Library·Ṛgveda Saṃhitā·10·10.165
देवाः कपोत इषितो यद् इच्छन् दूतो निरृत्या इदम् आजगाम । तस्मा अर्चाम कृणवाम निष्कृतिं शं नो अस्तु द्विपदे शं चतुष्पदे ॥
devāḥ kapota iṣito yad icchan dūto nirṛtyā idam ājagāma | tasmā arcāma kṛṇavāma niṣkṛtiṃ śaṃ no astu dvipade śaṃ catuṣpade ||
Gods, whatsoe'er the Dove came hither seeking, sent to us as the envoy of Destruction, For that let us sing hymns and make atonement. Well be it with our quadrupeds and bipeds.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
शिवः कपोत इषितो नो अस्त्व् अनागा देवाः शकुनो गृहेषु । अग्निर् हि विप्रो जुषतां हविर् नः परि हेतिः पक्षिणी नो वृणक्तु ॥
śivaḥ kapota iṣito no astv anāgā devāḥ śakuno gṛheṣu | agnir hi vipro juṣatāṃ havir naḥ pari hetiḥ pakṣiṇī no vṛṇaktu ||
Auspicious be the Dove that hath been sent us, a harmless bird, ye Gods, within our dwelling. May Agni, Sage, be pleased with our oblation, and may the Missile borne on wings avoid us.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
हेतिः पक्षिणी न दभात्य् अस्मान् आष्ट्र्याम् पदं कृणुते अग्निधाने । शं नो गोभ्यश् च पुरुषेभ्यश् चास्तु मा नो हिंसीद् इह देवाः कपोतः ॥
hetiḥ pakṣiṇī na dabhāty asmān āṣṭryām padaṃ kṛṇute agnidhāne | śaṃ no gobhyaś ca puruṣebhyaś cāstu mā no hiṃsīd iha devāḥ kapotaḥ ||
Let not the Arrow that hath wings distract us: beside the fire-place, on the hearth it settles. May it bring welfare to our men and cattle: here let the Dove, ye Gods, forbear to harm us.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
यद् उलूको वदति मोघम् एतद् यत् कपोतः पदम् अग्नौ कृणोति । यस्य दूतः प्रहित एष एतत् तस्मै यमाय नमो अस्तु मृत्यवे ॥
yad ulūko vadati mogham etad yat kapotaḥ padam agnau kṛṇoti | yasya dūtaḥ prahita eṣa etat tasmai yamāya namo astu mṛtyave ||
The screeching of the owl is ineffective and when beside the fire the Dove hath settled, To him who sent it hither as an envoy, to him be reverence paid, to Death, to Yama.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
ऋचा कपोतं नुदत प्रणोदम् इषम् मदन्तः परि गां नयध्वम् । संयोपयन्तो दुरितानि विश्वा हित्वा न ऊर्जम् प्र पतात् पतिष्ठः ॥
ṛcā kapotaṃ nudata praṇodam iṣam madantaḥ pari gāṃ nayadhvam | saṃyopayanto duritāni viśvā hitvā na ūrjam pra patāt patiṣṭhaḥ ||
Drive forth the Dove, chase it with holy verses: rejoicing, bring ye hither food and cattle, Barring the way against all grief and trouble. Let the swift bird fly forth and leave us vigour.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)