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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot: 'Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
'Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
Line 42 Od'] Oed' -- Editor.
'Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,
'Or with his nails he'll dig it up again!
'You! hypocrite lecteur! -- mon semblable, -- mon frère!'
II. A GAME OF CHESS
THE Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne,
Glowed on the marble, where the glass
Held up by standards wrought with fruited vines
From which a golden Cupidon peeped out 80
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