| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Lover's Complaint by William Shakespeare: Laund'ring the silken figures in the brine
That season'd woe had pelleted in tears,
And often reading what contents it bears;
As often shrieking undistinguish'd woe,
In clamours of all size, both high and low.
Sometimes her levell'd eyes their carriage ride;
As they did battery to the spheres intend;
Sometime diverted their poor balls are tied
To th' orbed earth; sometimes they do extend
Their view right on; anon their gazes lend
To every place at once, and nowhere fix'd,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Lady Chatterley's Lover by D. H. Lawrence: one eye shut. Not like that blasted Clifford! A lily-livered hound with
never a fuck in him, never had. I like you, my boy, I'll bet you've a
good cod on you; oh, you're a bantam, I can see that. You're a fighter.
Game-keeper! Ha-ha, by crikey, I wouldn't trust my game to you! But
look here, seriously, what are we going to do about it? The world's
full of blasted old women.'
Seriously, they didn't do anything about it, except establish the old
free-masonry of male sensuality between them.
'And look here, my boy, if ever I can do anything for you, you can rely
on me. Game-keeper! Christ, but it's rich! I like it! Oh, I like it!
Shows the girl's got spunk. What? After all, you know, she has her own
Lady Chatterley's Lover |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Chronicles of the Canongate by Walter Scott: these; and if he wished for the ornaments of a gentle lady, or
the sporran of a high chief, though they had been great as
Macallum Mhor himself, MacTavish Mhor would have procured them,
if Elspat had promised them. Elspat is now poor, and has nothing
to give. But the Black Abbot of Inchaffray would have bidden her
scourge her shoulders, and macerate her feet by pilgrimage; and
he would have granted his pardon to her when he saw that her
blood had flowed, and that her flesh had been torn. These were
the priests who had indeed power even with the most powerful;
they threatened the great men of the earth with the word of their
mouth, the sentence of their book, the blaze of their torch, the
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