RV 9.18

Ralph T. H. Griffith, 1896 · 7 verses · Read at the source

9.18.1THOU, Soma, dweller on the hills, effused, hast flowed into the sieve,: All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

9.18.2Thou art a sacred Bard, a Sage; the meath is offspring of thy sap: All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

9.18.3All Deities of one accord have come that they may drink of thee: All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

9.18.4He who containeth in his hands all treasures much to be desired: All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

9.18.5Who milketh out this mighty Pair, the Earth and Heaven, like mother kine All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

9.18.6Who in a moment mightily floweth around these two world-halves: All-bounteous art thou in carouse.

9.18.7The Strong One, being purified, hath in the pitchers cried aloud: All-bounteous art thou in carouse.