Book, Chapter

 1   1, 7|           Like a raindrop-pelted lotus bent his humble head in
 2   1, 9|          rising from a beauteous lotus lake,~Rose Duryodhan from
 3   2, 1|       And like fragrance of blue lotus, perfumes all the sweetened
 4   2, 4|          Like wild tuskers for a lotus, like the fire that lurks
 5   2, 8|         the youth with eyes like lotus, he who left the court erewhile,~
 6   3, 7|      Thus the chief with eyes of lotus spake in accents calm and
 7   4, 6|    upbraid,~And their tear-dewed lotus -faces with their streaming
 8   8, 8|         the tale to tell,~Like a lotus rudely severed gallant son
 9   9, 3|        Soft thine eye as budding lotus, sweet and gentle was thy
10  11, 3|     groan,~Like the fibre of the lotus tender-golden is her frame,~
11  11, 3| tender-golden is her frame,~O my lotus! O my daughter! Bharat's
12 Epi   |          soft beauty of the blue lotus. When such comparisons come