| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Agesilaus by Xenophon: rebuked them sharply for their misdemeanours, he none the less
honoured their high endeavours, and proved himself a present help to
them in time of trouble.[6] No citizen could be his personal foe; of
that he was assured. His desire was to commend them one and all alike,
counting the common salvation of all a gain, and reckoning it as a
loss if even a mean man perished. For thus he reasoned, nor made a
secret of the conclusion he had come to: so long as her citizens
continued tranquilly adherent to the laws the happiness of Sparta was
secure.[7] And for the rest Sparta would once again be strong on that
day when the states of Hellas should learn wisdom.
[3] Or, "he was at the same time the most obvious in his allegiance to
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: of our early history. Into their church, then, into the shrine where
their small lamp still burns, their devout descendant, Mrs. Weguelin St.
Michael led our party, because in her eyes Kings Port could show nothing
more precious and significant. There had been nothing to warn her that
Bohm and Charley were Americans who neither knew nor loved their country,
but merely Americans who knew their country's wealth and loved to acquire
every penny of it that they could.
And so, following the steps of our delicate and courteous guide, we
entered into the dimness of the little building; and Mrs. Weguelin's
voice, lowered to suit the sanctity which the place had for her, began to
tell us very quietly and clearly the story of its early days.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Road to Oz by L. Frank Baum: of the trees grew thickly and would serve to keep off the night dews,
so the shaggy man piled soft grasses in the thickest shade and when
it was dark they lay down and slept peacefully until morning.
Long after the others were asleep, however, the shaggy man sat in the
starlight by the spring, gazing thoughtfully into its bubbling waters.
Suddenly he smiled and nodded to himself as if he had found a good
thought, after which he, too, laid himself down under a tree and was
soon lost in slumber.
In the bright morning sunshine, as they ate of the strawberries and
sweet juicy pears, Dorothy said:
"Polly, can you do any magic?"
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