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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Democracy In America, Volume 1 by Alexis de Toqueville: of the trees to the clouds, and seeming to hang from heaven
rather than to be mounting to the sky. An Indian shallop was
hauled up on the sand, which tempted me to visit the islet that
had first attracted my attention, and in a few minutes I set foot
upon its banks. The whole island formed one of those delicious
solitudes of the New World which almost lead civilized man to
regret the haunts of the savage. A luxuriant vegetation bore
witness to the incomparable fruitfulness of the soil. The deep
silence which is common to the wilds of North America was only
broken by the hoarse cooing of the wood-pigeon, and the tapping
of the woodpecker upon the bark of trees. I was far from
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