| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe: and every necessary thing I could think of.
I carried also a hundred spare arms, muskets, and fusees; besides
some pistols, a considerable quantity of shot of all sizes, three
or four tons of lead, and two pieces of brass cannon; and, because
I knew not what time and what extremities I was providing for, I
carried a hundred barrels of powder, besides swords, cutlasses, and
the iron part of some pikes and halberds. In short, we had a large
magazine of all sorts of store; and I made my nephew carry two
small quarter-deck guns more than he wanted for his ship, to leave
behind if there was occasion; so that when we came there we might
build a fort and man it against all sorts of enemies. Indeed, I at
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Caesar's Commentaries in Latin by Julius Caesar: essent a barbaris missae, his defensoribus earum rerum vis minueretur neu
ponti nocerent.
Diebus X, quibus materia coepta erat comportari, omni opere effecto
exercitus traducitur. Caesar ad utramque partem pontis firmo praesidio
relicto in fines Sugambrorum contendit. Interim a compluribus civitatibus
ad eum legati veniunt; quibus pacem atque amicitiam petentibus liberaliter
respondet obsidesque ad se adduci iubet. At Sugambri, ex eo tempore quo
pons institui coeptus est fuga comparata, hortantibus iis quos ex
Tencteris atque Usipetibus apud se habebant, finibus suis excesserant
suaque omnia exportaverant seque in solitudinem ac silvas abdiderant.
Caesar paucos dies in eorum finibus moratus, omnibus vicis
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Reign of King Edward the Third by William Shakespeare: A Hasle wand amidst a wood of Pines,
Or as a bear fast chained unto a stake,
Stood famous Edward, still expecting when
Those dogs of France would fasten on his flesh.
Anon the death procuring knell begins:
Off go the Cannons, that with trembling noise
Did shake the very Mountain where they stood;
Then sound the Trumpets' clangor in the air,
The battles join: and, when we could no more
Discern the difference twixt the friend and foe,
So intricate the dark confusion was,
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