经典英语美文精选摘抄

2016-12-08

经典英语美文精选：Passing on Small Change

The pharmacist handed me my prescription,apologized for the wait,

and explained that his register had already closed.

He asked if I would mind using the register at the front of the store.

I told him not to worry and walked up front,

where one person was in line ahead of me,

a little girl no more than seven, with a bottle of medicine on the counter.

She clenched a little green and white striped coin purse closely to her chest.

The purse reminded me of the days when, as a child,

I played dress-up in my grandma’s closet.

I’d march around the house in oversized clothes,

drenched in costume jewelry and hats and scarves,

talking “grownup talk” to anyone who would listen.

I remembered the thrill one day when I gave a pretend dollar to someone,

and he handed back some real coins for me to put into my special purse.

“Keep the change!”he told me with a wink.

Now the clerk rang up the little girl’s medicine,

while she shakily pulled out a coupon, a dollar bill and some coins.

I watched her blush as she tried to count her money,

and I could see right away that she was about a dollar short.

With a quick wink to the clerk,

I slipped a dollar bill onto the counter and signaled the clerk to ring up the sale.

The child scooped her uncounted change into her coin purse,

grabbed her package and scurried out the door.

As I headed to my car, I felt a tug on my shirt.

There was the girl, looking up at me with her big brown eyes.

She gave me a grin, wrapped her arms around my legs for a long moment

then stretched out her little hand.

It was full of coins.“Thank you,” She whispered.

“That’s okay,” I answered.

I flashed her a smile and winked,“Keep the change!”

经典英语美文精选：What Is Immortal

To see the golden sun and the azure sky, the outstretched ocean,

to walk upon the green earth, and to be lord of a thousand creatures,

to look down giddy precipices or over distant flowery vales,

to see the world spread out under one’s finger in a map,

to bring the stars near, to view the smallest insects in a microscope,

to read history,and witness the revolutions of empires and the succession of generations,

to hear of the glory of Sidon and Tyre, of Babylon and Susa, as of a faded pageant,

and to say all these were, and are now nothing,

to think that we exist in such a point of time,and in such a corner of space,

to be at once spectators and a part of the moving scene,

to watch the return of the seasons, of spring and autumn, to hear —

The stock dove’s notes amid the forest deep,

That drowsy forest rustles to the sighing gale.

— to traverse desert wilderness,to listen to the dungeon's gloom,

or sit in crowded theatres and see life itself mocked,

to feel heat and cold, pleasure and pain, right and wrong, truth and falsehood,

to study the works of art and refine the sense of beauty to agony,

to worship fame and to dream of immortality,

to have read Shakespeare and Beloit to the same species as Sir Isaac Newton;

to be and to do all this, and then in a moment

to be nothing,to have it all snatched from one

like a juggler’ ball or a phantasmagoria...