1Homage to Death the Ender! May thy breathings, inward and outward, still remain within thee.
Here stay this man united with his spirit in the Sun's realm, the world of life eternal!

2Bhaga hath lifted up this man, and Soma with his filaments,
Indra and Agni, and the Gods the Maruts, raised him up to health.

3Here is thy spirit, here thy breath, here is thy life, here is thy soul:
By a celestial utterance we raise thee from Destruction's bonds.

4Up from this place, O man, rise! sink not downward, casting away the bonds of Death that hold thee.
Be not thou parted from this world, from sight of Agni and the Sun.

5Purely for thee breathe Wind and Mátarisvan, and let the Waters rain on thee their nectar.
The Sun shall shine with healing on thy body;
Death shall have mercy on thee: do not leave us!

6Upward must be thy way, O man, not downward: with life and mental vigour I endow thee.
Ascend this car eternal, lightly rolling; then full of years shalt thou address the meeting.

7Let not thy soul go thither, nor be lost to us: slight not the living, go not where the Fathers are.
Let all the Gods retain thee here in safety.

8Yearn not for the departed ones, for those who lead men far away.
Rise up from darkness into light: come, both thy hands we clasp in ours.

9Let not the black dog and the brindled seize thee, two warders of the way sent forth by Yama.
Come hither; do not hesitate: with mind averted stay not there.

10Forbear to tread this path, for it is awful: that path I speak of which thou hast not travelled.
Enter it not, O man; this way is darkness: forward is danger, hitherward is safety.

11Thy guardians be the Fires within the Waters, thy guardian be the Fire which men enkindle.
Thy guardian be Vaisvánara Játavedas: let not celestial Fire with lightning burn thee.

12Let not the Flesh-Consumer plot against thee: depart thou far away from the Destroyer.
Be Heaven and Earth and Sun and Moon thy keepers, and from the dart of Gods may Air protect thee.

13May Vigilance and Watchfulness protect thee, Sleepless and Slumberless keep guard above thee!
Let Guardian and let Wakeful be thy warders.

14Let these be thy preservers, these thy keepers.
All hail to these, to these be lowly worship!

15May saving Savitar, Váyu, Indra, Dhátar restore thee to communion with the living.
Let not thy vigour or thy breath forsake thee: we recall thy life.

16Let not the fiend with snapping jaws, nor darkness find thee: tongue, holy grass: how shouldst thou perish?
May the Ádityas and the Vasus, Indra and Agni raise thee and to health restore thee.

17The Sky hath raised thee, and the Earth, Prajápati hath raised thee up.
The Plants and Herbs with Soma as their King have rescued thee from Death.

18Here let this man, O Gods, remain: let him not go to yonder world.
We rescue him from Mrityu with a charm that hath a thousand powers.

19I have delivered thee from Death. Strength-givers smelt and fashion thee!
Let not she-fiends with wild loose locks, or fearful howlers yell at thee.

20I have attained and captured thee: thou hast returned restored to youth.
Perfect in body: so have I found all thy sight and all thy life.

21Life hath breathed on thee; light hath come: darkness hath passed away from thee.
Far from thee we have buried Death, buried Destruction and Decline.

1Seize to thyself this trust of life for eyer: thine be longevity which nothing shortens.
Thy spirit and thy life again I bring thee: die not, nor vanish into mist and darkness.

2Come to the light of living men, come hither:
I draw thee to a life of hundred autumns.
Loosing the bonds of Death, the curse that holds thee, I give thee age of very long duration.

3Thy breath have I recovered from the Wind, thy vision from the Sun.
Thy mind I stablish and secure within thee: feel in thy members, use thy tongue, conversing.

4I blow upon thee with the breath of bipeds and quadrupeds, as on a fire new-kindled.
To thee, O Death, and to thy sight and breath have I paid reverence.

5Let this man live, let him not die: we raise him, we recover him.
I make for him a healing balm. O Death, forbear to slay this man.

6Here for sound health I invocate a living animating plant.
Preserving, queller of disease, victorious, full of power and might.

7Seize him not, but encourage and elease him: here let him stay, though thine, in all his vigour.
Bhava and Sarva, pity and protect him: give him full life and drive away misfortunes.

8Comfort him, Death, and pity him: let him arise and pass away.
Unharmed, with all his members, hearing well, with eld, may he through hundred years win profit with his soul.

9May the Gods' missile pass thee by. I bring thee safe from the mist: from death have I preserved thee.
Far have I banished flesh-consuming Agni: I place a rampart for thy life's protection.

10Saving him from that misty path of thine which cannot be defied.
From that descent of thine, O Death, we make for him a shield of prayer.

11I give thee both the acts of breath, health, lengthened life, and death by age.
All Yama's messengers who roam around, sent by Vaivas Váta, I chase away.

12Far off we drive Malignity, Destruction, Pisáchas banqueters on flesh, and Gráhi.
And all the demon kind, the brood of sin, like darkness, we dispel.

