Mortals
[mɔ:təlz]
例句/造句/用法:
- Be the First Born gods or mortals, they are a powerful race, and we are as fast in their clutches as though we were already dead. 愛德格·賴斯·巴勒斯. 火星戰神.
- Marie was one of those unfortunately constituted mortals, in whose eyes whatever is lost and gone assumes a value which it never had in possession. 哈麗葉特·比切·斯托. 湯姆叔叔的小屋.
- And certainly, the mistakes that we male and female mortals make when we have our own way might fairly raise some wonder that we are so fond of it. 喬治·艾略特. 米德爾馬契.
- I think it is deemed good that you two should live in peace and be happy--not as angels, but as few are happy amongst mortals. 夏洛蒂·勃朗特. 維萊特.
- Mortals are easily tempted to pinch the life out of their neighbor's buzzing glory, and think that such killing is no murder. 喬治·艾略特. 米德爾馬契.
- Ice, I say, doesn't, and it is rather lucky for us mortals, for if it had done so, we would all be dead. 弗蘭克·路易斯·戴爾. 愛迪生的生平和發明.
- Well, I can only say that if they'd been mortals and had to wear corsets, it would have been better for them. 伊蒂絲·華頓. 快樂之家.
- He has not been the happiest of mortals since last we met him. 威廉·梅克比斯·薩克雷. 名利場.
- Mr. Pickwick, it is quite unnecessary to say, was one of the most modest and delicate-minded of mortals. 查理斯·狄更斯. 匹克威克外傳.
- The track of the doomed men through the ranks of their fellow mortals was obliterated. 威爾基·柯林斯. 月亮寶石.
- But in this doubtful stage of Lydgate's introduction he was helped by what we mortals rashly call good fortune. 喬治·艾略特. 米德爾馬契.
- I sat for hours cross-legged, and cross-tempered, upon my silks meditating upon the queer freaks chance plays upon us poor devils of mortals. 愛德格·賴斯·巴勒斯. 火星公主.
- Hence, ye mortals! 福爾斯·休姆. 奇幻島.
- That is my least concern: I am, by a course of strange events, become the most miserable of mortals. 瑪麗·雪萊. 弗蘭肯斯坦.
- They have a peculiar and mysterious power of skimming out of rooms, which other mortals possess not. 查理斯·狄更斯. 匹克威克外傳.
- Let the high Muse chant loves Olympian: We are but mortals, and must sing of man. 喬治·艾略特. 米德爾馬契.
- How merciless he is to us weak mortals, Mr. Archer! 伊蒂絲·華頓. 純真年代.
哈恩編輯