| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Bickerstaff-Partridge Papers by Jonathan Swift: year's predictions I gave him the least provocation for such
unworthy treatment. Philosophers have differed in all ages; but
the discreetest among them have always differed as became
philosophers. Scurrility and passion, in a controversy among
scholars, is just so much of nothing to the purpose, and at best,
a tacit confession of a weak cause: My concern is not so much for
my own reputation, as that of the Republick of Letters, which Mr.
Partridge hath endeavoured to wound through my sides. If men of
publick spirit must be superciliously treated for their ingenious
attempts, how will true useful knowledge be ever advanced? I wish
Mr. Partridge knew the thoughts which foreign universities have
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Underdogs by Mariano Azuela: etched like bas-reliefs in stone against the rocks.
Another volley and a score of soldiers hurtled down
from rock to rock.
"Come out, bandits. Come out, you starved dogs!"
"To bell with you, you corn rustlers!"
"Kill the cattle thieves! Kill 'em!
The soldiers shouted defiance to their enemies; the lat-
ter, giving proof of a marksmanship which had already
made them famous, were content to keep under cover,
quiet, mute.
"Look, Pancracio," said Meco, completely black save
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: "Amyas, Mr. Oxenham has not come home; and from the day he sailed,
no word has been heard of him and all his crew."
"Oh, Sir Richard! and you kept me from sailing with him! Had I
known this before I went into church, I had had one mercy more to
thank God for."
"Thank Him all the more in thy life, my child!" whispered his
mother.
"And no news of him whatsoever?"
"None; but that the year after he sailed, a ship belonging to
Andrew Barker, of Bristol, took out of a Spanish caravel, somewhere
off the Honduras, his two brass guns; but whence they came the
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