Texts

Will you be there for me for the day and be there for the night? Will you exert your abilities (for me, as if) for a steed (to win the prize) of horse and chariot? (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

You two poets circle around your chariot, o Aśvins; you arrive at the clans of the singer, as Kutsa (arrived at the poet/Kavi Uśanā). (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

The bee holds the honey of you two encircled with her mouth, o Aśvins, as a young woman (holds) a tryst (within her mouth) [=keeps quiet about it]. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

“You two came to Bhujyu, o Aśvins, you to Vaśa, you to Śiñjāra, to Uśanā. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

The hostile man will circumvent your comradeship, but I find pleasure in your benevolence along with your help. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

“You two make wide space for Kr̥ śa, you for Śayu, o Aśvins, you for the worshiper and the widow. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

You two open up the thundering enclosure with its seven mouths for the sake of gain, o Aśvins.” (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

The maiden has been born, and the little lad has taken flight. And when sprouts have sprouted according to (the Aśvins’) wondrous powers, (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

the rivers flow for him as if into a valley; (she) is there for him for the day (and for the night): this is marriage! (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

They cry over the living; they make a mutual exchange at the rite. The men [=relatives of the couple] have been devising (the marriage) for a long stretch: (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

It is a precious thing for the fathers, that they brought (the couple) together; a joy for husbands that their wives are to be embraced. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

We do not know this—proclaim it to us—how a young man dwells peacefully in the womb of a young woman. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

Might we go to the house of the seed-laden bull who has a ruddy cow as his beloved, o Aśvins. We are eager for this. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

Your benevolence has come here, you Aśvins whose goods are prize mares. Our desires have held themselves down firmly in our hearts, Aśvins. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

You have become the paired herdsmen, the two lords of beauty. Dear to Aryaman, might we reach his porticos. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

Reaching exhilaration in the dwelling of Manu, provide wealth along with heroes to the eloquent one. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

Make a ford that offers good drink, o lords of beauty. Smash away the post standing in our path, the malevolence. (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

Where today and among which clans do the wondrous Aśvins, the lords of beauty, find exhilaration? (Jamison and Brereton (2014))

Who has held them down? To the house of which inspired poet or sacrificer have they gone? (Jamison and Brereton (2014))