13I win thy life from Agni, from the living everlasting Játavedas.
This I procure for thee, that thou, undying, mayst not suffer harm, that thou mayst be content, that all be well with thee.

14Gracious to thee be Heaven and Earth, bringing no grief, and drawing nigh!
Pleasantly shine the Sun for thee, the Wind blow sweetly to thy heart!
Let the celestial Waters full of milk flow happily for thee.

15Auspicious be the Plants to thee! I have upraised thee, borne thee from the lower to the upper earth:
Let the two Sons of Aditi, the Sun and Moon, protect thee there.

16Whatever robe to cover thee or zone thou makest for thyself,
We make it pleasant to thy frame: may it be soft and smooth to touch.

17When, with a very keen and cleansing razor, our hair and beards thou shavest as a barber,
Smoothing our face steal not our vital forces.

18Auspicious unto thee be rice and barley, causing no painful sickness or consumption.
These two expel consumption, these deliver from calamity.

19Thy food, thy drink, whatever they be, corn grown by cultivation, milk, —
Food eatable, uneatable, I make all poisonless for thee.

20We give thee over as a charge to Day and Night, in trust to both.
Keep him for me from stingy fiends, from those who fain would feed on him.

21A hundred, yea, ten thousand years we give thee, ages two, three, four.
May Indra, Agni, all the Gods, with willing favour look on thee.

22To Autumn we deliver thee, to Winter, Spring, and Summer's care.
We trust thee with auspicious years wherein the plants and herbs grow up.

23Death is the lord of bipeds. Death is sovran lord of quadrupeds.
Away I bear thee from that Death the ruler: be not thou afraid.

24Thou, still uninjured, shalt not die: be not afraid; thou shalt not die.
Here where I am men do not die or go to lowest depths of gloom.

25Here verily all creatures live, the cow, the horse, the man, the beast,
Here where this holy prayer is used, a rampart that protecteth life.
Let it preserve thee from thy peers, from incantation, from thy friends.

26Live very long, be healthy, be immortal: let not the vital breath forsake thy body.

27One and a hundred modes of death, dangers that may be overcome, —
May Gods deliver thee from this when Agni, dear to all men, bids.

28Body of Agni prompt to save, slayer of fiends and foes art thou,
Yea, banisher of malady, the healing hath called Pútudru.

1I balm with oil the mighty demon-slayer, to the most famous friend I come for shelter.
Enkindled, sharpened by our rites, may Agni protect us in the day and night from evil.

2O Játavedas, armed with teeth of iron, enkindled with thy flame, attack the demons.
Seize with thy tongue the foolish gods' adorers: rend, put within thy mouth the raw-flesh-eaters.

3Apply thy teeth, the upper and the lower, thou who hast both, enkindled and destroying.
Roam also in the air, O King, around us, and with thy jaws assail the wicked spirits.

4Pierce through the Yatudhana's skin, O Agni; let the destroying dart with fire consume him.
Rend his joints, Játavedas! let the eater of raw flesh, seeking flesh, tear and destroy him.

5Where now thou seest, Agni Játavedas! a Yatudhana, standing still or roaming.
Or one that flieth through the air's mid-region, kindled to fury as an archer pierce him.

6Bending thy shafts through sacrifices, Agni! dippinng thine arrows in the hymn to point them.
Pierce to the heart therewith the Yatudhanas, and break their arms uplifted to attack thee.

7Rescue the captives also, Jatvedas! yea, those whom Yatudhanas' spears have captured!
Strike down that fiend, blazing before him, Agni!
Let spotted carrion-eating kites devour him.

8Here tell this forth, O Agni: whosoever is, he himself, or acteth as, a demon,
Grasp him, O thou most youthful, with thy fuel: to the Man-Seer's eye give him as booty.

9With keen glance guard the sacrifice, O Agni: thou Sage, conduct it onward to the Vasus.
Let not the fiends, O Man-Beholder, harm thee burning against the Rákshasas to slay them.

10Look on the fiend, 'mid men, as Man-Beholder: rend thou his three extremities in pieces.
Demolish with thy flame his ribs, O Agni: the Yatudhana's root destroy thou triply.

11Thrice, Agni, let thy noose surround the demon who with his falsehood injures holy Order.
Loud roaring with thy flame, O Játavedas, fetter him in the presence of the singer.

12Agni, what curse the pair this day may utter, what rude rough word the worshippers have spoken,
Each arrowy taunt sped from the angry spirit, — pierce to the heart therewith the Yatudhanas'.

13With fervent heat exterminate the demons: destroy the fiends with glow and flame, O Agni.
Destroy with fire the foolish gods' adorers: destroy the insatiate fiercely-burning creatures.

14May Gods destroy to-day the evil-doer: may uttered curses turn again and strike him.
Let arrows pierce the liar in his vitals, and Visva's net enclose the Yatudhana.

15The fiend who smears himself with flesh of cattle, with flesh of horses and of human bodies,
Who steals the milch-cow's milk away, O Agni, — tear off the heads of such with fiery fury.

