Book, Chapter

 1   1, 6 |       gladness gleamed upon his face,~And he spake to gallant
 2   5, 3 |        fair in mind and fair in face?~"Free in gifts like Rantideva,"
 3   5, 3 |         fair and radiant in his face,~Meek and graced with patient
 4   5, 4 |       pale and bloodless is thy face,~And thy steps are weak
 5   6    |      with most of his troops to face the Trigartas in the south-east,
 6   6    |    Uttara had no inclination to face the Kurus in the north.
 7   6, 3 |          and a smile was on his face,~Not in distant lands the
 8   6, 4 |         Now I mark his form and face,~Issuing from his dark concealment
 9   6, 5 |       handsome youth of godlike face,~Krishna's sister, fair
10   7, 3 |       his battle-car,~Who shall face the twin-born brothers by
11   7, 3 | Immortals can the youthful hero face,~When with more than Arjun'
12   8, 1 |        slew the foe,~None could face his sounding chariot and
13   8, 2 | streaked with blood his godlike face.~Dauntless still Panchala'
14   8, 3 |    gainst the valiant warrior's face,~Vainly Salya, king of Madra,
15   8, 9 |         sons of Pandu, but they face not Bhishma's might,~In
16   8, 9 |    battle-car,~Gods nor men can face these heroes in the field
17   8, 10|        God nor mortal chief can face him in the gory field of
18   8, 10|     forces with a calm unmoving face,~Saw not Arjun's fair Gandiva,
19   8, 10| unresisting, Bhishma turned his face away,~Turned and fell; the
20   9, 1 |  stalwart Salya stood as rivals face to face,~Hempen fastening
21   9, 1 |         stood as rivals face to face,~Hempen fastening bound
22   9, 3 |        sweet and gentle was thy face,~Are those soft eyes closed
23   9, 4 |        REVENGE~Morning from the face of battle night's depending
24   9, 5 |     thee not in fight,~None can face the great acharya in his
25   9, 5 |    breathes, Duryodhan, who can face thy helméd foe,~Drona knows
26   9, 5 |       nor other archer dared to face his peerless might.~But
27  10, 1 |        deadlier, grew the angry face of sky,~Till the evening'
28  10, 2 |         darkened o'er his livid face,~And he drew his godlike
29  10, 2 |    anger rose,~Karna feared not face of mortal, dreaded not immortal
30  11, 1 |    welling tears suffused their face,~Good Vidura ever gentle
31  11, 1 |   palace, scarce the gods their face had seen,~Heedless now through