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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Invite ye Indra with a song to drink your draught of Soma juice, All-conquering Satakratu, most munificent of all who live!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Lauded by many, much-invoked, leader of song renowned of old: His name is Indra, tell it forth!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Indra, the dancer, be to us the giver of abundant wealth: The mighty bring it us knee-deep!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Sing ye a song, to make him glad, to Indra, Lord of tawny steeds, The Soma-drinker, O my friends!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
To him, the bounteous, say the laud, and let us glorify, as men May do, the giver of true gifts!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
O Indra, Lord of boundless might, for us thou seekest spoil and kine, Thou seekest gold for us, good Lord!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
This, even this, O Indra, we implore: as thy devoted friends, The Kanvas praise thee with their hymns.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Naught else, O Thunderer, have I praised in the skilled singer's eulogy; On thy laud only have I thought.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
The Gods seek him who presses out the Soma; they desire not sleep: They punish sloth unweariedly
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
For Indra, lover of carouse, loud be our songs about the juice: Let poets sing the song of praise
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
We summon Indra to the draught, in whom all glories rest, in whom The seven communities rejoice.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
At the Trikadrukas the Gods span sacrifice that stirs the mind: Let our songs aid and prosper it!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Here, Indra, is thy Soma draught, made pure upon the sacred grass: Run hither, come and drink thereof!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Strong-rayed! adored with earnest hymns! this juice is shed for thy delight: Thou art invoked, Akhandala!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
To Kundapayya, grandson's son, grandson of Sringavrish! to thee, To him have I addressed my thought.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Indra, as one with mighty arm, gather for us with thy right hand, Manifold and nutritious spoil!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
We know thee mighty in thy deeds, of mighty bounty, mighty wealth. Mighty in measure, prompt to aid.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Hero when thou wouldst give thy gifts, neither the Gods nor mortal men Restrain thee like a fearful bull.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Hero, the Soma being shed, I pour the juice for thee to drink: Sate thee and finish thy carouse!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Let not the fools, or those who mock, beguile thee when they seek thine aid: Love not the enemy of prayer!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Here let them cheer thee well supplied with milk to great munificence: Drink as the wild bull drinks the lake!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Here is the Soma juice expressed: O Vasu, drink till thou art full! Undaunted God, we give it thee!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Washed by the men, pressed out with stones, strained through the filter made of wool, 'Tis like a courser bathed in streams.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
This juice have we made sweet for thee like barley, blending it with milk. Indra, I call thee to our feast.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
So, Lord of affluent gifts, this juice hath been expressed for thee with strength: Drink of it, thou who lovest song!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Incline thy body to the juice which suits thy godlike nature well: Thee, Soma-lover! let it cheer!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
O Indra, let it enter both thy flanks, enter thy head with prayer, With bounty, hero! both thine arms!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
O Come ye hither, sit ye down; to Indra sing ye forth your song, Companions, bringing hymns of praise,
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Laud Indra, richest of the rich, who ruleth over noblest wealth, Beside the flowing Soma juice!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
May he stand near us in our need with all abundance, for our wealth: With strength may he come nigh to us!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
In every need, in every fray we call, as friends to succour us, Indra, the mightiest of all.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
I call him, mighty to resist, the hero of our ancient home, Thee whom my sire invoked of old.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
If he will hear us, let him come with succour of a thousand kinds, With strength and riches, to our call!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
When Somas flow thou makest pure, Indra, thy mind that merits laud, For gain of strength that ever grows: for great is he.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
In heaven's first region, in the seat of Gods, is he who brings success, Most glorious, prompt to save, who wins the waterfloods.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Indra
Him I invoke, to win the spoil, even mighty Indra for the fray. Be thou most near to us for bliss, a friend to aid!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Agni
With this mine homage I invoke Agni for you, the Son of Strength. Dear, wisest envoy, skilled in noble sacrifice, immortal, messenger of all.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Agni
His two red horses, all-supporting, let him yoke: let him, well-worshipped, urge them fast! Then hath the sacrifice good prayers and happy end, the heavenly gift of wealth to men.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Dawn
Advancing, sending forth her rays, the daughter of the Sky is seen. The mighty one lays bare the darkness with her eye, the friendly Lady makes the light.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Dawn
The Sun ascending, the refulgent star, pours down his beams. together with the Dawn. O Dawn, at thine arising, and, the Sun's, may we attain the share allotted us!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Asvins
These morning sacrifices call you, Asvins, at the break of day. For help have I invoked you rich in power and might: for, house by house, ye visit all.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Asvins
Ye, heroes, have bestowed wonderful nourishment: send it to him whose songs are sweet. One-minded, both of you, drive your car down to us: drink yethe savoury Soma juice!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
After his ancient splendour, they, the bold, have drawn the bright milk from The Sage who wins a thousand spoils.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
In aspect he is like the Sun: he runneth forward to the lakes: Seven currents flowing to the sky.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
He, while they purify him, stands high over all things that exist Soma, a God as Surya is.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
By generation long ago this God, engendered for the Gods, Flows tawny to the straining cloth.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
According to primeval plan this poet hath been strengthened by, The sage as God for all the Gods.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Shedding the ancient fiuid thou art poured into the cleansing sieve: Roaring, thou hast produced the Gods.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Bring near us those who stand aloof: strike fear into our enemy: O Pavamana, find us wealth!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
To him the active, nobly born.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Sing ye your songs to him, O men!
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
The Somas skilled in song, the waves have led the water forward, like Buffaloes speeding to the woods.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
With stream of sacrifice the brown bright drops have flowed with strength in store Of kine into the wooden vats.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
To Indra, Vayu. Varuna to Vishnu and the Maruts let The Soma juices flow expressed.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
O Soma, for the feast of Gods, river-like he hath swelled with surge, Sweet with the liquor of the stalk, as one who wakes, into the vat that drops with meath.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Like a dear son how must be decked, the bright and shining one hath clad him in his robe. Men skilful at their work drive him forth, like a car, into the rivers from their hands.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
The rapture-shedding Somas have flowed forth in our assembly, pressed. To glorify our liberal lords.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Now like a swan hemaketh all the company sing each his hymm He like steed is bathed in milk.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
And Trita's maidens onward urge the tawny-coloured with the stones, Indu for Indra, for his drink.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Herewith flow on, thou friend of Gods! Singing, thou runnest round the sieve oni every side. The streams of meath have been effused.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
Lovely, gold-coloured, on he flows.
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Book I, Chapter II, , Soma Pavamana
For him who presses, of the juice.