世界著名短篇小說英文
① 英國的短篇小說，有哪些值得推薦
個人推薦下英國著名小說家狄更斯的《信號員》吧，也是英國十大名著之一吧。這個小說讀完特別讓人深思，主要是講小鎮一個信號員總能預測災難的東西成為現實。他成了唯一一個災難的預測者。知道最後一次預測他也成為犧牲者。也表現了作者對底層人民悲慘命運不能改變的悲憫。看完之後我覺得引用波波的話吧：人生中%99的時間可能都是不幸的但是我們要善於發現其中%1的萬幸，好好珍惜現在的每一天吧。
② 有哪些好看的短篇英文小說
世界三大短篇小說之王
莫泊桑、契訶夫和歐~亨利
莫泊桑（Maupassant1850～1893）19世紀後半期法國優秀的批判現實主義作家。年僅43年生命歷程竟創作了6部長篇小說和356多篇中短篇小說，莫泊桑短篇小說布局結構精巧合理。典型細節選用真實可信、敘事抒情的手法如行雲流水，充分體現了這種的文學傳統。莫泊桑的最出色的短篇代表作是《羊脂球》。《項鏈》、《我的叔叔於勒》；其作品在我國影響很大，近幾年來，一直被作為中學生必課的文學作品.
歐~亨利（1862～1910）善於描寫美國社會尤其是紐約百姓的生活。他的作品構思新穎，語言詼諧，結局常常出人意外；歐~亨利一生創作了270多個短篇小說和一部長篇小說，還有數量很少的詩歌他頗善情節設計，處處留下玄機，結局常常以出人意料出外而收場。讀後使人不禁使人豁然開朗，拍案叫絕,被稱為"歐~亨利式結尾".又因描寫了眾多的人物，富於生活情趣，被譽為「美國生活的幽默網路全書」.黑色幽默,「含淚水的微笑」。代表作有《愛的犧牲》、《警察與贊美詩》、《帶傢具出租的房間》、《麥琪的禮物》、《最後一片葉子》等.
契訶夫（1860-1904）他常以十九世界俄國社會中所常見的凡人小事為素材，用語言簡練、諷刺尖刻筆觸描寫小人物和知識分子兩類人的命運。代表作有《小職員之死》《變色龍》。《套中人》等。契河夫是19世紀末俄國偉大的劇作家和短篇小說家，俄國現實主義文學流派的傑出代表
其他的有:
茨威格短篇小說集
馬克.吐溫短篇小說集
竊賊(阿·康帕尼爾)
情書(岩井俊二)
永遠佔有(格雷厄姆·格林)
化石街(島田莊司)
棋逢對手(西瑞爾·哈爾)
首領(卡拉維洛夫)
熱愛生命(傑克·倫敦)
螞蟻 (博里斯·維昂)
蠢豬 (馬萊巴)
品酒 (羅·達爾)
打不碎的雞蛋 (馬萊巴)
勞駕，快點！(圖戈依)
品酒 (羅·達爾)
③ 英語小說推薦
英語小說推薦有《世界的最後一晚》和《幸福結局》
1、《世界的最後一晚》The Last Night of the Worldby 雷·布萊伯利Ray Bradbury
內容簡介：布萊伯利最有名的是他的《華氏451度》(Fahrenheit 451)，這本書是有關焚書的反烏托邦(dystopian)故事。但書迷們對他的短篇小說應該也很熟悉，比如《紋身人》(The Illustrated Man)和《火星紀事》(The Martian Chronicles)。
阿特伍德，也就是最近大熱的《使女的故事》的作者，在這篇短小精悍的小說中盡情炫耀了一把自己標志性的諷刺手法，帶領讀者體驗了一對虛構夫婦約翰和瑪麗可能經歷的各種不同結局。溫馨提示：這些結局並沒有那麼幸福。
④ 美國著名的短篇小說
美國歐.亨利<最後一片藤葉><警察與贊美詩><麥琪的禮物>
歐·亨利
（O. Henry, 1862-1910）
作者簡介：
原名威廉·西德尼·波特（William Sydney Porter），是美國最著名的短篇小說家之一，曾被評論界譽為曼哈頓桂冠散文作家和美國現代短篇小說之父。他出身於美國北卡羅來納州格林斯波羅鎮一個醫師家庭。
他的一生富於傳奇性，當過葯房學徒、牧牛人、會計員、土地局辦事員、新聞記者、銀行出納員。當銀行出納員時，因銀行短缺了一筆現金，為避免審訊，離家流亡中美的宏都拉斯。後因回家探視病危的妻子被捕入
獄，並在監獄醫務室任葯劑師。他在銀行工作時，曾有過寫作的經歷，擔任監獄醫務室的葯劑師後開始認真寫作。1901年提前獲釋後，遷居紐約，專門從事寫作。
歐·亨利善於描寫美國社會尤其是紐約百姓的生活。他的作品構思新穎，語言詼諧，結局常常出人意外；又因描寫了眾多的人物，富於生活情趣，被譽為「美國生活的幽默網路全書」。代表作有小說集《白菜與國王》、《四百萬》、《命運之路》等。其中一些名篇如《愛的犧牲》、《警察與贊美詩》、《帶傢具出租的房間》、《麥琪的禮物》、《最後一片藤葉》等使他獲得了世界聲譽
歐·亨利是世界著名的短篇小說家。他的創作緊隨莫泊桑和契柯夫之後，而又獨樹一幟。他的作品有「美國生活的網路全書」之譽。
