Mythology & Folklore
Atharva Veda 7.64: A charm to avert an evil omen
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1895–96) · From The Hymns of the Atharva-Veda (1895–96)
From all that woe and trouble may the Waters save and rescue me, Whate'er the Raven, black of hue, flying out hither ward, hath dropped.
May Agni Gārhapatya save and set me free from all this guilt.
Which the black Raven with thy mouth, O Nirriti, hath wiped away.
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MLA
Veda, The Rishis of the Atharva. “Atharva Veda 7.64: A charm to avert an evil omen.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/atharvaveda-rishis/366/.
Chicago
Veda, The Rishis of the Atharva. “Atharva Veda 7.64: A charm to avert an evil omen.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/atharvaveda-rishis/366/.
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