| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: Alford (another Milo) carried on his back for a wager four bushels
salt-water measure, all the length thereof;" or that the bridge is
a veritable esquire, bearing arms of its own (a ship and bridge
proper on a plain field), and owning lands and tenements in many
parishes, with which the said miraculous bridge has, from time to
time, founded charities, built schools, waged suits at law, and
finally (for this concerns us most) given yearly dinners, and kept
for that purpose (luxurious and liquorish bridge that it was) the
best stocked cellar of wines in all Devon.
To one of these dinners, as it happened, were invited in the year
1583 all the notabilities of Bideford, and beside them Mr. St.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Pagan and Christian Creeds by Edward Carpenter: and Aeschylus were equally enthusiastic?[1]
[1] See Farnell's Cults of the Greek States, vol. iii, p. 194;
also The Mysteries, Pagan and Christian, by S. Cheetham, D.D.
(London, 1897).
Can we doubt, in the light of all that we have already
said, what the answer to these questions is? As with
the first blossoming of self-consciousness in the human
mind came the dawn of an immense cycle of experience--
a cycle indeed of exile from Eden, of suffering and toil and
blind wanderings in the wilderness, yet a cycle absolutely
necessary and unavoidable--so now the redemption, the
Pagan and Christian Creeds |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Memoir of Fleeming Jenkin by Robert Louis Stevenson: sound, after a good passage. . . . I am on familiar terms with
cocoa-nuts, mangoes, and bread-fruit trees, but I think I like the
negresses best of anything I have seen. In turbans and loose sea-
green robes, with beautiful black-brown complexions and a stately
carriage, they really are a satisfaction to my eye. The weather
has been windy and rainy; the HOOPER has to lie about a mile from
the town, in an open roadstead, with the whole swell of the
Atlantic driving straight on shore. The little steam launch gives
all who go in her a good ducking, as she bobs about on the big
rollers; and my old gymnastic practice stands me in good stead on
boarding and leaving her. We clamber down a rope ladder hanging
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