| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Allan Quatermain by H. Rider Haggard: him. Thereon the Zulu sprang back with a wild shout, and, avoiding
the sword cuts, began to peck at his foe with his terrible axe,
till in a few seconds the man's fate overtook him and he fell
with a clash heavily and quite dead upon the marble floor.
This was the first blood spilt in the war.
'Shut the gates,' I shouted, thinking that we might perhaps catch
Sorais so, and not being troubled with the idea of committing
sacrilege. But the order came too late, her guards were already
passing through them, and in another minute the streets echoed
with the furious galloping of horses and the rolling of her chariots.
So, drawing half the people after her, Sorais was soon passing
Allan Quatermain |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Iron Puddler by James J. Davis: I objected. "The world is well supplied with teachers," I said.
"Everybody wants to teach the other fellow what to do, but nobody
cares to do it. Hand work will make a country rich and mouth work
make it poor. All the speeches I have ever made have never added
a dollar to the taxable value of America. But the tin and iron I
wrought with my hands have helped make America the richest
country in the world. The Indians were philosophers and orators;
they could outtalk the white man every time. But the Indians had
no houses and no clothes. They wouldn't work with their hands. A
race that works with its hands has run the Indian off the earth.
If we quit working now and try to live on philosophy, some race
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Symposium by Xenophon: some lovely blossom; nor were those mocking gestures, but real kisses
sealed on loving lips; and so,[6] with hearts aflame, they gazed
expectantly. They could hear the question asked by Dionysus, did she
love him? and her answer, as prettily she swore she did. And withal so
earnestly, not Dionysus only, but all present, had sworn an oath in
common: the boy and girl were verily and indeed a pair of happy
lovers. So much less did they resemble actors, trained to certain
gestures, than two beings bent on doing what for many a long day they
had set their hearts on.
[4] Or, "and encircling his arms about her impressed upon her lips a
kiss."
The Symposium |