16Let the fiends steal the poison of the cattle: may Aditi cast off the evil-doers.
May the God Savitar give them up to ruin, and be their share of herbs and plants denied them.

17The cow gives milk each year, O Man-Beholder: let not the Yatudhana ever taste it.
Agni, if one should glut him with the biestings, pierce with thy flame his vitals as he meets thee.

18Agni, from days of old thou slayest demons: never have Rákshasas in fight o'ercome thee.
Burn up the foolish ones, the flesh-devourers: let none of them escape thy heavenly arrow.

19Guard us, O Agni, from above and under, protect us from behind and from before us;
And may thy flames, most fierce and never wasting, glowing with fervent heat, consume the sinner.

20From rear, from front, from under, from above us, Agni, protect us as a sage with wisdom.
Guard to old age thy friend as friend eternal:
O Agni, as immortal, guard us mortals.

21Lend thou the worshipper that eye, O Agni, wherewith thou lookest on the hoof-armed demons.
With light celestial in Atharvan's manner burn up the fool who ruins truth with falsehood.

22We set thee round us as a fort, victorious Agni! thee, a sage.
In conquering colour day by day, destroyer of the treacherous foe.

23With deadly poison strike thou back the treacherous brood of Rákshasas,
O Agni, with thy sharpened glow, with rays that flash with points of flame.

24Agni shines far and wide with lofty splendour, and by his greatness makes all things apparent.
He conquers godless and malign enchantments, and sharpens both bis horns to gore the ogres.

25Thy two unwasting horns, O Játavedas, keen-pointed weapons, sharpened by devotion —
With these transfix the wicked-souled Kimidin, with fierce flame, Játavedas! when he meets thee.

26Bright, radiant, meet to be adored, immortal with refulgent glow,
Agni drives Rákshasas away.

1Indra and Soma, burn, destroy the demon foe!
Send downward, O ye Bulls, those who add gloom to gloom.
Annihilate the fools, slay them and burn them up: chase them away from us, pierce the voracious fiends.

2Let sin, Indra and Soma! round the wicked boil, like as a caldron set amid the flames of fire.
Against the foe of prayer, eater of gory flesh, the fearful-eyed Kimidin, keep perpetual hate.

3Indra and Soma, plunge the wicked in the depth, yea, cast them into darkness that hath no support,
So that not one of them may ever thence return: so may your wrathful might prevail and conquer them.

4Indra and Soma, hurl your deadly crushing bolt down on the wicked fiend from heaven and from the earth.
Yea, fashion from the big clouds your celestial dart wherewith ye burn to death the waxing demon race.

5Indra and Soma, cast ye downward from the sky your deadly bolts of stone burning with fiery flame,
Eternal, scorching darts. Plunge the voracious fiends within the depth, and let them pass without a sound.

6Indra and Soma, let this hymn control you both, even as the girth encompasses two vigorous steeds —
The song of praise which I with wisdom offer you.
Do ye, as Lords of men, animate these my prayers.

7In your impetuous manner think ye both thereon: destroy those evil spirits, kill the treacherous fiends.
Indra and Soma, let the wicked have no bliss whoso at any time attacks and injures us.

8Whoso accuses me with words of falsehood when I pursue my way with guileless spirit.
May he, the speaker of untruth, be, Indra! like water which the hollowed hand compresses.

9Those who destroy, as is their wont, the simple, and with their evil natures harm the righteous.
May Soma give them over to the serpent, or to the lap of Nirriti consign them.

10O Agni, whosoever seeks to injure the essence of our food, kine, steeds, or bodies.
May he, the adversary, thief, and robber, sink to destruction, both himself and offspring.

11May he be swept away, himself and children; may all the three earths press him down beneath them.
May his fair glory, O ye Gods, be blighted, who in the day or night would fain destroy us.

12The prudent finds it easy to distinguish the true and false: their words oppose each other.
Of these two that which is the true and honest Soma protects, and brings the false to nothing.

13Never doth Soma aid and guide the wicked or him who falsely claims the Warrior's title.
He slays the fiend and him who speaks untruly: both lie entangled in the noose of Indra.

14As if I worshipped deities of falsehood, or thought vain thoughts about the Gods, O Agni!
Why art thou angry with us, Játavedas? Destruction fall on those who lie against thee!

15So may I die this day if I have harassed any man's life, or if I be a demon.
Yea, may he lose all his ten sons together who with false tongue hath called me Yatudhana.

16May Indra slay him with a mighty weapon, and let the vilest of all creatures perish,
The fiend who says that he is pure, who calls me a demon though devoid of demon nature.

17She too who wanders like an owl at night-time, hiding her body in her guile and malice.
May she fall downward into endless caverns. May press-stones with loud ring destroy the demons.

18Spread out, ye Maruts, search among the people: seize ye and grind the Rákshasas to pieces,
Who fly abroad, transformed to birds, at night-time, and sully and pollute our holy worship.

19Hurl down from heaven thy bolt of stone, O Indra: sharpen it, Maghavan, made keen by Soma.
Forward, behind, and from above and under, smite down the demons with thy rocky weapon.

