“ Mounting thy firm and easy car, O Indra, wise and all-knowing come thou to the Soma. 5. No other worshippers must stay beside them thy Bays, thy vigorous and smooth-backed Coursers. Pass by them all and hasten onward hither: with Soma pressed we will prepare to feast thee. 6. Thine is this Sorna: hasten to approach it. Drink thou thereof, benevolent, and cease not. Sit on the sacred grass at this our worship, and take these drops into thy belly, Indra. 7. The grass is strewn for thee, pressed is the Soma; the grain is ready for thy Bays to feed on. ”