। ॥ ५१ ॥
In plain words
O Mother, your gaze is tender with love toward Śiva, but full of disdain toward all others; angry at the Ganges, struck with wonder at the deeds of the Lord of the Mountain, frightened of Hara's serpents, yet mother to the lotus's beauty and smiling among your friends—may that very gaze fall upon me, filled with compassion.
Close to the Sanskrit
Towards Śiva, tender with love; towards other people, given to disdain; angry regarding the Ganges; full of wonder regarding the mountain-lord's exploits; frightened of Hara's snakes; creator of the lotus's beauty; smiling towards your companions; your gaze towards me, O mother, is full of compassion.