Book, Chapter

 1   1   |    Sita, who was miraculously born of a field furrow, and who
 2   1, 1|     proud and peerless beauty born of houses rich in fame,~
 3   2, 3|  Great and good is Dasa-ratha born of Raghu's royal race,~In
 4   3, 8| hermit, but a Khsatra warrior born,~Dasa-ratha stands before
 5   3, 8|      of my crime!~Rama eldest born and dearest, Lakshman true
 6   4, 1|    Bharat bows unto his feet,~Born a king of many nations,
 7   5, 1|       Southern clime!~"Eldest born of Dasa-ratha, long and
 8   6, 6|  hermit seeming kind,--~"I am born of royal Janak, ruler of
 9   8, 4|       with the ray of heaven,~Born in sea, by mighty INDRA
10  10, 2|      Queen Kausalya's dearest born~Rama soul of truth and virtue
11  10, 6|       my life to take,~Raksha born of Raksha parents, dost
12  12   |  heroine of the Epic is still born of the field-furrow, and
13  12, 5| jungle were my royal children born,~Help me, Gods, to wipe