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Rigveda 6.3

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 6.3

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Sanskrit

6.3.1

agne̱ sa kṣe̍ṣad ṛta̱pā ṛ̍te̱jā u̱ru jyoti̍r naśate deva̱yuṣ ṭe̍ |
yaṁ tvam mi̱treṇa̱ varu̍ṇaḥ sa̱joṣā̱ deva̱ pāsi̱ tyaja̍sā̱ marta̱m aṁha̍ḥ ||

TRUE, guardian of the Law, thy faithful servant wins ample light and dwells in peace, O Agni, Whom thou, as Varuṇa in accord with Mitra, guardest, O God, by banishing his trouble.

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

6.3.2

ī̱je ya̱jñebhi̍ḥ śaśa̱me śamī̍bhir ṛ̱dhadvā̍rāyā̱gnaye̍ dadāśa |
e̱vā ca̱na taṁ ya̱śasā̱m aju̍ṣṭi̱r nāṁho̱ marta̍ṁ naśate̱ na pradṛ̍ptiḥ ||

He hath paid sacrifices, toiled in worship, and offered gifts to wealth-increasing Agni. Him the displeasure of the famous moves not, outrage and scorn affect not such a mortal.

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

6.3.3

sūro̱ na yasya̍ dṛśa̱tir a̍re̱pā bhī̱mā yad eti̍ śuca̱tas ta̱ ā dhīḥ |
heṣa̍svataḥ śu̱rudho̱ nāyam a̱ktoḥ kutrā̍ cid ra̱ṇvo va̍sa̱tir va̍ne̱jāḥ ||

Bright God, whose look is free from stain like Sûrya's, thou, swift, what time thou earnestly desirest, Hast gear to give us. Come with joy at evening, where, Child of Wood, thou mayest also tarry.

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

6.3.4

ti̱gmaṁ ci̱d ema̱ mahi̱ varpo̍ asya̱ bhasa̱d aśvo̱ na ya̍masā̱na ā̱sā |
vi̱jeha̍mānaḥ para̱śur na ji̱hvāṁ dra̱vir na drā̍vayati̱ dāru̱ dhakṣa̍t ||

Fierce is his gait and vast his wondrous body: he champeth like a horse with bit and bridle, And, darting forth his tongue, as 'twere a hatchet, burning the woods, smelteth them like a smelter.

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

6.3.5

sa id aste̍va̱ prati̍ dhād asi̱ṣyañ chiśī̍ta̱ tejo 'ya̍so̱ na dhārā̍m |
ci̱tradhra̍jatir ara̱tir yo a̱ktor ver na dru̱ṣadvā̍ raghu̱patma̍jaṁhāḥ ||

Archer-like, fain toshoot, he sets his arrow, and whets his splendour like the edge of iron: The messenger of night with brilliant pathway, like a tree-roosting bird of rapid pinion.

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

6.3.6

sa ī̍ṁ re̱bho na prati̍ vasta u̱srāḥ śo̱ciṣā̍ rārapīti mi̱trama̍hāḥ |
nakta̱ṁ ya ī̍m aru̱ṣo yo divā̱ nṝn ama̍rtyo aru̱ṣo yo divā̱ nṝn ||

In beams of morn he clothes him like the singer, and bright as Mitra with his splendour crackles. Red in the night, by day the men's possession: red, he belongs to men by day, Immortal.

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

6.3.7

di̱vo na yasya̍ vidha̱to navī̍no̱d vṛṣā̍ ru̱kṣa oṣa̍dhīṣu nūnot |
ghṛṇā̱ na yo dhraja̍sā̱ patma̍nā̱ yann ā roda̍sī̱ vasu̍nā̱ daṁ su̱patnī̍ ||

Like Heaven's when scattering beams his voice was uttered: among the plants the radiant Hero shouted, Who with his glow in rapid course came hither to fill both worlds, well-wedded Dames, with treasure.

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

6.3.8

dhāyo̍bhir vā̱ yo yujye̍bhir a̱rkair vi̱dyun na da̍vidyo̱t svebhi̱ḥ śuṣmai̍ḥ |
śardho̍ vā̱ yo ma̱rutā̍ṁ ta̱takṣa̍ ṛ̱bhur na tve̱ṣo ra̍bhasā̱no a̍dyaut ||

Who, with supporting streams and rays that suit him, hath flashed like lightning with his native vigour. Like the deft Maker of the band of Maruts, the bright impetuous One hath shone refulgent.

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

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