A History of Sanskrit Literature c10.79

c10.79

*The earth, on whom, with clamour loud,*
*Men that are mortal sing and dance,*
*On whom they fight in battle fierce:*
*This earth shall drive away from us our foemen,*
*And she shall make us free from all our rivals.*

*In secret places holding treasure manifold,*
*The earth shall riches give, and gems and gold to me:*
*Granting wealth lavishly, the kindly goddess*
*Shall goods abundantly bestow upon us.*