Verse 109

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। ॥ १०९ ॥

In plain words

This milk, simmered slowly over the fire; and curd, round and white as the moon's own disc; thick cane syrup; śikhariṇī, pale sweet curd flecked with dark spice — all of it, Mother, I set before you.

Close to the Sanskrit

This milk, well prepared on the fire; and likewise curd resembling the disc of the moon; molasses; śikhariṇī, white and dark — all this, O Mother, I offer to you.