RV 180

2 Ye as ye travel overtake the Courser who flies apart, the Friend of man, most holy. 3 Ye have deposited, matured within her, in the raw cow the first milk of the milch−cow, 4 Ye made the fierce heat to be full of sweetness for Atri at his wish, like streaming water. 5 Like Tugra's ancient son may I, ye Mighty, bring you to give your gifts with milk−oblations. 6 When, Bounteous Ones, ye drive your yoked team downward, ye send, by your own natures, 7 For verily we truthful singers praise you the niggard trafficker is here excluded. 8 You of a truth day after day, O Asvins, that he might win the very plenteous torrent, 9 When with the glory of your car ye travel, when we go speeding like the priest of mortals, 10 With songs of praise we call to−day, O Asvins, that your new chariot, for our own well−being,