| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Cavalry General by Xenophon: See "Hell." IV. vi. 44.
But let him make up his mind to employ it in guerilla war, and he will
find the force quite competent for that, I warrant. His business, so
at least it seems to me, will be to keep his men perpetually in
readiness to strike a blow, and without exposing himself, to play
sentinel, waiting for any false move on the part of the hostile
armament. And it is a way with soldiers, bear in mind, the more
numerous they are, the more blunders they commit. They must needs
scatter of set purpose[9] in search of provisions; or through the
disorder incidental to a march, some will advance and others lag
behind, beyond a proper limit. Blunders like these, then, our hipparch
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: that there are things done today in electrical science which would
have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity,
who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards.
There are always mysteries in life. Why was it that Methuselah
lived nine hundred years, and `Old Parr'one hundred and sixty-nine,
and yet that poor Lucy, with four men's blood in her poor veins,
could not live even one day? For, had she live one more day,
we could save her. Do you know all the mystery of life and death?
Do you know the altogether of comparative anatomy and can say
wherefore the qualities of brutes are in some men, and not in others?
Can you tell me why, when other spiders die small and soon,
Dracula |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker: are all trained to farriery and such mechanics as come into travel--
I am quite at your service."
"I hardly know how to thank you for your kindness, of which I gladly
avail myself. I don't know what else I can do, as I wish to meet
Mr. Caswall of Castra Regis, who arrives home from Africa to-day.
It is a notable home-coming; all the countryside want to do him
honour." She looked at the old men and quickly made up her mind as
to the identity of the stranger. "You must be Mr. Adam Salton of
Lesser Hill. I am Lady Arabella March of Diana's Grove." As she
spoke she turned slightly to Mr. Salton, who took the hint and made
a formal introduction.
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