英文版读书笔记

英文版读书笔记goodparagraphsasingularnotiondawneduponme.idoubtednot—neverdoubted–thatifmr.reedhadbeenalivehewouldhavetreatedmekindly;andnowasisatlookingatthewhitebedandovershadowedwalls–occasionallyalsoturningafascinatedeyetowardsthedimlygleamingmirror—ibegantorecallwhatihadheardofdeadmentroubledintheirgravesbytheviolationoftheirlastwishesrevisingtheearthtopunishtheperjuredandavengetheoppressed;andithoughtmr.reed’sspiritharassedbythewrongofhissister’schildmightquititsabode—whetherinthechurchvaultorintheunknownworldofthedeparted–andrisebeforemeinthischamber.iwipedmytearsandhushedmysobsfearfullestanysignofviolentgriefmightwakenapreternaturalvoicetocomfortmeorelicitfromthegloomsomehaloedfacebendingovermewithstrangepity.thisideaconsolatoryintheoryifeltwouldbeterribleifrealized:withallmymightiendeavoredtostifleit—iendeavoredtobefirm.shakingmyhairfrommyeyesiliftedmyheadandtriedtolookboldlyaroundthedarkroom;atthismomentalightgleamedonthewall.wasitiaskedmyselfarayfromthemoonpenetratingsomeapertureintheblind?no;moonlightwasstillandthisstirred;whileigazeditglideduptotheceilingandquiveredovermyhead.icannowconjecturereadilythatthisstreakoflightwasinalllikelihoodagleamfromalanterncarriedbysomeoneacrossthelawn;butthenpreparedasmymindwasforhorrorshakenasmynerveswerebyagitationithoughttheswift-dartingbeamwasaheraldofsomecomingvisionfromanotherworld.myheartbeatthickmyheadgrewhot;asoundfilledmyearswhichideemedtherushingofwings;somethingseemednearme;iwasoppressedsuffocated:endurancebrokedown;irushedtothedoorandshookthelockindesperateeffort.stepscamerunningalongtheouterpassage;thekeyturnedbessieandabbotentered.p12thenextthingirememberiswakingupwithafeelingasifihadhadafrightfulnightmareandseeingbeforemeaterribleredglarecrossedwiththickblackbars.iheardvoicestoospeakingwithahollowsoundandasifmuffledbyarushofwindorwateragitationuncertaintyandanall-predominatingsenseofterrorconfusedmyfaculties.erelongibecameawarethatsomeonewashandlingme;liftingmeupandsupportingmeinasittingpostureandthatmoretenderlythanihadeverbeenraisedorupheldbefore.irestedmyheadagainstapilloworanarmandfelteasy.infiveminutesmorethecloudofbewildermentdissolved:iknewquitewellthatiwasinmyownbedandthattheredglarewasthenurseryfire.itwasnight:acandleburntonthetable:bessiestoodatthebed-footwithabasininherhandandagentlemansatinachairnearmypillowleaningoverme.ifeltaninexpressiblereliefasoothingconvictionofprotectionandsecuritywheniknewthattherewasastrangerintheroomandinpidualnotbelongingtogatesheadandnotrelatedtomrs.reed.turningfrombessie(thoughherpresencewasfarlessobnoxioustomethanthatofabbotforinstancewouldhavebeen)iscrutinizedthefaceofthegentlemen:iknewhim;itwasmr.lloydanapothecarysometimescalledinbymrs.reedwhentheservantwereailing:forherselfandthechildrensheemployedaphysician.p14bessiehadbeendownintothekitchenandshebroughtupwithheratartonacertainbrightlypaintedchinaplatewhosebirdofparadisenestlinginawreathofconvolvuliandrosebudshadbeenwonttostirinmeamostenthusiasticsenseofadmirationandwhichplateihadoftenpetitionedtobeallowedtotakeinmyhandinordertoexamineitmorecloselybuthadalwayshithertobeendeemedunworthysuchaprivilege.thispreciousvesselwasnowplacedonmykneeandiwascordiallyinvitedtoeatthecircletofdelicatepastryuponit.vainfavour!cominglikemostotherfavourslongdeferredandoftenwishedfortoolate!icouldnotearthetart:andtheplumageofthebirdthetintsoftheflowersseemedstrangelyfaded!iputbothplateandtartaway.bessieaskedifiwouldhaveabook:thewordbookactedasatransientstimulusandibeggedhertofetchgulliver’stravelsfromthelibrary.thisbookihadagainandagainperusedwithdelight.iconsideredanarrativeoffactsanddiscoveredinitaveinofinterestdeeperthanwhatifoundinfairytales:forastotheelveshavingsoughttheminvainamongfoxgloveleavesandbellsundermushroomsandbeneaththeground-ivymantlingoldwallnooksihadatlengthmakeupmymindtothesadtruththattheywereallgoneoutofenglandtosomesavagecountrywherethewoodswerewilderandthickerandthepopulationmorescant;whereaslilliputtandbrobdingnagbeinginmycreedsolidpartsoftheearth’ssurfaceidoubtednotthatimightonedaybytakingalongvoyageseewithmyowneyesthelittlefieldshousesandtreesthediminutivepeoplethetinycowssheepandbirdsoftheonerealm;andthecornfieldsforest-highthemightymastiffsthemonstercatsthetower-likemenandwomenoftheother.yetwhenthischerishedvolumewasnowplacedinmyhands—wheniturnedoveritsleavesandsoughtinitsmarvelouspicturesthecharmihadtillnowneverfailedtofind—allwaseerieanddreary;thefaintsweregauntgoblinsthepigmiesmalevolentandfearfulimpsgulliveramostdesolatewandererinmostdreadanddangerousregions.iclosedthebookwhichidarednolongerperuseandputitonthetablebesidetheuntastedtart.p16thegoodapothecaryappearedalittlepuzzled.iwasstandingbeforehim:hefixedhiseyesonmeverysteadily:hiseyesweresmallandgraynotverybright;butidaresayishouldthinkthemshrewdnow:hehadahard-featuredyetgood-naturedlooking-face.havingconsideredmeatleisurehesaid‘whatmadeyouillyesterday?’p20frommydiscoursewithmr.lloydandfromtheabovereportedconferencebetweenbessieandabbotigatheredenoughofhopetosufficeasamovieforwishingtogetwell:a