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Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 3 — Chapter 7

AV 3 7.1

हरिणस्य रघुष्यदो ऽधि शीर्षणि भेषजम् । स क्षेत्रियं विषाणया विषूचीनम् अनीनशत्

hariṇasya raghuṣyado 'dhi śīrṣaṇi bheṣajam | sa kṣetriyaṃ viṣāṇayā viṣūcīnam anīnaśat

On the head of the swift-moving deer there is a remedy; he with his horn has made the kṣetriya, spread in all directions, disappear.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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The fleet-foot Roebuck wears upon his head a healing remedy. Innate disease he drives away to all directions with his horn.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 3 7.2

अनु त्वा हरिणो वृषा पद्भिश् चतुर्भिर् अक्रमीत् । विषाणे वि ष्य गुष्पितं यद् अस्य क्षेत्रियं हृदि

anu tvā hariṇo vṛṣā padbhiś caturbhir akramīt | viṣāṇe vi ṣya guṣpitaṃ yad asya kṣetriyaṃ hṛdi

After you the male deer has stepped with his four feet; O horn, untie what is knotted, the kṣetriya that is in his heart.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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With his four feet the vigorous Buck hath bounded in pursuit of thee. Unbind the chronic sickness, Horn! deeply inwoven in the heart.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 3 7.3

अदो यद् अवरोचते चतुष्पक्षम् इव छदिः । तेना ते सर्वं क्षेत्रियम् अङ्गेभ्यो नाशयामसि

ado yad avarocate catuṣpakṣam iva chadiḥ | tenā te sarvaṃ kṣetriyam aṅgebhyo nāśayāmasi

That which shines down yonder like a roof with four wings—with that we make all the kṣetriya vanish from your limbs.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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That which shines younder, like a roof resting on four walls, down on us,— Therewith from out thy body we drive all the chronic malady,

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 3 7.4

अमू ये दिवि सुभगे विचृतौ नाम तारके । वि क्षेत्रियस्य मुञ्चताम् अधमं पाशम् उत्तमम्

amū ye divi subhage vicṛtau nāma tārake | vi kṣetriyasya muñcatām adhamaṃ pāśam uttamam

Those two auspicious stars in the sky named Vicṛtau—let them release the lowest and the highest fetter of the kṣetriya.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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May those twin stars, auspicious, named Releasers, up in yonder sky. Loose of the chronic malady the uppermost and lowest bond.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 3 7.5

आप इद् वा उ भेषजीर् आपो अमीवचातनीः । आपो विश्वस्य भेषजीस् तास् त्वा मुञ्चन्तु क्षेत्रियात्

āpa id vā u bheṣajīr āpo amīvacātanīḥ | āpo viśvasya bheṣajīs tās tvā muñcantu kṣetriyāt

The waters indeed are healing, the waters drive away disease, the waters are healing for everything: let them release you from the kṣetriya.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

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Water, indeed, hath power to heal, Water drives malady away. May water—for it healeth all—free thee from permanent disease.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 3 7.6

यद् आसुतेः क्रियमानायाः क्षेत्रियं त्वा व्यानशे । वेदाहं तस्य भेषजं क्षेत्रियं नाशयामि त्वत्

yad āsuteḥ kriyamānāyāḥ kṣetriyaṃ tvā vyānaśe | vedāhaṃ tasya bheṣajaṃ kṣetriyaṃ nāśayāmi tvat

If the kṣetriya has reached you from the brewing that was being made, I know the remedy for that: I make the kṣetriya vanish from you.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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Hath some prepared decoction brought inveterate disease on thee, I know the balm that healeth it: we drive the malady away.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)

AV 3 7.7

अपवासे नक्षत्राणाम् अपवास उषसाम् उत । अपास्मत् सर्वं दुर्भूतम् अप क्षेत्रियम् उछतु

apavāse nakṣatrāṇām apavāsa uṣasām uta | apāsmat sarvaṃ durbhūtam apa kṣetriyam uchatu

At the going away of the constellations, and at the going away of the dawns, let all that is of ill condition dawn away from us, let the kṣetriya dawn away.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition — the model flagged this verse as uncertain

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What time the starlight disappears, what time the gleams of Dawn depart, May evil fortune pass from us, the chronic sickness disappear.

— tr. Ralph T.H. Griffith (1895–96)