| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Rivers to the Sea by Sara Teasdale: Ah, never with a throat that aches with song,
Beneath the white uncaring sky of spring,
Shall I go forth to hide awhile from Love
The quiver and the crying of my heart.
Still I remember how I strove to flee
The love-note of the birds, and bowed my head
RIVERS TO THE SEA
To hurry faster, but upon the ground
I saw two wingèd shadows side by side,
And all the world's spring passion stifled me.
Ah, Love there is no fleeing from thy might,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon: these peoples respectively see Arist. "Lysistr." 563; "Anab." III.
iv. 15; VI. VII. passim.
Between wisdom and sobriety of soul (which is temperance) he drew no
distinction.[3] Was a man able on the one hand to recognise things
beautiful and good sufficiently to live in them? Had he, on the other
hand, knowledge of the "base and foul" so as to beware of them? If so,
Socrates judged him to be wise at once and sound of soul (or
temperate).[4]
[3] But cf. IV. vi. 7; K. Joel, op. cit. p. 363.
[4] Reading {alla to . . . kai to}, or more lit. "he discovered the
wise man and sound of soul in his power not only to recognise
The Memorabilia |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: be quit of him. And as I went over the hill, I could hear his monstrous laugh
reverberating against the sky.
Now, I pride myself on doing things neatly, and when I resolved to kill John
Claverhouse I had it in mind to do so in such fashion that I should not look
back upon it and feel ashamed. I hate bungling, and I hate brutality. To me
there is something repugnant in merely striking a man with one's naked
fist--faugh! it is sickening! So, to shoot, or stab, or club John Claverhouse
(oh, that name!) did not appeal to me. And not only was I impelled to do it
neatly and artistically, but also in such manner that not the slightest
possible suspicion could be directed against me.
To this end I bent my intellect, and, after a week of profound incubation, I
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