountains, I

Invoke to drink this soma juice.

84 - Indra

SONG-LOVER! like a charioteer come songs to you when Soma flows.

Indra, they have called to you as mother-cows to their calves. (1)

Bright juices bitherward have sped you, Indra, Lover of the song.

Drink, Indra, of this flowing sap: in every house it is set for you. (2)

Drink Soma to inspirit you, juice, Indra, which the falcon brought:

For you are king and Sovran lord of all the families of men. (3)

Indra, hear Tirasci's call, the call of him who servs you.

Satisfy him with wealth of cows and valiant offspring: Great are you. (4)

For he, Indra, has produced for you the newest gladdening song,

A hymn that springs from careful thought, ancient, and full of sacred truth. (5)

That Indra will we laud whom songs and hymns of praise have magnified.

Striving to win, we celebrate his many deeds of hero might. (6)

Come now and let us glorify pure Indra with pure Sama hymns.

Let the pure milky draught delight him strengthened by pure songs of praise. (7)

Indra, come you pure to us, with pure assistance, pure yourself.

Pure, send you riches down to us, and, meet for Soma, pure, be glad. (8)

Indra, pure, vouchsafe us wealth, and, pure, enrich the worshipper.

Pure, you do strike the Vritras dead, and strivest, pure, to win the spoil.

85 - Indra

For him the Mornings made their courses longer, and Nights with pleasant voices spake to Indra.

For him the Floods stood still, the seven Mothers, streams easy for the heroes to pass over. (1)

The Darter penetrated, though in trouble, thrice-seven close-pressed ridges of the mountains.

Neither might God nor mortal man accomplish what the strong hero wrought in full-grown vigour. (2)

The mightiest force is Indra's bolt of iron when firmly grasped in both the arms of Indra.

His head and mouth have powers that pass all others, and all his people hasten near to listen. (3)

I count you as the Holiest of the holy, the caster-down of what has never been shaken.

I count you as the Banner of the heroes, I count you as the Chief of all men living. (4)

What time, Indra, in your arms you tookest your wildly rushing bolt to Slay the Dragon,

The mountains roared, the cattle loudly bellowed, the Brahmans with their hymns drew nigh to Indra. (5)

Let us praise him who made these worlds and creatures, all things that after him sprang into being.

May we win Mitra with our songs, and Indra, and. wait upon our lord with adoration. (6)

Flying in terror from the snort of Vritra, all Deities who were your friends forsook you.

So, Indra, be your friendship with the Maruts: in all these battles you shall be the victor. (7)

Thrice-sixty Maruts, waxing strong, were with you, like piles of beaming light, worthy of worship.

We come to you: grant us a happy portion. Let us adore your might with this oblation. (8)

A sharpened weapon is the host of Maruts. Who, Indra, dares withstand your bolt of thunder?

Weaponless are the asuras, the godless: scatter them with your wheel, Impetuous hero. (9)

To him the strong and mighty, most auspicious, send up the beAuteous hymn for sake of cattle.

Lay oa his body many songs for Indra invoked with song, for will not he regard. them? (10)

To him, the mighty, who accepts laudation, send forth your thought as by a boat over rivers,

Stir with your hymn the body of the Famous and Dearest One, for will not he regard it? (11)

Serve him with gifts of yours which Indra welcomes: praise with fair praise, invite him with your homage.

Draw near, singer, and refrain from outcry. Make your voice heard, for will not he regard it? (12)

The Black Drop sank in Amsumati's bosom, advancing with ten thousand round about it.

Indra with might longed for it as it panted: the hero-hearted laid aside his weapons. (13)

I saw the Drop in the far distance moving, on the slope bank of Amsumati's river,

Like a black cloud that sank into the water. Heroes, I send you forth. Go, fight in battle. (14)

And then the Drop in Amsumati's bosom, splendid with light, assumed its proper body;

And Indra, with Brhaspati to aid him, conquered the godless tribes that came against him. (15)

Then, at your birth, you wast the foeman, Indra, of those the seven who never had met a rival.

