Book, Chapter

1   1, 8|      Karna's dripping forehead, fresh and loving tear-drops shed!~
2   2, 3| Brightly dawns; the bridal day,~Fresh from morning s pure ablutions
3   5, 2|         bright and festive day,~Fresh from bath the beauteous
4   8, 2|       Krishna for the morning's fresh array,~And when from the
5  10, 2|         sad remembrance kindled fresh a father's ire!~And he drew
6  10, 3|         sand,~Lost its pride of fresh'ning waters sweeping o'er
7  11, 1|      father of a perished race,~Fresh and loud awoke their sorrow,
8 Epi   |       Indeed, with much that is fresh and sweet and lovely in
9 Epi   |        when life was singularly fresh, vivid, and expansive."