| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Bride of Lammermoor by Walter Scott: sibyl, "I hae it frae a hand sure eneugh."
"But ye said ye never saw the foul thief," reiterated her
inquisitive companion.
"I hae it frae as sure a hand," said Ailsie, "and frae them that
spaed his fortune before the sark gaed ower his head."
"Hark! I hear his horse's feet riding aff," said the other;
"they dinna sound as if good luck was wi' them."
"Mak haste, sirs," cried the paralytic hag from the cottage,
"and let us do what is needfu', and say what is fitting; for, if
the dead corpse binna straughted, it will girn and thraw, and
that will fear the best o' us."
The Bride of Lammermoor |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lord Arthur Savile's Crime, etc. by Oscar Wilde: head, and twisting into grotesque and fantastic folds the nameless
horror of the dead man's shroud. Then the clock struck the
quarter, and he felt the time was come. He chuckled to himself,
and turned the corner; but no sooner had he done so, than, with a
piteous wail of terror, he fell back, and hid his blanched face in
his long, bony hands. Right in front of him was standing a
horrible spectre, motionless as a carven image, and monstrous as a
madman's dream! Its head was bald and burnished; its face round,
and fat, and white; and hideous laughter seemed to have writhed its
features into an eternal grin. From the eyes streamed rays of
scarlet light, the mouth was a wide well of fire, and a hideous
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Polly of the Circus by Margaret Mayo: and Jim turned away to superintend their loading.
Performers again rushed by each other on their way to and from
the main tent.
Polly stood in the centre of the lot, frowning and anxious. The
mere mention of the pastor's name had made it seem impossible for
her to ride to-night. For hours she had been whipping herself up
to the point of doing it, and now her courage failed her. She
followed Barker as he came from the ring.
"Mr. Barker, please!"
He turned upon her sharply.
"Well, what is it NOW?"
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