| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - ??????????????? Poem begins: Over fields on fields of snow, / By the ca???ons gorge, where the cataracts flow, / When deepening sunset burn and fade / O'er the dark Sierra's shade, / Where life is a joy and the heart beats free, -- / Away by the slope to the western sea, / The crown and the pride of those sunny lands, / The beautiful mountain of Shasta stands.
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