|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Aeroplanes and Dirigibles of War by Frederick A. Talbot:
water, in clear weather, has a tremendous range of vision; the
horizon is about 40 miles distant, as compared with approximately
8 miles in the case of the torpedo-boat. of course an object,
such as a battleship, may be detected at a far greater range.
Consequently the German naval programme is to send the Zeppelin a
certain distance ahead of the battleship squadron. The dirigible
from its coign of vantage would be able to sight a hostile
squadron if it were within visual range and would communicate the
fact to the commander of the fleet below. The latter would
decide his course according to information received; thus he
would be enabled to elude his enemy, or, if the tidings received
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Georgics by Virgil:
That teems with grasses on its fruitful breast,
Such as full oft in hollow mountain-dell
We view beneath us- from the craggy heights
Streams thither flow with fertilizing mud-
A plain which southward rising feeds the fern
By curved ploughs detested, this one day
Shall yield thee store of vines full strong to gush
In torrents of the wine-god; this shall be
Fruitful of grapes and flowing juice like that
We pour to heaven from bowls of gold, what time
The sleek Etruscan at the altar blows
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Chance by Joseph Conrad:
have been clearly anything else for all the other cared.
It was then, Mr. Powell told me, that he discovered in himself an
already old-established liking for Captain Anthony. He also felt
sorry for him without being able to discover the origins of that
sympathy of which he had become so suddenly aware.
Meantime Mr. Smith, bending forward stiffly as though he had a
hinged back, was speaking to his daughter.
She was a child no longer. He wanted to know if she believed in--in
hell. In eternal punishment?
His peculiar voice, as if filtered through cotton-wool was inaudible
on the other side of the deck. Poor Flora, taken very much