BEGONE the Panis, hence away, rebellious, scorners of the

Gods!

The place is his who poured the juice.

2Let Savitar approve a spot upon the earth for thy remains: And let the bulls be yoked for it.

3Let Vâyu purify. Let Savitar purify. With Agni’s glitter. With Savitar’s lustre. Let the bulls be unyoked.

4The Holy Fig Tree is your home, your mansion is the Parna Tree: Winners of cattle shall ye be if ye regain for me this man.

5Let Savitar lay down thy bones committed to the Mother’s lap. Be pleasant to this man, O Earth.

6Here in the God Prajâpati, near water, Man, I lay thee down: May his light drive mishap from us.

7Go hence, O Death, pursue thy special pathway apart from that which Gods are wont to travel. To thee I say it who hast eyes and hearest: Touch not our offspring, injure not our heroes.

8Pleasant to thee be wind and sun, and pleasant be the bricks to thee. Pleasant to thee be the terrestrial fires: let them not scorch thee in their flames.

9Prosper for thee the regions and the waters, and let the seas for thee be most propitious. Auspicious unto thee be Air. Prosper all Quarters well for thee!

10On flows the stony flood: hold fast each other, keep yourselves up, my friends, and pass the river. Here let us leave the powers that brought no profit, and cross the flood to Powers that are auspicious.

11Drive away evil, drive away fault, sorcery, and guiltiness. Do thou, O Apâmârga, drive the evil dream away from us.

12To us let waters and the plants be friendly, to him who hates us, whom we hate, unfriendly.

13For our prosperity we touch the ox the son of Surabhi. Be bearer and deliverer to us as Indra to the Gods.

14Looking upon the loftiest light, etc. as in XX. 21.

15Here I erect this rampart for the living: let none of these, none other, reach this limit. May they survive a hundred lengthened autumns, and may they bury Death beneath this mountain.

16Agni, thou pourest life, etc. as in XIX. 38.

17Waxing with sacrifice live long, O Agni, with butter on thy face and homed in fatness. When thou hast drunk the cows’ fair savoury butter, guard, as a father guards his son, these people.

18These men have led about the ox, have duly carried Agni round, And raised their glory to the Gods. Who will attack them with success?

19I drive Corpse-eating Agni to a distance: sin-laden let him go to Yama’s kingdom. Here let this other, Jâtavedas, carry oblation to the Deities, foreknowing.

20Carry the fat to Fathers, Jâtavedas, where, far away, thou knowest, them established. Let rivulets of marrow flow to meet them, and let their truthful wishes be accomplished. All-hail!

21Pleasant be thou to us, O Earth, without a thorn,