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1. Now Morning with her earliest light shines forth, dear daughter of the Sky:High, Asvins, I extol your praise
2. Children of Ocean, mighty ones, discoverers of riches, Gods,Finders of treasure through our prayer!
3. Your lofty coursers hasten over the everlasting realm, whea your car flies with winged steeds.