The hidden Pair, the Heaven and Earth, you foundest, and to the mighty worlds you gave pleasure. (16)

So, Thunder-armed! you with your bolt of thunder did boldly smite that power which none might equal;

With weapons brought low the migbt of Susna, and, Indra, foundest by your strength the cattle. (17)

Then wast you, Chieftain of all living mortals, the very mighty slayer of the Vritras.

Then did you set the obstructed rivers flowing, and win the floods that were enthralled by Dasas. (18)

Most wise is he, rejoicing in libations, splendid as day, resistless in his anger.

He only does great deeds, the only hero, sole Vritra-slayer he, with none beside him. (19)

Indra is Vritra's slayer, man's sustainer: he must be called; with fair praise let us call him.

Maghavan is our Helper, our Protector, giver of spoil and wealth to make us famous. (20)

This Indra, Vritra-slayer, this Ribhuksan, even at his birth, was meet for invocation.

Doer of many deeds for man's advantage, like Soma quaffed, for friends we must invoke him.

86 - Indra

Indra, lord of Light, what joys you brought from the asuras,

Prosper therewith, Maghavan, him who lauds that deed, and those whose grass is trimmed for you. (1)

The unwasting share of steeds and cows which, Indra, you have fast secured,

Grant to the worshipper who presses Soma and gives guerdon, not to the churl. (2)

The riteless, godless man who sleeps, Indra, his unbroken steep,

May he by following his own devices die. Hide from him wealth that nourishes. (3)

Whether, Sakra, you be far, or, Vritra-slayer, near at hand,

Thence by heaven-reaching songs he who has pressed the juice invites you with your long-maned steeds. (4)

Whether you are in heaven's bright sphere, or in the basin of the sea;

Whether, chief Vritra-slayer, in some place on earth, or in the firmament, approach. (5)

You Soma-drinker, lord of strength, beside our flowing soma juice

Delight us with your bounty rich in pleasantness, Indra, with abundant wealth. (6)

Indra, turn us not away: be the companion of our feast.

For you are our protection, yea, you are our kin: Indra, turn us not away. (7)

Sit down with us, Indra, sit beside the juice to drink the meath.

Show forth great favour to the singer, Maghavan; Indra, with us, beside the juice. (8)

Caster of the stone, nor gods nor mortals have attained to you.

You in your might surpassest all that has been made: the gods have not attained to you. (9)

Of one accord they made and formed for kingship Indra, the hero who in all encounters overcometh,

Most eminent for power, destroyer in the conflict, fierce and exceeding strong, stalwart and full of vigour. (10)

Bards joined in song to Indra so that he might drink the soma juice,

The lord of Light, that he whose laws stand fast might aid with power and with the help he gives. (11)

Tle holy sages form a ring, looking and singing to the Ram.

Inciters, full of vigour, not to he deceived, are with the chanters, nigh to bear. (12)

Loudly I call that Indra, Maghavan the mighty, who evermore possesses power, ever resistless.

holy, most liberal, may he lead us on to riches, and, Thunder-armed, make all our pathways pleasant for us. (13)

You know well, Sakra, you Most Potent, with your strength, Indra, to destroy these castles.

Before you, Thunder-armed! all beings tremble: the heavens and earth before you shake with terror, (14)

May your truth, Indra, Wondrous hero be my guard: bear me over much woe, Thunderer! as over floods.

When, Indra, will you honour us with opulence, all-nourishing and much-tobe. desired, king?

87 - Indra

To Indra sing a Sama hymn, a lofty song to Lofty Sage,

To him who guards the Law, inspired, and fain for praise. (1)

You, Indra, are the Conqueror: you gave splendour to the sun.

Maker of all things, you are mighty and All-God. (2)

Radiant with light you wentest to the sky, the luminous realm of heaven.

ne Deities, Indra strove to win you for their Friend. (3)

Come to us, Indra, dear, still conquering, unconcealable,

Vast as a mountain spread on all sides, lord of Heaven. (4)

truthful Soma-drinker, you are mightier than both the worlds.

