| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Sportsman by Xenophon: lazy to run the line honestly.
[19] Reading {tremousi}, "fall a-trembling"; al. {atremousi}, stand
stock-still"; i.e. are "dwellers."
A particular sort may be described as hounds which, when hunting or
pursuing, run forward with a frequent eye to the discoveries of the
rest of the pack, because they have no confidence in themselves.
Another sort is over-confident--not letting the cleverer members of
the pack go on ahead, but keeping them back with nonsensical clamour.
Others will wilfully hug every false scent,[20] and with a tremendous
display of eagerness, whatever they chance upon, will take the lead,
conscious all the while they are playing false;[21] whilst another
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tik-Tok of Oz by L. Frank Baum: girl.
"No one knows that," answered Polychrome. "But I
don't think it matters much."
"It matters a good deal, if we also hit the
stars when we come out," said Queen Ann, with a
moan.
"Don't worry," advised Polychrome. "I believe
the Magician was going the other way, and probably
he went much faster than we are going."
"It's fast enough to suit me," remarked
Shaggy, gently removing Polychrome's heel
Tik-Tok of Oz |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: "Why don't you keep that baby quiet?" said the Man, who had just drunk
enough beer to make him feel very brave and master of his house.
"If you don't keep that baby quiet you'll know why later on."
They burst out laughing as she stumbled back into the bedroom.
"I don't believe Holy Mary could keep him quiet," she murmured. "Did Jesus
cry like this when He was little? If I was not so tired perhaps I could do
it; but the baby just knows that I want to go to sleep. And there is going
to be another one."
She flung the baby on the bed, and stood looking at him with terror.
From the next room there came the jingle of glasses and the warm sound of
laughter.
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