Library·Ṛgveda Saṃhitā·9·9.87
प्र तु द्रव परि कोशं नि षीद नृभिः पुनानो अभि वाजम् अर्ष । अश्वं न त्वा वाजिनम् मर्जयन्तो ऽच्छा बर्ही रशनाभिर् नयन्ति ॥
pra tu drava pari kośaṃ ni ṣīda nṛbhiḥ punāno abhi vājam arṣa | aśvaṃ na tvā vājinam marjayanto 'cchā barhī raśanābhir nayanti ||
Run onward to the reservoir and seat thee: cleansed by the men speed forward to the battle. Making thee beauteous like an able courser, forth to the sacred grass with reins they lead thee.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
स्वायुधः पवते देव इन्दुर् अशस्तिहा वृजनं रक्षमाणः । पिता देवानां जनिता सुदक्षो विष्टम्भो दिवो धरुणः पृथिव्याः ॥
svāyudhaḥ pavate deva indur aśastihā vṛjanaṃ rakṣamāṇaḥ | pitā devānāṃ janitā sudakṣo viṣṭambho divo dharuṇaḥ pṛthivyāḥ ||
Indu, the well-armed God, is flowing onward, who quells the curse and guards from treacherous onslaught, Father, begetter of the Gods, most skillful, the buttress of the heavens and earth's supporter.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
ऋषिर् विप्रः पुरएता जनानाम् ऋभुर् धीर उशना काव्येन । स चिद् विवेद निहितं यद् आसाम् अपीच्यं गुह्यं नाम गोनाम् ॥
ṛṣir vipraḥ puraetā janānām ṛbhur dhīra uśanā kāvyena | sa cid viveda nihitaṃ yad āsām apīcyaṃ guhyaṃ nāma gonām ||
Rsi and Sage, the Champion of the people, cleft and sagacious, Usana in wisdom, He hath discovered even their hidden nature, the Cows' concealed and most mysterious title.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
एष स्य ते मधुमां इन्द्र सोमो वृषा वृष्णे परि पवित्रे अक्षाः । सहस्रसाः शतसा भूरिदावा शश्वत्तमम् बर्हिर् आ वाज्य् अस्थात् ॥
eṣa sya te madhumāṃ indra somo vṛṣā vṛṣṇe pari pavitre akṣāḥ | sahasrasāḥ śatasā bhūridāvā śaśvattamam barhir ā vājy asthāt ||
This thine own Soma rich in meath, O Indra, Steer for the Steer, hath flowed into the filter. The strong Free-giver, winning hundreds, thousands, hath reached the holy grass that never fails him.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
एते सोमा अभि गव्या सहस्रा महे वाजायामृताय श्रवांसि । पवित्रेभिः पवमाना असृग्रञ् छ्रवस्यवो न पृतनाजो अत्याः ॥
ete somā abhi gavyā sahasrā mahe vājāyāmṛtāya śravāṃsi | pavitrebhiḥ pavamānā asṛgrañ chravasyavo na pṛtanājo atyāḥ ||
These Somas are for wealth of countless cattle, renown therefor, and mighty strength immortal. These have been sent forth, purified by strainers, like steeds who rush to battle fain for glory.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
परि हि ष्मा पुरुहूतो जनानां विश्वासरद् भोजना पूयमानः । अथा भर श्येनभृत प्रयांसि रयिं तुञ्जानो अभि वाजम् अर्ष ॥
pari hi ṣmā puruhūto janānāṃ viśvāsarad bhojanā pūyamānaḥ | athā bhara śyenabhṛta prayāṃsi rayiṃ tuñjāno abhi vājam arṣa ||
He, while he cleanses him, invoked of many, hath flowed to give the people all enjoyment. Thou whom the Falcon brought, bring, dainty viands, bestir thyself and send us wealth and booty.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
एष सुवानः परि सोमः पवित्रे सर्गो न सृष्टो अदधावद् अर्वा । तिग्मे शिशानो महिषो न शृङ्गे गा गव्यन्न् अभि शूरो न सत्वा ॥
eṣa suvānaḥ pari somaḥ pavitre sargo na sṛṣṭo adadhāvad arvā | tigme śiśāno mahiṣo na śṛṅge gā gavyann abhi śūro na satvā ||
This Soma, pressed into the cleansing filter, hath run as 'twere a host let loose, the Courser; Like a strong bull who whets his horns pen-pointed, like a brave warrior in the fray for cattle.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
एषा ययौ परमाद् अन्तर् अद्रेः कूचित् सतीर् ऊर्वे गा विवेद । दिवो न विद्युत् स्तनयन्त्य् अभ्रैः सोमस्य ते पवत इन्द्र धारा ॥
eṣā yayau paramād antar adreḥ kūcit satīr ūrve gā viveda | divo na vidyut stanayanty abhraiḥ somasya te pavata indra dhārā ||
He issued forth from out the loftiest mountain, and found kine hidden somewhere in a stable. Soma's stream clears itself for thee, O Indra, like lightning thundering through the clouds of heaven,
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)
उत स्म राशिम् परि यासि गोनाम् इन्द्रेण सोम सरथम् पुनानः । पूर्वीर् इषो बृहतीर् जीरदानो शिक्षा शचीवस् तव ता उपष्टुत् ॥
uta sma rāśim pari yāsi gonām indreṇa soma saratham punānaḥ | pūrvīr iṣo bṛhatīr jīradāno śikṣā śacīvas tava tā upaṣṭut ||
Cleansing thyself, and borne along with Indra, Soma, thou goest round the herd of cattle. May thy praise help us, Mighty One, prompt Giver, to the full ample food which thou bestowest.
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896)