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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A House of Pomegranates by Oscar Wilde: thee?'
'Give me one of them,' cried Death, 'to plant in my garden; only
one of them, and I will go away.'
'I will not give thee anything,' said Avarice, and she hid her hand
in the fold of her raiment.
And Death laughed, and took a cup, and dipped it into a pool of
water, and out of the cup rose Ague. She passed through the great
multitude, and a third of them lay dead. A cold mist followed her,
and the water-snakes ran by her side.
And when Avarice saw that a third of the multitude was dead she
beat her breast and wept. She beat her barren bosom, and cried
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