| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Cavalry General by Xenophon: "Birds," 95; Plat. "Laws," 654; Paus. i. 3. 3; 40. 3; viii. 25. 3;
Plut. "Nic." 13; Lycurg. 198.
[6] Or, "it would be a beautiful sequel to the proceedings, in my
opinion, if at this point they formed in squadron column, and
giving rein to their chargers, swept forward at full gallop to the
Eleusinion." See Leake, op. cit. i. 296.
[7] Lit. "nor will I omit how the lances shall as little as possible
overlap one another."
[8] Lit. "Every trooper should be at pains to keep his lance straight
between the ears of his charger, if these weapons are to be
distinct and terror-striking, and at the same time to appear
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from 1984 by George Orwell: the elbow----
The elbow! He had slumped to his knees, almost paralysed, clasping the
stricken elbow with his other hand. Everything had exploded into yellow
light. Inconceivable, inconceivable that one blow could cause such pain!
The light cleared and he could see the other two looking down at him. The
guard was laughing at his contortions. One question at any rate was
answered. Never, for any reason on earth, could you wish for an increase
of pain. Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop.
Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain
there are no heroes, no heroes, he thought over and over as he writhed
on the floor, clutching uselessly at his disabled left arm.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Historical Lecturers and Essays by Charles Kingsley: mankind; and that scholars should form, for a while, a new and
powerful aristocracy, limited and privileged, and all the more
redoubtable, because its power lay in intellect, and had been won by
intellect alone.
Those who, whether poor or rich, did not fear the monk and priest,
at least feared the "scholar," who held, so the vulgar believed, the
keys of that magic lore by which the old necromancers had built
cities like Rome, and worked marvels of mechanical and chemical
skill, which the degenerate modern could never equal.
If the "scholar" stopped in a town, his hostess probably begged of
him a charm against toothache or rheumatism. The penniless knight
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