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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 3 — Chapter 33

RV 3 33.1

प्र पर्वतानाम् उशती उपस्थाद् अश्वे इव विषिते हासमाने । गावेव शुभ्रे मातरा रिहाणे विपाट् छुतुद्री पयसा जवेते

pra parvatānām uśatī upasthād aśve iva viṣite hāsamāne | gāveva śubhre mātarā rihāṇe vipāṭ chutudrī payasā javete

Forth from the lap of the mountains, eager, like two mares let loose, racing each other, like two gleaming cows, two mothers licking (their calves), Vipāś and Śutudrī speed on with their waters.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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FORTH from the bosom of the mountains, eager as two swift mares with loosened rein contending, Like two bright mother cows who lick their youngling, Vipâṣ and Ṣutudrî speed down their waters.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.2

इन्द्रेषिते प्रसवम् भिक्षमाणे अच्छा समुद्रꣳ रथ्येव याथः । समाराणे ऊर्मिभिः पिन्वमाने अन्या वाम् अन्याम् अप्य् एति शुभ्रे

indreṣite prasavam bhikṣamāṇe acchā samudraṁ rathyeva yāthaḥ | samārāṇe ūrmibhiḥ pinvamāne anyā vām anyām apy eti śubhre

Sped on by Indra, asking for the impulse (to flow), you two go toward the sea like two chariot-horses; coming together, swelling with your waves, the one of you enters into the other, O bright ones.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Impelled by Indra whom ye pray to urge you, ye move as 'twere on chariots to the ocean. Flowing together, swelling with your billows, O lucid Streams, each of you seeks the other.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.3

अच्छा सिन्धुम् मातृतमाम् अयासꣳ विपाशम् उर्वीꣳ सुभगाम् अगन्म । वत्सम् इव मातरा सꣳरिहाणे समानꣳ योनिम् अनु सꣳचरन्ती

acchā sindhum mātṛtamām ayāsaṁ vipāśam urvīṁ subhagām aganma | vatsam iva mātarā saṁrihāṇe samānaṁ yonim anu saṁcarantī

I have gone to the Sindhu, most motherly; we have come to the Vipāś, broad and bountiful — the two (rivers), licking each other like two mothers (licking) a calf, moving along a common womb (bed).

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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I have attained the most maternal River, we have approached Vipâṣ, the broad, the blessed. Licking as 'twere their calf the pair of Mothers flow onward to their common home together.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.4

एना वयम् पयसा पिन्वमाना अनु योनिꣳ देवकृतꣳ चरन्तीः । न वर्तवे प्रसवः सर्गतक्तः किꣳयुर् विप्रो नद्यो जोहवीति

enā vayam payasā pinvamānā anu yoniṁ devakṛtaṁ carantīḥ | na vartave prasavaḥ sargataktaḥ kiṁyur vipro nadyo johavīti

We two, swelling with this milk, moving along the channel made by the gods — the onrush, sped in its outpouring, is not (to be turned back) to turn back; what does the inspired poet want, that he calls again and again upon the rivers?

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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We two who rise and swell with billowy waters move forward to the home which Gods have made us. Our flood may not be stayed when urged to motion. What would the singer, calling to the Rivers?

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.5

रमध्वम् मे वचसे सोम्याय ऋतावरीर् उप मुहूर्तम् एवैः । प्र सिन्धुम् अच्छा बृहती मनीषावस्युर् अह्वे कुशिकस्य सूनुः

ramadhvam me vacase somyāya ṛtāvarīr upa muhūrtam evaiḥ | pra sindhum acchā bṛhatī manīṣāvasyur ahve kuśikasya sūnuḥ

Halt for my somic speech, you ṛta-possessing ones, for a moment in your courses; with a lofty thought I, the son of Kuśika, seeking help, have called toward the Sindhu.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Linger a little at my friendly bidding rest, Holy Ones, a moment in your journey. With hymn sublime soliciting your favour Kuṣika's son hath called unto the River.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.6

इन्द्रो अस्माꣳ अरदद् वज्रबाहुर् अपाहन् वृत्रम् परिधिꣳ नदीनाम् । देवो ऽनयत् सविता सुपाणिस् तस्य वयम् प्रसवे याम उर्वीः

indro asmām̐ aradad vajrabāhur apāhan vṛtram paridhiṁ nadīnām | devo 'nayat savitā supāṇis tasya vayam prasave yāma urvīḥ

Indra with the vajra in his arm dug (a channel) for us, he struck away Vṛtra, the enclosure of the rivers; the god Savitṛ of lovely hands led (us); at his impulsion we flow broad.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Indra who wields the thunder dug our channels: he smote down Vr̥itra, him who stayed our currents. Savitar, God, the lovely-handed, led us, and at his sending forth we flow expanded.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.7

प्रवाच्यꣳ शश्वधा वीर्य१ꣳ तद् इन्द्रस्य कर्म यद् अहिꣳ विवृश्चत् । वि वज्रेण परिषदो जघानायन्न् आपो ऽयनम् इच्छमानाः

pravācyaṁ śaśvadhā vīrya1ṁ tad indrasya karma yad ahiṁ vivṛścat | vi vajreṇa pariṣado jaghānāyann āpo 'yanam icchamānāḥ

