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Rigveda 8.77

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 8.77

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Sanskrit

8.77.1

ja̱jñā̱no nu śa̱takra̍tu̱r vi pṛ̍ccha̱d iti̍ mā̱tara̍m |
ka u̱grāḥ ke ha̍ śṛṇvire ||

SCARCELY was Ṣatakratu, born when of his Mother he inquired, Who are the mighty? Who are famed?

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

8.77.2

ād ī̍ṁ śava̱sy a̍bravīd aurṇavā̱bham a̍hī̱śuva̍m |
te pu̍tra santu ni̱ṣṭura̍ḥ ||

Then Ṣavasî declared to him Aurṇavâbha, Ahîṣuva: Son, these be they thou must o'erthrow

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

8.77.3

sam it tān vṛ̍tra̱hākhi̍da̱t khe a̱rām̐ i̍va̱ kheda̍yā |
pravṛ̍ddho dasyu̱hābha̍vat ||

The Vritra-slayer smote them all as spokes are hammered into naves: The Dasyu-killer waxed in might.

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

8.77.4

eka̍yā prati̱dhāpi̍bat sā̱kaṁ sarā̍ṁsi tri̱ṁśata̍m |
indra̱ḥ soma̍sya kāṇu̱kā ||

Then Indra at a single draught drank the contents of thirty pails, Pails that were filled with Soma juice.

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

8.77.5

a̱bhi ga̍ndha̱rvam a̍tṛṇad abu̱dhneṣu̱ raja̱ḥsv ā |
indro̍ bra̱hmabhya̱ id vṛ̱dhe ||

Indra in groundless realms of space pierced the Gandharva through, that he Might make Brahmans' strength increase.

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

8.77.6

nir ā̍vidhyad gi̱ribhya̱ ā dhā̱raya̍t pa̱kvam o̍da̱nam |
indro̍ bu̱ndaṁ svā̍tatam ||

Down from the mountains Indra shot hither his well-directed shaft: He gained the ready brew of rice.

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

8.77.7

śa̱tabra̍dhna̱ iṣu̱s tava̍ sa̱hasra̍parṇa̱ eka̱ it |
yam i̍ndra cakṛ̱ṣe yuja̍m ||

One only is that shaft of thine, with thousand feathers, hundred barbs, Which, Indra, thou hast made thy friend.

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

8.77.8

tena̍ sto̱tṛbhya̱ ā bha̍ra̱ nṛbhyo̱ nāri̍bhyo̱ atta̍ve |
sa̱dyo jā̱ta ṛ̍bhuṣṭhira ||

Strong as the Ribhus at thy birth, therewith to those who praise thee, men, And women, bring thou food to eat.

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

8.77.9

e̱tā cyau̱tnāni̍ te kṛ̱tā varṣi̍ṣṭhāni̱ parī̍ṇasā |
hṛ̱dā vī̱ḍv a̍dhārayaḥ ||

By thee these exploits were achieved, the mightiest deeds, abundantly: Firm in thy heart thou settest them.

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

8.77.10

viśvet tā viṣṇu̱r ābha̍rad urukra̱mas tveṣi̍taḥ |
śa̱tam ma̍hi̱ṣān kṣī̍rapā̱kam o̍da̱naṁ va̍rā̱ham indra̍ emu̱ṣam ||

All these things Vishṇu brought, the Lord of ample stride whom thou hadst sent- A hundred buffaloes, a brew of rice and milk: and Indra, slew the ravening boar

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

8.77.11

tu̱vi̱kṣaṁ te̱ sukṛ̍taṁ sū̱maya̱ṁ dhanu̍ḥ sā̱dhur bu̱ndo hi̍ra̱ṇyaya̍ḥ |
u̱bhā te̍ bā̱hū raṇyā̱ susa̍ṁskṛta ṛdū̱pe ci̍d ṛdū̱vṛdhā̍ ||

Most deadly is thy bow, successful, fashioned well: good is thine arrow, decked with gold. Warlike and well equipped thine arms are, which increase sweetness for him who drinks the sweet.

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

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