68 2. 9. 4. "Well-robed, enveloped, he is come, the youthful; Springing to life his glory waxeth greater. Contemplative in mind and god-adoring, Sages of wise intellect upraise him. IO. The Religion of the Veda Grant wealth to us when thou art standing upright, And when reposing on this Mother's' bosom! II. "Set up in front of the enkindled fire, Accepting tireless prayer, that brings strong sons, Driving far from us away all noisome sickness, Lift thyself up to bring us great good fortune! "Like swans that fly in ordered line Have come the pillars gay in brilliant colors. They, lifted up on high by sages, eastward, Go forth as gods to the gods' dwelling-places. "These posts upon the earth, with ornate knobs, Seem to the eye like horns of horned cattle. Upraised by priests with rival invocations, Let them assist us in the rush of battle! "Lord of the world, rise with a hundred branches- With thousand branches may we rise to greatness- Thou whom this hatchet with an edge well whetted For great felicity hath brought before us!" I am reminded here of the tense struggle in which my friend the late Professor Max Müller was engaged with an epithet of Ushas, quite startling, I admit, at first sight. The same beautiful Daughter of Heaven, Mother Earth.
