| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Hellenica by Xenophon: brother, the admiral, kept watch and ward by sea to prevent the
importation of supplies into Piraeus by water. Thus the men in Piraeus
were soon again reduced to their former helplessness, while the ardour
of the city folk rose to a proportionally high pitch under the
auspices of Lysander.
[13] 24,375 pounds, reckoning one tal. = 243 pounds 15 shillings.
Things were progressing after this sort when King Pausanias
intervened. Touched by a certain envy of Lysander--(who seemed, by a
final stroke of achievement, about to reach the pinnacle of
popularity, with Athens laid like a pocket dependency at his feet)--
the king persuaded three of the ephors to support him, and forthwith
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: Guests," sick unto death of cold water and herbs, had departed in nothing
approaching peace. So the large salon was shut at Lehmann's and the
breakfast-room was all the accommodation the cafe afforded. Here the floor
had to be washed over, the tables rubbed, coffee-cups set out, each with
its little china platter of sugar, and newspapers and magazines hung on
their hooks along the walls before Herr Lehmann appeared at seven-thirty
and opened business.
As a rule his wife served in the shop leading into the cafe, but she had
chosen the quiet season to have a baby, and, a big woman at the best of
times, she had grown so enormous in the process that her husband told her
she looked unappetising, and had better remain upstairs and sew.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: between the ground storey and the peaked roof. They had torn down
the great central chimney, too, and fitted the rusty range with
a flimsy outside tin stove-pipe.
In the spring after this event
Old Whateley noticed the growing number of whippoorwills that
would come out of Cold Spring Glen to chirp under his window at
night. He seemed to regard the circumstance as one of great significance,
and told the loungers at Osborn's that he thought his time had
almost come.
'They whistle jest in tune with my breathin' naow,'
he said, 'an' I guess they're gittin' ready to ketch my soul.
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