HYMN XXXIII. VARIOUS DEITIES. · ९कवष ऐलूषः। १ विश्वेदेवाः, २-३ इन्द्रः, ४-५ कुरुश्रवणस्त्रासदस्यवः, ६-९ उपमश्रवा मैत्रातिथिः। १ त्रिष्टुप् , प्रगाथः = ( २ बृहती, ३ सतोबृहती ),४-९ गायत्री ।
10.33.1
प्र मा॑ युयुज्रे प्र॒युजो॒ जना॑नां॒ वहा॑मि स्म पू॒षण॒मन्त॑रेण | विश्वे॑ दे॒वासो॒ अध॒ माम॑रक्षन्दु॒:शासु॒रागा॒दिति॒ घोष॑ आसीत् ||
THE urgings of the people have impelled me, and by,the nearest way I bring you Pūṣan. The Universal Gods have brought me safely. The cry was heard, Behold, Dubsasu cometh!
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10.33.1
प्र मा॑ युयुज्रे प्र॒युजो॒ जना॑नां॒ वहा॑मि स्म पू॒षण॒मन्त॑रेण | विश्वे॑ दे॒वासो॒ अध॒ माम॑रक्षन्दु॒:शासु॒रागा॒दिति॒ घोष॑ आसीत् ||
THE urgings of the people have impelled me, and by,the nearest way I bring you Pūṣan. The Universal Gods have brought me safely. The cry was heard, Behold, Dubsasu cometh!
10.33.2
सं मा॑ तपन्त्य॒भित॑: स॒पत्नी॑रिव॒ पर्श॑वः | नि बा॑धते॒ अम॑तिर्न॒ग्नता॒ जसु॒र्वेर्न वे॑वीयते म॒तिः ||
The ribs that compass me give pain and trouble me like rival wives. Indigence, nakedness, exhaustion press me sore: my mind is fluttering like a bird's.
10.33.3
मूषो॒ न शि॒श्ना व्य॑दन्ति मा॒ध्य॑ स्तो॒तारं॑ ते शतक्रतो | स॒कृत्सु नो॑ मघवन्निन्द्र मृळ॒याऽधा॑ पि॒तेव॑ नो भव ||
As rats eat weavers' threads, cares are consuming me, thy singer, gatakratu, me. Have mercy on us once, O Indra, Bounteous Lord: be thou a Father unto us.
10.33.4
कु॒रु॒श्रव॑णमावृणि॒ राजा॑नं॒ त्रास॑दस्यवम् | मंहि॑ष्ठं वा॒घता॒मृषि॑: ||
I the priests' Ṛṣi chose as prince most liberal Kurusravana, The son of Trasadasyu's son,
10.33.5
यस्य॑ मा ह॒रितो॒ रथे॑ ति॒स्रो वह॑न्ति साधु॒या | स्तवै॑ स॒हस्र॑दक्षिणे ||
Whose three bays harnessed to the car bear me straight onward: I will laud The giver of a thousand meeds,
10.33.6
यस्य॒ प्रस्वा॑दसो॒ गिर॑ उप॒मश्र॑वसः पि॒तुः | क्षेत्रं॒ न र॒ण्वमू॒चुषे॑ ||
The sire of Upamasravas, even him whose words were passing sweet, As a fair field is to its lord.
10.33.7
अधि॑ पुत्रोपमश्रवो॒ नपा॑न्मित्रातिथेरिहि | पि॒तुष्टे॑ अस्मि वन्दि॒ता ||
Mark, Upamasravas, his son, mark, grandson of Mitratithi: I am thy father's eulogist.
10.33.8
यदीशी॑या॒मृता॑नामु॒त वा॒ मर्त्या॑नाम् | जीवे॒दिन्म॒घवा॒ मम॑ ||
If I controlled Immortal Gods, yea, even were I Lord of men, My liberal prince were living still.
10.33.9
न दे॒वाना॒मति॑ व्र॒तं श॒तात्मा॑ च॒न जी॑वति | तथा॑ यु॒जा वि वा॑वृते ||
None lives, even had he hundred lives, beyond the statute of the Gods So am I parted from my friend.