I will now retell the provided Rigveda verses (RV 4.33–4.36) as a faithful, vivid narrative, strictly following their content and order. --- With reverence, I call upon the Ṛbhus, sending forth my words as a messenger to these divine artisans. I spread out the white cow in their honor, praising those who, driven by the wind and riding swift chariots, swiftly circled the sky, becoming as waters that flow around the heavens. Long ago, the skillful Ṛbhus, in their wisdom, created a resting place for their aged parents. They adorned them with beauty and strong teeth, restoring their vigor. In doing so, these wise ones brought strength to the mind and entered into a deep friendship with the gods. It was the Ṛbhus who, though their parents were old and worn—lying like sacrificial posts—made them young again. These mighty companions of Indra, who possess streams of sweetness, are invoked to protect our sacrifice. For a full year, the Ṛbhus guarded the cow; for a year, they shaped the horse; and for another year, they bore the radiance of the divine. Through these labors, they swiftly attained immortality. Among themselves, the eldest Ṛbhu proposed, “Let us make two cups,” while the youngest insisted, “Let us make four.” Tvaṣṭṛ, the divine craftsman, approved their words. True to their nature, the Ṛbhus spoke and acted with honesty. Their four shining cups, crafted with skill, were seen by Tvaṣṭṛ as if they were one. When the Ṛbhus, as honored guests, stayed for twelve days in a hidden place, they made the fields fertile, led the rivers, stood firm in the deserts, and guided both the plants and the flowing waters. These are the Ṛbhus who fashioned the well-made chariot, the best among men, and who created the all-nourishing, all-shaped cow. May these self-sustaining, skillful, and dexterous Ṛbhus shape wealth for us. The gods themselves delighted in the works of the Ṛbhus, whose intent and minds shone brightly. The vigor of the gods became excellent, belonging to Indra, to Ṛbhukṣa, and to Vibhvan, the son of Varuṇa. It was the Ṛbhus who yoked two bay steeds, wise and eager, and made well-yoked horses for Indra. May these Ṛbhus, who bring prosperity and wealth, grant us safety as a friend would. Today, I seek your drink and exhilaration, O gods, out of friendship and with effort. Therefore, O Ṛbhus, bestow riches upon us during this third pressing of Soma. May Ṛbhu, Vibhvan, Vāja, and Indra come to our sacrifice, bearing treasures. For today the divine Dhīṣaṇā has prepared the drink—may its exhilaration reach you. O skillful Ṛbhus, born for prizes and strength, rejoice in your seasons. Let your exhilaration and generosity come together—grant us heroic sons and bestow wealth upon us. This sacrifice has been prepared for you, O Ṛbhus, who established it among men in the highest places. Eager for praise, you stand forth, and all the foremost prizes have become yours. For you, generous ones, the treasure has been set apart for the worshipper who serves. Drink, O Ṛbhus, for the prize is yours—the third libation is offered for your delight. Come, O prize-bearers, mighty givers of wealth praised by men, come to your drinkings and the enjoyment of the days. These offerings are present before you, as if newly arrived at sunset. Come, O offspring of power, approach this sacrifice, invoked with reverence. United, O radiant ones, and those with you, drink the honeyed Soma, bearing treasures and accompanied by Indra. United with Indra and Varuṇa, drink Soma; united, O singer, with the Maruts. With the foremost gods, with those who guard the seasons, with the wives of the gods and those who bear treasures—rejoice together. United with the Ādityas, rejoice; united with the mountains, O Ṛbhus. United with the divine Savitar, united with the rivers that bear treasures. These are the Ṛbhus—akin to the Aśvins, to fathers and helpers—who fashioned the cow, made the horse, and crafted two separate chariots. These skillful ones accomplished noble deeds. Those who have bestowed wealth—cows, horses, heroic sons, and abundant riches—are the foremost Ṛbhus. May they, delighting, grant us gifts, as they do to the singers. You have not failed, nor transgressed, nor been blamed, O Ṛbhus, in this sacrifice. Together with Indra, with the Maruts, with the kings, you rejoice, O gods, in bestowing treasures. Come here, O offspring of power, O Ṛbhus of the Sudhanvanas—do not be absent. For in this libation your treasure is to be gained, and your exhilarations follow Indra. The treasure of the Ṛbhus has arrived here; the drinking of well-pressed Soma has taken place. By skill and insight, you divided one cup into four. You divided the cup into four, teaching, “Learn.” Then, O prize-bearers, you found the path to immortality, O Ṛbhus, skillful-handed among the gods. Was this cup made of clay, which you divided into four by skill? Now, press the libation for delight—drink, O Ṛbhus, of the honeyed Soma. By skill you made your parents young again; by skill you made the cup fit for the gods’ drinking. By skill you fashioned the two horses for Indra’s chariot, O Ṛbhus, bearers of prizes. For whoever presses the strong libation for you during the days, O Ṛbhus, grant wealth full of heroes, O mighty and delighting ones. You drank the Soma pressed in the morning, O Indra of the tawny steeds; the midday libation is yours alone. Drink with the Ṛbhus—with those who bear treasures—as you have made by skill. These gods, who became skillful like soaring eagles, have settled in heaven. Let them, O offspring of power, O Ṛbhus of the Sudhanvanas, grant treasures, having become immortal. When you accomplished the third pressing, the bestowal of riches, with keen insight and skillful hands, O Ṛbhus, that offering was purified for you—drink it here with your powers and exhilaration. Born without horses, without reins, and yet fit for praise, your three-wheeled chariot circles through the expanse, O Ṛbhus. This is your great, divine proclamation, as you sustain both heaven and earth. You fashioned the well-made, well-guided chariot, unwavering and surpassing the mind in thought. Truly, for you is the draught of this offering; to you, O Ṛbhus, we declare the prize. Your renowned speech among the gods is celebrated, O skillful ones. Though youthful, you restored your ancient parents to youth for movement—this is your greatness. With your thought, you made one cup into four, and from a hide, you fashioned a cow. Then, among the gods, you attained immortality—this, O Ṛbhus, is your praiseworthy deed. The wealth of the Ṛbhus is famed from the beginning, renowned for strength, produced by men. The work of Vibhvan is to be proclaimed in assemblies, whom the gods protected—he is wise among men. He is a prize-winning steed, a sage with eloquence, a hero steadfast in battle, bringing abundance and mighty strength—whom Vibhvan, the Ṛbhus, and Vaja have inspired. The finest, most splendid form has been placed upon you—accept this praise, O Ṛbhus, O Vajas; for you are wise, seers, and discerning. Through this hymn, we make you known. You, who know all, grant to us and to our inspired thoughts every noble enjoyment. Fashion for us, O Ṛbhus, radiant and powerful, supreme wealth and enduring vigor. Here, grant us offspring; here, grant us wealth; here, fashion for us fame with heroism—by which we may surpass others. O Ṛbhus, grant us wondrous strength. --- Thus, the deeds and blessings of the Ṛbhus are celebrated, their skill, generosity, and divine favor sought by those who worship with devotion and praise.