BOOK XX

HYMN I

1Thee, Indra, we invoke, the Bull, what time the Soma hath been
   pressed.
  Drink of the sweetly-flavoured juice.
2The best of guardian hath the man within whose dwelling-place
   ye drink,
  O Maruts, giants of the sky.
3Let us serve Agni with our hyms, Sage who consumeth ox and
   cow,
  Who beareth Soma on his back.

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