Part II, Book IV — Uttarārcika hymns

LIGHT of the sacrifice, he pours delicious meath, most wealthy, father and begetter of the Gods.

The Lord of heaven, the vigorous and far-seeing one,

As Pavamana thou flowest before the streams: thou

THROUGH our desire of heroes, kine, and horses,

By rivers andby sheep .-by the purifying waters and the woollen filter.

As Pavam&na thou flowest : or, 'Thou flowest, being purified.'

The migthy waters, yea, the floods accompany thee

The lake is brightened in the floods. Soma, our

The tawny Bull hath bellowed, fair as mighty Mitra

Songs, Iridra, active in their might, are beautified

To thee who givest ample room we pray, to win the

Winner of kine Indu, art thou, winner of heroes,

Pour on us, Indu! Indra-strength with a full stream

0 SOMA Pavamana, be victorious, win us high renown ; And make us better than we are !

Win th«>u the light, win heavenly light, and, Soma,

Win skilful strength and mental power ! O Soma,

Ye purifiers, purify Sum* for Indra, for his drink : Make thou us better than we are !

Give us our portion in the Sun through thine own

Through thine own mental power and aids long may

Well-weaponed Soma, pour to us a stream of riches

As one victorious, unsubdued in battle, pour forth

With offerings, Pavamana ! men have strengthened

O Indu, bring us wealth in steeds brilliant and

FORTH with his stream who gladdens best these Soma

Thou flowest to enjoy the milk, and bringest valour,

And, hymned by Jamadagni, let all nourishment

FOR Jatavedas, worthy of our praise, will we frame

We will bring fuel and prepare our sacred gifts,

General praises : parishtabah : the meaning of the word here is

SOON as the Sun hath risen I sing to you, to Mitra,

With wealth of gold may this my song bring unmol-

May we be thine, God Varuna, and with our princes,

YEA, ye are priests of sacrifice, winners in war and

Bountiful, riders on the car, slayers of Vritra,

The men with pressing-stones have pressed this

FOR Indra girt by Maruts, flow, thou Indu, very

Sages who know the lore of speech deck thee, the

Let Mitra, Varuna, Aryaman drink Pavamdna's

DEFT-HANDED ! thou when purified liftest thy voice

Made pure, as Pavamana, in the sheep's long wool, the Steer hath bellowed in the vat.

HIM here, the offspring of the sea, the ten swift

With Indra and with Vayu he, effused, flows onward

Flow rich in sweets and lovely for our Bhaga, Vayu,

WITH Indra splendid feasts be ours, rich in all strengthening things, wherewith,

The meeting -place : meaning the vessels appropriated to the libations which are to be offered to the several deities.

That, Satakratu. thou, to serve and please thy praisers,

As a good cow to him who milks, we call the doer

Come thou to our libations, drink of Soma, Soma-

So may we be acquainted with thine innermost bene-

As, like the Morning, thou hast filled, O Indra,

Thou bearest in thine hand a lance like a long hook,

Relax that mortal's stubborn strength whose heart

SOMA, the dweller on the hills, effused, hath flowed into the sieve.

Thou art a holy bard, a Sage ; the meath is offspring

All-deities of one accord have come that they may

EFFUSED is he who brings £ood things, who brinsrsus

He whom our Indra and the Marut host shall drink,

FRIENDS, hymn your Lord who makes him pure for

Like as a calf with mother cows, so Indu is urged

Effectual help to power is hef he is a banquet for

FOR us the Soma juices flow, the drops best fur-

These Soma juices, skilled in song, purified, blent

The rronp : the host of M.truts, the bauded Storrn-Gods. More

POUR forth this wealth with this purification : flow

Flow on for us with this purification to the famed

Eagerly do we pray for those two exploits, at the

SING to your Indra, mightiest Vritra-slayer, sing to

FORTH on their way the glorious drops have flowed

Down in the mighty waters sinks the stream of

About the holy place the Steer, true, guileless,

When the Sage, purging manly deeds and lofty

When purified, he sits enthroned as King over the

Most dear, gold-coloured, in the fleece he sinks,

He goes to Indra, Vayu, and the Asvins with the

The waves of pleasant Soma flow to Bhaga, Mitra,

Gain for us, O ye Heaven and Earth, riches of meatli

We choose to-day that chariot-steed of thine, the

AGNI Vaisvanara, born in course of Order, the messenger of earth, the head of heaven,

To thee, immortal ! when to life thou springest all the Gods sing for joy as to their infant.

Him have they praised, mid-point of sacrifices, great

That chariot-steed of thine : meaning the flowing Soma itself.

0 INDRA marvellously bright, come, these iiDations long for thoe,

Urged by the holy singer, sped by song, come nigh,

Mid-point of sacrifices : ' the boud of srcrifices.' — Wilsou. Agui or tire is essential in all sacrifices.

Approach, O Indra, hasting thee, Lord of bay

INDD hath started forth for Indra's settled place, and

Your hymns of pleasant sound, praiseworthy, fond of lauds, have come into the hall enclosed for sacrifice. Singers have hymned the golden-colured as he sports, and milch- kine have come near to meet him

Indra and Agni : that, is, you, the deities who are addressed.

No one by deed attains to him who works and

The powerful conqueror, invincible in war, him at

SIT down, O friends, and sing aloud to him who

Loose him who bringeth household wealth, even

Thrice a day : at the three appointed sacrifices.

THR Strong hath flowed forth in a thousand streams, flowed through the filter and the sheep's long wool.

With ceaseless genial flow the Strong hath run,

Pressed out with stones, directed by the men,

THE Soma juices which have been expressed afar or

Those pressed among Arjikas, pressed among the

May these celestial drops, expressed, pour forth upon

MAY Vatsa draw thy mind away even from thy

Thou art alike in many a place : through all the

When we are seeking spoil we call Agni to help us

O INDRA, bring great strength to us, bring valour,

For, gracious Satakratu, thou hast ever been a mother

To thee, strong ! much-invoked ! who showest forth

STONE-DARTING Indra, wondrous God, what wealth thou hast not given me here,

Bring what thou deemest worth the wish, O Indra,

Thy lofty spirit famed in all the regions as appeas-