Life's Little Ironies
Category： Author：Thomas Hardy托马斯·哈代
A set of tales with some colloquial sketches entitled A Few Crusted Characters
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Category： Author：Thomas Hardy托马斯·哈代
A set of tales with some colloquial sketches entitled A Few Crusted Characters
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Category： Author：Robert Louis Stevenson罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森
作者罗伯特·路易斯·史蒂文森写于1889年，这部小说是讲述一个复仇的经典故事。
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Category： Author：Reginald Horsley
Reginald Horsley《The Blue Balloon》：A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley
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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
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Category： Author：Reginald Horsley
Reginald Horsley《The Blue Balloon》：A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley
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Category： Author：novel
Talk of earthquakes! not all the earthquakes that have rumbled in Ecuador or toppled over the spires and dwellings of Peru could compare, in the matter of dogged pertinacity, with that earthquake which diurnally and hourly shocked little Gertie’s dwelling, quivered the white dimity curtains of little Gertie’s bed and ...
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Category： Author：novel
The year 1400 opened with more than usual peacefulness in England. Only a few months before, Richard II—weak, wicked, and treacherous—had been dethroned, and Henry IV declared King in his stead. But it was only a seeming peacefulness, lasting but for a little while; for though King Henry proved himself a just and a me...
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Category： Author：novel
The story grew after the title had been (hastily) given, and so many other incidents gathered round the incident of the purchase of the flat iron as to make it no longer important enough to appear upon the title page.
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Category： Author：novel
The school year was nearly over and there were many things that he had meant to do and hadn’t done. There was that extra course in the spring term, there was that reading that was to have made next year easier, there was—well, several other things. Such as getting on better terms with his roommate. That, too, had got ...
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Category： Author：novel
A cloudy day: do you know what that is in a town of iron-works? The sky sank down before dawn, muddy, flat, immovable. The air is thick, clammy with the breath of crowded human beings. It stifles me. I open the window, and, looking out, can scarcely see through the rain the grocer's shop opposite, where a crowd of drunken Irishme...
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