| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Inaugural Address by John F. Kennedy: the call to service surround the globe. Now the trumpet summons us again. . .
not as a call to bear arms, though arms we need. . .not as a call to battle. . .
though embattled we are. . .but a call to bear the burden of a long
twilight struggle. . .year in and year out, rejoicing in hope,
patient in tribulation. . .a struggle against the common enemies of man:
tyranny. . .poverty. . .disease. . .and war itself. Can we forge against
these enemies a grand and global alliance. . .North and South. . .
East and West. . .that can assure a more fruitful life for all mankind?
Will you join in that historic effort?
In the long history of the world, only a few generations have been granted
the role of defending freedom in its hour of maximum danger; I do not shrink
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Unseen World and Other Essays by John Fiske: scientific and philosophical works have their defects; and it is
fortunate that there is such a thing as dogmatic ardour in the
world, ever sharpening its wits to the utmost, that it may spy
each lurking inaccuracy and ruthlessly drag it to light. But this
useful spirit is wont to lead those who are inspired by it to
shoot beyond the mark, and after pointing out the errors of
others, to commit fresh mistakes of their own. In the skilful
criticism of M. Renan's work on the Apostles, in No. 29 of the
"Fortnightly Review" there is now and then a vulnerable spot
through which a controversial shaft may perhaps be made to
pierce.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: have done. His beard and mustache had grown again, (now heavier
and more mannish from having been shaved), and the white seam of
a scar over the right temple gave, if not a stern, at least a
determined look to the strong, square-jawed young face. So the
two stood for a while regarding one another. Myles was the first
to break the silence.
"My Lord," said he, "thou didst send for me to come back to
England; behold, here am I."
"When didst thou land, Sir Myles?" said the Earl.
"I and my squire landed at Dover upon Tuesday last," answered the
young man.
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