歐·亨利原名威廉·西德尼·波特（William Sydney Porter）,1862年9月11日出生於北卡來納州中部小城格林斯勃羅。他的父親是地方醫生。他幼年喪母，家境貧寒，從小由祖母撫養。15歲到一個遠房叔叔的葯店裡當學徒。20歲上來到得克薩斯州，先當牧牛人，後到州首府奧斯丁。從1884年起先後當過葯劑師、繪圖員、第一國民銀行的出納員。這一時期他的生活極不安定，但卻為日後寫作積累了不少的生活素材。
1887年7月，他與亞瑟爾·阿斯特斯結婚，1894年10月，銀行發現他的帳目短缺了現金，法院審訊後宣布不予追究，於是他辭職離開了奧斯丁，來到休斯敦的幽默刊物《滾石》當美術編輯，第二年又成為《休斯敦郵報》的專欄作者。這段平靜生活並不長久。1896年聯邦銀行檢察機關又對他開始刑事追究，再次傳訊他。他拋下妻小，流亡到宏都拉斯等地躲避。不久，他得知妻子病危，趕回家探望而被捕。1897年7月，他的妻子因肺病去世。1898年2月，他以貪污銀行公款罪被判5年徒刑，關在俄亥俄州哥倫布城監獄里。
在獄中，他忍受了極大的精神折磨，他的名字被抹去了，取而代之的是犯人編號。幸虧不久監獄醫務室需要一個葯劑員，他得以重操舊業，還有閑暇時間。1899年歲末，他想到要給女兒一份聖誕禮物。他回想起自己的經歷和無家可歸的流浪漢，寫成了一篇小說《口哨狄克的聖誕禮物》。他以一本法國葯典書作者的名字為筆名，投給了《麥克呂爾》雜志，在聖誕節前夕刊登了出來。由此他一發而不可收拾，作品接二連三地發表，歐·亨利的名字隨之聲譽鵲起。1901年7月，他由於「表現良好」，被提前釋放。3年半前他是貪污犯波特，出來時則成了小說家歐·亨利。
歐·亨利定居紐約。他以創作為業。1903年12月，他負責《星期日世界》周刊。從1904年起，他一年要出版一兩本短篇小說集，較著名的有《四百萬》(1906)、《剪亮的燈盞》(1907)、《西部的心》(1907)、《城市之聲》(1908)、《善良的騙子》(1908)、《命運之路》(1909)、《選擇》(1909)、《毫不通融》(1910)、《亂七八糟》、《滾石集》、《流浪兒》和唯一一部長篇小說《白菜與國王》(1904)等。歐·亨利善於描寫美國社會尤其是紐約百姓的生活。他的作品構思新穎，語言詼諧，結局常常出人意外；又因描寫了眾多的人物，富於生活情趣，被譽為「美國生活的幽默網路全書」。
歐·亨利除了跟雜志社老闆和出版商打交道外，很少交朋友。1907年，他與薩拉·克里曼結婚。他酗酒的習慣未能改掉，加上早年生活顛沛流離，身體狀況日見衰竭。1910年6月5日，歐·亨利因肝硬化在紐約逝世，年僅48歲。
走近歐·亨利
——寫在美國作家《歐·亨利全集》出版之際
郭俊峰
距華盛頓州不遠的北卡羅來納州有一個名叫格林斯波羅的小鎮。1862年9月11日，小鎮里一位不得志的醫生和他美麗纖弱的妻子生了一個大眼睛、不大強壯的孩子。誰也不曾想到，在19世紀末20世紀初，這個孩子以歐·亨利的筆名平步文壇，成為一個深受美國和世界讀者喜歡的偉大小說家，並且在百年之後仍然保持著長久的影響和魅力。
歐·亨利的人生之路崎嶇、艱苦而又不幸，他三歲喪母，15歲就走向社會，從事過牧童、葯劑師、�事、辦事員、制圖員、出納員等多種職業。1889年，他和羅琦不顧她父母的反對私奔成婚，並在年輕妻子鼓勵下走上創作道路，創辦《滾石》雜志，發表幽默小品。後來，他因挪用銀行資金被判五年徒刑。出獄後，他遷居紐約專門從事寫作，每周為世界報提供一個短篇，但因第二次婚姻的不幸，加之飲酒過度，終於1910年6月5日在紐約病逝。
19世紀80年代至20世紀初的美國，隨著資本主義逐漸向壟斷發展，各種社會矛盾日益顯露突出。歐·亨利長期生活在下層，形形色色的社會現象使他對這些矛盾心感身受。曲折的人生、豐富的經歷、獨特的視角和敏銳的觀察，使他情不自禁地把社會的各種現象形象地概括在自己的作品中，如下層勞動群眾生活的貧窮艱辛，道貌岸然的上流騙子，巧取豪奪的金融寡頭，肆無忌憚的買賣官爵，小偷、強盜、流浪漢的生活，以及失業、犯罪等等。對貧民他充滿了同情，對資產階級剝削者從不同角度予以批判與揭露，道出了下層勞動群眾對剝削、壓迫的憤怒反抗與心聲。
歐·亨利一生創作了270多個短篇小說和一部長篇小說，還有數量很少的詩歌。歐·亨利的詩歌創作反映了他對自然、人生所面臨的社會矛盾的態度，他寫小鳥、古老的村莊，歌頌流浪者，以陰郁的筆調吟頌「唱催眠曲的男孩」，抨擊不合理的社會現象。但因數量少、成就不大，因而影響很小。相反，他的許多書信倒是精彩的隨筆，他同編輯談生活，談創作，表達作者的生活態度和創作思想。歐·亨利的代表作品是《麥琪的禮物》、《警察與贊美詩》和《最後一片葉子》。其著名小說還有《黃雀在後》、《市政報告》、《配供傢具的客房》、《雙料騙子》等，真實准確的細節描寫，生動簡潔的語言使一系列栩栩如生的藝術形象展現在讀者面前，也使他在世界短篇小說史上佔有重要位置。有人曾將他比做「美國的莫泊桑」，這是有其道理的。
