高中英语故事阅读

高中英语故事阅读

Once upon a time the fox was talking to the wolf about the strength of man, how no animal could withstand him, and how all were obliged to employ cunning

in order to protect themselves from

him.

The wolf answered, "If I could see a man just once, I would attack him nonetheless尽管如此."

"I can help you to do that," said the fox. "Come to me early tomorrow morning, and I will show you one."

The wolf arrived on time, and the fox took him out to the path which the huntsman used every day. First an old discharged soldier came by.

"Is that a man?" asked the wolf.

"No," answered the fox. "He has been one."

Afterwards came a little boy on his way to school.

"Is that a man?"

"No, he will yet become one."

Finally a huntsman came by with his double-barreled gun on his back, and a sword at his side.

The fox said to the wolf, "Look, there comes a man. He is the one you must attack, but I am going back to my den."

The wolf then charged at the man.

When the huntsman saw him he said, "Too bad that I have not loaded with a bullet." Then he aimed and fired a load of shot into his face.

The wolf pulled an awful face, but did not let himself be frightened, and attacked him again, on which the huntsman gave him the second barrel. The wolf swallowed his pain and charged at the

huntsman again, who in turn drew out his naked sword, and gave him a few blows with it left and right, so that, bleeding all over, he ran howling back

to the fox.

"Well," Brother Wolf, said the fox, "how did you get along with man?"

"Oh," replied the wolf, "I never imagined the strength of man to be what

it is. First, he took a stick from his shoulder, and blew into it, and then something flew into my face which

tickledme terribly. Then he breathed once more into the stick, and it

flew up my nose like lightning and hail. Then when I got next to him, he drew

a naked ri

b out of his body, and he beat me

so with it that he almost killed me."

"See what a braggart吹嘘 you are," said the fox. "You throw your hatchet

so far that you cannot get it back again."

King Pandion of Athens had two daughters, Procne and Philomela. When

Athens was threatened by the wild men, King Tereus of Thrace came to its help. Out of gratitude King Pandion offered

Tereus either of his daughters in marriage and the Thracian king chose Procne as wife.

For years they lived in Thrace and had one son, Itylus by name. Then

Procne became homesick and longed to see her dear sister Philomela. At her repeated requests Tereus sailed to Athens to

fetch Philomela. On the way back his evil heart took flame at the sight

of Philomela who was then in her beauty of maidenhood.

He seized and carried her away by force, cut out her tongue and imprisoned her in a lonely hut in the woods. To Procne he lied, saying that Philomela was dead. Philomela stayed in prison for

a year, where she had woven her painful story into the we

b of a robe . Then she managed to send the robe to her sister. As soon as she received the web Procne came over to the woods and to

reher sister away from the keepers.

Back at the palace, the two women, hot for paying back , killed little

Itylus and served him up to his father. When Tereus learned of the terrible truth he grasped his sword and chased the

sisters into the woods. There the gods turned Procne into a swallow, Philomela a nightingale and Tereus a hoopoe戴胜鸟.

Dionysus was the god of wine. He was the son of Zeus by Semele. When his mother was burnt to death in the glory of Zeus. He was still a helpless infant. His father trusted his upbringing to