| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In Darkest England and The Way Out by General William Booth: give them a helping hand. No wonder it is reported that vagrancy has
much increased in some large towns on account of discharged prisoners
taking to begging, having no other resource.
In the competition for work no employer is likely to take a man who is
fresh from gaol; nor are mistresses likely to engage a servant whose
last character was her discharge from one of Her Majesty's prisons.
It is incredible how much mischief is often done by well-meaning
persons, who, in struggling towards the attainment of an excellent end
--such, for instance, as that of economy and efficiency in prison
administration--forget entirely the bearing which their reforms may
have upon the prisoners themselves.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: golden goblet with the bull's blood, and with wheaten flour,
and honey, and wine, and the bitter salt-sea water, and bade
the heroes taste. So each tasted the goblet, and passed it
round, and vowed an awful vow: and they vowed before the
sun, and the night, and the blue-haired sea who shakes the
land, to stand by Jason faithfully in the adventure of the
golden fleece; and whosoever shrank back, or disobeyed, or
turned traitor to his vow, then justice should minister
against him, and the Erinnues who track guilty men.
Then Jason lighted the pile, and burnt the carcase of the
bull; and they went to their ship and sailed eastward, like
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Bickerstaff-Partridge Papers by Jonathan Swift: so, when he sees in how wretched a manner that noble art is
treated by a few mean illiterate traders between us and the
stars; who import a yearly stock of nonsense, lyes, folly, and
impertinence, which they offer to the world as genuine from the
planets, tho' they descend from no greater a height than their
own brains.
I intend in a short time to publish a large and rational defence
of this art, and therefore shall say no more in its justification
at present, than that it hath been in all ages defended by many
learned men, and among the rest by Socrates himself, whom I look
upon as undoubtedly the wisest of uninspir'd mortals: To which if
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