Book, Chapter

 1   3, 2|   this then they sacred duty, tend our mothers in their woe,~
 2   3, 3|       in the fight!~Therefore tend him as thy father, as thy
 3   3, 3|     thy father, as thy mother tend his wife,~And to thee, like
 4   3, 5| Bharat gently will my parents tend,~And with fond and filial
 5   3, 5|    thy valour, by thy virtues tend her well,~Wait on her while
 6   3, 5|     Rama take,~Thou Sumantra, tend the horses, darkness comes
 7   4, 2|   Regent of Kosala! Dost thou tend our father well,~And obey
 8   4, 2|       Bharat's mighty empire, tend him with a mother's care?~
 9   4, 2|      kine and fattened sheep,~Tend the herdsman and his cattle,
10   4, 2|      herdsman and his cattle, tend the tiller of the soil,~
11   5, 2|  build a lonesome leafy home,~Tend thy true and toil-worn Sita,
12   5, 2|     wild bird trills his lay,~Tend thy dear devoted Sita and
13   6, 3|   implored the wife,~"I would tend this thing of beauty,--sharer