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Rigveda 8.91

Ṛgvedasaṃhitā 8.91

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Sanskrit

8.91.1

ka̱nyā̱3̱̍ vār a̍vāya̱tī soma̱m api̍ sru̱tāvi̍dat |
asta̱m bhara̍nty abravī̱d indrā̍ya sunavai tvā śa̱krāya̍ sunavai tvā ||

DOWN to the stream a maiden came, and found the Soma by the way. Bearing it to her home she said, For Indra will I press thee out, for Ṣakra will I press thee out.

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

8.91.2

a̱sau ya eṣi̍ vīra̱ko gṛ̱haṁ-gṛ̍haṁ vi̱cāka̍śad |
i̱maṁ jambha̍sutam piba dhā̱nāva̍ntaṁ kara̱mbhiṇa̍m apū̱pava̍ntam u̱kthina̍m ||

Thou roaming yonder, little man, beholding every house in turn, Drink thou this Soma pressed with teeth, accompanied with grain and curds, with cake of meal and song of praise.

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

8.91.3

ā ca̱na tvā̍ cikitsā̱mo 'dhi̍ ca̱na tvā̱ nema̍si |
śanai̍r iva śana̱kair i̱vendrā̍yendo̱ pari̍ srava ||

Fain would we learn to know thee well, nor yet can we attain to thee. Still slowly and in gradual drops, O Indu, unto Indra flow.

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

8.91.4

ku̱vic chaka̍t ku̱vit kara̍t ku̱vin no̱ vasya̍sa̱s kara̍t |
ku̱vit pa̍ti̱dviṣo̍ ya̱tīr indre̍ṇa sa̱ṁgamā̍mahai ||

Will he not help and work for us? Will he not make us wealthier? Shall we not, hostile to our lord, unite ourselves to Indra now?

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

8.91.5

i̱māni̱ trīṇi̍ vi̱ṣṭapā̱ tānī̍ndra̱ vi ro̍haya |
śira̍s ta̱tasyo̱rvarā̱m ād i̱dam ma̱ upo̱dare̍ ||

O Indra, cause to sprout again three places, these which I declare,– My father's head, his cultured field, and this the part below my waist.

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

8.91.6

a̱sau ca̱ yā na̍ u̱rvarād i̱māṁ ta̱nva1̱̍m mama̍ |
atho̍ ta̱tasya̱ yac chira̱ḥ sarvā̱ tā ro̍ma̱śā kṛ̍dhi ||

Make all of these grow crops of hair, you cultivated field of ours, My body, and my father's head.

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

8.91.7

khe ratha̍sya̱ khe 'na̍sa̱ḥ khe yu̱gasya̍ śatakrato |
a̱pā̱lām i̍ndra̱ triṣ pū̱tvy akṛ̍ṇo̱ḥ sūrya̍tvacam ||

Cleansing Apâlâ, Indra! thrice, thou gavest sunlike skin to her, Drawn, Ṣatakratu! through the hole of car, of wagon, and of yoke.

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

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