HYMN LXXI. Mitra-Indra.

O Indra and Mitra, ye who subdue the foemen, come with might To this our goodly offerings.

For, Indra and Mitra, ye Sages are Rulers over all. Fill full our songs, for this ye can.

Come to the juice that we have pressed. Indra, Mitra, come to drink This Soma of the worshipper.