| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - ,And then men owned they were the same.Seven days within my chamber layThat corse, and my babes made holiday.At last, I told them what is death.The eldest, with a kind of shame,Came to my knees with silent breath, And sate awe-stricken at my feet;And soon the others left their play,And sate there too.
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