| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Walking by Henry David Thoreau: before. He obeyed it, and found a New World for Castile and Leon.
The herd of men in those days scented fresh pastures from afar,
"And now the sun had stretched out all the hills,
And now was dropped into the western bay;
At last HE rose, and twitched his mantle blue;
Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new."
Where on the globe can there be found an area of equal extent
with that occupied by the bulk of our States, so fertile and so
rich and varied in its productions, and at the same time so
habitable by the European, as this is? Michaux, who knew but part
of them, says that "the species of large trees are much more
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lucile by Owen Meredith: Its artillery silenced, its banners in rags,
The rear of the tempest its sullen retreat
Drew off slowly, receding in silence, to meet
The powers of the night, which, now gathering afar,
Had already sent forward one bright, signal star
The curls of her soft and luxuriant hair,
From the dark riding-hat, which Lucile used to wear,
Had escaped; and Lord Alfred now cover'd with kisses
The redolent warmth of those long falling tresses.
Neither he, nor Lucile, felt the rain, which not yet
Had ceased falling around them; when, splash'd, drench'd, and wet,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: rooms and corridors of the dead city; yet these are purely dream
fragments involving no memory of volition, details, or physical
exertion. It was as if we floated in a nebulous world or dimension
without time, causation, or orientation. The gray half-daylight
of the vast circular space sobered us somewhat; but we did not
go near those cached sledges or look again at poor Gedney and
the dog. They have a strange and titanic mausoleum, and I hope
the end of this planet will find them still undisturbed.
It
was while struggling up the colossal spiral incline that we first
felt the terrible fatigue and short breath which our race through
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