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 1   1, 3 |     Mithila day and night in gladness passed!~
 2   1, 4 |     the night is filled with gladness for the king revered and
 3   1, 7 |    Days of joy and months of gladness o'er the gentle Sita flew,~
 4   2, 4 | anguish wakes my sigh,~For a gladness stirs thy bosom when thy
 5   2, 5 |     Came the king with eager gladness joyful message to impart,~
 6   2, 5 |  Radiant with his thought of gladness walked the monarch proud
 7   8, 2 |   Whence that song of sudden gladness, whence that soul-entrancing
 8   9, 4 |  ruling brother Rama will in gladness greet,~Then with mace and
 9  10, 11|      And the ocean heaved in gladness, brighter shone the sunlit
10  10, 12|     Done the days of joy and gladness, Mandodari's days are done,~
11  11, 2 |      And his bosom heaved in gladness as he spake in accents high:~
12  11, 4 |     Bharat's life is joy and gladness, for returned from distant
13  11, 5 |   Joy! joy in bright Ayodhya gladness filled the hearts of all,~
14  11, 5 |    And the earth in grateful gladness never failing harvest lent,~
15 Epi    |  life was joy and beauty and gladness in ancient Greece; the ideal