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1. Forth
on their way the glorious drops have flowed for maintenance of Law,
Knowing what suits this
worshipper.
2. Down in
the mighty waters sinks the stream of Meath, most excellent,
Oblation best of all in
worth.
3. About
the holy place the Steer, true, guileless, noblest, hath sent forth,
Continuous voices in the
wood.
4. When
the Sage, purging manly deeds and lofty wisdom flows, around,
5. When
purified, he sits enthroned as King over the warring clans.
What time the sages speed
him on.
6. Most
dear, gold-coloured, in the fleece he sinks, and settles in the wood:
The singer is besieged with
song.
7. He goes
to Indra, Vayu, and the Asvins with the rapturous joy,
To whomsoe'er his power
delights.
8. The
waves of pleasant Soma flow to Bhaga, Mitra, Varuna,
Well knowing, through his
mighty powers.
9. Gain
for us, O ye Heaven and Earth, riches of Meath to win us strength:
Gain for us treasures and
renown.
10. We choose
to-day that chariot-steed of thine, the strong, that brings us bliss,
The guardian, the desire of
all;
11. The
excellent, the gladdener, the Sage with heart that understands.
The guardian, the desire of
all;
12. Who
for ourselves, O thou most wise, is wealth and fair intelligence,
The guardian, the desire of
all.
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