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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: voice rose from the cave, above the crags, and through the
tree-tops, and the glens of oak and pine. And the trees
bowed their heads when they heard it, and the gray rocks
cracked and rang, and the forest beasts crept near to listen,
and the birds forsook their nests and hovered round. And old
Cheiron claps his hands together, and beat his hoofs upon the
ground, for wonder at that magic song.
Then Peleus kissed his boy, and wept over him, and they went
down to the ship; and Cheiron came down with them, weeping,
and kissed them one by one, and blest them, and promised to
them great renown. And the heroes wept when they left him,
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