Ṛgveda · Sūkta 1.164
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1.164.1
अ॒स्य वा॒मस्य॑ पलि॒तस्य॒ होतु॒स्तस्य॒ भ्राता॑ मध्य॒मो अ॒स्त्यश्नः॑ ।
तृ॒तीयो॒ भ्राता॑ घृ॒तपृ॑ष्ठो अ॒स्यात्रा॑पश्यं वि॒श्पतिं॑ स॒प्तपु॑त्रम् ॥
Its three brothers: the middle one, and the third with a ghee-shining back. Here I saw the lord of the clans who has seven sons.
1.164.2
स॒प्त यु॑ञ्जन्ति॒ रथ॒मेक॑चक्र॒मेको॒ अश्वो॑ वहति स॒प्तना॑मा ।
त्रि॒नाभि॑ च॒क्रम॒जर॑मन॒र्वं यत्रे॒मा विश्वा॒ भुव॒नाधि॑ त॒स्थुः ॥
Seven yoke the one-wheeled chariot; one horse with seven names draws it. The three-hubbed wheel, ageless and undecaying, on which all these worlds stand.
1.164.3
इ॒मं रथ॒मधि॒ ये स॒प्त त॒स्थुः स॒प्तच॑क्रं स॒प्त व॑ह॒न्त्यश्वाः॑ ।
स॒प्त स्वसा॑रो अ॒भि सं न॑वन्ते॒ यत्र॒ गवां॒ निहि॑ता स॒प्त नाम॑ ॥
The seven who stand upon this chariot, the seven-wheeled, seven horses carry it. Seven sisters move together toward it, where the seven names of the cows are placed.
1.164.4
को द॑दर्श प्रथ॒मं जाय॑मानमस्थ॒न्वन्तं॒ यद॑न॒स्था बिभ॑र्ति ।
भूम्या॒ असु॒रसृ॑गा॒त्मा क्व॑ स्वि॒त्को वि॒द्वांस॒मुप॑ गा॒त्प्रष्टु॑मे॒तत् ॥
Who saw the first being born, that which has no bones bearing that which has bones? Where are the breath, blood and self of the earth? Who will go to a knowing one to ask this?
1.164.5
पाकः॑ पृच्छामि॒ मन॒सावि॑जानन्दे॒वाना॑मे॒ना निहि॑ता प॒दानि॑ ।
व॒त्से ब॒ष्कयेऽधि॑ स॒प्त तन्तू॒न्वि त॑त्निरे क॒वय॒ ओत॒वा उ॑ ॥
Not knowing, I ask with my mind: where are these steps of the gods placed? Upon the calf and the spinning cord seven threads were stretched; the seers stretched out the warp to weave.
1.164.6
अचि॑कित्वाञ्चिकि॒तुष॑श्चि॒दत्र॑ क॒वीन्पृ॑च्छामि वि॒द्मने॒ न वि॒द्वान् ।
वि यस्त॒स्तम्भ॒ षळि॒मा रजां॑सि अ॒जस्य॑ रू॒पे किमपि॑ स्वि॒देक॑म् ॥
Knowing here, yet not knowing, I ask the wise poets to learn: who it was who firmly separated these six regions? In the form of the unborn, is it indeed one single thing?
1.164.7
इ॒ह ब्र॑वीतु॒ य ई॑म॒ङ्ग वेदा॒स्य वा॒मस्य॒ निहि॑तं प॒दं वेः ।
शी॒र्ष्णः क्षी॒रं दु॑ह्रते॒ गावो॑ अस्य व॒व्रिं वसा॑ना उद॒कं प॒दापुः॑ ॥
Here let him who knows this speak: the foot of the bird of Vāma has been placed. From the head the cows milk out milk; wearing a veil, they drank water with their feet.
