What should prevent me from describing the agonies of hunger which the Count (a man of large appetite) suffered in company with his heroic sons and garrison? — Nothing, but that Dante has already done the business in the notorious history of Count Ugolino; so that my efforts might be considered as mere12 imitations. Why should I not, if I were minded to revel13 in horrifying14 details, show you how the famished15 garrison drew lots, and ate themselves during the siege; and how the unlucky lot falling upon the Countess of Chalus, that heroic woman, taking an affectionate leave of her family, caused her large caldron in the castle kitchen to be set a-boiling, had onions, carrots and herbs, pepper and salt made ready, to make a savory16 soup, as the French like it; and when all things were quite completed, kissed her children, jumped into the caldron from off a kitchen stool, and so was stewed17 down in her flannel18 bed-gown? Dear friends, it is not from want of imagination, or from having no turn for the terrible or pathetic, that I spare you these details. I could give you some description that would spoil your dinner and night’s rest, and make your hair stand on end. But why harrow your feelings? Fancy all the tortures and horrors that possibly can occur in a beleaguered19 and famished castle: fancy the feelings of men who know that no more quarter will be given them than they would get if they were peaceful Hungarian citizens kidnapped and brought to trial by his Majesty the Emperor of Austria; and then let us rush on to the breach20 and prepare once more to meet the assault of dreadful King Richard and his men.
On the 29th of March in the year 1199, the good King, having copiously21 partaken of breakfast, caused his trumpets22 to blow, and advanced with his host upon the breach of the castle of Chalus. Arthur de Pendennis bore his banner; Wilfrid of Ivanhoe fought on the King’s right hand. Molyneux, Bishop23 of Bullocksmithy, doffed24 crosier and mitre for that day, and though fat and pursy, panted up the breach with the most resolute25 spirit, roaring out war-cries and curses, and wielding26 a prodigious27 mace28 of iron, with which he did good execution. Roger de Backbite29 was forced to come in attendance upon the sovereign, but took care to keep in the rear of his august master, and to shelter behind his huge triangular30 shield as much as possible. Many lords of note followed the King and bore the ladders; and as they were placed against the wall, the air was perfectly31 dark with the shower of arrows which the French archers33 poured out at the besiegers, and the cataract34 of stones, kettles, bootjacks, chests of drawers, crockery, umbrellas, congreve-rockets, bombshells, bolts and arrows and other missiles which the desperate garrison flung out on the storming-party. The King received a copper36 coal-scuttle right over his eyes, and a mahogany wardrobe was discharged at his morion, which would have felled an ox, and would have done for the King had not Ivanhoe warded37 it off skilfully38. Still they advanced, the warriors39 falling around them like grass beneath the scythe40 of the mower41.
The ladders were placed in spite of the hail of death raining round: the King and Ivanhoe were, of course, the first to mount them. Chalus stood in the breach, borrowing strength from despair; and roaring out, “Ha! Plantagenet, St. Barbacue for Chalus!” he dealt the King a crack across the helmet with his battle-axe, which shore off the gilt42 lion and crown that surmounted43 the steel cap. The King bent44 and reeled back; the besiegers were dismayed; the garrison and the Count of Chalus set up a shout of triumph: but it was premature45.
As quick as thought Ivanhoe was into the Count with a thrust in tierce, which took him just at the joint46 of the armor, and ran him through as clean as a spit does a partridge. Uttering a horrid47 shriek48, he fell back writhing49; the King recovering staggered up the parapet; the rush of knights50 followed, and the union-jack35 was planted triumphantly52 on the walls, just as Ivanhoe — but we must leave him for a moment.
