BOOK VII (7)
HYMN C (100)
A charm against nightmare
 I turn away from evil dream, from dream of sin, from indigence.
I make the prayer mine inmost friend.
HYMN CI (101)
 The food that in a dream I eat is not perceived at early morn.
May all that food be blest to me because it is not seen by day.
HYMN CII (102)
A charm to obtain pardon for an indecent act
 When I have worshipped Heaven and Earth, reverenced Firmament and Death, I will make water standing up.
Let not the Sovrans injure me.
HYMN CIII (103)
The cry of an unemployed priest
 What princely warrior, seeking higher fortune, will free us from this shameful fiend of mischief? What friend of sacrifice? What guerdon lover? Who winneth: amid the Gods a long existence?
HYMN CIV (104)
A prayer for prosperity
 Who will prepare the dappled Cow, good milker, never without calf, whom Varuna gave Atharvan, And, joying in Brihaspati s alliance, arrange according to his will her body?
HYMN CV (105)
An initiation formula
 Leaving humanity behind, making the heavenly word thy choice, With all thy friends address thyself to furthering and guiding men.
HYMN CVI (106)
A prayer for pardon of sin
 Each thoughtless ill that we have done, O Agni, all error in our conduct, Jatavedas! Therefrom do thou, O sapient God, preserve us.
May we thy friends, for bliss, have life eternal.
HYMN CVII (107)
A charm against Cough
 The seven bright beams of Surya bring the waters downward from the sky, The streams of ocean: these have made the sting that pained thee drop away.
HYMN CVIII (108)
A prayer for protection
 Whoso by stealth or openly would harm us, a friend who knows us, or a stranger, Agni! May the strange she fiend armed with teeth attack them: O Agni, theirs be neither home nor children!
 Whoso oppresseth us O Jatavedas, asleep or waking, standing still or moving.
Accordant with Vaisvanara thy comrade, O Jatavedas, meet them and consume them.
HYMN CIX (109)
A prayer for success in gambling
 My homage to the strong, the brown, the sovran lord among the dice! Butter on Kali I bestow: may he be kind to one like me.
 Bear butter to the Apsarases, O Agni, and to the Dice bear dust and sand and water.
The Gods delight in both oblations, joying in sacrificial gifts apportioned duly.
 The Apsarases take pleasure in the banquet between the Sun and.
the libation holder.
With butter let them fill my hands, and give me, to be my prey, the man who plays against me.
 Evil be mine opponent s luck! Sprinkle thou butter over us.
Strike, as a tree with lightning flash, mine adversary in the game.
 The God who found for us this wealth for gambling, to cast the dice and count the winning number, May he accept the sacrifice we offer, and with Gandharvas revel in the banquet.
 Fellow inhabitants, such is your title, for Dice with looks of power support dominion. [p. a318] As such with offerings may we serve you, Indus! May we have riches in our own possession.
 As I invoke the Gods at need, as I have lived in chastity, May these, when I have grasped the Dice, the brown, be kind to one like me.