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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Gambara by Honore de Balzac: before him with its drooping willows, its clear waters, and the hopes
that then played under its leafy arbors. One woman is reminded of the
myriad feelings that tortured her during an hour of jealousy, while
another thinks of the unsatisfied cravings of her heart, and paints in
the glowing hues of a dream an ideal lover, to whom she abandons
herself with the rapture of the woman in the Roman mosaic who embraces
a chimera; yet a third is thinking that this very evening some hoped-
for joy is to be hers, and rushes by anticipation into the tide of
happiness, its dashing waves breaking against her burning bosom. Music
alone has this power of throwing us back on ourselves; the other arts
give us infinite pleasure. But I am digressing.
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