Atharva Veda · 716 of 724

HYMN CXXXV

Verses called Frustration, Abuse, the Gods’ Offering, and Dazzling Power 1. Bang! here he is. A dog, 2. Swish! it is gone. Falling of leaves. 3. Crunch! it is trodden on. A cow’s hoof. 4. These Gods have gone astray. Do thou, Adhvaryu, quickly do    thy work. 5. There is good resting for the cows. Take thy delight. 6. O singer, the Ādityas brought rich guerdon to the Angirases.   Singer, they went not near to it. Singer, they did not take the    gift. 7. Singer, they went not near to that; but, singer, they accepted    this:   That days may not be indistinct, nor sacrifices leaderless. 8. And quickly Both he fly away, the White Horse swiftest on his    feet,   And swiftly fills his measure up. 9Ādityas, Rudras, Vasus, all pay worship unto thee. Accept this    liberal gift, O Angiras,   This bounty excellent and rich, this ample bounty spreading far. 10. The Gods shall give the precious boon: let it be pleasant to    your hearts.   Let it be with you every day: accept our offerings in return. 11. Vouchsafe us shelter, Indra, thou to be invoked from far away.   Bring treasure hither to reward the far-famed bard who praises    thee. 12. Thou, Indra, to the trembling dove whose pinions had been rent    and torn.   Gayest ripe grain and Pilu fruit, gavest him water when athirst. 13. The ready praiser loudly speaks though fastened triply with a    strap.   Yea, he commends the freshening draught, deprecates languor    of disease.