"ENKINDLED, Pavamâna, Lord, sends forth his light on, every side In friendly show, the bellowing Bull."

"He, Pavamâna, Self-produced, speeds onward sharpening his horns: He glitters through the firmament."

"Brilliant like wealth, adorable, with splendour Pavamâna shines, Mightily with the streams of meath."

"The tawny Pavamâna, who strews from of old the grass with might, Is worshipped, God amid the Gods."

"The golden, the Celestial Doors are lifted with their frames on high, By Pavamâna glorified."

"With passion Pavamâna longs for the great lofty pair, well-formed Like beauteous maidens, Night and Dawn"

"Both Gods who look on men I call, Celestial Heralds: Indra's Self Is Pavamâna, yea, the Bull."

"This, Pavamâna's sacrifice, shall the three beauteous Goddesses, Sarasvatî and Bhâratî and Iḷâ, Mighty One, attend."

"I summon Tvashṭar hither, our protector, champion, earliest-born, Indu is Indra, tawny Steer; Pavamâna is Prajâpati."

"O Pavamâna, with the meath in streams anoint Vanaspati, The ever-green. the golden-hued, refulgent, with a thousand boughs."

"Come to the consecrating rite of Pavamâna, all ye Gods,– Vâyu, Sûrya, Br̥ihaspati, Indra, and Agni, in accord."