Atharvaveda Samhita — Kanda 7 — Chapter 56

AV 7 56.1

तिरश्चिराजेर् असितात् पृदाकोः परि संभृतम् । तत् कङ्कपर्वणो विषम् इयं वीरुद् अनीनशत्

tiraścirājer asitāt pṛdākoḥ pari saṃbhṛtam | tat kaṅkaparvaṇo viṣam iyaṃ vīrud anīnaśat

Gathered together from the cross-striped one, from the black adder — that poison of the kaṅkaparvan this plant has made to vanish.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

AV 7 56.2

इयं वीरुन् मधुजाता मधुश्चुन् मधुला मधूः । सा विह्रुतस्य भेषज्य् अथो मशकजम्भनी

iyaṃ vīrun madhujātā madhuścun madhulā madhūḥ | sā vihrutasya bheṣajy atho maśakajambhanī

This plant is honey-born, honey-dripping, honey-bearing, honeyed. It is the remedy for one who is injured, and also the crusher of the mosquito.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

AV 7 56.3

यतो दष्टं यतो धीतं ततस् ते निर् ह्वयामसि । अर्भस्य तृप्रदंशिनो मशकस्यारसं विषम्

yato daṣṭaṃ yato dhītaṃ tatas te nir hvayāmasi | arbhasya tṛpradaṃśino maśakasyārasaṃ viṣam

From where (you were) bitten, from where (you were) sucked, from there we call it out for you: powerless is the poison of the tiny sharp-biting mosquito.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

AV 7 56.4

अयं यो वक्रो विपरुर् व्यङ्गो मुखानि वक्रा वृजिना कृणोषि । तानि त्वं ब्रह्मणस् पते इषीकाम् इव सं नमः

ayaṃ yo vakro viparur vyaṅgo mukhāni vakrā vṛjinā kṛṇoṣi | tāni tvaṃ brahmaṇas pate iṣīkām iva saṃ namaḥ

This one here who is crooked, jointless, limbless — you make mouths crooked and twisted. Those (mouths), O Brahmaṇaspati, do you bend together like a reed.

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

AV 7 56.5

अरसस्य शर्कोटस्य नीचीनस्योपसर्पतः । विषं ह्य् अस्यादिष्य् अथो एनम् अजीजभम्

arasasya śarkoṭasya nīcīnasyopasarpataḥ | viṣaṃ hy asyādiṣy atho enam ajījabham

Of the sapless śarkoṭa (scorpion?) that creeps downward — for I have eaten up its poison, and moreover I have made it gnash (i.e. crushed it).

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

AV 7 56.6

न ते बाह्वोर् बलम् अस्ति न शीर्षे नोत मध्यतः । अथ किं पापया ऽमुया पुछे बिभर्ष्य् अर्भकम्

na te bāhvor balam asti na śīrṣe nota madhyataḥ | atha kiṃ pāpayā 'muyā puche bibharṣy arbhakam

There is no strength in your arms, nor in your head, nor in your middle. Then why, in that wretched tail of yours, do you carry a little (poison)?

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

AV 7 56.7

अदन्ति त्वा पिपीलिका वि वृश्चन्ति मयूर्यः । सर्वे भल ब्रवाथ शार्कोटम् अरसं विषम्

adanti tvā pipīlikā vi vṛścanti mayūryaḥ | sarve bhala bravātha śārkoṭam arasaṃ viṣam

The ants eat you, the peahens tear you apart. Indeed you shall all say: the śārkoṭa's poison is powerless.

AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition

AV 7 56.8

य उभाभ्यां प्रहरसि पुछेन चास्येन च । आस्ये न ते विषं किम् उ ते पुछधाव् असत्

ya ubhābhyāṃ praharasi puchena cāsyena ca | āsye na te viṣaṃ kim u te puchadhāv asat

You who strike with both, with tail and with mouth — in your mouth there is no poison; what then could there be in your tail-vessel?

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