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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: charm of their own passion. Luigi lay for hours at the feet of his
wife, admiring the color of her hair, the moulding of her forehead,
the enchanting socket of her eyes, the purity and whiteness of the two
arches beneath which the eyes themselves turned slowly, expressing the
happiness of a satisfied love. Ginevra caressed the hair of her Luigi,
never weary of gazing at what she called his "belta folgorante," and
the delicacy of his features. She was constantly charmed by the
nobility of his manners, as she herself attracted him by the grace of
hers.
They played together, like children, with nothings,--nothings that
brought them ever back to their love,--ceasing their play only to fall
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