That heroic deed of Indra is to be proclaimed forever, the act that he cut the serpent apart; with his vajra he smashed the enclosures asunder, and the waters went, seeking their way.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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That hero deed of Indra must be lauded for ever that he rent Ahi in pieces. He smote away the obstructors with his thunder, and eager for their course forth flowed the waters.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.8

एतद् वचो जरितर् मापि मृष्ठा आ यत् ते घोषान् उत्तरा युगानि । उक्थेषु कारो प्रति नो जुषस्व मा नो नि कः पुरुषत्रा नमस् ते

etad vaco jaritar māpi mṛṣṭhā ā yat te ghoṣān uttarā yugāni | uktheṣu kāro prati no juṣasva mā no ni kaḥ puruṣatrā namas te

Do not forget this speech, O singer, which the later generations shall hear from you; be gracious to us in the hymns, O poet; do not put us down among men — homage to you.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Never forget this word of thine, O singer, which future generations shall reecho. In hymns, O bard, show us thy loving kindness. Humble us not mid men. To thee be honour!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.9

ओ षु स्वसारः कारवे शृणोत ययौ वो दूराद् अनसा रथेन । नि षू नमध्वम् भवता सुपारा अधोअक्षाः सिन्धवः स्रोत्याभिः

o ṣu svasāraḥ kārave śṛṇota yayau vo dūrād anasā rathena | ni ṣū namadhvam bhavatā supārā adhoakṣāḥ sindhavaḥ srotyābhiḥ

Listen well, O sisters, to the poet: he has come to you from afar with cart and chariot; bow down well, be easy to cross, be below the axle, O rivers, with your streams.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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List quickly, Sisters, to the bard who cometh to you from far away with car and wagon. Bow lowly down; be easy to be traversed stay, Rivers, with your floods below our axles.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.10

आ ते कारो शृणवामा वचाꣳसि ययाथ दूराद् अनसा रथेन । नि ते नꣳसै पीप्यानेव योषा मर्यायेव कन्या शश्वचै ते

ā te kāro śṛṇavāmā vacāṁsi yayātha dūrād anasā rathena | ni te naṁsai pīpyāneva yoṣā maryāyeva kanyā śaśvacai te

O poet, we will listen to your words: you have driven from afar with cart and chariot; I will bow down to you like a swelling woman (to her lord), I will yield to you as a maiden to a young man.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Yea, we will listen to thy words, O singer. With wain and car from far away thou comest. Low, like a nursing mother, will I bend me, and yield me as a maiden to her lover.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.11

यद् अङ्ग त्वा भरताः सꣳतरेयुर् गव्यन् ग्राम इषित इन्द्रजूतः । अर्षाद् अह प्रसवः सर्गतक्त आ वो वृणे सुमतिꣳ यज्ञियानाम्

yad aṅga tvā bharatāḥ saṁtareyur gavyan grāma iṣita indrajūtaḥ | arṣād aha prasavaḥ sargatakta ā vo vṛṇe sumatiṁ yajñiyānām

Indeed, when the Bharatas have crossed you over — the clan seeking cattle, urged on, sped by Indra — then the onrush, sped in its outpouring, shall flow (again); I choose for myself the favour of you, the sacrifice-worthy ones.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Soon as the Bharatas have fared across thee, the warrior band, urged on and sped by Indra, Then let your streams flow on in rapid motion. I crave your favour who deserve our worship.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.12

अतारिषुर् भरता गव्यवः सम् अभक्त विप्रः सुमतिꣳ नदीनाम् । प्र पिन्वध्वम् इषयन्तीः सुराधा आ वक्षणाः पृणध्वꣳ यात शीभम्

atāriṣur bharatā gavyavaḥ sam abhakta vipraḥ sumatiṁ nadīnām | pra pinvadhvam iṣayantīḥ surādhā ā vakṣaṇāḥ pṛṇadhvaṁ yāta śībham

The cattle-seeking Bharatas have crossed over; the inspired poet has obtained the favour of the rivers. Swell forth, refreshing and richly bounteous; fill your bellies, go swiftly.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The warrior host, the Bharatas, fared over the singer won the favour of the Rivers. Swell with your billows, hasting, pouring riches. Fill full your channels, and roll swiftly onward.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 3 33.13

उद् व ऊर्मिः शम्या हन्त्व् आपो योक्त्राणि मुञ्चत । मादुष्कृतौ व्येनसाघ्न्यौ शूनम् आरताम्

ud va ūrmiḥ śamyā hantv āpo yoktrāṇi muñcata | māduṣkṛtau vyenasāghnyau śūnam āratām

Let the wave lift up your pegs; O waters, release the traces. Let the two cows, guiltless, not evil-doing, come to no harm.

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

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So let your wave bear up the pins, and ye, O Waters, spare the thongs; And never may the pair of Bulls, harmless and sinless, waste away.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)