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Sama Veda
Part second, Book 2, Chapter II, XII, Indra
1. We compass thee like water, we whose grass is trimmed and Soma pressed.
Here where the filter pours its stream, thy worshippers round thee, O Vritra-slayer, sit.
2. Men, Vasu! by the Soma with lauds call thee to the foremost place.
When cometh he athirst unto the juice as home, O Indra, like a bellowing bull?
3. O valiant hero, boldly win thousandfold spoil with Kanva's sons!
O active Maghavan, with eager prayer we crave the yellowhued with store of kine.
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