|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man against the Sky by Edwin Arlington Robinson:
You'll have it, and have more than I'm foretelling;
And there'll be such a roaring at the Globe
As never stunned the bleeding gladiators.
He'll have to change the color of its hair
A bit, for now he calls it Cleopatra.
Black hair would never do for Cleopatra.
But you and I are not yet two old women,
And you're a man of office. What he does
Is more to you than how it is he does it, --
And that's what the Lord God has never told him.
They work together, and the Devil helps 'em;
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from In the South Seas by Robert Louis Stevenson:
dramatic talent. The changing expressions on the faces of the
dancers were so speaking, that it seemed a great stupidity not to
Our neighbour at this performance, Karaiti, somewhat favours his
Butaritarian majesty in shape and feature, being, like him, portly,
bearded, and Oriental. In character he seems the reverse: alert,
smiling, jovial, jocular, industrious. At home in his own island,
he labours himself like a slave, and makes his people labour like a
slave-driver. He takes an interest in ideas. George the trader
told him about flying-machines. 'Is that true, George?' he asked.
'It is in the papers,' replied George. 'Well,' said Karaiti, 'if
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Long Odds by H. Rider Haggard:
there, and now arose as though by magic. There he stood lashing his
tail, just like a living reproduction of the animal on the gateway of
Northumberland House that I have seen in a picture. But he did not
stand long. Before I could fire--before I could do more than get the
gun to my shoulder--he sprang straight up and out from the rock, and
driven by the impetus of that one mighty bound came hurtling through the
air towards me.
"Heavens! how grand he looked, and how awful! High into the air he
flew, describing a great arch. Just as he touched the highest point of
his spring I fired. I did not dare to wait, for I saw that he would
clear the whole space and land right upon me. Without a sight, almost