| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chronicles of the Canongate by Walter Scott: counting their fingers till seven o'clock. But the very first
step--the very first word which she uttered--was sufficient to
overpay him for all his labours. The house was literally
electrified; and it was only from witnessing the effects of her
genius that he could guess to what a pitch theatrical excellence
could be carried. Those young gentlemen who have only seen the
setting sun of this distinguished performer, beautiful and serene
as that was, must give us old fellows, who have seen its rise and
its meridian, leave to hold our heads a little higher.
Mr. DUNDAS gave "The Memory of Home, the author of Douglas."
Mr. MACKAY here announced that the subscriptions for the night
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mother by Owen Wister: drive through the pleasant country. They returned looking like an engaged
couple, rather than parents whose nursery was already a song of three
little voices.
"He has told her," thought Mrs. Davenport at the first sight of them, as
they entered the drawing-room for an afternoon tea. "She does understand
some things."
And when after dinner the ladies had withdrawn to the library, and waited
for the men to finish their cigars, Mrs. Davenport spoke to Ethel. "My
dear, I congratulate you. I saw it at once."
"But he hasn't. Richard hasn't told me anything."
"Ethel! Then what is the matter?"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Gambara by Honore de Balzac: yourself: 'Paolo will be my genius; I shall be his common sense;
between us we shall be that almost divine being called an angel,--the
sublime creature that enjoys and understands, reason never stifling
love.'
"And then, in the first impetus of youth, you heard the thousand
voices of nature which the poet longed to reproduce. Enthusiasm
clutched you when Paolo spread before you the treasures of poetry,
while seeking to embody them in the sublime but restricted language of
music; you admired him when delirious rapture carried him up and away
from you, for you liked to believe that all this devious energy would
at last come down and alight as love. But you knew not the tyrannous
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