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Ṛgveda Saṃhitā 5.59

RV 5.59.1

प्र व स्पळ् अक्रन् सुविताय दावने ऽर्चा दिवे प्र पृथिव्या ऋतम् भरे । उक्षन्ते अश्वान् तरुषन्त आ रजो ऽनु स्वम् भानुं श्रथयन्ते अर्णवैः ॥

pra va spaḷ akran suvitāya dāvane 'rcā dive pra pṛthivyā ṛtam bhare | ukṣante aśvān taruṣanta ā rajo 'nu svam bhānuṃ śrathayante arṇavaiḥ ||

Your spy hath called to you to give prosperity. I sing to Heaven and Earth and offer sacrifice. They bathe their steeds and hasten through the firmament: they spread abroad their radiance through the sea of cloud.

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.2

अमाद् एषाम् भियसा भूमिर् एजति नौर् न पूर्णा क्षरति व्यथिर् यती । दूरेदृशो ये चितयन्त एमभिर् अन्तर् महे विदथे येतिरे नरः ॥

amād eṣām bhiyasā bhūmir ejati naur na pūrṇā kṣarati vyathir yatī | dūredṛśo ye citayanta emabhir antar mahe vidathe yetire naraḥ ||

Earth shakes and reels in terror at their onward rush, like a full ship which, quivering, lets the water in. Marked on their ways are they, visible from afar: the Heroes press between in mighty armament.

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.3

गवाम् इव श्रियसे शृङ्गम् उत्तमं सूर्यो न चक्षू रजसो विसर्जने । अत्या इव सुभ्वश् चारव स्थन मर्या इव श्रियसे चेतथा नरः ॥

gavām iva śriyase śṛṅgam uttamaṃ sūryo na cakṣū rajaso visarjane | atyā iva subhvaś cārava sthana maryā iva śriyase cetathā naraḥ ||

As the exalted horn of bulls for splendid might, as the Sun's eye set in the firmament's expanse, Like vigorous horses ye are beauteous to behold, and for your glory show like bridegrooms, O ye Men.

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.4

को वो महान्ति महताम् उद् अश्नवत् कस् काव्या मरुतः को ह पौंस्या । यूयं ह भूमिं किरणं न रेजथ प्र यद् भरध्वे सुविताय दावने ॥

ko vo mahānti mahatām ud aśnavat kas kāvyā marutaḥ ko ha pauṃsyā | yūyaṃ ha bhūmiṃ kiraṇaṃ na rejatha pra yad bharadhve suvitāya dāvane ||

Who, O ye Maruts, may attain the mighty lore of you the mighty, who may reach your manly deeds? Ye, verily, make earth tremble like a ray of light what time ye bring your boons to give prosperity,

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.5

अश्वा इवेद् अरुषासः सबन्धवः शूरा इव प्रयुधः प्रोत युयुधुः । मर्या इव सुवृधो वावृधुर् नरः सूर्यस्य चक्षुः प्र मिनन्ति वृष्टिभिः ॥

aśvā ived aruṣāsaḥ sabandhavaḥ śūrā iva prayudhaḥ prota yuyudhuḥ | maryā iva suvṛdho vāvṛdhur naraḥ sūryasya cakṣuḥ pra minanti vṛṣṭibhiḥ ||

Like steeds of ruddy colour, scions of one race, as foremost champions they have battled in the van. The Heroes have waxed strong like we.1grown manly youths; with floods of rain they make the Sun's eye fade away,

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.6

ते अज्येष्ठा अकनिष्ठास उद्भिदो ऽमध्यमासो महसा वि वावृधुः । सुजातासो जनुषा पृश्निमातरो दिवो मर्या आ नो अच्छा जिगातन ॥

te ajyeṣṭhā akaniṣṭhāsa udbhido 'madhyamāso mahasā vi vāvṛdhuḥ | sujātāso januṣā pṛśnimātaro divo maryā ā no acchā jigātana ||

Having no eldest and no youngest in their band, no middlemost, preeminent they have waxed in might, These Sons of Prsni, sprung of noble ancestry: come hitherward to us, ye bridegrooms of the sky.

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.7

वयो न ये श्रेणीः पप्तुर् ओजसान्तान् दिवो बृहतः सानुनस् परि । अश्वास एषाम् उभये यथा विदुः प्र पर्वतस्य नभनूंर् अचुच्यवुः ॥

vayo na ye śreṇīḥ paptur ojasāntān divo bṛhataḥ sānunas pari | aśvāsa eṣām ubhaye yathā viduḥ pra parvatasya nabhanūṃr acucyavuḥ ||

Like birds of air they flew with might in lengthened lines from heaven's high ridges to the borders of the sky. The steeds who carry them, as Gods and mortals know, have caused the waters of the mountains to descend.

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)

RV 5.59.8

मिमातु द्यौर् अदितिर् वीतये नः सं दानुचित्रा उषसो यतन्ताम् । आचुच्यवुर् दिव्यं कोशम् एत ऋषे रुद्रस्य मरुतो गृणानाः ॥

mimātu dyaur aditir vītaye naḥ saṃ dānucitrā uṣaso yatantām | ācucyavur divyaṃ kośam eta ṛṣe rudrasya maruto gṛṇānāḥ ||

May Dyaus, the Infinite, roar for our banquet: may Dawns toil for us, glittering with moisture. Lauded by thee, these Maruts, Sons o Rudra, O Rsi, have sent down the heavenly treasure.

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)