Book, Hymn, Verse
1 1, 23, 23| 23 The Waters I this day have
2 1, 91, 23| 23 Do thou, God Soma, with
3 1, 112, 23| 23 Wherewith ye, Lords of Hundred
4 1, 116, 23| 23 To Visvaka, Nasatyas! son
5 1, 117, 23| 23 O Sages, evermore I crave
6 1, 164, 23| 23 How on the Gayatri. the
7 3, 1, 23| 23 As holy food, Agni, to thine'
8 3, 53, 23| 23 Men notice not the arrow,
9 4, 30, 23| 23 Indra, whatever deed of
10 4, 32, 23| 23 Like two slight images of
11 6, 16, 23| 23 For as sagacious Herald
12 6, 44, 23| 23 The Dawns he wedded to a
13 6, 45, 23| 23 He, Excellent, withholdeth
14 6, 47, 23| 23 Ten horses and ten treasure-chests,
15 7, 1, 23| 23 O Agni, fair of face, the
16 7, 18, 23| 23 Gift of Paijavana, four
17 7, 32, 23| 23 None other like to thee,
18 7, 34, 23| 23 So may rich Mountains and
19 7, 56, 23| 23 Full many a deed ye did
20 7, 104, 23| 23 Let not the fiend of witchcraft-workers
21 8, 1, 23| 23 Come, Indra, and rejoice
22 8, 2, 23| 23 O presser, offer Soma first
23 8, 3, 23| 23 Compared with whom no other
24 8, 5, 23| 23 Ye, O Nasatyas, ministered
25 8, 6, 23| 23 Indra, disclose much food
26 8, 7, 23| 23 They sundered Vrtra limb
27 8, 8, 23| 23 Three places of the Asvins,
28 8, 12, 23| 23 We to the Mighty with our
29 8, 13, 23| 23 And thy two highIy-lauded
30 8, 19, 23| 23 While, served with sacrificial
31 8, 20, 23| 23 O Maruts, rich in noble
32 8, 23, 23| 23 Even as Vyatya did, may
33 8, 24, 23| 23 Now, son of Vyasva, praise
34 8, 25, 23| 23 These two shall bring me
35 8, 26, 22| 23 From heaven, auspicious
36 8, 32, 23| 23 Send forth thy ray like
37 8, 35, 23| 23 When sacrifice which tells
38 8, 43, 23| 23 We call on thee as such,
39 8, 44, 23| 23 If I were thou and thou
40 8, 45, 23| 23 Let not the fools, or those
41 8, 46, 23| 23 Ten browns that make my
42 8, 81, 23| 23 Thou, wakeful Hero, by thy
43 8, 82, 23| 23 Presented strengthening
44 9, 61, 23| 23 Soma who rainest gifts,
45 9, 62, 23| 23 Thou flowest to enjoy the
46 9, 63, 23| 23 O Soma, Pavamana, thou pourest
47 9, 64, 23| 23 Controlling priests and
48 9, 65, 23| 23 Those pressed among Arjikas,
49 9, 66, 23| 23 Adorned by living men, set
50 9, 67, 23| 23 O Agni, with the cleansing
51 9, 86, 23| 23 Pressed out with stones
52 9, 96, 23| 23 Chasing our foes thou comest,
53 9, 97, 23| 23 The Sage, Celestial, liberal,
54 9, 107, 22| 23 Flow on to win us strength,
55 10, 27, 23| 23 In the Gods' mansion stood
56 10, 61, 18| 23 When he goes forth, ye Pair
57 10, 85, 23| 23 Straight in direction be
58 10, 86, 21| 23 Daughter of Manu, Parsu
59 10, 87, 23| 23 Burn with thy poison turned
60 10, 97, 23| 23 Most excellent of all art
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