幽默是美國的文學傳統之一。從華盛頓·歐文開始，許多作家都善於寫那些有趣可笑而又意味深長的故事。歐文的幽默是在善意的揶揄之中含有淡淡的諷刺；馬克·吐溫的幽默以充滿俚語的口語，滑稽、俏皮的描寫和極誇張的形象，揭示了生活中的真理；歐文·肖的幽默則在注重描述人物性格的幽默風趣上。歐·亨利承襲這一傳統，受同時代作家的影響，加之一生經歷坎坷，使得他獨特的幽默與眾不同——充滿了辛酸的笑聲，在誇張、嘲諷、風趣、詼諧、機智的幽默之中，含有抑鬱、凄楚的情緒。讀《麥琪的禮物》讓人苦笑，讀《警察與贊美詩》讓人悲涼辛酸。這種「含淚的微笑」，加深了作品的社會意義，具有長久的藝術魅力。
處理小說的結尾，是歐·亨利最具創造性的貢獻，也使他在美國和世界文學史上享有盛名。他善於戲劇性地設計情節，埋下伏筆，作好鋪墊，勾勒矛盾，最後在結尾處出現一個出人意料的結局，使讀者感到豁然開朗，柳暗花明，既在意料之外，又在情理之中，不禁拍案稱奇。但由於作者寫作速度快且多，這種手法運用過多過濫，不免使人感到有明顯的雷同和公式化的弊端。
歐·亨利的作品在我國一直擁有廣大讀者。這次出版的《歐·亨利全集》重譯了包括詩歌在內的全部作品。希望能給所有喜歡歐·亨利的讀者提供一個最新、最全的版本，以便能夠更加全面深刻地了解歐·亨利的生平、思想和作品，了解19世紀末20世紀初的美國社會。（郭俊峰）距華盛頓州不遠的北卡羅來納州有一個名叫格林斯波羅的小鎮。1862年9月11日，小鎮里一位不得志的醫生和他美麗纖弱的妻子生了一個大眼睛、不大強壯的孩子。誰也不曾想到，在19世紀末20世紀初，這個孩子以歐·亨利的筆名平步文壇，成為一個深受美國和世界讀者喜歡的偉大小說家，並且在百年之後仍然保持著長久的影響和魅力。
歐·亨利的人生之路崎嶇、艱苦而又不幸，他三歲喪母，15歲就走向社會，從事過牧童、葯劑師、�事、辦事員、制圖員、出納員等多種職業。1889年，他和羅琦不顧她父母的反對私奔成婚，並在年輕妻子鼓勵下走上創作道路，創辦《滾石》雜志，發表幽默小品。後來，他因挪用銀行資金被判五年徒刑。出獄後，他遷居紐約專門從事寫作，每周為世界報提供一個短篇，但因第二次婚姻的不幸，加之飲酒過度，終於1910年6月5日在紐約病逝。
19世紀80年代至20世紀初的美國，隨著資本主義逐漸向壟斷發展，各種社會矛盾日益顯露突出。歐·亨利長期生活在下層，形形色色的社會現象使他對這些矛盾心感身受。曲折的人生、豐富的經歷、獨特的視角和敏銳的觀察，使他情不自禁地把社會的各種現象形象地概括在自己的作品中，如下層勞動群眾生活的貧窮艱辛，道貌岸然的上流騙子，巧取豪奪的金融寡頭，肆無忌憚的買賣官爵，小偷、強盜、流浪漢的生活，以及失業、犯罪等等。對貧民他充滿了同情，對資產階級剝削者從不同角度予以批判與揭露，道出了下層勞動群眾對剝削、壓迫的憤怒反抗與心聲。
歐·亨利一生創作了270多個短篇小說和一部長篇小說，還有數量很少的詩歌。歐·亨利的詩歌創作反映了他對自然、人生所面臨的社會矛盾的態度，他寫小鳥、古老的村莊，歌頌流浪者，以陰郁的筆調吟頌「唱催眠曲的男孩」，抨擊不合理的社會現象。但因數量少、成就不大，因而影響很小。相反，他的許多書信倒是精彩的隨筆，他同編輯談生活，談創作，表達作者的生活態度和創作思想。歐·亨利的代表作品是《麥琪的禮物》、《警察與贊美詩》和《最後一片葉子》。其著名小說還有《黃雀在後》、《市政報告》、《配供傢具的客房》、《雙料騙子》等，真實准確的細節描寫，生動簡潔的語言使一系列栩栩如生的藝術形象展現在讀者面前，也使他在世界短篇小說史上佔有重要位置。有人曾將他比做「美國的莫泊桑」，這是有其道理的。
幽默是美國的文學傳統之一。從華盛頓·歐文開始，許多作家都善於寫那些有趣可笑而又意味深長的故事。歐文的幽默是在善意的揶揄之中含有淡淡的諷刺；馬克·吐溫的幽默以充滿俚語的口語，滑稽、俏皮的描寫和極誇張的形象，揭示了生活中的真理；歐文·肖的幽默則在注重描述人物性格的幽默風趣上。歐·亨利承襲這一傳統，受同時代作家的影響，加之一生經歷坎坷，使得他獨特的幽默與眾不同——充滿了辛酸的笑聲，在誇張、嘲諷、風趣、詼諧、機智的幽默之中，含有抑鬱、凄楚的情緒。讀《麥琪的禮物》讓人苦笑，讀《警察與贊美詩》讓人悲涼辛酸。這種「含淚的微笑」，加深了作品的社會意義，具有長久的藝術魅力。
處理小說的結尾，是歐·亨利最具創造性的貢獻，也使他在美國和世界文學史上享有盛名。他善於戲劇性地設計情節，埋下伏筆，作好鋪墊，勾勒矛盾，最後在結尾處出現一個出人意料的結局，使讀者感到豁然開朗，柳暗花明，既在意料之外，又在情理之中，不禁拍案稱奇。但由於作者寫作速度快且多，這種手法運用過多過濫，不免使人感到有明顯的雷同和公式化的弊端。
