Library·Ṛgveda Saṃhitā·1·1.88
आ विद्युन्मद्भिर् मरुतः स्वर्कै रथेभिर् यात ऋष्टिमद्भिर् अश्वपर्णैः । आ वर्षिष्ठया न इषा वयो न पप्तता सुमायाः ॥
ā vidyunmadbhir marutaḥ svarkai rathebhir yāta ṛṣṭimadbhir aśvaparṇaiḥ | ā varṣiṣṭhayā na iṣā vayo na paptatā sumāyāḥ ||
Come hither, Maruts, on your lightning laden cars, sounding with sweet songs, armed with lances, winged with steeds. Fly unto us with noblest food, like birds, O ye of mighty power.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
ते ऽरुणेभिर् वरम् आ पिशङ्गैः शुभे कं यान्ति रथतूर्भिर् अश्वैः । रुक्मो न चित्रः स्वधितीवान् पव्या रथस्य जङ्घनन्त भूम ॥
te 'ruṇebhir varam ā piśaṅgaiḥ śubhe kaṃ yānti rathatūrbhir aśvaiḥ | rukmo na citraḥ svadhitīvān pavyā rathasya jaṅghananta bhūma ||
With their red-hued or, haply, tawny coursers which speed their chariots on, they come for glory. Brilliant like gold is he who holds the thunder. Earth have they smitten with the chariot's felly.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
श्रिये कं वो अधि तनूषु वाशीर् मेधा वना न कृणवन्त ऊर्ध्वा । युष्मभ्यं कम् मरुतः सुजातास् तुविद्युम्नासो धनयन्ते अद्रिम् ॥
śriye kaṃ vo adhi tanūṣu vāśīr medhā vanā na kṛṇavanta ūrdhvā | yuṣmabhyaṃ kam marutaḥ sujātās tuvidyumnāso dhanayante adrim ||
For beauty ye have swords upon your bodies. As they stir woods so may they stir our spirits. For your sake, O ye Maruts very mighty and well-born, have they set the stone, in motion.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
अहानि गृध्राः पर्य् आ व आगुर् इमां धियं वार्कार्यां च देवीम् । ब्रह्म कृण्वन्तो गोतमासो अर्कैर् ऊर्ध्वं नुनुद्र उत्सधिम् पिबध्यै ॥
ahāni gṛdhrāḥ pary ā va āgur imāṃ dhiyaṃ vārkāryāṃ ca devīm | brahma kṛṇvanto gotamāso arkair ūrdhvaṃ nunudra utsadhim pibadhyai ||
The days went round you and came back O yearners, back, to this prayer and to this solemn worship. The Gotamas making their prayer with singing have pushed the well's lid up to drink the water.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
एतत् त्यन् न योजनम् अचेति सस्वर् ह यन् मरुतो गोतमो वः । पश्यन् हिरण्यचक्रान् अयोदंष्ट्रान् विधावतो वराहून् ॥
etat tyan na yojanam aceti sasvar ha yan maruto gotamo vaḥ | paśyan hiraṇyacakrān ayodaṃṣṭrān vidhāvato varāhūn ||
No hymn way ever known like this aforetime which Gotama sang forth for you, O Maruts, What time upon your golden wheels he saw you, wild boars rushing about with tusks of iron.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
एषा स्या वो मरुतो ऽनुभर्त्री प्रति ष्टोभति वाघतो न वाणी । अस्तोभयद् वृथासाम् अनु स्वधां गभस्त्योः ॥
eṣā syā vo maruto 'nubhartrī prati ṣṭobhati vāghato na vāṇī | astobhayad vṛthāsām anu svadhāṃ gabhastyoḥ ||
To you this freshening draught of Soma rusheth, O Maruts, like the voice of one who prayeth. It rusheth freely from our hands as these libations wont to flow.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)