Book, Chapter

 1   2, 4|   senseless woman, wherefore dost thou idly mope?~Dear is
 2   3, 8|   waiting parents, wherefore dost thou stay behind,~Sporting
 3   4, 2|   Heir and Regent of Kosala! Dost thou tend our father well,~
 4   6, 2| Feasting on her faded beauty dost thou still revere thy dame?~
 5   6, 4|      semblance of compassion dost thou hide a cruel craft,~
 6   7, 2|      morning, wait till thou dost truly know,~With what strength
 7  10, 6|      born of Raksha parents, dost thou glory in this deed,~
 8  10, 6|  thee with Rama have I laid,~Dost thou stealing like a serpent
 9  11, 3|  with my trusting Sita fled.~Dost thou mark, my soft-eyed
10  11, 3|   sanctify the sacred grove!~Dost thou, o'er the Dandak forest,
11  11, 3|      Ayodhya's town of fame,~Dost thou, dear devoted Sita,