śrī vijayalakṣmī aṣṭottaraśatanāmāvalī

The hundred and eight names of Vijayalakshmi — Lakshmi as victory — offered one to a line, each headed by the seed Klim. The names begin by giving her the mother's titles rather than the conqueror's: to Vijayalakshmi, to Ambika, to Ambalika, to her who lies on the ocean, to the ocean itself, to the slayer of the ender. Then the alphabetical run, to the praiseworthy, to her praised by the elephant-faced, to the beloved of Ishana, to help itself, to her whose light is a crore of rising suns. The closing stretch is where the name of the form is finally earned: to the heroine, to the most excellent, to her made of gold, to power itself, to the dark one — martial and unadorned after a hundred names of quite another kind.