HYMN LXXIX. Dawn.

1. O HEAVENLY Dawn, awaken us to ample opulence to-day

Even as thou hast wakened us with Satyasravas, Vayya's son, high-born! delightful with thy steeds!

2 Daughter of Heaven, thou dawnedst on Sunitha Sucadratha's son,

So dawn thou on one mightier still, on Satyasravas, Vayya's son, high-born! delightful with thy steeds!

3 So, bringing treasure, dawn to-day on us thou Daughter of the Sky,

As thou, O mightier yet. didst shine for Satyatravas, Vayya's son, high-born! delightful with thy steeds!

4 Here round about thee are the priests who laud thee, Bright One, with their hymns,

And men with gifts, O Bounteous Dame, splendid with wealth and offering much, high-born! delightful with thy steeds!

5 Whatever these thy bands perform to please thee or to win them wealth,

E'en fain they gird us round and give rich gifts which ne'er are reft away, high-born! delightful with thy steeds!

6 Give to these wealthy patrons fame, O affluent Dawn, with hero sons,

To these our princes who have brought rich gifts ne'er to be reft away, highborn! delightful with thy steeds!

7 Bring lofty and resplendent fame, O thou munificent Dawn, to these

Our wealthy patrons who bestow rich gifts on us of steeds and kine, high-born! delightful with thy steeds!

8 Bring us, O Daughter of the Sky, subsistence in our herds of kine,

Together with the sunbeams, with the shine of pure refulgent flames, highborn! delightful with thy steeds!

9 O Daughter of the Sky, shine forth; delay not to perform thy task.

Let not the Sun with fervent heat consume thee like a robber foe, high-born! delightful with the steeds!

10 So much, and more exceedingly, O Dawn, it suits thee to bestow,

Thou Radiant One who ceasest not to shine for those who sing thy praise, highborn! delightful with thy steeds!