1.164.8
मा॒ता पि॒तर॑मृ॒त आ ब॑भाज धी॒त्यग्रे॒ मन॑सा॒ सं हि ज॒ग्मे ।
सा बी॑भ॒त्सुर्गर्भ॑रसा॒ निवि॑द्धा॒ नम॑स्वन्त॒ इदु॑पवा॒कमी॑युः ॥
The mother shared out the father within ṛta; at the beginning she joined him by thought and mind. She, the terrible one, bound with womb-juice, reverently came to the offering-speech.
1.164.9
यु॒क्ता मा॒तासी॑द्धु॒रि दक्षि॑णाया॒ अति॑ष्ठ॒द्गर्भो॑ वृज॒नीष्व॒न्तः ।
अमी॑मेद्व॒त्सो अनु॒ गाम॑पश्यद्विश्वरू॒प्यं॑ त्रि॒षु योज॑नेषु ॥
The mother was yoked at the yoke of the right-hand (sacrifice); the embryo stood within the enclosures. The calf, following the cow, saw the many-formed one on three journeys.
1.164.10
ति॒स्रो मा॒तॄस्त्रीन्पि॒तॄन्बिभ्र॒देक॑ ऊ॒र्ध्वस्त॑स्थौ॒ नेमव॑ ग्लापयन्ति ।
म॒न्त्रय॑न्ते दि॒वो अ॒मुष्य॑ पृ॒ष्ठे वि॑श्व॒विदं॒ वाच॒मवि॑श्वमिन्वाम् ॥
One who bears three mothers and three fathers stands high; they do not cause him to fall. On the back of that heaven they speak together of all-knowing speech, and there is also uninformed speech.
1.164.11
द्वाद॑शारं न॒हि तज्जरा॑य॒ वर्व॑र्ति च॒क्रं परि॒ द्यामृ॒तस्य॑ ।
आ पु॒त्रा अ॑ग्ने मिथु॒नासो॒ अत्र॑ स॒प्त श॒तानि॑ विंश॒तिश्च॑ तस्थुः ॥
That twelve-spoked wheel is not for decay; the wheel of ṛta revolves around the sky. O Agni, here stand the paired sons — seven hundred and twenty.
1.164.12
पञ्च॑पादं पि॒तरं॒ द्वाद॑शाकृतिं दि॒व आ॑हुः॒ परे॒ अर्धे॑ पुरी॒षिण॑म् ।
अथे॒मे अ॒न्य उप॑रे विचक्ष॒णं स॒प्तच॑क्रे॒ षळ॑र आहु॒रर्पि॑तम् ॥
People speak of the five-footed father of twelve forms who is in the far half of heaven; and these others, in the near half, speak of the all-seeing one fixed upon the seven-wheeled, six-spoked (chariot).
1.164.13
पञ्चा॑रे च॒क्रे प॑रि॒वर्त॑माने॒ तस्मि॒न्ना त॑स्थु॒र्भुव॑नानि॒ विश्वा॑ ।
तस्य॒ नाक्ष॑स्तप्यते॒ भूरि॑भारः स॒नादे॒व न शी॑र्यते॒ सना॑भिः ॥
In the five-spoked revolving wheel all beings stand. Its axle, bearing many burdens, grows hot; yet it is never worn down along with its spokes.
1.164.14
सने॑मि च॒क्रम॒जरं॒ वि वा॑वृत उत्ता॒नायां॒ दश॑ यु॒क्ता व॑हन्ति ।
सूर्य॑स्य॒ चक्षू॒ रज॑सै॒त्यावृ॑तं॒ तस्मि॒न्नार्पि॑ता॒ भुव॑नानि॒ विश्वा॑ ॥
The unaging wheel with its felly has turned apart; ten yoked steeds carry it on the one that is stretched out. The eye of the sun comes enveloped in light, and in it all worlds are fixed.
1.164.15
सा॒कं॒जानां॑ स॒प्तथ॑माहुरेक॒जं षळिद्य॒मा ऋष॑यो देव॒जा इति॑ ।
तेषा॑मि॒ष्टानि॒ विहि॑तानि धाम॒शः स्था॒त्रे रे॑जन्ते॒ विकृ॑तानि रूप॒शः ॥
Among those born together they call the seventh; the six born singly are the Yamas and the seers, born of the gods. Their desired and appointed works are placed in every place; for the one who stands, they tremble, shaped form by form.
