Sukta 117

मध्वः सोमस्याश्विना मदाय प्रत्नो होता विवासते वाम्। बर्हिष्मती रातिर्विश्रिता गीरिषा यातं नासत्योप वाजैः॥

madhvaḥ somasyāśvinā madāya pratno hotā vivāsate vām | barhiṣmatī rātirviśritā gīriṣā yātaṁ nāsatyopa vājaiḥ ||

ASVINS, your ancient priest invites you hither to gladden you with draughts of meath of Soma. Our gift is on the grass, our song apportioned: with food and strength come hither, O Nasatyas.

यो वामश्विना मनसो जवीयान्रथः स्वश्वो विश आजिगाति। येन गच्छथः सुकृतो दुरोणं तेन नरा वर्तिरस्मभ्यं यातम्॥

yo vāmaśvinā manaso javīyānrathaḥ svaśvo viśa ājigāti | yena gacchathaḥ sukṛto duroṇaṁ tena narā vartirasmabhyaṁ yātam ||

That car of yours, swifter than thought, O Asvins, which drawn by brave steeds cometh to the people, Whereon ye seek the dwelling of the pious,-come ye thereon to our abode, O Heroes.

ऋषिं नरावंहसः पाञ्चजन्यमृबीसादत्रिं मुञ्चथो गणेन। मिनन्ता दस्योरशिवस्य माया अनुपूर्वं वृषणा चोदयन्ता॥

ṛṣiṁ narāvaṁhasaḥ pāñcajanyamṛbīsādatriṁ muñcatho gaṇena | minantā dasyoraśivasya māyā anupūrvaṁ vṛṣaṇā codayantā ||

Ye freed sage Atri, whom the Five Tribes honoured, from the strait pit, ye Heroes with his people, Baffling the guiles of the malignant Dasyu, repelling them, ye Mighty in succession.

अश्वं न गूळ्हमश्विना दुरेवैरृषिं नरा वृषणा रेभमप्सु। सं तं रिणीथो विप्रुतं दंसोभिर्न वां जूर्यन्ति पूर्व्या कृतानि॥

aśvaṁ na gūḻhamaśvinā durevairṛṣiṁ narā vṛṣaṇā rebhamapsu | saṁ taṁ riṇītho viprutaṁ daṁsobhirna vāṁ jūryanti pūrvyā kṛtāni ||

Rebha the sage, ye mighty Heroes, Asvins! whom, like a horse, vile men had sunk in water,- Him, wounded, with your wondrous power ye rescued: your exploits of old time endure for ever.

सुषुप्वांसं न निरृतेरुपस्थे सूर्यं न दस्रा तमसि क्षियन्तम्। शुभे रुक्मं न दर्शतं निखातमुदूपथुरश्विना वन्दनाय॥

suṣupvāṁsaṁ na nirṛterupasthe sūryaṁ na dasrā tamasi kṣiyantam | śubhe rukmaṁ na darśataṁ nikhātamudūpathuraśvinā vandanāya ||

Ye brought forth Vandana, ye Wonder-Workers, for triumph, like fair gold that hath been buried, Like one who slumbered in destruction's bosom, or like the Sun when dwelling in the darkness.

तद्वां नरा शंस्यं पज्रियेण कक्षीवता नासत्या परिज्मन्। शफादश्वस्य वाजिनो जनाय शतं कुम्भाँ असिञ्चतं मधूनाम्॥

tadvāṁ narā śaṁsyaṁ pajriyeṇa kakṣīvatā nāsatyā parijman | śaphādaśvasya vājino janāya śataṁ kumbhā asiñcataṁ madhūnām ||

Kaksivan, Pajra's son, must laud that exploit of yours, Nasatyas, Heroes, ye who wander! When from the hoof of your strong horse ye showered a hundred jars of honey for the people.

