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  On his deathbed, Gabriel comes with messages of condolence and inquiry from
  the Lord, and offers him life and health, should he desire it. Again he comes,
  accompanied by Azrael the angel of death, whom Fatima, taking to be an Arab,
  refuses to admit. Gabriel tells the Prophet that Azrael was to obey his every
  order, and either take his spirit or retire at once, as he preferred.
  Mohammed, in consternation, applies for counsel to Gabriel, who pictures to
  him the glories of Paradise, "the black-eyed houries adorned from head to
  foot, waiting in expectation of his glorious approach." Mohammed,
  re-assured by these exciting prospects, gives command to Azrael, and dies.
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  Till the hour of his burial, a thick darkness overspread Medina, so that one
  could not see his hand or his neighbour's face.1 When Abbas lifted
  up the winding sheet, the lips of the deceased were seen to move and to repeat
  the same prayer for his people, as that which issued from his lips when newly
  born. The angels offered to convey his body to Paradise, but Mohammed
  preferred not to be separated from his fellows whom he had come to save; a
  fact which is thus improved:
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  Ye lovers of Mohammed! consider for a moment the wonderful compassion and
  grace which showered such favours upon us, unworthy handfuls of the dust!
  verily, it is incumbent upon us to sacrifice our very selves for the sake of
  such a compassionate Intercessor, and to become ennobled by visiting his
  glorious tomb and sacred resting-place.
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    We have already trespassed too far, but one other extract we must add:
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    In his last illness Mohammed
    entered the Mosque of Medina, which was filled to overflowing; and as his
    final request, besought that if any one had suffered wrong or injury at his
    hands, he would there without ceremony declare it, and taking retribution
    for the injury done, thus enable him to go to heaven with an easy
    conscience. Hearing this, Okâsha exclaimed, "Oh Prophet of the Lord,
    on a certain stage when marching with thee, thou once without due cause
    scourgedst my back. I should never
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