| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Poems by Bronte Sisters: Under the black oak rafters grim.
The close air of the grated tower
Stifles a heart that scarce can beat,
And, though so late and lone the hour,
Forth pass her wandering, faltering feet;
And on the pavement spread before
The long front of the mansion grey,
Her steps imprint the night-frost hoar,
Which pale on grass and granite lay.
Not long she stayed where misty moon
And shimmering stars could on her look,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard: coin is too; and they're for splitting it up to-night, and ducking
it out of New York for a while to get under cover." He laughed out
suddenly, raucously. "They will - eh? I'll show them - the
yellow-streaked pups! They wouldn't listen to me - and it meant
that you and I were thrown down for fair. If we're caught, it's
the chair. I'll show them! When I saw it wasn't any use trying to
get them to stick, I pretended to agree with them. See? I said
they could go around and dig up the rest of the gang, and if the
others felt the same way about it, they were all to come over to
the garret, and I'd be waiting for them, - and we'd split up the
swag, and everybody'd be on his own after that." Again he laughed
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Miracle Mongers and Their Methods by Harry Houdini: the methods of the sword-swallowers.
Cliquot, who was one of the most prominent
sword-swallowers of his time, finally ``reformed''
and is now a music hall agent in England.
The Strand Magazine (1896) has this
to say of Cliquot and his art:
The Chevalier Cliquot (these fellows
MUST have titles) in the act of swallowing
the major part of a cavalry sword 22
inches long.
Cliquot, whose name suggests the
Miracle Mongers and Their Methods |
