Ṛgveda · Sūkta 10.95
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10.95.1
ह॒ये जाये॒ मन॑सा॒ तिष्ठ॑ घोरे॒ वचां॑सि मि॒श्रा कृ॑णवावहै॒ नु ।
न नौ॒ मन्त्रा॒ अनु॑दितास ए॒ते मय॑स्कर॒न्पर॑तरे च॒नाह॑न् ॥
Alas, wife, stay with your mind, O fierce one! Now let us two make our words one. May these unspoken words of ours give joy even in the far beyond.
10.95.2
किमे॒ता वा॒चा कृ॑णवा॒ तवा॒हं प्राक्र॑मिषमु॒षसा॑मग्रि॒येव॑ ।
पुरू॑रवः॒ पुन॒रस्तं॒ परे॑हि दुराप॒ना वात॑ इवा॒हम॑स्मि ॥
What shall I do with these words of yours? Like the foremost of the dawns, I went forth. O Pururavas, go back home again. I am like the wind, hard to hold.
10.95.3
इषु॒र्न श्रि॒य इ॑षु॒धेर॑स॒ना गो॒षाः श॑त॒सा न रंहिः॑ ।
अ॒वीरे॒ क्रतौ॒ वि द॑विद्युत॒न्नोरा॒ न मा॒युं चि॑तयन्त॒ धुन॑यः ॥
Like an arrow held in the quiver for glory, like cows winning hundreds of riches. In the plan of the unwise they shine apart, not like a cow; the rivers perceive the illusion.
10.95.4
सा वसु॒ दध॑ती॒ श्वशु॑राय॒ वय॒ उषो॒ यदि॒ वष्ट्यन्ति॑गृहात् ।
अस्तं॑ ननक्षे॒ यस्मि॑ञ्चा॒कन्दिवा॒ नक्तं॑ श्नथि॒ता वै॑त॒सेन॑ ॥
Bearing wealth, she brings wealth for her father-in-law. O Dawn, if she brings wealth from the inner house, she enters the home, where by day and by night she is seen bound with the veil.
10.95.5
त्रिः स्म॒ माह्नः॑ श्नथयो वैत॒सेनो॒त स्म॒ मेऽव्य॑त्यै पृणासि ।
पुरू॑र॒वोऽनु॑ ते॒ केत॑मायं॒ राजा॑ मे वीर त॒न्व॑स्तदा॑सीः ॥
Three times in the day you tormented me with the veil, and you filled me, unhappy as I was. O Pururavas, I came after you on your path; O king, O hero, the body that was mine was indeed you.
10.95.6
या सु॑जू॒र्णिः श्रेणिः॑ सु॒म्नआ॑पिर्ह्र॒देच॑क्षु॒र्न ग्र॒न्थिनी॑ चर॒ण्युः ।
ता अ॒ञ्जयो॑ऽरु॒णयो॒ न स॑स्रुः श्रि॒ये गावो॒ न धे॒नवो॑ऽनवन्त ॥
Those well-braided ones, with the good joy of their support, with eyes like a lake, moving with knots—like the anointed, ruddy dawns they went forth; like milch cows they shone, and they adorned themselves for glory.
10.95.7
सम॑स्मि॒ञ्जाय॑मान आसत॒ ग्ना उ॒तेम॑वर्धन्न॒द्यः॑ स्वगू॑र्ताः ।
म॒हे यत्त्वा॑ पुरूरवो॒ रणा॒याव॑र्धयन्दस्यु॒हत्या॑य दे॒वाः ॥
When, being born, the women gathered in him, and the self-moving rivers of good course strengthened him, then, O Purūravas, the gods strengthened you for great battle and for the slaying of the dasyus.
10.95.8
सचा॒ यदा॑सु॒ जह॑ती॒ष्वत्क॒ममा॑नुषीषु॒ मानु॑षो नि॒षेवे॑ ।
अप॑ स्म॒ मत्त॒रस॑न्ती॒ न भु॒ज्युस्ता अ॑त्रसन्रथ॒स्पृशो॒ नाश्वाः॑ ॥
When I, a mortal, have intercourse with these non-human women who leave their union, they, trembling, drew away from me like Bhujyu, were frightened like horses that touch the chariot.
10.95.9
यदा॑सु॒ मर्तो॑ अ॒मृता॑सु नि॒स्पृक्सं क्षो॒णीभिः॒ क्रतु॑भि॒र्न पृ॒ङ्क्ते ।
ता आ॒तयो॒ न त॒न्वः॑ शुम्भत॒ स्वा अश्वा॑सो॒ न क्री॒ळयो॒ दन्द॑शानाः ॥
When a mortal among these immortal women, drawing close, joins with the heaven and earth and with his deeds, they adorn their bodies like chariot-reins and shine, biting the bits like playful horses.
