| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: Toledo blade, whose beauty made Amyas break the Tenth Commandment
on the spot.
The man was a tall, handsome, broad-shouldered, high-bred man; and
Amyas thought that he was going to display the strength of his arm,
and the temper of his blade, in severing the chain at one stroke.
Even he was not prepared for the recondite fancies of a Spanish
adventurer, worthy son or nephew of those first conquerors, who
used to try the keenness of their swords upon the living bodies of
Indians, and regale themselves at meals with the odor of roasting
caciques.
The blade gleamed in the air, once, twice, and fell: not on the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lesser Hippias by Plato: him, especially if the speaker appears to me to be a wise man. Having a
desire to understand, I question him, and I examine and analyse and put
together what he says, in order that I may understand; but if the speaker
appears to me to be a poor hand, I do not interrogate him, or trouble
myself about him, and you may know by this who they are whom I deem to be
wise men, for you will see that when I am talking with a wise man, I am
very attentive to what he says; and I ask questions of him, in order that I
may learn, and be improved by him. And I could not help remarking while
you were speaking, that when you recited the verses in which Achilles, as
you argued, attacks Odysseus as a deceiver, that you must be strangely
mistaken, because Odysseus, the man of wiles, is never found to tell a lie;
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare: O Ned! sweet Ned! speak to thy mother, boy.
Canst thou not speak?--O traitors! murtherers!
They that stabb'd Caesar shed no blood at all,
Did not offend, nor were not worthy blame,
If this foul deed were by to equal it.
He was a man: this, in respect, a child,
And men ne'er spend their fury on a child.
What's worse than murtherer, that I may name it?
No, no, my heart will burst, an if I speak;
And I will speak, that so my heart may burst.--
Butchers and villains! bloody cannibals!
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