Book 20: Hymn 130

HYMN CXXX 1, 2Who carried off these stores of milk? Who took the dark cow's milk away? 3, 4Who took away the white cow's milk t Who took the black cow's milk away? 5, 6 Question this man, Where do I ask? Where, whom that knoweth do I ask? 7, 8Not to the belly comes the grain. The patient ones are angry now. 9, 10Undecked with gems, and decked with gems: deity rivalling the Sun. 11, 12Dapple, Harinikā, and Bay ran forward to the liberal gifts. 13, 14When the horn's blast hath sounded forth let not our friend discover thee. 15, 16Hither to the cow's son they come. Libation hath rejoiced the God. 17, 18Then cried they. Here he is, and, Here; again the cry was, Here is he. 19, 20Then not defective be our steeds! A splinter so diminutive!