Rig Veda
vaiśvānarāya mīﾱhuṣe sajoṣāḥ kathā dāśemāgnaye bṛhad bhāḥ anūnena bṛhatā vakṣathenopa stabhāyad upamin na rodhaḥ
How shall we give with one accord oblation to Agni, to Vaisvanara the Bounteous? Great light, with full high growth hath he uplifted, and, as a pillar bears the roof, sustains it.
mā nindata ya imām mahyaṃ rātiṃ devo dadau martyāya svadhāvān pākāya gṛtso amṛto vicetā vaiśvānaro nṛtamo yahvo agniḥ
Reproach not him who, God and self reliant, vouchsafed this bounty unto me a mortal,- Deathless, discerner, wise, to me the simple, Vaisvanara most manly, youthful Aini.
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Sharp-pointed, powerful, strong, of boundless vigour, Agni who knows the lofty hymn, kept secret As the lost milch-cow's track, the doubly Mighty,-he hath declared to me this hidden knowledge.
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May he with sharpened teeth, the Bounteous Giver, Agni, consume with flame most fiercely glowing. Those who regard not Varuna's commandments and the dear steadfast laws of sapient Mitra.
abhrātaro na yoṣaṇo vyantaḥ patiripo na janayo durevāḥ pāpāsaḥ santo anṛtā asatyā idam padam ajanatā gabhīram
Like youthful women without brothers, straying, like dames who hate their lords, of evil conduct, They who are full of sin, untrue, unfaithful, they have engendered this abysmal station.
idam me agne kiyate pāvakāminate gurum bhāraṃ na manma bṛhad dadhātha dhṛṣatā gabhīraṃ yahvam pṛṣṭham prayasā saptadhātu
To me, weak, innocent, thou, luminous Agni, bast boldly given as 'twere a heavy burthen, This Prishtha hymn, profound and strong and mighty, of seven elements, and with offered dainties.
tam in nv eva samanā samānam abhi kratvā punatī dhītir aśyāḥ sasasya carmann adhi cāru pṛśner agre rupa ārupitaṃ jabāru
So may our song that purifies, through wisdom reach in a moment him the Universal, Established on the height, on earth's best .station, above the beauteous grassy skin of Prisni.
pravācyaṃ vacasaḥ kim me asya guhā hitam upa niṇig vadanti yad usriyāṇām apa vār iva vran pāti priyaṃ rupo agram padaṃ veḥ
Of this my speech what shall I utter further? They indicate the milk stored up in secret When they have thrown as 'twere the cows' stalls open. The Bird protects earths' best and well-loved station.
idam u tyan mahi mahām anīkaṃ yad usriyā sacata pūrvyaṃ gauḥ ṛtasya pade adhi dīdyānaṃ guhā raghuṣyad raghuyad viveda
This is the Great Ones' mighty apparition which from of old the radiant Cow hath followed. This, shining brightly in the place of Order, swift, hasting on in secret, she discovered.
adha dyutānaḥ pitroḥ sacāsāmanuta guhyaṃ cāru pṛśneḥ mātuṣ pade parame anti ṣad gor vṛṣṇaḥ śociṣaḥ prayatasya jihvā
He then who shone together with his Parents remembered Prisni's fair and secret treasure, Which, in the Mother Cow's most lofty station, the Bull's tongue, of the flame bent forward, tasted.
ṛtaṃ voce namasā pṛcchyamānas tavāśasā jātavedo yadīdam tvam asya kṣayasi yaddha viśvaṃ divi yad u draviṇaṃ yat pṛthivyām
With reverence I declare the Law, O Agni; what is, comes by thine order, Jatavedas. Of this, whate'er it be, thou art the Sovran, yea, all the wealth that is in earth or heaven.
kiṃ no asya draviṇaṃ kaddha ratnaṃ vi no voco jātavedaś cikitvān guhādhvanaḥ paramaṃ yan no asya reku padaṃ na nidānā aganma
What is our wealth therefrom, and what our treasure? Tell us O Jatavedas, for thou knowest, What is our best course in this secret passage: we, unreproached, have reached a t)lace far distant.
kā maryādā vayunā kaddha vāmam acchā gamema raghavo na vājam kadā no devīr amṛtasya patnīḥ sūro varṇena tatanann uṣāsaḥ
What is the limit, what the rules, the guerdon? Like fleet-foot coursers speed we to the contest. When will the Goddesses, the Immortal's Spouses, the Dawns, spread over us the Sun-God's splendour?
anireṇa vacasā phalgvena pratītyena kṛdhunātṛpāsaḥ adhā te agne kim ihā vadanty anāyudhāsa āsatā sacantām
Unsatisfied, with speech devoid of vigour, scanty and frivolous and inconclusive, Wherefore do they address thee here, O Agni? Let these who have no weapons suffer sorrow.
asya śriye samidhānasya vṛṣṇo vasor anīkaṃ dama ā ruroca ruśad vasānaḥ sudṛśīkarūpaḥ kṣitir na rāyā puruvāro adyaut
The majesty of him the Good, the Mighty, aflame, hath shone for glory in the dwelling. He, clothed in light, hath shone most fair to look on, wealthy in boons, as a home shines with riches.