歐·亨利的作品在我國一直擁有廣大讀者。這次出版的《歐·亨利全集》重譯了包括詩歌在內的全部作品。希望能給所有喜歡歐·亨利的讀者提供一個最新、最全的版本，以便能夠更加全面深刻地了解歐·亨利的生平、思想和作品，了解19世紀末20世紀初的美國社會。
⑤ 歐亨利的短篇小說片名 用英文怎麼翻譯
盡力了 喬治亞的規定
藝術品與牧場烈馬
找不到……
《人生的波瀾》The Whirligig Of Life
《酒吧里的世界公民》A Cosmopolite in a Cafe
《歌聲與警察》The Cop and the Anthem
《浪子回頭》The Gentle Grafter
《公主與美洲獅》 The Princess and the Puma
《藝術品與牧場烈馬》Hygeia at the Solito
《人生道路的選擇》The Road We Take
《感恩節的兩位紳士》Two Thanksgiving Day Gentlemen
《喬治亞的規定》Babes In The Jungle
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有中文翻譯的只有如下幾篇：
"Girl" 「姑娘」
「Next To Reading Matter」「醉翁之意」
After Twenty Years 二十年以後
The Atavism Of John Tom Little Bear 小熊約翰·湯姆的返祖現象
Babes In The Jungle 叢林中的孩子
Between Rounds 鬧劇
The Chair Of Philanthromathematics 慈善事業數學講座
Conscience In Art 藝術良心
The Cop and the Anthem 警察與贊美詩
A Cosmopolite in a Cafe 咖啡館里的世界公民
The Detective Detector 幾位偵探
A Double-dyed Deceiver 雙料騙子
The Furnished Room 帶傢具出租的房間
The Gift of the Magi 麥琪的禮物
The Green Door 綠色門
The Handbook of Hymen 婚姻手冊
Hearts and Hands 心與手
The Hiding of Black Bill 布萊克·比爾藏身記
Hygeia at the Solito 索利托牧場的衛生學
Jimmy Hayes And Muriel 吉米·海斯和繆里爾
Jeff Peters As A Personal Magnet 催眠術家傑甫·彼得斯
The Last Leaf 最後一片葉子
Lost on Dress Parade 華而不實
Mammon and the Archer 愛神與財神
The Man Higher Up 黃雀在後
The Marionettes 提線木偶
The Marry Month of May 五月是個結婚月
A Municipal Report 市政報告
The Pimienta Pancakes 比綿塔薄餅
The Princess and the Puma 公主與美洲獅
Psyche And The Pskyscraper 心理分析與摩天大樓
The Red Roses of Tonia 托尼婭的紅玫瑰
The Roads We Take 我們選擇的道路
The Romance of a Busy Broker 證券經紀人的浪漫故事
A Service of Love 愛的犧牲
Shearing The Wolf 虎口拔牙
Telemachus, Friend 刎頸之交
Two Thanksgiving Day Gentlemen 兩位感恩節的紳士
An Unfinished Story 沒說完的故事
While The Auto Waits 汽車等待的時候
The Whirligig of Life 生活的波折
Withes' Loaves 女巫的麵包
以上就是有公開發表的翻譯版本的文章
schools and schools不在之列
歐亨利短篇小說集里也沒有。
就像《百年孤獨》一樣，也沒合法的翻譯版本，貌似馬爾克斯沒有賣給中國它所有作品的翻譯版權。
schools and schools可能也是這樣。
這個阿，很難找...可以看英文原版阿，讀起來可能會很麻煩。
寫論文，知道大意就可以了。
參考資料：http://ke..com/view/88041.htm
http://tieba..com/f?kz=69139525
這里都有，以後就方便了哦
⑥ 歐亨利中英文短篇小說集
愛洋蔥有很多歐亨利中英文短篇小說，而且還是中英雙語的，下面的只是一部分，如果你感興趣可以去網站看看。
《三葉草和棕櫚樹》Shamrock and the Palm