युवं नरा स्तुवते कृष्णियाय विष्णाप्वं ददथुर्विश्वकाय। घोषायै चित्पितृषदे दुरोणे पतिं जूर्यन्त्या अश्विनावदत्तम्॥

yuvaṁ narā stuvate kṛṣṇiyāya viṣṇāpvaṁ dadathurviśvakāya | ghoṣāyai citpitṛṣade duroṇe patiṁ jūryantyā aśvināvadattam ||

To Krsna's son, to Visvaka who praised you, O Heroes, ye restored his son Visnapu. To Ghosa, living in her father's dwelling, stricken in years, ye gave a husband, Asvins.

युवं श्यावाय रुशतीमदत्तं महः क्षोणस्याश्विना कण्वाय। प्रवाच्यं तद्वृषणा कृतं वां यन्नार्षदाय श्रवो अध्यधत्तम्॥

yuvaṁ śyāvāya ruśatīmadattaṁ mahaḥ kṣoṇasyāśvinā kaṇvāya | pravācyaṁ tadvṛṣaṇā kṛtaṁ vāṁ yannārṣadāya śravo adhyadhattam ||

Rusati, of the mighty people, Asvins, ye gave to Syava of the line of Kanva. This deed of yours, ye Strong Ones should be published, that ye gave glory to the son of Nrsad.

पुरू वर्पांस्यश्विना दधाना नि पेदव ऊहथुराशुमश्वम्। सहस्रसां वाजिनमप्रतीतमहिहनं श्रवस्यं तरुत्रम्॥

purū varpāṁsyaśvinā dadhānā ni pedava ūhathurāśumaśvam | sahasrasāṁ vājinamapratītamahihanaṁ śravasyaṁ tarutram ||

O Asvins, wearing many forms at pleasure, on Pedu ye bestowed a fleet-foot courser, Strong, winner of a thousand spoils, resistless the serpent slayer, glorious, triumphant.

एतानि वां श्रवस्या सुदानू ब्रह्माङ्गूषं सदनं रोदस्योः। यद्वां पज्रासो अश्विना हवन्ते यातमिषा च विदुषे च वाजम्॥

etāni vāṁ śravasyā sudānū brahmāṅgūṣaṁ sadanaṁ rodasyoḥ | yadvāṁ pajrāso aśvinā havante yātamiṣā ca viduṣe ca vājam ||

These glorious things are yours, ye Bounteous Givers; prayer, praise in both worlds are your habitation. O Asvins, when the sons of Paira call you, send strength with nourishment to him who knoweth.

सूनोर्मानेनाश्विना गृणाना वाजं विप्राय भुरणा रदन्ता। अगस्त्ये ब्रह्मणा वावृधाना सं विश्पलां नासत्यारिणीतम्॥

sūnormānenāśvinā gṛṇānā vājaṁ viprāya bhuraṇā radantā | agastye brahmaṇā vāvṛdhānā saṁ viśpalāṁ nāsatyāriṇītam ||

Hymned with the reverence of a son, O Asvins ye Swift Ones giving booty to the singer, Glorified by Agastya with devotion, established Vispala again, Nasatyas.

कुह यान्ता सुष्टुतिं काव्यस्य दिवो नपाता वृषणा शयुत्रा। हिरण्यस्येव कलशं निखातमुदूपथुर्दशमे अश्विनाहन्॥

kuha yāntā suṣṭutiṁ kāvyasya divo napātā vṛṣaṇā śayutrā | hiraṇyasyeva kalaśaṁ nikhātamudūpathurdaśame aśvināhan ||

Ye Sons of Heaven, ye Mighty, whither went ye, sought ye, for his fair praise the home of Kdvya. When, like a pitcher full of gold, O Asvins, on the tenth day ye lifted up the buried?