You strengthenest him who pours libation, lord of Heaven. (5)

For you are he, Indra, wiio storms all castles of the foe,

Slayer of Dasyus, man's Supporter, lord of Heaven. (6)

Now have we, Indra, Friend of Song, sent our great wishes forth to you,

Coming like floods that follow floods. (7)

As rivers swell the ocean, so, hero, our prayers increase your might,

Though of yourself, Thunderer, waxing day by day. (8)

With holy song mey bind to the broad wide-yoked car the bay steeds of the rapid God,

Bearers of Indra, yoked by word. (9)

Indra, bring great strength to us, bring valour, Satakratu, you most active, bring

A hero conquering in war. (10)

For, gracious Satakratu, you have ever been a Mother and a sire to us,

So now for bliss we pray to you. (11)

To you, strong, Much-invoked, who show forth your strength, Satakratu, do I speak:

So grant us heroic strength.

88 - Indra

THUNDERER, zealous worshippers gave you drink this time yesterday.

So, Indra, listen here to those who bring the laud: come near to our dwellingplace. (1)

lord of bay steeds, fair-helmed, rejoice you: this we crave. Here the disposers wait on you.

Thy loftiest glories claim our lauds beside the juice, Indra, Lover of the song. (2)

Turning, as 'twere, to meet the sun, enjoy from Indra all good things.

When he who will be born is born with power we look to treasures as our heritage. (3)

Praise him who sends us wealth, whose bounties injure none: good are the gifts which Indra. grants.

He is not worth with one who satisfies his wish: he turns his mind to giving boons. (4)

You in your battles, Indra, are subduer of all hostile bands.

Father are you, aIl-conquering, cancelling the curse, you victor of the vanquisher. (5)

The Earth and Heaven clung close to your victorious might as to their calf two mother-cows.

When you attackest Vritra all the hostile bands shrink and faint, Indra, at your wrath. (6)

Bring to your aid the Eternal One, who shoots and none may shoot at him,

Inciter, swift, victorious, best of Charioteers. Tugrya's unvanquished Strengthener; (7)

Arranger of things unarranged, e'en Satakratu, source of might,

Indra, the Friend of all, for succour we invoke, Guardian of treasure, sendjng wealth.

89 - Indra. Vak

I MOVE before you here present in person, and all the Deities follow behind me.

When, Indra, you securest me my portion, with me you shall perform heroic actions. (1)

The food of meath in foremost place I give you, your Soma shall be pressed, your share appointed.

You on my right shall be my friend and comrade: then shall we two smite dead full many a foeman. (2)

Striving for strength bring forth a laud to Indra, a truthful hymn if he in truth existeth.

One and another say, There is no Indra. Who has beheld him? Whom then shall we honour? (3)

Here am I, look upon me here, singer. All that exists 1 surpass in greatness.

The holy Law's commandments make me mighty. Rending with strength I rend the worlds asunder. (4)

When the Law's lovers mounted and ap. proached me as 1 sate lone upon the dear sky's summit.

Then spake my spirit to the heart within me, My friends have cried to me with their children. (5)

All these your deeds must be declared at Soma-feasts, wrought, Indra, Bounteous lord, for him who sheds the juice,

When you did open wealth heaped up by many, brought from far away to Sarablia, the rishi's kin. (6)

Now run you forth your several ways: he is not here who kept you back.

For has not Indra sunk his bolt deep down in Vritra's vital part? (7)

On-rushing with the speed of thought within the iron fort he pressed:

The falcon went to heaven and brought the soma to the thunderer. (8)

Deep in the ocean lies the bolt with waters compassed round about,

And in continuous onward flow the floods their tribute bring to it. (9)

When, uttering words which no one comprehended, Vak, Queen of gods, the Gladdener, was seated,

The heaven's four regions drew forth drink and vigour: now where has her noblest portion vanished? (10)

The Deities generated Vak the goddess, and animals of every figure speak her.

May she, the Gladdener, yielding food and vigour, the Milch-cow Vak, approach us meetly lauded. (11)

Step forth with wider stride, my comrade Vishnu; make room, Dyaus, for the leaping of the lightning.

