Book, Chapter

 1   1, 6|        speak with arrows keen,~Till I lay thee, witness Drona,
 2   4, 5|      house shall Pritha dwell,~Till your years of exile over,
 3   4, 6|      voice and filled her eye,~Till in broken stifled accents
 4   5, 1|      unbound,--~So she vowed,--till fitting vengeance had the
 5   5, 2|    rose in merit and in might,~Till the goddess of savitri smiled
 6   5, 2|        s happy monarch passed,~Till his queen of noble offspring
 7   5, 4|     might and practised skill,~Till the drops stood on his forehead,
 8   7, 1|       warriors proud and high,~Till the council chamber glittered
 9   7, 1|        the golden moments fly,~Till intent on graver questions
10   7, 4|        the mighty gods ordain,~Till the kings and arméd nations
11   8, 2|        his howda's lofty seat,~Till upon the giant tusker Bhima
12   8, 2| conquering Arjun held his way,~Till the evening's gathering
13   8, 6|    smote the scattered Pandavs till the darksome hours of night!~
14   8, 7|     faint and frightened foes,~Till like star on billowy ocean
15   8, 7|   strove with all their might,~Till their broken scattered forces
16   8, 8|     advanced the fatal carnage till the darksome close of day,~
17   8, 9|      his proud resistless car,~Till the gathering night and
18   9, 1|       clubs were wielded well,~Till by many blows belaboured
19  10, 1|       the tear was in his eye,~Till his glances fell on Karna
20  10, 1|    grew the angry face of sky,~Till the evening's sable garment
21  10, 2|     pride his sounding chariot till it almost seems to fly,~
22  10, 2|     urged his gallant coursers till his chariot bounding flew,~
23  10, 2|      angry accents Arjun woke,~Till the bow-string strained
24  10, 2|    Arjun conquered him in war,~Till within the soft earth sinking
25  10, 3|       the lances pointed well,~Till with crashing sound of thunder
26  10, 4|     strength the rivals stood,~Till his vow remembered Bhima,
27  11, 1|      in bitter anguish walled,~Till her senses reeled in sorrow,
28  11, 1|       senses reeled in sorrow, till her woman's reason failed!~
29  11, 4|       received the pious rite,~Till the radiance of the fire-light
30 Epi   |     Draupadi nursing her wrath till her wrongs are fearfully