By order the fixed law was set: O Agni, bring the heavy, mild sap ripe with honey. The black, abiding mistress, swift and bright, with milk she was to be drunk.

I solicit, Agni, the milk of the cow, essential for the sacrifice; yet immature, (she possesses) the sweet and ripe (fluid); black though she be, yet with her white nutritious milk she maintains mankind in existence.

I crave the cow's true gift arranged by Order: though raw, she hath the sweet ripe juice, O Agni. Though she is black of hue with milk she teemeth, nutritious, brightly shining, all-sustaining.