The ocean

The mighty one gazed upon the landscape with its mountains and ocean shores, strewn with thousands of trees bearing manifold flowers and fruits,

Filled with haṃsas, krauñcas, and plavas, resounding with the calls of sārasas, its vaidūrya-gem floor charming and gleaming with the ocean's luminosity,

Surrounded on all sides by lotus-pools with cool and auspicious waters, covered with vast hermitage sites possessing sacrificial altars,

The divine waters that flow from the ocean and from around the Himālayas — the waters that bring well-being to all — may those healing ones come here.

Those aged ones, the tongue-lickers, who rise from the ocean — they know the cure of urinary disease and of both urinary organs.

The ocean with a hundred streams, with a thousand streams, inexhaustible — Indra moving from the east, O full cattle-pen, fill this.

The son of Tugra called to you two, O Aśvins, as he was cast into the ocean, unshaken though he had gone in.

You carried Bhujyu out of the ocean with your swift-flying, straight-dashing horses.

You two carried Bhujyu who was tossing in the waters, in self-impelled ships, bringing him back to his fathers.

For lo, every race of barbarians, as far as the bounds of Ocean, has come bringing me gifts at my feet.

not even if you take besides another continent greater than Asia, having swum across the Ocean.

For he did not even wish to live, unless he were king of Europe and Asia and Libya, and of any island lying in the Ocean.

When Zeus has finished sixty wintry days after the solstice, then the star Arcturus leaves the holy stream of Ocean and first rises brilliant at dusk.

And they live untouched by sorrow in the islands of the blessed along the shore of deep-swirling Ocean, happy heroes for whom the grain-giving earth bears honey-sweet fruit flourishing thrice a year, far from the deathless gods, and Cronos rules over them;

Then, when he has stayed his golden-yoked chariot and horses, he rests there upon the highest point of heaven, until he marvelously drives them down again through heaven to Ocean.

The air, unlit before, glows with the light of her golden crown, and her rays beam clear, whensoever bright Selene having bathed her lovely body in the waters of Ocean, and donned her far-gleaming raiment, and yoked her strong-necked, shining team, drives on her long-maned horses at full speed, at eventime in the mid-month:

So while he enjoyed the sweet flower of life he lived rapturously with golden-throned Eos, the early-born, by the streams of Ocean, at the ends of the earth;

As ocean, when the high winds have upheaved

Consist the level waters of the deep,

Its level plains, is changed to hoary waves

Flow, O Soma, great as the ocean, the father of gods, encompassing all dwellings.

All hymns have magnified Indra, ocean-wide in his expanse — the most chariot-worthy of charioteers, the true lord and master of prizes.

What of the gleam of stones and gems, and the gold flowing among the sands of rushing torrents, and, in the midst of the lands and again in the midst of the sea, the airy beacons of fire, and the Ocean, the bond of the lands, cleaving the continuity of the nations with its threefold gulf and surging up with vast licence?

His gaze wandered over the beautiful ocean, from the shore to the faint horizon.

Because he was a *rākṣasa* and a perfected sky-farer, he plunged straight into the ocean.