HYMN CXXVII. Night.

1. WITH all her eyes the Goddess Night looks forth approaching many a spot:

She hath put all her glories on.

2 Immortal. she hath filled the waste, the Goddess hath filled height and depth:

She conquers darkness with her light.

3 The Goddess as she comes hath set the Dawn her Sister in her place:

And then the darkness vanishes.

4 So favour us this night, O thou whose pathways we have visited

As birds their nest upon the tree.

5 The villagers have sought their homes, and all that walks and all that flies,

Even the falcons fain for prey.

6 Keep off the she-wolf and the wolf, O Urmya, keep the thief away;

Easy be thou for us to pass.

7 Clearly hath she come nigh to me who decks the dark with richest hues:

O Morning, cancel it like debts.

8 These have I brought to thee like kine. O Night, thou Child of Heaven, accept

This laud as for a conqueror.