Chapter

 1 I   |       ground, and beating the soil with his limbs. Some one
 2 I   |  slope of the deeply laboured soil.~But they perceived a little
 3 I   |      bending over the sloping soil, reared and massed themselves
 4 I   |    light of day. The trampled soil was hidden beneath splashes
 5 II  |  silphium. Such wealth of the soil and such inventions of wisdom
 6 II  |       such convulsions of the soil, such alternations of temperature,
 7 II  |  among the undulations of the soil.~It was a large purple litter,
 8 VI  |       all the tribes on Punic soil.~Carthage was sapping the
 9 VI  |       his nails buried in the soil, and weep; he felt wretched,
10 VII |  watched the temperature, the soil, the stars, had planted
11 VIII|      though snatched from the soil, ascended in great light-coloured
12 VIII| insensible undulations of the soil extended to the extreme
13 XI  |     spaces of perfectly white soil. Sometimes they came upon
14 XII |       Libyans; the devastated soil showed undulations like