Jaiminīya (Talavakāra) Brāhmaṇa 2-3.69

2-3.69

mṛtyuprajāpatī yadayajetāṃ tau yajñābhyāmevāspardhetām
atha ha tarhi yajñāyudhānyāsuryathemānyetarhīṣṭīṣvāyudhāni
tadyadyajñe stūyate yacchasyate yatpracaryate sā prajāpatessenāsa
atha yadvīṇāyāṃ gīyate yannṛtyate yadvṛthācaryate sā mṛtyossenāsa
tayorha samāvatyāveva sene āsaturyāvatyevetarasya tāvatītarasya
tau ha jyogevāvijayamānau ceraturbahūnyeva varṣāṇi
sa prajāpatirakāmayata jayeyaṃ mṛtyumiti
sa etāṃ yajñe saṃpadamapaśyadetatsaṃkhyānam
tena mṛtyumajayat
tasya parājitasya rājāśucyat
sa pratyaṅpatitvā patnīśālāṃ prāpadyata
tasmātpatnībhya haya ca yassaṃpadāsuta ityasuta iti haitanna hi so'sūyata tasya
yāni stutaśastrāṇyāsanyadevaitadvīṇāyāṃ gīyate yannṛtyate yadvṛthācaryate tānyeva
tāni -

When Death and Prajāpati sacrificed, they vied with each other with their sacrifices.
Now at that time there were weapons of the sacrifice, just as these weapons are nowadays at the seasonal sacrifices.
Then what is chanted at the sacrifice, what is recited, what is performed, that was the army of Prajāpati.
Now what is sung on the vīṇā, what is danced, what is done at will, that was the army of Death.
The armies of the two of them were equal: as great as that of the one was, so great was that of the other.
Without either gaining the victory, the two of them wandered for a long time indeed, for many years.
Prajāpati desired: "May I conquer Death."
In the sacrifice he saw this numeric correspondence, this computation.
By means of it he conquered Death.
When he was defeated, the king [Soma] dried up.
Falling westward, he entered the wife's hall.
Therefore, [one says] to the wives: "Hey! He who was pressed with the numeric correspondence was pressed!" For he was not pressed [by Death]; regarding him,
those which were his chants and recitations were just those very things which are sung on the vīṇā, which are danced, which are done at will —