| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Talisman by Walter Scott: violence. I have unloosed the bonds which held together this
bunch of sceptres and lances--thou wilt see them shortly fall
asunder."
"I would have called thy plan a good one," said the Templar, "had
there been but one man of courage among yonder cold-blooded
Austrians to sever the bonds of which you speak with his sword.
A knot that is unloosed may again be fastened, but not so the
cord which has been cut to pieces."
CHAPTER XII.
'Tis woman that seduces all mankind. GAY.
In the days of chivalry, a dangerous post or a perilous adventure
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: their name, I have ever found the Knight of Ardenvohr brave in
war, honest in peace, and true in council."
"Of his own disposition," said Montrose, "such he is undoubtedly;
but he now acts as the organ or mouth-piece of his Chief, the
Marquis, the falsest man that ever drew breath. And, M'Aulay,"
he continued in a whisper to his host, "lest he should make some
impression upon the inexperience of Menteith, or the singular
disposition of your brother, you had better send music into their
chamber, to prevent his inveigling them into any private
conference."
"The devil a musician have I," answered M'Aulay, "excepting the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: of the whole affair; I was tired of being so empty.
At length the dwarf stirred. He sat up, yawned, sneezed, shook himself,
and began to rake among the burning embers of my fire with his naked
hand. Presently he found the white stone, which was now red-hot--at any
rate it glowed as though it were--and after examining it for a moment
finally popped it into his mouth! Then he hunted in the other fire for
the black stone, which he treated in a similar fashion. The next thing
I remember was that the fires, which had died away almost to nothing,
were burning very brightly again, I suppose because someone had put fuel
on them, and Zikali was speaking.
"Come here, O Macumazana and O Son of Matiwane," he said, "and I will
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