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<title>The Cask of Amontillado by Edgar Allan Poe</title>
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<description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;“The Cask of Amontillado” (1846)&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=authorRight align=center jQuery1261416785733=&quot;219&quot;&gt;Edgar Allan Poe&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;BR clear=all jQuery1261416785733=&quot;220&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Summary&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;The narrator, Montresor, opens the story by stating that he has been irreparably insulted by his acquaintance, Fortunato, and that he seeks revenge. He wants to exact this revenge, however, in a measured way, without placing himself at risk. He decides to use Fortunato’s fondness for wine against him. During the carnival season, Montresor, wearing a mask of black silk, approaches Fortunato. He tells Fortunato that he has acquired something that could pass for Amontillado, a light Spanish sherry. Fortunato (Italian for “fortunate”) wears the multicolored costume of the jester, including a cone cap with bells. Montresor tells Fortunato that if he is too busy, he will ask a man named Luchesi to taste it. Fortunato apparently considers Luchesi a competitor and claims that this man could not tell Amontillado from other types of sherry. Fortunato is anxious to taste the wine and to determine for Montresor whether or not it is truly Amontillado. Fortunato insists that they go to Montresor’s vaults.&lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 17:35:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Traffic Camera داستان کوتاه</title>
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<description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Rockwell&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Traffic Camera&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=Rockwell&gt;A man was driving when a &lt;SPAN style=&quot;BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=lw_1261330598_0 class=yshortcuts&gt;traffic camera&lt;/SPAN&gt; flashed. He thought his picture was taken for exceeding the speed limit, even though he knew he was not speeding.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Just to be sure, he went around the block and passed the same spot, driving even more slowly, but again the camera flashed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;He thought this was quite funny, so he slowed down even further as he drove past the area, but the traffic camera flashed yet again.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 17:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The Chairs by Eugene Ionesco</title>
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<description>&lt;H3 dir=ltr align=center&gt;The Chairs &lt;/H3&gt;
&lt;H3 dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;by Eugene Ionesco&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H3&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;context&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Eugène Ionesco was one of the major figures in the Theatre of the Absurd, the French dramatic movement of the 1940s and 50s that emphasized the absurdity of the modern condition as defined by existential thinkers like Jean-Paul Sartre. The existentialists followed Soren Kierkegaard&apos;s dictum that &quot;existence precedes essence&quot;—that is, man is born into the world without a purpose, and he must commit himself to a cause for his life to have meaning.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Born in Romania in 1912, Ionesco spent his childhood in Paris until the family returned to its homeland. Ionesco developed a hatred for Romanian&apos;s conservatism and anti-Semitism and, after winning an academic scholarship, returned to France in 1938 to write a thesis. There, he met anti-establishment writers such as Raymond Queneau. He lived in Marseille during World War II. His first play, The Bald Soprano (1950), a one-act piece that borrowed its phrasing from English language-instruction books, garnered little public attention but earned Ionesco respect among the Parisian avant-garde and helped inspire the Theatre of the Absurd.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 20:10:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man خلاصه کوتاه فارسی</title>
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<description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;By&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;James Joyce&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;B&gt;Context&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;James Joyce was born on February 2, 1882, in the town of Rathgar, near Dublin, Ireland. He was the oldest of ten children born to a well-meaning but financially inept father and a solemn, pious mother. Joyce&apos;s parents managed to scrape together enough money to send their talented son to the Clongowes Wood College, a prestigious boarding school, and then to Belvedere College, where Joyce excelled as an actor and writer. Later, he attended University College in Dublin, where he became increasingly committed to language and literature as a champion of Modernism. In 1902, Joyce left the university and moved to Paris, but briefly returned to Ireland in 1903 upon the death of his mother. Shortly after his mother&apos;s death, Joyce began work on the story that would later become A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 19 Dec 2009 19:48:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray  رمان</title>
