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4 5 2 04 01a eṣa u sya vṛṣā ratho 'vyā vārebhiravyata .
4 5 2 04 01c gacchanvājaṃ sahasriṇam .. 1274
4 5 2 04 02a etaṃ tritasya yoṣaṇo hariṃ hinvantyadribhiḥ .
4 5 2 04 02c indumindrāya pītaye .. 1275
4 5 2 04 03a eṣa sya mānuṣīṣvā śyeno na vikṣu sīdati .
4 5 2 04 03c gacchaṃ jāro na yoṣitam .. 1276
4 5 2 04 04a eṣa sya madyo raso 'va caṣṭe divaḥ śiśuḥ .
4 5 2 04 04c ya indurvāramāviśat .. 1277
4 5 2 04 05a eṣa sya pītaye suto harirarṣati dharṇasiḥ .
4 5 2 04 05c krandanyonimabhi priyam .. 1278
4 5 2 04 06a etaṃ tyaṃ harito daśa marmṛjyante apasyuvaḥ .
4 5 2 04 06c yābhirmadāya śumbhate .. 1279

This Bull, this chariot robes him in the sheep's long wool as heproceeds.
To war that wins a thousand spoils.

The dames of Trita with the stones urge forth this goldencoloured one,
Indu to Indra for his drink.

He like a falcon settles down amid the families of men,
Like lover speeding to his love.

This young exhilarating juice looks downward from its place in heaven,
This Soma drop that pierced the sieve.

Pressed for the draught, this tawny juice flows forth intelligent, calling out,
Unto the well-beloved place.

Him, here, the gold-decked skilful ten cleanse carefully, who make him bright.
And beauteous for the gladdening draught.