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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 2 — Chapter 30

RV 2 30.1

ऋतꣳ देवाय कृण्वते सवित्र इन्द्रायाहिघ्ने न रमन्त आपः । अहर्-अहर् यात्य् अक्तुर् अपाꣳ कियात्य् आ प्रथमः सर्ग आसाम्

ṛtaṁ devāya kṛṇvate savitra indrāyāhighne na ramanta āpaḥ | ahar-ahar yāty aktur apāṁ kiyāty ā prathamaḥ sarga āsām

For the god Savitṛ who performs ṛta, for Indra the slayer of the serpent, the waters do not rest. Day after day the anointing of the waters proceeds—how long ago was their first outpouring?

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

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THE streams unceasing flow to Indra, slayer of Ahi, Savitar, God, Law's fulfiller, Day after day goes on the sheen of waters. What time hath past since they were first set flowing?

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.2

यो वृत्राय सिनम् अत्राभरिष्यत् प्र तꣳ जनित्री विदुष उवाच । पथो रदन्तीर् अनु जोषम् अस्मै दिवे-दिवे धुनयो यन्त्य् अर्थम्

yo vṛtrāya sinam atrābhariṣyat pra taṁ janitrī viduṣa uvāca | patho radantīr anu joṣam asmai dive-dive dhunayo yanty artham

Him who was to bring booty for Vṛtra, his mother declared to the knowing one. Cutting out paths for him at (his) pleasure, the roaring (waters) go day by day to their goal.

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

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His Mother-for she knew-spake and proclaimed him who was about to cast his bolt at Vr̥itra. Cutting their paths according to his pleasure day after day flow to their goal the rivers.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.3

ऊर्ध्वो ह्य् अस्थाद् अध्य् अन्तरिक्षे ऽधा वृत्राय प्र वधꣳ जभार । मिहꣳ वसान उप हीम् अदुद्रोत् तिग्मायुधो अजयच् छत्रुम् इन्द्रः

ūrdhvo hy asthād adhy antarikṣe 'dhā vṛtrāya pra vadhaṁ jabhāra | mihaṁ vasāna upa hīm adudrot tigmāyudho ajayac chatrum indraḥ

For he stood upright up in the midspace, and then hurled the deadly weapon at Vṛtra; clothing himself in mist he ran upon him—sharp-weaponed Indra conquered the foe.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Aloft he stood above the airy region, and against Vr̥itra shot his deadly missile. Enveloped in a cloud he rushed upon him. Indra subdued the foe with sharpened weapons.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.4

बृहस्पते तपुषाश्नेव विध्य वृकद्वरसो असुरस्य वीरान् । यथा जघन्थ धृषता पुरा चिद् एवा जहि शत्रुम् अस्माकम् इन्द्र

bṛhaspate tapuṣāśneva vidhya vṛkadvaraso asurasya vīrān | yathā jaghantha dhṛṣatā purā cid evā jahi śatrum asmākam indra

Bṛhaspati, pierce with the burning stone the heroes of the Asura of the wolfish gate. As you have smashed (them) boldly before now, so slay our foe, O Indra.

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

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As with a bolt, Br̥ihaspati, fiercely flaming, pierce thou Vr̥ikadvaras', the Asura's, heroes. Even as in time of old with might thou slewest, so slay even now our enemy, O Indra.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.5

अव क्षिप दिवो अश्मानम् उच्चा येन शत्रुम् मन्दसानो निजूर्वाः । तोकस्य सातौ तनयस्य भूरेर् अस्माꣳ अर्धꣳ कृणुताद् इन्द्र गोनाम्

ava kṣipa divo aśmānam uccā yena śatrum mandasāno nijūrvāḥ | tokasya sātau tanayasya bhūrer asmām̐ ardhaṁ kṛṇutād indra gonām

Hurl down from high heaven the stone with which, exhilarated, you burn up the foe. For the winning of offspring, of abundant progeny, make us a share in cattle, Indra.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Cast down from heaven on high thy bolt of thunder wherewith in joy thou smitest dead the foeman. For gain of children make us thine, O Indra, of many children's children and of cattle.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.6

प्र हि क्रतुꣳ वृहथो यꣳ वनुथो रध्रस्य स्थो यजमानस्य चोदौ । इन्द्रासोमा युवम् अस्माꣳ अविष्टम् अस्मिन् भयस्थे कृणुतम् उ लोकम्

pra hi kratuṁ vṛhatho yaṁ vanutho radhrasya stho yajamānasya codau | indrāsomā yuvam asmām̐ aviṣṭam asmin bhayasthe kṛṇutam u lokam

For you two tear out the design of him whom you assail; you are the impellers of the weak worshipper. Indra and Soma, do you help us in this place of fear, and make room (for us).

