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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Poems of Goethe, Bowring, Tr. by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: Then repels it,--it returneth,--
And, perplex'd, she bends her flood-wards
With uncertain hands to draw it;
But, alas, she draws no more!
For the water's sacred billows
Seem to fly, to hasten from her;
She but sees the fearful chasm
Of a whirlpool black disclosed.
Arms drop down, and footsteps stumble,
Can this be the pathway homewards?
Shall she fly, or shall she tarry?
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