1.164.16
स्त्रियः॑ स॒तीस्ताँ उ॑ मे पुं॒स आ॑हुः॒ पश्य॑दक्ष॒ण्वान्न वि चे॑तद॒न्धः ।
क॒विर्यः पु॒त्रः स ई॒मा चि॑केत॒ यस्ता वि॑जा॒नात्स पि॒तुष्पि॒तास॑त् ॥
Though I am a woman, they call me a man; let the sightless one see, but let the blind not perceive apart. The wise son knows it well; let him who knows them become father even to his father.
1.164.17
अ॒वः परे॑ण प॒र ए॒नाव॑रेण प॒दा व॒त्सं बिभ्र॑ती॒ गौरुद॑स्थात् ।
सा क॒द्रीची॒ कं स्वि॒दर्धं॒ परा॑गा॒त्क्व॑ स्वित्सूते न॒हि यू॒थे अ॒न्तः ॥
By the far one below, by this near one, by the foot, the cow bearing her calf has risen up. Turning sideways, to what half has she gone far? And where does she give birth? Surely not in the herd.
1.164.18
अ॒वः परे॑ण पि॒तरं॒ यो अ॑स्यानु॒वेद॑ प॒र ए॒नाव॑रेण ।
क॒वी॒यमा॑नः॒ क इ॒ह प्र वो॑चद्दे॒वं मनः॒ कुतो॒ अधि॒ प्रजा॑तम् ॥
By the far one below, by this near one, who has known the father? Being wise here, who would declare that god? Whence was the mind born?
1.164.19
ये अ॒र्वाञ्च॒स्ताँ उ॒ परा॑च आहु॒र्ये परा॑ञ्च॒स्ताँ उ॑ अ॒र्वाच॑ आहुः ।
इन्द्र॑श्च॒ या च॒क्रथुः॑ सोम॒ तानि॑ धु॒रा न यु॒क्ता रज॑सो वहन्ति ॥
Those who are near call them far, and those who are far call them near. O Soma, the deeds you two have done with Indra carry the sky like horses yoked to a pole.
1.164.20
द्वा सु॑प॒र्णा स॒युजा॒ सखा॑या समा॒नं वृ॒क्षं परि॑ षस्वजाते ।
तयो॑र॒न्यः पिप्प॑लं स्वा॒द्वत्ति॒ अन॑श्नन्न॒न्यो अ॒भि चा॑कशीति ॥
Two beautiful winged birds, yoked companions, embrace the same tree. One of them eats the sweet fig fruit; the other, not eating, looks on.
1.164.21
यत्रा॑ सुप॒र्णा अ॒मृत॑स्य भा॒गमनि॑मेषं वि॒दथा॑भि॒स्वर॑न्ति ।
इ॒नो विश्व॑स्य॒ भुव॑नस्य गो॒पाः स मा॒ धीरः॒ पाक॒मत्रा वि॑वेश ॥
Where the two beautiful birds sing out the portion of immortality with unblinking songs, there the wise protector of all beings has made me, the wise one, enter here into the ripened fruit.
1.164.22
यस्मि॑न्वृ॒क्षे म॒ध्वदः॑ सुप॒र्णा नि॑वि॒शन्ते॒ सुव॑ते॒ चाधि॒ विश्वे॑ ।
तस्येदा॑हुः॒ पिप्प॑लं स्वा॒द्वग्रे॒ तन्नोन्न॑श॒द्यः पि॒तरं॒ न वेद॑ ॥
On the tree where the honey-drinking birds settle and bring forth fruit, they say the first sweet fig fruit is theirs. Let not one who does not know the father destroy it.
