Atharva Veda · 210 of 724

HYMN XLII

A charm to reconcile estranged friends 1. I loose the anger from thy heart as ’twere the bowstring from a    bow,   That we, one-minded now, may walk together as familiar    friends. 2. Together let us walk as friends: thy wrathful feeling I remove.   Beneath a heavy stone we cast thy wrath away and bury it. 3. I trample on thine anger thus, I tread it down with heel and toe:   So dost thou yield thee to my will, to speak no more rebelliously.