Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 157
RV 1 157.1
अबोध्य् अग्निर् ज्म उद् एति सूर्यो व्य् उ१षाश् चन्द्रा मह्य् आवो अर्चिषा । आयुक्षाताम् अश्विना यातवे रथम् प्रासावीद् देवः सविता जगत् पृथक्
abodhy agnir jma ud eti sūryo vy u1ṣāś candrā mahy āvo arciṣā | āyukṣātām aśvinā yātave ratham prāsāvīd devaḥ savitā jagat pṛthak
Agni has awakened; the sun rises from the earth; the great gleaming Dawn has shone out with her ray; the Aśvins have yoked their chariot to drive; the god Savitṛ has set the world in motion severally.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
AGNI is wakened: Sûrya riseth from the earth. Mighty, refulgent Dawn hath shone with all her light. The Aṣvins have equipped their chariot for the course. God Savitar hath moved the folk in sundry ways.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 157.2
यद् युञ्जाथे वृषणम् अश्विना रथꣳ घृतेन नो मधुना क्षत्रम् उक्षतम् । अस्माकम् ब्रह्म पृतनासु जिन्वतꣳ वयꣳ धना शूरसाता भजेमहि
yad yuñjāthe vṛṣaṇam aśvinā rathaṁ ghṛtena no madhunā kṣatram ukṣatam | asmākam brahma pṛtanāsu jinvataṁ vayaṁ dhanā śūrasātā bhajemahi
When you two yoke the bullish chariot, O Aśvins, sprinkle our dominion with ghee, with honey; quicken our sacred word in the battles; may we share in the prizes in the winning of heroes.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
When, Aṣvins, ye equip your very mighty car, bedew, ye Twain, our power with honey and with oil. To our devotion give victorious strength in war: may we win riches in the heroes' strife for spoil.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 157.3
अर्वाङ् त्रिचक्रो मधुवाहनो रथो जीराश्वो अश्विनोर् यातु सुष्टुतः । त्रिवन्धुरो मघवा विश्वसौभगः शꣳ न आ वक्षद् द्विपदे चतुष्पदे
arvāṅ tricakro madhuvāhano ratho jīrāśvo aśvinor yātu suṣṭutaḥ | trivandhuro maghavā viśvasaubhagaḥ śaṁ na ā vakṣad dvipade catuṣpade
Let the three-wheeled chariot of the Aśvins, bearing honey, with swift horses, well-praised, come hither; with three seats, bountiful, bringing all good fortune, let it carry welfare to our two-footed and four-footed.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Nigh to us come the Aṣvins' lauded three-wheeled car, the car laden with meath and drawn by fleet-foot steeds, Three-seated, opulent, bestowing all delight. may it bring weal to us, to cattle and to men.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 157.4
आ न ऊर्जꣳ वहतम् अश्विना युवम् मधुमत्या नः कशया मिमिक्षतम् । प्रायुस् तारिष्टꣳ नी रपाꣳसि मृक्षतꣳ सेधतꣳ द्वेषो भवतꣳ सचाभुवा
ā na ūrjaṁ vahatam aśvinā yuvam madhumatyā naḥ kaśayā mimikṣatam | prāyus tāriṣṭaṁ nī rapāṁsi mṛkṣataṁ sedhataṁ dveṣo bhavataṁ sacābhuvā
Bring us nourishment, O Aśvins, you two; sprinkle us with your honeyed whip; lengthen our lifespan, wipe away our infirmities, drive off hostility, be our companions.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Bring hither nourishment for us, ye Aṣvins Twain; sprinkle us with your whip that drops with honey-dew. Prolong our days of life, wipe out our trespasses; destroy our foes, be our companions and our Friends.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 157.5
युवꣳ ह गर्भꣳ जगतीषु धत्थो युवꣳ विश्वेषु भुवनेष्व् अन्तः । युवम् अग्निꣳ च वृषणाव् अपश् च वनस्पतीꣳर् अश्विनाव् ऐरयेथाम्
yuvaṁ ha garbhaṁ jagatīṣu dhattho yuvaṁ viśveṣu bhuvaneṣv antaḥ | yuvam agniṁ ca vṛṣaṇāv apaś ca vanaspatīm̐r aśvināv airayethām
You two indeed place the embryo in living beings, you two within all the worlds; you two, O bulls, set in motion Agni and the waters and the trees, O Aśvins.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Ye store the germ of life in female creatures, ye lay it up within all living beings. Ye have sent forth, O Aṣvins passing mighty, the fire, the sovrans of the wood, the waters,
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 157.6
युवꣳ ह स्थो भिषजा भेषजेभिर् अथो ह स्थो रथ्या३ राथ्येभिः । अथो ह क्षत्रम् अधि धत्थ उग्रा यो वाꣳ हविष्मान् मनसा ददाश
yuvaṁ ha stho bhiṣajā bheṣajebhir atho ha stho rathyā3 rāthyebhiḥ | atho ha kṣatram adhi dhattha ugrā yo vāṁ haviṣmān manasā dadāśa
You two are indeed physicians with remedies, and you are indeed charioteers with chariot-skills; and you also confer lordship, O mighty ones, upon him who, bringing oblation, has served you with his mind.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Leeches are ye with medicines to heal us, and charioteers are ye with skill in driving. Ye Strong, give sway to him who brings oblation and with his heart pours out his gift before you.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)