Bibliotheca Polyglotta

1 NAUGHT is to-day, to-morrow naught. Who comprehends the mystery? We must address ourselves unto another's thought, and lost is then the hope we formed.

kíṃ na indra jighāṃsasi bhrā́taro marútas táva |
tébhiḥ kalpasva sādhuyā́ mā́ naḥ samáraṇe vadhīḥ ||

2 The Maruts are thy brothers. Why, O Indra, wouldst thou take our lives? Agree with them in friendly wise, and do not slay us in the fight.

kíṃ no bhrātar agastiya sákhā sánn áti manyase |
vidmā́ hí te yáthā máno asmábhyam ín ná ditsasi ||

3 Agastya, brother, why dost thou neglect us, thou who art our friend? We know the nature of thy mind. Verity thou wilt give us naught.

áraṃ kr̥ṇvantu védiṃ sám agním indhatām puráḥ |
tátrāmŕ̥tasya cétanaṃ yajñáṃ te tanavāvahai ||

4 Let them prepare the altar, let them kindle fire in front: we two Here will spread sacrifice for thee, that the Immortal may observe.

tvám īśiṣe vasupate vásūnāṃ tvám mitrā́ṇām mitrapate dháyiṣṭhaḥ+ |
índra tuvám marúdbhiḥ sáṃ vadasva ádha prā́śāna r̥tuthā́ havī́ṃṣi ||

5 Thou, Lord of Wealth, art Master of all treasures, thou, Lord of friends, art thy friends' best supporter. O Indra, speak thou kindly with the Maruts, and taste oblations in their proper season.

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