“Ha, St. Richard! — ha, St. George!” the tremendous voice of the Lion-king was heard over the loudest roar of the onset53. At every sweep of his blade a severed54 head flew over the parapet, a spouting55 trunk tumbled, bleeding, on the flags of the bartizan. The world hath never seen a warrior equal to that Lion-hearted Plantagenet, as he raged over the keep, his eyes flashing fire through the bars of his morion, snorting and chafing56 with the hot lust57 of battle. One by one les enfans de Chalus had fallen; there was only one left at last of all the brave race that had fought round the gallant58 Count:— only one, and but a boy, a fair-haired boy, a blue-eyed boy! he had been gathering59 pansies in the fields but yesterday — it was but a few years, and he was a baby in his mother’s arms! What could his puny60 sword do against the most redoubted blade in Christendom? — and yet Bohemond faced the great champion of England, and met him foot to foot! Turn away, turn away, my dear young friends and kind-hearted ladies! Do not look at that ill-fated poor boy! his blade is crushed into splinters under the axe of the conqueror61, and the poor child is beaten to his knee! . . .
“Now, by St. Barbacue of Limoges,” said Bertrand de Gourdon, “the butcher will never strike down yonder lambling! Hold thy hand, Sir King, or, by St. Barbacue —”
Swift as thought the veteran archer32 raised his arblast to his shoulder, the whizzing bolt fled from the ringing string, and the next moment crashed quivering into the corselet of Plantagenet.
’Twas a luckless shot, Bertrand of Gourdon! Maddened by the pain of the wound, the brute62 nature of Richard was aroused: his fiendish appetite for blood rose to madness, and grinding his teeth, and with a curse too horrible to mention, the flashing axe of the royal butcher fell down on the blond ringlets of the child, and the children of Chalus were no more! . . .
I just throw this off by way of description, and to show what MIGHT be done if I chose to indulge in this style of composition; but as in the battles which are described by the kindly63 chronicler, of one of whose works this present masterpiece is professedly a continuation, everything passes off agreeably — the people are slain64, but without any unpleasant sensation to the reader; nay65, some of the most savage66 and blood-stained characters of history, such is the indomitable good-humor of the great novelist, become amiable67, jovial68 companions, for whom one has a hearty69 sympathy — so, if you please, we will have this fighting business at Chalus, and the garrison and honest Bertrand of Gourdon, disposed of; the former, according to the usage of the good old times, having been hung up or murdered to a man, and the latter killed in the manner described by the late Dr. Goldsmith in his History.
As for the Lion-hearted, we all very well know that the shaft70 of Bertrand de Gourdon put an end to the royal hero — and that from that 29th of March he never robbed nor murdered any more. And we have legends in recondite71 books of the manner of the King’s death.
“You must die, my son,” said the venerable Walter of Rouen, as Berengaria was carried shrieking72 from the King’s tent. “Repent, Sir King, and separate yourself from your children!”
“It is ill jesting with a dying man,” replied the King. “Children have I none, my good lord bishop, to inherit after me.”
“Richard of England,” said the archbishop, turning up his fine eyes, “your vices73 are your children. Ambition is your eldest74 child, Cruelty is your second child, Luxury is your third child; and you have nourished them from your youth up. Separate yourself from these sinful ones, and prepare your soul, for the hour of departure draweth nigh.”
Violent, wicked, sinful, as he might have been, Richard of England met his death like a Christian75 man. Peace be to the soul of the brave! When the news came to King Philip of France, he sternly forbade his courtiers to rejoice at the death of his enemy. “It is no matter of joy but of dolor,” he said, “that the bulwark76 of Christendom and the bravest king of Europe is no more.”
Meanwhile what has become of Sir Wilfrid of Ivanhoe, whom we left in the act of rescuing his sovereign by running the Count of Chalus through the body?
As the good knight51 stooped down to pick his sword out of the corpse77 of his fallen foe78, some one coming behind him suddenly thrust a dagger79 into his back at a place where his shirt-of-mail was open (for Sir Wilfrid had armed that morning in a hurry, and it was his breast, not his back, that he was accustomed ordinarily to protect); and when poor Wamba came up on the rampart, which he did when the fighting was over — being such a fool that he could not be got to thrust his head into danger for glory’s sake — he found his dear knight with the dagger in his back lying without life upon the body of the Count de Chalus whom he had anon slain.
