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Rigveda Samhita — Mandala 9 — Chapter 73

RV 9 73.1

स्रक्वे द्रप्सस्य धमतः सम् अस्वरन्न् ऋतस्य योना सम् अरन्त नाभयः । त्रीन् स मूर्ध्नो असुरश् चक्र आरभे सत्यस्य नावः सुकृतम् अपीपरन्

srakve drapsasya dhamataḥ sam asvarann ṛtasya yonā sam aranta nābhayaḥ | trīn sa mūrdhno asuraś cakra ārabhe satyasya nāvaḥ sukṛtam apīparan

At the edge (of the filter) of the blowing drop they sang together; at the womb of ṛta the kinship-bonds fitted together. The Asura made three heads for grasping; they brought the well-doer across in the ships of truth.

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

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THEY from the spouting drop have sounded at the rim: naves speed together to the place of sacrifice. That Asura hath formed, to seize, three lofty heights. The ships of truth have borne the pious man across.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.2

सम्यक् सम्यञ्चो महिषा अहेषत सिन्धोर् ऊर्माव् अधि वेना अवीविपन् । मधोर् धाराभिर् जनयन्तो अर्कम् इत् प्रियाम् इन्द्रस्य तन्वम् अवीवृधन्

samyak samyañco mahiṣā aheṣata sindhor ūrmāv adhi venā avīvipan | madhor dhārābhir janayanto arkam it priyām indrasya tanvam avīvṛdhan

Together, moving in accord, the buffaloes have sped; over the wave of the river the seers set (them) quivering. Generating the chant with streams of sweetness, they have strengthened Indra's dear body.

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

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The strong Steers, gathering, have duly stirred themselves,and over the stream's wave the friends sent forth the song. Engendering the hymn, with flowing streams of meath, Indra's dear body have they caused to wax in strength.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.3

पवित्रवन्तः परि वाचम् आसते पितैषाम् प्रत्नो अभि रक्षति व्रतम् । महः समुद्रꣳ वरुणस् तिरो दधे धीरा इच् छेकुर् धरुणेष्व् आरभम्

pavitravantaḥ pari vācam āsate pitaiṣām pratno abhi rakṣati vratam | mahaḥ samudraṁ varuṇas tiro dadhe dhīrā ic chekur dharuṇeṣv ārabham

Possessing the filter, they sit around speech; their ancient father guards over the commandment. Varuṇa has set the great sea across; only the wise were able to grasp it at the supports.

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

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With sanctifying gear they sit around the song: their ancient Father guards their holy work from harm. Varuṇa hath o'erspread the mighty sea of air. Sages had power to hold him in sustaining floods.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.4

सहस्रधारे ऽव ते सम् अस्वरन् दिवो नाके मधुजिह्वा असश्चतः । अस्य स्पशो न नि मिषन्ति भूर्णयः पदे-पदे पाशिनः सन्ति सेतवः

sahasradhāre 'va te sam asvaran divo nāke madhujihvā asaścataḥ | asya spaśo na ni miṣanti bhūrṇayaḥ pade-pade pāśinaḥ santi setavaḥ

In the thousand-streamed (filter) they sang down together for you, honey-tongued, unfailing, in the vault of heaven. His spies, the eager ones, do not blink; at every step there are the noose-bearers, the fetters.

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

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Sweet-tongued, exhaustless, they have sent their voices down togetlier, in heaven's vault that pours a thousand streams. His wildly-restless warders never close an eye: in every place are found the bonds that bind man last.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.5

पितुर् मातुर् अध्य् आ ये समस्वरन्न् ऋचा शोचन्तः सꣳदहन्तो अव्रतान् । इन्द्रद्विष्टाम् अप धमन्ति मायया त्वचम् असिक्नीम् भूमनो दिवस् परि

pitur mātur adhy ā ye samasvarann ṛcā śocantaḥ saṁdahanto avratān | indradviṣṭām apa dhamanti māyayā tvacam asiknīm bhūmano divas pari

They who sang together from father and mother, blazing with the verse, burning up those without commandments—by their magic art they blow away from heaven, from the earth, the black skin hated by Indra.

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

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O'er Sire and Mother they have roared in unison bright with the verse of praise, burning up riteless men, Blowing away with supernatural might from earth and from the heavens the swarthy skin which Indra hates.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.6

प्रत्नान् मानाद् अध्य् आ ये समस्वरञ् छ्लोकयन्त्रासो रभसस्य मन्तवः । अपानक्षासो बधिरा अहासत ऋतस्य पन्थाꣳ न तरन्ति दुष्कृतः

pratnān mānād adhy ā ye samasvarañ chlokayantrāso rabhasasya mantavaḥ | apānakṣāso badhirā ahāsata ṛtasya panthāṁ na taranti duṣkṛtaḥ

They who sang together from the ancient measure, having the refrain as their instrument, the thinkers of the impetuous one—the eyeless, the deaf have been left behind; the evil-doers do not cross the path of ṛta.

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

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Those which, as guides of song and counsellors of speed, were manifested from their ancient dwelling place,– From these the eyeless and the deaf have turned aside: the wicked travel not the pathway of the Law.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.7

सहस्रधारे वितते पवित्र आ वाचम् पुनन्ति कवयो मनीषिणः । रुद्रास एषाम् इषिरासो अद्रुहः स्पशः स्वञ्चः सुदृशो नृचक्षसः

sahasradhāre vitate pavitra ā vācam punanti kavayo manīṣiṇaḥ | rudrāsa eṣām iṣirāso adruhaḥ spaśaḥ svañcaḥ sudṛśo nṛcakṣasaḥ

In the thousand-streamed filter stretched out, the thoughtful sages purify speech. Their Rudras are the impetuous, guileless spies, moving well, fair to see, looking upon men.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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What time the filter with a thousand streams is stretched, the thoughtful sages purify their song therein. Bright-coloured are their spies, vigorous, void of guile, excellent, fair to see, beholders of mankind.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.8

ऋतस्य गोपा न दभाय सुक्रतुस् त्री ष पवित्रा हृद्य् अ१न्तर् आ दधे । विद्वान् स विश्वा भुवनाभि पश्यत्य् अवाजुष्टान् विध्यति कर्ते अव्रतान्

ṛtasya gopā na dabhāya sukratus trī ṣa pavitrā hṛdy a1ntar ā dadhe | vidvān sa viśvā bhuvanābhi paśyaty avājuṣṭān vidhyati karte avratān

The guardian of ṛta, of good resolve, (is) not to be deceived; he has set the three filters within his heart. Knowing, he looks out upon all beings; the unloved, the ones without vows he hurls down into the pit.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Guardian of Law, most wise, he may not be deceived: three Purifiers hath he set within his heart. With wisdom he beholds all creatures that exist: he drives into the pit the hated riteliess ones.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)

RV 9 73.9

ऋतस्य तन्तुर् विततः पवित्र आ जिह्वाया अग्रे वरुणस्य मायया । धीराश् चित् तत् समिनक्षन्त आशतात्रा कर्तम् अव पदात्य् अप्रभुः

ṛtasya tantur vitataḥ pavitra ā jihvāyā agre varuṇasya māyayā | dhīrāś cit tat saminakṣanta āśatātrā kartam ava padāty aprabhuḥ

The thread of ṛta is stretched out over the filter, on the tip of the tongue, by Varuṇa's magic power. Even the wise, striving toward it, have attained it; but he who has no power falls down there into the pit.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

The thread of sacrifice spun in the cleansing sieve, on Varuṇa's tongue-tip, by supernatural might,– This, by their striving, have the prudent ones attained: he who hath not this power shall sink into the pit.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1896)