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Marry, he was dead -- And the right valiant Barlquo walked too late, Whom, you may say, if it please you, Fleance killed, For Fleance fled! -- Macbeth.
It is a fearful thing, even to the hardiest nerves, to find ourselves suddenly alone with the dead. How much more so, if we have, but a breathing interval before, moved and conversed with the warm and living likeness of the motionless clay before us!