Book, Hymn, Verse

 1    1,   33, 13|      Indra's weapon: with. his sharp bull he rent their forts
 2    1,   54, 4 |        warredst with thy bolt, sharp and twoedged, against the
 3    1,   79, 6 |     Burn, thou whose teeth are sharp, against the Raksasas.~
 4    4,   35, 6 |     when days are closing, the sharp libation for your joy, O
 5    5,   37, 4 |    whose home Indra drinks the sharp Soma juice with milk commingled.~
 6    6,    6, 5 |     the Bull's tongue like the sharp stone weapon discharged
 7    7,  104, 20| indomitable Indra.~Sakra makes sharp his weapon for the wicked:
 8    8,   44, 27|  sacrificial rites,~Armed with sharp teeth, the Mighty One.~
 9   10,   53, 10| Sapient Ones, make ye the axes sharp wherewith ye fashion bowls
10   10,   92, 15|        exceeding vast, and the sharp axe obtains in fight the
11   10,  116, 5 |    Dash down, outffaming their sharp flaming weapons, the strong-holds
12   10,  180, 2 |      Whetting thy bold and thy sharp blade, O Indra, crush thou