|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Unsocial Socialist by George Bernard Shaw:
"Ah! you got my telegram, I see," said Trefusis. "Many thanks for
coming. Wait for me whilst I put this lady into a cab."
When the cab was engaged, and Gertrude, with her maid, stowed
within, he whispered to her hurriedly:
"In spite of all, I have a leaden pain here" (indicating his
heart). "You have been brave, and I have been wise. Do not speak
to me, but remember that we are friends always and deeply."
He touched her hand, and turned to the cabman, directing him
whither to drive. Gertrude shrank back into a corner of the
vehicle as it departed. Then Trefusis, expanding his chest like a
man just released from some cramping drudgery, rejoined Mr.
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Intentions by Oscar Wilde:
remarkable for MORBIDEZZA, by the scarce Moroni,' and of another
picture being 'pulpy in the carnations.'
But, as a rule, he deals with his impressions of the work as an
artistic whole, and tries to translate those impressions into
words, to give, as it were, the literary equivalent for the
imaginative and mental effect. He was one of the first to develop
what has been called the art-literature of the nineteenth century,
that form of literature which has found in Mr. Ruskin and Mr.
Browning, its two most perfect exponents. His description of
Lancret's REPAS ITALIEN, in which 'a dark-haired girl, "amorous of
mischief," lies on the daisy-powdered grass,' is in some respects
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner:
on a large garden, in the middle of which he could see a little
house of some kind. It was after sunset but he could see things
quite plainly yet for the air was clear and the moon was just
rising. He saw also that in the vacant lot adjoining the garden,
a lot which appeared to have been a garden itself once, there was
a sort of shed. It looked very much damaged but appeared to offer
shelter sufficient for a fine night.
The shed stood on a little raise of the ground near the high iron
fence that protected the large garden. Knoll decided that the
shed would make a good place to spend the night. He climbed the
fence easily and walked across the lot. When he was just settling