| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Georgics by Virgil: The travailing earth is lightened, but stint not
With refuse rich to soak the thirsty soil,
And shower foul ashes o'er the exhausted fields.
Thus by rotation like repose is gained,
Nor earth meanwhile uneared and thankless left.
Oft, too, 'twill boot to fire the naked fields,
And the light stubble burn with crackling flames;
Whether that earth therefrom some hidden strength
And fattening food derives, or that the fire
Bakes every blemish out, and sweats away
Each useless humour, or that the heat unlocks
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Coxon Fund by Henry James: French library.
"Of course I've never seen the fellow, but it's clear enough he's a
humbug."
"Clear 'enough' is just what it isn't," I replied; "if it only
were!" That ejaculation on my part must have been the beginning of
what was to be later a long ache for final frivolous rest.
Gravener was profound enough to remark after a moment that in the
first place he couldn't be anything but a Dissenter, and when I
answered that the very note of his fascination was his
extraordinary speculative breadth my friend retorted that there was
no cad like your cultivated cad, and that I might depend upon
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: "What did I tell yez?" Reilly turned savagely to the other
disaffected members of the gang. "Didn't I tell yez he was
selling us out?"
Somehow Leroy's revolver seemed to jump to his hand without a
motion on his part. It lay loosely in his limp fingers, unaimed
and undirected.
"SAY THAT AGAIN, PLEASE."
Beneath the velvet of Leroy's voice ran a note more deadly than
any threat could have been. It rang a bell for a silence in which
the clock of death seemed to tick. But as the seconds fled
Reilly's courage oozed away. He dared not accept the invitation
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