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1. The God
declares the deities' generations, like Usana, proclaiming lofty wisdom.
With brilliant kin
far-ruling, sanctifying, the wild boar, singing with his foot, advances.
2. The
swans, the Vrishagnas from anear us, restless, have brought their clamour to
our dwelling - -
Friends come to Pavamana,
meet for praises-and sound in concert their resistless music.
3. He
takes the swiftness of the great Far strider: cows low as, 'twere to him who
sports at pleasure.
He with the sharpened horns
brings forth abundance: the silvery shines by night, by day the golden.
4. Like
cars that thunder on their way, like coursers eager for renown,
Have Soma drops flowed
forth for wealth.
5. Forth
have they rushed from holding hands, like chariots that are urged to speed,
Like joyful songs of
singing-men.
6. The
Somas deck themselves with milk as kings are graced with eulogies,
And, with seven priests,
the sacrifice.
7. Pressed
for the gladdening draught the drops flow forth abundantly with song,
Flow with the stream of
savoury juice.
8. Winning
Vivasvan's glory and speeding the light of Dawn, the suns,
Pass through the openings
of the cloth.
9. The
singing-men of ancient time open the doors of sacred songs - -
The men who bring the
mighty One.
10. In
close society have come the priests, the sevenfold brotherhood,
Filling the station of the
One.
11. He
makes us kin with Gods, he joins the Sun, for seeing, with mine eye;
I milk the Sage's offspring
forth.
12. The
Sun beholdeth with his eye the heaven's dear quarter which the priests
Have set within the sacred
cell.
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