| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: before he had summoned Myles from France, but upon the King it
fell like the shock of a sudden blow. All that day he kept
himself in moody seclusion, nursing his silent, bitter anger, and
making only one outbreak, in which he swore by the Holy Rood that
should Myles be worsted in the encounter, he would not take the
battle into his own hands, but would suffer him to be slain, and
furthermore, that should the Earl show signs of failing at any
time, he would do all in his power to save him. One of the
courtiers who had been present, and who was secretly inclined to
the Prince of Wales's faction, had repeated this speech at
Scotland Yard, and the Prince had said, "That meaneth, Myles,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Vailima Prayers & Sabbath Morn by Robert Louis Stevenson: ANOTHER IN TIME OF RAIN
LORD, Thou sendest down rain upon the uncounted millions of the
forest, and givest the trees to drink exceedingly. We are here
upon this isle a few handfuls of men, and how many myriads upon
myriads of stalwart trees! Teach us the lesson of the trees. The
sea around us, which this rain recruits, teems with the race of
fish; teach us, Lord, the meaning of the fishes. Let us see
ourselves for what we are, one out of the countless number of the
clans of thy handiwork. When we would despair, let us remember
that these also please and serve Thee.
BEFORE A TEMPORARY SEPARATION
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Elizabeth and her German Garden by Marie Annette Beauchamp: During the first part, when it was still dark, I glowed
with enthusiasm, with the spirit of adventure, with delight
at the prospect of so soon seeing the loved place again;
and thought with wonder of the long years I had allowed to pass
since last I was there. Of what I should say to the cousins,
and of how I should introduce myself into their midst,
I did not think at all: the pilgrim spirit was upon me,
the unpractical spirit that takes no thought for anything,
but simply wanders along enjoying its own emotions.
It was a quiet, sad morning, and there was a thick mist.
By the time I was in the little train on the light railway
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