|C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the Worlds Best Literature.|
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.
|Burial Hymn (To Yama and the Dead)|
Translation of Edward Washburn Hopkins
REVERE with oblations King Yama, who once went over the great mountains and spied out a path for many, him, the son of the gleaming sky, him who collects men. Yama was the first to find us a way
To the Dead
GO forth, go forth on the old paths, where are gone our old fathers; and thou shalt see both joyous kings, Yama and Heaven. Unite thyself with the fathers, get satisfaction of all thy desires, in the highest heaven
. Yama will give to this spirit a resting-place. Run past on a good path the two dogs, the four-eyed [dogs], the spotted [dogs that guard the path]. Depart unto the fathers who rejoice with Yama.