Book, Hymn, Verse
1 1, 44, 7 | At dawn of day, at night, Usas and Savitar, the Asvins,
2 1, 44, 13| with the Asvins twain and Usas, drink the Soma juice.~ ~
3 1, 48, 1 | on us with prosperity, O Usas, Daughter of the Sky,~Dawn
4 1, 48, 2 | sped forth to lighten us.~O Usas, waken up for me the sounds
5 1, 48, 3 | 3 Usas hath dawned, and now shall
6 1, 48, 4 | names, -~The. princes who, O Usas, as thou comest near, direct
7 1, 48, 5 | 5 Like a good matron Usas comes carefully tending
8 1, 48, 8 | One, she makes the light.~Usas, the Daughter of the Sky,
9 1, 48, 9 | with thy radiant light, O Usas, Daughter of the Sky,~Bringing
10 1, 48, 11| 11 O Usas, win thyself the strength
11 1, 48, 12| Bring from the firmament, O Usas, all the Gods, that they
12 1, 48, 13| 13 May Usas whose auspicious rays are
13 1, 48, 14| protection and their help,~O Usas, graciously answer our songs
14 1, 48, 15| 15 Usas, as thou with light to day
15 1, 48, 16| all-subduing splendour, Usas, Mighty One, to strength,
16 1, 49, 1 | sky's bright realm come, Usas, by auspicious ways:~Let
17 1, 49, 2 | mountest, fair of shape, O Usas light to move, -~Therewith,
18 1, 49, 3 | 3 Bright Usas, when thy times return,
19 2, 15, 6 | his thunderbolt the car of Usas,~Rending her slow steeds
20 3, 44, 2 | 2 In love thou madest Usas glow, in love thou madest
21 3, 58, 1 | refulgence. The praise of Usas hath awoke the Asvins.~
22 3, 61 | HYMN LXI. Usas.~
23 3, 61, 1 | 1. O Usas, strong with strength, endowed
24 4, 30, 9 | Mighty One, didst crush Usas, though Daughter of the
25 4, 30, 10| 10 Then from her chariot Usas fled, affrighted, from her
26 4, 30, 11| 11 So there this car of Usas lay, broken to pieces, in
27 7, 77, 6 | 6 O Usas, nobly-born, Daughter of
28 7, 78, 1 | refulgent, wending hither, O Usas, bring the Wealth that makes
29 7, 78, 2 | priests are chaming welcome.~Usas approaches in her splendour,
30 7, 80, 1 | first awakened to welcome Usas with their songs and praises,~
31 7, 81, 3 | woke to welcome thee, O Usas, Daughter of the Sky,~Thee,
32 7, 81, 6 | Lady of sweet strains, may Usas dawn our foes away.~
33 8, 102, 2 | Illumining this All, still One is usas. That which is One hath
34 10, 73, 6 | striking down the car of Usas.~With thy beloved lofty
35 10, 138, 5 | deals fordi wounds.~Bright Usas was afraid of Indra's slaughtering
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