Rig Veda
parīto ṣiñcatā sutaṃ somo ya uttamaṃ haviḥ dadhanvāṁ yo naryo apsv antar ā suṣāva somam adribhiḥ
Hence sprinkle forth the juice effused, Soma, the best of sacred gifts, Who, friend of man, hath run amid the water-streams. He hath pressed Soma out with stones.
nūnam punāno 'vibhiḥ pari sravādabdhaḥ surabhintaraḥ sute cit tvāpsu madāmo andhasā śrīṇanto gobhir uttaram
Now, being purified, flow hither through the fleece inviolate and most odorous. We ladden thee in waters when thou art effused, blending thee still with juice and milk.
pari suvānaś cakṣase devamādanaḥ kratur indur vicakṣaṇaḥ
Pressed out for all to see, delighting Gods, Indu, Far-sighted One, is mental power.
punānaḥ soma dhārayāpo vasāno arṣasi ā ratnadhā yonim ṛtasya sīdasy utso deva hiraṇyayaḥ
Cleansing thee, Soma, in thy stream, thou flowest in a watery robe: Giver of wealth, thou sittest in the place of Law, O God, a fountain made of gold.
duhāna ūdhar divyam madhu priyam pratnaṃ sadhastham āsadat āpṛcchyaṃ dharuṇaṃ vājy arṣati nṛbhir dhūto vicakṣaṇaḥ
Milking the heavenly udder for dear meath, he hath sat in the ancient gathering place. Washed by the men, the Strong Farseeing One streams forth nutritious food that all desire.
punānaḥ soma jāgṛvir avyo vāre pari priyaḥ tvaṃ vipro abhavo 'ṅgirastamo madhvā yajñam mimikṣa naḥ
O Soma, while they cleanse thee, dear and watchful in the sheep's long wool, Thou hast become a Singer most like Angiras: thou madest Surya mount to heaven.
somo mīḍhvān pavate gātuvittama ṛṣir vipro vicakṣaṇaḥ tvaṃ kavir abhavo devavītama ā sūryaṃ rohayo divi
Bountiful, best of furtherers, Soma floweth on, Rishi and Singer, keen of sight. Thou hast become a Sage most welcome to the Gods: thou madest Surya mount to heaven.
soma u ṣuvāṇaḥ sotṛbhir adhi ṣṇubhir avīnām aśvayeva haritā yāti dhārayā mandrayā yāti dhārayā
Pressed out by pressers, Soma goes over the fleecy backs of sheep, Goes, even as with a mare, in tawny coloured stream, goes in exhilarating stream.
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Down to the water-Soma, rich in kine hath flowed with cows, with cows that have been milked. They have approached the mixing-vessel as a sea: the cheerer streams for the carouse.
ā soma suvāno adribhis tiro vārāṇy avyayā jano na puri camvor viśaddhariḥ sado vaneṣu dadhiṣe
Effused by stones, O Soma, and urged through the long wool of the sheep, Thou, entering the saucers as a man the fort, gold-hued hast settled in the wood.
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He beautifies himself through the sheep's long fine wool, like an impetuous steed in war, Even Soma Pavamana who shall be the joy of sages and of holy bards.
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O Soma,-for the feast of Gods, river-like he hath swelled with surge, With the stalk's juice, exhilarating, resting not, into the vat that drops with meath.
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Like a dear son who must be decked, the Lovely One hath clad him in a shining robe. Men skillful at their work drive him forth, like a car, into the rivers from their bands.
abhi somāsa āyavaḥ pavante madyam madam samudrasyādhi viṣṭapi manīṣiṇo matsarāsaḥ svarvidaḥ
The living drops of Soma juice pour, as they flow, the gladdening drink, Intelligent drops above the basin of the sea, exhilarating, finding light.
tarat samudram pavamāna ūrmiṇā rājā deva ṛtam bṛhat arṣan mitrasya varuṇasya dharmaṇā pra hinvāna ṛtam bṛhat
May Pavamana, King and God, speed with his wave over the sea the lofty rite: May he by Mitra's and by Varuna's decree flow furthering the lofty rite.
nṛbhir yemāno haryato vicakṣaṇo rājā devaḥ samudriyaḥ
Far-seeing, lovely, guided by the men, the God whose home is in the sea-
indrāya pavate madaḥ somo marutvate sutaḥ sahasradhāro aty avyam arṣati tam ī mṛjanty āyavaḥ
Soma, the gladdening juice, flows pressed for Indra with his Marut host: He hastens o'er the fleece with all his thousand streams: men make him bright and beautiful.
punānaś camū janayan matiṃ kaviḥ somo deveṣu raṇyati apo vasānaḥ pari gobhir uttaraḥ sīdan vaneṣv avyata
Purified in the bowl and gendering the hymn, wise Soma joys among the Gods. Robed in the flood, the Mighty One hath clad himself with milk and settled in the vats.
tavāhaṃ soma rāraṇa sakhya indo dive dive purūṇi babhro ni caranti mām ava paridhīṃr ati tāṁ ihi
O Soma, Indu, every day thy friendship hath been my delight. Many fiends follow me; help me, thou Tawny-hued; pass on beyond these barriers.
utāhaṃ naktam uta soma te divā sakhyāya babhra ūdhani ghṛṇā tapantam ati sūryam paraḥ śakunā iva paptima
Close to thy bosom am I, Soma, day and night. O Tawny-hued, for friendship sake. Surya himself refulgent with his glow have we o'ertaken in his course like birds.
mṛjyamānaḥ suhastya samudre vācam invasi rayim piśaṅgam bahulam puruspṛham pavamānābhy arṣasi
Deft-handcd! thou when purified liftest thy voice amid the sea. Thou, Pavamana, makest riches flow to us, yellow, abundant, much-desired.
mṛjāno vāre pavamāno avyaye vṛṣāva cakrado vane devānāṃ soma pavamāna niṣkṛtaṃ gobhir añjāno arṣasi
Making thee pure and bright in the sheep's long wool, tbou hast bellowed, steer like, in the wood. Thou flowest, Soma Pavamana, balmed with milk unto the special place of Gods.
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Flow on to win us strength, flow on to lofty lore of every kind. Thou, Soma, as Exhilarator wast the first to spread the sea abroad for Gods.
sa tū pavasva pari pārthivaṃ rajo divyā ca soma dharmabhiḥ tvāṃ viprāso matibhir vicakṣaṇa śubhraṃ hinvanti dhītibhiḥ
Flow to the realm of earth, flow to the realm of heaven, O Soma, in thy righteous ways. Fair art thou whom the sages, O Far-seeing One, urge onward with their songs and hymns.
pavamānā asṛkṣata pavitram ati dhārayā marutvanto matsarā indriyā hayā medhām abhi prayāṃsi ca
Over the cleansing sieve have flowed the Pavamanas in a stream, Girt by the Maruts, gladdening, Steeds with Indra's strength, for wisdom and for dainty food.
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Urged onward by the pressers, clad in watery robes, Indu is speeding to the vat. He gendering light, hath made the glad Cows low, while he takes them as his garb of state.