| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Long Odds by H. Rider Haggard: the blood, and started on again.
"I had noticed that the lioness went into a thick green bush, or rather
cluster of bushes, growing near the water, about fifty yards higher up,
for there was a little stream running down the kloof, and I walked
towards this bush. When I got there, however, I could see nothing, so I
took up a big stone and threw it into the bushes. I believe that it hit
the other cub, for out it came with a rush, giving me a broadside shot,
of which I promptly availed myself, knocking it over dead. Out, too,
came the lioness like a flash of light, but quick as she went I managed
to put the other bullet into her ribs, so that she rolled right over
three times like a shot rabbit. I instantly got two more cartridges
Long Odds |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from War and the Future by H. G. Wells: already Allies and one is incurably pacific. There is no other
power or people in the world that can go to war now without the
consent and connivance of these great powers. If we consider
their alliances, we may count it that the matter rests now
between two groups of Allies and one neutral power. So that
while on the one hand the development of modern warfare of which
the Tank is the present symbol opens a prospect of limitless
senseless destruction, it opens on the other hand a prospect of
organised world control. This Tank development must ultimately
bring the need of a real permanent settlement within the compass
of the meanest of diplomatic intelligences. A peace that will
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Taming of the Shrew by William Shakespeare: Above the morning lark: or wilt thou hunt?
Thy hounds shall make the welkin answer them
And fetch shall echoes from the hollow earth.
FIRST SERVANT.
Say thou wilt course; thy greyhounds are as swift
As breathed stags; ay, fleeter than the roe.
SECOND SERVANT.
Dost thou love pictures? We will fetch thee straight
Adonis painted by a running brook,
And Cytherea all in sedges hid,
Which seem to move and wanton with her breath
The Taming of the Shrew |
