Chapter 1 The Literature of the Colorual and Puritan．America
I．Historical Background
II．Literary Background
Benjamin Franklin
The Autobiography
Chapter 2 American Romanticism and Transcendentalism
I．Historical Background
II．Literary Background
Unit 1 Waslungton Irving
Rip Van Winkle
Unit 2 Ralph Waldo Emerson
Nature
Unit 3 Henry David Thoreau
Walden
Unit 4 Nathaniel Hawthome
The Scarlet Letter
Unit 5 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
A Psalm of Life
Unit 6 Walt Whitman
Song of Myself
Unit 7 Emily Dickinson
There Is Another Sky
I''m Nobody!
Chapter 3 American Realism and Naturalism
I．Historical Background
II．Literary Background
Unit 1 Mark Twain
The Million Pound Bank Note
Unit 2 Henry James
Daisy Miller
Unit 3 O．Henry
After Twenty Years
Chapter 4 20th Century American Literature Pre-WWII
I．Historical Background
11．Literary Background
Unit 1 Robert Frost
The Road Not Taken
Stopping by Woods on， a Snowy Evening
Unit 2 Ezra Pound
In a Station of the Metro
Unit 3 F．Scott Fitzgerald
The Great Gatsby
Unit 4 William Faulkner
The Sound and the Fury
Unit 5 Ernest Henungway
A Day''s Wait
Unit 6 Eugene O''Neill
The Hairy Ape
Chapter 5 20th Century American Literature Post -WWII
I．Historical Background
II．Literary Background
Unit 1 John Cheever
The Enormous Radio
Unit 2 Arthur Miller
Death of a Salesman，
Unit 3 Jerome David Salinger
The Catcher in the Rye
Unit 4 Kurt Vonnegut
Slaughterhouse-Five
Unit 5 Joseph Heller
Catch-22
Chapter 6 Canadian Literature
I．Historical Background
II．Literary Background
Unit 1 Margaret Laurence
The Loons
Unit 2 Alice Munro
Runaway
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Chapter II-Where I Lived, and What I Lived for
At a certain season of our life we are accustomed to consider every spot as the possible site of a house. I have thus surveyed the country on every side within a dozen miles of where I live. In imagination I have bought all the farms in succession, for all were to be bought, and I knew their price. I walked over each farmer''s premises, tasted his wild apples, discoursed on husbandry with him, took his farm at his price, at any price, mortgaging it to him in my mind; even put a higher price on it-took everything but a deed of it-took his word for his deed, for I dearly love to talk-cultivated it, and him too to some extent, I trust, and withdrew when i had enjoyed it long enough, leaving him to carry it on. This experience entitled me to be regarded as a sort of real-estate broker by my friends. Wherever I sat, there I might live, and the landscape radiated from me accordingly. What is a house but a sedes, a seat? -better if a country seat. I discovered many a site for a house not likely to be soon improved, which some might have thought too far from the village, but to my eyes the village was too far from it. Well, there I might live, I said; and there I did live, for an hour, a summer and a winter life; saw how I could let the years run off, buffet the winter through, and see the spring come in. The future inhabitants of this region, wherever they may place their houses, may be sure that they have been anticipated. An afternoon sufficed to lay out the land into orchard, wood-lot, and pasture, and to decide what fine oaks or pines should be left to stand before the door, and whence each blasted tree could be seen to the best advantage; and then I let it lie, fallow, perchance, for a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone.
My imagination carried me so far that I even had the refusal of several farms-the refusal was all I wanted-but I never got my fingers burned by actual possession. The nearest that I came to actual possession was when I bought the Hollowell place, and had begun to sort my seeds, and collected materials with which to make a wheelbarrow to carry it on or off with; but before the owner gave me a deed of it, his wife-every man has such a wife-changed her mind and wished to keep it, and he offered me ten dollars to release him. Now, to speak the truth, I had but ten cents in the world, and it surpassed my arithmetic to tell, if I was that man who had ten cents, or who had a farm; or ten dollars, or all together. However, I let him keep the ten dollars and the farm too, for I had carried it far enough; or rather, to be generous, I sold him the farm for just what I gave for it, and, as he was not a rich man, made him a present of ten dollars, and strll had my ten cents, and seeds, and materials for a wheelbarrow left. I found thus that I had been a rich man without any damage to my poverty. But I retained the landscape, and l have since annually carried off what it yielded without a wheelbarrow. With respect to landscapes,
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