A History of Sanskrit Literature c7.119

c7.119

*And now the goddess coming on*
*Has driven away her sister Dawn:*
*Far off the darkness hastes away.*

*Thus, goddess, come to us to-day,*
*At whose approach we seek our homes,*
*As birds upon the tree their nest.*

*The villagers have gone to rest,*
*Beasts, too, with feet and birds with wings:*
*The hungry hawk himself is still.*

*Ward off the she-wolf and the wolf,*
*Ward off the robber, goddess Night:*
*And take us safe across the gloom.*