Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 1 — Chapter 17
AV 1 17.1
अमूर् या यन्ति योषितो हिरा लोहितवाससः । अभ्रातर इव जामयस् तिष्ठन्तु हतवर्चसः
amūr yā yanti yoṣito hirā lohitavāsasaḥ | abhrātara iva jāmayas tiṣṭhantu hatavarcasaḥ
Those women who go yonder, the veins clothed in red — like sisters without a brother, let them stand still with their vigour struck down.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Those maidens there, the veins, who run their course in robes of ruddy hue, Must now stand quiet, reft of power, like sisters who are brother- less.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 1 17.2
तिष्ठावरे तिष्ठ पर उत त्वं तिष्ठ मध्यमे । कनिष्ठिका च तिष्ठति तिष्ठाद् इद् धमनिर् मही
tiṣṭhāvare tiṣṭha para uta tvaṃ tiṣṭha madhyame | kaniṣṭhikā ca tiṣṭhati tiṣṭhād id dhamanir mahī
Stand still, lower one; stand, upper one; and thou too, middle one, stand; the smallest one stands still — let the great blood-vessel stand still too.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Stay still, thou upper vein, stay still, thou lower, stay, thou midmost one, The smallest one of all stands still: let the great vessel e'en be still.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 1 17.3
शतस्य धमनीनां सहस्रस्य हिराणाम् । अस्थुर् इन् मध्यमा इमाः साकम् अन्ता अरंसत
śatasya dhamanīnāṃ sahasrasya hirāṇām | asthur in madhyamā imāḥ sākam antā araṃsata
Of the hundred vessels, of the thousand veins, these middle ones have stood still; together the ends have come to rest.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Among a thousand vessels charged with blood, among a thousand veins, Even these the middlemost stand still and their extremities have rest.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 1 17.4
परि वः सिकतावती धनूर् बृहत्य् अक्रमीत् । तिष्ठतेलयता सु कम्
pari vaḥ sikatāvatī dhanūr bṛhaty akramīt | tiṣṭhatelayatā su kam
The high sandy bank has stepped around you; stand still, be quiet now.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
A mighty rampart built of sand hath circled and encompassed you: Be still, and quietly take rest.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)