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69. There was a sharp bracing air; the ground was dry; the sea was crisp and clear, the sun was diffusing abundance of light, if not much warmth; and everything was fresh and lively. --  Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- hope everybody is fresh and lively as well...

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原帖由 洋八路 于 2011-6-6 11:26 发表
68. A mist rose between Mrs Creakle and me, and her figure seemed to move in it for an instant.  --  Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

--  猜一下，如何理解？

作者泪眼模糊时感觉到她在‘雾’中晃动。。不是真的在他们之间有雾。。

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70 . 'But fashions are like human beings. They come in, nobody knows when, why, or how, and they go out, nobody knows when, why, or how. Everything is like life, in my opinion, if you look at it in that point of view.'  --  Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- so, my life is a fashion, but who is there to wear me on?

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71. Lovers had loved before, and lovers would love again; but no lover had ever loved, might, could, would, or should ever love, as I loved Dora.  --  Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- 请大家研究一下这句的语法。。:o

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72. I thought I had killed her, this time. I sprinkled water on her face. I went down on my knees. I plucked at my hair. I denounced myself as a remorseless brute and a ruthless beast. I implored her forgiveness. I besought her to look up. I ravaged Miss Mill’s work-box for a smelling-bottle, and in my agony of mind applied an ivory needle-case instead, and dropped all the needles over Dora. I shook my fists at Jip, who was as frantic as myself. I did every wild extravagance that could be done, and was a long way beyond the end of my wits when Miss Mills came into the room.  -- Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- if you can be fed full by the series of action verbs above, your LONG WEEKEND ought to be as contented as by the wine, or beer... ...

floraz

原帖由 洋八路 于 2011-6-9 10:48 发表
71. Lovers had loved before, and lovers would love again; but no lover had ever loved, might, could, would, or should ever love, as I loved Dora.  --  Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- 请大家研 ...

爱得前无古人，后无来者？

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原帖由 floraz 于 2011-6-10 12:18 发表

爱得前无古人，后无来者？

怎么样，比梁山伯祝英台，还厉害吧。。人家那可是真的爱。。

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73. A deep gulf, she observed, had opened between Dora and me, and Love could only span it with its rainbow.  -- Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- 鹊桥。。

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74. He remained calm and silent, with his eyes fixed on the ground, and the tip of every finger of his right hand delicately poised against the tip of every finger of his left.  -- Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- a fingering gesture not hard to decipher, i suppose?

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75. It had been a bitter day, and a cutting north-east wind had blown for some time. The wind had gone down with the light, and so the snow had come on. It was a heavy, settled fall, I recollect, in great flakes, and it lay thick. The noise of wheels and tread of people were as hushed, as if the streets had been strewn that depth with feathers. -- Charles Dickens [David Copperfield]

-- any reflection of a snowy windy day from you??

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原帖由 洋八路 于 2011-6-12 11:43 发表
74. He remained calm and silent, with his eyes fixed on the ground, and the tip of every finger of his right hand delicately poised against the tip of every finger of his left.  -- Charles Dickens [Da ...

左手五个指尖对着右手五个指尖的动作，不知中文有没有这个说法？合指？不是合掌，因为只有指尖接触。。。。

Grange

@floraz 一般男人在想事的时候会这样。

@洋八路 I would probably call it a hand gesture rather than a "fingering" gesture. Fingering usually refers to something very rude, or maybe I just have a very dirty mind. ;)

floraz

原帖由 Grange 于 2011-6-13 22:07 发表
@floraz 一般男人在想事的时候会这样。

@洋八路 I would probably call it a hand gesture rather than a "fingering" gesture. Fingering usually refers to something very rude, or maybe I just have a very dirty mind. ;)

I agree

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76. 'I am so blest, Trotwood -- my heart is so overcharged -- but there is one thing I must say.'
       'Dearest, what?'
       She laid her gentle hands upon my shoulders, and looked calmly in my face.
       'Do you know, yet, what it is?'
       'I am afraid to speculate on what it is. Tell me, my dear.'
       'I have loved you all my life!'

-- She was the third woman David had ever loved, but was only chanced after he had become a windower..

floraz

何老师最近发很多爱情内容嘛:)

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77. He looked up at her with the full glances that saw everything, registered everything. At the same time, the instant crying in the night was crying out of his breast to her in a way that affected her very womb. -- D.H.Lawrence [Lady Chatterley's Lover]

-- 这个属于什么内容？

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78. They pass away, and where are they? Where….Where are the snows of yesteryear?... It’s what endures through one’s life that matters; my own life matters to me, in its long continuance and development. But what do the occasional connections matter? And the occasional sexual connections specially! If people don’t exaggerate them ridiculously, they pass like the matings of birds. And so they should. What does it matter? It’s the life-long companionship that matters. It’s the living together from day to day, not the sleeping together once or twice. You and I are married, no matter what happens to us. We have the habit of each other. And habit, to my thinking, is more vital than any occasional excitement. The long, slow, enduring thing .. that’s what we live by .. not the occasional spasm of any sort. Little by little, living together, two people fall into a sort of unison, they vibrate so intricately to one another. That’s the real secret of marriage, not sex; at least not the simple function of sex. You and I are interwoven in a marriage. -- D.H.Lawrence [Lady Chatterley's Lover]

-- 这一段好象很有理论，各位看客议论一下，实践性如何？

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79. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies haven fallen. – D.H. Lawrence  [Lady Chaterley’s Lover]

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80. "You've got four kinds of hair, " she said to him. "On your chest it's nearly black, and your hair isn't dark on your head; but your moustache is hard and dark red, and your hair here, your love-hair, is like a little bush of bright red-gold mistletoe. It's the loveliest of all!'  -- D.H.Lawrence [Lady Chatterley's Lover]

-- enjoy your Saturday night ....

