HYMN CLVIII. AŚVINS. · ६ दीर्घतमा औचथ्यः। अश्विनौ।त्रिष्टुप्, ६ अनुष्टुप्।
1.158.1
वसू॑ रु॒द्रा पु॑रु॒मन्तू॑ वृ॒धन्ता॑ दश॒स्यतं॑ नो वृषणाव॒भिष्टौ॑ | दस्रा॑ ह॒ यद् रेक्ण॑ औच॒थ्यो वां॒ प्र यत् स॒स्राथे॒ अक॑वाभिरू॒ती ||
YE Vasus Twain, ye Rudras full of counsel, grant us, Strong Strengtheners, when ye stand beside us, What wealth Aucathya craves of you, great Helpers when ye come forward with no niggard succour.
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1.158.1
वसू॑ रु॒द्रा पु॑रु॒मन्तू॑ वृ॒धन्ता॑ दश॒स्यतं॑ नो वृषणाव॒भिष्टौ॑ | दस्रा॑ ह॒ यद् रेक्ण॑ औच॒थ्यो वां॒ प्र यत् स॒स्राथे॒ अक॑वाभिरू॒ती ||
YE Vasus Twain, ye Rudras full of counsel, grant us, Strong Strengtheners, when ye stand beside us, What wealth Aucathya craves of you, great Helpers when ye come forward with no niggard succour.
1.158.2
को वां॑ दाशत् सुम॒तये॑ चिद॒स्यै वसू॒ यद् धेथे॒ नम॑सा प॒दे गोः | जि॒गृ॒तम॒स्मे रे॒वती॒: पुरं॑धीः काम॒प्रेणे॑व॒ मन॑सा॒ चर॑न्ता ||
Who may give you aught, Vasus, for your favour, for what, at the Cow's place, ye grant through worship? Wake for us understanding full of riches, come with a heart that will fulfil our longing.
1.158.3
यु॒क्तो ह॒ यद् वां॑ तौ॒ग्र्याय॑ पे॒रुर्वि मध्ये॒ अर्ण॑सो॒ धायि॑ प॒ज्रः | उप॑ वा॒मव॑: शर॒णं ग॑मेयं॒ शूरो॒ नाज्म॑ प॒तय॑द्भि॒रेवै॑: ||
As erst for Tugra's son your car, sea-crossing, strong, was equipped and set amid the waters, So may I gain your shelter and protection as with winged course a hero seeks his army.
1.158.4
उप॑स्तुतिरौच॒थ्यमु॑रुष्ये॒न्मा मामि॒मे प॑त॒त्रिणी॒ वि दु॑ग्धाम् | मा मामेधो॒ दश॑तयश्चि॒तो धा॒क् प्र यद् वां॑ ब॒द्धस्त्मनि॒ खाद॑ति॒ क्षाम् ||
May this my praise preserve Ucathya's offspring: let not these Twain who fly with wings exhaust me. Let not the wood ten times up-piled consume me, when fixed for you it bites the ground it stands on.
1.158.5
न मा॑ गरन् न॒द्यो॑ मा॒तृत॑मा दा॒सा यदीं॒ सुस॑मुब्धम॒वाधु॑: | शिरो॒ यद॑स्य त्रैत॒नो वि॒तक्ष॑त् स्व॒यं दा॒स उरो॒ अंसा॒वपि॑ ग्ध ||
The most maternal streams, wherein the Dāsas cast me securely bound, have not devoured me. When Traitana would cleave my head asunder, the Dāsa wounded his own breast and shoulders.
1.158.6
दी॒र्घत॑मा मामते॒यो जु॑जु॒र्वान् द॑श॒मे यु॒गे | अ॒पामर्थं॑ य॒तीनां॑ ब्र॒ह्मा भ॑वति॒ सार॑थिः ||
Dīrghatamas the son of Mamatā hath come to length of days in the tenth age of human kind. He is the Brahman of the waters as they strive to reach their end and aim: their charioteer is he.