| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by Howard Pyle: but the songs of the birds, he came of a sudden to where a man was seated
upon the mossy roots beneath the shade of a broad-spreading oak tree.
Robin Hood saw that the stranger had not caught sight of him,
so he stopped and stood quite still, looking at the other a long time
before he came forward. And the stranger, I wot, was well worth looking at,
for never had Robin seen a figure like that sitting beneath the tree.
From his head to his feet he was clad in a horse's hide, dressed with
the hair upon it. Upon his head was a cowl that hid his face
from sight, and which was made of the horse's skin, the ears whereof
stuck up like those of a rabbit. His body was clad in a jacket made
of the hide, and his legs were covered with the hairy skin likewise.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Open Letter on Translating by Dr. Martin Luther: critic, or judge. They have not tried the task. If anyone does
not like my translations, they can ignore it; and may the devil
repay the one who dislikes or criticizes my translations without
my knowledge or permission. Should it be criticized, I will do it
myself. If I do not do it, then they can leave my translations in
peace. They can each do a translation that suits them - what do I
care?
To this I can, with good conscience, give witness - that I gave my
utmost effort and care and I had no ulterior motives. I have not
taken or wanted even a small coin in return. Neither have I made
any by it. God knows that I have not even sought honor by it, but
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wyoming by William MacLeod Raine: his handsome face. "I reckon we might as well let it go at that,"
he returned, with bitter briefness.
CHAPTER 2. THE KING OF THE BIG HORN COUNTRY
Two months before this time Helen Messiter had been serenely
teaching a second grade at Kalamazoo, Michigan, notwithstanding
the earnest efforts of several youths of that city to induce her
to retire to domesticity "What's the use of being a schoolmarm?"
had been the burden of their plaint. "Any spinster can teach kids
C-A-T, Cat, but only one in several thousand can be the prettiest
bride in Kalamazoo." None of them, however, had been able to
drive the point sufficiently home, and it is probable that she
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