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A Picture Book of Devi Mahatmya

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13 THE GODDESS’S LION SPRINGS ONTO THE ARMY OF MAHISHASUR A

The Goddess dismembers and slays thousands upon thousands of the demons and lets her lion loose to wreak havoc among them. The breaths which she draws become personified as her helpers who join in the battle with the demons.

49-58. They began to strike her with swords in order

to kill her. Showering them with her own

weapons and arms, that Devi Chandika very

easily cut into pieces all those weapons and arms.

Without any strain on her face, and with gods

and sages extolling her, the Ishvari threw her

weapons and arms at the bodies of the asuras.

And the lion also which carried the Devi, shaking

its mane in rage, stalked among the hosts of the

asuras like a conflagration amidst the forests.

The breaths heaved by Ambika, engaged in the

battle, became at once her battalions by

hundreds and thousands. Energised by the

power of the Devi, these (battalions) fought with

axes, javelins, swords, halberds, and destroyed

the asuras. Of these battalions, some beat drums,

some blew conches and others played on tabors

in that great martial festival. Then the Devi

killed hundreds of asuras with her trident, club,

showers of spears, swords and the like, and threw

down others who were stupefied by the noise

of her bell; and binding others with her noose,

she dragged them on the ground. Some were

split into two by the sharp slashes of her sword,

and others, smashed by the blows of her

mace, lay down on the ground; and some

severely hammered by club vomited forth blood.

India (Kangra), circa 1810 Folio: Height: 23.1 cm Width: 29.3 cm

Image: Height: 18.7 cm Width: 25.2 cm

Opaque pigments and gold and silver on paper within wide red borders

Numbered 11 on reverse and 12 on cover sheet and inscribed with the subject of the painting: ‘The Goddess joins battle with Mahishasura’s army’


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