| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Poems of Goethe, Bowring, Tr. by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: When a long-lost sinner's found.
Swifter e'en than Lathe's flood
Round Death's silent house can play,
Ev'ry error of the good
Will love's chalice wash away.
All will haste your steps to meet,
As ye come in majesty,--
Men your blessing will entreat;--
Ours ye thus will doubly be!
1798.
(* Aganippe--A spring in Boeotia, which arose out of Mount
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: A convulsive shudder shook the stricken warrior's frame. Then, starting up he
straightened out his long arm and clutched wildly at the air with his sinewy
fingers as if to grasp and hold the life that was escaping him.
Isaac could see the fixed, sombre light in the eyes, and the pallor of death
stealing over the face of the chief. He turned his eyes away from the sad
spectacle, and when he looked again the majestic figure lay still.
The moon sailed out from behind a cloud and shed its mellow light down on the
little glade. It showed the four Indians digging a grave beneath the oak tree.
No word was spoken. They worked with their tomahawks on the soft duff and soon
their task was completed. A bed of moss and ferns lined the last resting place
of the chief. His weapons were placed beside him, to go with him to the Happy
Betty Zane |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Bunner Sisters by Edith Wharton: perceptible pause she plunged into a detailed description of the
dress-maker's "turn."
Evelina, when her curiosity was roused, was an insatiable
questioner, and it was supper-time before she had come to the end
of her enquiries about Miss Mellins; but when the two sisters had
seated themselves at their evening meal Ann Eliza at last found a
chance to say: "So she on'y had a speck of dust in her."
Evelina understood at once that the reference was not to Miss
Mellins. "Yes--at least he thinks so," she answered, helping
herself as a matter of course to the first cup of tea.
"On'y to think!" murmured Ann Eliza.
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