Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1Darbha, 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.
 2Darbha, 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.
 3They call thee, ‘Darbha, shield of Gods, they call the Brāhmanas-
    pati.
   They call thee shield of Indra: thou protectest kingdoms from
    attack.
 4Darbha, destroyer of the foe, vexing the hearts of enemies,
   An Amulet that strengthens rule I make thee, and the body's.
    guard.
 5What time Parjanya roared to it with lightning flashes in the sea,
   Thence came the drop, the golden drop, thence Darbha into
    being sprang.