Book, Hymn, Verse 
  1    1,   22, 17|                     17 Through all this world strode
  2    1,   23, 17|                     17 May Waters gathered near
  3    1,   25, 16|                     17 Once more together let us
  4    1,   30, 17|                     17 Come, Asvins, with enduring
  5    1,   31, 17|                     17 As erst to Manus, to Yayiti,
  6    1,   36, 17|                     17 Agni hath given heroic might
  7    1,   84, 17|                     17 Who fleeth forth? who suffereth?
  8    1,   91, 17|                     17 Wax, O most gladdening Soma,
  9    1,   92, 17|                     17 Ye who brought down the
 10    1,  100, 17|                     17 The Varsagiras unto thee,
 11    1,  105, 17|                     17 Trta, when buried in the
 12    1,  112, 17|                     17 Wherewith Patharva, in his
 13    1,  113, 17|                     17 Singing the praises of refulgent
 14    1,  116, 17|                     17 The Daughter of the Sun
 15    1,  117, 17|                     17 He whom for furnishing a
 16    1,  162, 17|                     17 If one, when seated, with
 17    1,  164, 17|                     17 Beneath the upper realm,
 18    2,   11, 17|                     17 Upon the great Trikadruka
 19    2,   23, 17|                     17 For Tvastar, he who knows
 20    2,   27, 17|                     17 May1 not live, O Varuna,
 21    2,   41, 17|                     17 In thee, Sarasvati, divine,
 22    3,    1, 17|                     17 Ensign of Gods hast thou
 23    3,   30, 17|                     17 Root up the race of Raksasas,
 24    3,   31, 17|                     17 To thee proceed the dark,
 25    3,   32, 17|                     17 Call we on Maghavan, auspicious
 26    3,   53, 17|                     17 Strong be the pair of oxen,
 27    3,   54, 17|                     17 This is, ye Wise, your great
 28    3,   55, 17|                     17 What time the Bull bellows
 29    3,   62, 17|                     17 Far-ruling, joyful when
 30    4,    1, 17|                     17 The turbid darkness fled,
 31    4,    2, 17|                     17 Gods, doing holy acts, devout,
 32    4,   16, 17|                     17 When the sharp-pointed arrow,
 33    4,   17, 17|                     17 Be thou our guardian, show
 34    4,   30, 17|                     17 So sapient Indra, Lord of
 35    4,   32, 17|                     17 To India for a thousand
 36    5,   41, 17|                     17 Thus thinking, O ye Gods,
 37    5,   42, 17|                     17 Gods, may we dwell in free
 38    5,   43, 17|                     17 May we obtain the Asvins'
 39    5,   52, 17|                     17 The mighty ones, the seven
 40    5,   61, 17|                     17 OUrmya, bear thou far away
 41    6,   15, 17|                     17 Here the arranging priests,
 42    6,   16, 17|                     17 Where'er tby mind applies
 43    6,   44, 17|                     17 Therewith enraptured, Hero,
 44    6,   45, 17|                     17 Thou who hast been the singers'
 45    6,   47, 17|                     17 He loves no more the men
 46    6,   48, 17|                     17 Tear not up by the roots
 47    6,   52, 17|                     17 When holy grass is strewn
 48    6,   75, 17|                     17 There where the flights
 49    7,    1, 17|                     17 Agni, may we with riches
 50    7,   18, 17|                     17 E'en with the weak he wrought
 51    7,   32, 17|                     17 Thou art renowned as giving
 52    7,   34, 17|                     17 Ne'er may the Dragon of
 53    7,   56, 17|                     17 So may the Maruts help us
 54    7,   66, 17|                     17 Infallible through your
 55    7,  104, 17|                     17 She too who wanders like
 56    8,    1, 17|                     17 Press out the Soma with
 57    8,    2, 17|                     17 Naught else, O Thunderer,
 58    8,    3, 17|                     17 Best slayer of the Vrtras,
 59    8,    4, 17|                     17 Pusan, I long to win thy
 60    8,    5, 17|                     17 Men who have trimmed the
