| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - The sun rose and droplets of dew sparkled as a million diamonds.There was a stirring in the soil, a re-awakening.That day the poor man came by with his scanty offerings and the friars accosted him.???Now, my man, ??? they said. ???What do you offer as recompense, For one of your bulbs has failed to bear even a single flower? '???Sirs, ??? he answered, ???I am poor.
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