20They fly, the demon dogs, and, bent on mischief, fain would they harm indomitable Indra.
Sakra makes sharp his weapon for the wicked: now let him cast his bolt at fiendish wizards.

21Indra hath ever been the fiends' destroyer who spoil oblations of the Gods' invokers.
Yea, Sakra, like an axe that splits the timber, assails and smashes them like earthen vessels.

22Destroy the fiend shaped like an owl or owlet, destroy him in the form of dog or cuckoo.
Destroy him shaped as eagle or as vulture: as with a stone, O Indra, crush the demon.

23Let not the fiend of witchcraft-workers reach us. may Dawn drive off the couples of Kimídins.
Earth keep us safe from earthly woe and trouble!
From grief that comes from heaven Mid-air preserve us!

24Indra destroy the demon, male and female, joying and triumphing in arts of magic!
Let the fools' gods with bent necks fall and perish, and see no more the Sun when he arises.

25Look, each one, hither, look around. Indra and Soma, watch ye well.
Cast forth your weapon at the fiends: against the sorcerers hurl your bolt.

1Upon the strong is bound the strong, this magic cord, this Amulet,
Potent, foe-slayer, served by valiant heroes, happy and fortunate defence.

2This Charm, foe-slayer, served by many heroes, strong, powerful, victorious, and mighty, goes bravely forth to meet and ruin witchcraft.

3With this same Amulet wise Indra routed the Asuras, with this he slaughtered Vritra,
With this he won this pair, both Earth and Heaven, and made the sky's four regions his possession.

4May this encircling magic cord, this Amulet of Sráktya wood.
Mighty, subduing enemies, keep us secure on every side.

5This Agni hath declared, Soma declared it, Brihaspati, and Savitar, and Indra.
So may these Gods whom I have set before me oppose with saving charms and banish witchcraft.

6Whoever for his armour takes an amulet of the Sráktya tree.
Like the Sun risen up to heaven, quells witchcraft with superior might.

7With Amulet of Sráktya wood, as with a thoughtful Rishi's aid.
In every fight have I prevailed; I smite the foes and Rákshasas.

8All witchcraft of Angirases, all witchcraft wrought by Asuras,
All witchcraft self-originate, and all that others have prepared,
May these depart to both remotest spaces, past ninety ample water-floods.

9May the Gods bind the Charm on him for armour,
Indra, and Vishnu, Savitar, Rudra, Agni,
Prajápati, sublimest Parameshthin, Viráj, Vaisvánara, and all the Rishis.

10Thou art the chief of all the plants, even as a bull among the beasts,
A tiger of the beasts of prey. Him whom we sought for have we found him lying near in wait for us.

11A tiger verily is he, he is a lion, and a bull, Subduer of his foes is he, the man who wears this Amulet.

12No mortal beings slay him, no Gandharvas, no Apsarases;
O'er all the regions he is king, the man who wears this Amulet.

14Kasyapa formed and fashioned thee, Kasyapa raised and sent thee forth.
Indra wore thee, and, wearing thee, won in the wrestling-match with man.
The Amulet of boundless might the Gods have made a coat of mail.

15Whoever would destroy thee with Diksha-rites, sacrifices, spells,
Meet him and smite him, Indra! with thy hundred-knotted thunderbolt.

16Verily let this Amulet, circular, potent, conquering,
Happy and fortunate defence, preserve thy children and thy wealth.

17Brave Indra, set before us light, peace and security from below,
Peace and security from above, peace and security from behind.

18My coat of mail is Heaven and Earth, my coat of mail is Day and Sun:
A coat of mail may Indra and Agni and Dhátar grant to me.

19Not all the Gods may pierce, all leagued together, the vast strong shield which Indra gives, and Agni.
May that great shield on all sides guard my body, that to full eld my life may be extended.

20Let the Gods' Charm be bound on me to keep me safe from every ill.
Come ye and enter all within this pillar, the safe-guard of the body, thrice-defended.

21In this let Indra lay a store of valour: approach ye Gods, and enter it together,
For his long life, to last a hundred autumns, that to full age his days may be extended.

22Lord of the clan who brings us bliss, fiend-slayer, queller of the foe,
May he, the conqueror, ne'er subdued, may Indra bind the Charm on thee,
Bull, Soma-drinker, he who gives us peace.
May he protect thee round about, by night and day on every side.

1Let neither fiend of evil name, Alinsa, Vátaspa, desire
Thy pair of husband-wooers which thy mother cleansed when thou wast born.

2Patala, Anupalala, Sarku, Koka, Malimlucha, Palijaka, Vavrivásas and Asresha, Rikshagriva and Pramlin.

3Approach not, come not hither ward: creep not thou in between her thighs.
I set, to guard her, Baja, that which chases him of evil name.

4Durnámá and Sunámá both are eager to converse with her.
We drive away Arayas: let Sunámá seek the women-folk.

5The black and hairy Asura, and Stambaja and Tunjika,
Arayas from this girl we drive, from bosom, waist, and parts below.

