Tome,  Livre, Comp.

1    1,     3,      XX|     pied du sombre autel ;~ ~Le soc murmure un psaume ; et c’
2    1,     3,    XXIX|      terre profonde.~ ~Quand le soc a passé, la plaine devient
3    2,     2,      VI| laboureurs~ ~Tirent sans fin le soc monstrueux des nuages,~ ~
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