Let us slay Vritra, let us free the rivers let them flow loosed at the command of Indra.

90 - Various

YEA, specially that mortal man has toiled for service of the gods,

Who quickly has brought near Mitra and Varuna. to share his sacrificial gifts. (1)

Supreme in sovran power, far-sighted, Chiefs and kings, most swift to hear from far away,

Both, wondrously, set them in motion as with arms, in company with Surya's beams. (2)

The rapid messenger who runs before you, Mitra-Varuna, with iron head, swift to the draught, (3)

He whom no man may question, none may summon back, who stands not still for colloquy,-

From hostile clash with him keep us safe this day: keep us in safety with your arms. (4)

To Aryaman and Mitra sing a reverent song, pious one,

A pleasant hymn that shall protect to Varuna: sing forth a laud to the kings. (5)

The true, Red Treasure they have sent, one only Son born of the Three.

They, the immortal ones, never deceived, survey the families of mortal men. (6)

My songs are lifted up, and acts most splendid are to be performed.

Come here, you Nasatyas, with accordant mind, to meet and to enjoy my gifts. (7)

lords of great wealth, when we invoke your bounty which no demon checks,

Both of you, furthering our eastward-offcred praise, come, Chiefs whom Jamadagni lauds! (8)

Come, Vayu, drawn by fair hymns, to our sacrifice that reaches heaven.

Poured on the middle of the strainingcloth, and cooked, this bright drink has been offered ilice. (9)

He comes by straightest paths, as ministering priest, to taste the sacrificial gifts.

Then, lord of harnessed teams I drink of the twofold draught, bright Soma mingled with the milk. (10)

Verily, Surya, you are great; truly, Aditya, you are great.

As you are great indeed, your greatness is admired: yea, verily, you, God, are great. (11)

Yea, Surya, you are great in fame you evermore, God, are great.

You by your greatness are the gods' High priest, divine, far-spread unconquerable light. (12)

She yonder, bending lowly down, clothed in red hues and rich in rays,

Is seen, advancing as it were with various tints, amid the ten surrounding arms. (13)

Past and gone are three mortal generations: the fourth and last into the sun has entered.

He mid the worlds his lofty place has taken. Into green plants is gone the Purifying. (14)

The Rudras' Mother, Daughter of the Vasus, centre of nectar, the Adityas' Sister-

To folk who understand will 1 proclaim it-injure not Aditi, the Cow, the sinless. (15)

Weak-minded men have as a cow adopted me who came here from the gods, a goddess,

Who, skilled in eloquence, her voice uplifteth, who stands near at hand with all devotions.

91 - Agni

LORD of the house, sage, ever young, high power of life, Agni, God,

You give to your worshipper. (1)

So with our song that prays and serves, attentive, lord of spreading light,

Agni, bring hereward the gods. (2)

For, Ever-Youthful One, with you, best Furtherer, as our ally,

We overcome, to win the spoil. (3)

As Aurva Bhrigu used, as Apnavana used, I call the pure

Agni who clothes him with the sea. (4)

I call the sage who sounds like wind, the might that like Parjanya roars,

Agni who clothes him with the sea. (5)

As Savitar's productive Power, as him who sends down bliss, I call

Agni who clothes him with the sea. (6)

Here, for powerful kirship, I call Agni, him Who prospers you,

Most frequent at our solemn rites (7)

That through this famed One's power, he may stand by us even as Tvastar comes

To the forms that must he shaped. (8)

This Agni is the lord supreme above all glories mid the gods:

May he come nigh to us with strength. (9)

Here praise you him the most renowned of all the ministering priests,

Agni, the Chief at sacrifice; (10)

Piercing, with purifying flame, enkindled in our homes, most high,

Swiftest to hear from far away. (11)

Sage, laud the mighty One who wins the spoil of victory like a steed,

And, Mitra like, unites the folk. (12)

Still turning to their aim in you, the oblation-bearer's sister hymns

Have come to you before the wind. (13)