6Sniffer, and Feeler, him who eats raw flesh, and him who licks his lips,
Arayas with the tails of dogs, the yellow Baja hath destroyed.

7Whoever, in thy brother's shape or father's comes to thee in sleep, —
Let Baja rout and chase them like eunuchs with woman's head-dress on.

8Whoever steals to thee asleep or thinks to harm thee when awake, —
These hath it banished, as the Sun travelling round drives shade away.

9Whoever causeth her to lose her child or bear untimely fruit, —
Destroy him, O thou Plant, destroy the slippery fiend who lusts for her.

10Those who at evening, with the bray of asses, dance around the house, Kukshilas, and Kusalas, and Kakubhas, Srimas, Karumas,
These with thine odour, O thou Plant, drive far away to every side.

11Kukundhas and Kukurabbas who dress themselves in hides and skins,
Who dance about like eunuchs, who raise a wild clamour in the wood, all these we banish far away.

12All those who cannot bear the Sun who warms us yonder from the sky,
Arayas with the smell of goats, malodorous, with bloody mouths, the Makakas we drive afar.

13All those who on their shoulders bear a head of monstrous magnitude.
Who pierce the women's loins with pain, — those demons, Indra! drive away!

14Those, bearing horns upon their hands, who first of all approach the brides;
Standing in ovens, laughing loud, those who in bushes flash forth light, all these we banish hence away.

15Those who have retroverted toes, and heels and faces in the front.
Khalajas Sakadhamajas, Urundas, all the Matmatas, impotent Kumbhamushkas, these,
Drive thou, O Bráhmanaspati, far from this girl with vigilance.

16Sightless and with distorted eyes, impotent, womanless be they.
O Healing Plant, cast each away who, not her husband, would approach this woman wedded to her lord.

17The Bristly-haired, the Maniac-haired, the Biter, and the Groper-fiend,
The Creeper-near, the Copper-hued, the Snouty, and the Saluda,
With foot and heel kick over, as a hasty cow her milking-pan.

18If one should touch thy coming babe or kill thine infant newly born,
The yellow Plant with mighty bow shall pierce him even to the heart.

19Those who kill infants unawares, and near the new-made mothers lie, —
Let Pinga chase the amorous Gandharvas as wind chases cloud.

20Let it maintain the genial seed: let the laid embryo rest secure.
Let both strong Healers, to be worn within the girdle, guard the babe.

21From the Kimidin, for thy lord and chidren, Pinga shield thee well,
From Sáyaka, and Nagnaka, Tangalva, and Pavínsa.

22Prom the-five-footed, fingerless, from the four-eyed, the double-faced,
From the Close-creeper, from the Worm, from the Quick-Roller guard her well.

23Those who eat flesh uncooked, and those who eat the bleeding flesh of men;
Feeders on babes unborn, long-haired, far from this place we banish these.

24Sly slinkers from the Sun, as slinks a woman from her husband's sire, —
Deep down into the heart of these let Baja and let Pinga pierce.

25Pinga, preserve the babe at birth, make not the boy a female child.
Let not Egg-eaters mar the germs: drive the Kimídins far away.

26Sterility, and infants' death, and weepings that announceth woe —
Dear I lay them on the fiend as thou wouldst pluck a garland from a tree.

1The tawny-coloured, and the pale, the variegated, and the red,
The dusky-tinted, and the black, — all Plants we summon hitherward.

2This man let them deliver from Consumption which the Gods have sent.
The father of these Herbs was Heaven, their mother Earth, the Sea their root.

3The Waters are the best, and heavenly Plants: From every limb of thine have they removed Consumption caused by sin.

4I speak to Healing Herbs spreading, and bushy, to creepers, and to those whose sheath is single,
I call for thee the fibrous and the reed-like, and branching Plants, dear to the Visve Devas, powerful, giving life to men.

5The conquering strength, the power and might which ye, victorious Plants, possess.
Therewith deliver this man here from this Consumption, O ye Plants: so I prepare the remedy.

6The living Plant that giveth life, that driveth malady away,
Arundhatr, the rescuer, strengthening, rich in sweets I call, to free this man from scath and harm.

7Hitherward let the sapient come, the friendly sharers of my speech,
That we may give this man relief and raise him from his evil plight.

8Germ of the Waters, Agni's food. Plants ever growing fresh and new.
Sure, healing, bearing thousand names, let them be all collected here.

9Let Plants whose soul is water, girt with Avakás, piercing with their sharp horns expel the malady.

10Strong, antidotes of poison, those releasers, free from Váruna,
And those that drive away Catarrh, and those that frustrate magic arts, let all those Plants come hitherward.

11Let purchased Plants of mightier power, Plants that are praised for excellence,
Here in this village safely keep cattle and horses, man and beast.

12Sweet is their root, sweet are these Plants' top branches, sweet also is their intermediate portion;
Sweet is their foliage, and sweet their blossom, combined with sweetness is their taste of Amrit: food, fatness let them yield, with kine preceding.

