Rig Veda 9.36

kārṣman vājī ny akramīt

Forth from the mortar is the juice sent, like a car-horse, to the sieve: The Steed steps forward to the goal.

sa vahniḥ soma jāgṛviḥ pavasva devavīr ati abhi kośam madhuścutam

Thus, Soma, watchful, bearing well, cheering the Gods, flow past the sieve, Turned to the vat that drops with meath.

sa no jyotīṃṣi pūrvya pavamāna vi rocaya kratve dakṣāya no hinu

Excellent Pavamana, make the lights shine brightly out for us. Speed us to mental power and skill.

śumbhamāna ṛtāyubhir mṛjyamāno gabhastyoḥ pavate vāre avyaye

He, beautified by pious men, and coming from their hands adorned, Flows through the fleecy straining-cloth.

sa viśvā dāśuṣe vasu somo divyāni pārthivā pavatām āntarikṣyā

May Soma pour all treasures of the heavens, the earth, the firmament Upon the liberal worshipper.

ā divas pṛṣṭham aśvayur gavyayuḥ soma rohasi vīrayuḥ śavasas pate

Thou mountest to the height of heaven, O Soma, seeking steeds and kine, And seeking heroes, Lord of Strength!