Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 4 — Chapter 27
RV 4 27.1
गर्भे नु सन्न् अन्व् एषाम् अवेदम् अहꣳ देवानाꣳ जनिमानि विश्वा । शतम् मा पुर आयसीर् अरक्षन्न् अध श्येनो जवसा निर् अदीयम्
garbhe nu sann anv eṣām avedam ahaṁ devānāṁ janimāni viśvā | śatam mā pura āyasīr arakṣann adha śyeno javasā nir adīyam
While still in the womb I knew in succession all the births of these gods. A hundred iron strongholds guarded me; then, a falcon, I flew out with speed.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
I, As I lay within the womb, considered all generations of these Gods in order. A hundred iron fortresses confined me but forth I flew with rapid speed a Falcon.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 27.2
न घा स माम् अप जोषꣳ जभाराभीम् आस त्वक्षसा वीर्येण । ईर्मा पुरꣳधिर् अजहाद् अरातीर् उत वाताꣳ अतरच् छूशुवानः
na ghā sa mām apa joṣaṁ jabhārābhīm āsa tvakṣasā vīryeṇa | īrmā puraṁdhir ajahād arātīr uta vātām̐ atarac chūśuvānaḥ
He surely did not carry me off at his pleasure: I overcame him by strength and manly power. At once the one of abundant insight left the hostile powers behind, and, swelling with might, he crossed over the winds.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Not at his own free pleasure did he bear me: he conquered with his strength and manly courage. Straightway the Bold One left the fiends behind him and passed the winds as he grew yet more mighty.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 27.3
अव यच् छ्येनो अस्वनीद् अध द्योर् वि यद् यदि वात ऊहुः पुरꣳधिम् । सृजद् यद् अस्मा अव ह क्षिपज् ज्याꣳ कृशानुर् अस्ता मनसा भुरण्यन्
ava yac chyeno asvanīd adha dyor vi yad yadi vāta ūhuḥ puraṁdhim | sṛjad yad asmā ava ha kṣipaj jyāṁ kṛśānur astā manasā bhuraṇyan
When the falcon screamed downward from heaven, and when the winds bore away the one of abundant insight — when Kṛśānu the archer, stirring eagerly in mind, let fly at him and shot the bowstring down.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
When with loud cry from heaven down sped the Falcon, thence hasting like the wind he bore the Bold One. Then, wildly raging in his mind, the archer Kr̥iṣanu aimed and loosed the string to strike him.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 27.4
ऋजिप्य ईम् इन्द्रावतो न भुज्युꣳ श्येनो जभार बृहतो अधि ष्णोः । अन्तः पतत् पतत्र्य् अस्य पर्णम् अध यामनि प्रसितस्य तद् वेः
ṛjipya īm indrāvato na bhujyuṁ śyeno jabhāra bṛhato adhi ṣṇoḥ | antaḥ patat patatry asya parṇam adha yāmani prasitasya tad veḥ
The onrushing falcon carried him off from the lofty height, as (one carries) Bhujyu for the man who has Indra on his side. In mid-flight a winged feather of his fell — that of the bird when it was shot at on its course.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
The Falcon bore him from heaven's lofty summit as the swift car of Indra's Friend bore Bhujyu. Then downward bither fell a flying feather of the Bird hasting forward in his journey.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 4 27.5
अध श्वेतꣳ कलशꣳ गोभिर् अक्तम् आपिप्यानम् मघवा शुक्रम् अन्धः । अध्वर्युभिः प्रयतम् मध्वो अग्रम् इन्द्रो मदाय प्रति धत् पिबध्यै शूरो मदाय प्रति धत् पिबध्यै
adha śvetaṁ kalaśaṁ gobhir aktam āpipyānam maghavā śukram andhaḥ | adhvaryubhiḥ prayatam madhvo agram indro madāya prati dhat pibadhyai śūro madāya prati dhat pibadhyai
Then the bounteous one (took) the white pitcher, anointed with milk, swelling, the bright juice — the foremost of the honey, proffered by the adhvaryus: Indra set it before him to drink, for intoxication; the hero set it before him to drink, for intoxication.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
And now let Maghavan accept the beaker, white, filled with milk, filled with the shining liquid; The best of sweet meath which the priests have offered: that Indra to his joy may drink, the Hero, that he may take and drink it to his rapture.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)