| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: Hortense had become as powerless to woo John to warmth as poor Venus had
been with Adonis; and passion, in changing sides, had advanced the boy's
knowledge. He knew now the difference between the embraces of his lady
when she had merely wanted his phosphates, and these other caresses now
that, she wanted him. In his ceaseless search for some possible loophole
of escape, his eye could not have overlooked the chance that lay in
Charley, and he was far too canny to blast his forlorn hope. He had
probably wondered what had changed the nature of Hortense's caresses, and
the adventure of the torn money could scarce have failed to suggest
itself to the mind of a youth who, little as he had trodden the ways of
the world, evidently possessed some lively instincts regarding the nature
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Poems of Goethe, Bowring, Tr. by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: All moves on its race;
My place has no fixture,
My fixture no place.
1827.*
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JOY AND SORROW.
As a fisher-boy I fared
To the black rock in the sea,
And, while false gifts I prepared.
Listen'd and sang merrily,
Down descended the decoy,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: looked just as if she were not sure whether her ears were off or
on. She trembled like a reed, poor thing, and leant against the
table perfectly bewildered.
'I know how to chastise children, you see,' said the scoundrel,
grimly, as he stooped to repossess himself of the key, which had
dropped to the floor. 'Go to Linton now, as I told you; and cry at
your ease! I shall be your father, to-morrow - all the father
you'll have in a few days - and you shall have plenty of that. You
can bear plenty; you're no weakling: you shall have a daily taste,
if I catch such a devil of a temper in your eyes again!'
Cathy ran to me instead of Linton, and knelt down and put her
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