A History of Sanskrit Literature c11.s9.9

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c11.s9.9

‘When I have portrayed thee in love’s anger on the rock with my colours and seek to add myself lying at thy feet, my tears well up and ever blot out my sight; cruel the fate which even thus will not permit our union.’ There is a brilliant picture of Umā’s confusion and of her joy when Çiva reveals himself:

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