| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Adam Bede by George Eliot: say that."
"Then I knowna nought as gi'es me a right to say as the year's
turned, for all I feel it fust thing when I get up i' th' morning.
She isna fond o' Seth, I reckon, is she? She doesna want to marry
HIM? But I can see as she doesna behave tow'rt thee as she daes
tow'rt Seth. She makes no more o' Seth's coming a-nigh her nor if
he war Gyp, but she's all of a tremble when thee't a-sittin' down
by her at breakfast an' a-looking at her. Thee think'st thy
mother knows nought, but she war alive afore thee wast born."
"But thee canstna be sure as the trembling means love?" said Adam
anxiously.
Adam Bede |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine: last dollar I'm a-going to do it."
His prisoner turned from the rail against which he was leaning to
the captain. Pinpoints of light were gleaming in the big eyes.
"How much safer do you want me than this?"
Green expectorated at a chip in the water and shifted his quid.
"You've got brains, son. No telling what you might try to do. But
see here. You're no drunken beachcomber. I know a gentleman when I
see one. Gimme your word you'll not try to skip out or send a
message back to the States and I'll go easy on you. I'm so dashed
kindhearted, I am, that--"
Jeff leaped to the rail, stood poised an instant, and dived into
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Paradise Lost by John Milton: He scare had ceased when the superior Fiend
Was moving toward the shore; his ponderous shield,
Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round,
Behind him cast. The broad circumference
Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb
Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views
At evening, from the top of Fesole,
Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands,
Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
His spear--to equal which the tallest pine
Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast
Paradise Lost |
