...I hope that this letter comes at a good time for you, and well I do not mean to change that mood abruptly, I will write out the unfortunateness that has been the last few days. The situation only has to get worse before better. Madame de Tourvel has had a wild turn of events the past 48 hours and will write when she is able and the delirium is no longer with her. “The only outward signs are a high temperature, violent and almost continuous delirium, and an unquenchable thirst. The doctors say that they cannot as yet offer a prognosis” (323). While her cheeks are full of color, her eyes are sunken in and appear to be puffy from a long term crying session. She cried out, “I am dying because I failed to believe in you” (325). These words hit...
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...thought Alese was going to break apart, she awoke with a start, tears streaming down her cheeks. Each night after that I would sneak into every one of Alese’s dreams, but this dark force would overtake my power. The evil thoughts invaded her mind during the night and began to seep into her days as well. Alese would have outbreaks of frustration at school, screaming at her classmates or running from the room. I could merely watch as Alese sunk deeper into these dark thoughts, and her emotions became more and more aggressive. Now it has been a month since the first malicious invasion. I know that my time is running out to fix this. If we are not reunited soon, Alese is going to fall into a pit of despair even her soul can not retrieve her from. I decide that instead of persuading Alese to refrain from jumping off the cliff, I wil try changing the dream in a different way. If Alese can be at peace with her sister’s death, then maybe she will finally be at peace with herself as well.With a little magic only a soul possesses, I change the dream. Tonight when Alese falls into the familiar nightmare, she reaches her sister before she has the chance to jump. Alese stares at her sister, unsure as what to say. “Why are you leaving me alone in this world?” Alese forces out. “I cannot live with myself any longer, I have sunken too far into depression and there is no going back. But Alese, my dear, you have always been so strong, and you must promise me that you will continue to be strong...
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...THE FRANKLIN'S PROLOGUE These ancient gentle Bretons, in their days, Of divers high adventures made great lays And rhymed them in their primal Breton tongue, The which lays to their instruments they sung, Or else recited them where joy might be; And one of them have I in memory, Which I shall gladly tell you, as I can. But, sirs, because I am an ignorant man, At my beginning must I first beseech You will excuse me for my vulgar speech; I never studied rhetoric, that's certain; That which I say, it must be bare and plain. I never slept on Mount Parnassus, no, Nor studied Marcus Tullius Cicero. Colours I know not, there's no doubt indeed, Save colours such as grow within the mead, Or such as men achieve with dye or paint. Colours of rhetoric I find but quaint; My spirit doesn't feel the beauty there. But if you wish, my story you shall hear." THE FRANKLIN'S TALE In old Armorica, now Brittany, There was a knight that loved and strove, did he To serve a lady in the highest wise; And many a labour, many a great emprise He wrought for her, or ever she was won. For she was of the fairest under sun, And therewithal come of so high kindred That scarcely could this noble knight, for dread, Tell her his woe, his pain, and his distress. But at the last she, for his worthiness, And specially for his meek obedience, Had so much pity that, in consequence, She secretly was come to his accord To take him for her husband and her...
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...THE SONNETS OF WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Click here to jump to the Table of Contents COPYRIGHT © 1993 by Adobe Press, Adobe Systems Incorporated. All rights reserved. The actual sonnets of William Shakespeare are public domain. The design and electronic implementation of this book, however, are copyrighted. Reproduction of this electronic work beyond a personal use level, or the display of this work for public consumption or viewing requires prior permission from the publisher. This work is furnished for informational use only and should not be construed as a commitment of any kind by Adobe Systems Incorporated. Adobe Systems Incorporated assumes no responsibilities for any errors or inaccuracies that may appear in this work. The software and typefaces mentioned on this page are furnished under license and may only be used in accordance with the terms of such license. Adobe, the Adobe Press logo, Adobe Acrobat, and Adobe Photoshop are trademarks of Adobe Systems Incorporated which may be registered in certain jurisdictions. This work is electronically mastered in Adobe™ Acrobat™. Text was composed in Minion, 13-point. Illustrations were scanned electronically then manipulated using Adobe Photoshop™. CONTENTS I II III IV Copyright How to Use This Book Introduction Numerical First-line Index Alphabetical First-line Index The Sonnets of William Shakespeare V VI Click any line to jump to that section HOW TO USE THIS BOOK • Click the Bookmarks and Page button...
