This barley, combined with honey, the gods plowed much on the Sarasvatī, in behalf of Manu (?); Indra, of a hundred abilities, was furrow-master; the liberal (? sudā́nu) Maruts were the plowmen.
yas te mado 'vakeśo vikeśo yenābhihasyaṃ puruṣaṃ kṛṇoṣi | ārāt tvad anyā vanāni vṛkṣi tvaṃ śami śatavalśā vi roha ||2||
The intoxication that is thine, with loosened hair, with disheveled hair, wherewith thou makest a man to be laughed at—far from thee do I wrench [out] other woods; do thou, O çamī́, grow up with a hundred twigs.