| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Passionate Pilgrim by William Shakespeare: Celestial as thou art, O do not love that wrong,
To sing heaven's praise with such an earthly tongue.
VI.
Scarce had the sun dried up the dewy morn,
And scarce the herd gone to the hedge for shade,
When Cytherea, all in love forlorn,
A longing tarriance for Adonis made
Under an osier growing by a brook,
A brook where Adon used to cool his spleen:
Hot was the day; she hotter that did look
For his approach, that often there had been.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: when she saw it was Val Collins.
The two men looked at each other steadily in a long silence. Wolf
Leroy was the first to speak.
"You damn fool!" The swarthy face creased to an evil smile of
derision.
"I ce'tainly do seem to butt in considerable, Mr. Leroy,"
admitted Collins, with an answering smile.
Leroy's square jaw set like a vise. "It won't happen again, Mr.
Sheriff."
"I'd hate to gamble on that heavy," returned Collins easily. Then
he caught sight of the girl's white face, and rose to his feet
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: burly of trees and bright crescents of river, and snatches of
slanting road, and finally melted into the ambiguous cloud-land over
the horizon. The sky was an opal-grey, touched here and there with
blue, and with certain faint russets that looked as if they were
reflections of the colour of the autumnal woods below. I could hear
the ploughmen shouting to their horses, the uninterrupted carol of
larks innumerable overhead, and, from a field where the shepherd was
marshalling his flock, a sweet tumultuous tinkle of sheep-bells. All
these noises came to me very thin and distinct in the clear air.
There was a wonderful sentiment of distance and atmosphere about the
day and the place.
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