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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson: O wind, that sings so loud a song!
XXVI
Keepsake Mill
Over the borders, a sin without pardon,
Breaking the branches and crawling below,
Out through the breach in the wall of the garden,
Down by the banks of the river we go.
Here is a mill with the humming of thunder,
Here is the weir with the wonder of foam,
Here is the sluice with the race running under--
Marvellous places, though handy to home!
A Child's Garden of Verses |
