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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 8 — Chapter 55

RV 8 55.1

भूरीद् इन्द्रस्य वीर्य१ꣳ व्य् अख्यम् अभ्य् आयति । राधस् ते दस्यवे वृक

bhūrīd indrasya vīrya1ṁ vy akhyam abhy āyati | rādhas te dasyave vṛka

Much indeed is Indra's heroic power; I have looked out upon it. Your bounty comes near, O Dasyave-vṛka.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

GREAT, verily, is Indra's might. I have beheld, and hither comes Thy bounty, Dasyave-vr̥ika!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 8 55.2

शतꣳ श्वेतास उक्षणो दिवि तारो न रोचन्ते । मह्ना दिवꣳ न तस्तभुः

śataṁ śvetāsa ukṣaṇo divi tāro na rocante | mahnā divaṁ na tastabhuḥ

A hundred white oxen shine in the sky like stars; with their greatness they have, as it were, propped up heaven.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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A hundred oxen white of hue are shining like the stars in heaven, So tall, they seem to prop the sky.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 8 55.3

शतꣳ वेणूञ् छतꣳ शुनः शतꣳ चर्माणि म्लातानि । शतम् मे बल्बजस्तुका अरुषीणाꣳ चतुःशतम्

śataṁ veṇūñ chataṁ śunaḥ śataṁ carmāṇi mlātāni | śatam me balbajastukā aruṣīṇāṁ catuḥśatam

A hundred canes, a hundred dogs, a hundred tanned hides, a hundred tufts of balbaja grass are mine, and four hundred ruddy mares.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Bamboos a hundred, a hundred dogs, a hundred skins of beasts well-tanned, A hundred tufts of Balbaja, four hundred red-hued mares are mine.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 8 55.4

सुदेवाः स्थ काण्वायना वयो-वयो विचरन्तः । अश्वासो न चङ्क्रमत

sudevāḥ stha kāṇvāyanā vayo-vayo vicarantaḥ | aśvāso na caṅkramata

You have good gods, O Kāṇvāyanas, ranging about generation after generation; you have paced like horses.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Blest by the Gods, Kinvayanas! be ye who spread through life on life: Like horses have ye stridden forth.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 8 55.5

आद् इत् साप्तस्य चर्किरन्न् आनूनस्य महि श्रवः । श्यावीर् अतिध्वसन् पथश् चक्षुषा चन सꣳनशे

ād it sāptasya carkirann ānūnasya mahi śravaḥ | śyāvīr atidhvasan pathaś cakṣuṣā cana saṁnaśe

Then indeed they kept praising the great fame of the sevenfold(?), faultless one; the dark mares scattered dust over the paths—one cannot even reach (them) with the eye.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Then men extolled the team of seven not yet full-grown, its fame is great. The dark mares rushed along the paths, so that no eye could follow them.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)