| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Hated Son by Honore de Balzac: shadows, and defined a face such as Carlo Dolce has painted for his
ivory-toned madonnas,--a face which now seemed ready to expire under
the increasing attacks of physical pain. You might have thought her
the apparition of an angel sent from heaven to soften the iron will of
the terrible count.
"No, he will not kill us!" she cried to herself mentally, after
contemplating her husband for a long time. "He is frank, courageous,
faithful to his word--faithful to his word!"
Repeating that last sentence in her thoughts, she trembled violently,
and remained as if stupefied.
To understand the horror of her present situation, we must add that
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Alexandria and her Schools by Charles Kingsley: moderns, he invented Greek accents; thereby, I fear, so complicating and
confusing our notions of Greek rhythm, that we shall never, to the end
of time, be able to guess what any Greek verse, saving the old Homeric
Hexameter, sounded like. After a while, too, the pedants, according to
their wont, began quarrelling about their accents and their recessions.
Moreover, there was a rival school at Pergamus where the fame of Crates
all but equalled the Egyptian fame of Aristarchus. Insolent! What
right had an Asiatic to know anything? So Aristarchus flew furiously on
Crates, being a man of plain common sense, who felt a correct reading a
far more important thing than any of Crates's illustrations, aesthetic,
historical, or mythological; a preference not yet quite extinct, in one,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: "Ya, mynherr."
"What is this for? What do you mean to imply?" cried out Jasper;
then bit his lip. "It's monstrous!" he muttered.
Heemskirk raised for a moment a heavy, as if suffering, glance.
"You may go," he said to his gunner. The fat man saluted, and
departed.
During the next thirty hours the steady towing was interrupted
once. At a signal from the brig, made by waving a flag on the
forecastle, the gunboat was stopped. The badly-stuffed specimen of
a warrant-officer, getting into his boat, arrived on board the
Neptun and hurried straight into his commander's cabin, his
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