Ah, what a howl poor Wamba set up when he found his master killed! How he lamented80 over the corpse of that noble knight and friend! What mattered it to him that Richard the King was borne wounded to his tent, and that Bertrand de Gourdon was flayed81 alive? At another time the sight of this spectacle might have amused the simple knave82; but now all his thoughts were of his lord: so good, so gentle, so kind, so loyal, so frank with the great, so tender to the poor, so truthful83 of speech, so modest regarding his own merit, so true a gentleman, in a word, that anybody might, with reason, deplore84 him.
As Wamba opened the dear knight’s corselet, he found a locket round his neck, in which there was some hair; not flaxen like that of my Lady Rowena, who was almost as fair as an Albino, but as black, Wamba thought, as the locks of the Jewish maiden85 whom the knight had rescued in the lists of Templestowe. A bit of Rowena’s hair was in Sir Wilfrid’s possession, too; but that was in his purse along with his seal of arms, and a couple of groats: for the good knight never kept any money, so generous was he of his largesses when money came in.
Wamba took the purse, and seal, and groats, but he left the locket of hair round his master’s neck, and when he returned to England never said a word about the circumstance. After all, how should he know whose hair it was? It might have been the knight’s grandmother’s hair for aught the fool knew; so he kept his counsel when he brought back the sad news and tokens to the disconsolate86 widow at Rotherwood.
The poor fellow would never have left the body at all, and indeed sat by it all night, and until the gray of the morning; when, seeing two suspicious-looking characters advancing towards him, he fled in dismay, supposing that they were marauders who were out searching for booty among the dead bodies; and having not the least courage, he fled from these, and tumbled down the breach, and never stopped running as fast as his legs would carry him, until he reached the tent of his late beloved master.
The news of the knight’s demise87, it appeared, had been known at his quarters long before; for his servants were gone, and had ridden off on his horses; his chests were plundered88: there was not so much as a shirt-collar left in his drawers, and the very bed and blankets had been carried away by these FAITHFUL attendants. Who had slain Ivanhoe? That remains89 a mystery to the present day; but Roger de Backbite, whose nose he had pulled for defamation90, and who was behind him in the assault at Chalus, was seen two years afterwards at the court of King John in an embroidered91 velvet92 waistcoat which Rowena could have sworn she had worked for Ivanhoe, and about which the widow would have made some little noise, but that — but that she was no longer a widow.
That she truly deplored93 the death of her lord cannot be questioned, for she ordered the deepest mourning which any milliner in York could supply, and erected94 a monument to his memory as big as a minster. But she was a lady of such fine principles, that she did not allow her grief to overmaster her; and an opportunity speedily arising for uniting the two best Saxon families in England, by an alliance between herself and the gentleman who offered himself to her, Rowena sacrificed her inclination95 to remain single, to her sense of duty; and contracted a second matrimonial engagement.
That Athelstane was the man, I suppose no reader familiar with life, and novels which are a rescript of life, and are all strictly96 natural and edifying97, can for a moment doubt. Cardinal98 Pandulfo tied the knot for them: and lest there should be any doubt about Ivanhoe’s death (for his body was never sent home after all, nor seen after Wamba ran away from it), his Eminence99 procured100 a Papal decree annulling101 the former marriage, so that Rowena became Mrs. Athelstane with a clear conscience. And who shall be surprised, if she was happier with the stupid and boozy Thane than with the gentle and melancholy102 Wilfrid? Did women never have a predilection103 for fools, I should like to know; or fall in love with donkeys, before the time of the amours of Bottom and Titania? Ah! Mary, had you not preferred an ass3 to a man, would you have married Jack Bray104, when a Michael Angelo offered? Ah! Fanny, were you not a woman, would you persist in adoring Tom Hiccups105, who beats you, and comes home tipsy from the Club? Yes, Rowena cared a hundred times more about tipsy Athelstane than ever she had done for gentle Ivanhoe, and so great was her infatuation about the former, that she would sit upon his knee in the presence of all her maidens106, and let him smoke his cigars in the very drawing-room.
