| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tour Through Eastern Counties of England by Daniel Defoe: away for Lynn Deeps, but few of them (the night being so dark)
could find their way in there; some, but very few, rode it out at a
distance; the rest, being above 140 sail, were all driven on shore
and dashed to pieces, and very few of the people on board were
saved: at the very same unhappy juncture, a fleet of laden ships
were coming from the north, and being just crossing the same bay,
were forcibly driven into it, not able to weather the Ness, and so
were involved in the same ruin as the light fleet was; also some
coasting vessels laden with corn from Lynn and Wells, and bound for
Holland, were with the same unhappy luck just come out to begin
their voyage, and some of them lay at anchor; these also met with
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: getting from Biarritz, I accepted his offers pretty generously,
and began the studies in modern finance that lay before me. I
had got so out of touch with the old traditions of religion that
I overlooked the manifest possibility of his attacking my poor,
sinking vestiges of an uncle with theological solicitudes. My
attention was called to that, however, very speedily by a polite
but urgent quarrel between himself and the Basque landlady as to
the necessity of her hanging a cheap crucifix in the shadow over
the bed, where it might catch my uncle's eye, where, indeed, I
found it had caught his eye.
"Good Lord!" I cried; "is THAT still going on!"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Maid Marian by Thomas Love Peacock: but entered into a detail of his adventures most completely at
variance with the baron's narrative, to which not the correspondence
of a single incident gave the remotest colouring of similarity.
It now became manifest that the pilgrims were not true men;
and Sir Ralph Montfaucon sate down to supper with his head full
of cogitations, which we shall leave him to chew and digest with his
pheasant and canary.
Meanwhile our three pilgrims proceeded on their way.
The evening set in black and lowering, when Robin turned
aside from the main track, to seek an asylum for the night,
along a narrow way that led between rocky and woody hills.
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