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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: Each turned on each a frowning air,
When flickering from the bank anigh,
A flight of martens met their eye.
Sometime their course they watched; and then -
They nodded off to sleep again.
Poem: IV - THE TRAMPS
Now long enough had day endured,
Or King Apollo Palinured,
Seaward he steers his panting team,
And casts on earth his latest gleam.
But see! the Tramps with jaded eye
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