Atharva Veda · 205 of 724

HYMN XXXVII

A charm to divert Imprecation personified 1. Hitherward, having yoked his steeds, came Imprecation,    thousand-eyed,   Seeking my curser, as a wolf the home of one who owneth sheep. 2. Avoid us, Imprecation! as consuming fire avoids the lake.   Smite thou the man who curses us, as the sky's lightning strikes    the tree. 3. Who curses us, himself uncursed, or, cursed, who curses us    again,   Him cast I as a sop to Death, as to a dog one throws a bone.