| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: POST.
Great lords, from Ireland am I come amain,
To signify that rebels there are up
And put the Englishmen unto the sword.
Send succours, lords, and stop the rage betime,
Before the wound do grow uncurable;
For, being green, there is great hope of help.
CARDINAL.
A breach that craves a quick expedient stop!
What council give you in this weighty cause?
YORK.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne: were saved. They were assisted to the cottage, passing through
the narrow opening which the bearer of the strange light had apparently
wished to point out to Sir William. This was a natural opening.
The passage which James Starr and his companions had made for
themselves with dynamite had been completely blocked up with rocks
laid one upon another.
So, then, whilst they had been exploring the vast cavern, the way
back had been purposely closed against them by a hostile hand.
CHAPTER X COAL TOWN
THREE years after the events which have just been related,
the guide-books recommended as a "great attraction,"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table by Oliver Wendell Holmes: market is too full of him; letting him out at just the right buying
intervals; always gently feeling his mouth; never slacking and
never jerking the rein; - this is what I mean by jockeying.
- When an author has a number of books out a cunning hand will keep
them all spinning, as Signor Blitz does his dinner-plates; fetching
each one up, as it begins to "wabble," by an advertisement, a puff,
or a quotation.
- Whenever the extracts from a living writer begin to multiply fast
in the papers, without obvious reason, there is a new book or a new
edition coming. The extracts are GROUND-BAIT.
- Literary life is fun of curious phenomena. I don't know that
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