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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Maid Marian by Thomas Love Peacock: the utmost limit of its capacity, and beginning to overflow in the quivering
of his lips and the flashing of his eyes, he pulled up all the flash-boards
at once, and gave loose to the full torrent of his indignation, by seizing,
like furious Ajax, not a messy stone more than two modern men could raise,
but a vast dish of beef more than fifty ancient yeomen could eat,
and whirled it like a coit, in terrorem, over the head of the friar,
to the extremity of the apartment,
Where it on oaken floor did settle,
With mighty din of ponderous metal.
"Nay father," said Matilda, taking the baron's hand, "do not harm the friar:
he means not to offend you. My gaiety never before displeased you.
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