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Rigveda 5.75

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 5.75

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5.75.1

prati̍ pri̱yata̍ma̱ṁ ratha̱ṁ vṛṣa̍ṇaṁ vasu̱vāha̍nam |
sto̱tā vā̍m aśvinā̱v ṛṣi̱ḥ stome̍na̱ prati̍ bhūṣati̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

To meet your treasure-bringing car, the mighty car most dear to us, Aṣvins, the Ṛishi is prepared, your raiser, with his song of praise. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.2

a̱tyāyā̍tam aśvinā ti̱ro viśvā̍ a̱haṁ sanā̍ |
dasrā̱ hira̍ṇyavartanī̱ suṣu̍mnā̱ sindhu̍vāhasā̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

Pass, O ye Aṣvins, pass away beyond all tribes of selfish men, Wonderful, with your golden paths, most gracious, bringers of the flood. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.3

ā no̱ ratnā̍ni̱ bibhra̍tā̱v aśvi̍nā̱ gaccha̍taṁ yu̱vam |
rudrā̱ hira̍ṇyavartanī juṣā̱ṇā vā̍jinīvasū̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

Come to us, O ye Aṣvin Pair, bringing your precious treasures, come Ye Rudras, on your paths of gold, rejoicing, rich in store of wealth. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.4

su̱ṣṭubho̍ vāṁ vṛṣaṇvasū̱ rathe̱ vāṇī̱cy āhi̍tā |
u̱ta vā̍ṁ kaku̱ho mṛ̱gaḥ pṛkṣa̍ḥ kṛṇoti vāpu̱ṣo mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

O strong and Good, the voice of him who lauds you well cleaves to your car. And that great beast, your chariot-steed, fair, wonderful, makes dainty food. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.5

bo̱dhinma̍nasā ra̱thye̍ṣi̱rā ha̍vana̱śrutā̍ |
vibhi̱ś cyavā̍nam aśvinā̱ ni yā̍tho̱ adva̍yāvina̱m mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

Watchful in spirit, born on cars, impetuous, listing to his cry, Aṣvins, with winged steeds ye speed down to Chyavâna void of guile. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.6

ā vā̍ṁ narā mano̱yujo 'śvā̍saḥ pruṣi̱tapsa̍vaḥ |
vayo̍ vahantu pī̱taye̍ sa̱ha su̱mnebhi̍r aśvinā̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

Hither, O Heroes, let your steeds, of dappled hue, yoked at the thought, Your flying steeds, O Aṣvins, bring you hitherward, with bliss, to drink. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.7

aśvi̍nā̱v eha ga̍cchata̱ṁ nāsa̍tyā̱ mā vi ve̍natam |
ti̱raś ci̍d arya̱yā pari̍ va̱rtir yā̍tam adābhyā̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

O Aṣvins, hither come to us; Nâsatyas, be not disinclined. Through longing for the pious turn out of the way to reach our home. Lovers of sweetness, bear my call.

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

5.75.8

a̱smin ya̱jñe a̍dābhyā jari̱tāra̍ṁ śubhas patī |
a̱va̱syum a̍śvinā yu̱vaṁ gṛ̱ṇanta̱m upa̍ bhūṣatho̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

Ye Lords of Splendour, free from guile, come, stand at this our sacrifice. Beside the singer, Aṣvins, who longs for your grace and lauds you both. Lovers of sweetness, hear my call.

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

5.75.9

abhū̍d u̱ṣā ruśa̍tpaśu̱r āgnir a̍dhāyy ṛ̱tviya̍ḥ |
ayo̍ji vāṁ vṛṣaṇvasū̱ ratho̍ dasrā̱v ama̍rtyo̱ mādhvī̱ mama̍ śruta̱ṁ hava̍m ||

Dawn with her white herd hath appeared, and in due time hath fire been placed. Harnessed is your immortal car, O WonderWorkers, strong and kind. Lovers of sweetness, bear my call.

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

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