| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from McTeague by Frank Norris: car-boy--he swung him wide, as a hammer-thrower swings his
hammer. Marcus's feet flipped from the ground, he spun
through the air about McTeague as helpless as a bundle of
clothes. All at once there was a sharp snap, almost like
the report of a small pistol. Then Marcus rolled over and
over upon the ground as McTeague released his grip; his arm,
the one the dentist had seized, bending suddenly, as though
a third joint had formed between wrist and elbow. The arm
was broken.
But by this time every one was crying out at once. Heise
and Ryan ran in between the two men. Selina turned her head
McTeague |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde: HERODE. Ah! il a fait un poeme satirique contre eux? Cesar est
merveilleux. Il peut tout faire . . . C'est etrange qu'il se soit
tue, le jeune Syrien. Je le regrette. Oui, je le regrette
beaucoup. Car il etait beau. Il etait meme tres beau. Il avait
des yeux tres langoureux. Je me rappelle que je l'ai vu regardant
Salome d'une facon langoureuse. En effet, j'ai trouve qu'il l'avait
un peu trop regardee.
HERODIAS. Il y en a d'autres qui la regardent trop.
HERODE. Son pere etait roi. Je l'ai chasse de son royaume. Et de
sa mere qui etait reine vous avez fait une esclave, Herodias.
Ainsi, il etait ici comme un hote. C'etait e cause de cela que je
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Egmont by Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe: only better counsellors.
Soest. No, no! He has no affection for us Netherlanders; he has no heart
for the people; he loves us not; how then can we love him? Why is
everybody so fond of Count Egmont? Why are we all so devoted to him?
Why, because one can read in his face that he loves us; because
joyousness, open-heartedness, and good-nature, speak in his eyes; because
he possesses nothing that he does not share with him who needs it, ay, and
with him who needs it not. Long live Count Egmont! Buyck, it is for you
to give the first toast; give us your master's health.
Buyck. With all my heart; here's to Count Egmont! Hurrah!
Ruysum Conqueror of St. Quintin.
Egmont |
