|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Songs of Innocence and Experience by William Blake:
The Little Boy Lost
The Little Boy Pound
A Cradle Song
The Divine Image
Songs of Innocence and Experience
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Mrs. Warren's Profession by George Bernard Shaw:
night! Look! [She draws the curtains of the window. The
landscape is seen bathed in the radiance of the harvest moon
rising over Blackdown].
MRS WARREN [with a perfunctory glance at the scene] Yes, dear;
but take care you dont catch your death of cold from the night
VIVIE [contemptuously] Nonsense.
MRS WARREN [querulously] Oh yes: everything I say is nonsense,
according to you.
VIVIE [turning to her quickly] No: really that is not so, mother.
You have got completely the better of me tonight, though I
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle:
knowing that Gascoyne's eyes were resting amusedly upon the
scene, and that the men-at-arms were looking on. Certainly old
Diccon did look droll as he struggled vainly with his vicious
high-necked nag. "Nay, a murrain on thee! an' thou wilt go, go!"
cried he at last, with a savage dig of his heels into the
animal's ribs, and away they clattered, the led-horse kicking up
its heels as a final parting, setting Gascoyne fairly alaughing.
At the bend of the road the old man turned and nodded his head;
the next moment he had disappeared around the angle of the wall,
and it seemed to Myles, as he stood looking after him, as though
the last thread that bound him to his old life had snapped and
Men of Iron