Book, Chapter

 1   1, 1|     duty, saintly rishi in his grace,~Great as INDRA in his prowess,
 2   1, 1|  people with a father's loving grace,~Truth and Justice swayed
 3   1, 1|        rich in wit and woman's grace~Twice-born men were free
 4   1, 2|       help me with your loving grace."~"Be it so," the rishi
 5   1, 2|       with a warrior's stately grace,~Proudly strung the bow
 6   1, 2|    terror woke,~And with royal grace and greetings Janak to the
 7   1, 4|       on my house to yield thy grace,~Hast thou made a peaceful
 8   1, 4|      righteous fame and virtue grace thy gift, Videha's king!~
 9   1, 4|       Heaven-inspired his holy grace,~And we take his boon and
10   1, 4|     honour to our race!"~Royal grace and kingly greeting, marked
11   1, 5|     with his blessings and his grace,~And he asks if Dasa-ratha
12   1, 6|      for her acts of righteous grace,~"Take her by the hand,
13   2, 1|        and each soft endearing grace,~Taught by inborn pride
14   2, 2|   Truth inspires his soul with grace,~And his virtue fills the
15   2, 3|       on his son he grants his grace,~And we hail the rite auspicious
16   2, 3|      by his father's righteous grace!~Thus of Rama's consecration
17   2, 4|       vainly decked with royal grace,~Friendless, joyless, long
18   2, 6| rancour Rama rich in righteous grace,~Traitress to thy kith and
19   2, 6|         and a woman's peerless grace,~Wherefore then within thy
20   2, 7|      with a father's boundless grace,~Wherefore clouds his altered
21   3, 6|        grant us, rishi, in thy grace,~Some wild spot where hid
22   3, 8|   anger by entreaty, ask their grace and pardon free!~But before
23   4, 2|  subjects supplicate thy noble grace,~Rule o'er Raghu's ancient
24   4, 2|         as a slave, I seek thy grace,~Come and rule thy father'
25   4, 5|      to thy brother grant this grace,~Vain were my unaided efforts
26   4, 6|        brother listened of the grace by Sita gained,~Favours
27   5, 1|        lustre, hallowed by the grace of God!~Rama loosened there
28   5, 1|        with warrior's peerless grace!~Leafy hut the holy sages
29   5, 1|    youth endued with righteous grace,~Hath he come with wife
30   5, 3| accents with an elder's loving grace:~How can Rama, homeless
31   6, 1|      on the prince of peerless grace,~What though wild her eyes
32   6, 2|       matchless is his courtly grace,~And he leads no wife or
33   6, 5|     owns not such transcendent grace.~Wherefore then, in lonesome
34   6, 5|     home,~And thy steps should grace a palace, not in pathless
35   8, 1|      tears bedimmed her tender grace,~Anguish dwelt within her
36   8, 1|        darkens all her earlier grace!~This is she! the soft-eyed
37   8, 2|      peerless shape of woman's grace,~Is my Rama's dear-loved
38   9, 6|      outrage, Rama's righteous grace implore,~Take my counsel,
39  10, 2|        beaming yet with living grace,~Trust me, sad and sorrowing
40  10, 5|        his arrows rain,~By the grace of great SWAYAMBHU, Indrajit
41  10, 6|       basely seeks the foemans grace,~Meets destruction from
42  10, 6|     ore his f oeman, pause nor grace nor mercy sought,~Till with
43  11, 4|   sought his long-lost elder's grace,~Rama held his faithful
44  11, 5|   jewels Rama's ample forehead grace,~And as Manu, first of monarchs,
45  12, 4|      she yet her virtue prove,~Grace once more my throne and