Atharvaveda 4.37

By thee of old the Atharvans slew the demons, O herb; by thee did Kaçyapa slay; by thee Kaṇva, Agastya.

By thee do we expel (cat) the Apsarases, the Gandharvas; O goat-horned one, drive the demon; make all disappear by [thy] smell.

Let the Apsarases go to the stream, to the loud (?) down-blowing of the waters: Guggulū, Pīlā, Naladī, Āukṣagandhi, Pramandanī: so go away, ye Apsarases; ye have been recognized.

Where [are] the açvatthás, the nyagródhas, great trees, with crests: thither go away, ye Apsarases; ye have been recognized.

Where [are] your swings, green and whitish; where cymbals [and] lutes sound together—thither go away, ye Apsarases; ye have been recognized.

Hither hath come this mighty one (vīryàvant) of the herbs, of the plants; let the goat-horned arāṭakī́, the sharp-horned, push out.

Of the hither-dancing, crested Gandharva, Apsaras-lord, I split the testicles, I bind fast (?) the member.

Terrible are Indra's missiles (hetí), a hundred spears of iron; with them let him push out the oblation-eating, ávakā-eating Gandharvas.

Terrible are Indra's missiles, a hundred spears of gold; with them let him push out the oblation-eating, ávakā-eating Gandharvas.

The ávakā-eating ones, scorching, making light (?) in the waters—all the piçācás, O herb, do thou slaughter and overpower.

One as it were a dog, one as it were an ape, a boy all hairy—having become as it were dear to see, the Gandharva fastens upon (sac) women; him we make disappear from here by [our] mighty (vīryàvant) incantation (bráhman).

Your wives, verily, are the Apsarases; O Gandharvas, ye are [their] husbands; run away, O immortal ones; fasten not on mortals.