Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1On these men yonder fall the winged missile: the screeching of
the Owl is ineffective,
And that the Dove beside the fire hath settled. p. a213
2Thine envoys who came hither, O Destruction, sent or not sent
by thee unto our dwelling,
The Dove and Owl, effectless be their visit!
3Oft may it fly to us to save our heroes from slaughter, oft perch
here to bring fair offspring,
Turn thee and send thy voice afar: cry to the region far away;
That I may see thee in the home of Yama reft of all thy power,
that I may see thee impotent.