| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon: [8] Or, "and he is right."
[9] Cf. Virg. "Georg." iii. 88; Hor. "Epod." xvi. 12.
And now that we have begun with the feet, let us ascend from this
point to the rest of the body. The bones[10] above the hoof and below
the fetlock must not be too straight, like those of a goat; through
not being properly elastic,[11] legs of this type will jar the rider,
and are more liable to become inflamed. On the other hand, these bones
must not be too low, or else the fetlock will be abraded or lacerated
when the horse is galloped over clods and stones.
[10] i.e. "the pasterns ({mesokunia}) and the coffin should be
'sloping.'"
On Horsemanship |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: things that shall come upon them make haste.
DEU 32:36 For the LORD shall judge his people, and repent himself for
his servants, when he seeth that their power is gone, and there is none
shut up, or left.
DEU 32:37 And he shall say, Where are their gods, their rock in whom
they trusted,
DEU 32:38 Which did eat the fat of their sacrifices, and drank the wine
of their drink offerings? let them rise up and help you, and be your
protection.
DEU 32:39 See now that I, even I, am he, and there is no god with me: I
kill, and I make alive; I wound, and I heal: neither is there any that
King James Bible |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Several Works by Edgar Allan Poe: In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore.
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he,
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door--
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door--
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then the ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore--
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."
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