1, 2 He minishes, he splits in twain: crush it and let it be destroyed.

3, 4 The All-Seeing goes with the angels; the Wind has a hundred reins.

5, 6 A hundred golden steeds has he, a hundred chariots wrought of gold,

7, 8 a hundred bits of golden bronze, a hundred golden necklaces.

9, 10 Lover of Kusa grass, Unploughed! Fat is not reckoned in the hoof.

11, 12 The ladle does not hold apart the entrails and the clotted blood.

13, 14 This, O Mandarika, is mine. Thy trees are standing in a clump.

15, 16 The plain domestic sacrifice, the sacrifice with burning dung.

17, 18 Asvattha, Dhava, Khadira, leaf taken from the Aratu.

19, 20 The man pervaded thoroughly lies on the ground as if he were slain.

21, 22 The biestings only have they milked: one-and-a-half of the wild ass,

23 and two hides of an elephant.