TAILIEUCHUNG - LUYỆN ĐỌC TIẾNG ANH QUA TÁC PHẨM VĂN HỌC-JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH -JULES VERNE- CHAPTER 27

JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH JULES VERNE CHAPTER 27 LOST IN THE BOWELS OF THE EARTH Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ nổi tiếng với những từ vựng nang cao. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH JULES VERNE CHAPTER 27 LOST IN THE BOWELS OF THE EARTH To describe my despair would be impossible. No words could tell it. Iwas buried alive with the prospect before me of dying of hunger andthirst. Mechanically I swept the ground with my hands. How dry and hard therock seemed to me But how had I left the course of the stream For it was a terriblefact that it no longer ran at my side. Then I understood the reasonof that fearful silence when for the last time I listened to hearif any sound from my companions could reach my ears. At the momentwhen I left the right road I had not noticed the absence of thestream. It is evident that at that moment a deviation had presenteditself before me whilst the Hansbach following the caprice ofanother incline had gone with my companions away into unknown depths. How was I to return There was not a trace of their footsteps or ofmy own for the foot left no mark upon the granite floor. I racked mybrain for a solution of this impracticable problem. One worddescribed my position. Lost Lost at an immeasurable depth Thirty leagues of rock seemed to weighupon my shoulders with a dreadful pressure. I felt crushed. I tried to carry back my ideas to things on the surface of the could scarcely succeed. Hamburg the house in the Königstrasse mypoor Gräuben all that busy world underneath which I was wanderingabout was passing in rapid confusion before my terrified memory. Icould revive with vivid reality all the incidents of our voyage Iceland M. Fridrikssen Siuufell. I said to myself that if in such aposition as I was now in I was fool enough to cling to one glimpseof hope it would be madness and that the best thing I could do wasto despair. What human power could restore me to the light of the sun by rendingasunder the huge arches of rock which united over my head buttressing each other with impregnable strength Who could place myfeet on the right path and bring me back to my company Oh my uncle burst

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