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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 9 — Chapter 13

RV 9 13.1

सोमः पुनानो अर्षति सहस्रधारो अत्यविः । वायोर् इन्द्रस्य निष्कृतम्

somaḥ punāno arṣati sahasradhāro atyaviḥ | vāyor indrasya niṣkṛtam

Soma, being purified, flows in a thousand streams past the wool, to the meeting-place of Vāyu and Indra.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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PASSED through, the fleece in thousand streams the Soma, purified, flows on To Indra's, Viyu's special place.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.2

पवमानम् अवस्यवो विप्रम् अभि प्र गायत । सुष्वाणꣳ देववीतये

pavamānam avasyavo vipram abhi pra gāyata | suṣvāṇaṁ devavītaye

You who seek help, sing forth to Pavamāna, the inspired one, pressed out for the feasting of the gods.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Sing forth, ye men who long for help, to Pavamâna, to the Sage, Effused to entertain the Gods.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.3

पवन्ते वाजसातये सोमाः सहस्रपाजसः । गृणाना देववीतये

pavante vājasātaye somāḥ sahasrapājasaḥ | gṛṇānā devavītaye

The somas of thousandfold vigor purify themselves for the winning of the prize, being praised, for the feasting of the gods.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The Soma-drops with thousand powers are purified for victory, Hymned to become the feast of Gods.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.4

उत नो वाजसातये पवस्व बृहतीर् इषः । द्युमद् इन्दो सुवीर्यम्

uta no vājasātaye pavasva bṛhatīr iṣaḥ | dyumad indo suvīryam

And for us, for the winning of the prize, purify yourself into lofty refreshments, into brilliant good manly strength, O Indu.

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Yea, as thou flowest bring great store of food that we may win the spoil Indu, bring splendid manly might.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.5

ते नः सहस्रिणꣳ रयिम् पवन्ताम् आ सुवीर्यम् । सुवाना देवास इन्दवः

te naḥ sahasriṇaṁ rayim pavantām ā suvīryam | suvānā devāsa indavaḥ

Let them purify for us thousandfold wealth and good manly strength — the divine drops, being pressed.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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May they in flowing give us wealth in thousands, and heroic power,– These Godlike Soma-drops effused.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.6

अत्या हियाना न हेतृभिर् असृग्रꣳ वाजसातये । वि वारम् अव्यम् आशवः

atyā hiyānā na hetṛbhir asṛgraṁ vājasātaye | vi vāram avyam āśavaḥ

Like steeds urged on by drivers, they have been poured out for the winning of the prize, the swift ones, through the sheep's wool.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Like coursers by their drivers urged, they were poured forth, for victory, Swift through the woollen straining-cloth.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.7

वाश्रा अर्षन्तीन्दवो ऽभि वत्सꣳ न धेनवः । दधन्विरे गभस्त्योः

vāśrā arṣantīndavo 'bhi vatsaṁ na dhenavaḥ | dadhanvire gabhastyoḥ

Bellowing, the drops flow, like milk-cows to the calf; they have run forth in the two hands.

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Noisily flow the Soma-drops, like milch-kine lowing to their calves: They have run forth from both the hands.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.8

जुष्ट इन्द्राय मत्सरः पवमान कनिक्रदत् । विश्वा अप द्विषो जहि

juṣṭa indrāya matsaraḥ pavamāna kanikradat | viśvā apa dviṣo jahi

Welcome to Indra, exhilarating, roaring loudly, O Pavamāna — strike away all hatreds.

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As Gladdener whom Indra loves, O Pavamâna, with a roar Drive all our enemies away.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 13.9

अपघ्नन्तो अराव्णः पवमानाः स्वर्दृशः । योनाव् ऋतस्य सीदत

apaghnanto arāvṇaḥ pavamānāḥ svardṛśaḥ | yonāv ṛtasya sīdata

Striking away the ungenerous, you purifying ones who look upon the sun, sit in the womb of ṛta.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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O Pavamamas, driving off the godless, looking on the light, Sit in the place of sacrifice.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)