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see Thee, and revere In sudden-stricken fear; Yea! the Worlds,-
seeing Thee with form stupendous, With faces manifold, With eyes
which all behold, Unnumbered eyes, vast arms, members tremendous,
Flanks, lit with sun and star, Feet planted near and far,
Tushes of terror, mouths wrathful and tender;-
The Three wide Worlds before Thee Adore,
as I adore Thee, Quake, as I quake, to witness so much splendour!
I mark Thee strike the skies With front,
in wondrous wise Huge, rainbow-painted, glittering; and thy mouth
Opened, and orbs which see All things, whatever be In all Thy
worlds, east, west, and north and south.
O Eyes of God! O Head! My strength of
soul is fled, Gone is heart's force, rebuked is mind's desire! When
I behold Thee so, With awful brows a-glow, With burning glance, and
lips lighted by fire Fierce as those flames which shall
Consume, at close of all, Earth, Heaven! Ah me! I see no Earth and
Heaven!
Thee, Lord of Lords! I see, Thee only-
only Thee! Now let Thy mercy unto me be given, Thou Refuge of
the World! Lo! to the cavern hurled Of Thy wide-opened throat, and
lips white-tushed, I see our noblest ones, Great Dhritarashtra's
sons, Bhishma, Drona, and Karna, caught and crushed!
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