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		<title>imported&gt;Kofi: 1 revision</title>
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 | section  = [[../|Mandala 1]], Hymn 116&lt;br /&gt;
 | previous = [[../Hymn 115|Hymn 115]]&lt;br /&gt;
 | next     = [[../Hymn 117|Hymn 117]]&lt;br /&gt;
 | notes    = Translated by [[Author:Ralph T.H. Griffith|Ralph T.H. Griffith]]&lt;br /&gt;
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1. I TRIM like grass my song for the Nasatyas and send their lauds forth as the wind drives rain-clouds,&lt;br /&gt;
     Who, in a chariot rapid as an arrow, brought to the youthful Vimada a consort.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Borne on by rapid steeds of mighty pinion, or proudly trusting in the Gods&amp;#039; incitements.&lt;br /&gt;
     That stallion ass of yours won, O Nasatyas, that thousand in the race, in Yama&amp;#039;s contest.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Yea, Asvins, as a dead man leaves his riches, Tugra left Bhujyu in the cloud of waters.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ye brought him back in animated vessels, traversing air, unwetted by the billows.&lt;br /&gt;
4. Bhujyu ye bore with winged things, Nasatyas, which for three nights, three days full swiftly travelled,&lt;br /&gt;
     To the sea&amp;#039;s farther shore, the strand of ocean, in three cars, hundred-footed, with six horses.&lt;br /&gt;
5. Ye wrought that hero exploit in the ocean which giveth no support, or hold or station,&lt;br /&gt;
     What time ye carried Bhujyu to his dwelling, borne in a ship with hundred oars, O Asvins.&lt;br /&gt;
6. The white horse which of old ye gave Aghasva, Asvins, a gift to be his wealth for ever,--&lt;br /&gt;
     Still to be praised is that your glorious present, still to be famed is the brave horse of Pedu.&lt;br /&gt;
7. O Heroes, ye gave wisdom to Kaksivan who sprang from Pajra&amp;#039;s line, who sang your praises.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ye poured forth from the hoof of your strong charger a hundred jars of wine as from a strainer.&lt;br /&gt;
8. Ye warded off with cold the fire&amp;#039;s fierce burning; food very rich in nourishment ye furnished.&lt;br /&gt;
     Atri, cast downward in the cavern, Asvins ye brought, with all his people, forth to comfort.&lt;br /&gt;
9. Ye lifted up the well, O ye Nasatyas, and set the base on high to open downward.&lt;br /&gt;
     Streams flowed for folk of Gotama who thirsted, like rain to bring forth thousandfold abundance.&lt;br /&gt;
10. Ye from the old Cyavana, O Nasatyas, stripped, as &amp;#039;twere mail, the skin upon&lt;br /&gt;
     his body,&lt;br /&gt;
     Lengthened his life when all had left him helpless, Dasras! and made him lord of youthful maidens.&lt;br /&gt;
11. Worthy of praise and worth the winning, Heroes, is that your favouring succour O Nasatyas,&lt;br /&gt;
     What time ye, knowing well his case, delivered Vandana from the pit like hidden treasure.&lt;br /&gt;
12. That mighty deed of yours, for gain, O Heroes, as thunder heraldeth the rain, I publish,&lt;br /&gt;
     When, by the horse&amp;#039;s head, Atharvan&amp;#039;s offspring Dadhyac made known to you the Soma&amp;#039;s sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;
13. In the great rite the wise dame called, Nasatyas, you, Lords of many treasures, to assist her.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ye heard the weakling&amp;#039;s wife, as &amp;#039;twere an order, and gave to her a son Hiranyahasta.&lt;br /&gt;
14. Ye from the wolf&amp;#039;s jaws, as ye stood together, set free the quail, O Heroes, O Nasatyas.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ye, Lords of many treasures, gave the poet his perfect vision as he mourned his trouble.&lt;br /&gt;
15. When in the time of night, in Khela&amp;#039;s battle, a leg was severed like a wild bird&amp;#039;s pinion,&lt;br /&gt;
     Straight ye gave Vispala a leg of iron that she might move what time the conflict opened.&lt;br /&gt;
16. His father robbed Rjrasva of his eyesight who for the she-wolf slew a hundred wethers.&lt;br /&gt;
     Ye gave him eyes, Nasatyas, Wonder-Workers, Physicians, that he saw with sight uninjured.&lt;br /&gt;
17. The Daughter of the Sun your car ascended, first reaching as it were the goal with coursers.&lt;br /&gt;
     All Deities within their hearts assented, and ye, Nasatyas, are close linked with glory.&lt;br /&gt;
18. When to his house ye came, to Divodasa, hasting to Bharadvaja, O ye Asvins,&lt;br /&gt;
     The car that came with you brought splendid riches: a porpoise and a bull were yoked together.&lt;br /&gt;
19. Ye, bringing wealth with rule, and life with offspring, life rich in noble heroes; O Nasatyas,&lt;br /&gt;
     Accordant came with strength to Jahnu&amp;#039;s children who offered you thrice every day your portion.&lt;br /&gt;
20. Ye bore away at night by easy pathways Jahusa compassed round on every quarter,&lt;br /&gt;
     And, with your car that cleaves the toe asunder, Nasatyas never decaying! rent the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;
21. One morn ye strengthened Vasa for the battle, to gather spoils that might be told in thousands.&lt;br /&gt;
     With Indra joined ye drove away misfortunes, yea foes of Prthusravas, O ye mighty.&lt;br /&gt;
22. From the deep well ye raised on high the water, so that Rcatka&amp;#039;s son, Sara, should drink it;&lt;br /&gt;
     And with your might, to help the weary Sayu, ye made the barren cow yield milk, Nasatyas.&lt;br /&gt;
23. To Visvaka, Nasatyas! son of Krsna, the righteous man who sought your aid and praised you,&lt;br /&gt;
     Ye with your powers restored, like some lost creature, his son Visnapu for his eyes to look on.&lt;br /&gt;
24. Asvins, ye raised, like Soma in a ladle Rebha, who for ten days and ten nights, fettered.&lt;br /&gt;
     Had lain in cruel bonds, immersed and wounded, suffering sore affliction, in the waters.&lt;br /&gt;
25. 1 have declared your wondrous deeds, O Asvins: may this be mine, and many kine and heroes.&lt;br /&gt;
     May I, enjoying lengthened life, still seeing, enter old age as &amp;#039;twere the house I live in.&lt;br /&gt;
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