| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Songs of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: Again I longed for the returning morn,
The awaking traffic, the bestirring birds,
The consentaneous trill of tiny song
That weaves round monumental cornices
A passing charm of beauty. Most of all,
For your light foot I wearied, and your knock
That was the glad reveille of my day.
Lo, now, when to your task in the great house
At morning through the portico you pass,
One moment glance, where by the pillared wall
Far-voyaging island gods, begrimed with smoke,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Secret Places of the Heart by H. G. Wells: Richmond's fancy; "after another four thousand years or so,
with different names and fuller minds. And then I suppose
that this ditch won't be the riddle it is now."
"Life didn't seem so complicated then," Sir Richmond mused.
"Our muddles were unconscious. We drifted from mood to mood
and forgot. There was more sunshine then, more laughter
perhaps, and blacker despair. Despair like the despair of
children that can weep itself to sleep. . . . It's
over. . . . Was it battle and massacre that ended that long
afternoon here? Or did the woods catch fire some
exceptionally dry summer, leaving black hills and famine? Or
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Hellenica by Xenophon: necessity, manned their ships in person, gave battle to Pollis under
the leadership of Chabrias, and came out of the sea-fight[36]
victorious.
[35] The promontory at the southern extremity of Euboea.
[36] Battle of Naxos, B.C. 376. For interesting details, see Diod. xv.
35, 35.
B.C. 375. Then the corn supplies flowed freely into Athens. The
Lacedaemonians, on their side, were preparing to transport an army
across the water into Boeotia, when the Thebans sent a request to the
Athenians urging them to despatch an armament round Peloponnesus,
under the persuasion that if this were done the Lacedaemonians would
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