| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne: fete. They had therefore never suspected that their former
traveling companion had not been put to death, but blinded
by order of the Emir.
Having procured horses they had left Tomsk the same
evening, with the fixed determination of henceforward dat-
ing their letters from the Russian camp of Eastern Siberia.
They proceeded by forced marches towards Irkutsk. They
hoped to distance Feofar-Khan, and would certainly have
done so, had it not been for the unexpected apparition of
the third column, come from the South, up the valley of
the Yenisei. They had been cut off, as had been Michael,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Euthyphro by Plato: argument. His wrong-headedness, one-sidedness, narrowness, positiveness,
are characteristic of his priestly office. His failure to apprehend an
argument may be compared to a similar defect which is observable in the
rhapsode Ion. But he is not a bad man, and he is friendly to Socrates,
whose familiar sign he recognizes with interest. Though unable to follow
him he is very willing to be led by him, and eagerly catches at any
suggestion which saves him from the trouble of thinking. Moreover he is
the enemy of Meletus, who, as he says, is availing himself of the popular
dislike to innovations in religion in order to injure Socrates; at the same
time he is amusingly confident that he has weapons in his own armoury which
would be more than a match for him. He is quite sincere in his prosecution
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling: said the King to Rahere.
You would have held him prisoner again - as the Great Duke
did," Rahere answered.
'"True," said our King. "He is nothing except his name. Yet
that name might have been used by stronger men to trouble my
England. Yes. I must have made him my life's guest - as I shall
make Robert."
'"I knew it," said Rahere. "But while this man wandered mad
by the wayside, none cared what he called himself."
'"I learned to cease talking before the stones flew," says the old
man, and Hugh groaned.
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