Book, Chapter

1   2, 7 |    redeem it with thy life,~Wounded erst by foes immortal, saved
2   3, 8 |   pain and anguish thus the wounded hermit cried,~And I drew
3  10, 1 | dying wail,~And the yell of wounded Rakshas and the Vanars'
4  10, 2 |      For thy lord is sorely wounded, but shall live to fight
5  10, 3 |  Lakshman, pale with anger, wounded sore,~Ravan drew at last
6  10, 8 |  might,~Carless, steedless, wounded Ravan sought his safety
7  10, 11|   with fury wilder fraught,~Wounded, faint, and still unyielding,