借主人公之口，回憶了克蘭西從一位暴君的魔掌中逃脫的故事。
《失語漫遊》A Ramble in Aphasia
如果有一天，你一覺醒來發現自己失憶了，你會怎麼辦？歐·亨利的《失語漫遊》講述的正是一個失憶者的故事。一位成天鑽研法律的名律師，幾乎與娛樂絕緣，他的生活可謂了無生趣。有一天他的生活突然有趣了起來：他帶著巨款，在客車上失憶了！接下來他該何去何從？且看歐·亨利如何將一個成功男士失憶後的心理、生活狀態寫得惟妙惟肖！
《黃狗自傳》Memoirs of a Yellow Dog
動物會寫文章？動物會用語言表達自己？一隻黃狗會有怎樣的傾訴欲。歐·亨利短篇小說《黃狗自傳》，以一隻黃狗為第一人稱，講述一隻狗的日常生活
《恭賀佳節》Compliments of the Season
流浪漢、布娃娃、百元大鈔、百萬富翁、聖誕佳節這看似風馬牛不相及的一切到底有何關聯？走進歐·亨利千回百轉、光怪陸離、驚奇不斷的奇妙小說世界，《恭賀佳節》即將向您揭曉滿意的答案。
《巴格達之雞》A Bird of Bagdad
一個謎語引發了一群人的思考，歐·亨利似的結尾總能在最後讓讀者恍然大悟，又或者啞然失笑。奎格在路上偶遇一個小伙，小夥子為了取得參加心上人生日宴會的資格，正在為一個謎語而困惑不已。
《沒有結局的故事》An Unfinished Story
描寫了一位每周只掙五美圓的貧窮女工達爾西在闊佬的誘惑下，雖一時動搖但最終拒絕。她復雜的內心世界被真實的表現出來。
《鞋》Shoes
《鞋》是由一個玩笑引發的故事，讀來詼諧幽默又意味深長。小說的結尾是典型的「歐·亨利式
的結尾」，既在意料之外，又在情理之中。美國駐科拉里奧領事約翰收到了來自家鄉的一封信，咨詢關於來科拉里奧開鞋店是否可行。出於消遣，他回信說這里急需一家鞋店。實際情況則是，這個三千多人的小鎮沒有幾個人願受穿鞋之苦。沒想到，真的有人變賣了家產，滿懷希望載著鞋子來了，而這個人竟然還是約翰心上人的父親……
《閃光的金子》The Gold That Glittered
自以為是的騙子自作聰明卻弄巧成拙，有勇無謀的將軍無心插柳卻誤打誤撞狠狠地捉弄了騙子。世事難料，往往事與願違，是造化弄人，還是萬事皆有因？歐·亨利的短篇小說《閃光的金子》向我們講述了這樣一個荒謬的幽默諷喻故事。
⑦ 國外知名短篇小說，經典的
莫泊桑《一家人》、《在一個春天的夜晚》、《戴麗葉春樓》，一八八二年有《菲菲小姐》、《一個兒子》、《修軟椅的女人》、《小狗皮埃羅》、《一個諾曼底佬》、《月光》、《遺囑》，一八八三年有《騎馬》、《在海上》、《兩個朋友》、《珠寶》、《米隆老爹》、《我的叔叔於勒》、《勛章到手了》、《繩子》，一八八四年有《燒傘記》、《項鏈》《幸福》、《遺產》、《衣櫃》
契科夫《柳樹》 《代表》 《胖子和瘦子》 《渴睡》《在催眠術表演會上》 《壞孩子》 《小職員之死》《變色龍》《我的「她」》 《跳來跳去的女人》 《演說家》 《凡卡》 《外科手術》 《裝在套子里的人》 《脖子上的安娜》 《乞丐》 《彩票》 《名貴的狗》 《帶閣樓的房子》 《出事》 《打賭》 《在流放地》 《夜鶯演唱會》 《農民》 《套中人》 《第六病室》 《醋栗》 《姚內奇》 《窩囊》 《渴睡》《草原》 《沒意思的故事》《柔弱的人》《敵人》
歐亨利《咖啡館里的世界公民》《財神和愛神》 《麥琪的禮物》(也稱作《賢人的禮物》) 《證券經紀人的浪漫故事》 《帶傢具出租的房間》 《包打聽》 《警察與贊美詩》 《愛的犧牲》 《姑娘》《醉翁之意》 《二十年後》《小熊約翰·湯姆的返祖現象》《叢林中的孩子》《鬧劇》《慈善事業數學講座》《幾位偵探》 《雙料騙子》《綠色門》 《婚姻手冊》《心與手》 《布萊克·比爾藏身記》 《索利托牧場的衛生學》 《蘋果之謎》 《吉米·海斯和繆里爾》 《催眠術家傑甫·彼得斯》 《最後一片葉子》《華而不實》《黃雀在後》《提線木偶》《五月是個結婚月》 《市政報告》 《沒有完的故事》《比綿塔薄餅》 《公主與美洲獅》《心理分析與摩天大樓》 托尼婭的紅玫瑰》 《我們選擇的道路》《虎口拔牙》《刎頸之交》《兩位感恩節的紳士》 《回合之間》 《汽車等待的時候》 《生活的波折》《女巫的麵包》 《信童傳情》 《菜單上的春天》 《迷夢》 《各取所需》 《聖羅薩里奧的兩位朋友》 《鍾擺》 《活期貸款》 《天窗室》 《第三樣配料》 《白鴿》
⑧ 世界著名短篇小說
THE GIFT OF THE
One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent imputation of parsimony that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.
