| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: north.
The little party sat upon their horses looking in won-
der after the retreating figures of their deliverers. Then
one of the ladies turned to a knight at her side with a
word of command and an imperious gesture toward
the fast disappearing company. He thus addressed put
spurs to his horse, and rode at a rapid gallop after the
outlaw's troop. In a few moments he had overtaken
them and reined up beside Norman of Torn.
"Hold, Sir Knight," cried the gentleman, "the Queen
would thank you in person for your brave defence of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Egmont by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe: welcome to the wretched the dread hand of annihilation!
[Exit. (The scene remains some time unchanged. Music sounds,
indicating Clara's death; the lamp, which Brackenburg had forgotten to
extinguish, flares up once or twice, and then suddenly expires. The scene
changes to .
Scene IV.--A Prison
Egmont is discovered sleeping on a couch. A rustling of keys is heard; the
door opens; servants enter with torches; Ferdinand and Silva follow,
accompanied by soldiers. Egmont starts from his sleep.
Egmont. Who are ye that thus rudely banish slumber from my eyes? What
mean these vague and insolent glances? Why this fearful procession? With
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Unconscious Comedians by Honore de Balzac: "As many as five," replied the man. "Criminal, the head of which was
Vidoeq; secret police, which keeps an eye on the other police, the
head of it being always unknown; political police,--that's Fouche's.
Then there's the police of Foreign Affairs, and finally, the palace
police (of the Emperor, Louis XVIII., etc.), always squabbling with
that of the quai Malaquais. It came to an end under Monsieur Decazes.
I belonged to the police of Louis XVIII.; I'd been in it since 1793,
with that poor Contenson."
The four gentlemen looked at each other with one thought: "How many
heads he must have brought to the scaffold!"
"Now-a-days, they are trying to get on without us. Folly!" continued
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