Book, Chapter

 1   2, 1|        affection, guarded with a gentle sway,~Stillthe princes of their
 2   2, 5|            Empress, limitless thy regal sway!~Rolls my chariot-wheel
 3   2, 6|           dotapre, Dasa-ratha holds his sway,~Shall I say to righteous
 4   2, 6|              stainless virtue marks his sway,~Let it now be known to
 5   3, 1| promise-fettered, to Kaikeyi yields the sway,~And she wills her son anointed,-
 6   3, 1|                 on thy bosom hold their sway,~In the early watch of morning
 7   3, 1|            bosom ever hold their gentle sway,~And to please each dear
 8   3, 2|                own her high and queenly sway,~Aye, a thousand village-centres
 9   4, 4|               and a monarch's righteous sway,~Mighty Gods and holy sages
10   6, 1|            where the Rakshas hold their sway,~Wherefore in a lonely cottage
11   6, 5|              and the Rakshas hold their sway?~Royal balls and stately
12   7, 2|               swells thy passion in its sway,~Thoughts of wrath like
13   8, 3|              which confess no monarch's sway,~O'er the face of rolling
14  10, 2|                  Death is mighty in his sway,~Peerless Rama, faithful