奥义书 · Chāndogya 2,1.3
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अथ उतापि आहुः साम नो बत इति यत् साधु भवति साधु बत इति एव तत् आहुः असाम नो बत इति यत् असाधु भवति असाधु बत इति एव तत् आहुः
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atha utāpi āhuḥ sāma no bata iti yat sādhu bhavati sādhu bata iti eva tat āhuḥ asāma no bata iti yat asādhu bhavati asādhu bata iti eva tat āhuḥ
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अथathathereupon; then
उतापिutāpiand likewise; they also say
आहुःāhuḥthey say; said
सामsāmathe sāman; the chant
नोnoto us; for us
बतbataoh! (bata — an exclamation); ah!; alas! or hurrah!
इतिitithus; how
यत्yatwhich; that which
साधुsādhuthe good; the right
भवतिbhavatirevered lady; madam
साधुsādhuthe good; the right
बतbataoh! (bata — an exclamation); ah!; alas! or hurrah!
इतिitithus; how
एवevaindeed; surely
तत्tatthat; this
आहुःāhuḥthey say; said
असामasāmathe non-sāman; disharmony; devoid of harmony
नोnoto us; for us
बतbataoh! (bata — an exclamation); ah!; alas! or hurrah!
इतिitithus; how
यत्yatwhich; that which
असाधुasādhuthe not-good; the wrong
भवतिbhavatirevered lady; madam
असाधुasādhuthe not-good; the wrong
बतbataoh! (bata — an exclamation); ah!; alas! or hurrah!
इतिitithus; how
एवevaindeed; surely
तत्tatthat; this
आहुःāhuḥthey say; said
译文
And they also say: "sāman for us, indeed!" — when something is good, that is, "good indeed!"; "not-sāman for us, indeed!" — when something is not good, that is, "not good indeed!"
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The third testimony is the exclamations: sāma no bateti — "sāman for us, indeed!" is cried at good fortune: "there's concord!"; asāma no bata — "not-sāman for us!" at misfortune: "there's discord!". Joy and grief are uttered by the people in musical terms: fortune is when life has come into tune, calamity when it has gone false.
The threefold testimony of language is now gathered (names, turns of phrase, exclamations) — and the conclusion has ripened: sāman is the name of universal concord, not of a genre of chants alone; and a singer is a craftsman of concord as such. He who venerates the sāman as the good (the next verse) tunes not his voice but his life: the adhyāya opens a science of living in harmony, where every part — from dawn to winter — knows its own beat.