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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 6 — Chapter 63

RV 6 63.1

क्व१ त्या वल्गू पुरुहूताद्य दूतो न स्तोमो ऽविदन् नमस्वान् । आ यो अर्वाङ् नासत्या ववर्त प्रेष्ठा ह्य् असथो अस्य मन्मन्

kva1 tyā valgū puruhūtādya dūto na stomo 'vidan namasvān | ā yo arvāṅ nāsatyā vavarta preṣṭhā hy asatho asya manman

Where are those two lovely ones today, O much-invoked ones? Like a messenger, the reverent praise-song has found (them) — the praise which has turned (you) hither, O Nāsatyas, for you will be dearest in this man's thought.

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

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WHERE hath the hymn with reverence, like an envoy, found both fair Gods to-day, invoked of many- Hymn that hath brought the two Nâsatyas hither? To this man's thought be ye, both Gods, most friendly.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.2

अरम् मे गन्तꣳ हवनायास्मै गृणाना यथा पिबाथो अन्धः । परि ह त्यद् वर्तिर् याथो रिषो न यत् परो नान्तरस् तुतुर्यात्

aram me gantaṁ havanāyāsmai gṛṇānā yathā pibātho andhaḥ | pari ha tyad vartir yātho riṣo na yat paro nāntaras tuturyāt

Come promptly to this invocation of mine, so that, being praised, you may drink the juice. You two drive around that circuit of yours as if out of harm's reach, which neither the far nor the near one could cross.

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

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Come readily to this mine invocation, lauded with songs, that ye may drink the juices. Compass this house to keep it from the foeman, that none may force it, either near or distant.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.3

अकारि वाम् अन्धसो वरीमन्न् अस्तारि बर्हिः सुप्रायणतमम् । उत्तानहस्तो युवयुर् ववन्दा वाꣳ नक्षन्तो अद्रय आञ्जन्

akāri vām andhaso varīmann astāri barhiḥ suprāyaṇatamam | uttānahasto yuvayur vavandā vāṁ nakṣanto adraya āñjan

(A place) has been made for you in the wide room of the juice; the barhis, easiest to tread upon, has been strewn; with upraised hands, devoted to you, he has praised; the pressing stones, drawing near, have anointed for you.

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

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Juice in wide room hath been prepared to feast you: for you the grass is strewn, most soft to tread on. With lifted hands your servant hath adored you. Yearningfor you the press-stones shed the liquid.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.4

ऊर्ध्वो वाम् अग्निर् अध्वरेष्व् अस्थात् प्र रातिर् एति जूर्णिनी घृताची । प्र होता गूर्तमना उराणो ऽयुक्त यो नासत्या हवीमन्

ūrdhvo vām agnir adhvareṣv asthāt pra rātir eti jūrṇinī ghṛtācī | pra hotā gūrtamanā urāṇo 'yukta yo nāsatyā havīman

Upright for you Agni has stood at the rites; the gift goes forward, blazing, dripping with ghee; forward (goes) the hotṛ with eager mind, choosing — he who has yoked (himself), O Nāsatyas, at the oblation.

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

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Agni uplifts him at your sacrifices: forth goes the oblation dropping oil and glowing. Up stands the grateful-minded priest, elected, appointed to invoke the two Nâsatyas.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.5

अधि श्रिये दुहिता सूर्यस्य रथꣳ तस्थौ पुरुभुजा शतोतिम् । प्र मायाभिर् मायिना भूतम् अत्र नरा नृतू जनिमन् यज्ञियानाम्

adhi śriye duhitā sūryasya rathaṁ tasthau purubhujā śatotim | pra māyābhir māyinā bhūtam atra narā nṛtū janiman yajñiyānām

For beauty the daughter of Sūrya mounted the chariot, O you of much enjoyment, (the chariot) of a hundred aids. Here be possessors of magic through your magic arts, O men, O dancers, at the birth of those worthy of sacrifice.

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

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Lords of great wealth! for glory, Sûrya's Daughter mounted your car that brings a hundred succours. Famed for your magic arts were ye, magicians! amid the race of Gods, ye dancing Heroes!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.6

युवꣳ श्रीभिर् दर्शताभिर् आभिः शुभे पुष्टिम् ऊहथुः सूर्यायाः । प्र वाꣳ वयो वपुषे ऽनु पप्तन् नक्षद् वाणी सुष्टुता धिष्ण्या वाम्

yuvaṁ śrībhir darśatābhir ābhiḥ śubhe puṣṭim ūhathuḥ sūryāyāḥ | pra vāṁ vayo vapuṣe 'nu paptan nakṣad vāṇī suṣṭutā dhiṣṇyā vām

You two, with these splendours fair to see, brought prosperity for the adornment of Sūryā; your birds flew after, for the marvel; your well-made praise-voice has reached (you), O attentive ones.

