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01.028.09    Take up in beakers what remains: the Soma on the filter pour,
02.036.01    WATER and milk hath he endued, sent forth to thee: the men have drained him with the filters and the stones.
03.036.07    They drain the stalk out with their arms, quick-banded, and cleanse it with a stream of mead and filters.
08.002.02    Washed by the men, pressed out with stones, strained through the filter made of wool,
08.033.01    Here where the filter pours its stream, thy worshippers round thee, O Vrtra-slayer, sit.
09.006.03    Flow to the filter hitherward, pouring that ancient gladdening juice,
09.006.05    Whom, having passed the filter, ten dames cleanse, as' twere a vigorous steed,
09.008.05    When through the filter thou art poured, we clothe thee with a robe of milk
09.024.05    Thou, Indu, when, effused by stones, thou runnest to the filter, art,
09.025.06    Flow, best exhilarator, Sage, flow to the filter in a stream
09.027.02    Is poured upon the filtering-cloth.
09.027.05    This Pavamana, gladdening draught, drops on the filtering cloth, and then
09.028.02    Within the filter hath he flowed, this Soma for the Gods effused,
09.038.01    THIS Steer, this Chariot, rushes through the woollen filter, as he goes
09.051.01    ADHVARYU, on the filter pour the Soma juice expressed with stones,
09.052.01    Flow to the filter when effused.
09.060.02    Have filtered through the fleecy cloth.
09.073.07    What time the filter with a thousand streams is stretched, the thoughtful sages purify their song therein.
09.082.01    While purified he passes through the filtering fleece to seat him hawk-like on the place that drops with oil.
09.083.01    SPREAD is thy cleansing filter, Brahmanaspati: as Prince, thou enterest its limbs from every side.
09.085.05    Roaring within the beaker thou art balmed with milk: thou passest through the fleecy filter all at once.
09.085.07    The filtering juices hasten to their eulogy, the drops that gladden find their way to Indra's heart.
09.085.09    The. King is passing through the filter with a roar: they drain the milk of heaven from him who looks on men.
09.086.07    He speeds with thousand currents to the reservoir, and passes through the filter bellowing as a bull.
09.086.30    Thou in the filter, Soma Pavamana, art purified to support the region for the Gods.
09.087.04    This thine own Soma rich in meath, O Indra, Steer for the Steer, hath flowed into the filter.
09.087.07    This Soma, pressed into the cleansing filter, hath run as' twere a host let loose, the Courser;
09.088.06    These Somas passing through the fleecy filter, like rain descending from the clouds of heaven,
09.092.01    THE gold-hued juice, poured out upon the filter, is started like a car sent forth to conquer.
09.092.02    He who beholdeth man hath reached the filter: bearing his name, the Sage hath sought his dwelling.
09.096.17    By songs a Poet and a Sage by wisdom, Soma joes singing through the cleansing filter.
09.096.21    Flow on with might as Pavamana, Indu flow loudly roaring through the fleecy filter.
09.097.01    He goes, effused and singing, to the filter, like priest to measured seats supplied with cattle.
09.097.04    Let him flow, sweetly-flavoured, through the filter, and let our pious one rest in the pitcher.
09.097.11    Then in a stream he flows, milked out with press-stones, mingled with sweetness, through the fleecy filter-
09.097.24    He who beholds mankind, made pure with filters, the King supreme of Deities and mortals,
09.097.31    Now are thy streams poured forth with all their sweetness, when, purified. thou goest through the filter.
09.097.40    Steer, in the filter, on the fleecy summit, Soma, the Drop effused, hath waxen mighty.
09.097.55    Thou comest unto three extended filters, and hasteriest through each one as they cleanse thee.
09.097.56    Driving the drops at our assemblies, Indu completely traverses the fleecy filter.
09.100.06    Flow to the filter with thy stream, effused, best winner, thou, of spoil,
09.106.10    Soma, while filtered, with his wave flows through the long wool of the sheep,
09.106.12    And lifting up his voice, while filtered, glided on.
09.106.14    Thou comest to the filter, singing, from each side.
09.109.08    He hath flowed forth with thousand streams effused, flowed ihsough the filter and the sheep's long wool.
10.017.12    Or from the Adhvaryu's purifying filter, I offer thee with heart and cry of Vasat!
10.031.08    With power divine he makes his skin a filter, when the Bay Coursers bear him on as Surya.

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