| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Maid Marian by Thomas Love Peacock: and we shall be all flowers."
"That you will," said the knight; "and the sweetest and
brightest of all the flowers of the May, my pretty damsels."
On which all the pretty damsels smiled at him and each other.
"And there will be all sorts of May-games, and there will
be prizes for archery, and there will be the knight's ale,
and the foresters' venison, and there will be Kit Scrapesqueak
with his fiddle, and little Tom Whistlerap with his fife and tabor,
and Sam Trumtwang with his harp, and Peter Muggledrone with
his bagpipe, and how I shall dance with Will Whitethorn!"
added the girl, clapping her hands as she spoke, and bounding
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: "I do love you very much," she said; "but I do not know if I want to marry
you. I love you better than Waldo, but I can't tell if I love you better
than Lyndall. If you would let me wait for a week I think perhaps I could
tell you."
Gregory picked up the cloak and wrapped it round her.
"If you could but love me as I love you," he said; "but no woman can love
as a man can. I will wait till Saturday. I will not once come near you
till then. Good-bye! Oh, Em," he said, turning again, and twining his arm
about her, and kissing her surprised little mouth, "if you are not my wife
I cannot live. I have never loved another woman, and I never shall!--
never, never!"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Long Odds by H. Rider Haggard: beauty of death; and all those lines and blots of vapour wrote one great
word across the surface of the country, and that word was 'fever.'
"It was a dreadful year of illness that. I came, I remember, to one
little kraal of Knobnoses, and went up to it to see if I could get some
'maas', or curdled butter-milk, and a few mealies. As I drew near I was
struck with the silence of the place. No children began to chatter, and
no dogs barked. Nor could I see any native sheep or cattle. The place,
though it had evidently been inhabited of late, was as still as the bush
round it, and some guinea-fowl got up out of the prickly pear bushes
right at the kraal gate. I remember that I hesitated a little before
going in, there was such an air of desolation about the spot. Nature
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