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Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 1 — Chapter 4

AV 1 4.1

अम्बयो यन्त्य् अध्वभिर् जामयो अध्वरीयताम् । पृञ्चतीर् मधुना पयः

ambayo yanty adhvabhir jāmayo adhvarīyatām | pṛñcatīr madhunā payaḥ

The mothers go along their ways, sisters of those performing the rite, mixing milk with honey.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Along their paths the Mothers go, sisters of priestly ministrants, Blending their water with the mead.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 1 4.2

अमूर् या उप सूर्ये याभिर् वा सूर्यः सह । ता नो हिन्वन्त्व् अध्वरम्

amūr yā upa sūrye yābhir vā sūryaḥ saha | tā no hinvantv adhvaram

Those yonder that are close to the sun, or with which the sun is together — let them speed our sacrifice.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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May yonder Waters near the Sun, or those wherewith the Sun is joined, Send forth this sacrifice of ours.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 1 4.3

अपो देवीर् उप ह्वये यत्र गावः पिबन्ति नः । सिन्धुभ्यः कर्त्वं हविः

apo devīr upa hvaye yatra gāvaḥ pibanti naḥ | sindhubhyaḥ kartvaṃ haviḥ

I call the divine waters, where our cows drink; to the rivers an oblation is to be made.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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I call the Waters, Goddesses, hitherward where our cattle drink: The streams must share the sacrifice.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 1 4.4

अप्स्व् अन्तर् अमृतम् अप्सु भेषजम् । अपाम् उत प्रशस्तिभिर् अश्वा भवथ वाजिनो गावो भवथ वाजिनीः

apsv antar amṛtam apsu bheṣajam | apām uta praśastibhir aśvā bhavatha vājino gāvo bhavatha vājinīḥ

Within the waters is the immortal draught, in the waters is medicine; and through the praises of the waters you become horses full of vigour, you become cows full of vigour.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Amrit is in the Waters, in the Waters balm. Yea, through our praises of the Floods, O horses, be ye fleet and strong, and, O ye kine, be full of strength.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)