This is the epitaph she caused to be written by Father Drono (who piqued107 himself upon his Latinity) on the stone commemorating108 the death of her late lord:—
Hic est Guilfridus, belli dum vixit avidus:
Cum gladio et lancea, Normania et quoque Francia
Verbera dura dabat: per Turcos multum equitabat:
Guilbertum occidit: atque Hierosolyma vidit.
Heu! nunc sub fossa sunt tanti militis ossa,
Uxor Athelstani est conjux castissima Thani.
And this is the translation which the doggerel109 knave Wamba made of the Latin lines:
“REQUIESCAT.
“Under the stone you behold110,
Buried, and coffined111, and cold,
Lieth Sir Wilfrid the Bold.
“Always he marched in advance,
Warring in Flanders and France,
Doughty112 with sword and with lance.
“Famous in Saracen fight,
Rode in his youth the good knight,
Scattering113 Paynims in flight.
“Brian the Templar untrue,
Fairly in tourney he slew114,
Saw Hierusalem too.
“Now he is buried and gone,
Lying beneath the gray stone:
Where shall you find such a one?
“Long time his widow deplored,
Weeping the fate of her lord,
Sadly cut off by the sword.
“When she was eased of her pain,
Came the good Lord Athelstane,
When her ladyship married again.”
Athelstane burst into a loud laugh, when he heard it, at the last line, but Rowena would have had the fool whipped, had not the Thane interceded115; and to him, she said, she could refuse nothing.
点击
收听单词发音
收听单词发音 |
1
miserable
|
|
| adj.悲惨的，痛苦的；可怜的，糟糕的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
2
plight
|
|
| n.困境，境况，誓约，艰难；vt.宣誓，保证，约定 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
3
ass
|
|
| n.驴；傻瓜，蠢笨的人 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
4
dire
|
|
| adj.可怕的，悲惨的，阴惨的，极端的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
5
ravages
|
|
| 劫掠后的残迹，破坏的结果，毁坏后的残迹 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
6
garrison
|
|
| n.卫戍部队；驻地，卫戍区；vt.派(兵)驻防 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
7
slaughter
|
|
| n.屠杀，屠宰；vt.屠杀，宰杀 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
8
majesty
|
|
| n.雄伟，壮丽，庄严，威严；最高权威，王权 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
9
warrior
|
|
| n.勇士，武士，斗士 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
10
redoubtable
|
|
| adj.可敬的；可怕的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
11
axe
|
|
| n.斧子；v.用斧头砍，削减 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
12
mere
|
|
| adj.纯粹的；仅仅，只不过 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
13
revel
|
|
| vi.狂欢作乐，陶醉；n.作乐，狂欢 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
14
horrifying
|
|
| a.令人震惊的，使人毛骨悚然的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
15
famished
|
|
| adj.饥饿的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
16
savory
|
|
| adj.风味极佳的，可口的，味香的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
17
stewed
|
|
| adj.焦虑不安的，烂醉的v.炖( stew的过去式和过去分词 )；煨；思考；担忧 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
18
flannel
|
|
| n.法兰绒；法兰绒衣服 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
19
beleaguered
|
|
| adj.受到围困[围攻]的；包围的v.围攻( beleaguer的过去式和过去分词)；困扰；骚扰 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
20
breach
|
|
| n.违反，不履行；破裂；vt.冲破，攻破 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
21
copiously
|
|
| adv.丰富地，充裕地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
22
trumpets
|
|
| 喇叭( trumpet的名词复数 )； 小号； 喇叭形物； （尤指）绽开的水仙花 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
23
bishop
|
|
| n.主教，（国际象棋）象 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
24
doffed
|
|
| v.脱去，（尤指）脱帽( doff的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
25
resolute
|
|
| adj.坚决的，果敢的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
26
wielding
|
|
| 手持着使用（武器、工具等）( wield的现在分词 )； 具有； 运用（权力）； 施加（影响） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
27
prodigious
|
|
| adj.惊人的，奇妙的；异常的；巨大的；庞大的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
28
mace
|
|
| n.狼牙棒，豆蔻干皮 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
29
backbite
|
|
| v.背后诽谤 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
