Rigveda

Mandala 10, Hymn 95

Containing 18 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.

Rigveda

Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 1

ह॒ये जाये॒ मन॑सा॒ तिष्ठ॑ घोरे॒ वचां॑सि मि॒श्रा कृ॑णवावहै॒ नु न नौ॒ मन्त्रा॒ अनु॑दितास ए॒ते मय॑स्कर॒न्पर॑तरे च॒नाह॑न्

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Ho there, my consort! Stay, thou fierce-souled lady, and let us reason for a while together. Such thoughts as these of ours, while yet unspoken in days gone by have never brought us comfort."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 2

किमे॒ता वा॒चा कृ॑णवा॒ तवा॒हं प्राक्र॑मिषमु॒षसा॑मग्रि॒येव॑ पुरू॑रवः॒ पुन॒रस्तं॒ परे॑हि दुराप॒ना वात॑ इवा॒हम॑स्मि

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"What am I now to do with this thy saying? I have gone from thee like the first of Mornings. Purûravâs, return thou to thy dwelling: I, like the wind, am difficult to capture."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 3

इषु॒र्न श्रि॒य इ॑षु॒धेर॑स॒ना गो॒षाः श॑त॒सा न रंहिः॑ अ॒वीरे॒ क्रतौ॒ वि द॑विद्युत॒न्नोरा॒ न मा॒युं चि॑तयन्त॒ धुन॑यः

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Like a shaft sent for glory from the quiver, or swift-steed winning cattle winning hundreds. The lightning seemed to flash, as cowards planned it. The minstrels bleated like a lamb in trouble."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 4

सा वसु॒ दध॑ती॒ श्वशु॑राय॒ वय॒ उषो॒ यदि॒ वष्ट्यन्ति॑गृहात् अस्तं॑ ननक्षे॒ यस्मि॑ञ्चा॒कन्दिवा॒ नक्तं॑ श्नथि॒ता वै॑त॒सेन॑

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Giving her husband's father life and riches, from the near dwelling, when her lover craved her, She sought the home wherein she found her pleasure, accepting day and night her lord's embraces."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 5

त्रिः स्म॒ माह्नः॑ श्नथयो वैत॒सेनो॒त स्म॒ मेऽव्य॑त्यै पृणासि पुरू॑र॒वोऽनु॑ ते॒ केत॑मायं॒ राजा॑ मे वीर त॒न्व१॒॑स्तदा॑सीः

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Thrice in the day didst thou embrace thy consort, though coldly she received thy fond caresses. To thy desires, Purûravâs, I yielded: so wast thou king, O hero, of my body."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 6

या सु॑जू॒र्णिः श्रेणिः॑ सु॒म्नआ॑पिर्ह्र॒देच॑क्षु॒र्न ग्र॒न्थिनी॑ चर॒ण्युः ता अ॒ञ्जयो॑ऽरु॒णयो॒ न स॑स्रुः श्रि॒ये गावो॒ न धे॒नवो॑ऽनवन्त

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"The maids Sujûrṇi, Ṣreṇi, Sumne-âpi, Charaṇyu, Granthinî, and Hradechakshus,– These like red kine have hastened forth, the bright ones, and like milch-cows have lowed in emulation."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 7

सम॑स्मि॒ञ्जाय॑मान आसत॒ ग्ना उ॒तेम॑वर्धन्न॒द्य१॒॑ः स्वगू॑र्ताः म॒हे यत्त्वा॑ पुरूरवो॒ रणा॒याव॑र्धयन्दस्यु॒हत्या॑य दे॒वाः

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"While he was born the Dames sate down together, the Rivers with free kindness gave him nurture; And then, Purûravâs, the Gods increased thee for mighty battle, to destroy the Dasyus."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 8

सचा॒ यदा॑सु॒ जह॑ती॒ष्वत्क॒ममा॑नुषीषु॒ मानु॑षो नि॒षेवे॑ अप॑ स्म॒ मत्त॒रस॑न्ती॒ न भु॒ज्युस्ता अ॑त्रसन्रथ॒स्पृशो॒ नाश्वाः॑

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"When I, a mortal, wooed to mine embraces these heavenly nymphs who laid aside their raiment, Like a scared snake they fled from me in terror, like chariot horses when the car has touched them."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 9

यदा॑सु॒ मर्तो॑ अ॒मृता॑सु नि॒स्पृक्सं क्षो॒णीभिः॒ क्रतु॑भि॒र्न पृ॒ङ्क्ते ता आ॒तयो॒ न त॒न्वः॑ शुम्भत॒ स्वा अश्वा॑सो॒ न क्री॒ळयो॒ दन्द॑शानाः

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"When, loving these Immortal Ones, the mortal hath converse with the nymphs as they allow him. Like swans they show the beauty of their bodies, like horses in their play they bite and nibble."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 10

