| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Garden Party by Katherine Mansfield: bush was very vague. She'd only remembered it once or twice in the
hospital, when she'd been taken bad.
That was a dreadful place--her first place. She was never allowed out.
She never went upstairs except for prayers morning and evening. It was a
fair cellar. And the cook was a cruel woman. She used to snatch away her
letters from home before she'd read them, and throw them in the range
because they made her dreamy...And the beedles! Would you believe it?--
until she came to London she'd never seen a black beedle. Here Ma always
gave a little laugh, as though--not to have seen a black beedle! Well! It
was as if to say you'd never seen your own feet.
When that family was sold up she went as "help" to a doctor's house, and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Reign of King Edward the Third by William Shakespeare: The birds cease singing, and the wandering brooks
Murmur no wonted greeting to their shores;
Silence attends some wonder and expecteth
That heaven should pronounce some prophesy:
Where, or from whom, proceeds this silence, Charles?
CHARLES.
Our men, with open mouths and staring eyes,
Look on each other, as they did attend
Each other's words, and yet no creature speaks;
A tongue-tied fear hath made a midnight hour,
And speeches sleep through all the waking regions.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Kenilworth by Walter Scott: border garnished with gold fringe--I promise you, sir, an
absolute and all-surpassing device. Touching her skirts, they
were in the old pass-devant fashion."
"I did not ask you of her attire, sir," said Tressilian, who had
shown some impatience during this conversation, "but of her
complexion--the colour of her hair, her features."
"Touching her complexion," answered the mercer, "I am not so
special certain, but I marked that her fan had an ivory handle,
curiously inlaid. And then again, as to the colour of her hair,
why, I can warrant, be its hue what it might, that she wore above
it a net of green silk, parcel twisted with gold."
Kenilworth |