The waters find their place in him, for whom the threefold sacred grass

Is spread unbound, unlimited. (14)

The station of the Bounteous God has, through his aid which none impair,

A pleasant aspect like the sun. (15)

Blazing with splendour, Agni, God, through pious gifts of sacred oil,

Bring you the gods and worship them. (16)

The gods as mothers brought you forth, the immortal Sage, Afigiras,

The bearer of our gifts to heaven. (17)

Wise Agni, gods established you, the seer, noblest messenger,

As bearer of our sacred gifts. (18)

No cow have I to call mine own, no axe at hand wherewith to work,

Yet what is here I bring to you. (19)

Agni, whatsoever be the fuel that we lay for you,

Be pleased therewith, Most Youthful God (20)

That which the white-ant cats away, that over which the emmet crawls-

May all of this be oil to you. (21)

When he enkindles Agni, man should with his heart attend the song:

I with the priests have kindled him.

92 - Agni

That noblest Furtherer has appeared, to whom men bring their holy works.

Our songs of praise have risen aloft to Agni who was barn to give the Arya strength. (1)

Agni of Divodasa turned, as 'twere in majesty, to the gods.

Onward he sped along the mother earth, and took his station in the height of heaven. (2)

Him before whom the people shrink when he performs his glorious deeds,

Him who wins thousands at the worship of the gods, himself, that Agni, serve with son s. (3)

The mortal man whom you wouldst lead to opulence, Vasu, he who brings you gifts.

He, Agni, wins himself a hero singing lauds, yea, one who feeds a thousand men. (4)

He with the steed wins spoil even in the fenced fort, and gains imperishable fame.

In you, lord of wealth, continually we lay all precious offerings to the gods. (5)

To him who deals out all wealth, who is the cheerful priest of men,

To him, like the first vessels filled with savoury juice, to Agni go the songs of praise. (6)

Votaries, richly-gifted, deck him with their songs, even as the steed who draws the car.

On both, strong lord of men! on child and grandson pour the bounties which our nobles give. (7)

Sing forth to him, the holy, most munificent, sublime with his refulgent glow,

To Agni, you Upastutas. (8)

Worshipped with gifts, enkindled, splendid, Maghavan shall win himself heroic fame.

And will not his most newly shown benevolence come to us with abundant strength? (9)

Priest, presser of the juice! praise now the dearest Guest of all our friends,

Agni, the driver of the cars. (10)

Who, finder-out of treasures open and concealed, brings them here, holy One;

Whose waves, as in a cataract, are hard to pass, when he, through song, would win him strength. (11)

Let not the noble Guest, Agni, be wroth with us: by many a man his praise is sung,

Good herald, skilled in sacrifice. (12)

Vasu, Agni, let not them be harmed who come in any way with lauds to you.

Even the lowly, skilled in rites, with offered gifts, seeks you for the envoy's task. (13)

Friend of the Maruts, Agni, come with Rudras to the soma-draught,

To Sobhar's fair song of praise, and be you joyful in the light. (14)

Appendix: (Book 8. Hymns 49-59. M. Müller.)

1 - Indra

T you will I sing Indra's praise who gives good gifts as well we know;

The praise of Maghavan who, rich in treasure, aids his singers with wealth thousandfold. (1)

As with a hundred hosts, he rushes boldly on, and for the offerer slays his foes.

As from a mountain flow the water-brooks, thus flow his gifts who feeds many a one. (2)

The drops effused, the gladdening draughts, Indra, Lover of the son

As waters seek the lake where they are wont to rest, fill you, for bounty, Thunderer. (3)

The matchless draught that strengthens and gives eloquence, the sweetest of the meath drink you,

That in your joy you maysi scatter your gifts over us, plenteously, even as the dust. (4)

Come quickly to our laud, urged on by Soma-pressers like a horse-

Laud, godlike Indra, which milk-cows make sweet for you: with Kanva's sons are gifts for you. (5)

With homage have we sought you as a hero, strong, preeminent, with unfailing wealth.

