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1 LOVING the loving One, as wives their husband, the sisters of one home have urged him forward, Bright-coloured, even, as the cows love morning, dark, breaking forth to view, and redly beaming.

vīḷú cid dr̥̄ḷhā́+ pitáro na ukthaír ádriṃ rujann áṅgiraso ráveṇa |
cakrúr divó br̥ható gātúm asmé áhaḥ súvar vividuḥ ketúm usrā́ḥ ||

2 Our sires with lauds burst e’en the firm-set fortress, yea, the Aṅgirases, with roar, the mountain. They made for us a way to reach high heaven, they found us day, light, day's sign, beams of morning.

dádhann r̥táṃ dhanáyann asya dhītím ā́d íd aryó didhiṣúvo víbhr̥trāḥ |
átr̥ṣyantīr apáso yanti áchā devā́ñ jánma práyasā vardháyantīḥ ||

3 They stablished order, made his service fruitful; then parting them among the longing faithful, Not thirsting after aught, they come, most active, while with sweet food the race of Gods they strengthen.

máthīd yád īṃ víbhr̥to mātaríśvā gr̥hé-gr̥he · śyetó jéniyo bhū́t |
ā́d īṃ rā́jñe ná sáhyase° sácā sánn ā́ dūtíyam bhŕ̥gavāṇo vivāya ||

4 Since Mātariśvan, far-diffused, hath stirred him, and he in every house grown bright and noble, He, Bhṛgu-like I hath gone as his companion, as on commission to a greater Sovran.

mahé yát pitrá īṃ rásaṃ divé kár áva tsarat pr̥śaníyaś cikitvā́n |
sr̥jád ástā dhr̥ṣatā́ didyúm asmai svā́yāṃ devó duhitári tvíṣiṃ dhāt ||

5 When man poured juice to Heaven, the mighty Father, he knew and freed himself from close embracement. The archer boldly shot at him his arrow, and the God threw his splendour on his Daughter.

svá ā́ yás túbhyaṃ dáma ā́ vibhā́ti námo vā dā́śād uśató ánu dyū́n |
várdho agne váyo asya dvibárhā yā́sad rāyā́ saráthaṃ yáṃ junā́si ||

6 Whoso, hath flames for thee within his dwelling, or brings the worship which thou lovest daily, Do thou of double might increase his substance: may he whom thou incitest meet with riches.

agníṃ víśvā abhí pŕ̥kṣaḥ sacante samudráṃ ná sravátaḥ saptá yahvī́ḥ |
ná jāmíbhir ví cikite váyo no vidā́ devéṣu prámatiṃ cikitvā́n ||

7 All sacrificial viands wait on Agni as the Seven mighty Rivers seek the ocean. Not by our brethren was our food discovered: find with the Gods care for us, thou who knowest.

ā́ yád iṣé nr̥pátiṃ téja ā́naṭ chúci réto níṣiktaṃ dyaúr abhī́ke |
agníḥ śárdham anavadyáṃ yúvānaṃ suādhíyaṃ janayat sūdáyac ca ||

8 When light hath filled the Lord of men for increase, straight from the heaven descends the limpid moisture. Agni hath brought to light and filled with spirit the youthful host blameless and well providing.

máno ná yó ádhvanaḥ sadyá éti ékaḥ satrā́ sãro vásva īśe |
rā́jānā mitrā́váruṇā supāṇī́ góṣu priyám amŕ̥taṃ rákṣamāṇā ||

9 He who like thought goes swiftly on his journey, the Sun, alone is ever Lord of riches. The Kings with fair hands, Varuṇa and Mitra, protect the precious nectar in our cattle.

mā́ no agne sakhiyā́ pítriyāṇi prá marṣiṣṭhā abhí vidúṣ kavíḥ sán |
nábho ná rūpáṃ jarimā́ mināti purā́ tásyā abhíśaster ádhīhi ||

10 O Agni, break not our ancestral friendship, Sage as thou art, endowed with deepest knowledge. Old age, like gathering cloud, impairs the body: before that evil be come nigh protect me.

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