| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Vendetta by Honore de Balzac: couple.
"God bless them!" said Vergniaud, the sergeant, to the mason, when
they reached the church porch. "No two creatures were ever more fitted
for one another. The parents of the girl are foolish. I don't know a
braver soldier than Colonel Luigi. If the whole army had behaved like
him, 'l'autre' would be here still."
This blessing of the old soldier, the only one bestowed upon their
marriage-day, shed a balm on Ginevra's heart.
They parted with hearty shakings of hand; Luigi thanked his landlord.
"Adieu, 'mon brave,'" he said to the sergeant. "I thank you."
"I am now and ever at your service, colonel,--soul, body, horses, and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Madame Firmiani by Honore de Balzac: steal from poesy a single lie with which to embellish this narrative.
The following is a true history, on which you may safely spend the
treasures of your sensibility--if you have any.
In these days the French language has as many idioms and represents as
many idiosyncracies as there are varieties of men in the great family
of France. It is extremely curious and amusing to listen to the
different interpretations or versions of the same thing or the same
event by the various species which compose the genus Parisian,--
"Parisian" is here used merely to generalize our remark.
Therefore, if you should say to an individual of the species
Practical, "Do you know Madame Firmiani?" he would present that lady
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Sator Throg, the Holy Thern whom Thuvia of Ptarth had slain, and
now it occurred to me that it might prove of worth to utilize
Lakor's trappings for the same purpose.
A moment later I had torn his yellow wig from his bald pate
and transferred it and the circlet, as well as all his harness, to
my own person.
Woola did not approve of the metamorphosis. He sniffed at me
and growled ominously, but when I spoke to him and patted his huge
head he at length became reconciled to the change, and at my
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