| The first excerpt represents the element of Air. It speaks of mental influences and the process of thought, and is drawn from The Tanach: 2_Samuel 8: 9 And when Toi king of Hamath heard that David had smitten all the host of Hadadezer,
2_Samuel 8: 10 then Toi sent Joram his son unto king David, to salute him, and to bless him--because he had fought against Hadadezer and smitten him; for Hadadezer had wars with Toi--and he brought with him vessels of silver, and vessels of gold, and vessels of brass.
2_Samuel 8: 11 These also did king David dedicate unto the LORD, with the silver and gold that he dedicated of all the nations which he subdued:
2_Samuel 8: 12 of Aram, and of Moab, and of the children of Ammon, and of the Philistines, and of Amalek, and of the spoil of Hadadezer, son of Rehob, king of Zobah.
2_Samuel 8: 13 And David got him a name when he returned from smiting the Arameans in the Valley of Salt, even eighteen thousand men.
2_Samuel 8: 14 And he put garrisons in Edom; throughout all Edom put he garrisons, and all the Edomites became servants to David. And the LORD gave victory to David whithersoever he went.
2_Samuel 8: 15 And David reigned over all Israel; and David executed justice and righteousness unto all his people.
2_Samuel 8: 16 And Joab the son of Zeruiah was over the host; and Jehoshaphat the son of Ahilud was recorder;
2_Samuel 8: 17 and Zadok the son of Ahitub, and Ahimelech the son of Abiathar, were priests; and Seraiah was scribe;
2_Samuel 8: 18 and Benaiah the son of Jehoiada was over the Cherethites and the Pelethites; and David's sons were chief ministers.
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The second excerpt represents the element of Fire. It speaks of emotional influences and base passions, and is drawn from Twelve Stories and a Dream by H. G. Wells: to the end, hope for the life together we should lead, out of
it all, out of the battle and struggle, the wild and empty passions,
the empty arbitrary 'thou shalt' and 'thou shalt not' of the world.
We were uplifted, as though our quest was a holy thing, as though
love for one another was a mission. . . .
"Even when from our boat we saw the fair face of that great rock
Capri--already scarred and gashed by the gun emplacements and
hiding-places that were to make it a fastness--we reckoned nothing
of the imminent slaughter, though the fury of preparation hung about
in puffs and clouds of dust at a hundred points amidst the grey;
but, indeed, I made a text of that and talked. There, you know,
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