| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Caesar's Commentaries in Latin by Julius Caesar: perterritos Romanos discedere a se existimarent, eo magis quod pridie
superioribus locis occupatis proelium non commisissent, sive eo quod re
frumentaria intercludi posse confiderent, commutato consilio atque itinere
converso nostros a novissimo agmine insequi ac lacessere coeperunt.
Postquam id animum advertit, copias suas Caesar in proximum collem
subduxit equitatumque, qui sustineret hostium petum, misit. Ipse interim
in colle medio triplicem aciem instruxit legionum quattuor veteranarum; in
summo iugo duas legiones quas in Gallia citeriore proxime conscripserat et
omnia auxilia conlocavit, ita ut supra se totum montem hominibus
compleret; impedimenta sarcinasque in unum locum conterri et eum ab iis
qui in superiore acie constiterant muniri iussit. Helvetii cum omnibus
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Ursula by Honore de Balzac: be to consecrate my life to you."
"To me, dead?"
"Yes. All the good works that I can do will be done in your name to
redeem your sins. I will pray God every day for his infinite mercy,
that he may not punish eternally the errors of a day. I know he will
summon among the righteous a soul so pure, so beautiful, as yours."
That answer, said with angelic candor, in a tone of absolute
certainty, confounded error and converted Denis Minoret as God
converted Saul. A ray of inward light overawed him; the knowledge of
this tenderness, covering his years to come, brought tears to his
eyes. This sudden effect of grace had something that seemed electrical
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Jerusalem Delivered by Torquato Tasso: What joy her thoughts in his arrival find.
But when Duke Godfrey wist his knights were gone,
Within his breast his wiser soul divined
Some hard mishap upon his friends should light,
For which he sighed all day, and wept all night.
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A messenger, while thus he mused, drew near,
All soiled with dust and sweat, quite out of breath,
It seemed the man did heavy tidings bear,
Upon his looks sate news of loss and death:
"My lord," quoth he, "so many ships appear
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