Ṛgveda · Sūkta 1.87
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1.87.1
प्रत्व॑क्षसः॒ प्रत॑वसो विर॒प्शिनोऽना॑नता॒ अवि॑थुरा ऋजी॒षिणः॑ ।
जुष्ट॑तमासो॒ नृत॑मासो अ॒ञ्जिभि॒र्व्या॑नज्रे॒ के चि॑दु॒स्रा इ॑व॒ स्तृभिः॑ ॥
Far-reaching in might and wide in power, heroes unbending and unfailing, swift in their rushing, most beloved and most manly, the Maruts are adorned with ornaments, like bright cows set with stars.
1.87.2
उ॒प॒ह्व॒रेषु॒ यदचि॑ध्वं य॒यिं वय॑ इव मरुतः॒ केन॑ चित्प॒था ।
श्चोत॑न्ति॒ कोशा॒ उप॑ वो॒ रथे॒~ष्वा घृ॒तमु॑क्षता॒ मधु॑वर्ण॒मर्च॑ते ॥
O Maruts, when you came to the calls, like birds along some path, the vessels drip toward your chariots; here pour down ghee, sweet-hued as honey, for the singer.
1.87.3
प्रैषा॒मज्मे॑षु विथु॒रेव॑ रेजते॒ भूमि॒र्यामे॑षु॒ यद्ध॑ यु॒ञ्जते॑ शु॒भे ।
ते क्री॒ळयो॒ धुन॑यो॒ भ्राज॑दृष्टयः स्व॒यं म॑हि॒त्वं प॑नयन्त॒ धूत॑यः ॥
Along their courses the earth trembles like a widow when they yoke their chariots for splendour; these playful shakers, bright in form, display their own greatness.
1.87.4
स हि स्व॒सृत्पृष॑दश्वो॒ युवा॑ ग॒णोऽया ई॑शा॒नस्तवि॑षीभि॒रावृ॑तः ।
असि॑ स॒त्य ऋ॑ण॒यावाने॑द्यो अ॒स्या धि॒यः प्रा॑वि॒ताथा॒ वृषा॑ ग॒णः ॥
He, born of a sister, lord of the spotted horses, is the young troop surrounded by his powers; you are true, paying what is owed, praiseworthy, protectors of this my devotion, then you are the mighty band.
1.87.5
पि॒तुः प्र॒त्नस्य॒ जन्म॑ना वदामसि॒ सोम॑स्य जि॒ह्वा प्र जि॑गाति॒ चक्ष॑सा ।
यदी॒मिन्द्रं॒ शम्यृक्वा॑ण॒ आश॒तादिन्नामा॑नि य॒ज्ञिया॑नि दधिरे ॥
By the birth of the ancient Father we speak; the tongue of Soma goes forth by sight, when the singers, with the pressing-stone, approached Indra and established the sacrificial names.
1.87.6
श्रि॒यसे॒ कं भा॒नुभिः॒ सं मि॑मिक्षिरे॒ ते र॒श्मिभि॒स्त ऋक्व॑भिः सुखा॒दयः॑ ।
ते वाशी॑मन्त इ॒ष्मिणो॒ अभी॑रवो वि॒द्रे प्रि॒यस्य॒ मारु॑तस्य॒ धाम्नः॑ ॥
For splendour they mingled with the rays and with the hymns; bringers of joy, bearing cloud-glory, armoured and fearless, they have reached the dwelling of the beloved Maruts.