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

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Whomso ye love, his power ye aid and strengthen; ye Twain are the rich worshipper's advancers. Graciously favour us, Indra and Soma; give us firm standing in this time of danger.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.7

न मा तमन् न श्रमन् नोत तन्द्रन् न वोचाम मा सुनोतेति सोमम् । यो मे पृणाद् यो ददद् यो निबोधाद् यो मा सुन्वन्तम् उप गोभिर् आयत्

na mā taman na śraman nota tandran na vocāma mā sunoteti somam | yo me pṛṇād yo dadad yo nibodhād yo mā sunvantam upa gobhir āyat

May it not exhaust me, nor weary me, nor make me slack; may we not say, "Do not press the soma"—(so I speak) of him who fills (my cup), who gives, who takes heed, who comes to me with cows as I press.

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

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Let it not vex me, tire me, make me slothful, and never let us say, Press not the Soma; For him who cares for me, gives gifts, supports me, who comes with kine to me who pour libations.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.8

सरस्वति त्वम् अस्माꣳ अविड्ढि मरुत्वती धृषती जेषि शत्रून् । त्यꣳ चिच् छर्धन्तꣳ तविषीयमाणम् इन्द्रो हन्ति वृषभꣳ शण्डिकानाम्

sarasvati tvam asmām̐ aviḍḍhi marutvatī dhṛṣatī jeṣi śatrūn | tyaṁ cic chardhantaṁ taviṣīyamāṇam indro hanti vṛṣabhaṁ śaṇḍikānām

Sarasvatī, help us; accompanied by the Maruts, daring, conquer the foes. That defiant one too, showing off his strength—the bull of the Śaṇḍikas—Indra slays.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Sarasvatî, protect us: with the Maruts allied thou boldly conquerest our foemen, While Indra does to death the daring chieftain of Ṣaṇḍikas exulting in his prowess.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.9

यो नः सनुत्य उत वा जिघत्नुर् अभिख्याय तꣳ तिगितेन विध्य । बृहस्पत आयुधैर् जेषि शत्रून् द्रुहे रीषन्तम् परि धेहि राजन्

yo naḥ sanutya uta vā jighatnur abhikhyāya taṁ tigitena vidhya | bṛhaspata āyudhair jeṣi śatrūn druhe rīṣantam pari dhehi rājan

Whoever is our hidden (foe) or bent on striking, spy him out and pierce him with the sharpened (shaft). Bṛhaspati, conquer the foes with weapons; consign the injurer to Deceit, O king.

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

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Him who waylays, yea, him who would destroy us,– aim at him, pierce him with thy sharpened weapon. Br̥ihaspati, with arms thou slayest foemen O King, give up the spoiler to destruction.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.10

अस्माकेभिः सत्वभिः शूर शूरैर् वीर्या कृधि यानि ते कर्त्वानि । ज्योग् अभूवन्न् अनुधूपितासो हत्वी तेषाम् आ भरा नो वसूनि

asmākebhiḥ satvabhiḥ śūra śūrair vīryā kṛdhi yāni te kartvāni | jyog abhūvann anudhūpitāso hatvī teṣām ā bharā no vasūni

With our own warriors, O hero, with heroes, do the heroic deeds that you have to do. Long have they been (puffed up), (now) smoked out; having slain them, bring us their goods.

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

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Perform, O Hero, with our valiant heroes the deeds heroic which thou hast to finish. Long have they been inflated with presumption: slay them, and bring us hither their possessions.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 2 30.11

तꣳ वः शर्धम् मारुतꣳ सुम्नयुर् गिरोप ब्रुवे नमसा दैव्यꣳ जनम् । यथा रयिꣳ सर्ववीरꣳ नशामहा अपत्यसाचꣳ श्रुत्यꣳ दिवे-दिवे

taṁ vaḥ śardham mārutaṁ sumnayur giropa bruve namasā daivyaṁ janam | yathā rayiṁ sarvavīraṁ naśāmahā apatyasācaṁ śrutyaṁ dive-dive

That Marut host of yours, seeking favour, I address with song, with homage—the divine folk—so that day by day we may attain wealth with all its heroes, accompanied by offspring, worthy of renown.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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I craving joy address with hymn and homage your heavenly host, the company of Maruts, That we may gain wealth with full store of heroes, each day more famous, and with troops of children.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)