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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 155

RV 1 155.1

प्र वः पान्तम् अन्धसो धियायते महे शूराय विष्णवे चार्चत । या सानुनि पर्वतानाम् अदाभ्या महस् तस्थतुर् अर्वतेव साधुना

pra vaḥ pāntam andhaso dhiyāyate mahe śūrāya viṣṇave cārcata | yā sānuni parvatānām adābhyā mahas tasthatur arvateva sādhunā

Sing forth for the one who drinks of your juice, for the thoughtful one, for the great hero Viṣṇu—those two who, inviolable, stood on the ridge of the mountains as if by a good steed, (mounting) up from greatness.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

To the great Hero, him who sets his mind thereon, and Vishṇu, praise aloud in song your draught of juice,– Gods ne'er beguiled, who borne as 'twere by noble steed, have stood upon the lofty ridges of the hills.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 155.2

त्वेषम् इत्था समरणꣳ शिमीवतोर् इन्द्राविष्णू सुतपा वाम् उरुष्यति । या मर्त्याय प्रतिधीयमानम् इत् कृशानोर् अस्तुर् असनाम् उरुष्यथः

tveṣam itthā samaraṇaṁ śimīvator indrāviṣṇū sutapā vām uruṣyati | yā martyāya pratidhīyamānam it kṛśānor astur asanām uruṣyathaḥ

Truly the encounter of you two who labour is blazing; Indra and Viṣṇu, the drinker of the pressed juice rescues you (?). You two ward off for the mortal the very shot that is being aimed, the arrow of Kṛśānu the archer.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Your Soma-drinker keeps afar your furious rush, Indra and Vishṇu, when ye come with all your might. That which hath been directed well at mortal man, bow-armed Kr̥iṣanu's arrow, ye turn far aside.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 155.3

ता ईꣳ वर्धन्ति मह्य् अस्य पौꣳस्यꣳ नि मातरा नयति रेतसे भुजे । दधाति पुत्रो ऽवरम् परम् पितुर् नाम तृतीयम् अधि रोचने दिवः

tā īṁ vardhanti mahy asya pauṁsyaṁ ni mātarā nayati retase bhuje | dadhāti putro 'varam param pitur nāma tṛtīyam adhi rocane divaḥ

They increase his great manliness; he leads down the two mothers for seed, for enjoyment. The son sets the father's lower name and the upper one, the third up in the bright realm of heaven.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

These offerings increase his mighty manly strength: he brings both Parents down to share the genial flow. He lowers, though a son, the Father's highest name; the third is that which is high in the light of heaven.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 155.4

तत्-तद् इद् अस्य पौꣳस्यꣳ गृणीमसीनस्य त्रातुर् अवृकस्य मीऴ्हुषः । यः पार्थिवानि त्रिभिर् इद् विगामभिर् उरु क्रमिष्टोरुगायाय जीवसे

tat-tad id asya pauṁsyaṁ gṛṇīmasīnasya trātur avṛkasya mīḻhuṣaḥ | yaḥ pārthivāni tribhir id vigāmabhir uru kramiṣṭorugāyāya jīvase

That manliness of his, each of it, we praise—of the strong one, the protector, the wolfless one, the bountiful—who with just three wide-going strides strode wide over the earthly regions, for the wide-strider (?) to live.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

We laud this manly power of him the Mighty One, preserver, inoffensive, bounteous and benign; His who strode, widely pacing, with three steppings forth over the realms of earth for freedom and for life.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 155.5

द्वे इद् अस्य क्रमणे स्वर्दृशो ऽभिख्याय मर्त्यो भुरण्यति । तृतीयम् अस्य नकिर् आ दधर्षति वयश् चन पतयन्तः पतत्रिणः

dve id asya kramaṇe svardṛśo 'bhikhyāya martyo bhuraṇyati | tṛtīyam asya nakir ā dadharṣati vayaś cana patayantaḥ patatriṇaḥ

Only two strides of him, of the one who beholds the sun, does the mortal look upon and bestir himself; his third no one dares approach, not even the winged birds in their flight.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

A mortal man, when he beholds two steps of him who looks upon the light, is restless with amaze. But his third step doth no one venture to approach, no, nor the feathered birds of air who fly with wings.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 1 155.6

चतुर्भिः साकꣳ नवतिꣳ च नामभिश् चक्रꣳ न वृत्तꣳ व्यतीꣳर् अवीविपत् । बृहच्छरीरो विमिमान ऋक्वभिर् युवाकुमारः प्रत्य् एत्य् आहवम्

caturbhiḥ sākaṁ navatiṁ ca nāmabhiś cakraṁ na vṛttaṁ vyatīm̐r avīvipat | bṛhaccharīro vimimāna ṛkvabhir yuvākumāraḥ praty ety āhavam

With ninety together with four names he set the rolling ones quivering like a turning wheel; with a great body, measuring himself out with the singers, young yet a boy, he comes to meet the challenge.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

He, like a rounded wheel, hath in swift motion set his ninety racing steeds together with the four. Developed, vast in form, with those who sing forth praise, a youth, no more a child, he cometh to our call.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)