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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: in cloth of gold and silver more splendidly than a prince. And
there were four-and-twenty black slaves, carrying each a torch of
spice-wood, so that all the air was filled with sweet smells. The
old man led the way, and Selim, following, entered the boat; and
there was a seat for him made soft with satin cushions
embroidered with gold and precious stones and stuffed with down,
and Selim wondered whether he was not dreaming.
The oarsmen pushed off from the shore and away they rowed.
On they rowed and on they rowed for all that livelong night.
At last morning broke, and then as the sun rose Selim saw such a
sight as never mortal eyes beheld before or since. It was the
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