| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Death is a fearful thing, come in what form it may,???fearful, when the vital chords are so gradually relaxed, that life passes away sweetly as music from the slumbering harp-string,???fearful, when in his own quiet chamber, the departing one is summoned by those who sweetly follow him with their prayers, when the assiduities of friendship and affection can go no farther, and who discourse of heav
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