| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moll Flanders by Daniel Defoe: eleven o'clock. In this time he took his horses and three
servants, and all his linen and baggage, and away he went,
leaving a short but moving letter for me on the table, as
follows:--
'MY DEAR--I am a dog; I have abused you; but I have been
drawn into do it by a base creature, contrary to my principle
and the general practice of my life. Forgive me, my dear! I
ask your pardon with the greatest sincerity; I am the most
miserable of men, in having deluded you. I have been so happy
to posses you, and now am so wretched as to be forced to fly
from you. Forgive me, my dear; once more I say, forgive me!
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Glaucus/The Wonders of the Shore by Charles Kingsley: British ground, is sacred in the eyes of all true English Whigs;
and close by stands the castle of the settler of Newfoundland, Sir
Humphrey Gilbert, Raleigh's half-brother, most learned of all
Elizabeth's admirals in life, most pious and heroic in death. And
as for scenery, though it can boast of neither mountain peak nor
dark fiord, and would seem tame enough in the eyes of a western
Scot or Irishman, yet Torbay surely has a soft beauty of its own.
The rounded hills slope gently to the sea, spotted with squares of
emerald grass, and rich red fallow fields, and parks full of
stately timber trees. Long lines of tall elms run down to the very
water's edge, their boughs unwarped by any blast; here and there
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne: was very like his uncle's houseboat; it was exceedingly like--it
was identical. But for two circumstances, he could have sworn it
was the same. The first, that his uncle had gone to Maidenhead,
might be explained away by that flightiness of purpose which is
so common a trait among the more than usually manly. The second,
however, was conclusive: it was not in the least like Mr
Bloomfield to display a banner on his floating residence; and if
he ever did, it would certainly be dyed in hues of emblematical
propriety. Now the Squirradical, like the vast majority of the
more manly, had drawn knowledge at the wells of Cambridge--he was
wooden spoon in the year 1850; and the flag upon the houseboat
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