Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 2 — Chapter 12
AV 2 12.1
द्यावापृथिवी उर्व् अन्तरिक्षं क्षेत्रस्य पत्न्य् उरुगायो ऽद्भुतः । उतान्तरिक्षम् उरु वातगोपं त इह तप्यन्तां मयि तप्यमाने
dyāvāpṛthivī urv antarikṣaṃ kṣetrasya patny urugāyo 'dbhutaḥ | utāntarikṣam uru vātagopaṃ ta iha tapyantāṃ mayi tapyamāne
Heaven and Earth, the wide mid-space, the mistress of the field, the wide-ranging wondrous one, and the wide mid-space guarded by the wind — let these burn here while I am burning.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
The spacious Firmament, and Earth and Heaven, the Field's Queen, and the wonderful Wide-Strider, Yea, the broad middle air which Vāta guardeth, may these now burn with heat while I am burning.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.2
इदं देवाः शृणुत ये यज्ञिया स्थ भरद्वाजो मह्यम् उक्थानि शंसति । पाशे स बद्धो दुरिते नि युज्यतां यो अस्माकं मन इदं हिनस्ति
idaṃ devāḥ śṛṇuta ye yajñiyā stha bharadvājo mahyam ukthāni śaṃsati | pāśe sa baddho durite ni yujyatāṃ yo asmākaṃ mana idaṃ hinasti
Hear this, gods, you who are worthy of sacrifice; Bharadvāja recites the hymns for me. Let him be bound in a noose and yoked down into mishap, he who injures this mind of ours.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Listen to this, ye Gods who merit worship. Hymns here are sung for me by Bharadvāja. Bound in the noose may he be doomed to trouble whoever mars this that our mind hath purposed.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.3
इदम् इन्द्र शृणुहि सोमप यत् त्वा हृदा शोचता जोहवीमि । वृश्चामि तं कुलिशेनेव वृक्षं यो अस्माकं मन इदं हिनस्ति
idam indra śṛṇuhi somapa yat tvā hṛdā śocatā johavīmi | vṛścāmi taṃ kuliśeneva vṛkṣaṃ yo asmākaṃ mana idaṃ hinasti
Hear this, Indra, soma-drinker, in that I call on you again and again with a burning heart. I hew him down as with an axe a tree, him who injures this mind of ours.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Hear this my call, O Indra, Soma-drinker, as with a burning heart I oft invoke thee. I smite, as 'twere a tree felled with a hatchet, the man who marreth this my plan and purpose.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.4
अशीतिभिस् तिसृभिः सामगेभिर् आदित्येभिर् वसुभिर् अङ्गिरोभिः । इष्टापूर्तम् अवतु नः पितॄणाम् आमुं ददे हरसा दैव्येन
aśītibhis tisṛbhiḥ sāmagebhir ādityebhir vasubhir aṅgirobhiḥ | iṣṭāpūrtam avatu naḥ pitṝṇām āmuṃ dade harasā daivyena
With the eighty, with the three, with the Sāma-singers, with the Ādityas, the Vasus, the Aṅgirases — let the sacrifice and gift of our fathers protect us; I take that man with divine flame.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Together with thrice-eighty Sāma-singers, Angirases, and Vasus, and Ādityas, May the felicity of the Fathers guard us. I seize that man with fire that Gods have kindled.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.5
द्यावापृथिवी अनु मा दीधीथां विश्वे देवासो अनु मा रभध्वम् । अङ्गिरसः पितरः सोम्यासः पापम् आ ऋछत्व् अपकामस्य कर्ता
dyāvāpṛthivī anu mā dīdhīthāṃ viśve devāso anu mā rabhadhvam | aṅgirasaḥ pitaraḥ somyāsaḥ pāpam ā ṛchatv apakāmasya kartā
Heaven and Earth, look after me; all you gods, take hold of me; Aṅgirases, fathers, partakers of soma — let evil come upon the doer of what is unwished.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
O Heaven and Earth, regard me with your favour, and, all ye Gods, stand on my side and help me. Angirases, Fathers worthy of the Soma! woe fall on him who, caused the hateful outrage!
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.6
अतीव यो मरुतो मन्यते नो ब्रह्म वा यो निन्दिषत् क्रियमाणम् । तपूंषि तस्मै वृजिनानि सन्तु ब्रह्मद्विषं द्यौर् अभिसंतपाति
atīva yo maruto manyate no brahma vā yo nindiṣat kriyamāṇam | tapūṃṣi tasmai vṛjināni santu brahmadviṣaṃ dyaur abhisaṃtapāti
Whoever, O Maruts, thinks himself above us, or whoever would revile our spell as it is being performed — let his crooked deeds be burning heats to him; let heaven scorch the hater of the spell.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Whoever either scorns us, O ye Maruts, or blames devotion which we now are paying. Let his own wicked deeds be fires to burn him. May Heaven consume the man who hates devotion.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.7
सप्त प्राणान् अष्टौ मन्यस् तांस् ते वृश्चामि ब्रह्मणा । अया यमस्य सादनम् अग्निदूतो अरंकृतः
sapta prāṇān aṣṭau manyas tāṃs te vṛścāmi brahmaṇā | ayā yamasya sādanam agnidūto araṃkṛtaḥ
The seven breaths, the eight marrows — these of yours I hew away with the spell. Go to Yama's seat by this (way), made ready with Agni as your messenger.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
Thy sevenfold vital breath, thine eight marrows I rend away with prayer. With Agni as thine envoy, go, prepared, to Yama's dwelling place.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)
AV 2 12.8
आ दधामि ते पदं समिद्धे जातवेदसि । अग्निः शरीरं वेवेष्ट्व् असुं वाग् अपि गछतु
ā dadhāmi te padaṃ samiddhe jātavedasi | agniḥ śarīraṃ veveṣṭv asuṃ vāg api gachatu
I set your track in the kindled Jātavedas. Let Agni work upon the body; let the breath-spirit go into speech.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain
Compare with Ralph T.H. Griffith
In Jātavedas kindled flame I set the place assigned to thee. Let fire consume thy body, and thy voice go to the general breath.
— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)