| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister: it. And these words were in her mind now. There his likeness
stood at full length, confronting her: the spurs on the boots,
the fringed leathern chaparreros, the coiled rope in hand, the
pistol at hip, the rough flannel shirt, and the scarf knotted at
the throat--and then the grave eyes, looking at her. It thrilled
her to meet them, even so. She could read life into them. She
seemed to feel passion come from them, and then something like
reproach. She stood for a long while looking at him, and then,
beating her hands together suddenly, she blew out her light and
went back into bed, but not to sleep.
"You're looking pale, deary," said Mrs. Taylor to her, a few days
The Virginian |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Early Short Fiction of Edith Wharton by Edith Wharton: advantage of your generosity, for I fear Mr. Bracknell has
already trespassed on it too long. You pack of galley-slaves,
you!" he spluttered suddenly, "decoying young innocents with that
devil's bait of yours--" His eye fell on Polixena, and his voice
softened unaccountably. "Ah, well, we must all see the Carnival
once, I suppose," he said. "All's well that ends well, as the
fellow says in the play; and now, if you please, Mr. Bracknell,
if you'll take the reverend gentleman's arm there, we'll bid
adieu to our hospitable entertainers, and right about face for
the Hepzibah."
The End of A Venetian Night's Entertainment
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Danny's Own Story by Don Marquis: verse yourself?"
The old man, he gets red all over his face, and up
into the roots of his white hair, and down into his
white beard, and makes believe he is a little mad at
the old lady fur showing him off that-a-way.
"Mother," he says, "yo' shouldn't have done
that!" They had had a boy years before, and he
had died, but he always called her mother the same
as if the boy was living. He goes into the house
and gets his pipe, and brings it out and lights it,
acting like that book of poetry was a mighty small
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