वि॒द्युन्न या पत॑न्ती॒ दवि॑द्यो॒द्भर॑न्ती मे॒ अप्या॒ काम्या॑नि जनि॑ष्टो अ॒पो नर्यः॒ सुजा॑तः॒ प्रोर्वशी॑ तिरत दी॒र्घमायुः॑

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"She who flashed brilliant as the falling lightning brought me delicious presents from the waters. Now from the flood be born a strong young hero May Urvaṣî prolong her life for ever"

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 11

ज॒ज्ञि॒ष इ॒त्था गो॒पीथ्या॑य॒ हि द॒धाथ॒ तत्पु॑रूरवो म॒ ओजः॑ अशा॑सं त्वा वि॒दुषी॒ सस्मि॒न्नह॒न्न म॒ आशृ॑णोः॒ किम॒भुग्व॑दासि

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Thy birth hath made me drink from earthly milch-kine: this power, Purûravâs, hast thou vouchsafed me. I knew, and, warned thee, on that day. Thou wouldst not hear me. What sayest thou, when naught avails thee?"

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 12

क॒दा सू॒नुः पि॒तरं॑ जा॒त इ॑च्छाच्च॒क्रन्नाश्रु॑ वर्तयद्विजा॒नन् को दम्प॑ती॒ सम॑नसा॒ वि यू॑यो॒दध॒ यद॒ग्निः श्वशु॑रेषु॒ दीद॑यत्

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"When will the son be born and seek his father? Mourner-like, will he weep when first he knows him? Who shall divide the accordant wife and husband, while fire is shining with thy consort's parents?"

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 13

प्रति॑ ब्रवाणि व॒र्तय॑ते॒ अश्रु॑ च॒क्रन्न क्र॑न्ददा॒ध्ये॑ शि॒वायै॑ प्र तत्ते॑ हिनवा॒ यत्ते॑ अ॒स्मे परे॒ह्यस्तं॑ न॒हि मू॑र॒ मापः॑

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"I will console him when his tears are falling: he shall not weep and cry for care that blesses. That which is thine, between us, will I send thee. Go home again, thou fool;.thou hast not won me."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 14

सु॒दे॒वो अ॒द्य प्र॒पते॒दना॑वृत्परा॒वतं॑ पर॒मां गन्त॒वा उ॑ अधा॒ शयी॑त॒ निर्ऋ॑तेरु॒पस्थेऽधै॑नं॒ वृका॑ रभ॒सासो॑ अ॒द्युः

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Thy lover shall flee forth this day for ever, to seek, without return, the farthest distance. Then let his bed be in Destruction's bosom, and there let fierce rapacious wolves devour him."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 15

पुरू॑रवो॒ मा मृ॑था॒ मा प्र प॑प्तो॒ मा त्वा॒ वृका॑सो॒ अशि॑वास उ क्षन् न वै स्त्रैणा॑नि स॒ख्यानि॑ सन्ति सालावृ॒काणां॒ हृद॑यान्ये॒ता

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Nay, do not die, Purûravâs, nor vanish: let not the evil-omened wolves devour thee. With women there can be no lasting friendship: hearts of hyenas are the hearts of women."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 16

यद्विरू॒पाच॑रं॒ मर्त्ये॒ष्वव॑सं॒ रात्रीः॑ श॒रद॒श्चत॑स्रः घृ॒तस्य॑ स्तो॒कं स॒कृदह्न॑ आश्नां॒ तादे॒वेदं ता॑तृपा॒णा च॑रामि

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"When amid men in altered shape I sojourned, and through four autumns spent the nights among them, I tasted once a day a drop of butter; and even now with that am I am contented."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 17

अ॒न्त॒रि॒क्ष॒प्रां रज॑सो वि॒मानी॒मुप॑ शिक्षाम्यु॒र्वशीं॒ वसि॑ष्ठः उप॑ त्वा रा॒तिः सु॑कृ॒तस्य॒ तिष्ठा॒न्नि व॑र्तस्व॒ हृद॑यं तप्यते मे

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"I, her best love, call Urvaṣî to meet me, her who fills air and measures out the region. Let the gift brought by piety approach thee. Turn thou to me again: my heart is troubled."

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Mandala 10, Hymn 95, Verse 18

इति॑ त्वा दे॒वा इ॒म आ॑हुरैळ॒ यथे॑मे॒तद्भव॑सि मृ॒त्युब॑न्धुः प्र॒जा ते॑ दे॒वान्ह॒विषा॑ यजाति स्व॒र्ग उ॒ त्वमपि॑ मादयासे

Translations (english)
Ralph T.H. Griffith

"Thus speak these Gods to thee, O son of Iḷâ: As death hath verily got thee for his subject, Thy sons shall serve the Gods with their oblation, and thou, moreover, shalt rejoice in Svarga."