| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Beauty and The Beast by Bayard Taylor: them, and above the shadow, watched the Infinite Pity, which was
not denied to three hearts that day.
It was a long time, more than a year, and Ruth was lulling her
first child on her bosom, before a letter came from David. He had
wandered westwards, purchased some lands on the outer line of
settlement, and appeared to be leading a wild and lonely life. "I
know now," he wrote, "just how much there is to bear, and how to
bear it. Strange men come between us, but you are not far off when
I am alone on these plains. There is a place where I can always
meet you, and I know that you have found it,--under the big ash-
tree by the barn. I think I am nearly always there about sundown,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: in my hands. One more such miss, and then--
Hans began to whisper to me.
"Baas," he said, "those aasvogels see the flash of the gun, and shy at
it like a horse. Baas, you are shooting into their faces, for they all
hang with their beaks toward you before they drop. You must get behind
them, and fire into their tails, for even an aasvogel cannot see with
its tail."
I let fall my hands and stared at him. Surely the poor fellow had been
inspired from on high! I understood it all now. While their beaks were
towards me, I might fire at fifty vultures and never hit one, for each
time they would swerve from the flash, causing the bullet to miss them,
Marie |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad: known that much. What do you say? Shall I run back to Paris and
make it up for you with Azzolati?"
He waited for her answer. The compression of his thin lips was
full of significance. I was surprised to see our hostess shake her
head negatively the least bit, for indeed by her pose, by the
thoughtful immobility of her face she seemed to be a thousand miles
away from us all, lost in an infinite reverie.
He gave it up. "Well, I must be off. The express for Nice passes
at four o'clock. I will be away about three weeks and then you
shall see me again. Unless I strike a run of bad luck and get
cleaned out, in which case you shall see me before then."
The Arrow of Gold |
