The Life of Charlotte Bronte
Category： Author：Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
TAG：
HOME > Search:Read charlotte web 
Category： Author：novel
Where Angels Fear to Tread focuses on a group of English men and women living and traveling in Italy.
TAG：
Category： Author：Bret Harte布勒特·哈特
A league of tangled forest and canyon behind Rough-and-Ready, for which he had paid Don Ramon's heirs an extravagant price in the presumption that it was auriferous, furnished the most accessible timber to build the town, at prices which amply remunerated him.
TAG：
Category： Author：奥斯卡·王尔德 Oscar Wilde
He did not wear his scarlet coat,For blood and wine are red,And blood and wine were on his hands
TAG：
Category： Author：novel
"Why, Effie, what a dreadful thing to say! You are as bad as old Scrooge; and I'm afraid something will happen to you, as it did to him, if you don't care for dear Christmas," answered mamma, almost dropping the silver horn she was filling with delicious candies.
TAG：
Category： Author：novel
FOR the perusal of the young and thoughtless of the fair sex, this Tale of Truth is designed; and I could wish my fair readers to consider it as not merely the effusion of Fancy, but as a reality. The circumstances on which I have founded this novel were related to me some little time since by an old lady who had personally known Charl...
TAG：
Category： Author：novel
“Don’t be any thicker than you have to,” laughed Ned Strong. “The Golden Gate is the poetical Western name for the narrow entrance to San Francisco harbor, through which we passed on the Manhattan two days ago. It was so called on account of the Argonauts of Forty-nine who came sailing into it in the old d...
TAG：
Category： Author：novel
In this, the third reader of the series, great care has been taken, not only in selecting material suited to the needs and ability of the pupil, but also to arrange the selections so that he may develop the habit of acquiring interesting facts as he reads.
TAG：
Category： Author：novel
On the sidewalk in front of the \"Times\" office, facing Printing-House Square, stood a boy of fifteen, with a pile of morning papers under his arm. \"\'Herald,\' \'Times,\' \'Tribune,\' \'World\'!\" he vociferated, with a quick glance at each passer-by.
TAG：