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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: darkness hid him; and yet he trembled as he sank down near
them, so terrible were those brazen claws.
Two of the Gorgons were foul as swine, and lay sleeping
heavily, as swine sleep, with their mighty wings outspread;
but Medusa tossed to and fro restlessly, and as she tossed
Perseus pitied her, she looked so fair and sad. Her plumage
was like the rainbow, and her face was like the face of a
nymph, only her eyebrows were knit, and her lips clenched,
with everlasting care and pain; and her long neck gleamed so
white in the mirror that Perseus had not the heart to strike,
and said, 'Ah, that it had been either of her sisters!'
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