| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Madam How and Lady Why by Charles Kingsley: buttercup, and a little stitchwort, and pignut, and mouse-ear
hawkweed, too, which nobody wants.
Why?
Because they are a sign that I am not a good farmer enough, and
have not quite turned my Wild into Field.
What do you mean?
Look outside the boundary fence, at the moors and woods; they are
forest, Wild--"Wald," as the Germans would call it. Inside the
fence is Field--"Feld," as the Germans would call it. Guess why?
Is it because the trees inside have been felled?
Well, some say so, who know more than I. But now go over the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Resurrection by Leo Tolstoy: "Bother that son of a Turk; he's taken to getting into the
landowner's meadows," said the dark peasant with the unkempt
beard, hearing the cracking of the sorrel stalks that the
neighing colt was galloping over as he came running back from the
scented meadow.
"Do you hear the cracking? We'll have to send the women folk to
weed the meadow when there's a holiday," said the thin peasant
with the torn coat, "or else we'll blunt our scythes."
"Sign," he says. The unkempt man continued giving his opinion of
the landlord's speech. "'Sign,' indeed, and let him swallow you
up."
Resurrection |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from La Grande Breteche by Honore de Balzac: his ill-luck, and perhaps to find consolation. During dinner he had
observed that his wife was very becomingly dressed; he reflected as he
came home from the club that his wife was certainly much better, that
convalescence had improved her beauty, discovering it, as husbands
discover everything, a little too late. Instead of calling Rosalie,
who was in the kitchen at the moment watching the cook and the
coachman playing a puzzling hand at cards, Monsieur de Merret made his
way to his wife's room by the light of his lantern, which he set down
at the lowest step of the stairs. His step, easy to recognize, rang
under the vaulted passage.
"At the instant when the gentleman turned the key to enter his wife's
La Grande Breteche |
