| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott: them, and may they thrive with you as they have done with me--as
they have done with every mortal worm that ever heard the word
spoken by his fellow reptile! Hence--either labour or begone!"
"This is a fine reward we have, Earnscliff, for building a
tabernacle for the devil, and prejudicing our ain souls into the
bargain, for what we ken."
"Our presence," answered Earnscliff, "seems only to irritate his
frenzy; we had better leave him, and send some one to provide him
with food and necessaries."
They did so. The servant dispatched for this purpose found the
Dwarf still labouring at his wall, but could not extract a word
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Two Brothers by Honore de Balzac: marriage of Louis XII. was to that king. The incessant watchfulness of
a man like Philippe, who had nothing to do and never quitted his post
of observation, made any form of vengeance impossible. Benjamin was
his innocent and devoted spy. The Vedie trembled before him. Flore
felt herself deserted and utterly helpless. She began to fear death.
Without knowing how Philippe might manage to kill her, she felt
certain that whenever he suspected her of pregnancy her doom would be
sealed. The sound of that voice, the veiled glitter of that gambler's
eye, the slightest movement of the soldier, who treated her with a
brutality that was still polite, made her shudder. As to the power of
attorney demanded by the ferocious colonel, who in the eyes of all
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Poems of Goethe, Bowring, Tr. by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: Shines not with twofold charms their face,
When rising from the wave?
The deep, deep heavens, then lure thee not,--
The moist yet radiant blue,--
Not thine own form,--to tempt thy lot
'Midst this eternal dew?"
The waters rush'd, the waters rose,
Wetting his naked feet;
As if his true love's words were those,
His heart with longing beat.
She sang to him, to him spake she,
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