13These Plants that grow upon the earth, whate'er their number and their size —
Let these with all their thousand leaves free me from Death and misery.

14May the Plants' Tiger-amulet, protective, guardian from the curse,
Beat off the brood of demons, drive all maladies afar from us.

15Before the gathered Plants they fly and scatter, as though a lion's roar or fire dismayed them.
Expelled by Plants, let men's and kine's Consumption pass from us to the navigable rivers.

16Emancipated from the sway of Agni, of Vaisvánara, go, covering the earth, ye Plants whose ruler is Vanaspati.

17May these be pleasant to our heart, auspicious, rich in store of milk,
These Plants of the Angirasee which grow on mountains and on plains.

18The Plants I know myself, the plants that with mine eye I look upon,
Plants yet unknown, and those we know wherein we find that power is stored,

19Let all the congregated Plants attend and mark mine utterance.
That we may rescue this man here and save him from severe distress.

20Asvattha, Darba, King of Plants, in Soma, deathless sacrifice:
Barley and Rice are healing balms, the sons of Heaven who never die.

21Lift yourselves up, ye Healing Plants, loud is the thunder's crash and roar
When with full flow Parjanya, ye Children of Prisni! blesseth you.

22We give the essence of that stream of nectar to this man to drink:
So I prepare a remedy that he may live a hundred years.

23Well doth the wild boar know a Plant, the mungoose knows the Healing Herb.
I call, to aid this man, the Plants which Serpents and Gandharvas know.

24Plants of Angirases which hawks, celestial Plants which eagles know;
Plants known to swans and lesser fowl. Plants known to all the birds that fly.
Plants that are known to sylvan beasts — I call them all to aid this man.

25The multitude of herbs whereon the Cows whom none may slaughter feed, all that are food for goats and sheep.
So many Plants, brought hitherward, give shelter and defence to thee!

26Hitherward unto thee I bring the Plants that cure all maladies.
All Plants wherein physicians have discovered health-bestowing power.

27Let Plants with flower and Plants with bud, the fruitful and the fruitless, all,
Like children of one mother, yield their stores for this man's perfect health.

28From the Five-arrowed, from the Ten-arrowed have I delivered thee,
Freed thee from Yama's fetter and from all offence against the Gods.

1Indra the Shaker shake them up, brave, hero, fort-demolisher,
That into thousand fragments we may strike the armies of our foes!

2Let Pútirajju with her breath corrupt and putrefy that host.
And terror smite our foemen's heart when fire and smoke are seen afar.

3Asvattha, rend those men; do thou devour them quickly, Khadira!
Like reeds let them be broken through, down-smitten by a lifted rush.

4Let Parusháhva make them reeds, and let the bulrush strike them down;
Bound in a mighty net let them break quickly like an arrow's shaft.

5Air was the net; the poles thereof were the great quarters of the sky:
Sakra therewith enveloped and cast on the ground the Dasyus' host.

6Verily mighty is the net of mighty Sakra rich in wealth:
Therewith press all the foemen down so that not one of them escape!

7Great is thy net, brave Indra, thine the mighty match for a thousand, Lord of Hundred Powers!
Holding them, with his host, therewith hath Indra slaughtered Dasyus a hundred, thousand, myriad, hundred millions.

8This world so mighty was the net of Sakra, of the Mighty One:
With this, the net of Indra, I envelop all those men with gloom.

9Great weakness and misfortune, pain which words can never charm away.
Languor, fatigue, bewilderment, with these I compass all the foes.

10I give those foemen up to Death: bound in the bonds of Death are they.
I bind and carry them away to meet Death's wicked messengers.

11Bear them away. Death's messengers! envoys of Yama! bind them fast.
More than a thousand be their slain: the club of Bhava pierce them through!

12Forth go the Sádhyas in their might bearing one net-pole raised aloft.
One pole the Rudras carry, one the Vasus, and the Ádityas one.

13The Visve Devas from above shall come depressing it with might,
And in the midst the Angirases, slaying the mighty host, shall go.

14Trees of the forest, trees that bear flower and fruit, and herbs and plants,
Quadruped, biped send I forth that they may strike this army dead.

15Gandharvas, and Apsarases, Gods, Serpents, Fathers, Holy Men,
Seen and unseen, I send them forth that they may strike this army dead.

16Here spread are snares of Death wherefrom thou, once within them, ne'er art freed:
Full many a thousand of the host yonder this horn shall smite and slay.

17The Gharma hath been warmed with fire: this Homa slays a thousand men.
Let Bhava, Prisnibahu, and Sarva destroy that armament.

18Their portion be the fire of Death, hunger, exhaustion, slaughter, fear.
With your entangling snares and nets, Sarva and Indra! slay that host.

19Fly, conquered, in alarm, ye foes, run driven by the spell away!
Let not one man escape of those when routed by Brihaspati.

20Down fall their weapons on the ground: no strength be theirs to point a shaft:
Then in their dreadful terror let their arrows wound their vital parts.

21Let Heaven and Earth roar out in wrath against them, and Air with all the Deities in concert.
Let them not find a surety or a refuge, but torn away go down to Death together.

