| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard: It is because I have come in touch with a prolonged though
perfectly finite existence of the sort, that I try to pass on the
reflections which the fact of it awoke in me. There are other
reflections connected with Yva and the marvel of her love and its
various manifestations which arise also. But these I keep to
myself. They concern the wonder of woman's heart, which is a
microcosm of the hopes and fears and desires and despairs of this
humanity of ours whereof from age to age she is the mother.
HUMPHREY ARBUTHNOT.
NOTE
By J. R. Bickley, M.R.C.S.
When the World Shook |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson: is on speaking terms with any other. On shore stations, which
on the Scottish coast are sometimes hardly less isolated, the
usual number is two, a principal and an assistant. The
principal is dissatisfied with the assistant, or perhaps the
assistant keeps pigeons, and the principal wants the water
from the roof. Their wives and families are with them, living
cheek by jowl. The children quarrel; Jockie hits Jimsie in
the eye, and the mothers make haste to mingle in the
dissension. Perhaps there is trouble about a broken dish;
perhaps Mrs. Assistant is more highly born than Mrs. Principal
and gives herself airs; and the men are drawn in and the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from King Lear by William Shakespeare: Fathers that wear rags
Do make their children blind;
But fathers that bear bags
Shall see their children kind.
Fortune, that arrant whore,
Ne'er turns the key to th' poor.
But for all this, thou shalt have as many dolours for thy
daughters as thou canst tell in a year.
Lear. O, how this mother swells up toward my heart!
Hysterica passio! Down, thou climbing sorrow!
Thy element's below! Where is this daughter?
King Lear |
