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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: pleasant it looked, all flushed and flickered over by the light of a
brisk companionable fire, and seen, in a strange, tilted sort of
perspective, in the three compartments of the old mirror above the
chimney. As I sat reading in the great armchair, I kept looking
round with the tail of my eye at the quaint, bright picture that was
about me, and could not help some pleasure and a certain childish
pride in forming part of it. The book I read was about Italy in the
early Renaissance, the pageantries and the light loves of princes,
the passion of men for learning, and poetry, and art; but it was
written, by good luck, after a solid, prosaic fashion, that suited
the room infinitely more nearly than the matter; and the result was
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