22The mules of the Gods' car are heaven's four quarters; their hooves are sacred cakes, the air its body.
Its sides are Heaven and Earth, its reins the Seasons, Voice is its hood, its grooms are sky's mid-regions.

23Year is the car. Full Year the seat for driving, Viráj the pole, the chariot's front is Agni, Indra the warrior, and the Moon the driver.

24Hence conquer, conquer. Hail! be thou the victor!
Let these be conquerors and those be conquered.
Good luck to these, ill luck to those men yonder!
With the dark-blue and red our foes I cover.

1Whence were these two produced? which was that region? From what world, from which earth had they their being?
Calves of Viráj, these two arose from water, I ask thee of these twain, who was their milker.

2He who prepared a threefold home, and lying there made the water bellow through his greatness,
Calf of Viráj, giving each wish fulfilment, made bodies for himself far off, in secret.

3Which are the three, the mighty three, whereof the fourth divides the voice.
This may the Bráhman know by prayer and fervour, whereto belongs the one, whereto the other.

4Out of the Brihat as the sixth five Sámans have been fashioned forth:
From Brihatí was Brihat formed: whence was the Brihatí composed?

5On measure Brihatí is based; and measure on the measurer:
From magic might came magic might, from magic might came Matali.

6Vaisvánara's image is the sky above us, so far as Agni forced both spheres asunder.
Thence from that region as the sixth come praise-songs, and every sixth day hence again go upward.

7We, Kasyapa! six present Rishis, ask thee — for thou hast proved things tried and meet for trial —
They call Viráj the father of Devotion: tell her to us thy friends in all her figures.

8She whom, advancing, sacrifices follow, and when she takes her station stand beside her.
By whose control and best the spirit moveth, she is Viráj, in highest heaven, O Rishis.

9Breathless, she moves by breath of living creatures. Svaráj precedes, Viráj comes closely after.
Some men behold her not, and some behold her, Viráj meet-shaped, who thinks of all existence.

10Who hath perceived Viráj's duplication, perceived her seasons and her rule and practice?
Who knows her steps, how oft, how far extended, who knows her home and number of her dawnings?

11She here who first of all sent forth her lustre moves onward resting on these lower creatures.
Exalted power and might are stored within her: the woman hath prevailed, the new-come mother.

12Both Dawns on wings of song, with rich adornment, move on together to their common dwelling.
Súrya's two wives, unwasting, most prolific, knowing their way, move, rich in light, together.

13The three have passed along the path of Order — three warm libations have regarded offspring —
One quickens progeny, one strengthens vigour, and one protects the kingdom of the pious.

14She who was fourth was made by Agni, Soma, and Rishis as they formed both halves of worship,
Gáyatri, Trishtup, Jagátí, Auushtup, Brihadarki! lightening the sacrificer.

15Five milkings answer to the fivefold dawning, five seasons to the cow who bears five titles.
The five sky-regions made fifteen in number, one head have these to one sole world directed.

16Six Elements arose, first-born of Order: the six-day time is carried by six Sámans.
Six-yoked the plough is, as each trace is numbered: they call both broad ones six; six, Earth and Heaven.

17They call the cold months six, and six the hot ones.
Which, tell us, of the seasons is redundant?
Seven sages, eagles, have sat down together: seven metres match the seven Consecrations.

18Seven are the Homas, seven the logs for burning, seven are the streams of mead, and seven the seasons.
Into the world have come seven streams of butter: those we have heard of as the Seven Vultures.

19Seven metres, by four syllables increasing, each of the seven founded upon another —
How are the hymns of praise on these supported, and how are these imposed upon the praise-songs?

20How hath the Gáyatri filled out three triads? On the fifteen how is the Trishtup moulded,
Jagátí fashioned on the three-and-thirty? How is Anushtup formed? how Ekavins?

21Eight Elements sprang up, first born of Order: the Priests divine are eight in number, Indra!
Eight are the wombs of Aditi, eight her children: for the eighth night is the libation destined.

22So planning bliss for you have I come hither to win your friendship: kind am I, and gracious.
Born from one source, propitious is your wisdom: knowing full well to all of you it cometh.

23To Indra eight, to Yama six, seven to the Rishis, seven to each:
The number five accompanies waters and men and healing herbs.

24The Heifer, all his own, poured forth for Indra control and milk at her first time of milking;
And he then satisfied the four divisions, the Gods and men and Asuras and Rishis.

25Who is the Cow? Who is the Single Rishi? What is the law, what are the benedictions?
What on the earth is the one only Spirit? Which of the number is the Single Season?

26One is the Cow, one is the Single Spirit, one is the law, single are benedictions.
The Spirit dwelling on the earth is single: the Single Season never is transcended.

1Viráj at first was This. At birth all feared her; the thought, She will become this All, struck terror.

2She rose, the Gárhapatya fire she entered.
He who knows this becomes lord of a household, performer of domestic sacrifices.

