|
The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: She wanted to forget, to forget the world, and all the dreadful,
carrion-bodied people. 'Ye must be born again! I believe in the
resurrection of the body! Except a grain of wheat fall into the earth
and die, it shall by no means bring forth. When the crocus cometh forth
I too will emerge and see the sun!' In the wind of March endless
phrases swept through her consciousness.
Little gusts of sunshine blew, strangely bright, and lit up the
celandines at the wood's edge, under the hazel-rods, they spangled out
bright and yellow. And the wood was still, stiller, but yet gusty with
crossing sun. The first windflowers were out, and all the wood seemed
pale with the pallor of endless little anemones, sprinkling the shaken
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
