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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from She Stoops to Conquer by Oliver Goldsmith: going to knock himself down for a song.
OMNES. Ay, a song, a song!
TONY. Then I'll sing you, gentlemen, a song I made upon this
alehouse, the Three Pigeons.
SONG.
Let schoolmasters puzzle their brain
With grammar, and nonsense, and learning,
Good liquor, I stoutly maintain,
Gives GENUS a better discerning.
Let them brag of their heathenish gods,
Their Lethes, their Styxes, and Stygians,
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