Mythology & Folklore
Atharva Veda 7.114: A woman's incantation against a rival
Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith (1895–96) · From The Hymns of the Atharva-Veda (1895–96)
I have extracted from thy sides, I have extracted from thy heart, I have extracted from thy face the strength and splendour that were thine.
Let pain and suffering pass away, let cares and curses vanish.
hence.
Let Agni slay the fiendish hags, Soma kill bags who trouble us.
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MLA
Veda, The Rishis of the Atharva. “Atharva Veda 7.114: A woman's incantation against a rival.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/atharvaveda-rishis/416/.
Chicago
Veda, The Rishis of the Atharva. “Atharva Veda 7.114: A woman's incantation against a rival.” Translated by Ralph T. H. Griffith. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/atharvaveda-rishis/416/.
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