Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 4 — Chapter 35

RV 4 35.1

इहोप यात शवसो नपातः सौधन्वना ऋभवो माप भूत । अस्मिन् हि वः सवने रत्नधेयꣳ गमन्त्व् इन्द्रम् अनु वो मदासः

ihopa yāta śavaso napātaḥ saudhanvanā ṛbhavo māpa bhūta | asmin hi vaḥ savane ratnadheyaṁ gamantv indram anu vo madāsaḥ

Come here, O sons of strength, O Saudhanvanas, O Ṛbhus; do not be away. For at this pressing there is a bestowing of treasure for you; let your exhilarations go after Indra.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 4 35.2

आगन्न् ऋभूणाम् इह रत्नधेयम् अभूत् सोमस्य सुषुतस्य पीतिः । सुकृत्यया यत् स्वपस्यया चꣳ एकꣳ विचक्र चमसꣳ चतुर्धा

āgann ṛbhūṇām iha ratnadheyam abhūt somasya suṣutasya pītiḥ | sukṛtyayā yat svapasyayā cam̐ ekaṁ vicakra camasaṁ caturdhā

The treasure-bestowal of the Ṛbhus has come here; the drinking of the well-pressed soma has taken place — since by good craft, by skilled workmanship, you made the one cup into four.

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RV 4 35.3

व्य् अकृणोत चमसꣳ चतुर्धा सखे वि शिक्षेत्य् अब्रवीत । अथैत वाजा अमृतस्य पन्थाꣳ गणꣳ देवानाम् ऋभवः सुहस्ताः

vy akṛṇota camasaṁ caturdhā sakhe vi śikṣety abravīta | athaita vājā amṛtasya panthāṁ gaṇaṁ devānām ṛbhavaḥ suhastāḥ

"Make the cup fourfold; friend, show your skill," you said. Then, O Vājas, you went the path of immortality, to the host of the gods, O deft-handed Ṛbhus.

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

RV 4 35.4

किम्मयः स्विच् चमस एष आस यꣳ काव्येन चतुरो विचक्र । अथा सुनुध्वꣳ सवनम् मदाय पात ऋभवो मधुनः सोम्यस्य

kimmayaḥ svic camasa eṣa āsa yaṁ kāvyena caturo vicakra | athā sunudhvaṁ savanam madāya pāta ṛbhavo madhunaḥ somyasya

Of what stuff, then, was this cup, which by (your) skill you turned into four? Now press out the pressing for exhilaration; drink, Ṛbhus, of the somic sweet.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 4 35.5

शच्याकर्त पितरा युवाना शच्याकर्त चमसꣳ देवपानम् । शच्या हरी धनुतराव् अतष्टेन्द्रवाहाव् ऋभवो वाजरत्नाः

śacyākarta pitarā yuvānā śacyākarta camasaṁ devapānam | śacyā harī dhanutarāv ataṣṭendravāhāv ṛbhavo vājaratnāḥ

By (your) skill you made the parents young; by skill you made the cup, the drink of the gods; by skill you fashioned the two swift-running bays that draw Indra — Ṛbhus, whose jewel is the prize.

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RV 4 35.6

यो वः सुनोत्य् अभिपित्वे अह्नाꣳ तीव्रꣳ वाजासः सवनम् मदाय । तस्मै रयिम् ऋभवः सर्ववीरम् आ तक्षत वृषणो मन्दसानाः

yo vaḥ sunoty abhipitve ahnāṁ tīvraṁ vājāsaḥ savanam madāya | tasmai rayim ṛbhavaḥ sarvavīram ā takṣata vṛṣaṇo mandasānāḥ

Whoever presses for you, O Vājas, at the closing-in of the days the sharp pressing for exhilaration — for him, O Ṛbhus, bulls, being exhilarated, fashion wealth consisting wholly of heroes.

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RV 4 35.7

प्रातः सुतम् अपिबो हर्यश्व माध्यꣳदिनꣳ सवनꣳ केवलꣳ ते । सम् ऋभुभिः पिबस्व रत्नधेभिः सखीꣳर् याꣳ इन्द्र चकृषे सुकृत्या

prātaḥ sutam apibo haryaśva mādhyaṁdinaṁ savanaṁ kevalaṁ te | sam ṛbhubhiḥ pibasva ratnadhebhiḥ sakhīm̐r yām̐ indra cakṛṣe sukṛtyā

At dawn you drank the pressed (soma), O you of the bay horses; the midday pressing is yours alone. Drink together with the Ṛbhus, the treasure-setters, whom, Indra, you made your friends because of their good workmanship.

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RV 4 35.8

ये देवासो अभवता सुकृत्या श्येना इवेद् अधि दिवि निषेद । ते रत्नꣳ धात शवसो नपातः सौधन्वना अभवतामृतासः

ye devāso abhavatā sukṛtyā śyenā ived adhi divi niṣeda | te ratnaṁ dhāta śavaso napātaḥ saudhanvanā abhavatāmṛtāsaḥ

You who by good workmanship became gods — like falcons you settled up in heaven. So set down a treasure, sons of strength; O Saudhanvanas, you became immortal.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

RV 4 35.9

यत् तृतीयꣳ सवनꣳ रत्नधेयम् अकृणुध्वꣳ स्वपस्या सुहस्ताः । तद् ऋभवः परिषिक्तꣳ व एतत् सम् मदेभिर् इन्द्रियेभिः पिबध्वम्

yat tṛtīyaṁ savanaṁ ratnadheyam akṛṇudhvaṁ svapasyā suhastāḥ | tad ṛbhavaḥ pariṣiktaṁ va etat sam madebhir indriyebhiḥ pibadhvam

The third pressing, the treasure-bestowing one, which you deft-handed ones made by (your) good craft — that, Ṛbhus, is this (soma) poured out for you: drink it down with the Indra-belonging exhilarations.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition