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After the Seasons. Indra, drink the Soma from the Brahman's gift:Thy friendship is invincible!S. O Indra, lover of the song, we are the singers of thy praise O Soma−drinker, quicken us! 9
O Indra, in each fight and fray give to our bodies manly strength:Strong Lord, grant ever−conquering might! 10
For so thou art the brave man's friend; a hero, too, art thou, and strong:So may thine heart be won to us! DECADE V Indra 1
Like kine unmilked we call aloud, hero, to thee, and sing thy praise,Looker on heavenly light, Lord of this moving world, Lord, Indra, of what moveth not! 2
That we may win us wealth and power we poets, verily, call on thee:In war men call on thee, Indra, the hero's Lord, in the steed's race−course call on thee: 3
To you will I sing Indra's praise who gives good gifts as well we know;The praise of Maghavan who, rich in treasure, aids his singers with wealth thousandfold. 4
As cows low to their calves in stalls, so with our songs we glorify This Indra, even your wondrous God who checks attack, who takes delight in precious juice. 5
Loud singing at the sacred rite where Soma flows we priests invoke With haste, that he may help, as the bard's cherisher, Indra who findeth wealth for you 6
With Plenty for his true ally the active man will gain the spoil.Your Indra, much−invoked, I bend with song, as bends a wright his wheel of solid wood. 7
Drink, Indra, of the savoury juice, and cheer thee with our milky draught!Be, for our weal, our friend and sharer of the feast, and let thy wisdom guard us well! 8
For thou−−come to the worshipper!−−wilt find great wealth to make us rich.Fill thyself full, O Maghavan, for gain of kine, full, Indra, for the gain of steeds!
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