Rigveda 1.191.12
Rigveda · Mandala 1, Sukta 191 · Verse 1.191.12
Vedic Classification
Sanskrit Original
त्रिः स॒प्त वि॑ष्पुलिङ्ग॒का वि॒षस्य॒ पुष्य॑मक्षन् । ताश्चि॒न्नु न म॑रन्ति॒ नो व॒यं म॑रामा॒रे अ॑स्य॒ योज॑नं हरि॒ष्ठा मधु॑ त्वा मधु॒ला च॑कार
triḥ sapta viṣpuliṅgakā viṣasya puṣyamakṣan tāścinnu na maranti no vayaṃ marāmāre asya yojanaṃ hariṣṭhā madhu tvā madhulā cakāra
Three times seven spotted poisons looked upon Pushya; they neither kill us nor do we die—this joining of his death Harishta made sweet for you and made sweet the bees.
May the thrice-seven sparks (of Agni) consume the influence of the venom; they verily do not perish;nor shall we die; for, although afar off, the Sun, drawn by his coursers, will overtake the poison; the science of antidotes has converted you, (Poison), to ambrosia.
The three-times-seven bright sparks of fire have swallowed up the poison's strength. They will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.