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Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
To Indra, to the mighty one, let these gold-coloured juices go, Drops born as Law prescribes, that find the light of heavenj
560
Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Flow vigilant for Indra, thou Soma, yea, Indu, run thou forth; Bring hither splendid strength that finds the light of heaven!
561
Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Sit down, O friends, and sing aloud to him who purifies himself. Deck him for glory, like a child, with holy rites!
562
Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Friends, hymn your Lord who makes him pure for rapturous carouse: let them Sweeten him, as a child, with lauds and sacred gifts!
563
Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Breath of the mighty Dames, the Child, speeding the plan of' sacrifice, Surpasses all things that are dear, yea, from of old!
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Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
In might, O Indu, with thy streams flow for the banquet of the Gods: Rich in meath, Soma, in our beaker take thy seat!
565
Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Soma, while filtered, with his wave flows through the long wool of the sheep, Roaring, while purified, before the voice of song.
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Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
The speech is uttered for the Sage, for Soma being purified: Bring meed as 'twere to one who makes thee glad with hymns!
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Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Flow to us, Indu, very strong, effused, with wealth of kine and, steeds, And do thou lay above the milk thy radiant hue!
568
Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Voices have sung aloud to thee as finder-out of wealth for us: We clothe the hue thou wearest with a robe of milk.
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Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
Gold-hued and lovely in his course through tangles of the wooli he flows: Stream forth heroic fame upon the worshippers!
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Book VI, Chapter II, Decade III, Soma Pavamana
On through the long wool of the sheep to the meath-dropping vat he flows: The Rishis' sevenfold quire hath sung aloud to him.