| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Richard III by William Shakespeare: The lineal glory of your royal house,
To the corruption of a blemish'd stock;
Whiles in the mildness of your sleepy thoughts,
Which here we waken to our country's good,
The noble isle doth want her proper limbs;
Her face defac'd with scars of infamy,
Her royal stock graft with ignoble plants,
And almost should'red in the swallowing gulf
Of dark forgetfulness and deep oblivion.
Which to recure, we heartily solicit
Your gracious self to take on you the charge
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: on with their simple jests and endless tales of adventure, until
sleep drowned their voices.
It was the sound of a French chanson that woke us early on the
morning of our departure from the Lake of the Bear. A gang of
lumbermen were bringing a lot of logs through the lake. Half-
hidden in the cold gray mist that usually betokens a fine day, and
wet to the waist from splashing about after their unwieldy flock,
these rough fellows were singing at their work as cheerfully as a
party of robins in a cherry-tree at sunrise. It was like the
miller and the two girls whom Wordsworth saw dancing in their boats
on the Thames:
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Poems by T. S. Eliot: An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
We have been, let us say, to hear the latest Pole
Transmit the Preludes, through his hair and finger-tips.
"So intimate, this Chopin, that I think his soul
Should be resurrected only among friends
Some two or three, who will not touch the bloom
That is rubbed and questioned in the concert room."
--And so the conversation slips
Among velleities and carefully caught regrets
Through attenuated tones of violins
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