HYMN XLIX. Dawn.

1 E'EN from above the sky's bright realm come, Usas, by auspicious ways:

Let red steeds bear thee to the house of him who pours the Soma, juice.

2 The chariot which thou mountest, fair of shape, O Usas light to move, -

Therewith, O Daughter of the Sky, aid men of noble fame today.

3 Bright Usas, when thy times return, all quadrupeds and bipeds stir,

And round about flock winged birds from all theboundaries of heaven.

4 Thou dawning with thy beams of light illumest all the radiant realm.

Thee, as thou art, the Kanvas, fain for wealth, have called with sacred songs.