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英美短篇小说解析

英美短篇小说解析

作者:张军丽
出版社:上海交通大学出版社出版时间:2017-06-01
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英美短篇小说解析 版权信息

  • ISBN:9787313194497
  • 条形码:9787313194497 ; 978-7-313-19449-7
  • 装帧:一般胶版纸
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英美短篇小说解析 内容简介

本教材分为两篇:上篇按照短篇小说的基本要素分为六章:情节、人物、场景、视角、主题和风格。每章内容又包括七部分:短篇小说要素介绍、作者简介、小说解析、小说原文、注释、思考题和拓展阅读。下篇按照小说类型分为三章:莫泊桑式小说、契诃夫式小说和爱伦坡式小说。每章内容又包括六部分:小说特点介绍、作者简介、小说解析、小说原文、思考题和拓展阅读。本书将短篇小说要素和文本阅读有机结合,力求兼具思想性和文学性、故事性和多样性,以提高学生的阅读兴趣,让学生充分领略文学作品的魅力。本书可作为英语专业学生教材,也可作为有一定英语基础的英语爱好者的课外读物。

英美短篇小说解析 目录

Part One Essential Elements of Short Stories
Chapter One Plot
Story One After Twenty Years
Story Two Period Piece:The Case of Lord Cornphillip

Chapter Two Character
Story One Paul's Case: A Study in Temperament
Story Two A Respectable Woman

Chapter Three Setting
Story One The Black Cat
Story Two A New England Nun

Chapter Four Point of View
Story One The Melancholy Hussar of the German Legion
Story Two The Lagoon

Chapter Five Theme
Story One The Minister's Black Veil
Story Two The Garden Party

Chapter Six Style
Story One Cannibalism in the Cars
Story Two A Clean, Well-Lighted Place
Part Two Types of Short Stories

Chapter Seven The Maupassantian Stories
Story One The Interlopers
Story Two The Lottery
Story Three An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge
Story Four The Bride Comes to Yellow Sky
Story Five The Outcasts of Poker Flat

Chapter Eight The Chekhovian Stories
Story One A Little Cloud
Story Two The Law of Life
Story Three The Egg
Story Four The Horse Dealer's Daughter
Story Five Babylon Revisited

Chapter Nine The Poe Stories
Story One The Hammer of God
Story Two A Rose for Emily
Story Three Thou Art the Man
Story Four The Yellow Wallpaper
Story Five The Adventure of the Veiled Lodger
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英美短篇小说解析 节选

  《英美短篇小说解析》:  Thiscircumstance, however, only endeared it to my wife, who, as I have already said,possessed, in a high degree, that humanity of feeling which had once been mydistinguishing trait, and the source of many of my simplest and purest pleasures.  With my aversion20 to this cat, however, its partiality for myself seemed to increase.It followed my footsteps with a pertinacity21 which it would be difficult to make the readercomprehend. Whenever I sat, it would crouch beneath my chair, or spring upon myknees, covering me with its loathsome caresses. If I arose to walk it would get betweenmy feet and thus nearly throw me down, or, fastening its long and sharp claws in my  dress, clamber, in this manner, to my breast. At such times, although I longed to destroyit with a blow, I was yet withheld from so doing, partly it at by a memory of my formercrime, but chiefly-let me confess it at once-by absolute dread of the beast.  This dread was not exactly a dread of physical evil-and yet I should be at a loss howotherwise to define it. I am almost ashamed to own-yes, even in this felon's cell, I amalmost ashamed to own-that the terror and horror with which the animal inspired me,had been heightened by one of the merest chimaeras22 it would be possible to conceive. Mywife had called my attention, more than once, to the character of the mark of white hair,of which I have spoken, and which constituted the sole visible difference between thestrange beast and the one I had destroyed. The reader will remember that this mark,although large, had been originally very indefinite; but, by slow degrees-degrees nearlyimperceptible, and which for a long time my Reason struggled to reject as fanciful-ithad, at length, assumed a rigorous distinctness of outline. It was now the representation of an object that I shudder to name-and for tlus, above all, I loathed, and dreaded, andwould have rid myself of the monster had I dared-it was now, I say, the image of ahideous-of a ghastly thing-of the GALLOWS! -oh, mournful and terrible engine ofHorror and of Crime-of Agony and of Death!  And now was I indeed wretched beyond the wretchedness of mere Humanity. And a brute beast-whose fellow I had contemptuously destroyed-a brute beast to work out for me-for me a man, fashioned in the image of the High God-so much of insufferable wo!  Alas! neither by day nor by night knew I the blessing of Rest any more ! During the former the creature left me no moment alone; and, in the latter, I started, hourly, from dreamsof unutterable fear, to find the hot breath of the thing upon my face, and its vast weight-an incamate Night-Mare that I had no power to shake off-incumbent eternally upon my heart!  Beneath the pressure of torments such as these, the feeble remnant of the good within me succumbed. Evil thoughts became my sole intimates-the darkest and most evil of thoughts. The moodiness of my usual temper increased to hatred of all things and of all mankind; while, from the sudden, frequent, and ungovernable outbursts of a fury to which I now blindly abandoned myself, my uncomplaining wife, alas! was the most usual and the most patient of sufferers.  One day she accompanied me, upon some household errand, into the cellar of the old building which our poverty compelled us to inhabit. The cat followed me down the steep stairs, and, nearly throwing me headlong, exasperated me to madness. Uplifting an axe,and forgetting, in my wrath, the childish dread which had hitherto stayed my hand, I aimed a blow at the animal which, of course, would have proved instantly fatal had it descended as I wished. But this blow was arrested by the hand of my wife. Goaded, by the interference, into a rage more than demoniacal25 , I withdrew my arm from her grasp and buried the axe in her brain. She fell dead upon the spot, without a groan.  This hideous murder accomplished, I set myself forthwith, and with entire deliberation, to the task of concealing the body. I knew that I could not remove it from the house, either by day or by night, without the risk of being observed by the neighbors.  Many projects entered my mind. At one period I thought of cutting the corpse into minute fragments, and destroying them by fire. At another, I resolved to dig a grave for it in the floor of the cellar. Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard-about  packing it in a box, as if merchandize, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house. Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these. I determined to wall it up in the cellar-as the monks of the middle ages are recorded to have walled up their victims.  For a purpose such as this the cellar was well adapted. Its walls were loosely  constructed, and had lately been plastered throughout with a rough plaster, which the dampness of the atmosphere had prevented from hardening. Moreover, in one of the walls was a projection, caused by a false chimney, or fireplace, that had been filled up, and made to resemble the rest of the cellar. I made no doubt that I could readily displace the at this point, insert the corpse, and wall the whole up as before, so that no eye could detect anything suspicious.  ……

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