| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: "Be silent," said the young man. "Six times, vile thing, you
would have betrayed me. Six times you would have deprived me of
joys that should have been mine, and each was greater than that
which went before. Shall I now listen the seventh time? Now,"
said he to the queen, "I will show you our treasure." He called
aloud, "Zadok, Zadok, Zadok!"
Instantly the ground shook beneath their feet, the dust rose in
clouds, and Zadok appeared, as black as ink, and with eyes that
shone like coals of fire.
"I command you," said the young man, "to carry the queen and
myself to the garden where my treasure lies hidden."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Snow Image by Nathaniel Hawthorne: after the fashion of a Turkish caravansary; they had gotten
themselves into the darkest corner of the room, and heedless of
the Nicotian atmosphere, were supping on the bread of their own
ovens, and the bacon cured in their own chimney-smoke. But though
Robin felt a sort of brotherhood with these strangers, his eyes
were attracted from them to a person who stood near the door,
holding whispered conversation with a group of ill-dressed
associates. His features were separately striking almost to
grotesqueness, and the whole face left a deep impression on the
memory. The forehead bulged out into a double prominence, with a
vale between; the nose came boldly forth in an irregular curve,
The Snow Image |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling: that ocean as never was. The three- and four-year-old
holluschickie romped down from Hutchinson's Hill crying: "Out of
the way, youngsters! The sea is deep and you don't know all
that's in it yet. Wait till you've rounded the Horn. Hi, you
yearling, where did you get that white coat?"
"I didn't get it," said Kotick. "It grew." And just as he
was going to roll the speaker over, a couple of black-haired men
with flat red faces came from behind a sand dune, and Kotick, who
had never seen a man before, coughed and lowered his head. The
holluschickie just bundled off a few yards and sat staring
stupidly. The men were no less than Kerick Booterin, the chief of
The Jungle Book |
