Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 1 — Chapter 167
RV 1 167.1
सहस्रꣳ त इन्द्रोतयो नः सहस्रम् इषो हरिवो गूर्ततमाः । सहस्रꣳ रायो मादयध्यै सहस्रिण उप नो यन्तु वाजाः
sahasraṁ ta indrotayo naḥ sahasram iṣo harivo gūrtatamāḥ | sahasraṁ rāyo mādayadhyai sahasriṇa upa no yantu vājāḥ
A thousand are your aids for us, Indra, a thousand most welcome refreshments, O possessor of the bay horses; a thousand riches to gladden (us) — let the thousandfold prizes come to us.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
A THOUSAND are thy helps for us, O Indra: a thousand, Lord of Bays, thy choice refreshments. Wealth of a thousand sorts hast thou to cheer us: may precious goods come nigh to us in thousands.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.2
आ नो ऽवोभिर् मरुतो यान्त्व् अच्छा ज्येष्ठेभिर् वा बृहद्दिवैः सुमायाः । अध यद् एषाꣳ नियुतः परमाः समुद्रस्य चिद् धनयन्त पारे
ā no 'vobhir maruto yāntv acchā jyeṣṭhebhir vā bṛhaddivaiḥ sumāyāḥ | adha yad eṣāṁ niyutaḥ paramāḥ samudrasya cid dhanayanta pāre
Let the Maruts come here to us with their aids, or with the highest ones from the lofty heaven, they of good skill — then, when their farthest teams speed even to the shore of the sea.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
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May the most sapient Maruts, with protection, with best boons brought from lofty heaven, approach us, Now when their team of the most noble horses speeds even on the sea's extremest limit.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.3
मिम्यक्ष येषु सुधिता घृताची हिरण्यनिर्णिग् उपरा न ऋष्टिः । गुहा चरन्ती मनुषो न योषा सभावती विदथ्येव सꣳ वाक्
mimyakṣa yeṣu sudhitā ghṛtācī hiraṇyanirṇig uparā na ṛṣṭiḥ | guhā carantī manuṣo na yoṣā sabhāvatī vidathyeva saṁ vāk
She has clung close to them, the well-set, ghee-faced one, gold-garbed, like a spear held near; moving in secret like a man's young wife, like speech fit for the assembly at the council.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Close to them clings one moving in seclusion, like a man's wife, like a spear carried rearward, Well grasped, bright, decked with gold there is Vâk also, like to a courtly, eloquent dame, among them.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.4
परा शुभ्रा अयासो यव्या साधारण्येव मरुतो मिमिक्षुः । न रोदसी अप नुदन्त घोरा जुषन्त वृधꣳ सख्याय देवाः
parā śubhrā ayāso yavyā sādhāraṇyeva maruto mimikṣuḥ | na rodasī apa nudanta ghorā juṣanta vṛdhaṁ sakhyāya devāḥ
The gleaming, untiring Maruts have mingled with the young woman as though with something held in common. The terrible ones do not push Rodasī away; the gods take pleasure in her increase, for companionship.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
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Far off the brilliant, never-weary Maruts cling to the young Maid as a joint possession. The fierce Gods drave not Rodasî before them, but wished for her to grow their friend and fellow.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.5
जोषद् यद् ईम् असुर्या सचध्यै विषितस्तुका रोदसी नृमणाः । आ सूर्येव विधतो रथꣳ गात् त्वेषप्रतीका नभसो नेत्या
joṣad yad īm asuryā sacadhyai viṣitastukā rodasī nṛmaṇāḥ | ā sūryeva vidhato rathaṁ gāt tveṣapratīkā nabhaso netyā
When she of asura nature chose to accompany them, with her tresses loosened, manly-minded, (belonging to) the two worlds — she came to the chariot of the worshipper like Sūryā, with flashing face, with the onset of the cloud.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
When chose immortal Rodasî to follow- she with loose tresses and heroic spirit- She climbed her servant's chariot, she like Sûryâ with cloud-like motion and refulgent aspect.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.6
आस्थापयन्त युवतिꣳ युवानः शुभे निमिश्लाꣳ विदथेषु पज्राम् । अर्को यद् वो मरुतो हविष्मान् गायद् गाथꣳ सुतसोमो दुवस्यन्
āsthāpayanta yuvatiṁ yuvānaḥ śubhe nimiślāṁ vidatheṣu pajrām | arko yad vo maruto haviṣmān gāyad gāthaṁ sutasomo duvasyan
