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Post by Anne Terri on Oct 25, 2011 11:13:18 GMT 1
RIGVEDA - BOOK 8- HYMN LXXXIV. Indra.
1. SONG-LOVER! like a charioteer come songs to thee when Soma flows. O Indra, they have called to thee as mother-kine unto their calves. 2 Bright juices bitherward have sped thee, Indra, Lover of the Song. Drink, Indra, of this flowing sap: in every house ’tis set for thee. 3 Drink Soma to inspirit thee, juice, Indra, which the Falcon brought: For thou art King and Sovran Lord of all the families of men. 4 O Indra, hear Tirasci's call, the call of him who serveth thee. Satisfy him with wealth of kine and valiant offspring: Great art thou. 5 For he, O Indra, hath produced for thee the newest gladdening song, A hymn that springs from careful thought, ancient, and full of sacred truth. 6 That Indra will we laud whom songs and hymns of praise have magnified. Striving to win, we celebrate his many deeds of hero might. 7 Come now and let us glorify pure Indra with pure Sāma hymns. Let the pure milky draught delight him strengthened by pure songs of praise. 8 O Indra, come thou pure to us, with pure assistance, pure thyself. Pure, send thou riches down to us, and, meet for Soma, pure, be glad. 9 O Indra, pure, vouchsafe us wealth, and, pure, enrich the worshipper. Pure, thou dost strike the Vṛtras dead, and strivest, pure, to win the spoil.
Bibliography: Rigveda, translated by Ralph Thomas Hotchkin Griffith, (1896)
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