Rigveda 9.101

HYMN CI. SOMA PAVAMANA · (१६) १-३अन्धीगु: श्यावाश्वि:,४-६ यायातिर्नाहुष:,७-९ नहुषो मानव:,१०-१२ मनु: सांवरण:, १३-१६ वैश्वामित्रो वाच्यो वा प्रजापति: । पवमान: सोम: । अनुष्टुप् , २-३ गायत्री ।

9.101.1

पु॒रोजि॑ती वो॒ अन्ध॑सः सु॒ताय॑ मादयि॒त्नवे॑ | अप॒ श्वानं॑ श्नथिष्टन॒ सखा॑यो दीर्घजि॒ह्व्य॑म् ||

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9.101.1

पु॒रोजि॑ती वो॒ अन्ध॑सः सु॒ताय॑ मादयि॒त्नवे॑ | अप॒ श्वानं॑ श्नथिष्टन॒ सखा॑यो दीर्घजि॒ह्व्य॑म् ||

FOR first possession of your juice, for the exhilarating drink, Drive ye away the dog, my friends, drive ye the long-tongued dog away.

9.101.2

यो धार॑या पाव॒कया॑ परिप्र॒स्यन्द॑ते सु॒तः | इन्दु॒रश्वो॒ न कृत्व्य॑: ||

He who with purifying stream, effused, comes flowing hitherward, Indu, is like an able steed.

9.101.3

तं दु॒रोष॑म॒भी नर॒: सोमं॑ वि॒श्वाच्या॑ धि॒या | य॒ज्ञं हि॑न्व॒न्त्यद्रि॑भिः ||

The men with all-pervading song send unassailable Soma forth, By pressing-stones, to sacrifice.

9.101.4

सु॒तासो॒ मधु॑मत्तमा॒: सोमा॒ इन्द्रा॑य म॒न्दिन॑: | प॒वित्र॑वन्तो अक्षरन्दे॒वान्ग॑च्छन्तु वो॒ मदा॑: ||

The Somas, very rich in sweets, for which the sieve is destined, flow, Effused, the source of Indra's joy: may your strong juices reach the Gods.

9.101.5

इन्दु॒रिन्द्रा॑य पवत॒ इति॑ दे॒वासो॑ अब्रुवन् | वा॒चस्पति॑र्मखस्यते॒ विश्व॒स्येशा॑न॒ ओज॑सा ||

Indu flows on for Indra's sake: thus have the Deities declared. The Lord of Speech exerts himself, Ruler of all, because of might.

9.101.6

स॒हस्र॑धारः पवते समु॒द्रो वा॑चमीङ्ख॒यः | सोम॒: पती॑ रयी॒णां सखेन्द्र॑स्य दि॒वेदि॑वे ||

Inciter of the voice of song, with thousand streams the ocean flows, Even Soma, Lord of opulence, the Friend of Indra, day by day.

9.101.7

अ॒यं पू॒षा र॒यिर्भग॒: सोम॑: पुना॒नो अ॑र्षति | पति॒र्विश्व॑स्य॒ भूम॑नो॒ व्य॑ख्य॒द्रोद॑सी उ॒भे ||

As Pūṣan, Fortune, Bhaga, comes this Soma while they make him pure. He, Lord of the multitude, hath looked upon the earth and heaven.

9.101.8

समु॑ प्रि॒या अ॑नूषत॒ गावो॒ मदा॑य॒ घृष्व॑यः | सोमा॑सः कृण्वते प॒थः पव॑मानास॒ इन्द॑वः ||

The dear cows lowed in joyful mood together to the gladdening drink. The drops as they were purified, the Soma juices, made then paths.

9.101.9

य ओजि॑ष्ठ॒स्तमा भ॑र॒ पव॑मान श्र॒वाय्य॑म् | यः पञ्च॑ चर्ष॒णीर॒भि र॒यिं येन॒ वना॑महै ||

O Pavamana, bring the juice, the mightiest, worthy to be famed, Which the Five Tribes have over them, whereby we may win opulence.

9.101.10

सोमा॑: पवन्त॒ इन्द॑वो॒ऽस्मभ्यं॑ गातु॒वित्त॑माः | मि॒त्राः सु॑वा॒ना अ॑रे॒पस॑: स्वा॒ध्य॑: स्व॒र्विद॑: ||

For us the Soma juices flow, the drops best furtherers of our weal, Effused as friends without a spot, benevolent, finders of the light.

9.101.11

सु॒ष्वा॒णासो॒ व्यद्रि॑भि॒श्चिता॑ना॒ गोरधि॑ त्व॒चि | इष॑म॒स्मभ्य॑म॒भित॒: सम॑स्वरन्वसु॒विद॑: ||

Effused by means of pressing-stones, upon the ox-hide visible, They, treasure-finders, have announced food unto us from every side.

9.101.12

ए॒ते पू॒ता वि॑प॒श्चित॒: सोमा॑सो॒ दध्या॑शिरः | सूर्या॑सो॒ न द॑र्श॒तासो॑ जिग॒त्नवो॑ ध्रु॒वा घृ॒ते ||

Tlese Soma juices, skilled in song, purified, blent with milk and curd, When moving and when firmly laid in oil, resemble lovely Suns.

9.101.13

प्र सु॑न्वा॒नस्यान्ध॑सो॒ मर्तो॒ न वृ॑त॒ तद्वच॑: | अप॒ श्वान॑मरा॒धसं॑ ह॒ता म॒खं न भृग॑वः ||

Let not the power of men restrain the voice of the outpouring juice: As Bhṛgu's sons chased Makha, so drive ye the greedy hound away.

9.101.14

आ जा॒मिरत्के॑ अव्यत भु॒जे न पु॒त्र ओ॒ण्यो॑: | सर॑ज्जा॒रो न योष॑णां व॒रो न योनि॑मा॒सद॑म् ||

The Friend hath wrapped him in his robe, as in his parents arms, a son. He went, as lover to a dame, to take his station suitor-like.

9.101.15

स वी॒रो द॑क्ष॒साध॑नो॒ वि यस्त॒स्तम्भ॒ रोद॑सी | हरि॑: प॒वित्रे॑ अव्यत वे॒धा न योनि॑मा॒सद॑म् ||

That Hero who produces strength, he who hath propped both worlds apart, Gold-hued, hath wrapped him in the sieve, to settle, priest-like, in his place.

9.101.16

अव्यो॒ वारे॑भिः पवते॒ सोमो॒ गव्ये॒ अधि॑ त्व॒चि | कनि॑क्रद॒द्वृषा॒ हरि॒रिन्द्र॑स्या॒भ्ये॑ति निष्कृ॒तम् ||

Soma upon the ox's skin through the sheep's wool flows purified. Bellowing out, the Tawny Steer goes on to Indra's special place.