Cakradatta (Cikitsasangraha) 64.2

64.2

When one drinks, ground with rice-water, / the pure root born of pratyaṅgirā on a day with an auspicious planetary conjunction, / whence could there be any fear of snakes for him? / When out of sheer pride, confounded by delusion, a hooded serpent bites that root-drinker, / right then and there that very serpent surely goes without delay into the mouth of Yama. // 2