| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: and arms fit to dazzle a body's eyes. Right up the middle of the
hall stretched a carpet of blue velvet, and at the farther end,
on a throne of gold, sat a lady as beautiful as the sun and moon
and all the stars.
"Welcome! welcome!" they all shouted, until the beggar was nearly
deafened by the noise they all made, and the lady herself stood
up and smiled upon him.
Then there came three young men, and led the beggar up the carpet
of velvet to the throne of gold.
"Welcome, my hero!" said the beautiful lady; "and have you, then,
come at last?"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Robert Louis Stevenson: cannot remember, at least on my side, any break in our affection.
There was never a day when, if you had said to me, `Jekyll, my
life, my honour, my reason, depend upon you,' I would not have
sacrificed my left hand to help you. Lanyon my life, my honour,
my reason, are all at your mercy; if you fail me to-night, I am
lost. You might suppose, after this preface, that I am going to
ask you for something dishonourable to grant. Judge for yourself.
"I want you to postpone all other engagements for to-night--
ay, even if you were summoned to the bedside of an emperor; to
take a cab, unless your carriage should be actually at the door;
and with this letter in your hand for consultation, to drive
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: never yet been able to compass an uninterrupted private interview
with the elder pair or with either of them singly. They were
always flanked by their elder children, and poor Pemberton usually
had his own little charge at his side. He was conscious of its
being a house in which the surface of one's delicacy got rather
smudged; nevertheless he had preserved the bloom of his scruple
against announcing to Mr. and Mrs. Moreen with publicity that he
shouldn't be able to go on longer without a little money. He was
still simple enough to suppose Ulick and Paula and Amy might not
know that since his arrival he had only had a hundred and forty
francs; and he was magnanimous enough to wish not to compromise
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