Cestus : Aphrodite’s girdle which gave whoever wore it the power to awaken love.
... Force from my bosom a hint of the joy denied to the death-claimed, Rob in the kiss of my lips a pang from the raptures of heaven." Clasping him wholly her arms of desire were a girdle of madness, Cestus divine of the dread Aphrodite. He with her kisses Flushed like the gods with unearthly wine and rejoiced in his ruin. Thus while they conversed now in this hour that was near to their parting ...
... strength, She menaced the triumph of the nether gods. 18 Obviously it is the Durga-aspect of the Divine Mother. A halo of lightnings flamed around her head And sovereignty a great cestus zoned her robe And majesty and victory sat with her Guarding in the wide cosmic battlefield Against the flat equality of Death And the all-levelling insurgent Night The hierarchy ...
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