1.164.23
यद्गा॑य॒त्रे अधि॑ गाय॒त्रमाहि॑तं॒ त्रैष्टु॑भाद्वा॒ त्रैष्टु॑भं नि॒रत॑क्षत ।
यद्वा॒ जग॒ज्जग॒त्याहि॑तं प॒दं य इत्तद्वि॒दुस्ते अ॑मृत॒त्वमा॑नशुः ॥
When the gāyatrī was placed upon the gāyatrī, or the triṣṭubh was drawn out from the triṣṭubh, or the jagatī's foot was set in the jagatī, those who know this attained immortality.
1.164.24
गा॒य॒त्रेण॒ प्रति॑ मिमीते अ॒र्कम॒र्केण॒ साम॒ त्रैष्टु॑भेन वा॒कम् ।
वा॒केन॑ वा॒कं द्वि॒पदा॒ चतु॑ष्पदा॒क्षरे॑ण मिमते स॒प्त वाणीः॑ ॥
With the gāyatrī they measure the chant, with the chant the sāman, with the triṣṭubh speech; with speech they measure speech; with two-footed and four-footed syllables they measure the seven voices.
1.164.25
जग॑ता॒ सिन्धुं॑ दि॒व्य॑स्तभायद्रथंत॒रे सूर्यं॒ पर्य॑पश्यत् ।
गा॒य॒त्रस्य॑ स॒मिध॑स्ति॒स्र आ॑हु॒स्ततो॑ म॒ह्ना प्र रि॑रिचे महि॒त्वा ॥
With the world he held the sea up in heaven; in the Rathaṃtara he saw the sun all around. Three kindling-sticks of the Gāyatrī are named; from them, by his greatness, he surpassed all in majesty.
1.164.26
उप॑ ह्वये सु॒दुघां॑ धे॒नुमे॒तां सु॒हस्तो॑ गो॒धुगु॒त दो॑हदेनाम् ।
श्रेष्ठं॑ स॒वं स॑वि॒ता सा॑विषन्नो अ॒भी॑द्धो घ॒र्मस्तदु॒ षु प्र वो॑चम् ॥
I call near this cow who gives good milk; may the skilled-handed milker milk her. May Savitṛ grant us the best impulse; I will speak well of the kindled hot brew.
1.164.27
हि॒ङ्कृ॒ण्व॒ती व॑सु॒पत्नी॒ वसू॑नां व॒त्समि॒च्छन्ती॒ मन॑सा॒भ्यागा॑त् ।
दु॒हाम॒श्विभ्यां॒ पयो॑ अ॒घ्न्येयं सा व॑र्धतां मह॒ते सौभ॑गाय ॥
Lowing, mistress of treasures, seeking her calf with her mind, she came hither. For the Aśvins may she milk inviolable milk; may she grow for great good fortune.
1.164.28
गौर॑मीमे॒दनु॑ व॒त्सं मि॒षन्तं॑ मू॒र्धानं॒ हिङ्ङ॑कृणो॒न्मात॒वा उ॑ ।
सृक्वा॑णं घ॒र्मम॒भि वा॑वशा॒ना मिमा॑ति मा॒युं पय॑ते॒ पयो॑भिः ॥
The cow lowed after her frisking calf; she bellowed with her head, and lowed too. Eager for the hot shining brew she bellows; with the milks she drinks the milk-giver.
1.164.29
अ॒यं स शि॑ङ्क्ते॒ येन॒ गौर॒भीवृ॑ता॒ मिमा॑ति मा॒युं ध्व॒सना॒वधि॑ श्रि॒ता ।
सा चि॒त्तिभि॒र्नि हि च॒कार॒ मर्त्यं॑ वि॒द्युद्भव॑न्ती॒ प्रति॑ व॒व्रिमौ॑हत ॥
By this the enveloped cow bellows; standing upon the two bellows she hums. With her thoughts she truly lays the mortal low; becoming lightning she has struck the wide.
