Book, Chapter

 1   1, 1 |              rich in wealth in merit high,~Envy dwelt not in their
 2   1, 1 |            noble tuskers sprung from high celestial breed.~Thus Ayodhya, "
 3   1, 1 |            tower and dome and turret high~Decked the vast and peopled
 4   1, 2 |           bow displayed,~Rama lifted high the cover of the pond'rous
 5   1, 2 |            monarch said,~Rama lifted high the weapon on his stalwart
 6   1, 4 |              Janak spake his purpose high,~And his royal love responding,
 7   1, 7 |            they waved their hands on high,~And they raised the voice
 8   2, 1 |              Rama spake with purpose high,~And the God of speech might
 9   2, 1 |              on his cushion rich and high,~And on monarch Dasa-ratha
10   2, 3 |           the temple's lofty steeple high as cloud above the air,~
11   2, 3 |              bright pavilion, on the high and shady trees.~Banners
12   2, 3 |         raised their voices loud and high,~Like the tide of sounding
13   2, 4 |            courting danger dread and high,~What dark folly clouds
14   2, 6 |              quelled by incantations high!~Sobs convulsive shook his
15   2, 7 |        checks his speech and purpose high,~For the love he bears thee,
16   3, 1 |            wooded hills and plateaus high,~Limpid rills and crystal
17   3, 2 |              arméd champions own her high and queenly sway,~Aye, a
18   3, 3 |             true in heart, in virtue high,~And she wept the tears
19   3, 5 |             and his virtues rare and high,~He will soothe our parents'
20   3, 8 |   lamentation rose upon the midnight high,~Till my weapons fell in
21   3, 8 |            in their anguish deep and high!~Sacred lore and lifelong
22   4, 1 |           for their worship pure and high.~Done our weary work and
23   4, 1 | ocean-girdled, but intent on penance high,~Godlike as the holy BRAHMA,
24   4, 3 |              like a hermit stern and high,~And an anguish smote her
25   4, 4 |       penance have no aim or purpose high,~Save in Truth which rules
26   4, 5 |           and kindness, token of his high command,~From thy feet cast
27   4, 6 |          fills my heart with purpose high,~Stay with us my gentle
28   5, 3 |             glitter on the mountains high,~And the rocks in well-marked
29   5, 3 |           the stately bamboo holding high the roof aloft,~Interlacing
30   6, 2 |        raised her accents shrill and high,~And the rocks and wooded
31   6, 4 |              in this forest dark and high!~Sita, thou hast heard my
32   6, 5 |        cottage, Sita sat in radiance high,~As the Moon with streaks
33   6, 5 |               who may be thy parents high,~Rudras or the radiant Maruts,
34   6, 6 |             from a towering peak and high,~Snatch the orbs of day
35   6, 7 |             wooded hills sublime and high,~Far-extending gloomy ranges
36   7, 1 |    friendship o'er the altar blazing high,~Hanuman with fragrant blossoms
37   7, 2 |         speaks in voice so proud and high!~Much my woman's heart misgives
38   7, 2 |              wage a combat dread and high,~Not with Rama prince of
39   7, 3 |         forces and by Rama's prowess high!~Free me from thy sweet
40   7, 3 |      garments and his hand he lifted high,~Bold Sugriva raised his
41   7, 4 |            chief of royal fame!~On a high and open terrace with auspicious
42   7, 4 |              his mansions bright and high,~And a shout of joy and
43   7, 5 |              gather thick and gather high,~Lurid lightnings glint
44   7, 6 |             peaks of Vindhya lifting high its misty head,~Through
45   8, 1 |           girt by pillars strong and high.~Snowy-white like fair Kailasa
46   8, 1 |   heaven-aspiring rose the structure high and bold!~By the rich and
47   8, 4 |             with a monarch's stature high,~Ah, methinks my bride and
48   9, 2 |           PRAHASTA'S SPEECH~Dark and high as summer tempest mighty-armed
49   9, 7 |              when he sees my stature high,~And he hears his thunders
50   9, 9 |              and he spake in accents high:~"Rather dwell with open
51  10, 11|             fiercer grew the contest high!~Pierced by Ravan's pointed
52  11, 1 |        secret deed,~Witnessed Sita's high devotion and a woman's lofty
53  11, 2 |      gladness as he spake in accents high:~Never from the time I saw
54  11, 4 |              the righteous chief and high.~Bharat lifted up his glances
55  11, 4 |            Pushpa car,~And he wafted high his greetings and he poured
56  12, 5 |              beaming with a radiance high,~Milk of love suffused her