{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/rigveda/rv10135.htm","path":"hin/rigveda/rv10135.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/rigveda/rv10135.htm","text":"Rig Veda, tr. by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1896]\n1. IN the Tree clothed with goodly leaves where Yama drinketh with the Gods,\n The Father, Master of the house, tendeth with love our ancient Sires.\n 2 I looked reluctantly on him who cherishes those men of old,\n On him who treads that evil path, and then I yearned for this again.\n 3 Thou mountest, though thou dost not see, O Child, the new and wheel-less car\n Which thou hast fashioned mentally, onepoled but turning every way.\n 4 The car which thou hast made to roll hitherward from the Sages, Child!\n This hath the S\u0101man followed close, hence, laid together on a ship.\n 5 Who was the father of the child? Who made the chariot roll away?\n Who will this day declare to us how the funeral gift was made?\n 6 When the funeral gift was placed, straightway the point of flame appeared.\n A depth extended in the front: a passage out was made behind.\n 7 Here is the seat where Yama dwells, that which is called the Home of Gods:\n Here minstrels blow the flute for him here he is glorified with songs.","title":"Rig Veda: Rig-Veda, Book 10: HYMN CXXXV. Yama.","type":"page"}