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Category： Author：E. Nesbit
He dreamed his pastoral dreams in the deafening clangor of the shops at Crewe, but not ten thousand hammers could beat out of his brain the faith that life was really-little as one might suppose it, just looking at it from Crewe-full of the most beautiful and delicate possibilities, and that, somehow or other, people got from life what...
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Category： Author：Frances Eliza Hodgson Burnett
Were Nature just to Man from his first hour, he need not ask for Mercy; then ’tis for us—the toys of Nature—to be both just and merciful, for so only can the wrongs she does be undone.
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Category： Author：novel
The sad curlews, annunciators of the autumn, had just appeared in a mass in a gray squall, fleeing from the high sea under the threat of approaching tempests.
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Category： Author：Emile Zola左拉
Burle had only just left Saint-Cyr when he distinguished himself at the battle of Solferino, where he had captured a whole battery of the enemy's artiliery with merely a handful of men.
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Category： Author：Bret Harte布勒特·哈特
“In the Carquinez Woods, in the arms of the man you were just defending—Low, the half-breed.” The room had become so dark that from the road nothing could be distinguished. Only the momentary sound of struggling feet was heard. “Sit down,” said Brace's voice, “and don't be a fool.
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Category： Author：T.S.Stribling
The story begins in London just before WWI where the two young men sign on as crew on a large dry dock (big enough to overhaul ocean liners) that is being towed by a tug boat up the coast of England to its permanent location.
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Category： Author：novel
To be sure it was November, and the wind was setting the poor dyingleaves in a miserable shiver with some dreadful story of an iceberg hehad just been visiting.
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Category： Author：Margaret Penrose
"And you are quite sure, daddy, I am not dreaming? That I am sitting right here with my arms around your neck, and you have just told me it is all perfectly true?"
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Category： Author：A.E.W. Mason
The novel tells the story of British officer, Harry Feversham, who resigns his commission in the East Surrey Regiment just prior to Sir Garnet Wolseley's 1882 expedition to Egypt to suppress the rising of Urabi Pasha.
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Category： Author：novel
I have lost, within these last few days, a little bull-dog. He had just completed the sixth month of his brief existence. He had no history. His intelligent eyes opened to look out upon the world, to love mankind, then closed again on the cruel secrets of death.
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