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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: oven. Then the princess was gone, and Jacob Stuck stood there
sighing and sighing.
"Oh, dear! Dear!" said he, "what shall I do? For, proud as she
is, I must see her again or else I will die of it."
All that day he sat sighing and thinking about the beautiful
princess, until the evening had come. Then he suddenly thought of
his piece of good luck. He pulled his piece of blue glass out of
his pocket and breathed upon it and rubbed it with his thumb, and
instantly the Genie was there.
This time Jacob Stuck was not frightened at all.
"What are thy commands, O master?" said the Genie.
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