10.95.10
वि॒द्युन्न या पत॑न्ती॒ दवि॑द्यो॒द्भर॑न्ती मे॒ अप्या॒ काम्या॑नि ।
जनि॑ष्टो अ॒पो नर्यः॒ सुजा॑तः॒ प्रोर्वशी॑ तिरत दी॒र्घमायुः॑ ॥
Lightning-like, flashing as it flies, bringing my desires near, you were born indeed as a manly, well-born one from the waters; O Urvaśī, carry my long life across.
10.95.11
ज॒ज्ञि॒ष इ॒त्था गो॒पीथ्या॑य॒ हि द॒धाथ॒ तत्पु॑रूरवो म॒ ओजः॑ ।
अशा॑सं त्वा वि॒दुषी॒ सस्मि॒न्नह॒न्न म॒ आशृ॑णोः॒ किम॒भुग्व॑दासि ॥
Thus you were born for the herdsmen; O Purūravas, you bore my strength. Knowing, I instructed you on that day, but you did not listen to me; now, like one without sight, what do you say?
10.95.12
क॒दा सू॒नुः पि॒तरं॑ जा॒त इ॑च्छाच्च॒क्रन्नाश्रु॑ वर्तयद्विजा॒नन् ।
को दम्प॑ती॒ सम॑नसा॒ वि यू॑यो॒दध॒ यद॒ग्निः श्वशु॑रेषु॒ दीद॑यत् ॥
When a son, born, seeks his father, returning like a wheel without shedding tears, who, knowing it, would separate a couple of one mind? Then may Agni shine among the fathers-in-law.
10.95.13
प्रति॑ ब्रवाणि व॒र्तय॑ते॒ अश्रु॑ च॒क्रन्न क्र॑न्ददा॒ध्ये॑ शि॒वायै॑ ।
प्र तत्ते॑ हिनवा॒ यत्ते॑ अ॒स्मे परे॒ह्यस्तं॑ न॒हि मू॑र॒ मापः॑ ॥
I will speak to you; she weeps, shedding tears, as if lamenting in her heart for well-being. I will tell you what is yours: go away from us, go home. O foolish Purūravas, do not reach me.
10.95.14
सु॒दे॒वो अ॒द्य प्र॒पते॒दना॑वृत्परा॒वतं॑ पर॒मां गन्त॒वा उ॑ ।
अधा॒ शयी॑त॒ निरृ॑तेरु॒पस्थेऽधै॑नं॒ वृका॑ रभ॒सासो॑ अ॒द्युः ॥
May the one with a good god fall today, never returning; may he go to the far, most distant world. Then may he lie in the lap of Nirṛti; then may the swift wolves seize him.
10.95.15
पुरू॑रवो॒ मा मृ॑था॒ मा प्र प॑प्तो॒ मा त्वा॒ वृका॑सो॒ अशि॑वास उ क्षन् ।
न वै स्त्रैणा॑नि स॒ख्यानि॑ सन्ति सालावृ॒काणां॒ हृद॑यान्ये॒ता ॥
O Purūravas, do not die, do not fall forward; may the inauspicious wolves not seize you. Indeed there are no friendships with women; these are the hearts of the sālāvṛka wolves.
10.95.16
यद्विरू॒पाच॑रं॒ मर्त्ये॑षु॒ अव॑सं॒ रात्रीः॑ श॒रद॒श्चत॑स्रः ।
घृ॒तस्य॑ स्तो॒कं स॒कृदह्न॑ आश्नां॒ तादे॒वेदं ता॑तृपा॒णा च॑रामि ॥
When I wandered among mortals in a strange form and dwelt four autumn nights, once in a day I ate a little of the ghee; since then I roam about, satisfied.
10.95.17
अ॒न्त॒रि॒क्ष॒प्रां रज॑सो वि॒मानी॒मुप॑ शिक्षाम्यु॒र्वशीं॒ वसि॑ष्ठः ।
उप॑ त्वा रा॒तिः सु॑कृ॒तस्य॒ तिष्ठा॒न्नि व॑र्तस्व॒ हृद॑यं तप्यते मे ॥
I, Vasiṣṭha, instruct Urvaśī, who reaches the atmosphere, maker of worlds: may the gift of a good deed stand near you; turn back, my heart is burning.
10.95.18
इति॑ त्वा दे॒वा इ॒म आ॑हुरैळ॒ यथे॑मे॒तद्भव॑सि मृ॒त्युब॑न्धुः ।
प्र॒जा ते॑ दे॒वान्ह॒विषा॑ यजाति स्व॒र्ग उ॒ त्वमपि॑ मादयासे ॥
Thus the gods say to you, O Aila, as if you had become a kinsman of death: may your offspring sacrifice to the gods with oblation; and in heaven may you too rejoice.