Tome,  Livre, Comp.

1    1,     3,    XXII|      pervenche,~ ~Au thym, au liseron, qui tend son urne blanche~ ~
2    2,     1,    XVII| goutte d’eau !~ ~Que le frais liseron se glisse en ton tombeau~ ~
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