30
triangular
|
|
| adj.三角（形）的，三者间的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
31
perfectly
|
|
| adv.完美地，无可非议地，彻底地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
32
archer
|
|
| n.射手，弓箭手 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
33
archers
|
|
| n.弓箭手，射箭运动员( archer的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
34
cataract
|
|
| n.大瀑布，奔流，洪水，白内障 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
35
jack
|
|
| n.插座，千斤顶，男人；v.抬起，提醒，扛举；n.（Jake）杰克 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
36
copper
|
|
| n.铜；铜币；铜器；adj.铜(制)的；(紫)铜色的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
37
warded
|
|
| 有锁孔的，有钥匙榫槽的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
38
skilfully
|
|
| adv. (美skillfully)熟练地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
39
warriors
|
|
| 武士，勇士，战士( warrior的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
40
scythe
|
|
| n. 长柄的大镰刀，战车镰； v. 以大镰刀割 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
41
mower
|
|
| n.割草机 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
42
gilt
|
|
| adj.镀金的；n.金边证券 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
43
surmounted
|
|
| 战胜( surmount的过去式和过去分词 )； 克服（困难）； 居于…之上； 在…顶上 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
44
bent
|
|
| n.爱好，癖好；adj.弯的；决心的，一心的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
45
premature
|
|
| adj.比预期时间早的；不成熟的，仓促的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
46
joint
|
|
| adj.联合的，共同的；n.关节，接合处；v.连接，贴合 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
47
horrid
|
|
| adj.可怕的；令人惊恐的；恐怖的；极讨厌的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
48
shriek
|
|
| v./n.尖叫，叫喊 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
49
writhing
|
|
| （因极度痛苦而）扭动或翻滚( writhe的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
50
knights
|
|
| 骑士； （中古时代的）武士( knight的名词复数 )； 骑士； 爵士； （国际象棋中）马 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
51
knight
|
|
| n.骑士，武士；爵士 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
52
triumphantly
|
|
| ad.得意洋洋地；得胜地；成功地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
53
onset
|
|
| n.进攻，袭击，开始，突然开始 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
54
severed
|
|
| v.切断，断绝( sever的过去式和过去分词 )；断，裂 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
55
spouting
|
|
| n.水落管系统v.（指液体）喷出( spout的现在分词 )；滔滔不绝地讲；喋喋不休地说；喷水 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
56
chafing
|
|
| n.皮肤发炎v.擦热（尤指皮肤）( chafe的现在分词 )；擦痛；发怒；惹怒 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
57
lust
|
|
| n.性(淫)欲；渴(欲)望；vi.对…有强烈的欲望 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
58
gallant
|
|
| adj.英勇的，豪侠的；(向女人)献殷勤的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
59
gathering
|
|
| n.集会，聚会，聚集 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
60
puny
|
|
| adj.微不足道的，弱小的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
61
conqueror
|
|
| n.征服者，胜利者 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
62
brute
|
|
| n.野兽，兽性 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
63
kindly
|
|
| adj.和蔼的，温和的，爽快的；adv.温和地，亲切地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
64
slain
|
|
| 杀死，宰杀，杀戮( slay的过去分词 )； (slay的过去分词) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
65
nay
|
|
| adv.不；n.反对票，投反对票者 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
66
savage
|
|
| adj.野蛮的；凶恶的，残暴的；n.未开化的人 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
67
amiable
|
|
| adj.和蔼可亲的，友善的，亲切的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
68
jovial
|
|
| adj.快乐的，好交际的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
69
hearty
|
|
| adj.热情友好的；衷心的；尽情的，纵情的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
70
shaft
|
|
| n.(工具的)柄，杆状物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
71
recondite
|
|
| adj.深奥的，难解的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
72
shrieking
|
|
| v.尖叫( shriek的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
73
vices
|
|
| 缺陷( vice的名词复数 )； 恶习； 不道德行为； 台钳 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
