The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen: be intimately acquainted in a short time, but I have
seen enough of him to wish him well for his own sake,
and as a friend of yours, I wish it still more.
I understand that he intends to take orders. Will you
be so good as to tell him that the living of Delaford,
now just vacant, as I am informed by this day's post,
is his, if he think it worth his acceptance--but THAT,
perhaps, so unfortunately circumstanced as he is now,
it may be nonsense to appear to doubt; I only wish it
were more valuable.-- It is a rectory, but a small one;
the late incumbent, I believe, did not make more than
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Unseen World and Other Essays by John Fiske: the military genius of Charles. But in Maurice, the red-bearded
hero of Saxony, Charles found more than his match. The picture of
the rapid and desperate march of Maurice upon Innspruck, and of
the great Emperor flying for his life at the very hour of his
imagined triumph, has still for us an intenser interest than
almost any other scene of that age; for it was the event which
proved that Protestantism was not a mere local insurrection which
a monarch like Charles could easily put down, but a gigantic
revolution against which all the powers in the world might well
strive in vain.
With the abdication of Charles in 1556 the new period may be said
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: the deacon with outstretched arms conducted the music; and two
incense-bearers turned with each step they took toward the Holy
Sacrament, which was carried by M. le Cure, attired in his handsome
chasuble and walking under a canopy of red velvet supported by four
men. A crowd of people followed, jammed between the walls of the
houses hung with white sheets; at last the procession arrived at the
foot of the hill.
A cold sweat broke out on Felicite's forehead. Mother Simon wiped it
away with a cloth, saying inwardly that some day she would have to go
through the same thing herself.
The murmur of the crowd grew louder, was very distinct for a moment
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