Atharvaveda 3.17

The poets (kaví) harness the plows (sī́ra), they extend severally the yokes—they the wise ones (dhī́ra), with desire of favor (?) toward the gods.

Harness ye the plows, extend the yokes; scatter (vap) the seed here in the prepared womb; may the bunch (?) of virā́j be burdened for us; may the sickles draw in (ā-yu) the ripe [grain] yet closer.

Let the plow (lā́n̄gala), lance-pointed, well-lying, with well-smoothed handle, turn up (ud-vap) cow, sheep, an on-going chariot-frame, and a plump wench.

Let Indra hold down the furrow; let Pūshan defend it; let it, rich in milk, yield to us each further summer.

Successfully (çunám) let the good plowshares thrust apart the earth; successfully let the plowmen follow the beasts of draft; O Çunāsīrā, do ye (two), dripping (?) with oblation, make the herbs rich in berries for this man.

Successfully let the draft-animals, successfully the men, successfully let the plow (lā́n̄gala) plow; successfully let the straps be bound; successfully do thou brandish the goad.

O Çunāsīrā, do ye (two) enjoy me here; what milk ye have made in heaven, therewith pour ye upon this [furrow].

O furrow, we reverence thee; be [turned] hitherward, O fortunate one, that thou mayest be well-willing to us, that thou mayest become of good fruit for us.

With ghee, with honey (mádhu) [is] the furrow all anointed, approved (anu-man) by all the gods, by the Maruts; do thou, O furrow, turn hither unto us with milk, rich in refreshment, swelling with fulness of ghee.