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<description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Vanity Fair&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;William Makepeace Thackeray  &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Book Summary&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Amelia Sedley, of good family, and Rebecca Sharp, an orphan, leave Miss Pinkerton&apos;s academy on Chiswick Mall to live out their lives in Vanity Fair — the world of social climbing and search for wealth. Amelia does not esteem the values of Vanity Fair; Rebecca cares for nothing else.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt; Rebecca first attempts to enter the sacred domain of Vanity Fair by inducing Joseph Sedley, Amelia&apos;s brother, to marry her. George Osborne, however, foils this plan; he intends to marry Amelia and does not want a governess for a sister-in-law. Rebecca takes a position as governess at Queen&apos;s Crawley, and marries Rawdon Crawley, second son of Sir Pitt Crawley. Because of his marriage, Rawdon&apos;s rich aunt disinherits him.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;First introduced as a friend of George Osborne, William Dobbin becomes the instrument for getting George to marry Amelia, after George&apos;s father has forbidden the marriage on account of the Sedley&apos;s loss of fortune. Because of George&apos;s marriage, old Osborne disinherits him. Both young couples endeavor to live without sufficient funds. George dies at Waterloo. Amelia would have starved but for William Dobbin&apos;s anonymous contribution to her welfare. Joseph goes back to his post in India, claiming such valor at Waterloo that he earns the nickname &quot;Waterloo Sedley.&quot; Actually he fled at the sound of the cannon. Both Rebecca and Amelia give birth to sons.&lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 20:34:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>The room by Harold Pinter ترجمه نمایشنامه اتاق </title>
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<description>&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;&lt;B&gt;The room&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;by Harold Pinter&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;The Room is Harold Pinter&apos;s first play, written and first produced in 1957. Considered by critics the earliest example of Pinter&apos;s &quot;comedy of menace&quot;, this play has strong similarities to Pinter&apos;s second play, The Birthday Party, including features considered hallmarks of Pinter&apos;s early work and of the so-called Pinteresque: dialogue that is comically familiar and yet disturbingly unfamiliar, simultaneously or alternatingly both mundane and frightening; subtle yet contradictory and ambiguous characterizations; a comic yet menacing mood characteristic of mid-twentieth-century English tragicomedy; a plot featuring reversals and surprises that can be both funny and emotionally moving; and an unconventional ending that leaves at least some questions unresolved.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN id=Setting_and_characters class=mw-headline&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Setting and characters&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;SPAN class=mw-headline&gt;Pinter has confirmed that his visit, in the summer of 1955, to the &quot;broken-down room&quot; of Quentin Crisp, located in Chelsea&apos;s Beaufort Street (now renovated and part of a &quot;smart building&quot;), inspired his writing The Room, &quot;set in &apos;a snug, stuffy rather down-at-heel bedsit with a gas fire and cooking facilities&apos;.&quot;[2] The bedsit is located in an equally rundown rooming house which, like that of Pinter&apos;s next play, The Birthday Party, becomes the scene of a visitation by apparent strangers. Though the single-dwelling two-story house in the later play is in an unidentified &quot;seaside town,&quot; and it is purportedly a bed and breakfast-type rooming house run by a childless middle-aged married couple, the building in which Rose and Bert Hudd inhabit their &quot;room&quot; is a multi-dwelling rooming house of more than two stories, and, while Rose accepts being addressed as &quot;Mrs. Hudd&quot;, Bert Hudd and she may not actually be legally married to each other, which may be a factor leading to her defensiveness throughout the play.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 10:18:12 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Ha&apos;penny داستان کوتاه بیان شفاهی داستان</title>
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<description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#000080 size=4 face=Arial&gt;Ha&apos;penny&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;IMG border=0 src=&quot;http://www.cyc-net.org/cyc-online/images/0104hapenny.jpg&quot; width=180 height=134&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Of the six hundred boys at the reformatory, about one hundred were from ten to fourteen years of age. My Department had from time to time expressed the intention of taking them away, and of establishing a special institution for them, more like an industrial school than a reformatory.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=3 face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt;This would have been a good thing, for their offences were very trivial, and they would have been better by themselves. Had such a school been established, I should have liked to be Principal of it myself, for it would have been an easier job; small boys turn instinctively towards affection, and one controls them by it, naturally and easily.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Some of them, if I came near them, either on parade or in school or at football, would observe me watchfully, not directly or fully, but obliquely and secretly; sometimes I would surprise them at it, and make some small sign of recognition, which would satisfy them so that they would cease to observe me, and would give their full attention to the event of the moment. But I knew that my authority was thus confirmed and strengthened.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT size=2 face=Arial&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 09:19:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>نمونه مقاله 5 پاراگرافی</title>