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...英文荟萃网 http://www.ywhc.net 友情提供 The Lily of the Valley by Honore de Balzac Translated by Katharine Prescott Wormeley DEDICATION To Monsieur J. B. Nacquart, Member of the Royal Academy of Medicine. Dear Doctor--Here is one of the most carefully hewn stones in the second course of the foundation of a literary edifice which I have slowly and laboriously constructed. I wish to inscribe your name upon it, as much to thank the man whose science once saved me as to honor the friend of my daily life. De Balzac. THE LILY OF THE VALLEY ENVOI Felix de Vandenesse to Madame la Comtesse Natalie de Manerville: whom we ignore their I yield to your wishes. It is the privilege of the women love more than they love us to make the men who love them the ordinary rules of common-sense. To smooth the frown upon brow, to soften the pout upon their lips, what obstacles we miraculously overcome! We shed our blood, we risk our future! exact the history of my past life; here it is. But remember in obeying you I crush under foot a reluctance Why are you jealous of the sudden reveries midst of our happiness? Why show the when silence grasps me? Could you of my character without inquiring You this, Natalie; hitherto unconquerable. which overtake me in the pretty anger of a petted woman not play upon the contradictions into the causes of them? Are there secrets in your heart which seek absolution through a knowledge of mine? Ah! Natalie,...
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...The Broken Wings Kahlil Gibran The Broken Wings Table of Contents The Broken Wings..............................................................................................................................................1 Kahlil Gibran...........................................................................................................................................1 FOREWORD...........................................................................................................................................1 SILENT SORROW ..................................................................................................................................2 THE HAND OF DESTINY.....................................................................................................................3 ENTRANCE TO THE SHRINE ..............................................................................................................4 THE WHITE TORCH.............................................................................................................................6 THE TEMPEST.......................................................................................................................................7 THE LAKE OF FIRE............................................................................................................................11 BEFORE THE THRONE OF DEATH ......................................................................................
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...The Heart of Darkness Joseph Conrad I) II) III) IV) XML version 30 November 1997 by David Megginson, dmeggins@microstar.com (still needs to be proofread against the printed edition). TEI markup added April 1995 by David Megginson, dmeggins@aix1.uottawa.ca Corrections to typos made 6/22/94 by PDCChristy@aol.com Original etext came from the Online Book Initiative (OBI) via the Internet Wiretap [obi/Joseph.Conrad/heart.of.darkness.txt] The Heart of Darkness I The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest. The flood had made, the wind was nearly calm, and being bound down the river, the only thing for it was to come to and wait for the turn of the tide. The sea-reach of the Thames stretched before us like the beginning of an interminable waterway. In the offing the sea and the sky were welded together without a joint, and in the luminous space the tanned sails of the barges drifting up with the tide seemed to stand still in red clusters of canvas sharply peaked, with gleams of varnished spirits. A haze rested on the low shores that ran out to sea in vanishing flatness. The air was dark above Gravesend, and farther back still seemed condensed into a mournful gloom, brooding motionless over the biggest, and the greatest, town on earth. The Director of Companies was our captain and our host. We four affectionately watched his back as he stood in the bows looking to seaward. On the whole river there was nothing that looked...
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...Chapter One A SQUAT grey building of only thirty-four stories. Over the main entrance the words, CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and, in a shield, the World State's motto, COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY. The enormous room on the ground floor faced towards the north. Cold for all the summer beyond the panes, for all the tropical heat of the room itself, a harsh thin light glared through the windows, hungrily seeking some draped lay figure, some pallid shape of academic gooseflesh, but finding only the glass and nickel and bleakly shining porcelain of a laboratory. Wintriness responded to wintriness. The overalls of the workers were white, their hands gloved with a pale corpse-coloured rubber. The light was frozen, dead, a ghost. Only from the yellow barrels of the microscopes did it borrow a certain rich and living substance, lying along the polished tubes like butter, streak after luscious streak in long recession down the work tables. "And this," said the Director opening the door, "is the Fertilizing Room." Bent over their instruments, three hundred Fertilizers were plunged, as the Director of Hatcheries and Conditioning entered the room, in the scarcely breathing silence, the absent-minded, soliloquizing hum or whistle, of absorbed concentration. A troop of newly arrived students, very young, pink and callow, followed nervously, rather abjectly, at the Director's heels. Each of them carried a notebook, in which, whenever the great man spoke, he desperately...
