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 1   1, 6 |        Tears bedew his ancient bosom, gods and men his wishes
 2   1, 7 |        And within her faithful bosom loving Rama lived and moved,~
 3   1, 7 |     Loved and dwelt within her bosom though he wore a form apart,~
 4   2, 1 |      Pondering thus within his bosom counsel from his courtiers
 5   2, 2 |    your thoughts and from this bosom lift a load of toil and
 6   2, 4 |       For a gladness stirs thy bosom when thy greatest woo is
 7   2, 4 |       shook her person and her bosom heaved a sigh,~As in wilder,
 8   2, 4 |        Rama doth in Lakshman's bosom move,~Young companions grow
 9   2, 4 |   Bharat and Satrughna, Rama's bosom owns no love,~And a danger
10   2, 4 |        heart,~Queen Kausalya's bosom rankles with a woman's secret
11   2, 4 |   fears,~Deep within Kaikeyi's bosom worked a woman's jealous
12   2, 5 |      insult seeks to cause thy bosom smart?~If some unknown ailment
13   2, 6 |        er my darkened mind and bosom doth a fainting fit prevail?~
14   2, 6 |      Sobs convulsive shook his bosom and his speech and accent
15   2, 6 |     Nursed thee in my home and bosom like a snake of poisoned
16   2, 6 |        ancient empire, from my bosom wrench my life,~But with
17   2, 6 |      Wherefore then within thy bosom wakes this thought of cruel
18   2, 6 |        Wilder in the monarch's bosom raged the struggle and the
19   2, 7 |      failing utterance and his bosom heaved a sigh,~Rama started
20   2, 7 |       folly caused his ancient bosom smart!~Ever dear is Queen
21   2, 7 |      royal brow,~If thy feeble bosom falter and thy halting purpose
22   2, 7 |       father's mandate and his bosom shall not quail,~Poisoned
23   3, 1 |     and faith in virtue on thy bosom hold their sway,~In the
24   3, 1 |        Truth and virtue on thy bosom ever hold their gentle sway,~
25   3, 3 |       thy son returning to thy bosom and thy love!~Unto all the
26   3, 3 |      Stilled her anguish-laden bosom and in trembling accents
27   3, 4 |      Rends it not her mother's bosom thus to see her son depart?~
28   3, 4 |         And a throb was in her bosom and a tear was in her eye!~"
29   3, 5 |      Well I know his stainless bosom and his virtues rare and
30   3, 8 |         On my startled car and bosom smote a voice of human wail,~
31   3, 8 |     dart,~For it rankles in my bosom with a cruel burning smart,~
32   3, 8 |      midnight, deeper gloom my bosom rent,~As with faint and
33   3, 8 |    utterance caused thy boyish bosom smart,~But a feeble father'
34   3, 8 |         And an anguish tore my bosom for the action I had done.~
35   3, 8 |      his pierced and quivering bosom then the cruel dart I drew,~
36   4, 1 |       head!~Rama to his loving bosom raised his brothers from
37   4, 2 |       fame was clouded and his bosom sank in woe,~And my mother,
38   4, 3 |       And an anguish smote her bosom and a tear bedewed her eye.~
39   4, 3 |       jungle from his head and bosom fair,~Lakshman too in loving
40   4, 3 |      And an anguish scathes my bosom like the withering forest
41   4, 6 |       Let me deck thy brow and bosom with these jewels rich and
42   5, 3 |       Let him hold thee in his bosom, soul of love and arm of
43   6, 1 |       Soft-eyed Rama fixed her bosom, and his sweet voice thrilled
44   6, 3 |      rich and rare!~Bright his bosom gem-bespangled, soft the
45   6, 3 |    fascination doth my in-most bosom fill,~As I mark his skin
46   6, 4 |    distant cry~And my fainting bosom falters and a dimness clouds
47   6, 5 |       fruit of tala leaves thy bosom sweetly fair!~Smiling lips
48   7, 2 |     withered blossoms from thy bosom cast away,~Wait till dawns
49   7, 3 |     Slow and sad with swelling bosom Tara with her maids retired,~
50   7, 3 |  smites thy forehead, from thy bosom rends thy life!"~Closed
51   7, 4 |      hero shed,~E'en Sugriva's bosom melted when he saw his brother
52   8, 1 |       Anguish dwelt within her bosom, sorrow darkened on her
53   8, 1 |         On her pallid brow and bosom still the radiant jewels
54   8, 1 |      forest drape her neck and bosom fair,~And a dower of dazzling
55   9, 2 |   Wherefore, Ravan, quails thy bosom, gods against thee strive
56   9, 9 |       Anger swelled in Ravan's bosom as he cast his blood-red
57  10, 1 |    Wrath and anguish shook his bosom and the gates he opened
58  10, 2 |         Anguish woke in Sita's bosom and a dimness filled her
59  10, 2 |      Earth I seek in suffering bosom of my mother Earth!~But
60  10, 6 |         Scorn and pity fill my bosom thus to see thee leave thy
61  10, 7 |    Anguish filled the father's bosom and his fleeting senses
62  10, 7 |      destroyer deep within his bosom reigned!~
63  10, 8 |     Save thyself! Deep in this bosom is a cruel grief engraved!"~
64  10, 12| remembrance haunts my tortured bosom still,~Of our days on famed
65  11, 1 |       ye not, my Rama, if your bosom doubts my faith,~Dearer
66  11, 1 |      Lakshman with a throbbing bosom funeral pyre for Sita made,~
67  11, 2 |         Holding in his radiant bosom fair Videha's sinless dame,~
68  11, 2 |  radiance lit his eye,~And his bosom heaved in gladness as he
69  11, 2 |     fond forgiving Sita in his bosom hid her face!~
70  12    |       suffering child into her bosom.~In the ancient hymns of
71  12, 4 |    Yearned his sorrow-stricken bosom for his pure and peerless
72  12, 5 |      the banished Sita, in her bosom held her lord!~Mighty Saint,"
73  12, 5 |        hast said,~Never in his bosom Rama questioned Sita's faithful
74  12, 5 |      Milk of love suffused her bosom, tear of sorrow filled her
75  12, 5 |        she pressed her heaving bosom, slow and sadly thus begun:~"
76  12, 5 |        Lone is Rama's loveless bosom and his days of bliss are
77 Epi    |       more, and sinks into the bosom of her Mother Earth, true