| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: having a collar of bronze about his neck, and these words engraved on
the collar: 'Caesar mihi hoc donavit.' It is no wonder if the minds
of men were moved at this occurrence and they stood aghast to find
themselves thus touching hands with forgotten ages, and following an
antiquity with hound and horn. And even for you, it is scarcely in
an idle curiosity that you ponder how many centuries this stag had
carried its free antlers through the wood, and how many summers and
winters had shone and snowed on the imperial badge. If the extent of
solemn wood could thus safeguard a tall stag from the hunter's hounds
and houses, might not you also play hide-and-seek, in these groves,
with all the pangs and trepidations of man's life, and elude Death,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Voyage to Abyssinia by Father Lobo: know. It bears a great resemblance to our radishes; the leaf and
colour were beautiful, and the taste not unpleasant. It came into
my mind when I began to chew it that perhaps it might be that
venomous herb against which no antidote had yet been found, but
persuading myself afterwards that my fears were merely chimerical, I
continued to
chew it, till a man accidentally meeting me, and seeing me with a
handful of it, cried out to me that I was poisoned; I had happily
not swallowed any of it, and throwing out what I had in my mouth, I
returned God thanks for this instance of his protection.
I crossed the Nile the first time in my journey to the kingdom of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Pool in the Desert by Sara Jeanette Duncan: any emotional spring for the leap they made. I offer my conviction
that there was none, that she was only extravagantly affected by the
ideals of the Quarter--it is a transporting atmosphere--and held a
view of comradeship which permitted the reversal of the modern
situation filled by a blameless correspondent. Robert, of course,
was tremendously in love with her; but my theory is that she married
him as the logical outcome of her sacrifice and by no means the
smallest part of it.
It was all quite unimaginable, as so many things are, but the upshot
of it brought Judy to Rawul Pindi, as I have said, where I for one
thought her mistake insignificant compared with her value. It would
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