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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 6 — Chapter 42

RV 6 42.1

प्रत्य् अस्मै पिपीषते विश्वानि विदुषे भर । अरꣳगमाय जग्मये ऽपश्चाद्दघ्वने नरे

praty asmai pipīṣate viśvāni viduṣe bhara | araṁgamāya jagmaye 'paścāddaghvane nare

Bring all things in return to him who wishes to drink, to him who knows, to the man who comes readily, who is ever on the move, who does not lag behind.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

BRING sacrificial gifts to him, Omniscient, for he longs to drink, The Wanderer who comes with speed, the Hero ever in the van.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 42.2

एम् एनम् प्रत्येतन सोमेभिः सोमपातमम् । अमत्रेभिर् ऋजीषिणम् इन्द्रꣳ सुतेभिर् इन्दुभिः

em enam pratyetana somebhiḥ somapātamam | amatrebhir ṛjīṣiṇam indraṁ sutebhir indubhiḥ

Go forth to meet him with somas, the greatest soma-drinker, with bowls, with pressed drops — Indra, the one of the pressed-again juice.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

With Soma go ye nigh to him chief drinker of the Soma's juice: With beakers to the Impetuous God, to Indra with the drops effused.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 42.3

यदी सुतेभिर् इन्दुभिः सोमेभिः प्रतिभूषथ । वेदा विश्वस्य मेधिरो धृषत् तꣳ-तम् इद् एषते

yadī sutebhir indubhiḥ somebhiḥ pratibhūṣatha | vedā viśvasya medhiro dhṛṣat taṁ-tam id eṣate

When you attend upon (him) with pressed drops, with somas, the wise one knows everything: boldly he presses on to this one and that one.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

What time, with Soma, with the juice effused, ye come before the God, Full wise he knows the hope of each, and, Bold One, strikes this foe and that.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 42.4

अस्मा-अस्मा इद् अन्धसो ऽध्वर्यो प्र भरा सुतम् । कुवित् समस्य जेन्यस्य शर्धतो ऽभिशस्तेर् अवस्परत्

asmā-asmā id andhaso 'dhvaryo pra bharā sutam | kuvit samasya jenyasya śardhato 'bhiśaster avasparat

To him, to him alone, O adhvaryu, bring forth the pressed juice of the plant. Surely he will save (us) from the reproach of every insolent native foe.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

To him, Adhvaryu! yea, to him give offerings of the juice expressed. Will he not keep us safely from the spiteful curse of each presumptuous high-born foe?

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)