|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Nana, Miller's Daughter, Captain Burle, Death of Olivier Becaille by Emile Zola:
winter, and Maria Blond, the same who had just made her first
appearance at the Folies-Dramatiques. Meanwhile La Faloise stopped
him at every step in hopes of receiving an invitation. He ended by
offering himself, and Vandeuvres engaged him in the plot at once;
only he made him promise to bring Clarisse with him, and when La
Faloise pretended to scruple about certain points he quieted him by
"Since I invite you that's enough!"
Nevertheless, La Faloise would have much liked to know the name of
the hostess. But the countess had recalled Vandeuvres and was
questioning him as to the manner in which the English made tea. He
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Charmides by Plato:
increased precision and also increased clearness are required of him. The
familiar use of logic, and the progress of science, have in these two
respects raised the standard. But modern languages, while they have become
more exacting in their demands, are in many ways not so well furnished with
powers of expression as the ancient classical ones.
Such are a few of the difficulties which have to be overcome in the work of
translation; and we are far from having exhausted the list. (6) The
excellence of a translation will consist, not merely in the faithful
rendering of words, or in the composition of a sentence only, or yet of a
single paragraph, but in the colour and style of the whole work.
Equability of tone is best attained by the exclusive use of familiar and
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:
Morris carried his hand to his brow and looked at it; it was wet
with sweat. 'Fever,' said he.
'No, it was a Broadwood grand,' said Michael. 'Pitman here will
tell you if it was genuine or not.'
'Eh? O! O yes, I believe it was a genuine Broadwood; I have
played upon it several times myself,' said Pitman. 'The
three-letter E was broken.'
'Don't say anything more about pianos,' said Morris, with a
strong shudder; 'I'm not the man I used to be! This--this other
man--let's come to him, if I can only manage to follow. Who is
he? Where can I get hold of him?'