Mantra 4
Sukta 51
शतानीका हेतयो अस्य दुष्टरा इन्द्रस्य समिषो महीः । गिरिर्न भुज्मा मघवत्सु पिन्वते यदीं सुता अमन्दिषुः
śatānī́kā hetáyo asya duṣṭárā índrasya samī́ṣo mahī́ḥ | girír na bhujmā́ maghávatsu pinvate yád īṃ sutā́ amándiṣuḥ
Hundredfold are his missiles, hard to be withstood—Indra’s great impellings unto might. Like a compact mountain he swells among the liberal, when the pressed draughts have made him glad.
彼の武器・投げ矢は百重にして、抗しがたい—インドラの大いなる駆り立ては力へと向かう。惜しみなく施す者たちの中で、彼は堅く締まった山のようにふくらみ高まる、搾り出された飲み物（ソーマ）が彼を歓ばせたとき。
Rishi: Ṛgvedic provenance (Indra hymn source)
Devata: Indra
Chandas: Triṣṭubh
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