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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Dark Lady of the Sonnets by George Bernard Shaw: spake with the tongues of angels, as indeed you do, yet know that I am
the king of words--
THE LADY. A king, ha!
THE MAN. No less. We are poor things, we men and women--
THE LADY. Dare you call me woman?
THE MAN. What nobler name can I tender you? How else can I love you?
Yet you may well shrink from the name: have I not said we are but
poor things? Yet there is a power that can redeem us.
THE LADY. Gramercy for your sermon, sir. I hope I know my duty.
THE MAN. This is no sermon, but the living truth. The power I speak
of is the power of immortal poesy. For know that vile as this world
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