युवं च्यवानमश्विना जरन्तं पुनर्युवानं चक्रथुः शचीभिः। युवो रथं दुहिता सूर्यस्य सह श्रिया नासत्यावृणीत॥

yuvaṁ cyavānamaśvinā jarantaṁ punaryuvānaṁ cakrathuḥ śacībhiḥ | yuvo rathaṁ duhitā sūryasya saha śriyā nāsatyāvṛṇīta ||

Ye with the aid of your great powers, O Asvins, restored to youth the ancient man Cyavana. The Daughter of the Sun with all her glory, O ye Nasatyas, chose your car to bear her.

युवं तुग्राय पूर्व्येभिरेवैः पुनर्मन्यावभवतं युवाना। युवं भुज्युमर्णसो निः समुद्राद्विभिरूहथुरृज्रेभिरश्वैः॥

yuvaṁ tugrāya pūrvyebhirevaiḥ punarmanyāvabhavataṁ yuvānā | yuvaṁ bhujyumarṇaso niḥ samudrādvibhirūhathurṛjrebhiraśvaiḥ ||

Ye, ever-youthful Ones, again remembered Tugra, according to your ancient manner: With horses brown of hue that flew with swift wings ye brought back Bhujyu from the sea of billows.

अजोहवीदश्विना तौग्र्यो वां प्रोळ्हः समुद्रमव्यथिर्जगन्वान्। निष्टमूहथुः सुयुजा रथेन मनोजवसा वृषणा स्वस्ति॥

ajohavīdaśvinā taugryo vāṁ proḻhaḥ samudramavyathirjaganvān | niṣṭamūhathuḥ suyujā rathena manojavasā vṛṣaṇā svasti ||

The son of Tugra had invoked you, Asvins; borne on he went uninjured through the ocean. Ye with your chariot swift as thought, well-harnessed, carried him off, O Mighty Ones, to safety.

अजोहवीदश्विना वर्तिका वामास्नो यत्सीममुञ्चतं वृकस्य। वि जयुषा ययथुः सान्वद्रेर्जातं विष्वाचो अहतं विषेण॥

ajohavīdaśvinā vartikā vāmāsno yatsīmamuñcataṁ vṛkasya | vi jayuṣā yayathuḥ sānvadrerjātaṁ viṣvāco ahataṁ viṣeṇa ||

The quail had invocated you, O Asvins, when from the wolf's devouring jaws ye freed her. With conquering car ye cleft the mountain's ridges: the offspring of Visvac ye killed with poison.

शतं मेषान्वृक्ये मामहानं तमः प्रणीतमशिवेन पित्रा। आक्षी ऋज्राश्वे अश्विनावधत्तं ज्योतिरन्धाय चक्रथुर्विचक्षे॥

śataṁ meṣānvṛkye māmahānaṁ tamaḥ praṇītamaśivena pitrā | ākṣī ṛjrāśve aśvināvadhattaṁ jyotirandhāya cakrathurvicakṣe ||

He whom for furnishing a hundred wethers to the she-wolf, his wicked father blinded, To him, Rjrasva, gave ye eyes, O Asvins; light to the blind ye sent for perfect vision.

शुनमन्धाय भरमह्वयत्सा वृकीरश्विना वृषणा नरेति। जारः कनीन इव चक्षदान ऋज्राश्वः शतमेकं च मेषान्॥

śunamandhāya bharamahvayatsā vṛkīraśvinā vṛṣaṇā nareti | jāraḥ kanīna iva cakṣadāna ṛjrāśvaḥ śatamekaṁ ca meṣān ||

To bring the blind man joy thus cried the she-wolf: O Asvins, O ye Mighty Ones, O Heroes, For me Rjrasva, like a youthful lover, hath. cut piecemeal one and a hundred wethers.

मही वामूतिरश्विना मयोभूरुत स्रामं धिष्ण्या सं रिणीथः। अथा युवामिदह्वयत्पुरंधिरागच्छतं सीं वृषणाववोभिः॥

mahī vāmūtiraśvinā mayobhūruta srāmaṁ dhiṣṇyā saṁ riṇīthaḥ | athā yuvāmidahvayatpuraṁdhirāgacchataṁ sīṁ vṛṣaṇāvavobhiḥ ||

Great and weal-giving is your aid, O Asvins, ye, objects of all thought, made whole the cripple. Purandhi also for this cause invoked you, and ye, O mighty, came to her with succours.

