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Category: Author:Eleanor H. Porter
TO MY FRIEND ,ELIZABETH S. BOWEN
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Category: Author:Charles Kingsley
TO MY YOUNGEST SON GRENVILLE ARTHUR AND TO ALL OTHER GOOD LITTLE BOYS.Come read me my riddle, each good little man; If you cannot read it, no grown up folk can.
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Category: Author:Howard R. Garis
"Is my nose red?" asked Mab of some of her girl friends.
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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:Max Beerbohm
I was in Italy when this book was first published.A year later (1912) I visited London, and I found that most of my friends and acquaintances spoke to me of Zu-like-a—a name which I hardly recognised and thoroughly disapproved. I had always thought of the lady as Zu-leek-a. Surely it was thus that Joseph thought of his Wife, and Selim ...
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Category: Author:乔治.艾略特 George Eliot
Daniel Deronda: a Victorian novel that's still controversial George Eliot shocked readers and critics with a final novel whose portrayal of Judaism and Zionism continues to resonate 'A peculiar ...The strange young man is Daniel Deronda, brought up with his own origins shrouded in mystery, searching for a compelling outlet for his sing...
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Category: Author:novel
又名: The Garden of Evil 恶魔花园 "The Lair of the White Worm" is a fantastic, dream-like narrative whose only saving grace is that there's nothing else like it out there. The plot is a maze of myth and pseudo-gothic imagery that, while never the least bit convincing, is somehow irresistible.
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Category: Author:Jules Verne儒勒·凡尔纳
THE SURVIVORS OF THE CHANCELLOR was issued in 1875. Shipwrecks occur in other of Verne's tales; but this is his only story devoted wholly to such a disaster. In it the author has gathered all the tragedy, the mystery, and the suffering possible to the sea.
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Category: Author:William Clark Russell
My name is Thomas Rockafellar; father and mother always called me Tommy, and by that name was I known until I grew too old to be called by anything more familiar than Tom.
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Category: Author:Charles Dickens查尔斯·狄更斯
The pages of this little book were in type and about to be sent for correction to my sister—who had been for some months in very delicate health—when she suddenly became still more gravely ill. The hand which had traced the words of love and veneration dedicated to our father’s memory grew too feeble to hold a pen, and before the proo...
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