Thunderer, as a plenteous spring pours forth its stream, so, Indra, flow our songs to you. (6)

If now you are at sacrifice, or if you are upon the earth,

Come thence, high-thoughted! to our sacrifice with the swift, come, mighty with the mighty ones. (7)

The active, fleet-foot, tawny coursers that are your are swift to victory, like the Wind,

Wherewith you gogo round to visit Manus' seed, wherewith all heaven is visible. (8)

Indra, from you so great we crave prosperity in wealth of cows,

As, Maghavan, you favouredst Medhyatithi, and, in the fight, Nipatithi. (9)

As, Maghavan, to Kanva, Trasadasyu, and to Paktha and Dasavraja;

As, Indra, to Gosarya and Rjisvan, you vouchsafedst wealth in cows and gold.

2 - Indra

SAKRA I praise, to win his aid, far-famed, exceeding bountiful,

Who gives, as 'twere in thousands, precious wealth to him who sheds the juice and worships him. (1)

Arrows with hundred points, unconquerable, are this Indra's n-dghty arms in war.

He streams on liberal worshippers like a hill with springs, when juices poured have gladdened him. (2)

What time the flowing soma-drps have gladdened with their taste the Friend,

Like water, gracious lord! were my libations made, like milk-cows to the worshipper. (3)

To him the peerless, who is calling you to give you aid, forth flow the drops of pleasant meath.

The soloa-drops which call on you, gracious lord, have brought you to our hymn of praise. (4)

He rushes hurrying like a steed to Soma that adorns our rite,

Which hymns make sweet to you, lover of pleasant food. The call to Paura you do love. (5)

Praise the strong, grasping hero, winner of the spoil, ruling supreme oer mighty wealth.

Like a full spring, Thunderer, from your store have you poured on the worshipper evermore. (6)

Now whether you be far away, or in the heavens, or on the earth,

Indra, mighty-thoughted, harnessing your bays, come Lofty with the Lofty ones. (7)

The bays who draw your chariot, steeds who injure none, surpass the wind's impetuous strength-

With whom you silence the enemy of man, with whon; you go round the sky. (8)

gracious hero, may we learn anew to know you as you are:

As in decisive fight you help Etasa, or Vasa 'gainst Dasavraja, (9)

As, Maghavan, to Kanva at the sacred feast, to Dirghanitha your home-friend,

As to Gosarya you, stone-darter, gave wealth, give me a gold-bright stall of cows.

3 - Indra

As with Manu Samvarani, Indra, you drank soma juice,

And, Maghavan, with Nipatithi, Medbyatithi, with Pustigu and Srustigu,- (1)

T'he son of Prisadvana was Praskaniva's host, who lay decrepit and forlorn.

Aided by you the rishi Dasyave-vrka strove to obtain thousands of cows. (2)

Call here with your newest song Indra who lacks not hymns of praise,

Him who observes and knows, inspirer of the sage, him who seems eager to enjoy. (3)

He to whom they sang the seven-headed hymn, three-parted, in the loftiest place,

He sent his thunder down on all these living things, and so displayed heroic might. (4)

We invocate that Indra who bestows precious things on us.

Now do we know his newest favour; may we gain a stable that is full of cows. (5)

He whom you aidest, gracious lord, to give again, obtains great wealth to nourish him.

We with our Soma ready, Lover of the song! call, Indra Maghavan, on you. (6)

Never are you fruitless, Indra never do you desert the worshipper

But now, Maghavan, your bounty as a god is poured forth ever more and more. (7)

He who has. overtaken Krivi with his might, and silenced Susna with deathbolts,

When he supported yonder heaven and spread it out, then first the son of earth was born. (8)

Good lord of wealth is he to whom all Aryas, Dasas here belong.

Directly to you, the pious Rusama Paviru, is that wealth brought nigh. (9)

In zealous haste the singers have sung forth a song distilling oil and rich in sweets.

Riches have spread among us and heroic strength, with us are flowing soma-drops.

