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Rig Veda 9.37: SOMA, the Steer, effused for draught, flows to the purifying sieve
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1896) · From The Hymns of the Rigveda (1896)
SOMA, the Steer, effused for draught, flows to the purifying sieve,
Slaying the fiends, loving the Gods.
Far-sighted, tawny-coloured, he flows to the sieve, intelligent,
Bellowing, to his place of rest.
This vigorous Pavamana runs forth to the luminous realm of heaven,
Fiend-slayer, through the fleecy sieve.
This Payamana up above Trita's high ridge hath made the Sun,
Together with the Sisters, shine.
This Vrtra-slaying Steer, effused, Soma room-giver, ne'er deceived,
Hath gone, as 'twere, to win the spoil.
Urged onward by the sage, the God speeds forward to the casks of wood,
Indu to Indra willingly.
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Veda, The Rishis of the Rig. “Rig Veda 9.37: SOMA, the Steer, effused for draught, flows to the purifying sieve.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rigveda-rishis/758/.
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Veda, The Rishis of the Rig. “Rig Veda 9.37: SOMA, the Steer, effused for draught, flows to the purifying sieve.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rigveda-rishis/758/.
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