1.164.30
अ॒नच्छ॑ये तु॒रगा॑तु जी॒वमेज॑द्ध्रु॒वं मध्य॒ आ प॒स्त्या॑नाम् ।
जी॒वो मृ॒तस्य॑ चरति स्व॒धाभि॒रम॑र्त्यो॒ मर्त्ये॑ना॒ सयो॑निः ॥
He lies down not moving; the living one of swift course, moving, reaches the fixed center of the dwellings. The living one of the dead walks by his own powers; the immortal is one sibling of the same womb with the mortal.
1.164.31
अप॑श्यं गो॒पामनि॑पद्यमान॒मा च॒ परा॑ च प॒थिभि॒श्चर॑न्तम् ।
स स॒ध्रीचीः॒ स विषू॑ची॒र्वसा॑न॒ आ व॑रीवर्ति॒ भुव॑नेष्व॒न्तः ॥
I saw the protector who never sets, who moves along paths coming and going. Clothed in garments spread to both sides, he turns about within the worlds.
1.164.32
य ईं॑ च॒कार॒ न सो अ॒स्य वे॑द॒ य ईं॑ द॒दर्श॒ हिरु॒गिन्नु तस्मा॑त् ।
स मा॒तुर्योना॒ परि॑वीतो अ॒न्तर्ब॑हुप्र॒जा निरृ॑ति॒मा वि॑वेश ॥
He who made it does not know it; he who saw it knows little more of it. Wrapped within the mother's womb, rich in offspring, he has entered into decay.
1.164.33
द्यौर्मे॑ पि॒ता ज॑नि॒ता नाभि॒रत्र॒ बन्धु॑र्मे मा॒ता पृ॑थि॒वी म॒हीयम् ।
उ॒त्ता॒नयो॑श्च॒म्वो॑र्योनि॑र॒न्तरत्रा॑ पि॒ता दु॑हि॒तुर्गर्भ॒माधा॑त् ॥
Heaven is my father, my begetter; here is the navel. Earth is my mother, my kinswoman, this great one. Between the two outstretched cups, in the womb, the father placed the embryo of his daughter.
1.164.34
पृ॒च्छामि॑ त्वा॒ पर॒मन्तं॑ पृथि॒व्याः पृ॒च्छामि॒ यत्र॒ भुव॑नस्य॒ नाभिः॑ ।
पृ॒च्छामि॑ त्वा॒ वृष्णो॒ अश्व॑स्य॒ रेतः॑ पृ॒च्छामि॑ वा॒चः प॑र॒मं व्यो॑म ॥
I ask you where is the farthest end of the earth; I ask where is the navel of the world. I ask you of the seed of the bull and of the stallion; I ask of the highest vault of speech.
1.164.35
इ॒यं वेदिः॒ परो॒ अन्तः॑ पृथि॒व्या अ॒यं य॒ज्ञो भुव॑नस्य॒ नाभिः॑ ।
अ॒यं सोमो॒ वृष्णो॒ अश्व॑स्य॒ रेतो॑ ब्र॒ह्मायं वा॒चः प॑र॒मं व्यो॑म ॥
This altar is the farthest end of the earth; this sacrifice is the navel of the world. This Soma is the seed of the bull and of the stallion; this Brahman is the highest vault of speech.
1.164.36
स॒प्तार्ध॑ग॒र्भा भुव॑नस्य॒ रेतो॒ विष्णो॑स्तिष्ठन्ति प्र॒दिशा॒ विध॑र्मणि ।
ते धी॒तिभि॒र्मन॑सा॒ ते वि॑प॒श्चितः॑ परि॒भुवः॒ परि॑ भवन्ति वि॒श्वतः॑ ॥
The seven half-wombed ones are the seed of the world; they stand in the directions by Viṣṇu's far-ordered law. By their thoughts and by their minds, those wise ones become all-surrounding on every side.
1.164.37
न वि जा॑नामि॒ यदि॑वे॒दमस्मि॑ नि॒ण्यः संन॑द्धो॒ मन॑सा चरामि ।
य॒दा माग॑न्प्रथम॒जा ऋ॒तस्यादिद्वा॒चो अ॑श्नुवे भा॒गम॒स्याः ॥
I do not clearly know what I am; hidden, bound by mind, I wander about. When the firstborn of the cosmic order came to me, then I attain a share of this speech.
