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1. THE Dawn refulgent when the fire is
kindled, and the Sun rising, far diffuse their brightness.
Savitar, God, hath sentus forth to labour, each quadruped,
each biped, to be active.
2 Not interrupting heavenly ordinances,
although she minisheth human generations.
The last of endless morns that have departed, the first of
those that come, Dawn brightly shineth.
3 There in the eastern region she, Heaven's
Daughter, arrayed in garments all of light, appeareth.
Truly she fo1loweth the path of Order, nor faileth, knowing
well, the heavenly quarters.
4 Near is she seen, as 'twere the Bright
One's bosom: she showeth sweet things like a new song-singer.
She cometh like a fly awaking sleepers, of all. returning
dames most true and constant.
5 There in the east half of the watery
region the Mother of the Cows hath shown her ensign.
Wider and wider still she spreadeth onward, and filleth full
the laps of both heir Parents.
6 She, verily, exceeding vast to look on
debarreth from her light nor kin nor stranger.
Proud of her spotless form she, brightly shiming, turneth
not from the high nor froom the humble.
7 She seeketh men, as she who hath no
brother, mounting her car, as 'twere to gather riches.
Dawn, like a loving matron for her husband, smiling and well
attired, unmasks her beauty.
8 The Sister quitteth, for the elder
Sister, her place, and having looked on her departeth.
She decks her beauty, shining forth with sunbeams, like
women trooping to the festal meeting.
9 To all these Sisters who ere now have
vanished a later one each day in course succeedeth.
So, like the past, with days of happy fortune, may the new
Dawns shine forth on us with riches.
10 Rouse up, O Wealthy One, the liberal
givers; let niggard traffickers sleep on unwakened:
Shine richly, Wealthy One, on those who worship, richly,
glad.
Dawn while wasting, on the singer.
11 This young Maid from the east hath shone
upon us; she harnesseth her team of bright red oxen.
She will beam forth, the light will hasten hither, and Agni
will be present in each dwelling.
12 As the birds fly forth from their
resting places, so men with store of food rise at thy dawning.
Yea, to the liberal mortal who remaineth at home, O Goddess
Dawn, much good thou bringest.
13 Praised through my prayer be ye who
should be lauded. Ye have increased our wealth, ye Dawns who love us.
Goddesses, may we win by your good favour wealth to be told
by hundreds and by thousands.
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