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1     I| XXXVI~My mind, Time's enemy, Oblivion's foe,~Disposer true of
2     I| Eberard to overpass,~In foul oblivion would my Muse be loth,~With
3     X|     His cares and sorrows in oblivion's lake,~And in a little,
4   XIV|   They softly dipped in mild Oblivion's lake;~But he whose Godhead
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