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Rig Veda 8.99: GREAT, verily, is Indra's might. I have beheld, and hither comes

by The Rishis of the Rig Veda c. 1500–1000 BCE (traditional; uncertain)

Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896) · From The Hymns of the Rigveda (1896)

Religion

GREAT, verily, is Indra's might. I have beheld, and hither comes
Thy bounty, Dasyave-vrka!

A hundred oxen white of hue are shining like the stars in heaven,
So tall, they seem to prop the sky.

Bamboos a hundred, a hundred dogs, a hundred skins of beasts well-tanned,
A hundred tufts of Balbaja, four hundred red-hued mares are mine.

Blest by the Gods, Kinvayanas! be ye who spread through life on life:
Like horses have ye stridden forth.

Then men extolled the team of seven not yet full-grown, its fame is great.
The dark mares rushed along the paths, so that no eye could follow them.

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Veda, The Rishis of the Rig. “Rig Veda 8.99: GREAT, verily, is Indra's might. I have beheld, and hither comes.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rigveda-rishis/717/.

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Veda, The Rishis of the Rig. “Rig Veda 8.99: GREAT, verily, is Indra's might. I have beheld, and hither comes.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rigveda-rishis/717/.

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