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...SPM ENGLISH LANGUAGE 1119 SMART MODULE 2 2011 [pic] SPM ENGLISH LANGUAGE 1119 SMART MODULE 2 2011 Patron En. Mansor bin Lat Director of Kedah Education Department Advisor Tn. Hj. Asmee bin Haji Tajuddin Head of the Academic Sector Coordinator Pn. Hjh. Zaliha bt Ahmad The Principal Assistant Director (English Language) Committee Members Pn. Wan Aisyah bt Haris (Assistant District Language Officer for Language, Kota Setar) Pn. Hjh. Fadzillah bt Selamat (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Kubang Pasu) En. Yong Kooi Hin (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Baling Sik) En. Nordin bin Mohd. Noor (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Padang Terap) En. Azmi bin Othman (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Kuala Muda Yan) En. Nagaiah Velu (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Langkawi) En. Md. Zahir bin Husin (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Kulim Bandar Baharu) Pn. Nadia Normala Vimala bt Abdullah (Assistant District Language Officer for Languages, Pendang) Cik Farha bt Sobry (Assistant District Language Officer for English (Secondary), Kuala Muda Yan En. Oslan bin Yum (Assistant District Language Officer for English (Secondary), Kubang Pasu Panel of Smart Module 2 2011 (SPM 1119) 1. Pn. Farah Ikhmar bt Jafri (SMK Sik) 2. En. Lim Swee Teong (SMK Simpang Kuala) ...
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...A Tale of Two Cities Charles Dickens This eBook is designed and published by Planet PDF. For more free eBooks visit our Web site at http://www.planetpdf.com A Tale of Two Cities Book the First—Recalled to Life 2 of 670 eBook brought to you by A Tale of Two Cities Create, view, and edit PDF. Download the free trial version. I The Period It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. There were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a plain face, on the throne of England; there were a king with a large jaw and a queen with a fair face, on the throne of France. In both countries it was clearer than crystal to the lords of the State preserves of loaves and fishes, that things in general were settled for ever. It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that favoured period, as at this. 3 of 670 A Tale of Two Cities ...
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...NORTH AND SOUTH NORTH AND SOUTH by ELIZABETH GASKELL 1 ELIZABETH GASKELL 2 NORTH AND SOUTH First published in serial form in Household Words in 1854-1855 and in volume form in 1855. Republished 2012 by 27 Northen Grove Manchester M20 2NL www.malcsbooks.com 3 ELIZABETH GASKELL 4 NORTH AND SOUTH VOLUME I On its appearance in 'Household Words,' this tale was obliged to conform to the conditions imposed by the requirements of a weekly publication, and likewise to confine itself within certain advertised limits, in order that faith might be kept with the public. Although these conditions were made as light as they well could be, the author found it impossible to develope the story in the manner originally intended, and, more especially, was compelled to hurry on events with an improbable rapidity towards the close. In some degree to remedy this obvious defect, various short passages have been inserted, and several new chapters added. With this brief explanation, the tale is commended to the kindness of the reader; 'Beseking hym lowly, of mercy and pite, Of its rude makyng to have compassion.' ____ 5 ELIZABETH GASKELL 6 NORTH AND SOUTH CHAPTER I 'HASTE TO THE WEDDING' 'Wooed and married and a'.' dith!' said Margaret, gently, 'Edith!' But, as Margaret half suspected, Edith had fallen asleep. She lay curled up on the sofa in the back drawing-room in Harley Street, looking very lovely in her white muslin and blue ribbons. If Titania...
