附：【本作品来自互联网,本人不做任何负责】内容版权归作者所有。1 Pip meets a strangerMy first name was Philip，but when I was a small child I could only manage to say Pip．So Pip was what every-body called me．I lived in a small village in Essex with my sister，who was over twenty years older than me，and married to Joe Gargery，the village blacksmith．My parents had died when I was a baby，so I could not remember them at all，but quite often I used to visit the churchyard，abut a mile from the village，to look at their names on their gravestones．My first memory is of sitting on a gravestone in that church-yard one cold，grey，December　

History of Friedrich II of Prussia V 16By Thomas CarlyleBOOK XVI.THE TEN YEARS OF PEACE.1746-1756.Chapter I.SANS-SOUCI.Friedrich has now climbed the heights, and sees himself on the upper table-land of Victory and Success; his desperate life-and- death struggles triumphantly ended. What may be ahead, nobody knows; but here is fair outlook that his enemies and Austria itself have had enough of him. No wringing of his Silesia from this "bad Man." Not to be overset, this one, by never such exertions; oversets US, on the contrary, plunges us heels-over-head into the ditch, so often as we like to 　

1790THE CRITIQUE OF JUDGEMENTby Immanuel Kanttranslated by James Creed MeredithPREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION 1790.The faculty of knowledge from a priori principles may be called pure reason, and the general investigation into its possibility and bounds the Critique of Pure Reason. This is permissible although "pure reason," as was the case with the same use of terms in our first work, is only intended to denote reason in its theoretical employment, and although there is no desire to bring under review its faculty as practical reason and its special principles as such. That Critique is, then, a　

IS SHAKESPEARE DEAD?(from My Autobiography)Scattered here and there through the stacks of unpublishedmanuscript which constitute this formidable Autobiography andDiary of mine, certain chapters will in some distant future befound which deal with "Claimants"claimants historicallynotorious: Satan, Claimant; the Golden Calf, Claimant; theVeiled Prophet of Khorassan, Claimant; Louis XVII., Claimant;William Shakespeare, Claimant; Arthur Orton, Claimant; Mary BakerG. Eddy, Claimantand the rest of them. Eminent Claimants,successful Claimants, defeated Claimants, royal Claimants, pleb...　

The Island Phariseesby John Galsworthy"But this is a worshipful society"KING JOHNPREFACEEach man born into the world is born like Shelton in this bookto goa journey, and for the most part he is born on the high road. Atfirst he sits there in the dust, with his little chubby handsreaching at nothing, and his little solemn eyes staring into space.As soon as he can toddle, he moves, by the queer instinct we call thelove of life, straight along this road, looking neither to the rightnor left, so pleased is he to walk. And he is charmed with...　

The Lazy Tour of Two Idle Apprenticesby Charles DickensCHAPTER IIn the autumn month of September, eighteen hundred and fifty-seven,wherein these presents bear date, two idle apprentices, exhaustedby the long, hot summer, and the long, hot work it had brought withit, ran away from their employer. They were bound to a highlymeritorious lady (named Literature), of fair credit and repute,though, it must be acknowledged, not quite so highly esteemed inthe City as she might be. This is the more remarkable, as there is...　

Mark Twain, A Biography, 1900-1907By Albert Bigelow PaineVOLUME III, Part 1: 1900-1907CCXIITHE RETURN OF THE CONQUERORIt would be hard to exaggerate the stir which the newspapers and thepublic generally made over the homecoming of Mark Twain. He had leftAmerica, staggering under heavy obligation and set out on a pilgrimage ofredemption. At the moment when this Mecca, was in view a great sorrowhad befallen him and, stirred a world-wide and soul-deep tide of humansympathy. Then there had followed such ovation as has seldom beenconferred upon a private citizen, and now approaching old age, st　

The Merry Adventures of Robin Hoodby Howard PylePREFACEFROM THE AUTHOR TO THE READERYou who so plod amid serious things that you feel it shame to giveyourself up even for a few short moments to mirth and joyousnessin the land of Fancy; you who think that life hath nought to do withinnocent laughter that can harm no one; these pages are not for you.Clap to the leaves and go no farther than this, for I tell you plainlythat if you go farther you will be scandalized by seeing good,sober folks of real history so frisk and caper in gay colors and motleythat you would not know them but for the names　

Deruesby Alexandre Dumas, PereOne September afternoon in 1751, towards half-past five, about a score of small boys, chattering, pushing, and tumbling over one another like a covey of partridges, issued from one of the religious schools of Chartres. The joy of the little troop just escaped from a long and wearisome captivity was doubly great: a slight accident to one of the teachers had caused the class to be dismissed half an hour earlier than usual, and in consequence of the extra work thrown on the teaching staff the brother whose duty it was to see all the scholars safe home was compelled　

Sheby H. Ryder HaggardCHAPTER IMY VISITORTHERE are some events of which each circumstance andsurrounding detail seems to be graven on the memory insuch fashion that we cannot forget it, and so it iswith the scene that I am about to describe. It risesas clearly before my mind at this moment as though ithad happened yesterday.It was in this very month something over twenty yearsago that I, Ludwig Horace Holly, was sitting one nightin my rooms at Cambridge, grinding away at somemathematical work, I forget what. I was to go up for...