Atharvaveda 10.9

Fasten thou up the mouths of the mischief-making ⌊ones⌋; bring (arpay-) this thunderbolt upon our rivals; given by Indra, first, with a hundred rice-dishes, cousin-slaying, the success (gātú) of the sacrificer.

Be thy skin the sacrificial hearth, [be] the hairs which [are] thine the barhís; this rein (raçanā́) hath seized thee; let this pressing-stone dance over thee.

Be thy tail-tuft the sprinklers; let thy tongue do the cleansing, O inviolable one; do thou, having become clean, fit for sacrifice, go on to heaven, O thou of the hundred rice-dishes.

Whoso cooks her of the hundred rice-dishes, he is adapted to the fulfilment of wishes; for all his priests (ṛtvíj), being gratified, go as they should.

He ascends the heavenly road (svargá), where is yon triple heaven of the heaven (dív), who, making [her] cake-naveled, gives her of the hundred rice-dishes.

He obtains those worlds, [those] which are heavenly and ⌊those⌋ which are earthly, who, having made [her] lighted with gold, gives her of the hundred rice-dishes.

What people are thy quellers, O heavenly one ⌊f.⌋, and what thy cookers, they shall all guard thee: be not afraid of them, thou of the hundred rice-dishes.

The Vasus shall guard thee on the right, thee the Maruts on the left (uttarā́t), the Ādityas behind; do thou run beyond the Agnishṭoma.

The gods, the Fathers, men (manuṣyà), and they that are Gandharvas-and-Apsarases—they shall all guard thee; do thou run beyond the over-night sacrifice (atirātrá).

He obtains the atmosphere, the sky, the earth, the Ādityas, the Maruts, the quarters, all worlds, who gives her of the hundred rice-dishes.

Sprinkling forth ghee, well-portioned, the divine one will go to the gods; hurt not him who cooks thee, O inviolable one; go on to heaven, O thou of the hundred rice-dishes.

The gods that are stationed (-sad) in the sky, and that are stationed in the atmosphere, and these that are upon the earth—to them do thou always yield (duh) milk, butter, also honey.

What head is thine, what mouth is thine, what ears and what jaws are thine—let them yield to thy giver curd, milk, butter, also honey.

What lips are thine, what nostrils, what horns, and what thine eyes—let them yield etc. etc.

What lungs are thine, what heart, the purītát with the throat—let them yield etc. etc.

What liver is thine, what two mátasnās, what entrail, and what thine intestines—let them yield etc. etc.

What plāçí is thine, what rectum (? vaniṣṭhú), what (two) paunches, and what thy skin—let them yield etc. etc.

What marrow is thine, what bone, what flesh, and what blood—let them yield etc. etc.

What fore-legs (bāhú) are thine, what shanks (doṣán), what shoulders ⌊áṅsa⌋, and what thy hump—let them yield etc. etc.

What neck-bones (grīvā́) are thine, what shoulder-bones ⌊skandhá⌋, what side-bones (pṛṣṭí), and what ribs (párçu)—let them yield etc. etc.

What thighs are thine, knee-joints, what hips, and what thy rump—let them yield etc. etc.

What tail is thine, what thy tail-tuft, what udder, and what thy teats—let them yield etc. etc.

What hind-thighs are thine, what dew-claws, [what] pasterns (ṛchára), and what thy hoofs—let them yield etc. etc.

What hide is thine, O thou of the hundred rice-dishes, what hairs, O inviolable one—let them yield etc. etc.

Let thy two breasts (kroḍá) be sacrificial cakes, smeared over with sacrificial butter; having made them wings, O divine one, do thou carry him who cooks thee to heaven (dív).

What in the mortar, on the pestle, and on the hide, or what rice-grain, [what] kernel in the winnowing-basket, or what the wind, Mātariçvan, blowing (pū), shook (math)—let Agni as hótar make that well-offered.

The heavenly waters, rich in honey, dripping with ghee, I seat in separate succession in the hands of the priests (brahmán); with what desire I now pour you on, let all that fall to my lot; may we be lords of wealth.