Rig Veda 9.77

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More beauteous than the beautiful, as Indra's bolt, this Soma, rich in sweets, hath clamoured in the vat. Dropping with oil, abundant, streams of sacrifice flow unto him like milch-kine, lowing, with their milk.

sa pūrvyaḥ pavate yaṃ divas pari śyeno mathāyad iṣitas tiro rajaḥ sa madhva ā yuvate vevijāna it kṛśānor astur manasāha bibhyuṣā

On flows that Ancient One whom, hitherward, from heaven, sped through the region of the air, the Falcon snatched. He, quivering with alarm and terrified in heart before bow-armed Krisanu, holdeth fast the sweet.

te naḥ pūrvāsa uparāsa indavo mahe vājāya dhanvantu gomate īkṣeṇyāso ahyo na cāravo brahma brahma ye jujuṣur havir haviḥ

May those first freshest drops of Soma juice effused flow on, their way to bring us mighty strength in kine. Beauteous as serpents, worthy to be looked upon, they whom each sacred gift and all our prayers have pleased.

ayaṃ no vidvān vanavad vanuṣyata induḥ satrācā manasā puruṣṭutaḥ inasya yaḥ sadane garbham ādadhe gavām urubjam abhy arṣati vrajam

May that much-lauded Indu, with a heart inclined to us, well-knowing, fight against our enemies. He who hath brought the germ beside the Strong One's seat moves onward to the widely-opened stall of kine.

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The active potent juice of heaven is flowing on, great Varuna whom the forward man can ne'er deceive. Mitra, the Holy, hath been pressed for troubled times, neighing like an impatient horse amid the herd.