1From heaven hath Pavamana, made, as 'twere, the marvellous thunder, and The lofty light of all mankind.

2The gladdening and auspicious juice of thee, O Pavamana, King! Flows o'cr the woollen straining-cloth.

3Thy juice, O Pavamana, sends its rays abroad fixe splendid skill, Like lustre, all heaven's light, to see.