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Rigveda 6.66

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 6.66

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6.66.1

vapu̱r nu tac ci̍ki̱tuṣe̍ cid astu samā̱naṁ nāma̍ dhe̱nu patya̍mānam |
marte̍ṣv a̱nyad do̱hase̍ pī̱pāya̍ sa̱kṛc chu̱kraṁ du̍duhe̱ pṛśni̱r ūdha̍ḥ ||

E'EN to the wise let that be still a wonder to which the general name of Cow is given. The one hath swelled among mankind for milking: Pṛiṣni hath drained but once her fair bright udder.

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

6.66.2

ye a̱gnayo̱ na śośu̍cann idhā̱nā dvir yat trir ma̱ruto̍ vāvṛ̱dhanta̍ |
a̱re̱ṇavo̍ hira̱ṇyayā̍sa eṣāṁ sā̱kaṁ nṛ̱mṇaiḥ pauṁsye̍bhiś ca bhūvan ||

They who like kindled flames of fire are glowing,. the Maruts, twice and thrice have waxen mighty. Golden and dustless were their cars, invested with their great strength and their heroic vigour.

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

6.66.3

ru̱drasya̱ ye mī̱ḻhuṣa̱ḥ santi̍ pu̱trā yām̐ś co̱ nu dādhṛ̍vi̱r bhara̍dhyai |
vi̱de hi mā̱tā ma̱ho ma̱hī ṣā set pṛśni̍ḥ su̱bhve̱3̱̍ garbha̱m ādhā̍t ||

They who are Sons of the rain-pouring Rudra, whom the long-lasting One had power to foster: The Mighty Ones whose germ great Mother Pṛiṣni is known to have received for man's advantage.

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

6.66.4

na ya īṣa̍nte ja̱nuṣo 'yā̱ nv a1̱̍ntaḥ santo̍ 'va̱dyāni̍ punā̱nāḥ |
nir yad du̱hre śuca̱yo 'nu̱ joṣa̱m anu̍ śri̱yā ta̱nva̍m u̱kṣamā̍ṇāḥ ||

They shrink not from the birth; in this same manner still resting there they purge away reproaches. When they have streamed forth, brilliant, at their pleasure, with their own splendour they bedew their bodies.

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

6.66.5

ma̱kṣū na yeṣu̍ do̱hase̍ cid a̱yā ā nāma̍ dhṛ̱ṣṇu māru̍ta̱ṁ dadhā̍nāḥ |
na ye stau̱nā a̱yāso̍ ma̱hnā nū ci̍t su̱dānu̱r ava̍ yāsad u̱grān ||

Even those who bear the brave bold name of Maruts, whom not the active quickly wins for milking. Even the liberal wards not off those fierce ones, those who are light and agile in their greatness.

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

6.66.6

ta id u̱grāḥ śava̍sā dhṛ̱ṣṇuṣe̍ṇā u̱bhe yu̍janta̱ roda̍sī su̱meke̍ |
adha̍ smaiṣu roda̱sī svaśo̍ci̱r āma̍vatsu tasthau̱ na roka̍ḥ ||

When, strong in strength and armed with potent weapons, they had united wellformed earth and heaven, Rodasl stood among these furious Heroes like splendour shining with her native brightness.

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

6.66.7

a̱ne̱no vo̍ maruto̱ yāmo̍ astv ana̱śvaś ci̱d yam aja̱ty ara̍thīḥ |
a̱na̱va̱so a̍nabhī̱śū ra̍ja̱stūr vi roda̍sī pa̱thyā̍ yāti̱ sādha̍n ||

No team of goats shall draw your car, O Maruts, no horse no charioteer be he who drives it. Halting not, reinless, through the air it travels, speeding alone its paths through earth and heaven.

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

6.66.8

nāsya̍ va̱rtā na ta̍ru̱tā nv a̍sti̱ maru̍to̱ yam ava̍tha̱ vāja̍sātau |
to̱ke vā̱ goṣu̱ tana̍ye̱ yam a̱psu sa vra̱jaṁ dartā̱ pārye̱ adha̱ dyoḥ ||

None may obstruct, none overtake, O Maruts, him whom ye succour in the strife of battle For sons and progeny, for kine and waters: he bursts the cow-stall on the day of trial.

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

6.66.9

pra ci̱tram a̱rkaṁ gṛ̍ṇa̱te tu̱rāya̱ māru̍tāya̱ svata̍vase bharadhvam |
ye sahā̍ṁsi̱ saha̍sā̱ saha̍nte̱ reja̍te agne pṛthi̱vī ma̱khebhya̍ḥ ||

Bring a bright hymn to praise the band of Maruts, the Singers, rapid, strong in native vigour, Who conquer mighty strength with strength more mighty: earth shakes in terror at their wars, O Agni.

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

6.66.10

tviṣī̍manto adhva̱rasye̍va di̱dyut tṛ̍ṣu̱cyava̍so ju̱hvo̱3̱̍ nāgneḥ |
a̱rcatra̍yo̱ dhuna̍yo̱ na vī̱rā bhrāja̍jjanmāno ma̱ruto̱ adhṛ̍ṣṭāḥ ||

Bright like the flashing flames of sacrifices, like tongues of fire impetuous in their onset, Chanting their psalm, singing aloud, like heroes, splendid from birth, invincible, the Maruts.

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

6.66.11

taṁ vṛ̱dhanta̱m māru̍ta̱m bhrāja̍dṛṣṭiṁ ru̱drasya̍ sū̱nuṁ ha̱vasā vi̍vāse |
di̱vaḥ śardhā̍ya̱ śuca̍yo manī̱ṣā gi̱rayo̱ nāpa̍ u̱grā a̍spṛdhran ||

That swelling band I call with invocation, the brood of Rudra, armed with glittering lances. Pure hymns are meet for that celestial army: like floods and mountains have the Strong Ones battled.

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

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