Rig Veda
na nūnam asti no śvaḥ kas tad veda yad adbhutam anyasya cittam abhi saṃcareṇyam utādhītaṃ vi naśyati
Naught is to-day, to-morrow naught. Who comprehends the mystery? We must address ourselves unto another's thought, and lost is then the hope we formed.
kiṃ na indra jighāṃsasi bhrātaro marutas tava tebhiḥ kalpasva sādhuyā mā naḥ samaraṇe vadhīḥ
The Maruts are thy brothers. Why, O Indra, wouldst thou take our lives? Agree with them in friendly wise, and do not slay us in the fight.
kiṃ no bhrātar agastya sakhā sann ati manyase
Agastya, brother, why dost thou neglect us, thou who art our friend? We know the nature of thy mind. Verity thou wilt give us naught.
araṃ kṛṇvantu vediṃ sam agnim indhatām puraḥ tatrāmṛtasya cetanaṃ yajñaṃ te tanavāvahai
Let them prepare the altar, let them kindle fire in front: we two Here will spread sacrifice for thee, that the Immortal may observe.
tvam īśiṣe vasupate vasūnāṃ tvam mitrāṇām mitrapate dheṣṭhaḥ indra tvam marudbhiḥ saṃ vadasvādha prāśāna ṛtuthā havīṃṣi
Thou, Lord of Wealth, art Master of all treasures, thou, Lord of friends, art thy friends' best supporter. O Indra, speak thou kindly with the Maruts, and taste oblations in their proper season.