|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Iron Puddler by James J. Davis:
that good men would bring forth good fruits. This was all the
education he could give me, and it was enough.
My father was an iron worker, and his father before him. My
people had been workers in metal from the time when the age of
farming in Wales gave way to the birth of modern industries. They
were proud of their skill, and the secrets of the trade were
passed from father to son as a legacy of great value, and were
never told to persons outside the family. Such skill meant good
wages when there was work. But there was not work all the time.
Had there been jobs enough for all we would have taught our trade
to all. But in self-protection we thought of our own mouths
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Hellenica by Xenophon:
beautiful of limb, and well versed in the lore of Spartan chivalry.
The ranks of this invading force were further swelled by volunteers
from the allied states, the Thessalians notably contributing a corps
of cavalry. All were animated by the desire of becoming known to
Agesipolis, so that even Amyntas and Derdas in zeal of service outdid
themselves. With this promise of success Agesipolis marched forward
 See above, "Hell." III. iv. 2.
 Lit. "Spartiates." The new army was sent out B.C. 380, according
 Lit. "beautiful and brave of the Perioeci."
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving:
have seen his loosely hung frame in full motion, and clattering
about the room, you would have thought St. Vitus himself, that
blessed patron of the dance, was figuring before you in person.
He was the admiration of all the negroes; who, having gathered,
of all ages and sizes, from the farm and the neighborhood, stood
forming a pyramid of shining black faces at every door and
window; gazing with delight at the scene; rolling their white
eye-balls, and showing grinning rows of ivory from ear to ear.
How could the flogger of urchins be otherwise than animated and
joyous? the lady of his heart was his partner in the dance, and
smiling graciously in reply to all his amorous oglings; while
The Legend of Sleepy Hollow