74
eldest
|
|
| adj.最年长的，最年老的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
75
Christian
|
|
| adj.基督教徒的；n.基督教徒 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
76
bulwark
|
|
| n.堡垒，保障，防御 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
77
corpse
|
|
| n.尸体，死尸 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
78
foe
|
|
| n.敌人，仇敌 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
79
dagger
|
|
| n.匕首，短剑，剑号 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
80
lamented
|
|
| adj.被哀悼的，令人遗憾的v.（为…）哀悼，痛哭，悲伤( lament的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
81
flayed
|
|
| v.痛打( flay的过去式和过去分词 )；把…打得皮开肉绽；剥（通常指动物）的皮；严厉批评 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
82
knave
|
|
| n.流氓；（纸牌中的）杰克 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
83
truthful
|
|
| adj.真实的，说实话的，诚实的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
84
deplore
|
|
| vt.哀叹，对...深感遗憾 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
85
maiden
|
|
| n.少女，处女；adj.未婚的，纯洁的，无经验的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
86
disconsolate
|
|
| adj.忧郁的，不快的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
87
demise
|
|
| n.死亡；v.让渡，遗赠，转让 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
88
plundered
|
|
| 掠夺，抢劫( plunder的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
89
remains
|
|
| n.剩余物，残留物；遗体，遗迹 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
90
defamation
|
|
| n.诽谤；中伤 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
91
embroidered
|
|
| adj．绣花的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
92
velvet
|
|
| n.丝绒，天鹅绒；adj.丝绒制的，柔软的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
93
deplored
|
|
| v.悲叹，痛惜，强烈反对( deplore的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
94
ERECTED
|
|
| adj. 直立的，竖立的，笔直的 vt. 使 ... 直立，建立 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
95
inclination
|
|
| n.倾斜；点头；弯腰；斜坡；倾度；倾向；爱好 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
96
strictly
|
|
| adv.严厉地，严格地；严密地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
97
edifying
|
|
| adj.有教训意味的，教训性的，有益的v.开导，启发( edify的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
98
cardinal
|
|
| n.(天主教的)红衣主教；adj.首要的，基本的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
99
eminence
|
|
| n.卓越，显赫；高地，高处；名家 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
100
procured
|
|
| v.（努力）取得， （设法）获得( procure的过去式和过去分词 )；拉皮条 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
101
annulling
|
|
| v.宣告无效( annul的现在分词 )；取消；使消失；抹去 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
102
melancholy
|
|
| n.忧郁，愁思；adj.令人感伤（沮丧）的，忧郁的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
103
predilection
|
|
| n.偏好 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
104
bray
|
|
| n.驴叫声, 喇叭声；v.驴叫 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
105
hiccups
|
|
| n.嗝( hiccup的名词复数 )；连续地打嗝；暂时性的小问题；短暂的停顿v.嗝( hiccup的第三人称单数 )；连续地打嗝；暂时性的小问题；短暂的停顿 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
106
maidens
|
|
| 处女( maiden的名词复数 )； 少女； 未婚女子； （板球运动）未得分的一轮投球 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
107
piqued
|
|
| v.伤害…的自尊心( pique的过去式和过去分词 )；激起（好奇心） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
108
commemorating
|
|
| v.纪念，庆祝( commemorate的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
109
doggerel
|
|
| n.拙劣的诗，打油诗 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
110
behold
|
|
| v.看，注视，看到 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
111
coffined
|
|
| vt.收殓（coffin的过去式与过去分词形式） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
112
doughty
|
|
| adj.勇猛的，坚强的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
113
scattering
|
|
| n.[物]散射；散乱，分散；在媒介质中的散播adj.散乱的；分散在不同范围的；广泛扩散的；（选票）数量分散的v.散射(scatter的ing形式)；散布；驱散 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
114
slew
|
|
| v.（使）旋转；n.大量，许多 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
115
interceded
|
|
| v.斡旋，调解( intercede的过去式和过去分词 )；说情 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
| 欢迎访问英文小说网 |