Book, Chapter

 1   1, 7|         a raindrop-pelted lotus bent his humble head in shame!~"
 2   1, 8|       unto a father, reverently bent his head!~With his scanty
 3   1, 9|         Bhishma homeward silent bent their way~"Arjun is the
 4   2, 5| unbending was the bow,~Slightly bent, rebounding quickly, laid
 5   2, 5|     heart and fixed in purpose, bent the tough unbending bow,~
 6   2, 6|    ISANA, in a silent prayer he bent,~Then the bow which gathered
 7   2, 6|       VISHNU'S matchless might,~Bent the wondrous bow of Drupad,
 8   2, 7|       bold and strong'~Fiereely bent on blood and vengeance blindly
 9   4, 3|   Yudhishthir heard in anguish, bent in shame his lowly head,~
10   4, 6| deer-skin, and their heads were bent in shame!~Sorrow welling
11   5, 2|        rishi Narad by his seat,~Bent her head in salutation,
12   6, 3|   kingdom widen when the bow is bent,~Next, this mighty ponderous
13   8, 3|       his battle-chariot and he bent to him his knee:~"Pardon,
14   9, 2|  doughty Drona, Dhrishta-dyumna bent his bow!~But as darksome
15   9, 5|       heard that fatal message, bent his anguished head in pain!~"
16   9, 5|    father slain!~Dhrista-dyumna bent his weapon and his shaft
17  10, 4|       of slaughter, Aswa-thaman bent his way~Where beside the
18  12, 1|        a hundred battles, Arjun bent his homeward way,~Following