Book, Chapter

 1   1, 4|      gallant son of Pandu, whom the happy Pritha bore,~Mark! the heir
 2   1, 4|            monarch," and I bless my happy fate,~Pritha's sons like
 3   4, 3|         ancestors in the bright and happy sky,~'If that knee, by which
 4   4, 5|          truth from heavenly Narad, happy is thy mortal lot,~Greater
 5   4, 5|    Righteous be your life in exile, happy be your safe return,~May
 6   4, 6|       wherefore came I in my pride,~Happy is your sainted father,
 7   4, 6|     gathering on us thick and high,~Happy too is faithful Madri, for
 8   5, 2|          nights of gladness Madra's happy monarch passed,~Till his
 9   5, 2|            babe in splendour in its happy mother's womb,~And in fulness
10   5, 2|          permission will bestow thy happy sire.~For our sacred sastras
11   5, 3|         Savitri led,~Wherefore to a happy husband hath Savitri not
12   5, 6|           and long."~Rising as from happy slumber looked the young
13   7, 1|           may rule his empire as in happy days of yore?"~Krishna uttered
14   7, 3|            Subhadra bore,~And whose happy nuptials brought us from
15   7, 4| Indra-prastha, peace will crown the happy land,~Or our troops will
16  10   |           of the slaughter and died happy.~Books viii., ix., and x.
17  10, 4|             his bosom and he died a happy death!~
18  11, 5|          graced our blessed empire, happy would the earth have been!"~