Book, Hymn, Verse

 1    4,   27, 5 |         let Maghavan accept the beaker, white, filled with milk,
 2    6,   47, 6 |      Drink Soma boldly from the beaker, Indra, in war for treasures,
 3    9,   74, 8 |       the shining milk-anointed beaker, as to his goal, hath stepped
 4    9,   85, 4 |            5 Roaring within the beaker thou art balmed with milk:
 5    9,   86, 11|          flows, shouting to the beaker, with his thousand streams.~
 6    9,   86, 16| youtlitial maids, and gains the beaker by a course of bundred paths.~
 7    9,   86, 22|         Indu, poured within the beaker and the sieve.~Sinking into
 8    9,   93, 2 |        chose meeting-place, the beaker.~
 9    9,   96, 9 | grateful to the Gods, on to the beaker moves Soma, sweet to Indra,
10    9,   96, 14|      with rivers roarest in the beaker, and blent with milk prolongest
11    9,   97, 22|        well-loved Master in the beaker.~
12    9,   97, 33|          Enter the Soma-holding beaker, Indu, and with a roar approach
13    9,  106, 7 |     Rich in meath, Soma, in our beaker take thy place.~
14   10,   76, 7 |         sap thereof~To fill the beaker, they exhaust the udder'
15   10,  112, 6 |         the Soma.~Filled is the beaker with the meath that gladdens,
16   10,  112, 6 |        meath that gladdens, the beaker which all Deities delight
17   10,  167, 1 |     thou art the ruling Lord of beaker and of juice.~Bestow upon