| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon: one or other side, since as a rule a horse with unequal jaws[20] is
liable to become hard-mouthed on one side.
[20] Or, "whose bars are not equally sensitive."
Again, a prominent rather than a sunken eye is suggestive of
alertness, and a horse of this type will have a wider range of vision.
And so of the nostrils: a wide-dilated nostril is at once better than
a contracted one for respiration, and gives the animal a fiercer
aspect. Note how, for instance, when one stallion is enraged against
another, or when his spirit chafes in being ridden,[21] the nostrils
at once become dilated.
[21] Or, "in the racecourse or on the exercising-ground how readily he
On Horsemanship |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Myths and Myth-Makers by John Fiske: years in a cave; and Rip Van Winkle's nap in the
Catskills.[14]
[14] A collection of these interesting legends may be found in
Baring-Gould's "Curious Myths of the Middle Ages," of which
work this paper was originally a review.
We might go on almost indefinitely citing household tales of
wonderful sleepers; but, on the principle of the association
of opposites, we are here reminded of sundry cases of
marvellous life and wakefulness, illustrated in the Wandering
Jew; the dancers of Kolbeck; Joseph of Arimathaea with the
Holy Grail; the Wild Huntsman who to all eternity chases the
Myths and Myth-Makers |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare: And I will take thy word, yet if thou swear'st,
Thou maiest proue false: at Louers periuries
They say Ioue laught, oh gentle Romeo,
If thou dost Loue, pronounce it faithfully:
Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly wonne,
Ile frowne and be peruerse, and say thee nay,
So thou wilt wooe: But else not for the world.
In truth faire Mountague I am too fond:
And therefore thou maiest thinke my behauiour light,
But trust me Gentleman, Ile proue more true,
Then those that haue coying to be strange,
Romeo and Juliet |
