Bibliotheca Polyglotta

1 AGNI hath looked, benevolently-minded, on the wealth-giving spring of radiant Mornings. Come, Aśvins, to the dwelling of the pious: Sūrya the God is rising with his splendour.

ūrdhvám bhānúṃ savitā́ devó aśred drapsáṃ dávidhvad gaviṣó ná sátvā |
ánu vratáṃ váruṇo yanti mitró yát sū́riyaṃ diví āroháyanti ||

2 Savitar, God, hath spread on high his lustre, waving his flag like a spoil-seeking hero. Their stablished way go Varuṇa and Mitra, what time they make the Sun ascend the heaven.

yáṃ sīm ákr̥ṇvan támase vipŕ̥ce dhruvákṣemā ánavasyanto ártham |
táṃ sū́riyaṃ harítaḥ saptá yahvī́ spáśaṃ víśvasya jágato vahanti ||

3 Him whom they made to drive away the darkness, Lords of sure mansions, constant to their object, Him who beholds the universe, the Sun-God, seven strong and youthful Coursers carry onward.

váhiṣṭhebhir viháran yāsi tántum avavyáyann ásitaṃ deva vásma |
dávidhvato raśmáyaḥ sū́riyasya cármevā́vādhus támo apsú antáḥ ||

4 Spreading thy web with mightiest Steeds thou comest, rending apart, thou God, the black-hued mantle. The rays of Sūrya tremulously shining sink, like a hide, the darkness in the waters.

ánāyato ánibaddhaḥ kathā́yáṃ níaṅṅ uttānó áva padyate ná |
káyā yāti svadháyā kó dadarśa divá skambháḥ sámr̥taḥ pāti nā́kam ||

5 How is it that, unbound and not supported, he falleth not although directed downward? By what self power moves he? Who hath seen it? He guards the vault of heaven, a close-set pillar.

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