Sword Blades and Poppy Seedby Amy LowellPrefaceNo one expects a man to make a chair without first learning how,but there is a popular impression that the poet is born, not made,and that his verses burst from his overflowing heart of themselves.As a matter of fact, the poet must learn his trade in the same manner,and with the same painstaking care, as the cabinet-maker.His heart may overflow with high thoughts and sparkling fancies,but if he cannot convey them to his reader by means of the written wordhe has no claim to be considered a poet. A workman may be pardoned,...
She Stoops to Conquerby Oliver GoldsmithSHE STOOPS TO CONQUER;OR,THE MISTAKES OF A NIGHT.A COMEDY.To SAMUEL JOHNSON, LL.D.Dear Sir,By inscribing this slight performance to you, I do not mean so much to compliment you as myself. It may do me some honour to inform the public, that I have lived many years in intimacy with you. It may serve the interests of mankind also to inform them, that the greatest wit may be found in a character, without impairing the most unaffected piety.I have, particularly, reason to thank you for your partiality to this performance. The undertaking a comedy not mere
Madame BovaryBy Gustave FlaubertTranslated from the French by Eleanor Marx-AvelingTo Marie-Antoine-Jules SenardMember of the Paris Bar, Ex-President of the National Assembly,and Former Minister of the InteriorDear and Illustrious Friend,Permit me to inscribe your name at the head of this book, andabove its dedication; for it is to you, before all, that I oweits publication. Reading over your magnificent defence, my workhas acquired for myself, as it were, an unexpected authority.Accept, then, here, the homage of my gratitude, which, how greatsoever it is, will never attain the height of your
VisitorsI think that I love society as much as most, and am ready enoughto fasten myself like a bloodsucker for the time to any full-bloodedman that comes in my way. I am naturally no hermit, but mightpossibly sit out the sturdiest frequenter of the bar-room, if mybusiness called me thither.I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two forfriendship, three for society. When visitors came in larger andunexpected numbers there was but the third chair for them all, butthey generally economized the room by standing up. It is surprising...
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。1The old seaman SquireSquire Trelawney, Dr Livesey, and the others have asked me to write down all I know about Treasure Island .My name is Jim Hawkins, and I was in the story right from the start, back in 17-.I was only a boy then, and it all began at the time my father owned the Admiral Benbow inn, at Black Hill Cove .I remember so clearly the day when the old seaman came to stay-I can almost see him in front of me as I write.He arrived with his sea-chest, a tall, strong man with a cut across one cheek. He sang that old sea sang as he walked up to the inn door
The Sequel of Appomattox, A Chronicle of the Reunion of the Statesby Walter Lynwood FlemingCHAPTER I. THE AFTERMATH OF WARWhen the armies of the Union and of the Confederacy were disbanded in 1865, two matters had been settled beyond further dispute: the Negro was to be free, and the Union was to be perpetuated. But, though slavery and state sovereignty were no longer at issue, there were still many problems which pressed for solution. The huge task of reconstruction must be faced. The nature of the situation required that the measures of reconstruction be first formulated in Washington by th
THE HAUNTED HOTEL A Mystery of Modern VeniceTHE HAUNTEDHOTEL A Mystery ofModern Veniceby Wilkie Collins (1824-1889)(after the edition of Chatto & Windus, London, 1879)1- Page 2-THE HAUNTED HOTEL A Mystery of Modern VeniceCHAPTER IIn the year 1860, the reputation of Doctor Wybrow as a Londonphysician reached its highest point. It was reported on good authority...
Chapter XIX of Volume III (Chap. 61)HAPPY for all her maternal feelings was the day on which Mrs. Bennet got rid of her two most deserving daughters. With what delighted pride she afterwards visited Mrs. Bingley, and talked of Mrs. Darcy, may be guessed. I wish I could say, for the sake of her family, that the accomplishment of her earnest desire in the establishment of so many of her children produced so happy an effect as to make her a sensible, amiable, well-informed woman for the rest of her life; though perhaps it was lucky for her husband, who might not have relished domestic felicity i
CAMILLE (LA DAME AUX CAMILIAS)CAMILLE (LA DAMEAUX CAMILIAS)by ALEXANDRE DUMAS fils1- Page 2-CAMILLE (LA DAME AUX CAMILIAS)CHAPTER IIn my opinion, it is impossible to create characters until one has spenta long time in studying men, as it is impossible to speak a language until ithas been seriously acquired. Not being old enough to invent, I contentmyself with narrating, and I beg the reader to assure himself of the truth of...
