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1. THE singer, O ye Waters in
Vivasvan's place, shall tell your grandeur forth that is beyond compare.
The Rivers have come forward triply, seven and
seven. Sindhu in might surpasses all the streams that flow.
2 Varuna cut the channels for
thy forward course, O Sindhu, when thou rannest on to win the race.
Thou speedest o'er precipitous ridges of the
earth, when thou art Lord and Leader of these moving floods.
3 His roar is lifted up to
heaven above the earth: he puts forth endless vigour with a flash of light.
Like floods of rain that fall- in thunder from
the cloud, so Sindhu rushes on bellowing like a bull.
4 Like mothers to their
calves, like milch kine with their milk, so, Sindhu, unto thee the roaring
rivers run.
Thou leadest as a warrior king thine army's
wings what time thou comest in the van of these swift streams.
5 Favour ye this my laud, O
Ganga, Yamuna, O Sutudri, Parusni and Sarasvati:
With Asikni, Vitasta, O Marudvrdha, O Arjikiya
with Susoma hear my call.
6 First with Trstama thou art
eager to flow forth, with Rasa, and Susartu, and with Svetya here,
With Kubha; and with these, Sindhu and Mehatnu,
thou seekest in thy course Krumu and Gomati.
7 Flashing and whitely-gleaming
in her mightiness, she moves along her ample volumes through the realms,
Most active of the active, Sindhu unrestrained,
like to a dappled mare, beautiful, fair to see.
8 Rich in good steeds is
Sindhu, rich in cars and robes, rich in gold, nobly-fashioned, rich in ample
wealth.
Blest Silamavati and young Urnavati invest
themselves with raiment rich in store of sweets.
9 Sindhu hath yoked her car,
light-rolling, drawn by steeds, and with that car shall she win booty in this
fight.
So have I praised its power, mighty and
unrestrained, of independent glory, roaring as it runs.
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