Book, Chapter

 1   1, 1| Sightless roll these orbs of vision, dark to me is noonday light,~
 2   1, 3|      loud,~And with troubled vision Drona marked the heaving
 3   5, 5|  bosom of the shadows rose a Vision dark and dread,~Shape of
 4   5, 6|     a fleeting dream,~God or Vision, dark and dreadful, in the
 5   5, 6|   Savitri, dost thou of this Vision know,~Tell me, for before
 6   5, 6| before my eyesight still the Vision seems to glow!"~"Darkness
 7   7, 1|       Krishna with his inner vision then the state of things
 8   8, 9|     were his accents and his vision true and clear:~"Vain, Duryodhan,
 9  11, 3|    When, alas, her wandering vision on her son Duryodhan fell,~
10 End   |  Dhrita-rashtra sees as in a vision the spirits of all the slain