Book, Hymn, Verse

 1    1,    8, 4 |                4 With thee, O India, for ally with missile-darting
 2    2,   40, 2 |     with Soma and with Pusan, India generates ripe warm milk
 3    4,   18, 3 | follow.~In Tvastar's dwelling India drank the Soma, a hundredworth
 4    4,   32, 17|                         17 To India for a thousand steeds well-trained
 5    5,   37, 5 |  pressed Soma offers gifts to India.~
 6    6,   41, 3 |       ready for the Bull, for India.~Drink this, Lord of the
 7    7,   31, 7 | Powers confess.~The Heaven, O India, and the Earth.~
 8    8,    1, 19|                        19 For India press the Soma out, most
 9    9,   40, 2 |      mounted to his place; to India, goes the mighty juice:~
10    9,   76, 2 |       Indu, while stimulating India's might, is urged forward
11    9,   97, 44|    happy fortune.~Be sweet to India when they cleanse thee,
12   10,  152, 2 |      Slayer of the fiend,~May India, Soma-drinker, go before