Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 133
RV 1 133.1
उभे पुनामि रोदसी ऋतेन द्रुहो दहामि सम् महीर् अनिन्द्राः । अभिव्लग्य यत्र हता अमित्रा वैलस्थानम् परि तृऴ्हा अशेरन्
ubhe punāmi rodasī ṛtena druho dahāmi sam mahīr anindrāḥ | abhivlagya yatra hatā amitrā vailasthānam pari tṛḻhā aśeran
I purify both worlds with ṛta; I burn up the great deceits that are without Indra — where the foes, snared and slain, lay crushed about the bone-place.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
WITH sacrifice I purge both earth and heaven: I burn up great she-fiends who serve not Indra, Where throttled by thy hand the foes were slaughtered, and in the pit of death lay pierced and mangled.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 133.2
अभिव्लग्या चिद् अद्रिवः शीर्षा यातुमतीनाम् । छिन्धि वटूरिणा पदा महावटूरिणा पदा
abhivlagyā cid adrivaḥ śīrṣā yātumatīnām | chindhi vaṭūriṇā padā mahāvaṭūriṇā padā
Having snared them, O wielder of the stone, the heads of the sorceresses — cut them off with your broad-striding foot, with your greatly broad-striding foot.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
O thou who castest forth the stones crushing the sorceresses' heads, Break them with thy wide-spreading foot, with thy wide-spreading mighty foot.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 133.3
अवासाम् मघवञ् जहि शर्धो यातुमतीनाम् । वैलस्थानके अर्मके महावैलस्थे अर्मके
avāsām maghavañ jahi śardho yātumatīnām | vailasthānake armake mahāvailasthe armake
Strike down, bounteous one, the troop of these sorceresses, in the little bone-place, in the ruin, in the great bone-place, in the ruin.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Do thou, O Maghavan, beat off these sorceresses' daring strength. Cast them within the narrow pit. within the deep and narrow pit.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 133.4
यासाꣳ तिस्रः पञ्चाशतो ऽभिव्लङ्गैर् अपावपः । तत् सु ते मनायति तकत् सु ते मनायति
yāsāṁ tisraḥ pañcāśato 'bhivlaṅgair apāvapaḥ | tat su te manāyati takat su te manāyati
Of them you scattered away thrice fifty by your snarings. That indeed is reckoned to you; that indeed is reckoned as a deed of yours.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Of whom thou hast ere now destroyed thrice-fifty with thy fierce attacks. That deed they count a glorious deed, though small to thee, a glorious deed.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 133.5
पिशङ्गभृष्टिम् अम्भृणम् पिशाचिम् इन्द्र सम् मृण । सर्वꣳ रक्षो नि बर्हय
piśaṅgabhṛṣṭim ambhṛṇam piśācim indra sam mṛṇa | sarvaṁ rakṣo ni barhaya
The piśāci with ruddy prongs, the terrible one — crush her utterly, Indra; lay low every rakṣas.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
O Indra, crush and bray to bits the fearful fiery-weaponed fiend: Strike every demon to the ground.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 133.6
अवर् मह इन्द्र दादृहि श्रुधी नः शुशोच हि द्यौः क्षा न भीषाꣳ अद्रिवो घृणान् न भीषाꣳ अद्रिवः । शुष्मिन्तमो हि शुष्मिभिर् वधैर् उग्रेभिर् ईयसे । अपूरुषघ्नो अप्रतीत शूर सत्वभिस् त्रिसप्तैः शूर सत्वभिः
avar maha indra dādṛhi śrudhī naḥ śuśoca hi dyauḥ kṣā na bhīṣām̐ adrivo ghṛṇān na bhīṣām̐ adrivaḥ | śuṣmintamo hi śuṣmibhir vadhair ugrebhir īyase | apūruṣaghno apratīta śūra satvabhis trisaptaiḥ śūra satvabhiḥ
Make fast below the great (weapons?), Indra; hear us — for heaven has burned, and the earth too, as if in fear, O stone-wielder, as if in fear of the blaze, O stone-wielder. For, most impetuous, you go forth with impetuous, terrible weapons — no slayer of men, unopposed, O hero, with your thrice-seven warriors, O hero, with your warriors.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Tear down the mighty ones. O Indra, hear thou us. For heaven hath glowed like earth in fear, O nunder-armed, as dreading fierce heat, Thunder-armed! Most Mighty mid the Mighty Ones thou speedest with strong bolts of death, Not slaying men, unconquered Hero with the brave, O Hero, with the thrice-seven brave.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 133.7
वनोति हि सुन्वन् क्षयम् परीणसः सुन्वानो हि ष्मा यजत्य् अव द्विषो देवानाम् अव द्विषः । सुन्वान इत् सिषासति सहस्रा वाज्य् अवृतः । सुन्वानायेन्द्रो ददात्य् आभुवꣳ रयिꣳ ददात्य् आभुवम्
vanoti hi sunvan kṣayam parīṇasaḥ sunvāno hi ṣmā yajaty ava dviṣo devānām ava dviṣaḥ | sunvāna it siṣāsati sahasrā vājy avṛtaḥ | sunvānāyendro dadāty ābhuvaṁ rayiṁ dadāty ābhuvam
For the presser wins a dwelling of abundance; the presser indeed sacrifices, and wards off hostilities, wards off hostility toward the gods. The presser alone seeks to gain thousands, victorious, unchecked. To the presser Indra gives what is serviceable, gives serviceable wealth.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
The pourer of libations gains the home of wealth, pouring his gift conciliates hostilities, yea, the hostilities of Gods. Pouring, he strives, unchecked and strong, to win him riches thousandfold. Indra gives lasting wealth to him who pours forth gifts, yea, wealth he gives that long shall last.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)