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f The Adhvaryu is the first of the priests to start work, verily they say the Stoma should be started
by him.
g 'May speech that goes in front go in front, going straight to the gods, placing glory in me, breath
in cattle, offspring in me [2] and in the sacrificer', he says; verily he yokes speech at the beginning
of the sacrifice. The place of the sacrifice is made when having drawn off the libations they creep to
the Bahispavamana; for they go away, and they praise with verses which go away; he returns, and
with a verse addressed to Visnu reverences (the Soma); Visnu is the sacrifice; verily he makes the
sacrifice. 'O Visnu, as our nearest, O mighty one, grant us protection; the streams dripping honey
milk for thee the unfailing source', he says; verily he makes to swell by it whatever of the Soma has
dried up through lying (in the barrels).
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a By Agni may one win wealth
And abundance day by day,
Glory, full of heroes.
b Rich in cattle, in sheep, O Agni, in horses is the sacrifice;
With manly companions, ever unalterable;
Rich in food is this, O Asura, in offspring,
Enduring, wealth, deep based and rich in houses.
C Swell up.
d Together for thee.
e Here Tvastr the first,
Of all forms, I call.
May he be ours only.
f That procreant strength for us do thou,
O God Tvastr, graciously lot loose,
Whence is born a hero [1] of great deeds, of skill,
Who wieldeth the pressing-stone and loveth the gods.
g Come hither, O Tvastr, propitious,
Pervasive for abundance, and of thy own will,
Aid us in every sacrifice.,
h The hero is born, loving the gods,
Of brilliant hue, strong, and full of vigour;
Tvastr accord us offspring and descendants;
May he go to the place of the gods.
i Forth for us, O goddess.
k From the sky.
l May we milk offspring and food
From Sarasvant's breast,
Swelling for all to see [2].1
m May we enjoy the favour
Of thy waves, O Sarasvant,
Which are full of honey and drip ghee.
n Let us call for aid on this Sarasvant,
Whose ordinance all cattle follow,
Whose ordinance the waters obey,
And in whose ordinance the lord of increase doth rest.
o The divine, well-feathered bird, the great one,
Germ of the waters, male of the plants,
Who delighteth with rain from near,
This Sarasvant let us call on for aid.
p O Sinivali, with broad braids,
Who art the sister of the gods,
Accept the offering [3] which is made;
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