The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Two Noble Kinsmen by William Shakespeare: That me thought she appeard like the faire Nimph
That feedes the lake with waters, or as Iris
Newly dropt downe from heaven; Rings she made
Of rushes that grew by, and to 'em spoke
The prettiest posies: 'Thus our true love's tide,'
'This you may loose, not me,' and many a one:
And then she wept, and sung againe, and sigh'd,
And with the same breath smil'd, and kist her hand.
2. FRIEND.
Alas, what pitty it is!
WOOER.
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