Book, Chapter

1   5, 5 |    FATE~In the bosom of the shadows rose a Vision dark and dread,~
2   5, 6 |  dreadful, in the deepening shadows gleam,~Was this dream my
3   5, 6 | withered branches chase the shadows of the night,~And if feeble
4   7, 9 |     grief and death's black shadows on thy parents' closing
5   7, 10|   crime or darkening sorrow shadows o'er my bitter fate,~That
6   9, 2 |  combat, when the night its shadows threw,~Wounded men and blood-stained
7   9, 3 |    and slaughter, darkening shadows close around,~Wearied warriors
8  10, 4 |   royal Drupad's son!~Sable shadows of the midnight fell o'er
9  11, 4 |   the fire-light chased the shadows of the night!~Pitri-medha;