Book, Chapter

 1   3, 5 |      should the noble prize we yield?~Drona's son unmatched in
 2   6, 1 |       was the Matsya country's yield!~And the wailing chief of
 3   7, 3 |      shall our foemen force to yield,~Yield Yudhishthir's rightful
 4   7, 3 |     our foemen force to yield,~Yield Yudhishthir's rightful kingdom
 5   7, 3 |         let our impious foemen yield,~Or the fiery son of Sini
 6   7, 4 |       to his kinsmen would not yield their proper share,~Pandu'
 7   7, 6 |        passing years increase!~Yield to Krishna's words of wisdom,
 8   7, 6 |     thy weal he nobly strives,~Yield and save thy friends and
 9   7, 10|    bonds not, knows not how to yield,~So the ancient sage Matanga
10   8, 3 |     thy partial heart incline,~Yield thy place, let faithful
11   9, 3 |  trumpet music to the warriors yield?~Harp is hushed within the
12   9, 3 | vengeful ire,~Arjun else shall yield his weapons, perish on the
13   9, 5 |       the sons of Pandu claim,~Yield thy place to gallant Karna,
14  10, 1 |     neither chief could win or yield!~
15  10, 2 |      unconquered pride?~Arjun! yield thy famed Gandiva unto worthier
16  10, 2 |     thy mighty standard shine,~Yield thy helmet and thy armour,
17  10, 2 |     thy helmet and thy armour, yield thy gleaming sword and shield,~
18  10, 2 |  sinful sword,~But thy best to yield my weapon stung my soul
19  11, 5 |        the treasures earth can yield,~Righteous bliss and heavenly