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THE SAMA VEDA<br />
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XIII Indra<br />
1. With Plenty for his true ally the active man will gain the spoil.<br />
Your Indra, much-invoked, I bend with song, as bends a wright his wheel of solid wood.<br />
2. They who bestow great riches love not paltry praise: wealth comes not to the niggard churl.<br />
Light is the task to give, O Maghavan, to one like me on the decisive day.<br />
XIV Soma Pavamana<br />
1. Three several words are uttered: kine are lowing cows. who give the milk:<br />
The tawny-hued goes bellowing on.<br />
2. The young and sacred mothers of the holy rite have uttered praise,<br />
Embellishing the Child of Heaven.<br />
3. From every side, O Soma, for our profit, pour thou forth four seas.<br />
Filled full of riches thousandfold!<br />
XV Soma Pavamana<br />
1. The Somas, very rich in sweets, for which the sieve is distined,<br />
flow Effused, the source of Indra's joy: may you strong juices reach the Gods!<br />
2. Indu flows on for Indra's sake,-thus have the deities declared.<br />
The Lord of Speech exerts himself, controller of all power and might.<br />
3. Inciter of the voice of song, with thousand streams the ocean flows.<br />
Even Soma, Lord of opulence, the friend of Indra, day by day.<br />
XVI Soma Pavamana<br />
1. SPREAD is thy cleansing filter, Brahmanaspati: as prince thou enterest its limbs from every side.<br />
The raw; whose mass bath not been heated. gains not this: they only which are dressed, which bear,<br />
attain to it.<br />
2. High in the seat of heaven is placed the scorcher's sieve: its, threads are standing separate,<br />
glittering with light.<br />
The swift ones favour him who purifieth this: with brilliancy they mount up to the height of heaven.<br />
3. The foremost spotted Steer bath made the Mornings shine: he bellows, fain for war, among created<br />
things.<br />
By his high wisdom have the mighty Sages wrought: the Fathers who behold mankind laid down the<br />
germ.<br />
XVII Agni<br />
1. Sing forth to him, the holy, most munificent, sublime with his refulgent glow,<br />
To Agni, ye Upastutas<br />
2. Worshipped with gifts, enkindled, splendid, Maghavan shall win<br />
himself heroic fame:<br />
And will not his more plentiful benevolence come to us with abundant strength?<br />
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