tailieunhanh - LUYỆN ĐỌC TIẾNG ANH QUA CÁC TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC – THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 17

THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 17 Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nâng cao chuyên ngành văn chương. Nhằm giúp các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | THE MAN IN THE IRON MASK ALEXANDRE DUMAS CHAPTER 17 High Treason The ungovernable fury which took possession of the King at the sight and at the perusal of Fouquet s letter to La Valliere by degrees subsided into a feeling of painful weariness. Youth full of health and life and requiring that what it loses should be immediately restored - youth knows not those endless sleepless nights which realize to the unhappy the fable of the liver of Prometheus unceasingly renewed. In instances where the man of middle life in his acquired strength of will and purpose and the old man in his state of exhaustion find an incessant renewal of their sorrow a young man surprised by the sudden appearance of a misfortune weakens himself in sighs and groans and tears in direct struggles with it and is thereby far sooner overthrown by the inflexible enemy with whom he is engaged. Once overthrown his sufferings cease. Louis was conquered in a quarter of an hour. Then he ceased to clinch his hands and to burn with his looks the invisible objects of his hatred he ceased to attack with violent imprecations M. Fouquet and La Valliere from fury he subsided into despair and from despair to prostration. After he had thrown himself for a few minutes to and fro convulsively on his bed his nerveless arms fell quietly down his head lay languidly on his pillow his limbs exhausted by his excessive emotions still trembled occasionally agitated by slight muscular contractions and from his breast only faint and unfrequent sighs still issued. Morpheus the tutelary deity of the apartment which bore his name towards whom Louis raised his eyes wearied by his anger and reddened by his tears showered down upon him copiously the sleep-inducing poppies so that the King gently closed his eyes and fell asleep. Then it seemed to him as it often happens in that first sleep so light and gentle which raises the body above the couch the soul above the earth - it seemed to him as if the god Morpheus painted on the .