The very thing. Strange that it had never come to him before. That was the meaning of it all; he had been drifting that way all the time. and now Swinburne showed him that it was the happy way out. He wanted rest, and here was rest awaiting him. He glanced at the open port-hole. Yes, it was large enough For the first time in weeks he felt happy. At last he had discovered the cure of his ill. He...
Form triumphed over substance, if triumph it could be called where the last conceivable atom of substance had found expression so perfect construction as to make Martin's head swim with delight, to put passionate tears into his eyes, and to send chills creeping up and down his back. 一个长句后，稍作缓停，就开始长篇吹： It was a long poem of six or seven hundred lines, and it was a fantastic, am...
Martin 破釜沉舟式地坐船去Transcontinental杂志社讨5美金的稿费。 He had felt his pulse quicken a trifle at the business manager‘s brusqueness, and upon him he kept an alert eye, for it was in that gentleman's trousers pocket that he divined the Transcontinental's ready cash was reposing. “It is too bad—"Mr Ford began. But at that moment, with an impatient movement, Mr Ends turned as if about t...
多少年了都没有变吧 He found that the newspaper storiette should never be tragic, should never end unhappily, and should never contain beauty of language, subtlety of thought, nor real delicacy of sentiment. Sentiment it must contain, plenty of it, pure and noble, of the sort that in his own early youth had brought his applause from “nigger heaven”-the “For-God-my-country-and-the-Czar" and "I...
Having learned such precautions. Martin consulted The Duchess for tone, and proceeded to mix according to formula. the formula consists of three parts: (1)a pair of lovers are Jarred apart; (2)by some deed orevent they are reunited; (3)marriage bells. The third part was an unvarying quantity, but the first and seconds parts could be varied an infinite number of times. Thus, the pair of lovers c...
She felt his shoulder press hers, and a tremor, run through him. Then was the time for her to draw back. But she had become an automaton. Her actions had passed beyond the control of her will-she never thought of control or will in the delicious madness that was upon her. His arm began to steal behind her and around her. She waited its slow progress in a torment of delight. She waited, she knew...
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