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Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 20 — Chapter 53

AV 20 53.1

क ईं वेद सुते सचा पिबन्तं कद् वयो दधे । अयं यः पुरो विभिनत्त्य् ओजसा मन्दानः शिप्र्य् अन्धसः

ka īṃ veda sute sacā pibantaṃ kad vayo dadhe | ayaṃ yaḥ puro vibhinatty ojasā mandānaḥ śipry andhasaḥ

Who knows him drinking there at the pressing? What vigour has he gained? He it is who splits the strongholds apart with his might, exhilarated, the fair-jawed one, by the (soma) juice.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Who knows what vital power he wins, drinking beside the flowing juice? This is the fair-cheeked God who, joying in the draught, breaks down the castles in his strength.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 20 53.2

दाना मृगो न वारणः पुरुत्रा चरथं दधे । नकिष् ट्वा नि यमद् आ सुते गमो महाश् चरस्य् ओजसा

dānā mṛgo na vāraṇaḥ purutrā carathaṃ dadhe | nakiṣ ṭvā ni yamad ā sute gamo mahāś carasy ojasā

By giving, like a wild beast of the forest, he has made his roaming in many places. No one shall hold thee back—come to the pressed (soma)! Great art thou, thou movest with might.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

As a wild elephant rushes on, this way and that way, mad with heat. None may restrain thee; yet come hither to the draught: thou movest mighty in thy power.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 20 53.3

य उग्रः सन्न् अनिष्टृत स्थिरो रणाय संस्कृतः । यदि स्तोतुर् मघवा शृणवद् धवं नेन्द्रो योषत्य् आ गमत्

ya ugraḥ sann aniṣṭṛta sthiro raṇāya saṃskṛtaḥ | yadi stotur maghavā śṛṇavad dhavaṃ nendro yoṣaty ā gamat

He who, being fierce, is unsubdued, firm, made ready for battle—if the bounteous one hears the singer's call, Indra will not keep away; he will come.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

When he, the mighty, ne'er o'erthrown, stedfast, made ready for the fight. When Indra, Bounteous Lord, lists to his praiser's call, he will not stand aloof, but come.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)