3She mounted up, the Eastward fire she entered.
He who knows this becomes the Gods' beloved, and to his call they come when he invokes them.

4She mounted up, the Southward fire she entered.
He who knows this becomes a fit performer of sacrifice, meet for honour, shelter-giver.

5She mounted up, she entered the Assembly. He who knows this becomes polite and courtly, and people come as guests to his assembly.

6She mounted up, she passed within the meeting. He who knows this becomes fit for the meeting, and to his hall of meeting come the people. -

7She mounted up, she entered Consultation. Whoso knows this is fit to be consulted, and to his consultation come the people.

8She mounted up, and, into four divided, she took her station in the air's mid-region.

9Of her the Gods and men said, This she knoweth. That we may both have life let us invoke her.

10Thus did they cry to her:

11Come, Strength! come. Food! come, Charmer! come, Free-giver!

12Her calf, her well-beloved calf, was Indra: Gáyatri was her rope, the cloud her udder.

13Two teats she had, Rathantara and Brihat, two, Yajnáyajniya and Vámadevya.

14With the Rathantara the Gods milked from her, the Plants, and all the wide expanse with Brihat.

15They drew the Waters forth with Vámadevya, with Yajnáyajniya they milked out worship.

16For him who knoweth this, Rathantara poureth out Plants, and Brihat yieldeth wide expansion.

17Waters from Vámadevya come from Yajnáyajniya sacrifice.

18She rose, she came unto the trees: they killed her.
A year went by and she again existed.
Hence in a year the wounds of trees heal over. He who knows this sees his loathed rival wounded!

19She mounted up, she came unto the Fathers: they killed her: in a month she re-existed.
Hence men give monthly offerings to the Fathers: who knows this, knows the path which they have trodden.

20She rose, she came unto the Gods: they killed her; but in a fortnight she again was living.
Fortnightly, hence, men serve the Gods with Vashat!
Who knows this knows the way which Gods pass over.

21She mounted up, she came to men: they killed her.
Presently she regained her life and being.
Hence on both days to men they bring and offer — whoso knows this — near-seated in the dwelling.

22She rose, approached the Asuras: they called her: their cry was, Come, O Máyá, come thou hither.
Her dear calf was Virochana Práhrádi: her milking-vessel was a pan of iron.
Dvimúrdhá Ártvya milked her, yea, this Máyá. The Asuras depend for life on Máyá. He who knows this becomes a fit supporter.

23She mounted up, she came unto the Fathers. The Fathers called to her, O Food, come hither.
King Yama was her calf, her pail was silvern.
Antaka, Mrityu's son, milked her, this Svadhá.
This Food the Fathers make their lives' sustainer.
He who knows this becomes a meet supporter.

24She mounted up, she came to men. They called her, Come unto us, come hither thou Free-giver!
Earth was her milking-pail, the calf beside her Manu Vaivas Váta, Vivasván's offspring.
Prithi the son of Vesa was her milker: he milked forth husbandry and grain for sowing.
These men depend for life on corn and tillage. He who knows this becomes a meet supporter, successful in the culture of his corn-land.

25She rose, she came unto the Seven Rishis. They called her, Come, Rich in Devotion! hither.
King Soma was her calf, the Moon her milk-pail.
Brihaspati Angiras, her milker,
Drew from her udder Prayer and Holy Fervour,
Fervour and Prayer maintain the Seven Rishis.
He who knows this becomes a meet supporter, a priest illustrious for his sacred knowledge.

26She rose, she came unto the Gods. They called her, crying, O Vigour, come to us, come hither!
God Savitar milked her, he milked forth Vigour.
The Gods depend for life upon that Vigour. He who knows this becomes a meet supporter.

27She rose, approached the Apsarases and Gandharvas.
They called her. Come to us, O Fragrant-scented!
The son of Súryavarchas, Chitraratha, was her dear calf, her pail a lotus-petal.
The son of Súryavarchas, Vasuruchi, milked and drew from her most delightful fragrance.
That scent supports Apsarases and Gandharvas.
He who knows this becomes a meet supporter, and round him ever breathes delicious odour.

28She mounted up, she came to Other People. They called her, crying, Come, Come concealment! hither.
Her dear calf was Vaisravapa Kubera, a vessel never tempered was her milk-pail.
Rajatanabhi, offspring of Kubera, milked her, and from her udder drew concealment.
By that concealment live the Other People. He who knows this becomes a meet supporter, and makes all evil disappear and vanish.

29She mounted up, she came unto the Serpents. The Serpents called her, Venomous I come hither.
Her calf was Takshaka, Visala's offspring: a bottle-gourd supplied a milking-vesseL
Iravan's offspring, Dhritarshtra milked her, and from her udder drew forth only poison.
That poison quickens and supports the Serpents:
He who knows this becomes a meet supporter.

30One would ward off, for him who hath this knowledge, if with a bottle-gourd he sprinkled water.

31And did he not repel, if in his spirit he said, I drive thee back, he would repel it.

32The poison that it drives away, that poison verily repels.

33The man who hath this knowledge pours its venom on his hated foe.