Mandala 9, Hymn 107, Verse 1
परी॒तो षि॑ञ्चता सु॒तं सोमो॒ य उ॑त्त॒मं ह॒विः द॒ध॒न्वाँ यो नर्यो॑ अ॒प्स्व१॒॑न्तरा सु॒षाव॒ सोम॒मद्रि॑भिः
"HENCE sprinkle forth the juice effused,. Soma, the best of sacred gifts, Who, friend of man, hath run amid the water-streams. He hath pressed Soma out with stones."