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Samaveda — Uttararchika — Chapter 4121

SV 2 4121.1

अया पवा पवस्वैना वसूनि मांश्चत्व इन्दो सरसि प्र धन्व । ब्रघ्नश्चिद्यस्य वातो न जूतिं पुरुमेधाश्चित्तकवे नरं धात्

ayā pavā pavasvainā vasūni māṃścatva indo sarasi pra dhanva | braghnaścidyasya vāto na jūtiṃ purumedhāścittakave naraṃ dhāt

Flow clear with this purifying (stream), (flow) these goods hither; O Indu, run forth in the lake at Māṃścatva. Even the braghna, whose onrush is like the wind — the very wise one set a man for Takavan.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Pour forth this wealth with this purification: flow onward to the yellow lake, O Indu! Here, too, the bright one, wind-swift, full of wisdom, shall give a son to him who cometh quickly.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 2 4121.2

उत न एना पवया पवस्वाधि श्रुते श्रवाय्यस्य तीर्थे । षष्टिं सहस्रा नैगुतो वसूनि वृक्षं न पक्वं धूनवद्रणाय

uta na enā pavayā pavasvādhi śrute śravāyyasya tīrthe | ṣaṣṭiṃ sahasrā naiguto vasūni vṛkṣaṃ na pakvaṃ dhūnavadraṇāya

And flow clear for us with this purifying (stream), at the famed ford of the one worthy of fame; may the naiguta shake down sixty thousand goods for (our) joy, as (one shakes) a ripe tree.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Flow on for us with this purification to the famed ford of thee whose due is glory! May the foe-queller shake us down, for triumph, like a tree's ripe fruit, sixty thousand treasures!

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)

SV 2 4121.3

महीमे अस्य वृष नाम शूषे मांश्चत्वे वा पृशने वा वधत्रे । अस्वापयन्निगुतः स्नेहयच्चापामित्रां अपाचितो अचेतः

mahīme asya vṛṣa nāma śūṣe māṃścatve vā pṛśane vā vadhatre | asvāpayannigutaḥ snehayaccāpāmitrāṃ apācito acetaḥ

Great are these two roaring (powers) of his, O bull, by name, at Māṃścatva or at Pṛśana — (his) two deadly weapons; he put the Niguts to sleep and crushed the foes, the senseless ones, driven away westward.

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

Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith

Eagerly do we pray for those two exploits, at the blue lake and Prisana, wrought in battle. He sent our enemies to sleep and slew them, and turned away the foolish and unfriendly.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1893)