| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: to proceed with their operations. The writer had this day
taken possession of his cabin in the beacon-house. It was
small, but commodious, and was found particularly convenient
in coarse and blowing weather, instead of being obliged to
make a passage to the tender in an open boat at all times,
both during the day and the night, which was often attended
with much difficulty and danger.
[Saturday, 19th Aug.]
For some days past the weather had been occasionally so
thick and foggy that no small difficulty was experienced in
going even between the rock and the tender, though quite at
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon: open their mouths to that operation. But if he still refuses, then the
groom must press the lip against the tush[4]; very few horses will
refuse the bit, when that is done to them.[5]
[2] Lit. "on the left-hand side."
[3] {ton megan daktulon}, Hdt. iii. 8.
[4] i.e. "canine tooth."
[5] Or, "it is a very exceptional horse that will not open his mouth
under the circumstances."
The groom can hardly be too much alive to the following points * * *
if any work is to be done:[6] in fact, so important is it that the
horse should readily take his bit, that, to put it tersely, a horse
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: past me. She was the loveliest, most shapely thing I have
ever seen--to this day. She lifted up her arms and thrust
through the dazzling white and green breakers and plunged
into the water and swam; she swam straight out for a long way
as it seemed to me, and presently came in and passed me again
on her way back to her tent, light and swift and sure. The
very prints of her feet on the sand were beautiful. Suddenly
I realized that there could be living people in the world as
lovely as any goddess. . . . She wasn't in the least out of
breath.
"That was my first human love. And I love that girl still. I
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