“ INVOKED to drink the Soma juice, come with thy Bay Steeds, Thunder-armed Come, Indra, hitherward to me. 2. Our priest is seated, true to time; the grass is regularly strewn; The pressing-stones were set at morn. 3. These prayers, O thou who hearest prayer are offered: seat thee on the grass. Hero, enjoy the offered cake. 4. O Vrtra-slayer, be thou pleased with these libations, with these hymns, Song-loving Indra, with our lauds. 5. Our hymns caress the Lord of Strength, vast, drinker of the Soma's juice, Indra, as mother-cows their calf. ”