Atharvaveda 19.32

Hundred-jointed, hard to be stirred, thousand-leaved, uplifting (?)—the darbhá that is a formidable herb, that I bind on thee in order to [prolonged] life-time.

His hair they scatter not forth, they smite not blows on their breast [for him], to whom one yields refuge by the darbhá of uncut leaves.

In the sky is thy tuft, O herb; in the earth art thou set (ni-sthā); with thee, that hast a thousand joints, do we increase further our life-time.

Thou didst bore through the three skies, also these three earths; by thee do I bore into my enemy's (durhā́rd) tongue [and] utterances (vácas).

Thou art overpowering; I am full of power; may we, both of us, becoming full of power, overpower our rivals.

Do thou overpower our hostile plotter, overpower those that fight us; overpower all enemies (durhā́rd); make for me many friends (suhā́rd).

With the darbhá, god-born, constantly sky-propping—with it I have constantly won and shall win men (jána).

Make me, O darbhá, dear to Brahman-and-Kshatriya, both to Çūdra and to Āryan, and to whomsoever we desire, and to every one that looks abroad.

He that, being born, made firm the earth, that propped (stabh) the atmosphere and the sky, whose wearer evil hath not found out—that darbhá here [is] our supporter [and] blessing.

Rival-slaying, hundred-jointed, powerful, came into being the first of plants; let that darbhá here protect us all about; by it may I overpower fighters, them that fight [against me].