类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： Within the last decade of the history of Great Britain, some very important books have been added to her literature, and especially to that particular division which treats of her wars and splendid victories, during the same period. The Fifteen Decis...
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简介： Why not climb up into this battered old windmill, Amos, and take an observation?Now, thats a good idea, Jack, only wed better be mighty careful about showing ourselves too recklessly, you know....
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： Everyone should have known. They should have known as surely as though it were written in the curved palm of the wind. They should have known when they looked up at the empty sky; they should have known when they looked down at the hungry children....
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： Dr. Kemp thus concisely and clearly stages the difference between instinct and reason: In the former there is an irresistible impulse to go through a certain series of motions after a certain fashion, without knowing why they are performed, or what t...
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： Whir, whir, whir, sounded the swish of many silken wings. The swallows had arrived from the South; thousands of them there were, long winged and dusky brown, with faintly russet breasts. So full of joyous bustle they were over their arrival, cheep, c...
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： The headline on the newspapers stacked in front of the drugstore read RUSS DOG REACHES MOON ALIVE. A man in a leather jacket stopped to scan it....
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： Leopold von Sacher-Masoch was born in Lemberg, Austrian Galicia, on January 27, 1836. He studied jurisprudence at Prague and Graz, and in 1857 became a teacher at the latter university. He published several historical works, but soon gave up his acad...
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate. The hour, some little time before sunset, an...
类别：英文短篇小说 作者： 未知
简介： I thought once how Theocritus had sungOf the sweet years, the dear and wished-for years,Who each one in a gracious hand appears...
