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selves into a garland round his two valley-like cheeks
that overflow with streams of ichor-even one in
such a plight, thinking of thee, defies death cheerfully
as if he were seated on the top of a castle built on a
huge mountain summit.
13
Thou compellest to thy service even brigands that
have terribly frowning glances and are puffed up with
pride as their hands brandish sharp-edged swords in
lonely forests fraught with the dire festivities of
lances and heavy maces smiting human heads. Thy
name is the abode of luck written as it is legibly and
unmarked with the pen of cares.
14
One, who utters a worthy hymn fraught with mean-
ing in thy praise, is avoided in fear by a lion of sharp
fangs and terrible jaw, even though it be about to
pounce on him with anger-a lion whose dire neck-
joints have their terribly bristling mane washed with
the blood issuing from the head of mad elephants
mangled by the teeth and sharp nails of the lion
striking as hard as thunder.
15
A serpent whose form is as black as a curling mass
of smoke, whose terrible mouth is dilated through
the act of constant hissing, whose huge vibrating
tongue is as it were the noose of the god of death-
even such a serpent renounces its evil nature and
yearns to recount thy excellences over and over again,
selves into a garland round his two valley-like cheeks
that overflow with streams of ichor-even one in
such a plight, thinking of thee, defies death cheerfully
as if he were seated on the top of a castle built on a
huge mountain summit.
13
Thou compellest to thy service even brigands that
have terribly frowning glances and are puffed up with
pride as their hands brandish sharp-edged swords in
lonely forests fraught with the dire festivities of
lances and heavy maces smiting human heads. Thy
name is the abode of luck written as it is legibly and
unmarked with the pen of cares.
14
One, who utters a worthy hymn fraught with mean-
ing in thy praise, is avoided in fear by a lion of sharp
fangs and terrible jaw, even though it be about to
pounce on him with anger-a lion whose dire neck-
joints have their terribly bristling mane washed with
the blood issuing from the head of mad elephants
mangled by the teeth and sharp nails of the lion
striking as hard as thunder.
15
A serpent whose form is as black as a curling mass
of smoke, whose terrible mouth is dilated through
the act of constant hissing, whose huge vibrating
tongue is as it were the noose of the god of death-
even such a serpent renounces its evil nature and
yearns to recount thy excellences over and over again,