Book, Hymn, Verse 
 1    1,   22, 20|                         20 The princes evermore behold
 2    1,   23, 20|                         20 Within the Waters-Soma thus
 3    1,   25, 19|                         20 Thou, O wise God, art Lord
 4    1,   30, 20|                         20 What mortal, O immortal
 5    1,   36, 20|                         20 The flames of Agni full
 6    1,   84, 20|                         20 Let not thy bounteous gifts,
 7    1,   91, 20|                         20 To him who worships Soma
 8    1,  112, 20|                         20 Wherewith ye bring great
 9    1,  113, 20|                         20 Whatever splendid wealth
10    1,  116, 20|                         20 Ye bore away at night by
11    1,  117, 20|                         20 Ye, Wonder-Workers, filled
12    1,  162, 20|                         20 Let not thy dear soul burn
13    1,  164, 20|                         20 Two Birds with fair wings,
14    2,   11, 20|                         20 He cast down Arbuda what
15    2,   41, 20|                         20 This our.effectual sacrifice,
16    3,    1, 20|                         20 To thee who art of old these
17    3,   30, 20|                         20 With kine and horses satisfy
18    3,   31, 20|                         20 Far forth are spread the
19    3,   53, 20|                         20 Let not this sovran of the
20    3,   54, 20|                         20 Hear us the mouatains which
21    3,   55, 20|                         20 The two great meeting Bowls
22    4,    1, 20|                         20 The freest God of all who
23    4,    2, 20|                         20 Agni, Disposer, we have
24    4,   16, 20|                         20 Now, as the Bhrgus wrought
25    4,   17, 20|                         20 E’en so let Maghavan, the
26    4,   30, 20|                         20 For Divodasa, him who brought
27    4,   32, 20|                         20 A bounteous Giver, give
28    5,   41, 20|                         20 Visit us while she shares
29    6,   16, 20|                         20 For he gave riches that
30    6,   44, 20|                         20 Beside the vat, Strong God!
31    6,   45, 20|                         20 For he alone is Lord of
32    6,   47, 20|                         20 Gods, we have reached a
33    6,   48, 20|                         20 May the kind excellence
34    7,    1, 20|                         20 Give strength and power
35    7,   18, 20|                         20 Not to be scorned, but like
36    7,   32, 20|                         20 With Plenty for his true
37    7,   34, 20|                         20 What time our wives draw
38    7,   56, 20|                         20 These Maruts rouse even
39    7,  104, 20|                         20 They fly, the demon dogs,
40    8,    1, 20|                         20 Let me not, still beseeching
41    8,    2, 20|                         20 Let him not, wrathful with
42    8,    3, 20|                         20 Bright were the flaming
43    8,    4, 20|                         20 What by his morning songs
44    8,    5, 20|                         20 For this, ye Lords of ample
45    8,    6, 20|                         20 Which, teeming, have received
46    8,    7, 20|                         20 Where, Bounteous Lords for
47    8,    8, 20|                         20 Aid us, O Heroes, for those
48    8,    9, 20|                         20 Forward for glory and for
49    8,   12, 20|                         20 With worship, him whom men
50    8,   13, 20|                         20 That mind of Rudra, fresh
51    8,   18, 20|                         20 The Maruts' high protecting
52    8,   19, 20|                         20 Show forth the mind that
53    8,   20, 20|                         20 Who, like a celebrated boxer,
54    8,   23, 20|                         20 With lifted ladles let us
55    8,   24, 20|                         20 To him who wins the kine,
56    8,   25, 20|                         20 With him who sits afar the
57    8,   26, 19|                         20 Harness the steeds who draw
58    8,   27, 20|                         20 Or, Asuras, when ye have
59    8,   32, 20|                         20 Drink milky draughts which
60    8,   35, 20|                         20 Further like running streams
61    8,   43, 20|                         20 So, Agni, unto thee the
62    8,   44, 20|                         20 We ever claim the friendship
63    8,   45, 20|                         20 O Lord of Strength, we rest
64    8,   46, 20|                         20 O Winner, noble winner,
65    8,   49, 20|                         20 Let no fiend come among
66    8,   56, 20|                         20 Let not Vivasvan's weapon
67    8,   81, 20|                         20 We summon Indra to the draught,
68    8,   82, 20|                         20 With whose libation joys
69    8,   85, 20|                         20 Indra is Vrtra's slayer,
70    8,   91, 20|                         20 O Agni, whatsoever be the
71    9,   61, 20|                         20 Killing the foeman and his
72    9,   62, 20|                         20 Indu, the living men milk
73    9,   63, 20|                         20 The singers, seeking help,
74    9,   64, 20|                         20 What time the Swift One
75    9,   65, 20|                         20 Soma, the Water-winner flows
76    9,   66, 20|                         20 Agni is Pavamana, Sage,
77    9,   67, 20|                         20 This juice bruised by the
78    9,   86, 20|                         20 On, with the prudent singers,
79    9,   96, 20|                         20 Like a fair youth who decorates
80    9,   97, 20|                         20 Without a car, without a
81    9,  107, 19|                         20 Close to thy bosom am I,
82    9,  109, 20|                         20 Indu they balm with pleasant
83   10,   27, 20|                         20 These my two Bulls, even
84   10,   61, 15|                         20 So mid these tribes he rests,
85   10,   85, 20|                         20 Mount this, all-shaped,
86   10,   86, 18|                         20 The desert plains and steep
87   10,   87, 20|                         20 Guard us, O Agni, from above
88   10,   97, 20|                         20 Unharmed be he who digs
89 AppII         | 24 syllables instead of 20.~Dhrti: consisting of seventy-two
 
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