HYMN CXI. SOMA PAVAMANA. · ३ अनानत: पारुच्छेपि: । पवमान: सोम: ।अत्यष्टि: ।
9.111.1
अ॒या रु॒चा हरि॑ण्या पुना॒नो विश्वा॒ द्वेषां॑सि तरति स्व॒युग्व॑भि॒: सूरो॒ न स्व॒युग्व॑भिः | धारा॑ सु॒तस्य॑ रोचते पुना॒नो अ॑रु॒षो हरि॑: | विश्वा॒ यद्रू॒पा प॑रि॒यात्यृक्व॑भिः स॒प्तास्ये॑भि॒ॠक्व॑भिः ||
WITH this his golden splendour purifying him, he with his own allies subdues all enemies, as Sara with his own allies. Cleansing himself with stream of juice he shines forth yellow-hued and red, when with the praisers he encompasses all forms, with praisers having seven mouths.
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9.111.1
अ॒या रु॒चा हरि॑ण्या पुना॒नो विश्वा॒ द्वेषां॑सि तरति स्व॒युग्व॑भि॒: सूरो॒ न स्व॒युग्व॑भिः | धारा॑ सु॒तस्य॑ रोचते पुना॒नो अ॑रु॒षो हरि॑: | विश्वा॒ यद्रू॒पा प॑रि॒यात्यृक्व॑भिः स॒प्तास्ये॑भि॒ॠक्व॑भिः ||
WITH this his golden splendour purifying him, he with his own allies subdues all enemies, as Sara with his own allies. Cleansing himself with stream of juice he shines forth yellow-hued and red, when with the praisers he encompasses all forms, with praisers having seven mouths.
9.111.2
त्वं त्यत्प॑णी॒नां वि॑दो॒ वसु॒ सं मा॒तृभि॑र्मर्जयसि॒ स्व आ दम॑ ऋ॒तस्य॑ धी॒तिभि॒र्दमे॑ | प॒रा॒वतो॒ न साम॒ तद्यत्रा॒ रण॑न्ति धी॒तय॑: | त्रि॒धातु॑भि॒ररु॑षीभि॒र्वयो॑ दधे॒ रोच॑मानो॒ वयो॑ दधे ||
That treasure of the Paṇis thou discoveredst; thou with thy mothers deckest thee in thine abode, with songs of worship in thine home. As ’twere from far, the hymn is heard, where holy songs resound in joy. He with the ruddy-hued, threefold hath won life-power, he, glittering, hath won life-power.
9.111.3
पूर्वा॒मनु॑ प्र॒दिशं॑ याति॒ चेकि॑त॒त्सं र॒श्मिभि॑र्यतते दर्श॒तो रथो॒ दैव्यो॑ दर्श॒तो रथ॑: | अग्म॑न्नु॒क्थानि॒ पौंस्येन्द्रं॒ जैत्रा॑य हर्षयन् | वज्र॑श्च॒ यद्भव॑थो॒ अन॑पच्युता स॒मत्स्वन॑पच्युता ||
He moves intelligent, directed to the East. The very beauteous car rivals the beams of light, the beautiful celestial car. Hymns, lauding manly valour, came, inciting Indra to success, that ye may be unconquered, both thy bolt and thou, both be unconquered in the war.