Book, Chapter

 1   4, 6 |  loving heart,~And I need not tell thee, daughter, duties of
 2   5, 3 |     and thy choice and secret tell,"~Then a blush suffused
 3   5, 3 |     that noble gallant youth!~Tell me," questioned Asnvapati, "
 4   5, 3 |     gentle youth from birth!~"Tell me, rishi, then thy reason,"
 5   5, 3 |    this noble-hearted youth!~"Tell me, rishi," said the monarch, "
 6   5, 5 |     If a radiant god thou be,~Tell me what bright name thou
 7   5, 6 |     thou of this Vision know,~Tell me, for before my eyesight
 8   7, 4 |   rose his secret thoughts to tell,~From his lips the words
 9   7, 5 |       willing lips they send:~Tell our monarch, more than father,
10   7, 8 |    sought his pensive mind to tell,~From his lips serene and
11   8, 1 |      and no mortal tongue can tell~What unnumbered chieftains
12   8, 8 |       fled the woeful tale to tell!~Short, alas, Iravat's triumph,
13   8, 8 |       mournful is the tale to tell,~Like a lotus rudely severed
14   8, 10| fleeting life!~More I have to tell thee, Karna, but my parting
15   9, 3 |       and wand'ring minstrels tell!~Like a tusker of the forest
16   9, 3 |       did the sad Yudhishthir tell,~How in dreadful field of
17  11, 3 | strove her woeful thoughts to tell,~When, alas, her wandering
18  11, 3 |       who can his misfortunes tell!~Ay! my son was brave and
19  12, 1 |     from many a fray,~So they tell me, noble brother, who have