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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Complete Poems of Longfellow by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: A region of repose it seems,
A place of slumber and of dreams,
Remote among the wooded hills!
For there no noisy railway speeds,
Its torch-race scattering smoke and gleeds;
But noon and night, the panting teams
Stop under the great oaks, that throw
Tangles of light and shade below,
On roofs and doors and window-sills.
Across the road the barns display
Their lines of stalls, their mows of hay,
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