| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: ears.
"Such ignorance must not be allowed to go uncontradicted," said he, and
turning his back on us, too exhausted to cry out any longer, he held up
seven and a half fingers.
"Eight!" thundered the greybeard, with pristine freshness.
We felt very sobered, and did not recover until we reached a white signpost
which entreated us to leave the road and walk through the field path--
without trampling down more of the grass than was necessary. Being
interpreted, it meant "single file", which was distressing for Elsa and
Fritz. Karl, like a happy child, gambolled ahead, and cut down as many
flowers as possible with the stick of his mother's parasol--followed the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Hiero by Xenophon: strong passion.[39]
[37] "Joys sacred to that goddess fair and free in Heaven yclept
Euphrosyne."
[38] For {polu diapherontos} cf. Browning ("Abt Vogler"), not indeed
of Aphrodisia conjoined with Eros, but of the musician's gift:
That out of three sounds he frame not a fourth sound, but a
star.
[39] i.e. "Eros, the Lord of Passion, must lend his hand." "But," he
proceeds, "the god is coy; he has little liking for the breasts of
kings. He is more likely to be found in the cottage of the peasant
than the king's palace."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: something moving under the surface as unintelligible to me as the
soldiers' presence. Had the Captain repudiated my commission
altogether, and put me to the door or sent me to the guard-house,
I could have followed that. But these dubious hints, this
passive resistance, puzzled me. Had they news from Paris, I
wondered? Was the King dead? Or the Cardinal ill? I asked
them, but they said no, no, no to all, and gave me guarded
answers. And midnight found us still playing; and still fencing.
CHAPTER IX
THE QUESTION
Sweep the room, Monsieur? And remove this medley? But M. le
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