| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: slot! right away for Hartland! Forward, gentlemen all! follow,
follow, follow!"
"Who is this roysterer?" asked Parsons, loftily.
"Will Cary, of Clovelly; an awful heretic: and here come more
behind."
And as he spoke four or five more mounted gallants plunged in and
out of the great dikes, and thundered on behind the party; whose
horses, quite understanding what game was up, burst into full
gallop, neighing and squealing; and in another minute the hapless
Jesuits were hurling along over moor and moss after a "hart of
grease."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Walking by Henry David Thoreau: is the place to and from which things are carried. They who got
their living by teaming were said vellaturam facere. Hence, too,
the Latin word vilis and our vile, also villain. This suggests
what kind of degeneracy villagers are liable to. They are wayworn
by the travel that goes by and over them, without traveling
themselves.
Some do not walk at all; others walk in the highways; a few walk
across lots. Roads are made for horses and men of business. I do
not travel in them much, comparatively, because I am not in a
hurry to get to any tavern or grocery or livery-stable or depot
to which they lead. I am a good horse to travel, but not from
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Water-Babies by Charles Kingsley: So the giant ran round after the people, and the people ran round
after the giant, and they are running, unto this day for aught I
know, or do not know; and will run till either he, or they, or
both, turn into little children. And then, as Shakespeare says
(and therefore it must be true) -
"Jack shall have Gill
Nought shall go ill
The man shall have his mare again, and all go well."
Then Tom came to a very famous island, which was called, in the
days of the great traveller Captain Gulliver, the Isle of Laputa.
But Mrs. Bedonebyasyoudid has named it over again the Isle of
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