For a hundred autumns may we see, for a hundred autumns may we live, for a hundred autumns may we know, for a hundred autumns may we rise, for a hundred autumns may we flourish, for a hundred autumns may we be, for a hundred autumns may we become, --and even more than a hundred autumns!

Atharva Veda XIX, 67

Peaceful be heaven, peaceful the earth, peaceful the broad space between. Peaceful for us be the running waters, peaceful the plants and herbs!

Atharva Veda XIX, 9, 1

Peaceful to us be the signs of the future, peaceful what is done and undone, peaceful to us be what is and what will be. May all to us be gracious!

Atharva Veda XIX, 9, 2

Upakosala the son of Kamala dwelt as a brahmachirin (religious student) with Satyakama the son of Jabala. He tended his teacher's fires for twelve years. Satyakama allowed his other pupils to return to their homes after they had finished their Vedic studies but did not allow Upakosala to depart.

Sama Veda, Chandogya Upanishad IV, X - The Story of Upakosala, 1

Thunder and roar! Release the seed. Circle in your chariot heavy-laden with rain. Tip downward your waterskin duly loosened. Level the high places, fill in the hollows!

Rig Veda V, 83, 7