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Today's Stichomancy for Michael York

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Child's Garden of Verses by Robert Louis Stevenson:

O Leerie, I'll go round at night and light the lamps with you!

For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door, And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more; And oh! before you hurry by with ladder and with light; O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!

XXXI My Bed is a Boat

My bed is like a little boat; Nurse helps me in when I embark; She girds me in my sailor's coat And starts me in the dark.


A Child's Garden of Verses
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Taras Bulba and Other Tales by Nikolai Vasilievich Gogol:

recognise the Pidorka of former days. No blushes, no smiles: she was thin and worn with grief, and had wept her bright eyes away. Once some one who took pity on her advised her to go to the witch who dwelt in the Bear's ravine, and enjoyed the reputation of being able to cure every disease in the world. She determined to try that last remedy: and finally persuaded the old woman to come to her. This was on St. John's Eve, as it chanced. Peter lay insensible on the bench, and did not observe the newcomer. Slowly he rose, and looked about him. Suddenly he trembled in every limb, as though he were on the scaffold: his hair rose upon his head, and he laughed a laugh that filled Pidorka's heart with fear.


Taras Bulba and Other Tales
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde:

femme hysterique qui va cherchant des amants partout. Elle est nue aussi. Elle est toute nue. Les nuages cherchent e la vetir, mais elle ne veut pas. Elle chancelle e travers les nuages comme une femme ivre . . . Je suis sur qu'elle cherche des amants . . . N'est- ce pas qu'elle chancelle comme une femme ivre? Elle ressemble e une femme hysterique, n'est-ce pas?

HERODIAS. Non. La lune ressemble e la lune, c'est tout . . . Rentrons Vous n'avez rien e faire ici.

HERODE. Je resterai! Manasse, mettez des tapis le. Allumez des flambeaux. Apportez les tables d'ivoire, et les tables de jaspe. L'air ici est delicieux. Je boirai encore du vin avec mes hotes.