Old hymn from the Atharva-veda featuring the Kuru king Parikshit
Translation (Michael Witzel):
Listen to the good praise of the King belonging to all people, who, (like) a god, is above men,(listen to the the praise) of Parikshit!
(Contd..)
Translation (Michael Witzel):
Listen to the good praise of the King belonging to all people, who, (like) a god, is above men,(listen to the the praise) of Parikshit!
(Contd..)
"Parikshit has just now made us peaceful dwelling; darkness has just now run to its dwelling. The Kuru householder, preparing (grains) for milling, speaks(thus) with his wife — ‘What shall I bring you, sour milk, the mantha[a barley/milk drink] or the Parisrut [liquor]?’
(Contd)
(Contd)
"— By itself, the ripe barley bends heavily (iva) over the deep track of the path. The tribe thrives auspiciously in the Realm of King Parikshit."
