| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: with a few stones made a place for his fire.
"My!" he said, "but I've got an appetite. I could scoff iron-filings an'
horseshoe nails an' thank you kindly, ma'am, for a second helpin'."
He straightened up, and, while he reached for matches in the pocket of his
overalls, his eyes travelled across the pool to the side-hill. His fingers had
clutched the match-box, but they relaxed their hold and the hand came out
empty. The man wavered perceptibly. He looked at his preparations for cooking
and he looked at the hill.
"Guess I'll take another whack at her," he concluded, starting to cross the
stream.
"They ain't no sense in it, I know," he mumbled apologetically. "But keepin'
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott: Who saw him?"
"An it please your Grace," said Bowyer, "it is the same against
whom I this instant closed the door of the presence-room."
"An it please me?" repeated Elizabeth sharply, not at that
moment in the humour of being pleased with anything.--"It does
NOT please me that he should pass saucily into my presence, or
that you should exclude from it one who came to justify himself
from an accusation."
"May it please you," answered the perplexed usher, "if I knew, in
such case, how to bear myself, I would take heed--"
"You should have reported the fellow's desire to us, Master
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot: 202. _V._ Verlaine, PARSIFAL.
210. The currants were quoted at a price 'carriage and insurance
free to London'; and the Bill of Lading, etc., were to be handed
to the buyer upon payment of the sight draft.
Notes 196 and 197 were transposed in this and the Hogarth Press edition,
but have been corrected here.
210. 'Carriage and insurance free'] 'cost, insurance and freight'--Editor.
218. Tiresias, although a mere spectator and not indeed a 'character',
is yet the most important personage in the poem, uniting all the rest.
Just as the one-eyed merchant, seller of currants, melts into
the Phoenician Sailor, and the latter is not wholly distinct
The Waste Land |
