Darbha, with that good shield of thine, of hundred guards tilt death in eld, Arm thou this man, and with thy might strike thou his adver- saries down.
Darbha, thou hast a hundred shields, thou hast a thousand. manly powers. All Gods have given thee to him to bear thee till extreme old age.
They call thee, ‘Darbha, shield of Gods, they call the Brāhmanas- pati. They call thee shield of Indra: thou protectest kingdoms from attack.
Darbha, destroyer of the foe, vexing the hearts of enemies, An Amulet that strengthens rule I make thee, and the body's. guard.
What time Parjanya roared to it with lightning flashes in the sea, Thence came the drop, the golden drop, thence Darbha into being sprang.
