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TILAKAMANJARĪ OF DHANAPALA
the extremely fatty and glistening row of nails as if by the image of the rows of his teeth showing out afar through laughter bearing the semblance of the sheen of the rows of not very old oyster shells. He was bestrewing into the quarters the expanse of the sheen of his toe nails cadaverous like the snout of a donkey through his foot twain extremely fat with anklets of bones tied to it as if it were the dust of the ashes meant for protection during his movements in the midst of the circles of many Vātikas (charm-chanters). He was, as it were, sitting on the top of the palmyara twain constantly entwined with the net works of creepers, through his shank twain or leg twain, wading through the limits of the sky and being estimated through many measuring ropes collected together in order to ascertain the height of the upper world, stuffed as it was with the stalks of large and straight veins. His upper scarf made of the tiger skin wet and crimson with the decoction of gore inspissated by the aged python with venom exgurgitated from its mouth through furious movements. He was displaying his region of the chest as if it were the field of impiety in corporeal form, the dense sprout of poison grown out of the pathway of the plough, with young one's of serpents sleeping in the troughs within the interior of the ribs having their elevations prominent from a distance on account of the extreme leanness of the body murky with the pools of wet mire, the Hades of the cavern of his fierce stomach was divided by the creeper like (line of) hair long and broad, as if it were the current of water from the Vaitaranī river; he carried hanging from his neck the skull of a charm chanter or a sorcerer (a performer of incantations) chopped off afresh, like Rāhu, obtained stealing the projecting jaws white and oblique, out of the devotion for the digit of the moon or Siva (Indu Khanda). In his left hand he carried a cup of liquor of gore, stretched over a distance, hard like the bones on the global pate of the elephant of the quarters, bearing shape of the picture like dames on the pillars of the shrine besprinkled with the sprays of blood spilled having percolated from the interior of the fingers joined together on account of their heavy weight, standing aloft in the same posture, with the expanse of its arms extremely marvellous displayed by his capacities, he was eating the condiment of bones having flayed again and again with a sharp knife applied every moment with his right hand, the flesh of the limbs of a vampire harnessing person roasted by the flickering fire of the poison in the mouth of a venomous snake encircled round with useless strokes made by the poniard, crying inwardly most plaintively like the sacrificial prey on account of the emissions of sighs blocked perforce, with his neck concealed inside the left armpit, he bore his chin loose and plump as if it were the mouthful of gore trickling down from all the pores of the hair, armoured by (lit., covered all over by) the cluster of the hair on the beard bearing lustre of the fire of