| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: And the melancholy fir-trees
Waved their dark green fans above him,
Waved their purple cones above him,
Sighing with him to console him,
Mingling with his lamentation
Their complaining, their lamenting.
Came the Spring, and all the forest
Looked in vain for Chibiabos;
Sighed the rivulet, Sebowisha,
Sighed the rushes in the meadow.
From the tree-tops sang the bluebird,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Fisherman's Luck by Henry van Dyke: the South Side,--just short of two pounds and a quarter,--small
head, broad tail, and well-rounded sides coloured with orange and
blue and gold and red. A pair of the same kind, one weighing two
pounds and the other a pound and three quarters, were taken by
careful fishing down the lower end of the pool, and then we rowed
home through the dusk, pleasantly convinced that there is no virtue
more certainly rewarded than the patience of anglers, and entirely
willing to put up with a cold supper and a mild reproof for the sake
of sport.
Of course we could not resist the temptation to show those fish to
the neighbours. But, equally of course, we evaded the request to
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Under the Andes by Rex Stout: aside with a great effort and felt him sweep past me.
I turned to swim after them and heard Harry's great shout:
"You got him!"
By the time I reached him the fish had turned over on his back
and was floating on the surface, motionless.
We had still to get him ashore, and, exhausted as we were, it
was no easy task. But there was very little current, and after
half an hour of pulling and shoving we got him into shallow water,
where we could find the bottom with our feet. Then it was easier.
Desiree waded out to us and lent a hand, and in another ten minutes
we had him high and dry on the rock.
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