Tome,  Livre, Comp.

1    1,     1,      IX| travaille,~ ~Il pleure, et s’arrachant les entrailles, les met~ ~
2    1,     3,    XIII| crime, ce phalène errant ;~ ~Arrachant de leurs trous la haine,~ ~
3    2,     2,     III|         Paris de sa poitrine arrachant la Bastille,~ ~Le faubourg
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