| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Elizabeth and her German Garden by Marie Annette Beauchamp: the first who ever burst--"
"'Into that silent sea,'" finished Minora hastily.
"You can't quote that without its context, you know."
"But I wasn't going to," said Irais meekly; "I only paused to breathe.
I must breathe, or perhaps I might die."
The lights from my energetic friend's Schloss shone brightly down
upon us as we passed round the base of the hill on which it stands;
she is very proud of this hill, as well she may be, seeing that it
is the only one in the whole district.
"Do you never go there?" asked Minora, jerking her head
in the direction of the house.
Elizabeth and her German Garden |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Father Damien by Robert Louis Stevenson: Hyde think otherwise?
Damien DID NOT STAY AT THE SETTLEMENT, ETC.
It is true he was allowed many indulgences. Am I to understand
that you blame the father for profiting by these, or the officers
for granting them? In either case, it is a mighty Spartan standard
to issue from the house on Beretania Street; and I am convinced you
will find yourself with few supporters.
Damien HAD NO HAND IN THE REFORMS, ETC.
I think even you will admit that I have already been frank in my
description of the man I am defending; but before I take you up
upon this head, I will be franker still, and tell you that perhaps
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Troll Garden and Selected Stories by Willa Cather: was just sinking behind the stubble in a vast, clear sky, and the
shadows drew across the fields so rapidly that Nils could scarcely
keep in sight the dark figure on the road. When he overtook her he
caught her horse by the bridle. Norman reared, and Nils was
frightened for her; but Clara kept her seat.
"Let me go, Nils Ericson!" she cried. "I hate you more than
any of them. You were created to torture me, the whole tribe of
you--to make me suffer in every possible way."
She struck her horse again and galloped away from him. Nils
set his teeth and looked thoughtful. He rode slowly home along the
deserted road, watching the stars come out in the clear violet sky.
The Troll Garden and Selected Stories |
