“This is true,” say the Ashvins: “you are young and we are your mothers.” They called that a passage—they caused the better to be borne, not the weaker.

Truly have they called you, Aśvins, the bestowers of felicity; such may you be when earnestly invoked to our sacrifice; bountiful bestowers of felicity at our sacrifice.

Asvins, with truth they call you Twain bestowers of felicity; At sacrifice most prompt to hear, most gracious ye at sacrifice.