Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 9 — Chapter 72
RV 9 72.1
हरिम् मृजन्त्य् अरुषो न युज्यते सꣳ धेनुभिः कलशे सोमो अज्यते । उद् वाचम् ईरयति हिन्वते मती पुरुष्टुतस्य कति चित् परिप्रियः
harim mṛjanty aruṣo na yujyate saṁ dhenubhiḥ kalaśe somo ajyate | ud vācam īrayati hinvate matī puruṣṭutasya kati cit paripriyaḥ
They groom the tawny one; like a ruddy (horse) he is yoked; Soma is anointed together with the milk-cows in the jar. He raises up speech; with their thought they urge (him) on—the many intimates of the much-praised one.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
THEY cleanse the Gold-hued: like a red Steed is he yoked, and Soma in the jar is mingled with the milk. He sendeth out his voice, and many loving friends of him the highly lauded hasten with their songs.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.2
साकꣳ वदन्ति बहवो मनीषिण इन्द्रस्य सोमꣳ जठरे यद् आदुहुः । यदी मृजन्ति सुगभस्तयो नरः सनीऴाभिर् दशभिः काम्यम् मधु
sākaṁ vadanti bahavo manīṣiṇa indrasya somaṁ jaṭhare yad āduhuḥ | yadī mṛjanti sugabhastayo naraḥ sanīḻābhir daśabhiḥ kāmyam madhu
Together the many thoughtful ones speak, when they have milked out the Soma into Indra's belly; when the men with skilful hands groom with the ten sisters born of one nest the desirable sweet.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
The many sages utter words in unison, while into Indra's throat they pour the Soma juice, When, with the ten that dwell together closely joined, the men whose hands are skilful cleanse the lovely meath.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.3
अरममाणो अत्य् एति गा अभि सूर्यस्य प्रियꣳ दुहितुस् तिरो रवम् । अन्व् अस्मै जोषम् अभरद् विनꣳगृसः सꣳ द्वयीभिः स्वसृभिः क्षेति जामिभिः
aramamāṇo aty eti gā abhi sūryasya priyaṁ duhitus tiro ravam | anv asmai joṣam abharad vinaṁgṛsaḥ saṁ dvayībhiḥ svasṛbhiḥ kṣeti jāmibhiḥ
Without tarrying he goes across toward the cows, past the dear roar of the Sun's daughter. Vinaṁgṛsa brought to him (what was to) his liking; he dwells together with the twofold sisters, his kin.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
He goes upon his way, unresting, to the cows, over the roaring sound which Sarya's Daughter loves. The Falcon brought it to him for his own delight: now with the twofold kindred sisters is his home.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.4
नृधूतो अद्रिषुतो बर्हिषि प्रियः पतिर् गवाम् प्रदिव इन्दुर् ऋत्वियः । पुरꣳधिवान् मनुषो यज्ञसाधनः शुचिर् धिया पवते सोम इन्द्र ते
nṛdhūto adriṣuto barhiṣi priyaḥ patir gavām pradiva indur ṛtviyaḥ | puraṁdhivān manuṣo yajñasādhanaḥ śucir dhiyā pavate soma indra te
Shaken by men, pressed by stones, dear on the barhis, lord of the cows from of old, the drop true to its season, possessed of abundance, accomplishing the sacrifice of Manu—clear, Soma purifies himself by (our) devotion for you, Indra.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Washed by the men, stone-pressed, dear on the holy grass, faithful to seasons, Lord of cattle from of old, Most liberal, completing sacrifice for men, O Indra, pure bright Soma, Indu, flows for thee.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.5
नृबाहुभ्याꣳ चोदितो धारया सुतो ऽनुष्वधम् पवते सोम इन्द्र ते । आप्राः क्रतून् सम् अजैर् अध्वरे मतीर् वेर् न द्रुषच् चम्वो३र् आसदद् धरिः
nṛbāhubhyāṁ codito dhārayā suto 'nuṣvadham pavate soma indra te | āprāḥ kratūn sam ajair adhvare matīr ver na druṣac camvo3r āsadad dhariḥ
