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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Madam How and Lady Why by Charles Kingsley: Staffordshire. Sometimes these cling together above the lava
stream, and make a tunnel, through the cracks in which you may see
the fiery river rushing and roaring down below. But mostly they
are kept broken and apart, and roll and slide over each other on
the top of the lava, crashing and clanging as they grind together
with a horrid noise. Of course that stream, like all streams,
runs towards the lower grounds. It slides down glens, and fills
them up; down the beds of streams, driving off the water in
hissing steam; and sometimes (as it did in Iceland a few years
ago) falls over some cliff, turning what had been a water-fall
into a fire-fall, and filling up the pool below with blocks of
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