| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Europeans by Henry James: the Baroness's room. "Bonte divine," exclaimed this lady,
"what a climate!"
"We will go out and see the world," said Felix.
And after a while they went out. The air had grown warm
as well as brilliant; the sunshine had dried the pavements.
They walked about the streets at hazard, looking at the people
and the houses, the shops and the vehicles, the blazing blue sky
and the muddy crossings, the hurrying men and the slow-strolling
maidens, the fresh red bricks and the bright green trees,
the extraordinary mixture of smartness and shabbiness.
From one hour to another the day had grown vernal; even in
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Varieties of Religious Experience by William James: a descriptive survey of those religious propensities.
If the inquiry be psychological, not religious institutions, but
rather religious feelings and religious impulses must be its
subject, and I must confine myself to those more developed
subjective phenomena recorded in literature produced by
articulate and fully self-conscious men, in works of piety and
autobiography. Interesting as the origins and early stages of a
subject always are, yet when one seeks earnestly for its full
significance, one must always look to its more completely evolved
and perfect forms. It follows from this that the documents that
will most concern us will be those of the men who were most
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: Or as a bear, encompass'd round with dogs,
Who having pinch'd a few and made them cry,
The rest stand all aloof and bark at him.
So far'd our father with his enemies;
So fled his enemies my warlike father.
Methinks 'tis pride enough to be his son.--
See how the morning opes her golden gates
And takes her farewell of the glorious sun.
How well resembles it the prime of youth,
Trimm'd like a younker prancing to his love!
EDWARD.
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