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    I was standing in the doorway of a large room.I didn't know where I was or how I got here.It was a large empty room.There was hardly anything in it -no chairs,no tables,no cupboards.The only piece of furniture was a large mirror.It was broken and there was glass all over the floor.At the far end of the room was a window.There was a curtain drawn across it.
    I decided to open the curtains to let more light into the room but when I got there my foot kicked against something hard on the floor.I looked down and saw a foot sticking out from under the curtains.It was then that I noticed the blood -it was everywhere.
    Suddenly I heard the sound of police cars.There must have been hundreds of them.I panicked but I didn't know why.I hadn't done anything wrong.
    Then I looked down into my hands and I saw it -the knife,its shiny blade dripping with blood ...
摘自:English in Mind 3 Student's Book
版权:©Cambridge University Press 2005
2,
Jenny Kiss’d Me
Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in!
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have miss'd me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Jenny kiss'd me.
摘自:《Jenny Kiss’d Me》【英】利·亨特（Leigh Hunt,1784-1859
版权:©Leigh Hunt
3,
Eight O'Clock
Supper comes at five o'clock,
At six, the evening star,
My lover comes at eight o'clock—
But eight o'clock is far.
How could I bear my pain all day
Unless I watched to see
The clock-hands laboring to bring
Eight o'clock to me.
摘自:《Eight O'Clock》蒂丝黛尔（Sara Teasdale，1884-1933）
版权:©Sara Teasdale
4,
A Red, Red Rose
O my Luve is like a red, red rose 
That’s newly sprung in June; 
O my Luve is like the melody 
That’s sweetly played in tune. 
As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, 
So deep in luve am I; 
And I will luve thee still, my dear, 
Till a’ the seas gang dry. 
Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear, 
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun; 
I will love thee still, my dear, 
While the sands o’ life shall run. 
And fare thee weel, my only luve! 
And fare thee weel awhile! 
And I will come again, my luve, 
Though it were ten thousand mile.
摘自:《A Red, Red Rose》罗伯特·彭斯(Robert Burns, 1759-1796)
版权:©Robert Burns
附:苏格兰的方言
    luve -  love
    bonnie - lovely,pretty 
    gang - go
    weel - well
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