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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 9 — Chapter 70

RV 9 70.1

त्रिर् अस्मै सप्त धेनवो दुदुह्रे सत्याम् आशिरम् पूर्व्ये व्योमनि । चत्वार्य् अन्या भुवनानि निर्णिजे चारूणि चक्रे यद् ऋतैर् अवर्धत

trir asmai sapta dhenavo duduhre satyām āśiram pūrvye vyomani | catvāry anyā bhuvanāni nirṇije cārūṇi cakre yad ṛtair avardhata

Three times seven milk-cows have milked out for him the true admixture in the ancient vault. Four other beings he made beautiful for his adornment, when he grew great through the rites.

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

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THE three times seven Milch-kine in the eastern heaven have for this Soma poured the genuine milky draught. Four other beauteous Creatures hath he made for his adornment, when he waxed in strength through holy rites.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.2

स भिक्षमाणो अमृतस्य चारुण उभे द्यावा काव्येना वि शश्रथे । तेजिष्ठा अपो मꣳहना परि व्यत यदी देवस्य श्रवसा सदो विदुः

sa bhikṣamāṇo amṛtasya cāruṇa ubhe dyāvā kāvyenā vi śaśrathe | tejiṣṭhā apo maṁhanā pari vyata yadī devasya śravasā sado viduḥ

He, seeking a share of the dear immortal (draught), loosened apart both worlds by his poetic skill. With bounty he wrapped himself in the most brilliant waters, when through the god's fame they knew (his) seat.

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

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Longing for lovely Amrit, by his wisdom he divided, each apart from other, earth and heaven. He gladly wrapped himself in the most lucid floods, when through their glory they found the God's resting-place.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.3

ते अस्य सन्तु केतवो ऽमृत्यवो ऽदाभ्यासो जनुषी उभे अनु । येभिर् नृम्णा च देव्या च पुनत आद् इद् राजानम् मनना अगृभ्णत

te asya santu ketavo 'mṛtyavo 'dābhyāso januṣī ubhe anu | yebhir nṛmṇā ca devyā ca punata ād id rājānam mananā agṛbhṇata

May these beacons of his be undying, undeceivable, throughout both births — those by which he purifies manly powers and divine ones; then indeed with thought they seized the king.

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

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May those his brilliant rays he ever free from death, inviolate, for both classes of created things,– Rays wherewith powers of men and Gods are purified. Yea, even for this have sageswelcomed him as King.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.4

स मृज्यमानो दशभिः सुकर्मभिः प्र मध्यमासु मातृषु प्रमे सचा । व्रतानि पानो अमृतस्य चारुण उभे नृचक्षा अनु पश्यते विशौ

sa mṛjyamāno daśabhiḥ sukarmabhiḥ pra madhyamāsu mātṛṣu prame sacā | vratāni pāno amṛtasya cāruṇa ubhe nṛcakṣā anu paśyate viśau

He, being groomed by the ten (fingers) of good work, (goes) forth among the middle mothers to be measured out, together (with them); guarding the vows of the dear immortal, looking on men he surveys both peoples.

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

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He, while he is adorned by the ten skilful ones, that he too in the Midmost Mothers may create, While he is watching o'er the lovely Amrit's ways, looks on both races as Beholder of mankind.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.5

स मर्मृजान इन्द्रियाय धायस ओभे अन्ता रोदसी हर्षते हितः । वृषा शुष्मेण बाधते वि दुर्मतीर् आदेदिशानः शर्यहेव शुरुधः

sa marmṛjāna indriyāya dhāyasa obhe antā rodasī harṣate hitaḥ | vṛṣā śuṣmeṇa bādhate vi durmatīr ādediśānaḥ śaryaheva śurudhaḥ

He, being burnished for Indra's nourishment, set in place, exults toward both ends of the two worlds. The bull with his fury drives away ill-thoughts, aiming, like an archer, at the spoils.

