HYMN CXC. Brhaspati. 190
1. GLORIFY thou Brhaspati, the scatheless, who must be praised with hymns, sweettongued- and
To whom as leader of the song, resplendent, worthy of lauds, both Gods and mortals listen.
2 On him wait songs according to the season even as a stream of pious men set moving.
Brhaspati, for he laid out the expanses, was, at the sacrifice, vast Matarisvan.
3 The praise, the verse that offers adoration, may he bring forth, as the Sun sends his arms out,
He who gives daily light through this Gods' wisdom, strong as a dread wild beast, and inoffensive.
4 His song of praise pervades the earth and heaven: let the wise worshipper draw it, like a
These of Brhaspati, like hunters' arrows, go to the skies that change their hue like serpents.
5 Those, God, who count thee as a worthless bullock, and, wealthy sinners, live on thee the
On fools like these no blessing thou bestowest: Brhaspati, thou punishest the spiteful.
6 Like a fair path is he, where grass is pleasant, though hard to win, a Friend beloved most early.
Those who unharmed by enemies behold us, while they would make them bare, stood closely compassed.
7 He to whom songs of praise go forth like torrents, as rivers eddying under banks flow seaward-;
Brhaspati the wise, the eager, closely looks upon both, the waters and the vessel.
8 So hath Brhaspati, great, strong and mighty, the God exceeding powerful, been brought hither.
May he thus lauded give us kine and horses. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
HYMN CXCI. Water. Grass. Sun. 191
1. VENOMOUS, slightly venomous, or venomous aquatic worm,
Both creatures, stinging, unobserved, with poison have infected me.
2 Coming, it kills the unobserved; it kills them as it goes away,
It kills them as it drives them off, and bruising bruises them to death.
3 Sara grass, Darbha, Kusara, and Sairya, MuÑja, Virana,
Where all these creatures dwell unseen, with poison have infected me.
4 The cows had settled in their stalls, the beasts of prey had sought their lairs,
Extinguished were the lights of men, when things unseen infected me.
5 Or these, these reptiles, are observed, like lurking thieves at evening time.
Seers of all, themselves unseen: be therefore very vigilant.
6 Heaven is your Sire, your Mother Earth, Soma your Brother, Aditi
Your Sister: seeing all, unseen, keep still and dwell ye happily.
7 Biters of shoulder or of limb, with needlestings-, most venomous,
Unseen, whatever ye may be, vanish together and be gone.
8 Slayer of things unseen, the Sun, beheld of all, mounts, eastward, up,
Consuming all that are not seen, and evil spirits of the night.
9 There hath the SunGod- mounted up, who scorches much and everything.
Even the Aditya from the hills, allseen-, destroying things unseen.
10 I hang the poison in the Sun, a wineskin- in a vintners' house,
He will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to
11 This little bird, so very small, hath swallowed all thy poison up.
She will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to
12 The threetimesseven— bright sparks of fire have swallowed up the poisons' strength.
They will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to
13 Of ninety rivers and of nine with power to stay the venoms' course,
The names of all I have secured: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to
14 So have the peahens threetimesseven—, so have the maiden Sisters Seven
Carried thy venom far away, as girls bear water in their jars.
15 The poisoninsect- is so small; I crush the creature with a stone.
I turn the poison hence away, departed unto distant lands.
16 Forth issuing from the mountains' side the poisoninsect- spake and said:
Scorpion, they venom is but weak.
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