| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from My Aunt Margaret's Mirror by Walter Scott: subject. If I could be allowed to look back on the past without
interruption, I could willingly give up the enjoyment of present
income and the hope of future profit to those who have purchased
what my father sold. I regret the alteration of the ground only
because it destroys associations, and I would more willingly (I
think) see the Earl's Closes in the hands of strangers, retaining
their silvan appearance, than know them for my own, if torn up by
agriculture, or covered with buildings. Mine are the sensations
of poor Logan:--
"The horrid plough has rased the green
Where yet a child I strayed;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dreams by Olive Schreiner: utterly alone!"
And Reason, that old man, said to her, "Silence! What do you hear?"
And she listened intently, and she said, "I hear a sound of feet, a
thousand times ten thousand and thousands of thousands, and they beat this
way!"
He said, "They are the feet of those that shall follow you. Lead on! make
a track to the water's edge! Where you stand now, the ground will be
beaten flat by ten thousand times ten thousand feet." And he said, "Have
you seen the locusts how they cross a stream? First one comes down to the
water-edge, and it is swept away, and then another comes and then another,
and then another, and at last with their bodies piled up a bridge is built
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Man in Lower Ten by Mary Roberts Rinehart: wanted to go.
"We're not going," said McKnight, "we're coming. Have a cigar?"
The agent took it with an inquiring glance, first at it and then
at us.
"We want to ask you a few questions," began McKnight, perching
himself on the railing and kicking the chair forward for me. "Or,
rather, this gentleman does."
"Wait a minute," said the agent, glancing through the window.
"There's a hen in that crate choking herself to death."
He was back in a minute, and took up his position near a
sawdust-filled box that did duty as a cuspidor.
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