Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 10 — Chapter 28

RV 10 28.1

विश्वो ह्य् अ१न्यो अरिर् आजगाम ममेद् अह श्वशुरो ना जगाम । जक्षीयाद् धाना उत सोमम् पपीयात् स्वाशितः पुनर् अस्तꣳ जगायात्

viśvo hy a1nyo arir ājagāma mamed aha śvaśuro nā jagāma | jakṣīyād dhānā uta somam papīyāt svāśitaḥ punar astaṁ jagāyāt

For every other stranger has come, only my own father-in-law has not come. He might eat the roasted grains and drink soma; well fed, he would go home again.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 10 28.2

स रोरुवद् वृषभस् तिग्मशृङ्गो वर्ष्मन् तस्थौ वरिमन्न् आ पृथिव्याः । विश्वेष्व् एनꣳ वृजनेषु पामि यो मे कुक्षी सुतसोमः पृणाति

sa roruvad vṛṣabhas tigmaśṛṅgo varṣman tasthau varimann ā pṛthivyāḥ | viśveṣv enaṁ vṛjaneṣu pāmi yo me kukṣī sutasomaḥ pṛṇāti

That bellowing sharp-horned bull stood in the height, in the breadth of the earth. In all struggles I protect him, whoever, with soma pressed, fills my two flanks.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 10 28.3

अद्रिणा ते मन्दिन इन्द्र तूयान् सुन्वन्ति सोमान् पिबसि त्वम् एषाम् । पचन्ति ते वृषभाꣳ अत्सि तेषाम् पृक्षेण यन् मघवन् हूयमानः

adriṇā te mandina indra tūyān sunvanti somān pibasi tvam eṣām | pacanti te vṛṣabhām̐ atsi teṣām pṛkṣeṇa yan maghavan hūyamānaḥ

With the pressing-stone they press for you, Indra, the intoxicating soma drinks swiftly; you drink of them. They cook bulls for you; you eat of them, when, O bounteous one, you are invoked with a meal.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 10 28.4

इदꣳ सु मे जरितर् आ चिकिद्धि प्रतीपꣳ शापꣳ नद्यो वहन्ति । लोपाशः सिꣳहम् प्रत्यञ्चम् अत्साः क्रोष्टा वराहꣳ निर् अतक्त कक्षात्

idaṁ su me jaritar ā cikiddhi pratīpaṁ śāpaṁ nadyo vahanti | lopāśaḥ siṁham pratyañcam atsāḥ kroṣṭā varāhaṁ nir atakta kakṣāt

Take note of this well for me, singer: the rivers carry the driftwood upstream. The fox crept up on the lion coming toward him; the jackal darted at the boar out of the thicket.

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

RV 10 28.5

कथा त एतद् अहम् आ चिकेतꣳ गृत्सस्य पाकस् तवसो मनीषाम् । त्वꣳ नो विद्वाꣳ ऋतुथा वि वोचो यम् अर्धꣳ ते मघवन् क्षेम्या धूः

kathā ta etad aham ā ciketaṁ gṛtsasya pākas tavaso manīṣām | tvaṁ no vidvām̐ ṛtuthā vi voco yam ardhaṁ te maghavan kṣemyā dhūḥ

How shall I understand this of yours — I, a simpleton, the thought of a clever, strong one? You, knowing, declare it to us in due season: which side, O bounteous one, is your peaceful shaft?

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

RV 10 28.6

एवा हि माꣳ तवसꣳ वर्धयन्ति दिवश् चिन् मे बृहत उत्तरा धूः । पुरू सहस्रा नि शिशामि साकम् अशत्रुꣳ हि मा जनिता जजान

evā hi māṁ tavasaṁ vardhayanti divaś cin me bṛhata uttarā dhūḥ | purū sahasrā ni śiśāmi sākam aśatruṁ hi mā janitā jajāna

Thus indeed do they strengthen me, the strong one; my pole is higher even than the lofty sky. Many thousands I lay low at once, for my begetter begot me without a rival.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 10 28.7