1.164.38
अपा॒ङ्प्राङे॑ति स्व॒धया॑ गृभी॒तो अम॑र्त्यो॒ मर्त्ये॑ना॒ सयो॑निः ।
ता शश्व॑न्ता विषू॒चीना॑ वि॒यन्ता॒ न्य॑न्यं चि॒क्युर्न नि चि॑क्युर॒न्यम् ॥
Downward and forward he goes by his own power, held immortal, of one womb with the mortal. These two, ever moving and dividing apart, have perceived one another, yet have not perceived one another.
1.164.39
ऋ॒चो अ॒क्षरे॑ पर॒मे व्यो॑म॒न्यस्मि॑न्दे॒वा अधि॒ विश्वे॑ निषे॒दुः ।
यस्तन्न वेद॒ किमृ॒चा क॑रिष्यति॒ य इत्तद्वि॒दुस्त इ॒मे समा॑सते ॥
In the imperishable syllable of the verse, in the highest vast space, upon which all the gods sat down: what will he do with the verse who does not know that? Only those who know it sit together here.
1.164.40
सू॒य॒व॒साद्भग॑वती॒ हि भू॒या अथो॑ व॒यं भग॑वन्तः स्याम ।
अ॒द्धि तृण॑मघ्न्ये विश्व॒दानीं॒ पिब॑ शु॒द्धमु॑द॒कमा॒चर॑न्ती ॥
Be blessed from good fodder, and so may we be blessed. O inviolable one, eat fodder at all times, and drink pure water as you move about.
1.164.41
गौ॒रीर्मि॑माय सलि॒लानि॒ तक्ष॑ती॒ एक॑पदी द्वि॒पदी॒ सा चतु॑ष्पदी ।
अ॒ष्टाप॑दी॒ नव॑पदी बभू॒वुषी॑ स॒हस्रा॑क्षरा पर॒मे व्यो॑मन् ॥
The cow bellowed, shaping the waters: one-footed, two-footed, she became four-footed, eight-footed, nine-footed, and in the highest vast space, thousand-syllabled.
1.164.42
तस्याः॑ समु॒द्रा अधि॒ वि क्ष॑रन्ति॒ तेन॑ जीवन्ति प्र॒दिश॒श्चत॑स्रः ।
ततः॑ क्षरत्य॒क्षरं॒ तद्विश्व॒मुप॑ जीवति ॥
From her the oceans flow forth; by her the four quarters live. From there the imperishable flows forth; by that imperishable, all things live.
1.164.43
श॒क॒मयं॑ धू॒ममा॒राद॑पश्यं विषू॒वता॑ प॒र ए॒नाव॑रेण ।
उ॒क्षाणं॒ पृश्नि॑मपचन्त वी॒रास्तानि॒ धर्मा॑णि प्रथ॒मान्या॑सन् ॥
From afar I saw that smoke, which was all-pervading on one side and lower than it on the other. The heroes cooked the bull and the spotted one; those were the first ordinances.
1.164.44
त्रयः॑ के॒शिन॑ ऋतु॒था वि च॑क्षते संवत्स॒रे व॑पत॒ एक॑ एषाम् ।
विश्व॒मेको॑ अ॒भि च॑ष्टे॒ शची॑भि॒र्ध्राजि॒रेक॑स्य ददृशे॒ न रू॒पम् ॥
Three hairy ones appear in their seasons; in the year one of them sows. The one alone looks over all by his powers; the light of the one appears, not like a form.
1.164.45
च॒त्वारि॒ वाक्परि॑मिता प॒दानि॒ तानि॑ विदुर्ब्राह्म॒णा ये म॑नी॒षिणः॑ ।
गुहा॒ त्रीणि॒ निहि॑ता॒ नेङ्ग॑यन्ति तु॒रीयं॑ वा॒चो म॑नु॒ष्या॑ वदन्ति ॥
Speech has four measured steps; the wise brahmins know them. Three, placed in the cave, do not move; the fourth of speech men speak.