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81. She opened the door and looked at the straight heavy rain, like a steel curtain, and had a sudden desire to rush out into it, to rush away. She got up, and began swiftly pulling off her stockings, then her dress and underclothing, and he held his breath. Her pointed keen animal breasts tipped and stirred as she moved. She was ivory-coloured in the greenish light. She slipped on her rubber shoes again and ran out with a wild little laugh, holding up her breasts to the heavy rain and spreading her arms, and running blurred in the rain with the eurythmic dance-movements she had learned so long ago in Dresden. It was a strange pallid figure lifting and falling, bending so the rain beat and glistened on the full haunches, swaying up again and coming belly-forward through the rain, then stooping again so that only the full loins and buttocks were offered in a kind of homage towards him, repeating a wild obeisance.

He laughed wryly, and threw off his clothes. It was too much. He jumped out, naked and white, with a little shiver, into the hard slanting rain. Flossie (the dog) sprang before him with a frantic little bark. Connie, her hair all wet and sticking to her head, turned her hot face and saw him. Her blue eyes blazed with excitement as she turned and ran fast, with a strange charging movement, out of the clearing and down the path, the wet boughts whipping her. She ran, and he saw nothing but the round wet head, the wet back leaning forward in flight, the rounded buttocks twinkling: a wonderful cowering female nakedness in flight.

She was nearly at the wide riding when he came up and flung his naked arm round her soft, naked-wet middle. She gave a shriek and straightened herself, and the heap of her soft, chill flesh came up against his body. He pressed it all up against him, madly, the heap of soft, chilled female flesh that became quickly warm as flame, in contact. The rain streamed on them till they smoked. He gathered her lovely, heavy posteriors one in each hand and pressed them in towards him in a frenzy, quivering motionless in the rain. Then suddenly he tipped her up and fell with her on the path, in the roaring silence of the rain, and short and sharp, he took her, short and sharp and finished, like an animal.

He got up in an instant, wiping the rain from his eyes.  -- D.H.Lawrence [Lady Chatterley's Lover]

-- ......传说中的经典。

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82. Once more she was aware of the sun lying red on the rim of the hill opposite. She suddenly held up the child in her hands.
  ' Look!' She said, 'Look, my pretty!'
She thrust the infant forward to the crimson, throbbing sun, almost with relief. She saw him lift his little fist. Then she put him to her bosom again, ashamed almost of her impulse to give him back again whence he came.  
'If he lives,' she thought to herself, 'what will become of him -- what will he be?'   -- D.H.Lawrence [Sons and Lovers]

---- 母亲对着红彤彤的夕阳，突然有股把婴儿扔向太阳的冲动。。。（生下这个小孩的时候，她已经不爱她的丈夫（一个矿工，醉鬼），并不想要这个孩子）。这段戏剧性描述了她痛苦、无奈、自责、母爱的交织心理。

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83. She never reproached him or was angry with him. He was often cruelly ashamed. But still again his anger burst like a bubble surcharged; and still, when he saw her eager, silent, as it were, blind face, he felt he wanted to throw the pencil in it; and still, when he saw her hand trembling and her mouth parted with suffering, his heart was scalded with pain for her. -- D.H.Lawrence [Sons and Lovers]

-- 又气又爱又可怜。。(他教她学数学，教的发火 -- 我教我小孩数学的时候也有同样的脾气。。 ）

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84. He meant she loved him more than he her. -- D.H.Lawrence [Sons and Lovers]


-- more than he her, or more than she him .... a piteous diparity in the game of love..

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85. Away down upon the boulevard at the foot of the rock, tiny trees stood in their own pools of shadow, and tiny people went scurrying about in almost ludicrous importance.  -- D. H. Lawrence [Sons and Lovers]

-- silly people.... and humble trees..

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86. A flush came to the sky, the wan moon, halfway down the west, sank into insignificance. On the shadowy land things began to take life, plants with great leaves became distinct.  -- D.H.Lawrence [Sons and Lovers]

-- 黎明的月亮。。

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87. Ah men, men! They all had this soft rottenness of the soul, a strange perversity which made even the squalid, repulsive things seem part of life to them. Life! And what is life? A louse lying on its back and kicking? Ugh! - D.H.Lawrence [The Plumed Serpent]

-- 啊，男人啊，男人！

Grange

好男人还是有的

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原帖由 Grange 于 2011-6-25 20:20 发表
好男人还是有的

agree, and may you be one of the few, ever better when being intoxicated with one cup after another ..

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88. The world is made up of a mass of people and a few individuals. D.H.Lawrence [The Plumed Serpent]


-- should we be sad with this statement? probably not, as there is no evidence showing the individuals live more happily than the mass...

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89. 'Oh, no! If anyone has an accident in this country, you must never never help. If you touch them even, you may be arrested for causing the accident.’  'That's the law!' said the judge. 'If you touch them before the police arrive, you are arrested for complicity. Let them lie and bleed is the motto.' -D.H. Lawrence [The Plumed Serpent]

-- this was in Mexico in the year about 1890..