| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Black Tulip by Alexandre Dumas: rushing along before him, he continued, --
"Let us now go to the Buytenhof, Captain; I expect we shall
see a very strange sight there."
The officer bowed, and, without making any reply, followed
in the steps of his master.
There was an immense crowd in the square and about the
neighbourhood of the prison. But the dragoons of Tilly still
kept it in check with the same success and with the same
firmness.
It was not long before the Count heard the increasing din of
the approaching multitude, the first ranks of which rushed
The Black Tulip |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Aeneid by Virgil: With scales of gilded brass was cover'd o'er;
A robe of Tyrian dye the rider wore.
With deadly wounds he gall'd the distant foe;
Gnossian his shafts, and Lycian was his bow:
A golden helm his front and head surrounds
A gilded quiver from his shoulder sounds.
Gold, weav'd with linen, on his thighs he wore,
With flowers of needlework distinguish'd o'er,
With golden buckles bound, and gather'd up before.
Him the fierce maid beheld with ardent eyes,
Fond and ambitious of so rich a prize,
Aeneid |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: There was no other topic of conversation in any of the rooms but
the mystery of the golden bullet and the doors closed from the
inside. The attendants and the policeman gathered whispering in
the corners, and strangers who came in on their own business forgot
it in their excitement over this new and fascinating mystery.
That afternoon Muller passed through Horn's office with a bundle
of papers, on his way to the inner office occupied by his patron,
Chief of Police Bauer. Horn, who had avoided Muller since yesterday
although he was conscious of a freshened interest in the man, raised
his head and watched the little detective as he walked across the
room with his usual quiet tread. The commissioner saw nothing but
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