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o The divine, well-feathered bird, the great one, Germ of the waters, male of the plants, Who delighteth with rain from near, This Sarasvant let us call on for aid. p O Sinivali, with broad braids, Who art the sister of the gods, Accept the offering [3] which is made; Reveal, O goddess, offspring unto us. q To her that hath fair hands, fair fingers, Prolific, and mother of many, To her the queen Sinivali, Pour the offering. r Indra from all sides. s Indra men. t The dark-coloured steeds with fair feathers, Clad in the mist, spring up to the sky; They turn hitherward having established their abodes; Then the earth is wet with ghee. u He hath golden tresses in the expanse of the air, A raging serpent like the rushing wind, With pure radiance [4], knowing the dawn, Like true, glorious and toiling (women). v Thy winged (steeds) have charged them as they are wont; The dark bull hath roared when this was; He hath come hither with (lightnings) that smile like kindly (women); The rains fall, the clouds thunder. w Like a cow the lightning loweth; It tendeth its young like a mother, When their rain hath been let loose. x The mountain that hath waxed great is afraid Even the ridge of heaven trembleth at your roaring; When ye sport, O Maruts [5], with your spears, Ye speed along together like the waters. y Roar and thunder, deposit a germ, Fly around with thy chariot water-laden; Draw downward thy opened water-skin, And let the heights and the depths be level. z Even these immovable things (dost thou eat), O Agni, like a beast at grass; What time, O immortal, the hosts of thee, The strong, rend the woods. aa O Agni, many are the hosts of the immortal all-knower, O God, powerful; and (many) the [6] wiles of the wily Which of yore they deposited in thee, O thou that impellest all, O seeker of friends. bb From the sky grant us rain, O ye Maruts; Make ye to swell the streams of the strong steed Come hither with this thunder, Pouring the waters, the Asura our father.