Book, Chapter

 1   2, 5|     husband as he lifted up her head,~Heedless oath and word
 2   3, 3|        she kissed her moistened head,~And her tears like summer
 3   3, 3|       and his mother kissed his head,~Stilled her anguish-laden
 4   4, 1|         cluster round his royal head,~Is this he whose royal
 5   4, 1|  Satrughna and he bent his holy head!~Rama to his loving bosom
 6   4, 2|         Bharat placed his lowly head,~Weeping for his sire departed,
 7   4, 3|        wood and jungle from his head and bosom fair,~Lakshman
 8   5, 4|   drooping water-lily bends her head beneath the frost,~Lost
 9   6, 6|      till it racks thy tortured head,~Press thy red tongue cleft
10   7, 6|  Vindhya lifting high its misty head,~Through the gorges of Narmada
11   8, 3|        placed his hand upon his head,~Bowed unto the queenly
12   8, 4|   memorial, Sita wore it on her head,~And her proud and peerless
13  10, 4|         his shoulders smote his head,~Kumbha-karna, lifeless,
14  10, 5|         flowers were duly laid,~Head of goat as black as midnight
15  11, 1|     silent drooped his tortured head,~Lakshman with a throbbing
16  12, 5| answered as he bowed his humble head,~'Listening world will hear