नानाश्चर्यगुणाधारः प्रतीहारो मतोंऽबिके देव्युवाच २७.
He is called Pratīhāra, the bearer of many wondrous qualities, O Ambikā.
कदाहमीदृशं पुत्रं लप्स्याम्यानंददायकम् शर्व उवाच २७.
When will I obtain such a son, a giver of joy? said Devī. Śarva spoke:
इत्युक्ता विजयां प्राह शीघ्रमानय वीरकम् २७.
Thus addressed, Vijayā said, 'Quickly bring Vīraka.'
एहि वीरक ते देवी गिरिजा तोषिता शुभा २७.
'Come, Vīraka, the goddess Girijā, the auspicious one, is pleased with you.'
इत्युक्तः संभ्रमयुतो मुखं संमार्ज्य पाणिना २७.
Thus spoken to, filled with excitement, he wiped his face with his hand.
तं दृष्ट्वा गिरिजा प्राह गिरामधुरवर्णया २७.
Seeing him, Girijā spoke with words of sweet sound.
इत्युक्तो दंडवद्देवीं प्रणम्यावस्थितः पुरः २७.
Thus addressed, he bowed down to the goddess in full prostration and stood before her.
चुचुंब च कपोले तं गात्राणि च प्रमार्जयत् २७.
She kissed him on the forehead and gently wiped his limbs.
एवं संकल्प्य तं पुत्रं लालयित्वा उमाचिरम् २७.
Having thus resolved, Uma fondled her son for a while.
ततश्चिक्रीड मध्ये स गणानां पार्वतीसुतः २७.
Then, the son of Parvati played among the hosts of attendants.
प्रणम्य सर्वभूतानि प्रार्थयाम्यस्मि दुष्करम् २७.
Bowing to all beings, I seek what is difficult to obtain.
क्रीडितुं वीरके याते ततो देवी च पार्वती २७.
When the little hero went off to play, then the goddess Parvati—
ततो गिरिसुताकण्ठे क्षिप्तबाहुर्महेश्वरः २७.
Then, Maheshvara, with his arm cast around the neck of the daughter of the mountain—
स हि गौरतनुः शर्वो विशेषाच्छशिशोभितः २७.
That Sharva, whose body is fair, shone especially with the moon.
शरीरे मम तन्वंगी सिते भास्यसितद्युतिः २७.
On my body, O slender-waisted one, your white radiance gleams.
चंद्रज्योत्स्नाभिसंपृक्ता तामसी रजनी यथा २७.
As the dark night is suffused with the moon’s rays, so is my form.
इत्युक्ता गिरिजा तेन कण्ठं शर्वाद्विमुच्य सा २७.
Thus addressed by Sharva, Girija released his neck.
स्वकृतेन जनः सर्वो जनेन परिभूयते २७.
Every person is disregarded by others because of their own actions.
तपोभिर्दीप्तचरितैर्यत्त्वां प्रार्थितवत्यहम् २७.
With austerities and illustrious deeds, I have sought you.
नैवाहं कुटिला शर्व विषमा न च धूर्जटे २७.
I am not crooked, Sharva, nor am I harsh, O bearer of the matted locks.
नाहं मुष्णामि नयने नेत्रहंता भवान्भव २७.
I do not destroy the eyes; you, O Bhava, are the destroyer of the eye.
मूर्ध्नि शूलं जनयसे स्वैर्दोषैर्मामदिक्षिपन् २७.
You create the trident on your head, reproaching me for faults that are your own.
यास्याम्यहं परित्यक्तुमात्मानं तपसा गिरिम् २७.
I will go, abandoning you, to the mountain for austerity.
निशम्य तस्या वचनं कोपतीक्ष्णाक्षरं भवः २७.
Hearing her words, sharp with the edge of anger, Bhava—
न तत्त्वज्ञासि गिरिजे नाहं निंदापरस्तव २७.
O Daughter of the Mountain, you do not know the truth; I am not one who finds fault with you.
विकल्पः स्वच्छचित्तेति गिरिजैषा मम प्रिया २७.
This wavering is because your mind is pure, O Girijā, and for that I am fond of you.
अस्मादृशानां कृष्णांगि प्रवर्तंतेऽन्यथा गिरः २७.
Words from people like us, O dark-limbed one, sometimes turn out otherwise.
नर्मवादी भविष्यामि जहि कोपं सुचिस्मिते २७.
I will speak playfully; give up your anger, O one with a lovely smile.
दीनेनाप्यपमानेन निंदिता नमि विक्रियाम् २७.
Even when insulted by someone lowly, I do not lose my composure.
इत्यनेकैश्चाटुवाक्यैः सूक्तैर्देवेन बोधिता २७.
Thus, with many flattering and pleasing words, the god tried to console her.