Book, Chapter

 1   1, 1|      And the festive note of sankha mingled with the trumpet'
 2   1, 4|   blare of trumpet rose with sankha's festive strain!~"Mark!
 3   2, 3| Sound the drum and voice the sankha! Brightly dawns; the bridal
 4   2, 6|   his rising rage and grief,~Sankha's note and voice of trumpet
 5   6, 4|  Kuru warriors knew it well,~Sankha's voice, Gandiva's accents,
 6   8, 1|   brother, proud and gallant Sankha stood,~But the helmet-wearing
 7   8, 1|     And to save the fearless Sankha from the ancient Bhishma'
 8   8, 2|     And the sound of Arjun's sankha rose above the cry of war,~
 9   8, 3|    Beat of drum and blare of sankha and the thunder of his car,~
10   9, 1|  Blew his shrill and dreaded sankha, drove his sounding battle-car,~
11   9, 4|      and shrill his sounding sankha then the wrathful Arjun
12   9, 4|      vow of Arjun, heard the sankha's deathful blare,~As it