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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 119

RV 1 119.1

आ वाꣳ रथम् पुरुमायम् मनोजुवꣳ जीराश्वꣳ यज्ञियꣳ जीवसे हुवे । सहस्रकेतुꣳ वनिनꣳ शतद्वसुꣳ श्रुष्टीवानꣳ वरिवोधाम् अभि प्रयः

ā vāṁ ratham purumāyam manojuvaṁ jīrāśvaṁ yajñiyaṁ jīvase huve | sahasraketuṁ vaninaṁ śatadvasuṁ śruṣṭīvānaṁ varivodhām abhi prayaḥ

I call your chariot here, of many devices, swift as thought, with quick horses, fit for sacrifice, that (I) may live — thousand-bannered, eager, of a hundred goods, attentive, granter of free space — to the refreshment.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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HITHER, that I may live, I call unto the feast your wondrous car, thought-swift, borne on by rapid steeds. With thousand banners, hundred treasures, pouring gifts, promptly obedient, bestowing ample room.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.2

ऊर्ध्वा धीतिः प्रत्य् अस्य प्रयामन्य् अधायि शस्मन् सम् अयन्त आ दिशः । स्वदामि घर्मम् प्रति यन्त्य् ऊतय आ वाम् ऊर्जानी रथम् अश्विनारुहत्

ūrdhvā dhītiḥ praty asya prayāmany adhāyi śasman sam ayanta ā diśaḥ | svadāmi gharmam prati yanty ūtaya ā vām ūrjānī ratham aśvināruhat

Upright, the thought has been set toward him at his setting out; at the recitation the directions came together. I make the gharma-drink savoury; the aids come to meet it; Ūrjānī has mounted your chariot, Aśvins.

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

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Even as it moveth near my hymn is lifted up, and all the regions come together to sing praise. I sweeten the oblations; now the helpers come. Urjânî hath, O Aṣvins, mounted on your car.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.3

सꣳ यन् मिथः पस्पृधानासो अग्मत शुभे मखा अमिता जायवो रणे । युवोर् अह प्रवणे चेकिते रथो यद् अश्विना वहथः सूरिम् आ वरम्

saṁ yan mithaḥ paspṛdhānāso agmata śubhe makhā amitā jāyavo raṇe | yuvor aha pravaṇe cekite ratho yad aśvinā vahathaḥ sūrim ā varam

When they came together contending with one another, the warriors, bright for glory, beyond measure, victorious in the fray — then indeed your chariot is seen on the downward slope, when, Aśvins, you convey the patron to his wish.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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When striving man with man for glory they have met, brisk, measurcIess, eager for victory in fight, Then verily your car is seen upon the slope when ye, O Aṣvins, bring some choice boon to the prince.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.4

युवम् भुज्युम् भुरमाणꣳ विभिर् गतꣳ स्वयुक्तिभिर् निवहन्ता पितृभ्य आ । यासिष्टꣳ वर्तिर् वृषणा विजेन्य१ꣳ दिवोदासाय महि चेति वाम् अवः

yuvam bhujyum bhuramāṇaṁ vibhir gataṁ svayuktibhir nivahantā pitṛbhya ā | yāsiṣṭaṁ vartir vṛṣaṇā vijenya1ṁ divodāsāya mahi ceti vām avaḥ

You two went to Bhujyu as he was tossing about, with your self-yoked birds, bringing him home to his fathers. You travelled the circuit, O bulls, the circuit to his own kin, for Divodāsa; your great help was made known.

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

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Ye came to Bhujyu while he struggled in the flood, with flying birds, self-yoked, ye bore him to his sires. Ye went to the far-distant home, O Mighty Ones; and famed is your great aid to Divodisa given.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.5

युवोर् अश्विना वपुषे युवायुजꣳ रथꣳ वाणी येमतुर् अस्य शर्ध्यम् । आ वाम् पतित्वꣳ सख्याय जग्मुषी योषावृणीत जेन्या युवाम् पती

yuvor aśvinā vapuṣe yuvāyujaṁ rathaṁ vāṇī yematur asya śardhyam | ā vām patitvaṁ sakhyāya jagmuṣī yoṣāvṛṇīta jenyā yuvām patī

Yours, Aśvins, for a marvel — the two Vāṇīs held in the chariot yoked by you, its strength. Coming to you for wedlock, for friendship, the noble maiden chose you two as her lords.