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

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He, while he is adorned to stream forth mighty strength, rejoices in his place between the earth and heaven. The Steer dispels the evil-hearted with his might, aiming at offerings as an archer at the game.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.6

स मातरा न ददृशान उस्रियो नानदद् एति मरुताम् इव स्वनः । जानन्न् ऋतम् प्रथमꣳ यत् स्वर्णरम् प्रशस्तये कम् अवृणीत सुक्रतुः

sa mātarā na dadṛśāna usriyo nānadad eti marutām iva svanaḥ | jānann ṛtam prathamaṁ yat svarṇaram praśastaye kam avṛṇīta sukratuḥ

He, like a ruddy bull that has caught sight of his two mothers, goes bellowing, like the roar of the Maruts. Knowing the first truth, which is Svarṇara, he of good resolve chose it for glorification.

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

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Beholding, as it were, Two Mother Cows, the Steer goes roaring on his way even as the Maruts roar. Knowing Eternal Law, the earliest light of heaven, he, passing wise, was chosen out to tell it forth.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.7

रुवति भीमो वृषभस् तविष्यया शृङ्गे शिशानो हरिणी विचक्षणः । आ योनिꣳ सोमः सुकृतꣳ नि षीदति गव्ययी त्वग् भवति निर्णिग् अव्ययी

ruvati bhīmo vṛṣabhas taviṣyayā śṛṅge śiśāno hariṇī vicakṣaṇaḥ | ā yoniṁ somaḥ sukṛtaṁ ni ṣīdati gavyayī tvag bhavati nirṇig avyayī

The fearsome bull bellows with his might, whetting his two tawny horns, far-seeing. Soma sits down in the well-made womb; the cowhide is (there), the woollen is his adornment.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The fearful Bull is bellowing with violent might, far-sighted, sharpening his yellowcoloured horns. Soma assumes his seat in the well-fashioned place: the cowhide and the sheepskin are his ornament.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.8

शुचिः पुनानस् तन्वम् अरेपसम् अव्ये हरिर् न्य् अधाविष्ट सानवि । जुष्टो मित्राय वरुणाय वायवे त्रिधातु मधु क्रियते सुकर्मभिः

śuciḥ punānas tanvam arepasam avye harir ny adhāviṣṭa sānavi | juṣṭo mitrāya varuṇāya vāyave tridhātu madhu kriyate sukarmabhiḥ

Pure, purifying his stainless body, the tawny one has run down upon the woollen height. Welcome to Mitra, to Varuṇa, to Vāyu, the threefold honey is made ready by the skilful workers.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Bright, making pure his body free from spot and stain, on the sheep's back the Golden-coloured hath flowed down. Acceptable to Mitra, Vâyu, Varuṇa, he is prepared as threefold meal by skilful men.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.9

पवस्व सोम देववीतये वृषेन्द्रस्य हार्दि सोमधानम् आ विश । पुरा नो बाधाद् दुरिताति पारय क्षेत्रविद् धि दिश आहा विपृच्छते

pavasva soma devavītaye vṛṣendrasya hārdi somadhānam ā viśa | purā no bādhād duritāti pāraya kṣetravid dhi diśa āhā vipṛcchate

Purify yourself, Soma, bull, for the gods' feasting; enter Indra's heart, the soma-container. Carry us across ill passages before oppression; for one who knows the land tells the directions to him who asks.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Flow on for the God's banquet, Soma, as a Steer, and enter Indra's heart, the Soma's reservoir. Bear us beyond misfortune ere we be oppres. sed. the man who knows the land directs the man who asks.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 70.10

हितो न सप्तिर् अभि वाजम् अर्षेन्द्रस्येन्दो जठरम् आ पवस्व । नावा न सिन्धुम् अति पर्षि विद्वाञ् छूरो न युध्यन्न् अव नो निदः स्पः

hito na saptir abhi vājam arṣendrasyendo jaṭharam ā pavasva | nāvā na sindhum ati parṣi vidvāñ chūro na yudhyann ava no nidaḥ spaḥ

Like a steed urged on, rush toward the prize; flow clear, O drop, into Indra's belly. As with a boat over the river, carry (us) across, you who know; like a hero fighting, drive off our revilers.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Urged like a car-steed flow to strength, O Soma: Indu, flow onward to the throat of Indra. Skilled, bear us past, as in a boat o'er water: as battling Hero save us from the foeman.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)