A History of Indian Literature v1.c8.s3.100

v1.c8.s3.100

“An eagle found thee: with his snout a wild boar dug thee
from the earth.
Harm thou, O Plant, the mischievous, and drive the sorcerer
away. [1]
Beat thou the Yātudhānas back, drive thou away the sorcerer;
And chase afar, O Plant, the man who fain would do us injury. [2]
As 'twere a strip cut round from skin of a white-footed antelope,
Bind, like a golden chain, O God, his witchcraft on the sorcerer. [3]
Take thou his sorcery by the hand, and to the sorcerer lead it back.
Lay it before him, face to face, that it may kill the sorcerer. [4]
Back on the wizard fall his craft, upon the curser light his
curse.
Let witchcraft, like a well-naved car, roll back upon the sorcerer. [5]
Whoso, for other's harm hath dealt—woman or man—in
magic arts,
To him we lead the sorcery back, even as a courser with a rope. [6]