There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
While the mistress of the home is graally subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. A furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the mendicancy squad.
In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button from which no mortal finger could coax a ring. Also appertaining thereunto was a card bearing the name "Mr. James Dillingham Young."
The "Dillingham" had been flung to the breeze ring a former period of prosperity when its possessor was being paid $30 per week. Now, when the income was shrunk to $20, though, they were thinking seriously of contracting to a modest and unassuming D. But whenever Mr. James Dillingham Young came home and reached his flat above he was called "Jim" and greatly hugged by Mrs. James Dillingham Young, already introced to you as Della. Which is all very good.
Della finished her cry and attended to her cheeks with the powder rag. She stood by the window and looked out lly at a gray cat walking a gray fence in a gray backyard. Tomorrow would be Christmas Day, and she had only $1.87 with which to buy Jim a present. She had been saving every penny she could for months, with this result. Twenty dollars a week doesn't go far. Expenses had been greater than she had calculated. They always are. Only $1.87 to buy a present for Jim. Her Jim. Many a happy hour she had spent planning for something nice for him. Something fine and rare and sterling--something just a little bit near to being worthy of the honor of being owned by Jim.
There was a pier-glass between the windows of the room. Perhaps you have seen a pier-glass in an $8 flat. A very thin and very agile person may, by observing his reflection in a rapid sequence of longitudinal strips, obtain a fairly accurate conception of his looks. Della, being slender, had mastered the art.
Suddenly she whirled from the window and stood before the glass. her eyes were shining brilliantly, but her face had lost its color within twenty seconds. Rapidly she pulled down her hair and let it fall to its full length.
Now, there were two possessions of the James Dillingham Youngs in which they both took a mighty pride. One was Jim's gold watch that had been his father's and his grandfather's. The other was Della's hair. Had the queen of Sheba lived in the flat across the airshaft, Della would have let her hair hang out the window some day to dry just to depreciate Her Majesty's jewels and gifts. Had King Solomon been the janitor, with all his treasures piled up in the basement, Jim would have pulled out his watch every time he passed, just to see him pluck at his beard from envy.
So now Della's beautiful hair fell about her rippling and shining like a cascade of brown waters. It reached below her knee and made itself almost a garment for her. And then she did it up again nervously and quickly. Once she faltered for a minute and stood still while a tear or two splashed on the worn red carpet.
On went her old brown jacket; on went her old brown hat. With a whirl of skirts and with the brilliant sparkle still in her eyes, she fluttered out the door and down the stairs to the street.
Where she stopped the sign read: "Mne. Sofronie. Hair Goods of All Kinds." One flight up Della ran, and collected herself, panting. Madame, large, too white, chilly, hardly looked the "Sofronie."
"Will you buy my hair?" asked Della.
"I buy hair," said Madame. "Take yer hat off and let's have a sight at the looks of it."
Down rippled the brown cascade.
"Twenty dollars," said Madame, lifting the mass with a practised hand.
"Give it to me quick," said Della.
Oh, and the next two hours tripped by on rosy wings. Forget the hashed metaphor. She was ransacking the stores for Jim's present.
She found it at last. It surely had been made for Jim and no one else. There was no other like it in any of the stores, and she had turned all of them inside out. It was a platinum fob chain simple and chaste in design, properly proclaiming its value by substance alone and not by meretricious ornamentation--as all good things should do. It was even worthy of The Watch. As soon as she saw it she knew that it must be Jim's. It was like him. Quietness and value--the description applied to both. Twenty-one dollars they took from her for it, and she hurried home with the 87 cents. With that chain on his watch Jim might be properly anxious about the time in any company. Grand as the watch was, he sometimes looked at it on the sly on account of the old leather strap that he used in place of a chain.
When Della reached home her intoxication gave way a little to prudence and reason. She got out her curling irons and lighted the gas and went to work repairing the ravages made by generosity added to love. Which is always a tremendous task, dear friends--a mammoth task.
Within forty minutes her head was covered with tiny, close-lying curls that made her look wonderfully like a truant schoolboy. She looked at her reflection in the mirror long, carefully, and critically.
"If Jim doesn't kill me," she said to herself, "before he takes a second look at me, he'll say I look like a Coney Island chorus girl. But what could I do--oh! what could I do with a dollar and eighty- seven cents?"
At 7 o'clock the coffee was made and the frying-pan was on the back of the stove hot and ready to cook the chops.
Jim was never late. Della doubled the fob chain in her hand and sat on the corner of the table near the door that he always entered. Then she heard his step on the stair away down on the first flight, and she turned white for just a moment. She had a habit for saying little silent prayer about the simplest everyday things, and now she whispered: "Please God, make him think I am still pretty."
