Atharva Veda
apacitāṃ lohinīnāṃ kṛṣṇā māteti śuśruma muner devasya mūlena sarvā vidhyāmi tā aham
Of the red apacít's black is the mother, so have we heard; by the root of the divine anchoret I pierce them all.
vidhyāmy āsāṃ prathamāṃ vidhyāmi uta madhyamām idaṃ jaghanyām āsām ā chinadmi stukām iva
I pierce the first of them; I pierce also the midmost; now the hinder one of them I cut into like a tuft (stúkā).
tvāṣṭreṇāhaṃ vacasā vi ta īrṣyām amīmadam atho yo manyuṣ ṭe pate tam u te śamayāmasi
With the spell (vácas) of Tvashṭar have I confounded thy jealousy; also the fury that is thine, O master (páti), that do we appease for thee.
vratena tvaṃ vratapate samakto viśvāhā sumanā dīdihīha taṃ tvā vayaṃ jātavedaḥ samiddhaṃ prajāvanta upa sadema sarve
Do thou, O lord of vows, adorned by the vow, shine here always, well-willing; thee being so kindled, O Jātavedas, may we all, rich in progeny, wait upon (upa-sad).