|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London:
carcasses where they had toppled back. And here he stood, in the
stench of hell, with a cheery word and a hand on the rump at the
right time, till the string passed by. And when one bogged he
blocked the trail till it was clear again; nor did the man live
who crowded him at such time.
"At the end of the trail a man who had killed fifty horses wanted
to buy, but we looked at him and at our own,--mountain cayuses
from eastern Oregon. Five thousand he offered, and we were broke,
but we remembered the poison grass of the Summit and the passage
in the Rocks, and the man who was my brother spoke no word, but
divided the cayuses into two bunches,--his in the one and mine in
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Rivers to the Sea by Sara Teasdale:
And not a breath divides my love from me!
THIS is the quiet hour; the theaters
Have gathered in their crowds, and steadily
The million lights blaze on for few to see,
Robbing the sky of stars that should be hers.
A woman waits with bag and shabby furs,
A somber man drifts by, and only we
Pass up the street unwearied, warm and free,
For over us the olden magic stirs.
Beneath the liquid splendor of the lights