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Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at


HYMN LXXVII

1Impetuous, true, let Maghavan come hither, and let his tawny
  coursers speed to reach us.
 For him have we pressed juice exceeding potent: here, praised
  with song, let him effect his visit.
2Unyoke, as at thy journey's end, O Hero, to gladden thee to-day
  at this libation.
 Like Usanā, the priest a laud shall utter, a hymn to thee, the
 Lord Divine, who markest. p. 328
3When the Bull quaffing praises our libation, as a sage paying
  holy rites in secret,
 Seven singers here from heaven hath he begotten, who e'en by
  day have wrought their works while singing.
4When heaven's fair light by hymns was made apparent. (they
  made great splendour shine at break of morning),
 He with his succour, best of heroes, scattered the blinding dark-
  ness so that men saw clearly.
5Indra, impetuous One, hath waxed immensely: he with his
  vastness hath filled earth and heaven.
 E'en beyond this his majesty extendeth who hath exceeded all
  the worlds in greatness,
6Sakra who knoweth well all human actions hath with his eager
  friends let loose the waters.
 They with their songs cleft e'en the mountain open, and willingly
  disclosed the stall of cattle.
7He smote away the flood's obstructer Vritra: Earth conscious
  lent her aid to speed thy thunder.
 Thou sentest forth the waters of the ocean as Lord through
  power and might, O daring Hero.
8When, Much-invoked! the waters' rock thou deftest, Saramā
  showed herself and went before thee.
 Hymned by Angirases, bursting the cowstalls, thou foundest
  ample strength for us as leader.


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