Tome,  Livre, Comp.
1    1,     2,      IX|      que les lourds rochers, stupides et ravis,~ ~Se penchent,
2    1,     3,    XIII| Hélas ! je plains vos poings stupides,~ ~D’affreux clous et de
3    1,     3,     XXX|        Où nous nous arrêtons stupides,~ ~Disant : Avancer, c’est
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