This day have I sought the noble son, the wealth-bestower, with his chariot. Give the son of the portion, nourish the rival's waning hero; let him grow by the songs of the children.

Desirous (of again beholding you), I have this day obtained you, who have done in the morning a good deed; the performer of a sacrifice with a wealth-laden car, refresh yoursel fwiththe effused libation of the exhilarating (Soma), and augment with sincere prayers (the prosperity) of the chief of the flourishing race.

Longing, I came this morning to the pious, the son of sacrifice, with car wealth. laden. Give him to drink juice of the stalk that gladdens; prosper with pleasant hymns the Lord of Heroes.