| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: SALISBURY.
O Lord, have mercy on us, wretched sinners!
GARGRAVE.
O Lord, have mercy on me, woful man!
TALBOT.
What chance is this that suddenly hath cross'd us?
Speak, Salisbury: at least, if thou canst speak:
How farest thou, mirror of all martial men?
One of thy eyes and thy cheek's side struck off!
Accursed tower! accursed fatal hand
That hath contrived this woful tragedy!
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Iliad by Homer: As they were speaking, Nestor knight of Gerene shook the helmet,
and from it there fell the very lot which they wanted--the lot of
Ajax. The herald bore it about and showed it to all the
chieftains of the Achaeans, going from left to right; but they
none of them owned it. When, however, in due course he reached
the man who had written upon it and had put it into the helmet,
brave Ajax held out his hand, and the herald gave him the lot.
When Ajax saw his mark he knew it and was glad; he threw it to
the ground and said, "My friends, the lot is mine, and I rejoice,
for I shall vanquish Hector. I will put on my armour; meanwhile,
pray to King Jove in silence among yourselves that the Trojans
The Iliad |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Eve and David by Honore de Balzac: just about to be appointed attorney for the crown at Nevers, my dear
fellow," he continued; "sell your practice, and in ten years' time you
will be Keeper of the Seals. You are not the kind of a man to draw
back from any service required of you by the Court."
"Very well," said Petit-Claud, his zeal stirred by the prospect of
such a career, "very well, be in the Place du Murier to-morrow at
half-past four; I will see old Sechard in the meantime; we will have a
deed of partnership drawn up, and the father and the son shall be
bound thereby, and delivered to the third person of the trinity--
Cointet, to wit."
To return to Lucien in Paris. On the morrow of the loss announced in
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