The head of this is prayer, its back the Brihat, Odanas's belly is
the Vāmadevya;
Its face reality, its sides the metre, Vishtāri sacrifice produced
from fervour.
Boneless, cleansed, purified by him who cleanseth, they go res-
plendent to the world of splendour.
Fire burneth not their organ of enjoyment: much pleasure have
they in the world of Svarga.
Never doth want or evil fortune visit those who prepare oblation
called Vishtāri.
He goes unto the Gods, he dwells with Yama, he joys among
Gandharvas meet for Soma.
Yama robs not of generative vigour the men who dress oblation
called Vishtāri.
Borne on his car, a charioteer, he travels: endowed with wings
he soars beyond the heavens.
Strongest is this, performed, of sacrifices: he hath reached
heaven who hath prepared Vishtāri.
The oval-fruited lotus spreads his fibre: there bloom the nelo-
phar and water-lilies.
Abundant with their overflow of sweetness, these streams shall
reach thee in the world of Svarga, whole lakes with lotus-
blossom shall approach thee.
Full lakes of butter with their banks of honey, flowing with wine,
and milk and curds and water
Abundant with their overflow of sweetness, these streams shall
reach thee in the world of Svarga, whole lakes with lotus-
blossom shall approach thee.
I give four pitchers, in four several places, filled to the brim with
milk and curds and water.
Abundant with their overflow of sweetness, these streams shall
reach thee in the world of Svarga, whole lakes with lotus-
blossom shall approach thee.
I part this Odana among the Brāhmans, Vishtāri, conquering
worlds and reaching heaven.
Let me not lose it: swelling by its nature, be it my perfect Cow
to grant all wishes!
