Book, Chapter

 1   2, 7|     son?~"Speak, my mother," uttered Rama," what strange error
 2   3, 2| wrought,~"Welcome, brother," uttered Rama, "stronger thus to
 3   3, 4|      eye!~"Speed, Sumantra," uttered Rama, "from this torture
 4   3, 7|      Mark, my love," so Rama uttered, "every bush and tree and
 5   4, 1|    May the scene," so Bharat uttered, "by the righteous rishi
 6   5, 3| shade!~"Mark the woodlands," uttered Rama, "by the Saint Agastya
 7   6, 2|    Are these mocking accents uttered, Rama, to insult my flame,~
 8   6, 3|     Imitating Rama's accents uttered forth his dying cry:~"Speed,
 9  10, 6|  cause of virtue!"--Lakahman uttered as he drew,~Fatal was the
10  11, 1|     in act and thought," she uttered, " I am true unto my name,~
11  11, 3|       Mark my love," so Rama uttered, as on flying Pushpa car,~
12  12, 3|     well!"~"Noble children!" uttered Rama, "dear to me the words