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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: to read when she had got the book ready.
How can I, how could anyone, tell of that strange scene, its solemnity,
its gloom, its sadness, its horror, and withal, its sweetness.
Even a sceptic, who can see nothing but a travesty of bitter
truth in anything holy or emotional, would have been melted
to the heart had he seen that little group of loving and devoted
friends kneeling round that stricken and sorrowing lady.
Or heard the tender passion of her husband's voice, as in tones
so broken and emotional that often he had to pause, he read the simple
and beautiful service from the Burial of the Dead. I cannot go on.
. . words. . .and v-voices. . .f-fail m-me!
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