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1. SCARCELY was Satakratu, born when of his
Mother he inquired,
Who are the mighty? Who are famed?
2. Then Savassi declared to him Aurnavabha,
Ahisuva:
Son, these be they thou must o'erthrow
3 The Vrtra-slayer smote them all as spokes
are hammered into naves:
The Dasyu-killer waxed in might.
4 Then Indra at a single draught drank the
contents of thirty pails,
Pails that were filled with Soma juice.
5 Indra in groundless realms of space pierced
the Gandharva through, that he
Might make Brahmans' strength increase.
6 Down from the mountains Indra shot hither
his well-directed shaft:
He gained the ready brew of rice.
7 One only is that shaft of thine, with thousand
feathers, hundred barbs,
Which, Indra, thou hast made thy friend.
8 Strong as the gbhus at thy birth,
therewith to those who praise thee, men,
And women, bring thou food to eat.
9 By thee these exploits were achieved, the
mightiest deeds, abundantly:
Firm in thy heart thou settest them.
10 All these things Visnu brought, the Lord
of ample stride whom thou hadst sent -
A hundred buffaloes, a brew of rice and milk: and Indra,
slew the ravening boar
11 Most deadly is thy bow, successful,
fashioned well: good is thine arrow, decked with gold.
Warlike and well equipped thine arms are, which increase
sweetness for him who drinks the sweet.
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