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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: heavy sound of the billows, successively dashing against the
rocky beach at a profound distance beneath, was to the ear what
the landscape was to the eye--a symbol of unvaried and monotonous
melancholy, not unmingled with horror.
Although the night was not far advanced, there was no sign of
living inhabitant about this forlorn abode, excepting that one,
and only one, of the narrow and stanchelled windows which
appeared at irregular heights and distances in the walls of the
building showed a small glimmer of light.
"There," said Ravenswood, "sits the only male domestic that
remains to the house of Ravenswood; and it is well that he does
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