The door opened and Jim stepped in and closed it. He looked thin and very serious. Poor fellow, he was only twenty-two--and to be burdened with a family! He needed a new overcoat and he was without gloves.
Jim stopped inside the door, as immovable as a setter at the scent of quail. His eyes were fixed upon Della, and there was an expression in them that she could not read, and it terrified her. It was not anger, nor surprise, nor disapproval, nor horror, nor any of the sentiments that she had been prepared for. He simply stared at her fixedly with that peculiar expression on his face.
Della wriggled off the table and went for him.
"Jim, darling," she cried, "don't look at me that way. I had my hair cut off and sold because I couldn't have lived through Christmas without giving you a present. It'll grow out again--you won't mind, will you? I just had to do it. My hair grows awfully fast. Say `Merry Christmas!' Jim, and let's be happy. You don't know what a nice-- what a beautiful, nice gift I've got for you."
"You've cut off your hair?" asked Jim, laboriously, as if he had not arrived at that patent fact yet even after the hardest mental labor.
"Cut it off and sold it," said Della. "Don't you like me just as well, anyhow? I'm me without my hair, ain't I?"
Jim looked about the room curiously.
"You say your hair is gone?" he said, with an air almost of idiocy.
"You needn't look for it," said Della. "It's sold, I tell you--sold and gone, too. It's Christmas Eve, boy. Be good to me, for it went for you. Maybe the hairs of my head were numbered," she went on with sudden serious sweetness, "but nobody could ever count my love for you. Shall I put the chops on, Jim?"
Out of his trance Jim seemed quickly to wake. He enfolded his Della. For ten seconds let us regard with discreet scrutiny some inconsequential object in the other direction. Eight dollars a week or a million a year--what is the difference? A mathematician or a wit would give you the wrong answer. The magi brought valuable gifts, but that was not among them. This dark assertion will be illuminated later on.
Jim drew a package from his overcoat pocket and threw it upon the table.
"Don't make any mistake, Dell," he said, "about me. I don't think there's anything in the way of a haircut or a shave or a shampoo that could make me like my girl any less. But if you'll unwrap that package you may see why you had me going a while at first."
White fingers and nimble tore at the string and paper. And then an ecstatic scream of joy; and then, alas! a quick feminine change to hysterical tears and wails, necessitating the immediate employment of all the comforting powers of the lord of the flat.
For there lay The Combs--the set of combs, side and back, that Della had worshipped long in a Broadway window. Beautiful combs, pure tortoise shell, with jewelled rims--just the shade to wear in the beautiful vanished hair. They were expensive combs, she knew, and her heart had simply craved and yearned over them without the least hope of possession. And now, they were hers, but the tresses that should have adorned the coveted adornments were gone.
But she hugged them to her bosom, and at length she was able to look up with dim eyes and a smile and say: "My hair grows so fast, Jim!"
And them Della leaped up like a little singed cat and cried, "Oh, oh!"
Jim had not yet seen his beautiful present. She held it out to him eagerly upon her open palm. The ll precious metal seemed to flash with a reflection of her bright and ardent spirit.
"Isn't it a dandy, Jim? I hunted all over town to find it. You'll have to look at the time a hundred times a day now. Give me your watch. I want to see how it looks on it."
Instead of obeying, Jim tumbled down on the couch and put his hands under the back of his head and smiled.
"Dell," said he, "let's put our Christmas presents away and keep 'em a while. They're too nice to use just at present. I sold the watch to get the money to buy your combs. And now suppose you put the chops on."
The magi, as you know, were wise men--wonderfully wise men--who brought gifts to the Babe in the manger. They invented the art of giving Christmas presents. Being wise, their gifts were no doubt wise ones, possibly bearing the privilege of exchange in case of plication. And here I have lamely related to you the uneventful chronicle of two foolish children in a flat who most unwisely sacrificed for each other the greatest treasures of their house. But in a last word to the wise of these days let it be said that of all who give gifts these two were the wisest. O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.
⑨ 有什麼英語短篇小說推薦
1. 「A Good Man is Hard to Find,」 Flannery O』Connor
Few short stories have stuck with us as much as this one, which is probably O'Connor's most famous work — and with good reason. The Misfit is one of the most alarming serial killers we've ever met, all the more so for his politeness, and the story』s moral is so striking and terrifying that — whether you subscribe to the religious undertones or not — a reader is likely to finish and begin to reexamine their entire existence. Or at least we did, the first time we read it.
《好人難尋》這篇小說是奧康納最為著名的作品，很少有其他短篇小說能像這篇一樣給我們帶來震撼。無論你是否能明了宗教般的潛在含義，看完這篇小說讀者都會開始或是結束對存在的檢視。
2. 「The School,」 Donald Barthelme
This story is very short, but pretty much perfect in every way. Though Barthelme is known for his playful, post modern style, we admire him for his ability to shape a world so clearly from so few words, chosen expertly. Barthelme never over explains, never uses one syllable too many, but effortlessly leads the reader right where he wants her to be. It's funny, it's absurdist, it's sad, it's enormous even in its smallness. It may be this writer』s favorite story of all time. You should read it.
