Book,  Verse

1      I,   273|                      With crumbling frame; dark with the tooth
2    III,   566|       But stones gigantic crumbling into dust~ ~
3    VII,   480|                       480 Crumbling to ruin, the ancestral roof~ ~
4     IX,   510|   die the harvests on the crumbling mould;~ ~
5     IX,   611| with its waters binds the crumbling soil.~ ~
6     IX,   820|            820 And in the crumbling sands by heat matured.~ ~ ~ ~
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