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 "It was in heaven thou hadst thy primal birth;   By art of sages skilled in sacred lore    Thou wast drawn down to human hearths of yore, And thou abid'st a denizen of earth.

"Sprung from the mystic pair, by priestly hands   In wedlock joined, forth flashes Agni bright;    But, oh! ye heavens and earth, I tell you right, The unnatural child devours the parent brands.

"But Agni is a god; we must not deem   That he can err, or dare to comprehend    His acts, which far our reason's grasp transcend; He best can judge what deeds a god beseem.

"And yet this orphaned god himself survives:   Although his hapless mother soon expires,    And cannot nurse the babe as babe requires. Great Agni, wondrous infant, grows and thrives.

"Smoke-bannered Agni, god with crackling voice   And flaming hair, when thou dost pierce the gloom    At early dawn, and all the world illume, Both heaven and earth and gods and men rejoice.

"In every home thou art a welcome guest,   The household tutelarv lord, a son,    A father, mother, brother, all in one, A friend by whom thy faithful friends are blest.

"A swift-winged messenger, thou callest down   From heaven to crowd our hearths the race divine,    To taste our food, our hymns to hear, benign, And all our fondest aspirations crown.

"Thou, Agni, art our priest: divinely wise,   In holy science versed, thy skill detects    The faults that mar our rites, mistakes corrects. And all our acts completes and sanctifies.