| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: the Countess of Rosen, and Madame Desprez in the TREASURE OF
FRANCHARD.
I had indeed one moment of pride about my poor BLACK ARROW: Dickon
Crookback I did, and I do, think is a spirited and possible figure.
Shakespeare's - O, if we can call that cocoon Shakespeare! -
Shakespeare's is spirited - one likes to see the untaught athlete
butting against the adamantine ramparts of human nature, head down,
breach up; it reminds us how trivial we are to-day, and what safety
resides in our triviality. For spirited it may be, but O, sure not
possible! I love Dumas and I love Shakespeare: you will not
mistake me when I say that the Richard of the one reminds me of the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Black Dwarf by Walter Scott: to mammocks, and seared mp brain till it glowed like a volcano,
and were that man's fortune and life in my power as completely as
this frail potsherd" (he snatched up an earthen cup which stood
beside him), "I would not dash him into atoms thus"--(he flung
the vessel with fury against the wall),--"No!" (he spoke more
composedly, but with the utmost bitterness), "I would pamper him
with wealth and power to inflame his evil passions, and to fulfil
his evil designs; he should lack no means of vice and villainy;
he should be the centre of a whirlpool that itself should know
neither rest nor peace, but boil with unceasing fury, while it
wrecked every goodly ship that approached its limits! he should
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Frances Waldeaux by Rebecca Davis: black oak; "v'la le donjon de Clisson!"
"Who was Clisson?" said Lisa impatiently.
"A live man to Froissart--and to this boy," said George,
laughing. "I told you that we had gone back seven
centuries. This fog comes in from the Morbihan sea where
Arthur and his knights went sailing to find the Holy
Greal. They have not come back. And south yonder is the
country of the Druids. I will take you to-morrow and
show you twenty thousand of their menhirs, and then we
will sail away to an island where there is an altar that
the serpent worshippers built ages before Christ."
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