Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 8 — Chapter 91
RV 8 91.1
कन्या३ वार् अवायती सोमम् अपि स्रुताविदत् । अस्तम् भरन्त्य् अब्रवीद् इन्द्राय सुनवै त्वा शक्राय सुनवै त्वा
kanyā3 vār avāyatī somam api srutāvidat | astam bharanty abravīd indrāya sunavai tvā śakrāya sunavai tvā
A maiden, going down to the water, found Soma along the stream. Carrying (him) home she said: "For Indra I will press you, for Śakra I will press you."
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
DOWN to the stream a maiden came, and found the Soma by the way. Bearing it to her home she said, For Indra will I press thee out, for Ṣakra will I press thee out.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 8 91.2
असौ य एषि वीरको गृहꣳ-गृहꣳ विचाकशद् । इमꣳ जम्भसुतम् पिब धानावन्तꣳ करम्भिणम् अपूपवन्तम् उक्थिनम्
asau ya eṣi vīrako gṛhaṁ-gṛhaṁ vicākaśad | imaṁ jambhasutam piba dhānāvantaṁ karambhiṇam apūpavantam ukthinam
You there, little hero, who go from house to house peering about — drink this (soma) pressed with the teeth, together with roasted grain, with porridge, with cake, with recited verses.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Thou roaming yonder, little man, beholding every house in turn, Drink thou this Soma pressed with teeth, accompanied with grain and curds, with cake of meal and song of praise.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 8 91.3
आ चन त्वा चिकित्सामो ऽधि चन त्वा नेमसि । शनैर् इव शनकैर् इवेन्द्रायेन्दो परि स्रव
ā cana tvā cikitsāmo 'dhi cana tvā nemasi | śanair iva śanakair ivendrāyendo pari srava
We do not (even) try to know you, nor do we bow to you. Gently, as it were, slowly, as it were — flow round for Indra, O drop.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Fain would we learn to know thee well, nor yet can we attain to thee. Still slowly and in gradual drops, O Indu, unto Indra flow.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 8 91.4
कुविच् छकत् कुवित् करत् कुविन् नो वस्यसस् करत् । कुवित् पतिद्विषो यतीर् इन्द्रेण सꣳगमामहै
kuvic chakat kuvit karat kuvin no vasyasas karat | kuvit patidviṣo yatīr indreṇa saṁgamāmahai
Will he perhaps be able? Will he perhaps act? Will he perhaps make us better off? Shall we perhaps, going as women hated by (our) husband, come together with Indra?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Will he not help and work for us? Will he not make us wealthier? Shall we not, hostile to our lord, unite ourselves to Indra now?
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 8 91.5
इमानि त्रीणि विष्टपा तानीन्द्र वि रोहय । शिरस् ततस्योर्वराम् आद् इदम् म उपोदरे
imāni trīṇi viṣṭapā tānīndra vi rohaya | śiras tatasyorvarām ād idam ma upodare
These three bald places — make them sprout, Indra: my father's head, his field, and this (place) of mine below the belly.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
O Indra, cause to sprout again three places, these which I declare,– My father's head, his cultured field, and this the part below my waist.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 8 91.6
असौ च या न उर्वराद् इमाꣳ तन्व१म् मम । अथो ततस्य यच् छिरः सर्वा ता रोमशा कृधि
asau ca yā na urvarād imāṁ tanva1m mama | atho tatasya yac chiraḥ sarvā tā romaśā kṛdhi
And that field of ours yonder, and this body of mine, and that head of my father's — make all of those hairy.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Make all of these grow crops of hair, you cultivated field of ours, My body, and my father's head.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 8 91.7
खे रथस्य खे ऽनसः खे युगस्य शतक्रतो । अपालाम् इन्द्र त्रिष् पूत्व्य् अकृणोः सूर्यत्वचम्
khe rathasya khe 'nasaḥ khe yugasya śatakrato | apālām indra triṣ pūtvy akṛṇoḥ sūryatvacam
Through the hole of the chariot, through the hole of the cart, through the hole of the yoke, O Śatakratu — Indra, having purified Apālā three times, made her sun-skinned.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Cleansing Apâlâ, Indra! thrice, thou gavest sunlike skin to her, Drawn, Ṣatakratu! through the hole of car, of wagon, and of yoke.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)