Book, Chapter

 1   1, 2|        lift and bend the weapon, help me with your loving grace."~"
 2   3, 2|         her silken chain,~Little help Kaikeyi renders to our mothers
 3   3, 2|     mothers in her pride,~Little help can Bharat offer, standing
 4   3, 8|          wound thy filial heart,~Help of helpless, sight of sightless,
 5   4, 2|    tiller of the soil,~Watch and help with all thy bounty workmen
 6   4, 5|        wise and deep,~They shall help thee with their counsel
 7   4, 5|       spoke and will not palter, help him righteous Gods in heaven!"~
 8   5, 3| sacrificial rite."~"Little can I help thee, brother," did the
 9   6, 4|           Speed, brave Lakshman, help my Rama, doleful was his
10   6, 4|        thy keenest arrows speed,~Help thy elder and thy monarch,
11   6, 7|       pardon words a woman said:~Help me, ever righteous Rama,
12  12, 5|          my royal children born,~Help me, Gods, to wipe this error
13 Epi   |        village, mart nor hamlet, help us righteous Gods in heaven,~