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    Stanza 6.65.1

    ए॒षा स्या नो॑ दुहि॒ता दि॑वो॒जाः क्षि॒तीरु॒च्छन्ती॒ मानु॑षीरजीगः | या भा॒नुना॒ रुश॑ता रा॒म्यास्वज्ञा॑यि ति॒रस्तम॑सश्चिद॒क्तून् ||

    eṣā́ syā́ no duhitā́ divojā́ḥ kṣitī́r uchántī mā́nuṣīr ajīgaḥ yā́ bhānúnā rúśatā rāmyā́sv ájñāyi tirás támasaś cid aktū́n

    This daughter of the sky, born of the heavens, has awakened us from sleep, illuminating human dwellings. She, who shines with her bright, colorful light, has made herself known, even piercing through the darkness of night.

    Stanza 6.65.2

    वि तद्य॑युररुण॒युग्भि॒रश्वै॑श्चि॒त्रं भा॑न्त्यु॒षस॑श्च॒न्द्रर॑थाः | अग्रं॑ य॒ज्ञस्य॑ बृह॒तो नय॑न्ती॒र्वि ता बा॑धन्ते॒ तम॒ ऊर्म्या॑याः ||

    ví tád yayur aruṇayúgbhir áśvaiś citrám bhānty uṣásaś candrárathāḥ ágraṁ yajñásya br̥ható náyantīr ví tā́ bādhante táma ū́rmyāyāḥ

    They (the dawns) have moved onward with reddish-hued horses. The dawns, on their brilliant chariots, shine wonderfully, bringing the beginning of the great sacrifice. They push away the darkness of the night.

    Stanza 6.65.3

    श्रवो॒ वाज॒मिष॒मूर्जं॒ वह॑न्ती॒र्नि दा॒शुष॑ उषसो॒ मर्त्या॑य | म॒घोनी॑र्वी॒रव॒त्पत्य॑माना॒ अवो॑ धात विध॒ते रत्न॑म॒द्य ||

    śrávo vā́jam íṣam ū́rjaṁ váhantīr ní dāśúṣa uṣaso mártyāya maghónīr vīrávat pátyamānā ávo dhāta vidhaté rátnam adyá

    Bringing glory, abundance, strength, and vigor, O Dawns, approach the worshipper. O wealthy ones, like heroes, bestow wealth upon the one who honors you and today grant riches to the one who performs the ritual.

    Stanza 6.65.4

    इ॒दा हि वो॑ विध॒ते रत्न॒मस्ती॒दा वी॒राय॑ दा॒शुष॑ उषासः | इ॒दा विप्रा॑य॒ जर॑ते॒ यदु॒क्था नि ष्म॒ माव॑ते वहथा पु॒रा चि॑त् ||

    idā́ hí vo vidhaté rátnam ástīdā́ vīrā́ya dāśúṣa uṣāsaḥ idā́ víprāya járate yád ukthā́ ní ṣma mā́vate vahathā purā́ cit

    Indeed, now there is treasure for you who worships, O Dawns. Now for the hero who offers oblations, and for the singer when he praises. You have granted it before, even to one like me.

    Stanza 6.65.5

    इ॒दा हि त॑ उषो अद्रिसानो गो॒त्रा गवा॒मङ्गि॑रसो गृ॒णन्ति॑ | व्य१॒॑र्केण॑ बिभिदु॒र्ब्रह्म॑णा च स॒त्या नृ॒णाम॑भवद्दे॒वहू॑तिः ||

    idā́ hí ta uṣo adrisāno gotrā́ gávām áṅgiraso gr̥ṇánti vy àrkéṇa bibhidur bráhmaṇā ca satyā́ nr̥ṇā́m abhavad deváhūtiḥ

    Indeed, O Dawn, standing on the mountain, the Angirases praise your wealth of cows. With hymns and prayers, they broke through. The invocation of the gods by mortals became true.

    Stanza 6.65.6

    उ॒च्छा दि॑वो दुहितः प्रत्न॒वन्नो॑ भरद्वाज॒वद्वि॑ध॒ते म॑घोनि | सु॒वीरं॑ र॒यिं गृ॑ण॒ते रि॑रीह्युरुगा॒यमधि॑ धेहि॒ श्रवो॑ नः ||

    uchā́ divo duhitaḥ pratnaván no bharadvājavád vidhaté maghoni suvī́raṁ rayíṁ gr̥ṇaté rirīhy urugāyám ádhi dhehi śrávo naḥ

    Shine, daughter of the sky, as before, O wealthy Dawn! Favor us, like Bharadvaja, with heroes and riches. Grant abundant glory to the singer who praises.

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