IN THE town there were two mutes, and they were alwaystogether. Early every morning they would come out fromthe house where they lived and walk arm in arm down thestreet to work. The two friends were very different. Theone who always steered the way was an obese anddreamy Greek. In the summer he would come outwearing a yellow or green polo shirt stuffed sloppily intohis trousers in front and hanging loose behind. When itwas colder he wore over this a shapeless gray sweater.His face was round and oily, with half-closed eyelids andlips that curved in a gentle, stupid smile. The other mute...
1872FAIRY TALES OF HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSENTHE TOP AND BALLby Hans Christian AndersenA WHIPPING TOP and a little ball lay together in a box, amongother toys, and the top said to the ball, "Shall we be married, aswe live in the same box?"But the ball, which wore a dress of morocco leather, and thoughtas much of herself as any other young lady, would not evencondescend to reply.The next day came the little boy to whom the playthingsbelonged, and he painted the top red and yellow, and drove abrass-headed nail into the middle, so that while the top wasspinning round it looked splendid....
A Room With A Viewby E. M. ForsterCONTENTS:PART ONEI. The BertoliniII. In Santa Croce with No BaedekerIII. Music, Violets, and the Letter "S"IV. Fourth ChapterV. Possibilities of a Pleasant OutingVI. The Reverend Arthur Beebe, the Reverend Cuthbert Eager,Mr. Emerson, Mr. George Emerson, Miss Eleanor Lavish,Miss Charlotte Bartlett, and Miss Lucy Honeychurch DriveOut in Carriages to See a View; Italians Drive ThemVII. They ReturnPART TWO...
The Garden Of Allahby Robert HichensCONTENTSBOOK I. PRELUDEBOOK II. THE VOICE OF PRAYERBOOK III. THE GARDENBOOK IV. THE JOURNEYBOOK V. THE REVELATIONBOOK VI. THE JOURNEY BACKTHE GARDEN OF ALLAHBOOK I. PRELUDECHAPTER IThe fatigue caused by a rough sea journey, and, perhaps, theconsciousness that she would have to be dressed before dawn to catchthe train for Beni-Mora, prevented Domini Enfilden from sleeping.There was deep silence in the Hotel de la Mer at Robertville. TheFrench officers who took their pension there had long since ascended...
OLD INDIAN DAYSOLD INDIAN DAYSBY CHARLES A. EASTMAN (Ohiyesa)1- Page 2-OLD INDIAN DAYSTo My Daughters DORA, IRENE, VIRGINIA, ELEANOR, ANDFLORENCE I Dedicate these Stories of the Old Indian Life, andespecially of the Courageous and Womanly Indian Woman2- Page 3-OLD INDIAN DAYSPART ONE THE WARRIOR...
Troilus and Criseydeby Geoffrey ChaucerBOOK IThe double sorwe of Troilus to tellen, 1That was the king Priamus sone of Troye,In lovinge, how his aventures fellenFro wo to wele, and after out of Ioye,My purpos is, er that I parte fro ye. 5Thesiphone, thou help me for tendyteThise woful vers, that wepen as I wryte!To thee clepe I, thou goddesse of torment,Thou cruel Furie, sorwing ever in peyne;Help me, that am the sorwful instrument 10That helpeth lovers, as I can, to pleyne!For wel sit it, the sothe for to seyne,...
Letters to His Son, 1752by The Earl of ChesterfieldLETTERS TO HIS SONBy the EARL OF CHESTERFIELDon the Fine Art of becoming aMAN OF THE WORLDand aGENTLEMANLETTER CLVLONDON, January 2, O. S. 1752.MY DEAR FRIEND: Laziness of mind, or inattention, are as great enemies to knowledge as incapacity; for, in truth, what difference is there between a man who will not, and a man who cannot be informed? This difference only, that the former is justly to be blamed, the latter to be pitied. And yet how many there are, very capable of receiving knowledge, who from laziness, inattention, and incuriousness,