| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ballads by Robert Louis Stevenson: Lie hid in the deeps of the woods, Rua, sire of my soul!"
"Whither to flee, Taheia, whither in all of the land?
The fires of the bloody kitchen are kindled on every hand;
On every hand in the isle a hungry whetting of teeth,
Eyes in the trees above, arms in the brush beneath.
Patience to lie in wait, cunning to follow the sleuth,
Abroad the foes I have fought, and at home the friends of my youth."
"Love, love, beloved Rua, love has a clearer eye,
Hence from the arms of love you go not forth to die.
There, where the broken mountain drops sheer into the glen,
There shall you find a hold from the boldest hunter of men;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Yates Pride by Mary E. Wilkins Freeman: all to a frazzle by the flying-out ones before the long run. I'd
rather take my chances with a woman like Eudora. She always seems
just so, just as calm and sweet. When the Ames's barn, that was
next to hers, burned down and the wind was her way, she just
walked in and out of her house, carrying the things she valued
most, and she looked like a picture--somehow she had got all
dressed fit to make calls--and there wasn't a muscle of her face
that seemed to move. Eudora Yates is to my mind the most
beautiful woman in this town, old or young, I don't care who she
is."
"I suppose," said Julia Esterbrook, "that she has a lot of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Village Rector by Honore de Balzac: will henceforth be brought periodically into question, where our
rulers will discuss incessantly instead of acting, where the press,
become a sovereign power, will be the instrument of base ambitions--
this future will only prove the wisdom of the king who has just
carried away with him the true principles of government; and history
will bear in mind the courage with which he resisted his best friends
after having probed the wound and seen the necessity of curative
measures, which were not sustained by those for whose sake he put
himself into the breach."
"Ah! monsieur," cried Gerard, "you are frank; you go straight to your
thought without disguise, and I won't contradict you. Napoleon in his
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