“ Wealth of a thousand sorts hast thou to cheer us: may precious goods come nigh to us in thousands. 2. May the most sapient Maruts, with protection, with best boons brought from lofty heaven, approach us, Now when their team of the most noble horses speeds even on the sea's extremest limit. 3. Close to them clings one moving in seclusion, like a man's wife, like a spear carried rearward, Well grasped, bright, decked with gold there is Vak also, like to a courtly, eloquent dame, among them. 4. Far off the brilliant, never-weary Maruts cling to the young Maid as a joint possession. ”