Book, Chapter

 1   2, 4 | fate,~Rama dreads no rising danger from the twins, the youngest-born,~
 2   2, 4 |  thy own disaster, courting danger dread and high,~What dark
 3   2, 4 |   bosom owns no love,~And a danger thus ariseth if the elder
 4   2, 5 |  wound,~Till from death and danger rescued, thou wert by a
 5   3, 8 | fate.~Or if conscious of my danger, could they dying breath
 6   6, 2 |    Word in jest is courting danger,--this the penance of our
 7   6, 4 | Heardst that distant cry of danger?" questioned Sita in distress,~"
 8   6, 4 |   and thy monarch, sore his danger and his need,~For perchance
 9   6, 4 |      Rama knows no dread or danger, and his mandate still I
10   6, 4 |     sense is clouded by the danger of her lord:~Markest thou
11   6, 4 |      Markest thou my Rama's danger with a cold and callous
12   6, 4 |     Omens dark and signs of danger meet my pained and aching
13   7, 1 |  aid,~In our deepest direst danger he our truest friendship
14   9, 1 |  monarchs who nor death nor danger weigh,~Think not, ask not
15   9, 9 |    falter and whom fears of danger daunt!~O, the love of near
16   9, 9 |   sorrow at my glory, at my danger how they smile,~How they
17   9, 10|  unrighteous hate,~Blind to danger and destruction, deaf to
18  10, 2 |    thou challenge death and danger, court thy fate to rescue