| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Othello by William Shakespeare: Iago. Away I say: go out and cry a Mutinie.
Nay good Lieutenant. Alas Gentlemen:
Helpe hoa. Lieutenant. Sir Montano:
Helpe Masters. Heere's a goodly Watch indeed.
Who's that which rings the Bell: Diablo, hoa:
The Towne will rise. Fie, fie Lieutenant,
You'le be asham'd for euer.
Enter Othello, and Attendants.
Othe. What is the matter heere?
Mon. I bleed still, I am hurt to th' death. He dies
Othe. Hold for your liues
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Master of the World by Jules Verne: at a distance of only six miles. The mountain crests were sharply
outlined against the clear sky. Well wooded at the base, they grew
more bare and showed only stunted evergreens toward the summit. There
the scraggly trees, grotesquely twisted, gave to the rocky heights a
bleak and bizarre appearance. Here and there the ridge rose in sharp
peaks. On our right the Black Dome, nearly seven thousand feet high,
reared its gigantic head, sparkling at times above the clouds.
"Have you ever climbed that dome, Mr. Smith?" I asked.
"No," answered he, "but I am told that it is a very difficult ascent.
A few mountaineers have climbed it; but they report that it has no
outlook commanding the crater of the Great Eyrie."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: Montezuma, my father, is pleased with his guests. Ah! were I he,
every man of them should lie on the stone of sacrifice. If our
gods are devils as you say, what are those who worship yours?'
Then at length Guatemoc said, 'Only one thing remains to us, and
that is vengeance. Montezuma has become a woman, and I heed him no
more, nay, if it were needful, I would kill him with my own hand.
But two men are still left in the land, Cuitlahua, my uncle, and
myself. Now I go to summon our armies.' And he went.
All that night the city murmured like a swarm of wasps, and next
day at dawn, so far as the eye could reach, the streets and market
place were filled with tens of thousands of armed warriors. They
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