The Rig Veda — Mandala 1, Hymn 124 (1896)
“ Proud of her spotless form she, brightly shining, turneth not from the high nor from the humble. 7. She seeketh men, as she who hath no brother, mounting her car, as 'twere to gather riches. Dawn, like a loving matron for her husband, smiling and well attired, unmasks her beauty. ”
