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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Man against the Sky by Edwin Arlington Robinson: At heaven's gate how he will, and for as long
As joy may listen; but ~he~ sees no gate,
Save one whereat the spent clay waits a little
Before the churchyard has it, and the worm.
Not long ago, late in an afternoon,
I came on him unseen down Lambeth way,
And on my life I was afear'd of him:
He gloomed and mumbled like a soul from Tophet,
His hands behind him and his head bent solemn.
"What is it now," said I, -- "another woman?"
That made him sorry for me, and he smiled.
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