Book, Chapter

 1   1, 3 |          armed and angry wrestlers, bid the deadly combat cease,~
 2   1, 3 |        voice like thunder's sound:~"Bid him come, the gallant Arjun!
 3   3, 7 |             uttered accents may not bid thee, friend, to go,~In
 4   4, 1 | coward-bosom quails,~Thou Duhsasan, bid the princess as our humble
 5   4, 4 |          earth be thine,~Since thou bid'st me name my wishes, this
 6   4, 5 |           of Dhrita-rashtra, let me bid you all farewell!~So he
 7   6, 2 |           upon thy sister, she will bid the minion speed,~And he
 8   8, 10|     chieftains doomed to slaughter, bid the fated nations live.~
 9  10, 2 |          the rites that sages know,~Bid the helméd warrior Arjun
10  10, 3 |           his sons untimely slayed!~Bid this battle cease, Duryodhan,
11  10, 3 |          this crimson field of war,~Bid them live,--the few survivors
12  10, 3 |           back his ancient kingdom, bid this war of kinsmen cease!"~"
13  12, 2 |         Yudhishthir's noble bounty, bid the sons of men rejoice,~