HYMN CXXXVII. MITRA-VARUṆA. · ३ परुच्छेपो दैवोदासिः। मित्रावरुणौ।अतिशक्वरी।
1.137.1
सु॒षु॒मा या॑त॒मद्रि॑भि॒र्गोश्री॑ता मत्स॒रा इ॒मे सोमा॑सो मत्स॒रा इ॒मे | आ रा॑जाना दिविस्पृशा ऽस्म॒त्रा ग॑न्त॒मुप॑ नः | इ॒मे वां॑ मित्रावरुणा॒ गवा॑शिर॒: सोमा॑: शु॒क्रा गवा॑शिरः ||
WITH stones have we pressed out: O come; these gladdening drops are blent with milk, these Soma-drops which gladden you. Come to us, Kings who reach to heaven, approach us, coming hitherward. These milky drops are yours, Mitra and Varuṇa, bright Soma juices blent with milk.
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1.137.1
सु॒षु॒मा या॑त॒मद्रि॑भि॒र्गोश्री॑ता मत्स॒रा इ॒मे सोमा॑सो मत्स॒रा इ॒मे | आ रा॑जाना दिविस्पृशा ऽस्म॒त्रा ग॑न्त॒मुप॑ नः | इ॒मे वां॑ मित्रावरुणा॒ गवा॑शिर॒: सोमा॑: शु॒क्रा गवा॑शिरः ||
WITH stones have we pressed out: O come; these gladdening drops are blent with milk, these Soma-drops which gladden you. Come to us, Kings who reach to heaven, approach us, coming hitherward. These milky drops are yours, Mitra and Varuṇa, bright Soma juices blent with milk.
1.137.2
इ॒म आ या॑त॒मिन्द॑व॒: सोमा॑सो॒ दध्या॑शिरः सु॒तासो॒ दध्या॑शिरः | उ॒त वा॑मु॒षसो॑ बु॒धि सा॒कं सूर्य॑स्य र॒श्मिभि॑: | सु॒तो मि॒त्राय॒ वरु॑णाय पी॒तये॒ चारु॑र्ऋ॒ताय॑ पी॒तये॑ ||
Here are the droppings; come ye nigh the Soma-droppings blent with curd, juices expressed and blent with curd. Now for the wakening of your Dawn together with the Sun-God's rays, juice waits for Mitra and for Varuṇa to drink, fair juice for drink, for sacrifice.
1.137.3
तां वां॑ धे॒नुं न वा॑स॒रीमं॒शुं दु॑ह॒न्त्यद्रि॑भि॒: सोमं॑ दुह॒न्त्यद्रि॑भिः | अ॒स्म॒त्रा ग॑न्त॒मुप॑ नो॒ऽर्वाञ्चा॒ सोम॑पीतये | अ॒यं वां॑ मित्रावरुणा॒ नृभि॑: सु॒तः सोम॒ आ पी॒तये॑ सु॒तः ||
As ’twere a radiant-coloured cow, they milk with stones the stalk for you, with stones they milk the Soma-plant. May ye come nigh us, may ye turn hither to drink the Soma juice. The men pressed out this juice, Mitra and Varuṇa, pressed out this Soma for your drink.