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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from O Pioneers! by Willa Cather: itself ungrudgingly to the moods of the season,
holding nothing back. Like the plains of Lom-
bardy, it seems to rise a little to meet the sun.
The air and the earth are curiously mated and
intermingled, as if the one were the breath of
the other. You feel in the atmosphere the same
tonic, puissant quality that is in the tilth, the
same strength and resoluteness.
One June morning a young man stood at the
gate of the Norwegian graveyard, sharpening
O Pioneers! |
