| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Lover's Complaint by William Shakespeare: And often kiss'd, and often 'gan to tear;
Cried, 'O false blood, thou register of lies,
What unapproved witness dost thou bear!
Ink would have seem'd more black and damned here!'
This said, in top of rage the lines she rents,
Big discontent so breaking their contents.
A reverend man that grazed his cattle nigh,
Sometime a blusterer, that the ruffle knew
Of court, of city, and had let go by
The swiftest hours, observed as they flew,
Towards this afflicted fancy fastly drew;
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: Joe noted, however, that the larger raft had been prepared with some thought
for the comfort of the girls. The floor of the little hut was raised so that
the waves which broke over the logs could not reach it. Taking a peep into
the structure, Joe was pleased to see that Nell and Kate would be comfortable,
even during a storm. A buffalo robe and two red blankets gave to the interior
a cozy, warm look. He observed that some of the girls' luggage was already on
board.
"When'll we be off?" he inquired.
"Sun-up," answered Lynn, briefly.
"I'm glad of that. I like to be on the go in the early morning," said Joe,
cheerfully.
The Spirit of the Border |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Buttered Side Down by Edna Ferber: Schultz and the leading lady prepared to go home. Before they
left, the M. E. ladies came over to Pearlie's booth and personally
congratulated the leading lady, and thanked her for the interest
she had taken in the cause, and the secretary of the Epworth League
asked her to come to the tea that was to be held at her home the
following Tuesday. The leading lady thanked her and said she'd
come if she could.
Escorted by a bodyguard of gray suits and lavender-striped
shirts Pearlie and her friend, Miss Evans, walked toward the hotel.
The attentive bodyguard confessed itself puzzled.
"Aren't you staying at Pearlie's house?" asked Sid tenderly,
Buttered Side Down |
