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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Hermione's Little Group of Serious Thinkers by Don Marquis: In weird, ungodly, Oriental togs;
A pale, anemic, frail Divinity
Confided that she thought the great Blond Beast
Himself was Art's own true Affinity;
An Anarch gloomed; "The Mummy at the Feast
Gets all the pleasure from the festive board!"
I know not what they meant; I only wunk
Within myself, and praised the great god Bunk.
A Yogi sought the Silences and snored.
IV
But 'twas Hermione that Got the Hand!
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