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1. I LAUD the
Heroes Twain, this heaven's Controllers: singing with songs of praise I call
the Asvins,
Fain in a moment, when the
morns are breaking, to part the earth's ends and the spacious regions.
2 Moving to
sacrifice through realms of lustre they light the radiance of the car that
bears them.
Traversing many wide unmeasured
spaces, over the wastes ye pass, and fields, and waters.
3 Ye to that
bounteous path of yours, ye mighty, have ever borne away our thoughts with
horses,
Mind-swift and full of vigour,
that the trouble of man who offers gifts might cease and slumber.
4 So ye, when
ye have yoked your chariothorses, come to the hymn of the most recent singer.
Our true and ancient Herald
Priest shall bring you, the Youthful, bearing splendour, food, and vigour.
5 With newest
hymn I call those Wonder-Workers, ancient and brilliant, and exceeding mighty,
Bringers of bliss to him who
lauds and praises, bestowing varied bounties on the singer.
6 So ye, with
birds, out of the sea and waters bore Bhujyu, son of Tugra, through the
regions.
Speeding with winged steeds
through dustless spaces, out of the bosom of the flood they bore him.
7 Victors,
car-borne, ye rent the rock asunder: Bulls, heard the calling of the eunuch's
consort.
Bounteous, ye filled the cow
with milk for Sayu: thus, swift and zealous Ones, ye showed your favour.
8 Whate'er
from olden time, Heaven, Earth! existeth great object of the wrath of Gods and
mortals,
Make that, Adityas, Vasus, sons
of Rudra, an evil brand to one allied with demons.
9 May he who
knows, as Varuna and Mitra, air's realm, appointing both the Kings in season,
Against the secret fiend cast
forth his weapon, against the lying words that strangers utter.
10 Come to our
home with friendly wheels, for offipring; come on your radiant chariot rich in
heroes.
Strike off, ye Twain, the heads
of our assailants who with man's treacherous attack approach us.
11 Come
hitherward to us with teams of horses, the highest and the midmost and the
lowest.
Bountiful Lords, throw open to
the singer doors e'en of the firm-closed stall of cattle.
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