Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1Rise up and look upon the share of Indra fixt by ritual use.
Whether ye poured libation dressed or took delight in it un-
cooked.
2Libation is prepared. Come to us, Indra: the Sun hath travelled
over half his journey.
Friends with their treasures sit around thee, waiting like heads
of houses for their wandering chieftain.
3Dressed in the udder and on fire, I fancy; well dressed, I fancy,
is this new oblation.
Quaff thickened milk of noon's libation, Indra, well pleased, O
Thunderer, famed for many an exploit!