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BRING for the manly host, wise and majestical, O Nodhas, for the Maruts bring
thou a pure gift.
I deck my
songs as one deft-handed, wise in mind prepares the water that hath power in
solemn rites.
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They spring to birth, the lofty Ones, the Bulls of Heaven, divine, the youths
of Rudra, free from spot and stain;
The
purifiers, shining brightly even as suns, awful of form like giants, scattering
rain-drops down.
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Young Rudras, demon-slayers, never growing old, they have waxed, even as
mountains, irresistible.
They make
all beings tremble with their mighty strength, even the very strongest, both of
earth and heaven.
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With glittering ornaments they deck them forth for show; for beauty on their
breasts they bind their chains of gold.
The lances
on their shoulders pound to pieces; they were born together, of themselves, the
Men of Heaven.
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Loud roarers, giving strength, devourers of the foe, they make the winds, they make
the lightnings with their powers.
The
restless shakers drain the udders of the sky, and ever wandering round fill the
earth full with milk.
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The bounteous Maruts with the fatness dropping milk fill full the waters which
avail in solenm rites.
They lead,
as 'twere, the Strong Horse forth, that it may rain: they milk the thundering,
the never-failing spring.
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Mighty, with wondrous power and marvellously bright, selfstrong like mountains,
ye glide swiftly on your way.
Like the
wild elephants ye eat the forests up when ye assume your strength among the
bright red flames.
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Exceeding wise they roar like lions mightily, they, all-possessing, are
beauteous as antelopes;
Stirring
the darkness with lances and spotted deer, combined as priests, with serpents'
fury through their might.
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Heroes who march in companies, befriending man, with serpents' ire through
strength, ye greet the earth and heaven.
Upon the
seats, O Maruts, of your chariots, upon the cars stands lightning visible as
light.
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Lords of all riches, dwelling in the home of wealth, endowed with mighty
vigour, singers loud of voice,
Heroes, of
powers infinite, armed with strong men's rings, the archers, they have laid the
arrow on their arms.
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They who with golden fellies make the rain increase drive forward the big
clouds like wanderers on the way.
Self-moving,
brisk, unwearied, they o'erthrow the firm; the Maruts with bright lances make
all things to reel.
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The progeny of Rudra we invoke with prayer, the brisk, the bright, the
worshipful, the active Ones
To the
strong band of Maruts cleave for happiness, the chasers of the sky, impetuous,
vigorous.
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Maruts, the man whom ye have guarded with your help, he verily in strength
surpasseth all mankind.
Spoil with
his steeds he gaineth, treasure with his men; he winneth honourable strength
and prospereth.
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O Maruts, to the worshippers give glorious strength invincible in battle,
brilliant, bringing wealth,
Praiseworthy,
known to all men. May we foster well, during a hundred winters, son and
progeny.
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Will ye then, O ye Maruts, grant us riches, durable, rich in men, defying
onslaught.
A hundred,
thousandfold, ever increasing? May he, enriched with prayer, come soon and
early.
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