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E E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks
Eagle of Austerlitz! where were thy wings
Earth has not anything to show more fair
Enough; and leave the rest to Fame!
Even such is Time, that takes in trust
Evening falls on the smoky walls
Ever let the Fancy roam

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