| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Enoch Arden, &c. by Alfred Tennyson: And some are pretty enough,
And some are poor indeed;
And now again the people
Call it but a weed.
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Fair is her cottage in its place,
Where yon broad water sweetly slowly glides.
It sees itself from thatch to base
Dream in the sliding tides.
And fairer she, but ah how soon to die!
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Daisy Miller by Henry James: this sort of thing. She must not walk here with you two men.
Fifty people have noticed her."
Winterbourne raised his eyebrows. "I think it's a pity to make
too much fuss about it."
"It's a pity to let the girl ruin herself!"
"She is very innocent," said Winterbourne.
"She's very crazy!" cried Mrs. Walker. "Did you ever see
anything so imbecile as her mother? After you had all left
me just now, I could not sit still for thinking of it.
It seemed too pitiful, not even to attempt to save her.
I ordered the carriage and put on my bonnet, and came here
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Margret Howth: A Story of To-day by Rebecca Harding Davis: life he had lived on his old face, she did not; his sad,
uncertain eyes may have been dishonest to them, but they were
nothing but kind to the misshapen little soul that he kissed so
warmly with a "Why, Lo, my little girl!" Nobody else in the
world ever called her by a pet name.
Sometimes he was gloomy and silent, but generally he told her of
all that had happened in the mill, particularly any little word
of notice or praise he might have received, watching her
anxiously until she laughed at it, and then rubbing his hands
cheerfully. He need not have doubted Lois's faith in him.
Whatever the rest did, she believed in him; she always had
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