Atharva Veda: Book 1 – Hymn 27
A charm to obtain invisibility
1 There on the bank those Vipers lie, thrice-seven, having cast
Now we with their discarded sloughs bind close and cover up the
eyes of the malicious highway thief.
2 Far let her go, cutting her way, brandishing, as it were, a club:
Diverted be the new-born’s mind: ne’er are the wicked
3 Not many have had power enough; the feeble ones have not
Like scattered fragments of a reed: ne’er are the wicked prosperous.
4 Go forward, feet, press quickly on, bring to the house of him
Unconquered and unplundered, let Indrānf, foremost, lead the