...the skies With awful might she sped With a giant's rush, in a giant's size, On Siva's holy head. ' He calls me,' in her wrath she cried, ' And all my flood shall sweep 1 Siva,. And whirl him in its whelming tide To hell's profoundest deep.' He held the river on his head,...

...descent of the waters on his head; but Ganga was not at all pleased when commanded to descend to earth: '"He calls me,' in her wrath she cried, ' And all...in its whelming tide To hell's profoundest deep.'" f Siva, however, was a match for the wrathful deity. He held her in the coils of his hair until her...

...in the skies With awful might she sped With a giant's rush, in a giaut's size. On Diva's holy head. He calls me,' in her wrath she cried, ' And all my flood shall sweep And whirl him in its whelmingjtide To hell's profoundest deep. He held the river on his head. And kept her wandering, where,...

...punish the goddess and to tame her pride, he kept her waters wandering through his locks for years. " He held the river on his head, And kept her wandering, where, Dense as Himalayas woods were spread, The tangles of his hair. No way to earth she found, ashamed, Though long...