| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Helen of Troy And Other Poems by Sara Teasdale: (The knight wakes. It is now quite dark.)
There is a tourney toward; your enemy
Has challenged you. My lord, make haste to come!
(The knight rises and gropes his way toward the stairs.)
K.
I will make haste. Await me where you are.
(To himself.)
There was a lady on this tower with me ----
(He glances around hurriedly but does not see her in the darkness.)
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My lord has far to ride before the dawn!
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The First Men In The Moon by H. G. Wells: one sees it, its waters rise and fall in an oily swell, and flakes and big
rafts of shining, bubbly foam drift with the sluggish, faintly glowing
current. The Selenites navigate its cavernous straits and lagoons in
little shallow boats of a canoe-like shape; and even before my journey to
the galleries about the Grand Lunar, who is Master of the Moon, I was
permitted to make a brief excursion on its waters.
"The caverns and passages are naturally very tortuous. A large proportion
of these ways are known only to expert pilots among the fishermen, and not
infrequently Selenites are lost for ever in their labyrinths. In their
remoter recesses, I am told, strange creatures lurk, some of them terrible
and dangerous creatures that all the science of the moon has been unable
The First Men In The Moon |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Some Reminiscences by Joseph Conrad: many years ago in the clear flush of a cold pale sunrise I have
not forgotten. How could I--the first English ship on whose side
I ever laid my hand! The name--I read it letter by letter on the
bow--was "James Westoll." Not very romantic you will say. The
name of a very considerable, well-known and universally respected
North-country shipowner, I believe. James Westoll! What better
name could an honourable hard-working ship have? To me the very
grouping of the letters is alive with the romantic feeling of her
reality as I saw her floating motionless, and borrowing an ideal
grace from the austere purity of the light.
We were then very near her and, on a sudden impulse, I
Some Reminiscences |
