Ṛgveda · Sūkta 1.180
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1.180.1
यु॒वो रजां॑सि सु॒यमा॑सो॒ अश्वा॒ रथो॒ यद्वां॒ पर्यर्णां॑सि॒ दीय॑त् ।
हि॒र॒ण्यया॑ वां प॒वयः॑ प्रुषाय॒न्मध्वः॒ पिब॑न्ता उ॒षसः॑ सचेथे ॥
Ashvins, when your well-yoked horses and your chariot shine around the spaces and the waters, your golden drops sprinkle honey, and drinking the honey you join the Dawns.
1.180.2
यु॒वमत्य॒स्याव॑ नक्षथो॒ यद्विप॑त्मनो॒ नर्य॑स्य॒ प्रय॑ज्योः ।
स्वसा॒ यद्वां॑ विश्वगूर्ती॒ भरा॑ति॒ वाजा॒येट्टे॑ मधुपावि॒षे च॑ ॥
When you rescued the man in peril and the manly Prayajyu, you brought down and saved the swift steed. When your sister, the all-formed, brings wealth to you both, O honey-drinkers, she desires you for strength and for nourishment.
1.180.3
यु॒वं पय॑ उ॒स्रिया॑यामधत्तं प॒क्वमा॒माया॒मव॒ पूर्व्यं॒ गोः ।
अ॒न्तर्यद्व॒निनो॑ वामृतप्सू ह्वा॒रो न शुचि॒र्यज॑ते ह॒विष्मा॑न् ॥
You two placed milk in the udder of the Dawn-cow, and brought down the ripened, ancient milk of the cow into the raw vessel. O lovers of truth, when the summoning priest, pure and bearing oblation, sacrifices among the forest trees.
1.180.4
यु॒वं ह॑ घ॒र्मं मधु॑मन्त॒मत्र॑ये अ॒पो न क्षोदो॑ऽवृणीतमे॒षे ।
तद्वां॑ नरावश्विना॒ पश्व॑: इष्टिः॒ रथ्ये॑व च॒क्रा प्रति॑ यन्ति॒ मध्वः॑ ॥
O men, Ashvins, you two indeed chose for Atri a warm, honey-rich drink, like a spring of waters, for the journey. Your offering goes toward the honey like chariot-wheels.
1.180.5
आ वां॑ दा॒नाय॑ ववृतीय दस्रा॒ गोरोहे॑ण तौ॒ग्र्यो न जिव्रिः॑ ।
अ॒पः क्षो॒णी स॑चते॒ माहि॑ना वां जू॒र्णो वा॒मक्षु॒रंह॑सो यजत्रा ॥
O Dasras, I draw near for your gift, like a sufferer with the cow's bowl. The waters and both worlds cling to your great splendour; to the aged one comes your eye, O worshipful ones, away from sin.
1.180.6
नि यद्यु॒वेथे॑ नि॒युतः॑ सुदानू॒ उप॑ स्व॒धाभिः॑ सृजथः॒ पुरं॑धिम् ।
प्रेष॒द्वेष॒द्वातो॒ न सू॒रिरा म॒हे द॑दे सुव्र॒तो न वाज॑म् ॥
When you two harness the horses to the chariot, O good givers, you drive the stronghold forward by your powers. Swift as the wind, he received for the great one; the one of good vows took wealth, like a prize.
1.180.7
व॒यं चि॒द्धि वां॑ जरि॒तारः॑ स॒त्या वि॑प॒न्याम॑हे॒ वि प॒णिर्हि॒तावा॑न् ।
अधा॑ चि॒द्धि ष्मा॑श्विनावनिन्द्या पा॒थो हि ष्मा॑ वृषणा॒वन्ति॑देवम् ॥
O Aśvins, we true singers praise you, as the giver keeps far from the miser. Then, O blameless bulls, indeed you two protect Antideva.
1.180.8
यु॒वां चि॒द्धि ष्मा॑श्विना॒वनु॒ द्यून्विरु॑द्रस्य प्र॒स्रव॑णस्य सा॒तौ ।
अ॒गस्त्यो॑ न॒रां नृषु॒ प्रश॑स्तः॒ कारा॑धुनीव चितयत्स॒हस्रैः॑ ॥
O Aśvins, you two indeed, day after day, help in the gift of Virudra's flowing spring. Agastya, praised among men, like Kārādhunī, kindled light with thousands.
1.180.9
प्र यद्वहे॑थे महि॒ना रथ॑स्य॒ प्र स्य॑न्द्रा याथो॒ मनु॑षो॒ न होता॑ ।
ध॒त्तं सू॒रिभ्य॑ उ॒त वा॒ स्वश्व्यं॒ नास॑त्या रयि॒षाचः॑ स्याम ॥
When you two drive your chariot with might, swift ones, you go forth like the offering priest of Manu. Nāsatyas, grant wealth to the inspired singers, or good-horsed wealth; may we be bestowers of wealth.
1.180.10
तं वां॒ रथं॑ व॒यम॒द्या हु॑वेम॒ स्तोमै॑रश्विना सुवि॒ताय॒ नव्य॑म् ।
अरि॑ष्टनेमिं॒ परि॒ द्यामि॑या॒नं वि॒द्यामे॒षं वृ॒जनं॑ जी॒रदा॑नुम् ॥
That chariot of yours, we call upon today with praises, O Aśvins, new for well-being. Unbroken-rimmed, going around the sky, may we obtain it with food, strength, and booty.