| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Voyage of the Beagle by Charles Darwin: adds that the wasp, in order to find the road, every now and
then made "demi-tours d'environ trois palmes."
[10] Azara's Voyage, vol. i. p. 213
CHAPTER III
MALDONADO
Monte Video -- Excursion to R. Polanco -- Lazo and Bolas --
Partridges -- Absence of Trees -- Deer -- Capybara, or River
Hog -- Tucutuco -- Molothrus, cuckoo-like habits -- Tyrant-
flycatcher -- Mocking-bird -- Carrion Hawks -- Tubes formed
by Lightning -- House struck.
July 5th, 1832 -- In the morning we got under way, and stood
The Voyage of the Beagle |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, etc. by Oscar Wilde: wrists and ankles hung heavy manacles and rusty gyves.
'My dear sir,' said Mr. Otis, 'I really must insist on your oiling
those chains, and have brought you for that purpose a small bottle
of the Tammany Rising Sun Lubricator. It is said to be completely
efficacious upon one application, and there are several
testimonials to that effect on the wrapper from some of our most
eminent native divines. I shall leave it here for you by the
bedroom candles, and will be happy to supply you with more should
you require it.' With these words the United States Minister laid
the bottle down on a marble table, and, closing his door, retired
to rest.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Flower Fables by Louisa May Alcott: the branches of the coral tree.
"They must be here," thought he, and, folding his wings, he plunged
into the deep, cold sea. But he saw only fearful monsters and dark
shapes that gathered round him; and, trembling with fear, he struggled
up again.
The great waves tossed him to and fro, and cast him bruised and faint
upon the shore. Here he lay weeping bitterly, till a voice beside him
said, "Poor little Elf, what has befallen you? These rough waves are
not fit playmates for so delicate a thing as you. Tell me your
sorrow, and I will comfort you."
And Thistle, looking up, saw a white sea-bird at his side, who tried
Flower Fables |