 61    8,    6, 17|                     17 Thou hiddest deep in darkness
 62    8,    7, 17|                     17 With chariots and tumultuous
 63    8,    8, 17|                     17 Come to us, ye who slay
 64    8,    9, 17|                     17 Awake the Asvins, Goddess
 65    8,   12, 17|                     17 Or, Sakra, if thou gladden
 66    8,   13, 17|                     17 Him sages longing for his
 67    8,   18, 17|                     17 So with auspicious sheltering
 68    8,   19, 17|                     17 O Agni, most devout are
 69    8,   20, 17|                     17 Even as Rudra's Sons, the
 70    8,   21, 17|                     17 Indra or blest Sarasvati
 71    8,   22, 17|                     17 Come, Wonder-Workers, to
 72    8,   23, 17|                     17 Usana Kavya stablished thee,
 73    8,   24, 17|                     17 Indra, whom Tawny Coursers
 74    8,   25, 17|                     17 We keep the old accustomed
 75    8,   26, 16|                     17 Be ye in yonder sea of heaven,
 76    8,   27, 17|                     17 E'en without war he gathers
 77    8,   31, 17|                     17 None in his action equals
 78    8,   32, 17|                     17 Sing ye to him who must
 79    8,   33, 17|                     17 Indra himself hath said,
 80    8,   34, 17|                     17 The brown that match the
 81    8,   35, 17|                     17 Strengthen the Ruling Power,
 82    8,   43, 17|                     17 My praises, Agni, go to
 83    8,   44, 17|                     17 Upward, O Agni, rise thy
 84    8,   45, 17|                     17 And thee who art not deaf,
 85    8,   46, 17|                     17 We praise, so that the Mighty
 86    8,   47, 17|                     17 As we collect the utmost
 87    8,   49, 17|                     17 For you let us whose grass
 88    8,   50, 17|                     17 Protect us, Indra, each
 89    8,   56, 17|                     17 To every one, O ye Most
 90    8,   57, 17|                     17 Indrota, Atithigva's son,
 91    8,   58, 17|                     17 With reverence they come
 92    8,   61, 17|                     17 I took some Soma when the
 93    8,   62, 17|                     17 He looked upon the Asvins,
 94    8,   81, 17|                     17 Even, Indra, that carouse
 95    8,   82, 17|                     17 To come, Much-lauded! Many-named
 96    8,   85, 17|                     17 So, Thunder-armed! thou
 97    8,   91, 17|                     17 The Gods as mothers brought
 98    9,   61, 17|                     17 The gladdening and auspicious
 99    9,   62, 17|                     17 That he may move, they yoke
100    9,   63, 17|                     17 For Indra, living men adorn
101    9,   64, 17|                     17 Easily have the living drops,
102    9,   65, 17|                     17 Bring us, O Indu, hundredfold
103    9,   66, 17|                     17 Mightier even than the strong,
104    9,   67, 17|                     17 They were sent forth to
105    9,   86, 17|                     17 Your songs, exhilarating,
106    9,   96, 17|                     17 They deck him at his birth,
107    9,   97, 17|                     17 Pour on us rain celestial,
108    9,  107, 16|                     17 Soma, the gladdening juice,
109    9,  109, 17|                     17 With endless genial flow
110   10,   27, 17|                     17 The Heroes dressed with
111   10,   61, 12|                     17 Vaitarana, doubly kinsman,
112   10,   63, 17|                     17 Thus hatb the thoughtful
113   10,   64, 17|                     17 Thus hath the thoughtful
114   10,   85, 17|                     17 To Surya and the Deities,
115   10,   87, 17|                     17 The cow gives milk each
116   10,   88, 17|                     17 Which of us twain knows
117   10,   89, 17|                     17 O Indra, thus may we be
118   10,   95, 17|                     17 I, her best love, call Urvasi
119   10,   97, 17|                     17 What time, descending from
 
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