1. THE Cow, the famous Mother of the wealthy Maruts, pours her milk:
Both horses of the cars are yoked,-
2. She in whose bosom all the Gods, and Sun and Moon for men to see,
Maintain their everlasting Laws.
3. This all the pious sing to us, and sacred poets evermore:
The Maruts to the Soma-draught
4. Here is the Soma ready pressed of this the Maruts drink, of this
Self-luminous the Asvins drink.
5. Of this, moreover, purified, set in three places, procreant,
Drink Varuna, Mitra, Aryaman.
6. And Indra, like the Herald Priest, desirous of the milky juice,
At early morn will quaff thereof.
7. When have the Princes gleamed and shone through waters as through troops of foes'?
When hasten they whose might is pure?
8. What favour do I claim this day of you
great Deities, you who are
Wondrously splendid in yourselves?
9. 1 call, to drink the Soma, those Maruts who spread all realms of earth
And luminous regions of the sky.
10. You, even such, pure in your might, you, O ye Maruts, I invoke
From heaven to drink this Soma juice.
11. The Maruts, those who have sustained and propped the heavens and earth apart,
I call to drink this Soma juice.
12. That vigorous band of Maruts that abideth in the mountains, I
Invoke to drink this Soma juice.
