Tome,  Livre, Comp.

1    1,     1,    XVII|        il nous jette,~ ~Le fait jaillir au hasard ;~ ~Benvenuto
2    2,     3,      IX| profondes ?~ ~N’en fait-il plus jaillir des tourbillons de mondes ?~ ~

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