Jaiminīya (Talavakāra) Brāhmaṇa 1.220

1.220

tasyai ha grāvāṇa iva dantā ūduḥ
sa indra ādravadgrāvāṇo vai vadantīti
sābhivyāharat
kanyā vāravāyatī somamapi srutāvidat
astaṃ bharantyabravīdindrāya sunavai tvā śakrāya sunavai tvā
iti
asyai vā idaṃ grāvāṇa iva dantā vadantīti viditvendraḥ parāṅāvartata
tamabravīd
asau ya eṣi vīrako gṛhaṃ-gṛhaṃ vicākaśat
imaṃ jambhasutaṃ piba dhānāvantaṃ karambhiṇamapūpavantamukthinam
iti
anādriyamāṇaivaitamabravīd
ā cana tvā cikitsāmo'dhi cana tvā nemasi
iti
purā mā sārdhayarcāpālā stautītyapaparyāvartata
śanairiva śanakairivendrāyendo pari srava
ityevāsyai mukhātsomaṃ niradhayat
somapītha iva ha vā asya sa bhavati ya evaṃ vidvānstriyai mukhamupajighrati

Her teeth sounded like pressing-stones. Indra ran up, thinking, "The pressing-stones are speaking!" She spoke out:
"The maiden, going down to the water, found soma by the stream;
carrying it home she said: 'For Indra I will press you, for the mighty one I will press you!'"
Realizing, "Her teeth sound like pressing-stones," Indra turned away. She said to him:
"You hero over there who go about, looking into house after house,
drink this [soma] pressed by the jaws, accompanied by parched grain, gruel, cake, and hymn!"
Not minding [his hesitation], she said to him:
"We do not understand you, nor do we pay attention to you."
Thinking, "Before she finishes the half-verse, Apālā is praising me," he turned back.
"Slowly, as it were, very slowly, as it were, flow around, O drop, for Indra!"—
thus indeed he sucked the soma out of her mouth. It is like a drinking of soma for him who, knowing thus, smells the mouth of a woman.

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tāmabravīdapāle kiṃkāmāsīti

He said to her: "Apālā, what do you desire?"

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sābravīd

She said:

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imāni trīṇi viṣṭapā tānīndra vi rohaya

"These three places, O Indra, make them sprout:

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śirastatasyorvarāmādidaṃ ma upodire

my father's head, his cultivated field, and this [part] of mine below the belly.

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sarvā tā romaśā kṛdhi

Make them all hairy!"

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iti

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khalatirhāsyai pitāsa

Her father was bald.

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taṃ hākhalatiṃ cakāra

Him he made non-bald.

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urvarā hāsya na jajñe

His cultivated field did not yield.

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so ha jajñe

It yielded.