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1 Come, fain for booty let us seek to Indra: yet more shall he increase his care that guides us. 2 I fly to him invisible Wealth−giver as flies the falcon to his cherished eyrie, 3 Mid all his host, he bindeth on the quiver he driveth cattle from what foe he pleaseth: 4 Thou slewest with thy bolt the wealthy Dasyu, alone, yet going with thy helpers, Indra! 5 Fighting with pious worshippers, the riteless turned and fled, Indra! with averted faces. 6 They met in fight the army of the blameless. then the Navagvas put forth all their power. 7 Whether they weep or laugh, thou hast o'erthrown them, O Indra, on the sky's extremest limit. 8 Adorned with their array of gold and jewels, they o'er the earth a covering veil extended. 9 As thou enjoyest heaven and earth, O Indra, on every side surrounded with thy greatness, 10 They who pervaded earth's extremest limit subdued not with their charms the Wealth−bestower: 11 The waters flowed according to their nature; he raid the navigable streams waxed mighty. 12 Indra broke through Ilibisa's strong castles, and Suspa with his horn he cut to pieces: 13 Fierce on his enemies fell Indra's weapon: with. his sharp bull he rent their forts in pieces. 14 Indra, thou helpest Kutsa whom thou lovedst, and guardedst brave Dagadyu when he battled, 15 Svitra's mild steer, O Maghavan thou helpest in combat for the land, mid Tugra's houses.

2 With the most saving medicines which thou givest, Rudra, may I attain a hundred winters. 3 Chief of all born art thou in glory, Rudra, armed with the thunder, mightiest of the mighty. 4 Let us not anger thee with worship, Rudra, ill praise, Strong God! or mingled invocation. 5 May I with praise−songs win that Rudra's favour who is adored with gifts and invocations. 6 The Strong, begirt by Maruts, hath refreshed me, with most invigorating food, imploring. 7 Where is that gracious hand of thine, O Rudra, the hand that giveth health and bringeth comfort, 8 To him the strong, great, tawny, fair−complexioned, I utter forth a mighty hymn of praises. 9 With firm limbs, multiform, the strong, the tawny adorns himself with bright gold decorations: 10 Worthy, thou carriest thy bow and arrows, worthy, thy manyhued and honoured necklace. 11 Praise him the chariot−borne, the young, the famous, fierce, slaying like a dread beast of the forest. 12 I bend to thee as thou approachest, Rudra, even as a boy before the sire who greets him. 13 Of your pure medicines, O potent Martits, those that are wholesomest and healthbestowing, 14 May Rudra's missile turn aside and spare us, the great wrath of the impetuous One avoid us. 15 O tawny Bull, thus showing forth thy nature, as neither to be wroth, O God, nor slay us.

2 Impelled by Indra whom ye pray to urge you, ye move as 'twere on chariots to the ocean. 3 I have attained the most maternal River, we have approached Vipas, the broad, the blessed. 4 We two who rise and swell with billowy waters move forward to the home which Gods have made us. 5 Linger a little at my friendly bidding rest, Holy Ones, a moment in your journey. 6 Indra who wields the thunder dug our channels: he smote down Vrtra, him who stayed our currents. 7 That hero deed of Indra must be lauded for ever that he rent Ahi in pieces. 8 Never forget this word of thine, O singer, which future generations shall reecho. 9 List quickly, Sisters, to the bard who cometh to you from far away with car and wagon. 10 Yea, we will listen to thy words, O singer. With wain and car from far away thou comest. 11 Soon as the Bharatas have fared across thee, the warrior band, urged on and sped by Indra, 12 The warrior host, the Bharatas, fared over the singer won the favour of the Rivers. 13 So let your wave bear up the pins, and ye, O Waters, spare the thongs;

2 What time the Rbus had with care and marvels done proper service to assist their Parents, 3 May they who made their Parents, who were lying like posts that moulder, young again for ever,− 4 As for a year the Rbhus kept the Milch−cow, throughout a year fashioned and formed her body, 5 Two beakers let us make,− thus said the eldest. Lct us make three,− this was the younger's sentence. 6 The men spake truth and even so they acted: this Godlike way of theirs the Rbhus followed. 7 When for twelve days the Rbhus joyed reposing as guests of him who never may be hidden, 8 May they who formed the swift car, bearing Heroes, and the Cow omniform and all−impelling, 9 So in their work the Gods had satisfaction, pondering it with thought and mental insight. 10 They whol made glad with sacrifice and praises, wrought the two Bays, his docile Steeds, for Indra,− 11 This day have they set gladdening drink before you. Not without toil are Gods inclined to friendship.