4 - Indra

As, Sakra, you with Manu called Vivasvan drank soma juice,

As, Indra, you did love the hymn by Trita's side, so do you joy with Ayu now. (1)

As you with Matarisvan, Medhya, Prisadhra, have cheered you Indra, with pressed juice,

Drunk Soma with Rjunas, Syumarasmi, by Dasonya's Dasasipra's side. (2)

it is he who made the lauds his own and boldly drank the soma juice,

He to whom Vishnu came striding his three wide steps, as Mitra's statutes ordered it. (3)

In whose laud you did joy, Indra, at the great deed, Satakratu, mighty One!

Seeking renown we call you as the milkers call the cow who yields abundant milk. (4)

He is our sire who gives to us, great, mighty, ruling as he wills.

Unsought, may he the strong, Rich, lord of ample wealth, give us of horses and of cows. (5)

He to whom you, good lord, give that he may give increases wealth that nourishes.

Eager for wealth we call on Indra, lord of wealth, on Satakratu with our lauds. (6)

Never are you neglectful: you guardest both races with your care.

The call on Indra, fourth Aditya! is your own. Amrita is stablished in the heavens. (7)

The offercr whom you, Indra, Lover of the song, liberal Maghavan, favourest,

As at the call of Kanva so, gracious lord, hear, you our songs and eulogy. (8)

Sung is the song of ancient time: to Indra have you said the prayer.

They have sung many a Brhati of sacrifice, poured forth the worshipper's many thoughts. (9)

Indra has tossed together mighty stores of wealth, and both the worlds, yea, and the sun.

Pure, brightly-shining, mingled with the milk, the draughts of Soma have made Indra glad.

5 - Indra

As highest of the Maghavans, preeminent among the Bulls,

Best breaker-down of forts, cows-winner, lord of wealth, we seek you, Indra Maghavan. (1)

You who subduedst Ayu, Kutsa, Atithigva, waxing daily in your might,

As such, rousing your power, we invocate you now, you Satakratu, lord of bays. (2)

The pressing-stones shall pour for us the essence of the meath of all,

Drops that have been pressed out afar among the folk, and those that have been pressed near us. (3)

Repel all enmities and keep thern far away: let all win treasure for their own.

Even among Sistas are the stalks that make you glad, where you with Soma satest you. (4)

Come, Indra, very near to us with aids of firmly-based resolve;

Come, most auspicious, with your most auspicious help, good Kinsman, with good kinsmen, come! (5)

Bless you with progeny the chief of men, the lord of heroes, victor in the fray.

Aid with your powers the men who sing you lauds and keep their spirits ever pure and bright. (6)

May we be such in battle as are surest to obtain your grace:

With holy offerings and invocations of the gods, we mean, that we may win the spoil. (7)

Yours, lord of bays, am I. Prayer longs for the spoil. Still with your help I seek the fight.

So, at the raiders' head, I, craving steeds and cows, unite myself with you alone.

6 - Indra

Indra, the poets with their hymns extol this hero might of yours:

They strengthened, loud in song, your power that drops oil. With hymns the Pauras came to you. (1)

Through piety they came to Indra for his aid, they whose libations give you joy.

As you with, Krisa and Samvarta have rejoiced, so, Indra, be you glad with us. (2)

Agreeing in your spirit, all you Deities, come nigh to us.

Vasus and Rudras shall come near to give us aid, and Maruts listen to our call. (3)

May Pusan, Vishnu, and Sarasvati befriend, and the seven Streams, this call of mine:

May Waters, Wind, the Mountains, and the Forest-lord, and Earth give ear to my cry. (4)

Indra, with your own bounteous gift, most liberal of the mighty ones,

Be our boon benefactor, Vritra-slayer, be our feast-companion for our weal. (5)

Leader of heroes, lord of battle, lead us to combat, you Most Sapient One.

High fame is theirs who win by invocations, feasts and entertainment of the gods. (6)

Our hopes rest on the Faithful One: in Indra is the people's life.

Maghavan, come nigh that you may give us aid: make plenteous food stream forth for us. (7)

You would we worship, Indra, with our songs of praise: Satakratu, be you ours.

