| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Weir of Hermiston by Robert Louis Stevenson: deepestmost pairts of the sea."
"O, my lamb, ye must never say the like of that!" she cried. "Ye're to
honour faither and mother, dear, that your days may be long in the land.
It's Atheists that cry out against him - French Atheists, Erchie! Ye
would never surely even yourself down to be saying the same thing as
French Atheists? It would break my heart to think that of you. And O,
Erchie, here are'na YOU setting up to JUDGE? And have ye no forgot
God's plain command - the First with Promise, dear? Mind you upon the
beam and the mote!"
Having thus carried the war into the enemy's camp, the terrified lady
breathed again. And no doubt it is easy thus to circumvent a child with
|
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Agnes Grey by Anne Bronte: BESIDES the old lady, there was another relative of the family,
whose visits were a great annoyance to me - this was 'Uncle
Robson,' Mrs. Bloomfield's brother; a tall, self-sufficient fellow,
with dark hair and sallow complexion like his sister, a nose that
seemed to disdain the earth, and little grey eyes, frequently half-
closed, with a mixture of real stupidity and affected contempt of
all surrounding objects. He was a thick-set, strongly-built man,
but he had found some means of compressing his waist into a
remarkably small compass; and that, together with the unnatural
stillness of his form, showed that the lofty-minded, manly Mr.
Robson, the scorner of the female sex, was not above the foppery of
Agnes Grey |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine: college. It stood for something he could not phrase, something
spiritually fine and intellectually strong. When he thought of the
noble motto of the university, "To Serve," it was always with a
lifted emotion that was half a prayer. His professors went clothed
in majesty. The chancellor was of godlike dimensions. Even the
seniors carried with them an impalpable aura of learning.
The illusion was helped by reason of the very contrast between the
jostling competition of the street and the academic air of harmony
in which he now found himself. For the first time was lifted the
sense of struggle that had always been with him.
The outstanding notes of his boyhood had been poverty and
|
