类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：800 作者： 未知
简介：At the entrance to the driveway leading to the residence occupied by the President of the Theological Seminary were two flat-topped stone pillars, and upon one of these on a certain bright September d...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：799 作者： 未知
简介：Tom Carlingford was sitting at his piano, in his rooms at Kings College, Cambridge, playing the overture to Lohengrin with the most indifferent success. It was a hot night in the middle of August, and...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：799 作者： 未知
简介：In all history, there is no drama of more terrible interest than that which terminated with the total destruction of Jerusalem. Had the whole Jewish nation joined in the desperate resistance made, by ...
类别：经典英文小说 点击次数：799 作者： Jennette Lee
简介：ELDRIDGE WALCOTT paused in front of the great building; he looked up and hesitated and went in....
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：798 作者： 未知
简介：FEW Frenchmen, united in friendship, who were spending the spring in Rome, were wont to meet amid the ruins of the disinterred Forum. They were Josphin Leclerc, an Embassy Attach on leave; M. Goubin, ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：798 作者： 未知
简介：In a life written by a friend for friends there must of necessity be more of the intimacy of private friendship than in a record written dispassionately for an unknown public. The world in general kno...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：797 作者： 未知
简介：THOUGH the adventures recorded in this book may set up the impression that I am a kind of Don Quixote of the South Seas, I do not claim to have sought to redress wrongs done to beauteous dusky maidens...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：797 作者： 未知
简介：It was a beautiful spring afternoon in the northern hill districts of Tasmania. The sky was of a bird's egg blue, which even Italy cannot rival, and the bold outline of hills which bounded the horizon...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：796 作者： Grant Allen
简介：Now, whoever knows the Alps, knows the Zillerthal well as the centre of all that is most Tyrolese in the Tyrol. From that beautiful green valley, softly smiling below, majestically grand and ice-clad ...
类别：英文短篇小说 点击次数：796 作者： Grant Allen
简介：We sat late on the verandah last night, listening to the low trilling croon of the night-jar. It was a balmy evening, one of the few this summer; the sunset was lingering over the heather-clad moors, ...