1.164.46
इन्द्रं॑ मि॒त्रं वरु॑णम॒ग्निमा॑हु॒रथो॑ दि॒व्यः स सु॑प॒र्णो ग॒रुत्मा॑न् ।
एकं॒ सद्विप्रा॑ बहु॒धा व॑दन्ति अ॒ग्निं य॒मं मा॑त॒रिश्वा॑नमाहुः ॥
They call him Indra, Mitra, Varuṇa, Agni; and he is the heavenly, fine-winged, heavy-winged one. Being is one; the seers speak of it in many ways; they call it Agni, Yama, Mātariśvan.
1.164.47
कृ॒ष्णं नि॒यानं॒ हर॑यः सुप॒र्णा अ॒पो वसा॑ना॒ दिव॒मुत्प॑तन्ति ।
त आव॑वृत्र॒न्त्सद॑नादृ॒तस्यादिद्घृ॒तेन॑ पृथि॒वी व्यु॑द्यते ॥
A dark guide; tawny swift-winged birds, clothed in waters, fly up to heaven. They turned back from the seat of order; and by this very ghee the earth is wetted.
1.164.48
द्वाद॑श प्र॒धय॑श्च॒क्रमेकं॒ त्रीणि॒ नभ्या॑नि॒ क उ॒ तच्चि॑केत ।
तस्मि॑न्त्सा॒कं त्रि॑श॒ता न श॒ङ्कवो॑ अर्पि॒ताः ष॒ष्टिर्न च॑लाच॒लासः॑ ॥
Twelve spokes, one wheel, three naves; who truly knows it? In it, three hundred are fixed together like pegs; sixty, like moving things, are fixed.
1.164.49
यस्ते॒ स्तनः॑ शश॒यो यो म॑यो॒भूर्येन॒ विश्वा॒ पुष्य॑सि॒ वार्या॑णि ।
यो र॑त्न॒धा व॑सु॒विद्यः सु॒दत्रः॒ सर॑स्वति॒ तमि॒ह धात॑वे कः ॥
O Sarasvatī, that withered udder of yours, the one that brings happiness and by which you nourish all desirable goods, the bestower of treasures, the finder of wealth, the giver of good gifts: make that flow here for drinking.
1.164.50
य॒ज्ञेन॑ य॒ज्ञम॑यजन्त दे॒वास्तानि॒ धर्मा॑णि प्रथ॒मान्या॑सन् ।
ते ह॒ नाकं॑ महि॒मानः॑ सचन्त॒ यत्र॒ पूर्वे॑ सा॒ध्याः सन्ति॑ दे॒वाः ॥
By sacrifice the gods performed the sacrifice; those were the first ordinances. Those mighty ones indeed attained heaven, where the ancient Sādhya gods dwell.
1.164.51
स॒मा॒नमे॒तदु॑द॒कमुच्चैत्यव॒ चाह॑भिः ।
भूमिं॑ प॒र्जन्या॒ जिन्व॑न्ति॒ दिवं॑ जिन्वन्त्य॒ग्नयः॑ ॥
This water is common to all: it rises up, and with the days it also comes down. The rain-clouds refresh the earth; the fires refresh the sky.
1.164.52
दि॒व्यं सु॑प॒र्णं वा॑य॒सं बृ॒हन्त॑म॒पां गर्भं॑ दर्श॒तमोष॑धीनाम् ।
अ॒भी॒प॒तो वृ॒ष्टिभि॑स्त॒र्पय॑न्तं॒ सर॑स्वन्त॒मव॑से जोहवीमि ॥
I call upon the heavenly, well-winged, mighty one, the womb of the waters and the splendid part of the plants, the lord of the waters, Sarasvat, who gladdens with the showers, for protection.