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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Happy Prince and Other Tales by Oscar Wilde: miller's sons, who were always throwing stones at me. They never
hit me, of course; we swallows fly far too well for that, and
besides, I come of a family famous for its agility; but still, it
was a mark of disrespect."
But the Happy Prince looked so sad that the little Swallow was
sorry. "It is very cold here," he said; "but I will stay with you
for one night, and be your messenger."
"Thank you, little Swallow," said the Prince.
So the Swallow picked out the great ruby from the Prince's sword,
and flew away with it in his beak over the roofs of the town.
He passed by the cathedral tower, where the white marble angels
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