HYMN LXXV

A blessing on cows

Let not a thief or wicked man possess you: let not the dart of
Rudra come anear you,
Prolific, shining in the goodly pasture, drinking at pleasant pools
the limpid water.
Ye know the place and rest content, close-gathered, called by
many a name. Come to me, Goddesses, with Gods
Bedew with streams of fatness us, this cattle-pen, and all this
place.