in thy throat the poison that arose upon churning the ocean and which, if not so borne, was capable of destroying the universe).  Thou art the Lord of Uma.  Thou art the origin of all the infinite forms that occur in the universe.  Thou art he whose superiority is due to thyself.  Thou art a hero in might (in consequence of thy having achieved such grand feats as the quick destruction of the triple city of the Asuras).  Thou art inert matter (which cannot move unless co-existing with the Soul).  Thou art all the tattwas (subjects of enquiry as counted by the Sankhyas).  Thou art the ordainer and ruler of the tattwas.  Thou art the chief of those beings that wait upon thee and are called Ganas.[102] Thou coverest infinite space.[103] Thou art Kama, the God of Desire.  Thou art conversant with Mantras (in the sense of knowledge being thy penance).[104] Thou art the highest Mantra for thou art that philosophy which consists in the ascertainment of the nature and attributes of the soul (and its differences from the Non-soul).  Thou art the cause of the universe (since all that exists has sprung from thy Soul).  Thou art universal destroyer (for all that ceases to exist becomes merged unto thee who art as the unmanifest Brahman).  Thou bearest in one of thy hands the calabash, and in another thou holdest the bow; in another hand thou bearest shafts and in another thou bearest a skull.  Thou bearest the thunder-bolt.  Thou art armed with the hundred-killer.[105] Thou art armed with the sword.  Thou wieldest the battle-axe.  Thou art armed with the Sula (trident).  Thou art adorable.  Thou host the sacrificial ladle in one of thy hands.  Thou art of beautiful form.  Thou art endued with abundant energy.  Thou givest in the most liberal measure all that tends to adorn those that are devoted to thee.  Thou wearest a turban on thy head.  Thou art of beautiful face.  Thou art he who swells with splendour and puissance.  Thou art he that is humble and modest.  Thou art exceedingly tall.  Thou art he who has the senses for thy rays.[106] Thou art the greatest of preceptors.  Thou art Supreme Brahman (being a state of pure felicitous existence).[107] Thou art he that took the shape of a jackal (for consoling the Brahmana who, when insulted by a wealthy Vaisya, had resolved to commit suicide).  Thou art he whose object are all crowned with fruition, of themselves and without waiting for the puissance (derivable from penances).  Thou art one who bears a bald head (as the sign of the mendicant order).  Thou art one who does good to all creatures.  Thou art unborn.  Thou hast innumerable forms.  Thou bearest all kinds of fragrance on thy person.  The matted locks on thy head had sucked up the river Ganga when it first fell from heaven (although they again gave out the waters at the earnest solicitations of king Bhagiratha).  Thou art the giver of sovereignty and lordship.[108] Thou art a Brahmacharin without having ever fallen away from the rigid vow of continence.