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Today's Stichomancy for Margaret Thatcher

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Economist by Xenophon:

[22] Lit. "more painful had it been, had I enjoined her to neglect her own interests than to be obliged . . ."

[23] {ton oikeion agathon}, cp. "charity begins at home." See Joel, op. cit. p. 448.

[24] Or, "true and honest"; "any woman worthy of the name." {sophroni} = with the {sophrosune} of womanhood; possibly transl. "discreet and sober-minded."

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So (continued Socrates), when I heard his wife had made this answer, I exclaimed: By Hera, Ischomachus, a brave and masculine intelligence the lady has, as you describe her.

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey:

"Lassiter!" Jane whispered, as she gazed from him to the black, cold guns. Without them he appeared shorn of strength, defenseless, a smaller man. Was she Delilah? Swiftly, conscious of only one motive--refusal to see this man called craven by his enemies--she rose, and with blundering fingers buckled the belt round his waist where it belonged.

"Lassiter, I am a coward."

"Come with me out of Utah--where I can put away my guns an' be a man," he said. "I reckon I'll prove it to you then! Come! You've got Black Star back, an' Night an' Bells. Let's take the racers an' little Fay, en' race out of Utah. The hosses an' the child


Riders of the Purple Sage
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Flame and Shadow by Sara Teasdale:

With things whose tunes are played out and forgotten Like the rain of yesterday.

"A Little While"

A little while when I am gone My life will live in music after me, As spun foam lifted and borne on After the wave is lost in the full sea.

A while these nights and days will burn In song with the bright frailty of foam, Living in light before they turn Back to the nothingness that is their home.