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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Fairy Tales by Hans Christian Andersen: was gold, pure virgin gold in that blessed kiss. There, that is my little
story," said the Ranunculus.
"My poor old grandmother!" sighed Gerda. "Yes, she is longing for me, no
doubt: she is sorrowing for me, as she did for little Kay. But I will soon
come home, and then I will bring Kay with me. It is of no use asking the
flowers; they only know their own old rhymes, and can tell me nothing." And
she tucked up her frock, to enable her to run quicker; but the Narcissus gave
her a knock on the leg, just as she was going to jump over it. So she stood
still, looked at the long yellow flower, and asked, "You perhaps know
something?" and she bent down to the Narcissus. And what did it say?
"I can see myself--I can see myself I Oh, how odorous I am! Up in the little
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