Book, Hymn, Verse

 1    1,   72, 3 |      thee the very pure three autumn seasons,~Therefore they
 2    1,   86, 6 |       loving help, in many an autumn, Maruts, we~Have offered
 3    1,  174, 2 | insult by breaking down seven autumn forts, their refuge.~Thou
 4    1,  181, 6 |   strong Bull like a cloud of autumn, sending abundant food of
 5    2,   12, 11|    discovered in the fortieth autumn Sambara as he dwelt among
 6    4,   19, 8 |      a morn and many a lovely autumn, having slain Vrtra, lie
 7    6,   20, 10|       thou hast wrecked seven autumn forts, their shelter, slain
 8    6,   24, 7 |     Indra whom nor months nor autumn seasons wither with age,
 9    7,  101, 6 |     save me till my hundredth autumn. Preserve us evermore, ye
10   10,   90, 6 |     spring, the holy gift was autumn; summer was the wood.~