Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1Whate'er I eat I turn to strength, and thus I grasp the Thunder-
bolt,
Rending the shoulders of that man as Indra shattered Vritra's
neck.
2I drink together what I drink, even as the sea that swallows all.
Drinking the life-breath of that man, we drink that man and
swallow him.
3Whate'er I eat I swallow up, even as the sea that swallows all.
Swallowing that man's vital breath, we swallow him completely
up.