अधेनुं दस्रा स्तर्यं विषक्तामपिन्वतं शयवे अश्विना गाम्। युवं शचीभिर्विमदाय जायां न्यूहथुः पुरुमित्रस्य योषाम्॥

adhenuṁ dasrā staryaṁ viṣaktāmapinvataṁ śayave aśvinā gām | yuvaṁ śacībhirvimadāya jāyāṁ nyūhathuḥ purumitrasya yoṣām ||

Ye, Wonder-Workers, filled with milk for Sayu the milkless cow, emaciated, barren; And by your powers the child of Purumitra ye brought to Vimada to be his consort.

यवं वृकेणाश्विना वपन्तेषं दुहन्ता मनुषाय दस्रा। अभि दस्युं बकुरेणा धमन्तोरु ज्योतिश्चक्रथुरार्याय॥

yavaṁ vṛkeṇāśvinā vapanteṣaṁ duhantā manuṣāya dasrā | abhi dasyuṁ bakureṇā dhamantoru jyotiścakrathurāryāya ||

Ploughing and sowing barley, O ye Asvins, milking out food for men, ye Wonder-Workers, Blasting away the Dasyu with your trumpet, ye gave far-spreading light unto the Arya.

आथर्वणायाश्विना दधीचेऽश्व्यं शिरः प्रत्यैरयतम्। स वां मधु प्र वोचदृतायन्त्वाष्ट्रं यद्दस्रावपिकक्ष्यं वाम्॥

ātharvaṇāyāśvinā dadhīce'śvyaṁ śiraḥ pratyairayatam | sa vāṁ madhu pra vocadṛtāyantvāṣṭraṁ yaddasrāvapikakṣyaṁ vām ||

Ye brought the horse's head, Asvins, and gave it unto Dadhyac the offspring of Atharvan. True, he revealed to you, O WonderWorkers, sweet Soma, Tvastar's secret, as your girdle.

सदा कवी सुमतिमा चके वां विश्वा धियो अश्विना प्रावतं मे। अस्मे रयिं नासत्या बृहन्तमपत्यसाचं श्रुत्यं रराथाम्॥

sadā kavī sumatimā cake vāṁ viśvā dhiyo aśvinā prāvataṁ me | asme rayiṁ nāsatyā bṛhantamapatyasācaṁ śrutyaṁ rarāthām ||

O Sages, evermore I crave your favour: be gracious unto all my prayers, O Asvins. Grant me, Nasatyas, riches in abundance, wealth famous and accompanied with children.

हिरण्यहस्तमश्विना रराणा पुत्रं नरा वध्रिमत्या अदत्तम्। त्रिधा ह श्यावमश्विना विकस्तमुज्जीवस ऐरयतं सुदानू॥

hiraṇyahastamaśvinā rarāṇā putraṁ narā vadhrimatyā adattam | tridhā ha śyāvamaśvinā vikastamujjīvasa airayataṁ sudānū ||

With liberal bounty to the weakling's consorts ye, Heroes, gave a son Hiranyahasta; And Syava, cut into three several pieces, ye brougnt to life again, O bounteous Asvins.

एतानि वामश्विना वीर्याणि प्र पूर्व्याण्यायवोऽवोचन्। ब्रह्म कृण्वन्तो वृषणा युवभ्यां सुवीरासो विदथमा वदेम॥

etāni vāmaśvinā vīryāṇi pra pūrvyāṇyāyavo'vocan | brahma kṛṇvanto vṛṣaṇā yuvabhyāṁ suvīrāso vidathamā vadema ||

These your heroic exploits, O ye Asvins, done in the days. of old, have men related. May we, addressing prayer to you, ye Mighty, speak with brave sons about us to. the synod.