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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Moral Emblems by Robert Louis Stevenson: One breathes her magic in my song.
Poem: II - THE PRECARIOUS MILL
Alone above the stream it stands,
Above the iron hill,
The topsy-turvy, tumble-down,
Yet habitable mill.
Still as the ringing saws advance
To slice the humming deal,
All day the pallid miller hears
The thunder of the wheel.
He hears the river plunge and roar
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