Impelled by the arms of men, pressed out in a stream, Soma purifies himself according to his own nature for you, Indra. You have filled the resolves, you have won the thoughts at the rite; like a bird settling on a tree he has sat down in the two bowls, the tawny one.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
O Indra, urged by arms of men and poured in streams, Soma flows on for thee after.his Godlike kind. Plans thou fulfillest, gatherest thoughts for sacrifice: in the bowls sits the Gold-hued like a roosting bird.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.6
अꣳशुꣳ दुहन्ति स्तनयन्तम् अक्षितꣳ कविꣳ कवयो ऽपसो मनीषिणः । सम् ई गावो मतयो यन्ति सꣳयत ऋतस्य योना सदने पुनर्भुवः
aṁśuṁ duhanti stanayantam akṣitaṁ kaviṁ kavayo 'paso manīṣiṇaḥ | sam ī gāvo matayo yanti saṁyata ṛtasya yonā sadane punarbhuvaḥ
They milk the stalk, thundering, imperishable—the sage the sages milk, the active, the thoughtful. To him together come the cows, the thoughts, held in check, at the womb of ṛta, in the seat, becoming new again.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Sages well-skilled in work, intelligent, drain out the stalk that roars, the Sage, the Everlasting One. The milk, the hymns unite them with him in the place of sacrifice, his seat who is produced anew.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.7
नाभा पृथिव्या धरुणो महो दिवो३ ऽपाम् ऊर्मौ सिन्धुष्व् अन्तर् उक्षितः । इन्द्रस्य वज्रो वृषभो विभूवसुः सोमो हृदे पवते चारु मत्सरः
nābhā pṛthivyā dharuṇo maho divo3 'pām ūrmau sindhuṣv antar ukṣitaḥ | indrasya vajro vṛṣabho vibhūvasuḥ somo hṛde pavate cāru matsaraḥ
At the navel of the earth, the support of the great heaven, sprinkled within the wave of the waters, within the rivers—Indra's mace, the bull rich in goods, Soma purifies himself, dear to the heart, the exhilarating.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Earth's central point, sustainer of the mighty heavens, distilled into the streams, into the waters' wave, As Indra's thunderbolt, Steer with farspreading wealth, Soma is flowing on to make the heart rejoice.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.8
स तू पवस्व परि पार्थिवꣳ रजः स्तोत्रे शिक्षन्न् आधून्वते च सुक्रतो । मा नो निर् भाग् वसुनः सादनस्पृशो रयिम् पिशङ्गम् बहुलꣳ वसीमहि
sa tū pavasva pari pārthivaṁ rajaḥ stotre śikṣann ādhūnvate ca sukrato | mā no nir bhāg vasunaḥ sādanaspṛśo rayim piśaṅgam bahulaṁ vasīmahi
So purify yourself around the earthly space, giving readily to the praiser and to him who shakes (the filter), O you of good resolve. Do not apportion us away from the wealth that touches our dwelling; may we clothe ourselves in abundant tawny riches.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Over the earthly region flow thou on thy way, helping the praiser and the pourer, thou Most Wise. Let us not lack rich treasure reaching to our home, and may we clothe ourselves in manifold bright wealth.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)
RV 9 72.9
आ तू न इन्दो शतदात्व् अश्व्यꣳ सहस्रदातु पशुमद् धिरण्यवत् । उप मास्व बृहती रेवतीर् इषो ऽधि स्तोत्रस्य पवमान नो गहि
ā tū na indo śatadātv aśvyaṁ sahasradātu paśumad dhiraṇyavat | upa māsva bṛhatī revatīr iṣo 'dhi stotrasya pavamāna no gahi
Mete out to us, O drop, what gives a hundred in horses, what gives a thousand, rich in cattle, rich in gold; measure out to us lofty, wealthy refreshments; O Pavamāna, come to us at (our) praise-song.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Hither, O Indu, unto us a hundred gifts of steeds, a thousand gifts of cattle and of gold, Measure thou forth, yea, splendid ample strengthening food do thou, O Pavamâna, heed this laud of ours.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)