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Samaveda — Purvarchika — Chapter 3206

SV 1 3206.1

न किष्टं कर्मणा नशद्यश्चकार सदावृधं । इन्द्रं न यज्ञैर्विश्वगूर्तमृभ्वसमधृष्टं धृष्णुमोजसा

na kiṣṭaṃ karmaṇā naśadyaścakāra sadāvṛdhaṃ | indraṃ na yajñairviśvagūrtamṛbhvasamadhṛṣṭaṃ dhṛṣṇumojasā

No one reaches him by his rite, (him) who has made (himself?) ever-increasing — nor Indra by sacrifices, him welcomed by all, skilful, unassailable, bold in strength.

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

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No one by deed attains to him who works and strengthens evermore: No, not by sacrifice, to Indra. praised of all, resistless, daring, bold in might. 2 He without ligature, before making incision in the neck, Closed up the wound again, most wealthy Maghavan, who healeth the dissevered parts.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.2

य ऋते चिदभिश्रिषः पुरा जत्रुभ्य आतृदः । सन्धाता सन्धिं मघवा पुरूवसुर्निष्कर्ता विह्रुतं पुनः

ya ṛte cidabhiśriṣaḥ purā jatrubhya ātṛdaḥ | sandhātā sandhiṃ maghavā purūvasurniṣkartā vihrutaṃ punaḥ

He who even without a bandage (mends) one pierced through in front of the collar-bones — the bounteous one, rich in goods, who joins the joint, who sets right again what has been wrenched away.

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

SV 1 3206.3

आ त्वा सहस्रमा शतं युक्ता रथे हिरण्यये । ब्रह्मयुजो हरय इन्द्र केशिनो वहन्तु सोमपीतये

ā tvā sahasramā śataṃ yuktā rathe hiraṇyaye | brahmayujo haraya indra keśino vahantu somapītaye

Let a thousand, let a hundred bay horses yoked to your golden chariot, yoked by the sacred word, maned, convey you, Indra, to the soma-drinking.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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A thousand and a hundred steeds are harnessed to thy golden car: Yoked by devotion, Indra, let the long-maned bays bring thee to drink the Soma juice!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.4

आ मन्द्रैरिन्द्र हरिभिर्याहि मयूररोमभिः । मा त्वा के चिन्नि येमुरिन्न पाशिनोऽति धन्वेव तां इहि

ā mandrairindra haribhiryāhi mayūraromabhiḥ | mā tvā ke cinni yemurinna pāśino'ti dhanveva tāṃ ihi

Come, Indra, with your delightful bays, with the peacock-haired ones. Let none hold you back, as snarers (hold) a bird; pass them by as over a wasteland.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Come hither, Indra, with bay steeds, joyous, with tails like peacock's plumes! Let no men check thy course as fowlers stay the bird: pass o'er them as o'er desert lands!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.5

त्वमङ्ग प्र शंसिषो देवः शविष्ठ मर्त्यं । न त्वदन्यो मघवन्नस्ति मर्डितेन्द्र ब्रवीमि ते वचः

tvamaṅga pra śaṃsiṣo devaḥ śaviṣṭha martyaṃ | na tvadanyo maghavannasti marḍitendra bravīmi te vacaḥ

You indeed, O mightiest god, will praise the mortal. There is no other than you who shows mercy, O bounteous one — Indra, I speak my word to you.

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

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Thou as a God, O mightiest, verily blessest mortal man. O Maghavan, there is no comforter but thou: Indra, I speak my words to thee.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.6

त्वमिन्द्र यशा अस्यृजीषी शवसस्पतिः । त्वं वृत्राणि हंस्यप्रतीन्येक इत्पुर्वनुत्तश्चर्षणीधृतिः

tvamindra yaśā asyṛjīṣī śavasaspatiḥ | tvaṃ vṛtrāṇi haṃsyapratīnyeka itpurvanuttaścarṣaṇīdhṛtiḥ

You, Indra, are glorious, the ṛjīṣin, the lord of might. You alone slay the Vṛtras that have no counter-match, unrepelled from of old, the upholder of the peoples.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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O Indra, thou art far-renowned, impetuous Lord of power and might. Alone, the never-conquered guardian of mankind, thou smitest down resistless foes.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.7

इन्द्रमिद्देवतातय इन्द्रं प्रयत्यध्वरे । इन्द्रं समीके वनिनो हवामह इन्द्रं धनस्य सातये

indramiddevatātaya indraṃ prayatyadhvare | indraṃ samīke vanino havāmaha indraṃ dhanasya sātaye

Indra for the service of the gods, Indra when the rite goes forward, Indra in the encounter do we, the eager ones, call, Indra for the winning of the prize.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Indra for worship of the Gods, Indra while sacrifice proceeds, Indra, as warriors in the battle-shock, we call, Indra that we may win the spoil.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.8

इमा उ त्वा पुरूवसो गिरो वर्धन्तु या मम । पावकवर्णाः शुचयो विपश्चितोऽभि स्तोमैरनूषत

imā u tvā purūvaso giro vardhantu yā mama | pāvakavarṇāḥ śucayo vipaścito'bhi stomairanūṣata

Let these songs of mine strengthen you, O you of much wealth: bright-coloured like fire, pure, inspired, they have sung out to you with praises.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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May these my songs of praise exalt thee, Lord, who hast abundant wealth! Men skilled in holy hymns, pure, with the hues of fire, have sung them with their lauds to thee.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.9

उदु त्ये मधुमत्तमा गिर स्तोमास ईरते । सत्राजितो धनसा अक्षितोतयो वाजयन्तो रथा इव

udu tye madhumattamā gira stomāsa īrate | satrājito dhanasā akṣitotayo vājayanto rathā iva

Up rise those most honey-rich songs and praise-songs, winning outright, gaining wealth, of unfailing help, like chariots racing for the prize.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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These songs of ours exceeding sweet, these hymns of praise ascend to thee, Like ever-conquering chariots that display their strength gain wealth and give unfailing help.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 1 3206.10

यथा गौरो अपा कृतं तृष्यन्नेत्यवेरिणं । आपित्वे नः प्रपित्वे तूयमा गहि कण्वेषु सु सचा पिब

yathā gauro apā kṛtaṃ tṛṣyannetyaveriṇaṃ | āpitve naḥ prapitve tūyamā gahi kaṇveṣu su sacā piba

As a thirsty wild bull goes to a made pool, (to) the barren waste — come quickly to us in friendship, at the approach (of day); drink well among the Kaṇvas.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Even as the wild-bull, when he thirsts, goes to the desert's watery pool, Come to us quickly both at morning and at eve, and with the Kanvas drink thy fill!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)