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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Oscar Wilde Miscellaneous by Oscar Wilde: To fall upon our city.
SIMONE. Hush! your father
When he is childless will be happier.
As for the State, I think our state of Florence
Needs no adulterous pilot at its helm.
Your life would soil its lilies.
GUIDO. Take off your hands
Take off your damned hands. Loose me, I say!
SIMONE. Nay, you are caught in such a cunning vice
That nothing will avail you, and your life
Narrowed into a single point of shame
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