Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]
1Sing this, what time the juice is pressed, to him your Hero
much-invoked,
To please him as a mighty, Bull.
2He, excellent, withholdeth not his gift of power and wealth in
kine,
When he hath listened to our songs.
3May he with might disclose for us the cows' stall, whosesoe'er
it be,
To which the Dasyu-slayer goes.