| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Aeneid by Virgil: One death, or one deliv'rance, we will share.
My hand shall lead our little son; and you,
My faithful consort, shall our steps pursue.
Next, you, my servants, heed my strict commands:
Without the walls a ruin'd temple stands,
To Ceres hallow'd once; a cypress nigh
Shoots up her venerable head on high,
By long religion kept; there bend your feet,
And in divided parties let us meet.
Our country gods, the relics, and the bands,
Hold you, my father, in your guiltless hands:
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dawn O'Hara, The Girl Who Laughed by Edna Ferber: floor; a burst of music followed a sharp fusillade of
applause. Through the open doorway could be seen a
company of Tyrolese singers in picturesque costumes of
scarlet and green and black. The scene was very noisy,
and very bright, and very German.
"Not in there, eh?" said Von Gerhard, as though
divining my wish. "It is too brightly lighted, and too
noisy. We will find a table out here under the trees,
where the music is softened by the distance, and our eyes
are not offended by the ugliness of the singers. But
inexcusably ugly they are, these Tyrolese women."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: of use."
Again all happened just as the princess said.
Beppo came to the palace, and again the king whispered in his
ear. As he did so Beppo looked at the prime-minister and smiled,
and then he withdrew.
The prime-minister followed him. He trembled. "It is well," said
Beppo, "and I wish you joy."
The prime-minister grasped his hand and wrung it. "My lord," said
he, "how can I express my gratitude! The palace of my son that
stands by the river--I would that you would use it for your
own, if I may be so bold as to offer it to you."
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