Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 4 — Chapter 52

RV 4 52.1

प्रति ष्या सूनरी जनी व्युच्छन्ती परि स्वसुः । दिवो अदर्शि दुहिता

prati ṣyā sūnarī janī vyucchantī pari svasuḥ | divo adarśi duhitā

She, the noble lady, shining forth away from her sister — the daughter of heaven has been seen.

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RV 4 52.2

अश्वेव चित्रारुषी माता गवाम् ऋतावरी । सखाभूद् अश्विनोर् उषाः

aśveva citrāruṣī mātā gavām ṛtāvarī | sakhābhūd aśvinor uṣāḥ

Like a mare, bright and ruddy, the mother of cattle, possessed of ṛta, Uṣas has become the companion of the Aśvins.

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RV 4 52.3

उत सखास्य् अश्विनोर् उत माता गवाम् असि । उतोषो वस्व ईशिषे

uta sakhāsy aśvinor uta mātā gavām asi | utoṣo vasva īśiṣe

And you are the companion of the Aśvins, and you are the mother of cattle, and, O Uṣas, you have power over goods.

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RV 4 52.4

यावयद्द्वेषसꣳ त्वा चिकित्वित् सूनृतावरि । प्रति स्तोमैर् अभुत्स्महि

yāvayaddveṣasaṁ tvā cikitvit sūnṛtāvari | prati stomair abhutsmahi

You who drive off hostility, discerning one, rich in bounty — we have awakened toward you with our praise-songs.

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RV 4 52.5

प्रति भद्रा अदृक्षत गवाꣳ सर्गा न रश्मयः । ओषा अप्रा उरु ज्रयः

prati bhadrā adṛkṣata gavāṁ sargā na raśmayaḥ | oṣā aprā uru jrayaḥ

The auspicious rays have come into view, like herds of cattle let loose; Uṣas has filled the wide expanse.

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RV 4 52.6

आपप्रुषी विभावरि व्य् आवर् ज्योतिषा तमः । उषो अनु स्वधाम् अव

āpapruṣī vibhāvari vy āvar jyotiṣā tamaḥ | uṣo anu svadhām ava

Having filled it, O far-shining one, you have uncovered the darkness with light; O Uṣas, help us according to your own nature.

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RV 4 52.7

आ द्याꣳ तनोषि रश्मिभिर् आन्तरिक्षम् उरु प्रियम् । उषः शुक्रेण शोचिषा

ā dyāṁ tanoṣi raśmibhir āntarikṣam uru priyam | uṣaḥ śukreṇa śociṣā

You stretch out the sky with your rays, and the wide, dear midspace, O Uṣas, with your bright flame.

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