Book, Chapter

 1   1, 6 |       wrathful Arjun, dread of foes,~Parted from his lovina
 2   2, 7 |    rushed the kings upon their foes,~Calm and stately, stalwart
 3   2, 7 |  deadly weapon, facing all his foes he stood,~Arjun too with
 4   7, 5 |        ruddy wine,~Greet their foes in mutual kindness, bless
 5   7, 7 |    fair Devaki bore,~These are foes thou may'st not conquer,
 6   8    |        and relations among his foes, he was unwilling to fight.
 7   8, 2 |   cleaving through the serried foes,~Devas from their cloud-borne
 8   8, 2 |       marked his son among his foes,~Wheeled from far his battle-chariot
 9   8, 7 |       the faint and frightened foes,~Till like star on billowy
10   8, 10|        through their countless foes,~Side by side impelled their
11   8, 10| mantled in the gloom of grief,~Foes like loving brothers sorrowed
12   9, 2 | devices, terror of their arméd foes,~Water-jar on tawny deerskin,
13   9, 2 |       sought,~Where by eastern foes surrounded still the stalwart
14  10, 2 |  battle-field I fled,~Scorn of foes and shame of kinsmen! Warrior'
15  10, 2 |   mortal, dreaded not immortal foes,~Nor with all his wrath
16  11, 5 |        lustre as his countless foes he fought,~He who faced