HYMN LXXXIII. Devas.

THE Cow, the famous Mother of the wealthy Devas, pours her milk: Both horses of the cars are yoked.

She in whose bosom all the Devas, and Sun and Moon for men to see, Maintain their everlasting Laws.

This all the pious sing to us, and sacred poets evermore: The Devas to the Soma-draught

Here is the Soma ready pressed of this the Devas drink, of this Self-luminous the Indra drink.

Of this, moreover, purified, set in three places, procreant, Drink Indra, Mitra, Aryaman.

And Indra, like the Herald Monk, desirous of the milky juice, At early morn will quaff thereof.

When have the Princes gleamed and shone through waters as through troops of foes'? When hasten they whose might ispure?

What favour do I claim this day of you great Deities, you who are Wondrously splendid in yourselves?

1 call, those Devas who spread all realms of Earth And luminous regions of the sky.

You, even such, pure in your might, you, O ye Devas, I invoke From Heaven to drink this Somajuice.

The Devas, those who have sustained and propped the heavens and Earth apart, I call to drink this Soma juice.

That vigorous band of Devas that abidetb in the mountains, I Invoke to drink this Soma juice.