O Varuna, let me not yet enter the house of clay: Mercy, Almighty one, thy mercy I pray! If, like a cloud the sport of winds, I trembling go astray— Mercy, Almighty one, thy mercy I pray! Through want of strength, thou strong bright God, I’ve wandered from the way: Mercy, Almighty one, thy mercy I pray! Thirst comes upon the worshipper, though round the waters play: Mercy, Almighty one, thy mercy I pray! When we do wrong through thoughtlessness, thy hand of vengeance stay: Transgressors of thy righteous law, thy mercy, God, we pray! But of all the conceptions of the Vedic writers, that of the Dawn Goddess was the most poetical. Watching for the first flush in the eastern sky, her ancient worshippers, with their hands devoutly placed upon their foreheads, opened their hearts in strains of praise to the gloom-dispelling Dawn, the golden-hued Daughter of Heaven, leading on the sun with her modest smile, “like a radiant bride adorned by her mother for the bridegroom.” The sun is represented as a glorious prince, hastening after the Dawn-maiden and trying to discover her by a tiny slipper which she has dropped, and which is too small for another to wear; but the prince never overtakes the flying maid. This beautiful myth is the origin of the tale of Cinderella. The Veda contains no allusions to those corrupt practices which afterward became the distinguishing marks of Brahmanism. At this early period there was no belief in the transmigration of the souls of men into inferior animals; on the contrary, the Vedic Aryans looked for “excellent treasures in the sky.” To caste, they were also strangers; idols were unknown; and suttee, the burning of the widow at her husband’s funeral, was an unheard-of barbarity. =Social Life of the Vedic People.=—The hymns of the Rig-Veda picture the manners and customs of an intellectual people, far advanced in the arts. Princely palaces are described, fortified cities, monarchs possessed of fabulous riches, ladies elegantly attired. There were poor as well as rich, workers in the various handicrafts; shipbuilding was practised, and naval expeditions were undertaken. Even at this remote day literary meetings were held. Nor were the crimes and vices of later times unknown. Liars are denounced; thieves, robbers, and intoxicating drinks, are mentioned; while in one hymn, a gambler laments his ruin by “the tumbling dice,” and warns others not to play, but rather to practise husbandry. (On the lessons of the Veda, _see Max Müller’s “India: What can It Teach Us?” p. 141_.) The following extract from one of the secular hymns which are interspersed with those of a religious character, shows some knowledge of human nature:— EVERY ONE TO HIS TASTE.