| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: now for seven miles, with but a slight ascent. Then turning off to
the left we began to climb sharply through the forest. There we
found abundance of the lovely Alpenrosen, which do not bloom on the
lower ground. Their colour is a deep, glowing pink, and when a
Tyrolese girl gives you one of these flowers to stick in the band
of your hat, you may know that you have found favour in her eyes.
Through the wood the cuckoo was calling--the bird which reverses
the law of good children, and insists on being heard, but not seen.
When the forest was at an end we found ourselves at the foot of an
alp which sloped steeply up to the Five Towers of Averau. The
effect of these enormous masses of rock, standing out in lonely
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Poems by Bronte Sisters: Shone in her eyes more clear than mirth.
And when attired in rich array,
Light, lustrous hair about her brow,
She yonder sat, a kind of day
Lit up what seems so gloomy now.
These grim oak walls even then were grim;
That old carved chair was then antique;
But what around looked dusk and dim
Served as a foil to her fresh cheek;
Her neck and arms, of hue so fair,
Eyes of unclouded, smiling light;
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen: shall you change horses? Oh! Bromley, of course. If you
mention my name at the Bell, you will be attended to."
Lady Catherine had many other questions to ask respecting their
journey, and as she did not answer them all herself, attention was
necessary, which Elizabeth believed to be lucky for her; or, with
a mind so occupied, she might have forgotten where she was.
Reflection must be reserved for solitary hours; whenever she
was alone, she gave way to it as the greatest relief; and not a day
went by without a solitary walk, in which she might indulge in all
the delight of unpleasant recollections.
Mr. Darcy's letter she was in a fair way of soon knowing by
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