Pour down upon Praskanva bounty vast and firm, exuberant, that shall never fail.

7 - Praskanva's Gift

Great, verily, is Indra's might. I have beheld, and here comes

Thy bounty, Dasyave-vrka! (1)

A hundred oxen white of hue are shining like the stars in heaven,

So tall, they seem to prop the sky. (2)

Bamboos a hundred, a hundred dogs, a hundred skins of beasts well-tanned,

A hundred tufts of Balbaja, four hundred red-hued mares are mine. (3)

Blest by the gods, Kinvayanas! be you who spread through life on life:

Like horses have you stridden forth. (4)

Then men extolled the team of seven not yet full-grown, its fame is great.

The dark mares rushed along the paths, so that no eye could follow them.

8 - Praskanva's Go

THY bounty, Dasyave-vrka, exhaustless has displayed itself:

Its fulness is as broad as heaven. (1)

Ten thousand Dasyave-vrka, the son of Putakrata, has

From his own wealth bestowed on me. (2)

A hundred asses has he given, a hundred head of fleecy sheep,

A hundred slaves, and wreaths besides. (3)

There also was a mare led forth, picked out for Putakrata's sake,

Not of the horses of the herd. (4)

Observant Agni has appeared, oblation-bearer with his car.

Agni with his resplendent flame has shone on high as shines the sun, has shone like Surya in theheavens.

9 - Asvins

ENDOWED, gods, with your primeval wisdom, come quickly with your chariot, you holy.

Come with your mighty powers, you Nasatyas; come here, drink you this the third libation. (1)

The truthful Deities, the Three-and-Thirty, saw you approach before the Ever-Truthful.

Accepting this our worship and libation, Asvins bright with fire, drink you the soma. (2)

Asvins, that work of yours deserves our wonder,-the Bull of heaven and earth and air's mid region;

Yea, and your thousand promises in battle, -to all of these come near and drink beside us. (3)

Here is your portion laid for you, you holy: come to these songs of ours, you Nasatyas.

Drink among us the soma full of sweetness, and with your powers assist the man who worships.

10 - Visvedevas

He whom the priests in sundry ways arranging the sacrifice, of one accord, bring here,

Who was appointed as a learned Brahman, -what is the sacrificer's knowledge of him? (1)

Kindled in many a spot, still One is Agni; Silrya is One though high over all he shineth.

Illumining this All, still One is Ushas. That which is One has into All developed. (2)

The chariot bright and radiant, treasure-laden, three-wheeled, with easy seat, and lightly rolling,

Which She of Wondrous wealth was born to harness,-this car of yours I call. Drink what remaineth.

11 - Indra-Varuna

IN offerings poured to you, Indra-Varuna, these shares of yours stream forth to glorify your state.

You haste to the libations at each sacrifice when you assist the worshipper who sheds the juice. (1)

The waters and the plants, Indra-Varuna, had efficacious vigour, and attained to might:

You who have gone beyond the path of middle air,-no godless man is worthy to be called your foe. (2)

True is your Krisa's word, Indra and Varuna: The seven holy voices pour a wave of meath.

For their sake, lords of splendour! aid the pious man who, unbewildered, keeps you ever in his thoughts. (3)

Dropping oil, sweet with Soma, pouring forth their stream, are the seven Sisters in the seat of sacrifice.

These, dropping oil, are yours, Indra-Varuna: with these enrich with gifts and help the worshipper. (4)

To our great happiness have we ascribed to these Two Bright ones truthfulness, great strength, and majesty.

Lords of splendour, aid us through the Three-times-Seven, as we pour holy oil, Indra-Varuna. (5)

What you in time of old Indra and Varuna, gave rishis revelation, thought, and power of song,

And places which the wise made, weaving sacrifice,-these through my spirit's fervid glow have I beheld., (6)

Indra-Varuna, grant to the worshippers cheerfulness void of pride, and wealth to nourish them.

Vouchsafe us food, prosperity, and progeny, and lengthen out our days that we may see long life.