Book, Hymn, Verse

 1    1,   92, 4 |      her udder so she bares her breast.~Creating light for all
 2    1,  158, 5 |        the Dasa wounded his own breast and shoulders.~
 3    1,  164, 50|                         49 That breast of thine exhaustless, spring
 4    1,  169, 4 |      that please thee cause the breast of Vayu to swell as with
 5    3,   48, 3 |     unto his Mother, and on her breast beheld the pungent Soma.~
 6    5,   19, 5 | keen-pointed, sharpened, on his breast.~
 7    7,   96, 6 |         May we enjoy Sarasvan's breast, all-beautiful, that swells
 8    8,    2, 12|         juices fight within the breast. The drunken praise not
 9    8,   20, 22|     Even mortal man, ye Dancers breast adorned with gold, attains
10    9,   61, 21|       seems to yield its lovely breast,~Falcon-like resting in
11   10,   20, 2 |       Spotted seek the Mother's breast:~
12   10,   27, 16|       The Mother carries on her breast the Infant of noble form
13   10,   45, 3 |        s Viewer lit thee in the breast of heaven,~There as thou
14   10,   64, 2 |     will and thoughts within my breast exert their power: they
15   10,   86, 7 |         what verily will be.~My,breast, O Mother, and my head and
16   10,  102, 11|   husband, and teemed as if her breast were full and flowing.~With
17   10,  155, 4 |       ye hastened onward to the breast,~All Indra's enemies were