Book, Chapter

 1   3, 6|      the tall trees in their blossom and the peaceful shady grove,~
 2   3, 7| Plucked the fruit or smiling blossom and to gentle Sita gave,~
 3   3, 7|      each dewy spray,~Bud or blossom of wild beauty from the
 4   3, 7|  tree,~How from every virgin blossom steals her store the faithless
 5   5, 1|      stood around,~Fruit and blossom, skin and faggot, sanctified
 6   5, 2|   But like pale and drooping blossom severed from the parent
 7   5, 2|      shalt enter Panchavati, blossom -covered, calm and still!"~
 8   7, 5|      Fragrant with the ketak blossom, scented by the camphor
 9   8, 1|   feathered cocoa, fruit and blossom pleased the sight,~Herds
10  11, 2|      upon her tresses, not a blossom on her brow,~Not a fibre