1VENOMOUS, slightly venomous, or venomous aquatic worm,—     Both creatures, stinging, unobserved, with poison have infected me.

2Coming, it kills the unobserved; it kills them as it goes away,     It kills them as it drives them off, and bruising bruises them to death.

3Sara grass, Darbha, Kuśara, and Sairya, Muñja, Vīraṇa,     Where all these creatures dwell unseen, with poison have infected me.

4The cows had settled in their stalls, the beasts of prey had sought their lairs,     Extinguished were the lights of men, when things unseen infected me.

5Or these, these reptiles, are observed, like lurking thieves at evening time.     Seers of all, themselves unseen: be therefore very vigilant.

6Heaven is your Sire, your Mother Earth, Soma your Brother, Aditi     Your Sister: seeing all, unseen, keep still and dwell ye happily.

7Biters of shoulder or of limb, with needle-stings, most venomous,     Unseen, whatever ye may be, vanish together and be gone.

8Slayer of things unseen, the Sun, beheld of all, mounts, eastward, up,     Consuming all that are not seen, and evil spirits of the night.

9There hath the Sun-God mounted up, who scorches much and everything.     Even the Āditya from the hills, all-seen, destroying things unseen.

10I hang the poison in the Sun, a wine-skin in a vintner's house,     He will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

11This little bird, so very small, hath swallowed all thy poison up.     She will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

12The three-times-seven bright sparks of fire have swallowed up the poison's strength.     They will not die, nor shall we die: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

13Of ninety rivers and of nine with power to stay the venom's course,—     The names of all I have secured: his path is far: he whom Bay Horses bear hath turned thee to sweet meath.

14So have the peahens three-times-seven, so have the maiden Sisters Seven     Carried thy venom far away, as girls bear water in their jars.

15The poison-insect is so small; I crush the creature with a stone.     I turn the poison hence away, departed unto distant lands.

16Forth issuing from the mountain's side the poison-insect spake and said:     The scorpion's venom hath no strength; Scorpion, thy venom is but weak.