Agni, or the Fire - Visvavârâ Âtreyî

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Lighted Agni flames forth high, 

Flings a radiance on the sky, 

And his lustre, glorious, bright. 

Mingles with the morning light. 

And Visvavârâ chants her holy prayer, 

Faces the east, and brings her gifts to Fire! 

Savitri, or The Sun - Anonymous

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Savitri! effulgent, bright!
Who fosters every pious rite,
Savitri! whose ruddy rays
Invite our holy hymns and lays,
With humble hearts we contemplate his rays,
And faintly see our God in his bright face!