A Guide to MythologyClarke, Helen A. (Helen Archibald)
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A Guide to Mythology
Clarke, Helen A. (Helen Archibald)
Mythology -- Juvenile literature
I will declare the manly deeds of Indra, the first that he achieved,
the thunder-wielder.
He slew the dragon, then disclosed the waters, and cleft the channels
of the mountain torrents.
He slew the dragon lying on the mountain; his heavenly bolt of thunder
Twashtar fashioned.
Like lowing kine in rapid flow descending the waters glided downward
to the ocean.
Impetuous as a bull, he chose the Soma, and quaffed in threefold
sacrifice the juices.
Maghavan grasped the thunder for his weapon, and smote to death this
first born of the dragons.
When, Indra, thou hadst slain the dragon’s first born, and overcome
the charms of the enchanters,
Then, giving life to sun and dawn and heaven, thou foundest not one
foe to stand against thee.
Indra with his own great and deadly thunder smote into pieces Vritra
worst of Vritras.
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They who pervaded earth’s extremest limit subdued not with their
charms the wealth-bestower:
Indra, the bull, made his ally the thunder, and with its light milked
cows from out the darkness.
The waters flowed according to their nature; he mid the navigable
streams waxed mighty.
Then, Indra, with his spirit concentrated, smote him forever with
his strongest weapon.
Indra broke through Ilîbisa’s strong castles, and Sushna with his
horn he cut to pieces:
Thou, Maghavan, for all his might and swiftness, slewest thy fighting
foeman with thy thunder.
Fierce on his enemies fell Indra’s weapon: with his sharp horn he
rent their towns in pieces.
He with his thunderbolt dealt blows on Vritra, and conquered,
executing all his purpose.
THE FOUR APES
(_From the “Book of the Dead”_)
“Hail, ye four apes, who sit in the bows of the boat of Rā, who convey
right and truth to Neb-er-tchu, who sit in judgment on my misery and on
my strength, who make the gods to rest contented by means of the flame of
your mouths, who offer holy offerings to the gods and sepulchral meals
to the Khus who live upon right and truth, and who feed upon right and
truth of heart, who are without deceit and fraud and to whom wickedness
is an abomination, do ye away with my evil deeds, and put ye away my sin
which deserved stripes upon earth, and destroy ye any evil whatsoever
that belongeth unto me, and let there be no obstacle whatsoever on my
part toward you. O, grant ye I may make my way through the underworld.
O, grant that there may be given to me cakes and ale and sweetmeats, even
as they are given to the living Khus.”
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