Book, Hymn, Verse

 1    1,  134, 4 |     bright-coloured in their new-born beams.~For thee the nectar-yielding
 2    2,    9, 5 |     O Wonder-Worker, of thee new-born each day never decreases.~
 3    3,    1, 4 |    mother mares run to their new-born you ling, so at his birth
 4    3,   29, 13| together grasp the Babe, the new-born Infant.~
 5    7,   80, 2 |      hath wakened there with new-born lustre.~Youthful and unrestrained
 6    7,   93, 1 |    Agni, accept this day our new-born pure laudation.~Again, again
 7    8,   45, 4 |                        4 The new-born Vrtra-slayer asked his Mother,
 8    9,   86, 36|  around the Babe, the noble, new-born Infant, skilled in holy
 9    9,  100    |   life, the mothers lick the new-born calf.~
10    9,  100, 6 |   cows, O Pavamana, lick the new-born calf, as Law commands.~