The young men set the young woman in place, joined to splendour, firm in the rites, when your singer, O Maruts, bearing oblation and having pressed soma, sings the song in homage.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Upon their car the young men set the Maiden wedded to glory, mighty in assemblies, When your song, Maruts, rose, and, with oblation, the Soma-pourer sang his hymn in worship.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.7
प्र तꣳ विवक्मि वक्म्यो य एषाम् मरुताम् महिमा सत्यो अस्ति । सचा यद् ईꣳ वृषमणा अहꣳयुः स्थिरा चिज् जनीर् वहते सुभागाः
pra taṁ vivakmi vakmyo ya eṣām marutām mahimā satyo asti | sacā yad īṁ vṛṣamaṇā ahaṁyuḥ sthirā cij janīr vahate subhāgāḥ
I proclaim that which is to be proclaimed: what is the true greatness of these Maruts — that each, bull-minded and self-assertive, carries along with him even the steadfast, well-favoured wives.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
I will declare the greatness of these Maruts, their real greatness, worthy to be lauded, How, with them, she though firm, strong-minded, haughty, travels to women happy in their fortune.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.8
पान्ति मित्रावरुणाव् अवद्याच् चयत ईम् अर्यमो अप्रशस्तान् । उत च्यवन्ते अच्युता ध्रुवाणि वावृध ईम् मरुतो दातिवारः
pānti mitrāvaruṇāv avadyāc cayata īm aryamo apraśastān | uta cyavante acyutā dhruvāṇi vāvṛdha īm maruto dātivāraḥ
Mitra and Varuṇa protect (him) from blame; Aryaman requites those who are not praised. And the unshakeable, fixed things are shaken: the Marut host, giver of choice things, has grown strong.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Mitra and Varuṇa they guard from censure: Aryaman too, discovers worthless sinners Firm things are overthrown that ne'er were shaken: he prospers, Maruts, who gives choice oblations.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.9
नही नु वो मरुतो अन्त्य् अस्मे आरात्ताच् चिच् छवसो अन्तम् आपुः । ते धृष्णुना शवसा शूशुवाꣳसो ऽर्णो न द्वेषो धृषता परि ष्ठुः
nahī nu vo maruto anty asme ārāttāc cic chavaso antam āpuḥ | te dhṛṣṇunā śavasā śūśuvāṁso 'rṇo na dveṣo dhṛṣatā pari ṣṭhuḥ
Never indeed, Maruts, have they reached the limit of your power, whether near to us or from afar. They, grown strong with bold might, have boldly held off hatred like a flood.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
None of us, Maruts, near or at a distance, hath ever reached the limit of your vigour. They in courageous might still waxing boldly have compassed round their foemen like an ocean.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.10
वयम् अद्येन्द्रस्य प्रेष्ठा वयꣳ श्वो वोचेमहि समर्ये । वयम् पुरा महि च नो अनु द्यून् तन् न ऋभुक्षा नराम् अनु ष्यात्
vayam adyendrasya preṣṭhā vayaṁ śvo vocemahi samarye | vayam purā mahi ca no anu dyūn tan na ṛbhukṣā narām anu ṣyāt
May we be called Indra's dearest today, we tomorrow in the contest, we before — and greatly (so) for us day after day; may the Ṛbhukṣan be with us among men for that.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
May we this day be dearest friends of Indra, and let us call on him in fight to-morrow. So were we erst. New might attend us daily! So be with us! R̥ibhukshan of the Heroes!
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 1 167.11
एष वः स्तोमो मरुत इयꣳ गीर् मान्दार्यस्य मान्यस्य कारोः । एषा यासीष्ट तन्वे वयाꣳ विद्यामेषꣳ वृजनꣳ जीरदानुम्
eṣa vaḥ stomo maruta iyaṁ gīr māndāryasya mānyasya kāroḥ | eṣā yāsīṣṭa tanve vayāṁ vidyāmeṣaṁ vṛjanaṁ jīradānum
This is your praise, Maruts, this the song of the poet Māndārya Mānya. Let it seek nourishment for the body. May we find refreshment, a strong community, quick-flowing (water).
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
May this your laud, may this your song, O Maruts, sung by the poet, Mâna's son, Mândârya, Bring offspring for ourselves with. food to feed us. May we find strengthening food in full abundance.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)