Rig Veda 1.38

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What now? When will ye take us by both hands, as a dear sire his son, Gods, for whom sacred grass is clipped?

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Now whither? To what goal of yours go ye in heaven, and not on earth? Where do your cows disport themselves?

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Where are your newest favours shown? Where, Maruts, your prosperity? Where all your high felicities?

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If, O ye Maruts, ye the Sons whom Prisni bore, were mortal, and Immortal he who sings your praise.

mā vo mṛgo na yavase jaritā bhūd ajoṣyaḥ pathā yamasya gād upa

Then never were your praiser loathed like a wild beast in pasture-land, Nor should he go on Yama's path.

mo ṣu ṇaḥ parā parā nirṛtir durhaṇā vadhīt padīṣṭa tṛṣṇayā saha

Let not destructive plague on plague hard to be conquered, strike its down: Let each, with drought, depart from us.

satyaṃ tveṣā amavanto dhanvañ cid ā rudriyāsaḥ mihaṃ kṛṇvanty avātām

Truly, they the fierce and mighty Sons of Rudra send their windless Rain e'en on the desert places.

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Like a cow the lightning lows and follows, motherlike, her youngling, When their rain-flood hath been loosened.

divā cit tamaḥ kṛṇvanti parjanyenodavāhena yat pṛthivīṃ vyundanti

When they inundate the earth they spread forth darkness e'en in day time, With the water-laden rain-cloud.

adha svanān marutāṃ viśvam ā sadma pārthivam arejanta pra mānuṣāḥ

O Maruts, at your voice's sound this earthly habitation shakes, And each man reels who dwells therein.

maruto vīḍupāṇibhiś citrā rodhasvatīr anu yātem akhidrayāmabhiḥ

O Maruts, with your strong-hoofed steeds, unhindered in their courses, haste Along the bright embanked streams.

sthirā vaḥ santu nemayo rathā aśvāsa eṣām susaṃskṛtā abhīśavaḥ

Firm be the fellies of your wheels, steady your horses and your cars, And may your reins be fashioned well.

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Invite thou hither with this song, for praise, Agni the Lord of Prayer, Him who is fair as Mitra is.

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Form in thy mouth the hymn of praise expand thee like, a rainy cloud Sing forth the measured eulogy.

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Sing glory to the Marut host, praiseworthy, tuneful, vigorous: Here let the Strong Ones dwell with us.