Book, Chapter

 1   1, 8|   monarch, to the humble Suta sped,~As a son unto a father,
 2   4, 1| Draupadi seeks to fly.~Vainly sped the trembling princess in
 3   9, 4|      the doughty Drona onward sped the fiery car,~Through the
 4   9, 4|      its helpless prey,~Arjun sped his vengeful arrow and his
 5   9, 4|    midnight's lurid lightning sped his fell and fatal dart,~
 6  10, 2|       forces then the warrior sped amain,~Through the serried
 7  10, 2| lightning Arjun's lurid arrow sped,~Like a rock by thunder
 8  11, 1|     now through mart and city sped each widowed childless queen,~
 9  11, 4|       Vidura and his comrades sped on sacred duty bound,~Sandalwood
10  11, 5|    like its countless billows sped,~Didst thou bear that peerless