Modern prose : fifteen 2,000 word samples / compiled by Andrew Q. Morton and Neil Hamilton-Smith
| dc.contributor | Morton, A. Q. (Andrew Queen) Department of Computer Science University of Edinburgh Edinburgh |
| dc.contributor.author | Chandler, Raymond, 1888-1959 |
| dc.contributor.author | Fleming, Ian, 1908-1964 |
| dc.contributor.author | Greene, Graham, 1904- |
| dc.contributor.author | Huxley, Aldous, 1894-1963 |
| dc.contributor.author | Borovicka, Jaroslav |
| dc.contributor.author | Lewis, C. S. (Clive Staples), 1898-1963 |
| dc.contributor.author | Maugham, W. Somerset (William Somerset), 1874-1965 |
| dc.contributor.author | Murdoch, Iris |
| dc.contributor.author | Snow, C. P. (Charles Percy), 1905- |
| dc.contributor.author | Waugh, Evelyn, 1903-1966 |
| dc.contributor.author | Wells, H. G. (Herbert George), 1866-1946 |
| dc.contributor.author | Woolf, Virginia, 1882-1941 |
| dc.contributor.author | Wyndham, John, 1903-1969 |
| dc.contributor.author | Runyon, Damon, 1880-1946 |
| dc.contributor.editor | Morton, A. Q. (Andrew Queen) |
| dc.contributor.editor | Hamilton-Smith, N. |
| dc.coverage.placeName | s.l. |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2022-08-21T16:03:15Z |
| dc.date.available | 2022-08-21T16:03:15Z |
| dc.date.created | 1909-1959 |
| dc.identifier | ota:0172 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14106/0172 |
| dc.description.abstract | Fifteen 2,000 word samples comprising selections from the following novels: First published 1939 Title only : selection deleted for unspecified, but likely copyright-related, reasons First published 1959 First edition 1938 First edition 1928 First edition 1945 First edition 1919 First edition 1961 First edition 1951 First edition 1948 First edition 1909 First edition 1919 First edition 1956 |
| dc.format.extent | Text data (1 file : ca. 491 KB) |
| dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Legacy Collection |
| dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
| dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Linguistic analysis (Linguistics) |
| dc.subject.lcsh | English fiction -- 20th century |
| dc.subject.lcsh | Anthologies -- Great Britain -- 20th century |
| dc.subject.other | Novels |
| dc.subject.other | Anthologies |
| dc.subject.other | Linguistic corpora |
| dc.title | Modern prose : fifteen 2,000 word samples / compiled by Andrew Q. Morton and Neil Hamilton-Smith |
| dc.type | Corpus |
| has.files | yes |
| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| files.size | 502102 |
| files.count | 1 |
| otaterms.date.range | 1900-1999 |
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<A CHANDLER> <W THE BIG SLEEP> <C 1> <P 13> IT WAS ABOUT ELEVEN O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING, MID OCTOBER, WITH THE SUN NOT SHINING AND A LOOK OF HARD WET RAIN IN THE CLEARNESS OF THE FOOTHILLS. I WAS WEARING MY POWDER-BLUE SUIT, WITH DARK BLUE SHIRT, TIE AND DISPLAY HANDKERCHIEF, BLACK BROGUES, BLACK WOOL SOCKS WITH DARK BLUE CLOCKS ON THEM. I WAS NEAT, CLEAN, SHAVED AND SOBER, AND I DIDN'T CARE WHO KNEW IT. I WAS EVERYTHING THE WELL-DRESSED PRIVATE DETECTIVE OUGHT TO BE. I WAS CALLING ON FOUR MILLION DOLLARS. THE MAIN HALLWAY OF THE STERNWOOD PLACE WAS TWO STORIES HIGH. OVER THE ENTRANCE DOORS, WHICH WOULD HAVE LET IN A TROOP OF INDIAN ELEPHANTS, THERE WAS A BROAD STAINED-GLASS PANEL SHOWING A KNIGHT IN DARK ARMOUR RESCUING A LADY WHO WAS TIED TO A TREE AND DIDN'T HAVE ANY CLOTHES ON BUT SOME VERY LONG AND CONVENIENT HAIR. THE KNIGHT HAD PUSHED THE VISOR OF HIS HELMET BACK TO BE SOCIABLE, AND HE WAS FIDDLING WITH THE KNOTS ON THE ROPES THAT TIED THE LADY TO THE TREE AND NOT GETTING ANYWHER . . .
