| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Dreams & Dust by Don Marquis: But redder thy mouth,
There is nard, there is myrrh, in En Gedi,
From the uplands of Lebanon, heavy
With balsam, the winds
Drift freighted and scented and cedarn--
But thy mouth is more precious than spices!
Thy breasts are twin lilies of Kedron;
White lilies, that sleep
In the shallows where loitering Kedron
Broadens out and is lost in the Jordan;
Globed lilies, so white
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Two Brothers by Honore de Balzac: of the purest virtue. None of these petty details are useless in
teaching the lesson which ought to be learned from this present
history, drawn as it is from the most commonplace interests of life,
but whose bearings are, it may be, only the more widespread. The view
from the windows into the student dens; the tumult of the rapins
below; the necessity of looking up at the sky to escape the miserable
sights of the damp angle of the street; the presence of that portrait,
full of soul and grandeur despite the workmanship of an amateur
painter; the sight of the rich colors, now old and harmonious, in that
calm and placid home; the preference of the mother for her eldest
child; her opposition to the tastes of the younger; in short, the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: "I don't know what you mean, but thanks all the same, and if
Pomfret doesn't mind, this tree is rather grubby."
I got the rug and spread it on the fallen trunk for her. She was
what the Irish are popularly believed to call 'a shlip of a
ghirl,' clad in a dark blue riding-habit that fitted her slim
figure beautifully. No hat covered her thick, blue-black hair,
which was parted in the middle and loosely knotted behind. Here
and there a wisp of it was in the act of escaping. I watched
them greedily. Merry grey eyes and the softest colouring, with a
small red mouth, ready to join the eyes in their laughter if its
owner listed. She was wearing natty little patent-leather boots,
The Brother of Daphne |
