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Rigveda 4.45

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 4.45

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4.45.1

e̱ṣa sya bhā̱nur ud i̍yarti yu̱jyate̱ ratha̱ḥ pari̍jmā di̱vo a̱sya sāna̍vi |
pṛ̱kṣāso̍ asmin mithu̱nā adhi̱ trayo̱ dṛti̍s tu̱rīyo̱ madhu̍no̱ vi ra̍pśate ||

YONDER goes up that light: your chariot is yoked that travels round upon the summit of this heaven. Within this car are stored three kindred shares of food, and a skin filled with meath is rustling as the fourth.

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

4.45.2

ud vā̍m pṛ̱kṣāso̱ madhu̍manta īrate̱ rathā̱ aśvā̍sa u̱ṣaso̱ vyu̍ṣṭiṣu |
a̱po̱rṇu̱vanta̱s tama̱ ā parī̍vṛta̱ṁ sva1̱̍r ṇa śu̱kraṁ ta̱nvanta̱ ā raja̍ḥ ||

Forth come your viands rich with store of pleasant meath, and cars and horses at the flushing of the dawn, Stripping the covering from the surrounded gloom, and spreading through mid-air bright radiance like the Sun.

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

4.45.3

madhva̍ḥ pibatam madhu̱pebhi̍r ā̱sabhi̍r u̱ta pri̱yam madhu̍ne yuñjāthā̱ṁ ratha̍m |
ā va̍rta̱nim madhu̍nā jinvathas pa̱tho dṛti̍ṁ vahethe̱ madhu̍mantam aśvinā ||

Drink of the meath with lips accustomed to the draught; harness for the meath's sake the chariot that ye love. Refresh the way ye go, refresh the paths with meath: hither, O Aṣvins, bring the skin that holds the meath.

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

4.45.4

ha̱ṁsāso̱ ye vā̱m madhu̍manto a̱sridho̱ hira̍ṇyaparṇā u̱huva̍ uṣa̱rbudha̍ḥ |
u̱da̱pruto̍ ma̱ndino̍ mandini̱spṛśo̱ madhvo̱ na makṣa̱ḥ sava̍nāni gacchathaḥ ||

The swans ye have are friendly, rich in store of mcath, gold-pinioned, strong to draw, awake at early morn, Swimming the flood, exultant, fain for draughts that cheer: ye come like flies to our libations of-the meath.

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

4.45.5

sva̱dhva̱rāso̱ madhu̍manto a̱gnaya̍ u̱srā ja̍rante̱ prati̱ vasto̍r a̱śvinā̍ |
yan ni̱ktaha̍stas ta̱raṇi̍r vicakṣa̱ṇaḥ soma̍ṁ su̱ṣāva̱ madhu̍manta̱m adri̍bhiḥ ||

Well knowing solemn rites and rich in meath, the fires sing to the morning Aṣvins at the break of day, When with pure hands the prudent energetic priest hath with the stones pressed out the Soma rich in meath.

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

4.45.6

ā̱ke̱ni̱pāso̱ aha̍bhi̱r davi̍dhvata̱ḥ sva1̱̍r ṇa śu̱kraṁ ta̱nvanta̱ ā raja̍ḥ |
sūra̍ś ci̱d aśvā̍n yuyujā̱na ī̍yate̱ viśvā̱m̐ anu̍ sva̱dhayā̍ cetathas pa̱thaḥ ||

The rays advancing nigh, chasing with day the gloom, spread through the firmament bright radiance like the Sun; And the Sun harnessing his horses goeth forth: ye through your Godlike nature let his paths be known.

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

4.45.7

pra vā̍m avocam aśvinā dhiya̱ṁdhā ratha̱ḥ svaśvo̍ a̱jaro̱ yo asti̍ |
yena̍ sa̱dyaḥ pari̱ rajā̍ṁsi yā̱tho ha̱viṣma̍ntaṁ ta̱raṇi̍m bho̱jam accha̍ ||

Devout in thought I have declared, O Aṣvins, your chariot with good steeds, which lasts for ever, Wherewith ye travel swiftly through the regions to the prompt worshipper who brings oblation.

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

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