{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av06022.htm","path":"hin/av/av06022.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av06022.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n1Dark the descent; the strong-winged birds are golden: they fly\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0aloft to heaven, enrobed in waters.\n \u00a0\u00a0They have come hither from the seat of Order, and inundated\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0earth with streams of fatness.\n 2Ye make floods rich in milk, make plants propitious, what time\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0ye stir, O golden-breasted Maruts!\n \u00a0\u00a0Pour down your showers of vigorous strength and favour there\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0where ye sprinkle mead, O Maruts, heroes!\n 3O Maruts, send ye down, streaming with water rain which, may,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0filling all the sloping valleys,\n \u00a0\u00a0Leap like a bold girl in a man's embraces, or like a matron\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0tumbled by her husband.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 6: Hymn 22: To the Maruts or Storm-Gods","type":"page"}