एवा हि माꣳ तवसꣳ जज्ञुर् उग्रꣳ कर्मन्-कर्मन् वृषणम् इन्द्र देवाः । वधीꣳ वृत्रꣳ वज्रेण मन्दसानो ऽप व्रजम् महिना दाशुषे वम्

evā hi māṁ tavasaṁ jajñur ugraṁ karman-karman vṛṣaṇam indra devāḥ | vadhīṁ vṛtraṁ vajreṇa mandasāno 'pa vrajam mahinā dāśuṣe vam

Thus indeed the gods have known me, Indra, to be strong, fierce, a bull in deed after deed. Exhilarated, I slew Vṛtra with the mace; by my greatness I opened the cattle-pen for the worshipper.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 10 28.8

देवास आयन् परशूꣳर् अबिभ्रन् वना वृश्चन्तो अभि विड्भिर् आयन् । नि सुद्र्व१ꣳ दधतो वक्षणासु यत्रा कृपीटम् अनु तद् दहन्ति

devāsa āyan paraśūm̐r abibhran vanā vṛścanto abhi viḍbhir āyan | ni sudrva1ṁ dadhato vakṣaṇāsu yatrā kṛpīṭam anu tad dahanti

The gods came, they bore axes; cutting the trees they came on with the settlers. Putting good timber in their fire-pits(?), wherever there is brushwood they burn that along.

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

RV 10 28.9

शशः क्षुरम् प्रत्यञ्चꣳ जगाराद्रिꣳ लोगेन व्य् अभेदम् आरात् । बृहन्तꣳ चिद् ऋहते रन्धयानि वयद् वत्सो वृषभꣳ शूशुवानः

śaśaḥ kṣuram pratyañcaṁ jagārādriṁ logena vy abhedam ārāt | bṛhantaṁ cid ṛhate randhayāni vayad vatso vṛṣabhaṁ śūśuvānaḥ

The hare swallowed the razor coming at him; with a clod I split the rock from afar. Even the great one I would subject to the small one; the calf, grown strong, would go after the bull.

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

RV 10 28.10

सुपर्ण इत्था नखम् आ सिषायावरुद्धः परिपदꣳ न सिꣳहः । निरुद्धश् चिन् महिषस् तर्ष्यावान् गोधा तस्मा अयथꣳ कर्षद् एतत्

suparṇa itthā nakham ā siṣāyāvaruddhaḥ paripadaṁ na siṁhaḥ | niruddhaś cin mahiṣas tarṣyāvān godhā tasmā ayathaṁ karṣad etat

The eagle thus fastened on its claw — like a lion shut into a pit; even the thirsty buffalo held back — (yet) the bowstring-guard will drag this awry for him.

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

RV 10 28.11

तेभ्यो गोधा अयथꣳ कर्षद् एतद् ये ब्रह्मणः प्रतिपीयन्त्य् अन्नैः । सिम उक्ष्णो ऽवसृष्टाꣳ अदन्ति स्वयम् बलानि तन्वः शृणानाः

tebhyo godhā ayathaṁ karṣad etad ye brahmaṇaḥ pratipīyanty annaiḥ | sima ukṣṇo 'vasṛṣṭām̐ adanti svayam balāni tanvaḥ śṛṇānāḥ

For them the bowstring-guard will drag this awry, who stint the brahman(-priest) of foods: they themselves eat the bulls that have been let loose, tearing apart the strengths of their own body.

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

RV 10 28.12

एते शमीभिः सुशमी अभूवन् ये हिन्विरे तन्व१ः सोम उक्थैः । नृवद् वदन्न् उप नो माहि वाजान् दिवि श्रवो दधिषे नाम वीरः

ete śamībhiḥ suśamī abhūvan ye hinvire tanva1ḥ soma ukthaiḥ | nṛvad vadann upa no māhi vājān divi śravo dadhiṣe nāma vīraḥ

These became well-labouring through their labours, they who sped their own bodies with soma and with recitations. Speaking in manly fashion, mete out prizes to us; in heaven you have set your fame, your name, as a hero.

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