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2 The Seven Rivers bear his glory far and wide, and heaven and sky and earth display his comely form. 3 Maghavan, grant us that same car to bring us spoil, thy conquering car in which we joy in shock of fight 4 Encourage thou our side in every fight: may we, with thee for our ally, conquer the foeman's host. 5 For here in divers ways these men invoking thee, holder of treasures, sing hymns to win thine aid. 6 His arms win kine, his power is boundless in each act best, with a hundred helps waker of battle's din 7 Thy glory, Maghavan, exceeds a hundred yea, more than a hundred, than a thousand mid the folk, 8 Of thy great might there is a three counterpart, the three earths, Lord men and the three realms of light. 9 We invocate thee first among the Deities: thou hast become a mighty Conquer in fight. 10 Thou hast prevailed, and hast not kept the booty back, in trifling battles in those of great account. 11 May Indra evermore be our Protector, and unimperilled may we win the booty.

2 Loose in the wind the woman's robe was streaming what time she won a car−load worth a thousand. 3 O Indra, cast thy bolt among assailants who would slaughter us: 4 The bull in joy had drunk a lake of water. His shattering horn encountered an opponent. 5 They came anear the bull; they made him thunder, made him pour rain down ere the fight was ended. 6 In hope of victory that bull was harnessed: Kesi the driver urged him on with shouting. 7 Deftly for him he stretched the car−pole forward, guided the bull thereto and firmly yoked him. 8 Touched by the goad the shaggy beast went nobly, bound to the pole by the yoke's thong of leather. 9 Here look upon this mace, this bull's companion, now lying midway on the field of battle. 10 Far is the evil: who hath here beheld it? Hither they bring the bull whom they are yoking.. 11 Like one forsaken, she hath found a husband, and teemed as if her breast were full and flowing. 12 Thou, Indra, art the mark whereon the eyes of all life rest, when thou,