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<description>&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;If you&apos;re trying to write an essay, this five paragraph model might help get you started. The sample essay is about computers. The first paragraph introduces the topic.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Paragraph 1: Introduces the topic&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Example&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Computer technology has significantly changed how we live and how we work. At least, that&apos;s what my parents tell me. I&apos;m too young to know what life was like for them without computers. I know only how computers are part of my life.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Now that you&apos;ve introduced the topic, your next step is to discuss your first idea.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Paragraph 2: One idea&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 17:28:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Gooseberries </title>
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<description>&lt;H1 dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Gooseberries &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H1&gt;
&lt;H2 dir=ltr align=center&gt;&lt;FONT size=2&gt;By Anton Chekhov &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;
&lt;DIV align=justify&gt;&lt;PRE dir=ltr&gt;&lt;/PRE&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;From early morning the sky had been overcast with clouds; the day was still, cool, and wearisome, as usual on grey, dull days when the clouds hang low over the fields and it looks like rain, which never comes. Ivan Ivanich, the veterinary surgeon, and Bourkin, the schoolmaster, were tired of walking and the fields seemed endless to them. Far ahead they could just see the windmills of the village of Mirousky, to the right stretched away to disappear behind the village a line of hills, and they knew that it was the bank of the river; meadows, green willows, farmhouses; and from one of the hills there could be seen a field as endless, telegraph-posts, and the train, looking from a distance like a crawling caterpillar, and in clear weather even the town. In the calm weather when all Nature seemed gentle and melancholy, Ivan Ivanich and Bourkin were filled with love for the fields and thought how grand and beautiful the country was. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&quot;Last time, when we stopped in Prokofyi&apos;s shed,&quot; said Bourkin, &quot;you were going to tell me a story.&quot; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&quot;Yes. I wanted to tell you about my brother.&quot; &lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 14:17:18 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë همراه با لینک دانلود فیلم </title>
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&lt;H2 class=authorRight align=center jQuery1259663803280=&quot;213&quot;&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/H2&gt;
&lt;P class=authorRight align=center jQuery1259663803280=&quot;213&quot;&gt;&lt;IMG border=0 hspace=0 alt=&quot;بلندی های بادگیر&quot; align=baseline src=&quot;http://www.ketabnews.com/ketabnewscontent/media/image/2006/03/616_orig.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;DIV class=authorRight align=center jQuery1259663803280=&quot;214&quot;&gt;Emily Brontë&lt;/DIV&gt;
&lt;P jQuery1259663803280=&quot;213&quot;&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Plot Overview&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;I n the late winter months of 1801, a man named Lockwood rents a manor house called Thrushcross Grange in the isolated moor country of England. Here, he meets his dour landlord, Heathcliff, a wealthy man who lives in the ancient manor of Wuthering Heights, four miles away from the Grange. In this wild, stormy countryside, Lockwood asks his housekeeper, Nelly Dean, to tell him the story of Heathcliff and the strange denizens of Wuthering Heights. Nelly consents, and Lockwood writes down his recollections of her tale in his diary; these written recollections form the main part of Wuthering Heights.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P dir=ltr align=justify&gt;Nelly remembers her childhood. As a young girl, she works as a servant at Wuthering Heights for the owner of the manor, Mr. Earnshaw, and his family. One day, Mr. Earnshaw goes to Liverpool and returns home with an orphan boy whom he will raise with his own children. At first, the Earnshaw children—a boy named Hindley and his younger sister Catherine—detest the dark-skinned Heathcliff. But Catherine quickly comes to love him, and the two soon grow inseparable, spending their days playing on the moors. After his wife’s death, Mr. Earnshaw grows to prefer Heathcliff to his own son, and when Hindley continues his cruelty to Heathcliff, Mr. Earnshaw sends Hindley away to college, keeping Heathcliff nearby.&lt;/P&gt;</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Dec 2009 10:56:18 GMT</pubDate>
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