{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av20022.htm","path":"hin/av/av20022.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av20022.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n\u00a01Hero, the Soma being pressed I pour the juice for thee to drink\n \u00a0\u00a0Sate thee and finish thy carouse.\n 2Let not the fools, or those who mock, beguile thee when they\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0seek thine aid:\n \u00a0\u00a0Love not the enemies of prayer.\n 3Here let them with rich milky draught cheer thee to great\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0munificence:\n \u00a0\u00a0Drink as the wild bull drinks the lake.\n 4Praise, even as he is known, with song Indra, the guardian of\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0the kine,\n \u00a0\u00a0The Son of Truth, Lord of the brave.\n 5Hither his bay steeds have been sent, red steeds are on the\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0sacred grass.\n \u00a0\u00a0Where we in concert sing our songs.\n 6For Indra, Thunder-armed, the kine have yielded mingled milk\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0and meath,\n \u00a0\u00a0What time he found them in the vault.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 20: Hymn 22","type":"page"}