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

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Aṣvins, the car which you had yoked for glorious show your own two voices urged directed to its goal. Then she who came for friendship, Maid of noble birth, elected you as Husbands, you to be her Lords.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.6

युवꣳ रेभम् परिषूतेर् उरुष्यथो हिमेन घर्मम् परितप्तम् अत्रये । युवꣳ शयोर् अवसम् पिप्यथुर् गवि प्र दीर्घेण वन्दनस् तार्य् आयुषा

yuvaṁ rebham pariṣūter uruṣyatho himena gharmam paritaptam atraye | yuvaṁ śayor avasam pipyathur gavi pra dīrgheṇa vandanas tāry āyuṣā

You two rescue Rebha from his confinement, and the gharma heated all round, with cold, for Atri; you made Śayu's nourishment swell in the cow; Vandana was carried through with long life.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Rebha ye saved from tyranny; for Atri's sake ye quenched with cold the fiery pit that compassed him. Ye made the cow of Ṣayu stream refreshing milk, and Vandana was holpen to extended life.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.7

युवꣳ वन्दनꣳ निरृतꣳ जरण्यया रथꣳ न दस्रा करणा सम् इन्वथः । क्षेत्राद् आ विप्रꣳ जनथो विपन्यया प्र वाम् अत्र विधते दꣳसना भुवत्

yuvaṁ vandanaṁ nirṛtaṁ jaraṇyayā rathaṁ na dasrā karaṇā sam invathaḥ | kṣetrād ā vipraṁ janatho vipanyayā pra vām atra vidhate daṁsanā bhuvat

You two, wondrous workers, stir up Vandana, undone by old age, as (you assemble) a chariot; out of the field you bring the inspired one to birth with praise. Here may your wondrous deed be for the one who worships you.

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

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Doers of marvels, skilful workers, ye restored Vandana, like a car, worn out with length of days. From earth ye brought the sage to life in wondrous mode; be your great deeds done here for him who honours you.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.8

अगच्छतꣳ कृपमाणम् परावति पितुः स्वस्य त्यजसा निबाधितम् । स्वर्वतीर् इत ऊतीर् युवोर् अह चित्रा अभीके अभवन्न् अभिष्टयः

agacchataṁ kṛpamāṇam parāvati pituḥ svasya tyajasā nibādhitam | svarvatīr ita ūtīr yuvor aha citrā abhīke abhavann abhiṣṭayaḥ

You went to him as he lamented in the distance, thrust down by the abandonment of his own father; from here your aids were full of light, and in the encounter your superiorities were brilliant.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Ye went to him who mourned in a far distant place, him who was left forlorn by treachery of his sire. Rich with the light ofheaven was then the help ye gave, and marvellous your succour when ye stood by him.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.9

उत स्या वाम् मधुमन् मक्षिकारपन् मदे सोमस्यौशिजो हुवन्यति । युवꣳ दधीचो मन आ विवासथो ऽथा शिरः प्रति वाम् अश्व्यꣳ वदत्

uta syā vām madhuman makṣikārapan made somasyauśijo huvanyati | yuvaṁ dadhīco mana ā vivāsatho 'thā śiraḥ prati vām aśvyaṁ vadat

And that bee spoke honey to you two; in the rapture of soma the son of Uśij calls. You seek to win over the mind of Dadhyañc, and then the horse's head spoke to you.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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To you in praise of sweetness sang the honey-bee: Auṣija calleth you in Soma's rapturous joy. Ye drew unto yourselves the spirit of Dadhyac, and then the horse's head uttered his words to you.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 119.10

युवम् पेदवे पुरुवारम् अश्विना स्पृधाꣳ श्वेतꣳ तरुतारꣳ दुवस्यथः । शर्यैर् अभिद्युम् पृतनासु दुष्टरꣳ चर्कृत्यम् इन्द्रम् इव चर्षणीसहम्

yuvam pedave puruvāram aśvinā spṛdhāṁ śvetaṁ tarutāraṁ duvasyathaḥ | śaryair abhidyum pṛtanāsu duṣṭaraṁ carkṛtyam indram iva carṣaṇīsaham

You two, Aśvins, honour for Pedu the much-prized white one, the overcomer of rivals, shining toward heaven with his arrows, hard to overcome in battles, worthy of praise, subduing the peoples like Indra.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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A horse did ye provide for Pedu, excellent, white, O ye Aṣvins, conqueror of combatants, Invincible in war by arrows, seeking heaven worthy of fame, like Indra, vanquisher of men.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)