| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: 'What, crusty? cries Will in a taking,
Who would not be crusty with half a year's baking?'
I think this quip would leave us cold. The 'Isles of Greece' seem
rather tawdry too; but on the 'Address to the Ocean,' or on 'The
Dying Gladiator,' 'time has writ no wrinkle.'
'Tis the morn, but dim and dark,
Whither flies the silent lark?' -
does the reader recall the moment when his eye first fell upon these
lines in the Fourth Reader; and 'surprised with joy, impatient as the
wind,' he plunged into the sequel? And there was another piece, this
time in prose, which none can have forgotten; many like me must have
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from King James Bible: shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead,
thou shalt be saved.
ROM 10:10 For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with
the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
ROM 10:11 For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not
be ashamed.
ROM 10:12 For there is no difference between the Jew and the Greek: for
the same Lord over all is rich unto all that call upon him.
ROM 10:13 For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be
saved.
ROM 10:14 How then shall they call on him in whom they have not
King James Bible |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Of The Nature of Things by Lucretius: Swift ocean cuts her boundaries from the shores
Of the Italic mainland. Here the waste
Charybdis; and here Aetna rumbles threats
To gather anew such furies of its flames
As with its force anew to vomit fires,
Belched from its throat, and skyward bear anew
Its lightnings' flash. And though for much she seem
The mighty and the wondrous isle to men,
Most rich in all good things, and fortified
With generous strength of heroes, she hath ne'er
Possessed within her aught of more renown,
Of The Nature of Things |
