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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from An Inland Voyage by Robert Louis Stevenson: angle in a twinkling, and we were alone with the green trees and
running water.
Come back? There is no coming back, young ladies, on the impetuous
stream of life.
'The merchant bows unto the seaman's star,
The ploughman from the sun his season takes.'
And we must all set our pocket-watches by the clock of fate. There
is a headlong, forthright tide, that bears away man with his
fancies like a straw, and runs fast in time and space. It is full
of curves like this, your winding river of the Oise; and lingers
and returns in pleasant pastorals; and yet, rightly thought upon,
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