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...F O R YO U R C O N S I D E R AT I O N 2 0 1 0 BEST ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY David Seidler THE KING'S SPEECH Screenplay by David Seidler See-Saw Films/Bedlam Productions CARD: 1925 King George V reigns over a quarter of the world’s population. He asks his second son, the Duke of York, to give the closing speech at the Empire Exhibition in Wembley, London. INT. BBC BROADCASTING HOUSE, STUDIO - DAY CLOSE ON a BBC microphone of the 1920's, of machinery suspended on springs. A formidable piece A BBC NEWS READER, in a tuxedo with carnation boutonniere, is gargling while a TECHNICIAN holds a porcelain bowl and a towel at the ready. The man in the tuxedo expectorates discreetly into the bowl, wipes his mouth fastidiously, and signals to ANOTHER TECHNICIAN who produces an atomizer. The Reader opens his mouth, squeezes the rubber bulb, and sprays his inner throat. Now, he’s ready. The reader speaks in flawless pear-shaped tones. higher creature in the vocal world. BBC NEWS READER Good afternoon. This is the BBC National Programme and Empire Services taking you to Wembley Stadium for the Closing Ceremony of the Second and Final Season of the Empire Exhibition. INT. CORRIDOR, WEMBLEY STADIUM - DAY CLOSE ON a man's hand clutching a woman's hand. Woman’s mouth whispers into man's ear. BBC NEWS READER (V.O.) 58 British Colonies and Dominions have taken part, making this the largest Exhibition staged anywhere in the world. Complete with the new stadium, the Exhibition was built...
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...Great Expectations By Charles Dickens Download free eBooks of classic literature, books and novels at Planet eBook. Subscribe to our free eBooks blog and email newsletter. Chapter 1 M y father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip. I give Pirrip as my father’s family name, on the authority of his tombstone and my sister - Mrs. Joe Gargery, who married the blacksmith. As I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness of either of them (for their days were long before the days of photographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like, were unreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters on my father’s, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man, with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription, ‘Also Georgiana Wife of the Above,’ I drew a childish conclusion that my mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each about a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a neat row beside their grave, and were sacred to the memory of five little brothers of mine - who gave up trying to get a living, exceedingly early in that universal struggle - I am indebted for a belief I religiously entertained that they had all been born on their backs with their hands in their trousers-pockets, and had never taken them out in this state...
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...Table of Contents Title Page Dedication the girl and her doll family portraits kicking and wailing hypotonia n. a state of reduced tension in muscle. spoon fed mon ami school runs dead people still have birthdays a different story second opinion a whole new chapter handshakes prodrome n. an early symptom that a disease is developing. the watching stair a cloud of smoke is this question useful? the magnolia elephant milestones the same story make yourself at home truth no. 1 truth no. 2 truth no. 3 how best we can support you clock watching day 13, for example *I don’t hear voices drawing behaviour writing behaviour empty dull thud open wide sharp scratch this goodbye, the goodbye keepsake Acknowledgements all of my strength About the Author Copyright About the Publisher the girl and her doll I should say that I am not a nice person. Sometimes I try to be, but often I’m not. So when it was my turn to cover my eyes and count to a hundred – I cheated. I stood at the spot where you had to stand when it was your turn to count, which was beside the recycling bins, next to the shop selling disposable barbecues and spare tent pegs. And near to there is a small patch of overgrown grass, tucked away behind a water tap. Except I don’t remember standing there. Not really. You don’t always remember the details like that, do you? You don’t remember if you were beside the recycling bins, or further up the path near to the shower blocks, and whether actually the water tap is up there? I can’t...
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.../* /*]]*/ THE AWAKENING Vampire Diaries Volume 1 By Lisa J. Smith Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter ThreeChapter Four Chapter FiveChapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter NineChapter Ten Chapter ElevenChapter Twelve Chapter ThirteenChapter Fourteen Chapter FifteenChapter Sixteen "Are you having a good time?" Elena asked. I am now. Stefan didn't say it, but Elena knew it was what he was thinking. She could see it in the way he stared at her. She had never been so sure of her power. Except that actually he didn't look as if he were having a good time; he looked stricken, in pain, as if he couldn't take one more minute of this. The band was starting up, a slow dance. He was still staring at her, drinking her in. Those green eyes darkening, going black with desire. She had the sudden feeling that he might jerk her to him and kiss her hard, without ever saying a word. "Would you like to dance?" she said softly. I'm playing with fire, with something I don't understand, she thought suddenly. And in that instant she realized that she was frightened. Her heart began to pound violently. It was as if those green eyes spoke to some part of her that was buried deep beneath the surface—and that part was screaming "danger" at her. Some instinct older than civilization was telling her to run, to flee. She didn't move. Don't miss these exciting books from HarperPaperbacks! THE VAMPIRE DIARIES: A TRILOGY L. J. Smith Volume I The Awakening Volume II The Struggle Volume...
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