高中英语选修课：英语文学欣赏LangstonHughes《黑人谈河流》学生版讲义
第一篇：高中英语选修课：英语文学欣赏 Langston Hughes《黑人谈河流》 学生版讲义
The Negro Speaks of Rivers I've known rivers: I've known rivers, ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.My soul has grown deep like the rivers.I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.I looked upon the Nile and raid the pyramids above it.I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans，and I've en its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunt.I've known rivers：
八上英语书答案Ancient, dusky rivers.My soul has grown deep like the rivers.Dreams Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly.Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren Field Frozen with snow.Me and the Mule
粉玫瑰花茶My old mule，He's got a grin on his face.He's been a mule so long He's forgotten about his race.I'm like that old mule---Black---and don't give a damn!You got to take me Like I am.EARLY AUTUMN
狮子的故事by Langston Hughes(1902-1967)When Bill was very young, they had been in love.Many nights they had spent walking, talking together.Then something not very important had come between them, and they didn’t speak.Impulsively, she had married a man she thought she loved.Bill went away, bitter about women.Yesterday, walking across Washington Square, she saw him for the first time in years.“Bill Walker,” she said.He stopped.At first he did not recognize her, to him she looked so old.“Mary!Where did you come from?”
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Unconsciously, she lifted her face as though wanting a kiss, but he held out his hand.She took it.“I live in New York now,” she said.“Oh,—Smiling politely, then a little frown came quickly between his eyes.“Always wondered what happened to you, Bill.” “I’m a lawyer.Nice firm, way downtown.” “Married yet?” “Sure.Two kids.” “Oh,” she said.A great many people went past them through the park.People they didn’t know.It was late afternoon.Nearly sunt.Cold.“And your husband?” he asked her.“We have three children.I work in the bursar’s office at Columbia.” “You are looking very…”(He wanted to say old)“…well,” he said.She understood.Under the trees in Washington Square, she fou
nd herlf desperately reaching back into the past.She had been older than he then in Ohio.Now she was not young at all.Bill was still young.“We live on Central Park West,” she said.“Come and e us sometime.”经典宋词
“Sure,” he replied.“You and your husband must have dinner with my family some night.Any night.Lucille and I’d love to have you.”员工手册范本
The leaves fell slowly from the tree in the Square.Fell without wind.Autumn dusk.She felt a little sick.“We’d love it,” she answered.“You ought to e my kids.” He grinned.Suddenly the lights came on up the whole length of Fifth Avenue, chains of misty brilliance in the blue air.“There’s my bus,” she said.He held out his hand.“Goodbye.”
“When…”, she wanted to say, but the bus was ready to pull off.The lights on the avenue blurred, twinkled, blurred.And she was afraid to open her mouth as she entered the bus.Afraid it would be impossible to utter a word.Suddenly she shrieked very loudly, “Good-bye!” But the bus door had clod.The bus started.People came between them outside, people crossing the street, people they didn’t know.Space and people.She lost si
ght of Bill.Then she remembered she had forgotten to give him her address—or to ask him for his—or tell him that her youngest boy was named Bill, too.
第二篇：高中英语选修课：英语文学欣赏 Sister Carrie 学生版讲义资料
Chapter III WEE QUESTION OF FORTUNE--FOUR-FIFTY A WEEK
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Once across the river and into the wholesale district, she glanced about her for some likely door at which to apply.As she contemplated the wide windows and imposing signs, she became conscious of being gazed upon and understood for what she was--a wage-eker.She had never done this thing before, and lacked courage.To avoid a certain indefinable shame she felt at being caught spying about for a position, she quickened her steps and assumed an air of indifference suppodly common to one upon an errand.In this way she pasd many manufacturing and wholesale hous without once glancing in.At last, after veral blocks of walking, she felt that this would not do, and began to look about again, though without relaxing her pace.A little way on she saw a great door which, for some reason, attracted her attention.It was ornamented by a small brass sign,
我的宝藏and emed to be the entrance to a vast hive of six or ven floors.“Perhaps,” she thought, “They may want some one,” and crosd over to enter.When she came within a score of feet of the desired goal, she saw through the window a young man in a grey checked suit.That he had anything to do with the concern, she could not tell, but becau he happened to be looking in her direction her weakening heart misgave her and she hurried by, too overcome with shame to enter.Over the way stood a great six-story structure, labelled Storm and King, which she viewed with rising hope.It was a wholesale dry goods concern and employed women.She could e them moving about now and then upon the upper floors.This place she decided to enter, no matter what.She crosd over and walked directly toward the entrance.As she did so, two men came out and paud in the door.A telegraph mesnger in blue dashed past her and up the few steps that led to the entrance and disappeared.Several pedestrians out of the hurrying throng which filled the sidewalks pasd about her as she paud, hesitating.She looked helplessly around, and then, eing herlf obrved, retreated.It was too difficult a task.She could not go past them.So vere a defeat told sadly upon her nerves.Her feet c
arried her mechanically forward, every foot of her progress being a satisfactory portion of a flight which she gladly made.Block after block pasd by.Upon streetlamps at the various corners she read names such as Madison, Monroe, La Salle, Clark, Dearborn, State, and still she went, her feet beginning to tire upon the broad stone flagging.She was plead in part that the streets were bright and clean.The morning sun, shining down with steadily increasing warmth, made the shady side of the streets pleasantly cool.She looked at the blue sky overhead with more realisation of its charm than had ever come to her before.Her cowardice began to trouble her in a way.She turned back, resolving to hunt up Storm and King and enter.On the way, she encountered a great wholesale shoe company, through the broad plate windows of which she saw an enclod executive