這篇小說很短，但是堪稱完美。巴塞爾姆的優秀就在於他能用精選的極少幾個文字就為我們敘述了一個世界。他很少過多地解釋，就把讀者帶到了他想要你去地方。
3. 「In The Penal Colony,」 Franz Kafka
Kafka called this one his「dirty story,」and thought it imperfect, but it's one of our favorites of his (though we also recommend 「The Hunger Artist」and「A Country Doctor」). It's so obviously a story about writing, in some ultimate way — a machine punishes its victims by writing on them over and over until their bodies give out — but its as if, while the body is the source of every problem in the tale, every weakness, it is also the only place where true knowledge can be translated.
卡夫卡稱自己的這篇小說是一個「很臟的故事」，認為並不完美，但是這個短篇確實我們的最愛之一。在小說中，我們可以體會到，身體是一切問題和弱點的根源，但身體也是唯一能轉化真知的地方。
4. 「Signs and Symbols,」Vladimir Nabokov
Another short one, we revere this story for its ability to turn every tiny detail into a portentous disaster, not to mention the fact that it's penned in Nabokov's effortlessly gorgeous, silvery prose. An old Jewish couple goes to visit their son in the mental hospital, only to be turned away because he has attempted to kill himself. And that's it, really. They go home and look though a photo album, eat some jam. The phonerings. But the whole thing is, perhaps, both a comment on the nature of insanity and the nature of the short story itself, with all its rules and strangeness and banality. And all its symbols, of course.
我們喜歡這篇小說的原因就在於，這個故事有能力把每個細微的細節瞬間變為一場災難，而Nabokov在寫這篇小說用的是輕松華麗水銀瀉地般的散文風格。
5. 「Gooseberries,」 Anton Chekhov
Chekhov's stories are indisputably among the greats, and this one, written rather late, is one of our favorites. Chekhov probes at both the frailty and the worth of humanity, not to mention the natureof life, both for the fortunate and the unfortunate. But like most of Chekhov's stories, there's no clear moral, there's no obvious takeaway. Some men sit around and discuss their thoughts, and we listen, mulling over the subtleties for ourselves.
契科夫的小說無疑是最偉大的作品之一，而這篇是我們的最愛。這篇小說像他的其他小說一樣，沒有清晰的道德標准，我們只是靜靜地看著幾個人圍坐著，討論他們的思想。
6. 「Sea Oak,」 George Saunders
「Sea Oak」 is Saunders's favorite of his own stories, we've heard, so because we find it so hard to choose among them, we've included it here on his own recommendation. Absurdist and satirical, and including at least one zombie shouting at her housemates to get laid, it's a weird one. But it's also concerned with placelessness, with family, with poverty, and like all of Saunders's stories, has a good, thumping heart under all that darkness and fun-poking.
這部小說是桑德斯最為喜愛的一步短篇，這也是我們聽說的。因為我們很難做出選擇，因此就把他自己的推介放在了這里。這部小說充滿了荒誕和諷刺，但是也關心家庭和貧窮等問題。像他的其他小說一樣，在黑暗和取笑中，也暗含著美好和快樂。
7. 「The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas,」 Ursula K. LeGuin
LeGuin's parabolic tale, which won the Hugo Award for best short story in 1974, is a weird, spacious story about a city that seems to be a utopia — except for its one flaw, the single child that must always be kept in darkness and wretched misery so that the others may all live happily. Most of the citizens eventually accept this, but some do not, and silently leave the city, vanishing into the world around. Strange but pointed, Le Guin is a master of her genre.
勒古這部寓言般的短篇小說獲得過1974年的「雨果獎」，是關於一個類似烏托邦的城市的荒誕又宏大的故事。
8. 「The Veldt,」 Ray Bradbury
This tale, from one of the greatest science fiction writers in history, is deliciously wicked. Though it was written in 1950, this kind of story — of children driven mad by want, of technology turning on its masters — will never get old. Until technology actually turns on us, that is. Then we probably won't want to hear about it.
布萊伯利作為歷史上最富盛名的科幻小說家，這篇小說也是通過精心編寫的。
9. 「The Bear Came Over the Mountain,」 Alice Munro
The undisputed queen of the short story, Alice Munro』s work is stark and often heartbreakingly raw, and this story of memory loss and the aching tenderness of human interaction is no different. Fun fact: this story was adapted into the film 「Away from Her」, starring Julie Christie and Gordon Pinsent.
門羅是毫無爭議的短篇小說女王，她的作品有一種朴實風格，常常帶著心跳般的粗獷，這篇關於喪失記憶以及人類互動中的痛苦和柔弱的小說也不例外。
10. 「The Nose,」 Nikolai Gogol
Gogol might be the oldest writer on this list, but he』s also one of the weirdest — in a good way. Nabokov once wrote, 「In Gogol…the absurd central character belongs to the absurd world around him but, pathetically and tragically, attempts to struggle out of it into the world of humans — and dies in despair.」 What else can an absurd noseless man do, after all?
果戈里應該是這個書單上最久遠的作家了，但是他也是最荒誕的小說家之一。納博科夫曾近這樣寫道：「在果戈里的作品中，荒誕的人物屬於他周圍荒誕的世界，但是卻可憐兮兮且悲慘地要逃離他的世界，最終死於絕望」。