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1. The
juice of Soma thus diffused, sweet to the taste the bright cows drink,
Who travelling in splendour
close to mighty Indra's side rejoice, good in their own supremacy.
2. Thus
hath the Soma, gladdening draught, produced the prayer that giveth joy:
Thou, mightiest,
Thunder-armed, hast driven by force the Dragon from the earth, lauding thine
own supremacy.
3. By men
hath Indra been advanced, the Vritra-slayer, to joy and strength.
Him only we invoke for help
in battles whether great or small: be he our aid in deeds of might!
4.
Unconquered strength is only thine, Indra, Stonecaster, Thunder-armed!
When thou with thy surpassing
power smotest to death that guileful beast, lauding thine own supremacy.
5. Go
forward, meet the foe, be bold; thy bolt of thunder is not checked!
Manliness, Indra, is thy
strength. Slay Vritra, make the waters thine, lauding thine own supremacy!
6. When
war and battles are on foot, booty is offered to the bold.
Yoke thou thy
wildly-rushing bays. Whom wilt thou slay, and whom enrich? Do thou, O Indra,
make us rich!
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have they eaten and rejoiced; the friends have risen and passed away:
The sages luminous in
themselves have praised thee with their latest hymn. Now, Indra, yoke thy two
bay steeds!
8.
Graciously listen to our songs. Maghavan, be not negligent!
When wilt thou make us
glorious? Make this, only this thine end and aim. Now, Indra! yoke thy two bay
steeds.
9. Within
the waters runs the Moon, he with the beauteous wings in heaven.
Ye lightnings with your
golden wheels, men find not your abiding-place. Mark this my woe, ye Earth and
Sky!
10. To
meet your treasure-bringing car, the mighty car most dear to us.
Asvins, the Rishi is
prepared, your worshipper, with songs of praise. Lovers of sweetness, hear my
call!
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