Verse 50
Nine daughters, and a husband about to go· Verses 47–50
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47Knowing the self, and knowing every intention men form, the mighty one held her in his mind, made his own form ninefold, and laid his seed in her. 48So Devahuti bore at once nine daughters, all of them lovely in every limb and smelling of the red lotus. 49When she saw her husband about to go out from home, the good woman was lovely and smiling, but her heart was unsteady and burning within her. 50Scratching the ground with a foot whose nails shone like gems, her face bent down, she held back her tears and slowly spoke these graceful words: