कुमारम् माता युवतिः समुब्धं गुहा बिभर्ति न ददाति पित्रे । अनीकम् अस्य न मिनज् जनासः पुरः पश्यन्ति निहितम् अरतौ ॥
kumāram mātā yuvatiḥ samubdhaṃ guhā bibharti na dadāti pitre | anīkam asya na minaj janāsaḥ puraḥ paśyanti nihitam aratau ||
The youthful Mother keeps the Boy in secret pressed to her close, nor yields him to the Father. But, when he lies upon the arm, the people see his unfading countenance before them.
कम् एतं त्वं युवते कुमारम् पेषी बिभर्षि महिषी जजान । पूर्वीर् हि गर्भः शरदो ववर्धापश्यं जातं यद् असूत माता ॥
kam etaṃ tvaṃ yuvate kumāram peṣī bibharṣi mahiṣī jajāna | pūrvīr hi garbhaḥ śarado vavardhāpaśyaṃ jātaṃ yad asūta mātā ||
What child is this thou carriest as handmaid, O Youthful One? The Consort-Queen hath bome him. The Babe unborn increased through many autumns. I saw him born what time his Mother bare him.
I saw him from afar gold-toothed, bright-coloured, hurling his weapons from his habitation, What time I gave him Amrta free from mixture. How can the Indraless, the hymnless harm me?
क्षेत्राद् अपश्यं सनुतश् चरन्तं सुमद् यूथं न पुरु शोभमानम् । न ता अगृभ्रन्न् अजनिष्ट हि षः पलिक्नीर् इद् युवतयो भवन्ति ॥
kṣetrād apaśyaṃ sanutaś carantaṃ sumad yūthaṃ na puru śobhamānam | na tā agṛbhrann ajaniṣṭa hi ṣaḥ paliknīr id yuvatayo bhavanti ||
I saw him moving from the place he dwells in, even as with a herd, brilliantly shining. These seized him not: he had been born already. They who were grey with age again grow youthful.
के मे मर्यकं वि यवन्त गोभिर् न येषां गोपा अरणश् चिद् आस । य ईं जगृभुर् अव ते सृजन्त्व् आजाति पश्व उप नश् चिकित्वान् ॥
ke me maryakaṃ vi yavanta gobhir na yeṣāṃ gopā araṇaś cid āsa | ya īṃ jagṛbhur ava te sṛjantv ājāti paśva upa naś cikitvān ||
Who separate my young bull from the cattle, they whose protector was in truth no stranger? Let those whose hands have seized upon them free them. May he, observant, drive the herd to us-ward.
vasāṃ rājānaṃ vasatiṃ janānām arātayo ni dadhur martyeṣu | brahmāṇy atrer ava taṃ sṛjantu ninditāro nindyāso bhavantu ||
Mid mortal men godless have secreted the King of all who live, home of the people. So may the prayers of Atri give him freedom. Reproached in turn be those who now reproach him.
śunaś cic chepaṃ niditaṃ sahasrād yūpād amuñco aśamiṣṭa hi ṣaḥ | evāsmad agne vi mumugdhi pāśān hotaś cikitva iha tū niṣadya ||
Thou from the stake didst loose e'en Sunahsepa bound for a thousand; for he prayed with fervour. So, Agni, loose from us the bonds that bind us, when thou art seated here, O Priest who knowest.
हृणीयमानो अप हि मद् ऐयेः प्र मे देवानां व्रतपा उवाच । इन्द्रो विद्वां अनु हि त्वा चचक्ष तेनाहम् अग्ने अनुशिष्ट आगाम् ॥
hṛṇīyamāno apa hi mad aiyeḥ pra me devānāṃ vratapā uvāca | indro vidvāṃ anu hi tvā cacakṣa tenāham agne anuśiṣṭa āgām ||
Thou hast sped from me, Agni, in thine anger: this the protector of Gods' Laws hath told me. Indra who knoweth bent his eye upon thee: by him instructed am I come, O Agni.
Agni shines far and wide with lofty splendour, and by his greatness makes all things apparent. He conquers godless and malign enchantments, and sharpens both his horns to gore the Raksas.
uta svānāso divi ṣantv agnes tigmāyudhā rakṣase hantavā u | made cid asya pra rujanti bhāmā na varante paribādho adevīḥ ||
Loud in the heaven above be Agni's roarings with keen-edged weapons to destroy the demons. Forth burst his splendours in the Soma's rapture. The godless bands press round but cannot stayhim.
एतं ते स्तोमं तुविजात विप्रो रथं न धीरः स्वपा अतक्षम् । यदीद् अग्ने प्रति त्वं देव हर्याः स्वर्वतीर् अप एना जयेम ॥
etaṃ te stomaṃ tuvijāta vipro rathaṃ na dhīraḥ svapā atakṣam | yadīd agne prati tvaṃ deva haryāḥ svarvatīr apa enā jayema ||
As a skilled craftsman makes a car, a singer I, Mighty One! this hymn for thee have fashioned. If thou, O Agni, God, accept it gladly, may we obtain thereby the heavenly Waters.
May he, the strong-necked Steer, waxing in vigour, gather the foeman's wealth with none to check him. Thus to this Agni have the Immortals spoken. To man who spreads the grass may he grant shelter, grant shelter to the man who brings oblation.