Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]
1Let not a thief or wicked man possess you: let not the dart of
Rudra come anear you,
Prolific, shining in the goodly pasture, drinking at pleasant pools
the limpid water. p. a303
2Ye know the place and rest content, close-gathered, called by
many a name. Come to me, Goddesses, with Gods
Bedew with streams of fatness us, this cattle-pen, and all this
place.