Samaveda — Purvarchika — Chapter 6209
SV 1 6209.1
पवस्व मधुमत्तम इन्द्राय सोम क्रतुवित्तमो मदः । महि द्युक्षतमो मदः
pavasva madhumattama indrāya soma kratuvittamo madaḥ | mahi dyukṣatamo madaḥ
Flow clear, most honey-rich, for Indra, O Soma — the exhilaration most finding of kratu, the great exhilaration most dwelling in heaven.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SV 1 6209.2
अभि द्युम्नं बृहद्यश इषस्पते दिदीहि देव देवयुं । वि कोशं मध्यमं युव
abhi dyumnaṃ bṛhadyaśa iṣaspate didīhi deva devayuṃ | vi kośaṃ madhyamaṃ yuva
Shine upon brilliance and lofty glory, O lord of refreshment, O god, upon the one devoted to the gods; open up the middle vat.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Make high and splendid glory shine hitherward, Lord of food, God, on the friend of Gods: Unclose the cask of middle air!
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 1 6209.3
आ सोता परि षिञ्चताश्वं न स्तोममप्तुरं रजस्तुरं । वनप्रक्षमुदप्रुतं
ā sotā pari ṣiñcatāśvaṃ na stomamapturaṃ rajasturaṃ | vanaprakṣamudaprutaṃ
Press out (the soma), pour it round about — the praise-song that speeds through the waters, that speeds through the airy space, like a horse; (soma) pressed by the wood, swimming in water.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Press ye and pour him, like a steed, laud-worthy, speeding through the region and the flood, Who swims in water, dwells in wood!
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 1 6209.4
एतमु त्यं मदच्युतं सहस्रधारं वृषभं दिवोदुहं । विश्वा वसूनि बिभ्रतं
etamu tyaṃ madacyutaṃ sahasradhāraṃ vṛṣabhaṃ divoduhaṃ | viśvā vasūni bibhrataṃ
Him, that one, dripping with intoxication, of a thousand streams, the bull milked from heaven, bearing all good things —
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Him, even this Steer who milks the heavens, him with a thousand streams, distilling rapturous joy, Him who brings all things excellent.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 1 6209.5
स सुन्वे यो वसूनां यो रायामानेता य इडानां । सोमो यः सुक्षितीनां
sa sunve yo vasūnāṃ yo rāyāmānetā ya iḍānāṃ | somo yaḥ sukṣitīnāṃ
He is pressed, who is the bringer of goods, who of riches, who of refreshments — Soma, who (is the bringer) of good dwellings.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Effused is he who brings good things, who brings us store of' wealth and sweet refreshing food, Soma who brings us quiet homes.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 1 6209.6
त्वं ह्या३ङ्ग दैव्या पवमान जनिमानि द्युमत्तमः । अमृतत्वाय घोषयन्
tvaṃ hyā3ṅga daivyā pavamāna janimāni dyumattamaḥ | amṛtatvāya ghoṣayan
For you indeed, O Pavamāna, most brilliant, (proclaim) the divine births — proclaiming (them) aloud for immortality.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
For, verily, Pavamana, thou, divine! endued with brightest splendour calling all Creatures to immortality.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 1 6209.7
एष स्य धारया सुतोऽव्यो वारेभिः पवते मदिन्तमः । क्रीडन्नूर्मिरपामिव
eṣa sya dhārayā suto'vyo vārebhiḥ pavate madintamaḥ | krīḍannūrmirapāmiva
This one here, pressed, flows clear in a stream through the sheep's-wool filter, most intoxicating, playing like a wave of the waters.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Effused, he floweth in a stream, best rapture-giver, in the longwool of the sheep, Sporting, as 'twere the waters' wave.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)
SV 1 6209.8
य उस्रिया अपि या अन्तरश्मनि निर्गा अकृन्तदोजसा । अभि व्रजं तत्निषे गव्यमश्व्यं वर्मीव धृष्णवा रुज
ya usriyā api yā antaraśmani nirgā akṛntadojasā | abhi vrajaṃ tatniṣe gavyamaśvyaṃ varmīva dhṛṣṇavā ruja
You who with your force cut out the ruddy cows, the cows that were within the rock — stretch out for us a pen of cattle and of horses; break (it) open, O bold one, like one armoured.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
He who from out the rocky cavern with his might took forth the red-refulgent cows-- Thou drewest to thyself the stall of kine and steeds: burst it, brave Lord, like one in mail; yea, burst it, O brave Lord, like one in mail!
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)