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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Golden Threshold by Sarojini Naidu: Wounded with fierce desire and worn with strife,
Children, ye have not lived: for this is life.
THE POET'S LOVE-SONG
In noon-tide hours, O Love, secure and strong,
I need thee not; mad dreams are mine to bind
The world to my desire, and hold the wind
A voiceless captive to my conquering song.
I need thee not, I am content with these:
Keep silence in thy soul, beyond the seas!
But in the desolate hour of midnight, when
An ecstasy of starry silence sleeps
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