|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tour Through Eastern Counties of England by Daniel Defoe:
one on the side of Hainault Forest, called New Chapel.
Sir Thomas Fanshaw, of an ancient Roman Catholic family, has a very
good estate in this parish. A little beyond the town, on the road
to Dagenham, stood a great house, ancient, and now almost fallen
down, where tradition says the Gunpowder Treason Plot was at first
contrived, and that all the first consultations about it were held
This side of the county is rather rich in land than in inhabitants,
occasioned chiefly by the unhealthiness of the air; for these low
marsh grounds, which, with all the south side of the county, have
been saved out of the River Thames, and out of the sea, where the
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Plutarch's Lives by A. H. Clough:
quitted their reins, and taking mutual hold pulled at one
another's helmets, and at the armor from their shoulders. While
they were thus struggling, their horses went from under them, and
they fell together to the ground, there again still keeping their
hold and wrestling. Neoptolemus was getting up first, but
Eumenes wounded him in the ham, and got upon his feet before him.
Neoptolemus supporting himself upon one knee, the other leg being
disabled, and himself undermost, fought courageously, though his
blows were not mortal, but receiving a stroke in the neck he fell
and ceased to resist. Eumenes, transported with passion and his
inveterate hatred to him, fell to reviling and stripping him, and
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Aeneid by Virgil:
Whom from the flaming walls of Troy I drew.
In this, our common int'rest, let me find
That strength of hand, that courage of the mind,
As when you stemm'd the strong Malean flood,
And o'er the Syrtes' broken billows row'd.
I seek not now the foremost palm to gain;
Tho' yet- but, ah! that haughty wish is vain!
Let those enjoy it whom the gods ordain.
But to be last, the lags of all the race!-
Redeem yourselves and me from that disgrace."
Now, one and all, they tug amain; they row