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1. WE through the Master of the Field, even
as through a friend, obtain
What nourisheth our kine and steeds. In such may he be good
to us.
2 As the cow yieldeth milk, pour for us
freely, Lord of the Field, the wave that beareth sweetness,
Distilling meath, well-purified like butter, and let the.
Lords of holy Law be gracious.
3 Sweet be the plants for us. the heavens,
the waters, and full of sweets for us be air's mid-region.
May the Field's Lord for us be full of sweetness, and may we
follow after him uninjured.
4 Happily work our steers and men, may the
plough furrow happily.
Happily be the traces bound; happily may he ply the goad.
5 Suna and Sira, welcome ye this laud, and
with the milk which ye have made in heaven
Bedew ye both this earth of ours.
6 Auspicious Sita, come thou near: we
venerate and worship thee
That thou mayst bless and prosper us and bring us fruits
abundantly.
7 May Indra press the furrow down, may
Pusan guide its course aright.
May she, as rich in milk, be drained for us through each
succeeding year.
8 Happily let the shares turn up the
ploughland, happily go the ploughers with the oxen.
With meath and milk Parjanya make us happy. Grant us
prosperity, Suna and Sira.
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