| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - When Friendship or Love Our sympathies move;When Truth, in a glance, should appear, The lips may beguile, With a dimple or smile,But the test of affection's a Tear: Too oft is a smile But the hypocrite's wile,To mask detestation, or fear; Give me the soft sigh, Whilst the soultelling eyeIs dimm'd, for a time, with a Tear: Mild Charity's glow, To us mortals below,Shows the soul from barbarity clear
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