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Rigveda 1.191

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 1.191

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Sanskrit

1.191.1

kaṅka̍to̱ na kaṅka̱to 'tho̍ satī̱naka̍ṅkataḥ |
dvāv iti̱ pluṣī̱ iti̱ ny a1̱̍dṛṣṭā̍ alipsata ||

VENOMOUS, slightly venomous, or venomous aquatic worm,– Both creatures, stinging, unobserved, with poison have infected me.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.2

a̱dṛṣṭā̍n hanty āya̱ty atho̍ hanti parāya̱tī |
atho̍ avaghna̱tī ha̱nty atho̍ pinaṣṭi piṁṣa̱tī ||

Coming, it kills the unobserved; it kills them as it goes away, It kills them as it drives them off, and bruising bruises them to death.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.3

śa̱rāsa̱ḥ kuśa̍rāso da̱rbhāsa̍ḥ sai̱ryā u̱ta |
mau̱ñjā a̱dṛṣṭā̍ vairi̱ṇāḥ sarve̍ sā̱kaṁ ny a̍lipsata ||

Ṣaragrass, Darbha, Kuṣara, and Sairya, Munja, Vîraṇa, Where all these creatures dwell unseen, with poison have infected me.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.4

ni gāvo̍ go̱ṣṭhe a̍sada̱n ni mṛ̱gāso̍ avikṣata |
ni ke̱tavo̱ janā̍nā̱ṁ ny a1̱̍dṛṣṭā̍ alipsata ||

The cows had settled in their stalls, the beasts of prey had sought their lairs, Extinguished were the lights of men, when things unseen infected me.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.5

e̱ta u̱ tye praty a̍dṛśran prado̱ṣaṁ taska̍rā iva |
adṛ̍ṣṭā̱ viśva̍dṛṣṭā̱ḥ prati̍buddhā abhūtana ||

Or these, thesereptiles, are observed, like lurking thieves at evening time. Seers of all, themselves unseen: be therefore very vigilant.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.6

dyaur va̍ḥ pi̱tā pṛ̍thi̱vī mā̱tā somo̱ bhrātādi̍ti̱ḥ svasā̍ |
adṛ̍ṣṭā̱ viśva̍dṛṣṭā̱s tiṣṭha̍te̱laya̍tā̱ su ka̍m ||

Heaven is your Sire, your Mother Earth, Soma your Brother, Aditi Your Sister: seeing all, unseen, keep still and dwell ye happily.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.7

ye aṁsyā̱ ye aṅgyā̍ḥ sū̱cīkā̱ ye pra̍kaṅka̱tāḥ |
adṛ̍ṣṭā̱ḥ kiṁ ca̱neha va̱ḥ sarve̍ sā̱kaṁ ni ja̍syata ||

Biters of shoulder or of limb, with needle-stings, most venomous, Unseen, whatever ye may be, vanish together and be gone.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.8

ut pu̱rastā̱t sūrya̍ eti vi̱śvadṛ̍ṣṭo adṛṣṭa̱hā |
a̱dṛṣṭā̱n sarvā̍ñ ja̱mbhaya̱n sarvā̍ś ca yātudhā̱nya̍ḥ ||

Slayer of things unseen, the Sun, beheld of all, mounts, eastward, up, Consuming all that are not seen, and evil spirits of the night.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.9

ud a̍paptad a̱sau sūrya̍ḥ pu̱ru viśvā̍ni̱ jūrva̍n |
ā̱di̱tyaḥ parva̍tebhyo vi̱śvadṛ̍ṣṭo adṛṣṭa̱hā ||

There hath the Sun-God mounted up, who scorches much and everything. Even the Âditya from the hills, all-seen, destroying things unseen.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.10

sūrye̍ vi̱ṣam ā sa̍jāmi̱ dṛti̱ṁ surā̍vato gṛ̱he |
so ci̱n nu na ma̍rāti̱ no va̱yam ma̍rāmā̱re a̍sya̱ yoja̍naṁ hari̱ṣṭhā madhu̍ tvā madhu̱lā ca̍kāra ||

I hang the poison in the Sun, a wine-skin in a vintner's house, He will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.11

i̱ya̱tti̱kā śa̍kunti̱kā sa̱kā ja̍ghāsa te vi̱ṣam |
so ci̱n nu na ma̍rāti̱ no va̱yam ma̍rāmā̱re a̍sya̱ yoja̍naṁ hari̱ṣṭhā madhu̍ tvā madhu̱lā ca̍kāra ||

This little bird, so very small, hath swallowed all thy poison up. She will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.12

triḥ sa̱pta vi̍ṣpuliṅga̱kā vi̱ṣasya̱ puṣya̍m akṣan |
tāś ci̱n nu na ma̍ranti̱ no va̱yam ma̍rāmā̱re a̍sya̱ yoja̍naṁ hari̱ṣṭhā madhu̍ tvā madhu̱lā ca̍kāra ||

The three-times-seven bright sparks of fire have swallowed up the poison's strength. They will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.13

na̱vā̱nāṁ na̍vatī̱nāṁ vi̱ṣasya̱ ropu̍ṣīṇām |
sarvā̍sām agrabha̱ṁ nāmā̱re a̍sya̱ yoja̍naṁ hari̱ṣṭhā madhu̍ tvā madhu̱lā ca̍kāra ||

Of ninety rivers and of nine with power to stay the venom's course,– The names of all I have secured: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.14

triḥ sa̱pta ma̍yū̱rya̍ḥ sa̱pta svasā̍ro a̱gruva̍ḥ |
tās te̍ vi̱ṣaṁ vi ja̍bhrira uda̱kaṁ ku̱mbhinī̍r iva ||

So have the peahens three-times-seven, so have the maiden Sisters Seven Carried thy venom far away, as girls bear water in their jars.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.15

i̱ya̱tta̱kaḥ ku̍ṣumbha̱kas ta̱kam bhi̍na̱dmy aśma̍nā |
tato̍ vi̱ṣam pra vā̍vṛte̱ parā̍cī̱r anu̍ sa̱ṁvata̍ḥ ||

The poison-insect is so small; I crush the creature with a stone. I turn the poison hence away, departed unto distant lands.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

1.191.16

ku̱ṣu̱mbha̱kas tad a̍bravīd gi̱reḥ pra̍vartamāna̱kaḥ |
vṛści̍kasyāra̱saṁ vi̱ṣam a̍ra̱saṁ vṛ̍ścika te vi̱ṣam ||

Forth issuing from the mountain's side the poison-insect spake and said: The scorpion's venom hath no strength Scorpion, thy venom is but weak.

Ralph T. H. Griffith 1889, The Hymns of the Rigveda

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