9.16.1
प्र ते॑ सो॒तार॑ ओ॒ण्यो॒३ रसं॒ मदा॑य॒ घृष्व॑ये | सर्गो॒ न त॒क्त्येत॑शः ||
THE pressers from the Soma-press send forth thy juice for rapturous joy The speckled sap runs like a flood.
Rigveda 9.16
HYMN XVI. SOMA PAVAMANA. · ८ काश्यपोऽसितो देवलो वा । पवमान: सोम: । गायत्री ।
9.16.1
प्र ते॑ सो॒तार॑ ओ॒ण्यो॒३ रसं॒ मदा॑य॒ घृष्व॑ये | सर्गो॒ न त॒क्त्येत॑शः ||
THE pressers from the Soma-press send forth thy juice for rapturous joy The speckled sap runs like a flood.
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9.16.2
क्रत्वा॒ दक्ष॑स्य र॒थ्य॑म॒पो वसा॑न॒मन्ध॑सा | गो॒षामण्वे॑षु सश्चिम ||
With strength we follow through the sieve him who brings might and wins the kine, Enrobed in water with his juice.
9.16.3
अन॑प्तम॒प्सु दु॒ष्टरं॒ सोमं॑ प॒वित्र॒ आ सृ॑ज | पु॒नी॒हीन्द्रा॑य॒ पात॑वे ||
Pour on the sieve the Soma, ne’er subdued in waters, waterless, And make it pure for Indra's drink.
9.16.4
प्र पु॑ना॒नस्य॒ चेत॑सा॒ सोम॑: प॒वित्रे॑ अर्षति | क्रत्वा॑ स॒धस्थ॒मास॑दत् ||
Moved by the purifier's thought, the Soma flows into the sieve: By wisdom it hath gained its home.
9.16.5
प्र त्वा॒ नमो॑भि॒रिन्द॑व॒ इन्द्र॒ सोमा॑ असृक्षत | म॒हे भरा॑य का॒रिण॑: ||
With humble homage, Indra, have the Soma-drops flowed forth to thee, Contending for the glorious prize.
9.16.6
पु॒ना॒नो रू॒पे अ॒व्यये॒ विश्वा॒ अर्ष॑न्न॒भि श्रिय॑: | शूरो॒ न गोषु॑ तिष्ठति ||
Purified in his fleecy garb, attaining every beauty, he Stands, hero-like, amid the kine.
9.16.7
दि॒वो न सानु॑ पि॒प्युषी॒ धारा॑ सु॒तस्य॑ वे॒धस॑: | वृथा॑ प॒वित्रे॑ अर्षति ||
Swelling, as ’twere, to heights of heaven, the stream of the creative juice Falls lightly on the cleansing sieve.
9.16.8
त्वं सो॑म विप॒श्चितं॒ तना॑ पुना॒न आ॒युषु॑ | अव्यो॒ वारं॒ वि धा॑वसि ||
Thus, Soma, purifying himwho knoweth song mid living men, Thou wanderest through the cloth of wool.