DharmaPragya
Mandala 9, Hymn 101
Containing 16 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 1
Verse 1 of 16
SANSKRIT TEXT
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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 2
Verse 2 of 16
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यो धार॑या पाव॒कया॑ परिप्र॒स्यन्द॑ते सु॒तः इन्दु॒रश्वो॒ न कृत्व्यः॑
"He who with purifying stream, effused, comes flowing hitherward, Indu, is like an able steed."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 3
Verse 3 of 16
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तं दु॒रोष॑म॒भी नरः॒ सोमं॑ वि॒श्वाच्या॑ धि॒या य॒ज्ञं हि॑न्व॒न्त्यद्रि॑भिः
"The men with all-pervading song send unassailable Soma forth, By pressing-stones, to sacrifice."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 4
Verse 4 of 16
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सु॒तासो॒ मधु॑मत्तमाः॒ सोमा॒ इन्द्रा॑य म॒न्दिनः॑ प॒वित्र॑वन्तो अक्षरन्दे॒वान्ग॑च्छन्तु वो॒ मदाः॑
"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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 5
Verse 5 of 16
SANSKRIT TEXT
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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 6
Verse 6 of 16
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स॒हस्र॑धारः पवते समु॒द्रो वा॑चमीङ्ख॒यः सोमः॒ 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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 7
Verse 7 of 16
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अ॒यं पू॒षा र॒यिर्भगः॒ सोमः॑ पुना॒नो अ॑र्षति पति॒र्विश्व॑स्य॒ भूम॑नो॒ व्य॑ख्य॒द्रोद॑सी उ॒भे
"As Pûshan, Fortune, Bhaga, comes this Soma while they make him pure. He, Lord of the multitude, hath looked upon the earth and heaven."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 8
Verse 8 of 16
SANSKRIT TEXT
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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 9
Verse 9 of 16
SANSKRIT TEXT
य ओजि॑ष्ठ॒स्तमा भ॑र॒ पव॑मान श्र॒वाय्य॑म् यः पञ्च॑ चर्ष॒णीर॒भि र॒यिं येन॒ वना॑महै
"O Pavamâna, bring the juice, the mightiest, worthy to be famed, Which the Five Tribes have over them, whereby we may win opulence."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 10
Verse 10 of 16
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सोमाः॑ पवन्त॒ इन्द॑वो॒ऽस्मभ्यं॑ गातु॒वित्त॑माः मि॒त्राः सु॑वा॒ना अ॑रे॒पसः॑ स्वा॒ध्यः॑ स्व॒र्विदः॑
"For us the Soma juices flow, the drops best furtherers of our weal, Effused as friends without a spot, benevolent, finders of the light."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 11
Verse 11 of 16
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सु॒ष्वा॒णासो॒ व्यद्रि॑भि॒श्चिता॑ना॒ गोरधि॑ त्व॒चि इष॑म॒स्मभ्य॑म॒भितः॒ सम॑स्वरन्वसु॒विदः॑
"Effused by means of pressing-stones, upon the ox-hide visible, They, treasure-finders, have announced food unto us from every side."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 12
Verse 12 of 16
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ए॒ते पू॒ता वि॑प॒श्चितः॒ 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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 13
Verse 13 of 16
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प्र सु॑न्वा॒नस्यान्ध॑सो॒ मर्तो॒ न वृ॑त॒ तद्वचः॑ अप॒ श्वान॑मरा॒धसं॑ ह॒ता म॒खं न भृग॑वः
"Let not the power of men restrain the voice of the outpouring juice: As Bhr̥igu's sons chased Makha, so drive ye the greedy hound away."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 14
Verse 14 of 16
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आ जा॒मिरत्के॑ अव्यत भु॒जे न पु॒त्र ओ॒ण्योः॑ 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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 15
Verse 15 of 16
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स वी॒रो द॑क्ष॒साध॑नो॒ वि यस्त॒स्तम्भ॒ रोद॑सी हरिः॑ 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."
Mandala 9, Hymn 101, Verse 16
Verse 16 of 16
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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."