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Atharvaveda 20.128

Atharvavedasaṃhitā 20.128

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Sanskrit

20.128.1

yáḥ sabhéyo vidathyàḥ sutvā́ yajvā́tha pū́ruṣaḥ |
sū́ryaṃ cā́mū riśā́dásas tád devā́ḥ prā́g akalpayan ||1||

The worshipper who pours the juice, for gathering and assembly fit, And yonder foe-destroying Sun,—these have the Gods designed of old.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.2

yó jāmyā́ áprathayas tád yát sákhāyaṃ dúdhūrṣati |
jyéṣṭho yád apracetās tád āhur ádharāg íti ||2||

He who defiles a sister, he who willingly would harm a friend, The fool who slights his elder, these, they say, must suffer down. below.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.3

yád bhadrásya púruṣasya putró bhavati dādhr̥ṣíḥ |
tád vipró ábravīd u tád gandharváḥ kā́myaṃ vácaḥ ||3||

Whenever any good man's son becometh bold and spirited, Then hath the wise Gandharva said this pleasant upward-point- ing word.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.4

yáśca paṇí rághujiṣṭhyó yáśca devā́m̐ ádāśuriḥ |
dhī́rāṇāṃ śáśvatām aháṃ tád apāg íti śuśruma ||4||

The most unprofitable churl, the wealthy men who brings no. gift, These, verily, as we have heard, are cast away by all the wise.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.5

yé ca devā́ áyajantā́tho yé ca parādadíḥ |
sū́ryo dívam iva gatvā́ya maghávā no ví rapśate ||5||

But they who have adored the Gods, and they who have best- owed their gifts, Those liberal lords are filled with wealth like Sūrya risen up to heaven.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.6

yó'nāktā́kṣo anabhyaktó ámaṇivó áhiraṇyávaḥ |
ábrahmā bráhmaṇaḥ putrástotā́ kálpeṣu saṃmítā ||6||

With unanointed eyes and limbs, wearing no gem or ring of gold. No priest, no Brāhman's son is he: these things are ordered in the rules.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.7

yá āktā́kṣaḥ subhyaktáḥ súmaṇiḥ súhiraṇyávaḥ |
súbrahmā bráhmaṇaḥ putrástotā́ kálpeṣu saṃmítā ||7||

With well-anointed limbs and eyes, wearing fair gem and golden, ring, Good priest is he, the Brāhman's son; these things are ordered in the rules.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.8

áprapāṇā́ ca veśantā́ revā́m̐ áprátidiśyayaḥ |
áyabhyā kanyā̀ kalyāṇī́ totā́ kálpeṣu saṃmítā ||8||

Pools with no place for drinking, and the wealthy man who. giveth naught, The pretty girl you may not touch, these things are ordered in: the rules.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.9

súprapāṇā́ ca veśantā́ revā́nt súprátidiśyayaḥ |
súyabhyā kanyā̀ kalyāṇī́ totā́ kálpeṣu saṃmítā ||9||

Pools with good drinking places, and the wealthy man who freely gives, The pretty girl who may be touched, these things are ordered in the rules.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.10

párivr̥ktā́ ca máhiṣī svastyā̀ ca yudhíṃ gamáḥ |
ánāśuráścā́yāmī́ totā́ kálpeṣu saṃmítā ||10||

The favourite wife neglected, and the man who safely shuns the fight, A sluggish horse whom none may guide, these things are order- ed in the rules.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.11

vāvātā́ ca máhiṣī svastyā̀ ca yudhíṃ gamáḥ |
śvāśúraś cāyāmī́ totā́ kálpeṣu saṃmítā ||11||

The favourite wife most dearly loved, the man who safely goes to war, The fleet steed who obeys the rein, these things are ordered in the rules.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.12

yád indrādo dāśarājñé mā́nuṣaṃ ví gāhathāḥ |
vírūpaḥ sárvasmā āsīt sahá yakṣā́ya kálpate ||12||

When, Indra, thou, as no man could, didst plunge into the Ten Kings' fight, That was a guard for every man: for he is formed to stay disease.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.13

tváṃ vr̥ṣākṣúṃ maghavann ámraṃ maryā́káro ráviḥ |
tváṃ rauhiṇáṃ vyā̀syo ví vr̥trásyā́bhinac chíraḥ ||13||

Easily conquering Maghavan, thou, Hero, bentest Raji down, Rentest asunder Rauhina, calvest in pieces Vritra's head.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.14

yáḥ párvatān vyàdadhād yó apó vyagāhathāḥ |
índro yó vr̥trahā́nmaháṃ tásmād indra námo 'stu te ||14||

Thou who didst separate the clouds and penetrate the water- floods, To thee, great slayer of the foe, be glory, Indra, yea, to thee!

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.15

pr̥ṣṭháṃ dhā́vantaṃ haryór áuccaiḥ śravasám abruvan |
svastyáśva jáitrāyéndram ā́ vaha susrájam ||15||

They said to Auchchaihsravasa running as side-horse of the Bays, Safely to victory, O Steed, bear Indra with the beauteous wreath.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

20.128.16

yé tvā śvetā́ ájaiśravasó hā́ryo yuñjánti dákṣiṇam |
pū́rvā námasya devā́nāṃ bíbhrad indra mahīyate ||16||

They yoke the white mares, on the Bay's right harness Auchchai- hsravasa. He joyeth as he carrieth Indra the foremost of the Gods.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1895, The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

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