Verse 72

शुभाशुभास्यं हतमानवौघंचिन्ताविषं कायकुकञ्चुकं च ।अजस्रमच्छश्वसनाशनं चसर्वस्य नानाभयनाशदं च

In plain words

whose face is fortune and misfortune, which has slain hosts of men, whose venom is anxious thought, wearing the body as its vile slough, ceaselessly feeding on the clear air, dealing out to all manifold fear and ruin —