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1. Enjoy thy fill of meath out of the
Hotar's cup: Adhvaryus he desires a full draught poured for him.
Bring it him: seeking this he gives. Granter of Wealth,
drink Sorna with the Rtus from the Hotar's cup.
2 He whom of old I called on, him I call on
now. He is to be invoked; his name is He who Gives,
Here brought by priests is Soma meath. Granter of Wealth,
drink Soma with the Rtus from the Potar's cup.
3 Fat may the horses be wherewith thou
specdest on: Lord of the Wood, unharming, strengthen thou thyself.
Drawing and seizing, Bold One, thou who grantest wealth,
drink Soma with the Rtus from the Nestar's cup.
4 From Hotar's cup and Potar's he hath
drunk and joyed: the proffered food hath pleased him from the Nestar's bowl.
The fourth cup undisturbed, immortal, let him drink who
giveth wealth, the cup of the wealth-giving God.
5 Yoke, O ye Twain, to-day your
hero-bearing car, swift-moving hitherward: your loosing-place is here.
Mix the oblations, then come hither with the meath, and
drink the Soma, ye rich in abundant strength.
6 Agni, accept the fuel and our offered
gift: accept the prayer of man, accept our eulogy,
Do thou with all, with Rtu, O thou Excellent, fain, make the
great Gods all fain taste the gift we bring.
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