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

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Ye Twain, with these your glories fair to look on, brought, to win victory, rich gifts for Sûryâ. After you flew your birds, marvels of beauty: dear to our hearts! the song, well lauded, reached you.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.7

आ वाꣳ वयो ऽश्वासो वहिष्ठा अभि प्रयो नासत्या वहन्तु । प्र वाꣳ रथो मनोजवा असर्जीषः पृक्ष इषिधो अनु पूर्वीः

ā vāṁ vayo 'śvāso vahiṣṭhā abhi prayo nāsatyā vahantu | pra vāṁ ratho manojavā asarjīṣaḥ pṛkṣa iṣidho anu pūrvīḥ

Let your birds, your horses that draw best, carry you, O Nāsatyas, to the offering; your mind-swift chariot has been sped forth after the many refreshments, dainties and provisions.

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

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May your winged coursers, best to draw. Nâsatyas! convey you to the object of your wishes. Swift as the thought, your car hath been sent onward to food of many a sort and dainty viands.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.8

पुरु हि वाम् पुरुभुजा देष्णꣳ धेनुꣳ न इषम् पिन्वतम् असक्राम् । स्तुतश् च वाम् माध्वी सुष्टुतिश् च रसाश् च ये वाम् अनु रातिम् अग्मन्

puru hi vām purubhujā deṣṇaṁ dhenuṁ na iṣam pinvatam asakrām | stutaś ca vām mādhvī suṣṭutiś ca rasāś ca ye vām anu rātim agman

Abundant indeed is your giving, O you of much enjoyment; swell up food for us like an unfailing milch-cow. Yours, O honey-loving ones, is the praise and the good praise, and the saps that have followed after your gift.

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

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Lords of great wealth, manifold is your bounty: ye filled our cow with food that never faileth. Lovers of sweetness! yours are praise and singers, and poured libations which have sought your favour.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.9

उत म ऋज्रे पुरयस्य रघ्वी सुमीऴ्हे शतम् पेरुके च पक्वा । शाण्डो दाद् धिरणिनः स्मद्दिष्टीन् दश वशासो अभिषाच ऋष्वान्

uta ma ṛjre purayasya raghvī sumīḻhe śatam peruke ca pakvā | śāṇḍo dād dhiraṇinaḥ smaddiṣṭīn daśa vaśāso abhiṣāca ṛṣvān

And mine are two dun horses of Puraya, a swift mare, a hundred at Sumīḻha's and cooked (food) at Peruka's; Śāṇḍa gave ten gold-decked, well-guided, docile, attendant, tall (horses).

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

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Mine were two mares of Puraya, brown, swift-footed; a hundred with Sumîḍha, food with Peruk. Ṣâṇḍa gave ten gold-decked and well-trained horses, tame and obedient and of lofty stature.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.10

सꣳ वाꣳ शता नासत्या सहस्राश्वानाम् पुरुपन्था गिरे दात् । भरद्वाजाय वीर नू गिरे दाद् धता रक्षाꣳसि पुरुदꣳससा स्युः

saṁ vāṁ śatā nāsatyā sahasrāśvānām purupanthā gire dāt | bharadvājāya vīra nū gire dād dhatā rakṣāṁsi purudaṁsasā syuḥ

For you two, Nāsatyas, Purupanthā gave to the singer hundreds, thousands of horses; to Bharadvāja, O hero, he gave, indeed, to the singer — may the rakṣases be struck down, O you two of many wondrous deeds.

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

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Nâsatyas! Purupanthas offered hundreds, thousands of steeds to him who sang your praises, Gave, Heroes! to the singer Bharadvâja. Ye-Wonder-Workers, let the fiends be slaughtered.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 6 63.11

आ वाꣳ सुम्ने वरिमन् सूरिभिः ष्याम्

ā vāṁ sumne variman sūribhiḥ ṣyām

May I be in your favour, in (your) wide space, together with the patrons.

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

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May I with princes share your bliss in freedom.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)