| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: should have given her heart to him. This was the fount of her
degradation.
It was of these things she thought as she drove in the late
afternoon toward those Antelope Peaks he had first pointed out to
her. She swept past the scene of the battle and dipped down into
the plains for a run to that western horizon behind the jagged
mountain line of which the sun was radiantly setting in a splash
of glorious colors. Lost in thought, space slipped under her
wheels unnoticed. Not till her car refused the spur and slowed to
a despondent halt did she observe that velvet night was falling
over the land.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Eighteenth Brumaire of Louis Bonaparte by Karl Marx: national assembly (May 4, 1848, to May 29th, 1849);
Third--The period of the constitutional republic, or of the legislative
national assembly (May 29, 1849, to December 2, 1851).
The first period, from February 24, or the downfall of Louis Philippe,
to May 4, 1848, the date of the assembling of the constitutive
assembly--the February period proper--may be designated as the prologue
of the revolution. It officially expressed its' own character in this,
that the government which it improvised declared itself "provisional;"
and, like the government, everything that was broached, attempted, or
uttered, pronounced itself provisional. Nobody and nothing dared to
assume the right of permanent existence and of an actual fact. All the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson: ye give your gossip for bringing you your sweetheart?"
Joanna ran to her, by way of answer, and embraced her fierily.
"And you, sir," added the young lady, "what do ye give me?"
"Madam," said Dick, "I would fain offer to pay you in the same
money."
"Come, then," said the lady, "it is permitted you."
But Dick, blushing like a peony, only kissed her hand.
"What ails ye at my face, fair sir?" she inquired, curtseying to
the very ground; and then, when Dick had at length and most tepidly
embraced her, "Joanna," she added, "your sweetheart is very
backward under your eyes; but I warrant you, when first we met he
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