Rig Veda
etāyāmopa gavyanta indram asmākaṃ su pramatiṃ vāvṛdhāti anāmṛṇaḥ kuvid ād asya rāyo gavāṃ ketam param āvarjate naḥ
Come, fain for booty let us seek to Indra: yet more shall he increase his care that guides us. Will not the Indestructible endow us with perfect knowledge of this wealth, of cattle?
uped ahaṃ dhanadām apratītaṃ juṣṭāṃ na śyeno vasatim patāmi indraṃ namasyann upamebhir arkair ya stotṛbhyo havyo asti yāman
I fly to him invisible Wealth-giver as flies the falcon to his cherished eyrie, With fairest hymns of praise adoring Indra, whom those who laud him must invoke in battle.
ni sarvasena iṣudhīṃr asakta sam aryo gā ajati yasya vaṣṭi coṣkūyamāṇa indra bhūri vāmam mā paṇir bhūr asmad adhi pravṛddha
Mid all his host, he bindeth on the quiver: he driveth cattle from what foe he pleaseth: Gathering up great store of riches, Indra. be thou no trafficker with us, most mighty.
vadhīr hi dasyuṃ dhaninaṃ ghanena ekaś carann upaśākebhir indra dhanor adhi viṣuṇak te vy āyann ayajvānaḥ sanakāḥ pretim īyuḥ
Thou slewest with thy bolt the wealthy Dasyu, alone, yet going with thy helpers, Indra! Far from the floor of heaven in all directions, the ancient riteless ones fled to destruction.
parā cicchīrṣā vavṛjus ta indrāyajvāno yajvabhi spardhamānāḥ pra yad divo hariva sthātar ugra nir avratāṁ adhamo rodasyoḥ
Fighting with pious worshippers, the riteless turned and fled, Indra! with averted faces. When thou, fierce Lord of the Bay Steeds, the Stayer, blewest from earth and heaven and sky the godless.
ayuyutsann anavadyasya senām ayātayanta kṣitayo navagvāḥ vṛṣāyudho na vadhrayo niraṣṭāḥ pravadbhir indrāc citayanta āyan
They met in fight the army of the blameless: then the Navagvas put forth all their power. They, like emasculates with men contending, fled, conscious, by steep paths from Indra, scattered.
tvam etān rudato jakṣataś cāyodhayo rajasa indra pāre avādaho diva ā dasyum uccā pra sunvata stuvataḥ śaṃsam āvaḥ
Whether they weep or laugh, thou hast o'erthrown them, O Indra, on the sky's extremest limit. The Dasyu thou hast burned from heaven, and welcomed the prayer of him who pours the juice and lauds thee.
cakrāṇāsaḥ parīṇaham pṛthivyā hiraṇyena maṇinā śumbhamānāḥ na hinvānāsas titirus ta indram pari spaśo adadhāt sūryeṇa
Adorned with their array of gold and jewels, they o'er the earth a covering veil extended. Although they hastened, they o'ercame not Indra: their spies he compassed with the Sun of morning.
pari yad indra rodasī ubhe abubhojīr mahinā viśvataḥ sīm amanyamānāṁ abhi manyamānair nir brahmabhir adhamo dasyum indra
As thou enjoyest heaven and earth, O Indra, on every side surrounded with thy greatness, So thou with priests bast blown away the Dasyu, and those who worship not with those who worship.
na ye divaḥ pṛthivyā antam āpur na māyābhir dhanadām paryabhūvan yujaṃ vajraṃ vṛṣabhaś cakra indro nir jyotiṣā tamaso gā adukṣat
They who pervaded earth's extremest limit subdued not with their charms the Wealth-bestower: Indra, the Bull, made his ally the thunder, and with its light milked cows from out the darkness.
anu svadhām akṣarann āpo asyāvardhata madhya ā nāvyānām sadhrīcīnena manasā tam indra ojiṣṭhena hanmanāhann abhi dyūn
The waters flowed according to their nature; he raid the navigable streams waxed mighty. Then Indra, with his spirit concentrated, smote him for ever with his strongest weapon.
ny āvidhyad ilībiśasya dṛḍhā vi śṛṅgiṇam abhinacchuṣṇam indraḥ yāvat taro maghavan yāvadojo vajreṇa śatrum avadhīḥ pṛtanyum
Indra broke through Ilibisa's strong castles, and Sushna with his horn he cut to pieces: Thou, Maghavan, for all his might and swiftness, slewest thy fighting foeman with thy thunder
abhi sidhmo ajigād asya śatrūn vi tigmena vṛṣabheṇā puro 'bhet
Fierce on his enemies fell Indra's weapon: with. his sharp bull he rent their forts in pieces. He with his thunderbolt dealt blows on Vritra; and conquered, executing all his purpose.
āvaḥ kutsam indra yasmiñcākan prāvo yudhyantaṃ vṛṣabhaṃ daśadyum śaphacyuto reṇur nakṣata dyām ucchvaitreyo nṛṣāhyāya tasthau
Indra, thou helpest Kutsa whom thou lovedst, and guardedst brave Dagadyu when he battled, The dust of trampling horses rose to heaven, and Svitra's son stood up again for conquest.
āvaḥ śamaṃ vṛṣabhaṃ tugryāsu kṣetrajeṣe maghavañchvitryaṃ gām jyok cid atra tasthivāṃso akrañchatrūyatām adharā vedanākaḥ
Svitra's mild steer, O Maghavan thou helpest in combat for the land, mid Tugra's houses. Long stood they there before the task was ended: thou wast the master of the foemen's treasure.