| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Poems by Bronte Sisters: I knew not whence they came, from sun or thunder-storm.
"But, first, a hush of peace--a soundless calm descends;
The struggle of distress, and fierce impatience ends;
Mute music soothes my breast--unuttered harmony,
That I could never dream, till Earth was lost to me.
"Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;
My outward sense is gone, my inward essence feels:
Its wings are almost free--its home, its harbour found,
Measuring the gulph, it stoops and dares the final bound,
"Oh I dreadful is the check--intense the agony--
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Whirligigs by O. Henry: time I ever knew a burglar to give a college yell when he
was burglarizing a house, even in a story."
"That's one on you," said the burglar, with a laugh.
"I was practising the dramatization. If this is put on
the stage that college touch is about the only thing that
will make it go."
Tommy looked his admiration.
"You're on, all right," he said.
"And there's another mistalze you've made," said the
burglar. "You should have gone some time ago and
brought me the $9 gold piece your mother gave you on
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Land of Footprints by Stewart Edward White: beasts. Selous, one of the greatest, went to East Africa for the
express purpose of getting some of the fine beasts there, hunted
six weeks and saw none. Holmes of the Escarpment has lived in the
country six years, has hunted a great deal and has yet to kill
his first. One of the railroad officials has for years gone up
and down the Uganda Railway on his handcar, his rifle ready in
hopes of the lion that never appeared; though many are there seen
by those with better fortune. Bronson hunted desperately for this
great prize, but failed. Rainsford shot no lions his first trip,
and ran into them only three years later. Read Abel Chapman's
description of his continued bad luck at even seeing the beasts.
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