| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: stem. On the three-leaved table which once carried the gay flower
of the wake-robin, there was a scarlet lump like a red pepper
escaped to the forest and run wild. The partridge-vine was full of
rosy provision for the birds. The dark tiny leaves of the creeping
snow-berry were all sprinkled over with delicate drops of spicy
foam. There were few belated raspberries, and, if we chose to go
out into the burnt ground, we could find blueberries in plenty.
But there was still bloom enough to give that festal air without
which the most abundant feast seems coarse and vulgar. The pale
gold of the loosestrife had faded, but the deeper yellow of the
goldenrod had begun to take its place. The blue banners of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Howard Pyle's Book of Pirates by Howard Pyle: gone I'll pace off the distance marked on the paper with my
pocket compass here."
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Tom Chist was gone for almost an hour, though he ran nearly all
the way and back, upborne as on the wings of the wind. When he
returned, panting, Parson Jones was nowhere to be seen, but Tom
saw his footsteps leading away inland, and he followed the
scuffling marks in the smooth surface across the sand humps and
down into the hollows, and by and by found the good gentleman in
a spot he at once knew as soon as he laid his eyes upon it.
It was the open space where the pirates had driven their first
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dream Life and Real Life by Olive Schreiner: moved restlessly.
"Oh, no, I couldn't bear it to be hers. When I think of her I feel as if I
were dying; all my fingers turn cold; I feel dead. Oh, you were only his
friend; you don't know!"
The older spoke softly and quickly, "Don't you feel a little gentle to her
when you think she's going to be his wife and the mother of his child? I
would like to put my arms round her and touch her once, if she would let
me. She is so beautiful, they say."
"Oh, I could never bear to see her; it would kill me. And they are so
happy together today! He is loving her so!"
"Don't you want him to be happy?" The older woman looked down at her.
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