|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Agesilaus by Xenophon:
approaching, collected and formed up in line to receive them with the
serried squadrons of their cavalry. And now Agesilaus, conscious that
his enemy's infantry had not as yet arrived, whilst on his side no
element in his preparation was lacking, felt that the moment was come
to join battle if he could. Accordingly he sacrificed and advanced
against the opposing lines of cavalry. A detachment of heavy infantry,
the ten-years-service men, had orders to close with them at the run,
while the light infantry division were told to show them the way at a
swinging pace. At the same time he passed the order along the line of
his cavalry to charge in reliance of the support of himself and the
main body in their rear. Charge they did, these troopers, and the pick
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Manon Lescaut by Abbe Prevost:
where they remain screened by a curtain. I returned to St.
Sulpice covered with honours and congratulations. It was six in
the evening. The moment I returned, a lady was announced, who
desired to speak with me. I went to meet her. Heavens! what a
It was Manon. It was she indeed, but more bewitching and
brilliant than I had ever beheld her. She was now in her
eighteenth year. Her beauty beggars all description. The
exquisite grace of her form, the mild sweetness of expression
that animated her features, and her engaging air, made her seem
the very personification of love. The vision was something too
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson:
prevented (as I heard afterwards) by Miss Grant, who told her folk were
never seen to less advantage than from above downward.
On the way home, as soon as I was set free, I upbraided Miss Grant with
"I am sorry you was disappointed," says she demurely. "For my part I
was very pleased. You looked better than I dreaded; you looked - if it
will not make you vain - a mighty pretty young man when you appeared in
the window. You are to remember that she could not see your feet,"
says she, with the manner of one reassuring me.
"O!" cried I, "leave my feet be - they are no bigger than my