Book, Chapter
1 2, 2| Drupad longed to give his daughter peerless in her maiden grace,~
2 2, 5| accents Drupad's queenly daughter said:~"Monarch's daughter,
3 2, 5| daughter said:~"Monarch's daughter, born a Kshatra, Suta's
4 2, 7| suitor for his beauteous daughter's hand?~And this rite of
5 3, 6| righteous monarchs! from a daughter of our race~Evil-destined
6 4, 1| fair Draupadi, monarch's daughter, monarch's wife,~Unto her
7 4, 4| Hast thou Drupad's virtuous daughter thus insulted and reviled,~
8 4, 4| Noblest empress, dearest daughter, good Yudhishthir's stainless
9 4, 4| bondsman born!~"Virtuous daughter, have thy wishes," thus
10 4, 6| sad farewell,~Monarch's daughter, monarch's consort, as an
11 4, 6| And I need not tell thee, daughter, duties of a faithful wife,~
12 4, 6| prove,~Dear Draupadi, loving daughter, lot a mother's tear-drops
13 5, 2| monarch, Aswapati, son or daughter had he none,~Old in years
14 5, 2| And HE wills,--a noble daughter grace thy famed and royal
15 5, 2| suitor claimed her hand.~"Daughter," whispered Aswapati, "
16 5, 2| As thou choosest, gentle daughter, in thy loving heart's desire,~
17 5, 2| choose a loving husband, daughter of my house and love,~So
18 5, 3| thought,~Wherefore is my daughter's action with a sad disaster
19 5, 3| truth,~Nathless, king, thy daughter may not wed this noble-hearted
20 5, 4| sightless monarch like a daughter by his side,~And with love
21 5, 4| Hard the penance, gentle daughter, and thy woman's limbs are
22 5, 4| mused upon. her fated lord!~"Daughter, now thy fast is over,"
23 5, 4| a boon or object sighed,~Daughter, thy request is granted,
24 5, 5| thy mercy speak!~Duteous daughter," YAMA answered, "be thy
25 5, 5| thy mercy speak!"~Loving daughter," YAMA answered, " wealth
26 6, 5| inner palace hall,~As a daughter on a father waited on my
27 6, 5| Worthy of thy youthful daughter, pure in heart and undefiled,~
28 6, 6| of gods encircle INDRA'S daughter in her pride!~Arjun from
29 6, 6| side,~As a father takes a daughter, takes the young and beauteous
30 10, 4| Flung on Drupad's saintly daughter and our noble spotless queen,~
31 11, 3| frame,~O my lotus! O my daughter! Bharat's pride and Kuru'
32 End | Borne by Drupad's stainless daughter as thy children took their
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