2 So made attentive by our hymns, Steer! Indra! thou fastenedst the girth of thy Bay Coursers, 3 They were not turned to us−wtrd, lofty Indra! while yet through lack of prayer they stood unharnessed. 4 Thou, because many lauds are thine, O Indra, wast active warring in the fields 5 Thine are we, Indra; thine are all these people, conscious of might, whose cars are set in motion. 6 Strength much to be desired is in thee, Indra: the Immortal dances forth his hero exploits. 7 Thus favour us, O Indra, with ihy succour; Hero, protect the bards who sing thy praises. 8 And these ten steeds which Trasadasyu gives me, the goldrich chief, the son of Purukutsa, 9 And these, bestowed as sacrificial guerdon, the powerful tawny steeds of Marutasva; 10 And these commended horses, bright and active, by Dhvanya son of Laksmana presented,

2 For with loud voice the tribes invoke thee, Indra, to aid them in the battlefield of heroes. 3 Both races, Indra, of opposing foemen, O Hero, both the Arya and the Dasa, 4 Indra, befriend us with no scanty succour, prosper and aid us, Loved of all that liveth, 5 Be ours, O Indra, now and for the future, be graciously inclined and near to help us.

2 Men, Vasu! by the Soma, with lauds call thee to the foremost place: 3 Boldly, Bold Hero, bring us spoil in thousands for the Kanvas' sake. 4 Medhyatithi, to Indra sing, drink of the juice to make thee glad. 5 He Who is praised as strong of hand both right and left, most wise and hold: 6 The bold of heart whom none provokes, who stands in bearded confidence; 7 Who knows what vital ower he wins, drinking beside the flowing juice? 8 As a wild elephant rushes on this way and that way, mad with heat,' 9 When he, the Mighty, ne'er o'erthrown, steadfast, made ready for the fight, 10 Yea, verily, thou art a Bull, with a bull's rush. whom none may stay: 11 Thy reins are very bulls in strength, bulls' strength is in thy golden whip. 12 Let the strong presser press for thee. Bring hither, thou straight−rushing Bull. 13 Come, thou most potent Indra, come to drink the savoury Soma juice. 14 When thou hast mounted on thy car let thy yoked Bay Steeds carry thee, 15 O thou Most Lofty One, accept our laud as nearest to thine heart. 16 Neither in thy decree nor mine, but in another's he delights,− 17 Indra himself hath said, The mind of woman brooks not discipline, 18 His pair of horses, rushing on in their wild transport, draw his car: 19 Cast down thine eyes and look not up. More closely set thy feet. Let none

2 With stream of sacrifice the brown bright drops have flowed with strength in store 3 To Indra, Vayu, Varuna, to Visnu, and the Maruts, flow 4 Three several words are uttered: kine are ]owing, cows who give their milk: 5 The young and sacred mothers of the holy rite have uttered praise: 6 From every side, O Soma, for our profit, pour thou forth four seas

2 The ribs that compass me give pain and trouble me like rival wives. 3 As rats eat weavers' threads, cares are consuming me, thy singer, gatakratu, me. 4 I the priests' Rsi chose as prince most liberal Kurusravana, 5 Whose three bays harnessed to the car bear me straight onward: I will laud 6 The sire of Upamasravas, even him whose words were passing sweet, 7 Mark, Upamasravas, his son, mark, grandson of Mitratithi: 8 If I controlled Immortal Gods, yea, even were I Lord of men, 9 None lives, even had he hundred lives, beyond the statute of the Gods