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Post by Anne Terri on Dec 13, 2011 14:59:31 GMT 1
RIGVEDA - BOOK 10 -HYMN CXXXV. Yama.
1. IN the Tree clothed with goodly leaves where Yama drinketh with the Gods, The Father, Master of the house, tendeth with love our ancient Sires. 2 I looked reluctantly on him who cherishes those men of old, On him who treads that evil path, and then I yearned for this again. 3 Thou mountest, though thou dost not see, O Child, the new and wheel-less car Which thou hast fashioned mentally, onepoled but turning every way. 4 The car which thou hast made to roll hitherward from the Sages, Child! This hath the Sāman followed close, hence, laid together on a ship. 5 Who was the father of the child? Who made the chariot roll away? Who will this day declare to us how the funeral gift was made? 6 When the funeral gift was placed, straightway the point of flame appeared. A depth extended in the front: a passage out was made behind. 7 Here is the seat where Yama dwells, that which is called the Home of Gods: Here minstrels blow the flute for him here he is glorified with songs.
Bibliography: Rigveda, translated by Ralph Thomas Hotchkin Griffith, (1896)
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