Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Uprising let the Sun destroy, and when he sinketh, with his
The Worms that live within the cow.
2The four-eyed worm, of every shape, the variegated, and the
I break and crush the creature's ribs, and tear away its head
3Like Atri I destroy you, Worms! in Kanva's, Jamadagni's way:
I bray and bruise the creeping things to pieces with Agastya's•
4Slain is the sovran of these Worms, yea, their controlling lord
Slain is the Worm, his mother slain, brother and sister both are
5Slain are his ministers, and slain his followers and retinue:
Yes, those that seemed the tiniest things, the Worms have all
been put to death.
6I break in pieces both thy horns wherewith thou pushest here
I cleave and rend the bag which holds the venom which is•
stored in thee.