Book, Chapter

 1   3, 8 |      of red blood, lying on a gory bed,~Feebly raised his voice
 2   9, 2 |    his empire in the battle's gory field!"~
 3  10, 2 |     the sorrowing Sita to the gory field of war!~Soon they
 4  10, 3 | dearest kinsmen, lying on the gory plain!~"Lofty scorn of foes
 5  10, 3 |     welt'ring rolled upon the gory plain.~Onward rolled the
 6  10, 3 |  Ravan's pointed dart,~On the gory field of battle poured the
 7  10, 4 |     headless, rolled upon the gory bed,~Hurled unto the heaving
 8  10, 5 |    dying warriors strewed the gory battle plain,~Then on Rama,
 9  10, 6 |     he smote the image in the gory field of war!~Rama heard
10  10, 11|      descended on the red and gory plain,~And from unseen harps
11  11, 3 |      Immortals rest!~Mark the gory fields surrounding where