THY bounty, Dasyave-vrka, exhaustless hath displayed itself: Its fulness is as broad as heaven.
Ten thousand Dasyave-vrka, the son of Putakrata, hath From his own wealth bestowed on me.
A hundred asses hath he given, a hundred head of fleecy sheep, A hundred slaves, and wreaths besides.
There also was a mare led forth, picked out for Putakrata's sake, Not of the horses of the herd.
Observant Agni hath appeared, oblation-bearer with his car. Agni with his resplendent flame hath shone on high as shines the Sun, hath shone like Sūrya in theheavens.
