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Rigveda 5.32

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 5.32

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5.32.1

ada̍rda̱r utsa̱m asṛ̍jo̱ vi khāni̱ tvam a̍rṇa̱vān ba̍dbadhā̱nām̐ a̍ramṇāḥ |
ma̱hānta̍m indra̱ parva̍ta̱ṁ vi yad vaḥ sṛ̱jo vi dhārā̱ ava̍ dāna̱vaṁ ha̍n ||

THE well thou clavest, settest free the fountains, and gavest rest to floods that were obstructed. Thou, Indra, laying the great mountain open, slaying the Dânava, didst loose the torrents.

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

5.32.2

tvam utsā̍m̐ ṛ̱tubhi̍r badbadhā̱nām̐ ara̍ṁha̱ ūdha̱ḥ parva̍tasya vajrin |
ahi̍ṁ cid ugra̱ prayu̍ta̱ṁ śayā̍naṁ jagha̱nvām̐ i̍ndra̱ tavi̍ṣīm adhatthāḥ ||

The fountain-depths obstructed in their seasons, thou, Thunderer! madest flow, the mountain's udder. Strong Indra, thou by slaying e'en the Dragon that lay extended there hast shown thy vigour.

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

5.32.3

tyasya̍ cin maha̱to nir mṛ̱gasya̱ vadha̍r jaghāna̱ tavi̍ṣībhi̱r indra̍ḥ |
ya eka̱ id a̍pra̱tir manya̍māna̱ ād a̍smād a̱nyo a̍janiṣṭa̱ tavyā̍n ||

Indra with violence smote down the weapon, yea, even of that wild and mighty creature. Although he deemed himself alone unequalled, another had been born e'en yet more potent.

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

5.32.4

tyaṁ ci̍d eṣāṁ sva̱dhayā̱ mada̍ntam mi̱ho napā̍taṁ su̱vṛdha̍ṁ tamo̱gām |
vṛṣa̍prabharmā dāna̱vasya̱ bhāma̱ṁ vajre̍ṇa va̱jrī ni ja̍ghāna̱ śuṣṇa̍m ||

Him, whom the heavenly food of these delighted, child of the mist, strong waxing, couched in darkness, Him the bolt-hurling Thunderer with his lightning smote down and slew, the Dânava's wrath-fire, Ṣushṇa.

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

5.32.5

tyaṁ ci̍d asya̱ kratu̍bhi̱r niṣa̍ttam ama̱rmaṇo̍ vi̱dad id a̍sya̱ marma̍ |
yad ī̍ṁ sukṣatra̱ prabhṛ̍tā̱ mada̍sya̱ yuyu̍tsanta̱ṁ tama̍si ha̱rmye dhāḥ ||

Though he might ne'er be wounded still his vitals felt that, the God's bolt, which his powers supported, When, after offered draughts, Strong Lord, thou laidest him, fain to battle, in the pit in darkness.

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

5.32.6

tyaṁ ci̍d i̱tthā ka̍tpa̱yaṁ śayā̍nam asū̱rye tama̍si vāvṛdhā̱nam |
taṁ ci̍n mandā̱no vṛ̍ṣa̱bhaḥ su̱tasyo̱ccair indro̍ apa̱gūryā̍ jaghāna ||

Him as he lay there huge in length extended, still waxing in the gloom which no sun lightened, Him, after loud-voiced threats, the Hero Indra, rejoicing in the poured libation, slaughtered.

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

5.32.7

ud yad indro̍ maha̱te dā̍na̱vāya̱ vadha̱r yami̍ṣṭa̱ saho̱ apra̍tītam |
yad ī̱ṁ vajra̍sya̱ prabhṛ̍tau da̱dābha̱ viśva̍sya ja̱ntor a̍dha̱maṁ ca̍kāra ||

When 'gainst the mighty Dânava his weapon Indra uplifted, power which none could combat, When at the hurling of his bolt he smote him, he made him lower than all living creatures.

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

5.32.8

tyaṁ ci̱d arṇa̍m madhu̱paṁ śayā̍nam asi̱nvaṁ va̱vram mahy āda̍d u̱graḥ |
a̱pāda̍m a̱tram ma̍ha̱tā va̱dhena̱ ni du̍ryo̱ṇa ā̍vṛṇaṅ mṛ̱dhravā̍cam ||

The fierce God seized that huge and restless coiler, insatiate, drinker of the sweets, recumbent, And with his mighty weapon in his dwelling smote down the footless evil-speaking ogre.

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

5.32.9

ko a̍sya̱ śuṣma̱ṁ tavi̍ṣīṁ varāta̱ eko̱ dhanā̍ bharate̱ apra̍tītaḥ |
i̱me ci̍d asya̱ jraya̍so̱ nu de̱vī indra̱syauja̍so bhi̱yasā̍ jihāte ||

Who may arrest his strength or cheek his vigour? Alone, resistless, he bears off all riches. Even these Twain, these Goddesses, through terror of Indra's might, retire from his dominion.

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

5.32.10

ny a̍smai de̱vī svadhi̍tir jihīta̱ indrā̍ya gā̱tur u̍śa̱tīva̍ yeme |
saṁ yad ojo̍ yu̱vate̱ viśva̍m ābhi̱r anu̍ sva̱dhāvne̍ kṣi̱tayo̍ namanta ||

E'en the Celestial Axe bows down before him, and the Earth, lover-like, gives way to Indra. As he imparts all vigour to these people, straightway the folk bend them to him the Godlike.

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

5.32.11

eka̱ṁ nu tvā̱ satpa̍ti̱m pāñca̍janyaṁ jā̱taṁ śṛ̍ṇomi ya̱śasa̱ṁ jane̍ṣu |
tam me̍ jagṛbhra ā̱śaso̱ navi̍ṣṭhaṁ do̱ṣā vasto̱r hava̍mānāsa̱ indra̍m ||

I hear that thou wast born sole Lord of heroes of the Five Races, famed among the people. As such my wishes have most lately grasped him, invoking Indra both at eve and morning.

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

5.32.12

e̱vā hi tvām ṛ̍tu̱thā yā̱taya̍ntam ma̱ghā vipre̍bhyo̱ dada̍taṁ śṛ̱ṇomi̍ |
kiṁ te̍ bra̱hmāṇo̍ gṛhate̱ sakhā̍yo̱ ye tvā̱yā ni̍da̱dhuḥ kāma̍m indra ||

So, too, I hear of thee as in due season urging to action and enriching singers. What have thy friends received from thee, the Brahmans who, faithful, rest their hopes on thee, O Indra?

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

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